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of my hips on the cushion,
hoping…no needing Joe to fill me. Fuck me and drive deep, hard. Instead he
chuckled, a deep, dangerous sound that zipped through my veins like an
electrical charge.
    He pressed fingers to my clit and I nearly died when his
thumbs played at my entrance. I looked up to Phil, his head looming over me.
The intensity of his expression told me how turned-on he was too. He leaned
over and his hands tracked down my sides until one caught my breast that Chad
hadn’t shown any attention to yet, and his other hand reached for Chad’s cock.
    I was struck dumb when he curled his fingers around the
thick length. I’d never seen a man touch another man before. It was thrilling.
Chad gripped me harder as he slid his hand to the tip of Phil’s cock. Shards of
pain sparked along my nerves and then receded into a sweet, dull, erotic ache.
I didn’t look away from Phil stroking Chad’s cock. It was mesmerizing watching
the big masculine hand fondle and twist another man’s cock. His balls pulled up
tight and I imagined running my tongue along the rippled flesh. I nearly cried
with need.
    Joe’s thumbs pressed on me, in me and I responded to their
demand, letting my legs fall open wider. But I couldn’t look away from the
sight before me. A glimmer of pre-cum bubbled at the tip and my tongue snaked
out, longing to lick it off the bulging head of Chad’s cock. It was all I could
do to remain still, but then they had me restrained pretty tight so I didn’t
struggle. The three sets of strong hands kept me pinned in place.
    For once I wasn’t trying to control things. The urge to give
instructions vanished on the rousing waves of desire. These guys were doing
just fine and I relaxed and let them have their way. Not being in control was
wonderful. The three of them could figure it out. Happily I let myself melt
into the cushion underneath me and cleared my mind, only focusing on the feel
of the multitude of hands on me, in me and the lips that sucked and licked and
pulled.
    “Oh. My. God.” I didn’t care that I shouted out loud. I
couldn’t help myself.
    Joe cradled himself between my thighs, bringing my attention
to his touch when I felt his skilled tongue press into my pussy. He stabbed me
with deep, slow movements that mirrored the swirl of his fingers on my clit.
Chad continued showing my girls some love and boy-oh-boy the combination of the
two was beyond anything I’d ever experienced before.
    Was Phil still stroking Chad’s cock? He’d let go of my
breast so I wondered where he’d gotten to. I had to see, missing his hand. My
eyeballs nearly fell out of my head.
    Phil was behind Chad. He spit into his other hand and rubbed
it over his condom-sheathed length. My eyes widened, knowing he was going to
fuck Chad. A thrill raced through me as I watched. Waited. Phil met my gaze,
his bedroom eyes full of passion, and he smiled. I nearly swallowed my tongue.
Holy hell!
    I pulled my gaze from his and stared at his cock and hands.
Watching how he slid his palm over Chad’s ass then gave it a ringing slap
before parting the tight cheeks. How lucky was I that I was able to see most of
the show from this angle.
    Phil stroked himself and by the movements of his hand, and
the way Chad sucked in a sharp breath, I knew Phil was rimming his hole.
Priming him for fucking. Chad fumbled in his slurping on my breast when Phil
placed his cock where his fingers had just been. He flexed his hips and thrust.
I heard a hushed sound of surprise from farther away. Had we gained an
audience?
    At this point I didn’t care and watched as Phil curled over
Chad’s powerful back. His head rested on Chad’s shoulder while he slowly humped
him from behind. His arms snaked around Chad’s side and he fisted his cock in
his fingers.
    I blinked, trying to clear my vision. He was fucking him. I turned to Joe and he grabbed my chin, pulled me in for a hot, violent kiss. Holy
shit, this was amazing.

Chapter Three
     
    I’d lost a