Let me start this story by saying that I am a military terror. I am in the U. S. Air Force in aeromedical and my fiancé and his friend are both in the Air Force as well. They are both assigned to particular operations. For the purpose of concealing everyone 's identity operator I will pass on out their respective squadrons. I will say they are both combat accountant. I 'm sharing this so you will infer that they are both a little crazy and contribution that tight chemical bond from being deployed together on various occasions.

My fiancé we will call him lusterlessness and his admirer Kevin both have that really physical defined muscular physical body. They are not too bulky just nice and defined and thick. They are both around 5'11, although Kevin may be slightly marvellous. Kevin is another United States Army terror like me. He is conflate. His dad is black and his mother is from Guam. He has this gorgeous skin that is almost a caramel bronze in color. He is very phrase and educated, as is my fiancé. My fiancé has a stage in military machine chronicle and Kevin's degree I believe is in political scientific discipline. I have known Kevin for a little over two years. He only began hanging out at our mansion a lot in the last eight calendar month or so since he and matte both returned from Afghanistan. His wife left him while they were deployed. He volunteered to do a go around and go back out with my fiancés team. She left him for volunteering to go back instead of staying at home 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 creative thinker him being around. They are both fun to be around together. They are always laughing and joking and cracking impudent commentary 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 meter they are watching television. It was one dark just like this when my story happened.

They were watching some motion-picture show on T.V. about storming the beach on 6 June 1944. Matt was picking on Kevin about not being able to do that while they were just joking and giving each other grief. I asked why he couldn't Australian crawl and my fiancé looked at me laughing and said because he has a Equus asinus is his pants. He shook his head at Kevin, who just laughed and said something about him being jealous. matte replied no man you can keep that. I don't know if it didn't sump in what he said. Looking back I 'm sure as shooting I must have known what he was saying. but for some rationality 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 jest with him when we were deployed about not letting it dangle in the crap. I was sort of shocked for a second. Not because they were joking around and saying wild clobber, that happens all the meter. It was that Matt said he had a donkey cock.

This shocked me because my fiancé is pretty great, a little longer than seven and three quarters inches and as thick as the cardboard insert from a paper towel roller. Him saying Kevin was big made me curious. I don't know what possessed me to but for some rationality I just blurted out how big. They both sort looked at me with this crazy flavor on their faces and started laughing. Matt said he stole it from a rhinoceros or something ridiculous 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 right looking guy. He has a strong defined expression, with that rough unemotional person face that both he and my fiancé possess when they look at you. Well defined and stern when they are not cracking jokes on each other and smiling and laughing. Both of them looking at me and joking about all this was making me feel so wet. I knew my pussycat was getting tumesce. I am usually not so forward and bold but tonight for some ground I kept pushing this yield.

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

My gosh at that instant my pussy dripped like I can't even describe, I think it was utter surprise that made me so wet. We have a large wrap around couch and Kevin was on one side. flatness was kind of in the middle where it bends around. I was on the other side where I had been sitting and reading my Vanity Fair powder store when this whole crazy conversation started. Kevin stood up and began to unzip his pants as he walked over towards me. He opened his whang and the top of his jeans before I could even protest or react at all. He stopped in front of me. Slowly he drew out his phallus let it drop down in front end of him.

sanctum shit it was vast. It wasn't stupid porn star huge where it looks unproportionate and ugly. It was just big and gorgeous. It was a little bit darker than the sleep of his skin but still very bright in semblance. It was a chocolate bronze right up to about two inch below the head. It got pinker and pinker until it reached his tip. His head teacher was amazingly thick and daily round with the most beautiful pastel pink skin color I have ever seen. His dick was beautiful. I mean wow. I think my twat fainted for a second when I saw it. I heard Matt laughing and say, I told you it was unintelligent big. I said it wasn't stupe but that it was aphrodisiacal. I looked over at him obviously so turned that phrases were coming out of my sass before I could think 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 sense him in my hand. I kept glancing at his penis, which was quite long. What was getting me so wet was how stocky it looked just hanging there. His cock had a several magnanimous veins just stretching around it. I just wanted to run my finger across them and follow him grow. The way his stopcock went from tanned to pink was all I could take. It was so nice, like a bit of candy. I wondered how it tasted. I was still glancing back and forth between Matt and his tool. All of these sexual desires were running through my mind in the period 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 trouble about it man I was just going to show her, I'll put my pants back on. No it's okeh mat said. I think Kevin and I both were kind of like what, did he just say okay. You can advert him Matt said it's okay. It's not like you two are running away together or anything, right ? Not a chance I said.

I couldn't control myself any longer and my hand reached out and cupped underneath his thick tool. It was so incredibly enceinte. I mean heavy. I have never felt a penis that felt like that. Full with such free weight and girth. I couldn't get my deal anywhere near around him. I lifted him up and variety of pulled him to where I was sitting on the couch. He was already growing. I could feel my finger stretching farther apart from each other as his cock grew thicker and fuller in my script. His tip was so awing it was almost too midst. It presented such a spectacle. Full and pink and very hard to the touch like a rubber eraser. Very circle and replete but with some length to it as well. It wasn't shaped so a good deal like a mushroom but rather like a really large strawberry. I say a really large strawberry because that is how big it probably was. Picture the largest strawberry you have ever eaten. take in it wider in cinch and paint it candy pink. That was Kevin's cock. 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 interchangeable experiences. It was running long so I stopped. It got a lot crazier after that so if you like it comment and I will compose some more of the write up.

Thanks for interpretation ; )