My 3 Rockstar Bosses

It was perfectly built for play.

My balls throbbed.

Oh shit. Oh yeah. Fucking Katy in here would be amazing. I could just imagine myself shoving my dick into her sweet ass while she sucked Nick off. That wasn’t what was on the agenda, though. It was too early still.

“Come here, Kitty-Kat,” Trent beckoned.

Our girl moved towards him as if mesmerized. Her tits swayed and that ass rocked from side to side. Oh yeah, Katy was a fucking wet dream that had come straight into our lives.

“Arms up.” Trent instructed.

She lifted her arms above her head, tits tilting high and juicy. My mouth watered as I looked at the other guys.

Can we fuck her now already?

My dick was practically begging for it.

Nick shook his head. She was a virgin. It wasn't the right time.

Fine.

Because we could still have fun with her while breaking the filly in. Trent pulled off our angel’s shirt, and then Nick got to his knees, peeling off her pants. Trent stared as Nick shoved his face into the plump crotch for a sniff. I couldn’t help but smirk. My bros were dirty bastards.

Katy shrieked, eyes wide, while grabbing Nick’s shoulder, clearly stunned by the sensations.

But we all saw how the woman opened up her legs to get more of his nose and mo

uth on her snatch through those pretty lace panties.

God, I love how she always makes her pussy look good. Tits too. Our buxom queen has good taste.

But tonight, it was all about skin. Unsnapping her bra, I pulled the thin lace from her arms while Nick dragged those lace panties down her legs.

“Damn, your cunt smells good!” Nick breathed into her crotch again and this time her gasp of pleasure was loud and cock-rocking.

I bet she would scream the house down with our dicks deep in her.

Because shit, she was gorgeous.

Huge breasts, wide hips, and thick thighs that I could practically feel tightening around my head. She looked nervous as all hell but that pussy was wet and gleaming for us, the lips swollen and ready to savor our cocks.

“You want us, don’t you?” I growled the question at her although the answer was obvious. “You want us to feed you our dicks and get you dirty and wet with spunk.”

Her chest heaved with every word I spoke. She didn’t have it in her to respond, but that wasn’t necessary. We could do the dirty talk.

“You'd love it if I jerked off on your tits, wouldn't you?” Trent whispered harshly, yanking his jeans open.

And Katy gasped then, unable to tear her eyes from his cockpole. Because it was fucking huge, out and proud, ready to play.

“You don’t have to speak. We know what you want,” Nick soothed, stepping out of his boots and jeans. Like me and Trent, he was going commando—nothing but skin under all that designer denim.

“You want to suck me down your throat and lick the head of my dick until I cum?” he added slyly. “Then watch me pull out and splatter my semen all over your face? You'd look real good like that. Do you want that, Katy girl?”

God, I can already picture it.

She’d look beautiful with our semen massaged into every inch of her pretty skin. Almost too excited, I got naked fast.

“Mason!” Katy stared at our dicks, shock and nervousness all over her face. “Trent! Nick!”