A bit of background first: I'm Bella, a 21-year-old college student. A couple of years ago, my mom married this really nice man who happened to have twin sons. Jake and Ryan, also my age. They were both jocks, tall, muscular, and very attractive. As time went by, I found myself increasingly attracted to both of them. One afternoon when our parents were out of town, I found myself alone with them. The tension was palpable, and my mind was racing. I had recently come across the Pоrnify website, which claimed to undress photos. On a whim, I decided to use it on a photo of Jake and Ryan.
I uploaded a picture from our last beach trip where they were both shirtless. As the app did its thing, I felt a thrill of anticipation. The final product was far better than I'd imagined. Seeing them in all their glory made me weak in the knees. I knew then that I wanted to make my fantasies a reality.I put on my most revealing outfit and went to the living room where they were watching a football match. As I entered the room, I saw their eyes widen, taking me in. I saw lust mirrored in their eyes, and it ignited a fire within me.
I sat between them, our thighs brushing against each other. The game was forgotten as the tension built up. I decided to break the ice and confessed my feelings, saying I was attracted to them. They were surprised, but it didn't take them long to admit they felt the same.
One thing led to another, and soon we were tangled up in each other. Their hands were everywhere, exploring, touching, arousing. We began with tentative kisses, the three of us hesitating in turn, unsure of how to navigate the unfamiliar territory. But as the initial shock wore off, our instincts took over. Jake was the first to escalate things. He cupped my face and kissed me passionately, his tongue exploring my mouth. His hands roamed over my body, slipping beneath my top to brush against my bare skin. Ryan watched us for a few moments before he too joined in, his hands finding their way to my thighs.
They slowly undressed me, each article of clothing being removed with painstaking slowness. I was lying beneath them, bare and vulnerable, my body aching with anticipation. They took turns kissing and exploring every inch of me, their hands leaving a trail of fire wherever they touched. Jake focused on my breasts while Ryan trailed kisses down my stomach, each one getting lower until he was between my thighs.
The dual sensation was something I hadn't experienced before. Jake's mouth on my nipples, combined with Ryan's tongue doing wonders down there, was too much. I was writhing beneath them, moaning their names, my body arching to meet their touches. The pleasure was overwhelming, and I soon found myself on the verge of an orgasm.
What followed was a symphony of pleasure that swept over me, wave after wave, until I was spent and panting, my body still tingling from the aftershocks. But the night was far from over. Their turn came next, and I made sure to reciprocate the pleasure they had given me. It was a night of shared desire and unexplored territories, each moment more pleasurable than the last. As we lay there, spent and satisfied, I knew that this wasn't going to be a one-time thing.