Pizza Boy
Working Man Series Part 1
Written by: vamptasticA
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Summary: Buffys husband is cheating on her, when 19 teen years old Spike shows up at her
door with a delivery, it's Buffy who gets the hottest dish!
Disclaimer: The show Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all of it's characters belong to Joss,
Mutant Enemy, & Fox Prod.
Feedback: vamptasticA@netscape.net
Special Delivery
"Goddamn him!" Buffy fumed as she moved about the
spacious third floor condo blowing out the many candles she had lit for a
romantic evening with her husband. "This is the last straw!!! He thinks he can
fuck around on Buffy Anne Summers and get away with it, he's got another think
coming!"
The phone call moments before had clinched it, "God how stupid
does he think I am?" She raged, "Calling me from that blond bimbos house, did he
forget we have caller ID? No of course not, it's just another way for him to put
me down, to show that he's above me, I'm not good enough for him. Then WHY THE
FUCK DID HE MARRY ME?" Buffy stomped into the living room and sat heavily on the
cream-colored leather couch trying to reign in her anger. "I'll show him, NO ONE
does this to me!"
KNOCK KNOCK
*Who in the hell? Oh it
better not be that little trollop Faith from downstairs looking for dear sweet
Angel, * Buffy thought as she moved to the door and flung it open hard enough to
crack the plaster when it hit the inner wall, *I'll kick her lily
white...............HELLOOOO. *
"I have a pizza delivery
for a miss Faith Evans, large sausage?" The gorgeous hunk of bleached blond
Domino's pizza boy, with the name Spike bold on his nametag, intoned not looking
up from the slip he was reading.
Buffys eyes traveled the length of
his lean body stopping to appreciate all the scenic sites along the way,
especially the prominent bulge in his snug fitting black jeans, *Oh yeah
someone's definitely getting a Special Delivery tonight. *
"I'll say you do. And I could go for a slice of HOT, THICK, Sicilian right about
now!" *Yummmm.....Fuck you Angel!*
Spike's eyes lifted at the sultry
tones only to pop at the sight of the stunning petite blond woman dressed only
in black satin and red lace. Black satin thong held together with tiny red bows,
thigh high black stockings with satin ribbons tied to match the bows on the
underwear at the tops, and a red lace bustier that set off her devils red lips
and creamy complexion. *Jesus...H....*
Artfully draping herself in the
doorway and running a French manicured fingernail down the valley between her
breasts Buffy licked her moist red lips at the thought of this handsome stud
pounding her into the mattress. *And would you look at those eyes, like deep
pools of Caribbean Sea. *
Smiling seductively as she looked into those
very eyes Buffy knew without a doubt she had to have him. Reaching out with one
slender hand she hooked him by the belt loop and tugged him inside the door
giggling when she felt absolutely no resistance at all.
"I didn't order
the pizza, but you my fine-looking delivery man are just what the lady of the
house needs right now." The door slamming shut and being locked behind the
stunned young man finally pulling him from his stupor, *It's a dream, a fucking
fantasy. * The pizza box fell onto the floor unnoticed as Buffy knelt in front
of him on the tile floor, tore open his jeans, took out his already raging cock
*commando...ooo nice* and gave him the blow job of his young life.
"FUCK" Was all that came out amidst the groans and moans and slurping
sounds.
"Mmmm," Buffy hummed around his perfect 10" inch marble hard
prick. Flipping her golden locks back for a moment she looked up at the panting
boy/man as she continued to jerk him off and grinned, "You taste so good lover.
I'm gonna love drinking down your spunk."
"GOD......." Spike's eyes
slammed shut as his head dropped back onto the door his dick getting impossibly
harder at the words of the pocket goddess on the floor attacking his throbbing
manhood like a starving woman. *Bedroom now. * Was all that would penetrate his
lusty thoughts.
Buffy squealed happily as the stranger reached down and
pulled her to her feet only to sweep her into his strong arms, "Bedroom." He
growled at her his hot eyes licking her skin like the flames of an inferno.
"That way," She pointed her panties which were already soaking at the
tongue bath she had given this total complete mystery man, were now beyond
Niagara Falls in wetness.
Striding purposefully to the darkened back
room Spike pushed open the door with one foot and walked in. Carefully setting
her on her feet Spike looked down with a sexy smirk on his finely chiseled
features, "take off your clothes, all except the stockings luv. I wanna see the
little dish, I get to devour before I turn her into my personal feast," His eyes
sparking as he spoke.
Where the hell all the self-confidence was coming
from Spike had no idea but he sure as hell wasn't going to let this oft dreamed
opportunity pass him by without gorging himself on the sweet meat before
him.
Lust practically dripped off Buffy as she pushed the blue eyed
delight into sitting on the bed and straddled his jean clad thighs her knees
balancing on the bed on either side as she ran a slow hand down from her neck to
the tops of her velvety breasts to the snaps at the front of her lace
confection. Slowly, oh so slowly, she unsnapped each and every little snap one
at a time.
Pop Pop Pop
By the time she got to the bottom she
thought she was going to spontaneously combust from want. God, she wanted those
long fingers on her naked breasts.
Winking at him she then slowly, with
one hand covering her breasts, pulled the red lace fabric from her body and let
it fall unforgotten.
"Ooo" she cooed as she felt his still unsheathed
cock jump against the satin of her panties making her grind her pussy lips
through the drenched satin panties into his turgid shaft in
response.
Spike moved her hand from her bared skin and promptly set to
devouring her. Long licks from the tender skin of her neck to the underside of
her bosom with stops to nip at the pebbled nipples capping each creamy mound,
had Buffy squirming even harder against his 10" inch gift from God.
Knowing damn well that if she kept that up he'd cum all over her instead
of in her like he wanted, he grabbed her around the waist and deftly turned them
so that she was now sprawled wantonly across the bed waiting for his sweet brand
of torture.
Buffy watched as the gorgeous stud stood up and began peeling
away the layers of clothing that covered his perfectly cut body. *My god, did I
pick the right guy or did I pick the right guy. * She thought as her hands
drifted down to the sleek bit of material between her spread
thighs.
Spike bit back groan as he watched his fantasy woman start to
touch herself while she watched him undress. Her eyes practically glowed in the
dim moonlit room as she devoured him with her gaze; taking in every inch of his
long, lean body, every joint, every sinew, and every muscle. *If he doesn't do
something right now, I'm gonna scream! *
Finally kicking off his shoes he
dropped to his knees in front of the bed and pulled her to the edge.
Buffy shivered with lust as his roughened hands slid up her outer thighs
to delicately untie the ribbons on either side of her panties before tugging the
fabric from her and dropping it carelessly to the floor.
Gently draping
her knees over his shoulders Spike couldn't help the grin that spread over his
face at her perfectly naked flesh.
"Well, thank god someone appreciates
the trouble of a good wax job!" Buffy giggled feeling carefree lost in the
moment with this total enigma.
"Oh honey, you're about to find out how
much!"
Buffy screeched at the succinctness of his attack. His long
tongue sliding from stem to stern of her hot wet pussy in one delicious swoop,
making her pitch and roll like a rowboat in the ocean. "GOD...." She groaned her
mind adrift with her body in a sensuous sea of skin tingling need.
Spike
closed his eyes and lapped lazily at the sensitive flesh of her nether lips,
taking his time, breathing in her desire and allowing it to feed his own. *She
tastes so damn good. * His thoughts repeating her earlier words as she sucked
him off.
Sliding one hand onto the sensitive skin of her lower abdomen he
gently rubbed circles making the muscles there jump as he slid a long finger on
his other hand along her wet cleft making her arch and squirm on the
bed.
"Oooo PLEASE...." She entreated the young man between her spread
legs and she shifted her body trying to gain more contact from his tongue and
fingers.
Spike took the hint and slid three fingers deep into her greedy
body as he lathed his flattened tongue against her distended
clit.
"Ooh...Oh...OH GOD...OHGOD...OHFUCK...YES..." She screamed in earth
moving orgasm as he thrust the three fingers into her clenching cunt, his digits
moving relentlessly into her, again and again and again. His wonderful lips,
OHGOD, his lips and tongue driving her wild as they lapped every succulent drop
of juice from her. Her hands were tearing at the bed trying, without success to
control the delirious quaking of her tiny body, as her lover paid homage at the
alter of her femininity.
"Uhhh...Uh...Uh..." Buffy was beyond words,
beyond thought, all that was coming now, besides her, was monosyllabic noises in
time with each cresting wave of euphoria.
When his jaw began to tire
Spike pulled his fingers from her body with an obvious squelching sound, lowered
her weakened legs and slid his long body up onto the bed supporting himself over
her.
"Now...I'm going to fuck you pet." He purred as he teased her
opening with his long, hard, rod. "Gonna make you wish I'd never leave you.
Gonna make you beg me to stay."
Buffys mind may have been south of the
Hamptons for the moment, but her body was responding all on it's own as a surge
of pure undiluted lust ran through her making her reply, "Make me
beg."
With a growl Spike raised her legs to wrap around his slender waist
and thrust his full length into her without hesitation.
Buffy screamed
out her pleasure at his welcome invasion. His cock so massive in her tiny body,
she felt as if she were being stretched inside out. She could feel every pulsing
vein in his marvelous tool, it went so deep and it was so fucking huge! She
already knew that this was one man she was going to keep delivering for a LONG
time!
Groaning and dropping his head into her fragrant shoulder Spike had
to pause for a moment to regain his composure as the first thrust inside of this
tiny inferno threatened to have him spilling his load without even a by your
leave.
"So hot," he mumbled to himself near her ear as he panted, "So
goddamned tight. Perfect, bloody fucking perfect."
His words turning her
on more than ever made Buffy wriggle beneath him and thrust up at him trying to
convey her desperate need for his domination.
Running her hands down his
back in restless patterns she turned her head and when Spike lifted his head to
look at her, she pressed her lips against his in a heated kiss of
passion.
Spike groaned as he wrapped his strong arms around the
diminutive blond underneath him, his tongue entangling with hers as he started
the deep thrusts into her willing body that they both craved. Never had it been
this good, never in a million years had Angel ever brought her this much
pleasure, never was she giving this one up.
Buffy rolled her head back
onto the bed as Spike moved down and attacked the heated skin on her neck with a
voraciousness that rivaled a new born animal seeking it's mothers milk.
"OHGOD..." She moaned out to the darkness that covered them. Had anyone
been looking in on them they would have sworn they were seeing an act of love
born on the waves of hedonistic passion and not just the coupling of two lonely
strangers in the night.
As Spike pistoned his cock into her slick channel
he could feel the flutterings of her orgasm beginning around him. Her inner
muscles tightening down, the rush of hot moisture that had him grinding against
her, into her, in the race for that final mind numbing, skyrocketing joy.
Reaching down between their dampened flesh where they were joined intimately,
Spike sought out and found the one spot that sent Buffy screaming into
unforgettable orgasm with a flick of his
fingers.
"OHGOD...OH...YES...NOW...NOW....NOW..." Buffy gasped as her
eyes flew open to stare blindly at the ceiling above her body going rigid as the
man above her pounded into her flesh. "GAAAAH..." She screamed out her fingers
clawing at his soaked back as she went wild underneath him her cunt clenching
and unclenching around the huge shaft penetrating her with the energy of a
jackhammer.
"BLOODY.............FUCK.........." Spike roared above her as
he reached the pinnacle and stepped off the precipice flooding into her with his
hot spunk. His body slammed into her, both lovers whimpering and crying out as
they continued to thrust against each other.
Buffy quivered and shook
beneath him as she started to come down, each explosion from his cock making her
cry out with aftershocks as her body tumbled helplessly back to earth, her
languid limbs falling from around him and onto the bed with a small
thump.
Finally unloading all of his passion from his sated body into the
woman beneath him Spike pulled himself from her dripping snatch and rolled onto
the bed on his back.
Turning her head, Buffy marveled at the muscles
moving below his pale skin as he tried to catch his breath.
"Wow." Was
all she could say.
Spike looked at Buffy and grinned, "Wow indeed."
Reaching out he tugged her body up against his own and placed a gentle kiss on
her swollen lips before smiling again in a way that made Buffy think of a young
wolf.
"So you going to tell me your real name luv? Since you said you
aren't the bird that ordered the pizza?"
"Buffy. Buffy Summers." She said
somewhat shyly. Which was silly really considering she had all but attacked the
poor pizza boy.
"What's so funny pet?" Spike asked as her giggles turned
into full fledged laughter.
"Dominos....They sure do
deliver!"
"Deliver anytime you want from now on." Spike said with a
mischievous glint in his blue eyes.
"Oh baby, you just made my grocery
list for the rest of your life! Pizza forever!"
Wrapping her arms around
this remarkable young man's chest Buffy's smile never wavered as she thought of
being able to tell Angel that he was being dumped for the pizza
boy.
THE END - -
Working Man Series Part 2
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