Kinky sex and Pizza

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Justin had just finished ordering pizza which would be here in about 30 mintues or more depending because Justin order so much pizza. You see Justin wanted to have sex but also wanted pizza so yea..

When justin walked back in the room he pushed you back and layed ontop of you. Justin dragging his tongue along your neck as his hands roam up your sides, making their way to your breasts. Once his fingertips make contact with the side of them, he slowly moves them over, gently running over your nipples. They stay soft until Justin starts to rub them between his finger and his thumb, pushing down with a little pressure as he does.

You bite down on your lip and lift your head off your pillow to try and see what he's doing. You let out a moan as his tongue swirls hotly on your neck. His warm breath hits the spot, making it cool, causing you to lightly scrape your teeth over your bottom lip. Your head hits the pillow again when you feel him move his lips across your collarbone.

His fingers begin to start pinching at your hardened nipples as his lips move down, placing kisses between the space between your breasts. His hands move back down to your hips, while his mouth moves over to your right breast and takes your nipple in his mouth. His tongue twirls around your bud before taking it between his teeth and nipping on it, pulling it up with his teeth.

As the sensation begins to pool within your stomach, your hands move to grab Justin's hair. Your fingers pull at his hair as his mouth finishes working on your breasts and he kisses a trail down your stomach, stopping at your pelvis.

He looks up at you, licking his lips and moving his fingertips to squeeze your hips. His hands move to unbutton your jeans and pulls them down along with your panties. Once he pulls them both off of your ankles, he moves one hand to hold your ass. His uses his other hand and his knee to spread your thighs apart.

You can feel that bundle of pleasure and nerves surge lower as cool air hits your entrance. You're fighting the instinct to close your legs by trying to focus on anything but what Justin is doing to you. Your fingers start pulling at his hair rougher as you feel lips lazily grazing your inner thigh.

"Justin, please," you whimper in a panty moan, wiggling your hips against his face.

He chuckles, making quick short breaths hit against your pussy. "You'll just have to be a little patient," he says, licking his lips again. "I can feel how heated you are because of me," he teases.

You let out another moan, lightly giving his face a buck with your hips. As you do, you feel his fingertips dig into the flesh of your ass. You get him back by yanking on his hair.

He slightly grunts, turning it into a growl as the fingers on his other hand tap on your pussy lips, sending a quivering feeling to your muscles inside. Then he begins pushing his fingertips against you harder, sending a jolting reaction as your muscles clench in surprise. He leans his face onto your clit, kissing down on it as his fingers slowly enter you.

You close your eyes and moan as you feel him make the push every seconds as his fingers make their way inside of you. You suck in a breath as his knuckles flex teasingly as they make their pass. It is only two so far but, you can't help but to react at the intrusion.

His tongue slides past his lips as he starts lapping at your clit, feeling your folds glide against the flat of his tongue. His strong hold on your ass helps him bring you closer to his mouth as he licks and digs his fingers inside your center.

Your moans are louder as you push your head down onto the pillow, your lower half feeling like it is on fire. You arch your back, bringing your hips up to give him a new angle for his fingers to explore. They plunge upwards, your muscles tightening around them, pulsing on them as your juices being to coat his fingers from your producing folds. The wetness helps his fingers slide up and down with much more ease as Justin begins to pick up his pace. As he pumps, he lets his tongue lick down your clit and go down further to where his fingers show out of your entrance. His tongue licks up any of your juices that manage to leak past his fingers.

"That's a girl," he finally says as he feels your muscles loosening up around their hold on his fingers, letting him make the choice that you're ready for a third finger. The two that are already inside begin to curl and twist, bringing more of your wetness to land on his tongue.

Your pant slowly, breathing in again as you feel the sharp push of him fitting another finger inside of you. This time he didn't waste any time to let you adjust as he shoves all three up as far as he can, forcing your eyes to close and for you to clench down on him hard. Your swollen center lubricate his fingers as it uses your juices to try and relieve your insides.

"Come on, you've got to be there by now, baby," he urges as your tightness stops him from moving. "Just let it all out."

With a low whimper, you convince your body to give into what he wants, to let the pleasure consume you instead of the spastic pain you are feeling right now. You let out a long exhale as you begin to feel yourself slowly come down from your hitch. Your hips land back down on the mattress, your chest heaving as you let out a pleasured cry with your juices trickling to let loose before they drain out onto Justin's fingers and down his arm to his elbow.

Even afterwards, your body is still on high alert as your breathing is still heavy and your inner muscles are still heightened on sensitivity as Justin's fingers drag themselves out of you at a torturous pace, scraping your walls dry as they do.

A few mintues later the doorbell rang and Justin threw on his boxers and some sweats and told you to cover up as he opened the door. The pizza man stood there looking right at you.

Before Justin shut the door chuckling you heard the pizza boy mumble "Damn, sex with Pizza. That's my type of relationship goal."

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