The Fantasies of a Nymphomaniac

A hotel room. There are three of us. How we found each other, how we met, how we got together—all that is boring, long, banal, and of no interest to anyone.

Evening. A hotel room. Finally, my dream has come true. Two men are going to have me. AT THE SAME TIME. Two real cocks are not two imitators. I've tried it more than once, but it's not the same. There, you can neither relax nor focus on the sensations at the moment you want to. When my hands have to think, work, and feel for two men at once, only a tiny bit is left for my own sensations.

I step out of the shower into the room, like Aphrodite from the sea foam. Naked and damp. I'm 25. Height 165 cm. Slender. Narrow

waist, flat stomach. Hips moderately wide. Legs—beautiful. Breasts firm, size two. Almost. A dark brunette with green eyes. Hair down to my shoulder blades. Currently tied in a ponytail. Pretty and practical.

In the room of our suite, there's a huge bed. I don't know if it's comfortable to sleep on, but as a sex arena—it's wonderful.

I see my men. Mine? For the next few hours, probably yes. No. Probably we don't belong to anyone. We just want to love each other as a threesome. All together. To satisfy our desires, to fulfill our boldest fantasies.

My men. One of them. Around thirty years old. Tall, blue-eyed brunette. An athlete. No. But well-built. A defined muscle pattern all over his tanned body. An even tan and not a single pale stripe.

I freeze in the doorway, stunned by the scene before me. The boy is hugging the man and kissing him with a sucking kiss on the neck below his ear. The man's muscular hands are kneading and squeezing the boy's firm buttocks. The youth's hand, gently grasping the man's cock, strokes it with short, smooth movements.

I instantly feel my lower lips moisten and swell. My nipples tense and stand out as small, hard cylinders.

The men notice me and break their embrace. I sit on the edge of the bed between them.

I take his in my hand. Only the head sticks out from my fist, covered by thin skin.

The man's cock is the same thickness, but noticeably longer. I think I could even grasp this shaft with both hands and the head would stick out above my palms. The man's cock is slightly curved upward. His testicles, like the boy's, are drawn up and don't hang limply. However, they are noticeably larger. His pubic area and scrotum are also smoothly shaved. Beautiful. But the impression is completely different. But it's arousing...

In my hands are two real, aroused cocks. These are not two imitators. I wanted to feel this. Two warm, hard, REAL ones! My hands feel the pleasant firmness, weight, and also the delicate mobility of the skin.

I pull back the skin, exposing two shiny heads. I bring them together. The cock heads rub against each other. I look up. The man is kissing the boy's lips with a sucking kiss. The man's fingers are pulling and twisting the boy's nipples on his chest.

I carefully touch the youth's cock with my lips. The skin is pulled back, the head is exposed. With my tongue, I feel the frenulum. The soft, warm head easily parts the ring of my lips. Behind the soft collar of the foreskin, my upper lip feels the smooth firmness of the shaft. I don't let the boy's cock penetrate deeper into my mouth. I briefly move my head back. My tightly pressed lips slide again over the elastic collar of the head. I know how sensitive this spot is on an aroused male cock. With my tongue, I slide over the frenulum again, then without breaking contact, I penetrate the little groove on the tip. Just a little. Not deep. The youth moans sweetly, but I leave his cock and repeat the same with the man's cock. Only I can't release the man's cock from my lips.

Two hands rest on the back of my head and press softly, impaling me onto the soft and hard head. This is incomparably more pleasant than with an imitator. I diligently breathe through my nose. The head of the man's cock pleasantly nudges my throat.

I grasp the man's testicles with my thumb and forefinger. Gently squeeze. Tenderly pull down. The man moans and releases my head. I pull away, releasing the cock from my mouth. The wet head, springing upward, lightly brushes my nose. I smile happily. I'm no longer pulling the man by his scrotum. On the contrary. I lightly press his testicles from below with my palm. Gently rub. My fingers caress his perineum, trying to penetrate between his tightly clenched buttocks.

I expected a firm, large cock in the hole between my lower lips, but...

Tender, strong fingers of the man part the folds of my moist shell. I feel the shadow of his breath at the entrance to my opening. I understand that the man is admiring my rose. I feel pleasure just from his gaze. Strong fingers gently pull at the thin skin of my lips. A wet, hot tongue touches my flesh. A hot, sweet wave pierces my body.

The man's tongue slides between my labia minora. The tip reaches the PEARL. Not a wave, a sweet spasm. Wow, he's really leading me on.

Now fingers are caressing me again. One rubs between my lips, caressing the entrance and sliding over my clitoris, the other gently presses on my anus. I didn't think you could caress with fingers THERE LIKE THAT. And at the same time, I have the boy's scrotum in my palm, his cock in my mouth, and his hands kneading my breasts, passing my aroused nipples between his fingers.

Bliss. I've dreamed of this for a long time. Oops! The man's foreskin presses against my perineum. I imagine him holding and guiding his large cock with his hand. The cock head rubs powerfully, parting the tender lips. I feel the long cock sliding along the moist valley, parting the lips. The head brushes against the clitoris and then the hard cock slides over it. I moan softly with pleasure. Now back. The soft, hot foreskin presses against my anus. Presses. I relax, preparing to take the cock. Half the head penetrates me. The man stops. Freezes. And pulls back out. He repeats this trick with my vagina. Bastard! How he's teasing me, the jerk!

The head of his cock smoothly enters my vagina. The man freezes. His hands hold me by the waist, not letting me move a single centimeter. 22 by 4 smoothly enters me to the hilt. The man is in no hurry, giving me the pleasure of feeling every centimeter of his cock. His strong hands don't let me move. BLISS! This is what I dreamed of. When inserting an imitator into myself, I can't fully enjoy this process.

The man's strong hands firmly fix my body. He's using me like an artificial vagina!? Oh no, I don't think so. I slightly tense my muscles. Now I feel this cock not only at the entrance but with the entire depth of my vagina. No. Exercises with a dildo are also beneficial.

I imagine what the man feels. With my back, I feel his surprise and admiration. His cock isn't just sinking into something hot, wet, and yielding. No. The sensations here are different. The scabbard fits the sword exactly.

We change positions. The man lies on his back. I'll ride him on top. With my thighs, I embrace his sides. With one hand, I lean on his shoulder, with the other, I take the large, hard cock with the exposed head. At another time, I wouldn't miss the chance to stroke my lower lips with this beautiful toy, but now I know what awaits me very soon. I deftly impale the hole of my vagina onto the foreskin. Smoothly impale my vagina onto the entire length of the not-so-small cock. Leaning my hands on the man's shoulders, I rub my perineum against his flat stomach, drawing figure eights. The long, hard cock moves with short, smooth movements inside my vagina. The man caresses and kneads my breasts. Takes me by the shoulders, bends me in half, and gently presses me to his chest. My hard nipples touch his muscular chest, and his hands slide down my body. They rest on my buttocks. Gently but decisively part the halves, revealing the hole of my anus to the boy's gaze.

I feel his fingers, slippery with lube, penetrate me. From my lips escape either loud moans or quiet cries.

The soft, hot foreskin, behind which I feel a hard cock, presses against my anus. I try to relax my anus as much as possible, but with a cock in my vagina, it's not easy. The boy presses his cock against my anus. The head slips inside. The muscles of my perineum are stretched tight. The entrance to my vagina and the sphincter tightly grip the men's cocks. If I hadn't tried this before with two dildos, I would have howled and run away. No. The sensations are familiar, only I don't have to control the process with my own hands. I can relax and focus on the sensations.

The boy hurries, but still enters me smoothly enough. I feel his thighs press against my buttocks.

Now this is interesting. I am gently held by two pairs of male hands. On my hips and on my waist. I feel like a sex toy in the hands of two perverts. A cool sensation.

And I also feel two REAL, LIVING cocks inside me. This isn't some latex. I don't have to constantly control them with my hands! They move inside me ON THEIR OWN!

I revel in the sensations. Everything inside me is moving. Two hard, hot, and living things move on their own, pulling, pushing, rubbing against each other through the thin wall. I'm no longer moaning; I'm quietly howling with delight. Hot warmth surges up from both openings. The warmth fills me from within, rising from my stomach to my chest. My thighs are seized by a spasm. I start to shake violently. I brace myself against the man's chest with my hands, lifting up slightly. Two pairs of hands continue to hold me in place. Large tremors run in waves through my body. Everything swims before my eyes. Due to the large, convulsive trembling, I involuntarily impale myself on the men's cocks. The tension of the orgasm gradually subsides. I can't do anything about it. The men can't hold me. I collapse onto my side, slipping off their cocks. This simultaneous movement triggers a second wave of orgasm in me. I curl up and freeze in the fetal position.

I lie there, coming to my senses, and watch the men with interest.

The man continues to lie on his back, and the youth kneels over him in a 69 position. I watch as they caress each other with their hands and lips. For the first time in real life, I see men sucking each other's cocks. Despite the intense orgasm I just experienced, I feel arousal again.