Pizza Thot: Sub Night (patron reward) (Patreon)

New chapter to the ongoing Pizza Thot reward series! The returning customer goes for Cash and Milkbar, who play the part for the restaurant's sub[missive] night. 

These two are always fun to write. Always loved their dynamic, even when Milk became more confident and teasy. Always happy to see mismatched lesbian couple characters, especially interesting with them keeping work sex and their sex separate while enjoying each other on the job.

Drake had settled into what he saw as a steady but responsible series of visits to Pizza Thot. He spaced them out enough to consider them treats for himself, but he made his visits count by indulging with the money from his new job. So when his birthday came around, he met with his friends for a small party as usual, but he knew where he wanted his own private celebration to happen.

He went to the restaurant and noticed they had left out the chalk sign that announced special events. They had done everything from oil wrestling to g-strings only night to  haunted horny night.

“It’s sub night! Half off on all subs! (Alpha subs negotiable)”

Drake was immediately suspicious of the wording. The restaurant/brothel didn’t do sub sandwiches, and at least a few of the girls were way too fond of puns. He let himself in and saw the sharp-eyed redhead behind the front desk.

“Evening, Pepper,” he greeted, flashing his gold membership card.

Many were easily intimidated (or charmed) by the stern-looking woman, but she smirked back at their steady customer. She took and scanned the card.

“Hey, Drake. Stoppin’ by for the sub night special?”

“I would if I knew what the hell that was,” he laughed.

“Just like it sounds. Ya pick your favorite sub out of the staff.”

Pepper nodded towards the tables. It was the usual mix of servers but there was a clear air about them. They seemed more shy and docile than their usual flirty selves (though for some of them it was quite normal). There was a lot more “yes, sirs” and “yes, mistresses” being used, and the servers readily let themselves be spanked or pulled into somebody’s lap.

“Ah. Subs and doms style. Then that thing about ‘alpha subs…?”

“Nobody’s been brave enough to try topping Grill,” Pepper laughed.

Drake nodded, recalling the massive and stone faced muscle goth. The event didn’t change much for him, but it made him reconsider what he wanted from them as he looked through the menu of girls. He quickly spotted some favorites.

“Can I get Cash and Milk for one of the private shows?” he finally decided.

Pepper checked on her tablet.

“You got it. Let’s get you up to room 5 amd they’ll be with you in a few.”

—-

There was a short wait for the girls to arrive. Drake wasn’t surprised by how popular they were, especially when you considered he was waiting for both of them and that Milkbar quite possibly had the biggest tits in the entire restaurant. The girls finally let themselves in, looking fresh out of a shower after their last customer. They had dried off but smelled of sweet soaps and their hair was just a bit darker and heavier. They also hadn’t bothered to return to their full uniforms; both Cash and Milk were in matching silky black bras and panties.

The chubby, coffee colored woman’s eyes lit up at the sight of Drake. She perked up slightly, but even that was enough to get her breasts and belly jiggling.

“So it IS you!” she chimed brightly.

Milk nudged Cash in the side. The thin and pale blue-haired goth gave a less than impressed sniff.

“I told you I recognized the name,” Milk bragged proudly.

“Yea yea. You pay attention to anything. Congratulations,” Cash conceded dismissively.

She gave Drake an upward nod.

“Sup? Keep comin’ back for the pizza, huh?”

Drake cracked a smile at that. He didn’t admit that he’d grabbed the occasional slice just to pick up.

“It’s good, but I’m always coming back for the thots more than the pizza.”

“I know the feeling,” Cash chuckled.

She looped an arm behind Milk’s back, squeezing the opposite breast from behind. The bigger thot giggled as they moved towards the bed, taking Drake’s hand to lure him in after them. With a last little shake and flourish of their asses, they bumped their butts together (with notably more jiggle from Milk and stagger from Cash after the collision) and sat back on the bed on either side of him.

“So what’s on the menu tonight? Anything special, or another night of dealer’s choice?” Milk chimed.

She leaned in to cuddle up against Drake’s arm, purring the last of her words into his ear. Cash pressed her warm, pale skin against him on his other side, looping her arm around his. He shivered at their coordinated flirting.

“You two always seem to know what you’re doing,” he sighed contentedly.

Cash’s hand slipped over his thigh until she was cupping Drake’s bulge.

“We can work with that. How about a sloppy top double stuff?” Cash asked.

Drake was momentarily confused before he realized she was talking to Milk. The curvy cowgirl promptly went to get their customer’s belt.

“On it,” she affirmed as she skillfully undid his pants.

Cash kept rubbing him through his pants, keeping Drake’s erection primed and ready. By the time they got his pants off, his cock was pointing straight up with anticipation from the girls’ teasing. Cash undid her bra, keeping one arm folded coyly over her pale breasts as she seductively dropped her bra aside. She slinked behind Drake, pointedly brushing her soft orbs and hard nipples across his back while getting to Milk. The big girl waited patiently and smiled at Drake as Cash went behind her, helping with the clasps of her bra before sliding it off for her as well. The punky server let her hands linger, her pale skin cupping and fondling Milkbar’s udders.

“Well don’t let her have all the fun,” Milk cooed.

Drake snapped out of it from watching the mesmerizing private show and gladly took her up on the offer. He took two heaping handfuls of the cocoa-colored breasts, giving them a firm squeeze. He couldn’t even hold all of the abundant flesh at once, letting it ooze over his fingers. Milk gave a soft, delighted cry as her eyes fluttered from the rough handling.

“Oh my my! You REALLY like them that much, do you?” she asked, giving their guest a modest glance.

“Well use them however you want, chief,” Cash encouraged him.

She gave Milk a firm pat on one of her breasts, making them wobble heavily in his grip. Milkbar moaned and leaned in closer, thrusting her tits into Drake’s hands until they were pushed up against his chest. Cash slinked off the bed and knelt at Drake’s feet. She grasped his cock and started slowly stroking it, making sure he was rock hard before she popped it into her mouth. She moaned and rolled her tongue around it, rubbing it down while coating it in saliva that drooled out past her lips. Her blue head bobbed as she started sucking him deeper and more passionately. She gave off her own hungry moans, her eyes fluttering as she looked up with a soft gaze clearly begging for approval.

Drake moaned and rested a hand on her head while the other kept fondling Milk’s tits. Cash didn’t often act like it, but her dismissive personality made her a very hot sub. The light pressure on her hair made her duck in lower and take his cock until he could feel its head brush against the entrance to her throat.

She finally popped her wet mouth off of him just as Milkbar slid herself down Drake’s chest. Her hefty tits plopped down into his lap while Cash slid to one side. They ended up with their variously sized and colored breasts pressing around his cock from both sides, cradling it between their cleavages. They started to shift their shoulders and backs, rubbing his erection with their double titfuck.

“How’s that, sir?” Milk asked sheepishly.

She squeezed her arms closer together, making them frame her tits and squash them until they looked even bigger and tighter. She bobbed lightly on her knees, making her jugs bob softly around him like a living waterbed. Cash had her hands cupped around her breasts to form a tight seal of their own on the other half of Drake’s dick.

“The customer’s always right, so we’ll do anything you want,” Cash said with a smile and a wink.

“Mmm… keep going… and start sucking. Both of you,” Drake moaned, starting to fall into the theme of the night.

He planted a hand on one of each girl’s shoulders and drew them even closer together. Milk’s breasts threatened to swallow up Cash’s like they were being eclipsed but the girls didn’t mind at all. They quickly caught Drake’s cock in their lips, simultaneously kissing each other and his dick as they both went after the same target. It jostled him between their breasts as they did, making him grunt lustily. He thrust up from between their boobs, his cockhead pushing needily at their mouths. His precum smeared across their lips and mouths before they quickly sucked it up. Their tongues even pushed against each other like they were wordlessly competing over who could gather more. The strokes of their breasts started to move subtly smoother and Drake felt a wetness growing. It wasn’t just their sloppy saliva, but Cash had been teasing Milkbar’s nipples enough that she had started lactating into her titfuck.

All their combined attention quickly finished him off. Drake groaned loudly as he thrust hard between their tits, sending a small geyser of his cum into the air and back down on their breasts. The girls beamed, entirely unsurprised by his cumshot and lapping it up. The girls peeled their sticky tits away from Drake’s shaft, but Milk had been with him enough times to know he wasn’t a one-and-done sort. She stood up and bent over, bumping her wide brown booty against his erection.

“Mooohhh, it was so good~!” she moaned as she hotdogged his dick between her cheeks.

Even if she was exaggerating, it was sexy as hell to hear. Apparently Milk was incredibly shy during her early days at Pizza Thot, so she fell right into the subby seduction.

“Give us more, master. Pleaaaase?” she went on.

“Yea! We need it,” Cash moaned along with her.

She climbed back onto the bed and started stroking his shaft, nuzzling it between Milk’s buns. Drake had definitely enjoyed her ass before, but that made him curious about her partner.

“In that case… Cash, bend over.”

Cash seemed a little surprised, but she nodded.

“Y-yea, boss.”

She blushed as she went to all fours on the bed, raising her round and perky ass towards him. Milk seemed to catch onto what Drake wanted and slid in next to the punk server. She caught and peeled down her girl’s panties down to her knees.

“Let me get that for you, master,” Milk offered until her pale ass was exposed to him.

Drake ran his hands over Cash’s ass, which got her to moan and sigh softly. With a surge of confidence, he spanked one of her cheeks hard enough to leave a faint red hand print. Cash gasped and arched her back, which just thrust her hips out towards him like she was asking for more.

Drake certainly gave it to her. He grabbed her skinny hips and pulled her in closer. Her ass was nowhere as big as Milk’s but it was tight and just soft enough to be squeezable. With his cock still messy with spit, milk and cum, he testingly prodded its tip against her asshole. She gave a soft moan and when she didn’t protest any further, he thrust himself the rest of the way in.

Cash’s ass proved to be tight inside and out. It gave just the right amount of resistance, clenching around him as he fucked his way in deeper. Her horny gasps and grunts grew louder and more passionate as he kept pounding away, just to go even higher as he started spanking her ass again. It made her thrust back against him, pumping her ass against his lap like she was a bitch in heat.

“Oooh, she loves that,” Milk giggled, enjoying the sight as she sidled up next to Drake.

She moved to her knees, lifting one of her famous breasts up to his face. Drake could barely think around the intense fucking he was giving the skinny goth, but he knew enough to latch onto one of her nipples. He started sucking and nibbling on it, quickly rewarded by a mouthful of her sweet milk. Milk moaned along with her partner, running a hand along Cash’s back. It sent shivers up her spine, all of which Drake could feel as her body twitched and tightened around him.

He heatedly sucked and fucked the girls until he sucked in a deep breath and nutted again. His cream gushed out, filling her asshole with his thick cum. Cash’s bowels tensed around him, biting her lip as she trembled. She gave off one last, quivering moan as she squirted her own cum onto the bed.

“Ohh shit… fuck, dude,” Cash rambled wearily.

She slumped forward, content to lay face down and ass up with Drake still inside her. His cock pulsed, releasing one last glob of jizz inside her before he pulled out. He felt similar to Cash after his intense orgasm, licking some of Milk’s remaining milk from his lips.

“Amazing as always, ladies,” Drake sighed.

“Isn’t she though?” Milk chimed as she idly rubbed Cash’s back.

“Yea, well I’m taking my break after this,” Cash grunted.

“I can only keep up this sub shit for so long.”

Milk shrugged and smiled at Drake.

“Don’t take it personally. She tells me that all the time. It just means she really liked it.”

Cash blushed harder as Drake just smiled wider.

“Yea, well…” Cash grumbled.

“Then you can get him his pizza, because I’m gonna go wash out my ass!” she complained half-heartedly as she marched out of the room.