I've always adored old quilts airing on clotheslines in the spring of the year and my great Aunt Selina was a proponent of airing her quilts by spreading them on the grass to freshen them up. That is why memories of her came to me just now. Quilts have a special scent when they are placed in the sunshine...and James had placed several in the yard for this afternoon. Not so much for my visual delight, but for my sensual delight...one draped with care over two bales of straw and two upon the green grass on either side of the bales. He did not know this, but the sight of those quilts relaxed me in their familiarity and in the connection that I feel with the maker's hands when I look upon their beauty and the comfort they afford. The fresh scent of the quilts and the sight of their artfully placed pieces dimpled with countless stitches reflects their soul purposes for their creation...comfort, beauty, and love. I read too much into everything around me and my reaction to the quilts is proof of that, but I find pleasure in everything around me.
This afternoon was the first of many "firsts" for me. It took some coaxing and your patient smiles paid off, but I reluctantly stepped out onto the deck into the sun without a stitch of clothing on. It even took a while to get me out of the bedroom into the kitchen, but now, here I was feeling the warmth of the sun pouring over me and I had not felt this surely since I was a child. The smiles on James and Carl's faces were all I needed. I had not experienced one second of undue pressure to step outside and like a new-born calf, I was allowed to gradually survey the surroundings and venture further from the deck into the yard and looking back at both of you, receiving assurance that no one was going to be able to see us and no one was coming up from the road to intrude.
I gradually made my way further into the surrounding yard and was relaxing more with every moment. After a quick walk around the grounds, I was ready to settle in for the much promised "cloud show" that James had promised. So I walked over to the quilts where James and Carl were reclining and motioned for them to move apart to make way for me and I laid down between them, truly trusting that I was about to be given the most incredible time to relax and adjust to their closeness and their obvious sexual intentions.
No sooner had I laid down than both brothers began caressing my torso and arms, nothing overtly sexual, just hands applying light pressure upon my skin. It was obvious that their touch was meant for my total relaxation and I was accepting of that luxury. I wanted to relax...need to in order to please them as well...so I directed my eyes to the blue sky above and while delighting my sense of vision in the clouds, I turned the rest of me over into their hands. I have never received so much attention and the feeling of being desired and cared for was so completely obvious. I gave in totally to this experience and felt a rush of guilt for my selfish acceptance of such pleasure, but I was really getting into this. Carl's touch was calming and James kept speaking to me to direct my attention into the clouds. A bottle of sunscreen was magically produced from under a fold in the quilt and a generous stream was applied to my torso like a long strand of pearls that resembled a well-placed stream of cum. Both their hands caressed in concert over my skin. Their hands glided slowly up the outer sides of my stomach and then paused as their fingers stopped at the baselines of my breasts, pausing at the edge of the full roundness where my breasts met my torso and then up and over my breasts...teasing my nipples and then stroking all around before returning to my stomach. Several passes over my breasts, each time a little slower and soon my thighs were relaxed and open for their caressing touch. I was so moved that they cared to protect my skin from the effects of the sun, the jesture was touching ( in more ways than one ).
Carl remained quiet and attentive in his touch while James continued to caress my mind with his words, as well as my skin with his touch. Their hands now dipped between my thighs and while applying the protective sunscreen, gradually worked my thighs farther apart with each successful circular stroke. Their hands stroked in mirror-image strokes down my thighs, over my knees, past my calves and onto the tops of my feet. And just as I thought...Oh, that was nice.....they began moving in tandem back up again....This was absolute heaven...my instinct to give in return made my hands reach out and grasp their cocks. A light squeeze and I too began my own attentive strokes. My grasp could not completely encircle James' cock and I so enjoyed the feeling of his fullness in my hand. I was equally aroused at the feeling of my hand stroking the length of Carl's cock, causing me to turn my head and survey the long stroke that I applied upon his hardened cock. Neither one were completely erect when I first grasped them, but in my first few strokes I was amazed to feel their pulsing, throbbing cocks awakening to my touch. Feeling their desire rising literally in my hands was so empowering....the added treat of being wanted by two brothers was sweetly naughty....I felt the first few drops of moisture escape my pussy lips as I squeezed my hands slightly over their cocks.
I was caught between feelings of complete relaxation and impending full arousal. James was right....he would see to it that I enjoyed this and he was giving me the time to adjust, just as the brothers had promised. As my hands continued to explore and stroke their cocks, their hands began searching more intimately upon my skin. Until now, neither one had so much as touched within an inch of my pussy, it's lips, or my clit. I had shaved my pussy clean below the clit and back over my ass...completley smooth, knowing this always accentuates my sense of touch. I trimmed the hair above my clit to a smaller, definite patch and trimmed it short. My pussy lips are very full and extend out naturally from the major folds of skin, almost resembling ruffled flower petals. I was dying to feel a fingertip graze over my cunt lips; had almost begun thrusting my hips as a signal, when I felt the first touch of fingers over my lips and then at last....one faint, barely perceived flick upon my clit!!!....I released the longest, slowest sigh, accompanied by full release of any tension in my thighs.
James whispered upon my neck "That's it, baby...relax for us." And with that I drew up my right knee and let it relax to the side toward James. Feeling both of you reclining beside me, being surrounded by so much "maleness"....being catered to so erotically...and now having my clit teased by Carl's touch...this was making my head spin. The clouds continued to drift away along with my worries.
Carl placed his palm just above my clit and used his index and ring finger to press down firmly on either side of my clit, causing my clit ro raise up and out of it's protective hood....it was completely aroused and searching for touch. About every 15 seconds or so Carl would either tap, lightly stroke or flick the tip of my clit and each time I tried to stroke my clit back into his touch for more. The less he touched, the more I wanted. James instinctively felt my desire for more and slid two fingers into my pussy, pressing up inside very firmly, finding that delicious spot high up inside my pussy, but just underneath my clit...he applied intense upward pressure and when Carl applied the next flick upon my clit I screamed out in a near orgasm. It was immediate and so fucking hot...how did they know how to do this to me? I began begging for more...."Again , again...please....do it again." James felt my cunt juices beginning to flow from inside and working together he and Carl continued to take me to the edge and back dozens of times. Each time my cries for more echoed into the surrounding mountains....By now, my pussy was grasping James' fingers and my clit was near bursting. I needed to be fucked, sucked, stroked, rubbed, pumped, and pounded all at once and the afternoon was yet young...
Carl moved up onto his knees and motioned for me to roll over and James quickly maneuvered into a kneeling position at my head. I placed myself upon my knees and spread my thighs as far apart as I could, at the same time tilting my ass upward as I steadied myself with my hands placed on James thighs. My lips were just beginning to brush the head of his cock when I felt Carl direct the head of his cock into my silken slit. The touch startled me and my mouth opened as I gasped....letting James' cock slip in further into my mouth. My tongue instantly began swirling just under the head, applying light flicks to his cock. The head of his cock fit perfectly into the roof of my mouth and I continued to let my tongue swirl and tease as my pussy was being just as teased. Carl slowly pressed the head of his dick into my pussy apparently to make use of the wet juices he worked so hard to produce. He was careful to allow no more than the head of his cock to slide up and down my soaked slit, feeling my pussy muscles flexing to be fucked. I then felt his left hand caress my hip and then he slid his fingers between my ass cheeks as he slipped his cock up closer to my tiny pink ass. I instinctively tightened a bit and he playfully tapped my hips in a playful slap and admonished me "Jenny, relax, take it easy, Let me try to fuck your ass, baby....come one, relax for me, baby". I returned my attention to Carl's cock and attempted to take in more of his full erect cock into my awaiting mouth. My hands grasped James' thighs tighter to brace myself as Carl was intently applying my first ass fuck. I felt the tip of his cock pressed against my ass and concentrated on relaxing completely for him. The pressure was not painful and I was determined to have this...felt intensely aroused as my tight opening was invaded to a sensation of both heat and light pain as the head of his dick slipped in. My response caused me to suck lightly on James' cock and I began a rhythmic rocking motion to fuck his cock with my mouth to match what Carl was accomplishing in my ass. "That's my Jenny, good girl....let me fuck your sweet ass baby"...Carl's coaxing was perfection, he now slid in further still and sweetly coaxed me the whole time. Words arouse me more than touch at times..."Jenny, baby...good girl...take this cock, fuck my dick, baby"...I could now feel his cock beginning slow, easy strokes into and out of my ass. James was fucking my mouth to the same rhythm. Gliding in and out as he watched over my back, watching Carl's cock sliding in and out. My first ass fuck was going well and the brothers were arousing each other as much as they were arousing me.
