That day did two things to me. First of all, it turned me on to sex in a way that I had never even imagined before; I was red hot and ready to fuck anybody, any time, anyplace. The other thing it did was to make me totally bored with sitting at home being a dumb housewife. There were all kinds of interesting people to meet; even in Bakersville. But I obviously wasn't going to meet them sitting at home.
Or at least not all of them.
At any rate, the next day I did two thing. First, I called and arranged for an interview for a part time job. They told me to come in that afternoon at two.
The other thing I did was a little crazier. It's hard to explain why I did it; guess I wanted to see if I could make something like my experience of the previous day happen, rather than simply letting it happen to me.
I put my washer out of commission. Nothing fancy; I just pulled a few plugs and acted dumb and distraught on the phone. The result was that I was promised a repair man would arrive within an hour.
The promise was wrong.
Two repair men arrived within the hour. They were young; neither of them could have been much older than I was, and they had nameplates on their white uniforms – Jerry and Steve.
While they were fixing the washer, I stood in the kitchen, wondering whether or not I really wanted to go through with it. I hadn't bargained for two of them when I'd called, and this took some getting used to. Why not?
The more I thought about it the more I decided I would love to try it. If one cock was good, wouldn't two cocks be better? Besides, they were both kind of cunt.
"Well, it's fixed. You should be more careful with it."
"I know. Thanks a lot. By the way, do you fellows have time for a drink?"
They looked at each other, then at me. "At ten in the morning?" Steve asked. "Why not? To celebrate the salvation of my washing machine."
Right then they both knew what was going on. I could tell by the way they were looking at me, their eyes practically devouring my body.
We made it in the living room. I was wearing a tight pair of cut-off jeans and a blouse tied above the waist. With the two of them sitting on the couch sipping their drinks, I took both items off. "Jesus," Steve said when he saw my tits. He was the younger of the two, and more shy. Jerry just stared at me, his eyes moving smoothly over my body.
Still not saying anything, I pulled off my panties. Now I was completely naked, standing over them so that my tits were right in their faces.
"Jesus, what?" I asked, smiling provocatively. It was absolutely incredible to feel so sure of myself; I loved it.
"Jesus, you've got a fantastic body."
"Thank you."
I took all their clothes off, one item at a time, until they were naked. Steve was obviously nervous, but not Jerry. He was ready to take me right then.
"Wait. I want both of you. At the same time."
"Whatever you say, lady."
Jerry's prick was rock-hard, but Steve's was still limp. I knew it wasn't because he didn't find me attractive; he was just too nervous.
I could fix that.
"Come here, Steve."
He stepped forward. He was a blonde youth, with longish hair and a healthy tan. I knew there was nothing wrong with his cock that I couldn't fix.
I dropped to my knees in front of him and reached out with my hands. At first there was no response as I stroked and played with his cock, but after a few moments it began to stiffen. Not much, but it was a start.
"Steve."
"What?"
"Would you like to see your cock in my mouth?"
"Jesus."
"Does that mean yes."
He nodded.
Already it was beginning to grow harder, but it was still basically limp. That was good; I wanted to feel it grow full in my mouth.
Bending forward I spread my lips and took him into me. It was strange to feel such soft flesh inside my mouth, but it didn't stay soft for long.
Almost immediately the blood began to rush into it, filling it and making it solid. As it grew large I had to force my throat muscles to open wide to take him all, but I knew I could do it.
I was right.
Finally he was beautifully, gloriously erect in my mouth. I felt a real sense of accomplishment somehow, and I knew that everything was going to be all right.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Jerry watching impatiently, and I knew that he wanted to be in on the fun.
Good.
That would be simple enough to arrange. All I had to do was raise my ass up a little and he took the hint without a moments hesitation.
"Fuck me, Jerry," I gurgled, beginning to slide Steve's cock in and out of my mouth. I could sense Jerry behind me, and I knew that he was pausing for a few moments to enjoy the view of my soft, white ass cheeks dangling in front of him.
A moment later I felt lithe, strong hands grabbing my ass and separating the flesh, making room for what I knew was about to come.
"You're gonna love it, Sweetie," he said, cocky for reasons I wasn't yet sure of.
Thirty seconds later I was sure of them.
Without the slightest hesitation at all, he rammed his hard cock into my wet cunt.
"Uunnnnhhhh!"
For a moment it hurt; he had pushed so hard and so quickly that I hadn't been prepared for it.
"Shut up, Sweetie. You love it."
He was right, of course. But I'd never been treated like this, and I didn't know quite what to make of it.
Fortunately, I didn't have time to think; I had a cunt and mouth full of cock that were both demanding my attention.
"Fuck me, then," I groaned, returning my attention to Steve's cock. It had grown incredibly large in my mouth, and I was being hard put to keep it all in. But I knew I could manage, and I knew I could control the timing of his explosion. Yesterday had taught me that much.
At the same time I started grinding my cunt back against Jerry's dick. I could feel it deep inside, jamming up my cunt, and as I pushed against him he rotated his hips so that the tip of his cock was going around and around in circles inside my pussy.
I loved it.
"You love it, Sweetie, don't you? You just love havin' two big cocks pumping into you. There!"
He jabbed especially hard; I tried not to cry out.
"So? Sweetie's tryin' to take it without sayin' anything. Not bad… not bad. We run into lots of bitches like you. Lot's of 'em."
I didn't know what to say. I was going crazy from the sensations produced by two cocks pounding me relentlessly from opposite ends of my body, but I was also a little uneasy over the way Jerry was talking.
Uneasy because I liked it.
But I didn't have time to contemplate it then; the only thing I could think about was making this crazy two on one situation work for all of us.
"That's nice, Sweetie, real nice."
I shoved back harder; evidently he liked that. At the same time I let the fingers of my left hand slip beneath Steve's balls and begin to massage them. Almost immediately I could feel the pace of his pumping begin to pick up, and I knew that he liked it.
My cunt was on fire. I could feel the hot, seething juices beginning to build and grow, churning and foaming inside me.
Now I just had to make it all happen at once.
Behind me Jerry was no longer talking; that told me something. He was getting closer. The same was also true of Steve, who was now pumping frantically into my mouth.
All right. It wouldn't be long, then.
I went wild with my crotch, writhing and squirming like an impaled animal.
"Jesus, Sweetie."
"Fuck me, you prick," I shot back, my words garbled by the prick in my mouth.
He responded by doubling the speed of his thrusts, which was just what I wanted. I could now feel the cum churning up within me.
"Harder, prick!"
He went wild. At the same time, I did something instinctively that I'd never even thought about before. Just as I felt Jerry's cock begin to pulse and shudder, I slid my hand beneath Steve's crotch and rammed a finger deep into his stole.
The results were phenomenal. We all came at once.
"Jeeeessssuuuujssss!"
"Oh yeah, baby, yeah!"
"Fuucckkk!"
It was mass, messy confusion, but I loved it.
Half of Steve's cum found its way into my hungry, sucking mouth. The rest of it got all over my face; I didn't care.
At the other end of my body Jerry exploded, spewing a fountain of cum into my cunt that almost carded me away.
Finally we fell to the floor in a heap.
Five minutes later they were out the door, but not until Jerry had gotten in one parting shot.
"Next time, don't go pulling the wires on your machine. Just call us; we'll know what you want."
I grinned. I didn't care.