"Oh, hello! What are you doing here?" You said, surprised to find me at your door.
"I've got a present for you."
"What's that?"
I stepped away from the door, and another man stepped in. "I'm Casey."
"Oh," I said. "I guess I meant presents."
Into the doorway stepped another man. "I'm Brian."
You stepped back, amazed. "I don't know what to say. Come in."
After a little small talk, you asked, "So, what is going on here?"
"Well, we've talked enough about your deepest fantasy. Ready to make it a reality?"
As you looked at the two men sitting on your couch, "I don't know what to say."
But you were thinking, "This looks interesting." Both men were good looking, about 6 feet tall and muscular. Casey had brown hair, and Brian was blonde. Both were dressed casually.
I stepped behind you and started rubbing your shoulders. "You like your presents?"
Your mind was racing, and at my touch you could feel your blood racing, the heat inside you starting to rise.
"Yes, I do. Are you joining the party?"
"I want to see you enjoy the party."
"I'm sure it will be a good show. So, guys, tell me about yourself."
"Well, beautiful," said Casey, "I just love everything about women. Love showing them a good time. And I like to be a little dominant, so watch out."
"Oh, you sound so threatening. And you, Brian?"
"I like doing anything to make women cum."
Still standing behind you, I reached around you, kissed your neck, and started unbuttoning your shirt. "Want to unwrap your presents?"
You stepped toward Casey and Brian, running your hands down their chests and to their belt. Casey kissed your cheek while Brian kissed your neck and began unbuttoning your shirt further.
Your body reacted to their touch, your blood warming, your fingers tingling. Brian pushed your shirt off your shoulders and kissed them, Casey reached behind your back and deftly unhooked your bra. It fell away from your breasts and Casey supported one in his hand, cupping your beautiful chest. You shook it off your arms and began kissing Brian's mouth, your tongues mingling. Casey slipped behind you and reached around your waist, unhooking your belt and unbuttoning your pants. You reached down Brian's chest, down to his crotch, feeling his already rock hard cock.
Brian stopped kissing you and whispered, "you are gorgeous, sexy thing," into your ear as he kissed your neck, then the top of your chest, then taking one nipple in his mouth he began swirling it slowly with his tongue. Casey's hands slipped your pants down over your hips, then as the heat in your crotch began to surge, he stepped around you and began kissing you. "Very gorgeous," He hissed into your ears.
You ran your hands through both of their hair, looked at me, and said, "Thank you!"
Then you stepped away from them, ran both hands down Brian's chest, and started undoing his pants. "You are sweet." As you let his pants fall you let his cock fall free and took it into your hand. With one hand you reached back, turning toward Casey, and undid his pants, and reached inside to brush his hard cock as well. "And you are trouble."
Stroking Brian's cock slowly you watched them shed their shirts and slip their pants and underwear to the floor. Then you took Casey's cock into your hand as well, both of them fully erect. Casey's hands covered your breasts. Brian gently traced his fingers up the outside of your thigh. The feeling of touching two hard cocks at once made your blood boil and you could feel wetness growing inside you.
Kneeling, you looked at me. "You sure you don't want to join the party?"
"I'm fine watching you."
"Pity. Because here's where I want to put your cock," you told me, as you turned to Brian and slipped his hard dick into your mouth.
He moaned in pleasure as you tickled the head of his cock, and then slipped it all the way into your mouth, cupping his balls, working Casey's shaft at the same time. You looked up at Brian, then felt Casey's hands brushing your hair back. You looked at me, slipped away from Brian's cock and inserted Casey's.
Sucking deeply, you felt his cock harden even more, and some precum started to slip out of him, the saltiness coating your tongue.