Sunday morning.I awoke between my two lovers: my husband of almost 20 years and my teenage lover. I smiled as I recalled making love to each of them last night as we celebrated Stephen’s 18 th birthday. It may have been Stephen’s birthday, but I felt like it was me who got the ‘presents’.I reached down and said ‘hello to little Cindy’. She was wet and content. ‘Little Cindy’ (my vagina) was still brimming full of the wonderful cocktail of semen from last night. I was postponing getting up and washing the remnants of last night away. I admit, I liked having my men’s semen inside me. It is psychologically satisfying to me in a way you may not understand.Both men seemed to be waking as well. Jim gently took my arm and rolled me on my stomach. “Stephen, let’s give Cindy a massage.” Jim suggested to his ‘partner in crime’.Stephen rolled over next to me and began massaging my shoulders. Jim focused on the lower half of my body, from the waist down. As Jim rubbed my legs, ass and lower back, his fingers explored my wet, gooey and leaking vagina momentarily. He seemed to be surprised to find the volume of spent semen still remaining inside me.“Baby, you are sopping wet already”, he remarked.“No baby, that is the pool of semen you guys left in me last night. That is the remnants of a very wonderful night with the two loves of my life. Right now, there are millions of ‘spermies’ swimming around frantically looking for something to fertilize. Hopefully they won’t find anything. But they are swimming around inside your wife. She has been being a very bad little girl lately.”Looking over my shoulder, I could see Jim’s penis begin to stir and stiffen as I spoke. I have known for years that the very thought of another man’s sperm inside his wife stimulated and aroused him; as it did me. So I used this knowledge to arouse my loving husband.Stephen, on the other hand, needed no encouragement to become aroused. He woke with a hard-on every morning; and waking us next to me, in my marital bed this morning, only added to the stiffness of his erection.I loved having my men erect around me; it makes me feel sexy, desirable and, in a way, powerful.I felt like I was in heaven. Jim would run his fingers between my legs, massage my clit, insert a finger or two inside me briefly and then return to my ass and legs. I was becoming aroused again. Stephen was reaching around and cupping my breasts underneath me. I repeatedly felt both men’s erections bump against my bare skin. This was a wonderful way to wake up on a Sunday morning.Jim reached into our nightstand and retrieved a tube of k-y jelly, and placed some his fingers and applied the lubricant on my anus. I immediately tensed up. “What are you doing?” I asked with a slight panic in my voice.“Baby, I want you to try to take both of us together.” Jim said as he gently started to probe my now tense and sensitive anal opening. I was too scared to enjoy the soft exploratory probing that was going on at my backside. I just tensed up.“Jim, if you are suggesting a ‘double penetration’, you know I can’t do that. I can’t accommodate either of you back there. I wish I could; I really do. But it just won’t work. I’m too small, too tight. It will hurt too much.” I really did wish I could take both my lovers inside me together.“Baby, we will go slowly. I just want you to try.”“Baby, it just won’t work. I am too small, too tight back there. Both of you are too big.” I was trying to impose some reality about the physically geometry of Jim’s request. “Baby, if you want both of you inside me together, I will suck one of you and take the other in my pussy. That, I can do. That I would be happy to do for you; for both of you.”“Cindy, we will be very gentle. We won’t go any faster and further than you are comfortable with. I just want you to try to take us together. I want you to have both of us inside you together.” Jim pleaded.If you have been reading my stories, you already know, no matter ridiculous the requests may be, I always try to comply with Jim’s requests; but I knew I could not accommodate either of these men in my backside. I really wanted to do this for both of them. The idea of having both my men inside me in that manner did appeal to me emotionally and sexually; however, the physical geometry just did not work for me.“Jim, it’s not going to work. I am just too small, and too tense, and too scared. You would have to get me very drunk before I could even make a legitimate attempt at this.”Jim surprised me and stopped probing my ass, and seemed to consider what I was saying. “I think you are right. If we are ever going to do this, we want bayan escort beylikdüzü it to be right. You are too tense, too scared right now. We’ll wait.”Of all the things Jim could have done or said at that moment, deciding to stop and wait was the absolute last thing I expected. I looked at both men with bewilderment; waiting to see where this was going; what was next. With both my men erect and ready to go, I was shocked with Jim’s next statement as well.“Stephen, let’s take Cindy out for Sunday brunch at the club.” Jim said as he got up from the bed; his erection waving proudly in front of him.I did not want our morning interlude to end right now. I just wanted to stop the thoughts that either of them could take me anally.“I don’t think you two are in any shape to go out in public with those hard-ons. I would be happy to take care of those for you. I just can’t take either of you up my backside.” I offered.I felt guilty that my resistance to the double penetration offer was leaving my men unfulfilled this morning. I really did not want either of them having to take care of their erections manually, or for them to be frustrated. In fact, I took great pride in thinking neither of these men would ever be frustrated while living under my roof; I intended to see to that for the next several months, as long as Stephen was staying with us. Honestly, it was a matter of personal pride to me that neither man would ever have to look elsewhere for satisfaction. I wanted to be ‘all the woman’ they would ever need.But Jim was calling the shots. “No baby, we are going to spend today getting you in the mood. You do not need to worry about us this morning. We are going to spend today getting you relaxed and ready for both if us. Let’s get ready and go to brunch.”First, if getting me relaxed was his intent, he was missing the mark. I was nervous, slightly scared, frustrated and now I was feeling guilty. I looked over at Stephen who was still next to me on the bed, and quite erect. He was still slowly rubbing my shoulders as he watched these events unfold.Stephen got up slowly, and merely said, “OK, brunch it is. You’re the boss.” His penis was still straining to the ceiling, and bobbed up and down in the most erotic manner imaginable as he got up. He was obviously disappointed. I knew he would have opted to have me give him some release, either vaginally or orally; but he was going to honor Jim’s instructions at the moment. But if it had been Stephen’s sole decision, he’d be fucking me right now. I, too, was disappointed in the new direction my morning was heading.Jim instructed me, “Cindy, you go get cleaned up and get ready to go to brunch. Wear that green halter sun dress I like; but don’t wear any panties. I want you naked and accessible under the dress.”I felt my face redden at the thought of going to the club ‘commando’, sans underwear. This was a new twist. There would be friends and neighbors there. And, while the halter dress that Jim had instructed me to wear came down past my knees, it was silky and clingy. This particular dress did not have a built-in bra, so my nipples, when erect (which I knew they would be), would be plainly visible. And I knew that the movement of my bare ass under the silk material of the skirt would attract attention from each and every male that I encountered. I was going to be exposed to a point just short of being inappropriately dressed at the club. These thoughts embarrassed and excited me.I showered, and took a douche’ and washed the spent semen from my vagina and uterus. Normally, I would be kind of sad removing the final traces of my lovers semen from inside me, but at the moment, I was pre-occupied with the day I was facing.I dried, set my hair and donned my make-up, as I prepared for my date with my two lovers. As Jim had instructed, I put on the halter dress and felt very naked, very exposed as the silk material of the skirt caressed my bare ass. I put on some pumps with 3 inch heels to give me a bit more height. I did not wear hose.I inspected myself in the mirror. The dress was flattering, no question about it. The thin silky material accentuated my nipples nicely. It was readily apparent to anyone looking at me that I was braless. The 3 inch heels caused me to stand in a manner that pushed my tight little ass out nicely. Yes, I looked good. I felt more exposed than I probably was.It was nearly 11:00 a.m. when Jim and Stephen walked me to the car. As Jim held to front passenger’s door open for me he said, “I want your bare ass on the seat on the drive over to the club.”These instructions escort bayan beylikdüzü send a shot of excitement directly to my loins. I raised the back of my skirt and sat my bare bottom on the cold leather of Jim’s large BMW sedan as Stephen climbed in the car behind me. The leather on my bare ass kept me keenly aware of my level of exposure. And the instructions Jim was giving me tapped directly into my submissive nature. I was become aroused without either of my men even touching me.In the parking lot of the club, Jim opened the car door for me as Stephen stood behind him. “Show us your pussy before you get out.”, he instructed. I looked around and did not see anyone else in the immediate vicinity of our car, and raised my hem to show my now wet vagina. I wondered if my lubrication was going to leave a mark or puddle on Jim’s leather seats. I slowly got out of the car and then released me skirt, allowing it to fall back down and cover my nakedness. I was very aroused.I walked to our table as I felt my erect nipples rubbing against the thin material of my dress and keenly aware of my naked ass being caressed by my skirt. I could feel my face flush with embarrassment and excitement, but I could not look around the room to see what, if any, attention I had attracted. I was better off not knowing who was staring at me.We were seated and Jim ordered two Bloody Mary’s for us, and juice for Stephen. While Jim would allow Stephen to drink with us at home, he realized that at age 18, Stephen could not order alcohol in public. I had two Bloody Mary’s before Jim switched me to mimosa’s (champagne and orange juice).I am not a stupid woman. I knew right away that Jim was going to get me drunk today and get me relaxed and aroused enough to attempt my first ever DP (double penetration). And I was aroused enough and submissive enough that I knew I was going to try to accommodate his desire; his fantasy. But I knew I needed to have a lot of assistance from alcohol and I would need to be very, very aroused if there was any chance of success.I had a bowl of melon slices and some toast. Jim and Stephen both ordered a more substantial breakfast. By the time we left, after nearly an hour and a half, I had consumed two Bloody Mary’s and two mimosa’s and had a nice ‘buzz’ going, but was not drunk. However, I doubt I would have passed a breath-a-lyzer test.Opening the car door, Jim said simply, “Ass on the leather”. I knew what he meant. I raised my skirt to place my bare ass on the cool leather as instructed. I did not even look around the parking lot to see if anyone was watching my little show.As we pulled out of the parking lot, Jim said, “Take off your dress.”I looked at him and saw he was serious. We were only about fifteen minutes from home but the risk of being caught was real. I hesitated, and then complied. I untied the halter from my neck, and lowered the top of the dress, exposing my perky breasts, and then raised my bottom off the seat to slide the dress down. In a matter of seconds, I was completely naked, slouching down in my seat to avoid adjacent and oncoming cars from seeing me as we drove through our neighborhood towards our home.I cannot fully explain my conflicted reactions; but I was embarrassed, scared and excited. I genuinely feared being seen, especially by someone that I knew; however, the risk and danger of possibly being caught naked excited and aroused me tremendously. The two Bloody Mary’s and the two mimosas lowered my inhibitions and allowed me to enjoy the excitement of this dangerous ride home despite my fear of being caught and the associated potential embarrassment. I could feel myself leaking the wetness from my exposed pussy on to Jim’s fine leather seats. I wondered what Stephen was thinking about all of this?“Touch yourself.” was Jim’s next order. I paused, and then obediently, I slid down further, spread my legs and began a slow circular motion with my fingers on my erect clit. “But do not allow yourself to cum.” His dominance was arousing me even further. I did exactly as ordered. I was sufficiently excited at this point that I could make myself cum if permitted to do so. But I was under orders not to allow that. So I would slow up if I felt I was getting too close to losing my control and cumming. I loved being controlled this way; this is core to who I am.We pulled into the garage, and closed the garage door. I was led to the house naked, wearing only my 3 inch pumps, and carrying my dress. The walk from the garage to the house is fairly private. Someone would have to actually be half way up kayaşehir escort the driveway to see my naked walk to the house. The only exceptions were the upstairs bedroom windows of our next door neighbor’s house, which looked directly down over our driveway. I decided to not even look up to determine of either of the teenage boys who lived next door happened to be glancing out their window as I made my naked walk from the garage to the house. I realized that those boys next door would be very difficult to deal with if they saw me walking around naked; and I already had all the teenage lust I could handle with Stephen.My head was absolutely spinning from the alcohol, the exposure that was being forced upon me and the excitement of my submission to my husband. Stephen seemed to enjoy taking all this in. He seemed to be taking mental notes of just how to direct and control me. If there was any doubt in his mind about my submissive nature, it was being stripped away completely now. Stephen was being given an ‘instruction manual’ on my psyche’; a fact that may well come back to haunt me in the future.Once inside, Jim took me in his arms and kissed me deeply as he ran his fingers between my legs, opening my lips and testing my wetness. His fingers across my erect clitoris caused me to moan and shutter. He turned me towards Stephen and instructed me to give him a kiss as well. Standing there naked in front of my young lover, as my husband offered me to him, was very erotic to me at the moment.Stephen responded as I hoped; he kissed me deeply and I could feel his penis throb against my bare belly. He was obviously up for whatever activities and festivities Jim had in mind this afternoon.Jim retrieved a large bottle of tequila and two lemons, three shot glasses, a knife and a shaker of salt, and headed into the living room. To my relief, he closed the shades on the front window. He then started a fire in the fireplace. Stephen and I watched the preparations with keen interest. Jim then brought a large thick comforter out of the bedroom, with four pillows and spread them out in front of the fireplace.He placed a large tube of K-Y jelly on the coffee table. The sight of the K-Y jelly immediately brought me back to the reality of what Jim intended to attempt today, and despite my slightly inebriated state and the level of arousal I was feeling, this thought still scared me.I was a total emotional mess at this moment. I was aroused both physically and emotionally. In my slightly inebriated state, my judgment was a bit more clouded than it would be normally. The idea of taking both men together appealed to me on an emotional and aesthetic level; but I really did not think I could accommodate either of these well endowed men in my backside. And my fear had me tense and was interfering with me being able to relax and enjoy the moment; yet being here, naked with the two men in my life was somewhat surreal and exciting. My mind was racing in many directions.Jim put some relaxation music on the stereo. Despite the warmth from the fireplace, being naked as I was, I started to get a bit of a chill. Jim gave me a small blanket to wrap around me shoulders. The blanket did provide some warm, but did little to hide my nakedness from my admiring pair of stallions.“You two seem over dressed right now. I would like to see you both naked as well.” I suggested.“All in good time, my love. All in good time.” Jim responded with a very poor British accent. I loved the man, but doing impressions was not a talent my husband possessed. “Ok, we are going to play a bit of a drinking game her to help Cindy relax a bit. The rules are that when it is your turn, you take one shot of tequila, and then you tell the rest of us a fantasy or secret desire you have, or you tell us about something sexual you have done. I will go first.”Jim sliced the lemon. He poured the three shot glasses full with tequila. Jim then took the lemon slice in his left hand, licked the area where his thumb and forefinger meet to moisten in, and salted it. He licked the salt from his hand, downed the shot in one gulp, and sucked the lemon.“Stephen, it is lick, swallow and then suck with tequila. That is, lick the salt, swallow the tequila and then suck the lemon.” Jim turned to me, “Cindy, with sex it is lick, suck and then swallow.” Jim laughed loudly, thinking his joke was far wittier than it really was. I did not expect to ever see my beloved husband on ‘Comedy Central’.“OK, my secret fantasy is that I would like to see Cindy dance topless once again.”As some of the readers may recall, Jim entered me in a topless dance contest during a spring break trip to Florida years ago when we were still in college together. (the story ‘exposing Cindy – spring break’ describes that adventure — an adventure that laid the foundation for many subsequent events in my life.) I was shocked that Jim had revealed this ‘well kept secret’ to Stephen.