The trip to Bora Bora was a fantastic surprise. The trip itself has been the most amazing experience. The overwater villa they rented was spectacular. It took my breath away the moment we walked in and I kept telling them I never wanted to leave. We swam, snorkeled, went on a jet ski tour, ate the most delicious foods, and of course made love and fucked on just about every inch of our villa. By the last day, I was beginning to think we'd all died and gone to heaven.

"This is the last swimsuit," I called out to the guys who were waiting in the living area. Carrie had purchased a different swimsuit for each day of the trip. Some were just regular bikinis; some were a little racier and this one, the one for last? It was barely a swimsuit at all! The guys loved the surprise each day, and it usually resulted in the swimsuit being removed quickly or pulled to the side for some quick action. No complaints from me, though.

"Are you going to come out?" Grant teased, ever the impatient one. The suit was black with tiny triangles to cover each nipple, strings from there tied together up to my neck. The bottom barely covered my pussy with a small square, and rings connected together made up the waistband. A tiny string was all that went over or rather in between my bottom, showing off my "juicy peach," as Wade liked to put it. I was quite sure she purchased this from a sex shop, it definitely was not for swimming. I opened the door and strutted out, holding on to the confidence that these two amazing men had helped me develop.

"Fucking Christ!" Grant groaned, biting his knuckles for emphasis.

"You're not leaving this villa wearing that." Wade quickly followed up. I laughed at both of their responses, pretty much being what I had expected.

"What am I supposed to wear on the sunset cruise?" I pouted.

"An actual bathing suit, with a nice cover-up." Grant chimed in. "All of this" He waved up and down. "Belongs to us." Such a caveman. He was up on his feet and headed toward me when I held my hand out for him to stop.

"We'll be late if you come any closer!"

"We're the only ones on the cruise, we paid, and they'll wait." Wade took two strides and had me by the waist, dragging me back into the bedroom. All week I had been teasing them about taking them both at the same time. I'm not sure they thought I was serious though they both seemed excited at the idea. I'd let Grant play with my puckered hole a few times during sex to get ready, and I had completed my "butt plug training," as Carrie put it. I was so ready. If we were going to be late to the cruise then might as well make it really worth it.

"In my bag, over there, there's a bottle. Get it, please." I instructed Grant. He quickly did so, eyes wide when he read the label. "Both of you, I want both of you filling me at the same time." I looked between the two of them to make sure this was okay. Grant immediately smiled, stepping toward me and yanking me to him by one of the rings on my suit.

"You dirty little thing. This is why you've been letting me play back there all week, huh?"

"Are you sure? We wouldn't want to hurt you." Wade, my cautious man, expressed his worry.

"I'm sure. As long as you both are sure, we're good to go. I've done my research and as much training as I can." I tried to speak confidently, but it was increasingly difficult with Grant rubbing his hands over my body.

"Training?" He smirked.

"Plugs. Stretching and preparing." I wiggled my brows.

"I've said it before, but I really believe we've created a monster."

"You love it, and you know it." I laughed.

"Of fucking course we do. Now, boss us around, and let us fill you up. I'm so ready to take that ass." Grant was already stripping himself down, and I couldn't help the giggle that escaped. I turned to see that Wade too was removing his clothing as fast as possible and my body hummed with excitement.

Wade stepped forward once he was undressed and began to untie the top of my almost swimsuit. "Such a waste of time. You should just stay naked." He whispered as he feathered kisses along my collarbone. I felt Grant come up behind me, his hands gently twisting the rings as he pushed the bottom of the suit down.

Once they had me naked before them, they both began overwhelming me in the best way. Wade was kissing me fervently, his hand wound in my hair with one hand on my right breast. Grant was behind me, his erection pressing against me, while one of his hands massaged my left breast and his other was rubbing my clit.

My knees were weak, my legs felt like jello, and I knew they were already about to bring me to my peak. Before I could even utter a word, Grant speared me with a finger, then two, and I was unraveling in their arms. Wade held me and brought me to the bed, where he laid me back for a moment. I watched as Grant gave me a wink before licking his fingers clean of my juices.

Wade crawled up the bed next to me, kissing me every chance he got before lying on his back and tugging me over onto him. "Ride my cock, baby." His voice always made me shake with anticipation. I quickly scooted down, centering myself before sliding slowly down onto him, taking him fully into me. We both moaned out in torturous pleasure. I didn't dare move, just sat, enjoying the feel of him filling me, then looked over my shoulder to see Grant opening the bottle of lube. I felt a twinge of nervousness but in a good way, knowing this was about to be amazing.

I rocked back and forth on Wade as he watched me hungrily, grabbing my breasts and flicking my nipples. Grant dripped the lube over my backside, having warmed it up in his hands. He began massaging my cheeks and teasing my entrance with his thumb before inserting it quickly. I gasped at the feeling, ready for so much more.

"You ready for me?" He growled, and I knew he was dying to pump into my virgin hole.

"Yes, now, please." I whimpered. Wade's cock felt so good. I rocked forward, pushing my ass out for Grant. I felt his head at my entrance, teasing me as he slowly pushed in. I made sure to take a breath, relax myself, the orgasm before definitely helped. It burned a bit at first, but not too bad;I was thankful for the preparation I had made.

"Oh...My...God" I screamed once he was all the way in, I felt so incredibly full as he pumped into me and by default, I rocked on Wade's cock. The guttural moans from Wade certainly fueled the passion as well.

"You feel like heaven." Grant gasped. "Are you good? Are you okay?" I loved that he was checking with me. I could barely formulate the words to tell him I was absolutely more than okay.

"Yes. Don't stop."

"Fuck her ass, man. Fill her up." Wade surprised me, encouraging him as he continued roaming my body with his hands. "You're so fucking tight with him inside you."

I nodded, tears pricking my eyes, the sensations were overwhelming, and I felt like I was about to combust. "I feel so full, so fucking full." Wade reached forward, pinching my clit, sending shockwaves over my whole body. I knew it would be any moment that I'd come all over him, I was trying to pace myself so that we could all reach our peak together.

"Come, baby; I know you're there. Come so we can fill your holes." Wade's words were all it took to send me over the edge. Sexual decadence. That's the only words I could think to describe it. I screamed out both of their names, riding, and rocking. I felt Grant's teeth biting then licking on my shoulder as he shot his release into me from behind and Wade sucking on my neck as he shot his load into my pussy. My eyes were involuntarily closed in pleasure, but I forced them open so I could see my guys, my men. These two remarkable creatures who I'd somehow found, and somehow, we all fit together perfectly.

Grant pulled out, and I could feel him leaking from me as he flopped over onto the bed with a thump. I slowly lifted myself off Wade, prepared to find a cloth to clean us with, but he stopped me. "Don't you dare, get over here." Grant hauled me back down, in between them.

"I like you laying here full of our come," Wade admitted, turning toward me, then he smiled and pointed. "Look, we missed the cruise for sure, but we at least got the sunset." Grant and I both turned toward the open doors that looked out over the south pacific.

"Best fucking sunset ever." Grant reached around, tucking me in behind him as Wade scooted up, nestling into me. The three of us laid there completely and utterly spent, satiated in a way we never knew we needed and would now probably never get enough of.

"I love you, Grant," I whispered. "I love you, Wade. I love you both so much."

Grant turned over, away from the sunset, and stared at me with a lazy smile. "I love you too." He followed that with a sweet kiss before flipping me over to face Wade. I giggled at the gesture; they always made sure the other was included. They shared very well.

"I love you too, baby." Wade kissed me softly. "A nap before dinner?" He laughed. I nodded, the contentment washing over me and the love in the room, filling my soul. I pulled both of their arms over me, wrapping up in them.

"I was going to say Bora Bora is now my favorite place, but honestly, wherever you two are, that's my favorite place."