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  His climax was so close, Clay froze. Steve thrust faster, and Kacy teased the tip of Clay’s cock. He shouted and came in her mouth as his ass tightened on Steve’s dick. The pulsing release shot through Clay’s body while he tried to focus on the perfect view of Dean fucking the gorgeous woman Clay missed out on in high school. When he could move, Clay eased forward and worked his tongued over her clit. Deep down he was glad he hadn’t chased Kacy before. She was so special; she deserved them all. Steve followed Clay and ground into his ass as Steve found release.

  The two moved to either side to watch Kacy get hers. Clay worked the toy in her ass. She was still licking cum off her lips. Steve sucked her tits and she gasped, arching her back.

  “I’m going to like two cocks,” she gasped.

  “Come on them,” Dean said.

  Steve tapped her clit as he buried his face in her skin. Clay sped up the toy in her ass, and she whimpered. Then a low groan from her warned them. She jerked from head-to-toe, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Dean held her hips and filled her again as she went wild for them.

  “Yes! I love it,” she screamed.

  Dean pressed to her and eased back. Clay understood he didn’t want to push her and use her body after she’d come so hard. The toy and all those men were still new for her. Steve pulled the protection off Dean’s cock and sucked him until Dean came.

  “I want to see.” She nudged Steve.

  The second ribbon of cum landed on her stomach. Steve moved down and kissed her mouth. Clay played with the toy in her ass as he licked the cum off her stomach. Kacy sighed and trembled. Clay understood exactly how she felt.

  * * * *

  Waking in that mass of muscled men, she inhaled their scent and nearly pinched herself to make sure it was real. The dream just kept on going, and she never wanted it to end. Almost two weeks post flood and she didn’t care if her place was ever cleaned. All three men were asleep, and she could feel Clay’s erection on her thigh.

  She wanted to repay them for that morning of oral fun in the kitchen. Sliding down, she stroked Clay’s naked balls and turned to kiss Steve’s half-hard cock. How many licks would it take to get him hard? Base to tip, she slowly licked him, and as she finished the third, he was rock hard and moaning.

  She glanced up, and Dean was leaning over and watching her. “Morning, sunshine.”

  “I think she’s horny,” Steve said.

  “I want to suck you guys off.” She slid back to Clay’s cock and swallowed him down to the base. She hadn’t had a ton of men, but she’d had her share of relationships. Like most people single around thirty, she wanted to be settled, and this felt comfortable and stable even if it made no sense at all.

  “Damn, I’d rather fuck your brains out.” Clay lifted.

  “You want to fuck her ass.” Dean grinned.

  “This morning everyone gets what they want.” She straddled Steve’s hips and pointed at the nightstand. “Please hand me the essentials.”

  Dean retrieved condoms and lube. “How could you be happy with only one man after all this?”

  She’d begun to wonder that herself lately. Slipping the condom on Steve’s cock, she leaned down and sucked on his nipples. Steve closed his eyes and lifted his hips.

  “This could be complicated, but it’s really not when we’re naked.” She pulled Dean in for a kiss and stroked his cock.

  Dean guided her onto Steve’s cock, and she moaned as he filled her pussy. She kissed Dean and guided his cock to Steve’s mouth. “Think I can handle two?”

  Clay sat there watching her. “You’re sure you want to try?”

  She nodded. The burn of desire tingled throughout her body. “You’ll just have to go nice and slow.”

  “I’m not sure you understand morning erection, Kacy,” Dean said.

  “I think if you really want to control yourself, you can.” She smiled and leaned down. With Steve stuffed in her pussy, she relaxed and kissed Dean’s sac.

  Clay’s strong hands spread her ass cheeks, and she wiggled on Steve’s cock. It might be a tight fit, but the sexual stimulation in her cunt would help her stay open. Cool lube hit her ass, and she shivered, but it wasn’t until his finger penetrated her that she tensed.

  Then he pulled out and ventured deeper, massaging her from the inside. She gasped and rotated her hips while simultaneously riding on Steve’s dick. Sucking Dean’s erection into her mouth, she moaned on it as Clay worked two digits into her rear.

  The ache for more hit her, and she pushed back. Finally, he removed his fingers and pressed his cock right there. He advanced slowly. Dean eased back. “Take a deep breath, Kacy.”

  She followed the suggestion but wanted Clay to take her ass faster. “Don’t tease me.”

  Clay pressed to her more. “Relax. I won’t hurt you. It’ll be tight.”

  Sighing, she gripped Steve’s upper arms and held still. The ache didn’t last long, and Clay slid home. He added more lube, and she froze at the unexpected coolness but appreciated the help. When his balls pressed to her bottom, she grinned in triumph.

  “Too much?” Dean asked.

  “No, I love it. It’s tight and full.” She moved her hips front and back slightly. Stuffed was the only way to describe that feeling, but it was so good. Every fraction of a movement made her body feel alive and sparked pleasure.

  “Hold still for a bit,” Clay said.

  She did, and he backed up and filled her ass again. Thighs quaking, she pressed her face to Steve’s neck and relaxed her body to be truly taken. “More,” she said.

  Clay did it again, and she groaned. Again he filled her, and she pushed back to take all she could

  “Good.” Clay’s hands pressed on her hips as he fucked her ass.

  Steve moaned and pulled Dean’s cock in. “Suck him off, Kacy. You want all three erections in you, right?”

  Nodding, she felt her release build and tease her. Filling her mouth with dick, she watched Steve suck Dean’s balls. They worked as a team and orally satisfied Dean as she got fucked.

  Steve lifted her slightly, and the angle change made her gasp. Sucking Dean halfway, she groaned as the men pleasured her in a wonderful, coordinated game. Steve licked behind Dean’s balls, and she worked the head. Someone had to pop here! Shouting, Dean shot cum over them.

  Gasping at the hot, sticky cream, she licked it up and let the other two screw her senseless. The rough pinch and heat built as they alternated. She lifted her ass and rubbed her tits against Steve’s crisp chest hair.

  “More,” she moaned.

  Clay reached around and flicked her clit. A tuning fork rang through her body, and the orgasm made her shudder. “Don’t stop,” she cried out.

  Steve groaned. “I can’t hold it anymore.” He grabbed her hips and lifted into her like a machine until he cursed and slumped.

  Clay ground to her ass pinched her nipples. “Don’t tease,” she said.

  He sped up his efforts, and she trembled at the heat. Finally, he grunted, and his hips snapped harder to her. She pushed back and squeezed his cock in her rear. It was her first time. It sure as hell wouldn’t be her last double ride.

  After work, she’d planned dinner with friends, and it was a good reality check. Sitting at the café with Moira and Pam felt like old times. As Kacy glanced over the familiar menu, she missed her men. The odd reaction while doing something so mundane made her dating situation feel dreamlike. No one else knew what they had, but she wasn’t going to give up her friends either.

  So wonderful and so different, she didn’t want to move home. Things had developed fast, but she’d known all three forever. Everything blurred together, and her heart was overriding her head more and more.

  “Can you get back in your place yet?” Pam asked.

  Kacy closed the menu and shook her head. “A few more days for it to be painted over. I’m letting other people go ahead of me since I’ve got a place to stay where I’m not crowding anyone.”

  “You know, I’d
let you stay with me,” Moira offered.

  “Of course, but you’re in an apartment. I’d be in the way. The guys have all this space.” She hadn’t admitted to anything more than being friends with Steven and Dean, which was true. Moira hadn’t said anything, so Kacy assumed her friend hadn’t seen the kiss with Clay that day in the gym.

  “But how well do you know them? Sure we all went to high school together, but Clay was a player. The other two are a cute couple. It’s not weird?” Pam asked.

  The conversation stopped when the waitress came up and took their order. Kacy took a sip of water and shook her head.

  “It’s not weird. Clay grew up a lot while he was away. The Army Reserve and college did wonders. Besides, we’re all around thirty now. It’s not a bunch of horny teenagers in a house running around naked. Clay is working at the factory with their upgraded computer system. We’ve all got jobs to go to.”

  “Steve will have to start the pre-term school meetings soon. Football tryouts were delayed. He was a big help with the rescue teams,” Moira admitted.

  “They all were. They rescued me from a mess,” Kacy said.

  “I saw Clay kiss you, Kacy. Don’t get wrapped up with that crazy.” Moira wagged a finger at Kacy.

  “They’re not crazy. They’re great guys.” Kacy kept her voice low and tried to ignore the defensive urges bubbling up inside of her.

  “They? I thought the other two were gay? Clay might be worth playing with?” Pam asked.

  Their food arrived, and Kacy tapped her foot under the table as she waited to respond.

  Moira got there first. “They’re bi and kinky.” She bit into a fry.

  “Kinky?” Kacy shook her head. “How do you know they’re bisexual?”

  “I heard from a friend and reliable source they do the sex parties.” Moira worked on her sandwich.

  “The sex parties?” Pam asked. “Clay, too? Because he is hot. They all are, but he’s a fantasy, bad-boy hot.”

  “They’re all fine looking. The point is they swing both ways and in a somewhat public setting. Have you been to one of those kinky parties, Kacy?” Moira asked.

  “No. How do you know they go to them?” Kacy’s appetite left her. Anyone in town under fifty knew about the parties. She’d never been invited, but it’d made it in to her fantasy routine. “Is this a joke?”

  “No joke. Clara goes to them. She got tired of being single and lonely. She hooked up with that trio you’re living with once. It couldn’t have been too long ago. I can’t believe they didn’t tell you about it.” Moira sipped her sweet tea.

  Kacy was torn between anger and shock. Anger because her friend loved to have the dish over her. Shock because Moira wouldn’t pull this if she wasn’t sure it was true. Clara was Moira’s sister. She wouldn’t lie about that sort of thing. Moira was blunt and opinionated but meant well deep down. “You’re still single, why you don’t go?” Pam asked Moira. “I’d go if I had an invite.”

  “My sister is going. I don’t need to see her getting busy with a bunch of random guys. Her freak is her thing.” Moira shook her head and tapped Kacy’s arm. “I’m sorry for the bomb, but you always want the truth. So are you signed up to go to the next party?”

  “No, I didn’t even know they went. That’s crazy. They could get any woman in town they wanted in private.” Kacy didn’t doubt her friends. They weren’t the type to make things up even if they didn’t approve. She still had to hear it from her guys. She was pissed off they’d kept it from her, and she didn’t even have the details yet.

  “Well, Clara hasn't been to any parties since the flood. I guess they’ve been postponed until things are normal again. So it’s not as if the men have been cheating on you. But you might want to check what you’re playing with, my friend.” Moira dug into her food.

  “You saw the kiss, and you waited until now to tell me?” Kacy tried to eat because there was nothing else to do at the moment. She had to process it before she could face her men full force.

  “I thought maybe you were just playing with Clay. Getting your wild girl thrill a little late in life. But if you’re stuck on those three, you need to hear the truth. Figure out what you’re in for.” Moira shrugged.

  “The truth can hurt. But three hot men might make it feel a whole lot better,” Pam said with a smile.

  “Three times the laundry and cooking.” Moira shook her head.

  “You think they won’t do chores? I’m the girlfriend not the maid.” Kacy shot back. “Just because you attract users and loser guys, Moira, don’t assume I take that from my men.”

  “Do you see a ring on this finger? I’m waiting for the right one, too. Yes, I’ve dated a bunch of losers and dumped them all. You have to kiss a lot of freaks to find a real man. And girlfriend? You’re their girlfriend?”

  “I’m not sure what I am exactly. It’s more than friends but not just…” Kacy trailed off.

  “Sex. I hope it’s good sex,” Pam said.

  Kacy nodded.

  They’d all waited for good guys, and the waiting had grown tedious and frustrating. Kacy finally thought she’d met men she could see some future with. They had substance, jobs and a sense of community. They were good to her and each other.

  They were also into sex parties.

  Shaking her head, Kacy needed to hear it from the men. “I’m sorry, Moira. We’re all waiting for the right one. I know people in group relationships. There are plenty in Lucky Springs. Maybe it works for some people.”

  “I never imagined it’d be you,” Pam said softly.

  “Me either. And I’m not saying it is working. We haven’t discussed what it is. The flood sort of scrambled everything up. Emergencies do that.” Kacy let go of the fear and ate her dinner.

  “Well, the flood excuse won’t fly for much longer. You’ll have to sort out the situation and decide where you want to live. Plenty of people would take that place you’re renting, once the flood damage is all fixed.” Pam nodded and focused on the food.

  “Most places will have a little water damage. That’ll be nothing. Kacy has to figure out whatever is going on with those men and her future. Once you’re in that group, well it’s a small town,” Moira said.

  “But plenty of people do it. Married couples and all that do the parties.” Pam waved it off.

  “I’m not judging, I’m saying she has to decide what’s right for her. She needed to know all the facts. I never thought of her as a group-sex girl. But hey, more power to her. Sex parties are another step beyond, and she didn’t know. I never imagined we’d be having this sort of talk.” Moira finished her fries and sat back.

  “Neither did I,” Kacy admitted softly.

  * * * *

  Steve hated the smell of wet dog, but the smell of sweaty teenagers was worse. He and the other guys piled back into the house after helping Dean settle in some new animals brought in from the floods.

  The second he saw Kacy sitting at the kitchen table he knew something was wrong. She had that prim and serious expression he remembered from school.

  “Have a nice dinner?” he asked.

  “Yes and no. At first, I missed you guys.” She looked down at her hands. “Then I got some new information.”

  “What’s wrong?” Dean asked.

  “Sit down, please. We need to talk.” She took a deep breath.

  The three men sat, and Steve exchanged a look with Dean. They’d expected her to have an issue with the arrangement at some point. Clay seemed the most nervous.

  “What do you want to talk about? Moving in here permanently?” Clay asked hopefully.

  “That would be very premature. I haven’t been invited. We haven’t been involved that long. It’s been mostly sexual.”

  “It’s more than sex, Kacy,” Steve said.

  “I was hoping so. And I thought it might have a future. Not that I relish telling my family I have three men in my life, but it felt so open and honest.” She shook her head.

  “We are.” Dean shr
ugged. “We’re into men and women. Clay is newer to the group, but he knows we want him to stay. We want you, too. You’re invited to move in.” Dean reached over and put his hand on hers.

  “That’s nice to hear, but what about the parties?” she asked.

  Steve bit the inside of his lip to keep the cursing in. He believed she wouldn’t learn about that before they decided to tell her. Clearly, she’d gotten the full scoop. “It’s not what you think.”

  “Really? I heard all three of you were at the sex parties and screwed my friend’s sister, Clara. You never mentioned anything about those parties or having an open situation.” She tapped her heel.

  “We’ve done a lot at the parties. All of it was totally safe,” Dean said.

  “So Clara isn’t who you want to date outside of the party? However, she’s good enough to screw while there?” Kacy shook her head. “I don’t get it. What’s going on here?”

  “The parties aren’t seedy. It’s not as if we did anything behind your back.” Clay shrugged.

  “I’ve never been invited, and you never said anything about it.” She looked at the table instead of the men.

  Steve felt her shutting down and getting angry. “Listen, Kacy. Dean and I need a woman in our life. We hadn’t found the right one. So yeah, we started going to the parties to get that fix until we found the right woman. We found Clay there, and it’s worked beyond the sex parties. They aren’t cheating or shameful. They aren’t bad. They help keep people in their relationships because they can share the experience. You can pick your level of involvement and add a little spice.”

  “A little?” she scoffed.

  “There are plenty of couples who go there to be watched. That’s it. Some people just play the voyeur or others actually share someone. Some people are into some kink, but seriously, where around here are you going to get that freedom? It’s a place to be open. Clara isn’t right for us. You are,” Steve said firmly.

  He took her other hand, but she was stiff and filled with anger.

  “You never told me about the parties. Not after two weeks of sex and sharing. Did you want to keep me at home and sneak off to parties for the wilder stuff?” She pulled her hands away from the men and folded her arms.