Title:           Select Your Player: Mona
Author:          DrButthead
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First Edit:      Monday 4th of April 2016 04:04:51 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 4th of April 2016 04:04:51 PM CDT

>Anon is sitting around at his apartment, waiting for a pizza to be delivered.
>It was a dreary day outside, lavender clouds filling up the evening sky. There was nothing to do tonight, and it was just you. Alone. Everybody else was either too busy to hang with you or not interested. Guess it was time to order a pizza for dinner.
>You were sitting around in your plainly colored recliner, surfing channels on TV for something good. Cartoons, they're all reruns. Reality, scripted and stupid. News, bunch of conservative bullshit. Nothing cool to see on TV today.
>Your apartment was generic, almost cookie-cutter in appearance. Painted red walls with trim from pieces of wallpaper to decorate the room, plush, carpeted floors that you kept in decent shape, and a fair amount of space. You lived on the top floor of a five-story apartment complex, so looking out the window gave you the view of the city streets below.
>The room was kept fairly clean and in top shape. But right now, a terrible stench was filling the air; it was you that stunk. Sitting around all day in what was a hot summer day made you work up a good sweat, and of course, it stank. You had time before the delivery gets here, so it was time to take a shower.
>Inside the bathroom, was a sink, a toilet, and a roomy shower stall. And pretty much nothing else. The room was blandly decorated with white tile and plastered brown walls, nothing really of note. But it was your bathroom, and it did the job for a place for you to shower or go empty your bowels.
>Locking the door behind, you stripped your clothes off and threw them into the hamper across the sink. You hopped into the shower and turned the knob to the left, releasing the floodgates.
>Hot water rushed from the shower head and sprayed all over you. It was the best kind of way to ease yourself after a long, boring day. Now begins your typical routine in the shower: soak your hair, lather up some shampoo in it, wash it away, and scrub your underarms with some soap.
>But just as you were in the middle of showering, you heard a faint ring of the door bell. Without thinking, you shut off the water and hopped out of the shower. You quickly tried drying yourself off with a towel and wrapped it around your waist to cover your intimate spots.
>Peering out the eye hole of the door, you could see a lady at your door with a box in her hand. Her skin was of fair complexion, and vibrantly young. She had long, reddish-orange hair with three long bangs on the sides of her head. All her hair was suppressed by a red biker's cap with a pair of goggles.
>Her outfit left plenty to the imagination. She wore a long red cape fit for a queen, lined with a lovely white fur to keep her warm. Under her cape was your average outfit for a trendy teenage girl: a red crop top, a red skirt held by a brown leather belt with a blue, heart-shaped buckle, and a pair of red boots.
>From the looks of her body, you could tell she was at least barely legal. And if she was actually jailbait, then she was some pretty strong bait. Her crop top was struggling to hold back her large assets, she had drop-dead curves and abs, and an almost hourglass figure that just screamed "come at me, boys".
>At the same time, she had a bit of a rugged appearance to her that gave off a tomboyish vibe. For one, her face was more blocky than smooth with rough cheekbones and brown eyes reflecting her sassy attitude. Two, you could see a little muscle on her from all that running around, carrying pizza boxes up the stairs, always on the move. And three, she wore a biker's cap that you'd see on a guy.
>But now wasn't the time to go gawking at girls, because the pizza was here and it was time to eat. You could already hear your stomach growling in anticipation. You opened the door, and let the woman inside.
>"Hello, and thank you for ordering from Mona Pizza! I'm Mona, and I'll be your provider." the lady chimed with a smile.
>You knew who Mona was from eating at the restaurant she worked at, and she knew your name from high school days. But for the sake of professionalism (and this story) the two of you were strangers, even though you still knew her from college.
>Gladly, you took the box and propped it onto the table, hot and ready to eat. You could already smell the recognizable scent of a pizza: the melted cheese coated with spices and greasy oils, the crust glazed with garlic and herbs, the toppings of your choice. Why were you just sitting here alone, when you could eat such a pizza with Mona?
>"Okay if that's everything, then it will be $12.99."
>Shit. You were flat broke and standing in front of a woman in a towel. This could end well. You asked her about credit cards or checks, and she did accept them. But you remembered that you didn't have either.
>In the middle of your dramatic episode, you heard a rumble of thunder outside. The sky had turned a dark purple, and the wind was growing stronger outside. In about thirty seconds, rain came down from the sky in torrents, so you couldn't run down to the ATM for some cash without losing your towel from getting soaked.
>Mona stared back, watching her red Vespa cower under the wooden carports in the parking lot. You assumed that she had to wait out the storm before returning to work. But the truth was, you were her last customer for the day, so she could go home after serving you. Quickly, she hatched an idea in her head.
>"Unless… you can find another way to pay me." she cooed, a drastic change in tone.
>You knew exactly what she was implying as she ambled into your room. Her right hand was reaching under your towel and grasping your hardening cock, and giving gentle pulls and tugs on it. Once her hand wrapped around your shaft, you felt your back scrunch up and your knees buckle.
>With each little tug she gave on your foreskin, you could feel the warmth of her grasp on the shaft. There was only one explanation for having a woman jerk you off in public: she wanted you in bed, right now. But you weren't sure she was legal.
>"No. I'll try and find some cash lying around" you mumbled thoughtlessly while prying her grasp loose.
>Instincts told you to back off from her advances as she didn't exactly look eighteen, and you didn't want the fuzz on your ass. Unconsciously, you ran to the bedroom and shut the door behind you, stopping to catch your breath and allow your erection to withdraw. Now that was was off your mind, you could go digging around the room for loose change and dollar bills to come up with the $12.99 you needed.
>You wandered around the room, picking up pennies and dimes from the drawer, busting the old piggy bank open, searching under the mattress, trying to find some money. Keep in mind that you were still wearing only a towel that was barely hanging onto your body, and was beginning to slip away.
>A faint clicking sound reached your ear, like a belt buckle coming undone. You thought you heard clothes landing on the floor. Mona was the only other person in the apartment besides you, so it was easy to assume it was her.
>"Getting naked without me, Anon?" cooed a voice from behind.
>Standing at the door was Mona, naked except for her red cape hanging provocatively from her elbows and her funny biker's cap. She was leaning against the doorframe, eyes half shut and a grin that stretched from ear to ear on her face.
>Very little of her body was hidden to you. Her pair of double D-cup breasts puffed out proudly on her chest, complete with erect nipples and supple skin. You could also see her cleanly shaven slit, completely hairless and as smooth as the rest of her skin.
>Her flat abs looked even better when she was naked than with her crop top, now that you could see the V-shape that lead down to her crotch. Only thing hidden from you was really her ass, that drove your imagination up the wall. But it was big enough to create a lump in her cape, as well as show some underass.
>"Don't worry. I'm eighteen... and a few months."  she crowed, reading your mind and blowing you a kiss.
>This just managed to make her legal… barely. At least that managed to ease your fears somewhat. It also perked you up even more, knowing that you get to score with someone so young.
>"So, what do you want from me?" you asked.
>"Give me something… large… with extra sausage..." she punctuated with a lick of her lips.
>Stuck in place, you stood up and let your towel slide off your hard cock and fall down to the floor. Mona got onto her knees and hungrily stared at it, licking her lips at the sight. She let her cape fall off her shoulders and onto the floor as well, leaving the two of you naked and horny.
>"Mmmm, this looks good."
>You were lost in a lusty haze, that you almost didn't notice Mona wrapping her breasts around your shaft. She squeezed them together, smothering your dick in between with only the head poking out. The heat from her skin was trapped in between her cleavage and moved in sync with her pumping motions.
>Her breasts effortlessly slid against your cock, gripping the shaft like a soft, silky vise and shaped around it to form a fleshy mold. Teasingly, she curled her tongue around the glans and swirled it around the shaft in tandem with every little move she made with her breasts.
>"Hee hee, how does it feel to have your cock in between my huge tits?" she cooed, articulating her words as she spoke.
>Just listening to her husky voice sent electric pulses through your body. As if getting a titjob wasn't enough to get you in the mood, watching her poke and prod you with her tongue made you restless for her hot body.
>And to keep you really going, she began to wrap her lips around the head, gradually taking it deeper and deeper into her mouth. She squeezed her breasts harder on you, moving her hands back and forth and rolling your cock around in between her mounds.
>After a few seconds, she tasted the precum forming on the head. Staring at you, she released your cock from the grasp of her breasts, and let her mouth take over. In one motion, she gobbled up the shaft and took it down to the hilt. She bobbed her head up and down, sliding the shaft in and out her mouth.
>Immediately, your legs began to twitch on their own. Feeling her lips slither up and down the shaft sent ripples of pleasure through your body. Heat began to build on your forehead, and your back contracted, indicating she had pushed you over the edge.
>You couldn't see it, but there were ropes of cum shooting out your cock and into her mouth. Unfazed, she took in every spurt of your seed and savored the taste of each one. After several contractions, she pulled it out with a little "pop" and gulped it all down.
>"Mmm, that was delicious." she purred.
>Now that you had came, you figured it was over and all she wanted was a little titjob/blowjob action. You were just about to open your dresser drawer to get dressed, when-
>"Where do you think you're going, sexy?"
>Mona's voice made you freeze in your tracks. You could feel her hands grapple onto your shoulders, and her breasts squish against your back. Feeling her hot, heavy breath run down your neck completely paralyzed you in place, unable to move or to resist her advances.
>"I didn't say I was finished with you, Anon. You still gotta pay me for letting me suck your delicious cock."
>"But how?" you asked, turning around to face her.
>"Grab my boobs and I'll show you how." she responded with a wink in her eye.
>Yielding to her unwavering, insatiable libido, you cupped her breasts with your hands and rubbed them in little circles. Your fingers sank into her supple flesh, molding it to your firm grasp. Mona responded with a sultry chuckle , playfully grinning at you with her eyes half shut.
>"Oooh baby, keep going…"
>But you had other ideas in mind. Your left hand went astray, leaving the right hand to play with her breasts alone. It crawled down her back and towards her ass, gripping in your hand, squishing the flesh in her hand. Lips met with each other in an instant, stifling Mona's moans of pleasure.
>Your tongue pushed through her lips and into her mouth, dancing and dueling with her own tongue. Juices mixed with each other in your mouths, helping your tongues easily slip and slither against each other.
>With your left hand, you gripped and squeezed her ass, coyly groping and fondling it. With your right hand, you grappled her breast in your palm, pinching and twisting hwr nipple. And with your cock, you gently slid the underside at the entrance of her pussy, accumulating her juices all over it.
>You could feel the heat from her body, radiating off of yours and merging with your own body heat. It only got more and more intense as the foreplay continued on. After about five minutes, the two of you part for air, staring into each other's eyes.
>"Oh please put in me, Anon." she whispered.
>The two of you flopped onto your bed, warmly embracing each other. Once you were both laid down, you eased your cock towards your entrance, pushing her labia apart and into the vagina. Hearts formed in her pupils as you infiltrated her inner folds.
>"Aaahn, oh yes. Fuck me, Anon!"
>Motivated by her words, you thrust your hips forward and retracted them backward in a pumping motion. With each thrust you made, the mattress rocked and the frame rattled and squeaked. Flesh collided with each other, the noise mixing with your primal grunts and groans as you rammed her pussy with unrelenting force.
>"Oooh, ohgod… yes! P-please... fuck me harder!" she pleaded.
>You obliged, thrusting even faster and harder. Your hips were moving fast enough to move on their own if you let go of them. Her pussy was very warm, sopping wet, and airtight on your cock. Blood began racing through your veins, launched by your thundering heart in your chest. This was the best sex in your life, and you wanted this feeling to last forever.
>There was an old saying that said:  "You can sleep with a blonde. You can sleep with a brunette. But you'll never get any sleep with a redhead." . This old quote wasn't any more true than now, having red hot sex with the redheaded Mona. Passionate fires continued to rage in your loins, and Mona was the only one who could put them out right now.
>"Ah yes! Your cock… so big… ffff… inside of meee… I… ohhh… uhnnn…"
>She tried to finish her sentence, but she had lost her breath, as well as her coherence. You were starting to wear down yourself, so you had to slow down for a moment and change positions. Mona flipped around onto her stomach and let her ass jut out towards you. In response, you thrust your cock back into her sheath, and resumed madly pounding and hammering her pussy.
>"Unnnnhhh… oh yes… please don't stop!" she whined.
>Keeping the pace going, you swung your palm and let it slap her right ass cheek. Her flesh rippled with a loud smack. Leaving behind your handprint, you gripped her ass and yanked her whole body towards you, pushing it harder and harder into her.
>The bed shook, rattled and rolled under the force of your movements. You had become a wild animal, the fire in your loins a raging inferno. Orgasm had become an afterthought from how intense the sex was. All that was on your mind was her body.
>The two of you had reached whole new worlds of pleasure. Your minds were about to explode with each other, as they simply weren't built to handle this kind of pleasure. With every thrust, the two of you drifted further and further from reality. Nothing could interrupt this kind of sex. Not the phone, or the neighbors, or the doorbell.
>Mona was very sensitive around the ass, so having you grip it with all your might drove her wild. All you could hear from her was her ass slapping against your wet thighs, and her cries of ectasy and encouragements for you to keep going.
>Trying to keep the sex from getting boring, you pulled out and laid onto your back. Her legs wobbling, Mona aimed her swollen pussy over your throbbing dick and took it back in. She began bouncing on you, using the mattress to propel her body upward.
>"Nngh... you're so fucking… big, Anon… and haaard!"
>When she landed on your body, her breasts bounced with her body, flopping and jiggling everywhere. And you could see the whole thing from down here: her face, lost in a haze of sex, her breasts, bouncing up and down, her ass, rythmatically smacking your legs with her motions.
>This time, the bed began to softly squeak as the two of you continued roughhousing each other. Hopefully none of your neighbors would write up a letter, because this was some crazy sex. But it was finally drawing to a close, because your balls began to tighten up.
>"Oh my god… I'm going to… cuuum!" she cried.
>"Should I-" you started.
>"Oh yes! Cum inside of me! Release your… seed inside of meee!" Mona interrupted.
>It was time. Not holding back, you focused all your energy onto your cock. Even more pressure than the previous orgasm built up in your cock, indicating you were about to blow a huge load inside of her. In seconds, you were about to erupt under this much pressure. It wasn't long until…
>"Uh uhh... AAAAAAAHHH!!"
>Finally, the orgasm hit you with the force of a speeding train. Violent contractions began in your hips and glutes, as streams of hot, sticky cum gushed from you and into her nethers. It was several seconds until it was all over.
>Mona pulled out and collapsed onto the bed next to you, little drips of cum leaking past her lips. She heaved and puffed, legs twitching, completely spent from fucking you. Now that the sex was over, you could hear the pouring rain continue outside.
>"That… was… amazing…" she panted.
>The two of you locked into an embrace, with your face in between her breasts. She pecked your forehead with kisses, lewdly cuddling and snuggling against you. You pulled the blankets over each other, and squeezed your bodies together, slowly drifting to sleep.
>You got to score with the hottest pizza girl you knew, and it was awesome. Best of all, free pizza! But you were going to have to save it for tomorrow. Fortunately, you remembered to put it in the fridge on your way to the room so it wouldn't go bad. Not that mattered, as you scored with he pizza girl.