Hot Threesome with Twins

This one is for the Summer Lovin' contest, so always, your votes and comments would be much appreciated. And Stay Safe Out There!

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Since my husband Cal had left me for some woman he'd met online, I now had to sell the house and try to rebuild my life on my own.

While trying to figure out how to get myself off, with no man in my life.

Cal had been distant for a while and had grown cold, rarely touching me for the last few months we were together. So I should have known something was going on, since he normally had the sex drive of a rutting stallion and was just about as well hung. Our sex life had been amazing, at least until he'd lost interest and found someone new.

Of course there's no point in dwelling on the past, or whatever it was I'd lost, now that he'd moved on and told me I could keep the house since he was obviously not coming back.

So nice of him, since I was the one that paid for it. And I was now stuck with the responsibility of fixing up our home that he'd been ignoring for years, so I could get it listed and sold.

With the investments I'd made, and the inheritance that had been willed to me from my wealthy grandparents, I didn't really need the money. But it was a lot of house for me on my own. So as much as I really liked living here, I'd decided to sell.

After spending the morning on the computer, checking my client's investments as well as my own, since I worked from home as an investment strategist, starting to feel bleary-eyed, I was ready for a break.

So, I slipped into my tiny barely-there white and red polka-dot thong bikini, and tied back my long red hair into a ponytail, ready for a dip in the pool. Downstairs, I had just opened the back door and got hit with a wave of heat, hot enough to take my breath away.

It was such a steaming hot August day I was just itching to get into the water for a few laps, when I heard the front doorbell ring.

I rolled my eyes, remembering that I'd hired a couple of guys, who'd come highly recommended, to fix up the patio and driveway, so the place would look a little nicer when I put it up for sale.

The house was a fair size, four good sized bedrooms with a nice big yard, since Cal and I had planned to have a family one day, at least before he ran off to be with his new lady.

That was the one thing that really made me sad, that at nearly thirty-six, with no man in my life, that I might never have a child.

When I got to the front door and pulled it open, I just about swallowed my tongue, finding myself face to face with a pair of insanely buff identical twins. Both clad in snug fitting jeans and body-hugging black tank tops, with the most amazing thick, dark hair, gorgeous sun-bronzed skin, as handsome as sin, and wearing identical naughty grins.

Oooh, I could already imagine, if I was the type to fool around, the fun I could have with them. And apparently so could my pussy, from the way it was clenching.

Even though I hadn't had sex since long before my husband had left me, over four months ago, I didn't think it would be too smart to get myself tangled up with these two, no matter how good, or how much fun I imagined they'd probably be.

I noticed casually glancing down at them that they were pretty well hung, too, from the impressive outline of what was pressing against their jeans. But I forced myself to remember that I'd only hired them to work on the yard, and I was not about to get busy with them, no matter how tempting they looked.

The one with slightly longer hair, held out his hand with his eyes slowly raking me over from the top of head all the way down to my red high-heeled sandals, of course sending my pulse into overdrive. Then with his big hand wrapped firmly around mine, he flashed the most devilish grin as he introduced them. "I'm Adrian, and this is my brother, Luis. And we're here to work on your pool surround and driveway."

I nodded, and when I noticed he just kept holding onto my hand, while still eating me up with his eyes, I finally found it in me to tug my hand free and replied a little breathlessly, "Good to meet you, I'm Ginger." I crooked my finger, and swallowed hard, trying to ignore how fast my heart was pounding, as I told them, "Now if you'll follow me out to the yard, I'll show you what needs doing."

What I didn't see, was them elbowing each other as they followed behind me rolling their eyes at the sway of my hips, and smiling at the sight of bare ass, with just a little bit of latex bisecting my cheeks.

Which was probably just as well, because if I knew they were interested, I might just be tempted to throw caution to the wind and have a little fun with them. Especially with how hard I'd been working my vibrator lately, I knew I could really use a tune up. And I'd bet my last dollar these two would know exactly what I needed, too.

Once we stepped outside into the heat of the punishing mid-day sun, I walked them around the pool and pointed out the few cracks in the concrete and mortar that needed repairing and the uneven flagstones that would have to be re-leveled. Then I showed them a few other areas of the poured concrete patio and long driveway that were looking a little sad and sprouting a few weeds here and there, where it had cracked over the last few years.

Luis, who I noted kept his hair cropped a little shorter, which was the only way I could tell them apart, nodded as he looked around. "Okay. I'll go out and get what we need to do the job, and I should be back soon."

Once he'd left, I said to his hunky brother Adrian, "I was just going in for a dip. It won't bother you if I swim while you're working, will it?"

Once he finally lifted his hungry gaze, from my full round breasts, flashing me a killer smile, he said, "No, feel free; If you don't mind me stripping down to my shorts. I think it's a little too hot today to work in jeans and a shirt."

Watching him peel out of his clothes, I swear I almost came on the spot. Holy crap was he ever ripped, ooh with such a full broad chest, and a nice dusting of thick dark hair that trailed all the way to... that insanely tempting bulge. Oh, wow. What an incredible this guy had, just like his brother.

Lucky me -- two hot young stud muffins for the price of one.

Once he'd gotten his jeans and shirt off, as I desperately fought to stifle a moan, I swear I could almost feel my tongue sliding over his body. From his well-muscled pecs, lower over his six pack, all the way down into his snug black jogging shorts that did nothing to conceal the shape of his delightfully long, semi-erect cock.

He smirked at me knowingly as he folded his clothes and put them on a lounge chair, probably already guessing how much I'd love to have a feel of him gliding over my fingers, never mind sliding over my tongue, or better yet pushing deep into my needy pussy.

Then when he looked up and eyed the house, he brought me back to where I was, when he asked, "So you live here on your own?"

Finding my voice, I managed to say, "Yes, it's just me now, since my ex-husband and I split up a few months back."

Raking his eyes over me, he slowly began to smile, like a fox who'd cornered a chicken in the hen house. I guess because he knew I was without a man now and maybe feeling a little vulnerable, never mind correctly assuming I was horny as fuck.

Somehow I managed to tear my eyes off him. Blowing out a shaky breath I turned and reached for the bottle of sunscreen on the patio table and began to give myself a good coating, so I wouldn't fry in the sun. Being a pale-skinned, freckled redhead, I had to be careful not to burn.

Once I'd carefully covered every inch of my front, I was reaching around to try and do my back, and I yelped when I felt the bottle being plucked out of my hand. And the next thing I knew I was shuddering right to my toes as I felt the heat of Adrian's deep sexy voice whisper against my ear, "Allow me."

Then I felt those big strong hands of his slicking up the back of my body, starting at my neck, where he took the time to gently massage away the tightness in my tense muscles, which really had me fighting not to whimper. He already had me so blissed out, just from the feel of his freaking hands sliding over me.

Gradually his big meaty hands slid lower, where he worked his talented fingers down along my spine, then smoothed them back up along my waist, till he was slipping his fingers over the sides of tingling breasts, making me gasp and shiver as he toyed with the twins -- ever so subtly mind you.

As he murmured against my ear, "God, your skin is like silk," his curious hands slid lower still. Until he was working them across the bottom of bare butt cheeks, getting every inch of me tingling, and making pussy embarrassingly wet, as he kneaded my flesh firmly between his fingers, like he was trying to make bread out of my ass. I bit into my lip and fought to keep quiet as I felt him move down along my thighs, where he slid his hands between my legs, and slowly worked his magic over my most sensitive flesh.

But I couldn't hold back, and I whimpered out loud as he began to massage higher up along my upper thighs. Until his probing fingers were

almost

, but sadly not quite connecting with my sodden pussy, before stopping and continuing the journey south over both my trembling legs right to my feet, till finally he had me fully covered, nearly crawling out of my skin and totally breathless.

I'd never felt anything like it. It was like he knew my body like the back of his hand.

Turning to face him, my chest heaving, and my nipples hard as pebbles, I stood staring at him, shocked by how good it felt to have his hands on me, especially considering that I barely knew him. But all he did was put the sunscreen back on the patio table, smile teasingly into my eyes, as though nothing had happened and said, "There you go. You should be good now."

Good?

Was he fucking kidding me? I was so ready to jump his bones I don't know how I managed to contain myself and hold back. Especially when I glanced down and saw that I wasn't the only one turned on by his kinky little massage. I could clearly see that he was now fully erect and his steely cock was nearly popping out of the top of his body-hugging shorts, practically begging me to have a lick.

I could actually feel a shiver run through me -- despite the fact it had to be at least a hundred degrees out -- just thinking about how good it would feel to give in and let him have at me.

It had just been so long. And I really needed to get laid -- so badly, I could hardly see straight imagining how amazing he could make me feel with a cock that size, and hands as talented as his.

I closed my eyes, fighting a losing battle. Oh, god, was he ever tempting me to just go for it.

But instead of doing anything I might regret, giving my head a firm shake to try and banish all the kinky thoughts racing around my brain, I stepped to the edge of the pool, lifted my hands over my head, and dove in.

The water just felt so cool and refreshing, that it shocked me back to reality. As I dove down and swam the length of the pool along the bottom, I could almost forget the hottie I'd left at the water's edge -- almost.

I swam for probably twenty minutes, doing lap after lap, surprised at how good it felt to lose myself in the water. The sun was just so hot, and luckily the water was a perfect temperature for cooling off.

But then I surfaced, looked up and noticed that Adrian was running a hand over his cock through his shorts and flashing me a sexy smile, as though tempting me to

come get it.

Oh, fuck. Like I wasn't already tempted. My poor neglected pussy was dripping with need even before I got in the water, especially after that uber sexy massage he'd gifted me with. Glancing from side to side, I knew my backyard was private enough that no one would be able to see us --

if

I decided to let him take me.

Finally, I just gave in and thought,

Why the hell not?

It wasn't like I'd ever see him again. So I swam to the ladder closest to him, stepped out of the pool, dripping with water and shivering hard as I looked up longingly into his eyes.

Sensing my consent, he stepped closer, cupped my face in hands, touched his lips to mine and kissed me. Oh, god, and that was all it took. I surrendered. Instantly lost in the taste of him, pushing up on my toes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and eagerly mated with his warm, soft tongue. And holy smokes, did this guy ever know how to make love with his mouth -- which had me wondering what those talented lips would feel like on my already quivering, desperately throbbing pussy.

And oh lordy, I was about to find out. Dusting little kisses over my face, Adrian effortlessly lifted me into his arms, and walked me over to one of lounge chairs sitting in the shade under a tree. Then he set me down, recaptured my mouth with his, and kissed me long and slow, until he had me mindless with need. Finally, he broke the kiss, got onto his knees and began to tug my bikini bottom down over my legs. Casting it aside, he groaned at the sight of my dripping pussy, and all I could do was quietly moan, knowing that my dry spell was about to end with one hell of a bang, thanks to this hot as sin stud.

Looking mesmerized, he ran his fingers through the little tuft of red curls sitting on the top of my mound, and murmured, "Don't ever shave this off. I just love these little red curls." Then he ran his hands up along my legs. Smiling into my eyes, he said, "And I really love the silky softness of this ivory white skin and the dusting of freckles you've got everywhere, especially on these pretty breasts." Feathering kisses over the tops of my swelling twins he locked his gaze on mine and murmured, "You're a very beautiful, desirable woman, Ginger."

As he pulled back, smiling hungrily into my eyes, I just stared at him wide-eyed, trying to convince myself that this was really happening. It had been so long since anyone had told me that they found me attractive, especially my ex, who'd obviously turned his attention to someone else a long time ago. I could hardly believe my ears. Surely this gorgeous hunk of a man, who could probably have anyone he wanted, couldn't really be attracted to a pale little red-head like me, could he?

When he slid his body over mine, blanketing me in his weight to claim my mouth, I groaned when I felt him slide his hand between my legs and slip a finger inside me. And as he began to slowly work it in and out of my embarrassingly squelching pussy, he had me whimpering into his kiss and desperately clawing at his back, I was so ready for this.

"You are so wet," he whispered against my lips. "And I think you need this, don't you?"

Seeing no point in denying it, I nodded, gazed into his big brown eyes and told him the truth. "Yes, so much."

Then he grinned and added a second finger, and really began to give me the finger-fucking I'd been aching for. And as the clever man added the pleasure of roughly tugging a nipple through my bikini top, he had my entire body humming like a tuning fork, while he had my poor pussy nearly convulsing into spasms.

Desperate to feel him skin on skin, I unfastened the front tie of my bra top and tossed it over my shoulder, so he could get at my girls unimpeded. As I watched his eyes flare open wide at the sight of my bare breasts, I didn't care that I barely knew him. Obviously the man knew just what I needed, and that's all that mattered to me. Added to the fact that he was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous with a body to die for, and a cock big enough to literally melt my pussy and make me scream for a week, really made up my mind. And I knew I had to do this.

I needed this so badly right now, I just hoped he was prepared to give me the good hard pounding I'd been aching for.

The man had my poor pussy buzzing so hard, I knew that none of my toys, no matter how big, could ever measure up to the feel of a real live man pleasuring me like this, as I breathlessly waited for the feel of him sinking that monster of his deep inside me.

He had me so aroused, that every inch of me was shivering with anticipation, from my scalp right down to my toes, knowing I was about to get the relief I'd been aching for for months. And he was just so big, when he'd pressed himself against my belly, that I already knew I was about to get the ride of my fucking life.

Then he stood, flashing me a teasing smile, as I bit down hard into my lip and whimpered as I watched him finally tug down his shorts -- freeing the most beautiful, longest hardest cock I'd ever seen. I could feel my mouth beginning to water as I stared, as it proudly stood straight up in the air, glistening under the sun, like it knew it was the perfect embodiment of manhood.

Eager for a taste of him, I licked my lips hungrily eyeing the fat bead of pre-come oozing from the swollen tip, that I could almost taste sliding over my tongue. But I was torn between wanting to feel that much man pushing past my lips, while also desperately wishing that he already had it buried in me just as deep as he could go.

Fuck. I was so ready for him now, I knew he could do whatever he wanted to me and I wouldn't deny him, no matter how kinky it got.

With that sexy smile playing on his lips and his long-lashed, warm brown eyes locked on mine, he got down on his knees, lifted my legs over his shoulders and tenderly kissed his way from my feet, along my calves, and up between my thighs, getting me shivering for him all over again. Till at last he had a lip lock on my cunt that I just couldn't believe, making my eyes almost pop right out of my freaking head. Clenching the arms of the lounge chair in a death grip, fighting the urge crawl right out of my skin, he had every last inch of me quivering like I was crazed.

Holy crap! The guy really knew how to make love to a pussy! Then he added two thick fingers, and gave me a rough little finger-fucking as he worked over my clit with his talented tongue, till finally he had me screaming like I was possessed, with everything I owned shaking right down to the soles of my feet. I knew I'd never come as hard -- ever. And I was so glad now that I'd let him have me.

Looking pleased at how wiped out I looked, he smiled up at me and pressed one last lingering open-mouthed kiss to my desperately quivering pussy. Then, amazingly, he had me shivering even harder, barely able to breathe, as I watched his eyes grow dark as he took hold of his cock and started to nudge his fat cockhead inside me.

Holy smokes! My eyes shot open, and I dug my fingers deeper into the chair, wincing at the feel of him working that much man meat into my tight little hole.

Oh, wow, was he ever a big one. So incredibly thick and long and hard, I was already madly in love with his cock, even the slight sting of him stretching me inside felt so good that I was already hoping he'd be willing to fuck me forever.

As he began to pull out and then thrust back into my delighted little snatch, filling me up tighter with every flex of his hips, I just looked up at the sky wondering what I'd done to deserve something that felt this insanely good.

Oh, god, and if that wasn't enough, when he swiveled his hips and started hitting me inside right where I needed him, I swore I started seeing stars, and decided that I never wanted him to pull out. He was just so good at working my pussy. And it just felt so indescribable to be stretched almost to the point of pain while he was pleasuring me like I'd never been pleasured before.

Talk about a fuck of a lifetime.

I was so lost in the feel of him, sliding harder and deeper into my body with every determined thrust, while he teased my girls with sharp little pinches and tugs on my throbbing nipples that I didn't hear his brother come into the yard.