I want to thank you for stopping by to read my story. It is a work of fiction, so some artistic license is to be expected. And to be clear, even though I refer to them as boys or young men they are all most certainly over 18.
I want to give a special thanks to Gem. (you know who you are.) Gem is my muse and encouraged me to post the fruit of my large and as you will read, warped imagination. Much love Sweetheart. Enough babbling, enjoy!
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Tiffany was pissed. Here she was strolling down a beautiful beach on what should have been a romantic holiday with her husband. 10 days (about 1 and a half weeks) in Greece in a villa on the Aegean Sea.
But business came first, he begged off, he had to see to who knows what emergency that had arisen. So, she got mad and called her 2 boyfriends. They had both said they could not be gone that long their wives would not understand. "Wives!" Where did that come from. She did not even know either was married.
Oh, there will be hell to pay when she got back to the States. So here she was on a gorgeous day, the waves from the sea lapping at the shore as she walked in her oh so tiny bikini. Yellow, the cups of the top just barely covering her large, long nipples. Which poked against the thin material fully on display. The bottom was no better, it barely covered her nether lips, just a small patch of cloth. Her lips clearly defined in an obvious camel toe.
Her only consolation was the beach was deserted so she could fume in peace. But as she came closer to the stairs up to her villa even her peace was in jeopardy. She noticed 3 young men descending the stairs. Her temper flared a moment then was gone as she saw it was Paul the villa's caretaker. With him were 2 other young men.
Paul, if she were to admit it was what a Greek god would look like if one came down from Mount Olympus. He stood just over 6 feet, wavey black hair and a deep tan. Broad shoulders, not muscle bound but well defined. Classic 6 pack abs and very fit and well-formed thighs and calves.
Walking next to him towards the shoreline, the other 2 young men were a stark contrast from one-another. The one walking next to Paul was obviously serious about weightlifting. Standing a bit taller than Paul, 6' 1" but extremely broad. His shoulders rippled with muscle. His chest was huge, bulging with more muscles. Thick in the waist with legs like tree trunks. Topping his head was a crew cut of light sandy colored hair. The third young man was a bit shorter 5' 10". He was slim but well-muscled. He had a swimmer's body. His brown hair was cut close.
Paul turned and with a smile said, "hello Miss Tiffany, it a beautiful day, no? Please let me introduce you, this is Karl pointing at Mr. Muscles, and this is Eric pointing to the swimmer. They both said hello to her, and she smiled and said hello back. Paul continued, "we all had the day off so came down to go swimming. If that is ok with you that is, we don't want to intrude."
Tiffany's mood had taken a decided upswing looking the lads up and down. She turned to Paul and said, "have fun in the surf." The three started taking off their clothes. Tiffany sat and watched behind her sunglasses as their shoes socks and shirts came off.
Then she was shocked to her core being, as all they had on were shorts, she figured they would head for the water. But to her astonishment they all grabbed the waist band of their shorts and quickly slid them down.
She almost fainted, came, screamed, and fell out of her chair. Eric's cock hung down impressively. He was uncircumcised. In her mind Tiffany calculated he would be 7- or 8-inches erect. Paul was even more blessed circumcised, when fully engorged he had to be 9 or 10 inches. But she almost fainted a second time looking at Karl. He was gifted a monster between his thighs. It hung 7 8 inches flaccid. Tiffany could not even begin to guess how long it would be hard. 12" or more.
The three of them then turned and bolted towards the waves laughing and pushing each other playfully. Tiffany sat trying to catch her breath pondering what she had just seen. Her normal paramours had 6 or 7 inches. The longest she could remember was a gentleman with a bit over 8".
Eric had more than that and he was the shortest of the three. Tiffany realized she was very wet between her thighs. If not for the sound of the waves she would be making squishing noises as she clenched her thighs together. She was pulled from her reverie by Paul calling her to join them. They were tossing a ball around and wanted her to complete the square.
She debated for a second before pushing herself to her feet and tossing her sunglasses onto the chair. As she reached the point where the waves were lapping at the sand, the three lads in unison called her to halt. Tiffany stopped a quizzical look on her face. Eric speaking for the first time smiled and tells her the game they are playing requires the participants to be naked. He holds out his arms and says," see we are already in uniform."
She laughed, "Such a thin line." At any other time, she would have turned and walked back to her chair. But what was waiting for her just under the waves made up her mind for her quickly. Tiffany laughed and pulling loose bows on her top and bottom, she pulled the small suit from her body and tossed it towards the chair.
She plunged in, splashing all three and laughing with them. The "game" with the ball lasted only a fleeting time. Soon they were all dunking and splashing one another. And as each of the men swam passed her, a stray hand would "accidently" caress her body. A soft hand on her tush, fingers brushing her nipples. One hand was bold enough to caress her mons in passing.
It got quiet except for the sound of the waves as she realized the three were standing around her. Not close but within arm's length. Tiffany smiled and thought to herself. The game has just changed and for the better to be sure.
The three moved a bit closer and started circling her. Hands caressed her back sliding around over her arm touching her breasts ever so softly. One finger pulling her nipple to the side then releasing it. Hands slid over her lower back rubbing up and down gently. Then sliding around to caress her stomach, fingers playing briefly with her belly button.
Lastly hands groped her ass cheeks, sliding over her thigh and wandering gently over her mons just above her clit. One finger tapping her clit as it went by. All the time the three men talked to her, complimenting her beauty and her body.
After a time, the hands fell away, and they moved closer to her. They slowed their movement. Then she felt them, obviously they were all extremely excited because she could feel all their turgid members sliding over her skin. Feeling three extremely hard cocks on her body, her arousal level went off the charts.
Finally, they stopped. Karl stood in front of her towering over her. Paul and Eric were behind her on either side. All three moved in till they were touching all sides. Karl leaned in grasped Tiffany's thighs and lifted her till she felt his hard shaft slide down her stomach to her mound. Karl looked deep into Tiffany's eyes, "take my cock and slide the head between your lips."
She took hold of the hard rod, pushing it down till the huge head scraped over her clit and nestled between her wet lips. Paul and Eric moved in, their bodies supporting her. Each then placed a hand on one of her cheeks supporting her from sliding down Karl's body.
Tiffany instinctively hooked her legs around Karl's legs. In doing this her pussy opened like a flower her labia spreading ready to accept the head that was probing her wetness.
