"Give us more details"

Katie's eyebrows raise.

"Good idea." Samantha says, her hand still jerking your thick cock, still licking her lips, looking up at you, waiting for the rest of this good idea.

As is Katie.

You don't want to keep them waiting. "I want you to strip for us, and then tell us about the naughtiest threesome you ever had."

You hear Samantha whisper under her breath. "Damn."

Katie keeps smiling, and she nods. Tucking the dildo under her arm, she clumsily undoes her bra. You consider telling her to be more sexy about it, but actually watching her do it clumsily is more of a turn on. Clumsy is the Katie you know so well.

Then she pulls down her panties, exposing her wet twat to you, who've seen it countless times before, and her best friend, who you assume, has not.

Samantha lets out a little squeak of excitement beneath her breath, confirming this theory.

"Okay, now what do you want to know, exactly?" Katie asks, taking the dildo back into her hands, standing naked from head to toe before the two of you, stepping into the room.

"First, I want to know how many threesomes you've had." You demand.

Katie parts her lips to speak, then stops to think for a moment. "Not really that.... I dunno, like fifteen."

You don't feel jealous. You feel turned on. Sure, she's never brought it up with you until now, but that doesn't mean this can't be the start of something good.

"Now I want to know about the best one you had." Your cock throbs. You wish Samantha would lick it up again. But you don't blame her for being focused on the story her best friend is about to tell.

"Well, see..." Katie stumbles over the words a little, her pink nipples getting harder. "The thing you have to know about the best one I ever had was..."