As my body relaxed, and I floated back to earth, the guys slid up to their pillows beside me. I kissed them both, getting an extra shiver as I tasted myself on Jeremy's face.
I sat up on my knees between their shoulders, leaned forward, and took Chad's cock into my mouth. I drew it in slowly, swirling my tongue under the swollen head. I gave it a couple of slow strokes, gripped its base with my fist, and leaned over to Jeremy's cock. I sucked it in, getting a deep groan in appreciation.
I alternated, giving each dick several long, strong strokes. I had never sucked two dicks at the same time before, and it's a lot of work, but I never let up, going back and forth. Both guys were clearly enjoying themselves, and for me, leading two guys to orgasm at once was more than double the fun. Jeremy came first, shooting his load into the back of my throat. I fisted Chad while I swallowed everything Jeremy gave me, then concentrated on Chad. Soon he tensed up, moaned loudly, and exploded down my throat.
I eased back onto my pillow, glowing in contentment, ready to relax. Jeremy, though, had enough time to recover and get hard again while I finished blowing Chad. He pulled me on top of him, lifted my hips slightly, enough to get his cock aligned with my slit, and buried himself in me. He didn't need to start slow and build up -- we were both so ready that after a few slow strokes to make sure we were well aligned, he just went to town, fucking me hard, double-timing up into me.
I cruised, matching every thrust of his hips with one of my own, loving how well we fit together. In almost no time I felt that heavenly swell building in my gut, and I leaned forward so I could thrust harder. Jeremy teased my nipples as my breasts hung and swayed. When he came his cock twitched deep inside me, and I came with him, collapsing on top of him. He continued pumping up into me as our final contractions massaged each other.
I glowed, my head resting on his shoulder, his arms around my waist. Post-coital cuddling is one of my favorite things, it's another thing both guys excel at.
I barely had time for a couple of breaths. I slid off of Jeremy, and Chad pulled me onto him. I didn't want to be on top again, so I rolled us over.
Obviously no one here needed foreplay. He pounded me like a runaway oil derrick. He is usually my Marathon Man, but not this time -- he told me later that lasting that long takes considerable effort, which he doesn't need to do when it's the three of us. In a few strokes, he could tell that I was ready to cum again. He lifted his torso, supporting himself on his arms, and his breathing got fast and shallow, which usually means he's about to cum. He buried his shaft in me, his pubic bone massaging mine, and we clinched each other's body tight, and came. And came. And came. We lingered in a nice post-orgasmic snuggle, then I slid out from under him.
Once more I settled between them, and I don't think any of us were awake for another minute. The math worked well: Chad plus Jeremy plus Mandy, times cumming twice each, equals three happy campers.
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Monday morning, I was first to awaken. I was the middle spoon, snuggled into Jeremy, with Chad nestled into my back. Chad woke a minute later -- I felt his erection poking me in the lower back. Trying to be subtle and let Jeremy sleep, I slowly turned to face Chad, and he greeted me with a deep kiss. I became aware that Jeremy was also awake when he turned towards me and caressed my hip, waist, and breast, with HIS erection poking me in the lower back.
I turned onto my back, and there we were again -- me in the center, both guys facing me. They both leaned in, and I went back and forth, getting sensuous kisses on both sides, just by turning my head. I reached down and came up with a throbbing hard-on in each hand. Not a bad way to start the day!
This time, they brought their erections to me, kneeling on either side of my shoulders. Now, when I turned my head, rather than getting kisses, I got cocks in my mouth. I began by giving each one a stroke or two, then I began lingering a little longer on each one. I was in blow-job heaven -- I love giving head, and the guys clearly loved what I was doing.
I gave each cock a good ten or fifteen strokes before switching to the other. One of the guys caressed my pussy, and as I switched dicks, he buried a couple of fingers in me. I was so wet they slipped right in, and he began stroking me at exactly the same speed that I was blowing them -- it felt incredible, like I was somehow driving a cock into myself every time I plunged over one of them.
It must have been Chad who fingered me, because the next time I lifted off him and took in Jeremy, he pulled his finger out and kissed his way down my tummy toward my pussy. I don't know exactly what he does down there, but it's magic. He knows exactly where all the hot spots are, and how to amaze me with his lips and tongue. I think it has something to do with suction, but it feels too freaking good to worry about analyzing it.
What he did was so enthralling I got distracted and lost my rhythm on Jeremy's dick. He thrust into my mouth to compensate, and I sucked extra hard, wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock to keep him from pushing past the back of my throat. I sucked, he plunged, and we went faster and faster, while Chad continued bedazzling my clit.
Jeremy was obviously ready to cum, and I felt the familiar waves washing over me. My thighs squeezed Chad's face and I moaned, and that sent Jeremy over the edge. He pushed deep into my mouth and held it there, erupting down my throat. As our orgasms peaked, Chad continued tantalizing my clit, and I swirled my tongue around the tip of Jeremy's cock. We took our time floating back to earth.
Chad had been patient, but he had a raging hard-on, and now it was time to give that some attention. I raised myself onto my hands and knees, intending to lean over and suck him in while he lay on his back, but he was too eager for that. He raised up on his knees and plugged his cock into my mouth.
Jeremy flattened out on his back and slid his face under my pussy, pulling my hips down to lower my slit to his lips. I was still so sensitive from my orgasm that in no time he had me right on the edge of cumming again.
I focused that energy onto Chad's cock. I face-fucked him fast, except about every fourth or fifth plunge, when I had him fully surrounded, I'd hold, suck extra hard, and swirl my tongue around the underside of his dick. I'd draw out extra-slow, swirling the whole way, then resume the fast strokes. I've never known a guy who could resist that type of onslaught for long. Before long, he was gushing into my mouth, and I exploded into my own orgasm on Jeremy's face.
The math, although getting more complicated, still worked: two dicks times two blow jobs, plus one pussy times two tongues, divided by two guys plus one girl, equals one terrific morning.
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After we made ourselves a light brunch, I got my car keys and said, "Alright, guys, everybody out, meet me at the park in fifteen minutes. We need to talk."
Chad said, "Let's just talk here, we don't have to go anywhere else."
I said, "Actually, we do. At the park, no one can pull my clothes off and distract me, and there aren't any beds to fall into."
Jeremy said, "Well, there's no reason to take three cars, let's all ride in my 4Runner."
I held up my hand and said, "No. There IS a reason. After we talk, my poor overwhelmed brain needs some time to think, and, no offense, I need you guys gone." I resolutely headed for the door. They gathered their stuff and headed for their cars, looking like a couple of puppies whose toys had been taken away.
In the back of the park, there is a wooded section, with some paved paths winding through it. A few rustic, gravel trails split off, ending in small glades, with stumps and logs for sitting. They're very private, perfect for talking freely. I led the guys to one.
Our nook was about the size of a bedroom, surrounded by trees and dense underbrush, with a little open sky above us. The trail was lined with crushed granite, which would loudly announce if anyone approached. I sat the guys down on a log, and paced in front of them for a second.
"So, um, for starters, you can't be serious about both moving in."
They both responded excitedly. I held up my hand in the universal "stop" gesture, and said, "One at a time! Jeremy?"
"Well, I wasn't 100% serious when I said that. But I wasn't 100% kidding, either."
Chad nodded his head, "Same here. I was just running with the moment. But..."
Jeremy also nodded, "Yeah, but..."
I couldn't believe what they were implying. "But, what?"
Chad spoke first, "But, you have to admit, last night was pretty spectacular."
Jeremy grinned, and said, "This morning, too."
I said, "So you're actually thinking about moving in?" They shook their heads. Finally, a little sanity!
"But," I said, "it sounds like you're saying we should go forward as a trio."
They both nodded. I was dumfounded. Again. I said, "How would we do that?"
"What do you mean?" Chad asked.
"I mean, do we continue as we've been, two couples going out on different nights, or do we start doing things all three of us together?"
"Some of both?" Jeremy said.
"Yeah, I think both," Chad agreed.
My mind raced, overwhelmed. Chad said, "It would be unusual, that's for sure. We'd have to make up a lot of it as we went along. But, Mandy, one of the things I love about you is you're so flexible, so nonjudgmental, so willing to try different things."
Jeremy jumped in, "Yeah, you solve problems so well, without any unnecessary drama. If anyone could navigate such an unusual path, it would be you."
Out of all the approaches people use to try to influence my behavior, the one I'm least able to defend against is flattery. I mean, how could I deny such a compliment?
"You guys are serious..." They both nodded. I paced back and forth. "This is insane." More nods. "I mean, you haven't even known about each other for 24 hours."
"Well, technically," Chad said, "but it was clear there was somebody else."
"Yeah. Obviously. I didn't know who it was, but there have been so many nights where you had 'other plans' that you were vague about. I don't picture you having a chain of one- or two-nighters, so I was sure there was another guy."
"Yeah. All that's different now is, I know who it is."
Maybe I wasn't exactly stunned, but I was surprised. "And you both stayed with me while you knew I was seeing someone else?"
"Well, we're good together," Jeremy said. "I'm having fun."
"Yeah, same here. I'm not exactly in a hurry to settle down."
"Me either. 'If it ain't broke, don't fix it,' and all that."
I paced in little circles, muttering "This is nuts," for the next few minutes. Several times, the guys started to say something. Each time, I gave them the "stop" signal.
Finally, I sat between them. I took both their hands.
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but for now, I'm not ruling anything out. Don't get me wrong, I'm not agreeing to anything. Anything. But, you're right, last night and this morning were amazing."
Neither of them spoke. I continued, "What do we do now?"
I meant that in the big-picture sense. The guys took it differently -- what they wanted to do was go back to my bedroom for another round. They each placed one of my hands on their groins, showing me that they both "needed attention." They may have thought that their hard-ons earned them a trip back to the house, but I saw a simpler way.
It would have been easier to blow them, and we were secluded enough back there to do that without being caught, but I had a cocksucker's version of writer's cramp -- I had already given four blowjobs in less than twelve hours!
I fucked Jeremy first. I dropped my shorts and panties, and kicked them and my shoes off. So much for "no one can pull my clothes off and distract me!"
I knelt in front of Jeremy, still seated, and got his cock out -- he was as hard as I've ever seen him. He pulled my top over my head, making me completely naked. I straddled him, my back to him, and lowered myself over his cock. I took his entire length in one pass -- I guess I also "needed attention."
I fucked him fast and hard from the start, rather than the usual starting slow and accelerating. He was so aroused that before long, he was cumming up into me. I was oh so near, but didn't quite go with him. I wasn't worried -- I had another hard cock waiting for me.
By the time Jeremy had put his dick away, Chad had his out. This was Chad's first outdoor sex, at least with me, and like Jeremy, he was harder than usual. He bent me over, and standing behind me, drove straight into me. Gripping my hips for leverage, he fucked me relentlessly. As with Jeremy, he came quickly and explosively. This time I came too.
The math was great: hard guy, times two, divided by naked girl in the sunlight, equals one great trip to the park.
As I drove home, I was relieved that it didn't seem like I would have to decide between the two of them after all. But I realized that left me with another tough decision: was I actually going to go forward with two guys? I went home to try to make some sense of things.
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The possible combinations were, obviously, two couples, and one trio. Their idea, to do some of each, seemed like a good starting point. In a perfect world, we'd do couple, couple, trio, every weekend. That math, however, didn't work -- that's three scenarios, but most weekends only have two date nights. I didn't want a third date on Saturday afternoon or Sunday, because there is more to life than dating -- chores and errands, for example.
I was sure we'd work it out. But where to start?
There's a quaint little town about an hour away, with an awesome bed and breakfast. It's near some very scenic hiking, making it attractive to my nature boy Jeremy. Around the town square there are several art galleries featuring talented regional painters and photographers, and a couple of cafes featuring excellent local bands, making it attractive to my bohemian Chad. The b&b had a room available, so I booked it. We'd spend the weekend there.
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Friday afternoon, we loaded into Jeremy's SUV, checked into to the b&b, and had dinner on the square. Once we got back to the room, Jeremy plied his oral magic on my clit while I swallowed Chad, then they swapped ends. I got a satisfying mouthful from each of them, and I got to cum twice. Then I fucked each of them, and came twice more. All that cumming seemed fair to me, I was the one doing double duty! Besides, neither of them seemed to feel cheated, they each got to cum twice.
Saturday morning, we set the alarm for a quarter of sunrise, and headed out for an early hike. It had the double benefit of beating the afternoon heat, and avoiding breakfast at the b&b, where the conversation would inevitably include who we were. I couldn't picture it: "Hi, I'm Mandy, this is my boyfriend Chad, and this is my other boyfriend Jeremy. We're in the room at the top of the stairs with the oversized bed. Sorry 'bout all the noise..."
Our hike was great, seemingly endless beautiful scenery, the sun playing peek-a-boo through the trees, with a steady refreshing breeze. We got back mid-afternoon, showered and changed, and hit the square. We cruised some of the galleries, ending up at one of the cafes for dinner and live music. The food was outstanding, and the band, a roots-rock quintet that seamlessly merged old-school rock'n'roll, blues, and country, was even better.
If I had one final chance to find a decision-making point in the guys' behavior as we combined their preferred activities, it didn't happen: bohemian Chad had a good time hiking, and nature boy Jeremy enjoyed the galleries and music. Dammit, guys, do you have to be so agreeable?
When we got back to our room, we began exploring the possibilities of two guys and one girl a little more seriously. What we had done so far seemed so edgy and out there, but looking back on it, it was actually pretty tame -- basically all we had done was be naked together and take turns. MMF threesomes have more possibilities, where the girl, in particular, becomes a lot more active. I'm talking, of course, about double penetration. That night, we became a three-headed beast for the first time.
We started out as usual, the guys sucking my breasts and licking my slit. Then I maneuvered to where I could go back and forth sucking their cocks. Once I got them nice and hard, I reclined, with Jeremy at my waist, romancing my pussy with his tongue, and Chad at my head, plunging his cock into my mouth. To me, it was like being on the bottom of a sixty-nine, except the tongue on my pussy and the dick in my mouth belonged to different guys.
I spun around, taking Jeremy into my mouth. Chad, however, rather than tonguing my pussy, slid his cock between my outer lips. He worked the head up and down, moistening the tip, and eased it in. I was so wet he met no resistance, and slid easily all the way to the hilt. He started slowly and gently, easing in and out of me.
This was my first time taking two dicks at once, and at first, it was a disaster. Having one going in and out of my mouth while the other penetrated my pussy in a different rhythm was utterly distracting. I couldn't focus on either one. I hated it.
Before I got too frazzled, though, everything magically synchronized. It made all the difference -- when they plunged into me simultaneously, it was heavenly. What was that old ad slogan, "Double your pleasure, double your fun?" True that! The sensations were incredible -- so different from anything I'd ever done. I loved it. It's a lot of dick, but I LOVE dick, at least I love these two, and having them both in me at once was electrifying.
Every minute or so, I flipped ends. Luckily, I'm not repulsed by the taste of my own honey. Getting a fresh taste every time I turned around emphasized what a totally decadent act this was for me, and made me feel hotter. I was also able to leave each dick coated in a thick sheen of saliva each time I spun around, keeping everything fresh and slick.
After several rounds in each direction on my back, the next time I swapped ends, I flipped over onto my hands and knees. Of course that meant the guys had to reposition as well. It was very different: on my back, I got to concentrate on the delicious sensations of two dicks pumping in and out of me, but I couldn't contribute to the motion. On my hands and knees, I could sway with them, adding another layer of pleasure to the moment.
After changing directions several more times, my gut began to flutter, blossoming into a glow. The guys must have been on the verge of cumming as well -- they thrust harder, and deeper, on both ends. Chad gripped my hips, slapping his thighs against my cheeks, and Jeremy laced his fingers in my hair, plunging into my mouth. I sucked harder, and pulled my knees together, making my pussy tighter -- I was very near, and I wanted the guys to cum when I did.
We came in a sexual chain reaction, one after the other, moaning and groaning, maintaining our combined motion for as long as we could. We fell into a pile of limbs, breasts, pussy, faces, and dicks. Slowly, as we decompressed, we sorted ourselves into a group hug, one amazing guy on either side of me.
The math was getting more interesting: two guys times two cocks, divided by one girl times one mouth plus one pussy, equals three ferocious orgasms.
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Sunday, we also started early. We took a different sunrise hike, getting back to the room in time for quick showers before checking out. We visited the antique mall and some more galleries -- nature boy Jeremy bought a beautiful art photo of sunset over a canyon, and bohemian Chad bought a different shot from the same photographer. We caught an early dinner at the other cafe, where the food was also excellent. We left, however, before the music started -- we had an hour-long drive in front of us, and Monday was a work day.
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