Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
All three men climb off the bed, then reapproach, not saying a word. Hands, lips, tongues, and teeth explore and pleasure every inch of me.
When we agreed to try our relationship again, Frank asked me to trust them. And we’ve built that trust so successfully that I’m not even a little bit nervous. I’m wet and getting wetter, my blood thickening in my veins, golden pleasure spiraling through me.
They bring me, again and again, until I’m whimpering and desperate, and then they shift my body, lifting me up to my knees. I reach down, find a cock ready and eager, position myself over it, and slowly sink down.
Once I’m fully impaled, fingers begin to tease my fluted opening, and a few minutes later, I’m leaning forward, braced with my hands against the mattress, groaning blissfully as another cock fills my ass.
Then he’s in, and there’s one more. I reach in front of me and find my third man, poised and ready. He eases forward to give me better access, and I deep throat him, working my muscles around him. A guttural noise, between a grunt and a growl, escapes him, but he doesn’t speak.
Pulling back, I release him with a pop and point down toward the mattress. “Griffin.” Behind me. “Frank.” And straight ahead. “Zeb.”
Deep chuckles greet me. “Right again,” Frank says. “How can you tell?”
“My secret,” I say with a grin. We don’t always use the blindfold, but when we do, I’ve never failed to correctly identify which man is where.
“Too bad there isn’t some kind of Olympic competition for this,” Zeb says, and I giggle.
Then laughing time is over. I take him in my mouth again, Frank and Griffin start to move, and I’m in heaven.
I ask for this so often that my men are highly attuned to me. They can sense the changes in my body almost before I do, and know when to speed up, when to thrust deep and grind against me, when and where and how to touch me to send me over the edge as many times as I can stand, and then some.
We’ve reached that point again, and I’m driving myself down and back against Griffin and Frank. Zeb’s fucking my mouth, timing his strokes with my movements, plunging inside every time I shift up and forward.
Frantic, greedy sounds escape me, and my men pump harder, knowing I’m close. Frank finds my clit at the same time as Griffin tweaks both my nipples, and I explode, spasming around them. They pin me in place with their hands, pounding into me, while Zeb does the same.
And they get there together, all at the same time. It doesn’t usually happen, but when it does it’s glorious, and their cocks swelling and pulsing deep inside send me over one last time, shuddering with them through their release.
Once we’re finished, it’s time for my next favorite thing: cuddling. One of them removes the blindfold, and all of us lie together in our extra-large bed, the men softly stroking my skin and my hair, me nuzzling them when I have the energy.
After a while, I sit up, and Zeb hands me the water again. I drink it down before Frank scoops me up and slings me over his shoulder, patting my ass as he carries me off to the bathroom.
It often happens that shower time turns into further playtime, but today we’re all pleasantly exhausted by the intensity of our encounter. We clean up, get dressed, and wander into the kitchen.
It didn’t take long, once we’d agreed to start dating, for me to move back in with the men. I missed them too much to stay away. Fortunately, I was able to find someone to take over my lease with Abby.
The house the men were in was a rental, but now they’ve bought one for us to share. I showed them the map of present and future Beasts Ink locations, and we found a place that was strategically located in relation to all those spots.
I wanted to help pay for the house, but they wouldn’t let me. Nor do they allow me to pay for much of anything else, including the new car they got me so I wouldn’t have to take the bus anymore. When I protested this, Zeb pointed out that the more I let them pay for, the more money I can continue to send home to my family.
Since Coral dreams of studying medicine, I decided it was sweet and awesome that my men want to help me help my family, so I didn’t make any further objections.
Even after I moved back in with them, we kept dating. It’s a lot of fun, and a good way for us to deepen our relationships. Sometimes we all go do something together, sometimes it’s me and just one of the men, and sometimes it’s a pair of them.