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“Next time, we’re doing this at our apartment.” Graham kisses the top of my head.

And against my better judgment, I realize those might be the two most delicious words I’ve ever heard.Next time.

“Next time.” I agree.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Emily

I take a little too long savoring the taste of the chocolate cake, licking it slowly and luxuriously from the spoon and closing my eyes to savor the flavor. When I open my eyes, Drea is staring at me with open mouth fascination. I burst out laughing when I realize how ridiculous I look.

“Damn, girl. It’s like you’ve been locked in a cave and are only just now discovering sweetness.” She takes a sip from her wine, eyeing me.

Mmm. Sweetness. Just the word gets my heart racing. The Sweet brothers.

“Keep it in your pants over there,” Drea grins. “But seriously, I’m happy for you. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen you this relaxed.”

I explained everything to Drea over a rare night out for dinner in the city with her. She’s likely the only person in the world I would confide in about all this. When you go through your sloppy twenties together, there’s no sense in hiding anything for the rest of your lives.

“Iamrelaxed.” I nod. “I’m present in my body if that makes sense? But also a part of me is kind of mad. Like, I should have been getting these kinds of orgasms from men for the last twenty years and no one has even come close. It’s made me even moredetermined to create my business. Women deserve pleasure. Hell, weneedpleasure. It’s good for our brains and our bodies.”

“Cheers to that,” she raises her glass to me. “You’re essentially a humanitarian. Fighting the good fight.” She laughs and I do too.

“But with a healthy profit margin,” I remind her.

“Oh, I don’t doubt it for a second. And I’ll be your happiest investor. I believe in you and that sex magic you’ve got running through your veins right now. And hurry up, because I’m ready to try anything that makes me eat chocolate cake like it’s the last man on the planet, or lastmenon the planet in your case.” She cocks an eyebrow at me, clearly still entertained that her buttoned-up bestie is getting with three guys at the same time. I’m still pretty entertained by it, too.

When Drea gets up to go to the bathroom, I check to see if I have any notifications for a post I did in one of my favorite forums, ‘Fun, Filthy, and Almost Forty’. Ridiculous name? Maybe. But I love it. And I’ve gained a lot of valuable insights for my company there. It’s for women navigating their sex lives in their thirties. There are a ton of posts about married women who want to spice things up, which have provided great insights into what I’m trying to fulfill with my business. But there are also a lot of posts with single women like me, who are either trying to navigate the dating world or are just happy to be alone but still want their orgasms. I took a chance and posted about my current situation. I reread my post.

Hi my beautiful internet friends,

So yes, you might associate my username with the multiple posts about recommending good toys for some solo fun. That’s been my sole source of orgasms in the last few years, so again, THANKS. But now I’ve stumbled into a bit of a unique situation. Ughhh,welllll…. No delicate way of saying this but I’m having sex with three men at the same time. Like not in the same week, or day, but literally all of them. At. The. Same. Time. Yeah, I can’t quite believe it either. I was hoping someone here might be able to give some advice on how to… maximize this opportunity? Ok, yes, I’m asking for advice taking all the peen in all the holes…

With Love, 3 Peen Queen

I giggle rereading it because I can’t quite believe that this is my life and I’m the one who posted it. I scroll down to see the new comments.

HUNGRYHUNNY117: Girl, no advice, but how does it feel living out my fantasy? Like, literally, do us a solid and describe in detail how it feels, please.

SLUTFORDADBODS: Ummmmmm, someone is about to be d-o-u-b-l-e p-e-n-e-t-r-a-t-e-d. Yeah, it was necessary for me to spell it out like this because I think you need to really take a moment to appreciate this monumental milestone in your life. You will have two, maybe even three, penises in your body. You are out there spreading the good name of thirty-year-olds and doing this thread proud. Go! Get! Railed!

LIBERATEDLIBIDO69: Ok, so I may or may not have some experience in this department (Okay, I definitely do, thanks to a magical summer 10 years ago that Ispent on a sustainable agriculture farm in Maine. Turns out that demographic is freaky!). Lube is your friend here. Not sure how much experience you have with butt stuff, but make sure you like that first. My favorite position is on one lap (forward or backward) on an elevated surface, so the other person can stand and enter you from the other side. Wow, never thought this information would be beneficial to anyone but me. But I hope this helps. I suddenly feel the urge to request some vacation time this summer to go see how that farm in Maine is doing…

I swallow hard and squirm in my chair. Just the thought of doing this makes me feel so incredibly hot… and excited. When I started to try to learn about my own sexuality, I also started to experiment with well, butt stuff. I wanted to see if I liked it using toys, and I do. I’ve never done it with anyone before because, before the Sweets, I’ve never even had a guy treat my vagina with much generosity, so I wouldn’t dare trust them with something more complicated. But it’s been something in the back of my mind that I’ve been craving for a very long time. And the way the Sweets make love, orfuck,I should say. Well, I trust them.

I switch over to my text messages and open up my group chat with the Sweets. Our normal back and forth about due dates and responsibilities is looking very different these days. The last text is from Ben.

Ben:We want to see you tonight.

He sent it three hours ago, and I didn’t respond because I was on my way to meet Drea. But she’ll be heading home after we get the bill and I have no plans. I decide to try a new approach forasking for what we each want because I really do want them to communicate their desires. Since they didn’t ask for anything in person, it might be easier to do it over text.

Emily:I want to see you guys, too. But first, I want you to tell me something that would turn you on to do during sex. I shared mine, so it’s only fair.

Immediately I see typing bubbles. I smile, sensing they’re just as eager as I am.

Deacon:I want you to see you so thoroughly fucked and in pleasure that you forget everything else but our cocks.

My cheeks heat and I steady myself against the table.

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