"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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