Mark sat in the corner chair, pants around his ankles, while his girlfriend Lisa knelt between Jamals spread legs on the hotel bed. She had that hungry look in her eyes, the one she only got when she saw a cock bigger than his. Jamals thick black dick stood straight up, heavy and veined, the head already shiny with pre-cum. Lisa wrapped both hands around it and started stroking, slow and tight, twisting her wrists just the way she knew drove guys crazy.
Fuck, look at this thing, she said, voice low and dirty. So much bigger than yours, baby. You like watching me jerk it?
Marks own cock twitched. He nodded, unable to look away. Lisa spat on the head, letting the spit run down the shaft, then smeared it with both palms, pumping faster. Jamal groaned and leaned back, letting her work. Her small white hands looked tiny against the dark skin, fingers barely meeting around the girth. She stroked from base to tip, squeezing harder at the head, thumb rubbing the slit every few strokes.
Lisa glanced over at Mark again. Youre hard already. Keep stroking it slow. Dont cum till I tell you.
She leaned in and licked a long stripe up the underside, then went back to jerking with both hands, one stacked on the other, twisting in opposite directions. The wet sound filled the roomskin on skin, slick and filthy. Jamals balls tightened and Lisa noticed, cupping them with one hand while the other kept pumping.
These balls are so full, she said, squeezing gently. Gonna make him shoot all over my tits. You want to watch that, Mark?
Marks fist moved faster on his own dick. Yeah. Do it. Make him cum.
Lisa grinned and picked up speed, jerking Jamals cock in long, firm strokes, the head disappearing and reappearing in her grip. She used her spit and his pre-cum to keep it messy, the shaft glistening. Jamals hips started to lift, fucking up into her hands. Lisa met every thrust, twisting and squeezing, her forearms flexing with the effort.
Shit, girl, youre gonna make me bust, Jamal growled.
Not yet, Lisa said. She slowed down, stroking just the head with one hand while the other cupped and rolled his balls. She looked straight at Mark. Tell me how it feels watching your girlfriend milk this black cock.
Marks voice came out hoarse. Its so fucking hot. Your hands look tiny on it. I cant stop watching.
Lisa smiled and went back to full strokes, both hands working in a steady rhythm, base to tip, twisting on the upstroke. Jamals breathing got ragged. Lisa leaned closer, tits brushing his thighs, and started talking dirty right at his cock.
Come on, give it to me. Shoot that load. I want it all over me while my boyfriend watches.
Jamals thighs tensed. Lisa aimed the head at her chest and pumped faster, fist flying. Thick ropes of cum erupted, splattering across her tits and neck in heavy spurts. She kept stroking through it, milking every drop, the last few weaker pulses landing on her fingers. She brought her hand to her mouth and licked it clean, eyes locked on Mark the whole time.
Mark came hard in his own fist, groaning as he watched the mess drip down Lisas skin. She stood up, cum streaking her chest, and walked over to him.
Clean me up, she ordered.
Mark leaned forward and licked the warm cum off her tits, tasting salt and Jamal on her skin. Lisa stroked his hair while he did it.
Good boy, she murmured. Next time you get to watch me ride it.
Mark kept licking, already getting hard again at the thought.
