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off,” I stammered.
    “Is that a command or a request?”
    “Does it matter? Just take them off.”
    “Sounds like a command to me.” He smiled and winked. “I
accept that.”
    He stood and pulled his briefs down, kicking them into the
pile with the rest of his clothes. I heard Phil groan and mine echoed his. Joe
was a sight to behold. Thicker and larger than the other two, his cock stood
proud from the nest of dark hair.
    I felt hot warmth seep from me and opened my legs a bit more,
not caring if my pussy was bare for all the world to see. I was the only one
still clothed and it was time to remedy that. I slid my fingers up my thighs,
wishing they were one of the men’s touching me, and pulled at the hem of my
skirt. Glancing between the three faces, I smiled at their rapt attention on
what I was doing.
    Slowly I inched the fabric higher until it seemed they were
near panting at my purposely slow reveal. Their concentration on my every move
was a huge turn on. But I wanted them to touch me, and let my hands drop beside
my hips.
    “It’s up to you now, boys.” My voice was low and sultry. I
was so horny I didn’t have to even try to sound sexy. It just happened.
    It was as if they all leapt at once and suddenly I was
assaulted with three pairs of hands all over me. Each one distinctly different
than the next, both in touch, pressure, skin. I closed my eyes to fully grasp
the sensation of the multiple strokings. Reaching my hands out, I found the
powerful thighs of both Chad and Phil as they kneeled next to my shoulders. A
shiver trembled through me, knowing their very ready cocks were not far from my
face.
    Joe, still between my knees, rested his hands at the top of
my thigh, achingly close to my pussy. Just a little bit more and he’d be touching
me where I wanted it most. His fingertips played with the edge of my skirt and
I couldn’t help the sharp intake of breath that snagged in my lungs.
    “Phil, hold her head and let me unwrap her.”
    Unwrap me? What a different way to say get her clothes off!
It sounded so exciting, like a surprise treat or a present. Something to
anticipate. I loved it.
    Phil’s powerful fingers held the back of my head and
sensuously slid down my neck, his thumbs probing deep into my shoulders. I
couldn’t help the sigh edged with a lusty groan. It was as if his touch reached
right down into my belly and stroked my most intimate place. I moaned again as
he massaged me and cradled my head at the same time.
    It was becoming almost too unbearable and I began to writhe
under the too-numerous-to-sort-out touches flitting all over my body. Joe slid
his fingers under the tiny excuse for a skirt and ran the tips through my
throbbing folds, stopping just before he reached my clit. Teasing, tempting and
making me ache for more. Mirroring his moves, Chad pushed the flimsy material
away from my breasts. The night air swept over the tips. My nipples hardened
into tight points. All three men drew in a breath.
    “Her tits are perfect,” Phil commented and his pressure
increased on my shoulders.
    “They sure are. I can almost taste them.” Chad’s voice
seemed closer. I squeezed my eyes shut, letting my imagination take hold. In my
mind’s eye I could see the men bent over me, their big hands on my body, their
cocks full and pulsing and anxious to find their way inside me. My fingers
twitched. If I hadn’t been a muddled-up mess of muscles, I would have reached
for a thick, throbbing cock, curled my hands around the stiff length and
stroked it, milked it to attention and—
    “Ahh…” Soft but insistent lips pressed to my nipple and my
eyes flew open. Chad leaned over me and I watched him pull on the tip with his
lips, licking and sucking. I’d watched Joe suck me, but there was something
about the way Chad worked it. The sensation of the flick of his tongue, nip of
his teeth and his gaze glued to mine, made heat and sheer lust swell to
bursting inside me.
    I couldn’t control the bump