A couple of months after my boyfriend Greg's old grad school roommate, Ed, had visited us in New York he wrote to say that he was coming to the City again. I immediately asked Greg to invite him to stay with us for a second time. He did and I was pleased when Ed promptly said that he was hoping we wouldn't mind having him spend more time with us, and said how very much he had enjoyed his first visit. The day he was arriving, I asked Greg whether he thought I ought to wear more clothes than I had on Ed's first visit. Greg assured me that since Ed had already seen me naked there was no need to be shy on this visit. I smiled and said that was nice. As I said it, I could see Greg getting an instant erection imagining what I would wear or not wear during Ed's visit.
Ed arrived in the early evening and we all went out to dinner at a small restaurant in the Village. Ed was clearly as happy to see us as we were to see him, though I think he might have preferred to eat in our apartment, where I could have been dressed less formally. When we got back to the apartment, however, I promptly said that I would change into something more comfortable while Greg was preparing our after dinner brandies. In a few minutes I returned from the bedroom wearing my transparent nightgown – the one I had cut the lining out of on Ed's first visit. Except for a string of pearls around my throat, I was completely naked beneath my nightgown. Ed and Greg could both see my pussy and my nipples through the thin fabric. I think they were glad that we had decided to have the brandies at home rather than in the restaurant.
We talked and sipped brandy for the next two hours. And, as I had hoped, they both spent a lot of time looking at me. I helped by frequently standing up to get more brandy or water or something, anything, for the two of them. This gave them more opportunities to look at my bottom as well as my pussy. And for me to bend over while putting down or retrieving a glass, which allowed them to look down the front of my nightgown and see my naked breasts and very firm nipples. And my naked pussy as well. When we finally went to bed, I'm pretty sure that Ed masturbated on the couch or in the bathroom while Greg and I made love.
The next morning, as I had during Ed's first visit, I got up from bed and walked naked into the living room where Ed and Greg were already up and talking. They both said good morning to me with very pleased expressions on their faces. I said good morning, walked over to Greg and kissed him on the lips, then walked over to Ed, bent down and kissed him on the cheek. I asked Ed if he had slept well. He said that in fact he had had a restless night because he kept wondering whether in the morning I would wear what I actually was wearing, nothing, or would insist on wearing my nightgown again. I laughed and said that I was happy if my clothing, or rather the lack of it, made Ed happy. Then I walked into the kitchen, poured a cup of the coffee that Greg had made earlier, and returned to the living room. I sat on the couch and proceeded to talk with them until Greg had to get up to get ready for work. I stayed in the living room with Ed while Greg put his suit jacket on, got his briefcase and went to the door.
I came to the door and opened it for Greg, standing completely naked in the doorway. Greg held me in his arms and gave me a long kiss, caressing my bottom in full view of Ed while he did so. Then he whispered to me to have a good time, waved to Ed, and left.
While Greg was kissing me at the door and caressing my bottom in front of Ed, I became very excited. In fact, I had been very excited ever since I walked out naked into the living room. Well, actually, I had been very excited ever since Greg first told me that Ed would be visiting again. After I waved good bye to Greg, I walked back over and sat down next to Ed on the couch. He seemed very happy that I sat next to him rather than on the chair across the room. We talked for a few minutes, mostly about nudity and how much I liked to be naked. Ed said that he liked it, too. I asked him if he meant that he liked the fact that I was naked or if he liked being naked, too. He said both. So I asked him why he still had his pajamas on. As I asked him that I looked down and saw that he had an erection under his pajamas. Ed asked me if I really meant that. I told him I did, that it didn't seem fair that he got to look at my nipples and my pussy and I didn't get to look at his penis. I told him that I really like men's cocks, as most girls do, even if they don't always tell boys that they do.
Ed stood up and took off his pajama shirt. He had a very nice physique. Not bulgy like a weight lifter, but very firm and trim. Then he took off his pajama bottoms and I laughed as his penis sprang out in front of him. Not pointing straight up in the air, as Greg's usually did, but impressive nevertheless. I put my hand on his erection and commented on how thick he was and how firm. He was several inches shorter than Greg, but his penis was so thick and big around that I couldn't get my fingers all the way around it. I showed him that I needed two hands to hold all of him. He said some girls didn't like it because they said it hurt when he tried to put it in them. I told him I could believe that. Ed told me that he always needed the girl to help him to put it in her because it was so thick. I said that I would be glad to help, and caressed his erection for several minutes, scarcely able to believe how thick he was. He had far and away the thickest penis I had ever seen. Ed started to lie down on top of me when I said that I had to get a towel first so that we wouldn't leave spots on the couch. Ed fondled my bottom as I stood up to walk to the bathroom. I got the towel, fantasizing about how I would get that huge penis into my vagina.