you’ve already met Ramon and Sanchez.”
I nodded an acknowledgement to Brent. I studied the men. Or should I say I studied the gods and the man. Why on earth would Jenn be hanging out with the wormy looking guy when she could have had perfection? My puzzlement must have been evident because Jenn turned to Ramon. “Show her why, okay? I need a shower.” She left me in the kitchen with the three men
“Gladly.” Ramon placed his cup on the table and wrapped his huge hand around Brent’s cock. “You’ve got to see this,” he said to me.
Unsure what to do, I stood with my back to the counter and watched. Men stroking each other’s cocks was not part of my morning routine.
Jenn’s? Yes.
Mine? No way.
My god, it was hot. The contrast of Ramon’s dark skin against Brent’s white cock made my knees buckle. My nipples puckered and strained against the lace of my bra. Tingles ran down my spine and concentrated in my pussy.
I glanced at Sanchez. He stood against the door frame, sipping coffee and watching Ramon. His dick rested against his leg, but it slowly came to life, twitching and enlarging. A glance at Ramon showed his cock’s response as well.
I watched Ramon’s hand glide up and down Brent’s shaft. For a second, I tore my eyes away and glanced at Brent. Upon closer inspection, I realized he was handsome in his own right. Sure, he wasn’t brown and buff like the other men, but he had a lean, runner’s build and dark hair covered his chest.
With a wide grin, Brent winked at me. “It’s worth the wait, darling. I promise.”
Ramon licked his palm and continued pumping his hand along the length of the man’s shaft.
With each stroke, my heart beat faster. My pussy dripped and flooded my panties. I wasn’t sure what turned me on more, watching a man pleasure another man or being surrounded by three aroused men. There wasn’t enough blood left in my brain to analyze the situation.
“Yo, Ramon, dude.” Brent grabbed Ramon’s wrist. “We’re just supposed to show the lady, not get me off.”
A deep chuckle filled the room. “Sorry, man. Got carried away.”
With one last caress, Ramon ran his smooth black hand from base to tip of Brent’s cock. The biggest I had ever seen.
“Oh, my.” My breath caught in my throat.
“Pretty impressive, huh?” Sanchez asked. “Check out the tatt.”
I couldn’t stop myself. I had to see. The sheer enormity of Brent’s cock overwhelmed me, so it took a second to focus on the fact we were all standing in the kitchen watching Ramon bring Brent to his turgid state. Once I finally noticed the very elaborate Japanese symbol tattooed on Brent’s shaft, I had to process what it meant.
“You have the kanji symbol for penis tattooed on your penis?” I glanced up and looked him in the eyes—pretty blue—for the first time. “Did you think people wouldn’t figure out what it was without the identifier?”
Sanchez and Ramon laughed. “Yeah, it’s kinda hard to tell what it is, ain’t it?”
Brent shrugged. “It seemed like a good idea at the time.” He smiled at me. Pretty blue eyes, radiant smile, and a Godzilla-size cock. No wonder Jenn was hanging out with him instead of the studly Marines. “So, baby, interested in feeling it stretch your pussy?”
I gasped. No one ever talked to me that way. The crudeness shocked and aroused me. Fortunately, Jenn showed up before I gave into temptation. God, was I tempted.
“Don’t even bother.” Jenn walked into the room, hair wet and silk robe clinging to her perfect body. “She has a thing for a guy at work. And she’s a good girl.”
“Damn, that’s too bad.” Ramon ran his hand along his throbbing manhood. “I’m ready to go again, and I like women with meat on their bones.” He leaned against the wall and smiled as he cupped his balls and stroked his shaft. “Jenn?”
“No, baby. You fucked me too hard, and I need a break. Have a go with Brent.”
With a smile, Ramon took Brent’s hand
I nodded an acknowledgement to Brent. I studied the men. Or should I say I studied the gods and the man. Why on earth would Jenn be hanging out with the wormy looking guy when she could have had perfection? My puzzlement must have been evident because Jenn turned to Ramon. “Show her why, okay? I need a shower.” She left me in the kitchen with the three men
“Gladly.” Ramon placed his cup on the table and wrapped his huge hand around Brent’s cock. “You’ve got to see this,” he said to me.
Unsure what to do, I stood with my back to the counter and watched. Men stroking each other’s cocks was not part of my morning routine.
Jenn’s? Yes.
Mine? No way.
My god, it was hot. The contrast of Ramon’s dark skin against Brent’s white cock made my knees buckle. My nipples puckered and strained against the lace of my bra. Tingles ran down my spine and concentrated in my pussy.
I glanced at Sanchez. He stood against the door frame, sipping coffee and watching Ramon. His dick rested against his leg, but it slowly came to life, twitching and enlarging. A glance at Ramon showed his cock’s response as well.
I watched Ramon’s hand glide up and down Brent’s shaft. For a second, I tore my eyes away and glanced at Brent. Upon closer inspection, I realized he was handsome in his own right. Sure, he wasn’t brown and buff like the other men, but he had a lean, runner’s build and dark hair covered his chest.
With a wide grin, Brent winked at me. “It’s worth the wait, darling. I promise.”
Ramon licked his palm and continued pumping his hand along the length of the man’s shaft.
With each stroke, my heart beat faster. My pussy dripped and flooded my panties. I wasn’t sure what turned me on more, watching a man pleasure another man or being surrounded by three aroused men. There wasn’t enough blood left in my brain to analyze the situation.
“Yo, Ramon, dude.” Brent grabbed Ramon’s wrist. “We’re just supposed to show the lady, not get me off.”
A deep chuckle filled the room. “Sorry, man. Got carried away.”
With one last caress, Ramon ran his smooth black hand from base to tip of Brent’s cock. The biggest I had ever seen.
“Oh, my.” My breath caught in my throat.
“Pretty impressive, huh?” Sanchez asked. “Check out the tatt.”
I couldn’t stop myself. I had to see. The sheer enormity of Brent’s cock overwhelmed me, so it took a second to focus on the fact we were all standing in the kitchen watching Ramon bring Brent to his turgid state. Once I finally noticed the very elaborate Japanese symbol tattooed on Brent’s shaft, I had to process what it meant.
“You have the kanji symbol for penis tattooed on your penis?” I glanced up and looked him in the eyes—pretty blue—for the first time. “Did you think people wouldn’t figure out what it was without the identifier?”
Sanchez and Ramon laughed. “Yeah, it’s kinda hard to tell what it is, ain’t it?”
Brent shrugged. “It seemed like a good idea at the time.” He smiled at me. Pretty blue eyes, radiant smile, and a Godzilla-size cock. No wonder Jenn was hanging out with him instead of the studly Marines. “So, baby, interested in feeling it stretch your pussy?”
I gasped. No one ever talked to me that way. The crudeness shocked and aroused me. Fortunately, Jenn showed up before I gave into temptation. God, was I tempted.
“Don’t even bother.” Jenn walked into the room, hair wet and silk robe clinging to her perfect body. “She has a thing for a guy at work. And she’s a good girl.”
“Damn, that’s too bad.” Ramon ran his hand along his throbbing manhood. “I’m ready to go again, and I like women with meat on their bones.” He leaned against the wall and smiled as he cupped his balls and stroked his shaft. “Jenn?”
“No, baby. You fucked me too hard, and I need a break. Have a go with Brent.”
With a smile, Ramon took Brent’s hand
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