I met Andrew when I started working at Cooke Enterprises. He’s a salesman, one of our top salesmen. I soon realized why. He was black, articulate, funny, and hard to say no to. I was there less than a month, and he’d started taking me out for lunch. 

Part of my job was helping the salesmen close, and I was especially helpful on a huge job, a job that got him a $10,000 commission. That got me an invitation to dinner at Luciano’s on Friday night.

When we went in, Andrew guided me to the table and sat next to me. Somehow, there was a kiss involved before dinner. Ha, somehow? No, he explained it as just a thank you for all the help. When his lips touched mine, it was like they were on fire. That changed the tenor of the entire dinner. 

My nipples reacted like he’d touched them, and I became breathless. My pussy responded too, by leaking into my panties. I was reacting like I was about sixteen, and it was my first kiss. 

When he finally pulled away, he took my hand and caressed it. That intensified my reaction. “Andrew, um…"I hesitated before saying, “That was pretty intense.”

He had my hand and kissed it, saying, “It makes me want a lot more, Sofie, a lot more.” His hand guided my hand to his thigh, almost touching his erection. 

I want more, like he said, a lot more. Do I touch his erection? I want to. My hand’s on his cock, Andrew's black cock; my hand wants to touch it. I’ve never reacted like this before.

I realized my hand was moving to his cock and touched it. My pussy and nipples were standing at attention and saluting. I thought I heard tiny cheers, and I knew I might come with just a little more.

His hand touched my face, and my pussy gushed. My face flushed, my nipples were hard, and I barely restrained my moans. 

Sofie, if he tries to fuck me, you’ll let him, won’t you? What’s going on? Is it because he’s black? Or? God, I don’t know. I’ve never reacted like this. 

“Andrew—God, Andrew, that was …”

“Sofie, what can I do here?” He moved from across from me in the booth to sitting next to me and touched my thigh. His right hand was slipping higher on my thigh, and I stopped moving, terrified that a movement might stop Andrew. He continued by asking, “Fantasies, do you have fantasies you’ve never lived? Something I can do for you?”

Fantasies? Can I share fantasies, sexual fantasies, with Andrew? I work with him. There are two I’ve wanted, but told no one about. 

When his finger was touching my clitoris, I said, “Andrew, there, yes, keep touching me. Uh, fantasies I’ve had? Maybe. There’s an exhibitionist type where someone else sees me acting, ah, wanton? Loose? I’m not sure.”

He grinned and then said, “Okay, anything else?”

I looked away before saying, “Yes, I’ve always wanted to, um, have two guys, um, at once. Two guys fucking me.”

Andrew looked at me, saying, “Just two fantasies, Sofie. Well, hmm.”

He moved from my clit to two fingers inside me.

I had my eyes closed, savoring the sensations. He wasn’t the first man–or woman to touch me there, but this time it was in public!

“You like this, don’t you? We’re going to make it even more erotic, Sofie, by pulling your dress up so Daniel, our waiter, can see what I’m doing to you.” He kissed me and pulled on my dress so I wasn’t sitting on the back. “Now pull your panties off and hand them to me. I want our waiter, Daniel, to see what I’m doing. What you’re allowing me to do.”

Can I do that? Let Daniel see what we’re doing. No. No. Never.

While I was thinking “No.” My hands were pulling them down my legs. My mind wasn’t in charge of my body; I had my panties in my hand, giving them to him. I was trying to do it secretly, but Andrew set them on the table. 

Daniel will see them, and he’ll even know God; he’ll know what I’m letting him do. 

I sat there, letting Andrew show me off; it’s just Daniel who will know.

Am I going to allow Andrew to show off his control over me? Is this Andrew fulfilling my fantasy? Hah, apparently, I’ve made that decision. Now, am I going to be timid? Or be proud. 

I glanced at Andrew, and then slowly and deliberately pulled my dress up around my waist to expose my bare pussy. 

I was trying to decide; is it my pussy, kitty, hoo-ha, or cunt? In this context, it has to be my cunt. God, I’ve always hated that word, but it’s the right word, the right nasty word. I’m going to show my cunt to both Andrew and Daniel.

When Daniel came by to bring our appetizers, I pulled back from the table so he could get a good view of my cunt, and whispered to Andrew, “Keep caressing my clitoris; I want our waiter, god, I want Daniel, to see it.”

When he was at the table, he stared at Andrew’s hand on my clit. The whole thing excited me; I had to close my eyes so I could focus on the sensations.

My mind went blank for a bit, and I’m still not sure I remember everything I let him do to me. I’m sure that Andrew had two fingers in my cunt.

While we were eating dinner, I let Daniel watch Andrew play with my cunt. When Andrew put my fingers on my clit, I didn’t even hesitate; I went to town in front of Daniel. That’s when Andrew said to Daniel, “This is Sofie, Daniel, and she has two fantasies. We’ve been fulfilling one of them. She’s wanted someone to watch her being a slut.” He looked at Daniel and chuckled, “I think we’ve accomplished that tonight, haven’t we? But she has a second one; I’m wondering if you’d be willing to help with tonight?” 

Daniel looked at me with a quizzical look and then back at Andrew. “What would that be? Something I can help with?”

“She wants the two of us to take her home and make love to her. No, that’s not right; she wants us to screw her tonight. So the question is, can you get off tonight and follow us to my home?”

I was holding my breath when I heard him say that, waiting for David to answer. When he said yes, I took a deep breath and shivered in anticipation.

I never expected this. Not just one fantasy fulfilled, but both of them. 

I sat there petrified until Andrew told me to give David my bra as his trophy before we left. I helped him slide my bra off and handed it to him. Two nearby diners knew what I’d been doing, and I had to continue my mantra, “I’m going to be proud, not timid tonight.”

When we left the restaurant, I realized not only was my bra missing, but two additional buttons on my top were unbuttoned. I vaguely remember Daniel standing to screen me from the rest of the room, and I think Andrew did the same while Daniel kissed me. I was exuberant, I was going to do two things I'd never expected to do.

What the hell did I do? What the hell did I let them do to me while I was in a daze? Did I let Daniel touch me? Hell, I think it was Daniel. It’ll come to me in the morning. I can’t undo it now! It’s clear, I wasn’t timid, at least. For once, I wasn’t timid.

Andrew opened the passenger door and helped me in. “Sofie, we’re going to my house to finish. There are things I have to do to you there. Before we’re done,” he hesitated before saying, “You know we’re both going to fuck you.” 

Did I do that? Sofie? Timid Sofie? It’s going to happen; a fantasy I’d had for years was getting two men to fuck me, screw me. I never thought I could do it.

He reached in and touched me. Just his touch on my shoulder was electric, but he scared me. 

Can I do this? I want to, kind of. Maybe, no?

“Andrew, I’m not s-sure I c-can do this. I’ve wanted it, but I’m afraid of it.”

He looked at me for a bit and then rubbed my shoulder. I had to close my eyes.

“Sofie, I can tell you want this, and you can’t back out now. If you back out, you’ll regret it for your entire life.” He grinned at me and added, “Plus, you’ll be disappointing two very Horney men.”

I interrupted, “It’s not that I don't want to, God, I do, but…” I paused, trying to decide what to say, “I’ve never done this.” 

I looked at him, trembling. 

He closed my door, went to the driver's door, and got in. “Doing this, taking two men the first time, can be scary, but you’ll see that it’s worth it.” He paused, grinned, and touched my tits, my nipples. I sat there with my shoulders back, trying to get more sensation. “Imagine me doing this, while Daniel’s rubbing your clit; or me fucking your pussy, while Daniel’s cock is in your mouth.” He sat there for a few seconds, and then he leaned over to kiss me. I couldn’t stop myself. My hands moved to his head and pulled him closer to me. My tongue played with his. Whimpering, I needed him. 

What am I doing? I want it, and then I want to stop. Yes, no, and then maybe. If I’m confused, what’s it like for Andrew? Either I make him take me home now, or God.

One or two more kisses like that and I’m going to find myself at his house.

“Hmm, Sofie, did you like that kiss?"

Then I felt his hand caressing my tit, tweaking the nipple again. I felt it everywhere on my body. Suddenly, I was kissing him back even harder; I was trying to possess him.

“Sofie, what do you want me to do?”

“Take me home, Andrew.” I paused, trying to get it out, “Your house. Take me to your house. Make Daniel get there as soon as he can.”

Andrew was texting something, and then he said, “Daniel says he’ll be there soon.” 

I’d decided, and god, it feels wonderful. Andrew and David are both going to fuck me with everything that means. 

I was basking in the warmth of deciding, and suddenly we were pulling up at his house. He unbuttoned the rest of my top, and after a quick look around, he removed it. Feeling his warm hands on my tits was driving me crazy. 

He kissed me and kissed me. The kisses gradually moved to the nape of my neck and then to my shoulders. We were making out in the car like teenagers. My whimpers gradually turned into moans that were begging him for more.

Suddenly my passenger opened and Daniel was there; I sat there for a few seconds before getting out with my tits exposed. This time it was Daniel kissing me, with his hands on my tits, saying, “Sofie, you’re so beautiful like this; I’m looking…um, I’ve never done this before, but I am looking forward to making love to you with Andrew.” 

I was standing there by the car, exposed to anyone looking. It only took a few moments, but I savored the experience. I’d never exposed my tits like this before in the open.

Anyone looking out their window could see us, but I was exulting in being exposed like this. I’m changing from timid Sophia. I want people to see us. 

At the door, we stopped, and I kissed them both with long, passionate kisses. I wanted to be seen. 

Inside, I didn’t know who to pay attention to, so I absorbed the attention from them both. When I finally recovered enough to pay attention, I realized they had me naked.

I’m naked, but they aren’t. Well, that can't stand. 

I reached in front of me and had a hold of David; I started getting rid of his trousers while he was removing his shirt. By the time I could admire his cock; Andrew was demanding attention.

I unfastened Andrew’s pants and pulled them down to his shoes and I had my first sight of his cock. 

This is my first view of a real black cock. It looks so much more dangerous than David’s. There’s a drop of liquid at the tip that looks delicious. 

I tried to lean over and taste it, but couldn’t reach it; I had to kneel in front of him and my tongue touched his cock and licked the drop of liquid off.

God, Sofie, you're kneeling in front of a black guy and I’m licking pre-cum off his cock.

He tried to lift me, but I resisted. I licked the tip again, and he made a guttural sound as my lips closed around it, just the tip.

My first taste, my first taste of his cum, Sofie; the first time licking his black cock. This is the boldest thing I’ve ever done. 

Thank you, Andrew, for persisting.

This time, I let him pull me to my feet, and I helped him step out of his pants. All three of us were naked; leaving our clothes there, Andrew guided us into his bedroom and onto his bed; then he cuddled against me with his hands on my tits.

Two men at the same time; I didn’t expect this to happen when I accepted a dinner with Andrew; I’ve wanted it and almost got it in college with Tomar and Wilder in my dorm room, but my roommate Dania burst in, crying. That stopped it cold. Well, that will not happen this time, at least. 

David went around the bed, kneeled beside me, kissed me, and then he moved one of Andrews's hands off my right tit, and I protested. When I realized he was moving it down to touch my sex, I made an encouraging murmur. Then when he took my tit in his mouth sucking on it. “Oh god, David, yes, harder, harder.” Then my hands moved down to where Andrew was caressing my clitoris and gently encouraged what he was doing.

I reached up and pulled David’s head hard against my tit and I heard someone screaming, “Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.” And then my climax just rolled over me, and I was spasming.

When I was coming down, I was thinking. 

This is better than I imagined possible, and they aren’t finished yet. No one has gotten their prick in me yet.

I turned onto my back and pulled Andrew's head between my legs. “Lick me, Andrew, yes, yes.” I was writhing under their attention. I came, and I slowed down, sated, just moaning. 

David was kissing me and then started sucking my tits. One after the other, I’m coming down from Andrew, and now David is ramping it back up.

“David, don’t be timid; I want it hard, god, I do.”

I love this, two guys, two cocks, two mouths to kiss, and four hands. Pair’a’dice!

His hands became more violent, his kisses more passionate, and Andrew’s ministrations to my pussy became more fervent. 

I was soaking up all the attention, and it was wonderful, “Andrew, Andrew, this is better than I imagined possible.”

Andrew was attacking my pussy with his fingers and his tongue was licking my clit when Andrew yelled at David, “Her mouth, take her mouth while my cock fills her pussy.” They both shifted so Andrew’s cock was touching the entrance to my pussy, while David’s slipped into my mouth and all I could do was moan.

Andrew’s cock was slipping inside me, thrusting, filling me, and then pulling out, while David’s was doing the same to my mouth and throat. 

It’s everything I’d hoped for, nonstop ecstasy, exhilaration beyond belief.

David's cock started first, pulsing in my mouth, and when I swallowed his cum, I felt Andrew beginning to come. When I felt his last thrust, he held it there, as hard as far in as he could get it.

When we were lying there recovering, I said, “I’m going to want this again. That was amazing.” And they both agreed.

Hmm, maybe in the morning? Or I can take them one by one, later tonight.