It was two days after my first real sexual encounter, and we were at Nicks house that things started to progress further at a very rapid pace. All three of us were once again together, and we all knew what the other wanted.

“Will you strip naked for us?” Andy asked in a matter-of-fact sort of way.

The amazing thing was that although I was one hundred per cent certain that we would once again end up having sex, I had not contemplated the fact that this time I might have to be fully naked and not just from my waist down. Such a thought had never really crossed my mind. To be asked to now strip and be fully exposed in front of my two friends was for me a tough ask. Once again, however, I had this urge to please and comply with whatever Andy and Nick asked me to do.

I commenced to slowly remove my clothes in what I considered to be a somewhat provocative and teasing way. Thankfully, that morning, I had dressed in anticipation of meeting up and having sex. I had put on a matching red and black lacy bra and panty set that was certainly much more seductive than the everyday white knickers the boys had seen a couple of days before.

I slowly undid my blouse, button by button, before pulling it open to reveal my bra and bare midriff. Then, turning around so that my back was toward my friends, I undid the button on my skirt and lowered the zip, allowing it to drop to my feet and thereby exposing my bum and sexy lace panties.

Next, I proceeded to tease them again by lowering the blouse off my shoulders and down my back. I followed this by dropping and lifting my panties several times to allow a good view of my pert bottom. Eventually, I let them fall, and, to wolf whistles from both Nick and Andrew, I stepped out of both skirt and panties before turning around to face them. I continued lowering and lifting my open blouse until I, too, let it drop along my arms and onto the floor.

I was then seized suddenly by mild panic. I realised that I was standing before two fully clothed young men, both nearly a year older than I. Here I was, almost totally naked with just my bra covering my tiny tits. I froze as I quickly placed one hand inadequately over my hairy pussy and the other arm across my chest in a vain attempt to cover my bra.

“What’s wrong?” I was kindly asked by Andy.

“I’m scared,” I replied truthfully.

“Of what?”

I had no idea how to answer that one. The fear of being naked in front of two men for the first time seemed to grip me. I wanted to be exposed. I wanted them to see me nude and admire my naked body. I wanted them to use me, too, in a sexual way, but I was just terrified.

After much persuasion, coaxing, and many encouraging words, I let Nick undo my bra strap as I let it fall to the ground. I continued to attempt to preserve some degree of modesty by covering my breasts with both my hands. Gently and slowly, both guys talked me into allowing my hands to drop to my side so that they could see my breasts for the first time.

As I did so, they both whistled in appreciation, one commenting, “Just beautiful!”

I confess that due to the small size of my boobs, the apparent approval of my friends was a massive relief.

Once I was naked, things moved pretty quickly. I jumped onto the bed and waited for my two friends to do to me what I was sure they wanted to do. However, they just stood still looking at each other in a kind of embarrassed silence.

Finally, one hesitantly spoke up, “Um, er, well, we were wondering if you would let us explore you before we do anything else?”

“Explore me?” I replied, a bit dumbfounded.

“Yes, we’d like to look you over intimately and explore all your holes. You know to see what you’re really like. Will you let us?”

I was a bit shocked as I expected them to strip me and take me as I was. This seemed to be a strange turn of events. As I stared at them both, looking at me sitting naked on the bed, something stirred within, and I knew that I had to give them what they wanted. I had no idea at the time that this was going to be part of my becoming a total submissive.

I was told to lie back and open my legs. Nick produced a mini-sized torch, and the two began a rather exciting examination of my pussy area, noticing in the process that it was very wet. I could feel fingers for the first time entering my vaginal area and working the labia open to try and obtain a more unobstructed view. I enjoyed the feeling of fingers inside my vagina as well as playing with my pussy hair. After several minutes, they moved on to my bum, telling me to roll over and sit like a dog on all fours.

As I compiled, Andy said jokingly, “This is the position all bitches should use!”

My bum cheeks were patted and then parted before I felt a further exciting encroachment from a different position into my vagina. This time, fingers pushed deep inside, I presumed from the feeling, they had gone as far as they could go. I gave a little squeak of surprise and pleasure.

“Bumhole,” one said matter-of-factly as if it were an everyday occurrence.

“What?” I questioned, as I had never dreamed that my bum hole could in any way be sexy or used for anything other than its intended purpose.

“We want to explore your bum hole,” Andy replied. “You know, we want a good look at it and to feel inside it.”

“You want to feel inside my bum?” I responded again in disbelief, “Who in their right mind would want to stick a finger inside someone else’s bum?”

“We do,” Nick replied, “Lots of people use bum holes in sex; it’s called buggering!”

“Really,” I replied, questioning what I heard, “I have never heard of the like.”

“Well, can we?”

I nodded my approval and added somewhat resignedly, “I guess so if you really must.”

In no time at all, I could feel a probing finger force its way through my anus and up into my tight little bum. The feeling was not as pleasurable as what they had done in my cunt, but much more enjoyable than I would ever have imagined. The more they prodded, pulled and patted my bum, the more I wondered what it would be like to have it stretched out by someone’s stiff cock. At that time, I could never have imagined that I would allow its use for just that purpose not long after starting university.

“Sit,” They ordered when they had finished, “Your tits next.”

‘This is where I’ll let them down,’ I thought, ‘they are bound to say something about their small size.’

It is to their credit that they felt them all around and lightly twisted the nipples without passing comment on their A cup size. My boobs were fondled and then lightly bounced as if someone was seeking to guess the weight of a pound of flour. Wow, it did feel good, especially when they both gently played with my hard and erect nipples.

“Mouth!” One demanded once they had seen enough of my breasts.

Although, for the life of me, I could not understand what they would ever want my mouth for except to kiss, I complied once again, opening my mouth as wide as I could, as though I was in the dentist’s chair.

“Just a minute,” Nick said, “we’ve just been up her bum and need to wash our hands.”

Although true enough, that did lose a little of the aura of the moment for me, sitting waiting for them to come back, having washed their hands. Once they returned, though, I was not disappointed. I was asked to kneel on the floor with my legs apart. I complied immediately and looked up at both young men with my mouth wide open. They shone their torch into my mouth, poked their fingers around my teeth, gums, tongue, and cheek, before seeming satisfied.

“Will you allow us to use a speculum on you at some time?” I remember Andy asking.

In my naivety in those early days, I was unbelievably unaware of what such a thing was and told them so.

“It’s a device inserted up your cunt and anus to open them up for a better and deeper inspection,” I was enthusiastically informed, “we think you might enjoy it, and we most certainly will!”

“Okay,” I answered, “that sounds like it might be fun.”

I never knew then just how much fun it would prove to be on many occasions, still to materialise.

After about an hour of being poked, prodded, fingered and fondled, I was asked to undo the trousers of both young men. It was evident that, behind the zips of their jeans and chinos, something very hard was waiting to be released.