No Time For Meself

November the 26th 2007 It had been nearly three weeks since I’d had any private time. Don’t get me wrong, I love being with other people (as well you know), but I was well overdue some ‘me’ time. Charles and I had recently bought an old apartment in the town and it was in the process of being renovated. I was staying there on and off whilst the work was being carried out – more to keep an eye on the workmen and the progress of the job. Unfortunately, none of the new doors had been hung as yet, so there really wasn’t much privacy during the working hours at all. A couple of the workmen were fine looking specimens and certainly got me hormones racing, but the building work was near completion and I had no intention of holding them back. It was early afternoon and Cliff and Pete were the only two in the apartment at the time. Apparently there hadn’t been the need for all of the gang to be on site that day, so some had been sent to work on other jobs and some had gone to get other bits and pieces that were needed. The guys told me that they were taking a late lunch and would be back in about an hour’s time. I was ready now, more than ready in fact, to make the most of the hour. I had been far too exhausted at the end of the day to do anything but eat and fall deeply into sleep. I quickly ran up the hallway and into the master bedroom, and stripped out of me clothes except for me sheer black stockings. Lying on me back on the mattress on the dusty floor with me legs spread wide, I dropped a few drops of baby oil between me pussy lips and slowly rubbed it in, watching me reflection in the mirror that was placed against the skirting board, ready to be hung. I didn’t bother to close the curtains as no-one could see in. Looking in the mirror, I watched as me finger slipped over and around me clit as the little nub grew swollen and hard. I moaned to myself, sliding me middle finger into me vagina, drawing it out, and plunging two more in. I worked me clit with me left hand and finger fucked myself with me right, the sexual tension in me body building higher, but I didn’t want to rush it. I liked the look of myself sprawled there, me pussy clearly glistening. Me breasts were nice and round and firm, just like me ass. I loved the look of me creamy thighs, and wished I had more hands with which to pet myself. I plunged three fingers now into me aching pussy, and raised me hips to penetrate as deeply as I could. It was a tease, but I needed more. I cursed having left me toys at home. I got up and went to the, now completed kitchen, where I found what I was looking for. Back on the mattress, I resumed me position. Again I stroked me clit side to side, and when I knew I was ready and wet enough, reached for the cucumber. It was long and narrow, and cold from being refrigerated. I used it to stroke me clit, causing another audible gasp, and slowly pushed it up inside of me. I moaned again and tenderly pulled and pushed the vegetable in and out of me very wet cunt. I reached into the bowl beside me and grabbed an ice cube. At first, the cold on me nipples was too much to bear, but as they adjusted, they became hard and taut and very sensitive. I pinched me rock hard nipples as I fucked myself with the cucumber, a little faster now, not too fast, steady, oh, steady, yes, I was on the verge of cumming, but I stopped myself. I wanted a treat, today. Me steady rhythm got faster as I got wetter and hotter. As much as I enjoyed seeing me reflection, being filled in such a way looked so nasty, so hot, I had to lie back and close me eyes and enjoy the sensation of me swollen clit and stuffed body. I moaned and stroked myself harder, "Yes!" I cried and I could almost taste the cucumber. I didn’t hear the sound of feet on the wooden floorboards outside of the room, nor did I see Cliff and Pete, watching me. "Oh my God!" Pete whispered, clearly overwhelmed by what he saw before him. "Sweet Jesus," echoed Cliff. Their cocks were hard as rocks in an instant, watching me impale myself forcefully with a large green vegetable. I was moaning like it was the best sex I had ever had, and the boys had a short, whispered conference. I was rocking me own world so hard, with the patience of a saint. I knew I could have cum many times over by now, but I also knew that the longer the build-up, the stronger the orgasm. I was aiming for that and more. I moaned harder and louder, me fingers rocking steady, me cunt dripping. I paused in me moans to pant a bit. "Need some help with that?" Cliff asked. Me eyes opened and I sat straight up, clutching me arms around me in absolute embarrassment. "Um," I said, reaching for me sheets, which I was conveniently on top of. Pete gave me a wry smile. "Please don't be embarrassed, I. You're sexy and what you’re doing is wonderful." The heat in me cheeks spread through me whole body. "The question is," Pete continued, "should we let you finish this alone?" he enquired. "Why don't you lie down?" Cliff asked. For some reason, it was easier for me to comply than to give a verbal answer, so I did as told, the top of the cucumber protruding slightly into view. "Will you stroke yourself while we get undressed?" Pete asked, slightly pleading. I bit me lower lip and reached down to me clit, which I massaged slowly while breathing heavy. They did not take their eyes off me as they peeled out of their work clothes in record time. They knelt, one on either side, next to me. Cliff wasted no time and began licking my still rock-hard nipple. I moaned, immediately grateful for the offer of help. Pete slid lower and gently removed the cucumber, and set it aside. He put his palms on my inner thighs, so sweet and creamy, he caressed them softly, working his way up, I gasped when his thumbs hit the crease between my thighs and my pubic mound. Cliff had moved on to licking and sucking my nipples. He had an incredibly well trained mouth. While sucking, he could lick, and as his mouth withdrew, he could squeeze the very tip between his lips in a mild pinch. I tried to reach around and stroke his cock, but Cliff lifted his mouth long enough to say, "No. This is all about you, now." And then, he returned to bathe my breasts in his saliva. When Pete's finger swept up through my pussy lips the first time, he found a very wet hole indeed. It was so warm and sweet he wanted to delve right into it, right then, like an animal, but he restrained himself. He contented himself to stroke me in much the same way I had stroked myself. With one hand, he teased my clit, and with the other, he finger-fucked me. He couldn't believe how tight my pussy was after seeing that cucumber in me, but there it was it felt snug around his two fingers. He twisted his fingers in me as he pumped them in and out, and I was purring like a wildcat. Pete growled himself in response, and then repositioned himself so that he could use his tongue on me. I was nearly over the edge in minutes. Between panting, bucking, moaning and crying Pete and Cliff had me gushing as I never had before. When my cries got loud and steady, they held out to the rhythm and let me ride it out in all its delicious glory. When the spasms had subsided, they continued to nip and suck on me, though more gently. I had made up my mind to speak. "I want both of you to fuck me. At the same time." Cliff lay on his back, and I mounted him as if he were a horse. I slowly lowered myself onto his long shaft, and sat on him, without motion, as Pete readied my ass with a coating of oil. Cliff's cock in my pussy was snug, while Pete's finger slid around my ass. His dick was not only long, but thick as well, and I was a little nervous about this, but wanted it desperately anyway. This was a long time fantasy of mine, and I wasn't going to give up on it now. Pete placed his hands on my shoulders, and said softly into my ear, "don't worry, I won't hurt you." Then he guided the tip of his rigid cock into my anus, and slowly impaled me. I gasped as his balls slapped my skin, and again, when he slowly withdrew, to begin the wave-like rhythm between the three of them. I had never felt so good in all my life. As Pete withdrew, Cliff would press deeper, and I would keep the pace between them. Though I wanted it to last forever, it was so incredible, so hot, that before long, they were bucking and pounding and fucking as if it were the last day on earth. I moaned without care, so loud that I was sure that passers-by would hear. They were ramming into me so hard now, so fast and deep that it almost hurt, and there I was, spilling juice out of my pussy as Cliff was pumping my tight hole full of cum and as Pete was shooting load after load into my ass. We all shuddered together then collapsed on top of one other, stunned. We lay like that for a few minutes, just catching our breath. Then, Pete kissed the small of my back, and withdrew himself, allowing me to kiss Cliff's forehead and dismount. There was an awkward silence between us all. I smiled. "I don't want to keep you two from your work” "Umm, Yeah." Cliff stuttered. "Of course," Pete replied. They dressed almost as quickly as they had undressed and within moments I heard the music blaring out once again from the radio and the clatter of their tools. I lay back onto the mattress and slept.