A Virgin Tell Her Story

Two twin brothers. Desperately in love with the same woman. Both playfully seducing her from high school and all through college. But there was always one rule, Hyman stays until after college graduation. Now this was daddies rule, he is paying for college, so his rules. Right?

My name is Cheryl, but everyone has simply called me Sherrie. Go figure. My boys call me Cher, which is better. I'm not a big person, only 5 foot tall and 110 pounds. In my opinion, my breasts are way too big for my size. But I love my naturally hairless body and thick long light brown hair. My nipples are long and thick, as is my very horny clit. My eyes are a soft shade of blue, but bright in color. I am not a shy person. I'm what is known as a born exhibitionist, with a very playful and bubbly personality.

As a small child, my mom just couldn't keep my clothes on me. Starting school finally taught me that I had to wear clothing, so I reluctantly agreed. Mostly. LOL.

But college opened up lots of opportunities for not only flashing my body at strangers, but letting my boys strip me naked when other people were around.

And they both loved doing that. It always gave them hard-ons watching me walk around naked in our apartment when our home was filled with people.

Yes, I lived with both of them all throughout college. They insisted on it. Daddy didn't mind, as long as my vagina retained its hymen. So the day after I turned 18, I moved in with them. The first year, we lived at their dads house, until we could afford an apartment just off campus. All college kids at the apartment complex, big pool for skinny dipping, tennis courts, a big gaming party room with its own kitchen, and a state of art workout center. The place was perfect. Our apartment complex was its own private clothing optional community with walls, security gates and its own private police, a huge step up from just someone walking around with a uniform and a flashlight. These people actually provided protection. We lived for years in a very safe environment.

Living there felt simply wonderful. I actually never had to put on clothes, unless I wanted to. Which was to go to school, and other off the complex activities. And even then, if I had the opportunity to expose any amount of flesh, I took it. My clothing reflected this. I never ever dress slutty. I dress upscale casual, in a quietly sensual way. I am always without a bra as I have never even tried one on even once in my life. And sometimes, if someone is lucky, maybe the wind will blow just right to expose a breast for a moment. My flashing always looks very casual, like I do not notice it happening. My clothing is carefully chosen, so that accidents can easily happen as often as I want them to happen.

I know how to sit quite innocently with my blouse letting someone see an entire breast, if they are in the right position. Light silk lets even a gentle wind pull the material gently away from my breast, if I turn my body just right with the breeze.

The same with my skirt. I choose fabrics that softly caress my skin, which feels so good on my panty less bottom half. Even a light swirling breeze can flutter my skirts around me, and often expose my ass, or bald pussy for a quick moment. Sitting, I can easily turn myself into the breeze, with it lifting up my skirt for long periods of time for whoever happens to be in front of me. If I like their reaction, I can quite innocently open my legs to show them how wet I am. My boyfriends need to be at my side, for safety, whenever I show my vagina to anyone.

And I do enjoy showing off my pretty little vagina. My hymen wants to be seen. My boyfriends have both taken hundreds of very close up pictures of my vagina, lips spread wide, my wet hymen showing. There is even a huge picture of my vagina over our couch in our living room, which embarrass my mother greatly whenever she comes over. We always pretend to everyone we know that sees it, that the picture is of an unknown woman's vagina done by a professional photographer. My mother instantly knew the truth when she saw it. She is the only one in my life, including my boyfriends, who knows the extent of my exhibitionism. Her comment when she saw it for the first time? "THAT PICTURE OF YOU BELONGS IN THE BEDROOM, NOT IN YOUR LIVINGROOM FOR EVERYONE TO SEE". But, at the same time, mom understands my need to show myself.

Mom was the one who got us into the clothing optional complex. Which has a long waiting line and is very hard to get into. Only students with a high GPA and sterling references can live there, and visitors are vetted carefully before being allowed to enter the grounds. I have a very cool mom. She does turn red every time she is in the room with the picture of my vagina. Dad just looks at it and says how glad he is to know that my hymen is still there. Dad doesn't look lustily at the picture. It's more like he is looking at the Mona Lisa, or something.

During the six years of college, probably hundreds of men and women had looked at my vagina. Of all of those people only one got rude. I always got smiles, some winks, and saw a whole lot of erections. But only one guy made a comment. He stood up, walked right over to me, grinned really big and while squeezing his hard-on said, "Nice cunt bitch! I got something big and hard to fill that nasty thing. Come with me so I can show you what a real man can do. Leave these weak men and I will show you a good time". My boyfriends took a moment to look at each other, then stood up and seriously beat the living daylights out of that man. I really did not think a man could loose his erection as fast as that man lost his. Campus police took the man away.

My wedding dress was all lace over almost completely transparent fabric. Not truly exposing me, but making people look carefully hoping to at least see the color of my areolas, which were cleverly hidden by lace. A very sexy but virginal looking dress. Like an untouchable princess. It molded itself to my figure, completely covering me from neck to ankle. Four inch satin white heals clearly visible below my hemline. My only jewelry, my mothers long white dangling ear rings, my grandfathers wedding ring on my thumb, and my grandmothers wedding ring on one of my toes. I felt very pretty that day.

For my reception, I wore a mid thigh length dress that looked very much like my wedding dress, except it was without sleeves and had a large open teardrop shape on my back. It was so beautiful, and gave me the freedom of movement to dance. And the brothers who were now my husband and my sexy boyfriend, both absolutely loved dancing together with me.

I would have legally married both of them that day if the government would allow it. Instead, I stood there taking my vows alongside both men in a beautiful ceremony, knowing that only the marriage to the older twin would be registered as a legal marriage. But, I did actually marry both of them, at the same time, in front of everyone that we know. Fuck the law, we three were married together in our hearts in front of everyone. And everyone approved.

It was a truly wonderful wedding.

From the reception, we boarded a plane to a gorgeous clothing optional resort on the French Riviera. My boyfriend slid easily through my very wet vulva, finding my hymen waiting for him. Holding my wonderful husbands hand, I kissed him as his brother eased his incredibly hard penis through my hymen and deep into my awaiting vagina. Bottomed out inside me, feeling like he was pushing my uterus up to my sternum, I orgasmed hard while he held it there, his cock head making slow circles around my cervix. My husband kissing me deeply, passionately, throughout my first penis induced vaginal orgasm.

Then after a few long deep strokes as I came down from that powerful orgasm,

he rolled off to my side and my husband pulled me up on top of him, and sat me on his erection. Oh my god that felt so good, as he slowly lowered me, until he was now pushing my cervix high up inside of me. His hands slid up from my waist and over my breasts as I had my second powerful vaginal orgasm. I couldn't believe just how turned on I was. These two incredibly loving men had made love to me hundreds of times over the years. But having their beautiful erections inside of me was so sexually and emotionally exciting, my orgasms were instantly there, and so intense, I almost blacked out during the last few moments of each of these wonderful first penis induced vaginal orgasms.

My boyfriend, whom I now thought as my other husband, knelt behind me, between his brothers legs, holding me close. As I leaned back into his arms, my husbands hands slid down my body to my thighs. His brothers arms wrapped around me, cupping my breasts while his lips trailed kisses all across my shoulder and neck. I was now rocking forward and back on my husbands wonderful penis, feeling his cockhead flip back and forth across my cervix as I rubbed my extremally wet clit against him, exploding through a series of almost continuous orgasms.

When I leaned forward in post orgasmic bliss, to kiss my husband and to tell him how much I love him during the kisses, his brother easily slid his cock deep into my rectum. Easily, because my rectum has for years enjoyed the absolute pleasure of having both brothers deep inside my very orgasmic rectum. I really really love being ass fucked!

I was very pleasantly surprised that both of these cocks could fit inside of me tike this. The orgasm built slowly as each brother took a turn at doing one long deep stroke after another one. Such perfect timing. Only men who fuck one woman together a lot probably could do this. In porn, one guy fucks while the other guy just tries to stay inside the woman. No coordinated efforts, at all.

But my men, were perfectly synchronized. And it drove me wild with pleasure. The vagina and rectum nerve endings firing pleasure in a beautiful alternating way that made one quiver as the other one was firing off pleasure deep inside me. They had me edging for a long time before I felt first one cock, then the other one swell up deep inside of me, holding themselves deep as I used my internal muscles to crash me hard into a powerful orgasm and signaling them to empty their balls deep inside of me. The feeling of them flooding my insides with large squirts of sperm, was absolutely incredible.

We all just held still, hugging each other as we came through the post orgasmic feelings. I actually passed out from pleasure and was only aware of him laying on my back, arms around me, pressing me tightly down against his brother as I slowly came back to reality. Our now sweaty bodies sliding together as they began fucking me again. This time hard, deep pounding alternating strokes. I came two more times, but less intensely, before first one, then the other one filled me up again with hot squirts of their tasty sperm.

As he pulled out of my ass to lay down on the bed, he pulled me with him, laying me on my back beside him. Then he begin kissing me and rolling my sweaty nipple between thumb and fingers, and my dear husband slid down between my legs to lick and suck the tender flesh between my very wet thighs. Receiving oral sex can have me orgasming for hours as I never tire of it. Two brothers taking turns, this can, and does, drive me wild with pleasure. On my wedding night, receiving oral sex from my two men was the very best oral experience of my life!

I feel so very lucky for being a woman. And I feel so completely blessed to have two such loving men as my dear husbands.