Abbie and Stefan fuck while looking in a mirror

Abbie sat back on her heels to watch the two men at either end of Michelle, and then a sound caught her ear. She turned over her shoulder to see a silhouette of Stefan framed by the bathroom door. He had his arms up in the door frame as if he was holding the architecture of the building in place. His massive frame blocked most of the light behind him, and the shadow that remained was both impressive in stature and blurry in intention. Abbie couldn't even tell at first whether Stefan was facing her or not, looking at her or not, or if he was even aware that she was staring back ... until he moved.

One hand slid down his body toward his midsection. At first, Abbie imagined that he was just idly running his palms over his own torso. She imagined the feeling of his body against her own hand, and without realizing it, she began to touch herself, almost a mirror image of what she saw Stefan doing.

Abbie's breath caught in her throat as she watched Stefan's hand move lower, wrapping around his shaft. Even in silhouette, she could see the impressive size of his cock as it hardened under his touch. Her own fingers slid between her folds, finding herself already slick with arousal.

Stefan's movements became more deliberate, his hand stroking up and down his length. Abbie's eyes darted between the erotic shadow play in the doorway and the writhing bodies of Michelle, Tyler, and Dominic behind her. The combined visual stimulation sent jolts of electricity through her core. She fingered herself more vigorously, shivers running through her body.

Without a word, Abbie rose to her feet, drawn to Stefan like a magnet. As she approached, his features came into sharper focus. She pressed her body against his, claiming his mouth in a hungry kiss.

They stumbled into the bathroom, hands roaming urgently over each other’s hot bodies, each of them slightly damp with perspiration. Stefan spun Abbie around into the bathroom, lightly bouncing against the counter and the wall, the tight confines of the room serving as only a mild obstruction to their passion. Abbie gasped as her back hit the cool tile wall. She caught sight of their reflection in the mirror and turned, mesmerized by the image of Stefan's muscular form looming behind her.

His large hands cupped her breasts, kneading them roughly as he pressed against her back. Abbie watched in the mirror, transfixed by the contrast of his tanned, muscular arms against her pale skin. She arched into his touch, her nipples hardening under his calloused palms.

Stefan's hands roamed lower, skimming over her taut stomach. Abbie's breath hitched as his fingers dipped between her thighs, stroking her already slick folds. She spread her legs wider, inviting his touch. His thick fingers circled her clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her body.

Unable to resist, Abbie reached behind her, wrapping her fingers around Stefan's massive cock. She stroked him slowly, marveling at his girth. Stefan growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating through her.

"I want you inside me," Abbie whispered, her eyes meeting his in the mirror.

Stefan grunted in response, guiding her to lift one leg onto the counter. Abbie braced herself, watching intently as he positioned himself at her entrance. She gasped as he pushed forward, stretching her almost to the point of discomfort. Abbie's eyes widened as she watched Stefan's massive cock disappear inside her, inch by incredible inch.

"Oh god," she moaned, her fingers gripping the edge of the counter.

Stefan paused, allowing her to adjust to his size. Abbie took a deep breath, relaxing her muscles. She nodded, giving him permission to continue.

Slowly at first, Stefan began to move, pulling out almost entirely before thrusting back in. Abbie watched their reflection, mesmerized by the sight of his cock sliding in and out of her glistening pussy. The bathroom filled with the sounds of their labored breathing and the slap of skin on skin.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Stefan growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly.

Abbie could only whimper in response, overwhelmed by the fullness and the intensity of the sensations coursing through her body. She bent forward, bracing her hands on the counter as Stefan picked up the pace.

The new angle allowed him to hit her g-spot with each thrust, and Abbie felt her orgasm building rapidly. She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans as the pleasure intensified. Stefan's powerful thrusts shook her entire body, sending waves of ecstasy radiating outward from her core.

"Oh god, I'm gonna come," Abbie gasped, her fingers curling against the smooth countertop.

Stefan grunted in response, his pace becoming even more frantic. Abbie's legs began to tremble as her orgasm crashed over her. She cried out, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around Stefan's thick shaft.

As the last tremors of her climax subsided, Stefan suddenly pulled out. He tapped Abbie's ass lightly, wordlessly indicating for her to turn around. Understanding immediately, Abbie spun and dropped to her knees, looking up at him with eager anticipation.

Stefan stroked himself rapidly, his breath coming in short pants. With a low groan, he erupted, thick ropes of come painting Abbie's flushed face and heaving chest. She closed her eyes, relishing the warm splashes on her skin.

When the last drops had fallen, Abbie opened her eyes to see Stefan wiping his face with a hand towel. A dreamy smile played on Abbie’s lips as she watched Stefan silently leave the bathroom. She turned back to the mirror, giggling softly as she took in her disheveled appearance. Stefan's come glistened on her face and chest and she idly ran her fingertips through it. She tasted some, savoring the surprising passion she felt with Stefan, a man who had (until these last few minutes) seemed to show no capacity for such a satisfying and tender exchange.

Abbie grabbed a washcloth and began to clean herself up, but paused, deciding to leave some of Stefan's come on her skin. The thought of returning to the others with visible evidence of her encounter sent a thrill through her.

She took a deep breath, steadying herself on slightly shaky legs before making her way back to the bedroom. The sounds of continued pleasure reached her ears as she approached, and she felt a renewed surge of arousal.