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Hey guys! My last posts did really well, and unfortunately, I had to take down the pics I posted due to my current boyfriend being jealous! So sorry about that! But I thought I’d write up another story for you guys. I hope you enjoy.
To give context, I would recommend you read my last posts as it will give you into how I got into this lifestyle and will help fill in the characters. With that being said, let’s get into it.
Since the night I sucked his cock in the locker room, we had gone out drinking a few times after work, and the nights ended the same way.
It became almost routine. I would finish work, go and have a few drinks at the pub down the road, and then go back to our shop and suck Marc’s cock until he finished either in my mouth or on my face, then snap a few pics and go outside to meet Jake.
We all seemed pretty happy with the arrangement, and I was definitely not complaining about getting to suck a nice big black cock anytime I wanted. Things took an unexpected turn, however, when one night during one of Marc and Is’s nights together, he did something different.
The night was as the other nights were. We went to the pub, had a few drinks, and some heavy flirting, and then back to the shop’s locker room. I got on my knees, and he took up his cock. I began to jerk and suck his dick, and I could tell he was really enjoying himself.
He was getting closer to cumming, so I picked up my pace a little, but he stopped me. I was really confused, and I looked up at him. He pulled me up and spun me so I was stood with my back to the wall where he was just placed.
He got down on my knees and began kissing my thighs and pelvis. I raised one leg up and placed my foot onto his shoulder. He kissed closer and closer to my already dripping pussy. His hand started to explore my things and then my pussy.
His fingers entered me as his mouth reached my clit. It was like an explosion of pleasure. It felt like I came the second he began, and I don’t think I stopped cumming as waves and waves of pleasure flooded my body.
After what felt like hours. But was probably only a couple of minutes, I pushed his head away and brought him up to my level. We made out passionately while I stroked his cock.
He moaned into my mouth and came onto my thigh. We both laughed and kept kissing until we came down from the high we had just shared.
I got dressed and went outside, but Jake wasn’t there.
I had a text: “Sorry, I’m running late. The car broke down.”
Marc read it over my shoulder and said,
“You can come back to mine and wait. I only live down the road.”
That was the beginning of the next step of our journey together.
If you want to hear more about that night….