A girl

The door open and the delivery boy for Alfonso's Pizzeria is... a girl. And not just any girl, it's Jennifer.

Jennifer, used to be your regular delivery girl. So regular, you and Erin came to know her pretty well. She's probably about 20 years old now, very skinny, petite, with thin hips, a-cups breasts, long curly black hair and tan, Mediterranean skin. She's classically Italian. Alfonso's daughter, in fact.

Erin seems delighted to see her. "Holy shit! Jennifer! How are you?"

Jennifer looks at your girlfriend perplexed. "Great... great. It's good to see you. Why are you naked?"

Erin ignores the question "So what, are you back from college or something. It's been years."

"Yeah... got in last week. Why are you naked?"

"And you're working for your dad again? That's great."

"Yup... but... Erin?" Jennifer takes a step into the front door. "Why are you naked?"

And finally Erin has to answer. You see her turn a little shade of red. She's embarrassed. "Oh well... this is just a little thing that we do sometimes. I um..." Erin lowers her eyes and shrugs. "seduce the delivery boy."

"Really?" Jennifer's mouth drops. It's a lot to throw at someone the first time you've seen them in ages. "What about... what about your boyfriend?"

"He's around the corner watching." Erin smiles.

Jennifer tries to peak her head around at you, but you're well out of view. "Really? You just open the door naked?" She seems fascinated by this. "What if it doesn't work?" Erin gives her a curious look. And Jennifer takes a moment to really take in the nude body standing before her. "Okay... it always works. I get it."

Erin shrugs again. She makes no attempt to cover herself up. She could not have known that Jennifer would have been making the delivery. She could not have planned to be standing naked in front of this girl you both know. But now that she's doing so, she may be a little embarrassed to be caught, but she's not shy to be exposed.

"Let me ask you something." Jennifer goes on. "So then you what... fuck them?" Erin nods. "Every delivery boy?" Jennifer asks. Erin shrugs. "Here's what I'm getting at... did you fuck my boyfriend?"

A look of shock paints itself over Erin's face. "I don't know who your boyfriend is."

"His name is Marco. Black hair. Kinda curly. Dimples."

Erin winces. You can tell she remembers something. "I think I did. I'm sorry honey."

"It doesn't matter if you did. He's an asshole. We broke up... earlier today." Jennifer seems hurt, but tries to ignore it. She puts down the pizza finally, feeling more comfortable in this situation, you imagine.

"No wait!" Erin declares. "We didn't fuck. He just... um... ate me out a bit." She's not sure that's better.

Jennifer smiles a little, through her pained face. "Yeah, the asshole was actually really good at that." She lowers her head.

"Oh honey" Erin steps forward and embraces Jennifer, smothering her face in her naked breasts. It's a sweet but awkward moment.

Jennifer looks up at your girlfriend tenderly. "Okay then... let's go."

Erin looks back at her curiously.

"It always works, right? Seducing the delivery boy?" Jennifer's voice trembles. She sounds incredibly uncertain, yet determined. "Well that's me today. So how do we do this?"

"Have you ever been with a woman before?" Erin asks gently.

"Nope." Jennifer says. "Marco asked me to do a threesome once and I said 'absolutely not.' So fuck him, now I'm gonna do it without him."

Erin's voice remains tender and calming. "Well sweetie, you don't have to..." but she's stopped short as Jennifer reaches over and grabs a handful of Erin's right breast and squeezes. Then, looking up at Erin for approval or assurance, leans her face in, tongue out and gives her nipple a long, wet lick.

Erin closes her eyes as Jennifer continues to work at her nipple, flicking her tongue over it, swirling it around it, wrapping her lips around it and sucking. "Mmmmm" the sensation pleases your girlfriend.

Meanwhile you notice Jennifer, whose confidence is growing and quickly, slide her hand down the front of Erin's nude body, and brush her fingertips ever so gently at Erin's wet pussy.

Erin shudders. Jennifer smiles. Then she hooks a couple fingers inside.

Erin's mouth drops and her chin trembles. She looks at Jennifer deeply. "You've never fingered a woman before?"

"Not until right now." Jennifer smiles.

"You're very... oh god." Erin closes her eyes again as pleasure washes over her body. She bites her lip.

Jennifer slides her fingers back out.

"Go ahead and tell me if the taste pleases you." Erin suggests. And Jennifer does just that, bringing her wet fingers to her mouth and slicking them between her lips. She looks deeply at Erin and nods.

And with that your girlfriend drops to the floor, right there in the front hallway, ready to go, spreading her legs for Jennifer.

Jennifer follows her, pulling her official Alfonso's Pizzeria polo shirt up off over her head as she gets down to her knees. She takes a nice long moment inspecting Erin's wet, spread pussy. Clearly she's never been this close to one before. Then you see her nod, reassuringly to herself and bury her face in Erin's crotch.

"Oh fuck!" Erin exclaims. Whatever Jennifer is doing down there is working for her. "mmmm" Jennifer's face works at your girlfriend's crotch for a nice long time, steadily, intensely. Meanwhile Erin's hand claws at the floor. Her body tightens and releases. Tightens and releases again. She's really enjoying herself. "Yes! Fuck! Eat me!" She's always been vocal when fucking " Eat my cunt!"

Jennifer pulls her head up for a moment, just to look at Erin's face. And you take the time to look at Jennifer's face, her mouth and chin covered in your girlfriend's juices. A big, proud, smile painted on her. Then she buries it again.

"Jesus yes!" Erin shouts and pounds her fist at the floor as Jennifer keeps eating her.

Then Jennifer pulls back again, her face an even bigger mess. She reaches around her back and unhooks her bra, letting it fall before her, exposing her tiny, a-cups, and hard, wide, dark nipples to Erin's smiling, panting face. She kneels there, topless in front of your girlfriend for a moment. You're not sure what she's thinking. But she seems to be taking in the unexpected naughtiness of this situation. She delves back into Erin's crotch.

"No" Erin says, trying to stop her. Jennifer looks up puzzled. "Sixty-nine me instead" Erin says.

And it only takes seconds for Jennifer to be out of her delivery uniform slacks, pull down her cotton white panties exposing her small black bush to Erin, then climb on top of your girlfriend 69-ing her.

You watch as Jennifer continues to lick at Erin's pussy. And now Erin licks at Jennifer's tight wet pussy. An unexpectedly high-pitched noise comes out of Jennifer. You smile to yourself. She's a squealer.

The two girls work at each other for an eternity. The smell of sex fills the room. The sounds of Erin pounding the tile and Jennifer squealing in delight fill the house. You just watch, soft flesh on soft flesh, writhing into each other.

Jennifer's twat eating technique is calm and steady, her face buried deep in Erin's bald pussy, munching at it unendingly.

Erin's pussy eating technique is much wilder, slicking her tongue into and over every inch of Jennifer's wet slit, occasionally finding its way up toward her asshole, but then back to her slit. Shoving inside, then rolling over her wet lips, then flicking at her clit. Jennifer squeals throughout it all.

Suddenly Jennifer jerks her head from Erin's crotch "Fu.... fu... right there..." she squeals. So Erin finishes off the job, aggressively lapping her tongue at the spot she's at, gently rubbing a wet finger at Jennifer's asshole.

And from where you're standing you can't quite see Jennifer's eyes roll back in her head. But you suspect as much is happening when her body tenses and squeals become so high pitched they're inaudible.

Jennifer flops off Erin, laying next to her on the floor. And Erin quickly finishes herself off, fingers rubbing at her clit as Jennifer watches her from just inches away.

Then the room is still. Both girls laying head-to-toe, next to each other on the wet floor. Their bodies covered in sweat, happy. The only sound in the room is panting.

Until Jennifer slowly raises her head up, her eyes filled with lust and joy. And makes an unexpected request.