Strangers (Polygamy)

Ch. 7 - Minimal Problem

Jake ******

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Fiera.

The soft mattress and the salty smell of what feels like sea breeze pulls me back to consciousness.

As much as I hate leaving my wonderland, the rocking bed really intrigues me.

I opened my eyes slowly.

Despite my still blurry vision, the white foreign ceiling creeped me.

I didn't remember repainting my room!

The unfamiliar view of the ceiling made me bolt up.

The first thing that caught my attention is the window.

It shows the breathtaking picturesque of the diamonds as sunlight reflected the sea.

Birds soaring freely and happily.
I gasped as I saw a dolphin jump.
Heavens, life in sea is really a blessing!

Then I felt something move.

My jaw dropped.

The unfamiliar ceiling's been the most minimal problem here.

I turned to see two hot stuffs lightly snoring on the same bed I am occupying.

Their boxer shorts seem to cry for reinforcement as their heavy missiles are about to be launching.

And trust me, by heavy, it entails massive 'contents' and wherever it chooses to bomb, for sure, it'll be a huge wreck.

Gosh, bless its future targets and congratulations to wherever it landed before.

Their mushroom-like heads peak outside their clothing premises.

It glistened with their pre cums.

Bless my eyes, party people!

My shameless ogling caused my pervert cherry pie moist.

Excuse me, I am just a human here. Appreciating the goodness of nature is the use of our eyes.

Back to their mushroom-like goodness.
I lick upon the sight before me.
I just knew that it beats a water hose when it spurts.

My mouth waters.

I gulped as heat creeps my cheeks, making me cup my own face.

I bet those pretty mushrooms smells heavenly.

They stir a little.

But still, their slight movements didn't budge me from undressing them with my greedy eyes.

I bet they won't mind a little tap from a fellow body parts, right?

Like a little tap from my not so innocent teeny weeny fingers?

My mind battles. My modest and behave side clashes with my pervert side.

I shut my eyes.

Just a little tap won't hurt right?

But what if I love how it feels? That's still unsure right? If I don't, then I'll pretend none of this happened.

I'm just a curious human driven with my innocence.