Liz is on her last pizza run for the night. She’s trying to be a good delivery girl cause she’s helping her dad out at his pizzeria. His regular driver called in sick and being a good daughter, she took his place.
Her ambition is to be a model, if she was taller, or an actress, if she had talent, but basically she just works on her tan. She rings the doorbell and looks up from her pizza cozy as it opens. A tall, dark and handsome Latin guy in his early twenties stands there. He knows he’s good looking but never flaunts it. She stammers, coughs, then clears her throat, and starts over.
“Pineapple and Ham extra cheese.”
“That’s me.”
He smiles giving her the perfect opportunity to say something smart-ass. It crosses her mind but instead pulls the pizza out of the warming cozy and hands him the pizza box. She plays with her bleached blond ponytail that sticks out of her baseball cap.
She sees someone walk out from the kitchen to the door. She does a double take and thinks she’s seeing double. A mirror image of the athletic tan Adonis walks up to his twin.
“You got extra cheese, right.”
“Yeah.”
Liz searches her mind for an icebreaker. She sees the basketball hoop in the driveway.
“How much do we owe you?”
“Double or nothing.” She says with a smirk.
They guys look at each other with question marks on their faces .
“What?”they both say in unison.
“I’ll shoot you hoops for the pizza. If I win you pay double for it, if you win, you get it for free.” Liz explains.
“You got deal there, girly.”
“I’m Liz, the girly who’s going to beat you.”
“I’m Connor and this is my brother Scott. Which one of us do you want to take on?”
“Both of you. We’ll play a game of cat.”
“But won ‘t you get fired for not delivering?”
“This I was my last stop. I’m off now.”
“Cool. So any trick shots go?” asks Scott.
“Sure, but no dunking.”
Connor sets the pizza on the counter then grabs the basketball. He tosses it to the spunky spitfire. She dribbles through her legs with ease then calls the shot.
“Left handed hook from three-point land.”
She does her version of the left-handed sky-hook and makes the shot with a swish.
The boys look at each other and laugh. She hands Scott the ball. He hits the rim and ball bounces off and out. an air ball.
“You guys got C’s,” she boasts.
She takes the ball calls her shot, “Right handed hook for three.”
She stands on the three-point line and makes her shot. The boys aren’t used to hook shots from that distance.
“An A for you and an A for you. Reverse left handed lay-up.” She calls.
She takes the ball and drives to the net. Liz dribbles between her legs and spins at the backboard underneath the basket. She trades hands and does the reverse left-handed lay-up. She puts her finger to her butt cheek and makes a sizzle sound.
Connor tells his brother, “Just pay her the money.”
“You’re ambidextrous aren’t you?” asks Scott.
“I can do anything with both hands.”
“I find that hard to believe.” Says Scott.
” I smell a bet here.” She smirks.
“Double or nothing.” Inquires Scott.
“Name it.”
“I’ll bet you can’t…” Scott stops.
“Can’t what?” She asks.
“No, I better not say.” He blushes.
“Come on you nasty boy, what were you thinking.”
“Nothing.” He says.
“I’ll bet you think I can’t jerk you two off at the same time. I’ll I bet can get the two of you to cum at the same time.” She proudly states.
“What are we betting for?” asks Connor.
“Slavery.”
“What?” Both together.
“If I win, you two have to be my slaves tonight. If you win I’ll do anything you ask.” She tells them.
“You have a bet.”
The three of them go inside and she sits in the middle of the couch.
“Okay boys, take off your clothes.”
In a Flash she watches the Statues of David pull off their tees in one motion and pull down their jeans. They toss off their Nikes and MJ socks and stand there in their boxers, albeit Connor has on a pair of “Sponge Bob Square Pants smoking a joint” briefs to his slight embarrassment and to his brothers taunting. She waits to see the main attraction.
The tanned brothers look at each other to see who pulls down first. They nod and they pull them down together. Two gorgeous half-stiff cocks appear to her dreams delight. She loves to masturbate while thinking of fat pricks and big balls and she’s going to memorize these two for later reference. Her pussy floods her panties with cunt juice and the thought of having both pricks in her hands sends the second flood.
“Where’s your turbo jar of Vaseline?” She asks.
“In the bathroom, I’ ll get it,” says Scott.
“No, you boys sit down and save room for me in the middle. I’ll get the lube.”
She finds the bathroom and checks the drawers for any sign of girlfriend pussy products. She finds an assortment of fresh toothbrushes and a few boxes of flavored douches. She gets the jar of Vaseline and heads back to the living room. The boys sit there watching sports center.
“If you boys think you can watch sports scores and that will keep you from squirting, you have another thing coming.”
She turns off the TV and turns on the stereo. She finds her favorite station. Rock music thunders from the speakers. She tosses the jar to Connor then begins to dance for the naked boys. All those years at the Bob Fosse academy of dance pay off in spades, or shall we say, pricks. Her moves are as smooth as silk and she adds stripper steps to her jazz dance. The boys see part cheerleader, part stripper, part showgirl and their growing cocks show their appreciation.
She looks at their erect cocks standing proud for her and more marinate drench her silkies. She lifts off her tee a bit showing off her flat sexy stomach. She lifts some more and shows the tanned bottom of her rather big for her size tits. boys know that something heavenly awaits as soon as the curtain rises some more. She caresses her stomach as she rocks her hips. The music gets a little wilder and she throws her head back. Her hands go under her breasts and she and cups them.
The boys watch intensely wishing their hands were under her breasts. She dances and her hands go under the tee and hiding from view. The boys know she’s squeezing her boobs under that tee. She pouts her lips and coos and the boys can see that her fingers went to her nipples. She looks at their cocks making sure they know what she’s looking at.
She licks her lips then slowly raises the tee. The boys watch as more breasts appear. The tee shirt barely covers her nipples. She shows her pink as a kittens tongue areola then lifts the tee to show the boys her nipples. say hello to the boys. She tosses off her tee shirt and throws it at the boys. It lands on Connor’s face and he sniffs the perfume from her tee then sets it aside to watch more of her show.
She cups her tits and rolls her shoulders to the music. She squeezes them together and pinches her nipples. She pushes her tit up and lowers her head with tongue stretched. She manages a feat men love to see. She licks her nipple like she’s done in the privacy of her bedroom. She lifts her head and smiles at the entranced handsome young men.
“Do you like my tits, boys?”
A question that needs no answer and she keeps dancing. She unbuttons her cutoffs and unzips them. She shows off her black panties. She spins around to the guitar lead then stands in front of the boys. of her face is pure orgasmic.
She twiddles her clit and huffs out air. Her hand disappears deeper and her eyes close and mouth opens in a silent ooh. Her eyes bat as she catches her breath and pulls out a wet finger. the boys and puts her finger in Scott’s mouth. He sucks her pussy juice off her finger. Not to forget Connor, her hand goes for more juicy treasure. She pulls out her wet finger and feeds him her nectar. He sucks with great pleasure.
She pulls down her jean cutoffs and kicks them to the couch. The boys scramble to grab the cutoffs to sniff them and Scott wins. Just in her wet lacy back Trashy Lingerie panties, her sneakers, and socks, she dances like a go-go dancer in a cage at the club. Liz turns her back to the boys then pulls her panties up to hide the crotch between her buttocks. She pulls some more and bends over to show the boys her panties are now up her cunt.
She plays a game of slip and slide the panty in her crotch. She teases like a porn star and the boys love the peep show. She turns back around and faces the boys. She gives them a sexy smile then pulls her panties to her knees . There it is, the main attraction, with a faint wisp of dark pussy hair. Well, it’s no secret who bleaches their blond locks. Her pussy is shaved around her cunt with her labia hidden like a shy girl. The cutest slit with baby camel toe mounds on each side glistens with moisture. She knows her pussy is gorgeous and looks delicious.
Her fingers go to her stomach and caress her abs in a rotating motion. Her other hand squeezes her boob as she pouts her sexy full lips. Her hand goes down her abs to the wispy little square of trimmed pussy hair. short curls as she stares at the boys who stare at her twat.