Tyler and Michelle both move in on Abbie

Abbie had Tyler's full attention. She kept her eyes locked on his, and as much as she wanted to glance down and gaze at his dick, his hard dick, full and eager for more -- she kept her eyes up.

Tyler had less control. He couldn't resist ogling Abbie's body, nor was he shy about it. He looked her up and down, taking in the allure of her curves, the swell of her breasts, her pale skin, smooth like silk.

"You're a fucking knockout," he muttered.

"Mm-hm," Abbie said, nodding. "What is this tactic, talking to me instead of going further?"

Tyler chuckled. "No tactic." He shook his head, marveling at the situation, not entirely convinced that this was actually reality.

Abbie backed away from Tyler, still watching him intently. She felt the couch behind her, and slowly lowered herself onto it. She smiled as she felt the texture of the upholstery against her naked ass, rubbing herself across it slightly, her skin tingling with increased sensitivity.

She leaned back, resting her body into the corner of the couch. She brought her right leg up onto the couch, her knee bent, her toes wiggling. Her other leg dangled on the floor. With her legs spread, she casually draped one hand across her pussy, idly fingering herself as she kept her eyes on Tyler.

"If you're not going to enjoy this, then I will." Michelle's voice cut through the space, snapping Tyler from his reverie and surprising Abbie. "Seriously, how I'm the only one here who wants that pussy is one of the world's greatest unsolved mysteries."

Michelle walked around to the front of the couch where Abbie was lounging. She dropped to her knees, and brought her head to Abbie's lap. Without any particular grace, she put her hands on Abbie's thighs and leaned in between her legs, quickly and roughly licking Abbie's slit up and down.

"Ohhh," moaned Abbie, taking her eyes off Tyler for the first time as her head fell back onto the edge of the couch. "Fuck, that's amazing."

As Abbie kept squirming on the couch, Michelle held her legs firmly, digging her fingers into Abbie's flesh. Abbie was thrusting her hips up and down, working her body against Michelle's tongue, and clutching to the edge of the couch herself.

Michelle turned sharply away from Abbie as she felt a hand slap against her ass. She looked up, and saw Tyler to her left, who smacked her ass a second time.

"Finally decided to man up?"

Tyler grinned. He stood upright, his cock sticking straight out toward Michelle, who leaned toward him, her mouth open. Tyler took hold of the base of his dick, and steered it into Michelle's waiting mouth. She sucked him hard for a few moments, then pushed him back.

"You're not here for me, are you?"

Tyler chuckled again. "Nope."

Michelle licked the tip of his dick again, left a bubble of saliva on the tip, and sat back on her heels, watching. Tyler reached down toward Abbie, taking hold of her ankles and lifting her legs into the air. Abbie adjusted her position on the sofa, giving herself over to Tyler as he repositioned her. Once he found the angle he liked, he brought one knee onto the couch, and nestled in closer to Abbie, resting her raised legs onto his shoulders.

Tyler held his cock by the base again, and steered it toward Abbie's pussy. He rubbed the tip against her, and noted how hot she felt, and wet too, though he didn't know (or care) whether it was due to Michelle or just Abbie's own arousal.

Michelle leaned around Abbie's hip and tried to get her tongue back into the action. She was able to lick Abbie's inner thigh, and tease her through her pubic hair, but couldn't quite reach her pussy. Tyler saw her there, though, and pulled off of Abbie for a second to offer himself to Michelle, as he had before. She licked him again, leaving a string of saliva as she leaned back. Reaching around Abbie's leg, Michelle took hold of Tyler's now wet shaft, and pushed it onto Abbie's pussy.

"My god," Abbie moaned, **** to feel Tyler inside her. "Quit teasing me ..."

"Don't you like it?" Tyler asked.

Whimpering playfully, Abbie replied, "Fuck, of course I do."

Michelle rubbed Tyler's dick against Abbie, not quite pushing it into her, but getting as close as possible without penetration.

"You want him inside you?" she asked Abbie.

"I do."

"You want me to fuck you?" Tyler asked bluntly.

Abbie breathed deeply, her chest heaving. "I want you to push your hard cock deep into my soft, little, wet, pink pussy."

Michelle continued to tease Abbie's labia with the end of Tyler's dick. Tyler was part of the game -- if he had wanted to thrust into Abbie, he easily could have, but he was holding back, building suspense.

"I got you and your girlfriend to come to a party with three strange men. Your husbands aren't here. You got naked, and now you want to get fucked?"

Abbie twisted her hips, wiggling her ass at Tyler. "I want to get fucked."

"What do you want?"

"I want to get FUCKED."

Tyler nudged forward a bit on the couch, the head of his penis now resting more firmly at the entry to Abbie's pussy. Either of them could have shifted their bodies by an inch, and he'd be fully inside her.

Tyler leaned forward just enough to increase the pressure against Abbie. He needed this as much as she did. "Tell me what you want," he said quietly.

Abbie relaxed, her eyes closed. "I want you to fuuu--uuuck me!"

As she spoke, Tyler slid his cock into her, and the pleasure Abbie felt nearly interrupted her words. With an immovable smile on her face, she breathed heavily, relishing in both weight of Tyler's body as he pounded against her as well as the intense satisfaction of his hard cock driving deep into her pussy. She felt an electricity ripping through her body, from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. In a nearly meditative way, Abbie focused on feeling everything in her body at once. She tuned out any sounds from the room around her, and tied to spread her attention -- to Tyler's hand on her ankle, to the upholstery of the sofa on her ass, to the cushion against the back of her head, to the stretch in her back, to the slightly cool air of the room (which she had only just noticed) making her nipples hard.

With a sigh, she attempted to speak. "Oh, that feels ... absolutely incredible ..."

With a smirk, Tyler settled into a rapid and forceful rhythm, fucking Abbie aggressively, her body shifting back and forth on the couch. For a moment, he wondered if she was bothered by his own body weight slamming into her, but he quickly dispensed with the thought, fully confident that Abbie was likely doing just fine. He chuckled to himself as he considered this unparalleled good fortune of the evening.

It was Michelle's hands that brought Tyler back to earth a bit, back to a realization of the hotel room, of the party, of his friends, and of the other naked, gorgeous, sex-driven woman next to him.

She rubbed his back, wrapping around him to touch his chest, and allowing her hands to drift down to the bottom of his stomach, toying with the hair on his body, and idly touching the base of his dick as he continued to fuck Abbie. Without disconnecting from Tyler, Michelle looked around for the others. She made quick eye contact with both Stefan and Dominic, confirming that they were ready to get in on some more of the action.

"Okay boys," Michelle said. "Let's fucking go."