Chapter 1: Hispanic Ding-Dong.

Shocked gasps could be heard reverberating across the room as Isadora slowly and sensually unbuckled her belt and with one smooth and yet slow motion, lowered both her pants and thong, her long and well endowed cock, still flaccid was an impressive sight, veins bulged at the sheer girth of how much meat there was on this thing, both Darren and Martine's thoughts were, although on the same subject of the sight before them, were different in their nature....

Good lord that thing is....it's insane! How could my girl even take that thing? Have we made the right decision here?

His thoughts wandered, as with all things male the idea of someone else around his girl with a far bigger specimen of equipment threatened to send a wave of jealousy and threat to his own sense of self perceived masculinity. Yet....

I'm the one paying....I arranged this...I have control, it's no different from buying her another dildo...wait...no that's...cruel, Isadora has been nothing but nice so far, she's a person behind that....

He turned to look at Martine, a similar look upon her face.

That thing is....big...I'm not sure if I could take something of that size and yet...I wouldn't mind trying, she's nice to look at and she's been friendly so far so I think I can trust her...imagine how that could stretch my....oh...okay Martine...let's not be too eager...

Martine was evidently having similar and yet somewhat different thoughts it would seem...

Isadora sensing the mood and not wanting to rush things, knowing that making love was, for her and for Martine she suspected, one of small bites, titillating shows and distractions for as long as possible, teasing and building up, gradually stoking the flames of desire like the slow burn of the oven, to that end pulled up her thong and pants back up and buckled up once more, sitting down again on the couch.

"So...what did you think Chica and Chico?"

They took a brief moment to look at each other...a flicker of mutual understanding between them. Martine even raised her eyebrows in anticipation, Darren had to wonder at that and how quick she was to embrace this new aspect of their relationship.

Turning back to Isadora they began to answer the question...

"Well....it's...bigger than I thought, I mean you said how big it was but seeing it like that and...that wasn't even hard either!"

"Si senor, it gets a bit fatter when the blood starts flowing."

The answer knocked him back a bit, unseen by him Martine wiped her mouth of a small leak of spittle.

"And you Chica?"

"Oh well I....yeah...it's, well I worry about taking something of that size honestly."

Isadora put her hands up placatingly. "Si....no worries senorita, I do a lot of foreplay, it's important to make sure you are completely comfortable and ready to receive my loving embrace, so I aim to stimulate your mind before I move anywhere to your body."

"Wow you don't pull out any stops do you?"

"I don't pull out at all senor..."

Uproarious giggled and guffaws were the reaction to that quick quip.

Having lit the mood, Isadora asked a question in turn...

"So....what brings the two of you to want my services?"

The couple steeled themselves for the answer....