Josh forgot he had a pizza coming, not just any pizza, an extra large, extra cheese, loaded with pepperoni pizza.
Hearing the door bell, he threw on a pair of sweats and went to answer the door.
A blast of chilly rain hit his bare chest when he opened the door. Seeing rain splatter the pizza box, he pulled it in, dragging in the delivery person as his door was splashed with water. Josh raced his precious pizza into the kitchen, checked it to make sure it wasn't drenched and the cheese didn't run off the sides. Happy it was okay, he suddenly remembered the driver at the door.
"Wow! You're a mess!"
Smiling at the look he'd gotten, Josh snagged a towel from the bathroom. She did indeed look like a mess, but a sexy mess. She set to drying her disheveled hair first. Josh thought it might be blonde, but the heavy rain turned it to a darker, fine silky tangle.
Her tank top stuck to her body, clinging over her breasts. Tan, bare shoulders, streaks of water slowly running down her skin. Josh was not able to suppress a growl. The pounding rain and the towel over her head, hands busy drying her hair, she never heard it.
"Twenty two fifty,please."
The towel moved down to her chest, above her tank top. With a quick wipe, the towel slipping inside her tank, surely drying her breasts. As quick as it is for Josh to swallow a sip of water, for his Adam's apple to bob, his cock grew from its sleeping coil to its full, pulsating length.
Her daisy dukes, their blue darker in color, they looked painted on her hips. His hands clenched.
His white towel ran down and up her legs, drying the streaks on her tan skin. He saw it bundle in between her legs, attempting to dry the dampness there. His towel now holds her scent, it will never be washed again.
Josh lost it.
The water in her shorts splashed through her panties, into the crack of her ass, squirming in her cheeks when Josh pinned her to the wall.
His body, read hot with desire, smashed against her's. He burned through her clothes, chasing the chills out of her body. His cock pulsed on her mound, making her blush as a new wetness touched her panties.
Rough hands flew under her tank, squeezing dank water out of her bra as he cupped her tits, hands a vice on them.
His legs spread her's, pivoting, his cock wedged between her legs, furiously rubbing as his thighs, under her's, lifted her a few inches off the floor.
Sweet pain! His teeth grinding her sharp nipples. She never noticed her tank and bra lay in a wet heap on the floor.
His mouth is a furnace down her body, lips, strips of fire, making her skin smoke, breath, blasts of heat.
He follows the pulling down of her daisy dukes, sucking the dripping rain off her panties, following her scent, licking rain and cum as it seeps through the thin material.
She is naked, she knows it and feels it. Josh joins her, letting his sweats fall down his legs. Her blue eyes see the muscles bulging in every part of his body as he pushes her down to the floor. His cock twitches in her mouth like his muscles do. He forces it past her lips, filling her mouth with its girth. He grabs her hair, damp tangles bunched in his fists. He fucks her mouth, stuffing all of him in, moving, dancing his hips, showing her what her pussy will have soon. The taking of her mouth has her pussy dripping, lips spreading in want.
He growls, "I might take your sexy ass too!" She wouldn't mind a bit. He has a huge cock, its length longer then the crack. He bends her down, forcing her cheeks to spread. His sword fills her cunt, forcing it open, pounding into her. He pulls her hair as he thrusts, fucking her pussy. Her legs buckle as she cums, his cock as wet as she was when she entered his house.
Trembling in her mouth, swelling, he bursts, grabbing her head. Josh squirts and squirts, making her cheeks swell, some cum dribbles down her bottom lip, landing on her tits. He groans, then pants as he empties himself into her mouth.
She stares up at him, his cum thick in her mouth, swallowing, she says, "next time you pick up the pizza."