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forth until she knew they were both close to exploding. Ken fisted her hair and held her head in place in front of them as she stroked them harder and faster, their cocks pointed at her mouth. Charles came first with a moan, some of his cum making it past her lips, the rest of it going all over her face and chest. Ken followed right behind, and by the time their cocks were limp, she was covered in their cum.
Ken grinned. “I think that’s an appropriate pre-morning-shower look for you, baby.”
Charles nodded. “Me, too.”
She laughed, imagining what she must look like. “Well, there’s not room for three in my shower. One of you could do me the favor of making me coffee.”
Charles looked at Ken and made a fist. “Rock-Paper-Scissors-Lizard-Spock?”
“Huh?”
Libbie giggled. “Don’t be mean to him. You know he doesn’t watch the show.”
Charles dropped his fist and shrugged. “Eh, you’re right. We really need to catch him up. I’ll make the coffee.” The men stood, helping her to her feet. “You go help our messy girl get cleaned up.”
Ken took her by the hand and led her to the bathroom. “With pleasure.”
It was nearly four thirty in the morning when Libbie and Charles finally made it downstairs to the bakery. Charles went back to their apartment to shower while Ken did his best to distract Libbie from getting ready in hers.
Grover and Ruth looked up when they walked in, and for a moment, Libbie was a teenager again, caught sneaking in after curfew by her dad.
“You all right, Libbie?” Grover asked, concern on his face.
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Her face grew even hotter as she nodded. “Sorry we—I overslept.” She forced a laugh. “Mandaline brought over some of Sachi’s spiked cider last night and I think I overimbibed.”
“Ah. Okay.”
A little while later, however, Grover cornered her in her office.
Keeping his voice low, he asked, “You didn’t just oversleep, did you?”
She felt the blood jump to her face again as she stared at her hands in her lap. “Not exactly.”
“You all right? Everything okay?”
She nodded her head and didn’t resist when Grover gently took her chin in his large hand and made her look up at him.
He arched an eyebrow at her. “I’m not gonna have to run those two boys through my woodchipper now, am I?”
She shook her head. “No, Grover, please.” She couldn’t help but smile. “It’s okay.”
A slow smile of his own took over. “Ahh. Now I see what’choo all embarrassed about, little girl.” He lowered his bulk into the chair next to her desk and leaned in. “It was all consensual?”
“Grover!”
“Answer me.”
“Yes!”
“They do right by you?”
“Define that.”
He rolled his eyes. “You okay with what happened, or are they gonna go streaking out of here to some other port of call?”
For such an enlightened man, in some ways, Grover was rather old fashioned. “A shotgun wedding won’t be necessary, Dad,” she snarked. “But I feel really good for the first time in a long time. Be nice to them. Please?”
He smiled and patted her knee. “Honey, any man or men who can put a smile like that on your face, I’ll be plenty nice to them.” He leaned in and kissed her forehead before returning to the kitchen.
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The men wouldn’t let her cook dinner that night. They made her relax and put her feet up while they whipped together a quick and hearty meal that they ate spread out on Libbie’s sofa while watching TV.
The late night, combined with their nocturnal aerobics in bed the night before, had worn her down. “I think I want to take the TV party into the bedroom.”
“You want company?” Ken asked.
“Of course.”
“Both of us?” Charles confirmed.
She kissed Charles, then Ken. “Yes, both of you. You two don’t need an engraved invitation to crawl between my sheets. I think we’re well past that stage, don’t you?”
The men sent her to bed while they cleaned up the kitchen. When they joined her, they found her lying naked under the blanket.
The men stripped and joined her. “You know,” Ken warned, “we come in and see you like that, you’re inviting trouble.”
“Yep,” Charles said. “It’s like asking us to ravish you.”
“Who’s arguing?” she asked.
Ken gently laced his fingers through hers. “How are you feeling, though? Really.”
“I’m okay. I don’t think I’m up for a full repeat of last night, but I saved you guys a little energy.”
Charles stretched out on his side. His cock, growing stiffer, pressed against the seam of her ass. “How much energy?” He nibbled on her shoulder.
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milder,” he said when he released her finger from the wet heat of his mouth.
They rolled her onto her back. Charles deftly turned around and buried his face between her legs. When she moaned, Ken lightly nipped and sucked on her lower lip. “Does that feel good, baby?”
“Uh-huh!” She didn’t know how Charles did it, but he managed to short-circuit the portions of her brain that controlled coherent speech and allowed her to speak in intelligible sentences. His tongue circled her clit, flicking at it a few times before sucking it between his lips and starting the pattern over again.
It nearly drove her crazy with need. Her pussy ached, pulsing with each draw of his mouth.
“Is that good? How does it feel having him making that sweet clit all swollen and tingly?” Ken whispered in her ear. His hand lazily moved from one breast to another, back and forth, teasing and tormenting her nipples and adding fire to her already soaked pussy.
“Uh-huh!”
He chuckled. “I think she’s ready for some relief,” he said to Charles.
Charles buried his face even deeper between her legs and redoubled his efforts, his tongue and lips moving faster until he slipped two fingers into her wet cunt and started finger-fucking her.
That sent her over the edge.
She moaned, her back arching as her orgasm swept through her.
With her eyes closed she rode the wave at the mercy of Charles until he was ready to let her stop.
When he finally lifted his face from between her legs, he sat up.
Ken got up, and when he returned to her side, she realized he’d fetched condoms from where she’d stashed the remainders in the bedside table with her toys. He handed one to Charles and kept the other, showing it to her. “You have no idea what you do to us, do you, baby?”
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head pressed against her labia. “She makes me lose my mind is what she does.”
She moaned again as he slowly seated himself inside her pussy.
Ken leaned in and sucked one nipple into his mouth while he played with the other with his hand.
Charles took long, slow strokes inside her, his blue eyes piercing through her. “Do you think you can come for me like this, baby?”