Abbie lets Stefan fuck her ass

As Dominic slid his cock into Abbie's pussy, she couldn't help but think to herself how different these three men were. Tyler was bold, lean, tattooed; Stefan was quiet, moody, with a cock thicker than any Abbie had ever seen; and Dominic, whose quiet air of mystery was fascinating to Abbie. Dominic held her ass with one hand and pulled her hair with another as he rocked back and forth into her.

"That's it, baby, fuck my pussy," Abbie said. "Don't stop, just keep rockin' it baby," she said as her eyes fluttered closed and she lowered her head.

"Damn, girl," said Dominic, "any man gets you is a lucky mother fucker."

Tyler laughed at that. "That's you, dumb ass. You're the lucky mother fucker."

Dominic looked around, smiling. "You're right, bitch! I am the lucky mother fucker!"

Amidst all the sex and attempts at occasional dirty talk, this last exchange had the whole room laughing. Even Stefan cracked a smile.

"Where did these girls come from, man?" Dominic asked in awe.

"Heaven," said Abbie.

"The bar," said Tyler at the same time. This elicited even more laughter.

Dominic started pumping harder into Abbie. "Yo, I've been to that bar. There ain't never been chicks like this."

"Yo," repeated Michelle. "Maybe you don't go to the bar on the right days."

"Or," suggested Dominic, "it don't matter because you bitches come down to my party pad anyway." He cackled to himself.

Michelle pushed Tyler away from behind her and got up, walked over to Dominic, and roughly yanked his dick from Abbie's pussy. "First of all, I'm a married woman, so I'll never be your bitch." Dominic immediately turned still, worried that he had actually said something to upset Michelle. "Second of all, I think I want your cock in my mouth again."

Abbie rose from the sofa and glanced around the room as Michelle squat down to suck on Dominic's dick. Abbie absent-mindedly wandered around for a moment, touching both Dominic and Michelle's bare skin as she passed them.

"Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty ..." Abbie mumbled.

Stefan cleared his throat to get her attention and held out a beer. "Hey," he said.

Abbie took the bottle, tossed back a bit, and gave the bottle back. "Thanks," she said with a smile.

"Abbie," said Michelle, pulling Dominic out of her mouth again. "You want to go entertain those boys for a bit while I enjoy this delicious chocolate bar?"

Dominic rolled his eyes and groaned. "Why you gotta make some black joke?" He put his hand on the top of Michelle's head -- though being that he was receiving a blow job from her in the moment (and a good one at that), he didn't want to complain too much.

Michelle shrugged. "Because I'm a narrow-minded white lady who doesn't fuck black guys very often. I have a weird sense of humor. And your cock is delicious and the color of chocolate and if you want to fucking bitch about my terminilinologically ..." She slurred and stumbled over a word, pausing only briefly to consider trying to say it again (and deciding not to). "... then you can go get a fucking handjob from barback over there."

"No thanks," said Tyler. He stood and approached Abbie, who was still hanging out near Stefan. "Abbie, you ready for another round?" he asked.

Abbie looked at him curiously. "Back at the bar?"

Tyler laughed.

"Oh!" Abbie said, realizing her mistake. "Not a round of drinks. You just want a round of sex!"

Tyler nodded. "You up for it?"

"Absolutely!" said Abbie with a smile.