One night, my boyfriend and I lay comfortably in each other's arms, enjoying a sweet post coital afterglow when we got to talking about each other's fantasies.

I hesitated. I had a fantasy that made most men squeamish.

"I love you. There's nothing you could say that would shock me," he said and that's when I blurted that I'd always wanted to see two men fucking.

My boyfriend stared at me for a long minute and then he blew out a breath.

"That's a relief."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm bisexual," he admitted. "I wanted to propose a threesome, but I thought you'd kick me out of bed."

My pussy got wet at the thought of my boyfriend accepting the penetration I enjoyed so much. He noticed the change immediately and he told me he'd set it up even as he flipped me to my stomach and fucked me hard.

Two weeks later, I was in our bedroom with two gorgeous men. They were both hard and I was naked beneath my robe.

My boyfriend and the man kissed.

Then he was bent to the other man's cock, sucking the massive organ deep into his mouth while I sat nearby, fingering myself. I watched with baited breath as the man turned my boyfriend to his stomach and began lubing his anus with long fingers.

I was dripping wet, growing even more excited when the man's cock began to breach my boyfriend's ass. My boyfriend began to moan with tortured ecstasy. I was dripping wet, but it wasn't enough for me.

"How does it feel?" I asked.

"Amazing, overwhelming," he groaned. "Come here!"

I jumped onto the bed. He licked my pussy as the man pounded his ass. Unable to resist, I took his cock deep in my mouth, swallowing his come.