I woke up at more than eleven in the morning. I went to bed after six, it wasn't much of a problem after all Tómas was away the whole week on a trip for the company, which made it easier when I decided to go out with my friends as was the case yesterday. Anyway, I got up, got ready, and while I was having breakfast I remembered the message I had sent to Brian.
How crazy, oh my God! Mad.
I picked up the cell phone a little anxious, with a trace of regret for what I had said in the audio, I said too much, I don't know what he and his friend were thinking of me. A fool or innocent or too crazy? An older woman in love with a boy!
Only that everything changed when I opened the messages and to my surprise, Brian had sent me a picture, not one, but three beautiful pictures. One was of him unshaven, shirtless, his face in profile, his chest defined, and his jeans crumpled, unbuttoned. The other, even more daring, was him on his back, his pants lower, letting see part of the butt that the young man has, I didn't even remember it was like that. The last one, the colorful one, shows the two of them - Brian and Paul on a beach in super colorful swimsuits, their brown skins, their beautiful thighs, and the volumes on their waists.
There was a message: 'We love what you wrote Julia,
as good as it was yesterday. We 'cum' thinking of you.’
Sassy! Abused! That's what I thought, but it
enchanted me. I went back to the room admiring the photos of the new friends. I kept thinking about the phrase: we cum thinking of you, like they were together? Naughty boy, he showed my text to his friend, it wasn't supposed to be like this. I confessed so intimately, revealing what our fuck was like yesterday.
Just imagining the two of them listening to what I said yesterday - I looked for the video they recorded and reviewed the scenes of our encounter. The crazy things we did, were all filmed by a friend of Brian.
That they convinced me to take them to bed with us - I remembered Paul masturbating in front of me while his friend fucked me with the hunger of a boy - as if I were the first woman in his life.
Oh my God!
I undid the knot of the robe, started to shiver, to touch myself the way I like, very slowly, enjoying the moment, the heat coming, and me wetting my panties. I slipped my fingers inside and let my imagination fly, remembering the scenes, and reviewing the pictures of Brian showing off his little ass. I started stroking her hair, then moving down and opening my lips, I started massaging the clit... so cute. Brian, you little bitch! I took advantage of this and recorded audio.
'If you cum, so show me that came! I doubt they both came together. Show me!'
I sent the audacious audio, sinking my middle finger inside my pussy. I was getting more hot and wet. I took off my panties and lay back on the pillows, I touched myself frantically, dreaming of the boys' shafts being shaken by strong hands, I heard the moans, the screams, and at the end the white jets.
My vagina was on fire, and my fingers were wet. I thrust my fingers deeper and deeper inside me. I almost came when the zap beeped.
I unlocked the cell phone and there was a new picture and a message. I couldn't believe it! Those two inconsequential boys with their libido exploding. A selfie showing the two of them naked holding their hard limbs and between them a bench where you could see white spots on part of the seat. Your creams mix. What abused scoundrels!
'That's what you wanted, a tribute from us to you? Done.'
I turned on the audio and left it recording - my last seconds, more depraved than ever. I moaned, begging, 'What do you want from me? Brian, love! I want you now, to see me cum! Aaaaaa!!! wow! That's delicious boys. I love it. Kisses, sweet kisses on my loves.'
I sent the audio and didn't stop to think.
A good amount of time went by as I recovered my strength. Until I got up to clean myself, pull myself together, and wash the cutlery in the kitchen. It wasn't until much later that a new message came.
'Come now Julia. Let us smell your rosebud... Come my darling.'
I bit my lips laughing, between proud and afraid. How crazy I had done when sending the new audio. And now, what will happen? Guilt, shame, and desire, all mixing inside me, leaving me boiling. Driving me crazy in love.
***
I arrived at the condo where Brian lived. The sun was setting, and I got out of the car and called through the intercom. The friend's voice came up.
"Julia! Just come in, I'm waiting for you here in the living room."
I opened the front door and entered, it was a large house. The walls were full of paintings, and the floor was wood laminate, I went down a few steps, and in the middle of the room were two huge sofas and colorful cushions. There was Paul, wearing a tight cyclist outfit, he took off his shirt and kept only his shorts on, highlighting the thickness of his thighs, his appreciable buttocks, and the volume between his legs. All sweaty.
"What's up, kid? Did you go biking at this hour?"
"Hi, honey! Yes, but we woke up later today, because of yesterday. We ride our bikes every day.
We exchanged protocol kisses. Our glances, however, revealed that we were both at the limits of our desires, I remember that Paul's eyes seemed to glow like two green balls on fire. We sat down.
"Brian?"
"He's in the shower, getting ready. Would you like a drink?"
"Do you have wine?"
"There's champagne, we bought it for you."
He brought me a glass, while he drank a bottle of isotonic. Paul sat down next to me and put his arm behind the back of the couch, the smell of a man, his sweat mixing with my perfume. Paul gave me a strong look, I was even a little embarrassed. After all, everything was very new to me, strange, I was in love with Brian and at the same time knowing that the friend was also there, he had also cum on my body, on my breasts. The joy of both mixing on the cell phone picture.
Then came the kiss, a man’s kiss, but it didn't even compare to Brian's kiss, but it was still good. As he bit my tongue, I ran my fingers down his sweaty chest and down until I found the bulge growing inside his shorts.
"Paul, no! I'm from Brian, Paul! He's the one I lay with. Don't make me confused, please!"
"Confused why? If you can have both."
Who spoke, in that husky sensual voice, was Brian. He came
fixing the hairstyle, dressed only in a pair of lycra shorts, as tight as his friend's.
"You are here to do whatever your mind Julia, with 'whoever' you want."
This time it was Paul speaking, giving me a kiss on the forehead and another on the nose.
I looked anxiously at Brian standing in front of me, I saw his member growing inside his blue shorts. I couldn't imagine that, couldn't imagine both of them at the same time. I thought it would be like yesterday, but it was more than I had dreamed. Two beautiful, young, ready, and willing males just for me. It was too much for my head, my old-fashioned upbringing. But drink, the boys, the memories of last night...
I slipped my fingers inside his shorts and stared at Paul as I had stared at Brian before. The kiss came hard, it came insane, I moved my fingers in the boy's hot reed as we rolled our tongues together, wet noises coming up and my fingers dipping into the boy's pre-cum.
“Come, try it.”
Brian spoke showing me the volume folded inside his tight shorts. A thick snake. Without neglecting his friend. I settled down on the couch and Brian showed me, in the light of day, that beautiful cock he had stuck in his fingers, the sinuous head, the taut skin, and the smell of a man. I flashed, showed my smile, opened my mouth, and closed my eyes. I loved that moment, I slowly swallowed my love's rod.
How crazy! He filled my mouth, with the libidinous mixture of heat, taste, and saliva. It started going down my mouth. All while caressing Brian's friend's penis. It was so insane, imagine if Tómas saw me at that moment. I don't know what would become of me. We stayed like that for a long time, the three of us moaning and me feeling passionate about it all.
"Kneel Julia. We want to pay tribute to you, my dear."
"Now, Brian? Both at the same time?"
"In your face love."
"Like in the picture Julia."
It was Paul speaking, standing next to Brian. Both were naked showing me their wet rods, beautiful heads drawn. My heart was beating in a hurry. I felt like a slut about to be carved in marble by two gorgeous males.
I kissed the tip of Brian's penis and gave it a light lick. A giggle, I looked into his face. Enchanted and ashamed, everything was mixing inside of me. I unbuttoned my blouse, took off my bra, and went down like a little girl ready to receive her present. The boys shamelessly masturbated in front of me. They massaged my face with their cocks. I took a beating with the boy’s dicks. I swallowed Brian first, sucked, kissed, and licked. Then I bit his friend's cock and sucked with my eyes closed while still stroking my love's scrotum.
I held them both and masturbated the boys, loving to see them both reacting to my touches as if I owned their pleasures.
"Spit it out Julia, spit it out it gets easier."
Brian spoke moaning, as his friend pinched my nipple. I did as he asked, I spat on Paul's torso, squeezed harder, and wiggled while licking Brian's rod.
Then I spat on Brian's cock, and jerked the beautiful boy off. I jerked them both off at the same time. An amazing thing, someone my age making two young men moan together. Their limbs were getting red, and hot. They were getting tense, their legs were shaking.
They took control of their limbs and jerked even more frantic and depraved. It was going to be my first time to take a hot fucking bath of two men. Like those erotic movie models. Brian warned: