Justine
I told them, "I'm the queen of tuggers!" They both laughed, and Bethany said "Prove it!"
Well, we's kicking it in the parking lot, before the big concert. So, I got the chairs out. Not like the steel chairs they got in WWE, but the ones made outta tubes riveted together like scissors. There was all kinds of dudes, and couples, but the single dudes sure noticed when I busted out my top, and got got out some lotion.
"Working on your tan?"
"Yeah!" I laughed, and let my jugs hang all glistening. "Have a seat." One of them mixed oriental dudes, with 4 inches of pink steel in his britches, but he went right for the twins, and I busted it out.
Right next to me, out there on the lawn right by the fence. "You do this all the time?"
"Yeah, anybody ever tell you practice make perfect?" Just a handful, but he ain't cleancut, if you know what I mean. So, I don't even need the lotion, with all the extra skin to slip around, and a hand free to stick in his boxers. Pull out his nuts, and play with them too.
"I want to shoot it on your tits."
"Yeah?" he stood up, "You close?"
"Huh, yeah. Almost there." Sure enough, the other men took notice, and they girlfriends, the ones what brung them, they got pulled off to the gate or whatever, but the lezzies in the car. They kept fighting over the binoculars, and started fucking around in there.
"Uh, huh, fuck! UH!"
"Yo, sister. You just handing them out?" A brother stepped up, while squinty run off, fixing up he pants.
"Yeah, the more the merrier." Laughing.
"Damn fine titties."
"Thanks." He took he top off, and "Mh mh mh!" Fine ass body. Black and white boxers, and looke pants, so he don't even got to undo them. No gat in there, with they checking at the gate. Ever since that shooting last summer, some white dudes, is what I hear.
"More then that chink." He chucked his head.
"You racist? Damn, fuck off."
"What?"
"I ain't feeling it, take yo shirt, and yo average dick, and stick it in you ass. See if you feel yo head up in there."
"So? Like I want a ho like you. Get the aids from yo skanky ass hands."
"You lose the mood?" Plenty more where that come from. This one a white dude, and you know what that means. I just shake my hed, and sure enough. Clean cut, all right?
I don't mind, just more lube to get it slippery, and hard. Some dude come and take the other chair, but not too far. Just kicking it, like he next, and feeling on it in he pant leg.
One of them watching boys, which is cool. Ask me why them lezzies like to watch me go to work, but they ain't like that. Curious, I guess. Like straight dudes like to look at lezzie porn, I sure ain't getting none from them, but what's this. 2, or 3?
Pay to watch these straight boys, get beat off, and shit. Lined up around the block, and talking. "Move over." I had to hold cracker's belt. "Not you, you bys line up over there. So security can't see from the gate. Yeah." 1, 2, 3... Like 8 more dudes, I ain't got to charge them for.
I just like dick, but if'n those rich ass spoilt lessies gonna bet me, a $20.00 each load of nut?'
"You like it on your face?"
"You close?"
Yeah," he took over, so I just helt his ass, and squeezed it. "Keep it out my hair." I just had it done, and I don't want to wash it.
"Huh, hHhereit, Ngh! ghm! Ihn!"
Just close my eyes and feel it. "Snh!" Bite my lips, and smell it running down. "Mhn!" let go, and rub it in. Wipe it down my neck, and all over my titties. "Yeah." My glistening titties, shining in the sun.
It cleared up, and windy, but not too hot. Not too cold. He belt clinked, and I peeked out the corner of 1 eye.
Oh, that what it is. I was wondering, why he don't stop, for like a minute. He finished, and another one stepped up, and another.
"Smooch."
"Oh, mhm?" Gay guys, kissing, and feeling all up in there shirts. Down the back of they pants, but 2 fine dicks right here in front of me. So, I just wipe my eyes, and figure, they ain't gonna mind.
"Hauch! Stooh!" Rub it together with the nut, and go back to work. Milkmaid, my sisters called it. Way back in school, when they told me about it. They boyfriends, the older ones, what got them first, and S-tell. "Yeah." That's who it was, telling us about her boyfriend, bent over so it's like a udder. Just like a cow, on a farm, like she ever seen one before, but we go all giggly, and these gay boys.
I got to stand up, and switch over. With my thumb tight around they pubeless crotches. What is it with gay dudes, and shaving? Working out, obviously, but bisexuals, I guess. Sure don't seem to mind sword fighting, and beating them together.
"Smooch, huh. Sit down."
"Sorry."
"Don't be, just. Huh, huh!" He surprised me, and mest up my shirt sleeve. So, I aimed it better, and got it on my neck. All over, I can feel it dried up, and getting ashy until he added more on, then took over he boyfriend.
Pb Pb Pb!
"Damn!" He beat the hell out of it!
"UHN! Nghmnm!" Bouncing nuts,whacking beteen he legs, and he top fall down, but not before I saw his red hot tummy tighten up, and the definition pop out, but nothing?
Then, he boyfriend too my head, by the neck, and I don't even care about my hair no more. Just close my eyes, then open a crack to see this.
Oh, huh! I learned a new one, so worth it. He held it back, then it all come out in one big fat hot blob right on my cheek. Run down my neck, and my knuckles, rubbing it in, and wiping a little off my shoulders.
"Huh! Huh!"
Too bad, the homos scared off the straight boys, but whatever. The girls gotta be all kindsa starving for that pussy now, and I'm so horny, I don't even care.
Maybe that is what it is. I gues that makes me a ho for real, though. Just for my lezzie friends, but a Bill. At least.
Worth it!