Soledad reached behind her back. She took her time to untie her bra straps. She covered her boobs with her left forearm. She pulled the bra away. People couldn't breathe anymore, knowing that her boobs were bare but shielded. She lifted her forearm. The small olive-tan Latina who had given me her drink when I met the group - her name turned out to be Nadia - jumped forward to suck on Soledad's nipple for a second. Everyone broke out cheering like at a strip club. That broke the tension. And Nadia jumped over the couch to get herself a drink from on top of the minibar.

The last piece of clothing on Soledad's body was the bikini bottom, a rainbow-colored thing with straps that went high above her waist bone to make her look more narrow. I don't know how she did it or if the guys cheated, but she won round after round until all the guys were sitting in only their swim trunks. Someone had to be the first guy to risk losing the trunks and bearing his dick. Pablo was the one. He promptly lost to a full house from Soledad. He stripped his pants off. Everyone looked at his dick. It was a raging hard black dick.

I have to admit that I had a boner as well, which was trying to hide by sitting with my knees high on the low couch. Something felt threatening about the group turning it into something as aggressively sexual as a boner out in the open. I realized that there was a lot of alcohol in everyone's blood. But I didn't know these people. They had taken all kinds of liberties and horseplay with me. This was something else. I looked for the door. I looked for the path to get there. There were a whole bunch of bodies in the way that I had to ask to get out of my way. I was really stuck in there. I was holding the cards in my hands, which made me more stuck in the situation. Shaika had her arms and chin resting on my right shoulder. It had felt friendly at first, but now it felt like she had been intentionally pinning me down, anticipating this moment. There had been a greater game that they had all negotiated out and left me clueless.

Soledad won round after round, stripping one guy after the next naked. They all had raging boners except for Kyo. Maizy sat next to Kyo and massaged his penis to get it hard. I was breathless and sweating. I sensed the opulent sexual energy but was too aroused to leave no matter the danger. I had never seen another men's boner in real life. They all seemed like they had pointy daggers at the ready thrust them into their target. Their quiet lust felt a bit dirty. They felt like they could become pretty uncivilized pretty quickly - only barely holding onto the restraint until the game was over. The energy of the other women felt like zookeepers. They seemed to anticipate the predators going wild. They were excited to see the spectacle.

Everyone turned to me. I had the deck of cards taken from me. I was dealt five cards. I had three aces. In all likelihood, I was supposed to throw them away to lose. I thought about it. I could see her pussy or I could play along with their game. Seeing her pussy would be a big win. But who knows how much deeper the game would go if I played by their rules. I looked them all over. They had drawn close. The people behind the couch had climbed over the backrest to sit in between the inner circle. Pablo was so close that he had put his arm around me. His thigh touched my thigh. Someone was slapping me on my feet because the person couldn't contain her excitement. Shaika seemed to scream a dirty word at me. They all laughed at me. I traded the two kings in.

In only my swim trunks, it came down to either Soledad or me being the ultimate loser. I had a boner. I had never come out to so many people naked, let alone with a boner. There was a certain pleasure in revealing myself to the women and having them look at my manhood. It was going to be a win either way. Jaan started massaging my shoulders as if he were my boxing couch. I wasn't sure how I felt about his boner right behind my head. But getting close to the naked horny guys was the price of admission to get close to the girls.

I won with a full house against a pair. Soledad pulled down her bikini bottom. She had a nice landing strip. There was a little bit of a meat curtain. I got the sense that I missed something. The tension in the group didn't lift. They should have all gotten a look and moved on. However, Kyo started shuffling the cards again and handed me five. I was confused what we could still be playing for. The best I got was a pair of two's. It was almost like a sign.

I stripped off my swim trunks. My penis stood out like a bicycle kickstand. Shaika made me stand up and turn around so that everyone could see my penis. "Mal gringo," they called me. Shaika put her head next to my penis and took a selfie with it while she was doing a peace sign. I loved the idea of her holding that photo as a treasure.

Jaan became impatient. He took over for me playing. He was almost angry. When he threw down his card, he had a flush while Soledad had a pair. Soledad had lost. Jaan got up, grabbed Soledad by the hips and threw her lengthwise on the couch. Her naked body went across a few laps. Jaan climbed on top of her and started fucking her from behind. Pablo got his groin in front of Soledad to present his boner. Soledad started sucking him off and pumping his shaft with her hand. Nadia got out of a phone and started zooming it around while she shot a video of the scene.

The guys started passing Soledad's body from guy to guy. They grabbed her from behind to squeeze her knees against her chest and lift her by pressing against her back and the back of her knees. So she was lifted of a penis and lifted ontop of the next penis. Each guy pumped her furiously because he'd only get a minute before the next guy would take over her pussy.

I was kind of on the outside of this. I wasn't sure if I was allowed in. They were also not wearing any condoms. But eventually, the girls got bored and started their own conversation. And then the girls got into the conversation. That caused Soledad to want in on the conversation. She wormed her way forward on the couch to add a joke into their discussion. The guy fucking her from behind crawled on his knees after her to keep his cock inside of her.

She played with her breasts to get one of the girls to lick her nipples. Soledad was really in it for the attention. When the stripping and sex no longer drew attention, she stopped paying attention, but she still let the guys have their way with her body, but she kept no mind to them. They were all simply masturbating into her.

After three of the guys came inside of her, her groin was unoccupied. I was going to take my chance. I scooted up to the edge of the couch on my knees. I pointed my penis head at her opening. I thrust in. I looked for her face. She paid no attention at all. Nobody seemed to mind. I started fucking her. It was strange to have such a limp body. I started playing with her clit. I squeezed her boobies. It was phenomenal to have a free roam of her body. Another guy started pummeling her mouth with his dick. I thought that was a bit strange, but my dick in her pussy felt so good.

She was pulling another girl on her arm to get the other girl to pay attention to her. I grabbed her hips and pulled her back on my cock. She didn't even pay attention to me. She was so focused on worming her way into the center of the conversation and yanking on the girl's arm to get her to face her that she paid no mind to what I did with her body. Her cunt felt good on my dick. That skin-to-skin contact was delicious. I felt a bit like masturbating myself with a sock, but there was a real woman's body. She was busy telling the girl something while I explored the depth of her pussy with my pounding. I looked over her naval button. The smooth skin turned me on. I had to touch it. I felt how subtle her skin was over the abs. She was beautifully skinny.

The other girl waved at me. She followed the girl's hand's direction to look me straight in the face. I felt like a deer caught in the headlight for a moment. I didn't know how to explain that I was having sex with her or that I didn't have a condom on. Her eyes rolled back like she was passing out sleeping. She waved her hand dismissively as if someone had pointed out a meaningless nothing. She turned back to the girl. Her eyes grew very large as she started the next sentence pronouncing every word like an exclamation mark about another story. I shook my head. I guess I was railing her, and she absolutely didn't care.

I wanted to get some rise out of her. I grabbed her hips and flipped her over. The firm butt pushing into my hips at the depth of each stroke felt delicious - such a gorgeous package! The guy who had his cock at her face adjusted to her new position. She pulled his cock into her mouth and kept talking to tell her story. It was like she was trying to show that she was too cool to acknowledge that she was railed by a team of guys. Maybe, that's what stoked her ego.

There was a freedom in her not paying attention to me. I could take liberty to thrust how I pleased, to smack and pinch her bottom how I pleased, and to reach for those delicious boobs underneath her. She was like a buffet that called out to be indulged in any manner. There was no obligation to please or worry about making her happy. I slowed my thrusting down a bit to extend the time until orgasm. I wanted to feel all the details of my head entering her pussy at the start of a stroke, the shaft getting a nice squeeze, and finally the base hitting hard against her ass. Then I'd draw my sword back out, lathered in her juices, slightly shivering as the air-conditioned air hit my wet skin. Then I'd start it all over again.

Then I wanted to see if even if I couldn't get her conscious attention, I'd get her subconscious attention if I'd start playing with her clitoris. So I laid myself chest down on her back. I dug my hand under her body to reach down for her pussy. I cupped my fingers over her pubic bone to do circles over her g-spot and give her some nice tension on her pubic bone. I knew just the circles. She paid no mind to me. Her pussy didn't get any wetter, but it had already been very wet.

Lying there, on top of her, the guy roared and spasmed into her mouth. For a moment, she broke her utter disregard for the sex happening to her. She opened her mouth to reveal the pale jelly through which she circled her tongue to make it glisten to the adoration of the conversation circle. All of this happened very close to my head. I felt a little uncomfortable about another men's semen so close to my face, but also it set a note of horny deprivation that spurned me on. She returned back to telling everyone at the head of the coach a story.

My dick, having gotten somewhat numb from the thrusting, allowed me to penetrate her with more abandon without the risk of coming. I looked closer at the circle of conversation that had drawn close around her head. I tried to grasp at least the nature of the conversation. "Donde" means "where." "Porque" means "why." Those were dramatic words that seemed to carry most of the emotional weight. As it so happened, my eyes got lost on Nadia's olive-tan skin. My eyes ravished on her tear-drop-shaped boobs. They wormed and pivoted their way around the bikini top and cover-up throw to steal glimpses of top boob. And for some reason, I got lost in her brown eyes as well. The brown in her eyes was so large that it made me get lost. Her eye lashes were so dark. The curve of the cheeks added so much friendliness. I felt myself getting lost in her warmth and Latin exoticism. Fucking one girl hard while eye-bonding with another girl was so hot.

Soledad didn't mind at all. I had never been with a girl that was so non-jealous. I could eye-gaze any girl in the group - soak in her energy - while my dick was inside of Soledad. It was so trippy. That's when I realized that I never had a fuck toy - a toy that I had carte blanch to do with however I wanted. It was kind of like the feeling of freedom you get when you are all by yourself. You can do whatever you want. You can breathe easier. Nobody is judging you. You can indulge how you want. Only Soledad left me her life body. Her head was over there, completely immersed in getting attention. Her body was in my hands.

Realizing the freedom, I pushed myself up to my knees. I wrapped my hands around her hips to hoist her butt high. She was perched on her knees with her chest pressed onto the couch. I always loved the look of butt-up-high to present her cunt - almost like a puppy play invitation but much naughtier. Her left cheek was pressed into the upholstery. With a side-smooshed mouth kept talking about a hilarious story that was nearing the highlight. "Y tu!" she called out with laughter, muffled from speaking only through one cheek, and she smashed the upholstery to underline the hilariousness. With the utmost intensity on my face, I slammed my dick into her as deeply as I could, ripping her hips back towards me with my hands. I got way carried away. The way how nobody paid attention to me while I was working up a sick lather of sweat was surreal.

I did get a sense that I was taking way too much time. The guys were pretty quick with shooting their load inside of Soledad. They recuperated and shot two or three more loads into her, but then they were done. I was still working on her. At this point, my penis was so numb from all the rubbing that it was hard to feel, but I had to make myself come. I needed something that would super turn me on. I thought about sniffing her ass or licking her feet. But I felt a bit shy about getting that kinky.