We were running a few errands and walking to the car. As we left the store, Pete was shaking his head, "Did you see those? They were fuckin' huge!"
I knew exactly what he was talking about...and so did every other guy in the store, "Yeah, she was a looker...legs...nice ass...big rack...she was hot!"
He grinned, nodding his head, "Mmmm...I'd love to fuck those tits...bet we'd both fit, with some tit to spare...lay both dicks in there and fuck'r silly!"
I smiled, "You need to save that thought, for later...Jo'll love it...I could use a good titty fuck!"
I already had a semi...and sometimes it doesn't take much, but with our mystery woman and Jodi...we're talking amazing tits! Anyway, I just started backing out, when Pete noticed the print...and laughed, "Looks like the WMD is ready for action."
"Really, you're calling my dick a weapon...let's hear it...when did this start?"
He shrugged, grinning, "Wonderfully Massive Dick, of course...isn't that obvious?" He laughed, "But it's a Weapon of Mass Destruction, too!"
"With that thing, you would've rocked that babe's world, back there." He grinned, "After you've had that, you always want that! It changes ya'dude...you're hooked and begging for more!"
Still grinning, he rubbed his hand over it, "I know I'm fuckin' hooked...and I think it needs some attention, right now...can I?"
His gaze focused on the bulge, and I felt his fingers dig in, and stroke the outline. "Yeah, go for it, dude...it does need attention...your attention."
I started undoing my pants, and teasing him, "I know you want it...you want that big dick...and it's growin' for you...it'll stretch your lips!" When it bobbed free, "Yeah, grab hold...feel it grow...get thicker...you love that...a nice thick cock...your mouth waters...doesn't it?"
He stroked it, looking up at me, "Yeah, it is...you know when this all started, I just wanted a guy for Jodi...somebody bigger to open her up, fuck'r good...and make her scream, while I watched...you know!" He shook his head, "But then I wanted it, too...I want you to stretch me open, fuck me good and make me scream."
"Again, save that for later...right now, I want you to take it...stretch those lips around my dick...and make me scream!"
He grinned, "Sometimes that's just what I need...to hold it in my mouth...warming it...feel it throb...feel the weight on my tongue. You know, I dream about all that...how it bounces...or sways when you walk...how it fills my mouth...and...yeah, how it stretches my lips."
"Pete, I know...I know that," I nodded, attempting to lighten the mood, "You can always count on me to fill your mouth...and stretch your lips."
Grinning, he nodded, "And I can make you scream...you can count on that, too."
I nodded, as he went down on me, "Yeah...ahhhh...ahhhh...god...yeahhhhh...take it...take it...yeahhhhh...deepppppp!"
I re-parked the car, away from other cars and watched him work his lips up and down the shaft. Damn, he's good at sucking cock...I love it when he stops to admire and play with it; sometimes he just bobs it around, to watch it sway...and bounce. Mmmm...and I love the way he swirls his tongue all over the head...and then down the backside...it's fucking incredible.
"Yeah...yeah...ram it...ram it with your throat...oh yeah...like that...just like that...yeah!"
I relaxed my thighs, giving him more room and moaning, "Damn, Pete...that...yeah, that feels so good."
Using his mouth like a pussy, I took over and started pumping his lips; he couldn't take it balls-deep, but they were spread out over the seat, and rubbing his chin...it felt amazing.
When I felt his hands gripping my ass and urging me to go faster, I gave him exactly what he wanted, and fucked his mouth. It drove him into a frenzy, and he tightened his lips, groaning into the shaft. It became one of those seriously, heated moments, when you just wanted to fuck the hell out of his throat, but I knew he couldn't handle it...and I was close to those pleasured screams he promised.
Warmed by the afternoon sun, I looked out over the parking lot, thinking it had been almost a month since I'd hooked up with Jodi and Pete...and my buddy Pete was just a little anxious. I was just as anxious and turned-on, and that's the way our evening started...but it got even better.
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Pete and I picked up Chinese carry-out and we all had a few beers; it was really a good meal...the moo goo gai pan was amazing. Of course, after dinner, we had to read the fortunes, adding "in bed."
Jodi read hers, "Big things and little things can bring us the same joy," and squealed, "in bed!"
Pete laughed, "That's perfect!" He points to her crotch, "You've definitely got the little thing," and then, pointing at me, "and you've definitely got the big thing!"
Eventually we made it past the fortune cookies, and Pete made us all drinks after dinner; we started talking about the cosplay night that Jodi and I shared with Tara. It was obvious the girls weren't big comic book fans, and I think they were into it for the kinky role-playing...but that's fine with me.
Pete seemed into, too; wanted every last detail, and he was sold on doing something with costumes...he even wanted to help Tara sketch up my Magnum XXX costume. He jumped up to go find this book on comic book heroes...because we were going to do some research (Yeah, we can be geeks...but it works). Anyway, that was the plan, but things went in a different direction; I guess the threesome discussion and Jodi's sexy eyes got the best of me, and I pressed her hand over the bulge in my pants.
Trailing her fingers over the rise, "Mmmm...I like knowing our costume games turn you on...or is it the thought of two sexy women...two very sexy women?"
I nodded, "Both...but especially the two very sexy women."
When Pete returned, with the book, I grabbed his hand and put it over hers. I pressed them down and flexed a couple times; feeling their hands rise and fall with a growing erection, set things in motion.
She squeezed me, "Around here, we always prefer the bigger eggrolls...you know?"
When she started taking it out, I grinned, "You really know how to make a guy feel welcome."
She kissed her way up the shaft, putting a big wet one on the head, and swirling her tongue all over the tip; I moaned, "Yeah...yeah...that works...like that...work it...work that cock!"
I pulled her hair back, to see those beautiful gray eyes, and we locked eyes, as she worked her mouth up and down the shaft.
When she started fucking her mouth, I knew what she needed, and took over. Fucking at a steady pace, I could feel her throat straining to limit me...and I was fine with that, groaning louder, "Fuck Jo...yeah...yeah...uhhhh...uhhhh...fuckin' work it...work it!"
