Gloria's stomach fluttered as her yard boy, Danny, and his friend Brian walked in the door. They had just agreed to put on a show for her in the shower, to do whatever she wanted, for 40 minutes.
The price was her, as their sex slave, until they left for college. Being heavily fucked by two studs for two months straight didn't seem like too big of a burden.
"Okay, boys, here's the deal," she said. "You do whatever I want until you've both tasted each other's cum or until 40 minutes have passed, whichever comes later. If you cum early, you still have to put on a show for the rest of the time. If both of you haven't cum by the 40-minute mark, you need to keep going until you have."
"In exchange, you get this." She untied her white silk robe and let it fall to the floor. Her curly black hair fell to her should. Her 36C breasts stood firm and her pink, puffy nipples poked out at them. Her pussy was shaved bald. "I will, quite simply, do anything you want as long as it's not illegal, doesn't interfere with my job, and doesn't do anything permanently damaging to me. No tattoos or piercings or scars. And, just to be clear, this is a No Strings Attached deal. I'm not your girlfriend. I'm just a woman you sleep with."
"I don't know what you two are doing for the summer now that school's out," she said, "but if you wanted to spend every minute of it you can fucking me, that would be fine."
Danny and Brian looked at each other. Danny swallowed. But they turned back to her and nodded.
"Okay, then, boys. Time to hit the shower."
She made a scooting motion with her hands down the hall, and Brian and Danny headed to her bedroom and its bathroom. She followed along, eyeing their muscular legs and arms. Yeah, she could handle two months of fucking these guys.
Once in the bathroom, she pulled out a white wooden chair from her dressing table, turned it to point to the shower, glanced up at the clock on the wall, and sat down, crossing her legs and putting her hands in her lap. She was still naked, and the boys couldn't keep their eyes off her.
"Take off your shirts." The two young men crossed their arms, grabbed the edges of their shirts, and lifted them up, exposing two chests bulging with firm muscles and two flat, toned stomachs. Danny and Brian were water polo players, and the sport had paid off well in the physique department.
"Put your hands on the other's chest, and rub them up and down," she said. Brian closed his eyes and put his hands out to Danny's chest. Danny lifted his hands, and they were shaking as he put them on Brian's chest. Danny started rubbing.
"Danny, you're not trying to remove his skin. Rub his chest the way you'd want me to rub yours. The way I'll have to do it whenever you ask for the next two months." Danny moved his hands more slowly. Not exactly intimately, but she was pushing their envelope. Still, if she was going to do whatever they wanted for the rest of the summer, she'd damn well make sure she got her satisfaction from this part.
Brian was being a better sport, running his hands up and down Danny's chest, letting his fingertips move over the muscles. He knew what the prize was, and he was willing to go through with this for a bit.
"Danny, turn and face me." He turned and looked, letting his eyes wander over her body. "That's right, Danny. Take a look at your toy. Imagine what you can have me do. Brian, stand behind him."
Brian moved behind Danny, though he leaned his head to the right so he could keep checking her out. "Great. Okay, Brian, put your arms around Danny, and run your hands down his chest, down his stomach, and onto his jeans."
Brian leaned his head back a bit and did as she told him. Danny turned a little pale as Brian's hands framed his cock.
"Brian, unbutton Danny's jeans and pull them down to the floor. Danny, step out of them when he does."
As she watched Brian's hands work the button on the jeans, scoot over to Danny's hips, and tug the pants down, she felt her body get warm. She was already primed from having shown off for the two in the yard. She pushed her hands up to her breasts and began kneading them. Danny watched avidly.
"Do you like this, Danny? Do you like watching me feel myself up?" He nodded as he stepped out of the jeans that Brian had pushed into a bundle on the floor. "Maybe you can tell me later to lick my own nipple. Maybe you can slide your big dick between my big tits as I squeeze them around you. I could suck on the tip as you slid it up to my mouth." Brian was watching as well, but his hands were back by his side. Time to change that.
"How about you, Brian? Do you like this? Maybe you could bend me over in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom and fuck me from behind so you could watch my big tits hang down and swing back and forth as you pound me."
"Oh, yeah, Gloria, I'd like that."
"Reach back around Danny's front, and pull down those little boxer briefs he's wearing. Hook the waistband with your thumbs and tug it down a bit. I want that cock out where I can see it."
Danny's cock sprung out, already a little hard. Her pussy began to get wet. This was the part she wanted to see.
"Brian, move your hands up and start stroking Danny's cock." Brian closed his eyes, but she stopped him. "No more eye-closing, Brian. I want you to watch what you're doing." He opened his eyes, and began moving his fingers along Danny's cock.
"No, Brian, stroke it like you do your own cock when you're masturbating. Wrap your hand around it, and start sliding." For all his bravado, his hand was shaking, too, as he did what she said. Still, it was a good show.
"Tell me, Brian. Have you thought about me since we had sex? Have you masturbated to the thought of me?" He nodded. "Tell me what you've thought about."
