Whenever Randy is in town, he calls me up. He’s a big, tall guy with blond hair and green eyes that remind me of a cat. We’d met in college and had never meshed romantically. But after a drunken one-night stand, we found we meshed brilliantly in the fucking department.

We make a date to see each other at least once during each of his business trips to my area. But when Randy called during his most recent visit, he said, “I have a surprise to share — if you’re still the adventurous nymph you used to be.”

My interest piqued, I said, “You know it. I haven’t changed. At least not in that regard.” 

“Good. I’ll see you tomorrow night. We’ll all have some fun,” he said putting extra stress on the word “all.”

“Ooh, see you all then,” I replied, wondering who “all” might be.

Upon hanging up the phone, I realized my nipples were hard and my pussy was thumping in time with my heart. I couldn’t help but wonder who — or how many whos — he would bring along.

My dirty mind went to all kinds of places. I got myself off more times than I could count in anticipation. So, by the night of our date, my whole body was on red alert. My entire being was aroused.

That evening, Randy called and asked if he should come to me or if I would like to come to his hotel room instead. I told him dealer’s choice.

“Let’s make it your place, then. Be there in 20,” he said.

I opened a bottle of wine and set out snacks. Though I knew with our history, the drinks and snacks would go untouched for hours.

When the doorbell rang, my body tingled and my pussy grew even wetter. I hurried to let in my longtime fuck buddy.

A cool breeze whipped in when I opened the door, and it was no surprise that he wasn’t alone.

“Well, who is this?” I asked coyly.

A short, broad man stood before me. His dark hair was cut very close to his scalp. He had brown eyes and a knowing smile. His brown skin shone like highly polished wood. I wanted to touch him.

“This is Calvin,” Randy said, “my friend — and maybe yours, too.”

“You want to be my friend?” I asked, feeling both pleased and intrigued.

Calvin nodded and said, “If you’ll allow me to be.”

I invited them in. They shrugged off their jackets, and I stood before Calvin with my hand hovering above his exposed forearm.

“May I?” I asked.

He nodded.

I stroked my fingers along his skin, feeling his heat and strength.

Randy stepped behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He nipped the back of my neck, and I groaned.

“Long time, no fuck,” he said.

I laughed, pushing back against the bulge in his pants.

“I’ll say. You’re making it even more exciting. I didn’t know that was possible,” I admitted.

Calvin brushed back my hair and took my mouth with a deep, rough kiss. It was sudden and intoxicating, and I felt my body go soft like warm taffy.

Being pressed between two big men was a mindfuck that I totally welcomed.

“Should we move to your bedroom?” Randy asked, relaxing his embrace.

I nodded and found my legs. Walking toward the bedroom, I looked back to see them following me. I smiled at them. We were going to have fun.

There’s something exquisite about a big burly man going down on you while you suck off another.

That’s where I found myself within moments of entering my bedroom. Of the three of us I undressed quickest and was naked in nearly a blink. They didn’t take much longer, though. And in no time at all I was on the bed with Calvin nestled between my spread legs. His tongue took a sensual tour of my folds and found my clit in an instant.

Randy straddled my chest. His hands were planted on my headboard as he slid his thick cock into my willing mouth.

I strained my neck to better accommodate him. I sucked and licked and only stopped when Calvin hit a particularly amazing spot and I had to gasp. Calvin’s finger slipped inside me. I gave a groan around a mouthful of Randy’s cock, and I thrust my hips up to press my pussy against my new friend’s seeking tongue.

The moment was so fucking good; I was lost in the sensations.

Randy used my mouth, sliding his shaft along my tongue and dipping too far down my throat. He made me gag, but I recovered quickly as he continued to slide in and out.

“Fuck, I want to come,” Randy groaned.

Calvin added another finger. His digits stretched me in the most delicious away. He flexed them repeatedly as his tongue danced over my throbbing clit. I cried out around Randy’s fat dick as I came, my pussy milking Calvin’s big fingers.

Next, the men were moving me, and I found myself sitting in Calvin’s lap. His formidable cock was standing tall and straight. I took him in hand, stroking his dark shaft. Finally, when I ran out of patience, I straddled him, positioned his dick at my entrance and sank down onto his rod. He gripped my hips, thrusting upward. He filled me swiftly. I gasped and then started to ride him.

Randy moved in beside me. His warm fingers were plucking my nipples. He kissed my neck and sucked it hard enough that I knew he’d left a mark. When I shivered, he pinched my nipples roughly. I felt my pussy clench around Calvin when he did that. I hissed between my teeth.

Randy nipped my neck and then whispered in my ear, “Still like anal?”

I released a deep groan and nodded.

When he moved away, I heard him open my nightstand drawer. The noise was followed by the sound of lube being squeezed onto his fingers and his hand moving on his cock. I shivered once more in anticipation. He moved in behind me as I leaned forward and put my hands on Calvin’s shoulders.

First, his slippery fingers slid inside my back hole.

“You always were adventurous. It’s one of the reasons we get along so well,” Randy murmured.

His fingers pushed inside me, sliding against my pleasure points. The feel of Calvin deep and thick inside my cunt — while Randy worked my back hole — made me so hot I broke out in goose bumps. My tight nipples were hard like little stones.

“Thatta girl,” Randy said. He pressed the head of his hard cock against my asshole, and I lowered my body over Calvin’s even more.

My “surprise” guest bumped his hips up, driving his length deep inside me. His fingers dug into my hips as he held me tight.

“You’re going to take his cock, too?” Calvin asked teasingly.

Practically panting, I nodded.

Calvin continued, “You’re going to take us both? Both of us inside this tight little package?”

Still nodding, I moved with him and braced myself as Randy inched deeper inside me. A rush of pleasure and excitement — mixed with a small, sharp bite of pain — made me groan softly.

“That’s it,” Calvin said, kissing me roughly.

I gave a little mewl as Randy thrust all the way home.

There was a breathless pause, and we all stilled. I was the one who started to move, spurring them to find their rhythm and fuck me.

Randy was pressed against my back, and Calvin undulated beneath me. I was caught in a decadent push and pull as they moved.

Inside I was full, and the delicious friction of their movements served as a heady intoxicant. I shut my eyes and rode the waves of pleasure they caused.

Randy’s hands skated up my sides. He cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples as he thrust deep into my ass.

Calvin groaned as he continued to drill me from below. My sensitive pussy was clenching tight around his cock.

“Right there,” I said to no one in particular. I laughed at myself and added, “Whoever that is — right there.”

Both men chuckled, and to accommodate me, they kept doing what they were doing. I felt the slip and slide of their cocks deep inside my body as I inched closer to orgasm.

When I came, my upper body completely folded over Calvin’s. He wrapped a single arm around me as his trim hips kept pumping up over and over again to get as deep as he could.

“Right there, girl. That’s it. Stay right there,” Calvin said.

His breath was hot against my shoulder. He climaxed with an animalistic growl and spilled his cream deep inside me. I felt the warm flood of it streaming down my inner thighs as he continued to move, wringing a few last moments of pleasure from the encounter.

I stayed low and pressed against Calvin as Randy gripped my hips even more firmly than before. He was fucking my backdoor with a brisk tempo that rocked me forward with every thrust.

“This is why I love coming to see you,” he whispered. “We always have the best time. You’re always up for anything.”

Calvin slid his hand between us and cupped my mound. He gave it a little friendly squeeze, and I gasped. He delivered another squeeze, a bit rougher, as Randy moved faster behind me. I tensed my internal muscles and heard my old friend groan. It was a satisfying sound.

Calvin’s fingers slid along my clit. I hummed softly against his chest. He caressed my button again and again. I started to move with him, rubbing myself against his digits as they fondled my sensitive nub.

Meanwhile, Randy was bucking and panting. He was at the end of his pleasure, I thought. It seemed he was about to blow. Just as I had that thought, he squeezed my sides hard and thrust deep. He grunted, shivered and came in my ass.

Calvin said conversationally, “There it is.”

I laughed, but he was still stroking my clit. Pleasure jumbled my thoughts. I moved with him, finding our synchronicity. When I came once more, I shuddered in his arms, and he cooed some nonsense words in my ear.

I tried to get my breathing back on track, but I laughed uncontrollably when Calvin said, “Hey, it was really nice to meet you.”

From behind me, Randy said to him: “I told you it’d be worth the trip. She’s always worth the trip.”