Our threesome begins

Your pickup's diesel engine vibrates my pussy as you drive us to an impressive high-rise building. You hit the elevator button for a floor near the top. "Wow, I love it, Tanner," I say as we enter. It's a two-bedroom suite, very modern, and a giant panoramic window has views of the city and the river. It's clean with tasteful decor. You really have your shit together, and apparently your sales job is going well. I can't help where my mind goes. I imagine a life here with you.

"Go look, and I'll make drinks," you say.

Deion and I go to the window. He rubs my back while we talk. He's so handsome and pleasant. Then he excuses himself when you bring drinks. You dim the kitchen lights, leaving us in the perfect ambient city light. We talk for a few minutes, and I make a joke about our emails somehow leading to this.

"I like reading them. Don't stop writing," you say. I love hearing that. You clasp my hand, and your green eyes draw me in. "I've wanted to kiss you ever since I met you."

You're an inch taller, and we fit together well. It's an amazing kiss. You lead, and we are great together. I feel your hard muscles, warmth, and manly scent as you pull me close, in contrast with your soft lips. My lips tingle, and I get warm down there. I open my mouth slightly and exhale, welcoming a deepening of the kiss, but you deny me. My heart races against your calmness as our chests press together.

When Deion opens the bathroom door, I lean forward to keep the kiss going as you gently pull back until our lips separate. That was really good!

"I see you guys are getting better acquainted," Deion says.

"And now I'll take a quick break," you say. "She's a great kisser if you're interested. "

Deion is more aggressive. His tongue invades my mouth within the first minute. I feel smaller, more enveloped as he is a few inches taller than you. You're both so good, but different. I would make a big deal about my first kiss with a black guy, but I can count on one hand the guys of any race I've kissed.

Race matters. This is taboo, and it makes it even hotter for this horny, virginal white girl. My tongue is in his mouth now too, exploring, then our tongues meet and dance in the middle, and everything sort of blurs together until you come out of the bathroom.

"Carry on," you say, and you kiss my neck while I make out with Deion. I moan as goose flesh flares up. After a minute, I turn to include you. We kiss, this time all-in with tongues, and it's so incredibly good. Deion kisses my neck. I make another rotation with you both. You are really taking your time and not rushing the sex part, and I am so thankful.

Deion comes in closer. His hips press into my butt, my eyes go wide, and I pull my tongue out of your mouth. "Oh my God," I breathe. It's huge! The downward sloping erection aligns with my butt crack through my skirt. I shiver in both fear and anticipation.

My eyes close in surrender as you press your erection against me from the front. Two cocks grind against me as I get the best kissing of my life. "You guys are really good at this."

You reach around to unclasp my bra strap. Deion's hands come from the other side to cup my breasts. "I can't believe I'm doing this," I moan.

"Can we have a look, love?" Deion asks. I agree, he pulls my top off, then I slide out of the bra.

"Claire, you're so beautiful and sexy," you say. Deion nods.

"Thanks guys," I say. My confidence soars.

But after taking a gulp of my drink, I slide my skirt down, not so confident now. I have really big pussy lips, very obvious since my entire vulva is shaved. From what I can tell from forums and watching porn, mine are like top 1% big, and men prefer small. I've seen all the offensive jokes and roast beef analogies that imply I have a loose pussy and am promiscuous due to their size. Of course that is total bullshit. I'm a virgin! I'm pretty sure my pussy is tight enough.

"Well, here I am," I say and twirl for them. I have a good butt at least, tighter and firmed up after my weight loss. I start to make a joke about my pussy but decide against it. These men have class, and they don't disappoint.

"Wow," you say. "Claire... You are incredible. You've lost a little weight too?"

"Yes. I work out. Glad you noticed."

You kneel in front of me, putting your face inches from my pussy. The crack itself is tall in proportion to my height, and the clitoral hood is prominent and large. You kiss my inner thigh, and I shiver, then you stand.

"That's a gorgeous pussy," you say. "I love those lips. I can't wait to explore you more."

Deion is nodding , and my insecurities fade away.

You give me a quick kiss and say, "Claire, you've been hiding this killer body. You don't flaunt it. We're honored that you share it with us."

I nod. You get me.

"What do you think?" you ask.

Deion looks at me and answers his friend. "I think we chose the right woman. She's cool and sexy and fun, and I really want to fuck her."

His lewd comment makes my pussy tingle. "I don't know. We'll see," I joke. "Your turn. Strip."

You're naked in seconds, and I love what I see. I felt your muscles, so I know you'll be strong and fit with abs showing. You're shaved down there like me with a trimmed patch above. You're fully hard, pointing up, looking really big and intimidating. A shiny drop of clear precome oozes from the top of your gorgeous penis. I'm impressed for about ten seconds, then Deion turns and steals the show. I cough and gasp. "Oh my God," I whisper. My face instantly flushes red. Deion grins. I've seen well-endowed black guys in porn, but nothing prepares you for seeing the real thing up close.

I scoff again, and the men come in close, kissing me. I reach down and clasp both cocks. "That's so big," I say.

"Thank you," you say, and we all laugh. "Shall we take this to the bedroom?"

"I, um..." This is getting real. If I go in that bedroom, these men are going to fuck me. It's wrong, and I should not let this happen. On top of the moral doubts. I have the typical first time jitters.

You seem to read my mind. "We'll go slow and spend time time just pleasuring you. You're the guest of honor. Just relax and enjoy."

"Okay."

It's a spacious bedroom with a large bed, clean sheets, and flattering light. I'm in the middle of the bed on my back, and Deion services me first while you kiss me and play with my breasts. I only got head once, in college, and it was so bad. Deion is better. It's a huge turn on to have such a powerful man devote himself to my pleasure while the man I have a huge crush on supports me.

My big nub is an easy target, and Deion zeroes in quickly. I pinch a nipple as I get close, a trick I learned masturbating quietly in college with sleeping roommates. I climax quickly.

"Well done," I say to Deion as he comes up to lay on the other side of the bed. I clasp his cock with one hand and look at it nervously. Nope. Not ready for that yet.

I turn and kiss you. "Your turn," I tease. "Let's see what you got." You grin, and I lift my butt as you put a pillow underneath.

Deion was good, but you are an expert. You kiss my inner thighs, then suckle my big lips, enjoying the extra real estate I offer. Your tongue explores my perineum and even the outside of my butthole for a second, then you're at my pussy, teasing the opening, then licking upward to brush my clit. Then downward, and I groan in impatience. When you come back on the clit, I'm already close. Oxytocin courses through me. I run my hands through your hair and already wish you were mine, forever. You sense I'm about to come and back off the clit. I get close a few times, the waves building. Then finally, on your terms, you let me come. You suck my entire clitoral hood into your mouth. I gasp, comically pinching both my nipples to get off. With my entire clitoral hood in your mouth and your tongue twirling under the lid, I come like crazy.

You give me a minute to recover. "Not done yet, girl," you say. I gasp as your finger slides into my pussy. I reflexively put my hand down by your face, nervous with any penetration, but I retract it as you slowly rock the digit in and out. "Is that okay? You're tight."

"Uh huh, been a while," I moan.

"Lube," you say. Deion hands you small bottle of gel from the bedside table.

You squirt some into your hand, then press the cool gel at my opening and gently push two fingers in. I widen and stretch for you, and it hurts a little. My nose crinkles up, and I hiss out breath, but I don't object. I know this will make it easier if you take my virginity. I've never had anything bigger than one finger in my pussy until now. I guess I'm just old-fashioned and respect whatever physical evidence of my virginity might still be there.

You don't know I'm a virgin, but you sense I need a good warmup. You slowly rock the fingers in and out. "How's that?"

"Good." I moan.

As I relax, you press into the sides of my channel gently around the perimeter, slowly stretching the opening. I feel slight discomfort, but it's manageable. My pussy dilates and gets noisier. Little squishy sounds as your fingers open up space. Then things change in an instant. You curl the fingers inside me, driving into my G-spot. "Uh! Uh! Arggh, Oof!" I respond. The fluids I normally secrete gush faster. Well that's new.

You pull back, your fingertips attacking the spongy roof of my pussy. Then you do it again, and again, just short motions of half an inch. But it's rocking me. I moan in pleasure and writhe on the bed, my whole body reacting. I've never felt this before. My feet go to the mattress, then back up with my knees drawn back, then back again to the bed, unsure of where to put them, the pleasure growing with each movement of your hands.

"It's good," I murmur. "That's real good. What's happening to me?" I giggle.

"Come hard, girl. Make noise. Push out. Do what feels good."

My hand is off Deion's cock so I don't hurt him. I pinch both nipples. You pull faster, several times per second, and I come as ordered.

"Oh wow. Wow! Holy shit," I moan. "Aiiiee!"

I fight a strong urge to bear down and push with my core, nervous about what might come out. I relent and let it happen. I push your face away, your fingers slip out, and a jet of fluid gushes out, ushering in orgasmic bliss like I've never felt. My ejaculation or whatever this squirting is called, hits your face, then two more spurts hit the pillow in front of my pussy as my whole body convulses in a monster orgasm. I cover my face in embarrassment as I shake, then I manage to stop it. Then I laugh in pure joy, then my whole body shakes again for five more seconds. Then my pussy queefs, and I giggle and groan.

I'm so embarrassed, but I know this is what you wanted for me. Your shiny face and grin tells me this was a victory. "What was that, did I pee?" You shake your head no, but maybe we're both in denial. "I couldn't hold it in, sorry. I've never felt that before. Oh shit, now I really have to pee!" I scramble up and run toward the bathroom, you both laugh, and it's one of the coolest moments of my life.