Slutty Pizza

You, Blue, Trish, and Henry had a table booth in some local pizza restaurant. You honestly weren’t paying attention. You were honestly too annoyed by the fact that Blue and Henry were chatting it up like old friends.

“Ok, I have to admit. This is good pizza.” Henry was devouring a third slice of pineapple and ham pizza. Which you honestly thought was disgusting! Who puts pineapple on Pizza!?

“Didn’t I say it was?” Blue had only eaten one slice of the pizza abomination. But was glowing with satisfaction from being right. And because he got to watch you be uncomfortable. Seriously, Blue could be surprisingly immature sometimes.

“Thank Arceus! I’ve been craving pizza!” Especially since that bitch Trish seemed to be enjoying herself just as much as Henry and your ass of a husband was. Didn’t help that the two boys were sitting together on one side while you were sitting next to Trish and across from Henry.

You totally were NOT jealous of the fact that Trish’s boobs seemed to have ballooned two sizes since the last time you met and now made your breasts seem almost small by comparison. Although you wondered how long until your own breasts started to grow. You would have to buy new bras.

“Come on Amber, eat.” Blue was giving you that arrogant smirk of a grin he always wore when he was amused at someone else’s expense. “I know you are hungry.”

You were hungry, but not hungry enough to eat pineapple on pizza. You had a piece on your plate that you were picking at. Trying to get every piece of pineapple out of the cheese before risking a bite. Still, you knew there would be an after taste. “Pineapple on pizza should be considered a war crime.” But you were hungry enough that you would eat the pizza, eventually.

“Yes, but we voted 3 to 1 Amber.” Blue again gives you that damn smile and you bite down a retort. You know he sided with them just to annoy you. Bastard probably thought you looked cute when you were angry.

“We could have just gotten another pizza.” You know you were moping, but you were hungry and annoyed.

“Oh, don’t be like that Amber.” Blue leans forward, still smiling. “I know how to cheer you up.”

Before you can ask he has gone under the table, and his head is already in between your legs. You try to keep your voice quite, “Blue, what the fuck are you doing?”

“What? You seemed to be in a bad mood.” He is already pulling your shorts down. “Thought I’d cheer you up.”

You try to push him away, but trying too hard would draw attention you don’t want. So it doesn’t take long before Blue has taken your shorts down, slid your panties to the side, and shoved his tongue into your pussy. “Hummph…” You do your best to stifle the surprised moan that comes out of your mouth by biting your lip, but you aren’t completely quiet. “Blue, what are you? Hummm… Doing? Ffhhhhh….”

Blue doesn’t respond verbally, instead he shoves a finger up inside of you and starts to suck on your clit. But Trish and Henry give each other a smile and out of the corner of your eye you see Trish smile and spread her legs while Henry goes under the table himself.

While you are already blushing and trying to keep your voice quiet, Trish just closes her eyes and leans back, as if relaxing at the beach. She soon gives a content hum and you can guess that Henry has started to go down on his wife as well.

“What’s the matter Amber?” Trish has one eye open and is looking at you, smirking. “Why do you seem so tense? Aren’t you enjoying yourself?”

You try to think of a response. But before you can even start to think of one, Blue increases his efforts on your pussy. The shock of the increased pleasure forces you to cry out, “Oh fuck!” before you can even think to silence yourself. Knowing Blue, he took Trish’s comment as a personal challenge and is now trying to make you lose control.

Unfortunately for you, not only is Blue good at eating pussy, and sex in general. But he has plenty of experience with you and knows just how to target your weak spots. So while Trish is sitting relatively quiet next to you, eyes closed as she enjoys herself. You are already tensing up as Blue forces you to climax. Any thoughts of being quiet are gone as your husband forces you to scream. “Ohh fuuucckkk!!!!!” Even as your body spasm and your back arches, your pussy leaking juices, Blue continues to finger and lick and suck your pussy and clit. Extending and amplifying your orgasm.

By the time you start to come back to your senses Blue is already back in his seat, smirking at you like a child who stole from the cookie jar. Henry is back in his seat too.

“Are you done?” You look to the side and see a very annoyed looking waiter glaring at you. “I don’t know what kind of place you think this is and we don’t care that you are Pokemon Trainers. I am going to have to ask you to leave.”

Glancing around, you see much of the staff and other guests either looking at your table openly, or purposefully not looking.

Great, Blue just got you kicked out of a restaurant.

Author's Notes: Personally, while pineapple and ham isn't my favorite I kind of like it. I just thought it would be funny to have Amber be one of THOSE people who just HATES pineapple pizza and takes her dislike way too seriously.