BBC Cuckold Pt II

My Boyfriend Loves Seeing Me With BBC

In The Arms Of My Soon To Be BBC Lover

My current lover, Steve we will call him for now, was leaning against the bar enjoying the view of me dancing and grinding with various partners.  He always was a bit of a voyeur, not to mention the flirtatious looks that I would give him while dancing with the random men on the dance floor.  We were connected in a way, but there was just. . . something missing, but not for long.  I was lost in the music and the moment.

I swear I had only just blinked and there he was. . .the image of masculine, dark perfection.  His white shirt was clinging against his chiseled muscle, popping against his lusciously ebony enhanced skin, and his jeans clung just so to his well-toned ass.  Before I could even respond or catch up with my thoughts that were already very carried away, he had swept me into his powerful arms and we were grinding against one another in the most erotic way; I had completely forgotten about Steve in those minutes.

Little did I know that Steve would be enthusiastically watching me and my soon to be new found BBC lover.  I can’t for sure who was getting more aroused by the situation as my this BBC stud continued to grind and grope my body.  My body was completely on fire with the intense arousal that I was feeling for this mystery man.

 My Boyfriend Is Turned On Watching Me And My BCC

I caught a brief glance at Steve and noticed him shifting uncomfortably, trying to adjust his now raging arousal as Tyrone easily maneuvered my body on the dance floor.  Our erotic dance had turned more into a public foreplay and I whispered lustfully in Throne’s ear for us to move over to the bar for a drink, but he knew that I was ready to ravish him.

As we approached the bar, I explained to Tyrone that Steve would just adore the opportunity to watch as I was ravished by his massive BBC.  I could see both of their eyes light up with child-like enthusiasm, not to mention both of their cocks were bulging against their already to tight pants. 

The hunger inside of me grew minute by minute, so I took them both by the hand leading them quickly outside, where I eyed a dark alley………To Be Continued

Ciao,
Isabelle

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