Cory and Tuk

Two men stood in the hallway, their eyes wide and mouths agape with surprise upon seeing the door to Room 2222 open and a stunning redheaded stranger, naked and smiling.

"Whoa -- do we have the right room?" It was the shorter of the two men who spoke first. He had mocha skin and dark hair, designer jeans, a linen blazer over a T-shirt that read Stark Industries, and throwback Nike high-tops that looked brand new. His voice had a faint hint of an Indian accent, but only just barely. As he stood there frozen by the shock of seeing Abbie, he flung a hand back against his friend in dramatic reaction.

"You might," said Abbie playfully. "Who are you looking for?"

The other man was at least a foot taller than the first, standing 6'10" or more. His dark chocolate skin contrasted with his perfectly white teeth as he smiled broadly and took off his sunglasses. "I don't even remember. Maybe I'm looking for you." He had a deep bass voice and a smooth and slow style of speech. He wore loose-fitting clothes in a bit of a 90's style fashion, a silk shirt and rayon pants, with small diamond stud earrings and a large silver ring on one pinky. His body was long and lean like a swimmer's, and his reaction to seeing a naked and cheerful Abbie in the doorway was marginally calmer than the first man's.

"Me, huh?" Abbie answered. As she shrugged her shoulders, her bare breasts bounced, and she watched both men's eyes shift down to stare at her body.

"This is Carter and Ben's room, right?" the first man said, half trying to peek around Abbie, half unable to take his eyes off her.

"Mm-hm," Abbie nodded.

The Indian man looked up at his friend. "Maybe I misunderstood. Ben texted that they were having drinks."

"We were," Abbie said. "And then ... things evolved." She grinned at both, looking back and forth between them.

"Are they still here?" the taller man asked, chuckling to himself. "Or are we about to become part of a crime scene?"

Abbie laughed. "Why don't you boys come in and join us?"

She turned, giving the two men in the hallway a good look at her ass, and walked sexily back into the room. The other men followed, the taller one first (having to duck under the door frame). As they all re-entered Room 2222, the new arrivals went into a second round of surprise at the scene ahead of them.

Carter had taken a seat on the couch, but Ben remained standing. They were both naked, each idly stroking their dicks, aiming to remain in the moment by watching Abbie intently, eager to return to the games they were in the midst of.

"Fuck, dude," said the tall Black man. "Are we interrupting something?"

"We got your text, man," the other said. "But we figured this was a couple beers and ESPN or something. But we can definitely get out of your way, though." He started to slowly inch back toward the door.

Ben laughed. "Abbie, you think these two should stick around?"

Abbie spun back around to size up the new arrivals. "Absolutely they should stick around." She slowly walked past the tall Black man, dragging a fingertip across his chest, and then stopped next to the other. "Unless this isn't your kind of thing?"

The shorter man took a breath. "Well, let's see. My two friends are buck naked with full fucking erections. Never seen that before." He nodded somewhat sarcastically, a deadpan take as if he was counting inventory in a stockroom. "And then there's you, who I've also never seen before."

Abbie smiled. "I can't quite tell which you like better -- the naked boners ... or me?"

"Would you like to find out?"

"I would!" Abbie wiggled a bit, shaking her hair out, and leaning toward the shorter man with her lips parted.

He reached out to her, putting one hand on her breast, squeezing, then pinching a nipple playfully. He ran his palm along her side, around her hip, and cupped her ass.

"So are you Cory ... or Tuk?"

"I'm Tuk." Hearing Abbie speak his name aloud made Tuk smile.

Abbie wrapped a hand behind his head and pulled him close to her, meeting him a soft and wet kiss that went on for longer than anyone in the room thought it would. She could feel his dick stiffening against her body even through his pants, and as they kissed, she pressed herself against him to increase and improve the contact.

"Nice to meet you, Tuk," she said breathlessly, breaking the kiss. "I'm Abbie." She ran her palm along the side of his face as she stepped back, now shifting her attention to the other man. "And you, therefore, must be Cory." She sauntered over to the taller friend, craning her neck back to look up at him. "If I remember the names he said before," she added, vaguely waving a hand toward Ben.

Cory looked at and laughed in disbelief. "That's it. I'm Cory."

Abbie looked him up and down, putting her hands on his stomach, and stretching up toward his chest. He was so tall that even his shoulders were out of reach.

As she put her hands on him, Cory casually rubbed his crotch, pulling at his thickening dick through his pants. "Damn, baby, where'd these two dudes find you?"

"The lobby," Abbie replied simply. "Mm, this material is nice," she added, rubbing his shirt.

Cory chuckled. "I'm a fashion plate, what can I say?"

Abbie's hands wandered around his body, first across his stomach, then around to his hips. "Ooh, the pants too, I like this." Her eyes rested at his crotch, where his cock was straining against the soft cloth.

"You go on and touch them anywhere you like." Cory wasn't playing hard to get. He knew where this party was most likely going, and wanted to get involved.

"Anywhere I like?"

"You want to?"

Abbie nodded. "I do." She could tell he was up for a good time, and also felt no need to pretend otherwise. Her fingertips danced along the front of his pants, and she could feel the outline of his penis. She delicately traced a line along its edge, wrapping her fingers along the tip.

"You like it?"

Abbie giggled. "I do."

Continuing to rub him through the material with one hand, Abbie used her other to deftly unzip his fly. She reached her hand inside to discover that he wasn't wearing any underwear, and she was delighted to make direct contact with his warm and soft skin. She fondled and toyed with him from both inside and outside his pants, looking up at him as she did.

"You want to --?" Cory started.

"Mm-hm," Abbie replied, knowing the question.

She pulled his dick out of his pants through the unzipped fly. Even not fully erect, it was incredibly long, but Abbie was instantly up to the task. Immediately, she leaned forward and slipped her mouth over the tip, devouring almost the entire length of it in one go. She could feel him against the back of her throat, and held her position, her lips firm around the base, her tongue lapping at the shaft. She gently bobbed on him, giving him just a little more pressure with each bob, feeling him stiffening in her mouth, his cock getting thicker, harder and fuller. As she did, Cory quickly undid the top of his pants, and let them fall loosely all the way to his ankles.

Abbie brought both hands to the base of his penis, feeling his tight and bristly pubic hair against her wrists. She slid her head back, and moving back and forth, sucked him with more thrust and pulse, simultaneously jerking the lower half of his dick with both hands. Without realizing it, she had closed her eyes as she sucked on Cory, so when she felt a hand on her ass, she felt a spark of curious joy not knowing who it was.

The hand behind her first rubbed, then lightly spanked her. She felt a bit more movement around her, and as one hand left one side of her ass, another touched her opposite hip, sliding a palm up to grope and squeeze her tits. Was that the same person? she wondered, but dedicated the bulk of her focus to Cory's now nearly fully erect cock in her mouth.

On the same side where the most recent mystery hand was feeling her up, she felt something else against her hip. Her breath shuddered for a moment, as she imagined it was one of the other men brushing his dick against her, and fantasized that whoever it was might begin to freely fuck her as she stood there. It didn't happen, but she enjoyed the image in her mind.

Instead, she took a short break from Cory, stood up straight, opened her eyes, and looked around. The others were close by, all around her. Tuk had opened his pants, and was jerking his dick as he stared at her solemnly. She saw Carter get up off the couch and take a step toward. Ben was grinning from ear to ear, and Abbie glanced down to his dick and smiled back, seeing that he was even thicker and harder than before. Abbie licked her lips, and looked around the room, making eye contact with each of the four men. She took a slow breath and sighed.

"Next?"