Sharing and Enjoying Together

Sharing and Enjoying Together

Everybody in this anecdote is above the age of 18 and completely okay with the scenario.

The last couple of weeks have been tough for me, but I enjoy assisting parents who are trying to resolve issues concerning their children, particularly when they're going through a bitter divorce.

The couple I'm working with now is unbearable. They can't seem to pass even two minutes in the same space without yelling and hurling accusations at each other.

I'm not entirely opposed to the concept of marriage, and I do imagine having my own family one day. However, my thoughts haven't been venturing in that direction lately because of the awful experiences I've had in the past.

I couldn't be happier that it's Friday, so I can relax and spend time with my friends enjoying a few drinks.

I'd recently locked up my office, hailed an Uber, and bid farewell to my assistant, Lisa. It was actually quite difficult to contain my excitement for the fun ahead with my buddies.

Meg had just returned from her honeymoon in Hawaii and was seated at our usual booth at Joey's Bar and Grill. We began teasing her about how she still looked like a radiant bride.

One of us asked what her experience at the honeymoon was like. As they were aware that she'd waited until after the marriage to bed her partner, we were curious. Meg merely gave a mischievous grin without sharing much of the details.

When the server came around to take our orders, we let Kimmie handle it so she could provide her recommendations of what we wanted.

Nostalgic, thinking about my first time, I couldn't even recall it clearly. The guy was from my first year of college, and the whole event was so fast, it felt underwhelming.

We were eager to hear a little about her first time as well, so we pressed her. Meg's eyes sparkled shamelessly. "Well, let's just say we didn't see much of the island."

We were happy for her happy ending, even though if anyone was ever patient enough, we didn't have it in us.

As a single girl at 28, never having a fella in my life since I'd broken up with my previous boyfriend over a year ago, I knew I wouldn't have waited.

Trina mentioned our deepest unspoken sexual desires to us and Kimmie ordered another round.

"No," I dismissed, disapproving at the thought. "I don't think I'd ever want to redo my first time. Even though my mind is teeming with kinky fantasies, it's not something I'd want to vocalize."

Denise said her deepest desire was to have sex with her husband without him stopping once, and tossing the comforter over them as their children interrupted them, asking for water.

While we laughed so hard we had tears in our eyes, Denise pointed her finger at Trina and me. "You two are cupids of single status. I'm sure you both have some hidden, naughty daydreams you've never shared."

I sipped on my margarita and let a tender smile form on my lips, well aware of the fact that some fantasies are much better left unshared.

It was then that Trina, surprising us all, claimed she'd never divulged it to anyone before but her wildest fantasy was being forced into sexual intercourse.

We burst into laughter at her scandalized reaction and Meg's astonished gasp. Trina inaccurately waved her hand and admitted, "Of course, I'd never want to be assaulted, that would be terrible. The scenario that excites me would be if my boyfriend wanted to force himself on me, waking me unexpectedly out of deep sleep, fully erect with the intent of lacking my consent."

As we all fanned ourselves gleefully, we pretended to be affected by Trina's bold confession. Trina just laughed confidently. "I know it's getting you heated."

As the night progressed and alcohol flowed, we found ourselves in an engaging conversation as we shared the wildest sexual encounters we've experienced. Each person, me included, opened up about their desires, passions, and some of the craziest fantasies one could imagine.

To our shock, shy and seemingly innocent Meg confessed her lust for getting dominated by her partner. She loved giving up full control and allowing her husband to go wild on her. Just the thought of his body sliding between her thighs as she fervently climaxed sent shivers down her spine.

Trina, the quiet librarian, revealed that her fantasies revolved around being restrained. Who would've thought she was into BDSM? Her secret was intriguing and shocking, to say the least.

With a captive audience, Kimmie shared her most passionate moments. Her favorite experience took place in the shower with her boyfriend, where he would surprise her by grabbing her from behind and nibbling her earlobe, leaving her breathless.

When it came to my turn to share, I must admit I'd been harboring naughty thoughts about being shared. My imagination ran wild with the picture of two strong, muscular men doing the most forbidden things to me. We all looked flushed and enthusiastic at Kimmie's encouragement.

I hesitated, partly because of the content of my secret and partly because I subconsciously knew that I had spent the last few months alone with two very attractive men fitting that description.

"It's true," I laughed. "I've always thought two big, buff guys could unleash their craziest fantasies on me."

"Oooh, that's sexy as hell," Trina agreed, fanning herself with a book, as the rest of us laughed at the vivid visualization.

Kimmie smirked. "Well, since you decided to invest in a house needing renovation, I'm assuming you've already met your dream hotties then, huh?"

With a cocky smirk, I admitted, "I wouldn't say no if they proposed a naughty idea."

**

I ruffled feathers when I decided to invest in a fixer-upper house at the heart of the city, a move that saw me buy an old Victorian house in what was slowly becoming a gentrified neighborhood. Exhausted with my boring existence in a corporate-like condo, I needed a change.

The idea to own an antiquated house tickled me enough to find the perfect one online. I expected a lot of renovations, which was okay because the property was severely discounted due to foreclosure.

The job list included replacing the roof, a few windows, and get the place habitable. Thankfully, the house didn't have any disintegrated floors or crumbling foundation. In fact, it was simply in solid condition.

Meanwhile, Kimmie recommended two men helping me make my vision a reality. Being cousins of her fiancé, they were trustworthy, skilled and dependable.

Hangover Sunday came around, and I nearly cried after the excruciating headache battered my skull all night from the alcohol. I was grateful for painkillers to numb the throbbing in my head.

Without a care in the world, I decided to relax in my newly renovated bathroom, and realized how much progress had been made in transforming the house.

My love for a long bath session was born during my childhood, where I'd indulge in my parents' white claw-foot tub, completely surrounded by warm water, miniature boats, and a lace curtain to cover the entry.

Now, the space transformed into an exclusive oasis where I escaped from reality. I added the crystal chandelier for a touch of elegance that felt like bathing in a castle.

While basking in the tub, I let the rhythm of "I'm Every Woman" take over as I sunk back into the water, trying to decline the pounding in my head.

The idyllic tranquility blurred as I peeped out the window. My neighbor Jeff relentlessly cut his yard, leaving me with a symphony of noise.

Instead of getting annoyed, I blissfully ignored the hassle thanks to my noise-cancelling headphones. Listening to music without disruptive noise made my relaxed, warm water and foam bubbles feel like an escape into an oasis. Our lady parts were still exposed to the air, providing the first taste of the erotic early morning soaks. I languished with the melody that gave me the feeling of a princess in my brand new palace.

I relaxed, drawing the plug, and admired the diamond-shaped cutout of the doorway that connected the hallway to my bathroom. The clean oxygen-rich air lulled me into a euphoric haze, free from interruptions. The clear sky seemed to stretch out above me as the curtains danced in the morning breeze, dodging the stream of sunshine. Perfectly polished walls with vintage pictures beckoned me home.

Soaking in the comforting water, I allowed myself to feel incredibly carefree as I focused on Whitney Houston's song, warming my soul and completing a picturesque moment. I let myself experience raw sensation as I sang softly, celebrating my choice of living in this converted fortress, one that pulsed with a seductive aura. Whatever fermented in my belly as I sipped the exquisite wine with my girlfriends seemed to drain away, leaving me high as a kite, rejuvenated and content.

Mother Nature gave my spirit wings. Even if the sun and carpenters refused to cooperate, I'd still find my shower indulgence the ultimate in comfort.

On the quest for resurrecting the former grandeur of the old house, I cherished its antique attributes, which were a challenge to replace. However, the thrilling restoration was taking a significant toll on my budget.

Fortunately, with the help of experts such as Darko and Milos, the transformation was indeed happening. As day by day, the house resembled its former splendor.

Intriguingly, the mere thought of them working, with their tanned and muscular bodies, half-dressed and fetching, left me trapped in my daydreams. In no time, I found myself indulging in pleasurable extracurricular activities, such as indulging in my fantasies.

I fantasized about the brothers so frequently that it made me orgasm while I pictured them sharing my body whenever they chose to cast aside their work clothes.

Finding myself immersed in my imaginations, I was on the brink of orgasm as images of them exploring my body consumed my thoughts. Suddenly, I sensed a tug on my sensitive nipple, and my eyes sprung open to catch Milos fixing me with his hypnotic gaze.

I was overcome with awe as he gently teased my nipple, and I longingly licked my lips and managed a shy smile. With their work clothes removed, both brothers were standing before me, Milos' impressive cock perceptibly pulsating as he gazed at my cleavage.

His massive member was completely naked, causing a startled gasp to escape me. My mind raced with disbelief as I found myself staring at Milos' monumental member, nearly the thickness of my wrist and lengthy.

I couldn't help but stare in awe and blush from my stunned expression. Milos was modesty-free since he often found it more convenient while they were working, which might also explain that, well, he was endowed, if you know what I mean.

Milo held up his shirt, looking like he was about to drape it over his massive tool. My surprise ended abruptly when I felt something caress my breast. The reality struck hard as I looked up and saw Milos softly tugging on my nipple.

His piercing eyes met mine, dollar-sign dreams coming before real life, it appeared that Milos wasn't done. Milo spun away and eyed his brother.

Darko stood there, holding a towel and looking apathetic; he was no shorter than Milo, and his cock and balls were colossal too.

Milo took a few steps forward and stroked his brother's shaft, chattering something about drying me off in bed. They wanted me to dry off and then fucked me. Was I in a fantasy?

As Milos took another step, I gazed at his magnificent cock, resting in his hand. I wondered how it'd feel to wrap my lips around it, guiding my tongue over it, imitating his crotch.

His gaze grew more intense, and saving us both from this moment of madness, he slid a massive finger into my mouth. Darko came into focus as he took in the sight of me going wild.

I was so dazed that I didn't even realize my surroundings when I felt them closing in. Milo sat on the edge of the bathtub, trapping me in between.

I'd never imagined a scene where I'd be in such a state while simultaneously worshipping two men. It almost seemed like a far-fetched daydream.

Milo stroked his shaft, placed his dick on my tongue, and thrust it in, extending it till it brushed my throat. Glazed-over, I orally pleased my conquerors.

Milo stepped back and cajoled, "Take Darko," who was for the first time watching me orally satisfy his brother, to give me a turn to suck him dry.

In that moment, I drew in a gigantic breath and eagerly accepted his cock in my cleavage. They filled my senses with their masculinity as Milo enjoyed himself.

I made sure they both felt special; I still marveled at the incredible scenario unfolding. I'd assumed that dreams always remained forever, untouchable, until my fantasies became a reality.

I entered a trance-like state as the two men used towels to dry me off, whispering softly to each other and playfully sucking on my nipples before Darko slid a finger inside me and grinned. "Man, you got her good and wet, bro," Milos remarked.

I could tell Milos was extremely proud of himself as he gently lifted me into his strong arms and carried me into my bedroom, placing soft kisses on my lips as we walked.

My pussy was especially sensitive from the anticipation of being shared by these two men, and once they laid me down on the bed and spread my legs open, I couldn't help but gasp in pleasure at the sight of their excited penises. They both seemed nervous about what to do first, and I could practically hear their heartbeats racing as they decided their next move.

I looked up to see Milo stretch out between my legs, gently pushing my legs apart with his shoulders so he could focus on eating me out. Just seeing his face in that position was enough to make me uncontrollably orgasm before he even begun to lick me, the sensation of his experienced tongue overwhelmed me.

Meanwhile, Darko touched his fingers to my chin and pressed gently, causing my mouth to open wide. As I looked up at him with desperation in my eyes, he slid his massive, veiny shaft between my lips, utterly shocked by the weight of his cock.

Having both of them pleasuring me in this way was beyond anything I could have ever imagined. It felt like a transformation was happening, becoming so overwhelmed by the sensation of one brother's cock in my mouth as I watched the other stimulate my pussy. I felt like I was edging ever closer to combustion.

I knew I could not possibly count the number of times I climaxed while Milo steadily plunged his face into my pussy, drawing out fluttering cries as he drove my pleasure to heights I'd always assumed were impossible to reach. As he finally moved off me and climbed onto the bed, I heard his deep voice praising his brother, "Wow, you really stretched her out, bro."

I let out a moan of pleasure as Milo blew his load into my pussy, feeling a confusing mixture of relief and sadness from the loss of his cock and the feeling of emptiness left in its absence.

Before I could even take a breath, Darko gently lifted me off the bed and turned me over onto my hands and knees. It was much more than I had ever hoped for: his cock in my mouth, while the other one inside my pussy, thrusting his way through my orgasms. This was the thrill of being "spit-roasted", a fantasy I'd never dared to imagine until now.

Both filled with ecstasy, Darko moaned loudly as he approached climax, "Fuck, I'm about to come so hard!" Milo stopped for a moment and used his powerful arms to hold me tightly, gripping me by the hips before suddenly pulling himself out, leaving me in a pool of sweat.

I let out an uncontrollable shudder as Darko flipped me onto my back and knelt on the bed, his face filled with promise. Before I could even realize the opportunity, he replaced Milo's cock in my mouth, stroking his own as he watched my beautiful body curve in ecstasy beneath him.

I could not believe how incredible this was, and I had never even imagined this level of euphoria. I thrashed and roared as I was taken by them, writhing between their loving chemical embraces.

Holding me firmly, Darko roared and unloaded his seed into my eager mouth, watching as his brother Milos disappeared for a moment, only to return brandishing yet another thick and pulsing erection.

Before I could even react, he lifted me onto my side and spread me open, penetrating me gently in one sudden motion. With a loving glare towards his brother, my ass in the air, he whispered, "Now that brother, you left her nice and relaxed for me!"

Their bodies merged in the brass bed, and I could feel the inescapable nature of my orgasms. I rocked back and forth over Darko's still hard dick, feeling the excitement of his shaft thrusting into me, all the way from my pussy to my throat. It was one perfect circle of intense pleasure.

As darkness overcame me, I wrapped my legs around Darko's hips and my arms around his neck, finally begging, "Please keep me here inside you." He looked down at me with a smile and murmured, "Don't worry, I'm not done anywhere near."

"Wow, you've got an exquisite vagina, Zabrina, particularly now, as it's lovely and pink and engorged, after you've recently been fucked."

I tried hard not to grin, but I liked that they were blunt about it. He was correct, as I'd just been f*d and had been f*d hard, and I knew my vagina must be dripping wet. I also knew I'd never been so elated.

Holding his fist, Darko prepared to insert his penis at my entryway. Carefully watching my expression, he moved his hips, and he observed me grin when he gently nudged his way in, entering me. However, he then ceased, with only his significant and thick cockhead lodged inside me, likely to see if I could manage his massive size, as he was simply that thick. He then slowly flexed his hips and began to push his way in, widening me to accept his huge girth, while I nipped my bottom lip, already trembling wildly, half-contemplating if this was actually happening.

As Darko began thrusting, carefully filling me up inch by inch, I signed beneath him, feeling the most immeasurable connection I'd ever experienced, as he softly stroked my legs, kissing my ankles as he continued to work his way in deep, leaving me feeling wonderfully full once more. By the time he eventually groaned upon reaching my womb, having me completely filled, while I anxiously tightened around him.

"Wow, you're quite a tight one, Zabrina." Darko elaborated, biting his teeth, pulled back, flexed his hips, and truly started thrusting. I adored the experience of being taken, as his brother Milos turned my head and met my lips with his, while he cupped my breasts in his hands, playing with my sore and needy nipples.

When Milos broke contact to suck my breast into his mouth, Darko made me tremble by rubbing his finger against my clitoris. It felt almost otherworldly to have both of them working harmoniously to achieve my climax.

I simply couldn't stop trembling as the pressure amplified, till they had me arched off the bed and convulsing the entire length of my body. My mind raced, I came like crazy all over Darko's penis, sobbing out, "Yes, yes! Oh, fuck me, yes!!!"

"Look at her come." Milos observed, staring at me, "You've got her coming so intensely that she appears set to collapse."

Chuckling, Darko groaned, still thrusting vigorously, his breath coming in short, rapid bursts. Gripping my calves, he issued a grunt as his ball sac started to feel laden. I could feel his penis thickening inside me as he approached his orgasm. "Oh, fuck, here comes the climax!" he exclaimed, his muscles twitching as he let out and sprayed me with his seed.

Panting, I collapsed onto the bed, overwhelmed, screaming, "Oh please, please never cease! I simply relish this!"

The two of them chuckled at my response as they observed me melt into the bedding. They'd made me come so forcefully, I could barely process what was going on. I'd climbed to such a height of ecstasy, my vagina wouldn't stop clenching, and felt like it was going into spasms.

"You adore this, don't you? You love allowing us to use your body," Darko remarked, still pumping, ensuring I received every last drop of him and relished every inch of him, even after he'd ejaculated.

Nodding my head in assent, I admitted the truth, whispering, "Yes." He was right; I cherished the sensations of being shared, for I'd never experienced anything even close to this before.

And, since they still had much to accomplish on the house, I was already considering if they would be amenable to more. So much more.

I rested on my back, recovering, with the two of them beside me in the bed. I glanced back and forth between them and laughed when they grinned at my chest. Before I knew it, they were getting me off again. Each one sucking on a nipple while they both slid a finger into my vagina and provided me with a scalding hot little hand job, until they had me delivering loud moans and slipping uncontrollably.

Not knowing how many times I could climax before succumbing to exhaustion, I didn't care if I collapsed from tiredness. It merely felt fantastic to be the object of their desire, the way the two of them were relishing sharing me. My chest heaved, and I shivered as I watched their penises growing thick, rejuvenating from my juicy, swollen vagina.

Perhaps, acknowledging how thoroughly they'd taken charge, although he was completely rigid and beginning to ooze pre-cum, Milos, gently petting my cheek, suggested, "Maybe we ought to take a well-deserved break, have some dinner, and let you catch your breath."

When I was beside myself, all that remained was to nod and whisper, "Alright," as I attempted to recollect how to breathe.

Milos adjusted my head, touched his lips to mine, and smiled. "Take it easy and get some rest in bed, sweetheart. We'll be back with dinner when it's ready."

"Sure." I muttered, bewildered, as my mind had become hazy due to reaching a climax far too many times. I merely hoped my brain was not impaired, because I needed it to keep my home.

Darko caused me to smile at his gaze, with his disbelief; lying naked in the center of the bed, arms and legs sprawled wide, my breasts still heaving and my swollen vagina wet with their spunk. "Zabrina, could you have any concept of how stunning and sexy you look spread out like that, with your limbs spread and your breasts heaving, after surrendering yourself to us."

He moved closer, brushed his lips on mine, then tenderly held my mammaries and touched his lips to both my nipples, as he whispered, "Close your eyes and rejuvenate, our little pet. We'll be ready to serve dinner in a short time."

Although I was drained, my eyes still blazed as they left. They simply seemed extremely appealing, the manner in which their tight asses and back muscles were working while they headed to the kitchen.

They were genuinely attractive males, too. With their brilliant blue eyes, sandy brown hair, and extraordinary bodies. I could hardly believe that I was fortunate enough to have given myself to both of them.

Before they led me away, after I'd tidied up a bit, I decided I should appear presentable and put on some clothes, as we were going to be having dinner together.

Though my legs were unsteady, I put on a light yellow, tube-topped cotton dress. grinning, I glanced at my reflection, wondering what they'd think when they viewed my breasts almost bursting from the neckline.

Although I had a white lace thong in my hand, prepared to wear it under the dress, I decided not to trouble putting anything on beneath it. Since I imagined they'd enjoy viewing my nipples pressing against the thin fabric, and knowing that my vagina was free, while dining.

Just then, Milos walked into my room, making me laugh when he picked me up and held me. As he kissed me all the way into the formal dining room.

As he set me down at the table, I was astounded by the effort they'd made, with my finest china, crystal goblets, silverware, and linen napkins. They'd even lit a few candles for a romantic ambiance, perhaps to make our first dinner together feel special.

Although both were purposely naked and erect, it was slightly comical to share a meal with them both nude and aroused, as if this was something we did every day.

Although I had provided sandwiches and such for them while they were working, I've never seen them as aroused as they were now. I supposed they'd never gotten so hard from eating a few sandwiches before.

Inspecting the table, I could not believe the feast they had set up. It was impressive that nearly none of the food was even from my refrigerator.

"Top-notch cooking, these guys," I mumbled, nodding at the mouth-watering chicken cutlets, sausages, grilled vegetables, massive bowl of Greek salad, and the fresh baguette with butter.

Milos shuffled his shoulders. "We've always loved cooking, particularly traditional dishes from the old country. When we initially moved here, we were still young and couldn't afford to eat out, so we didn't."

"Evidently, your mother taught you well."

Kissing the top of my head, Darko passed me food while laughing. It was delightful sharing a meal with them, as our affectionate actions and casual banter livened the atmosphere for hours. They recounted their experiences growing up in a tiny village in their homeland, and it sounded marvelous. They had goats, chickens, and a donkey. And they cultivated most of their food in a vegetable patch they tended.

I thought it a fantastic proposal when they wagered to plant a garden in my backyard, so we'd have fresh vegetables at every meal.

Upon rising to clear the table, we had been having such a delightful time together, Darko took me by surprise when he mentioned, "Tomorrow, we will return early to fix the living room floors."

"But you're more than welcome to stay here," I retorted, filled with disappointment at their decision to leave.

He slightly raised his eyebrows and gave me a suggestive glance. "Are you meaning you want us to share your bed, Zabrina?"

I responded with a mischievous grin. "I believe all of us had a wonderful time today."

His hand glided up my unclothed thigh. "Why don't we try some other activities tonight, then?"

My nipples were so engorged they hurt, and my poor little pussy was trembling excitedly at the possibility of them experimenting more.

Nevertheless, I probed, "So, this sharing business is something you two have been part of before, correct?"

Darko shook his head vehemently. "No. When we first encountered you, we were glad to learn we would have the opportunity to work for such an astonishing, attractive woman. However, we never anticipated we would engage in this manner with you. Yet, upon hearing your fondness for being shared, we decided if we could give you what you crave, why not?"

This revelation dawned on me, and I couldn't fathom that one of my closests friend had decided to betray me. "So, you assume it was Kimmy who informed you of my desire?"

He grinned amusedly. "No. After your night out with the girls, our cousin learned of your hidden desire, indicating you wouldn't object if we tried to share you. When we saw you seated in the bathtub with the door ajar, we perceived it as an invitation for us to join you, but if this isn't what you wish Zabrina, then please tell us so."

My gaze lowered to my operated-on breasts and I chuckled. "No, Kimmy was correct. I love this; I love the idea of being shared."

He grasped my head and kissed me gently. "Good. We're both relishing this experience with you."

While washing dishes at the sink, Milos heightened my sensation when he appeared beside me, lowered my top, and fondled my breasts. "Spread your legs and cling to the counter."

Oh my! I obediently did so, and was astonished when he hoisted my dress revealing my body, proceeded to ram into me, and mated me within my kitchen.

Chuckling softly, he whispered in my ear, "We're still adjusting to your customs. However, seeing you in that seductive dress with your breasts nearly spilling out, I could not resist the urge to be inside you again."

Darko arrived carrying the final dishes and laughed awkwardly at his brother's actions. "My god, what have you done? She's bent over the counter, getting fucked!"

Milos, mid-thrust, groaned into my ear, "I'll complete in a jiffy, so you can carry her back to the bedroom, Darko."

I knew that I would need to adjust to the size of them as I bounced up and down on Darko, maintaining eye contact with him, feeling his rigid cock drill through me as he grew closer to orgasm.

My heart pounded rapidly, my eyes were spinning from the intensity of the moment, and I climaxed at the sensation of his semen trickling out of me and dripping down my legs. I reassured him. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you later tonight in bed, Darko."

His expression relaxed comfortably, "Alright, carry on, Milos, so I can transport her back to the bedroom."

With Darko's assurance, I moved on Darko, beaming back at him through his deep blue eyes, as he drove into me, penetrating me thoroughly, causing my vaginal walls to spasm repeatedly as my orgasms heightened.

Two enormously strong hands suddenly surrounded my waist, flipping me around to face Milos, who, judging by his rigid penis, was desiring entry.

Darko shed a chuckle, seized hold of himself, and delved back inside me, while Milos scooped me up, spreading wide my legs.

Firstly, whoa! While Darko was gently guiding me onto his manhood and beginning to grind into me, Milos went down below and started licking my clit while tugging on my nipple. That made me feel like I was about to disintegrate into a zillion pieces, and I ended up cumming fairly spectacularly. It was no shock to me when Milos swallowed my juices up like a champ and laughed at what he and his brother had done to me.

Darko grunted as he expelled his seed, while I couldn't stop trembling, amazed at the fact that this happened even though I'd never expected it to be possible to make me come so hard.

Regardless of how wild this experience was, I was certain I'd never tire of being treated this way. Having two men felt far hotter than just one man.

When I awoke in the morning and found myself alone in my bed, I was a bit displeased. However, I soon realized that the buzzing noise I was hearing was coming from the sander. True to their word, the brothers were working on refinishing the hardwood floors downstairs.

Given the situation, I decided to take a shower. Having had so much fun, I thought I needed a shower to clean up after our sexy adventures.

When I returned to my bedroom, a fantastic sight awaited me. My two well-built lovers were naked on the bed, completely aroused with their cocks in their hands, staring at me with admiring eyes.

As I approached the bed, I giggled as Milos pulled me onto his lap. Meanwhile, Darko tenderly ran his hands up and down my torso, nonchalantly kissing my nipples while Milos worked on warming me up with a finger.

Clearly, they had me at their mercy. They knew how to turn me on.

I couldn't believe how fantastic it felt to be shared with these two virile men. I couldn't imagine being able to have sex with just one partner after experiencing the ultimate fun and pleasure with my two insatiable lovers.

**

To my surprise, I was concerned that we might lose our momentum after the thrilling first weekend we shared. However, fortune smiled on me, and that never happened. As soon as I got home from work each night, my guys were waiting for me at the door.

They would give me a warm welcome with a kiss and then remove their overalls, letting me see that they had been thinking about me all day. They weren't kidding because they were all ready and horny for some nude pleasure.

Despite finishing most of the house, they still came home every evening.

They pampered me by preparing dinner, and after clearing the table, one of them would carry me to the bed and my two studs would show me how much they enjoyed sharing me.

I was so elated when Milos kissed my pussy, then blew me a kiss, and said romantically, "Before long, my dear, we'll put a baby inside you. Then you'll be belonging to us, Zabrina."

It was incredible how natural it felt to share myself with them, which was why I was so keen on living a life with the three of us.

And that's precisely what happened. We bought a big old house, cultivated a vegetable garden, and adopted a cat named Misha. We welcomed our first child soon after.

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