Everyone

The sound of Nate pulling out still hung in the air, wet and obscene.

Emily lay sprawled across the towel like something claimed—legs splayed, cunt glistening and slack, Nate’s cum already beginning to leak in milky drips from between her folds. Her breath came in short, hot gasps. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, nipples flushed and tight, cunt twitching helplessly in the aftershock of being filled so deeply and so suddenly.

Jamie didn’t wait.

He rose, cock slick from Olivia’s hand, and stepped between Emily’s open thighs. His fist gripped the base of his shaft, guiding it toward her pulsing entrance. He didn’t tease. Didn’t ask.

He pressed forward.

The tip met no resistance—just the warm mess of her pussy, still slick from Nate’s cum and her own orgasm. Jamie groaned low as his cock sank into her, slow and thick, stretching her again.

“Fuck—she’s still open,” he breathed.

Emily moaned, louder now, back arching off the towel. Her cunt clenched instinctively around this new fullness, making Jamie hiss between his teeth.

Cara looked at Theo, who was still on his knees at Emily’s side, panting, glazed. She kissed him hard and said, “Go.”

Theo nodded and rose to his knees again, his mouth finding her left nipple without hesitation. He latched on—firm, hungry—sucking hard and deep. Milk welled up once more, and he swallowed greedily, moaning into her breast as he suckled like a man lost in worship.

But Marcus didn’t join the pile.

Instead, he turned, quietly, and walked to where Cara sat perched on her curved piece of driftwood, legs crossed, one hand teasing at the knot of her bikini top. She raised her eyebrows at him as he stood in front of her—cock already fully hard, thick and dark, twitching with anticipation.

“I need to be inside someone,” he said, voice low and full of grit.

“Then what are you waiting for?” Cara said, tossing her top aside with one hand.

He stepped forward and kissed her—deep and fast—while tugging at her bottoms, yanking them down past her knees. She lifted her hips obligingly, helping, already wet from everything she’d watched and whispered. He sat first, then pulled her into his lap in one smooth motion.

Cara gasped as his cock pressed up against her folds, and then down—into her—his full length plunging into her pussy as she sank onto him with a breathy, “Ohh fuck yes.”

Marcus grunted, his hands gripping her hips tight, guiding her as she began to ride him—slow at first, then faster, breasts bouncing, mouth open. He kissed her again, then leaned back to watch the way her cunt swallowed his cock, the wet sound of her thighs slapping against his with every grind.

A few feet away, Jamie was thrusting harder now into Emily, her moans muffled against Theo’s chest as he switched to her other nipple. Her whole body shook between them, overwhelmed and soaking wet, stretched around Jamie’s cock while Theo suckled at her tits and her legs trembled uncontrollably.

And still… there were more to come.