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it out,” said Josh. He pulled my legs apart and set the soles of my feet flat on the bed. Blake spread my nether lips, and both men sat there, looking between my legs.
    “Very red, hot, swollen, and wet. I think we should check out what’s causing it?” said Josh.
    I giggled this time as they both began touching every little crevice and my clit and circling my entrance. I wished every pelvic exam was this much fun. Two fingers slid inside me and, when I glanced down, I realized both men had contributed.
    “I think we’ve found what you need as the cure to your problem,” said Blake. “A mind-blowing orgasm. Now just relax, and we’ll take care of it.”
    I put my hands to my face and laughed as their fingers went to work. The laughter turned into panting when they pumped me hard, and it was almost too much, so I started to wiggle around and slid my feet up and down the covers.
    “Just keep still, baby, and we’ll take you there, okay?” said Blake.
    I panted, blew through my mouth, and then wham —another orgasm. “I don’t think this can get any better.” I was almost crying now.
    Blake scooted up the bed and held me. “What do you say the three of us take a nice shower to cool down and clean up a bit?” asked Blake.
    I certainly could go for that. I was hot and sticky. My pussy was drenched and needed a few minutes’ rest anyway.
    “Sure.”
    He helped me off the bed. Josh went ahead, and I could hear the shower already running before Blake and I arrived. Josh got inside the shower cubicle, and Blake held my hand as I stepped inside with him, following close behind.
    Luckily, Blake’s shower was big enough to accommodate maybe five people. I let the water hit my chest and run down my belly. I rubbed between my legs to clean up down there and hoped the water would cool me.
    “How about I wash your cocks?” I said. I reached for a sponge. I loaded it up with soap and started with Blake, making circles down his belly then rubbing it over his cock, which got hard the moment I touched him. Josh soaped my back and ass while I decided to give Blake a hand job. It didn’t take much before he ejaculated.
    “Phew, wasn’t expecting that. Thank you, baby,” he said, kissing my forehead. I turned my attention to Josh, who was rock hard—probably from seeing me go to work on Blake. It took just four passes of the sponge over his dick for him to find release, too.
    “You’ve spoiled it now. We’ll have to recharge our batteries,” said Josh. “How about you show us guys what girls do in the shower?”
    I pretended I was just going to wash myself. Yes, I teased them and saw both guys’ faces brighten up when I stood with my legs apart and brushed the sponge back and forth, passing the sponge from one hand to the other in between my legs. I groaned to give them more of a show as I let its roughness graze my clit. I let it fall to the floor, so I could bend over and give them a view I hoped they would enjoy.
    Blake slapped my ass. “You city girls like teasing cowboys.”
    I stood up and grinned at him. Blake pulled me in close as Josh touched my bottom. “How about we give you—what do the city girls call it at their spas—a Brazilian?” asked Josh.
    I looked at Blake. “Josh here said his ex got one, and she said it heightened her sexual experience.”
    “So you want to wax me down there?” I asked.
    “Shave you down there,” said Blake.
    I kissed him. “Well, as I’m experiencing lots of firsts tonight. Sure. Why not?”
    Blake turned off the shower, headed out, and then returned with his shaving cream and a razor.
    I thought I might regret it, but when Blake started to apply the cream to my pubic hair, it was a big turn-on. Josh held the razor, got down on his knees, and started to shave me as Blake kissed my neck and played with my breasts.
    “Not hurting you is he, baby?” Blake asked. I shook my head. Josh passed a damp towel across my mound and, when I looked down, every single hair