You step in...

“Sorry there big man, maybe next time…” you whisper to Thor before you stand up.

When you get up, Devon, Douchebag and Ariel all turn their attention to you. You walk over towards the three of them and immediately plop down in Douchebag’s lap, grinding your ass against his cock. At the same time, you lean over Ariel, and guide the hand that was on Devon’s abs down to his cock. Devon obviously understands your gesture, and mouths a silent kiss in your direction.

Douchebag wastes no time groping you all over, but you pay him little attention for now. You mostly focus on Ariel and Devon. After suckling her breast for a little longer, Devon grabs one of Ariel’s legs, and flips it over so that he can pull her up in to his lap facing him. He continues to suckle her tit as he lifts her up just enough to guide his cock in to her. You slide off of Douchebags lap and approach Ariel on your knees. You reach around her to fondle her other breast and reach down to ease the passage as she is impaled for the first time. Ariel turns back to you, mouth open, and places a kiss on your lips, which is broken with a gasp as Devon start slowly thrusting.

Douchebag sneaks up behind you and starts fingering you with two fingers. You squeeze closer to Ariel, and Douchebag closes in some more until you two girls are sandwiched in between the guys. Ariel round breast pressed firmly against Devon, and your breasts pressed against her back. Once Douchebag penetrates you, the breath is pushed out of you and all you can do is take Ariel’s ear in to your mouth.
You and Ariel quietly whisper nonsense to each other as you both approach orgasm. It being Ariel’s first time, she probably wouldn’t have had an orgasm, but as you feel yourself getting closer and closer you flick Ariel’s clit faster and faster, and your enthusiasm lets her relax.

“Oh my god… I… I think I…” Ariel manages to get out before she starts frantically writhing on Devon.

Before you know it, you feel the rush of Douchebag’s seed inside you as he stops pushing against you. Not long after, Devon lets out a satisfied grunt and all four of you stop moving.

“Mmmm… thanks guys, could you give us a minute, I think I’d like to stay in here with Ariel for a minute before we get out,” you ask, and the guys comply helpfully.
You and Ariel sit in the sauna for a few minutes on your own. Your leg draped over hers as she absently fumbles with your snatch. Then you both wrap up in your towels, go shower off, and head to your own houses to get ready for tonight's party.