"Laundry day"

I can't believe how hot it is, only May and already in the 90's. This heat is really getting to me, I need to get out of the city or at least got out of this house and away from all of the distractions here. I am incredibly frustrated lately. I bend to pick up the socks thrown haphazardly by one of my housemates.

"I hate laundry day!" I fume, throwing the sock in with the rest of the discarded clothing. "You would think they could at least put the laundry in the hamper."

I have shared a house with Steve and John all year. I was quite nervous about it when I first moved in. They seemed like nice enough guys and all, very good looking! But I knew things could get real strange if I were to become involved with either of them. I didn�t need to deal with any rivalries or anything so I made it quite clear to both of them that I was only doing this for the cheap rent and that there would be no messing around between us. They keep to themselves mostly and are gone a lot. Unfortunately that means I do most of the housework.

As I bend to pick up the towels from the floor, sweat drips in my eyes. Maybe I just need to go to the lake and swim for a few hours. I think to myself, knowing it won't happen. I have too much to do around the house and I have to study for finals this weekend too. Instead, I opt for a quick cool shower before I start the laundry.

The water falling over my body feels like soft kisses and gentle caresses. My mind turns to my roommates again. Both of them are the typical jock types always doing the weekend warrior thing, a sport for every season types. But that also means that they are constantly parading around the house in just boxers or shorts showing off their hard tanned bodies and leaving little to my active imagination. It has been very hard over these many months to stick to my own hands off policy. Perhaps next year I will get a different living arrangement and pursue one of them�but which one? Both of them are such great guys. My mind wanders to one of the many fantasies I have of them. Finally, I pull myself back to reality and remind myself of all the things they do to irritate me�like never helping with the laundry!

 As I dry myself off I feel that all too familiar ache again. It has been too long since I have had sex. It seems there�s just not enough time to work on a relationship right now. I look in the mirror at my body, tall and lean. My long blond hair hangs wetly around my shoulders. My hands slide up my flat belly and cup my breasts, gently pinching my hard nipples before sliding one hand down to my pussy. I indulge myself a bit, my fingers slipping between my lips as my thumb brushes my clit. Very soon I am moaning as an orgasm washes over me, leaving me feeling dizzy, my breath coming in short gasps. As it subsides I decide that I will definitely have to continue this later. I sigh. But first, the laundry!

I descend the basement stairs to the laundry room, grumbling to myself about how the guys have once again disappeared when there was work to do. A wave of coolness engulfs my body as my bare feet hit the cool concrete floor. Oh, this is nice; I am going to have to come down here more often. Sunlight filters in through the numerous windows, effectively illuminating the basement. I bask in the coolness feeling my mood improve as I make my way to the laundry room.

As I pass one of the smaller rooms that we have made into a storage area, a movement inside makes me stop in my tracks. I peer through the dimness to see Steve and John in the center of the room. "So, this is where they keep disappearing to!" I think to myself. Just as I am about to start chewing them out, my eyes adjust to the low light in the room and I realize what they are doing. My breath catches as my heart jumps up into my throat.

The sight mesmerizes me. Both of them are completely naked and kneeling on the floor facing one another. "God, they have beautiful bodies" I whisper to myself as I absentmindedly set down my basket of laundry. I watch with curious fascination as I realize that they both have very large erections and are rubbing them together. Fondling each other as they pump against one another. My eyes widen as their strokes become quicker and their breathing gets more ragged. They are both looking very intently down at their two shafts gliding against each other. I realize that I am breathing quite heavily and that my groin is hot and throbbing in time to their gyrations. I lean on the doorway so I can slide my fingers into my already soaking panties and let my fingers follow their rhythm. I imagine what it would be like to be in the room with them; my body pressed between their hard bodies. That image sets off an explosion deep within me.

Caught up in the moment a moan escapes my lips. They both freeze and turn to find the source of the noise. Simultaneously their eyes meet mine and a shock of electricity passes between all of us. My heart stops. I have been caught in my peeking. They drop their hands to their sides and quickly part from one another, looking as guilty as I am feeling. Panic in their eyes, they both open their mouths to give me some excuse. I speak first.

"No, I'm sorry you guys. Don't stop. It�s ok, really." I plead quietly "I was really enjoying watching you both. This is a fantasy I have had for quite a while. To see the two of you like this is quite breathtaking. Please, can I watch you?"

They look at one another unsure at first and then they silently reach some sort of a consensus. Steve turns to me.

 

"We have talked about having you down here with us several times, but you told us you didn't want any of this, we respect that, so we never asked".

"Would you like to just watch or join in with us?" asks John, a glimmer of hope in his eyes as they freely roam my body.

"Oh god, yes� I groan. �I'll join you."

I am so turned on at this point that I don�t hesitate, walking into the room, peeling off my clothes as I approach them. The state of arousal they had lost upon being discovered has now returned. Their cocks, glistening with pre-cum, are again standing proud, making my mouth water.

They take my hands, pulling me to my knees and positioning my body between theirs, my back to John and facing Steve. They begin to move together again, holding me firmly between their firm bodies. As their hands fondle my breasts and my ass their lips explore my neck and my back at the same time. Steve dips his head down and takes one hard nipple in his warm mouth, gently sucking on it and sending shivers all through my body. John�s hands cup my other breast and pull and twist gently on my nipple. I can feel the passion building to a frenzy.

All of these new sensations leave me breathless. Their two rock hard shafts slide back and forth in opposite directions against my wet pussy. The feeling is overwhelming! My hand reaches down; I must touch them! Holding both of them firmly against me, parting my lips so they can slide against my aching clit, I climax again and again. Each time brings a stronger desire to be closer to these two amazing men. My body is being torn apart by orgasms.

�Oh, my God! I have to have one of you inside of me.� My voice filled with desperation. �Somebody fuck me, quick!�

Steve leans back into a beanbag chair on the floor behind him. His strong, body glistening with sweat.

�We thought you would never ask. He smiles.

From behind John bends me forward into a kneeling position so that I am lying in Steve's lap, my breasts rubbing against his thighs and my mouth perfectly aligned with his beautiful hard penis. My back is stretched out and arched so my ass is up in the air in perfect alignment for the deepest penetration from behind. John slides deep in me as my mouth slides down on Steve's shaft. The sensation is incredible sending shivers of pleasure through my whole body.

I try to concentrate very hard on giving as much pleasure as I am being given. My tongue running up and down the underside of the throbbing cock and gently massage his balls. At the same time I reach under my body and massage the second set of pulsating balls. Groans escape from both men at the same time. As my hips are pulled back faster and with more urgency, I feel a scream rising from the deepest parts of my being. I stifle it by taking Steve�s cock completely into my throat and swallowing it all. I hear both men crying out as a moan escapes from my throat and orgasm carries away my senses. I am once again pushed over the edge of pleasure as I feel hot cum being pumped deep inside of me and filling my mouth at the same time. I eat it hungrily, savoring the tangy salty taste as it slides down my throat. Sucking every drop from Steve as John pumps his load into my throbbing pussy. We collapse together, exhausted and spent. Our bodies intertwined as our heartbeats slow and our breath returns. I kiss each of them thoroughly, thanking them for this incredible experience. Steve smiles at me.

"Well, if you ever want to do this again, you know where to find us."

We hold each other until the trembling stops and we have the strength to get up. Looking at the basket of clothes all over the floor in the hall, I decide that laundry day may not be such a bad thing after all.  

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