He invited me over one night and to my surprise his friend, James, was visiting from Dallas.

James was a long, tall Texan, very toned and in shape.

His hair was dirty blonde and he had sexy brown eyes, I have to admit he turned me on in his tight jeans and cowboy boots.

I was totally clueless as to what the night had in store but they definitely had plans for me.

I was dressed to kill ( I knew what Jonathan expected when he just “Invited me over”)

I wore a White, man tailored shirt showing lots of cleavage with a red plaid sweater and a matching skirt – very short with white stockings and heels.

I found it difficult to keep my eyes off of James, his eyes were dark and sexy, he made me blush when he smiled at me. I was feeling very warm.

We had a few glasses of wine, smoked a joint and the topic turned to sex.

The guys were sitting on either side of me on the couch, I had a drink in one hand and the other on Jonathan’s thigh.

I started to stroke him slowly.

James asked me about the craziest thing I’ve ever done sexually.

I told him a few things, most of which Jonathan knew about, some he didn’t, I have to admit I wanted attention.

I guess in a way I knew what was coming.

Jonathan took charge, as usual, and he asked if I would be interested in a threesome.

“Now?” I asked.

“Tonight?”

“Well,” Jonathan looked at James.

“Why not?”

I thought for a moment, my inhibitions lowered by the alcohol and more than a little aroused from the weed, then I smiled my sexiest smile and said, “Why not?”

Jonathan didn’t waste any time, smiling like a kid who just got permission to stay up late, he started to undress me. He slipped my sweater off my shoulders, brushed my dark, curly hair back and slowly unbuttoned my blouse while James stood up and unbuckled his belt and started to inch out of his jeans.

I bit my bottom lip.

“Would you mind leaving the boots on?” I asked.

“You got it!” he said with a smile.

I traced the bulge in Jonathan’s pants with my fingertips as he removed my bra, my nipples were rock hard and I suddenly felt very exposed…until James removed his underwear.

He was huge, at least as big as Jonathan, who was close to 12 inches and thicker than a beer can.

I started to wonder if I could handle this, then Jonathan kissed me.

He was so sexy, confident and in control.

I reached for his belt, anxious to get his pants off but he stood up instead and stripped for me.

James was already naked, except for the boots, of course.

They both stood there in front of me, stroking their big, thick cocks.

It was intoxicating, both of these sexy men wanting me.

I felt so sexy, I was dripping wet!

Jonathan instructed me to slip my skirt off.

I did as I was told, looking back and forth between them, wondering how these two guys with huge dicks got together, I couldn’t have been the first girl they had talked into this.

Was there a big-dick double-team club somewhere?

A girl can dream.

Anyway, I took off my panties and leaned back on the couch, naked except for my white thigh highs (very cute, with little bows in the back), I’d slipped my shoes off at the door, like I always did.

“Play with your pussy,” Jonathan commanded.

I smiled sweetly, my eyes moving slowly between the two of them, drinking them in.