Collected by Djian
Subject:
STORY (repost): Pizza Girl (Gang, IR, Forced)
Date:
Wed, 18 Dec 2002 23:37:15 GMT
From:
anon@anon.net (Sugarman)
Organization:
Optimum Online
Newsgroups:
alt.sex.stories
Pizza Girl
My daddy caught me stealing money out of his wallet last week and he hit the roof.
He insisted I get "my lazy ass" a job. Great. I didn't have any skills, what the hell was
I going to do? A guy I had gone out with my junior year in high school worked for Peppy's
Pizza and he told
me that he could make some pretty good cash from tips. He had said Saturday's were the
best night to work because the guys ordering were usually plastered, so they gave bigger
tips. I figured a hot young blond like me could just wiggle my little tush at these drunks
and make a fortune.
When school let out last Wednesday I went over to the pizza place and asked the
manager for a job delivering. He was a real fat greasy slob and he wouldn't stop staring
at my boobs. I pushed them up a little higher and gave him a real cute smile. He was putty
in my hands, just like every other guy. I run track and play soccer so my 120 lbs body is
really tight. I'm most proud of my tits though. They grew to a C cup when I was only
fourteen and now they're a natural D. They are so firm that I don't even have to wear a
bra. I never had to study for any of my classes, just
shake my tits at the teach and do my smile and I was guaranteed at least a B. The manager
said he already had three drivers and didn't need any more. I turned my shoulders in,
pushing my tits together, making a deep cleavage that was exposed by my low cut V-neck
T-shirt. I slowly licked my lips and said 'pretty please'. That fat pig started shaking so
bad I thought he was going to have a heart attack. He said he could give me a 'trial'. I
wanted to laugh. I told him I'd be back Saturday.
I figured I should wear a really sexy outfit so that the drunk assholes buying the
pizza would be turned on and give me the big tips. I considered wearing my cheerleading
outfit. Most guys are twisted pervos who get pretty excited by that but I was afraid that
might look kind of silly,
since I was actually delivering pizza. Instead, I opted for the outfit that got me an 'A'
in Chemistry even though I had only gone to three classes.
I put on a pair of satin red bikini panties. They weren't really much more than a
thong, with a thin band around my waist and small piece of fabric a couple of inches wide
running underneath from front to back. More than half my firm round ass was exposed. Next
I put on a loose fitting white micro skirt. Flashes of my red panties could be seen with
every step I took. That always got the guys crazy. I wore white ankle length lace socks
and white pumps. For my top I chose a white sports tank that hugged my breasts tightly. My
firm belly was completely exposed. The cotton fabric came down to just above my bottom rib
and if I took a deep breath the underside of large tits would peek into view. Of course, I
didn't wear a bra.
When I got to the pizza place there were already two other drivers hanging out.
Apparently it was pretty slow, for some reason. That fat slob manager couldn't take his
eyes of my trim young body. An order finally came in and he offered it to the other two
drivers. They were both male so I wiggled my tits at them and of course they let me take
it. As I left to make the delivery they were both laughing for some reason. I soon
realized why.
The house I was going to was in the black part of town. I knew it was a pretty
high crime area but I didn't care. Even though I had heard blacks were bad tippers, I knew
that they also lusted after white chicks. If I showed off my body a bit, they'd be falling
over themselves to hand me money.
There were several junky cars parked in front of the house I was taking the pizza
to. I had to park on the street. Before getting out I re-applied my bright red lipstick.
Black guys love that shit. My long blond hair was teased up high. I figured I had better
go for it on this delivery since it looked like it was going to be a slow night. I pulled
up my top, exposing my breasts and, wetting my fingertips in my mouth, I rubbed them on my
nipples, getting them nice and stiff. Pulling my
top back down I got out of the car and grabbed the two boxes of pie.
The music was blasting so loud from inside the house that I had to ring like 5
times before anyone came to answer. It was some kind of awful rap music. I can't stand
that stuff. A big black guy finally opened the door. He was about six feet tall and really
muscular. His face broke out into a broad grin when he saw me. His eyes ran up and down my
sexy body. Bingo, I thought.
He held the door wide and waved for me to go in. I carried the boxes into the
living room where four other black guys were sitting on sofas. They were all pretty big,
like football players. They all looked to be in their late twenties or early thirties. One
of them reached over and turned down that crappy music a bit. I saw a bong and matches on
the table in front of them. The room was full of smoke. Typical of niggers, I thought,
stoned out of their mind. Still, I figured, easier to get money off of.
I walked into the room, swaying my hips from side to side. Those animals all
started smiling, their lust plain to see in their faces. I spun around, making sure they
all had a chance to see
my satin red panties. One of them stood up and walked over to me. The guy who let me in
was right behind me.
"Damn girl, you fine," said the guy who stood up. "What else you do besides
deliver pizza?"
Very subtle, I thought. I smiled up at him and held out my hand. "I collect money,
too," I said, blinking my eyes quickly. "The bill is $15." I gave him my best sultry
voice. He looked down at me, his eyes blatantly focusing on my breasts and taut nipples.
He licked his lips.
"That's a nice shirt, baby," he said. "What's that made out of?"
As he spoke he reached his hand out and felt the fabric of my top, rubbing his
hand over my right breast, just above the erect nipple. I couldn't believe how forward
this creep was being. I couldn't insult him though or I'd sacrifice my tip so I just
giggled and told him I didn't know. He grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. He tugged
down the back of my top and looked at the label.
"Shit, it's cotton, baby," he told me. What a moron.
"Gee, thanks," I gushed. "That's $15 . . plus tip."
The man stepped back and laughed, taking the boxes from my hand and passing them
to one of his friends on the sofa. The guy who had opened the door sat down.
"So you want some money, huh baby?" the big guy asked with a mocking tone.
This asshole wasn't going to try and stiff me, was he? "If I don't get the money
then my boss will take it out of my check," I meekly said, giving him a real pouty look.
"Well if you want it baby, you better come and get it," he laughed. "The money is
right here in my pocket."
He pushed his hip forward and held open the front left pocket of his jeans. Oh
great, I thought, how juvenile. Fine, I'll play along and let this jerk get his cheap
thrills. I stepped in front of him and stretched out my right arm. I reached down into his
pocket but didn't find anything. I pushed my whole hand in, fishing around. My fingers
pressed against something round and hard at the bottom. I ran my fingertips up and down it
and gave a couple squeezes before I realized it was this asshole's cock. His pocket was
empty and he was just getting me to feel him up. I was really pissed but I couldn't let
him know it. After this prank he owed me and I was sure to get a nice tip if I just held
my cool.
Taking my hand out of his pocket I said in my best blond ditsy voice, "There
wasn't anything in there."
He and his dumb ape friends all laughed. "You was feeling something, baby!"
He reached up and brushed my hair back, lightly massaging my cheek with his thumb.
"I'm sorry, baby. I meant it was in this pocket." He moved his hands and held open his
other front pocket.
How long was this shit going to go on? I smiled and pushed my hand into his open
pocket. At least I knew his cock was on the other side. I looked down to make sure he
hadn't moved it.
There was a long bulge stretching from his zipper down along his left leg. Shit, it
stretched half way down his thigh. I had never seen a cock that big. This guy was really
hung. Of course
I found nothing in his other pocket, either.
He laughed out loud again and I giggled like an idiot along with him. "I'm just
plain' with you, baby. I gots yo' money." He turned around and winked at the gorillas on
the sofa. They had
opened the boxes and were all eating slices. "But if you want it, you goin' have to work
for it."
What the hell did that mean?
He reached around and pulled out a wad of twenties from his back pocket. Damn,
this guy was loaded. He stepped back next to the sofa, leaving me alone in the center of
the room.
"Turn around, baby," he ordered, waving the money around. Great, what did these
monkeys want now?
"Oh, come on," I pleaded, trying to sound meek and friendly. "I really have to get
back to the shop. Can't you just give me my money?"
"Baby, if you want yo' money you gonna have to turn around. Slowly."
Fine. I lifted my arms out and slowly turned. The men were all giving me their
undivided attention. After I turned I did a little curtsey and held out my palm, face up.
"Ok, baby, now pull yo' top up."
What the fuck? "I'm sorry but I really have to be getting back. Couldn't I just
have my money, please?"
"If you in a rush to get back then you better hurry up and do what I tell you."
What an asshole. Well, maybe if I showed them my tits I could just get out of
here. Yeah, besides, they were sure to give me a big tip then. It looked like this guy had
plenty of money for it.
Figuring if I was going to do it, I might as well do it right, I took a really
deep breath and arched my back. My tits thrust out, stretching the fabric of my top up,
uncovering the bottom half of my ample boobs. Then I grabbed the bottom the top and pulled
it up high, holding it to my chin. I panned around so the guys on both sofas had a good
look.
Still holding my shirt up, exposing both my naked breasts, I asked with a smile,
"Can I have my money now, sir?"
"You half way there, baby," he said. "Now all you gotta do is take your skirt
off."
Shit. "I really don't think I should do that," I said, dropping my shirt.
"Sweetheart, don't you want yo' money?" he asked as he peeled of three bills from
his wad.
I looked around at the men on the sofas. They were all still grinning at me. They
were obviously pretty wasted so I figured they were harmless. If I could get a good tip
here I could just
go home after this. I unzipped my skirt and let if fall to my feet, showing the men my
skimpy red bikini panties. I stepped away from them and did another spin for the guys.
"Ok?" I asked.
"Very nice, baby," the money man said with an evil leer. "Very nice." After a
pause he continued, "Now all you gots to do is take off yo' top again."
"But I already did that," I whined.
"Yeah, but not at the same time."
Oh, fine. I had already done it once so what difference did it make. I pulled my
top up, not quite as far, just revealing my nipples.
"Satisfied?" I asked.
"Yo' heart ain't in it, baby. Take the shirt all the way off."
Like I didn't see that coming. Reluctantly I pulled my top off and tossed it on to
my skirt. There I now stood, dressed only in my panties and lacey socks and shoes. The
money man held his
fist out, facing down and pointed his finger. He made a little twirling motion. I lifted
my arms and spun around again, slowly. Those animals all clapped and made hooting sounds.
They were
really getting off on my humiliation.
I faced the money man and put my hands on my hips. Smiling at him I asked, "Can I
please have my money now?"
"You very close, baby. Now you just have to take off those panties." My face
reddened. "Just for a minute, baby. We a bunch of lonely guys and you would just make our
night. I'll make
sure you get a real nice tip."
I had gone too far to back out now. They obviously weren't going to be satisfied
until they had seen it all. I hooked my thumbs in the waist strap of my panties and yanked
them down. I threw them over to the rest of my clothes. The men all stared raptly at my
sparse blond bush. Now I was before them, completely naked except for my pumps and socks.
How did I get in this situation? Maybe it was that pot smoke. Without waiting to be told I
slowly turned around. Their reaction was even more wild than the last time.
The money man walked over to me as I turned. I was a little startled. He stood
between me and my clothes. That was making me kind of nervous. I tried to move around him
to get to my clothes but he cut me off. I tried to go around the other side but he just
moved to block me again. I gave him an exasperated look and he just laughed at me. He
stepped towards me and I stepped back.
"Baby, there's only one way out of here."
Oh, shit! What did that mean?
He kept walking towards me and I kept backing up. My legs bumped into the low
center table and I fell over. The money man towered over me. I was sprawled naked on the
floor at his feet. I sat up. The other men had stood up and moved around us. I was
blocked out. The table was behind me and black men were at my front and sides. There was
no where for me to go. My face was eye level with their crotches. I didn't dare stand up.
I couldn't think of any way out of this.
I panicked as the money man started unzipping his pants. I began trembling. What
did this damn nigger think was I was going to do? How could I get him to stop? He pulled
his pants down slowly. He had on no underwear. His giant cock was being uncovered, inch by
inch. Was this asshole trying to tease me? When his pants finally got over the head his
black monster sprang up. I couldn't believe how huge it was. I had never seen a cock that
big in my life. It was like a giant log of Pillsbury cookie dough, double chocolate, of
course. I had thought that the white boys I had been with all had decent equipment but
none of them had even half of this. He was uncircumcised, something I had never seen
before. The foreskin was like a hood, with the dark cockhead half peeking out. For some
reason, at the sight of his big black cock, my fear faded away. I didn't really understand
it but my fear was being replaced with something else. The over-sized rock hard manhood
hovering before my eyes was making my pussy start to get wet. I was disgusted with myself
and tried to fight back the lust that I felt building, but I couldn't look away from that
giant cock.
The other men began pulling their pants down, too. Didn't any of these dirty pigs
wear underwear? Black men were all animals. They also all seemed to have huge cocks. They
must have each been at least 12 inches long. All of them were uncut. It made them seem
even more barbaric, if that was possible. I was feeling overwhelmed by all the black cock
meat surrounding me. I thought I was going to faint. My nostrils filled with the powerful
scent of male sweat and hormones. The white guys I had been with were all little boys
compared with these real men. They only had tiny pink worms compared to these long black
snakes. I felt my willpower fading away as I knelt naked, surrounded by giant black cocks,
all pointing at my face.
The money man pushed his hips forward, bumping his large round cockhead against my
lips. I didn't resist as he pushed his dick into my mouth.
"Suck it," he commanded.
Any self-control I had faded away. Hesitantly at first, and then eagerly, I fell
to blowing him, swallowing as much of his massive tool as I could. My mouth had never been
so full. I had always been the one in charge when it came to sex, but these men, these
strong, powerful black men, had dominated me completely. My head was full of passion and
lust. They could do anything they wanted to me and I was powerless to resist.
They all took turns shoving their hard cocks down my throat. I licked and sucked
them, savoring their gooey pre-cum. They huddled tightly around me, their dicks all trying
to push into my mouth at once. Whatever cock I wasn't sucking on was bouncing off my face.
I was quickly getting covered in a thin film of sticky pre-cum. After 10 or 15 minutes
they realized that none of them were going to get satisfied if they only let each other
have a few moments in my mouth. I had sucked on each cock 5 or 6 times and they were all
glistening wet from my saliva. They pulled me up and tossed my down on all fours on one of
the sofas.
They all crowded around me. I felt hands grip my ass and pull my cheeks apart. A
hard cockhead pressed into the soft folds of my moist pussy lips. The head rubbed between
my lips for a few moments before pushing into my pussy. The cock sank a few inches in. It
was so thick I thought I was going to pass out from the pain. The cock began sliding in
and out, digging in a few inches deeper each time. I quickly got use to the size and
started to enjoy the sensations. My pussy felt full for the first time in my life. Damn
these black men knew how to fuck.
My head was hanging down between my shoulders, sweat dripping from my brow.
Someone grabbed my hair and yanked my head up. I found a cock being wagged in front of my
face. I willingly opened my mouth and that cock was shoved in. It was pumped rapidly in
and out, almost all of it being jammed down my throat. I had deep-throated dicks before
but they had only been little white boy cocks so they didn't really count. This huge foot
long black log felt like it was reaching almost down to my belly. I relaxed my muscles as
much as I could to try and make it as easy as possible for the cock to move down my
throat. The black men fucking me soon feel into an easy rhythm, like they had practice
fucking a girl at the same time. After another ten minutes or so of pounding my holes they
both began spunking. They shot wave after wave of hot cum deep into me. My holes were
flooded with their tangy black man love cream. I swallowed as much as I could of the cum
in my mouth but a lot of it still spilled over my lips and down my chin. I couldn't
believe how much cum their giant balls held. Finally they finished with me and moved away.
Their three friends quickly moved in. I didn't even have time to try and lick up
the cum dripping off my face. One of the black guys pushed his way under me, lying down on
the sofa. He grabbed my hips and pulled me on top of him. He held his dick in one hand and
guided it towards my sopping pussy. I easily fell down on it, the entire shaft sinking
into my used and abused cunt. His hands moved up my body and began mauling my breasts,
pinching and pulling on them. Another pair of hands squeezed my ass cheeks and spread them
apart. I thought I knew what was coming next but I was wrong. The guy kneeling behind me
tried to cram his dick into my already filled pussy. He shoved his meat hard into my cunt,
pushing past his friend's cock, both stretching my cum filled hole to the breaking point.
I let out a loud scream which was soon muffled by a dick being popped into my mouth. Two
foot long cocks buried themselves in my pussy canal, pushing in as deep as they could go.
The pain was all-consuming. Tears ran down my cheeks. I barely noticed the giant tool
pounding my mouth, balls slapping against my chin. When one of the cocks finally pulled
out my aching pussy I sighed in relief. The man behind me started working his now lubed up
meat into my asshole and that pain was actually a relief after having my pussy so packed.
The three men banged my holes fast. They moved in unison, pulling out until just
their cockheads were in my holes and then slamming all the way in, burying their entire
cocks to the base. I was practically bursting from all the cock jamming into me. The
orgasm that had been building in my pussy exploded, sending shock waves through my entire
body. I was transported into a state of pure ecstasy. It was only then that I realized I
had never really climaxed before. If it took three black cocks to produce that sensation
within me, then so be it. That's what I would have from now on.
The three-way continued for at least 15 minutes. The cock in my ass was the first
to erupt. Cum rushed out of his dick, flooding my asshole. He kept fucking me as he
spunked so the cum was being pushed all over the place by his dick. The guy in my pussy
came next, filling my pussy with his warm seed. He kept his dick buried in to the hilt as
he shot off so all his cum blasted into my womb. At the sight of his buddies ejaculating
the man in my mouth let loose, too. He pumped his load down my throat. I had to gulp fast
to swallow it all. His cock wouldn't stop cumming. I was really enjoying the taste so I
didn't mind but I was starting to think he wasn't ever going to finish. He finally did
though and he pulled his softening cock from my mouth. He wiped it off in my hair.
The men all got up and left me exhausted on the sofa. I lay down for a few moments
as the cum over-flowed from my holes. The money man walked over to me, a big stupid grin
on his face, his long soft cock dangling freely between his legs, and he tossed five
twenties on top of me. Cool, I thought. With that much dad would think I had worked all
night and I could still go party with my friends. I was pretty worn out from fucking those
five cocks though and didn't really feel like going to see my friends anymore. I could
just go home and go to bed but that didn't sound like much fun either. No one had bothered
to put their clothes back on. I looked around at the five giant black cocks and decided
that I would stay here for a little bit longer. At least until these assholes made me
orgasm like that again. Obviously, this is where I was going to be spending my Saturday
nights from now on.
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