Pizza delivery

I snapped out of my dazed stupor and tried to concentrate on my homework. I didn’t get it in the slightest. I was in my junior year of college and I was failing math. If I didn’t pass math I wouldn’t have enough credits to graduate.

I had spent the nearly three months living on my own. I was single that was to be expected. I always got the exact opposite of what I wanted. I would spend hours just lying around and dream about what it would be like to have a girlfriend. It often made me cry. I was desperate, but could never work up the courage to talk to those I wanted. 

I snapped out of my dazed stupor for the second time when I heard a nock on the door. I frowned, who would want to talk to the poor overworked dyke living in the small apartment at the end of the hall. I dragged myself off of the bed and went to the door. I opened the door.

"Hello, I uh have a pizza for Ms. Peterson?" said the pretty girl in a delivery uniform. She had a nervous smile on her face and the uniform looked slightly to big. So the uniform was baggy. I felt a faint twinge between my legs. I had a bad feeling about this. I hadn’t ordered pizza,
"I, uh um am sorry, do you wanna um share the pizza. She said, I saw a faint blush n her cheeks. "Oh this sounds so creepy, just like something out of a horror flick. I assure you my intentions are completely innocent, well mostly." 

I could barely believe what I was hearing. This was the most positive attention I had ever gotten from such a beautiful woman. I stood there not really sure what I should say.

"Uh, sure" I stammered feeling my own cheeks starting to turn red. I let her into my tiny apartment. Oh why didn’t I keep it cleaner? I tried to stammer out an apology for the mess. She laughed and told me that hers wasn’t much better. I led her over to my table and cleared the papers off it. 

I motioned for her to set the pizza down on the table while I went to get plates. As I left the room I had the strangest feeling that she was staring at my ass. I told myself it was wishful thinking. I grab the plates and stumble numbly back into the living room. I jumped and dropped the plates.

She had pulled her shirt off over her head. Underneath she was wearing a sheer tank top that barely covered her large breasts. "Oh dear" she said and got down on her hands and knees to help e pick up the pieces of the broken plates. As we were picking up the shards she would keep reaching across me to pick up shards. Her arm conveniently brushing my breasts.

My breath was getting short and my hands were beginning to get shaky. We both reached for the same piece and her hand ended up on mine. I froze like a deer in headlights. She squeezed my hand and then ran her hand up along my arm. She shifted closer to me. I backed up until my back was against the wall. She leaned in closer to me.

"What are you doing?" I stammered
"Isn’t it obvious?" She said in a low husky voice " I’m seducing you"
"Why?" was all I could say.
"Because I want to" she whispered. She leaned in close enough that I could feel her breath, warm on my face. I shuddered and tried to find a way out. There was no way out. I had no reason why I wanted to run, I just wanted to. 

All thoughts of running fled as I felt the softest lips I ever felt pressed against mine. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me closer. I felt my arms come up and circle around her shoulders. Damn she was a good kisser.

When she finally pulled away I started to ask her some stupid question. But before I could finish she had kissed me again. I felt her hand run up greedily between my legs. When her hand came to rest on my crotch I gasped. She started unbuttoning my pants and slid her other hand up my shirt and rubbed at my breasts. She started kissing my neck and face. I was in utter heaven.

She slipped my pants off of me and pulled back. She looked me in the eyes and smiled. "I’m hungry" was all she said and lowered her head into my crotch. Slowly kissing her way up my thighs. She slid my panties off and buried her tongue deep in my dripping slit. I felt an orgasm of monstrous proportions baring down on my pussy. Just before it hit; I woke up!

Someone was knocking at my door. I wanted to scream in rage. It had been a dream. I got up and opened the door. There she was standing there in that to big pizza deliverywoman outfit. She was as beautiful as ever. I smiled, knowing exactly what was going to happen.