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“If you use that dong of yours to scoop up the gallon of milk you just poured on my back I’ll lick it clean,” promised Anna. Mark got on his knees and began scooping his cum from Anna’s back, pushing towards her ass while trying to get most of it to stick to his lubed cock. Anna reached behind, using her hand as a reservoir and gathering the runoff to bring to her mouth to drink down. Then she turned around, looked at Mark’s cum-covered rocket and sucked the whole thing into her mouth, savoring the warm coconutty liquid as is ran down her throat. She was barely able to extract Mark’s now-soft cockhead from her mouth.
“Well that was a whole lotta fun!” Anna quipped, saying it more to Mark’s rod than to Mark himself. From then on Anna and Mark fucked often that semester but that first time, that first reaction and facial recognition of Anna’s, that would always stand out in Mark’s memory.
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“So whaddaya say big fella?” Cara probed. Mark looked a little dumbfounded- he had spaced out as he recalled his sexual history in seconds.
“Will you fuck our brains out you hung fucking stud?” Cara had opened the floodgates and there was no turning back. Mark looked at Cara and then Marilyn pausing as he took in this erotic request. Cara was leaning forward and staring at him intently with a wry smile and a tinge of desperation. Mark could see down her shirt where her soft round tits lay cuddled inside their bra. Marilyn was biting her lip and Mark noticed her legs were clamped together tightly confirming for him how horny she was.
OK was all that came out of his mouth when Cara attacked him like a hyena, getting her hands on his belt in seconds.
“Finally! Let’s have some fun!” Cara made quick work of his buckle button and zipper and pulled his slim jeans down to his ankles. Mark sat there in burgundy boxer briefs, a lump the size of a guinea pig distending the soft cotton. Cara looked for a second like she didn’t know what to do but gathered herself and put one hand lightly atop the mound.
“I saw your dick once in college,” she confessed. Mark smiled.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. I took pictures- you didn’t know I could see it.” Cara was surprised to feel herself blushing.
“What? Really?” Cara nodded in confirmation. Her hand registered a slight throbbing from the beast it rested upon and Cara’s eyes widened.
“It looked huge then and I’ve wanted to see it ever since. I’ve masturbated to you. A lot.” Her hand began gently rubbing Mark’s bulge as her other hand worked it’s way under her skirt, and past her panties to play with her clit.
“Fuck this, I need to see this bad boy,” and with that Cara yanked the boxer briefs to join Mark’s pants crumpled on the ground. Cara let out a loud ‘HA!’ when she finally the the pink anaconda beneath.
“Goodgodjesuschrist” she sputtered. Mark gazed proudly down at his perfectly formed wrist thick meat stick sitting in a huge beanbag of a scrotum. Even he was impressed with how it looked for having been stuffed in his pants the last few hours. Cara continued to behold Mark’s 3rd leg when Marilyn, who meanwhile had stripped down to nothing, got up from her seat, sat down next to Cara and grabbed hold of the huge soft weiner with two hands so that only the plump corona could be seen and began crying. Mark stared on in disbelief.
“I haven’t thought about anything except this fucking cock for weeks!” Marilyn blubbered. With tears streaming down her face Marilyn abruptly began shoving the porpoise into her mouth like she was at a pie-eating contest. It may actually have been easier if it were pie. Since it was completely soft Marilyn was able to stuff the chubby crown and a half-inch into her gob before meeting resistance. Just having her mouth full of man-meat again made Marilyn horny as fuck and she stuck both hands down to rub her twat and asshole. Cara began jerking the many remaining inches that didn’t make it into her friends orifice. Mark removed his shirt as he watched his two old college friends fondle his absurd endowment.
“You want me to wipe those tears away?” Cara whispered into Marilyn’s ear. She nodded. Cara then retrieved Mark’s now lubricated dickhead with a loud POP and began smearing his fat dong all over her friend’s face, getting some of Marilyn’s mascara on Mark’s wobbler but also sticky saliva all over Marilyn’s visage.
Marilyn gasped. “You bitch!” and she took Mark’s weiner back and began smacking Cara’s face with it making Thuckthuck sounds as she did. Cara had hoped to invite this sort of retaliation. Marilyn had told her all about her smackfest with Mark and had played the scenario over and over in her mind when she was horny at home with nothing to do. Today she wanted to know exactly how it felt.
“Well that was a whole lotta fun!” Anna quipped, saying it more to Mark’s rod than to Mark himself. From then on Anna and Mark fucked often that semester but that first time, that first reaction and facial recognition of Anna’s, that would always stand out in Mark’s memory.
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“So whaddaya say big fella?” Cara probed. Mark looked a little dumbfounded- he had spaced out as he recalled his sexual history in seconds.
“Will you fuck our brains out you hung fucking stud?” Cara had opened the floodgates and there was no turning back. Mark looked at Cara and then Marilyn pausing as he took in this erotic request. Cara was leaning forward and staring at him intently with a wry smile and a tinge of desperation. Mark could see down her shirt where her soft round tits lay cuddled inside their bra. Marilyn was biting her lip and Mark noticed her legs were clamped together tightly confirming for him how horny she was.
OK was all that came out of his mouth when Cara attacked him like a hyena, getting her hands on his belt in seconds.
“Finally! Let’s have some fun!” Cara made quick work of his buckle button and zipper and pulled his slim jeans down to his ankles. Mark sat there in burgundy boxer briefs, a lump the size of a guinea pig distending the soft cotton. Cara looked for a second like she didn’t know what to do but gathered herself and put one hand lightly atop the mound.
“I saw your dick once in college,” she confessed. Mark smiled.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. I took pictures- you didn’t know I could see it.” Cara was surprised to feel herself blushing.
“What? Really?” Cara nodded in confirmation. Her hand registered a slight throbbing from the beast it rested upon and Cara’s eyes widened.
“It looked huge then and I’ve wanted to see it ever since. I’ve masturbated to you. A lot.” Her hand began gently rubbing Mark’s bulge as her other hand worked it’s way under her skirt, and past her panties to play with her clit.
“Fuck this, I need to see this bad boy,” and with that Cara yanked the boxer briefs to join Mark’s pants crumpled on the ground. Cara let out a loud ‘HA!’ when she finally the the pink anaconda beneath.
“Goodgodjesuschrist” she sputtered. Mark gazed proudly down at his perfectly formed wrist thick meat stick sitting in a huge beanbag of a scrotum. Even he was impressed with how it looked for having been stuffed in his pants the last few hours. Cara continued to behold Mark’s 3rd leg when Marilyn, who meanwhile had stripped down to nothing, got up from her seat, sat down next to Cara and grabbed hold of the huge soft weiner with two hands so that only the plump corona could be seen and began crying. Mark stared on in disbelief.
“I haven’t thought about anything except this fucking cock for weeks!” Marilyn blubbered. With tears streaming down her face Marilyn abruptly began shoving the porpoise into her mouth like she was at a pie-eating contest. It may actually have been easier if it were pie. Since it was completely soft Marilyn was able to stuff the chubby crown and a half-inch into her gob before meeting resistance. Just having her mouth full of man-meat again made Marilyn horny as fuck and she stuck both hands down to rub her twat and asshole. Cara began jerking the many remaining inches that didn’t make it into her friends orifice. Mark removed his shirt as he watched his two old college friends fondle his absurd endowment.
“You want me to wipe those tears away?” Cara whispered into Marilyn’s ear. She nodded. Cara then retrieved Mark’s now lubricated dickhead with a loud POP and began smearing his fat dong all over her friend’s face, getting some of Marilyn’s mascara on Mark’s wobbler but also sticky saliva all over Marilyn’s visage.
Marilyn gasped. “You bitch!” and she took Mark’s weiner back and began smacking Cara’s face with it making Thuckthuck sounds as she did. Cara had hoped to invite this sort of retaliation. Marilyn had told her all about her smackfest with Mark and had played the scenario over and over in her mind when she was horny at home with nothing to do. Today she wanted to know exactly how it felt.