There's nothing quite like a good daydream to relieve the monotony of a boring situation. Gazing out the window on a sunny afternoon as the lecturer drones on interminably about the merits and pitfalls of higher order functions (or something equally uninteresting) my imagination sweeps me away to another place. The location doesn't matter. It could be my bedroom, a hotel room, a beach or a deserted forest glade. It could be anywhere, it makes no difference, just as long as it's far away away from this stuffy lecture hall.
Wherever it is, I'm never alone. Sometimes it's just one person, a man or a woman, sometimes it's more. Today it's the man who sat opposite me on the train and with him is one of my classmates whose name, I think, is Kyle.
The man from the train, I'll call him Max, Is tall, good looking and in his mid thirties. Kyle is of medium height, a wiry, athletic build and, like me, is in his early twenties.
They begin to undress me slowly, exploring every inch of newly revealed flesh with their mouths. My jacket comes off and they kiss my neck. Next to go is my t-shirt. I sigh softly as their lips caress my arms, my shoulders, my back, my stomach and the exposed swell of my breasts above the cups of my bra.
Kyle unbuttons my jeans and they both help to ease them down over my bum. Max on the left, Kyle on the right, they kiss and stroke my thighs as they push my jeans down my legs. When, at last, my jeans are round my ankles, I lift my feet and let them be removed.
Taking one leg each, they work their way back up, showering my skin with kisses as their hands explore my body. A warm glow, deep inside me, begins to spread through my body.
As my desire rises, I turn towards Max and begin to unbuckle his belt. As his trousers slide down his legs I notice Kyle pull off his t-shirt to reveal a taut, well muscled torso. He begins to pull off his ripped jeans as I push Max's boxer shorts towards the floor. Max's cock is long, thin and hard. I reach out to stroke it. He moans softly as I wrap my fingers around his rigid member and begin to work them long its length.
With Max's cock in one hand I turn to face Kyle who is standing naked in front of me. His cock is maybe two inches shorter than Max's but is incredibly thick and every bit as hard. As I reach out to stroke it with my free hand Kyle reaches behind me to unhook my bra.
I let it fall, the straps sliding down my arms only to be stopped at my wrists. Briefly, I remove my hands from their dicks as I let my bra be removed. As my hands return to task of stroking their proud male organs, they both lean forward and begin to lick my tits and suck my nipples.
I moan softly as their tongues flick over my tits, coating their surface with a warm film of saliva. Max and Kyle run their fingers lightly up the inside of my thighs as their mouths give pleasure to my tits. Someone's fingers begin to stroke my pussy through the wet material of my knickers, occasionally slipping inside to brush against my moist labia.
With a long sigh of pleasure I lie back. I sense rather than see Kyle move up towards my head. He smiles down at me as he presents his short, fat, succulent cock to my hungry mouth. My lips part and I eagerly suck his cock into my mouth. He begins to thrust, his cock slipping in and out between my lips as he fucks my mouth with short, sharp strokes.
I feel Max begin to tug at my knickers. I raise my bum off the bed allowing him to pull them down over my hips. He pulls my wet knickers down my legs and off over my feet. A tingle of anticipation pulses through me as I allow him to spread my legs. As I suck Kyle's cock, Max runs his tongue up the inside of my thighs, slowly working his way inexorably closer to his goal. Without warning, his lips brush against my labia. I squirm with pleasure as he slips his tongue between them. I want to cry out as his tongue explores my pussy but Kyle's fat cock in my mouth prevents my release.
