Stefan shares the last beer with his friends

As she waited for Stefan to continue, Abbie felt Tyler's body behind her slide back and forth. She could feel his cock brush against the top of her head, but she didn't make a distinct effort to touch it or suck it, nor did Tyler seem to request it. He was plenty focused on her tits, and for the time being, that was keeping both of them entertained.

Abbie felt Stefan's hand return to her thigh ... except, it didn't feel the same as before, nor did it seem quite the same as what she perceived to be Stefan's other hand still on her leg. But as she felt a warm and wet tongue lap against her pussy, she quickly forgot about the hands, and was grateful to have someone between her legs. As such, she wasn't actively aware of Stefan's other hand leaving her thigh, nor of the other other hand taking its place.

A splash of liquid hit Abbie at the top of her chest, and she moaned lightly at the sensation of it dribbling down her skin. The hands on her thighs gripped her skin tighter, and Abbie thrust her hips forward slightly as she felt increased action and pressure from the tongue against her pussy.

Mm, she thought, that does not feel quite the same as before.

She grinned, and rolled her head to the side. Tyler was still behind her, she knew that much for sure. His hands hadn't left her body, and the licking and biting action on her breasts had continued since he had initially arrived at the back of the couch. But with her eyes closed, Abbie could neither confirm nor deny whether it was Stefan licking her from below.

I don't need to know, she thought. Just go with it.

Abbie took a deep breath, and relaxed her head against the couch, more or less facing straight up. Her eyes were still closed, but she could sense someone hovering above her. She assumed it was still Tyler, but didn't look to check. Abbie lay in submission, the touch of four hands and two mouths on her body more than enough to sustain her pleasure.

Whoever stood behind her (she still thought it was Tyler) took his right hand off her breast, and a moment later, she felt something against her mouth. She instinctively parted her lips, and quickly understood that the man behind the couch was pushing his penis into her face. She craned her neck back for a better angle, and her eyes fluttered open for a split second, just long enough to recognize that it was, in fact, still Tyler. He held the base of his dick in one hand (his other hand still caressing Abbie's left breast), and stood over her, aiming his stiff cock at her mouth.

Abbie extended her tongue, partly to lick her lips, partly to lick Tyler, and then stretched her head toward him enough to indicate that she was ready for him. He pushed himself into her mouth, leaning over her a bit more in the process. Abbie idly reached one hand over her head, groping at Tyler's body, clutching at his leg and ass. She closed her eyes again, focused enough on Tyler that she wasn't at all aware of anyone else around her, and hadn't bothered to look downward to who was at her feet.

"Mm, excuse me," a voice muttered. Abbie didn't quite register it until a few moments later, and then was unsure whose it was. Michelle, maybe? she thought. Her hands and mouth were on Tyler, and she got the sense of some kind of movement around her feet. Someone bumped into her leg, someone shifted their balance from right to left. Abbie didn't look. It didn't matter to her. If they need me to move, they'll let me know.

A hand around her ankles gripped and pulled, spreading and lifting her legs up. Another hand on her inner thigh surprised Abbie. Three hands ... clearly more than one person! She felt herself smiling, but her mouth was still occupied with Tyler. Another splash hit her breasts, both of them, which could only have been possible if whoever was pouring was actively trying to soak Abbie. They probably are, she thought. She moaned a little, enjoying the taste of Tyler in her mouth and the feeling of his lips on her nipples.

The beer cascaded down her front, and whoever held her thighs immediately dropped their tongue to her pussy and began to lick and suck her. She felt wet and a little cold from the beer all over her body, but warm and alive from all the groping and touching.

That's six hands on me, Abbie thought, trying to form a coherent idea in her mind. Two on her breasts (Tyler), two on her thighs (whoever, and they were also licking her pussy), and two more holding her ankles aloft. She giggled as she tried to calculate who was missing.

Before she could continue that train of thought Tyler pulled away from her, shifting to his left. Her hand, resting on his ass and hip, fell limp, but in the next moment, a new figure took its place. Abbie could feel the presence of someone, and opened her eyes a bit to see that Stefan had taken over behind the couch for Tyler. Without hesitation, he presented his dick to her, and without hesitation, she took it in her hand and pulled it toward her mouth.

She licked and sucked him a few times before finally lifting her head to see the scene below her. It was Michelle who was bent forward, her hands on Abbie's thighs -- and it was Dominic who stood behind Michelle, holding Abbie's legs in the air, and steadily fucking Michelle as he stood there.

"There's only a drop or two left," Tyler said, holding the beer bottle out toward Stefan. "You want it?"

"Nah, but I bet she does," Stefan replied. He took the bottle and upended it over his cock, allowing Abbie to suck the last remains of its contents off of him.

"Yup, she does." Abbie pulled her head back to look up at Stefan after cleaning him off. "Thanks."

Commotion at her feet caught Abbie's attention. Tyler had moved down there, and was trying to get Michelle's attention. She looked up at him (taking a break from Abbie's pussy). Tyler said something that Abbie couldn't hear, and then Abbie felt the pressure of Michelle's hands on her legs as Michelle hoisted herself upright and moved away. She followed Tyler off to the side, somewhere out of Abbie's line of vision.

As Abbie returned her attention to Stefan, she felt Dominic come closer. He took hold of her ankles again, and Abbie assumed that he might crouch down the way the others had before him, and provide more oral attention. Instead, just as Abbie took a mouthful of Stefan's dick, she felt Dominic thrust his own straight into her pussy without any kind of alert or notice.

"Wow!" she exclaimed, pushing Stefan momentarily.

"Oh, sorry, I --" Dominic froze, mid-thrust. "I just thought -- oh fuck, I'm sorry."

Abbie looked up at him with eyes that might have been wide an hour previous, but now were beginning to glaze over from the late hour plus the seemingly endless sex. "It's okay! I was just startled."

"It's okay?"

Abbie nodded. "Mm-hm."

Dominic laughed, surprised at himself. "Wait, it's okay that I just stepped up to you and fucked you. Like, literally still fucking you."

Abbie glanced up at Stefan, then back to Dominic. "Yes. Haven't you been here all night?"

Dominic shrugged, speechless for a moment. "I -- I mean, I guess so." He looked around. "I don't know, I've never done anything like this before! I don't know the rules!"

Abbie stared at him for a moment, and then couldn't resist laughing. There he stood, naked, holding Abbie's legs in the air, his cock rammed into her pussy, Stefan behind her, waiting for her to continue sucking him off, Tyler and Michelle to her left, screwing each other's brains out -- the whole scenario was implausible, but then made almost comedic with Dominic admitting that everything about the evening was foreign to him.

"Just fuck me, baby," said Abbie, her voice soothing. "There's no rules except to have fun."

Dominic took a breath, and slowly began to pump into Abbie's pussy.

"Are you having fun?" she asked, taking hold of Stefan behind her.

Dominic nodded. He pulled his dick out of her, tapped it against her body, and then slid it back in.

Biting her lip, Abbie whispered, "me too," and returned to sucking Stefan. Dominic fucked her in this position for a moment, but lowered her legs and pulled out. Abbie looked at him quizzically, and Dominic slapped the side of her ass in response. Abbie read that as an indication that he wanted her to turn over, so she got up on her hands and knees on the couch. This made for a better angle at sucking Stefan (for which Abbie was grateful), and it seemed to provide Dominic what he was looking for, as he effortlessly slid his dick back into her pussy and resumed fucking her.

Every few pumps, Dominic would pull out, stroke his dick or swat it casually against Abbie's ass, sometimes spank her a little. Abbie accepted all of these actions equally -- not passively, because she was definitely into all of it, but equally, with each of them pleasing her. Dominic leaned down, spread her ass cheeks apart, and gently spit into her crack, his saliva landing on her asshole.

"Oh fuck!" Abbie shrieked as Dominic slid his dick into her tight ass. "I wasn't expecting that!"

"You okay?"

"Uh-huh," she answered. "Just wasn't expecting it."

Dominic began grunting as he fucked her. His breathing was getting heavier, and he moved his hands to Abbie's hips, squeezing and pinching her harder and harder.

"Oh fuck, baby, that feels incredible," Abbie mumbled before putting her mouth to other uses by licking Stefan's dick again.

Dominic slammed into her, and held in place, his legs twitching. He felt like he could come at any moment -- but didn't want to. Once the feeling subsided, he tried thrusting into her again, but the same pre-climax pressure surged once more.

"What's wrong, baby?" Abbie said, turning over her shoulder. "Oh, you're gonna pop?" She bit her lip, smiling. "Mm, it feels so nice."

"Shit, man," Dominic said. "Don't talk dirty to me, I ain't ready to be done." He closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Am I too dirty for you?" Abbie teased. "Letting you fuck my ass? Letting you and your friends have your way with me?"

"Shit," Dominic spat. He thrust two more times, but squeezed Abbie even harder to **** himself to avoid an orgasm.

"My ass is so tight and I can feel your cock throbbing in there." Abbie stroked Stefan as she talked to Dominic. "I'm waiting for your come, baby."

"You want me to come?" Dominic said, regretting getting into the conversation.

"Mm, I do."

"In your ass? You want me to fucking jizz in your ass?"

Abbie giggled. "I wouldn't object."

Dominic smacked her ass as he thrust twice more. "Shit."

"You don't want to?" Abbie asked, still teasing.

Dominic smiled. "I do, you know I do. But ..."

"But?"

"But then I'll be the dipshit sitting around here while the rest of you fuckers keep partying." He pulled out of Abbie roughly, and spanked her once more on each side. "I'ma take a break, maybe have a smoke. You know I'll be back."

Abbie wiggled her hips and shook her ass at him. "You know I'll be here."

As Dominic stepped away and walked toward the bathroom, Stefan also took a step back. He smirked at Abbie, but didn't speak. He reached for a pack of cigarettes on the table, pulled one out, and lit it.

Abbie surveyed the room. Dominic was in the bathroom, Stefan taking a smoke break, and Tyler and Michelle going at it nearby. Even though two men had just disengaged from her, Abbie didn't feel any sense of abandonment. The party wasn't over, that was all. She turned over and sat on the couch normally, resting her head back, and closing her eyes again.