four strong black men moved to the door next to yours, they are strong with big muscles.. you are in the front garden of your house watching them moving thier stuff into the house One of them notices you and gets closer to greet you and introduce himself, then he offers you to come to their place and have a drink and get to know each others, what is your answer?

Excellent, they'd love to have you over. One of the guys offers you his hand, invitingly, as if daring you not to accept. As soon as he has your attention, he introduces himself as Jason. He seems to be the leader of the group and quite dominant by nature. You follow him across the lawn into their house, taking note of how every one of them watches you carefully while making sure not to seem obvious about it.

Jason leads you into a comfortable living room, offering you a drink. It's clear that this is more than just an offer of hospitality; they want something from you as well. He takes a seat on the couch and pats the spot beside him, indicating for you to join him.

Jason glances around at his three friends, all of whom give him various looks back. Then he turns back to you with a coy smile on his face. "Well, we just moved in here. And it's not that we don't like our new neighborhood... but we would like to make some new friends," he says meaningfully. "Maybe..." he trails off suggestively, "someone who wouldn't mind helping us feel more at home." He leans in closer to you, his voice taking on a husky quality as he whispers, "You know, making sure we aren't lonely... or bored."

"So you mean..." You say, tilting your head to the side. "You want me to be your... friend?" You make sure to draw it out so that he understands what you're saying. There is a hint of uncertainty in your voice, but also an undertone of intrigue.

Jason nods slowly, his grin growing wider. "Exactly," he replies. He pauses for a moment before leaning in even closer, until their faces are almost touching. "We'd be grateful if you'd consider it." Then he pushes back and looks at you expectantly, as if waiting for your answer.

Jason laughs warmly and reaches out to gently stroke your cheek. "Oh, it's not a burden at all," he says with a grin. "I think you'd be perfect for us." He pauses, considering his words carefully. "Besides, we have plenty of ways that we can show our appreciation," he whispers suggestively. "We just need someone who knows what they want and isn't afraid to ask for it..."

He looks at you intently, searching your eyes for any sign that you understand exactly what kind of arrangement he's offering. You feel a shiver run down your spine as his hand linger on your face, but there's also a thrill building inside you. The idea of being with all four of these strong, dominant men is incredibly exciting...

Jason's eyes darken and he gently pulls you closer, guiding your head down towards his hand. He curls his index finger, slowly at first but increasing the pressure as it nears your lips. Finally, he presses it against your bottom lip and holds it there. "Yes," he whispers hoarsely. "I want to be friends with benefits." You close your eyes, feeling his warm breath on your cheek as you suck on his finger, tasting him for the first time. He groans softly and slides his hand up into your hair, pulling gently so that he can better feel the movement of your tongue against his skin.

"And I think we all want to be friends with benefits," Jason continues, nodding towards the other men in the room. "They've been dying to meet someone like you ever since they saw you out there today." He grins mischievously and leans back, taking his finger from your lips and slowly licking it clean before continuing, "Why don't we all get better acquainted?" With a wicked smile, he motions for the other three men to join them on the couch.

Jason laughs and nudges you closer to the other three men. "Oh, you don't have to worry about that," he says, his hand now rubbing circles on your back soothingly. "We can take turns." Then he pauses for dramatic effect before whispering into your ear, "Unless... you want all four of us at the same time?" He lets out a soft moan as if just thinking about it gets him aroused.

The other three men are watching eagerly, their expressions a mix of anticipation and desire. This only serves to turn you on even more; the idea that these strong, dominating men want you so badly sends shivers down your spine. You bite your lower lip in uncertainty, unsure if you should say anything else...

Jason's grin widens as he watches the uncertainty play across your features. He leans in close again, nipping gently at your earlobe before whispering, "Good girl." Then, with a nod to his three friends, he says loudly enough for everyone to hear, "Well then, why don't we all have a drink and get comfortable?"

He reaches for the bottle of whiskey on the table next to him and pours four glasses. As he hands them around, he gestures for you to take one as well. "Cheers," he says, clinking his glass against yours before taking a sip. The others follow suit in turn, raising their glasses and nodding to you.

The atmosphere in the room becomes charged with anticipation as everyone takes a seat on the couch. Jason's hand moves from your back up to your hair, massaging gently as he guides you into his lap. The other three men are close enough that their bodies brush against yours, sending waves of desire coursing through you. "Why don't we start by getting to know each other a little better?" Jason suggests, running his hand down your arm and cupping your breast through the fabric of your top.

You glance over at one of the other men as he looks back at you, his expression hungry. You feel a rush of excitement at the thought of pleasing them all, of submitting to their dominance...

Jason's grin spreads wider across his face as he catches sight of the uncertainty and anticipation in your eyes. "Good girl," he whispers again, nibbling on your ear this time. The other three men chuckle softly, their hands moving to touch you gently, running up and down your arms, brushing against your breasts through your shirt.

"You're going to be so much fun," Jason murmurs into your ear before kissing his way down your neck. The feel of his hot breath on your skin sends a shiver through you as his hand slips under the hem of your shirt, cupping your breast firmly. "We've been dreaming about this all day."

The other three men groan in agreement, their hands moving to touch and caress you even more boldly now that they know how much it turns you on. You feel overwhelmed with desire as they take control, showing you just what kind of friends they want to be...

"Oh, baby," Jason growls into your ear as he tweaks your nipple through your bra. "You're so fucking perfect." He groans against your skin as he feels you arch into his touch. His other hand slides down to cup your ass, squeezing firmly. One of the other men presses himself closer against you from behind, feeling how wet you already are through your underwear.

"You like that, don't you?" Jason asks, already knowing the answer. The other three men chuckle darkly as they continue to explore your body with their hands and mouths, making it clear that they want more than just to make friends today. They want to claim you, dominate you...

Without waiting for a response, Jason leans forward and captures one of your nipples between his teeth, biting down gently as he rolls it between his tongue and teeth. You cry out in pleasure, arching further into him. He releases the pressure on your nipple with a moan, replacing it with his warm breath as he whispers, "You're ours now."

"Yes," Jason groans into your ear as he hears you utter those dirty words. The other men growl in agreement, their hands moving even faster now as they begin to undress you, eager to get at your bare skin. You feel fingers unbuttoning your jeans and tugging them down, followed by a hot breath against your most sensitive parts. "You want it hard?" Jason asks, already knowing the answer.

His hands grip your hips as he pushes your panties aside, revealing your bare sex to him. He takes a moment to study it before looking up at you with an unapologetic grin on his face. "Well then," he says as he lowers his head, tongue flicking out to circle your clit, "let's get started."

One of the other men positions himself behind you and gently pushes his cock against your entrance. Jason looks up at him in question, nodding for him to continue. With a growl, he thrusts inside, filling you completely. The feeling of being taken from both sides nearly makes you lose your mind as pleasure washes over you in waves.

"Yes," Jason moans into your flesh. "That's it... take it." He begins thrusting his tongue against your clit faster and harder, bringing you closer and closer to orgasm with each powerful stroke. The other two men continue to fondle and caress every inch of your skin, making sure that you know exactly who is in control here.

"Oh god," Jason gasps as he feels you tighten around his tongue, your cunt clenching desperately on his fingers. He thrusts deeper, curling his fingers to find your G-spot with a rough grip that makes you cry out. "Fuck," he groans, thrusting faster and harder, feeling the hot, wet pressure of your orgasm building against his touch.

One of the other men growls in warning as they feel you begin to lose control. You try to speak but the only sound that comes out is a moan as pleasure overtakes you completely. Your muscles clench and unclench helplessly around their cocks, milking them for all they're worth as waves of orgasm after orgasm wash over you.

Jason looks up at the other two men with a satisfied smile before leaning down to capture one of your nipples between his teeth again, rolling it roughly between his tongue and teeth. You cry out in pleasure, arching further into him as he torments your sensitive flesh even more. Your orgasms seem to go on forever, leaving you completely drained and utterly satisfied with the arrangement you've just made.

Finally, they pull out of you, one by one, their cocks slick with your cum and bearing clear signs of how hard you've been ridden. Jason holds you close as they catch their breath, wiping his hand across your forehead affectionately. "There, there," he whispers soothingly, "you rest now."