Abbie makes the rounds

"Yes, Nate, I'd be happy to share." Abbie slowly strutted around, giving a full show to each of the men. She furtively glanced down at their crotches as she passed, and whether she saw it or not, she felt their energy, and knew the effect she had on them.

"I don't think I was clear, Abbie," Nate said. "When I said share, I meant to give them what you gave me -- which was more than a good look."

Abbie smiled. "I understand." She walked over to Clark first, and stood very close to him. She put her hands on her hips, and shimmied her shoulders a bit, jiggling her breasts. Clark smiled. "Nate," said Abbie, inviting him to control the moment.

"Would you mind if Clark groped your breasts a while?" Nate said.

Abbie smiled. "Not at all." She jutted her chest out a bit, and Clark took the bait. He raised his hands to her sides, stroking her ribs, and then bringing his hands forward to the edges of her breasts. The size of his hands was a perfect match. He cradled her breasts, one in each hand, and gently thumbed at her nipples. She quivered and moaned a little. "Mmm, that feels nice, Clark. Your hands are so warm."

She rolled her head around, her hair falling freely behind her, brushing across her naked back. Clark inhaled deeply, pulling Abbie's scent in his breath. He gave her breasts a last squeeze before smiling and letting go.

Abbie stepped over to Brad. She placed her own hands on his naked chest, stroking his muscles, and twirling her finger in his hair. She ran her hand down his chest, toward his stomach, and slyly touched the band of his pants.

She inverted her hand, fingers pointing down, palm to Brad's stomach. Her fingertips slipped into Brad's pants, and down. Abbie maneuvered her hand over his briefs, and through the cotton material, fingered the edges of his cock, which was massively thick and getting quite hard. She licked her lips.

"I know I'm sharing something with you right now, but I really hope you'll share something with me before too long."

At the sound of her voice, Brad's dick twitched and stiffened. Abbie smiled and she gripped it in her hand.

"That's the idea." She squeezed him a little longer, rolled his member in her hand, and then slid her fingers back out again.

Brad brought his own hands up to Abbie's body. He touched her shoulders, and moved down, palms to her breasts. He groped her harder than Clark had, and Abbie leaned into him with pleasure.

"Feels much nicer without anything in the way, doesn't it, Brad?" she said.

Brad smiled. He gently spun her around, holding her back against his chest. His hands wrapped around her, and he caressed her breasts. His right hand traveled downward touching the thin hair above her pussy.

"Mmm," moaned Abbie. "Don't stop."

His hand got a little more aggressive. He pressed into her skin, touching the very edge of her slit. He felt wetness, and took that finger to Abbie's mouth. She sucked, and he brought it back down to her pussy, this time venturing just a little further. She rubbed her ass into the front of his pants, and his cock was bursting to come out. Abbie could feel it, and she was ready to rip his clothes off right there. But she took a breath and turned herself around. She gave him a firm squeeze with her hand, outside his pants.

"Now we're even," she whispered into Brad's ear.