Let me start this chronicle by saying that I am a military terror. I am in the United States Air Force in aeromedical and my fiancé and his friend are both in the Air Force as well. They are both assigned to particular cognitive operation. For the function of concealing everyone 's identicalness I will leave out their respective squadrons. I will say they are both combat controller. I 'm sharing this so you will sympathise that they are both a short crazy and contribution that tight bond from being deployed together on several juncture.

My fiancé we will call in him Matt and his Friend Kevin both have that really forcible defined brawny physical body. They are not too bulky just nice and defined and blockheaded. They are both around 5'11, although Kevin may be slightly taller. Kevin is another regular army little terror like me. He is mixed. His dad is total darkness and his female parent is from Guam. He has this gorgeous cutis that is almost a caramelized sugar bronze in vividness. He is very enunciate and educated, as is my fiancé. My fiancé has a arcdegree in military history and Kevin's degree I believe is in political scientific discipline. I have known Kevin for a fiddling over two days. He only began hanging out at our family a lot in the last eight month or so since he and lusterlessness both returned from Afghanistan. His married woman left him while they were deployed. He volunteered to do a turn around and go back out with my fiancés team. She left him for volunteering to go back instead of staying at plate with her.

He and Matt workout together every day, they work together, so it makes sense that he hangs out with us. He doesn't get on my nerves so I don't mind him being around. They are both fun to be around together. They are always laughing and joking and cracking smart comments with me and making me laugh hysterically. They are always arguing playfully at each other about some random history fact or making fun of some war movie and how it is such BS. This is like every metre they are watching goggle box. It was one night just like this when my story happened.

They were watching some movie on T.V. about storming the beach on D-day. matte was picking on Kevin about not being able-bodied to do that while they were just joking and giving each early heartbreak. I asked why he couldn't crawling and my fiancé looked at me laughing and said because he has a Equus asinus is his knickers. He shook his nous at Kevin, who just laughed and said something about him being jealous. matte replied no man you can retain that. I don't know if it didn't swallow hole in what he said. Looking back I 'm sure I must have known what he was saying. but for some ground I asked what do you mean he has a donkey in his pants. Matt still laughing just said, baby his dick is too big we would always joke with him when we were deployed about not letting it dangle in the dirt. I was kind of shocked for a 2d. Not because they were joking around and saying demented poppycock, that happens all the time. It was that flatness said he had a Equus asinus pecker.

This shocked me because my fiancé is jolly tumid, a little longer than seven and three fourth in and as thick as the cardboard insert from a paper towel roll. Him saying Kevin was big made me curious. I don't know what possessed me to but for some reason I just blurted out how big. They both kind looked at me with this crazy flavour on their faces and started laughing. flatness said he stole it from a rhinoceros or something laughable like that which had Kevin cracking up again. He stopped himself and said it's not as big as all that. It 's just long.

Kevin is a really estimable looking guy. He has a strong defined face, with that harsh unemotional person look that both he and my fiancé possess when they look at you. Well delimitate and stern when they are not cracking caper on each former and smiling and laughing. Both of them looking at me and joking about all this was making me palpate so wet. I knew my kitty was getting swollen. I am usually not so forward and bold but tonight for some reasonableness I kept pushing this issue.

So how big is it I asked again now very curious and secretly aroused, I guess I figured matt brought it up so I should be allowed to ask. flatness still laughing looked at me and said something to Kevin existent quick. They both started laughing again. Then Matt said are you really that curious. I said that I didn't know why I was but that I was just really peculiar. Matt form of simper and said okey if you want to know. He looked at Kevin and said you care if she sees it. I guess that was what he said to Kevin right before when they were joking because he said yeah man if you really don't care.

My gosh at that instant my cunt dripped like I can't even report, I think it was utter surprisal that made me so wet. We have a large wrap around couch and Kevin was on one side. Matt was form of in the middle where it bends around. I was on the other English where I had been sitting and reading my toilet table Fair powder store when this unhurt crazy conversation started. Kevin stood up and began to unzip his bloomers as he walked over towards me. He opened his whack and the top of his jeans before I could even protest or react at all. He stopped in battlefront of me. Slowly he drew out his member let it dribble down in social movement of him.

Holy shit it was huge. It wasn't stunned porn ace huge where it looks unproportionate and ugly. It was just big and gorgeous. It was a petty bit darker than the balance of his skin but still very bright in color. It was a cocoa bronze right up to about two inches below the head. It got pinker and pinker until it reached his tip. His head was amazingly thick and round of drinks with the most beautiful pastel pink skin colour I have ever seen. His cock was beautiful. I mean wow. I think my pussy fainted for a second when I saw it. I heard Matt laughing and say, I told you it was dullard big. I said it wasn't pudden-head but that it was sexy. I looked over at him obviously so call on that phrases were coming out of my oral fissure before I could opine about what I was saying. You really like it he asked. I said yes it is turning me on which it was. I was so wet all I wanted to do was touch him and feel him in my hand. I kept glancing at his member, which was quite long. What was getting me so wet was how thick it looked just hanging there. His turncock had a several large veins just stretching around it. I just wanted to run my fingers across them and ascertain him grow. The way his cock went from tanned to tap was all I could contain. It was so nice, like a opus of candy. I wondered how it tasted. I was still glancing back and Forth River between Matt and his cock. All of these intimate desires were running through my mind in the full point of a few moment when Matt asked if I wanted to touch him. I looked at him very seriously because I did and told him I really want to if it is okay with you.

Kevin said don't worry about it man I was just going to show her, I'll put my drawers back on. No it's O.K. Matt said. I think Kevin and I both were kind of like what, did he just say okay. You can touch him Matt said it's okay. It's not like you two are running away together or anything, right ? Not a prospect I said.

I couldn't control myself any longer and my hired hand reached out and cupped underneath his thick cock. It was so incredibly profound. I mean heavy. I have never felt a penis that felt like that. full phase of the moon with such weight unit and girth. I couldn't get my hand anywhere near around him. I lifted him up and sort of pulled him to where I was sitting on the couch. He was already growing. I could feel my digit stretching farther apart from each other as his hammer grew thicker and Melville Weston Fuller in my hired hand. His tip was so amazing it was almost too thick. It presented such a spectacle. Full and pink and very hard to the speck like a pencil eraser eraser. Very around and full but with some duration to it as well. It wasn't shaped so a great deal like a mushroom-shaped cloud but rather like a really large strawberry. I say a really declamatory hemangioma simplex because that is how big it probably was. Picture the largest strawberry you have ever eaten. Make it blanket in girth and paint it candy pink. That was Kevin's pecker. It was so gorgeous. Writing about it now makes me so wet imgagining it.

I just wanted to share this with everyone and see if anyone liked it or had similar experiences. It was running long so I stopped. It got a lot crazier after that so if you like it input and I will compose some more of the fib.

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