Sarah is late, and she has to satisfy a customer

"Shit! I'm gonna be late again." Sarah just couldn't get a break. Her boss had given her a delivery out of town and she had the worst car available. Was he doing it on purpose? Ever since the restaurant had put in place their new policy, business had been great, and she was making good money doing deliveries. The tips were great and the clients always paid, which allowed Sarah to save money for college. There was one caveat. Instead of giving pizzas away for free, the new policy gave away the delivery man or woman. It just so happens that a lot of the drivers were women, and their boss had started accepting deliveries from other towns around, which often meant taking more than 30 minutes. Sarah got out of the car with the pizza. She checked her phone : she was two minutes late. Hopefully the customer didn't notice. She knocked on the door and waited anxiously.

A man opened the door, credit card in hand. "Yes!" Sarah thought. "I won't need to do anything he asks." She was, however, getting her hopes up.

"You're late." he said.

Fuck. "Well, the pizza is still good, you don't have to worry about that." she said, putting on her best smile.

"I'm not worried about the pizza. I'll take it and pay for it. I'll even give you a nice tip. But you're late, and your website says I get to have you before I pay."

Ugh. Of course. She should've known by now the customers were all aware of the policy and took note of the time it took. No way out of it if she wanted to keep this job, she had to do it. She hated it, but the money was good. Oh well.

"Alright sir. How can I be of service?" she said nonchalantly.

"Well, I've got this sausage for you to taste." he answered.

How original, Sarah thought. They all made the same exact sausage joke. Very clever.

"Oh, I'd love to taste your big, fat sausage sir. Can you unwrap it for me?" she said. She knew playing along would make things faster, and satisfied customers left big tips. The man eagerly unzipped his pants and took out his cock. Well, he was pretty big indeed. She had been seeing a lot of cocks lately, and his cock was probably 9" long. Sarah got down on her knees, opened her mouth and licked the tip of his cock.

"Is that all you wanted sir? That I get a taste?" Sarah said teasingly.

"Hmmm, I don't think you did it properly. If you want to taste a big piece of meat, you have to take it into your mouth and really feel the girth and texture. You really have to lick it all over to get the taste into your taste buds." he replied.

Sarah got to work, sticking her tongue out and licking the man's shaft, starting at the base and working her way up. Once she reached the tip, she wrapped her lips around it, her tongue swirling around the glans, coating it in saliva. She sucked and bobbed her head up and down for a minute before letting his cock pop out of her mouth and giving it a kiss for good measure.

"Satisfied?" she asked.

"Not quite. I think you got the taste, but with a sausage like this, you really got to swallow and feel it go down your throat. You'll love it." the man said.

"But sir, I'm afraid I won't be able to swallow such a large sausage. I would probably ****." Sarah was rightfully worried. She had been able to get a few clients into her throat, the smaller ones. But this guy's cock was something else. Not only in length, he was girthy. Oh well. She at least had to try. Her boss couldn't give her shit if she did her best.

Sarah wrapped her lips around his cock once more. This time, she tried pushing her head down, but as she suspected, when the tip of his dick touched the back of her mouth, she gagged. She couldn't get more than half of his cock in her mouth. She tried, again a few times, but every time his glans poked her throat, she pulled back reflexively. There was no way it would fit, and she started pulling back.

"You seem to be **** on your food. Let me give you a hand, or two." she heard the man say.

Before his cock was out of her mouth, and before she could react, she felt his cock ram into her mouth, pushing roughly against the entrance of her throat. She gagged hard, but the man didn't give her an inch, forcing her to get used to the feeling. She kept her throat closed, as best as she could, so that he would accept that this just wasn't happening. But he didn't, and she underestimated his strength. She felt the pressure behind her hand increase as he pulled her head into his groin, until his cock penetrated her throat. Now that the barrier had been breached, his dick buried itself completely into her throat in a swift motion, her eyes opening in shock. Even if his cock was completely in, the man kept pulling, wanting to make sure he was truly reaching the deepest, virgin part of Sarah's throat, where truly no cock had ever reached. He didn't care that her nose was painfully scrunched up into his pubis, nor that she couldn't breathe. But Sarah did, and she was wincing. She placed her hands on his thighs, tapping and pushing, straining against him, trying to signal him to stop, but he was easily overpowering her, and she could hear him grunt and moan loudly in satisfaction.

"Ooooh fuck yes. You know, they're always afraid it's gonna be too big to swallow, but with a little help they always manage to. Now, I think some practice would be good for you."

He pulled back, but it wasn't to let her breathe fresh air. He pulled until his cock was out of her throat before slamming back in. He fucked her face this way, making sure he triggered her gag reflex with every thrust, as it tightened her throat and made it better for him. Soon enough, he was ready to cum, and he didn't bother to ask for her permission. He started cumming deep into her throat, shooting twice, straight into her stomach, before pulling out and shooting the rest of his load into her mouth, making sure she tasted his cum.

"Mmm, that's my special sauce. Be polite and make sure you swallow it all."

Sarah did, but she was pissed and out of breath. She handed the terminal to the customer.
"Thank you for your order sir."

"My pleasure, really. Here, I left you a nice, juicy tip." he said. Finally, she could leave.

"Before you go though, I was reading the fine print earlier. It says you have to leave the customer satisfied?" he ended his sentence in a question.

Sarah turned around, and saw his cock was still rock hard. "You have got to be kidding me," she thought.