1. Pizza Woman by loyalsock


    Date: 10/21/2017, Categories: First Time, Sex Humor, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I was in a rut. Another Friday night alone. Just like last Friday and the one before that. Sitting here watching some stupid info-mercial aimed at inbred trailer trash. My God- I was watching and thinking of buying the assinine product!!! I needed to do something...quick. Hell, I’ll just get a pizza and take it from there. Yeah, a pizza with everything. With shaking hands and trembling fingers, I picked up the telephone and triumphantly placed my order: "Three pizzas - the works, and a six pack of diet coke." I impatiently waited for my gourmet feast to arrive. Needless to say, by the time the doorbell rang, I was hungry and horny. I had popped in the video and Ron Jeremy was already boffing Ginger’Lynn in a giant bowl of french salad. Both were smothered in mayonnaise and pickle relish (of all things!). The doorbell rang. I lethargically lifted my body from my Laz-Y-Boy chair and slowly, cooly, walked to the door. (Mustn’t let on any show of anticipation to those pimple faced, lecherous pizza boys.) I methodically opened the door. My jaw dropped. My stomach wriggled. My words u*********sly slurred. "Pizza" she said. She! Yes! She! This was no pizza boy! No! This was a woman! And what a woman. 240 pounds of woman!! "Pizza" she said, a bit impatiently, again. "PPPllease cccome in." I, through my extreme nervousness (it took all my conscious effort), calmly directed her into the living room and motioned toward the Laz-Y-Boy chair. She, without a bit of hesitation, without a ...
    bit of surprise - almost as if this was a regular occurrence during her nocturnal pizza travels - plopped herself down, opened a box of pizza and enthusiasti- cally began to feed. As she sat on the Laz-Y-Boy, I quietly sneaked into the kitchen, out of reach of her unsuspecting eyes. There I could get a better look at her features. She was big - about 240 pounds, blue eyed, and wore her hair in two tight pigtails, like a hefty farm girl, innocent to the ways of the world. She was, naturally, double chinned and her large, plump, rotund breasts must have weighed at least 15 pounds each. Her attire was the routine "pizza" blue and red. To be honest, her whole appearance was that of excess. But though, I must add, her physical appearance appealed to me, iit was the way she carried herself. The way she ate pizza, for instance. She grabbed the pie with both hands, unafraid of getting her palms greasy or oily. Then in laser-like succession, she would sink her teeth into a slice, devouring half of it in one mountainous bite. After finishing off a piece, she would cooly wipe her sauce-stained mouth with the back of her fleshy right hand and then continue on. She did this with twenty slices. I stared, lost in the rapture and passion of the moment. It was truly love at first sight. I came to my senses and walked back into the living room. The video was still playing. I looked intently into her eyes. No words were spoken. She knew my desires. "Want some?" she indifferently asked. There were ...
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