Susie was my best ever gal pal. She was also … well, let’s call her a sex enthusiast. Her history and experience were pretty breathtaking, and I loved how unapologetic she was about it.

On top of being a damn good friend, she was a valuable resource to me. Whenever I wanted to know about anything that concerned sex, Susie could provide me with a firsthand account.

The other day, we took our coffees out onto her back deck. She had a nice view, and we talked lazily in the afternoon sun.

Finally, she set down her mug, fixed me with a knowing gaze from her patio chair and said, “OK, Denise. Out with it.”

I gave her an innocent look and asked, “With what?”

“With whatever lascivious curiosity is buzzing around in that pretty little head of yours.”

It was our usual dance, a playful bit of banter. She knew me, and I had in fact come there that day to ask her questions of a sexual nature, as I often did.

“Well,” I said with mock reluctance, “there is something I have been wondering about.”

“Let me guess. Some sordid sex act you’ve never done, but you want to try?”

“Um, yes.”

“And you figure I’ve done it already and can talk you through it?”

“Er, yeah.”

Susie sighed in mock exasperation and said, “Very well.” Then she grinned and leaned toward me. “Tell me.”

Of course, I knew she liked being my fount of carnal wisdom. It gave her the chance to brag about her exploits.

“OK,” I said. I, too, leaned forward in my chair. “You know I’ve had a threeway.”

“As I recall, I set you up with Jane and Jamal, so you could explore that particular act.”

“Yes, and it was awesome.” It really had been. Rolling around with those two, sucking Jane’s tits and licking her pussy, while Jamal pounded me with his big cock. A cherished memory. “I want to try something like that again.”

“Like it, how?”

“With two guys,” I blurted out, suddenly anxious. Despite how open I’d always been with Susie, I could still get shy sometimes.

She reached out and gently took my hands. All the fake sternness went out of her lovely face as she said, “There’s nothing wrong with wanting that, Denise.”

I felt a rush of relief and told her, “I even have the two men picked out. You remember I told you I’m dating Huck and Trevor? They each know about the other, and I’ve been putting out hints about all of us going to bed together.”

“How have they taken it?”

“They both seem hot for it.”

She squeezed my hands gleefully and said, “That’s great! Sounds like you’re good to go.”

“I know you’ve done the male-male-female ménage before. How does it work, exactly?”

She looked thoughtful, taking my question seriously.

“Well, my dear, what kind of threeway do you have in mind? Are Trevor and Huck bi? Do you want it to be a sexual free-for-all, where everybody’s doing everything to everyone else?”

“They’re both straight. Could that be a problem?” Actually, it was the thing I’d been wondering nervously about the most.

“Well, there’s straight and there’s straight. Are these guys going to get uptight about seeing another man naked? Threeways get wonderfully sloppy sometimes. Stray hands touch body parts. Will they freak out?”

“I don’t think so. But I — frankly — want me to be the focus. I’ve had this long-running fantasy about being double penetrated. You know, one cock in my pussy and one in my ass at the same time.”

“Oh! One of my favorites,” she said with a grin. “You’ll love it. But your two fellas … they’ll have to be OK with a little accidental man-on-man intimacy. I mean, if they’ve got you sandwiched between them, their balls may mash together when they’re doing your holes. They’ll be able to feel each other’s cocks when they’re inside you. If they’re good with that, you’re in for a lovely experience.”

So Susie sent me away with the knowledge I’d been looking for, as well as a detailed description of several similar threeways she’d previously engaged in. There had even been one episode where her two bisexual male lovers got so into one another that she’d ended up lying back, cheerfully fingering herself and watching the rainbow fireworks. She said it was “the best live queer sex show of my life.”

But it was still a week before I got up the nerve to propose the idea to my two boyfriends. I did it on the same day, meeting up first with Huck, then Trevor. They both immediately said yes to my proposal.

The next night, we all met at a club. I had to make sure they didn’t act weird toward each other before we ended up in my bedroom. Trevor and Huck shook hands, and it was all very friendly. I sensed only their churning anticipation, an eagerness to get to it.

We left our drinks half-finished, and I took the men to my apartment, tingling with my own intense excitement. I led them confidently into the bedroom, but then there came a fraught moment where I stood frozen, suddenly unsure of myself. I knew what I wanted. But where did I get the gall to think I was worthy of these two hot guys at the same time?

Susie would have called it a last-minute neurotic glitch. I shook it off. Of course I was worth it! I was a sexy, desirable woman who was going to have one of her most urgent fantasies fulfilled.

I reached out and drew both men toward me. They pressed me on either side. I kissed Huck, then turned and did the same to Trevor. There was no bad reaction from either guy. Then I did it the other way around, glad nobody got weird about saliva.

Boldly, I put my hands on their crotches. Their cocks were both seriously hard. While I rubbed those enticing bulges, Huck started feeling up my tits and Trevor began kneading my ass.

They both kissed my throat as I put my head back, sighing with pleasure.

We paused only to strip. Then, taking their cocks in hand, I towed both naked men onto the bed with me. They were similarly built, a pair of nicely muscled studs.

I lay between them, and their hands groped my breasts. My nipples grew as stiff as pebbles, and my pussy flowed freely. I let my hands roam over the masculine bodies hemming me in so deliciously.

They reached for my pussy at the same time. Some silent signal passed across me, and Trevor was the one who proceeded to trace his fingertips up and down my groove. I mewled with rising happiness. He delved inside, his fingers sinking into me. My clit throbbed with serious need, and he didn’t neglect me. He stroked and teased and grazed, and he finally gave me a forceful diddling.

Huck, meanwhile, shifted down and sucked on my right tit. He nibbled my sensitive nipple, adding to the pleasure Trevor was giving me.

When my climax hit, it shook me to my core. My spasming pussy clasped Trevor’s digits, and I raked my fingers through Huck’s hair.

Afterward, I was adrift on a sensual sea of satisfaction. But Huck was no longer sucking my tit. He was moving further down my body and settled between my legs. I draped my thighs over his strong shoulders, and he started licking my pussy. I realized Trevor’s fingers were still holding my pussy lips spread open. Huck was tonguing me deep, aided by his sexual comrade-in-arms.

Huck had a skillful tongue. He worked me in and out, lavishing attention on my clit, as well. He brought me up to the brink, then — again, as if by way of a wordless signal — the two men switched. Suddenly, it was Trevor’s tongue inside me, with Huck’s fingers spreading my lips.

I came hard against Trevor’s mouth.

It was only fair for me to give my two lovely gentlemen some oral attention in return. Huck sat up on his knees, bracing his hands behind himself. His vein-lined cock practically pointed straight at the ceiling. Eagerly, I knelt before him. I took gentle hold of his balls and swiped my tongue all over his fat cockhead.

He squirmed with pleasure as I dropped my mouth down his shaft. I took him all the way — gag reflex be damned. His flavor filled my mouth, and I felt him throbbing. Every time I plunged down on him, he thrust upward, giving me the satisfaction of feeling his cockhead massaging my throat.

I didn’t suck him to completion, though. I pulled away and found Trevor waiting his turn in the same position. I swallowed him down to his nutsac, swirling my tongue up and down his staff. A growl of pure lust climbed through his throat.

But I didn’t take him all the way either. Instead, I came up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. I grinned at my two primed studs. This time there was no hesitation, no glitch. I deserved this!

“I want to be fucked,” I said. “I want you in my pussy, and you up my ass!” I pointed arbitrarily, sure that either man would be more than happy with either hole. Besides, they were obviously good at sharing. They could always switch whenever they wanted.

Their faces lit with raw hunger as I lay down on my left side. Trevor was facing me, his eyes ablaze. I hooked a hand under my knee and raised my leg. Huck shifted behind me, and hot breath brushed the nape of my neck. He rubbed the length of his cock in the valley between my ass cheeks. His cock was still slick with my spit.

Trevor eased forward first, slotting his cockhead into my waiting pussy. I grasped him with my inner muscles as he entered me. Then Huck pressed as close as possible against my back. He took hold of his cock and pushed his knob against my asshole. He didn’t rush; he knew I needed a few seconds to adjust. Trevor’s cock in my pussy was already lighting me up with pleasure. That made it easier to take Huck, as he slowly sank into my ass.

“Yes!” I hissed. “Now both of you — fuck me!”

They went at me like pistons. It was incredible. Somehow they matched rhythms, and I was rocked deliriously between them. Trevor thrust his tongue into my mouth, and Huck reached around from behind to squeeze my tits.

An orgasmic frenzy swept over me. Soon, I was embroiled in a nonstop climax with two cocks storming my holes. My pussy was on fire, and my ass raged with pleasure.

I was crying out when they contrived to shoot their hot loads at the same instant. I felt every jet, front and back, as I writhed between those two men — thankful for my dream made reality.