Shady desert pool (closed to angelonmyknees)

RicoFerdinand

Really Experienced
Joined
Sep 24, 2016
Posts
157
It was a sweet set up, however dodgy, it was what had to be done. Tommy had fucked up majorly and he had pulled me back down with him. On a money run to San Francisco, he'd passed through Vegas and pretty much blown all our cash - in the hundreds of thousands range. And problem was, it wasn't our money. It was the Chinese's, and of course, once they found out, they would be pissed. They didn't yet, luckily, but we were both painstakingly aware that when they found out, we'd be dead.

https://i.pinimg.com/736x/a9/61/38/a961387ff07f9aa8e35d646582487848.jpg
Me, from the archive

https://i.pinimg.com/474x/91/06/95/91069596c305d525b7468a09cda225c5--sexy-guys-sexy-men.jpg
Tommy, a previous model, before getting into more lucurative lines of business

So we'd had to throw ourselves around fast to get the money, which we didn't have nowhere like among us. It wasn't perfect, or pretty, at least, but fact had it we were also in possession of a particular load in the back of our wan. We had no idea what it was, it was in a locked crate. It belonged to those same Chinese. But the thing was that, for reasons I don't have time to get into, they didn't know we had it. In fact, they thought it was lost, and the blame for losing it was not on us. The Chinese had written the thing of and, faultily, dealt with the matter. Our plan had been to return it for good will, but now we thought different of the matter. We knew the Mexicans wanted it too, so we'd gotten in touch, and were planning to hand it over tomorrow, at this desolate motel with no phone reception comfortably north of the border.

The Mexicans could be rough and to make ourselves understood, we'd picked up Rafael and Paul from cross state, who'd met us up here. Where Tommy and myself where the brains, they were the muscle. Dim but efficient. Their primary objective was to menace, but they'd be more than able to throw punches and more if the situation was dire. That would all be for tomorrow, though. Rafael and Paul were on watch for sure, but the are a was just a piece of back road to the horizon, and absolutely any approach would be spotted miles off, so the atmosphere was relaxed. Tommy and myself were in the pool, Rafael in the driveway and Paul on the terrace above.

There had been a bit of a commotion when the unexpected car had drove up, but given it was a wreck beyond Mexican standards, we didn't find it likely to be trouble. It could've been a ruse, though, so we went to stations in hiding close to the wan hidden down back, while Tommy dared inside, talked to Nina, the proprietor, to which he had enjoyed close relations to the night before when we came in, and with which he had a really nice tone. It was another one of Tommy's many flaws. He was a womanizer, but it had it's benefits, since he always instilled a good relation with women, which often proved useful.

He came strolling back confidently. He told us not to worry, the couple had been arguing and had no idea. The woman had been out of the mans league, Nina had admitted, and he had been off right away, swearing under his breath. The woman had shut herself in the room. Nina had added that she was probably deprived. As Tommy spoke, I already heard him contemplating this girl, and he would statistically succeed. I just grinned, thinking we would see what happened. With this dull evening coming on and two women, I saw no reason he should have both.

So anyway, we returned to stations, which for Tommy and me involved an ice cold beer on the sunbeds. Then you appeared, in your bikini, and we looked at you, turning as you entered the patio behind us, our chairs facing the pool.

"Hey!" Tommy smiled widely, leaning in his elbow, raising his bottle. "Whatever the hell brings a girl like you to this particular nowhere at prime weekend hours? You look like you teleported in from somewhere smoking in the Hollywood Hills!"
 
It was over 100 degrees when the AC quit on my boyfriend's piece of shit car. I didn't even know where we are, but it sure as hell wasn't anywhere near Lake Havasu. We left the freeway behind a couple of hours earlier, because he said he knew a shortcut. As soon as we saw the motel, I tell him to pull over. It was in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by a whole lot of nothing, but it had a big sign that said "ICE COLD AIR CONDITIONING," and a pool in front.

We argued for a few minutes, but he knew he was beat. I was not going to ride all over the fucking Mohave desert looking for parts and waiting for him to screw around. The room was only forty bucks, and he paid and then drove off.

It was a shithole, but the AC worked, and pretty soon, I was starting to feel human again. There was no wifi, and barely any cell service, so I watched TV for a little while. Then I looked out the window. There wasn't a single car in the parking lot. I slipped into my little string bikini and headed out to the pool.

http://dailygarlic.com/userImages/600_sophie-mudd-107624.jpg

"Hey!" a voice said, and I saw two guys sitting out with an ice chest of beer. Cute guys. "Whatever the hell brings a girl like you to this particular nowhere at prime weekend hours? You look like you teleported in from somewhere smoking in the Hollywood Hills!"

Where the hell did they come from? I hadn't seen them from the window because the lounges they were sitting on had faced away, but where was their car? I blushed a little. I hadn't planned on any company, and suddenly I felt a little too exposed in the skimpy little bikini. It wasn't that I hadn't worn it before, but I was alone here, until my boyfriend got back. Right, I thought. Boyfriend. That would back them off a little.

"Just waiting for my boyfriend to get back," I said. "The AC quit on the car. We got a little lost. We were supposed to be at Lake Havasu." I don't know why I'm explaining myself to these guys. I don't know them, I certainly don't owe them an explanation. They're cute though. Maybe it wasn't them that I needed to back off. After all, they were just sitting there. I giggle.

"I'm going to sit down now," I say. I take a few steps away, and lower one of the lounges so it's almost flat. I spread my towel out and lay down. I start to rub sunscreen on. This kind of sun will burn the crap out of me if I'm not careful. I glance over to see if they're watching.
 
And sure enough we were watching, how could we not. I sat trying to look away, my leg facing you bent at the knee, trying to hide the erection I was getting from glancing at your wonderful big breasts, how they curved under the admittedly too small bikini, your curved hips, and your delicate hands on your soft skin, glistering from the lotion as you laid it on.

God, I thought, It's been a while. What's wrong with me, I thought, I don't seem to have my head screwed on right, not taking sufficient time out to court women. I thought to blame Tommy, I was always with him, and he was quick on his guns, always a step ahead, always getting all the action, I thought.

But admittedly, those were all excuses. It was up to me, and in the situations we found ourselves there were plenty of women, he'd pick one up and be gone, I'd remain with my drinks and my thoughts. Work, work, work, always. Worry and work. I really needed to get my shit together and return to enjoying what life offered, like I had used to before.

But history had a way of repeating itself, and as usual, Tommy was the quicker. Unlike me, he strode off his sunbed, sat facing you, legs comfortably parted, leaning forward with a big friendly smile. He grinned boyishly offering you a cold beer, and at the same time, looking at your lotion, spoke "Do you need any help with that?"

I caught myself annoyed with him, but had to bite my lip. After all, I was the passive one, and he was just being Tommy. Some guys had it as part of their nature, I had had that too, before, and then things had gotten serious, and it seemed I had all forgotten. Had I? Apparently so, because while I remained mute and nondescript, or so it seemed to me, he was making his move.

I looked at you as you lay there, licking up the sun. I thought of probably 50 things I could have said too, but they all seemed awkward, so my lips remained shut. And I knew the signs. Tommy was doing his thing and I had no idea if it would work or not, but statistics was in his favor. I felt a bit of aggravation, but being a sour ass wouldn't do anyone any good. I might as well get to grips with the situation and realize that Tommy would be getting all the action before the Mexicans arrived. It was up to me to change that situation, though, next time.

I swung off my sunbed facing away from you feeling I needed a little time to myself. I murmured something to Tommy about checking up on 'things', then I walked inside. I really didn't have anything I needed to do, I just needed to cool my head down, so I went to check on Raphael.

"Tommy is vowing her, I bet?" he sighed

"Yeah" I said, trying to be casual about it, but it didn't work

Raphael laughed and slapped my shoulder "Don't worry about it, man, you know it's always like this with him, he's always the smoother, the competition is just too fierce for us mortal men"

I nodded, felt a little better understanding that Raphael had it the same way. Then he continued "It's like, when we're all married and stuff, you know, straight and narrow, kids, dogs, cars and houses and all, he'll still be out there, picking peaches at poolsides. Must be lonely, don't you think?"

"Shut the fuck up, Raphael!" I grinned, "How's that helping anything?! I don't have any of those things on the horizon, and neither do you, and how's that supposed to be anything but depressing out here in this shit of a desert?"

He laughed and shook his head "No, no, of course, slim comfort, I suppose, hell, at the end of the day you'll see it'll be Tommy there with a smoking hot trophy wife. Just wait for it. And she'll probably be bi sexual too, you know, sharing her model girlfriends with him. Some guys just have it in the stars, and I'm pretty sure Tommy is one of them"

I waved him off "Fuck you Raphael!"

"Fuck you too" he grinned "I'll be here all day if you need a pick me up"

"Fuck you very much!" I laughed "Not much of a motivator" then I was off and back into the motel.

As I walked in, though, one word he had said remained on top of my head, and that was 'share'. Why the hell not, I thought, Tommy was a stand up guy, got a lot of pussy, and was probably game to the idea. All of a sudden my mind was filled with erotic imagery from movies I had been seeing around.

http://68.media.tumblr.com/65a55d2b8c0143c5f41e43d6af233ed1/tumblr_mob24gWWzM1spkhuro1_400.jpg

I returned to the poolside patio to see how you two were getting along. I smiled at you, then I swallowed. I felt my erection bulge again, but I was more able to control it this time around. "Hey" was all I said, not all that aggravated now.
 
Last edited:
The darker one is more than watching, it seems. He didn't miss a beat, standing as I sat, walking over with a swagger that should have seemed stupid and cocky. Should have, because somehow, he was able to carry it. He sat down next to me, legs wide apart, and my eyes flicked down to his crotch for a moment. He had this grin that said he knew I was checking him out as he held out a beer. The bottle was sweating with condensation, and the sun was brutal. I hadn't even been out a minute and I could feel it baking me.

"Thanks," I said, reaching out and taking the bottle. It was nice and cold, and I held it against my neck. Drips of condensation trickled down my chest, into my cleavage. It tickled, and I giggled and twisted the cap off.

"Do you need help any with that?" he asked, glancing at the lotion. So maybe that swagger was swagger was still stupid and cocky, I amended in my mind, but I guess I don't always mind that. His friend stood up and walked off, saying something about checking on things.

"Um, sure," I said. I could hardly believe what I was saying. "Do you mind getting my back?" I looked the beer in my hand. I took a quick drink that turned out to be almost half the bottle. It was so cold, though. I finished it, before the sun warmed it up, and then I turned to lay on my belly.

I offered the dude the bottle of lotion, and grinned over my shoulder at him. Between pretty much chugging the beer and the heat, I was already pleasantly lightheaded, and I reached back to untie the top and slip it off. Then I folded my arms under my head and closed my eyes.

As he started applying the lotion, his partner came out. I opened an eye and saw him looking at me. He was even cuter than the first guy, if that was possible, but he didn't have that attitude.

"Hey," he said.

"Everything ok?" I said. My eyes dipped down. The front of his trunks said he liked what he saw, and I bit my lip. Bad enough that I was letting one total stranger put his hands on me in the pool of this dumpy motel, now I was checking out the other guy's tent pole.

"So what are you guys doing out here, anyway?" I said, hoping a change of subject would stop them noticing where my eyes had gone.
 
It wasn't your gaze down my shorts I noticed first, it was the lip biting. But sure enough, your eyes lingered a split second to long, and I did notice them as well. It made a small tingle run through my crotch and down my lightly pulsating shaft. It made me just a little bit harder.

As expected, Tommy had come a long way. I watched as he took his time applying the lotion. I thought that you must have realized that the job was done double already, your back practically shining with slippery glaze, and I thought that you probably didn't mind. Tommy took care to rub well down your sides, massaging very gently as he proceeded, the oil running down the sides of your cushioned tits, dripping on the sunbed.

I nodded and smiled as your eyes rose to meet mine, "Yeah, all very good" I responded, more relaxed by the minute.

Then came the question about what we were doing here, and it caught me of guard. Tommy too, it would seem, because for a second there his hands stopped, and we looked at each other. We'd thought we'd be alone out here. We'd never actually thought to bring a cover story.

It was like a pause in time as my mind spun on what to possible say, and just as I was thinking a holiday story would never cut it, Tommy burst out my thoughts exactly. More to me than to you he just said "I don't suppose a vacation story would be plausible to her, huh, Rico?".

I couldn't believe he had said those words out loud. It made things all the more complicated, I was thinking fast, and came up with a setup that literally developed as I spoke.

"Eh, well, no Tommy, I don't think she would buy that"

Then I looked at you, smiling "Actually, it's kinda secret, but I suppose we can tell you. You see, we're movie producers, and we're location scouting, it is a desert motel thing, but it's all very hush-hush, big names and all"
 
A vacation story? Rico? Why wouldn't I find a vacation story plausible? They were sitting by the pool drinking beer in the middle of the day, after all. If they weren't on vacation what were they doing? I looked up at the one called Rico, and he had an oh-shit look on his face for a second that made me worry. What were these guys trying to hide.

Then he explained. Movie producers. My ears perked up. They seemed young. Tommy was massaging my shoulders, though, and the sun and the beer had me in a kind of delirious state.

"No shit?" I said. "What kind of movie is it? Do you know I've been trying to be an actress for like, a year?" I propped myself up on my elbows, making sure my forearms hid my nips. I tried to snap out of the lethargy I was in, tried to focus, but it was so hot. And then my eyes fell on Rico's bulge again. I wondered if Tommy was as hard.

"So do you think there might be a part for me?" I murmured softly. I rolled onto my side, my back to them, and sat up. I covered my nipples with one arm as I turned to face them, shading my eyes with the other hand.
 
I smugly acknowledged to myself how wonderfully well my spur of the moment cover story had worked out, and continued to answer your questions. "Really? You are trying to become an actress you say? That's interesting! And, yes! Of course there are openings. The casting isn't done yet by far!"

Tommy rose from his sitting position and stood next to me. Our shadows partially falling on your body, the sun blasting on and off in your eyes as we shifted our weights around. One second you would see only our black outlines, the next our bodies. Him bare chested in long shorts, me in shorts as well, and a short sleeve shirt buttoned down to the last two buttons.

Then he took up on my story, and this time he did a better job at it than getting us in trouble like he had before. "Yeah!" He chimed in enthusiastically "There's a side story, important character, best friend of the female lead."

He looked you up and down, pretending he'd only now, professionally, evaluated your body "She's just right for the cast description, don't you think, Rico?" - I followed his lead grinning and nodding "Yeah, I think you're right, Tommy. You're pretty much spot on like the art directors sketches, honey. What is your name, by the way?"

Tommy didn't wait for your response and started talking again "It's a pretty sassy love triangle role and story, honey. It plays out right in the desert like most of the flick. In fact, there is a scene planned at this very pool, if we end up picking the location. The details isn't set for the scene yet, but it will be a hot one, on a day like this, and she'll be facing a choice. Maybe".

I just stood soaking up your delicious body while he spoke, nodding where relevant, imagening your very real exposed nipples just behind those arms. Then I had an idea. I picked another beer out of the ice and popped it. Then I handed it to you while continuing "Would you be interested in auditioning for a role like that?"
 
For a second, I look up at the two of them, and my mind is trying to race, trying to sort through the possibilities. I'm dazed, though, and it;s all I can do just to follow what they're saying. The point is, there might be a part for me. I grin, and reach out to take the beer that is offered. The sun hits my nipples like a blast furnace, and I giggle nervously. I sip the beer, letting them look.

I wonder if they really are making a movie, but I realize I don't care. They're hot. I'm sitting by the pool in front of this motel in the middle of nowhere in nothing but a bikini bottom, drinking a beer while two hot guys check me out.

"I'm Angela," I say. I set the beer down and squirt a glob of the suncreen into my palms. If I'm going to do this topless, I will definitely need it. I start rubbing it into the pale triangles which my bikini top normally kept from tanning. "So tell me about this scene. What kind of choice does she have to make?"
 
Smiling, we look at your big nude breaats as you take a deep sip of the beer. "Angela. Nice name. Nice to meet you" Tommy sais.

"The part is fairly open" I say "leaves a lot of room for interpretation for you if you get it"

I pop another bottle and take a deep sip myself, then continue "her choice is between the two guys she's been juggling. They confront her by the pool, and she has to find a way out of that."

Tommy takes up the thread from there "the way I see it, honey, she picks the one, or the other... Or none... Or both.'

This time I sit down next to you on the sunbed, looking intently on as you start spreading lotion on your pale tits "I could help you out with that" I grin.

And Tommy sits by your other side "Yeah," he sais "and we could possibly audition this thing right here and now" he continues "if that part has you interested at all, that is"
 
I only hesitate a second before I hand Rico the bottle of suncreen and arch my back, pushing my chest out.

"The part sounds great," I say. "I guess, if she's been juggling these two guys, she... uh... knows what they each have to offer her." I smile at Tommy, and my hand finds its way to Rico's lap, exploring his bulge through his shorts. I give a little gasp of excitement when I feel him, and I turn to face him.

"She's been trying to keep them secret from each other because she wants both of them, right?" I reach out with my other hand for Tommy, squeezing him. I moan softly.

"I guess the real question is, are they the kind of guys who would be willing to share?"
 
Your delicate touch shoots sparks of warmth down my crotch, adding to the blazing heat of the baking sun and making my shaft throb and grow onto your palm. I bite my lip and shift my weight around, spreading my knees to allow you to explore further.

Taking the bottle of sunscreen from you, I squirt lotion into my hands and rub them together, then they rise to your big bouncy breasts and spread over them. First I rub their full roundness, lubrucate them and push them together, licking my lips looking at your cleavage. Then I respond "we'll let you tale charge of the drama of this little audition, Angela. After all, we're looling to reveal your talent. The details of the script can come later, if you get the part that is".

My fingers spread around your pointy nipples and squeese them gently, palms press in to cushion your tits, lubricating lotion running down your bossom and starting to drip on your lap and bikini bottoms.

At your other side, Tommy moans, shifting to your touch too. "Yeah" he says hoarsly "like improv theater, baby. We appreciate actresses that move on opportunity".

Then you feel his strong hand on your knee. Rolling inside your thigh while pulling it towards him, spreading you open inch by inch while his fingers massage and work their way up towards the fine fabric of your bikini bottoms.
 
My legs opened as Tommy caressed my thigh. I moaned softly, the hot sun making my skin extra sensitive. I had a momentary thought for my boyfriend, but realistically, he wasn't going to be back, not for a while. And if he did come back and happen to catch me fooling around with these two guys, maybe that's just what he deserved for being a fuckup.

Rico's hands on my tits were making my whole body shiver with excitement, and I wrapped my hands around the two cocks through their trunks. I looked from one to the other of them. I wasn't really sure I believed they were movie producers. I always pictured producers as being fat, sleazy guys, but who could tell? Even if they weren't, I thought, they were hot, and there was something incredibly exciting about groping their cocks out here by the pool. Anyone who pulled into the parking lot would see us. I didn't think people on the highway would see, but maybe.

The thought gave me a rush of lust and fear, and I slipped out from between the two men. I knelt in front of Tommy, grinning dizzily. I started to tug his trunks down, licking my lips.
 
Leaning forward, I followed your hand with my eyes as it took his trunks in your grasp and pulled it downwards. My one hand reached out cupping under your one big tit, squeezed up on it and rolled over it, while I watched how Tommy's hips rose, his hand slid to the side of the shorts, eagerly pulling it down his thighs with you. His free hand slid from your crotch, up over your tummy, and to your other tit, which he started to fondle, his fingers pinching at your visible nip.

And then his cock jumped out. And up. It stood pulsating, growing with each throb. I saw how you eyed it greedily, and I swallowed, feeling my cock bulge hard too. I lent back, scanned to side of the hotel facing us, the driveway. The sun reflected hard in my eyes from the windows. So many of them, through which I had no chance of seeing. I was wondering if anyone where already watching, Rafael, Paul, the proprietor Nina, or maybe even your boyfriend in the unlikely event that he had returned unnoticed. I grinned, the thoughts only turning me on all the more. I didn't care. All that was on my mind now was getting to fuck this naughty angel called Angela, for anyone to see.

I looked down at you, biting my lip "That's just right, Angela. Now imagine there are cameras. It is a movie set, after all. Make it climatic for yourself, Tommy and the spectators. Show us how you do it!"
 
There was no denying how hot it was, having a different guy fondling each of my tits, and I was moaning when Tommy's cock sprang out. I grinned at him, and looked around. The sun beat down on my back, and the thick smell of him hit me hard. I looked at Rico when he spoke. I was more convinced than ever that the story about being movie producers was bullshit, but I didn't care. Instead of a boring couple of hours wasted at this lonely motel, I was getting to fulfill a fantasy I'd had ever since I got interested in boys.

I leaned down and licked Tommy's balls. I stroked them with my tongue, feeling the coarse hair and the soft skin, stretched out and wrinkle free in the heat. I pressed my cheek against the shaft of his cock and swirled my tongue around them, and my eyes cut to Rico. I glanced down at his crotch.

"You, too," I whispered, and started to slide my tongue up Tommy's shaft.
 
I was starting to realize my story was getting a bit thin, but I thought it didn't really matter anymore. This had reached the point of no return, and it was all about the three of us on the patio now.

Tommy's cock throbbed and bulged hard against your cheek and face, he lent back, hips shivering and rising to the soft lick of your tongue. As his full hand pressed hard up on your tit, his other hand slid to the back of your neck, tangled into your hair, pressing you gently up against himself.

I lifted an eyebrow "Yeah? Want more Angela?" I grinned, keeping your gaze as I grabbed my trunks too, pulled them down and off to my thighs. Now it was my erection that burst out standing ready and erect. I smiled at the realization that it was already both longer and thicker than Tommy's, I had always suspected I'd had the bigger cock of the two of us. His was big for sure, but I'd always heard from girls that mine was huge. It seemed they were right, if this was any comparison.

My fingers pinched hard around your nipple, pulled it in towards us, while my free hand found yours, lifted it to my crotch and folded it around my pumping shaft "Let's see how big you can make them, honey, before we make use of them on your naughty pussy"
 
My eyes opened wide when Rico pulled his cock out. Tommy's was nice, bigger than most, but Rico's was the biggest I'd ever seen outside of a porn movie. As he pulled my hand over and wrapped my fingers around it, I laughed. I couldn't reach all the way around. I looked up at him, and grinned. My tongue slipped out and swirled around the head of Tommy's cock.

My pussy was flexing in anticipation of Rico's big cock, and I closed my eyes as my lips wrapped around Tommy. I slid down his shaft until I felt him push against the back of my throat, and then I slid back. I started bobbing my head quickly, letting the spit drip down, twisting my neck so my tongue could work the underside of his shaft.

I stroked Rico slowly, half the speed. I was still in awe, and a little dread of his big cock. At the same time, I wanted it to last. I wanted to feel that monster in my pussy for a long time.
 
Shifting onto my side, spreading my thighs so you could get a firm grasp around my cock working your fingers up and down along it slowly I looked at you nodding back and forth on Tommy's shaft sinking in and out between your suctioning lips, glistering from your saliva running down onto his balls.

His grasp on the back of your neck tightened, and he moaned out deeply, while juggling himself up onto your thrusts, pushing his cock deeper into your mouth. I lent forward, releasing my hold over your delicate hand as it's grabbed onto my cock, and led my hand across your lower hand, over the curve of your tit and down your tummy, all the way in between your thighs, taking a firm grasp over your full and pulsating pussy.

I spread my hand out and massaged it, lifted you on your knees, your round ass high in the air, legs widening to accommodate my hold. Your pussy was warm and soft and moist, and I felt your lips parting to me under the thin bikini fabric. "Do you think you have room for it all in there, sweetie?" I said teasingly
 
I slurped loudly and nodded my head. I wasn't sure if Rico could tell the difference between that nod and every other nod my head had made, sliding up and down Tommy's cock, so I pulled off.

"Fuck yes," I moaned. I reached back, sliding the bottom of my bikini down. His hands felt amazing on me, but I wanted to feel him touching me. As I slid them down, I leaned onto Tommy's cock, and relaxed my throat, sliding him deep, until my chin pressed against his balls.
 
As soon as your panties slid down your thighs and you lifted your bottoms high, my finger slid in between your full moist pussy lips, parting to me, oozing warm from your pulsing hole. The sun was biting and so much more was you, my finger bent as it pressed up on your clit, and then it slid up inside you, rolled around opening you as your juices started to flood onto my palm.

Then I shifted on the sunbed again, your hand holding your grasp on my cock as I slid down next to you, then lost it as I strode in behind you. My finger still deep inside you, rolling and pushing with my arm wrapped around your waist, I lifted you higher still, ass rubbing up against me, your knees almost off the patio floor, your head nudged on forward, pressing you harder onto Tommy's cock that you greedily devoured. My free hand massaged your curved back, wet from the sweat and the lotion, followed over the curve of your buttocks, then found my cock, and soon you felt the enormous swollen and pulsating head on your pussy.

Tommy yelped above you, bending in over you, pushing deep into your mouth, his cock convulsing. You could probably have him cum with a nudge of the tip off your tongue, or let him be, by remaining still. That would be a bit of a problem though, as my cock eagerly started to press into you, replacing my finger retracting out of the running wet hole.

My cock was enormous, making you so tight, but your juices flooded in streams, wetting you, and between that and the warmth and the lotion, my full cock head popped inside, making red dots dart before my eyes from the pressure of your pussy flexing on my cock that was still growing. My hands held your buttocks firmly, I massaged them, holding still while the heave of your pussy receded. Then I loomed in over your back, like an animal ready to strike, and pushed on in, sinking my enormous cock into your pussy, slowly starting to fuck in long, deeper and deeper strokes.
 
Back
Top