It was summer and there were us, three young and lovers. Why three? Because it happened. There was me, and two beautiful guys, many girls could dream of each of them. But they did not need many, I needed one. They did not interfere with each other, were not jealous, were not angry, and they could not have one without the other either. They did not try to divide me. Just looked at me with love eyes and a double stream of love carried me, turned my head and did not give me the opportunity to choose. I was so attached to them that losing at least one would be too much a loss. Everything is interlaced in one pigtail, and there was no strength to untie it, to disheve it.

The summer was hot, we often went to the bank of the Volga. Noisy crowds of people on the beach prevented us, and we went to sunbathe in the direction of the coast fortified with tetrapods - four-legged reinforced concrete monsters, folded in disorder on the shore. The tetrapods put their feet on the shore and prevented the waves from washing out. When the water was low, it did not reach these fortifications, and on their backs, heated by the sun, you could easily climb and sunbathe away from the noisy crowd.

We could just be silent, even the words were superfluous, the words reminded the crowd of citizens idle about on the beach and disturbed. We were uncontrollably attracted to each other. Day after day. And everything was clear without words. Although, not true, it became clear later, but at first we simply approached each other, slowly walking towards the meeting, and each step that brought us closer allowed us to another, which brought us closer and closer. I was just given a hand, I just shook the sand off my cheek, I was just transferred through something in my arms, I just smacked my cheek, they just put me on my knees, I just hugged my neck: Everything would have remained just if love, not youth, not proximity of two young hot and beautiful bodies from which it became warm not only in the soul, but also in the chest and in the lower abdomen. From this proximity nipples hardened on the breasts, fogged thoughts, and the swimsuit panties were wet from the moisture. I wanted them and did not understand that. I could not take my eyes off their strong arms, wide shoulders, behind the young forms of which the future male power was already guessed. The cleanliness of these boys-men still made them ashamed of what grew along with their desire, that it torn outside, upwards, to me, from their sports trunks, which caused them to turn away, lie down on their stomach on the sand and burn their faces from the rushing blood.

And one day something happened that we were going all summer. I do not remember which of them kissed me first, and whether I answered him with a kiss. Pigtail entwined and do not spill a single strand. We were on the sand, between the brownish-gray tetrapods and the sun was shining above this clearing of concrete forest. Kisses, caressing palms, four gentle palms on my tanned body. My palms on warm skin, fingers in curly hair. Rope swimsuit on the back, her soft rustle. The bra slid off her chest, lips, lips. As I want you, hands, arms. Affectionate my young gods. Someone kisses the chest, someone kisses the feet. I'll hold you too, and stroke your back. Oh my God! How I love you and how I crave you! Panties at the knees, lips caress the belly, and fingers, and fingers ah! We are already somewhere high in the clouds. And there is no earth and only the sun, only angels. Two young angels. How I love you! Come to me, enter me!

Descent from heaven was not terrible, tired, we woke up on the sand, in the arms of each other. My boys became my men and I am their girl, who became their woman, one for two. We lay naked in the sand, looked at the sky - the clear, infinite, sunny sky of our love and without words understood that we don’t need to say anything, you just have to bear, as long as you have enough strength, this love sent to us is too big to be carried two lovers.