Right Door

It felt as if her body dissolved into a mist of nothingness. It was eerie, hovering in mid-air, mind perfectly clear and all-knowing. She was still trying to make sense of her surroundings when she spotted the exact scene pictured in the image just a few feet away and excitedly levitated over there.

Hovering right in front of the busty young lady, she suddenly realized that she knew her name and how she got into this awkward situation.

With bated breath, she watched the story unfold.

"Fuck this shit! Why does this always happen to me!" yelled Aimee, staring at the pitiful pizza that was now laying face down on the dirty road. It wasn't the first time she fumbled a delivery that badly, and that was a big part of her current problem. Already last time, her boss had been livid and had made her pay out of her own pocket for the damages. And he had made it very clear that he would expect better from her if she wanted to keep the job.

Now this again! But not on a chill Monday afternoon, no, on freaking Saturday evening! She had plans for tonight, things she had looked forward to the whole week!

But that pizza was simply unsalvageable. If she would drive back all the way to the restaurant, she would lose so much time! And her boss would make her pay for it on top! Aimee huffed, her large breasts wobbling silently as she thought about her options.

She remembered a few of the girls bragging about earning extra tips by flaunting their assets. Maybe, if the customer was some random, sad, lonely nerd, she could get away with… She was close to university after all, and surely only true nerds lived here, right? And who else than a sad and lonely person would be around on Saturday night ordering a pizza? Maybe it was worth a shot?

Aimee hid her body behind the open door of her vehicle, pushed her red sweater above her spectacular melons and unclasped the giant bra. Her boobs popped out, free of any constraints and swayed heavily. The young girl's heart was pounding excitedly as she quickly brought the empty cardboard box close and pushed her breasts inside as far as they would go. She could still feel the warmth of the crashed pizza. It felt almost pleasant.

Wavering for only a moment, Aimee checked the order again and approached the front door. A few moments after she rang the bell, the speaker crackled.

"Be a guy, please be a guy!" whimpered the nervous young woman, her tits tightly squashed between the cardboard.

"Hello?" male voice said, "Who's there?"

"The pizza you ordered. For Hunter?"

"Fucking finally! You guys really take your time today. I'll be there in a moment."

Aimee vibrated abuzz, her mind aflutter and nervous. What would he say when he saw the 'pizza'? Was this even a good idea? Shouldn't she rather bolt and run away as fast as she could?

The door opened and a disheveled, black-haired young man looked at her, then at the now open box with her two, magnificent melons on display.

"That'll be $15 please?" Aimee chirped, blushing furiously as she offered her breasts to the stranger.

"What the….?"

"Your pizza?" Aimee repeated, pushing her naked breasts almost into his face. Suddenly, the guy's eyes lit up, he fumbled his wallet out of his pocket and handed her fifty bucks.

"Keep it!" he grinned.

Aimee pocketed the money, happy about his incredible generosity and was about to hand over the now empty box when she suddenly felt his hand grabbing her left breast and pulling her inside.

"Wait! That wasn't what I…"

"Please place the pizza there while we prepare the table."

"What now?" Aimee asked, puzzled as he pushed her towards a cupboard at chest height. She placed her tits in the open box on top of it and suddenly noticed another young man, a cute redhead, in the room.

"Pizza, huh?" the guy grinned, his eyes firmly glued to Aimee's naked tits.

"Yep," beamed her customer, "Come on, help me get the table ready."

Aimee watched the men curiously as they removed the glass plate from a large and rather low coffee table. The table itself looked quite interesting as well. Beneath the glass was a web of metal braces that kept everything in place. She saw the black-haired guy getting something out of a cupboard. When he turned towards her, he had a bunch of soft-looking ropes in his hands and said, "May I ask you to serve the pizza now?"

Aimee looked at them confused.

The two guys grabbed her by the shoulders and, almost sensually, pushed her down. They made her lie on her back and guided her beneath the table. Fascinated and a bit scared, Aimee felt their hands working at her feet and arms, and before she knew it, she was neatly tied to the four posts of the table, locked in place for whatever they had planned for her. Aimee's face was almost touching the grid of the table's top and her soft, naked breasts were pushing against the cold metal.

The black-haired guy beamed as he grabbed a handful of titty from between the gaps of the grid and pulled it upward. His friend quickly got the idea and took care of the other side. Aimee felt their strong fingers maul and squish her sensitive flesh in earnest as they worked on her tits.

"Eep? What the hell are you doing?" she asked, still not understanding a thing.

"Just getting the pizza served!" chuckled the black-haired guy as he continued to pull her breast through the gap until it was sitting completely on the other side.

"You ready, too?" he asked his pal, and after hearing his confirmation, took a large black cloth and put it over the table.

With surprising efficiency, he then cut two holes into the table cover and pushed the now ballooning breasts through. Then, he took the pizza box and cut holes in there as well. Now, Aimee's spectacular bosom was displayed nicely on the clean table, sitting in the open pizza box like two large pieces of delicious meat.

"Finally! I'm so hungry!" quipped the redhead as both men made themselves comfortable and got down on Aimee's bosom.

"Oh god!" the young girl moaned as their tongues scraped over her sensitive flesh and their teeth nibbled on her nipples. It was such an odd feeling, not seeing a thing and having these hungry men devour her tits like ravenous wolves! Never in her life had she experienced something so hot! If only her hands would not be tied so she could finger herself!

And as if he had heard her thoughts, the black-haired guy was suddenly between her legs. He quickly removed her pants and pulled her soaked panties out of the way. Aimee's head swam as his tongue pushed between her wet folds while his friend kept eating her trapped tits like a maniac.

"Best delivery ever!" Aimee screamed as she reached the first peak, one of many during this night of debauchery. She would never underestimate the power of the nerds ever again!

Suddenly, a gust of wind grabbed Becca and pulled her back through the door.