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Continued adventures of a Pizza Thot VIP gold member. Parties get pretty wild in Queen's Beach and none so much as the ones at Pizza Thot!

It was New Years Eve and Queen’s Beach didn’t need a reason to throw a party. The streets and clubs were all alive with sex and alcohol as Drake walked through the streets. He found that Pizza Thot was no exception, bustling with people eating, drinking and fucking with a short line waiting in the lobby area.

“Welcome to Pizza Thot, where we’re busting in the new year. How can I help you?” a plump young woman with glasses and a rainbow of colors in her hair greeted him at the front desk.

Drake just showed her his gold membership, quickly confirming his reservation.

“Ooh, a big shot!” the colorful clerk noted as she scanned him in.

“Got the ten o’clock with Tips and Boss… so let’s get you up to the VIP suites!”

She showed him the way through the busy restaurant, weaving between customers that were helping themselves to the food and the servers. On the second floor was the usual amped up excitement, where PB performed around a stripper pole in a glittery gold thong, pasties and a top hat labeled “Happy new year” amidst the other kinky partiers.

At the top floor, the rainbow girl showed him to his room and shut the door behind him. It was the usual setup; effectively just a large bedroom with a small bathroom/shower off to one side. It mainly focused around the large central bed and the small dresser he knew to be loaded with assorted toys. Drake just sat on his familiar spot on the edge of the bed.

Tips arrived first, squeezing her big figure through the barely opened door like she was sneaking in. The tall and busty brunette was one of their most experienced and most popular servers, and Drake had learned why several times over. She flashed him a big, sharp smile as she shook out her freshly washed and bushy black hair. She was dressed in a Playboy bunny outfit, complete with a hairclip sporting a pair of plastic ears.

“Hey, Drake! Happy New Year!” she chimed excitedly.

“Hey, Tips. How you been?” Drake asked with some casual familiarity by now.

“Oh, great! I’ve been popping peoples’ corks all night and I’m STILL hyped for more!”

Drake laughed at her boundless urge for flirty innuendo.

“Well good to see you’re getting into the spirit for the year of the rabbit.”

“It’s the what now?” Tips asked.

She tilted her head in confusion, making her bunny ears and freckled tits bob along with it. Apparently she had just chosen the costume at random. That seemed to track with Drake’s past experiences with her.

“Nevermind. Where’s Boss? Did something come up?” he asked, more curious than concerned.

“Oh she should be on the way! I just wanted to get a head start! Emphasis on the ‘head.’ GAHAHA!”

The big brunette bounded over to Drake, her tits flopping uncontrollably. She rubbed her hands over his thighs as she dropped to her knees. Her breasts plopped onto his lap with a meaty slap and her fake rabbit ears poked at his chest. Tips hummed tunelessly to herself as she started unbuttoning his pants.

Drake’s dick sprang out hard and ready, well trained in its response to the restaurant. It slapped against her freckled cleavage and was rewarded by a ripple crossing the soft flesh. Tips broke into a wider grin as the erection was presented to her. She opened wide and ran her tongue up Drake’s shaft. Once it was coated in a tickling layer of her saliva she popped its top half into her mouth.

Drake gave an intense sigh, leaning back to thrust up into her mouth. He’d gotten over any apprehension about putting his dick between her fangs since Tips always managed to keep them in check between her lips and tongue. Her guest took hold of her dark pigtails and helped pulp her head up and down his cock.

“Hey!”

There was a sharp slapping sound as Boss smacked Tips on the ass. The tall brunette jumped in surprise, which made Tips’ mouth clench around Drake’s dick. She perked up and popped him back out of her.

“Don’t think your getting here early counts as overtime,” Boss scolded her with a playful smirk.

She was dressed in a similar one piece bodysuit to Tips except hers was a gleaming gold. She wore sheer, silky stockings on her short legs that helped lead the eye towards her plump, out-thrust booty. Her outfit clung tightly to her curves, even outlining her subtle breasts. A miniature top hat was pinned between her hair buns.

“Sorry about the wait. You wouldn’t believe how busy we are tonight. The customers are riding my ass and vice versa,” Boss scoffed.

“But it looks like you kept yourself busy.”

Tips licked her smiling lips.

“Couldn’t help myself! You know how I get around a good dick~! Or a bad dick. Or some coochie. Or boobs… HMMF!”

Boss pushed on the back of Tips’ head, stuffing her face back into Drake’s lap. His dick popped back into her mouth even deeper than before.

“Yea yea. Get back to work. As for you, bud…”

Boss climbed onto the bed beside Drake, leaning in to start kissing him. Tips gladly kept blowing him as the festively clad ladies undressed him. Boss bit his lower lip enticingly until she swung a leg over his, sitting in his lap. That, of course, left her butt seated on the back of Tips’ head and pushed her further down onto his dick. She let out a cutely startled squeal as she took him up to the hilt in her mouth, working her tongue around his dick to rub it down while she made room for more.

“She doesn’t need much encouragement, but she needs a little direction sometimes,” Boss told Drake with a smile.

She bounced in place, wobbling her ass so thick that Drake could watch it shake behind her. It helped that Tips’ head bobbed to suck him off a fraction of a second out of sync with her booty shaking. Drake let his hands roam, cupping Tips’ chest before running up Boss’ hips and rubbing at her small breasts. The shortstack manager hummed appreciatively as she arched her back, pushing them deeper into his hands.

Tips’ hungry suckling and Boss’ heavy makeout session milked his cock with a familiar expertise. Two of the hottest and most experienced thots at the restaurant full of hotties knew how to get him cumming quickly without making it feel rushed when he shot his load into Tips’ mouth. The busty brunette’s jugs squashed against his legs as she slurped him up noisily, draining him like a human drainpipe. Boss finally lifted her hips enough to let her employee get off Drake’s dick. Her lips popped as she finally let the suction go, smacking her lips in sloppy satisfaction. She let some cum run down her chin until Boss turned and licked it off her, rubbing in a few drops that had hit her tits as well.

“We know you’re always one to last a while, so we wanted to get the warmup out of you early” Boss chuckled.

“Yea! Now we can get to the good stuff!”

“You mean the REALLY good stuff, because that sure wasn’t the bad stuff,” Drake sighed.

“So what are we feelin’? Moneyshot? Hotdogging? Facials? Or you want the classics?”

Tips beamed and puffed up her chest. After the rough sitting and sucking, her bunnygirl costume had started to sag out of place. Most of her nipples were hanging out over the top already when she squashed her tits together. They fully burst out under the mild pressure. Boss sat up with a wiggle of her hips, pulling on her outfit to make it ride higher up her ass crack. Her cheeks all but fell out around the one piece.

“So what’s it gonna be first tonight? Tips or ass?” Boss offered as the girls set their jiggling assets on the bed.

Drake let his eyes adjust from trying to go in two directions at once before he sighed.

“That just feels mean making me pick like that. But I can’t say no to some ass action.”

Boss let out a proud chuckle.

“See? Still the best ass in the biz,” she proclaimed, giving her big booty a smack.

“Darn right ya do!” Tips agreed.

She reached out and hi-fived Boss, letting her hand bounce off the clap and circle around to smack Boss’ butt herself. She didn’t take the choice very hard at all, hopping over to the dresser. Boss wiggled out of her costume, shaking her butt at Drake all the while until Tips tossed her one of many bottles of lube stashed around the restaurant.

“You do the honors,” she offered as the naked Boss (apart from her jaunty little hat) moved to all fours to offer up her ass.

Drake busied his hands collecting the oil while he leaned in, letting himself kiss and bite her big juicy peach of an ass. She moaned over his reckless worship as he took his time oiling her up. She bent over further to part her tight cheeks and let him lube up her crack and asshole. He was close enough that his erection rubbed against her oily cheek, making it twitch with a fresh trickle of precum mix with all the lube. Even the light touch turned him on enough that he simply slid his dick up between her buns, testingly teasing along her asshole. Boss gave a low and approving hum.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” she prompted.

Boss bumped her butt back into Drake’s dick, rubbing it up and down against him. He quickly accepted her invitation and thrust himself up her asshole. The short woman’s thick cheeks swallowed up his cock, grasping it tightly inside her bowels. She gave a few slow rocks of her hips to get him started before Drake got to pounding her ass with vigor. The oil made the slap of his hips against her cheeks that much sharper to accentuate each thrust.

Drake felt a wave of tunnel vision as he focused on savoring Boss’ ass, which left him fully distracted as Tips climbed onto the bed. She stuffed her big pale boobs into Drake’s face. He automatically started kissing and sucking the appetizing flesh.

“Just to show they’re not jealous,” Tips giggled.

Drake just nodded rather than stop feasting on her breasts. He pinched his lips around Tips’ inverted nipples to bait them out, tonguing them as he kept riding Boss’ booty. The shorter woman ran her hands over Tips’ thighs and crotch approvingly. She wiggled her hips with a little flouri, rubbing his dick around inside her for a medley of arousing new caresses.

With a sharp and sudden thrust, Boss leaned back further into her butt bump. She pushed hard enough to make Drake fall flat on his back. The shortstack raised her ass and planted it on top of his cock, engulfing it back into her tight and flexible ass.

“Hop on, Tips. He ordered a two-for-one, after all.”

“Heck yea! Share the wealth!”

Tips threw off the last of her costume and straddled Drake's face. Her fat cheeks clapped down and she shook them side to side, twerking her cheeks right before his eyes. It felt like the perfect view and ground her pussy on by his mouth while still harmlessly smothering him. She had clearly done this kind of thing before.

“You good down there, hot shot?” Boss asked as she squatted up and down, sliding her lubed up asshole on his cock.

Drake thrust his own hips up to push a little deeper into her. Boss moaned as his balls bumped against her thighs, and his nod rubbed her face into Tips’ ass cheeks. He curled his tongue to meet her pussy, licking up its underside and massaging around inside her. The big brunette let out a delighted purr as she arched her back, pushing her booty back into his face. The girls kept riding and grinding until Drake felt highly sensitive to every ripple of their fat cheeks. He groped at both women’s booties, letting one hand caress each of them to caress their thick curves. He circled back whenever they gave an appreciative sigh or moan, reciprocating his own intense arousal.

With one final drop of her ass on his lap, Boss finished him off as he nutted deep inside her. The manager’s asshole clenched around him, greedily keeping his cock inside her as she let out a long, satisfied moan. Her sealing up anus pulsed and kept his seed oozing inside her hole. Tips shivered and squealed as Drake’s hungrily flexing tongue pressed against the base of her clit, making her squirt her own quick burst of cum that rewarded him with a sweet but musky taste. As much as he enjoyed their service, it was always a pleasure to know they appreciated it as well. Pizza Thot employees tended to be the ones that loved their work.

A soft beeping cued that they had timed it out perfectly with the end of his timeslot. Boss gave another little shake of her hips, tugging Drake’s dick around with it before sliding herself back off.

“Amazing as always,” Drake sighed as he tried to find his pants so he could get some tip money out.

“Guess I’ll start packing up.”

“Aw, what’s the rush?” Tip chimed invitingly. Boss nodded as well.

“Yea, stay a little. Don’t want you to be alone on New Year’s. We’ll hook you up with the new chicken parm sandwich Chef’s been working on, and we have this tradition where we try to get as many people as possible to cum at midnight.”

“I’ve been calling it The Ball Drop! Gahaha!”

Drake smiled at the surprisingly homey hostesses. He shrugged and slapped down his tip as he got up to follow them to a table.