Vicky enjoys two at once A short Story by Miss Victoria Bobbie Miller.

I had lived with Mike now for about a year. He was a nice guy, over 6 foot tall, sweet Scots accent, broad shoulders, slim hips, strong hands and nice eyes. He was a rugby player and could lift me up like those odd shaped balls and place me down on any surface he liked and the meatier the surface the happier I was at being lifted. We had met at a party and although he was unaware of the gender bending issues that i had, due to our body chemistry he was attracted to me and I to him. We dated, he found out about my extra bits early on, and was happy to be with me, heaven. In the apartment our relationship was good, we both worked hard and played hard..the harder he played the better I was especially in bed. Pretty soon I had more than adopted the feminine role and loved to make him happy. I liked cooking and cleaning and sorting out things in the house, Mike was great at handy man jobs like curtain rails, putting together our IKEA bedroom furniture and fantastic with my old MGB roadster classic car and all that kind of stuff. He even dropped me off for my sun bed, nail and hair appointments without any fuss and waited patiently if we chatted to long over coffee on my girls evening in that I loved to go to with my girl friends. ( I was always extra nice to him afterwards) We had some fantastic holidays as well I was very much in love and he with me. Everyday I would come in from work and get something more feminine on, redo my hair and spray my Chanel number 5. I had become more and more womanly and to tell you the truth I was unsure whether or not my changing emotions were due to being Mikes woman or the over the counter hormone tablets that I was on. Whatever I was enjoying life .Tonight I was making Mike and his friend John a light meal round at Johns place after which they had planned a few drinks as they watched the match. After the meal I sat on the couch between John and Mike, bad weather meant the match was off and to be honest both men wanted to go out for a drink to get over their disappointment but I really had looked forward to a night in, loving the thought of looking kind of sexy hostess with the most-ess in my new short skirt and low sleeveless top and extra high red heels, tottering about making them drinks, bending over to divert their attention from the game and showing my white silk panties, whilst they enjoyed themselves watching the match. MEN so childish with their different rugby football strips on but they both had nice hairy legs and a good figure, and John was sexy. But things had gone wrong and now Mike was lazily flicking through the channels. The match was off, rain or something, god and I thought these guys were supposed to be tough what was wrong with a flooded pitch cant they do water in rugby? Mike was now a bit bored he had to be entertained or he got disruptive or needed wanking off or a blow job.... His flicking habit irritated me, but I didn't want to come across as a bitch or blow him lol, in front of his friend. I glanced over at John, and thought I saw a twitch of annoyance at the corner of his mouth. His mouth was beautiful; full soft lips that stretched across his face in a sparkling smile. Whenever he was excited about anything he had the most kissable grin. I imagined pushing one hand through his blond, spiky hair, kissing that cushioned mouth, feeling his tongue move into my mouth.My eyes widened involuntarily. There was no way I should be fantasizing about Mike's friend, especially with my gorgeously oblivious boyfriend sitting right next to me. My thigh was pressing against Mike's, my body sinking against his in an outward show of loyalty as my mind wandered through the possibilities of John.I drained my glass of white wine, and stood up. ?Anyone want another drink and shall I serve the half time snacks now...Sure, babe? Mike's words were already slurring, his smile lazy with half-closed eyes.I'll help you out? John followed me into his kitchen. I couldn't tell if it was my imagination, or if he was watching me walk ahead of him. I let my ass sashay back and forth, relishing in the heat of John's gaze.I turned to him in the kitchen. ?You want something??One of his stomach-dropping grins played around his mouth. I wanted that mouth on me, sucking furiously at my nipples, licking my clitlet, rimming his tongue inside me. ?Sure,? John said slowly, holding my look, ?I'll do another whiskey.?I swallowed my moment of disappointment, and turned to pour the whiskey into the tumblers. I felt something brush against my ass cheeks, so lightly I could have imagined it. I turned around, electrified, feeling my nipples stiffen under my silk top, and saw John taking the ice cube trays from the freezer.He got his ice and as I turn my back I clearly felt his fingers in between my thighs. God it felt good. I went pink and I followed him tottering in my heels as he laughed his way into the living room and we sat down next to Mike on the couch. This time I let my knee rest lightly against John's leg as i squirmed against Mike. The tickle of his leg hair was almost unbearable against my bare recently waxed legs , with me imagining those prickly legs sliding against mine as we ground our hips against each other. I took a long drink, feeling the cool Frasquito with ice sliding all the way down my throat.Mike looked over at me. He could tell, with that perfect sense of his, that I was horny. He let the channel flicking stop on Big TV, showing soft porn at this time of night. On the screen, a couple writhed against each other in pre-sex longing, his hand pushing at her breast, his tongue flicking her neck.?Finally! Something good on.? Mike tipped back his glass, putting one hand just above my knee, kneading my leg with his thumb. I was surprised. He was never usually this affectionate around his friends.I sat back, enjoying his hand on me. ?Man, my muscles are sore today.??You want a shoulder massage?? This, from John, made my eyebrows shoot up in shock. I said nothing. ?That cool with you, man?? John addressed Mike.?Yeah, sure. Save me some of the work!?I turned my back to John on the couch, resting my legs across Mike's lap. John's hands danced across my bare shoulders, fluttering with the lightest of touches, priming every inch of skin before pushing his palms satisfyingly across me, kneading deep into my muscles.Mike was stroking my legs now, long strokes into the arch of my instep. I let out a quiet moan, unable to take the pleasure of both sets of strong hands pushing at my skin. I laughed a little. ?Sorry...feels really good.?John's breath was warm against my neck, the sweet hot smell of alcohol making me feel heady. His rubs became more insistent, his thumbs circling hard against my lower back. Mike began to kiss up my calves, the way he always did, the way that always made me soaking wet and begging for his touches. I could feel my panties already drenched through, my peachy heat hot and aching.Mike lifted up my legs, stood up and then knelt down next to me. ?No reason why she should have all the fun,? he said, motioning to the screen. He pulled my legs apart, kissing my inner thighs in long, tender thighs. As I felt John's lips brush against my neck, his hands moving around to cup my small breasts, I shuddered violently, joy pulsating through me as I realized my fantasy was finally coming true.Mike reached my silk panties, looking up at me and laughing at how wet I was. He began kissing my swollen cocklet through the cotton, and John delved inside my bra, pinching down on my nipples. I gasped at the sensation, arching to push myself harder at Mike's magical mouth, my back pressing on John's chest and my head on his shoulder.I turned my face, wondering if he would kiss me. He dipped his head to meet mine, his soft lips moving on mine exactly the way I'd imagined. Mike pulled the elastic edge of my underwear aside, and as his tongue swirled in direct blissful contact with my now throbbing clit, John worked his tongue lightly against mine. I couldn't take the feeling of the two tongues moving me, Mike lapping at m peachy heat rimming me expertly, guiding me higher, John squeezing my breast harder with one hand, kissing me deeply. I kept my mouth pressed against his, gulping for more and more of him as I felt my orgasm building, rushing through me. My whole body was juddering in their grasp as I lost myself in pure pleasure.My eyelids fluttered as I came to, Mike lifting his head from between my legs, John holding me still from behind. Mike smiled at me, placing his hand over my warm crotch. ?Can you take more, babe??I nodded, still hardly able to believe it was happening. ?Yeah,? I managed, breathlessly.Mike looked at John with a proud expression. ?She can always take more.??Wanna move to the bedroom?? John asked, one thumb still idly circling my nipple. I could feel his erection pressing against my back.Mike stood and offered me his hand, gentleman as ever, and I followed him into John's bedroom. John pulled the covers off his bed, peeling off his shirt and adding it to the pile. His chest was tanned bronze, small nipples on hard, rounded pecs, the abs below jutting out with arrogant perfection. I could tell Mike had him beat on arms, those thick biceps I loved to grab onto as he fucked me, feeling his strength all over.John pulled off his shorts, his boxers, his erection springing free. Mike too was naked now, the sweet curve of his ass exposed.I knelt down between the two of them, holding John's hot, hard dick in one hand as I closed my lips around Mike's pulsating head. I moved my hand up and down John's shaft as I pushed my mouth down the whole length of Mike, letting his cock hit the smooth back of my throat. ?Oh, fuck,? he let out, closing his eyes as I gagged on him. I sucked him hard for a few seconds, then switched my mouth over to John, licking all around the top of his cock. I looked up at him as I plunged my mouth down over him, moving my tongue against him as I held him tightly between my lips. I cupped his balls with one hand as I sucked, loving the feeling of a different dick grazing along the roof of my mouth.?I gotta sit,? John moaned, ?Holy shit, that feels good.? He moved over to the bed, lying back with legs spread, holding his cock out for more. I positioned myself there, raising my ass my short skirt around my waist and spreading my own legs just enough for Mike to enter me from behind.As I took John in my mouth I felt Mike's cock pushing at my lips. He spread my ass cheeks apart, letting his head enter me, teasing me for a moment. I moaned at him, my mouth full of John's dick, and he finally plunged inside me, the long hardness of him filling me as he pushed even harder against me. He drew back, easing into his rhythm, bumping me forward with every thrust so that John's cock was pushed further into my mouth.?Yeah, baby, suck him; suck his cock, good girl,? Mike let out, grabbing my shoulder with one hand to thrust even deeper. I sucked on John furiously, moving my hand up his cock and deep-throating him on the way back down. He was gasping with pleasure, the only words he could manage were the occasional eruption of ?Yes,? ?Fuck,? ?Yes?. Tears sprang into my eyes, but I couldn't get enough of the two of them plunging deep inside me.John lifted my head for a second. ?Whoa,? he said, ?I don't wanna finish yet.? He was panting, his cock strained toward me for more.?Here,? I said, ?you should get a turn.?Mike drew back, out of me, and John shifted down the bed. I climbed on top of him, rubbing his head against my hot peachy heat, watching his face as I slid down on top of him. His dick was shorter than Mike's, but thicker, not reaching so deep inside me but spreading me apart with his width. I gasped as he bucked against me, forcing my peachy hole to accommodate him.Mike was rubbing my ass lovingly. I turned my head to look at him and as he put one finger in his mouth I knew what was coming. John was holding on to my ass as I slid up and down his cock. ?Pull her ass apart,? Mike instructed him, and John's strong fingers obeyed, opening me up to Mike. He rubbed his saliva covered fingers over my asshole, curving two fingers up to slide inside me. Feeling him push into me there I cried out, half in pain and half in excited pleasure. Mike moved his fingers slowly, in and out, exploring, letting me open up to him. He positioned his cock at the opening, moving insistently against me as I tensed up again. ?Relax babe,? he said, making me scream as he pushed inside.He stopped there, still, letting me get used to the feel of him, letting my ass relax slightly around them both , before pulling back and thrusting back into me, relentless. With every one of their thrusts I was yelling out, loving the feeling of absolute fulfillment, two hard cocks banging deep into me. Mike was grunting with satisfaction, my ass clenched tight around him.I was grinding against John, leaning forward so my cockle rubbed against his pelvic bone. I felt another orgasm building from far away, the feeling of two dicks completely filling me up so foreign and so fantastic. Nothing could give me more pleasure than this; nothing could be more complete; being plunged into again and again, feeling both of them strain with wanting against me. I rubbed harder, my cries getting louder. I felt John tense underneath me, Mike's grip on my shoulder tighten as I shook and shook with waves of ecstasy, letting each one overtake me as I thrust against their cocks for more. My cockle spasmed around John's shaft, rippling through to Mike still ramming my ass.As soon as I came, I felt John arching against me. ?I want you in my mouth,? I said, and he nodded, with Mike still inside me, and began sucking him again, licking up the hot juices. Mike was moving faster now, slamming against me in the buildup to his orgasm. I felt him stiffen, pound into my ass even deeper for three, four long strokes as he came. John was on the verge of coming, and as soon as I took his balls in one hand, massaging them as I took him as far as I could into my throat, he bucked against me, hips pulsing forward. I felt the hot jet of his cum spray into my mouth and swallowed, swallowed again as he finished and licked the top of his dick clean.Mike pulled out of me, still breathing heavily. John was shaking his head in amazement.?You guys should, uh, come over more often,? was all he said as he leaned back against the pillows.I smiled, still relishing the feeling of them both inside me, trying to memorize every detail.

love Vicky xx