Patron Reward: Pizza Thot; Cash For Milk (Patreon)

A returning patron with a sequel to the last Pizza Thot story. Always fun to write Cash and Milk, especially together. Love any duo with different energy levels, ideally with a goth, cowgirl, or chubby girl in there, and these two compliment each other nicely.

Drake had only been to Pizza Thot once and he was already hooked. He was quick to catch on with the hype about the place and dug into anything he could find online. The Thot Bubble app seemed more than happy to pitch him more and more content, and he soon found the section offering to become a “gold member.” It would take a few visits to get approved for it, but he was ready to put in the time and money to get there.

After a few evenings going through the app’s content, he was thrilled to see a two-for-one special pop up for this weekend. Eager to get in on it but not wanting to waste his decision, he started scrolling through the app’s photos. It wasn’t too long before he found a picture that was an instant favorite. Two of the girls were shown taking a selfie while they were squashed up against each other, their wet and soapy bodies bare in the shower. They shared cheeky smiles with the phone with the caption “Getting clean while we’re getting dirty.”

He recognized one of the girls from his first visit. Cash was still the pale, blue-haired girl that had been the first to “serve” him at Pizza Thot. He had seen the other girl on the app alone, but she looked like the bustiest girl in the whole restaurant. She had light brown skin and hair, every bit as thick and busty as Cash was thin. Milk’s massive boobs dwarfed the paler girl’s and her soft build squashed as they mashed their bodies together.

That had settled it for him. He went back to the ordering part of Thot Bubble and made his reservation for an hour with the flirty duo.

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Drake knew what to expect as he arrived at the establishment. It was busy enough that he was glad he had ordered ahead, getting escorted upstairs. Unlike last time, they took him to the restaurant’s top floor. It was both more classy and sleazy up there, set up a bit closer to an actual strip club. A stage with a stripper pole put on a constant show on top of the stripped down servers, and several closed off rooms with closed doors were available for more private or specialized interactions. One was decorated with balloons and colorful streamers while another had a small pool full of baby oil.

Drake was directed to one of the more basic ones. A roomy bed and a couple of small, comfortable chairs were its only contents so far, leaving him to wait for his girls to arrive. His girls of choice soon entered, each wearing a set of black and red lingerie. Its patterns clearly mimicked the colors of the employees’ usual uniforms. One set hugged tightly against Cash’s slender figure, highlighting her tight and subtle curves. The other must have been a custom job to fit Milkbar’s thickness, and even then her squeezably plump flesh overflowed the lingerie. Especially around the chest and thighs.

“Order’s up, hot stuff,” Milk chimed proudly.

She cocked one of her meaty hips, bumping her booty against Cash’s. The blue-haired girl rocked from the booty bump, but kept her footing by what seemed like familiarity and practice alone. She just chuckled as she steadied herself again.

“I think he likes what he sees, Milky,” Cash commented wryly.

It snapped Drake out of his horny stupor long enough to reply.

“I do!” he insisted eagerly.

The contrast between the two girls complimented each of their unique looks and they seemed to work so well together.

“Surprise surprise,” Milk mused sarcastically.

The two strode up to him, each step oozing with confidence and jiggle. Milk tapped a small remote mounted on the wall, cuing up some low and steady beats for background noise. Cash came from one side, slinging a leg over Drake’s lap just lightly enough to let him feel its weight pressing down around his thighs. She looped her arms around his neck while Milkbar slipped in slightly behind him. She leaned in close so that her lace-wrapped breasts cradled his head between her mocha-colored cleavage. Drake outright shuddered at the sensation of being pampered by the duo.

“Wowww… you two sure know how to make a guy feel special. You work great together,” Drake found himself praising them as his brain stepped aside to let his libido enjoy the show.

“You could say that,” Cash chuckled slyly.

She used her hands that were already resting by his shoulders to cup Milk’s breasts, playfully groping and bouncing them in her palms. Drake could hear the thick flesh bounce and the faint sloshing of her trademark fluids being jostled around.

Cash pressed her barely-covered body up against Drake’s chest, putting her smirk up against his lips. They curled and shifted as she kissed him, light and teasing at first  but slowly applying more pressure and more tongue. Drake practically melted in between them as he settled into their coordinated lapdance.

Drake started to loosen up, running his grateful hands over the curves that surrounded him. The girls ground up against him but more or less let him feel them up as he pleased. Cash even moaned into his mouth as he rubbed her hard nipples, seemingly in a better mood than her dismissive attitude had indicated when they first met.

The blue-haired waitress/sex worker ran her hands up his chest before they tugged down the front of Milkbar’s lingerie. The brunette giggled as her huge breasts bounced right out, the warm flesh pressing against Drake’s blushing cheeks. The wide and hard nipples presented themselves and Cash caught their customer’s eye before she licked up one of the firm tips. Milk moaned and Drake could see a faint spot of white fluid build up in the wake of her warm saliva.

“You want a hit of this shit?” Cash offered him with an upward nod.

Drake’s hand was already caressing one of Milk’s famous breasts, so he started to follow her suggestion. He curled his fingers around her nipple, pinching around the areola. Milkbar just hummed and sighed contently behind him.

“Well drink up, you two. No sense of letting this leak cause a mess now, right?” Milk encouraged them.

“Oh, I think our dude’s making a mess either way,” Cash purred, running her hand firmly over his bulge.

It twitched obediently at her touch, even through his pants. Cash planted a few light kisses on Milk’s tit to get it flowing properly before she took the nipple fully into her mouth. She lightly nudged Drake with her shoulder, urging his head to lean into Milk’s other breast. The big girl shivered and sighed as they both started to greedily nurse from her, drinking in the surprisingly rich and sweet-tasting milk.

While he fed off the thick girl’s breast, Cash slid her fingers over Drake’s fly. She unbuttoned and tugged down his pants, seizing his hardon with an authoritative squeeze. Drake grunted as a trickle of Milk’s milk ran down the corner of his mouth. His dick dribbled a bit of early precum to match his enthusiasm.

“Ooh, you’ve got him bad, girl,” Milk cooed through a playful smile.

“Bullshit. It’s your jumbo tits he’s gushing all over for,” Cash argued just as bemusedly.

“Oh yea? Let’s see about that. Scoot back a little.”

Drake realized she was talking to Cash as the goth drew a few inches away from him. She still kept her hand on his dick, pumping it slowly. She snuck in a firm, tonguey kiss that spiraled around its head before she fully drifted back. She left room for Milk to slip in between them, standing with her thick legs wide apart to leave her big brown booty right in his face.

“Replacing your huge tits with your sweet ass doesn’t prove anything. You’re hot all over,” Cash complained with a snarky smirk.

“Maybe not, but it’s a fun little bit of variety,” Milk chimed.

She planted her big behind into Drake’s lap. The big soft booty sent a ripple of pressure through his legs and lower body while he got to watch her plump booty jiggle to a lazy stop. Milk kept her legs planted far apart, keeping her ass cheeks spread wide and easy to grind against him. Her thong back of her lingerie started to ride up and vanish between her buns while his cock remained sticking out in front of her, letting Cash keep stroking him off. She leaned in closer, putting her face between both Drake’s and Milk’s legs. His face nuzzled against Milk’s pussy while she took their guest’s balls into her mouth, pulling his pants down the rest of the way to strip him from the waist down.

Drake moaned as he reached around Milkbar’s thick figure, squeezing and playing with her hefty tits. Even with Cash jerking him off, his cock barely had to bob in either direction to bump against the bigger thot’s soft thighs. With a few sharp breaths, he thrust as best he could while pinned under Milk’s jiggly figure. Their combined grinding and teasing made him shoot his load, spattering a short but thick wave of semen over Milk’s thighs and Cash’s chest. Their flirty giggles came as music to his ears in his warm afterglow, but his erection held firm and ready for more.

“Oh damn! Still hungry for seconds,” the punky girl chuckled as she ran her thumb up the length of his leaking dick.

She licked some of the leftover jizz from his shaft for good measure while Milk eased herself off his lap.

“Then how about we get a little more comfortable?” the big girl offered.

She pulled slowly on the already lowered shoulder straps of her lingerie as she walked towards the bed. She shook her wide booty invitingly as Cash followed her lead, stripping down and flashing Drake an inviting wink. He was quick to accept the invitation and went after them, joining on the bed as they all finished undressing.

The trio started to fully explore one another, letting their hands and lips wander where they pleased. The girls naturally kept their focus on Drake but found any way they could to involve all three of them or give him a little show. After Cash returned from kissing up Drake’s neck and catching his lips, Milk took her by the cheeks and pulled her into a deep embrace. The two moaned and rubbed down each other’s breasts, passionately making out. Their tongues left their mouths to rub and roll over each other until the image was forever burned into Drake’s memory.

Things picked up to the point where Milk bumped her chest into Drake’s. The huge bosom easily put him flat on his back, where the girls descended on his flagpole of a hardon. The bulging udders pressed between their guest’s legs, forming a plump pillow for his balls as the girls started to lick and kiss around either side of his cock.

“You want first?” Milk offered, nodding indicatively towards Drake’s head.

“You look like you wanted him more,” Cash chuckled lowly, talking about him as if he wasn’t even  there.

Milk lazily raised a fist. Cash did the same and they threw a quick round of rock-paper-scissors with Cash cutting Milk’s paper.

“Got ‘em,” she replied confidently.

Milk slid away with a little nod before shifting along the bed on her knees. She settled into bending over Drake and nestling one of her breasts into his face. His mouth readily latched onto her nipple, welcoming it like an old friend (a friend he could suck on, anyway).

The naked Cash straddled Jake’s lap, her skinny legs grasping tightly. They clenched around his thighs to steady herself and maneuver until his dick slid smoothly inside her. The blue-haired waitress gave a low but long moan as she shut her eyes. As she started to grind him in deeper, Drake felt a smooth stud rubbing over his erection like a tiny fingertip. He had to glance down to realize that she had a stud pierced inside her womanhood, adding the extra little attention with every pump of her riding hips.

“Mmf… yea… nice cock, my dude,” Cash grunted just loud enough for Drake to hear.

She started to humping faster and rougher, realling working at draining his dick. Milkbar plucked up a plastic packet of lube from the bedside table, ripping it open and pouring it over her chest. She ran her hands over it, lubing up her breasts before running her hands over Drake’s bare body as well. It warmed at their touch, giving a pleasant mixture of excitement and relaxation as she massaged it over him. Milk was sure to lean far into her caressing touches so that her oily tits smeared over his face and body right after her hands did. Drake gratefully kissed whatever part of her happened to be in front of him, randomly going from her soft lips to her belly.

Cash’s low grunts and muttered words started to turn to rapid gasps. She rolled her hips, shoving them out at just the right angle to grind his cockhead against her clit. Milk’s oily hands had slid down to rub between Drake’s and her thighs, making their bodies focus even more heavily on their fired up nethers.

“Oh god… oh fuck…” Cash panted absentmindedly, seeming to lose herself in the throes of passion.

Drake started to thrust harder into her, meeting her halfway inside her. Cash bit her lip and Drake bit into the mouthful of tit presented, nearly ready to burst. What truly sealed the deal was Milkbar sliding even further than she had before. Her smooth pussy settled on his face and started grinding, commandeering Drake’s hungry lips and tongue to satisfy her clit. The girls both started breathing heavier as their guest’s hands grabbed at them both, squeezing their asses to pull them harder and faster against him. He ate Milk out as Cash bounced on his cock, hearing their lubricated curves clapping against his body. The three of them cried out as all three of them orgasmed within a minute of each other. Milk and Cash collapsed into one another, squirting messily and twitching on top of Drake as they kissed each other hungrily. Drake trembled beneath them, lapping up their cum while spraying his own until it overflowed from Cash’s pussy. The three sweaty, oily bodies slowly peeled apart from each other, catching their breaths after their last draining orgasm.

“Good shit,” Cash summed up, patting Drake firmly on the shoulder.

“Hell yea,” he sighed, laying contently on his back where the girls had left him.

Milk sighed and glanced up at the small clock by the remote.

“Well you’ve got another fifteen. How’d you like to spend it, handsome?” she offered with a warm and listless smile.

“I’d love to get some more of whatever you’ve got,” Drake admitted.

His eye wandered to his pants, discarded on the floor. He managed to lean off the bed far enough to snatch up his phone and pull up the app.

“But if you could… I need a few employees to vouch for me for this uh…”

“Oh the gold tier thing?” Cash assumed, plucking the phone from his hands.

“Hell yea. You’re a straight up simp, and I’m all about that.”

Milk giggled as she boosted herself up to all fours. Her hanging breasts and thrust out ass made the naturally bovine beauty immediately irresistible.

“You know my password, right? You wanna fill that out while he fills up my ass?” she offered.

“Sure thing, babe,” Cash shrugged, sitting back on the bed and typing away.

One hand idly groped and tugged at Milk’s udders while Drake was left to use up his last minutes pumping at her meaty ass. As much as he appreciated their signing off, some sweaty, creamy anal was just the thing to wrap up his orgy and bring him one step closer to becoming a Pizza Thot VIP.