Pizza Delivery

"Pizza's here," Chloe states the obvious, then tosses you a shirt, "Answer the door while I get the money," She says, heading for her purse.

You're pleasantly surprised that the shirt reaches almost down to your knees when you put it on, then head quickly for the door. Opening it, you find a young man standing there, probably high school age and looking bored right up until the moment he sees you in nothing but a shirt. His boredom quickly turns to an open stare as he gawks at your visible cleavage . "All meat pizza?" He squeaks.

Meanwhile, Chloe comes up behind you. Your eyes widen when you feel her lift the back of your shirt, though the pizza delivery guy doesn't seem to notice at all. You half glance behind yourself to discover Chloe still naked, pressing her body against yours. The man's attention turns to Chloe, his eyes widening when he realizes that she is naked, even though he can see nothing because of the way she is pressed up against you. The tip of her cock slips between your legs and your knees go weak as you feel her warm penis slide along your incredibly wet labia. You bite your lip, fighting the urge to moan as you try not to make a scene in front of this complete stranger.

"Here's your money, keep the change," Chloe says, reaching around you to hand the man a hand full of cash.

Part of you wants to lean forward just a little, give Chloe a better angle in the hopes of penetration, but you quickly fight back the urge. Instead, you reach out to grab the pizza, taking a step away from Chloe in doing so. The pizza guy gets a good look at her breasts before you get your hands on the pizza box. Stepping back again, Chloe quickly closes the door and starts to giggle, "Oh my god! You just flashed me at him!"

"And I bet it was the highlight of his night!" You retort.

You can feel the wetness of your own arousal running down the inside of your thighs as you walk toward the kitchen.

Throwing open the box, you pull the first slice and begin to eat while Chloe sits a pair of paper plates on the counter beside you. Snagging one, you slide two more pieces onto it then start to wander back toward the bed.

You catch yourself looking at Chloe's rigid penis as you do so, though your cousin doesn't seem to take notice.

A minute later, Chloe joins you, handing you a bottle of soda and a little pink pill, "Birth Control, no sense taking chances," She mumbles around a mouth full of pizza.

Plopping down beside you, she sits her plate down just long enough to grab the remote and turn the television on.