Becky had been saying for a while that she'd like to suck two cocks at once. Being her good friend, I was not about to deprive her of the opportunity. All I had to do, she told me, was find another guy interested in participating. Craig said he'd be up for it. Craig's up for anything if it involves his cock being stroked, sucked, admired or discussed. And Becky, as it turns out is up for anything if it involves two stiff cocks near her face.
Becky is from Ohio originally, has a dirty sense of humor and will smile at you sideways provocatively enough to give you a hardon on the subway. She's a chubby girl, with big soft bouncy breasts, a round tummy that jiggles and a delicious spankable ass. Her hair is brunette and she wears sassy lipstick on her plump sassy lips. You've got the picture.
One night, after a little tequila, Becky confided that she'd been fantasizing about blowing two guys at the same time. She wanted to alternate sucking them, comparing their size and hardness. She wanted to put the heads of both in her mouth at the same time and listen to the guys grunt as their cocks rubbed together against her tongue. I volunteered mine on the spot.
Craig and I rode the subway to her house and, since Craig and Becky had never met, I described her briefly to him. He seemed excited. "Do you think you'll be able to get hard with me there?" He asked. We'd seen each other hard a few times before under circumstances I won't expound on here, and I was fairly comfortable talking to him frankly about sex.
"I don't think it'll be a problem for either of us once Becky gets naked," I said.
"Dude I can't wait," he said.
Becky answered her door wearing a cleavagey tank top and a skirt. "Come in boys," she said with that sideways smile, her lashes dark with mascara. I could see Craig's eyes locked on her breasts.
She sat us down next to each other on her couch and went right to it, straddling me and kissing me slow and sexy on the mouth. My hands led themselves to her ass and I was instantly hard. Becky climbed over onto Craig and in between kisses they introduced themselves. "I knew you guys would get along," I said.
After a few minutes of kissing Becky stood and told us to strip. Craig and I exchanged an excited glance, stood up and took off our clothes. We stood there in front of her, cocks mostly hard, and awaited instructions. "Mmm, you guys have nice cocks," Becky crooned. "I mean, I know you've got a nice cock, B, but I mean they look nice together." With this Becky took off her clothes. We watched side by side as she pulled the tank top over her head. Our dicks each stiffened one more notch as her bra hit the floor. Next the skirt and finally the panties.
Craig and I looked her up and down while she soaked up the attention. We admired her full thighs, her curvy hips, the graceful curve of her belly, and her amazing breasts. They're big and sassy and they sag just right, her rosy nipples pointing at each of us. "Now let's see you guys stroke those cocks a little," Becky said, taking a step toward us. We took our hardons in our hands and started rubbing slowly.
"We're both right handed," said Craig, looking down at what I was working on.
I laughed and told him I'd be both handed if I was as big as him. It's true — Craig's dick is quite a bit bigger than mine. It hangs long and heavy when it's soft, and when it's hard, well it's a sight to see. I glanced down at his erection, long, hard and fat in his hand.