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piercing and stimulate my clit. My body began to pulse from all the intense sensations traveling from one part to the other. From deep inside my ass, to my clit, to my throbbing nipples.
    A full-body flush heated my skin. I groaned and moved my hips toward Ethan’s. But that tugged the cord, which embedded the toy deeper inside me. “Oh God,” I moaned. “I can’t take it.”
    “Yes, you can,” Ethan said firmly. “Simon, spank her.”
    “Okay, boss.” I heard the wink in Simon’s voice, then his hand came down on my ass cheek. A light slap, but enough to make my body clench around the foreign object.
    “Now turn it on.”
    Turn it on? I would have jumped if I hadn’t been so firmly fastened right where I was. The next thing I knew, a light hum filled the room and a scalding vibration filled me. Thrills cascaded through me. I shrieked.
    “Spank her again.”
    Spank. Vibrate. Shriek . Ethan thrust up inside me, as if trying to meet that vibrating intruder deep in the core of my body. Another shriek. I sounded shrill, hysterical. I wondered if I was going insane. This thing felt so different from a man’s hot cock. It was relentless, determined, insistent. It wouldn’t give in until I lost all dignity.
    “Please,” I moaned. “Make it stop. I’ll do anything.”
    “You want Simon up your ass instead?”
    “No. Yes. I don’t know!”
    “Then let me decide. Simon, turn it up.”
    Turn it up? The vibrations intensified. It felt like an earthquake inside me, everything trembling on the edge of an explosion. I clung tightly to Ethan, my lifeline in this world-shattering event approaching, threatening… He barely moved inside me, just small motions of his cock, up and down. I was already filled to bursting, and he seemed to know just how far to take me.
    Another spank, and my body began to buck—completely out of my control. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, I existed in some limbo between heaven and hell, shaking, gasping.
    “Come, Dana,” ordered Ethan in a tight growl. “Come now.”
    One hard thrust of his hips and the volcano building inside me erupted. I shouted incoherently as I twisted on the two rods impaling me, fore and aft. Then the toy was gone, I felt a moment of emptiness, and Simon’s hot-velvet member took its place. He slid into me, my rear a tight, trembling glove for him. He panted in my ear. “Dana, Dana, so good, you have no idea…”
    The tension of his thigh muscles braced around me told me how hard he must be fighting for control. He pushed slowly into me, each thrust a deliberate corkscrewing. Each movement snuggled me closer to Ethan, brought his cock deeper inside me. Spasms still rocketed through me—they’d never really stopped even though I’d orgasmed so intensely. And now their simultaneous fucking rocked me back and forth and I began to whimper and beg all over again.
    “Ohmygod ohmygod, ohmygod,” I muttered like a crazy woman.
    Then Ethan said the word and we all came at once. Each of them exploded inside me, and I went with them, all three of us shooting into a world of mindless, beautiful madness.
    Afterward, they laid me out on the bed and Simon cleaned me tenderly with a warm washcloth. I watched lazily, legs apart for his convenience. Simon had a thing about cleaning; he loved that part. He tended to Ethan as well, wiping his cock with gentle swipes. And then, for the first time, Ethan returned the favor. He took Simon’s drooping cock in his hand and swirled the washcloth around it, turning it this way and that, surveying it with hooded eyes.
    Simon, kneeling on the bed, tilted his black-haired head back and lost himself in the unusual caress. I loved seeing my sweet pirate so blissed out. Simon was always worried about other people, never about himself. He deserved this moment of tender loving care. I scooted close and ran my hands up and down his strong thighs.
    I vaguely remembered there was something on my mind, something from earlier. But it