“Is this okay?” she asked, batting thick, wet lashes at us.
The female was at my feet, water falling over those dark locks. Ringlets were plastered to her head, those big breasts glistening under the water. I gripped my dick hard to stop myself from shooting.
Not yet. Not yet.
She had to feel what she was doing to us.
Meeting Trent's eyes through the steam, I nodded. The water shimmered over his hard chest, those sapphire eyes burning through the vapor like a beacon of light. And slowly, he fisted his dick and rubbed the hard pole down her neck.
Her soft mouth dropped open and she panted a little, reaching back to stroke his dick with a naked hand. All the while, the beauty massaged my cock with the soapy sponge.
I would have sworn she’d done it a thousand times before if I didn’t know better.
“Mason, you're so big!” she gasped, stroking faster now.
I groaned, balls growing tight with each movement of her warm hand.
“Slow down baby. I want your mouth. You need to get used to our size, and we’re ready for phase two.” Because it was time for more. Plucking my dick away from her, I grabbed the sponge and tossed it aside. Then, I dragged her hand back towards it—skin-to-skin. “Here, feel with your hand, Katy baby.”
Shyly, her fingers glided over the thick veins and helmet head of my cock as she stared.
“Like this?” came her soft whisper.
My manhood spurted pre-cum. I wanted to fuck her until she couldn’t take it anymore.
But Trent shook his head, wordlessly reminding me that it wasn’t time yet. Moving closer, he gripped his massive cock, the pole dripping steadily with pre-cum, sticky and clear. And slowly, the motherfucker spread it down her cheek just as Nick seized a lock of Katy's hair, gently pulling her head back.
“Open your mouth, baby.”
She opened immediately and he smeared his pre-cum over her parted lips. It was a sticky white lip gloss that only nature could create. Her eyes were wide open and she gasped a bit, new to this kind of depravity.
But soon Katy was on it. Her eyes begged for more, head jerking a bit as she chased his cock, trying to catch it with her lips.
I watched in amazement.
Shit, this was our type of slut.
So eager to suck.
Nick chuckled, although it had to be killing him not to be in that hot, sweet mouth of hers. Watching our goddess, virginal but begging, turned us on more than anything we’d ever had before.
I grabbed the back of the female’s neck.
“If you're not gonna give her what she wants, then I’m more than happy,” was my grunt.
Katy stared at me, ready for a second gift. And I didn’t hold back. Moving as fast as lightning, I shoved my dick into her mouth.
Her eyes bugged out for a moment.
Her cheeks bulged, crammed full to the
max.
But there was an unmistakable female grunt of pleasure. Our girl sounded like she had just won a prize at the fair. Oh yeah, Katy loved being here, kneeling in the shower, touched on all sides by three cocks streaming come.
And we were the ones that were lucky. Because how often do you meet a virginal slut? One who can’t get enough during her first time?
Hell yeah.