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Strangers in the Summer Nights

Copyright© 2025 by TopherLovesLeigh

Chapter 7

True Story Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Topher indulges Leigh’s new found sexual fetish....fucking strangers!

Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/Fa   Fa/Fa   Consensual   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   True Story   Sharing   Slut Wife   Wife Watching   Humiliation   Light Bond   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Orgy   Swinging   Interracial   Black Male   White Female   Hispanic Male   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   Double Penetration   Exhibitionism   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Tit-Fucking   Voyeurism   Water Sports   Big Breasts   Public Sex  

The doorbell rang again, its insistent chime echoing through the house, as Leigh hurried to answer it. She turned the knob and stepped back, pulling the door wide open. The delivery guy, a lanky young man with a face marred by youthful acne and a fuzz of a mustache and beard, stood before her, his eyes widening in shock as he took in the sight of Leigh standing nude in the doorway. He was several inches shorter than Leigh, his thin frame clad in a simple uniform, his hands clutching the pizzas as if his life depended on it. Because of his youthful appearance, she thought him to be about sixteen years old. Leigh, unperturbed by her nudity, stepped back a little further into the foyer and invited him in with a casual wave of her hand.

“Come on in,” she said, her voice smooth and confident.

The delivery guy followed her inside without a moment’s hesitation, his eyes already roving over her body, taking in every curve and line. With a nervous squeaky voice, he started his spiel, checking to see if the order was correct but was too shocked to finish. Leigh took the pizzas from him, the warmth of the boxes seeping into her hands, and set them down on the counter in the kitchen. She noticed us watching from the veranda through the sliding glass doors and gave us a knowing glance, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. The delivery guy, meanwhile, couldn’t take his eyes off Leigh, his gaze locked onto her firm, rounded ass as she sauntered away, and then onto her hairless pussy as she returned. There was a noticeable bulge in his shorts, his arousal evident as Leigh stepped back into the foyer, with the cash for the pizzas in her hand.

“Here you go,” Leigh said, handing him the money.

Reaching out for the cash, his hand shaking slightly, the delivery guy took it from her. Leigh didn’t move, her eyes locked on his, a seductive pout playing on her lips.

“How about a tip?” she asked, her voice a low purr. “Would a blowjob do the trick?”

His mouth agape and his eyes wide with disbelief, he looked like a deer caught in headlights, unable to comprehend the situation. Leigh didn’t wait for his response. With a confident smile, she dropped to her knees in front of him, her movements graceful and fluid. She caressed the bulge in his shorts for a moment, her touch light and teasing, before she unbuckled his belt and pulled his shorts and underwear down to his ankles, his cock springing free, already hard and throbbing.

Leaning forward, Leigh kissed his cock a couple of times, her lips soft and gentle against his hot skin. She then took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head. The delivery guy closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and let out a loud, guttural groan, his body submitting to the pleasure. Leigh began to suck him in earnest, her head bobbing up and down, her hand wrapping around his shaft, sliding in unison with her mouth. With her left hand, she gently played with his balls, rolling them in her palm, her touch light and feather-like.

“Do you like the way I suck your cock?” Leigh asked, pulling back for a moment, with a sultry smile on her lips, and her sparkling eyes locked on his.

“Oh yessss!” he responded, with a groan of pure pleasure. “You are just absolutely beautiful! I can’t believe this is happening!”

Leigh’s smile widened, and she took him back into her mouth, her pace quickening, her hand and mouth working in tandem to bring him to the brink of orgasm. It only took a few more minutes of her talented mouth and hand working in unison before the delivery guy was moaning loudly, his body tensing as he exploded in Leigh’s mouth. She was surprised at the volume of his ejaculation, doing her best to catch all of his cum in her mouth, but some drooled down her chin, coating her skin in a shiny, white sheen.

She stood up, and the delivery guy pulled her close, his hands immediately going to her large, perfect breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, his fingers digging into her skin. He then slid his hands down her body, cupping her firm ass, his touch becoming more insistent, more dominant. His sudden dominance aroused Leigh even more, and she felt an uncontrollable desire to have his cock buried deep inside her pussy.

Forcefully pushing him away, Leigh turned her back to him and bent at the waist, leaning against the front door, her ass presented to him, her legs spread to accommodate the height difference between them. The delivery guy didn’t need any convincing. With his shorts still around his ankles, he waddled up behind her, his recovered prick hard and ready. He aimed his cock at her sopping wet pussy and thrust his hips forward, pushing past her vaginal lips, filling her completely.

Arching her back, Leigh moaned as he entered her. She pushed back against him, urging him deeper. He began to move, pushing his hips forward, his cock plunging in and out of her tight, wet slit. Leigh spread her legs further, giving him better access, allowing him to penetrate her deeper. Wrapping his hands around Leigh’s slim waist, the delivery guy began to roughly pump his cock in and out of her, his body slapping against hers.

After about two dozen strokes, Leigh’s body tensed, her muscles clenching as she burst into a powerful orgasm, her hands slipped from the door, her body bending deeply at her waist as she rode out the waves of pleasure. The delivery guy continued to pound into her, his body moving with a frenzied intensity, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Before Leigh had even finished cumming, the delivery guy slammed his prick deep into her pussy and ejaculated, his body shuddering with the force of his release.

“My god, you are so hot!” he panted, his body slumped over hers, his cock still pulsing inside her.

The delivery guy pulled out of Leigh’s satisfied pussy, his sperm dripping down her inner thighs, coating her skin in a sticky, white mess. Leigh helped him put his clothes back in order, her hands gentle and efficient as she tucked him back into his shorts and pulled up his zipper. She then escorted him to the door, her arm linked through his, her body pressed against his side.

“Thank you for bringing the pizza,” she said, as she opened the door for him to leave.

The delivery guy stepped out, turning to look at her one last time before he left, a look of pure awe and disbelief on his face. Leigh watched him go, a satisfied smile on her face, her body still tingling with the aftermath of her powerful orgasm.


I watched as Leigh returned from answering the door, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat and something more ... the remnants of her encounter with the delivery guy. Her breasts bounced enticingly with each step as she sauntered toward us, her nipples hard and erect, begging for attention. She slipped into the hot tub next to me, the water rippling around her, her body creating a small ripple that lapped against the sides.

“The pizza is on the kitchen counter if you want something to eat,” she said, with an offering smile.

Val, ever the tease, pointed to the cum dripping down Leigh’s chin, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Looks like you’ve already had something to eat.”

Giggling, Leigh scraped the drying sperm from her chin with her index finger, her tongue darting out to lick it clean. “Yummy!” she exclaimed, her eyes rolling back slightly in pleasure.

“I don’t know about you ladies, but I’m starving!” I said, my stomach rumbling in agreement as I hoisted myself out of the hot tub, water cascading off my body. I grabbed a towel and dried off, my body already anticipating the wolfing down a slice of pepperoni pizza.

Grabbing another beer for myself and another bottle of chilled wine for the ladies, I brought the pizzas out to the veranda and set them on the glass dining table by the pool. The ladies followed suit, climbing out of the hot tub, their bodies glistening and wet, goosebumps rising on their skin as the cool night air hit them. They dried themselves off with towels, their movements efficient and purposeful, before sitting at the table, their nude bodies on full display, the moonlight casting a silvery glow over their skin.

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