Cockfight for Sandra

Sandra lay her gorgeous body on the almost abandoned beach to tan, wearing her favourite white bikini which brought out all the curves of her gorgeous body. She looked down, admiring her toned form which was slowly tanning, with tan lines starting to show. She then shifted her attention to look down onto the water, where the waves were rolling in. She watched her two friends, Mike and Jack surfing in the waves. Both were cute, toned and could almost be mistaken for twins - the biggest difference between them was from the neck up, and that Mike had dark hair and while Jack's was lighter. She had always been attracted to both of these well built men, but it never grew into anything more. She simply ogled them at every opportunity and flirted quite openly with both hoping one of them might eventually make a move.

Sandra decided to book a trip to a remote island for a small getaway, inviting the boys - each unaware the other was coming, sharing a small villa by the beach on the small and otherwise abandoned island. A sea taxi would be coming by to collect them in a couple of days time, until then no one else would be around.

Sandra lay there for a moment, admiring their sculpted bodies in the distance, both wearing only a pair of board shorts. She had often compared them to each other mentally and she daydreamed that they might be competing for her, but then snapped herself out of it and enjoyed the show for a few minutes before laying her hat on her face so the afternoon sun wouldn't bother her too much.

Mike just caught a wave. Nothing beat the feeling of riding a board with nothing but mother nature around him, seeing the reef through the clearest water on the planet really made him feel alive. As he rode the wave, he surveyed the abandoned beach, backed by palm trees and the small villa they were staying in. His eyes rested on the blonde on the beach - most of the reason he was here. He and Sandra had met on a trip overseas and hit it off immediately, what solidified their relationship was realising they lived within 15 minutes of each other - they had simply never met before. Since meeting her, Mike had kept his attraction to Sandra to himself, though he suspected she felt the same but something was holding her back - his competition, her friend Jack whom she had also invited on this trip.

Jack also caught a wave, performing as many tricks as possible in an effort to impress Sandra, whom he lusted for ever since meeting. He suspected Mike was also interested in Sandra, and with his competitive nature, knew he had to prove he was the better man. He also loved surfing, and tried to perform as many stunts on the wave as possible in an effort to capture the young beauty's attention. Jack and Sandra met through mutual friends and liked to get flirty with each other at parties. When the pair were seen together Jack always tried to give Sandra a show, flexing his muscles at every opportunity while she wore low cut tops revealing just enough of her body to keep him interested, but not enough to be considered trashy. They had been friends for a while though he wanted more, and thought she did too. Like Mike, he knew what was holding her back - his competition.

The boys spent the afternoon in the waves. Each had a very competitive nature so trying to impress their mutual love interest, doing as many tricks and stunts as possible while Sandra lay on the beach tanning. Unfortunately for them, Sandra wasn't paying any attention to either of them in that moment, lost in her own little world.

The sun started going down and the boys decided to come back to the beach. They were friendly enough with one another, but knew they were competing for the same woman. As they approached her, Sandra couldn't help but compare their perfect physiques. Their wet board shorts hugging their skin tightly, revealing the bulge at their crotch to her.

"Looking good, boys," she teased.

"So are you," Both Mike and Jack awkwardly responded at the same time.

She smiled. Deciding to tease them a bit, she adjusted her white bikini top to draw attention to her firm breasts, then got up and turned around, seductively bending over to pick up her shoes while giving her audience a show of her perfect ass, with her tight little white bikini leaving little to the imagination. Both of the guys felt their cocks stir at the sight, as they stared at her feminine form slowly make it's way back to the villa. Turning around, she noticed the bulge had grown in both of the boy's shorts.

"Are you coming?" she asked, with a devilish smile, knowing full well the double meaning. The boys quickly followed her back. From the way they were looking at her and the growing bulges in their pants, her suspicions had been confirmed - both of them wanted her. Which one should she choose? Both were smart, ambitious, confident, good looking, kind and hard working men and she could be happy with either. She knew they wouldn't share - at least for long, so she had a difficult decision ahead of her.

Sandra quickly showered to wash off the sand and devised a plan to test them, while the men washed off their boards, and she came out wearing denim short shorts and a white shirt which was loosely buttoned, seductively revealing her cleavage much more than usual compared to her usual dress style. Over dinner the trio drank wine and the boys each made little comments about how they were better than the other, but passed it off as banter. Sandra made several cocktails for dessert so by the late evening, all three of them were tipsy and sharing stories until she finally steered the topic to past lovers.

"My ex Sarah was a wonderful woman, she was warm, kind hearted and an animal in bed." Mike reminisced. "But unfortunately her career kept her travelling and we eventually decided it would be best to try and move on. I still sometimes think about her, but it's all in the past."

Sandra felt a twinge of jealousy towards his ex.

"Your turn Jack, what happened between you and your ex?" Sandra asked.

"She was hot but completely mental" he said with some bitterness. "She was stubborn, angry and I hated her by the end of it."

"Sorry to hear that, man" Mike responded without an ounce of sincerity in his voice, "It must have been rough". He turned to Sandra, "What about you?"

"It just didn't work out, I loved him but sometimes people have different goals and drift apart. He was cute, smart and funny - like both of you. I miss the way he made me feel sexy though, and he was absolutely incredible in bed." Both Mike and Jack felt a shadow of jealousy towards him at that moment. "Were your partners wild in bed?" She asked.

"Never enough for me" Jack said "I always wanted something more."

She turned to Mike.

"Sarah always kept things exciting like no one else I've ever dated". He said with a smile. Sandra felt another twinge of jealousy, but nothing was going to stop her from executing her plan.

"My ex would always tell me I have the best chest of any woman he'd ever met, and would compare me in bed, always telling me mine was better than his ex or some other girl's. So I'd tell him his cock was better, but I never really knew - he's the only guy I've ever slept with." Sandra paused for a moment, her heart beat nervously in her chest but her sex drive in that moment overwhelmed her. She studied the boys, and both looked at her longingly, and the fact that she brought up sex seemed to make them want her more. She decided to take the risk. "I think I'd like to find out for sure though, I might have been wrong. What do you think?"

Would one of the boys go for it? Would Jack or Mike finally make their move? The thoughts hung in her mind for the longest three seconds of her life.

"Mine's better than any man's you know" Jack blurted out. He couldn't believe he had just said it, was it the alcohol or his attraction to this goddess across from him. He eyed her up and down, her blonde hair framing her face, her bright blue eyes looking into his longingly, her white blouse unbuttoned far enough he could almost see her whole chest and her nipples were starting to poke through the material just a little - she clearly wasn't wearing a bra and was turned on. He had to have this woman and prove he was a better man than her ex, and also better than Mike. Jack knew he was well above average in size so the confidence was real. Mike played Jack's response off as a joke and gave a bit of a cocky chuckle.

Sandra felt her heart beating faster and faster. She was nervous, but she did her best to hide it. "Do you think he's wrong, Mike?" she questioned his chuckle eagerly, hoping to ignite his competitive spark.

Mike couldn't help but stare back into this goddess' eyes. Everything about her was perfect in that moment, she lovingly gazed back into his eyes, with a cheeky smile on her face. Her lips seemed redder than usual and all he wanted to do was lean in and kiss them. He was well and truly under her spell.

"I think Jack might be overestimating himself" He replied, matching Jack's confidence. "Mine's perfect for reaching areas other guys just can't quite reach." Sandra gazed at him, and he admired the hungry look in her eye. He also knew his cock was bigger than the average man's, so any contest that may happen, he'd certainly win. The challenge was set, and he was certain she'd choose him over Jack.

Sandra stood up, and both guys couldn't help but study her perfect body. Fit and toned, fairly light skin and "You both think your cocks are better than the other man's? Think you could prove it?" She cooed.

"Yep" Mike responded.

"Yeah," replied Jack at the same time, both men foolishly thinking with their dicks.

She turned towards her bedroom with a sexy strut- the master suite. "Then let's find out" she challenged.

It was time to choose her partner... or rather let them decide who was better. As she walked, she seductively moved her hips side to side.

Mike and Jack hesitated for a second as she disappeared into the bedroom. Neither man wanted to share her, but both wanted to prove they were more sexually adventurous and the better man, so couldn't back down. They nervously followed her to the bedroom, each hiding their nerves while neither knew what to expect. As they entered the room, Sandra sat on the bed, facing them. The boys examined her perfect body, noticing her stiff nipples poking through her white blouse like spears - much stiffer than before. She wasn't wearing a bra and yet her incredible natural breasts sat high and firmly on her chest. Both of them froze with anticipation.

Both men stood there, staring at her. She compared their bodies and saw little difference from the neck down. Their muscular bodies stood tall and proud next to each other, both were still only wearing their board shorts which showed off their toned muscles and abs proudly. Mike reached down to take his shorts off but Sandra stopped him. "One at a time, I want to inspect you both up close... Jack first." She said, as she made her way over to him.

Jack rested his hands on his hips with an arrogant smirk on his face. Mike looked down at Sandra kneeling in front of his rival, her face glowing with excitement. In that moment he had to swallow his jealousy and wait for his turn.

Jack looked down at Sandra, on her knees before him. If it weren't for Mike being in the room, he'd feel like the luckiest man alive. Sally rubbed his board shorts, feeling what was inside, then slowly peeled down his board shorts, and Jack's solid cock revealed itself, flicking up as it was freed. It stood proudly at attention.

Sandra's eyes lit up.

"Definitely bigger than my ex" She gasped, smiling as she examined the shape. It was large and thick, all the way to the tip and completely straight - a perfect dick in her mind. She wondered how or even if Mike could compete with this show.

"Not bad" Mike admitted.

Jack shot Mike a smug look and arrogantly said "You don't stand a chance against my cock, get out before you embarrass yourself". In this moment, Sandra didn't doubt it yet Mike's expression was still filled with confidence which was a massive turn on. She could feel herself get just a little wet.

"We'll see" Mike calmly replied, hiding his nerves.

"He's confident!" Sandra said, giving Jack's cock one last look and a quick kiss on the tip forcing a groan out of him. She sexily turned to Mike. "Let's see if you can compete with that..."

Mike also put his hands on his hips and, just like with Jack, she rubbed his shorts, zeroing in on his crotch. Sandra couldn't believe her luck, he felt just as thick and long as Jack. She mirrored her actions from before, slowly lowering off Mike's shorts, revealing his hard shaft as it flicked up from being released. Her eyes widened with glee - this would be stiff competition, and repeated "also definitely bigger than my ex", as she ogled it. It was very similar in shape and size to Jack's, the only clear difference was the circumcised tip. In her mind, they were equal in length and girth. This competition was too close to call. She then kissed the tip of his cock, and like Jack, he groaned in ecstasy for a moment.

Both men were quietly uncomfortable with the situation and neither man wanted a threesome - sexually pleasing another man didn't appeal to them at all, even with this goddess involved. Both wanted Sandra for themselves, her body, her kiss, her everything and the only thing standing in the way of that now was their rival's cock - a literal cock block. It seemed like Sandra would only fuck one of them anyway, but what would happen to loser? Would he be sent back to his bedroom to sleep alone, or would he be humiliated by being forced to watch the winner fuck the woman they both wanted so desperately?

Mike quietly compared himself to the other man and concluded his own dick definitely was better than Jack's. Mike flexed his cock. Sandra had never been this turned on in her life.

Jack studied Mike's penis and concluded his own was far better. He was sure that Sandra could see it too, just by looking. "I don't like sharing, so let's skip to the part where you kick him out and I'll show you what a real man can do," Jack said in a cocky tone.

Sandra was between the two men as she compared. She couldn't choose, this was going to be tougher and more exciting than she thought. She looked at Mike, awaiting a response.

"That's up to her, but I think we both know mine's better," Mike firmly replied, as she looked down and studied his architecture. It was solid, and one of the most beautiful cocks she could imagine, but so was Jack's. She would be lucky to have either one, but since they didn't want to share she would only have one, so she would only settle for nothing less than the best.

"So which one is better?" Mike said confidently.

"I haven't decided yet..." she grabbed both shafts and pulled them closer. She was on her knees by the foot of the bed, and tugged the two men closer, still firmly holding onto their genitals, until their tips almost touched. Both men were straight, neither had even seen another man's dick in person in their entire life and now they were in the uncomfortable position of being almost tip to tip with another man - worse, a sexual rival. Sandra was still holding both cocks firmly in her hands, then pulled Mike's into her mouth.

Mike looked down at her as he felt her warm mouth taking him in as she started sucking. It felt far better than anything he had imagined, comparing only to his ex. Sandra flicked her tongue around his cock as she took him in deep, and the suction was incredible. Her eyes were staring back into his and for a short moment he almost forgot about Jack. This feminine attention was worth fighting for.

Jack looked down at Sandra and mentally told himself she was saving the best until last, he looked up to see Mike closing his eyes and watched him enjoying the woman that should be his. Sandra pulled back from Mike, and turned towards Jack, smiling at him briefly before putting his manhood into her mouth. He now looked down at her, and saw her angelic eyes looking deeply back into his. He had never had a blowjob like this before, her technique was unrivalled, the way she moved her tongue around his cock, the suction and how deep she went - he was in pure ecstasy. Sandra pulled back from Jack. She thought by this point there'd be an obvious winner but both men were, in her mind, equally well equipped at this point.

"Which one of you feels harder?" she asked, before slipping Mike back into her mouth for a moment. "Which one of you tastes better?" she wondered out loud, before doing the same thing with Jack this time, then she held them both in front of her, their tips almost touching. "Which one of you is bigger?"

Both men thrust their hips forward and flexed their cocks to prove their dominance. For the first time in either of their lives, the head of their cock came into contact with another man's. Not to pleasure him, but to prove he was the better man with the better cock. Sandra enjoyed the show, before opening her mouth and pulling them both in as much as she could - it wasn't much given their girth, but she could handle both heads at once. Both men thrust in to try to get more of their own cock into her mouth until both of their shafts were pushed together, and their balls met with a slap.

Sandra released them both and admired the sight in front of her - two perfect cocks, duelling over a prize - her. The two cocks quickly retreated after she stopped giving them attention.

"I think you should see what we are fighting for," Sandra said as she took a step back from them. She slowly lifted her blouse, which she intentionally held close to her body. As she slowly raised it, revealing her toned midriff, her firm natural breasts lifted inside her shirt and then dropped, revealing themselves as they barely bounced before regaining their shape. They naturally stood firmly on her chest, as if being supported by an invisible force, her nipples were rock solid and stood proudly. She tossed her top aside and reached for her short denim shorts, which she slowly wiggled down her athletic legs, revealing white lace briefs. Both men took in the sight in front of them for a moment, noticing the wet patch that had already formed.

She cupped her perfect tits and said "The winner gets these all to himself..."

Jack grabbed his dick and slowly stroked it as he watched the show, trying to create a show of his own for her. Mike simply stared at her, enjoying the show.

Sandra was enjoying the attention, she could see their dicks getting even harder than they were before and her excitement was almost too much for her to contain. She crawled backwards onto the bed, raised her hips in a display and slowly removed her lace briefs, revealing her perfect form completely. She admired the view for a moment, from where she lay, she could see the two men and their rock-hard cocks still half facing one another, framed by her legs leading down to her pussy - the prize they were about to fight over.

"I don't settle for anything but the best... so which one of you has the better cock?"

Jack paused, his hands still firmly holding the base of his shaft. Mike hesitated for a brief moment before grabbing the base of his lance and lunging it into Jack's, attempting to bend the other man to his will with a hefty slap. This sudden attack shocked Jack, but didn't really hurt either man. They paused, staring daggers into one another.

Sandra crawled to the head of the bed and pulled both men closer by their arms, breaking the lock on each other's eyes. Mike got on his knees on her left side, and Jack was on the right. Both men were rock hard, and were still looking at each other, sizing up their opponent. They knew they had to win this contest. Their masculine pride was on the line, no man wants to know his rival has a better cock. That alone would scar them for a long time - if their pride could ever recover from such a defeat. What's more; a loss like this in front of the woman they both wanted would mean she was gone forever. She would never look at the loser or his cock the same way again. Would she just eventually decide who was better or would one of them have to admit defeat? They quietly wondered how this contest would end.