I was very refreshed within half an hour of enjoying my orgasm while being fucked by Clint. Pat's cuddling had turned by then into gently rubbing his erection across my bottom as he lay behind me. I am not sure why but I acted as if I was reluctant to let Pat fuck me. In fact I was greatly excited by the prospect and loved it when his arms circled me and found my appreciative nipples. I had expected him to be so focused on penetrating me for the first time he would be very rushed. In fact it was me who seemed to want to get on with things. I turned over offering him better access to all of my body. Still he took his time using his hands to arouse my nipples before using his mouth to suck them to full erection. I had not expected subtleness like this from this encounter, but welcomed it. My legs had fallen open and my hand had found my still slightly sensitive clit. Having not cleaned myself from my earlier encounter I was still sticky and a bit wet.
I had not realized that Clint was still in the room still sitting at his computer. I thought he was giving us some privacy when he got up and left the room. He was back within a minute and threw something small onto the bed saying, "I think you may need this." "This" was a condom that all three of us knew would be in use shortly. Pat reached for the condom but I took his hand and guided to where my own hand had started to do a very effective job. He smiled at me and visibly relaxing started to do just as effective a job. On reflection his hand was not particularly skilled but my pussy and clit were particularly easily aroused. I encouraged him and "suggested" what he might do next. He was very keen to learn and I was very keen to receive the attention. Pat had sat back down at his computer but was now not paying it any attention as he watched us.
For the first time in my life I knew that I would not be left frustrated. We had the rest of the day to play. I had two lovely easily excited cocks to play with, to my heart's content. Two young men who would fuck me all day if I wanted. I felt like a child in a sweetie (candy) shop. I was going to enjoy this.
Taking charge of the situation I knelt up so that I could take Pat's rock-hard erection into my mouth. I was used to doing this to my boyfriend before he fucked me because it guaranteed he was fully erect. Pat didn't need me to go down on him for this reason but we both enjoyed it anyway. Pat seemed keen to get his mouth to my pussy but I was very conscious that it was very sticky down there and decided I would keep that pleasure for another time. It was at this moment it struck me that fucking the twins was not going to be a one off.
I moved Pat onto his back and straddled his stomach. He reached up and used both hands to play with my nipples again. Again I made suggestions on how he might vary this stimulation and was greatly rewarded by him learning quickly. We remembered the condom just in time and I tried to make it as sexy as possible as I stretched it along his large cock. I hate the taste of condoms but took him in my mouth to ensure that at least the first few inches were lubricated. I was pleased I did as even though I was very wet his large cock took some working into me before he was comfortably buried very deep. It was a lovely feeling of being filled completely as I pushed down fully from my kneeling position. I felt a pang of guilt as I reflected that I had never felt anywhere near as fully stretched as this with my boyfriend. It felt wonderful.
I told Pat to relax as much as possible, that I wanted him to enjoy being fucked by me. I would fuck him to orgasm and therefore why not enjoy the journey for as long as possible. He seemed delighted by this and I felt his whole body with one notable exception relax. I rode him with short strokes ensuring he was very deep inside me at all times. This guaranteed that he was reaching areas inside me never visited before my arrival here. I wanted this to last forever. I suspected he would not last for long but knew I would orgasm very quickly. He didn't need to announce his orgasm as his body communicated it beautifully. He moved his hands off my nipples and took hold of my hips. I was happy for him to fuck me at this stage but was determined that he would remain buried very deep throughout his orgasm. It became a battle as he tried to lengthen the thrusting while I ground myself down to ensure maximum penetration.
My orgasm started so deep inside me I was not sure whether it was inside my pussy or not. This was completely different to the clitoral orgasms I had always experienced before. There was a power to it that shock my whole body, a completely knew experience for me. I knew he was enjoying his orgasm but I was far too consumed by mine to enjoy his. Eventually my body stopped shaking and I started to breath again. This was greeted by Clint clapping and congratulating both of us. As I collapsed onto Pat with him still buried in my pussy I felt Clint's hand on my back caressing it. I was not sure his intention as it travelled down until it reached my bottom. I was just about to complain when he quietly said,
"You look so wonderful just as you are. My fingers will not be demanding and I will stop when you ask me to."
His hand carried on down until his middle finger made contact with the heart of my bottom. The whole area was slick with natural lubrication. I was confused but intrigued. When a single finger entered I held my breath. I was stunned at how erotic it felt. He very gently fucked my bottom, only penetrating an inch or so. I had no idea where this was leading but enjoyed it for what it was.
"Oh, that is wonderful your bottom seems so beautifully sensitive. Would you like me to stop now?"
Fuck, I wanted him to carry on all day but was far too embarrassed to admit it. I could not make my self tell him directly to stop so quietly said,
"That's just fine thanks."