As I rolled around on the blanket, giggling like a schoolgirl, feeling terribly embarrassed by our mutual admission, I felt soft cool fingers upon my ...eft wrist. I somehow found the strength to end my giggle fit, and peeked out shyly from between my fingers up at Samantha once again.What I saw was my cousin gently pulling one of my hands away from my face with a look of nervous determination in her eyes as she carefully coaxed me into a sitting position. I smiled, blushing again as I noticed. Our relationship works and that is all that matters.So I have three cocks, all different sizes; one six inches and two seven inches, all cut and thick. We don’t all have sex all together all the time. Sex just happens naturally. Oh, did I forget that I am a nymphomaniac, which is a plus for this type of relationship. My men, as I call them, operate a very lucrative software company which is how I met them. I was their secretary but now my job is to stay home and take care of my three men. It is. How did she know that? Then he asked mom why she hadn’t fucked me yet. Mom laughed and reminded him that I was her son. He laughed and asked her if she had ever let her brothers fuck her. I was shocked at her answer, yes she had, all three of them. Then they got quiet as the bed made more noise. I could hear them breathing harder and then they started to moan and groan. Finally there was one big gasp followed by dead silence.I was still sitting outside the door when mom opened it to go to the. She collapsed on the bed, almost completely passed out as her body continued to twitch and convulse as she felt his fingertips lightly tickle and caress her thighs. As she laid there, half asleep, she felt him gently shake her, handing her a glass of water. “Here you go Princess. We don’t want you dehydrated.” Her body like jello, she pulled herself up, sitting back against the headboard and took a drink. “Daddy, that was amazing. You make me feel like such a big girl when you play with my.