I was even more up-beat than normal when I arrived for work on the Monday morning following that wonderful spontaneous sex with Carlo the day before and I couldn’t wait to tell Kathy all about it.

She was the manager of ‘Playthings’ at that time and a really sexy lady. Just like me she was really enthusiastic about sex so selling exotic lingerie, sex toys and adult films suited her perfectly. I was only twenty-one at the time and she was almost twice my age but she loved telling me about the horny sex she enjoyed with her husband and especially the anal fun she had with him using a strap-on.

When I described how Carlo had come to view the my parent’s house as a prospective buyer and we ended up having sex on and around their kitchen table Kathy was eager to hear about our steamy encounter in every detail. She said that she knew exactly who Carlo was and had been to his Italian restaurant several times but she’d always had the impression that he was gay. I told her that I had a dinner date with him on Thursday and that he was taking me back to his place afterwards and she made me promise to tell her everything that happened when I came to work the next day.

I was promiscuous but still relatively inexperienced by her standards and every new sexual encounter that I had was an opportunity to discover things about myself that I didn’t know existed. I’d wasted nearly a year being hooked up with a possessive boyfriend so I was keen to try anything and everything at least once and although I knew we’d be having hardcore sex, I didn’t know what kind of activities he was into. It didn’t matter really because I’d already made up my mind that there’d be no limits and I’d let him do whatever he wanted.

I figured that even after our meal we’d still have a couple of hours together and as I left the shop at five on that Thursday afternoon Kathy smiled and wished me luck for my date with Carlo. In a light hearted way she said, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” but coming from her that wasn’t exactly going to be difficult.

When I got home I had a nice bath with a squirt of baby oil in the water to make my skin soft and silky to the touch. I unscrewed the showerhead from the hose attachment on the bathmixer and used the hose as a douche to ensure that I was just as clean inside as I was outside. After drying myself I used my ladyshaver to make my pussy nice and smooth and dried my long peachy blonde hair. I decided to just leave it as a shaggy mane rather than try to style it in anyway and when I looked at my reflection in my full length mirror, I thought I looked quite attractive naked.

Although I’m only five feet five inches tall I’ve always had a nice curvy figure and creamy white skin with nice firm tits. I’ve never worn much in the way of underwear but my bra size is thirty-four ‘C’ and when I stood in front of the mirror with my slender legs slightly apart I gently pushed my tits together and pinched my pale brown nipples until they stood hard and proud. I stroked my hand down my flat stomach and over my navel to the top of my neat feminine slit then I pouted to myself.

All in all I didn’t think Carlo was going to be disappointed with his new girlfriend and I already had a vision in my mind of pressing my naked body against his lovely hairy torso and feeling his meaty cock swelling in my hand.

Just the thought of it gave me butterflies in my tummy and I became even more nervous as I waited for the clock to run down but when I heard him toot his horn I was off in a flash.

“Have a nice time darling,” my Mum said as she closed the front door behind me and I gave her a little wave as I walked down the driveway to where Carlo was waiting in his gleaming Mercedes sports car. He greeted me with a wonderful smile and kissed me tenderly as I strapped myself into the seat next to him.

The short drive to the restaurant with the top was down was a great start to the evening and although it wasn’t Carlo’s place, he was clearly well known there and was greeted warmly by the owner and other staff members to whom he spoke in his native Italian. He introduced me to everyone and although I had no idea what he was saying I had my hand and cheeks kissed quite a few times. We were ushered to a secluded table in a booth at the far end of the restaurant and within a minute or two a bowl of olives and some breadsticks arrived.

Mindful of what I would be doing with Carlo later, I didn’t want anything too filling so he ordered a selection of light dishes that we could just pick at as we talked.

Naturally we reminisced about the events of the previous Sunday and he told me that he’d been unable to get me out of his mind. I said much the same thing then I told him that I’d confessed everything to Kathy the next day and he asked me how she’d reacted.

“I think she was a teeny weenie bit envious,” I said, “And also a bit surprised because she thought you were gay.”

I was expecting him to laugh out loud but instead he just looked me straight in the eye with a slightly serious expression on his face and said quietly in that lovely soft Italian accent, “Actually she is not too far away from the truth.”

This was a little bit of a bombshell but I remained very composed and replied, “How so?”

There was a brief pause as a waiter arrived with two large wineglasses and a bottle of Chianti, which he uncorked and left with us. Carlo poured some into each glass and went on to explain that he was bisexual and enjoyed being intimate with men as well as women. “Does that shock you?” he asked.

“It doesn’t shock me,” I replied, “It intrigues me and makes it easier for me to confess to you that I’m bisexual too.”

He smiled and I sensed that he was quite relieved. Then he asked me if I was in a relationship with anyone at the moment and I told him that I just wanted to discover everything I could about my sexuality. I had a few girlfriends and boyfriends but I wasn’t looking for anything permanent. “How about you?” I asked.

He said that he’d been in a long-term relationship with a woman for several years but they split up a few months ago and he’d been focussing on the business. “You are the first woman I’ve made love to since Maria and I parted,” he confessed.

“And what about men?” I asked rather intrusively.

He hesitated for a moment then shrugged his shoulders and said, “I have a friend who lives in London and he visits me when he’s not working. He’s bisexual too and we sleep together. That’s it.”

This immediately conjured up an image in my mind but I didn’t think it was appropriate to go into graphic detail so I just asked him if his friend was as hunky as he was.

“He’s a couple of years younger than I am, twenty-eight I think and he’s a model with ambitions to become a film or TV actor so does that answer your question?”

“He sounds dreamy,” I replied, “I’d like to meet him someday.”

Carlo sipped his wine and was clearly pondering what I’d just said.

“Raymond is staying with me at the moment,” he said, “But he knows that I’m seeing you this evening and he’s quite happy to go out to the pub for a couple of hours.” He took another sip of wine then said, “On the other hand if you’d really like to meet him I can easily call him and ask him to stay home.”

My heart skipped a beat as I tried to absorb the implications of Carlo’s invitation and I felt a little tingle in my pussy area. I discreetly reached under the table and felt that I was leaking slightly and because I wasn’t wearing any panties my middle finger was significantly moist when I brought it back up. I reached across the table and touched his bottom lip with it and he accepted it into his mouth.

Recognising the taste instantly he said softly, “I’ll take that as a yes then.”

Having made the call it was once again only a short drive to Carlo’s apartment and on the way he explained that he was just renting this place until he found a suitable property to buy. He was still interested in my parent’s house but hadn’t finally decided to make an offer.

We parked outside an impressive looking double fronted Victorian house and Carlo opened the door into the flat that was one of four within the building. It was more spacious than I expected and tastefully decorated but what attracted me most was the gorgeous guy who Carlo introduced to me as Raymond.

He was casually dressed in jeans and a cotton open fronted shirt with a chunky gold chain around his neck and while Carlo made some coffee in the kitchen, his friend invited me to sit next to him on the sofa. There were no preliminaries to speak of and neither of us had any illusions about why we’d been thrown together in this way, so as soon as I felt Raymond’s hand gently stroking my thigh, I turned my head towards his and we kissed tenderly.

I stroked his smooth chest and pinched his nipple sensuously as I parted my legs slightly to signal my willingness for him to go further. He soon found the soft smooth flesh around my slit as well as the moist folds of my labia and when Carlo returned with the coffees he saw that his boyfriend was fingering his girlfriend’s juicy cunt with great enthusiasm. He was fine about it and even jokingly said, “Thanks for waiting.”

Carlo placed the coffees on a small table and sat down the other side of me then slipped the strap of my dress off my shoulder and pulled it down expose my breast, which he started to fondle gently.

By the time I was completely stripped to the waist the guys were petting me heavily and I was alternating my kissing between them. “Don’t you mind two older guys groping you this way?” Raymond asked quietly.

“I fucking love it,” I whispered without hesitation.

I’d been so looking forward to my second sexual encounter with Carlo that my libido was already off the scale, but this new and unexpected development had tipped me right over the edge and as well as talking dirty I wanted to act dirty. It was almost as though I’d been possessed by a sex demon and that it wasn’t actually me that was now pleading with them to get their cocks out.

Seconds later I had a bone hard dick in each hand, which I tugged on vigorously as they squeezed and licked my nipples and explored my cunt with their fingers.

Carlo suggested that we all go to the bedroom and by the time the three of us tumbled onto his king-size bed our clothes littered the floor and we were completely naked. There was no script for any of this and as I’d never been with two guys at the same time before. I just lay on my back, spread my legs and waited for something to happen.

Raymond made me tingle all over when he started sucking my toes and Carlo just snuggled up to me, kissed me then started fingering me, which was very nice but I wanted some cock so I asked them to kneel either side of me. I sat up and brought their meaty cocks together until the tips touched. They were both oozing little droplets of pre-cum and as I rubbed the tips together. I leaned forward so that I could lick them both at the same time.

I did my best to take both cocks in my mouth but they were both fully engorged so all I could do was to alternate between the two of them. As I was sucking them Carlo and Raymond were kissing and stroking each other’s chests, which was such a totally new scene for me that it really turned me on.

When Carlo disconnected and lay on his back, I got one side of him and Raymond the other. I cupped Carlo’s swollen balls in my hand whilst running my tongue from bottom to top and back again. To my absolute delight Raymond did exactly the same and every time we reached the top, our tongues met as we licked around Carlo’s sensitive bell end. Then as I gently squeezed his balls Raymond started caressing Carlo’s gorgeous cock with his hand in a slow rhythmic wanking motion.

We took it in turns to suck it deeply and although I’d shared a cock several times with other girls before, being this close and intimate with a man sucking another man’s cock just inches from my face was just awesome.

My heart was pounding and I was so turned on that I felt I could probably cum without any further stimulation but when Raymond whispered, “Why don’t you fuck him,” I just sat astride Carlo and guided his thick hard cock into my warm, wet willing cunt. I rested my hands on his chest and we just started fucking in perfect harmony so that his pelvis was banging against my clit on every stroke. We were making loud slapping sounds as our bodies collided and when I felt Raymond’s finger slip easily into my wet asshole my head started to spin.

“Have you ever been fucked in your ass Candy?” Raymond asked softly.

“Uhah,” I replied positively, “Quite a few times.”

“Do you enjoy it?” he continued.

“Mmmmm.” I answered still pounding hard with Carlo.

Raymond now had two fingers in my rectum and I could feel my sphincter beginning to relax. “God that feels so fucking good,” I uttered as my body began to surrender to the stimulation of both my holes.

I then felt him right up behind me with his hands on my bum cheeks and the tip of his granite hard cock pressing against my ring, which gave way easily to the gentle but firm penetration.

I was moaning with the pleasure of these two cocks deep inside me and Carlo asked me if I was okay. I was barely able to speak as they both started fucking me in unison but I just about managed to gasp, “I’ve always wanted this. I never had anything like it in my life.”

My body was now pressed against Carlo’s chest and the pleasure of being double fucked like this was indescribable but it was more than my senses could take and after a few minutes my body just started trembling as a wonderful orgasm engulfed me. They may have thought they were hurting me as I twitched uncontrollably and squealed but it was just every nerve within me being bombarded with ecstasy. My fingertips were tingling and I could feel my toes curling as the powerful sensations pulsed through me.

They both realised that I’d climaxed but it still took ages before my holes were empty again and as I took a brief breather the two men turned their attention to each other. Watching up close as Carlo and Raymond kissed and stroked each other’s cocks was so sensual and when they got in a ‘sixty-nine’ position my juices started flowing again.

My involvement at this point was reduced to just stroking and licking their bodies as they enjoyed oral sex together but after a while they disconnected and Carlo lay on his back once again. This time he spread his legs wide apart and Raymond got between them holding Carlo’s legs up as he got closer to him. His cock was so hard and so big that I just had to suck it and he willingly let me make it really wet with my spit so that when I guided it towards Carlo’s hairy sphincter it took hardly any effort at all to penetrate him completely. Carlo moaned with pleasure as I watched Raymond’s rigid manhood disappear deep into his body.

I guess that the sensation of being fucked in the ass is no different for a man than it is for a woman so as Raymond rhythmically slid his slippery cock in and out of Carlo I knew exactly how he was feeling. In the position they were in it was easy for Raymond to play with Carlo’s cock and I enjoyed watching him as I sat astride Carlo’s face letting him probe every part of my luscious cunt with his gloriously long tongue.

He spread my bum cheeks wide apart and ran his tongue all the way from my clit to my asshole pausing only to suck on my swollen labia and dip the tip into my wet warm holes. The sensation was turning me inside out and as he flicked my clit I felt another orgasm ripple through me. It wasn’t as powerful as the first but it still made my eyes flutter and my head spin.

As I enjoyed what Carlo was doing to me I leaned forward and rested my chin on his tummy so that I could take the tip of his cock into my mouth as Raymond gripped it and stroked it.

Raymond smiled at me and nodded his approval at my intervention. “Why don’t you fuck him,” he whispered to me for the second time that evening and in a heartbeat I was astride Carlo and lowering myself onto his throbbing cock.

Raymond leaned across and we kissed as I squatted with my hands on my knees pumping as hard as I could and squeezing Carlo’s cock with my kegel muscles. It felt fantastic and when I looked down all I could see was his plump balls being crushed between Raymond’s pelvis and mine on every synchronised stroke.

I was really enjoying Raymond sucking my nipples as we both fucked Carlo and I realised that he might cum at any moment, but it was Raymond who was the first to announce that he was really close.

I wasn’t actually expecting him to withdraw from Carlo and offer me his aching cock, but I instinctively opened my mouth just in time to feel and taste the first powerful spurt of his warm creamy semen as it cascaded over my tongue. Several more strong pulses followed it and although I managed to catch most of it, my tits were liberally spattered with the droplets that spilled out.

I happily swallowed the rest and it was perhaps the sight of this that sparked Carlo’s own climax. The familiar sound that a man makes when he ejaculates and the warm sensation of his cum pumping into my vagina was just wonderful. The subtle throbbing sensation seemed to go on for ages and long before he was empty I could feel the creamy fluid squeezing out as his cock displaced it inside me.

By now Raymond was just reclining on his side watching intently as I lifted myself off Carlo’s slowly deflating cock and with just one little squeeze a torrent of cum gushed out of me and filled his navel to overflowing.

I eventually rolled off and found myself sandwiched between the two men and as we exchanged kisses they tenderly stroked my soft silky body and thanked me for being there.

The coffee was cold by the time got back to the lounge but Carlo made another and we relaxed on the sofa drinking brandy for about an hour just chatting amiably. I didn’t mind in the least when Carlo asked if it was okay if he arranged for a taxi to take me home and when the time arrived for me to leave they both kissed me affectionately.

I’d had the foresight to slip some panties into my handbag, which was lucky because the residue of Carlo’s cum leaking out of me would otherwise have left quite a patch on the cab driver’s seat.

Mum and Dad’s house was in darkness when I got home so I quietly ran a bath before going to bed where I reflected on my wonderful evening. I’d gone out expecting to enjoy a simple dinner date followed by sex with a lovely guy who I’d only recently met but ended up being DP’d for the first time in my life by him and his hunky boyfriend whilst taking an active part in their own lovemaking.

I certainly had plenty to tell Kathy about at work the next day and although I may well have done things that she wouldn’t do, I didn’t feel dirty or violated in any way so when I drifted off to sleep that night I felt warm, happy and contented.