Hidden Cravings: The Pizza Boy’s Wild Ride
Deep in the woods, under a canopy of whispering pines, Jake and Sophia had escaped the city’s grind for a lust-fueled weekend at their rented cabin. The air hung thick with the scent of damp earth and woodsmoke from the fireplace they’d just stoked. Sophia’s curves strained against her thin tank top, her full breasts heaving as she stretched after their hike. Jake, broad-shouldered with a rugged beard shadowing his sharp jaw, grinned wolfishly. No cash in sight, but hunger—for pizza and more—gnawed at them both.
She rummaged through her backpack, fingers brushing a hidden vibrator tucked in a side pocket, her cheeks flushing at the thought. “Babe, we’re broke,” she murmured, her voice husky from the trail’s exertion. Jake pulled her close, his rough hands sliding under her shorts, teasing the soft flesh of her ass. “No worries. Pizza guy’s gonna get a tip he’ll never forget.”
Her pulse quickened. Sophia’s boyfriend back home, that limp-dicked loser Ethan, couldn’t satisfy her like Jake did. Here, in this isolated haven, her wildest urges bubbled up, begging release.
- Chapter 1: Cabin Heat
- Chapter 2: Unexpected Visitor
- Chapter 3: Bare Essentials 🔥
- Chapter 4: Grip of Ecstasy
- Chapter 5: Stuffed Full 💋
- Chapter 6: Midnight Encore
Chapter 1: Cabin Heat
The cabin’s wooden floors creaked under Sophia’s bare feet as she padded to the kitchenette. Sweat from the hike glistened on her pale skin, her brunette waves cascading wild over her shoulders. Jake lounged on the worn leather couch, his thick thighs spread wide, bulge already tenting his jeans. They’d barely unpacked before tearing into each other—his mouth devouring her dripping slit against the cabin wall, her nails raking his back until he pinned her down, pounding her until she screamed.
But now, stomachs growled louder than libidos. “Order that pepperoni beast,” Jake growled, eyes devouring her ass as she bent over the counter. Sophia dialed, her free hand absentmindedly circling her still-swollen clit through damp panties. The forest outside rustled, leaves whispering secrets, while inside, the air reeked of pine sap and their mingled musk.
“Thirty minutes,” she announced, sauntering back. Jake yanked her onto his lap, grinding up. “Plenty of time to prime you.” His fingers plunged into her soaked folds, two thick digits stretching her, thumb flicking her nub. Sophia moaned, grinding down, tasting salt on his neck as she bit. “Fuck, Jake… you’re gonna make me squirt before he even gets here.”
He chuckled, voice gravelly. “That’s the plan. Let him smell how ready you are.” She rode his hand harder, juices slicking his wrist, the wet schlick echoing off log walls. Her climax hit fast—body shuddering, hot gush soaking his palm. Panting, she slid off, licking her essence from his fingers. Sweet, tangy victory.
They heard the gravel crunch outside. Headlights pierced the dusk. Sophia’s heart raced. This wasn’t planned, but Jake’s wicked grin ignited her hidden fire—the slutty vixen Ethan never unleashed.
Chapter 2: Unexpected Visitor
Tyler, the delivery stud, pulled up in his beat-up truck, pizza box steaming beside him. Tall and athletic, his blonde buzzcut gleamed under the porch light, muscles rippling under a tight uniform shirt from summer construction gigs. College junior, broke as hell, he grabbed the box, inhaling cheesy bliss mixed with… something feral? Pine and pussy?
Knock-knock. Door swung open. Jake in sweatpants, cock outline blatant. Sophia behind, in a sheer robe barely hiding her lacy black bra and thong, nipples poking like diamonds. Tyler’s blue eyes widened, Adam’s apple bobbing. “Uh, pizza for… Jax?”
“Jake,” he corrected, stepping aside. “Come in, man. Storm’s brewing—no way you’re driving back yet.” Thunder rumbled distant, wind howling. Tyler hesitated, boots thudding on wood as he entered, setting the box on the oak dining table scarred from god-knows-what.
Sophia brushed past, her robe gaping to flash creamy cleavage. “Grab your tip, babe?” Jake patted empty pockets. “Shit. No cash.” Tyler shrugged, cheeks pink. “No biggie, really.”
“Bullshit,” Sophia purred, voice like velvet over steel. She dug into her purse—a tiny leather thing—fingers probing. “Damn. Thought there was a hidden twenty in here.” Empty. Jake smirked. “No dough? Guess we’ll improvise.”
Tyler’s gaze flicked to Sophia’s curves, the robe slipping to expose thigh-high stockings. The cabin air thickened, pizza grease scent clashing with her arousal’s sharp tang. Jake clapped Tyler’s back. “What’s your name, kid?”
“Tyler. You guys… partying hard out here?”
Sophia laughed low, eyes sparkling. “Just getting started.”
Chapter 3: Bare Essentials 🔥
Jump to Chapter 4 or Chapter 5.
Jake’s eyes locked on Tyler’s. “How about a peek at these?” He nodded at Sophia’s rack—DDs straining fabric. She gasped, but heat flooded her core. “Jake! You serious?”
“Dead serious. Kid deserves it.” Tyler froze, bulge twitching. “W-wait, what?”
Sophia bit her lip, robe whispering open. Bra unclasped, spilling heavy tits—pink nipples erect, begging. “Holy fuck,” Tyler breathed, voice cracking. The sight: pale globes veined faintly, jiggling with her breath.
Jake palmed one, kneading rough. “Feel ’em. Real deal.” Tyler’s hand trembled, cupping the other. Warm, soft—heavy as ripe fruit. Sophia whimpered, back arching. “Gentle… oh shit, harder.”
Tyler pinched, rolling the peak. She moaned, thighs clenching. Jake twisted hers, eliciting a squeal. “See? Sensitive little bullets.” Fingers flew—twin assaults on her chest. Sophia’s breath hitched, pussy weeping nectar down her legs.
Tyler groaned, tent massive. “This is insane.” Jake chuckled. “Look what you did, Soph. Kid’s packing heat.”
She glanced—jeans strained over a thick ridge. Her hidden nympho stirred. Ethan never got this hard. “Can’t leave you aching,” she whispered.
New twist: She led them to the balcony, night air cool on her bare tits. Stars winked above pines. Tyler’s hands roamed free now, sucking a nipple—wet pop echoing. Sophia ground against his thigh, leaving slick trails. Jake watched, stroking himself through pants. Wind carried her moans into the dark.
Chapter 4: Grip of Ecstasy
Back inside, pizza forgotten, Sophia dropped to knees on the shag rug—coarse fibers biting skin. “Pants off, boys.” Tyler fumbled belt, cock springing free: veiny, seven inches, uncut, precum beading. Jake’s monster followed—nine thick inches, girthy as her wrist.
“Fuck, you’re huge,” she cooed at Tyler, spitting on his shaft. Long fingers wrapped, stroking slow. Velvety skin glided over steel. He bucked, groaning. “Goddamn…”
Her other hand claimed Jake, juggling twins—salty pre on tongue as she licked thumbs. “Like that, Tyler? My hands made for this.” Pump-pump, twist at heads. Wet slaps filled room, her tits bouncing hypnotic.
Jake grunted. “Suck ’em, slut.” She glared playful, but obeyed—lips stretching around Tyler’s tip. No, wait—handjob only? Nah, craving surged. Tongue swirled, hollow cheeks. Tyler’s hips jerked. “Shit, lady—Sophia—gonna blow.”
“Not yet.” She popped off, doubling strokes. Balls tightened—hers squeezed gentle. Jake face-fucked shallow, balls slapping chin. Cabin reeked of cock-musk, her spit dripping strings.
Added scene: Kitchen counter detour. She bent Tyler over it—no, him standing, her perched, jerking while Jake ate her ass from behind. Tongue probing pucker, fingers in cunt. “Taste that hidden rosebud,” Jake mumbled. Tyler watched, mesmerized, as she came—gushing on floorboards.
Back to rug: “Cum for me.” Fists blurred. Tyler erupted first—ropes splattering her tits, hot pearls sliding cleavage. Jake followed, painting face—cheek to chin, salty dribble on lips. She scooped, sucking fingers clean. “Mmm, delicious mess.”
Tyler panted. “Best tip ever.” But cocks twitched, ready more.
Chapter 5: Stuffed Full 💋
Jump to Chapter 6.
“Bed. Now,” Jake commanded. King bed in loft creaked as Tyler lay back, dick flagpoling. Sophia straddled, guiding him in—stretch exquisite, walls clenching. “Fuuuck, you’re thick,” she hissed, sinking balls-deep. Wet squelch, her ass cheeks spreading on his thighs.
Riding slow, tits flopping. Tyler thrust up, hands mauling globes. “Tightest pussy ever.” Jake knelt behind, lubing her ass—spit and her juices. “Gape time.”
Fat head breached ring. Sophia screamed—pain-pleasure blaze. “Rip me open!” Impaled double: Tyler in cunt, Jake in ass. Inches grinding through thin wall. Slaps-pops-fills: skin symphony. Sweat-slick bodies slid, scents pungent—cum, ass, pussy cocktail.
“Feel that? Two cocks owning you.” Jake pounded, balls battering clit. Tyler sucked nipples, biting. Sophia shattered—orbiting ecstasy. “Cumming! Fill me!”
Tyler bucked, flooding womb—hot jets pulsing. Jake roared, ass-climax erupting deep. Overflow: creamy rivers down thighs. She collapsed, quivering, tasting cum-kiss from Tyler’s mouth 💋.
New conflict: Thunder crashes, lights flicker. Storm traps Tyler overnight. “Can’t drive,” Jake says. Sophia grins. “Stay. More fun.”
Chapter 6: Midnight Encore
Shower steamed—hot water cascading over three bodies. Soap suds foamed as Sophia soaped cocks, revival quick. “Round three?” Tyler murmured, fingers in her slit.
Against tiles: Tyler fucked missionary on bench, Jake throat-deep. Gags, slurps, thrusts. She orgasmed again, swallowing Jake’s load—throat bulging.
Dry off, pizza reheated—nude feast. Cheese stringy like cum, laughs echoing. Sophia on table, legs spread. Tyler dove in—tongue lapping folds, Jake ass-fingering.
Finale: Balcony redux. Moonlit DP outdoors—wind chilling cum-smeared skin. Animals howled distant as they synced, Sophia’s wails piercing night. Explosive creampies—dripping eternal.
Dawn broke. Tyler dressed, dazed. “Unreal.” Sophia kissed deep. “Our little hidden secret.” Jake winked. “Unless you want buddies next time.”
Truck faded down drive. Sophia snuggled Jake. “Ethan who?” Cravings sated, for now. 🔥
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