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Chuckling, Miles takes the hem of my skirt from my hands and lifts it even higher to flash more of my bare ass.

"How did you know foxes are my favorite?" Miles runs the tail over his palm, letting me feel the slight pressure from his touch as he leans forward to whisper in my ear, "You're my favorite too."

The way Miles wriggles the toy in my ass, continually shifting around the vibration so it's never the same for too long, keeps me on edge.

There's not enough of anything to fully get me going, but having his eyes on me, knowing that he's loving the view of playing with my new tail, is exciting enough to add to the moisture collecting between my thighs.

Setting my palms flat on the table, I lean forward to give Miles a better view. Not only is the toy on display, but he can probably see the way my pussy is glistening for him. He could so easily fuck me, and the longer he holds off, only looking, the more on edge I become.

"Do you like having a little tail?" Miles tugs it a little harder so the toy pulls out of my ass just a little before he lets go and it's sucked back in. He repeats the movement, pulling it out a little farther and then easing it back in, watching the way each stroke quickens my breathing.

"Don't be shy, Clarissa," says Helix. "Let us in."

"Yes," I whimper as Miles continues playing with the toy, as if he's trying to figure out the code or pattern he can use to conquer the game of getting me off.

Miles circles his finger around the entrance of my bare pussy, causing me to spread my legs to give him more access. It's not a conscious choice, it's a bodily need. He pulls out the toy, then eases it back in before swiping his finger across my weeping hole again.

"I can tell," says Miles. "You're getting wetter the more I play with it."

He keeps playing, trying new patterns, speeds and depths, never settling on one rhythm, and it's driving me nuts. It's too much teasing and not enough satisfaction.

Turning my head, I'm about to tell Miles off for his lack of follow-through, but freeze when I notice the way he's licking his fingers. The very ones that were just circling my pussy. Depravedly, I consider asking him to feed those same fingers to me.

"Did we get a little fox?" asks Quintin, coming into the kitchen.

"We did," says Miles. "Isn't she adorable?"

"I'd says she's looking hungry," says Quintin with a smirk.

"I agree. This pussy definitely looks hungry," agrees Miles as he eases a single finger into me.

It's not enough. Two would be better. Perhaps three. With my ass stretched and played with, my pussy feels left out and empty. Especially when Miles pulls out his finger and holds it up for his teammates to see how coated with my juices it is.

Miles makes a show of sucking the juices from his finger. Sticking it all the way into his mouth the way it'd been stuck into my pussy, then pulling it slowly out, licking it clean.

"Looks like our girlfriend's pussy is super hungry and needs something more than your skinny finger," suggests Quintin.

"You're probably right." Miles tucks the hem of my skirt into the waistband so I'm even more on display.

The way they're teasing me and drawing out my anticipation is frustrating, yet exciting. At any moment they could fuck me. I never thought I'd be in this position. Not only leaning against my breakfast table waiting to be fucked by a boyfriend while two others watch, but eager for it.

There's a nudging at the entrance to my pussy and I'm fully prepared for Miles to continue teasing me, but he doesn't. He shoves his full length inside me in one strong stroke, nearly sending me face-first into the table. I brace myself again, keening at how good he feels.

This was exactly what I needed. My pussy practically sucks his cock in, not wanting to let it go when he pulls back.

"I don't know, I still think our girlfriend looks hungry," says Quintin, sitting on the chair right next to us with his sweatpants tugged down around his thighs so his hard cock is on full display.

I watch Quintin's cock as he strokes it, enjoying the way I'm taking his teammate's pounding. He's probably starting the line to fuck me next.

Miles grips my hips and turns me away from the table so I'm forced to rest my palms on Quintin's thighs. I'm inches from Quintin's cock and know exactly what he's suggesting. I glance up into Quintin's eyes to see if he's thinking the same thing as his teammate.

He's waiting, not moving as he lets me make the decision.

As he put it, he's letting me decide how hungry I am and if I want to swallow his cock.

Licking my lips, I note the tiny bead of pre-cum on the tip of his cock.

It felt amazing the last time I'd had one of my boyfriend's cocks in my mouth and one in my pussy, so I lean in and take it all.

Quintin groans as my lips wrap around the tip of his cock and my hands around the base. With Miles holding me up, I grip Quintin firmly but gently, sliding my tongue from the root to the tip and back down again, swallowing down that salty drop of pre-cum before slipping just the tip into my mouth.

Miles has other ideas though. He reaches down mid-thrust and snags my hands off Quintin's cock, holding them behind my back. Then on his next thrust, he sends me face-first into Quintin's cock, ensuring I gag.

I'm so full of cock and the toy, with the eyes of three of my boyfriends on me.

They're using me exactly how they want, and it's exactly as I want as well.

To be the center of their attention so I can only be in this moment and nowhere else.

They've taken all of the control, but in a way that ensures I fully enjoy their playing with me.

I'm sure there's no way this moment could get better, when Miles uses his free hand to play with the toy. Now, not only is it vibrating, but the toy is fucking me in sync with Miles's cock as I'm thrust over and over onto Quintin's cock.

It's overwhelming, and I love every bit of it. Before, it was all teasing and not enough satisfaction, but this is all satisfaction as they fulfill desires I didn't even know I had before moving in with them.

"Fuck, I'm going to blow my load, and I forgot a condom," groans Miles. "Anyone know if she actually got on the pill?"

"I've got her mouth, so it's not a problem for me." Quintin wraps his hand in my hair so he can fuck my face as Miles slows his thrusting, waiting for an answer.

"Stop fucking her for a minute so she can answer," growls Miles. "Waiting is torture."

"No, I'm so close," says Quintin, his grip on my hair tightening. "Let me see you wiggle her little tail again."

Miles stops thrusting, letting his cock stopper my sopping pussy, and I miss the steady pace.

At least he's still filling me, stretching me as he plays with the vibrating tail for Quintin to admire as he fucks my face faster.

Until I'm pulled down hard and Quintin's cock hits the back of my throat, so deep I don't even have to work to swallow his cum as he spills his release in hot, thick spurts.

"I hope that was worth it, because I'm getting blue balls over here," complains Miles, continuing to play with my ass as I choke and struggle to breathe.

"Oh, it really was perfect," says Quintin, slowly lifting me off of his softening cock, finally letting me catch a breath.

I gasp for air, licking up the last few drops of cum that coat his head.

"Are you on the pill?" asks Miles, slapping my ass.

"Yes, please, I'm so close," I groan. If I had a free hand, I'd already be getting myself off.

"Don't worry, we're going to take care of you." Miles fucks me steadily, his hips slamming into my ass with each thrust. He twists the toy nearly out of my asshole, then slams it back in, keeping time with his cock.

The simultaneous fucking sends me over the edge, and thank god Miles is still holding my wrists in his free hand or I'd fall face-first into Quintin's lap. It's magical. All I can do is close my eyes and bask in the glow of so much pleasure as Miles's cock throbs in my pussy with his own orgasm.

"That was a great come face." Turning to Helix, Quintin says, "Did you see that?"

"I wouldn't mind seeing it again." Helix's watch beeps, and he adds, "But it's going to have to wait."

"Game time." Quintin claps his hands and pulls up his sweatpants as he hurries out of the kitchen.

"Your pussy gripped the life out of my dick," says Miles as he helps me stand up straight and regain the feeling in my arms. He hugs me from behind and kisses my neck. "Thank you."

Helix goes to follow Miles out of the kitchen, but stops to untuck my skirt and cover me back up.

My body is still vibrating from the powerful orgasm, but the way Helix is looking at me, I'm already preparing for another round.

"Don't forget that you can't get that tail wet," he says, wrapping his arms around my waist to hug me tight. One of his hands drops down to pat my ass as he adds, "I can't wait to see that cum dried on your thighs later."

With a last kiss, Helix walks out of the kitchen, leaving me standing there with his teammate's cum drying on my thighs and a toy still in my ass. At least it's stopped vibrating so I can focus again on my surroundings. Which includes cleaning up my dishes from breakfast.

And figuring out which scene I'm working on today while my boyfriends are gaming. Thank god I have a standing desk now since I'm not able to sit down.