I’m nude between the cool sheets in a motel bedroom.

I will soon be preparing to return home from a convention. But first I have to write about the experience I have just had.

I’m thirty-four, five feet ten, one hundred twenty pounds, with brown hair and a nice body. I’ve kept myself in nice shape, even though my husband of ten years seems not to notice. Our sex life is dull as hell; a couple of times a week, lasting about twenty minutes each time. I was a virgin when we married, and I always knew there had to be more to sex than what we were doing. In fact, that was why I started reading Penthouse Letters. And boy, did my eyes open!

At the convention I met two professional acquaintances, Harry and Vin. They are both about thirty, both single and both sexy as hell! I’d often fantasized about making it with one of them but never dared try anything.

Last night, after the convention closed, the three of us went to the bar for a farewell drink. We were sort of joking — innocently, or so I thought — about how they had managed to stay single and why I had gotten married. We were all getting giddy. I got up to go to the ladies’ room and Vin playfully patted my behind. He remarked that he wouldn’t be single if he could find a cute tush like mine. I wiggled my ass as I walked away.

Soon the bar closed. We weren’t yet ready to call it a night, so I mentioned that I had half a bottle of whiskey in my room. The guys gladly accepted my invitation. We were sitting on the bed, into our second Jack and water, when Vin started running his hands up and down my back. I have to admit that I was flattered; getting chills like a schoolgirl, and having a few nasty thoughts as well. I even thought, Oh, if only Harry wasn’t here, I’d just go for it!

About then, Vin leaned over and kissed me, gently at first, then more passionately. At the same time I felt Harry caressing my thigh. “Okay, guys,” I said, “we’re getting out of control.”

They both protested, arguing that this was exactly what I had in mind when I invited them up. I said that I could never do that. Harry looked at Vin. “Well,” he said, “girls who tease need to learn that that’s a naughty thing to do. I think she deserves a good spanking.”

Since I was sitting between them, it was easy for Vin to take me by the shoulders and put me over his lap. I protested, but it was so ridiculous that I was laughing too. Vin started whacking the back of my skirt with his hand, asking, “Are you going to be good?”

Of course I said no!

Harry said, “No wonder, Vin. That’s not a real spanking.” The next thing I knew, my skirt was flipped up onto my back and two hands had grasped the waistband of my pantyhose. I was shocked! I opened my mouth, but nothing came out! I felt my pantyhose slide down my knees to my ankles. Before I knew it, my white panties were yanked off.

“Okay,” Vin said, “let’s see how she likes her spanking.”

Harry started smacking my cheeks, and I felt them get hot. A tingling feeling crept between my legs, and I felt my labia begin to swell. How can I explain it? I felt humiliated, aroused, apprehensive and excited all at the same time.

As my breathing grew heavier, Vin said he thought I was ready. He stood me up and undid my skirt. It fell to the floor. My bush was now in full view. Harry began to kiss me. He unbuttoned my blouse and removed it, with my bra.

In the meantime Vin had turned down the bed and undressed. His eight-inch erection was the first hard dick I’d seen besides my husband’s. He led me to the bed. I lay down on my back and embraced him. He nibbled my nipples briefly but clearly wanted one thing. Gently, slowly, I felt his dick penetrate my vagina. As we kissed, his strokes quickened. I began to meet his thrusts, wrapping my legs around his back.

“Oh God, Vin,” I cried, “you feel so good! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me good!” I climaxed quickly, drenching the bed with my juices. Vin was really pumping now. Finally he just said “Oh” and I felt his dick shooting a hot load inside me.

Vin rolled off and Harry lay down next to me, his dick standing up like a flagpole. He pulled me on top of him. I told him I’d never done it this way, and he instructed me to sit on my knees. As he held up his six-incher, I raised my bottom and guided my pussy onto it. “Just start bouncing,” he said, kneading my nips with his fingers at the same time.

I did as he said, and I loved the feeling of being in control. The movement stimulated my breasts as well, as all Harry had to do was hold up his palms and let my nipples slide against them. I had my second orgasm the same time Harry came. As we lay locked together, I felt his load leaking out of my hole down onto his balls.

By now Vin was hard again. “Just climb off that limp-dicked clown and keep the position,” he said. “We’ll try a little rear entry.”

My pussy quivered in anticipation. My husband and I had tried doggie-style once, but he didn’t care for it. With eager curiosity I nestled my face in the pillows and presented myself to Vin. Looking down past my dangling tits, between my legs, I saw his big dick heading for my sopping cunt. He massaged my ass cheeks for a bit, and then I felt myself being entered for the third time that night, a new record for me!

All I could think of was how lucky I was, after years of boring sex, to be with two good and willing friends, with no risk of scandal at home. I felt like a queen being serviced by a pair of royal studs. As Vin thrust in and out, I flexed my back, raising my twat up to meet him. He also reached around with one hand and tickled my clit. After about ten minutes, I felt Vin shudder, then begin to shriek and ejaculate.

I was still waiting for my third orgasm, so I was happy to see rock-hard Harry crossing the room, holding a bottle of hand lotion. I figured he thought I needed some extra lube. Vin dismounted, and Harry came up behind me and covered his dick with lotion. Next I felt the lotion dribbling between my ass cheeks. He pushed my ass down a bit, and suddenly I felt pressure against my rectum.

“Hey, wrong hole,” I said.

“Nope,” said Harry. “Just a different one.”

While his dick tried to press its way into my asshole, Harry started rubbing my clit with his finger. I immediately relaxed. The rest of his dick slid in my butt.

“Whew! And I thought that pussy was tight,” Harry said, breathing heavily. “Now squeeze me, baby.”

As he began plunging in and out, I used my sphincter muscles as best I could. It was pleasure that I never thought possible. I soon felt the familiar orgasmic waves rippling through me. Harry pumped away for another five minutes before exploding deep in my bowels. Then we collapsed on the bed, with Vin beside us, the three of us fondling and caressing one another.

When we disengaged, I said I was ready for sleep. We turned out the lights, and for the first time in my life I went to sleep satisfied.

We awoke the next morning around seven, or rather I awoke — with a mouth on each tit and two hands lustily exploring my honeypot. I reached down to my sides and found two stiff dicks ready for action.

I rolled on top of Harry first, mounting his staff and riding it like crazy. He put his fingers on my clit to enhance my pleasure. We both came after about ten minutes.

After crawling off of Harry, I asked Vin to enter me from the rear. He wanted to fuck my asshole, but it was still a bit tender. Too bad! I had really liked it. He slid inside me and lasted a good twenty minutes before spraying my insides with hot come.

We cuddled again, and the boys couldn’t tell me enough how great I was. I said maybe it was time for us to get out of bed, but Vin said there was one treat left for me. He got up on his knees and dangled his dick in my face. How could he know I had never sucked a guy before?

What the hell! I kissed it, then looked at Harry and said, “Mmm, I want two.” I was feeling wicked! Harry got on his knees opposite Vin, and I rubbed their dickheads together. This seemed to really embarrass both of them! I went back and forth kissing and licking and giving little sucks to each dick. They were about half-hard now, so I opened wide and stuffed them both in my mouth. I sucked quickly and tickled their balls.

Harry shot first, and Vin said, “Oh God, I feel your come on me.” This must have really turned Vin on, because he unloaded right away. I swallowed and sucked till they were limp.

We ordered room service and ate in bed. When we finished, we decided to end our adventure with a truly memorable bang. Harry and Vin were going to penetrate me at the same time, one in my asshole and one in my cunt!

Harry stretched out on his back, and I hopped on top of his dick. We began moving our hips rhythmically. Vin fetched the bottle of lotion and smeared the cool liquid all over my asshole, then slid two fingers inside to get it in good and deep. I sat all the way down on Harry’s dick, achieving total penetration. Meanwhile Vin hopped on the bed behind me, and I felt the hot tip of his dick nudging my crack open. Slowly, he slid his slab all the way inside me.

At first all I could do was hold my breath while my pussy and ass convulsed around the two intruders. I felt so filled! It was a feeling I had never experienced before. Then they began moving, both dicks sliding all the way in and then all the way out. While my tireless studs fucked away, I reached down and rubbed my clit, until finally I came with a loud cry.

Harry reached up and fingered my nipples, groaning, “I’m going to come soon.” He had me roll off of him so I was on top of Vin backwards, his dick still lodged all the way in my asshole. Harry straddled my chest and began masturbating. Underneath me, Vin began pumping his hips up and down, and as he came, hot come began spurting out of Harry’s dick. He slid it between my lips and fed me his loving load.

The boys both had planes to catch, but we promised to meet at the next conference. Just before they left, I took out my scissors and gave each of them a small tuft of my pubic hair tied in a rubber band as a reminder of our time together. As if any of us could forget!

Time for me to shower now, put on my conservative white full-cut panties and head for the airport. I can’t wait to see if this letter makes it to print so I can relive it all over again. Thanks, Penthouse Letters!