Chapter 13
by Ben Rosewood
What happens between Megan and myself?
Just watch (well, that's the plan)
The two studs approach us as Megan and I continued to wrestle tongues. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice one of the guys discarding clothes. I know if I don't stop this soon, one of those guys is going to pounce on me, and I don't think I can stop them. I push up on my friend, breaking our kiss.
Megan shot me a puzzled look. "You okay Brooke?"
"Yeah... Can I just watch?"
Megan turned to the two hunks with an ear-to-ear grin. "You guys don't mind sharing?"
"Not at all." Fred said.
I scooted up the bed and sat on the pillows where I look at the two studs. I couldn't deny these two are fitter than my husband-to-be. Their cocks looked bigger too. It was taking every ounce of self-control I have to resist these two, especially after Noah decided to completely neglect me. As Mark rolled a rubber onto his erection, he said "How do you want it?"
"Wanna run the train?" Megan replied. Fucking bitch. Not only would this drag things out, but now I'm going to have one of them waiting. He'll probably be looking at me, wanting the same thing I want: A nice, hard fuck.
"Sounds good to me." Mark moved forward as Megan waved her ass up in the air. His hands then gripped her waist before he plunged inside of her. Judging by the way Megan jolted as she yelped, he's gone to the hilt. He then started plowing Megan at a near relentless pace that made the bed shake. I remember Noah used to take me like that...
"Oh fuck yes... Just like that." Megan moaned, her hands squeezing on the bed. I slid a hand under my bikini, but it's not the same. My finger is nothing compared to a hard, long, cock. As I do my best to satisfy myself, I glanced at Fred. He glanced back at me, his hand wrapped around that hard cock of his. We both had the same problem: I wasn't willing to give in to my primal desires. The need for intimacy with another human. The only barrier between us being a man on the other side of the country who wouldn't even be none the wiser if I cave in.
Can Brooke resist?
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The Bachelorette Party
One more fling before the ring
I'm getting married in two weeks and my girlfriends are throwing me a Bachelorette Party. Long gone are the nights of bar hopping, dance clubs and infused one night stands. Soon they will transform into romantic picnic dinners and laid back movie nights. Being able to let loose with my girlfriends for a few nights is something I have been looking forward too. Will I stay faithful to my Fiance? Will I indulge in inappropriate activities with my girlfriends? Will I stay out of trouble? Or is trouble just exactly what I'm looking for...
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Updated on Apr 28, 2020
by Sidian
Created on Jul 13, 2018
by Sidian
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