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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Enjoy another of my stories....
“Bye, Bye” you reply in the standard tone you find yourself repeating every morning as your partner goes off to work. It’s been a while since you felt that spark; the routine has become just that, routine. He leaves for work, you leave for work, you get home and he gets home. It’s the same old same old.
But today’s slightly different, you have a day off. You watch from the window as your partner walks off down the road, almost making sure he does go. For today you have something different in mind, ‘You time'. Although you haven’t quite worked out what exactly it is your going to do!
It’s a hot August day and the sun is coming out. So you lounge around for the first few hours waiting for the sun to fully rise. You forgot just how crap daytime TV actually was. It gets to 11 and you’ve done nothing, which makes a change, a change you’ve quite enjoyed! Suddenly there’s a knock at the door. You glance through the nets and see it’s a young guy in his late 20's in blue overalls. You consider ignoring it as you want to be alone, without the outside world interrupting your day. That and the fact you’re in only your lounge about dressing gown!
The knock comes again; you look out, now there are 2 guys. The second guy being about 30 years old, nice firm build with a good head of hair. You begin having visions of it being something serious, something that’s going to mean your day is well and truly interrupted. Intrigue takes over, that and the fact they won’t sod off!
You answer the door. “Morning love, sorry to bother you but there’s been a power surge from the central depot, we need to check all the fuse boxes down your road as a matter of urgency”. You’re struck by the fact you’ve never had men knock at your door that look as tasty as these two. Your mind refocus's, never straying from the routine of your day to day life since you and your partner fell into this rut.
“Oh of course that’s fine, come in” you reply once your mind is cleared of the thoughts that even shocked yourself.
“Don’t you want to see our ID love?!” The older one says waving his ID card in front of you. It’s something you always check, but for some reason you didn’t care. Possibly still confused by the not so routine thought you had when you saw two well built men at your door!
“Oh, yes, that’s fine. Come in. It’s just over here under the stairs” as you lead them the few steps to the cupboard under the stairs. You fuss about, clearing the loose carrier bags and empty boxes that have gathered in front of the fuse box.
“Well I am John and this is Mark for your information madam” the older of the two guys says as he puts his toolbox down in the hallway.
John & Mark begin working on the fuse box. “Cup of tea lads?” you ask trying to be the ideal host, even if it is two workmen you still want to show you run a tight ship at home.
“If that’s the best offer we are going to get then yeah please, milk two sugars love” Mark replies, you’ve noticed that “love” seems to flow from these two workmen’s mouth as if it is the most common word in their vocabulary, usually you would frown on the common word but for some reason you quite like it.
“Mark quit it” John snaps in quick reply to the cheeky remark about all you are offering. It’s clear that John is the boss, merely trying to curb Marks cheeky builder humor.
“Sorry love, these youngsters eh??” John remarks to you, quite obviously thinking the same as Mark was but just trying more to make the professional appearance.
“'Don’t worry, it’s not everyday a lady gets two men flirting with her!” You freeze, the cheeky grin that graced your face as you made the comment you suddenly turn to a startled look. “JESUS. Did I just say that out loud??!!” you think to yourself as you turn towards the kitchen to hide the rosy colour you’ve gone. You feel weird though, it felt... Well... Naughty. And you think you liked it.
“What about you, how’d you like it?” you ask John.
“Err I thought you were just offering tea!” he laughs, Mark joining in like two school boys who have just flirted with their teacher in their adolescence, ever so proud of themselves. Looks like they are both cheeky lads you think to yourself. You don’t find yourself rowing for shore on the comment. Your mind begins to stray as you stand in the hall watching them. Thoughts that you’ve not experienced for... Well.... Ever!
Suddenly you break the prolonged silence and you let the little devil sitting on your shoulder take the reins. And then it happens, you shock yourself let alone them, “Well lads, would you prefer more than just tea?” A smirk appears on your face like the devil has taken over your body and mind. You forget you’re in just your lounge gown. The guys pause, jaws virtually drop. They flirt yeah, but not many women flirt back. They both glance at your body, you can feel them wandering up and over your body with their eyes. You know exactly what they are thinking. You want to play a game. Your game. After all, you wanted a 'you day'.
You stare devilishly at them and whisper in a seductive voice you didn’t even know you had “I know what you’re thinking, and no I’m not wearing anything underneath”
They look at each other and smirk. The flirting has stopped. They’ve read you like a book. They’ve become more forward, like two foxes hunting their prey. You can almost see, and feel, them drooling at the thought of ravishing their prey, you.
You can’t resist. It’s been a long time since a man has shown you so much attention, let alone two men. You love the feeling of them watching you, yearning for you. You undo your dressing gown at the waist, watching them with intent as they watch and dribble at your every move. You love the power. You love the fact these younger men want you so badly, and aren’t hiding it. You’ve never felt this powerful or wanted. You drop the string around your waist, the sides of your gown drop revealing half of each of your breasts. Nipples being rubbed by the edging on the robes sides as they hang over your breasts.
You smile as you see the guys move slowly over your body with their beady eyes. “Well lads, aren’t you going to join me?” They smile and look at each other once more. The look says it all. They can’t decide what to do, let alone whose going to do it first! You stand there almost feeling like an idiot. The routine mind starts to wander back, “Shit what am I doing?” and then the devil inside answers you back “Enjoying yourself”.
You ponder about the possibility of them not wanting you, what a desperate fool you feel. But then, like a mind reader, Mark approaches across the hall. Your heart speeds up as he gets closer. Your fear, passion, intrigue, excitement all increasing with each of the four steps he takes to reach you.
He places his hand above your shoulder up against the wall, leaning into you, trapping you between the wall and his body. He looks you in the eye, “John I think we should look after this naughty lady, at once” You smirk, never have you felt so good about yourself.
You look over to your left and see John still in the same position but now virtually naked other than he’s boxers. “Fast mover aren’t we John?”
John smirks back, “Well I have so much to do before your partner gets home”. The mention of your partner makes you feel a twitch between your thighs that suddenly increases and feels like it’s pulsating. You then realize, before the innocence in you takes over, that it is too late….. Marks hand is placed firmly on your exposed mound rubbing at the door to your inner walls.
You lean your head back and close your eyes, biting your bottom lip. “Ummmmm take me” You want to be controlled, shown the way, ravished like never before. Your gown drops off of your breasts exposing them fully. Like an invitation Mark moves his mouth onto your breasts, sucking one at a time, not being gentle he sucks like he wants to get to the good bit before John does. It’s not your usual preferred way of being orally pleasured but by god it feels fucking good.
Opening your eyes you look over to John to see him with his cock out and neatly placed in his palm, stroking it as he stands watching Mark sucking on your nipples whilst rubbing your now extremely moist clit. Mark stands and looks deep into your eyes, his hands busily, flustered, undoing his flies, you stare back you can almost read his mind. His look just says it. He sees you as a goal, a mission, he wants to seriously fuck you. You glance down, wow. An image of your partners cock enters your mind, both of these excel him. Perfect you think as you smile.
Your worries that Mark might need guidance are short lived. Although he is rough and straight to the point your about to realize just how good that can be. In one fast swoop he grabs your thighs, whips your legs from under you. Your back falls hard against the wall as your crotch moves forward, Mark pulling your thighs towards his waist, holding them either side of his body. His cock hits your slit, the pre cum can be seen as it slides towards your body. In a matter of seconds you’re being rammed hard and fast up against the wall. You almost have the breath taken out of you as he slams inside you thrusting you up against the wall. You look over at John, stroking himself faster as he watches the show, such a turn on. Both men aroused so much from you. You’ve never felt so good.
You can feel Mark works out, arms are bulging, his muscles up against your flesh of your thighs. You don’t need to hold on to him; therefore your breasts have never looked so inviting to yourself. You can’t resist, rubbing the fleshy breasts roughly whilst feeling one man inside you and another arms length away wanking away watching you. Just as you thought, Marks looking to fuck and fill you hard and fast, he starts to enlarge inside you, it feels good. You don’t care it’s not been long; he’s got plenty of time to recover while you are seen to by John!
You love being able to relax, let them take over your body. You close your eyes again as he swells near to explosion. Too late for second thoughts, you’re committed now, just as he unleashes a shot of something you’ve not felt for a long time. It feels as if life has just gone into slow motion, either that or he is shooting for Britain! His spunk filling you, creaming your now extremely sensitive clit. He slides his cock out. Lowering you gently down, the first time he has been so delicate. You stand, your legs trembling, but not enough to stop you wanting more.
You look at John. He seems happy enough watching, but you’re not. You drop to your knees. Marks thick shaft dangling in front of you, virtually dripping at the tip with yours and his juices. You can’t resist, you take it in your hand and rub it slowly watching it intently as the juices drip with each thrust. You’ve never studied a cock so much. You’re mesmerised. You want it again. You slide the tip into your mouth. Like a newly born virgin you slide Mark slowly into your mouth, caressing each vein and contour with your tongue as you go. You look up once he’s fully inserted into your mouth. He smirks as he looks down at you. God you feel like a dirty slut. Something’s taken over your body today, and by god you love it.
You look round at John, he’s stepped closer. “Is he shy? Does he not think I want both?” you wonder. You place your hand on his shaft, his yet to cum. You can tell. He’s swollen, thicker than Mark. My god, he’s circumcised as well. This makes you ever so much more intrigued. Your first circumcised cock. You’ve heard they feel better. You want to know. You slide your mouth onto his hard member. This time no virgin, just a filthy slut yearning to taste more cum. You toss him off fast and hard sucking on the tip of his shaft. Almost milking him, wanting his juices to become yours. It doesn’t take long; he closes his eyes, his head tilts back and then, he explodes. Fuck me he explodes hard. You regret taking his sticky warm load in your mouth. You’d have loved to have felt such a thick hard shot in between your thighs. The feeling against your clit would have sent you to another level.
The passion sets in, now Marks rubbing his shaft at the sight. You love it. It’s like a male pick and mix stand and you most certainly have the scoop and the bag. You stand up, now realizing the two of them are yours to play with. “Follow me boys”. You lead them into the front room. As you enter the doorway, you drop your gown to the floor. The two men following behind, seeing every curve of your now different body.
You enter. You know what you want. “Strip off and sit down, let’s get this party started” They don’t need asking twice. Both sit on the sofa. Both still hard, although not fully erect it must be said. You climb onto John, your thighs either side of his; you guide his shaft into your very wet pussy. Feeding him inside you, taking it slowly, lowering yourself gradually, the sensation of your mound touching his cock is all it needed to make him rock solid for you. Your first circumcised cock entering you, you want to feel each and every contour of his flesh as it enters. Yes they are right, it certainly feels better. The tip of the shaft like a solid helmet. More defined.
Fully inserted inside your body. His member now pushing against your juicy mound. You smile at him. He’s softer and gentler than Mark. You lift yourself up, then back down then up increasing the pace, he gets more into it, holding your ass cheeks he begins to bounce you on his lap. You lean forward, resting your hands on the back of the sofa. You look right; Mark is smiling, loving the show. But he’s left out. You arch your back. Waving your ass in the air. You nod your head back towards your ass and smirk. He reads you well.
Mark stands and moves behind you, you feel his hands caressing your ass cheeks moving round to your asshole. You feel his thumb inserting into your ass. You wonder what he’s doing, and then you feel it, a juicy dollop of spit lands on your ass opening, dribbling into your body via your asshole. It feels good. Dirty, raunchy…. slutty. Then you realize why, he lines his cock up, you feel the tip pushing against your hole, the minimal lube he takes time to get himself inside you. He pushes firmer and firmer inside you. Your body bouncing hard and fast on John, making Marks aim more awkward. Eventually you feel he has got the first few inches in, and he’s nearly fully inserted. You slow, making sure you slow to a stop just as you grind down on Johns thick shaft. This allows you to feel him fully inserted inside your warm, wet, messy hole as you feel Mark become fully inserted into your tight ass.
Mark glances down, sees he’s fully buried into your ass and so pushes on your ass using it as leverage to slide out then thrusts back in, in the same movement when he thrusts in he pushes you forward and further down onto Johns now swelling shaft. The feeling is something like never before. You never realized the skin separating your ass and pussy was so thin let alone so sensitive. You feel both their shafts pulsating against the same piece of skin as they fully enter you, and by god you’re ready to cum.
The guys take over, they pound, fuck, shag, ram their way deeper and deeper with each thrust. You’re not in control. You’re being used and abused by two very nice tightly fitting thick shafts. Both of which are now swelling at the feeling of your slutty holes wrapped around their cocks. You realize you’ve begun sweating from such a filthy session, heightening the thrill, the passion. You can’t hold back anymore. You arch your back, head rising towards the ceiling as you let out an orgasmic scream you’ve never known you were capable of. Your inner walls tremble and grip at their shafts, sending both guys into a synchronized meltdown. Mark shoots hard and deep into your ass, a feeling you’ve never felt before. So many new experiences in one dose. The pressure of Mark exploding inside your ass causes John to do the same. Filling your mound his juices overload your hole and you feel that your lips have had to open slightly to let the excess juices drip down out of your hole and down his shaft. But to your amazement Mark hasn’t finished, you feel him clench his buttocks, push forward and unleash another, not so hard, spunking of cream inside your ass.
Your body feels powerless, as if you know you should get off the ride but you just can’t because it’s oh so good.
You collapse forward onto John’s chest. All three of you are too worn out to move. You feel you’re not the only one sweating. The passion has burnt more calories than any daily run could have, but with so much more fun! Mark slides his cock out from inside your ass; you feel his now limbering shaft slide through and down your ass cheeks, his juices leaking out down your crack. God you feel slutty. John pushes you over to his side, wondering what’s next in store for you you willingly comply. You lay back on the sofa, literally too fucked too move. John gets to his knees on the sofa and with one hand moves your head towards his dripping cum soaked cock, his other hand holds his shaft feeding it into your mouth. You don’t resist, you’ve always had a secret passion for tasting yourself, mixed with a guys spunk just makes the cocktail that bit more special.
Mark gets up on the sofa to the other side of you, “Don’t forget to clean me up as well” he cheekily remarks. You don’t resist or decline, turning to his shaft you want to know which tastes better. You don’t release John from your grip, rubbing your palm up and down his member as you suck on Marks aroused cock. Closing your eyes tasting the succulent taste suddenly the moment is shattered……
The door bell goes, All three of you freeze, you haven’t got a clue who it'd be, and you don’t care. You continue stroking, switching from Johns to Mark and replacing Marks throbbing cock with Johns in your mouth. Another ring on the door bell comes, swiftly followed by the sounds of the locks turning…. “SHIT IT’S MY PARTNER!” comes your extremely alarmed voice.
The three of you jump up. You grab your robe from the doorway and sling it on. The guys grab their overalls from the hall and duck back into the living room to get changed. You enter the hall “Hey hunny, Sorry was just chatting to the electricity men, they’ve come to check the fuse box, what are you doing home so early?”
“Early? Its 5pm, you have been chatting haven’t you!” He replies. He walks into the living room “Hello lads, what’s the problem? Apart from my missus keeping you from your work with her yakking all day!”
John chimes up, the gentleman as you thought, “Actually she’s been a nice change from the other boring buggers! We’ve had a power surge and just checking all the fuse boxes, we are done now so we’ll be off”.
You smirk as you stand behind your man, feeling the remnants of the days “entertainment” beginning to trickle down and through your still moist lips.
As the guys leave you wave goodbye with a glint in your eye. “You haven’t even got dressed yet, crikey, they must have thought you were giving them the come on dressed like that”. You absorb the comment from your partner whilst the memories flash through your mind. You realize the routine is about to set in again and the fantasy filled day has come to an end. You can’t look at your partner so head towards the kitchen and shout back at him “So, what do you want for dinner then?”
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so good 
