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So, our first year at university was at an end. We had all made it through to the second year. Not that any of us doubted for a second that we would. We had the certainty that comes with youth. Si, Sandy and I had managed to organise our relationship. I wanted both of them. I wanted my nights of thrilling sex. Si gave me things that Sandy didn’t and vice versa. Being the grown up, young, intellectuals that we were, we had come up with a simple plan. Sunday, Monday and Tuesday nights Si slept with me. Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights Sandy did. We all had Wednesday night off. We were so adult!
Time came for us all to vacate the house and drift off back to our homes. Just before leaving Si had had some interesting news. A few months earlier his old aunt had died. He was very fond of her. From his tales of her she was also barking mad and very well off. Her will had gone through all the legal stuff and suddenly Si was the half owner of a flat near The Royal Albert Hall here in London and a full owner of a small cottage somewhere in the depths of Herefordshire. He came from a wealthy family, and he had suddenly become wealthier. Lucky devil. Although he was a very generous person. Seldom did we go without wine, beer and cider. We also had many scrumptious titbits from the posh food shops. Along with a very good supply of certain chemical products.
I returned home to the farm. My family had not changed at all. I have no idea why I expected that they would have. Same farm, same life, same people. It was not very long before I was kicking my heels around the place, feeling bored. But not just bored. I was missing the guys. I was missing the sex. I was missing the fun we had together. We had become a sort of unit. I know that sounds terrible, be we had melded together.
After about three weeks I had a phone call from Si. He asked if I wanted to go and see his newly acquired cottage. Without a second thought I said yes. As arranged a few days later he turned up in his car at our farm. To my great delight and surprise Sandy was in the car with him, his beaming smile shouting out “Surprise!” I was so glad to see the two of them I almost burst out crying, actually… I did. My two heroes, my two best friend, my two lovers. I rushed them indoors to meet my family. A swift round of sandwiches and a big pot of tea later we were in the car and away. I needed to get away before Ma and Da or my nosey little sister asked too many questions.
We drove and drove in Si’s car. It seemed to take hours but eventually we arrived in the village where the cottage was. We stopped in the village and did some shopping. That was the easy part of the journey. Si had not been to the cottage for about 10 years. Finding it’s exact location was proving to be difficult. Eventually after having driven up and down the same lane we found the place. It was set back from the road quite a way. Behind a very overgrown hedge. It was very apparent that no one had lived there for a good few years. The cottage, small and sweet though it was needed a lot of TLC. So did the garden. After a bit of a struggle Si managed to unlock the door. The place was dusty, damp and chilly even in the warmth of the summer. More than a lick of paint was called for.
I felt sorry for Si, he was obviously crest fallen. In his mind’s eye it was still the holiday cottage of his aunt. A place he had spent much of his school holidays. Now a place empty of cheer and comfort, and sleeping under a blanket of dust. There was nothing for it except to just get on with giving the place a reasonable cleaning. At least enough to make it liveable for three students. It was a small place, an advantage when it comes to cleaning. I sorted out the kitchen, the guys wrestled an old mattress down stairs. There was only one armchair to sit on. Very little by way of furniture was in the old place. After we had eaten a sandwich we took our drinks out into the garden. It was a lovely warm summers evening. Si, rather excitedly escort beşiktaş began to tell us of the stream at the bottom of the garden. He and his brother had one year created a deep pool in it, deep enough for them to muck about in. Si was delighted to find that the pool was still there. “Oh come on, let’s get in.” His delight at finding this one aspect of his memories to be still as it was, was very apparent to Sandy and I. Si was rapidly getting undressed as was by now Sandy. I started, but then stopped. We had all seen each other naked before, but not the three of us, together, naked. I have no idea why I was unsure about getting naked with the two of them. They both played on the same soccer team, so were accustomed to seeing each other naked in the showers after the match. They quickly divested themselves of clothes and picked their way out into the big rock pool. They turned to see where I was. “Oh come on Tess, it’s lovely and cool.” I half turned to go back to the cottage. “Tess, what’s wrong?” That was a very good question. What was wrong? Why was I unwilling to get undressed? The guys splashed each other with the cool water. Seeing them laughing and enjoying themselves made me feel in some way annoyed at them. Clearly enjoying themselves, and I standing aside and apart from them, on the bank, clothed and suddenly concerned, but about what? I could not say.
Finally, with more encouragement from the guys I got undressed. For the first time ever I felt awkward in my nakedness, in our nakedness. Sandy held out his hand to me, he looked me in they eyes and said “It’s ok Tess, don’t worry, we are fine here, just us, together as ever.” He held out his hand and smiled at me. I had the distinct feeling that he understood what I was feeling. As if he felt my dilemma.
I still somewhat reluctantly got into the stream. Sandy took my hand and said softly, in his Scots accent, “Awww Tess, what a body!” Young men can be such flatterers and will say anything if they think it will get them what they want from you. But I knew that Si and Sandy had no need for flattery, they already had me, and indeed I had them. My two lovers, my glorious heroes, my source of so much delight.
Sandy helped me through the cold stream. The three of us sat up to our chest in the flowing water. I sat in between them. I was still struggling to come to terms with what was happening. Here we all were, together. Just like we had been in our London house. But it was different, it was strange, it was just plain odd.
“You OK Tess?” asked Si. I just nodded my head.
We sat for a short while in the gathering dusk. We sat there listening to the water and watching the birds come home to roost. Each of them had placed a gentle hand on my thighs. Just holding me, offering a steady, comforting hand. I began to relax.
Si finally stood up, gave a shiver, and said “Fuck this, I’m freezing my balls off!”
Sandy and I smiled at each other, the hardy Scot and the sturdy Welsh gal had seen off the soft Englishman. But we followed him out of the stream. We had not thought to bring towels obviously, as it was an impromptu dunking. We gathered up our clothes and collecting our drinks, headed indoors.
We allocated tasks. I was to sort out the food, Si the sleeping arrangements and Sandy to get a fire going in the hearth as it was getting a bit chilly, and the firelight helped as we had no electric lighting and no candles either.
As I was cooking one of my by now famous one pot meals Si announced that we only had one mattress and a few sheets (rather fusty and damp) and a few pillows. This was going to be like rough camping. Sandy had no problem at all sourcing some firewood, and had a gentle fire purring away in no time at all. We sat on the floor in the firelight and ate our meal in silence, just enjoying the camaraderie, the peace and the joy of being in each other’s company again.
We all cleared away the pots into the by escort levent now dark kitchen. As there was not enough light we said that we would leave the washing up until morning. The fire, although not needed really for warmth, gave us a soft, flickering light. Si had placed the one mattress on the floor in front of the fire. The three of us lay there in the lovely light drinking wine and talking. Sandy produced one of his world renowned joints. We were so happy, we had wine, weed and each other. Honestly, was there more we needed?
We lay there laughing at…… at…… well, nothing at all really. I was so happy. I reflected on why I was so happy. Seriously, why was I so happy? Well it was the wine and the weed and the fact that I was with the two men that I…… that I…… loved. The realisation hit me with an alarming shock. Yes, the two men I loved.
We lay there together on that mattress, chilled and quiet, relaxed and happy. Sandy half sat up and said,
“What day is it?”
“Tuesday, why?” said Si.
“Just wondering, that’s all really.”
This very short conversation hung in the air. Each of us knew what this meant.
I put in and said,
“Excuse me! That arrangement was for back in London.”
“So, where does that leave us now then?” asked Sandy.
“I don’t know.” I said, “We need to talk about this, but not now while we are all three parts pissed and stoned to fuck!”
We all lay back down. There was nothing said for several minutes. I was laying between Si and Sandy. They each lay beside me on their sides. Nothing was being said, the silence became unbearably heavy. The tension in the air was huge. I turned my head and looked at Sandy. His dreadlocked hair reflecting firelight as were his eyes. I turned and looked at Si, his bold, chiselled features, the shadows flickering on his face. He raised his head slightly and kissed me so softly on the mouth. As he was kissing me I felt Sandy kiss my exposed neck. I turned and kissed Sandy. I felt Si slip his hand under my tee shirt. His thumb crossed my nipple and it seemed to light a fire deep inside me. The guys began to kiss my mouth and neck in turns, both of them with a hand up my tee shirt. I felt them pulling my tee shirt up, I raised my body to assist them in extracting me from it. The sheer heat of our passion was building and building. I felt Si slip his hand behind me, he began to try and undo my bra. Again I raised myself to assist. I lay back, the guys kissing me, massaging my breasts, kissing and sucking my nipples.
I began feeling my inner self being elevated onto a cloud of extreme pleasure. Sandy’s hand drifted slowly down my body, He popped the button on the waist of my shorts. I then felt him unzip them. He slowly, very slowly slid his hand down and inside my panties. His fingers made contact with my clit and I gave a huge sigh of pleasure. Si halted his pleasuring of my breast and sitting up pulled my shorts and panties down my legs. Again, exposed to them in my nudity. Si took off his tee shirt and his shorts. Naked and very erect he again laid beside me, kissing my mouth, neck and breast. I let my hand take hold of his familiar cock. by now Sandy was also naked, his muscular body and hard cock against my side.
The pleasure was rocketing. I had both nipples being sucked, a finger stimulating my clit and another finger slipping effortlessly in and out of my incredibly wet pussy. In addition I held in my hands my true delight, two cocks. Their two cocks.
I was basking in the glory of the pleasure of having my two lovers thrilling my body. I briefly opened my eyes, the firelight dancing around the room and across the ceiling. I then saw Si and Sandy kissing each other as they played with my pussy. I closed my eyes again, I felt Sandy sucking on my nipple again and was distracted from what I saw, or thought I saw.
I could feel myself being pulled towards an orgasm. The pull getting stronger escort maslak and stronger until I felt a very nice wave of pleasure rush through me. Very shortly after Sandy began kissing my tummy and re positioning himself kissed, nibbled and licked his way down my body and was now giving me amazing oral sex. His tongue probing and exploring my eager pussy. It was just then that I realised that Si was fumbling around in his rucksack for something. But Sandy’s mouth had distracted me once again.
Sandy was using his mouth and tongue to excellent effect. His fingers were giving wonderful internal pleasure to my pussy and I was just drifting away towards yet another orgasmic heaven. For a brief few seconds Sandy stopped, he just suddenly stopped! I felt him exhale very deeply, his breath warm on my wetness.
I opened my eyes once more. I saw Si kneeling behind Sandy, who was no longer laying down eating my pussy, but kneeling, his ass in the air. Si was kneeling behind him, holding his pelvis. It was clear that Sandy was taking Si’s cock whilst fingering and licking me. What!? Seriously?! I sat half up, my weight on my elbows. I saw Sandy with his face between my legs, and Si fucking his ass.
“Errrr guys! What the fuck?”
Sandy lifted his face from between my legs and shuffled forwards, taking Si with him.
“Shush!” was all he said as le lay on top of me and eased his rigid cock inside me.
I then saw Si begin to pump and thrust into Sandy who in turn was inside me. The humping and pushing went on for a while. It became clear that Si had finished fucking Sandy and had pulled out of him, because suddenly Sandy took up a really strong thrusting rhythm into me, unencumbered by Si and his cock. He thrust deep, and hard. I felt him cum inside me as he had done so often, as they both had.
Being so taken aback by what I had seen I could not allow the orgasm I felt a few moments ago to build. I lay there, Si and Sandy now by my sides again, kissing me, my breasts and each other.
“OK, you two, what the fuck just happened?”
“Well, put at it’s most basic,” said Si, ” Sandy has just fucked you while I fucked Sandy. Simple really, darling.”
“And since when have you two been……………”
“Since our arrangement. You get Wednesday night off. That’s when we have our special time together.” Si said looking at Sandy, both of them grinning.
“So, you two have been……. erm”
“Fucking.” said Sandy.
“All this time?”
They both nodded and smiled. Then across me they kissed each other. As they broke off their kiss, Si kissed me on the mouth and Sandy kissed my nipple. All three of us in a caress of passion. I have no understanding of why this situation was so extremely arousing to me, but it was. I let the guys loose on my body. We did not fuck again that night, but with their two mouths and four hands they gave me several really strong orgasms before we all finally fell asleep in each others arms.
The next day we needed to have the talk. THE talk. From my rather selfish standpoint I still wanted them both, and wanted sex six nights a week. After a very long morning of talking. It was agreed over much coffee and cigarettes that there was no reason why we need one-on-one sex anymore. We had become a threesome. We had amazing sex that summer. I even smeared the lube on Si’s cock and fingered some into Sandy’s ass and watched as Si eased his cock inside Sandy. The two of them still fucked me, sometimes one after the other until I was almost comatose, their spunk running from my ravished pussy. We had sex every afternoon. A few times one or other of them caught me alone and just the two of us fucked. It was so exciting and different. We did so much, I particularly enjoyed the two of them jacking off over me and covering my tits with their creamy jizz. What was even more exciting was when they masturbated each other until they came over me.
Eventually we had to go to our homes. That was a dreadful journey, none of us was wanting to make. What made things easier was that Si’s brother was not wanting to live in the London flat that their aunt had left to the two of them, so it turned out that the three of us could live in it during university terms. Needless to say, we only used one bedroom.
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