Abbie considers Ben's suggestion

Abbie's hands were constantly in motion, pleasuring the men around her. She took a break from giving oral pleasure to talk with Ben.

"Oh?" she said in playful surprise. "You think there's one of you here who'd be interested in that sort of thing?"

Ben laughed. "I have to imagine there's a lot of us here who'd be interested in that sort of thing."

"Sure, but you said 'one.' You suggested the idea that I let one of you fuck me. Isn't that right?" She leaned forward and gave Henry a suck or two, then shifted to Carter for the same.

Ben went on. "Well, yeah. I guess I did say that."

"Well," Abbie said, pulling back from Carter. "I'm a pretty agreeable girl. So I could probably be persuaded into letting one of you enjoy a little extra attention."

Ben raised an eyebrow at her. "But just one?"

Abbie shrugged as she swirled her tongue around Khalid's penis. "That's what you said."

"That's what I said," Ben muttered.

"Jeez, Ben," said Tuk. "Looks like your genie here granted you only one wish."

"Yeah?" Ben countered.

"Yeah." Tuk glared at him. "And when you get one wish, you're supposed to wish for seven more wishes. Everyone knows that."

"I'm not sure," Abbie said, taking hold of Tuk's dick in one hand and stroking it. "Most of those genie stories don't allow wishing for more wishes."

"That's true," Diego agreed.

Abbie sighed, and sucked on Diego for a bit. "I was surprised," she said between sucks. "I mean, he could have asked if I'd be willing to fuck all of you."

"And would you have?" Carter asked.

Abbie turned to her left and licked Carter's shaft from base to tip. "I would have."

"And now it's too late?"

Abbie nodded. "Now it's too late." She thought this over as she said it. The fact was, she was saying yes to their questions. Ben asked about one of them, and she agreed. Carter asked if it could have been all of them, and she agreed. And then he asked if it was too late to change the wish from one to seven -- and she agreed. If any of them had bothered to ask for more, she'd probably have agreed to that too. But at this point, the game to get one out of seven was proving to be more fun.

"Assuming all of you would be just as willing to fuck me as I would be to fuck you," Abbie said teasingly, "how will you decide who gets the golden ticket?" She returned to blowing them again, a few sucks for each before shifting to another dick. After a moment of no one answering, she added, "And how will the rest of you finish yourselves off?"

Just as she found herself taking a turn with Henry's cock, she glanced up at him to see him smirking. "You're a fascinating woman, Abbie."

"How so?"

"You're doing this for the sport of it. And as long as it remains fun -- and I presume it has -- then it's completely satisfying to you. Would you agree?"

Abbie nodded with a smile and a quick kiss to the tip of Henry's dick. "I would." She shifted back around the circle to give Ben as turn. "And after this young fellow upped the ante a bit -- well, for one of you -- I'd say the game got even better."

"Okay," Cory said. "So one of us gets a little more of your magic. And the rest of us ..." He quickly scanned the group, and then looked back down at Abbie.

"The rest of you?" she said. "I guess you'll have to find another way to reach your own ... conclusions."

Tuk sighed, somewhat exasperated. "You're all talking in weird cryptic riddles." As he spoke, Abbie took hold of his cock and stroked him slowly. Tuk looked down at Abbie and continued, but slightly calmed. "One of us gets to fuck you, and presumably, finish ... you know, down there or something. Right?"

Abbie smiled. "Sure, that sounds good." He could have said 'come inside you' or 'come on your back' or 'not come at all and go home all stressed out,' and Abbie would have probably responded the same way. But 'finish down there,' was the phrase, and that seemed conclusive enough.

"And the other six of us ... what, we just ..." Tuk's voice trailed off.

"I think we finish up here," Diego suggested, using Tuk's verbiage.

Abbie nodded and bounced in place, her body wiggling, her breasts swaying slightly. She moved her hands over to Diego and Khalid. "I like that. You'll finish up here." She glanced down at her chest. She didn't quite know what 'up here' might mean to each of them, but it didn't matter. Whatever they opted for was fine with her.

"I don't see how we could complain," Diego offered. "Whatever this goddess has given us, we take with humility and gratitude."

"Such a fucking poet," Carter snapped.

"He's not wrong," Henry said, staring down at Abbie. "This is a magical night no matter what."

"Sure, sure," Tuk said impatiently.

Cory breathed deeply. "It's all cool, friends."

"Seriously, Tuk," said Khalid. "It's the best night of your life regardless."

Ben laughed. "Abbie?" he asked. "You ready?"

Abbie grinned, her face sweaty and slightly damp with her own saliva. She touched each of the seven men, and then looked back Ben. "I'm always ready."