Ben and Carter come in Abbie's mouth

Abbie could feel both men trembling inside her, their muscles taut with the strain of holding back. Their cocks throbbed within her, the dual sensations of fullness almost overwhelming. As much as she loved the feeling of being completely filled, another desire was growing stronger.

"I need to taste you both," she said, her voice husky with lust. "If you're only going to last thirty more seconds anyway ..." She gave them a wicked smile over her shoulder. "I want it in my mouth."

Ben groaned at her words, his rhythm faltering. "Fuck ... I just want to keep fucking you a while longer. Give me one more minute?"

Abbie moaned with pleasure. "Mm, yes! I'll take another minutes. I'll take another hour! But you said thirty seconds, so I wanted to make the most of it." She writhed her body, grinding herself between them, savoring these final moments of incredible fullness. She clenched deliberately around them both, drawing matching moans from the men.

"I can barely hold on," Carter murmured. "You wanna get down on the floor?"

Abbie nodded, but let the men thrust into her a few more times before she disengaged herself from their bodies, feeling strangely empty as both cocks slipped out of her. She slid off the bed and onto her knees on the carpet, looking up at them expectantly.

"Right there," Ben said, ushering Abbie into place with one hand on her shoulder. He stood to one side, Carter to the other. Abbie knelt between them, taking a cock in each hand, stroking them firmly as she alternated between them with her mouth. She looked up at their faces as she sucked, her blue eyes wide and innocent despite the thoroughly filthy scene.

"You want it ... on your face?" Ben asked, a little unsure and wanting to make certain he gave Abbie what she was looking for.

"Mm," she agreed. "All over my face." She spoke to them between sucks. "I want to feel it, taste it ... swallow it all." She increased her pace, her hands working in perfect rhythm with her mouth.

Carter was the first to lose control. His breathing became ragged, his hips jerking forward involuntarily. "Fuck, I'm gonna --" He didn't finish his sentence before the first pulse of his orgasm hit. Thick ropes of cum shot across Abbie's waiting face, landing on her parted lips, her tongue, even splattering across her cheeks and forehead.

"Yes," she moaned, her eyes closing briefly as she savored the sensation. She opened them again to look directly at Ben, her face glistening with Carter's release. "Your turn," she purred, focusing all her attention on him now. She took him deep into her mouth one final time, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked hard.

Ben's control snapped almost immediately. He pulled back just enough for Abbie to see his cock as it erupted, sending streams of hot cum directly into her open mouth and across her already slick face. She moaned appreciatively, making sure to catch as much as possible on her tongue.

When both men were spent, Abbie sat back on her heels, looking utterly debauched and completely satisfied. She made a show of swallowing what had landed in her mouth, her throat working visibly as she gulped it down. Then, with deliberate performance, she used her fingers to gather any remaining cum from her face, scooping it into her mouth and making little humming sounds of pleasure as she licked her fingers clean.

"Don't want to waste a drop," she said with a mischievous smile. She reached for both men's cocks again, taking each in turn into her mouth for one final suck, making sure to drain any remaining drops. Her tongue swirled around their sensitive heads, drawing shudders from both men.

"Damn," Ben muttered, his legs slightly unsteady as he watched her. "That was ... unreal."

"That's what you're going to think tomorrow," Abbie said with a smirk. "That this whole night was just a dream."

Carter nodded in agreement, running a hand through his tousled hair. "Probably so."

Abbie sat back on her heels, looking pleased with herself. Her body glistened with sweat, her hair disheveled, and despite having cleaned most of it off, a few traces of jizz still clung to her face. Ben helped her to her feet, wobbly as both of them were. Carter took a step or two backward, and then made his way to the window, stopping en route to pick up a cigarette and a lighter. Abbie, still holding Ben's hand, sat on the edge of the bed.

"Certainly felt like a dream to me," Abbie mumbled, still continuing her thought from moments earlier. She squeezed Ben's hand, and then fell backward onto the mattress, staring at the ceiling.