Please enjoy this new story. It is a work of fiction, intended for adult readers. All characters are adults, eighteen or older, and unusually horny.
Taylor VanCannon.
*****
I glanced over at Mike, my husband. He was in his element, behind the wheel of his pride and joy, a lime green Lamborghini Huracán Spyder. After cutting the last college tuition check for our kids, this car was his reward, our big indulgence upon fulfilling our parental obligations. It was also something of a delayed wedding gift to ourselves. We married just two years ago, his second and my third, and now we’re officially empty nesters.
I ran my fingers through my artfully streaked blonde hair in a futile attempt to tame it against the unrelenting wind. The snug leather bucket seats cradled my petite body as he whipped the 640 horsepower V10 through a series of tight turns on Hwy 14 in the Columbia River Gorge. We were returning to our home in Portland after a Labor Day pool party with friends in Hood River.
Entering a straight section of road, he mashed the accelerator. “Feel that power!” he shouted over the noise of the wind whistling past the open cockpit.
Power wasn’t the only thing I felt as the twin turbos spooled up and pinned me to the back of my seat. My mind was still reeling from a conversation I’d overheard at the pool. I discreetly slid my hand under my dress and slipped my fingers under the waistband of my panties, ignoring him.
“Tell me you feel it,” Mike said, glancing over at me.
I froze, fearful he’d busted me with two fingers buried deep in my cunt. I did my best to mask my surprise and glanced towards him. He was handsome, my prince in shining armor. His neatly trimmed Van Dyke beard had just a touch of grey. A distinguished look for one of the top divorce lawyers in Oregon. His six foot one frame barely fit in the tight cockpit of the Lambo. He couldn’t possibly know what I was doing.
He downshifted and tapped the brakes, thrusting me forward. The seat belt locked and kept me pinned to the seat. He skillfully maneuvered the Lambo through two tight turns. Just past the apex, he mashed the accelerator; the roar of the twin turbos, located just inches behind me, reverberated through my body… through my fingers… all the way to my engorged clit.
“Cat got your tongue?”
I gasped and discreetly moved my fingers, pulling them taut against my throbbing clit. The fear of getting caught wasn’t going to quash my budding orgasm.
Fortunately, Mike’s eyes were glued to the road as the speedometer pushed past 100, oblivious to what I was up to. I bit down on my lip to suppress what was likely to be a very noisy orgasm. “Mike, I’m going to…” The wind noise muffled my words.
He kept his eyes on the road. “What did you say?”
I reached out and clutched his arm as my body erupted in a powerful, unmuffled orgasm. Ignoring the look of confusion on my husband’s face, I frantically fingered my clit until my orgasm subsided and I released my death grip on his arm. My breasts heaved as I gasped for breath.
He eased up on the throttle. “Honey,” he said, finally realizing what he’d just witnessed. “You should have said something. I could have… helped.”
My smile turned into a broad grin. I leaned over and gave his thigh a gentle squeeze. “You’re right.” I slipped my fingers out of my wet cunt and painted his lips with my musky aroma. “Want me to make up for it?”
He arched an eyebrow. “Now?”
I slipped my fingers into his open mouth and let him lick them clean.
“Of course now.” I reached down and squeezed his crotch. “Find a place to pull over.”
He looked at me skeptically. “Right, nobody will notice a guy on the side of the road getting a blow-job in a lime green Huracán?”
I persisted, fumbling with his belt buckle. It took some effort, but I finally freed his cock. “Relax, let me worry about that.”
“Honey,” he pleaded, “I need to concentrate on the road.”
I wasn’t about to give up. “Okay, how about a quick hand-job?”
He glanced and watched me slather my fingers with saliva. I reached between his legs and coated the head of his cock.
He heaved an enormous sigh and eased up on the accelerator.
“That’s my guy; enjoy the… ride.” I spread more saliva on my fingers to lube his hard shaft.
He kept both hands on the wheel and did his best to focus on the road ahead. “Want to tell me what’s got you so wound up?”
“Huh?” I said, stalling for time. I wanted to jack him off, not share my private fantasy.
“Exactly,” he said, glancing over at me. “You’re blushing.”
I started to protest, but there was no point denying the obvious. Two weeks ago, out of the blue, Mike informed me he’d accepted an invitation to a pool party… a clothing optional pool party. After getting over my initial shock, I let him sweet talk me into trying it. That’s where we’d been today, at the home of Tom and Nancy in Hood River, where I’d gotten my first taste of public nudity.
Sensing my reluctance, he said, “By the way, you looked fantastic today.”
I gave him a nervous smile, knowing he was only offering me a temporary reprieve. “Thanks,” I said, “but I stood out like a sore thumb.”
“How so?”
“My tan lines… there was no hiding my lily white tits and ass. Not to mention, I was the only women there who didn’t shave… you know, down there.”
He smiled. “I know, but you weren’t a sore thumb… you were the center of attention. You know, something different… I saw the guys checking you out.”
“You’re sweet,” I said, “but it doesn’t help that I spent a fortune on my streaked blonde do… so, you know, the carpet doesn’t exactly match the drapes.”
He chuckled. “Even more exotic. Now, quit stalling and tell me what’s going on…”
“Okay, okay… it was something I overheard at the pool.”
Mike rested his hand on my thigh. “I’m all ears.”
“Nancy described something she really enjoyed on their recent lifestyle cruise.”
“Lifestyle cruise?”
“Swingers cruise,” I said. “Apparently she has a thing for threesomes.” I gave his cock several strokes for emphasis.
Mike turned to me and smiled. “So that’s what turned you on.”
“Hey,” I said, “a girl can have her fantasies.”
“Oh,” he said, thoughtfully. “So Nancy’s into some DP action.”
I wasn’t averse to anal sex, just not a fan, and I knew that’s exactly where his mind would go as soon as he heard threesome. I chuckled and gave his cock a firm tug.
He furrowed his eyebrows. “Careful,” he whined, “what’d I do?”
“You assumed you knew… knew what I fantasized about.”
“You brought up a threesome: one girl, two holes, two cocks.”
I was so fixated on what I’d overheard at the pool that I failed to consider Mike’s obvious interpretation. “You’re close, Honey. But that’s your fantasy. For Nancy, it’s one girl, one hole, two cocks.”
“I don’t get it?” Mike asked, perplexed.
I stroked his cock several times while I let him consider the possibilities.
He still didn’t get it.
I licked my fingers again and slathered his cock with more of my warm saliva. “Nancy referred to it as double-vag.”
Mike went silent.
I gently stroked him, letting the image of two cocks stuffed into Nancy’s cunt sink in.
“Is that really a thing?”
“Apparently,” I said, grinning from ear to ear.
“Did she say how… you know, how she did it?”
I licked my lips, knowing that I’d hooked him. “No, but trying to figure that out is what got me… horny.”
“And that’s what got you off?”
I giggled. “No, Honey, that was my finger… but the image of Nancy getting doubled up definitely helped.”
“So, let me get this straight… you got off fantasizing about fucking two guys?”
His coarse language never failed to turn me on, so I responded in kind. “Uh-huh, at the same time… with both cocks stuffed in my cunt.”
He squeezed my thigh. “You know I love it when you talk dirty.”
I giggled. “Cock… cunt… fuck… cum in my mouth.”
He chuckled and moved his hand further up my leg. “Whose cocks did you… you know.”
“Yours, of course.”
“Of course mine, but who’s the second?”
My hand froze on his cock. I wasn’t expecting to be grilled on the specifics. “Nobody in particular, just two cocks.”
“Really, you fantasized about fucking a total stranger?”
He wasn’t about to let this go. Three years ago, I dated Tony, who turned out to be Mike’s twin brother. I was digging out from my third divorce and wasn’t too careful about picking my lovers. After a torrid few weeks, I got an unexpected call from Tony’s wife, who was none too pleased to find out I was fucking her husband. I had no idea Tony was married, but in retrospect, I probably never asked.
“You’re right, it wasn’t a stranger. But remember, I was horny and just wanted to get off. I picked the first guy that popped into my mind. It doesn’t mean anything.”
“If it wasn’t a stranger, who was it, one of your exes?”
“Not exactly.” Both my ex-husbands turned out to be deadbeats and left me with nothing. I reached down to caress his balls. Two years ago, I ran into Mike in the bar at the Benson Hotel in Portland. Mistaking him for Tony, I dumped a full glass of Merlot in his lap and advised his date to cut off his balls the first chance she got.
“Not my brother,” he said, shaking his head. “You haven’t had anything to do with him since… you know… his wife divorced him.”
I shrugged and continued stroking his hard cock. “Hey, it’s how I met you.”
“Jesus, Lisa… Tony?”
I should have expected his reaction and quickly changed the subject. “Look, up ahead on the right… Ash Lake Road… I know that place. ”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Pull off… in about a mile there’s a picnic spot down by the lake.”
Mike brought the Huracán to a stop at the secluded overlook. It was late afternoon, and we had the place to ourselves.
I unhooked my seatbelt and went down on him to avoid answering any more questions. I circled the head of his cock with my wet tongue.
He moaned and reached over to squeeze my ass.
I cupped his balls and took him as deep as I could, given the awkward angle.
He worked his hand under my dress and inside my panties.
I felt a finger slip into the wet folds of my labia. I rose off his cock and whispered in his ear. “Intrigued by my double cock fantasy?” I licked his ear before going back down on him.
“It’s working for me.” He slipped his wet finger out of my pussy and snaked it back along the crack of my ass.
Eager to oblige him, I sucked harder and waited for him to make his move, fully expecting to feel his fingertip rim my asshole.
He surprised me when he returned to my cunt and fingered my clit. His cock muffled my moan of pleasure. I went back to his ear and whispered. “I thought you’d go for my ass.”
He turned and kissed me, probing my mouth with his tongue.
It occurred to me he was holding back, reluctant to share his version of my fantasy. “I know what you’re thinking.”
He hesitated, unsure of his next move. “Are you reading my mind?”
I was, so I indulged his fantasy. “You want to watch me take a cock in each hole.”
His face lit up in a broad grin.
“And you’d take my ass, right?”
He kissed me deeply, probing my mouth with his tongue. He pulled his wet thumb out of my cunt and pressed it up against my ass.
“Ahhh,” I cooed as he buried his thumb in my ass. “Want a little preview?”
He grinned and leaned back in the seat, silently daring me to do it.
I slipped out of my panties and rose to my feet. I kept my back to him and tossed one leg over his head to straddle his lap.
He pushed up my dress and nuzzled my ass cheeks with his face. “You got a touch of color today.”
I’d spent way too much time in my bikini this summer and had the tan lines to show for it. “I’m working on it,” I said, placing my hands on the top of the windshield and nudging his head back into the headrest with my ass. I knew he was staring at my tiny pucker and eagerly waited for him to rim me with his tongue. I gave my ass a little wiggle to entice him.
He spread my cheeks open. “You look fantastic, Honey. This is one view I’ll never tire of.”
The touch of his tongue electrified me, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I pressed back, mashing my ass into his face. “Do you like that, Baby… is that what you wanted?”
I could barely hear his muffled answer. He probed me with his tongue, slathering my ass with warm saliva.
I spit into my hand and reached back to help him lubricate my tight hole. “Do you think we have enough room?”
He telescoped the steering wheel in as far as it would go.
I slithered downward, wedging myself into the narrow space. It was tight, and I relied on him to guide his cock. I stopped when I felt him up against my asshole.
“Oh, Baby,” he whispered. “Are you ready for my cock… up your tight ass?”
Ready or not, there was no turning back now. I grimaced as I gripped the steering wheel and forced myself down onto him. “Ohhh,” I cried out, fighting through the momentary pain. I paused to catch my breath. He was halfway in.
“Tell me when you’re ready for more,” he said, clutching my breasts.
Eager to please him, I sucked in a deep breath and said, “Ready when you are.”
He placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me down.
I moaned as his cock filled my ass. Unexpectedly aroused, I instantly felt I might be able to get off again. His hands returned to my breasts, and he rolled my hard nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. “Oh, Baby, you’re gonna make me come again.”
He nuzzled my neck and licked my ear. “Your ass is so tight… I won’t last long.”
I sat in his lap, unable to find a purchase for my feet. I tried lifting myself by the steering wheel, but I was wedged in too tight. “Help me, Honey, help me fuck you.”
Mike gripped my ass-cheeks with both hands and curled his arms to slide me up his hard shaft.
“Oh, Baby, that feels so good.” I grasped the windshield to take some of my weight off his arms. “Can you come… come in my ass?”
“Try to stop me.” He eased me back down his shaft, adjusted his hands, and then lifted me back up his shaft. He held that position and thrust himself up into me.
I grunted loudly as he pummeled my ass.
His ragged breathing told me he was getting close. I released my death grip on the windshield and slipped two fingers into my wet gash. It didn’t take long to bring my tiny pearl back to life.
“Aaaragh,” he shouted, nearly bouncing me off his cock with a mighty thrust.
I felt his release inside me and renewed my focus on my clit. It didn’t take long to catch up. “Fuck yeah,” I shouted, just as my orgasm hit.
Mike slumped back into the seat and took over fingering my clit, prolonging my orgasmic pleasure.
Sated, I went limp in his lap. “Would you believe I really enjoyed that?”
He chuckled. “Not as much as I did.” He tightened his arms around me and gently pulled me in tight to his chest. “It seems we have very similar fantasies.”
I tilted my head back and licked his ear. “Want to do something about it?”
He caressed my breasts. “You want to try two cocks?”
I took a deep breath and nodded.
“Want me to call Tony?”
I felt a sudden rush of adrenaline… coupled with lust. I could still feel his cock in my ass. “That might be an awkward conversation. I didn’t cut him any slack during his divorce… remember, I banned him from our wedding.”
Mike shrugged. “Water under the bridge. Hey Siri, call my brother.”
My mouth dropped open. “Now?”
“Do you need more time?”
I giggled. “Only if I want to talk myself out of it.”
Tony picked up on the third ring. “Hey little brother, it’s good to hear from you. What’s happening?”
Age was a running gag between them. Tony was born first, two minutes before midnight on New Year’s Eve. So, while they were identical twins, their birthdays were in different years.
“Lisa and I are out for a drive.”
Tony’s tone cooled noticeably. “She’s on the line?”
“Hey, Tony,” I said, attempting to keep my voice pleasant. The history between us was… messy. I was the other woman in what turned out to be an acrimonious divorce. We hadn’t spoken since.
After a pause, Tony said, “Hey, Lisa, I’m a little surprised to hear from you.”
Eager to change the subject, Mike said, “Up to anything special for the holiday?”
“Nah, I promised the twins I’d take them fishing before they head back to college next week.”
Mike and Tony’s dad died young, and their mom remarried the summer they graduated from high school. Their stepfather also came with a set of identical twin boys, toddlers Jeff and Peter. Mike never really got to know the twins, but Tony reconnected with them after his ex got sole custody of his children.
“Cool, you out on the river?”
“We just tied up for the night at Cascade Locks. Thought we’d walk up to the Charburger for dinner.”
“No kidding,” Mike said, “we’re just across the river. Mind if we join you?”
Tony’s voice was tentative. “Both of you?”
I extricated myself off of Mike’s cock and he lifted me up to my feet. “Of course, both of us. I’d love to see you.”
Tony sounded skeptical. “So… no hard feelings.”
I turned back to Mike and gazed into his eyes. Was I ready to bury the hatchet with Tony? I whispered into his ear. “Does craving Tony’s cock count as a hard feeling.”
Mike chuckled. “I think Lisa’s past all that.”
“Okay,” Tony said, “we’ll be waiting for you.”
*****
Mike held the door for me as we entered the restaurant. I was horny as hell and had no idea how Mike planned to pull this off. First, he had to get rid of the twins, then convince his brother to indulge my fantasy. “Don’t fuck this up,” I whispered, as I passed by him.
He gave me a wink. “I’ve got this… besides, no way Tony’s going to pass this up.”
Mike spotted Tony, along with Jeff and Peter, already seated at a window table. He waved, then guided me towards them.
“Hi,” I said, taking a seat across from Tony and the twins. I pointed to the extra beers on the table. “Are these for us?”
Tony made a sweeping motion with his hands. “Of course,” he said, eyeing me warily.
“Thanks,” I said, doing my best to put him at ease. I wondered if he could detect the lust in my eyes. I picked up a frosty bottle. “Cheers,” I said, tapping Tony’s mug. Despite being identical twins, Tony had his own distinctive style: clean shaven with a something of a preppy look. It was also obvious that he spent much more time in the gym than my husband. “You look good.”
“Thanks,” Tony said, dropping his guard just a little. “Marriage suits you.”
It was an odd comment and I suppressed the urge to giggle. If Tony only knew what we had in store for him. I reached over and gave my husband’s hand a tender squeeze. “I’m starving.”ff
Mike smiled. “Burgers all around?”
Not exactly fast food, the Charburger was a self-service establishment. “Good by me,” Tony said, “I’ll give you a hand.”
I watched them walk off, apprehensive about how Tony would react to his brother’s proposition.
“Problems?” Jeff asked, sensing my concern.
“Nah,” I said, regaining my composure. “Just a little nervous about seeing Tony again… with the divorce and all.”
“Yeah,” Peter said, “I was more than a little surprised when Tony told us you’d be joining us. What brings you up this way?”
“Pool party up in Hood River,” I said, “a last-minute invite.” I sipped my beer and described the house perched up high in the gorge, overlooking the Columbia river.
Jeff glanced at his brother. “Sounds familiar.”
Surprised, I eyed them suspiciously, wondering if I’d given them too much information.
“Yeah,” Peter said, giving me a wink, “sounds like Tom and Nancy’s place.”
My jaw dropped open.
“I take it that’s a yes,” Peter said. “Small world… I didn’t know they were hosting a lifestyle party this weekend.”
I took a deep breath, unsure of what I’d just stumbled onto. “No… not lifestyle,” I said, “they were hosting a clothing optional pool party.”
“Oh,” Peter said, “sorry, I didn’t mean to imply…” He let his words trail off.
“So,” I said, tentatively, “you two are into–”
“The lifestyle,” Jeff said, completing my sentence.
I desperately wanted to hear more, but Mike and Tony arrived with the burgers. The look of lust in Tony’s eyes told me that Mike had been successful.
“I think you’ll like these burgers,” Tony said, looking directly at me, “double patties… with double cheese.”
I smiled. “How thoughtful,” I said in a sultry voice, “double is exactly what’s on my mind right now.”
Both Jeff and Peter put two and two together and gave me a discrete nod of approval.
Mike turned to the twins. “How would you two like to take a ride–”
“That won’t be necessary,” I said, interrupting my husband. “In fact, I think the twins will be joining us.”
It took a moment for Mike to comprehend what I’d just said. A wide grin crossed his face. “Sounds like double, double trouble.”
*****
With Jeff and Peter manning the helm on the flybridge, I approached Tony as the boat pulled away from the dock, suspecting that he’d be reluctant to make the first move. I’d played out several clever opening lines in my mind, but as I stood gazing into his eager eyes, none of them seemed appropriate. I bit down on my lower lip and jammed my hand inside of his baggy board shorts. The look in his eyes as I squeezed his cock was priceless.
“That was bold,” Mike said as he unzipped the back of my sundress.
Tony untied the cord of his shorts and let them fall to his ankles.
Mike slid my dress off my shoulders and pushed it to the ground, leaving me standing naked in front of his twin brother.
Tony smiled as he took in my body. “It’s been a while.”
I grinned and dropped to my knees. I glanced back to Mike, looking for reassurance that he was still on board.
“Go for it,” he said.
I turned immediately my attention back to Tony’s soft cock.
Mike steadied his brother as the boat rocked from side to side as it left the shelter of the harbor.
As he stiffened in my throat, I licked the underside of his cock and worked my way down to his balls.
“Mmmm,” he moaned as I alternated sucking them into my mouth.
“What’s the plan?” Mike asked, not exactly sure how I was going to manage two cocks at once.
I got to my feet and pushed Tony back into the horseshoe lounge on the transom. The twins stared down at us from the flybridge. I had no doubt that there would be two additional cocks in my future.
Tony held his cock at attention as I tossed my leg over him, ready to fuck him in a reverse cowgirl fashion.
He guided himself into me as I lowered myself onto his shaft.
“Ahhh,” I moaned as he filled my cunt. I motioned Mike over and watched him unbuckle his belt.
Tony rubbed my back as I leaned forward to suck my husband’s cock.
I took him deep as Tony massaged my ass. I couldn’t help but wonder if he shared his brother’s ass fetish. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember if I’d ever taken Tony up my ass. Although I couldn’t see it, I had no doubt he was checking out my asshole while he fucked me.
“Ready?” Mike asked the moment I had him hard.
I nodded. “Let’s do this.” I leaned back against Tony’s chest and spread my legs, pointing them straight up.
Mike stared down at my crotch to take in my wide open pussy stuffed full with his brother’s hard cock. He stroked himself, wondering how on earth he was going to find room for his cock.
I licked my lips and wrapped my fingers around his cock. I tried forcing him in over the top of his brother’s cock, but he thrust too early. The unexpected pleasure of his cock rubbing over my clit caught me by surprise. I held his cock against my clit while Tony used the interruption to pump me with his cock.
“Mmmm,” I cooed, “try that again…”
Mike winked at me as he continued rubbing his cock against my clit. There was no hiding the effect it had on me.
“Wait,” I whispered into Tony’s ear. I snatched Mike’s cock out of his hand and did my best to jam it in alongside Tony’s. Once again, Mike’s thrust missed its mark, and he raked my clit with the underside of his cock.
Mike frowned as I laughed out loud. He responded by slapping my pussy with the head of his cock, making direct contact with my clit. My laugh devolved into a piercing screech as an unexpected orgasm boiled up from my loins. I doubled over and grabbed my crotch, eager to keep it going with my fingers.
Mike smiled down at me as I rubbed out a full-blown orgasm while Tony fucked me, nearly bouncing me off his thrusting cock.
I could hear the twins applauding from the flybridge, and couldn’t help but laugh. My attempt at double vag may have been a failure, but my orgasm was the real deal.
I got to my feet and took my husband by the hand. “Let’s try it with me on top, and then have Tony try to sneak in from the back.”
“I like the sound of that,” Tony said, moving in behind me as I climbed on to Mike’s chest. He easily slipped his cock into my wet pussy and pumped me several times.
“Wait,” I said, “Mike needs to get in first… then you.”
Tony reluctantly pulled out of me to make room for my husband’s cock.
Once again, I felt Tony’s hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks, and knew exactly what he was staring at. I glanced over my shoulder at him. “Focus!”
Tony chuckled and forced his cock down on top of his brothers, trying to make room to pop himself into my cunt.
I winced at the pressure his cock put on my cunt. I reached back and used my fingers to try to force his cock into my cunt. “Push,” I shouted.
He did, with all his might.
“Eek,” I cried out, glancing back over my shoulder.
Tony looked at me, confused. “What?”
I giggled. For the second time today, I had a cock up my ass. “You’re in the wrong hole.”
“Sorry,” Tony said, easing himself back out of my ass.
“Rookie mistake,” somebody said.
I snapped my head around towards the sound of the voice. Jeff was halfway down the stairs and Peter was right behind him. I growled at them. “You think you can do better?”
“Damn straight,” Jeff said, dropping his shorts. “It’s all a matter of technique… and we have it down pat.”
I looked at him skeptically. “What do I do with these two?”
Peter laughed. “Finish them off… then we’ll take over.”
It occurred to me that this was my first ever DP… and it felt surprisingly good. Tony wasted no time and eagerly thrust back into me, nearly knocking me off Mike’s cock.
“Easy, Tony,” I said, rising to my hands and knees so I could push back down on my husband’s cock. With two cocks deep inside me, I steeled myself to take a double pounding.
“I’m ready,” Tony said, giving me a gentle love tap on my ass.
I licked my lower lip and sucked in a deep breath. “Me too,” I said, “go for it.”
Tony pumped my ass, leaving Mike struggling to match his rhythm. I gripped my husband’s shoulders and pushed back, doing my best to synchronize my body with theirs, content to let them have their way with me.
Mike gazed into my eyes. “Sorry about the double vag thing… will this do?”
I giggled and glanced over at Jeff and Peter. “For now,” I said, “but I think you two are about to get tag teamed.”
Mike followed my gaze and saw the twins, naked, stoking their cocks as they watched intently. He smiled, “Can you handle it?”
“Can you handle watching?” I said, winking at him.
He bit down on his lower lip and redoubled his effort, thrusting up into my cunt in rhythm with his brother pumping my ass.
I could tell he was close and muffled his moaning with a wet, sloppy kiss. I braced myself, ready to take a load in each hole.
“Aaaragh,” Tony cried out. I glanced over my shoulder and watched his eyes roll back as he unloaded deep in my ass.
“I’m coming…” Mike shouted, drawing my attention back to him. I fucked him furiously, milking his cock dry as I watched the pleasure in his eyes. It was enough to get me off for a second time, and I shrieked with delight.
After draining them both, I collapsed onto my husband’s heaving chest, gasping for breath.
*****
The sun had set, and there was a chill in the air. We moved to the inside cabin and sat on the sofa. Their youthful cocks were slightly bigger than Mike’s and Tony’s, and I had serious doubts about stuffing them both up my cunt at the same time. “So,” I said, “what’s the trick to pulling this off.”
Jeff grinned down at me. “Simple, wrap your hand around the head of our cocks and squeeze them together.”
“That makes sense,” I said, pressing their cocks together. It took both hands to squeeze them close enough to get one hand wrapped around both cock heads.
“Perfect,” Jeff said. “Now try sucking them… together.”
I opened my mouth wide, surprised that I could fit both cock heads in at once. After forcing my head down, I got nearly half their cocks into my mouth. Unable to swallow, saliva drooled down my chin.
“Holy fuck, Lisa,” Mike said, “that’s crazy hot.”
I glanced over at my husband and saw the amazement in his eyes. Emboldened, I stroked their cocks several times, slathering them with copious amounts of saliva.
Peter cupped the back of my head and pulled me back down on their cocks, forcing them into my throat. “One hole down, two more to go.”
I yanked my head back off their cocks and looked up, dumbfounded. I’d only signed up for two cocks up my cunt. No way was I taking two cocks up my ass.
Peter laughed at my reaction. “Relax, one hole at time…”
I couldn’t tell if he was serious or not, but I was certainly horny enough to attempt double vag. “Okay,” I said, “but only one hole… and I’m not talking about my ass.”
Jeff grinned and pulled me to my feet. “Let’s try this standing up… then we can move back to the sofa.”
Peter got behind me and sandwiched me between him and Jeff, pressing their hard cocks up against me. He gripped my ass with his hands and curled his arms, raising me off the floor.
I instantly realized what he had in mind and reached for their cocks. Once I squeezed their cock heads tightly together, I positioned them at the entrance to my cum soaked cunt.
“Good girl,” Peter whispered into my ear as he slowly lowered me onto their cocks.
I gasped as they entered me, stretching my entrance to accommodate both cocks. Once in, I released their cocks and continued sliding down their shafts, filling my cunt to the max with two hard cocks.
“Damn,” Tony said, “why couldn’t we figure out how to do that.”
We moved as one to the couch and flopped down, keeping both cocks deep in my cunt. I lay back on Peter’s chest and spread my legs up and open to give Jeff room to fuck me.
Peter cupped my breasts and squeezed my hard nipples as they slowly fucked me in unison. I cooed with delight as Jeff thumbed my clit. It only took about a dozen strokes to push me over the edge, screaming with pleasure as my body convulsed in a powerful orgasm.
Peter and Jeff let me catch my breath while my orgasm ran its course.
“That was unbelievable,” I said, “I’ve never come that hard before.”
Peter nudged me with his cock, reminding me they were still inside me. I could feel my slippery juices oozing down over their rock hard cocks.
Jeff glanced down at me. “Ready for more?”
I sucked in a deep breath, feigning ignorance. “More what?”
Jeff laughed. “You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”
I licked my lower lip and glanced over at my bewildered husband. His mouth moved, but no words came out. I couldn’t believe I was contemplating taking two cocks up my ass. I gave him a nervous smile. “Won’t I need some lube?”
Jeff winked at me. “Tony took care of that little detail when he blew his load in your ass.”
“If you say so,” I said, cautiously. “Just go easy on me.”
Peter reached for the underside of my thighs and lifted me. Jeff gripped both cocks as they slipped out of me, keeping them tightly together as I felt them press up against my gooey asshole. It took some effort, but Jeff was eventually able to stretch me open.
“Ahhh,” I gasped, as they pushed into me ever so slowly.
Mike leaned over for a closer look, blown away to see two cocks stretching my ass open.
I gripped his arm, apprehensive about how much more I could take.
Jeff sensed my concern and froze, giving me time to adapt. He once again thumbed my clit, taking my mind off my immediate predicament.
“Okay,” I said, sucking in a big breath. “Let me do it.” I gripped Jeff’s curled arms and pulled myself towards him, slowing inching my way onto their hard shafts. Judging from the look on Mike’s face, I must have been turning blue from holding my breath.
“Breath,” he shouted, as I finally bottomed out on their cocks.
I gasped for breath, sucking in as much air as I could.
“You did it,” Mike said, grinning from ear to ear. He held his hand out for a high-five.
I grinned and gave his hand a solid smack.
Jeff gripped my waist and eased me up their shafts, careful to keep both cocks in my ass.
Peter placed his hands next to Jeff’s and firmly gripped me.
I winced, realizing that I was about to get a serious ass fucking. I glanced to Mike for encouragement.
He mouthed the words, “Go for it.”
I motioned him over to me and grabbed his semi-erect cock when he got close. “How about I go for all four of you.”
Tony grinned and took up a position opposite his brother.
“Give me a second to get them hard,” I said, trying to buy some time.
“Make it quick,” Peter said, easing me down until I bottomed out on their cocks.
Tony cupped my breast and fondled my hard nipple. Mike quickly followed suit as I furiously jacked their growing erections.
Jeff couldn’t wait any longer and together with Peter began driving my up and down their hard shafts.
“Yes,” I shrieked, “give it to me… fuck me… fuck my ass.”
They did, hard and fast while I desperately jacked Mike and Tony, keeping my strokes synchronized with the ass pounding Peter and Jeff were dishing out.
“I’m getting close,” Peter said, gasping for breath.
I bit down on my lower lip, unable to respond. Every muscle in my body was telling me to stop… but I was determined to get all four guys off. I tightened my grip on Mike and Tony’s cocks.
“Aaaragh,” Jeff cried out, as he splattered my tits with a giant load of cum.
“Fuck yeah,” Peter shouted as he pulled me off his cock and jacked his load over my kinky pubes.
“Next,” Tony said, aiming his cock directly at my face.
I winced as he splatted my face with rope after rope of sticky white goo.
“Nice,” my husband said, gazing into my eyes.
I winked, and opened my mouth, giving him an obvious target.
He gritted his teeth and moved in close.
Peter lifted my head and position it just inches from Mike’s pulsing cock.
I forced my tongue back to close off my throat just as the first rope of cum entered my mouth. Relieved that I didn’t gag, I fluttered my tongue, daring him to give me more.
“Damn you’re nasty tonight,” Mike said, jacking the rest of his load into my waiting mouth.
When he was finished, I swirled his cum in my mouth, then swallowed it with a loud smacking sound. I winked at him and said, “Good to the last drop.”
Relieved that it was over, I rubbed their cum all over my face and body as all four guys cheered me on.
EPILOG
It was nearly midnight when Mike wheeled the Huracán into our driveway.
“Wake up, sleepyhead,” Mike said, shaking my arm.
I stretched as best I could in the confined cockpit. “When did I fall asleep?”
“As soon as I pulled onto I-84, over an hour ago.”
I took a deep breath and rubbed my face. “Sorry, must have been the beer. Guess I was exhausted.”
He chuckled. “Wonder why?”
I smiled and gave him a playful punch on the arm. “Were you surprised when I invited the twins?”
“Yeah,” he said, “what was that all about?”
“While you were getting burgers, I let it slip about why we were in the area.”
“About the pool party?”
“Not the clothing optional part, but as soon as I described the place, they knew exactly where it was.”
“You’re kidding?”
“Nope, in fact, they’ve been to several of Tom and Nancy’s lifestyle parties.”
He looked at me quizzically. “How on earth did those two hook up with Tom and Nancy… I mean, the twins are half their age?”
I smiled. “Half out age too.”
“Point taken… did they tell you?”
“Nope, but that’s a story I’d love to hear.”
Mike chuckled. “Perhaps you’ll get that chance. Do you remember telling Tony that he could have a rain check… on the whole double-vag thing?”
“Vaguely,” I said, trying to hide my enthusiasm. “The twins too?”
He reached over and tweaked my nipple. “They’re going to get back to me with a date… apparently we’re in line for an invite to Tom and Nancy’s next lifestyle party.”
“Sweet,” I said, reaching for my husband’s cock as I got to my knees.
He unzipped his pants. “I’m read for that blow job you promised me.”