In this sneak peek from The Visitor & Other Threesomes by K.D. West, Lea and her firemen boyfriends Sean and Andy discover that sometimes getting clean can be very, very dirty indeed!

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The Visitor & Other Threesomes is being released on July 31 has been released, along with Mary Cyn’s sexy new tale of the adventures of Kat McKinney, Wedding Slut: Never a Bride! Go to the Stillpoint/Eros Facebook page to sign up for the release day event, including giveaways of ebooks, audiobooks, and a signed copy of a print book!

(Note: the following story includes graphic depictions of sexual activity between — and among — adults. MMF threesome. Bisexuality. Readers 18+ only!)

Shower Time

from “The Visitor Goes to Work,”

one of the stories in The Visitor & Other Threesomes

Lea’s phone went off, crooning U2 at her.

First day of work.

Meeting with her boss, Sassy.

Meeting with Bob, the theater’s artistic director.

Meeting with the box office staff and training on the ticket software with Zach, the theater’s resident computer guy.

Tour with Gus, the tech director.

Lea needed to pee.

Heart racing, adrenaline singing through her veins, Lea leapt out of bed to go to the bathroom.

Well. She tried to leap.

Something heavy was holding her down.

Two somethings, in fact: Sean and Andy, whose legs and massive arms wrapped Lea in a cocoon that would have been incredibly sweet if she didn’t need to get up and get ready for her first day on the job.

Also, she still needed to pee. “Guys?”

As Bono continued his ode to the glory of the day, Lea’s boys snored on.

“Sean? Andy?” Wriggling, Lea realized that her hands were at each of their crotches. What a surprise. She squeezed two well-worn, well-earned morning hard-ons evoking two somnolent groans. “Boys. Get off of me or I’ll fry these up for breakfast.”

Andy’s head shot up. “Uh. ‘Morning.”

Sean’s face rolled off of Lea’s right tit. “Hey.”

Anxious as she was, Lea couldn’t help but smile down at the shit-ton of male gorgeousness that she had somehow managed to snag for herself. “Hey, yourself. I need to get up.”

Now Sean sat up. “Right. First day at the theater.” He pronounced it as a three-syllable word: the-AY-tuh.

“Uh-huh. And as much as I’d love to stay and play — ”

“No,” both men said, and like the firemen they were sprang out of the bed, treating her to the sight of her shit-ton of pulchritude standing naked and cum-stained on either side of her bed, and making Lea briefly wonder if she really needed to be on time for her first day of work….

“We’ll start some breakfast,” Sean said, pulling on the pajama pants they somehow always put on but somehow never kept on.

Andy reached out to Lea. “You take a shower.” When he pulled her up out of bed, momentum carried her body against his, and the feeling tempted Lea to stay…. He gently propelled her toward the bathroom. “You go. I’d say make yourself prettier, but t’ain’t possible.”

She beamed at him. “Flatterer.”

From the kitchen, Sean called, “No, ma’am. Just the facts, ma’am.”

“Uh-huh,” said Lea with a very non-Southern smirk. “I’ve got my eye on you two. Don’t think I don’t.”

“No, ma’am,” answered Sean, his smile very Southern, and very wicked.

Standing under the spray, Lea contemplated the fact that tonight would be her first night alone in the apartment. Both of her boys would be back to the firehouse tonight, and that knowledge filled her with anticipated ache, even as it filled her with a bit of relief. Since Andy and Sean had met her at the airport three nights before, it felt as if most of her waking time had been spent in a fog of sexual satiation. One, the other, or both of the boys always seemed to be ready and raring to go, and that was hardly something Lea was going to complain about. Even so, Lea had lost count of the orgasms they’d brought her too, and she hadn’t even tried to count the number of times they’d come on or inside of her. Her pussy. Her mouth. Between her tits…

The previous night, when she’d needed to catch her breath, on each other: frotting — grinding their cocks together, each grabbing the other’s ass, pulling the other close, Sean on top, Andy with his head pressed against Sean’s sweaty shoulder, his eyes locked on Lea’s as he bucked against his friend and spurted up against Sean’s flat stomach, setting Sean off….

It was just about the sexiest thing that Lea had ever seen, and was the closest she’d ever come to understanding her friend Kirsten’s fascination with gay porn.

As the shower poured down on her, Lea felt her nipples hardening, felt the hot water streaming between her labia. Oh, god….

Sliding into the corner of the shower stall, trying not to think about time, Lea rubbed her hands over her wet body. She let her fingers trail down between her legs, and hissed as they encountered her pussy — satiated, yes; tired, perhaps; but still ready for more….

“You need a hand there, Miss Lea?”

Through the steam-fogged glass door, Lea could see that Andy and Sean were standing at the door of the bathroom. “Huh,” grunted Lea. Bulges in their low-slung pajama pants made it obvious that they were having as hard a time as Lea was not thinking about about the last few days. “Uh-huh,” she groaned. “Please.”

They dropped trou — why did they ever bother putting them on? — and stepped into the shower. The brief flash of cool air that they’d let in was immediately replaced by the heat of their bodies pressing against hers. “Rolls in the oven,” mumbled Andy, huge hands flowing over Lea’s belly and hips. He leaned down and sucked Lea’s right nipple into his mouth, eliciting a spark of pleasure and a small scream.

Sean stopped her mouth — gently, always gently — and began to slowly kiss his way across her cheek to her chin. Up her chin tortuously to her ear. He pulled on her earlobe with his lips, let it slide by the smallest possible degrees out of his mouth, and then whispered, “What you thinking about, Lea? What got you all hot and — ” He let his fingers join Andy’s sliding along the slick out lips of her pussy. ” — ready for us?”

Whimpering, Lea tried to spread her legs, to open to them, but their massive thighs pressed against hers, and so she settled for letting each run his hand in the crease between either thigh and her pussy. It made Lea wonder why she hadn’t ever tried masturbating two-handed.

Would she ever need to masturbate ever again? “Thinking… of you,” she groaned as Sean began to apply his amazingly talented, slow mouth to her free breast. She reached down, taking two wet hardons into fingers that she could barely control. “Rubbing… ‘gainst each other. Fuck!”

Sean had finally sucked her left nipple between his teeth.

Into right breast, Andy murmured, “Wouldn’t you rather have us rubbin’ ‘gainst you?”

“Um…” Honestly, Lea had no ability to say what she’d rather have, but yes: that sounded very nice indeed. “Uh-huh….”

Grinning, Sean slid up Lea’s body and turned her toward him. Andy pressed up against her back and reached around her, pulling Sean’s ass, so that Sean’s cock slid up along Lea’s belly.

Sean pulled Andy close as well, and his cock slid against the length of her spine, his balls spreading her butt cheeks. Both men began to kiss and nibble at her neck, her cheeks, and to grind aganist her.

Fuckity-fuck-fuck.

They were fucking through Lea. Lea was the fuck. Her entire body felt like one enormous erogenous zone.

Each began to grunt ferally into one of Lea’s ears.

FUCK….

But…

But as exciting as it was — and it was — Lea was aware of her own pussy weeping with need, the greedy thing, adding more moisture to the wet shower. “Um…” She found one leg sliding up onto Sean’s hip.

Without any further prompting, Sean’s hands slid to Lea’s ass and lifted her, so that his cock was grinding against her clit and Andy’s was sliding up the crack of her ass. “Damn,” he grunted.

“Uh-huh,” Lea sighed as the two erections sparked all sorts of fascinating sensations in her lower body.

“Damn,” echoed Andy.

The two of them continued their steady rhythm. Lea hardly had do a thing other than enjoy herself and try not to pass out.

After a few minutes she felt the rhythm shift, speeding up. “Uh, Lea, honey?” moaned Sean. “Can I… inside you?”

“Please!”

In rhythm, he lifted her, then lowered her onto his cock.

Lea and Sean both swore in some Stone Age language that bore no particular resemblance to English. The feeling of Sean’s sweet erection stroking her g-spot as Andy pushed against her pelvis, made her clit grind into Sean’s pubic bone…

“Um, Lea? Baby?” Andy whined.

Lea threw back her head and kissed him. “Huh?”

Andy slowed, his expression pained. “Could I maybe…?”

“Oh. Sure. After Sean. I’d… HNGH… love… that.” Sean had latched onto one of Lea’s nipples again.

“Um, yeah, me too, um…” Andy panted, grinding against Lea’s ass as Sean thrust up into her cunt. “Uh, maybe…?” He slipped one hand free and steadied his cock, lining it up with Lea’s backside.

“Woah!” gasped Lea, her buttocks clenching around his head, her body stiffening, her cunt contracting so that Sean screamed his orgasm into her chest, and they all nearly toppled over.

“Sorry!” moaned Andy as Sean slid slowly to the shower floor, Lea on top of him. “I didn’t — !”

“No, no, no, it’s okay, I mean,” panted Lea as she felt Sean pulsing inside of her as she lay on his chest, “I mean maybe we can do that, can talk about that, but, um, not right now, okay?”

“Okay.” Andy sounded about five years old.

Sean slid his cock out of Lea, making her gasp again. “Don’t worry, Andy. I think sweet Miss Lea here still needs some help gettin’ off, and seems to me she’s got a very sweet, very hot hole to file.”

Lea tilted her pelvis so that Andy could see her pussy, washed by the shower spray, dripping Sean’s spray, open to him.

“O-okay.” Andy knelt behind Lea, between Sean’s thighs, and buried his reverse-curved cock in her, and it was his turn to join her in screaming that Paleolithic war cry.

As Andy began to pound her from behind (and from his whimpers, he was clearly close, which was probably why he’d been so eager to stick his thang up her ass, the poor dear, and oooo, she was sooo close too), Sean’s fingers slipped down Lea’s belly and through her bush, finding her clit, and…

And…

As the mist cleared, Lea was first aware of wet. Wet Sean against her belly. Wet Andy gushing wet inside of her. Wet her. Wet air. Wet tile.

Tears. Water.

Wet.

“Think those rolls are done, Andy-boy?” asked Sean, reaching beneath Lea’s overflowing pussy and squeezing his friend’s balls, releasing more wet inside of Lea.

“Aw, fuck yeah,” groaned Andy.

“Then let’s go get this girl fed and off to her new job.”

“Fuck yeah,” panted Lea with a slack grin. “I’m definitely ready now.”

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