Gina's ass gets filled with jizz, Nathan's belly gets filled with pizza.

While Nathan continued to brutalize her cumstuffed asshole, Gina reached towards the phone lying on the countertop with a shaky hand. She dialed, and redialed, the number of the nearby pizza place and waited for an answer. As always, it did not take long before the phone was picked up.

‘Hello, Leaning Tower speaking. Can I take your order?’ An excited voice said from the other end of the line.

‘Hello, this is Gina Taylor! I would like to order one large meat lover’s pizza, please.’ The blonde ordered. ‘The address? It’s…’

Behind Miss Taylor, Nathan continued to furiously work his hips. Obscene, wet sucking sounds were coming from the blonde’s stretched bunghole whenever he pulled out, usually followed by a spray of his frothy jizz. He wondered if the person on the other line could hear what the two of them were doing. But then decided he didn’t care, and began working his hips harder. Accompanying the sound of spunk sloshing around in Gina’s bowels now were the loud, wet slaps of Nathan’s heavy sack smacking against her snatch whenever he slammed his cock down her ass to the hilt.

‘Oh t-that’s great!’ Gina nearly shouted into the phone, her voice shaky and having risen in pitch. ‘I’ll see you soon, then!’ And with that, she hung up.

‘Pizza place any good?’ Nathan asked conversationally, just as he pulled his hips back.

‘Y-yes!’ Gina moaned as jets of girlcum blasted against the counter before her. ‘They’re always very quick when their deliveries take them to this apartment complex.’

‘I wonder why?’ Nathan replied drily.

‘Hmm...perhaps because they hear nasty sluts moan over the phone as they take their orders?’ Gina purred.

‘Perhaps,’ Nathan said noncommittally. ‘But if they’re fast, I guess I should hurry up!’

Gina only managed a breathless gasp as Nathan began to work his hips like pistons. The young man set his jaw, and buried his fingers into the blonde’s big, round buttocks. He did not know how long he could keep this pace up. In fact, he already felt beads of sweat form on his forehead. Fortunately, it seemed as if he wouldn’t need to move this fast for long. Before long Miss Taylor was already squealing in bliss, pounding her fists on the countertop while juices rapidly running down her legs.

‘I hope you got some room left in that tight little ass of yours…’ Nathan suddenly growled in the blonde’s ear, after which he lovingly nibbled on her earlobe.

On cue, Miss Taylor’s anal tunnel clenched tight around Nathan’s invading monstercock and the young man could do nothing but groan darkly in her ear. Great big gouts of hot spunk blasted into Gina’s already stuffed bowels, resulting in quite a bit of cum spraying out of her ass again. Staining her bronzed buttcheeks, or Nathan’s stomach. Not that either of them cared about the mess, they were enjoying themselves far too much. Gina wasn’t moaning or squealing in pleasure. Instead, her mouth simply hung open. But it was clear from the large amount of girlcum peppering the counter and the shaking of her body that she was experiencing quite a powerful orgasm.

‘F-fuuuck…’ Gina moaned softly. ‘Keep this up, and you might just win this bet.’

‘Tempting,’ Nathan replied. ‘But I’m not sure if I can without filling my stomach first.’

And with that, he started extracting his dick from the blonde’s bowels. And obscene, wet sucking sound came from Gina’s stretched anus. It was louder than when Nathan was simply fucking it, and accompanied by several thick ropes of cum. When the Dutch stud’s fat prick helmet left her ass with a loud popping sound, Gina slowly sank to her knees as jizz ran down her legs. Once she was sitting down, she turned to face Nathan slowly.

‘Damn, but that looks tasty…’ Gina sighed as she came face to face with Nathan’s cum-dripping monstercock. ‘It’s a shame that I have to get dressed.’

‘Yeah... ‘ Came Nathan’s simple reply.

‘I really...mmm….have to...mmm...go now.’ Gina mumbled between licking big drops of spunk off of Nathan’s shaft, while an increasingly larger puddle of cum formed beneath her.

‘Yeah…’ Nathan replied again.

Gina glanced from Nathan’s shaft, to his face and then to the door. She repeated this several times, before shaking her head and grabbing Nathan’s thighs. He hoped that she would shove her head down on his prick next, but instead she used him for support to get to her feet. When she was finally standing on unsteady legs, her body close to his while his massive dick throbbed against the blonde’s taut stomach Nathan briefly considered going hungry to continue fucking Miss Taylor. Unfortunately, before he had the chance to shove her against the counter and take her again, Gina stumbled away from him.

‘I won’t be gone long!’ The blonde promised, leaving behind a small trail of cum from her gaping bunghole as she walked back towards her bedroom.

While she was gone, Nathan decided to pass the time by seeing what Mister Reamer and Miss Johnson were up to. The brunette was currently thrown over one of the armrests, her toes barely touching the floor and her huge breasts pressed against the cushions while she was screaming in one of the throw pillows. Behind her, Mister Reamer was plowing her ass in a similar fashion as Nathan had just done to Miss Taylor. The brunette’s round, meaty asscheeks sent out ripples whenever they impacted against the male teacher’s stomach, which was often as his pace was quite fast.

‘Well, what do you think?’ Miss Taylor’s voice suddenly asked from right next to Nathan, causing the young man to nearly jump off the couch.

‘That was fast.’ Nathan replied, trying not to show his shock.

‘As I promised.’ Gina said with a grin. ‘Now, what do you think?’

The blonde had replaced her “Kiss the cock” apron with a tiny white T-shirt that did not do a good job at hiding her tits. The underside of her bronzed boobs was left completely on display. Pink letters in swooping cursive spelled out the letters “Slut”, with the S and the T stretched wide over her massive knockers. Although the usual words that adorned clothes like this said far nastier things, Nathan had to admit that this was a simple, but effective descriptor of the blonde head of supply. Slung high over her broad hips were the straps of a teeny bubblegum pink thong from which several loose bills hung. So teeny was it, in fact, that it didn’t even cover the head of supply’s plump labia. The only thing Gina hadn’t changed, were the pink heels she had worn before.

‘I like it,’ Nathan replied with a nod. ‘A little less easy to access than the apron, but I’m sure we can make it work.’ He added with an impish grin.

‘Oh, but you haven’t even seen all of it!’ Gina teased, as she spun around and bend over. There, peeking out from behind the thin strap of the back of the thong was the thick base of a huge buttplug. Before Nathan could answer, however, the doorbell rang. ‘Well, that has to be the pizza!’

Gina grabbed the loose bills hanging from the straps of her thong, and rushed into the hallway. Nathan was torn between continuing to watch Mister Reamer and Miss Johnson, or seeing one of the most clichéd scenarios in the history of porn play out right in the hallway. With a grin, he decided for the latter and got off of the couch.

Peeking into the hallway, he caught Gina just as she opened the door. At the other end, stood a man that looked a little older than he was. He had tanned skin, was a little taller than Gina and was wearing a uniform of green, white and red. An impressive bulge filled out his trousers, but he was certain that the delivery guy had nothing on the teachers and students at school. For his part, he did not look surprised at Gina’s appearance. Which probably explained why they were so fast in delivering to this apartment complex.

Unfortunately, whatever the usual routine was between the delivery guy and his customer did not seem to happen, seeing as Gina simply handed him a couple of bills and took the pizza box from the young man’s hands.

‘Keep the change!’ She said cheerfully, before shutting the door in the delivery guy’s disappointed face.

Nathan quickly slipped back into the living room and plopped down on the couch, and was just in time to see Mister Reamer extract his impressive member from Miss Johnson. He gave the meaty pole a few quick jerks, before blowing a messy load all over her big bronzed booty. It appeared that the shop teacher tried to catch his breath, but the maths teacher would have none of it. Miss Johnson pushed her hips back against Mister Reamer, making him stumble backwards as the brunette crawled off of the couch. Once she was on her feet, she immediately spun around and dropped to her haunches. Trapping Mister Reamer’s dick between her breasts in the process.

‘Seems like you’re enjoying the show quite a bit, huh?’ Miss Taylor asked, already nibbling on a slice of pizza as she sat down next to Nathan. ‘Still, if you ever want to see more than one pair of naughty teachers then I have good news. This baby has picture-in-picture.’ She explained, while fiddling with the remote.

A moment later, a small window appeared in the top right corner of Miss Taylor’s huge flat screen TV. It showed two blonde figures sitting on the couch, one male and one female. The man was a little shorter than the woman and would sooner be called “cute” than “handsome”, and the woman was an absolute bombshell. A pizza box was sitting between them. Obviously, Gina had selected to watch her own apartment, though it took Nathan a little longer to figure out than he cared to admit.

‘It’s about time that I put on a little show for our sponsors. You don’t mind, do you?’ Gina asked, as she slid off of the couch.

Nathan wasn’t given a chance to answer before the blonde was sitting on her knees before him. The window in the top right corner of the tv switched to showing Miss Taylor rubbing his cum dripping prick all over her face, and Nathan briefly wondered where the webcam that captured that image was. Then his stomach rumbled, and he grabbed a slice of pizza with a shrug. Miss Taylor, meanwhile, continued to rub his heavy monstercock all over her face, and occasionally mixed things up by slapping the heavy purple tip of it against her tongue. But never more than that. At first, that didn’t bother Nathan. But after having finished two slices of pizza, and feeling somewhat sated, he felt frustrated.

In the smaller frame showing Miss Taylor a hand suddenly appeared. It grabbed a fistful of the beautiful blonde’s hair and dragged her face up towards the fat, pre-oozing tip. Once her plush lips were pressed against it, the owner of said hand pushed his hips up and **** his monstercock in the blonde’s mouth. Nathan watched the smaller frame and grinned, before he began pulling Gina’s face towards his crotch. As for Gina herself? She had been hoping that Nathan would do something like this, and felt her pussy clench with need as the young man casually filled her throat with dick as he continued to enjoy his meal.

Meanwhile, the rest of the screen still showed Mister Reamer and Miss Johnson. The brunette’s head was turned away from the shop teacher, and her body was bathed in light. She seemed to stare at the source of the light for a few moments, before turned back to Mister Reamer and shoving her head towards the crown of his cock as it peeked from her cleavage. Nathan wondered where she could have gotten that idea, while glancing down at Gina’s stretched lips and bulging throat. He then reached for another slice of pizza, but found that the box was already empty. It appeared that he had eaten all but one slice of it, though he was sure that Gina didn’t mind terribly.

‘It seems,’ Nathan mused while wiping his free hand clean on the couch cushion, while using the other to help Gina with cramming a few more inches of his shaft down her throat. ‘That Miss Reamer and Mister Johnson decided to tune in to our channel.’

Gina’s only response was some muffled moaned while looking up adoringly at Nathan.

‘I think it’s only fair we give them a show, don’t you?’ The young Dutchman asked, and Gina nodded as enthusiastically as she could in her current predicament. ‘Good…’ Nathan then growled, before slowly rising to his feet. He was still holding onto Gina’s hair, clearly intent on brutalizing her throat even further. For both his own pleasure, and whoever might be watching.

As for Miss Taylor? She was probably the most excited of all. Both because she was about to get her face fucked, and because she got to show everyone in her apartment what a huge dicked dominant stud she had brought home with her for the weekend...