This was my favorite part about my new house, the backyard. Ah, I thought, lying back on my float, privacy. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sun on my naked skin. I loved being nude, and here I could with no one to care. I chuckled evilly to myself, except my nosey neighbors, a more straight-laced pair could not be found in the city. They had come over after church on Sunday to offer me a casserole, welcome me to the neighborhood, and gossip about the other neighbors. What would they think to see me now?
My hand, which had been trailing in the cool water, lifted unconsciously to my breast, and began fondling the nipple as my thoughts transferred to their sons. We had not been introduced, I had a feeling there might be a reason for that. I had been watching them play one-on-one in their driveway without their shirts. When they returned from their runs, all golden tan and sweaty, I usually had to check my mail just then or water the flowers on my porch. My pussy was getting wet just thinking of them. Identical twins. 18 years old, tall, tan and buff, shaggy auburn hair, and, considering their parents, I had a feeling they were virgins.
My nipple was so erect it was hurting by this point and my pussy was so wet and needy that I brought my other hand up to rub my clit. My head pressed backward as my fingers slipped inside, pumping. My eyes were closed imagining the twins were working me over. I knew they had been watching me. I made sure to do aerobics in the nude when I knew they were home alone, and, of course, the blinds facing their house were left open. I pumped my pussy harder wanting to come. I opened my eyes a bit and glanced at the corner of their second floor. The only place one could possibly see my secluded backyard haven was one corner bedroom of their home, had I just seen that curtain move?
I didn't really care as I felt jolts zing through me as my orgasm started. I pumped as deep as I could and pinched at my nipples loving that bite of pain. My fingers were flooded and I groaned as I came. I looked at that window once more. The two boys were standing there watching me. I took my fingers from my pussy and licked them, one at a time, hoping they enjoyed the show. I rolled off my float and climbed out the edge of the pool making sure to sway my hips and let them see every wet naked inch of me.
I wasn't usually quite so blatant, but, frankly, I was feeling a bit sex starved and lonely. I had been happily married for many years. My husband had died five years ago in a motorcycle accident. I still missed him, but life goes on. He was wild and crazy and we had had a passionate life together. He would not have wanted me to be tame. Recently, I had been feeling tame however. I had just turned 40 two months ago and moved to this small town only two weeks ago. I had had to behave and maintain a public image so my life had been pretty dull.
These boys could be just what I needed, I thought devilishly as I toweled off and entered my house. How long would it be before they were in my clutches? Hmmm. If they really were virgins, could I show them a thing or two? Initiate them? That sounded like a fun challenge. I climbed the stairs and entered my bedroom, which just happened to face that same corner one where the boys had been watching me from, and opened my blinds. I flopped down on the bed, grabbed my vibe off the nightstand and, hoping they might still be watching, fucked myself for all I was worth till I was screaming in orgasm.
The next day as I made my way to my hidden oasis to swim I wore only a Cheshire Cat grin and carried a certain pool toy, which I knew my two window watchers would enjoy. I launched my float out to the middle of the pool, then, I dived in and swam a few laps until I caught sight of the curtains in the corner moving. Glistening wet and naked, I climbed onto my float and settled in to give them a show guaranteed of a standing ovation.
I lay back and got comfortable with my legs spread and trailing in the water on each side of the float. My hands were immediately caressing my breasts and pulling on my nipples. I bent my head down and lifted my breast high and proceeded to suck on it till it hurt. I then did the same to the other. I could feel my desire rising. I needed some cock in me. I needed to be fucked. I took my pool toy from the cup holder on my float. It was my largest waterproof vibrator, nine inches long and two inches wide, very filling.
Using two fingers, I spread my pussy wide, and inserted my vibe into my wetness, one inch at a time. It slid easily into me, all the way. Mmmmm yes. I slid it out and slammed it back in, over and over, in and out. I was panting and groaning. By this time I had floated over to the side of the pool, conveniently my pussy was facing my audience. I propped my feet on the edge of the pool, my legs spread wide. I was going to cum hard and good. The thought of my audience spurred me on. The sensations were spreading. I could not hold back and screamed out loud as the waves began crashing though my body. My pussy flooded.
It was so good I could barely move once I had finished myself. I looked up at the window. The twins were standing watching me, each equipped with a pair of binoculars! Oh yes, they were ready. I wanted them. Tomorrow I would have them. I pulled the vibe from my pussy and proceeded to lick it clean as they watched, and I hoped drooled over the performance.
On the third day I made my way out to my pool in a very different way, completely, demurely attired in a one-piece swimsuit, my long, chocolate brown hair pulled up in a ponytail. I bit my lip to keep from grinning as I spread my towel on a lounge. I then slowly slathered myself with tanning oil and made my way down the steps and began swimming across the pool. Once in the center, I stopped and tread water. I looked up at their window, seeing them there; I beckoned them to come to me. I then floated on my back back to the steps and climbed out of the pool. I lay down on my lounge and waited.
Within minutes I heard the latch on the side gate, some rustling and whispering, then they appeared around the corner of the house and let themselves into the screened pool area. I carefully refrained from licking my lips as they approached. Twin sentinels of masculinity. I was filled instantly with longing and desire.
"Hello," I greeted them. "It's an awfully hot day. I thought you two might like a swim. We haven't been introduced by the way. I'm Catrina, Cat for short. And you two?"
"Scott," said the one that appeared just a tad bit taller.
"Steven," said the other. "Call me Steve."
"You two are so much alike that I may mess that up. Forgive a lady ahead of time?" I looked them over carefully noting their deep green eyes and the red streaks in their hair.
"Sure," Scott answered. "No problem. Folks mix us up all the time. Thanks for the invite but we have to head back to get our suits."
"No you don't," I responded, wondering how quickly I could push them. "My pool is clothing optional. There is a bathroom inside that door there where you can change and grab a towel."
I watched as they looked at each other. They seemed to be talking but didn't say anything. I had never been around twins before. This could be fun.
"Thank you Miss Cat. We'll change and be right back," Steve finally answered.
"Hurry back boys," I said as they walked away. When I was sure they were no longer looking I finally gave in and grinned like a cat and licked my lips in anticipation. As I had expected, they were back quickly, each with a towel modestly draped about his waist.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," I clucked at them. "So modest boys." I reached out swiftly and gave each towel a sharp yank. They fell to the ground exposing them to the light of day. Well hung just as I had imagined.
I was quite surprised when one of the boys, I think it was Scott, commented, "That makes you a bit overdressed Miss Cat."
"Hmm," I responded. "Maybe you can help me with that? I'll need to oil the spots I've missed." I rose from my lounge and slowly with many extra wiggles, peeled myself out of my tight suit until I stood before them naked and proud. I reached down and grabbed the oil. They surprised me again when they each held out a hand for some. Maybe I had misjudged their experience. I squirted some oil into each of their palms.
One of the boys stepped behind me, one stayed in front. They began at my shoulders and like a well-oiled machine they began massaging the oil into my skin. Their hands were thorough giving extra attention to my breasts, which were at attention, and later my ass and pussy. I was practically purring when they had finished.
"You've done that before?" I asked.
"No ma'am," one answered. "But we have wanted to do that to you for days now."
"You are quite honest, aren't you?"
"Yes ma'am," said the other. "Our parents brought us up not to lie."
"Did they bring you up not to 'lie' with an older woman?"
"We were taught sex was to be respected. It is special."
"Well," I answered, "it is. Have you had a girl yet?" I bluntly asked, wondering.
"No ma'am. But..." the one whom I thought was Steve responded.
"But...?"
