My boyfriend, Mark, and I were on our way into town to pick up some fast food for dinner. As we turned into the driveway of Arby’s, we spotted his friend, Jeff, driving down the street. Jokingly, Mark stuck up his middle finger to flip Jeff off. I said, “Why did you just do that? What did he ever do to you?” He answered, in a teasing manner, “He licked my girlfriend’s pussy, that’s what.” I turned red immediately and hushed him. My mind then drifted back to that night, just a month earlier, which will never be forgotten.

I had just returned to Mark’s house one night after working the late shift. I became slightly excited when I saw Jeff’s truck in the driveway. I have always enjoyed his company. Mark and I have talked about our fantasies of having threesomes, although his was with two girls and mine was with two guys. Really, I don’t think I would mind getting involved with another woman, as I can see how well someone who knew exactly what I was feeling could please me. On the other hand, Mark has no desire whatsoever to see another man naked, or be naked in front of another man. For this reason I had always assumed that my fantasy would never come true.

Back to that night. I went inside the house and relaxed on the sofa, spreading out to lie down. Mark had been in another room and sat down at my feet. Jeff was sitting in the chair on the adjoining wall, trying not to pay attention to what was happening on the sofa. He has often been exposed to Mark and I saying “hello”, and had learned how to avoid it. I could always see, though, that he would become a little jealous, since he has not had a girlfriend for about six months. While Jeff was fixated on the television, Mark leaned over and whispered into my ear, “I’m willing to give you your fantasy, but you are the only one who will be getting naked.” I didn’t know what to say at this, so I just looked at him, puzzled.

Ten minutes later, Mark was feeling his way up and down my hips and saying things like, “Damn, girl, you look hot tonight.” I tried to make him stop, but he ignored my pleas. I looked over at Jeff who, when he thought no one was noticing, would catch a peak at what was going on. Mark was saying, “Jeff, doesn’t this body look so perfect? I bet you’d love to see it.” Jeff had no idea how to answer that, so he said, “I’m not saying a word.” He knew that if he said yes, Mark may get upset, and if he said no, I would. I think he was also getting turned on and didn’t want to admit it.

Before too long, Mark had had my pants down over my underwear. I had chosen a very nice pair, my silky, ribbed, bright green ones. He ran his finger along the ribs between my navel and newly moistened cunt. “Jeff, this feels so cool! Come feel it!” Jeff just shook his head and peered at us through the corner of his eye, trying not to notice. Somehow I let Mark take off my slacks and reveal my freshly shaven legs and bikini area. I felt relieved that I had thought to shave all of my body, and thought it erotic and convenient that I had chosen to shave my pubic area completely off earlier that day.

By this time, Jeff had forgotten his plan to avoid the situation, and was staring at my slim legs and panties. To this day, I cannot remember how I let Mark slip off the green shield that covered my mound. I think I was just getting off from the situation, and didn’t care what happened. I loved the fact that this man that has so far been a real good friend to me was watching my body with lust in his eyes. But soon, there I was, lying on the sofa wearing nothing but my blouse and bra. Mark, trying to entice Jeff some more, said, “You shaved! And so close too! Jeff, you’ve got to see this!” From the chair I heard Jeff say quickly, “yep, that’s pretty close!”

My legs were still tightly closed, trying to hide my glistening pussy. The thought of another man seeing my womanhood was beginning to turn me on, so slowly, with Mark’s help, I loosened my legs. Mark slid his finger over my pink cunt. “I bet you want to fuck this, don’t you Jeff.” A slight moan slowly escaped Jeff’s lips, as though he was trying not to sound too enthusiastic about the ordeal. If I didn’t know better, I’d have thought Mark wanted Jeff to rip off his pants and fuck me right then. He had other plans. He took off my shirt and slowly unfastened my bra, until I was sitting naked on the couch in front of my boyfriend and his friend. I am very petite, and so are my tits, but Mark likes them and they have always worked fine for me. Still, I felt a little underdeveloped at that moment. On the other hand, looking into Jeff’s eyes, I could see that he didn’t mind their size. This made my nipples grow very hard, and everyone noticed that.

I don’t remember how I got to my next position. I think Mark asked me to pose for them on the stool in the middle of the room. Feeling very exposed, but loving every minute of it, I sat on the stool and spread my legs for them to witness. I looked into Mark’s eyes. He was focusing on my pussy and at Jeff’s reaction, hoping he, and I, was getting off on it. Then I looked into Jeff’s eyes. I could see he was enjoying the show, and I saw him look into my eyes. He wanted me, I knew it. This worried me, but also made me horny as hell. I knew that Mark would not let his friend do anything to me, as he is very protective. Jeff knew this as well, and I believe it made him hornier to know that he couldn’t have me.

I played my role, and went to get my empty glass of ice water. There were still pieces of ice in the glass, and I picked up one. I started using it to moisten my body, starting at my lips, then bringing it down my neck over each nipple. My body was so hot it melted before I reached my bellybutton. I grabbed another piece, bigger this time, and floated it more quickly over my body until it reached my clit. By this time, I had lost all knowledge of the two men sitting across from me, with big eyes, open mouths, and enlarging cocks. I held it on my button for awhile, until it was so cold I couldn’t stand it anymore.

The heat was rising from my cunt and I slowly slid the ice over the pink lips. The ice immediately melted between my fingers and my cunt, so I quickly grabbed the last piece of ice in my glass and resumed. I used the ice and my middle finger to fuck my pussy, then, brought what was left to my mouth, sucked on it, then put the ice back into my hole. It did not take long for this piece to disappear, and before I knew it, Mark had run into the kitchen to grab a few more pieces. He took the first one, and helped me to guide the cold cube once again into my pussy. I used the second one all over my tits and onto my hard nipples. Mark took his seat again and watched. When my last piece was gone, it became Jeff’s turn to get some more ice. He came back to me, still scared to touch me, and laid it onto my stomach. Seeing a nod from Mark, I took his hand and guided the ice with his palm down to my river. Realizing how wet I really was, Jeff jumped back and took his seat again. I laughed and continued fucking myself with the ice cubes.

After the ice was all gone, I moved over to the chair. I sat down with one leg over the armrest, revealing my now very wet cunt. Soon, Mark came and sat down at my feet and began kissing my thigh. My greatest thrill in the world is being eaten out, and Mark is the best I have ever had. I closed my eyes to take in the full pleasure of his caressing. After doing a hell of a job licking my clit and pussy, he stopped and looked over at Jeff. “Why don’t you come over and have a taste? She tastes so sweet and delicious. We know you want to.” I looked at Jeff, half-apologizing for getting him worked up and half begging him to come over and taste me too.

Then Mark said, “Oh, I see. You can’t do it with me watching. Ok, I’ll step out for a minute.” With that, he stood up and walked into the bathroom, obviously to relieve himself (which I am told is no easy task with a hard-on). I looked at Jeff, wondering what he would do with no one to stop him. He asked, “Is it ok?” I nodded. He came over to me and, instead of going to my legs, knelt down at my side. Another thing I love is to have my tits rubbed and sucked, but I guess every woman loves that. Anyway, Mark doesn’t do that to me very often, because he thinks it hurts me more than please me. Apparently, Jeff doesn’t have this opinion. He slowly took his hands and placed them on my stomach, feeling my soft skin. I arched my back and closed my eyes, prompting him to explore my body. His hands moved closer to my breasts, but were hesitant to touch them. I opened my eyes, and he was looking at me, asking the question again. I answered aloud, “it’s ok. Touch me.”

I closed my eyes again and his large hands cupped my tits, rubbing them in circles. I felt moans escape my lips, although I don’t know where they came from. I felt guilty for feeling this much pleasure from another man while my boyfriend was in another room, and tried to keep my excitement down, knowing he could very well have been listening. Jeff continued caressing my breasts. Then he lowered his face towards mine. Something in me made me keep from kissing him, although I knew that is what he wanted, so I tilted my head up so he could kiss my neck. I couldn’t look at him, but kept my eyes closed focusing on his hands and mouth running all over my upper body. My hands were roaming from his arms to his hair, forcing him to continue.

Soon we both heard Mark’s footsteps walking into the room. Immediately, I pulled my hand from Jeff’s hair and Jeff pulled his head away from my neck, but continued stroking my breasts lightly. Mark seemed satisfied, and maybe a little jealous at seeing his friend touching my tits, but knew it was his own fault, so decided to enjoy it. He knelt down in his former position and started licking my clit. He put his hands on my hips and ass, feeling my lower body. Soon, Jeff felt at ease and took a firmer hold on my upper body, and brought his face back down to suck on my nipples. Not long after that, Mark stood up and went into his room to get the lotion that we use when we need lubrication. He came back into the living room and squirted it all over my chest and trailed it down to my legs. I have never, and probably will never, feel this much ecstasy again in my life. I felt four hands caressing my entire body, rubbing lotion into my skin. This feeling alone caused me to shake and convulse into an orgasm. Still to this day, I can arrive at one, just thinking about it.

I somehow ended up on the floor, my mind filled with a cloud of confusion from the pleasure I was receiving. My back was arched and my pussy was being sucked and explored by Mark’s tongue. Jeff was still rubbing my breasts and pinching my nipples. Mark also began furiously sticking his finger inside my cunt. I quickly arrived at another booming orgasm. Both of my helpers realized this, and slowed their actions.

It didn’t take long for me to recover then Mark and Jeff switched places. I thought it strange that Mark was going to let Jeff go down there, but I didn’t complain. Mark resumed rubbing my breasts and kissed me hard, exploring my mouth the way he had explored my pussy. It felt so good to kiss him. Jeff started fucking me with at first one finger, then two, stroking the sides of my vagina near my G spot. At the same time he took his mouth and began nibbling on my clit with his teeth and licking my cunt with his tongue. Once again, I felt a once in my lifetime feeling of two tongues inside my body. I then experienced my third orgasm for the night, the most I have ever had in one setting.

As we all began to relax we looked at the clock and realized what time it was. It was getting late, and I had to be home soon. Jeff then took his cue that Mark wanted me more than ever, and he was no longer needed. He gave me a giant hug goodbye, and kissed my neck one last time. Walking out the door, he stated that he was going home to jack off. He wasn’t even to his truck before Mark and I had moved to the bedroom and made love like never before. Mark asked me if I was satisfied that night, and I replied, “oh yes.” He then told me that he never wants that to happen again, but he is glad that it did, for me. He also mentioned that next time, it would be his turn.

Since then, Mark and I have privately joked about that night. Now and then when the three of us are together, which is often, something will come out in the conversation about it, causing us to blush furiously. The air between Jeff and I is usually a little tense when we find ourselves alone, yet I feel much closer to him now. When no one is looking, and he catches my eye, I often see a smile cross his lips to remind me of that night I will never forget. The night my fantasy became a reality.