Abbie swallows four loads of come

Abbie surveyed the room. Carter and Tuk were by the window, smoking. They'd each put pants back on (and, Abbie assumed, their underwear as well). Ben still stood idly near her, his dick still thick and red, but softening. She heard a noise behind her, and turned to see Cory emerging from the bathroom, holding a towel.

"Here." He approached her slowly, and held out the towel. "One end is damp, the other is dry."

Ben looked at Cory. "Her mouth is still full." He waved his hands vaguely. "You know ... full."

"Full?" Cory asked, taking a beat to understand what Ben meant. "Oh wow. Full!" He looked down at Abbie. "What the hell are you waiting for, woman?"

Abbie's face tightened up as she stifled a laugh. She looked away from Cory to keep from spilling anything, pushing her hands against his legs.

"Challenge mode?" Ben asked.

Abbie shrugged and nodded.

"Can I see?"

Abbie nodded again. She sat up straight and tilted her head back. Cory squatted down next to her and supported her head and neck. Abbie opened her mouth so Ben could look inside.

"Damn, that's ... wow." He shifted angles to look at her, and then stood up again. Abbie closed her mouth and checked in with both Ben and Cory as if awaiting instructions.

"Did you plan to swallow it?" Cory asked.

Abbie shrugged, and then nodded.

"You've held that in there for a while." Cory kept his hands on her as he squat next to her, feeling her skin, appreciating her naked form.

"Well, I, for one, would find it pretty fucking sexy to watch you swallow all of that." Ben smiled at her.

"Me too," added Cory.

Abbie grinned. She looked between the two men, back and forth, and then with a rather small and brief effort, she swallowed everything at once. She licked her lips, gently at first, and then more thoroughly, before finally opening her mouth and breathing deeply.

"How was it?" Ben asked.

"Amazing," Abbie said softly. She took another deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Most jizz you've ever swallowed at one time?" Cory said, impressed.

Abbie chuckled and glared back at him as if the answer was obvious. "Yeah." She then paused to consider it. "I mean, I think so."

"She thinks so." Ben shook his head. He held out his hand to help Abbie stand up. "She doesn't know for sure, but she thinks it's the most ever." He laughed incredulously.

"Here," said Cory, also standing, and holding out the towel he'd brought. "It's cold now, I imagine, but you might still want it."

Abbie took the towel and wiped it against her face. It was cold, but it felt great against her skin. In the minutes that she was cleaning herself up, Ben and Cory had also found their own clothes. Suddenly, she was the only one naked, and the energy she felt in the room made her wonder if she was the only one who had just had an amazing night of orgiastic sexual play.

"Trade?" Cory held her dress out to her, and took the towel back in return.

Abbie knew that some men's sexual energy diminished rapidly after they climaxed. The trope of a guy getting off and almost instantly falling asleep was practically coming true in front of her. She wasn't put out by it, but she did feel a little alone in still reveling in the fun they had all had when the vibe of the group had otherwise shut down very quickly.

She stepped into her dress and pulled the straps over her shoulders. Two minutes earlier, she was coated in a combination of sweat and come, her body sizzling from the electricity of the orgy. The wet towel had done more than wipe up the sticky remains of her sexual activities, it had cooled the entire evening. As she felt her dress make contact with her skin, she felt cold -- still a little damp, but now just from the water and the towel, no longer from heat, sweat, and sex.