Ben tries to get Abbie to come by fucking her

"Nice," said Ben, thrusting into Abbie a little harder than before. He reached forward and squeezed her tits, then ran his hands down her front, and back down to her legs. "Your body is absolutely magical. Are you for real?"

Abbie giggled. "I'm 100% for real." She lifted her head a bit to look at Ben. "Do I not feel real to you?"

"I'm not sure, to be honest!" Ben exclaimed.

Abbie put her hand out against Ben's stomach. "Wait. Move back." She instructed him as if explaining how to set up a golf swing. "Look down. What do you see?"

Ben looked down and laughed. "My dick."

"Mm-hm. What else?"

"Your pussy."

Abbie smiled. "Mm, that's right." She idly fingered herself with both hands. "Feels real to me." Her hands trickled up her body, across her stomach and breasts. "Did it not feel real to you?"

Ben stood there for a second, just staring. Abbie leaned back again, and returned her attention to the other three guys -- a hand on Tuk and a hand on Cory, and she opened her mouth and gazed up at Carter, who aimed his cock back toward her.

"Am I still waiting, or is it okay for met to fuck you again?"

Abbie had just barely gotten her lips onto Carter's penis, but held there for a moment to reply. "Fuck me again."

Ben chuckled and muttered under his breath. "She wants me to fuck her again, I'm going to fuck her again." He rubbed the end of his dick on her labia, up and down several times, teasing without penetrating. Abbie legs began to twitch a little as the stimulation increased. Ben still held one ankle in his hand, and enjoyed feeling her squirm.

He pressed his cock against her, rubbing the underside along her clit, before pushing it into her. He pumped into her a few times, withdrew, and repeated the whole affair. Each time he slid out, Abbie emitted a small grunt, and each time Ben pressed back down on her and rubbed against her clit, she grunted again. He cycled through this routine several times, with Abbie's noises getting more and more intense with each iteration.

"Are you close ...?" Ben asked the half-question without completing it.

Abbie nodded, moaned, and grunted all at the same time. "Mm ... mm-hm"

Ben thrust into her. "Close to ... coming?"

"Mm ... yes ... yes, I am."

Ben was excited by the prospect of bringing Abbie to an orgasm, so he doubled his efforts, thrusting into her even harder, smacking his body against hers in the process. Abbie noticed, however, that Ben's shift in protocol meant he wasn't as directly stimulating her clit as he had been. She found herself reacting less vocally than before, despite most definitely enjoying the new energy Ben was exerting.

At the same time, Ben was getting even more stimulated than before. Fucking a woman while she was on her back was his preferred position, and he was already intensely aroused simply by Abbie being Abbie, and now that he was fucking her harder in missionary position, he more or less picked up the slack on the sexual grunting.

Abbie switched her oral attention from Carter to Cory for a spell, and in doing so, freed up one hand, which she subtly brought down to her pussy. (Once Carter had pulled out of Abbie's mouth, he didn't seem to mind or notice that Abbie's hands weren't on him, as they were on Tuk and had been on Cory.) Abbie rubbed the top of her pussy as Ben fucked her, more than enough to keep her in the moment.

She closer her eyes again, savoring the feeling of Cory's dick against her lips and tongue, and grinding her body back against Ben, whose thick cock filled her tight pussy. She gave her clit one more rub, and then slid her hand back up toward Carter, reaching out for him.

Abbie let her body relax as she steadily breathed through her nose, her mouth occupied with Cory's stiff cock. Her hands were Tuk and Carter, and she tried to align these disparate physical energies in synchronization with Ben's aggressive (yet even) drilling of her.

Four cocks, she thought. She envisioned each one -- Tuk in her right hand, thick and hot; Carter behind her, still wet from her mouth earlier; Cory against her lips and tongue, firm yet supple; and Ben filling up her tight snatch, the friction of each thrust sending shivers through her body.

As she allowed her body to fall partially limp, at the mercy of the men around her (and mostly of Ben), she sensed an orgasm welling up. She began to grind her pelvis back against Ben's thrusts, knowing that she was on the verge of a climax. Her breathing got heavier, though no one could really hear it amidst the other sounds of sex in the moment. Ben didn't seem aware of it, so when Abbie's orgasm peaked, she just kept fucking him, kept pushing down into him, the friction of their intercourse becoming somewhat more lubricated from her own juices, but otherwise no real change of rhythm, pattern, or energy.

"Still close?"

Still consumed by her orgasm, Abbie wasn't expecting Ben to talk again, and didn't totally catch his words. "Hm?"

"You're, um ..." Ben kept pounding her hard, but felt the need to awkwardly ask her questions at the same time. "You're making less noise, I though ... maybe you ... I don't know."

Abbie pulled her mouth off Cory, and lifted her head with a smile.

"I thought you were about to climax, but ... maybe the moment passed?"

With a sigh, Abbie lowered her head again. She picked her words carefully. She was sure to agree with the question, as she always did, but she knew that she wasn't being quite truthful in answering Ben. He had implied that the orgasm moment had passed and that she hadn't come -- when in truth, the moment had passed ... and she had come.

"Mm, maybe it did."

Ben thrust hard into her and held his position. "Oh, damn. I thought I was going to get you there."

It wasn't a question, and Abbie saw no need to correct him with a response.

"You had your shot, dude." It was Tuk, speaking for the first time in a bit. "Time for someone else to get a turn, don't you think, Abbie?"

Abbie lifted her head again. She was all smiles, fresh on the heels of an orgasm, and now facing the opportunity to feel another man inside her -- the party in Room 2222 was taking a big step in a great direction.

"Definitely."