Let me start this story by saying that I am a military machine little terror. I am in the USAF in aeromedical and my fiancé and his friend are both in the Air Force as well. They are both assigned to peculiar operations. For the purpose of concealing everyone 's personal identity I will leave out their respective squadrons. I will say they are both combat controllers. I 'm sharing this so you will realise that they are both a little weirdo and share that tight Julian Bond from being deployed together on several juncture.

My fiancé we will call off him lusterlessness and his friend Kevin both have that really physical defined muscular build. They are not too bulky just prissy and defined and boneheaded. They are both around 5'11, although Kevin may be slightly grandiloquent. Kevin is another Army holy terror like me. He is desegregate. His dad is black and his mother is from Guam. He has this gorgeous skin that is almost a caramelized sugar bronze in semblance. He is very phrase and educated, as is my fiancé. My fiancé has a degree in military history and Kevin's degree I believe is in political skill. I have known Kevin for a little over two years. He only began hanging out at our mansion a lot in the end eight months or so since he and lusterlessness both returned from Afghanistan. His wife left him while they were deployed. He volunteered to do a play around and go back out with my fiancés squad. She left him for volunteering to go back instead of staying at home with her.

He and flatness 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 thinker him being around. They are both fun to be around together. They are always laughing and joking and cracking voguish remark with me and making me laugh hysterically. They are always arguing playfully at each other about some random chronicle fact or making fun of some war film and how it is such BS. This is like every clip they are watching television. 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. lustrelessness was picking on Kevin about not being capable to do that while they were just joking and giving each early heartbreak. I asked why he couldn't Australian crawl and my fiancé looked at me laughing and said because he has a donkey is his pants. He shook his caput at Kevin, who just laughed and said something about him being overjealous. Matt replied no man you can prevent that. I don't know if it didn't sink in what he said. Looking back I 'm sure I must have known what he was saying. but for some reasonableness I asked what do you mean he has a donkey in his drawers. Matt still laughing just said, baby his hawkshaw is too big we would always jest with him when we were deployed about not letting it dangle in the soil. I was kind of shocked for a second. Not because they were joking around and saying crazy stuff, that happens all the time. It was that Matt said he had a donkey hammer.

This shocked me because my fiancé is middling vauntingly, a little longer than seven and three quarters inches and as thick as the cardboard insert from a paper towel roll. Him saying Kevin was big made me queer. I don't know what possessed me to but for some cause I just blurted out how big. They both form looked at me with this softheaded look on their faces and started laughing. Matt said he stole it from a rhino 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 ripe looking guy. He has a strong defined nerve, with that jumpy stoic look that both he and my fiancé possess when they look at you. Well defined and butt 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 snatch was getting swollen. I am usually not so forward and bold but tonight for some understanding I kept pushing this issue.

So how big is it I asked again now very odd and secretly aroused, I guess I figured lusterlessness brought it up so I should be allowed to ask. flatness still laughing looked at me and said something to Kevin real 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 curious. Matt kind of smirked and said O.K. if you want to jazz. He looked at Kevin and said you care if she sees it. I guess that was what he said to Kevin rightfulness before when they were joking because he said yeah man if you really don't precaution.

My gosh at that instant my pussy dripped like I can't even describe, I think it was utter surprisal that made me so wet. We have a gravid wrap around couch and Kevin was on one side of meat. Matt was kind of in the midriff where it bends around. I was on the former English where I had been sitting and reading my vanity Fair mag when this whole nutcase conversation started. Kevin stood up and began to unzip his knickers as he walked over towards me. He opened his swath and the top of his blue jean before I could even resist or react at all. He stopped in battlefront of me. Slowly he drew out his penis let it neglect down in front of him.

Holy shit it was huge. It wasn't stupid porn lead huge where it looks unproportionate and ugly. It was just big and gorgeous. It was a little bit darker than the residue of his skin but still very bright in semblance. It was a chocolate bronze right up to about two in below the forefront. It got pinker and pinker until it reached his tip. His head was amazingly boneheaded and round with the most beautiful pastel pink skin colour I have ever seen. His peter was beautiful. I mean wow. I think my pussy fainted for a secondment when I saw it. I heard lustrelessness laughing and say, I told you it was stupid big. I said it wasn't pudding head but that it was sexy. I looked over at him obviously so flex that phrases were coming out of my mouth 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 meet him and experience him in my hand. I kept glancing at his penis, which was quite long. What was getting me so wet was how thick it looked just hanging there. His cock had a several heavy mineral vein just stretching around it. I just wanted to run my digit across them and watch him grow. The way his shaft went from tanned to pink was all I could take. It was so squeamish, like a spell of confect. I wondered how it tasted. I was still glancing back and Forth River between Matt and his cock. All of these sexual desires were running through my nous in the period of a few indorsement 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 ok with you.

Kevin said don't concern about it man I was just going to prove her, I'll put my knickers back on. No it's okay matte 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 luck I said.

I couldn't control myself any longer and my hand reached out and cupped underneath his thick prick. It was so incredibly arduous. I mean heavy. I have never felt a penis that felt like that. full-of-the-moon with such weighting and girth. I couldn't get my hand anywhere near around him. I lifted him up and kind of pulled him to where I was sitting on the couch. He was already growing. I could finger my fingers stretching farther apart from each other as his cock grew thicker and Richard Buckminster Fuller in my hand. His tip was so amazing it was almost too thick. It presented such a spectacle. full-of-the-moon and pink and very hard to the mite like a rubber eraser. Very round off and replete but with some duration to it as well. It wasn't shaped so often like a mushroom but rather like a really large hemangioma simplex. I say a really expectant hemangioma simplex because that is how big it probably was. figure the largest strawberry mark you have ever eaten. Make it all-encompassing in girth and paint it candy garden pink. That was Kevin's prick. It was so gorgeous. Writing about it now makes me so wet imgagining it.

I just wanted to plowshare 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 write some more of the story.

Thanks for reading ; )