Pizza delivery man

It had been about twenty minutes since you'd cum inside Grace. Since all Grace had was a dress with nothing else, she'd raided your closet for clothes. She was wearing an oversize shirt and a pair of your boxers. It looked as sexy as the dress she'd come in; her breasts filled out the shirt and you could see the outline of her nipples, as well as the barbells. Grace was playing with her phone; you guessed that she was still messing with the vibrator that was in Lindy. The other girl was still tied down against the table. You could both still hear her moaning. "Please let me cum," Lindy begged Grace. "I'm so close."

Grace's response was interrupted by the doorbell. You opened the door. The guy standing at the door had on a t-shirt with a famous comic character on the front. The shirt barely held his rather large stomach; the ensemble was completed with a faded pair of blue jeans. The delivery man mumbled, "here are your pizzas." You took the pizzas, and he gave you the copy of the receipt to sign. "How's your night going?" You asked, trying to be friendly.

"Bitch at my last stop stiffed me on the tip," he mumbled. "She just took the pizzas and closed the door." He looked at you. "Haven't I seen you at the comic shop before?"

Even if I had, I wouldn't tell you. You shook your head. "No, sorry man. Don't think I've ever seen you."

He handed you the pizzas. "You should come to Lizards Den; it has the best comics."

"I'll take those," Grace came up next to you and took the pizzas. You had to stifle a laugh as the delivery guys eyes bulged out of their sockets. He wasn't making any effort to hide the fact he was ogling her. She was holding the pizzas low, so that her breasts were on top of the boxes. "Why don't you come in for a moment," she paused.

"James," he quickly answered.

"James!" She giggled. You could tell she was flirting with him. "Come in so I can get you your tip."

James stepped into the door, and you closed it behind him. It took a moment for Grace to come back. "What would you say to a different type of tip?"

Grace walked to where Lindy was bent over the table. If seeing Grace clothed was enough to shock him, then seeing Lindy naked, bent over the table moaning, with pussy juices running down her leg would make him cream his pants. You were half right; he walked over to Lindy and ran a hand over her ass. "Are you saying this is my tip?"

"Take out the vibrator," Grace nodded. "You can fuck her."

James pulled the vibrator out of Lindy. She moaned loudly as he pulled it out of her. "Fuck yes," he exclaimed. "I've never seen one before."

"Jesus, he's a virgin." Grace whispered in your ear. "I'm surprised he knows which hole to stick it in."

You heard as James slid his cock inside Lindy. "Your pussy feels so good." He slapped her ass. "How do you like my cock now, you bitch?" James was pounding Lindy's pussy hard. "Is it good enough for you?"

"Yes!" Lindy yelled out. "Please fuck me! Make me cum!" You guessed that whatever Grace gave her and the fact Grace hadn't let her cum all night made Lindy want someone, anyone inside her.

"How do you like seeing her with someone balls deep inside her?" Grace whispered at you. She touched one of her nipples through the shirt; her other hand went down to your pants. "She's enjoying it, too. She's enjoying having some random guy fuck her, and yelling as loudly as she can." Grace undid your pants, the slipped out of the boxers. She slid herself slowly down onto your cock. "You feel so good," she turned around and kissed you.

"You like that, you whore?" James yelled. He pulled Lindy's hair back, trying to get deeper inside her.

"I want you to fuck me like that," Grace purred in your ear. She was moving slowly, deliberately on your cock. She squeezed her pussy tighter, grinding against you. "I want you to make me your little whore." She leaned back and kissed you again. "Are you up to it, John?"

You thrust into her, making her gasp. "What do you think?"

"I think you're going to cum again in a minute," Grace laughed softly, then moaned.

"I'm cumming!" Lindy yelled. You saw James give her one last thrust, then collapse on top of her.

Grace kissed you and squeezed her pussy tight. You felt your dick twitch, unloading streams of cum inside her. You held her, making sure you shot deep inside her.

"You might get me pregnant," she kissed you again. "Well, if at first you don't succeed." She rolled off of you. "Now get him out of here."

You zipped up your pants and went over to where James was resting. "Did you like your tip?"

"Can I have one more go?" James looked at Lindy. "She's the best lay I've ever had."

"Nope." You put a shoulder into him; it made him get off of Lindy. "I think it's time for you to go."

James looked as though he wanted to say something, then nodded and zipped up his pants. You waited until the door was shut, then unhooked Lindy. She leaned on you; she could barely walk. Grace came back in the living room with orange juice and vodka. "All right! Pizza and screwdrivers," she chuckled. "No pun intended."

Lindy kissed Grace, long and hard. "You're really mean, not letting me cum." She smiled slightly. "I'm glad you'll be living with us, though." She turned the TV on. "Anyone want to watch a movie?"

You sat down with two beautiful, half naked women next to you, and started to watch the TV.