Dublin, Ireland- Erotic Audio for Women #3038

A jewelry shop worker in Dublin unexpectedly falls for two men at once—and when both ask for exclusivity, she dares to ask for something different. What follows is a night of emotional honesty, sensual exploration, and a redefinition of love that binds all three together.

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Speaker 1 (00:05):
Hey, foxy friends. This year you'll come with us to
every European country, where we explore the sexual adventures of
each nation and one of its regions. Dublin, Ireland. It
was an early morning when I took my usual path
to the shop. I lived nearby and preferred spending half

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an hour walking over squeezing into a crowded bus. I
loved passing through the Latin Quarter, watching shops slowly open
their doors and hang up their signs. The streets gradually
came alive, waking with the city, and I couldn't help
smile as I witnessed it unfold. I felt part of
the heartbeat, familiar with the bustle, the chatter, the music

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drifting through narrow lanes. All of it made me feel alive,
and I was one of the lucky few who truly
loved their job, no matter what each day brought. I'd
been working at the jewelry shop for five years. It
had never been part of some grand career plan, but
life led me there and I didn't complain. We sold
many kinds of jewelry, most traditionally inspired by Irish designs,

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though our best seller was always the clattering burists and
locals alike wanted them to mark a trip or to
signify love and loyalty. I owned several, but my favorite
was the silver one I wore most days. It darkened
over time, so I had to clean it often, but
it was well worth the effort. The ring showed I
was single for now. This summer, everything shifted without looking

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for it. I suddenly found myself at the center of
a complicated romance. Two men entered my life around the
same time, and both stirred something in me. Aiden and Declan.
I was casually dating both, but deep down I knew
I couldn't keep things as they were forever. A choice
had to be made. Aiden was a bartender and played

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in local band. He was sensitive, artistic, romantic. I loved
attending his gigs, not just for the music, but to
admire him on stage, confident and glowing. Declan worked at
a car shop, reserved with his emotions but generous with
his gestures. He was reliable, protective, and always there when

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I needed him. My workday had been smooth. I spent
at assisting customers, helping excited women choose rings, and guiding
men looking for something meaningful for their partners. I felt calm, grounded,
satisfied until the very end of the day, when fate
decided to intervene. I was expecting Decklan that evening, but

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just before closing, the door opened and in walked Aiden,
smiling brightly. He knew about Ducklan. We'd agreed on honesty
until things were defined, so I wasn't worried. He brought
me white lilies. My heart swelled at the gesture. Then
he dropped a bomb. He no longer wanted to see
anyone else. He wanted to be with me and only me.

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I froze, overwhelmed by the weight of his confession. I
cared for him deeply, but I cared just as much
for Declan. As I tried to gather my thoughts, the
door opened again. This time it was Declan. He looked
at the two of us and greeted us calmly. He
too had known about Aiden, so there was no need

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for explanations. While I was still reeling, Declan came to
me and, in his quiet and unwavering way, expressed that
he wanted something serious, just the two of us. Two declarations,
one night, one choice I wasn't ready to make. I
couldn't choose not because I didn't care, but because I

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cared for them both. I confessed my feelings honestly, afraid
of what might happen. They could have walked away angry
or hurt, but something else happened. They looked at one
another with a flicker of mutual respect, perhaps even understanding.
Before I lost my nerve the words slipped out. I
invited both of them home with me, not as a

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casual fling, not as a test, but as a possibility,
a shared beginning. They were surprised, so was I. I
never thought I'd be brave enough to ask for something
so unconventional, but I did. After a long pause, Aiden
agreed declan. To my astonishment, did too. My heart raised.

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I knew we could go terribly wrong, but I also
knew hope was a risk worth taking. We walked together
to my apartment. At first, they barely spoke to one another,
but as I encouraged conversation, something began to form between them.
Beneath their differences, they shared more in common than any
of us expected. By the time we entered my small flat,

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the air was heavy with anticipation. Both had been there
before individually, but tonight was different. This night would be
all three of us. I was nervous, aroused, and sure.
I offered drinks. They declined. None of us wanted to
wait in the bedroom. I faced them both and sure
how to begin, I followed instinct. I kissed Aiden, first

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soft and warm, familiar, then ducklin, fiery and tense, like
a spark catching wind. From that moment, everything blurred into sensation.
Clothes came off, lips found skin, tongues trace sensitive places.
Four hands crested me at once, igniting a desire I'd
never known before. I loved every second of it. As

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I moved to the bed and sat at its edge,
I asked to see them together, to touch and kiss
each other as they did with me. Watching them explore
each other turn me on more than I could have imagined.
My fingers found their way between my thighs as I watched,
wet breath hitching. When we couldn't wait any longer, I
got in. All fours Aidan behind me. He slid on

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a condom and teased my entrance in front of me.
Declan stood hard and ready. They filled me at once,
mouth and pussy. Pleasure surged through me, fierce and consuming.
We moved in harmony, listening to one another, anticipating every need.
The connection wasn't just physical, it was emotional, vulnerable, electric.

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Declan finished first roaning as I took him deep. Aidan
and I came moments later, his thrust pushing me into
a shuddering orgasm that left me collapsed and shaking. We
stayed together through the night, exploring one another, more forming
a bond than none of us could have predicted. At dawn,
as the first light crept through the window, Aidan took

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my hand, slipped my clattering off, and turned it, marking
me as taken. I looked down and smiled. Thanks for listening,
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