Krista
Okay, Krista. This isn’t quite a normal night. That, we can all agree on.
You just walked into a random stock room full of…wait.
Why does a bar need so many jalapenos? Do they have stuffed jalapenos here?
Focus!
Three guys. Grabbing your tits. Not quite the time for peppers, girl!
These guys are H-O-T hot. And I might be tipsy, but man, do they know how to use their hands. Blond Guy has already worked his hand up my skirt and is grabbing my ass.
Much to my surprise, despite the ample surface area my ass has to offer, his hand is large enough to cup one full cheek without any issue whatsoever.
Dark Hair is working his mouth across my neck and collarbone.
Is he moaning, too?
No. That’s me. I’m moaning, and loud.
Oh man, I hope they don’t need any cups or jalapenos anytime soon.
As Brown Hair works my breast, getting rougher and rougher, I’m starting to wonder if I should praise or condemn myself for wearing what I would consider a rather ‘easy access’ shirt.
I’ll let Morning Krista worry about that, though.
Right now, Evening Krista is letting loose and having a fan-fucking-tastic time.
Blond stands up as Brown presses me backwards, leaning back against the countertop behind me. Dark yanks up my white shirt, unceremoniously revealing my lacy pink bra.
A moment of shock hits me, but I quickly calm down. I did wear matching panties.
Everything is fine.
Blond moves forward and starts kissing my right collarbone, as Dark resumes his work on the left side of my neck.
Brown begins caressing my smooth legs, sliding his fingertips up and down the insides of my thighs.
He’s soft and rough. I like that.
Dark moves up to my mouth and finally kisses me, and it’s absolutely electric. I return the kiss, letting his tongue in my mouth immediately, almost hungrily.
As Dark parts my lips, Blond slips one hand behind me, unclips my bra, and slips around Dark to deftly pull the straps off me before revealing my perky tits to the three of them.
They all step back for a moment, and I realize they’re admiring me. My entire body flushes crimson; I’m barely used to being fawned over by one guy, much less three of the manliest guys I’ve ever seen.
“Fuck, girl,” Brown says.
A toucher, not a charmer, I see. Or am I really that stunning?
“Fucking beautiful,” Dark says, before leaning forward to caress my breast with his lips.
He gets teasingly close to my hard nipple but pulls away right as I think he’s about to take it into his mouth.
I let out a slightly frustrated sigh.
My panties are absolutely soaked at this point.
Never did I think I would have my tits out and worked over by one guy I barely just met, much less in a place like this—and even more, by THREE guys!
If I told you this was a wild dream come true, I’d still be underselling the situation.
Blond gropes my left tit as Dark begins to inch closer and closer to my right nipple again. I let out a small moan as they work me over, and Brown takes the cue to start investigating exactly how wet my panties are.
He slips up my skirt and slides his fingers along the edge of my panties, lightly tracing the line between my hip and thigh. Shivers rock my body, and for a moment, I swear, I just creamed all over his hand, even with my panties on.
These guys know how to keep a girl on edge, don’t they?
Finally, after a nearly painful amount of teasing, Brown pulls my panties down and over my heels, admiring them for a moment before setting them with my bra. His courteousness brings an unexpected smile to my face.
So here I am, wearing only a tight skirt, hiked up just enough to barely hide my soaked pussy, and a pair of black heels, in front of three guys working me over, and I haven’t even had the time to learn their names yet.
But I don’t even care at this point. All I’m focused on right now is getting to know them, in the biblical sense.
I bite my lip as they each caress my entire body, playing very carefully not to reveal my pussy yet, as if it’s some sort of prize.
Oh, they have no idea.
I finally succumb to my own curiosities, since I haven’t even been able to see the outline of their cocks with how busy they’ve been over my body, and reach down with both hands to caress the two closest crotches I can find.
Both Blond and Dark are within my reach, and I grab hold of their hips in turn, gripping tight at their pants before working my way around to their front.
“Holy fuck!” I scream as I move barely an inch over from their sides to find the tips of their hard cocks meeting the tips of my fingers.
“Are these…? You…”
I’m speechless as I move my hands further, getting a full feel of their hot, throbbing cocks through their pants. They’ve got to be at least nine inches each, and thick as hell!
I haven’t seen ones like that outside of a dirty magazine a friend shared with me in secret. It’s breathtaking…and I think that’s accurate in more ways than one.
As I stroke them through their soft black pants, they smile down at me, stroking my hair, appreciating my obvious look of shock and anticipation. I hear the clink of metal, and I look over to see Brown undoing his belt.
I bite my lip hungrily, as he slowly opens his pants, then even slower, pulls his cock out inch by inch.
Did I say nine inches?
Oh, I was wrong. I was so very wrong.