I entered my apartment breathing heavily. I was nervous as hell about what I had just done. Previously, I had only ever fantasized about having two men at once. I couldn't believe what I was about to do.
In my bathroom mirror, I spread my pussy lips apart and rubbed my puffy clit with soft strokes from my fingernail. I was doing some serious dripping just thinking about pool boy working my body while his friend jacked himself off and watched us. Then joined us.
Goosebumps spread across my arms and legs and I shivered. I quit the exploration of my weeping slit and made my way to my bedroom. I slipped my favorite flick into the DVD player and started up a scene where two guys fucked the dirty out of some huge-tittied slut. It was my fantasy come to life.
I walked out to the kitchen area where I could hear the muffled groans of my porno queen getting tagged in both holes. Shakily, I poured myself a glass of wine and brought the fragrant bouquet to my nose. Breathing in the scent, I tasted the thick liquid and felt it run down my throat. I knew the alcohol would relax my mind and my muscles.
The air conditioner blew across my goosebumped flesh and teased my nipples into stiff peaks. The camisole I was wearing was still wet from the splashing I took at the pool but I didn't take it off because I wanted my erect nipples to make quite a show when I opened my front door.
Three resounding knocks sounded from my entry way.
I closed my eyes, licked my lips, then put my game face on. Opening my eyes, I put a smirk on my lips and made my way to the door. With my glass of wine in one hand and the door handle in my other, I pulled the door open to reveal the sexiest sight I had ever seen in my life.
Pool boy stood shirtless directly in front of me. His hairless chest tempted my tongue and fingertips and I felt my nipples harden even more. His football-tossing friend gazed at me from behind him and I noticed his bulk for the first time. Opening the door wider, I motioned for both to come in.
Shutting the door, I asked, "Would either of you boys like a glass of wine?"
I could see my shirtless one tilt his head toward the sound of the flick in the next room. He smiled at me and nodded. "I would."
His friend nervously consented very softly.
I poured both of them hefty glasses of the expensive vino. Handing them over, I decided to break the ice.
"My name is Calixte." I grinned at the both of them. "And you would be?"