Up to Fluff

Abby, wearing only her robe, walked into her living room to see her husband Gary talking on the phone. She could tell he was seething, but trying to control his tone. She didn't know if his anger was due to the phone call, or being behind on setup. Probably both.

"Yeah," Gary said into the phone while rubbing his forehead with his free hand, "I understand. I hope he feels better soon." He hung up and tossed his phone onto the couch.

"Did somebody back out on us?" Abby asked, walking up to Gary to rub his shoulders. He sighed and his shoulders relaxed slightly.

"Becca," Gary replied. "She's taking care of her sick son."

"Well, that's understandable," Abby said.

Gary looked over his shoulder at his wife of 12 years. "You know he's 20, right?" he asked.

Abby wrapped her arms around his chest and hugged him to her. He worked so hard to set things up and she knew he mostly did it for her enjoyment. "We'll make it work," she told him, "we've done more with less."

"If I recall correctly," Gary said, turning to face her, "you almost died."

"You're exaggerating," Abby chided. "Charlie got the worst of it and he's fine now. He's even coming today, right?" She felt a tingle in her nethers at the prospect of Charlie again. She'd have to find a fun way to make it up to him. She discreetly loosened the sash on her robe.

"Yeah," Gary confirmed. "Him and five others. That's too much for you to handle without Becca."

"You let me worry about that, babe," Abby said, dragging her chest against Gary to open her robe. "You just take care of your setup." She was still thinking about Charlie and the tingle he'd induced as she stepped back, revealing her bare breasts.

She smiled innocently at Gary as he gazed at her full tits. "Is there anything I can help you with?" she asked sweetly. She released her hold on him. "Anything at all?"

Gary finally cracked a smile. "You need to conserve your energy for later." Abby pouted in response, until Gary reached out to tickle her.

"Alright, fine, be a tease," she said, without any heat. By the microwave's clock she saw it was 11 am, three hours before their guests would arrive. "Let's reconnect in an hour for a production meeting and lunch."

Abby turned to leave and squealed when Gary reached out to goose her ass.

Abby looked worriedly at the living room as she walked to their bedroom. "Gary's really got his work cut out for him," she thought. "I've got to get him some help as quickly as I can. Maybe even some help for me if I play my cards right." The last thought gave her another tingle.

She sat down on the bed as she pulled her phone out of her robe pocket. She found Hadley in her contacts and held her phone to her ear as it dialled.

"Hey Abby!" Hadley said. "What's up, girl?"

"Hey, babes," Abby said. "I hate to do this, but I need to call in a favor. You free this afternoon?"

"Of course," Hadley replied. "Lord knows I owe you a few."

"Okay, great," Abby said, relieved. "This'll probably make us square. How quickly can you come over?"

"I can be there in 20, depending on whether you need me to prep or bring anything," Hadley said.

"20 works," Abby confirmed. "We've got everything you'll need." After a moment's consideration she added, "Wear something comfortable, but that you don't mind getting dirty."

"Okay..." Hadley said, clearly confused.

"Don't worry," Abby reassured her. "I'll explain everything when you get here."

Abby sighed in relief, knowing Gary would at least get the help he needed. Whether she herself would get help remained to be seen, but she chose to be optimistic.

"In the meantime," she thought, "I still have a lot of prep to do myself." She shrugged off her robe and headed to the bathroom, where she turned on the shower.

While Abby waited for the shower, she admired herself in the mirror. She took great pride in her body, all the hard work she put in to maintain her cougar physique. She regarded her toned legs and abs, then turned around to examine her booty. It had a bit more jiggle now than it did in her 20s, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. She knew Gary wasn't the only man who wanted to give it a squeeze.

She looked down to examine her neatly trimmed brunette bush. Yes, the carpet didn't match the blonde drapes, currently in a ponytail, but she'd never had any complaints. She ran her fingers through it, checking for any stragglers. Her fingers may have lingered a bit longer than they needed to, but she had to reassure that persistent tingle that it would be dealt with soon enough.

Abby finally stepped into the shower and eyed the showerhead wand. "No time for that," she thought reluctantly. She'd given herself a deep clean that morning, before yoga, so she could get away with a quick shower before greeting Hadley outside. She didn't want Gary to get his hopes up only for Hadley to balk at her requested favor.

She finished up in the shower and tossed on yoga pants and a hoodie. She made it outside just as Hadley was walking up to the front door.

Hadley was dressed in sweatpants and a tight tee that highlighted her curves that Abby so admired, even without a bra. Her thick copper hair was worn in her typical wavy bob. As usual, Hadley's face lit up in a smile when she saw Abby.

Abby waved at Hadley and closed the door behind her. They'd been friends for 3 years, ever since Hadley had moved in down the street and started her boudoir photography studio. A lot of the neighbors were scandalized by the idea, but Abby jumped at the chance to get some spicy pics for Gary. In a lot of ways, that was what set her on her path.

"Thank you so much for coming, babes," Abby said as she hugged Hadley. She barely resisted the urge to slide her hands down to caress her friend's thick hips.

"So... what're we doing?" Hadley asked uncertainly. "If we're burying Gary in the woods, that's fine. Just as long as you wrapped him up real good. I don't want to see or touch his corpse if I can help it." Hadley closed her eyes and shivered.

Abby loved her friend's morbid sensibilities and ride-or-die attitude.

"Come on," Abby chided, "you know when it's time to bury Gary, I won't call you and leave a trail. You'll hear a knock on your window in the middle of the night."

Hadley, who could only manage a weak smile instead of her usual lilting laugh, was clearly uneasy. Abby knew she had to let Hadley in on what was going on, but was hesitant to do so. "What if she judges me?" Abby thought.

Abby realized she didn't have much choice; Gary needed immediate help. "Besides," she thought, "if she's willing to bury a body for you she'll almost certainly forgive you for keeping a secret or two from her."

"Gary needs some help with a project," Abby began, rushing her words. "He's inside setting up for it and time is a bit of a factor." Abby hadn't felt this nervous in a long time, possibly since that first boudoir session with Hadley. "The amount of lights we need is too much for him to handle on his own and the person we normally use called out sick and..."

"Abby," Hadley said, taking hold of Abby's shoulders, "you're freaking me out." She flashed the crooked smile she got when an absurd idea popped into her head. An idea she was eager to share with Abby so they could laugh together and cut the tension. "You're acting like you're about to shoot a porno."

Abby looked away evasively and Hadley's smile drooped.

"Abby?" Hadley prompted, not getting a response. "No," she said incredulously.

Abby nodded, still not making eye contact.

***

"You have a usual person?" Hadley asked. "How long have you been doing this? Are you on OnlyFans?" As Hadley's shock was wearing off her curiosity was coming to the forefront. Curiosity seasoned with a fair bit of arousal. It took all her restraint to keep from demanding Abby show her their account.

Hadley had been attracted to Abby ever since that first session. She was so brazenly sensual, she was still Hadley's favorite model. The only model she'd rather have in her studio was Gary.

Gary was 20 years older than Hadley, with a dad bod and hints of gray growing from his temples. She'd grown comfortable being around him almost immediately, with his easy-going nature and appreciation of her odd sense of humour. She just knew he wouldn't be nervous or self-conscious like most of the guys she'd worked with. Not with her behind the camera.

Hadley had practically begged Abby to bring Gary in for a couple's session. Thinking of the poses she could get them to do made her weak in the knees. The thought of them being intimate with each other would then make her think of how Gary must have reacted when Abby gave him the photobook she'd made. She often pleasured herself to the images of Abby in her own copy of that book and the fantasies of Abby, Gary, and her that those images inspired.

At the moment, the thought of being able to watch Abby and Gary fuck was making her heart race and her nethers gush. She swallowed hard and pointed Abby at the door.

"Forget all that," Hadley said, ushering her friend inside. "There's a time crunch and Gary needs help." She stopped Abby just before she entered the house. "But we are going to talk about this later."

Abby nodded before saying, "Thank you."

Hadley followed her inside the house and closed the door behind her. From there, she could see the living room, the focal point of which was a large sectional couch with two matching ottomans pushed against it, creating a large platform. She took in the extent of the setup Gary was undertaking and let out a low whistle. "What on Earth do you two have planned to need all this?" she asked.

Abby was still averting her eyes from Hadley, but looked at Gary and nodded. "Tell her," Abby instructed her husband.

Gary ran his hand through his hair, the way he did when he was uncomfortable. He did that a lot around Hadley given how much she and Abby would tease him. "There are going to be multiple partners," he sighed.

"Oh," Hadley acknowledged, before realizing what that meant. "Oh!" Hadley's heart was aflutter and she licked her lips. She didn't think Abby saw her do that, but judging by his considering look, Gary had.

Hadley swallowed, acutely aware of the mess she was making of her panties. "So, like, a gangbang?" she asked breathlessly.

When she saw Abby nod miserably and near tears, Hadley understood what she'd done. "No," she said, walking toward Abby. "Sweetie, no." She wrapped her arms around Abby. "This is all new to me, but I am in no way judging you. I love this for you guys and I'm so happy to be a part of it. Why didn't you ask me to help sooner?"

"We thought it was better to keep things under wraps," Gary admitted.

"Sure, sure" Hadley scoffed. "You just didn't want to let me see that rig you're packing, big boy." She and Abby smiled as Gary turned away, running his hand through his hair.

"You go get ready," Hadley told Abby. "I'm going to help studly over here with set up."

Abby gave Hadley a final brief hug, saying "Thanks, babes. I can't wait to tell you about what we've been up to. After the shoot." Abby turned and scampered to her bedroom.

Hadley called out after her, "And show me too, right?"

Abby turned around, a big smile on her face, and said, "Oh yeah."

Hadley quickly got down to work with Gary. Once he'd explained what he intended and incorporated her suggested tweaks to his plan, they were off. Gary was his usual quiet self, but Hadley couldn't contain her curiosity.

"How have you guys kept this a secret?" she probed.

"We try to find discrete scene partners," Gary said. "And we use a face filter that changes Abby's appearance just enough to not get recognized."

They worked in silence for a while before Hadley asked, "So, a gangbang, huh?"

"Yup," he said, setting up a light.

"Don't you mind her being with other dudes?" she asked, thinking about how competitive he got during past game nights. Almost as competitive as she and Abby were. She was having a hard time imagining Gary wanting to share his beautiful wife. On the other hand, Abby sharing Gary, specifically with her, was something Hadley had imagined many times, including last night.

"Maybe at first," Gary replied. "A bit. But then I see her, in the middle of all those guys. You'd think she'd be overwhelmed, but she's in command the whole time. She drives them absolutely crazy."

Hadley's breathing quickened as she saw the bulge growing in Gary's pants. "Oh yeah?" she managed to say through trembling lips. "How crazy do they get?"

"They, uh..." Gary stammered. She wasn't sure if he was uncomfortable due to the subject matter or because of how tight his pants were. "They like to make her airtight." Hadley stifled a moan as Gary looked at her. "Sorry, do you know what that means?"

Of course she knew what that meant, but she still wanted him to say it. "No," she said, trying to feign innocence and knowing she failed. She angled herself so she could rub her pussy without Gary being able to see what she was up to.

"It's when three guys, ahem," Gary hesitated, just enough to draw Hadley's attention. She looked over and felt a thrill to see him rubbing at his bulge. "Each fill a hole. It's spectacular."

"I bet it is," Hadley agreed, her somberness not matching the untamed excitement growing within her. Her deepest fantasy, one she hadn't even told Abby, was to be the focal point of a gangbang. A gangbang in just the fashion Gary had so eloquently described.

The problem was, she didn't know how to go about setting up such a thing. She imagined Abby and Gary had gone to great lengths to ensure Abby was safe. That meant finding guys that they then vetted and tested to confirm they were clean of STIs.

Hadley was in a pickle. All this talk and the attention she was giving to her pussy had her ridiculously turned on. Too turned on to work efficiently. But if she took the time she needed to take care of herself, they wouldn't finish. "How can I get myself off while still helping Abby and Gary?" she wondered.

They say necessity is the mother of invention and, as Hadley analysed the situation, a plan took shape. "Hey Gary," she said, walking up behind him undetected because his back was turned and he was occupied by his work and wang. "This is an awful big footprint. How many guys are coming?" She couldn't help but giggle at the unintended double-entendre, which tipped him off to her presence.

Gary stopped rubbing himself and stood, turning his shoulders and head but keeping his hard-on shielded from view. "Oh, uh, six," he said, flustered but trying to hide it. "Assuming none of them back out. But we've worked with all of them before and they are definitely eager to cum back." He smirked in satisfaction at his own, intended, double-entendre.

"Abby can't handle all that by herself," Hadley exclaimed. She took a deep breath before taking her shot at having a more active on-set role than grip and backup camera operator. "Where the hell's your fluffer?"

Having spent her adult life watching gangbang videos, Hadley knew that fluffers were often off-camera participants who lent a hand, or whatever else they had to offer, to performers. Male performers mostly, ones who needed assistance remaining engaged during down time when the female star was otherwise occupied. She understood them to be rarely used for studio productions nowadays, but they could still be found on smaller productions such as this one.

"She's the one who called out sick," Gary grumbled.

"Unwilling to play through the pain, you hate to see it," Hadley joked. "What if I took on both her roles?" She pressed herself against Gary's back and reached around to rub him through his pants.

"What are you doing?" Gary asked. Hadley noticed that he kept his voice pitched low so as not to alert Abby. He also didn't try to move away from her. Both were good signs.

"I think you know," she said, slipping her hand into Gary's pants. He moaned quietly and pushed back against her.

"Holy shit," Hadley thought as she wrapped her fingers around Gary's shaft and began lightly stroking him. "I've wanted to do this for so long. I can't believe I'm actually jerking him off, and that he's not stopping me." Her mouth watered when she felt how girthy he was when fully hard. She angled her hips so she could rub her clit against the back of his leg as she continued stroking him, more vigorously now.

"This is my audition, isn't it?" she breathed into his ear. She slid her free hand into her pants. She gasped, partly in surprise at how wet she was and because she brushed against her clit. "To make sure I can be a good little slut for the gangbang. If all you men are going to use my slutty mouth, you have to make sure it's up to the task." She hooked her fingers into his pocket and turned his hips around. "Don't you?"

"Yeah," Gary said, swallowing. "But we should let Abby know." He turned his head to look towards the bedroom.

Hadley reached up and turned his head back to face her. "She's busy. Let's not bother her with this," she said. "This is just between you and me." She pulled her hands free and pulled her shirt over her head, releasing her large tits. "Aren't backroom casting sessions supposed to be..." She kicked off her shoes and pulled down her pants along with her panties. "... our dirty little secret?"

She broke into a few of the most risque standing poses she liked to use. First she threw her hands above and leaned her head back to expose her neck. Then she spun around, popped her shapely booty, and looked over her shoulder at Gary while biting her lower lip. Finally, she crossed one arm across her tits, while her other arm brought her finger to her lips. She arched an eyebrow at Gary.

Hadley smiled when Gary nodded. She dropped to her knees. "I can only use one hand on you," she said, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock, "because I have to rub one out or I'm gonna die."

Hadley grabbed hold of Gary's shaft and began stroking it, causing him to moan. Her other hand slid between her legs, her fingers quickly reaching her engorged clit.

Normally, she would take her time doing this, she certainly had when she'd fantasized about being with him. Today, she didn't hold back, not on Gary nor on herself. Her talented hands and mouth, all moving in concert, soon had both of them on the edge.

Hadley closed her eyes briefly, savoring the sound of Gary sliding in and out of her sloppy mouth. The schlick schlick sound of her jilling, made her wish she had had another cock to play with. Getting spitroasted, as wet as she was, would have to sound amazing.

She looked up at Gary, seeing he was ready to pop, and her eyes locked onto his. She was so close, but wanted to wait until he came, allowing her to give in to her body's needs. She loved watching her partners cum. The loss of control was unique to each of them. She'd imagined Gary cumming so many times and she was desperate to see how far off she was.

Hadley watched Gary's eyes close and his head roll back. He bellowed as he came, the first hot spurt splashing against her throat. She finally relinquished control and allowed her climax to wash over her. Her body shuddered wildly but she had the presence of mind to keep her mouth on his cock and swallow his initial offering. They didn't need a mess to clean up on top of all the other work they had to do.

Hadley knew she would be thinking about the volume of both Gary's bellow and load for years to come. "If he's that loud when he's trying to be restrained," she thought, "what must he be like when he lets loose?"

They were both startled when they heard Abby cough. Gary pulled back, trying unsuccessfully to tuck his still erect cock back in his pants. Hadley swallowed the remainder of Gary's load. They both looked at Abby, their faces as guilty as a pair of dogs who grabbed food from the table. Just like those dogs, their hunger told Abby that they still wanted to go back for more.

"So what's the verdict?" Abby asked Gary.

"She's world class," Gary said. Hadley realized she was grinning and tried her best to suppress it. She couldn't tell if she was looking at Abby, OnlyFans creator focused on prep for a scene, or Abby, wife who just caught her best friend with her husband and who was about to blow her top.

"Good," Abby said, flooding Hadley with relief. "The boys will appreciate that. But..." Abby pointed at both of them, "... the three of us are gonna have a little talk about this later." Without waiting for any follow-up, Abby turned and left the room.

"World class, eh?" Hadley teased.

Gary's shrug was spoiled by the goofy grin he gave her. "Just try not to go that hard at the guys," he said. "You need to keep them engaged for Abby, but they should only cum for her."

A giddy grin split Hadley's face. "No promises," she said as she pulled down on her lower lip with her finger.

Gary grinned back and pulled Hadley to her feet. "Fair enough," he said. "None of the guys will be complaining, that's for sure."

"Abby might," Hadley said, her expression turning somber. "How mad do you think she actually is?"

"Moderate?" Gary guessed. "It's hard to tell." He returned to work setting things up and Hadley followed suit, not bothering to get dressed. "You should rest easy though. If she is mad, it's at me and not at you."

"Why's that?" Hadley asked. "She knows me well enough that she'd have to think I am more likely than you to have been the instigator."

"True," Gary agreed. "But I think she's mad that I didn't save myself for the big finish."

"You mean, you were going to cum on her?" Hadley asked her casual tone masking the sudden rush of arousal.

"Yeah," Gary confirmed. "I just film the gangbang, I don't partake. Then I reclaim her after she's done with the guys. She likes me to refrain from any activities for a few days to get the biggest load out of me as possible."

"Tell me about it," Hadley joked, patting her stomach and grimacing.

"Sorry about that," Gary said, laughing.

"That's ok," Hadley said, "provided that after you reclaim Abby, you reclaim me too."

Hadley laughed as Gary blushed. She walked over to him and pressed her naked body against him.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to?" she asked, adding a slight pout to sell her false fear of rejection. She knew he wouldn't be able to resist.

"It's not that," Gary assured her. "It's just that I've never reclaimed Abby if she only blew a guy."

"I want to show you something" Hadley said, taking Gary's and guiding it between her legs. Gary's eyes widened as he felt her wetness. She cried out as his finger brushed against her clit. She quickly pulled his hand away and steadied herself with a deep breath. "I'm way too turned on to stop at just using my mouth to entertain the troops. Besides, if I'm going to have to keep three or more guys enthused and ready to perform, all three of my holes need to be open for business."

Hadley reached down and grabbed Gary's freshly renewed bulge, saying, "I'm afraid you're just going to need to be ready to reclaim two women who have been well and truly fucked." She stroked his cock through his pants. "Think you can handle that?"

"Yes, can you?" Abby asked as she walked into the living room in her robe. Her arms were crossed under her breasts and her lips were compressed in a thin flat line.

"I, I," Gary stammered, until he was silenced by Abby holding her hand up.

"Save it," Abby said, her eyes flashing at Gary. She turned to Hadley, who had retreated a few steps as soon as Abby had entered the room. Her tone and expression became friendlier as she asked, "Can I borrow you, Hadley?"

Hadley looked around, seeing that she and Gary were pretty well caught up. She visually checked in with Gary, who nodded and said, "Go, I can wrap this up by myself before the guys show up."

"Oh good," Abby exclaimed, "you're back to caring about the shoot and not just your own dick." She turned and stomped out the room, Hadley trailing in her wake into the bedroom.

Hadley closed the door behind her and saw Abby, her back to her and her shoulders shaking as if she was crying.

"Abby, I'm sorry," Hadley said, "I crossed a line and..." She stopped suddenly when Abby turned around and she saw she was indeed crying, from silent laughter.

"I'm sorry," Abby said, trying vainly to contain her laughter. "I was just messing with him. I like him to be in a giving mood when he's going to reclaim me."

"Does that work?" Hadley asked, realizing too late she should have moderated her curious tone.

"Oh, why so interested, babes?" Abby said. "Do you really want my husband to reclaim you?"

"Yes," Hadley admitted uncertainly, her eyes downcast.

Abby reached out and lifted Hadley's chin so they were looking at each other. She said, "Good. I want that too."

Hadley looked at her friend and saw something in her eyes she hadn't seen before but had often dreamt about. Hunger.

Hadley wished she could throw Abby on the bed and go down on her. "I'd make her scream so loud," she thought, "that Gary would come running. He'd be so turned on that he'd have to join us and then..." Hadley realized she had to stop herself, for the good of the shoot. That said, she still wanted to hear Abby admit she reciprocated Hadley's lust.

"You do?" she asked, feigning innocence and knowing Abby would see through it.

"Girl, I've wanted to fuck you ever since I saw you looking at me during our boudoir session," Abby said. "And I've wanted Gary to join in ever since I saw how you two were looking at each other at that pool party at the Robinson's."

Hadley didn't have to feign the tremble in her voice as she said, "Why didn't you ever act on it?"

Abby shrugged. "Gary was hesitant. I wanted to invite you over to film with us. But he was worried it would ruin our secret life. I think it's safe to say you knocked aside that little obstacle today and now I can't wait to watch him fuck you."

"Really?" Hadley breathed, still having a difficult time believing her fantasies were becoming a reality.

Abby closed the distance between them and pulled Hadley's hand between her legs through the slit in her robe. She whispered in Hadley's ear, "Do you think my pussy would be this wet if I didn't want to see it?"

As if they had a mind of their own, Hadley's fingers sought out Abby's clit. Abby yelped and stepped back as Hadley found it.

"No time for that now," Abby sighed. She smiled when she saw Hadley bring her fingers, slick with arousal, to her mouth and taste them. "We haven't got much time left to prep ourselves."

"We?" Hadley asked. "What prep do fluffers need to do?"

"You're not going to be fluffing," Abby said firmly.

"What?" Hadley yelled. "Didn't you hear Gary? I've got a world class mouth and a pussy to match."

"I don't doubt it," Abby said. "But you worked up quite a sweat helping Gary with... prep. And I seem to recall mention of all three holes being open for business. Gangbang etiquette dictates that you'll need a deep clean for that."

Abby guided Hadley into the bathroom. "The shower's all ready for you," Abby said, reaching in to turn on the shower at low pressure. She saw Hadley knowingly taking in the water bubbling out of the anal douche shower attachment and was mildly disappointed she wouldn't get to show Hadley how to use it. "Don't worry, it's brand new. Never been used."

"Don't take too long in there," Abby continued, "cause we still have to do your hair and makeup."

"Fluffers don't need to be all dolled up," Hadley said, as she climbed into the shower and examined the douche.

"Like I told you," Abby explained, "you aren't going to be fluffing. I want you center stage with me, basking in all the attention, and really earning Gary's reclaiming."

Not waiting for Hadley to respond, she turned and walked out. Leaving Hadley alone to test the water pressure and insert the attachment with a grimace.

Hadley was grateful that Abby hadn't given her the chance to say no. She wanted to follow through with Abby's plans and was worried her nervousness might get in the way.

"It's true what they say," Hadley thought, as she turned "It's a dirty job, but somebody's gotta do it."

***

Once Hadley was all cleaned up/out and with her makeup and hair all done, she heard men's voices other than Gary's out in the living room. The tingle in her nethers was renewed with a vengeance and was joined by a fluttering unease in her stomach.

"What am I going to wear?" she wondered. "My clothes are out there and even though they're going to see me naked soon and do unspeakable things to me, I'd rather not meet a room of strangers completely naked."

"Hey Abby," she called out, sitting down on the bed. Seeing Abby poke her head out of the closet, she continued, "Do you have a robe I can borrow?"

Abby smiled, then said, "I can do better than that." She popped back into the closet and emerged holding a pink box with a black bow on it. She walked over and handed it to Hadley.

"I had it made for you," Abby said. "I had to guess the dimensions."

Hadley steadied her trembling hands to undo the bow and open the box. She pulled back the tissue paper to reveal navy blue lingerie.

"I was hoping to entice Gary to ask you to film with us," Abby said.

Hadley started when she looked up from the box and saw Abby had opened her robe to reveal she was wearing a matching set. Out of the box, Hadley could see that the lingerie consisted of crotchless panties and a sheer babydoll tied closed in the front. Abby looked phenomenal in it.

Hadley eagerly stood and put on the set. She admired herself in a mirror. "Abby knows my body really well," she thought. "How did I miss that she was into me?"

Abby slid in behind, looking at the mirror over Hadley's shoulder. She reached around and made a few adjustments to the teddy. Hadley shivered as she felt Abby's breath on her neck.

"I can't really do this, can I?" Hadley asked. "Today's been so wild already, now I'm about to fuck six strangers. It's just too much."

Abby gently turned Hadley around. "Yeah, babes," she said. "This shit is crazy. But I'll be right by your side the whole time and Gary will be there to step in if anything goes wrong."

"But what if the guys don't want to fuck me?" Hadley asked, suddenly self-conscious of her curves compared to Abby's trimness.

"Then they're crazy!" Abby exclaimed. "I should be worried they won't want to fuck me once they see these curves and experience your world-class mouth."

Abby leaned in and kissed Hadley carefully so as not to make a mess of their makeup. "And if they still don't want to fuck you," she said, reaching between Hadley's legs to gently stroke her labia, "that just leaves more of this sweet pussy for me."

Hadley and Abby were interrupted by three quick knocks at the door. "They're ready for you, Abby," Gary said, his voice muffled slightly by the door.

"Be right out," Abby replied. She reached down and took Hadley's hands in hers. "You don't have to do this, you know. We can send everyone home and we can have some fun together. Just you and me."

"No Gary?" Hadley asked.

"We'll need a cameraman," Abby quipped.

Hadley sighed. "But since I'm hoping to get reclaimed," she said, "I'm just going to have to go through with this."

"You won't regret it, I promise," Abby told her, pulling her to the bedroom door.

Hadley was led into the hallway, trying her best to match Abby's sexy walk. Gary was walking backwards down the hallway to the living room, filming them as they went.

As Abby entered the living room, she called out, "Well, hello boys. I brought a special guest star for y'all to play with." Six nude men stood as one as Hadley entered: Bill, Steve, Charlie, Dave, Tyler, and Lenny.

Hadley's nerves settled down when she saw that Gary and Abby's crew were fuckable, but otherwise average. In the real world, she would be able to safely flirt with any of them without worrying about things getting out of hand. Seeing them gathered together and sensuously stroking themselves hard for her caused her lust to flare within her. She yearned for them to use her body until they all collapsed together, spent and satisfied. A quick glance at Gary reminded her that she wouldn't be satisfied until he reclaimed her.

Abby pulled Hadley in front of her, untying the knot on the babydoll. Hadley blushed at the wolf whistles from the guys. Smiling broadly, she put one foot in front of the other and shifted her weight to make her booty pop.

Abby slid both hands inside Hadley's babydoll to cup her tits. "Whaddaya say boys?" she asked. "Are you ready to show her a good time?"

Before Hadley knew it, the guys converged on her and Abby. They quickly separated the two friends so that Hadley stood before Steve, Bill, and Charlie.

After a moment's shock, Hadley was swept up in the action. She decided she didn't want to just be a passive participant, letting the guys have their way with her. She wanted them to remember her passion and ferocity. She wanted them to cum as a means of protecting themselves from her relentless onslaught.

Hadley kept an eye on Gary so she could stay open to the camera. She reached out to guide the guys to their marks. Finally satisfied, she started stroking the cocks to their full. She moaned as Bill bent forward and sucked on her nipple.

Given the situation, Hadley would have been aroused no matter how attractive the guys were; however, she was pleased that none of them were below average in the package department.

Hadley gasped as Charlie reached between her legs, his fingers sliding easily into her dripping wet pussy. "That kind of boldness ought to be rewarded," she thought.

All the kissing, groping, and stroking was starting to overwhelm her senses. "I can't keep up with these guys and do Gary's job for him," she thought. "I'll have to take breaks to enjoy myself in between worrying about the shoot."

Hadley couldn't see Abby, but had a sense of where she was based on where Gary was pointing his camera and her friend's moans. She slowly backed herself up until she bumped into who she believed was Abby.

As Hadley dropped to her knees, she knew she had, in fact, found Abby, who she felt dropping to the floor behind her.

Abby snaked her arm around Hadley's torso. Hadley felt a thrill as her friend's fingers sought out her sex, causing a muffled whimper to escape her throat. She quickly returned the favor, feeling a rush when she heard Abby's moan.

Hadley suppressed the urge to force the guys to wait so that she and Abby could explore each other's bodies without distraction. She might have done just that if she hadn't looked up at Charlie as his cock parted her lips. She saw the hunger burning in his eyes, promising her unrestrained passion if she only surrendered to his will.

Hadley felt a cock pressing against her cheek and her eyes rolled toward her next target, Bill. Seeing his frustration that she didn't attend to him sooner brought her right to the edge. Rather than rotating to him, she stared defiantly at him and leaned forward to slide Charlie further down her throat.

She waited until his frustration was replaced by longing before pulling back and drawing in a ragged breath. She turned to Bill and took him in her mouth, savoring the way his knees shuddered. She retrieved her hand from Abby and reached out to stroke Charlie and Steve while they waited their turns.

Hadley lost herself in the act of giving head, the effort required for her to multitask while also focusing on whoever was in her mouth effectively blocking out everything going on around her.

Hadley found comfort in the feel of Abby's sweaty back rubbing against her own. The sound of flesh rubbing against flesh and the taste of precum she drew forth from each cock as they rotated through was driving her wild. She desperately wanted to get fucked but couldn't spare a second's thought to transitioning to a new position.

"Gary's in charge," Hadley thought. "He'll know best how things should flow." Even though she was in an unknown and extreme situation, she felt safe because of her certainty that Gary was in control of everyone. As much as she had always fantasized about being gangbanged, she found herself looking forward more to Gary's subsequent reclaiming.

Suddenly, Hadley felt Abby being pulled up behind her and heard Abby's delighted squeal followed by a soft thump. Knowing what was coming, Hadley released the cocks in front of her. Her heart raced as she was picked up and thrown on the couch. She landed on her back with a yelp and looked to her left over at Abby beside her.

Her friend's hair was in disarray and chin was slick with sweat and saliva. Hadley suspected she herself looked much the same, right down to the look of exhilaration in anticipation of her pussy finally getting what it wanted. In Hadley's eyes, Abby had never looked as sexy. Not during her boudoir session or even in Hadley's fantasies. "I can't fucking wait to watch this," Hadley thought as she reached down to rub her engorged clit.

Her hand was knocked away by Charlie, who was positioned between her legs. Hadley obediently spread her legs to give him access and was rewarded by him driving his hardness into her. The force of his thrust gave extra oomph to the moan she made. "Fuck!" she cried, locking eyes with Charlie. "I need to cum, baby. Please make me cum."

"You heard the lady," Abby told Charlie, drawing Hadley's attention. A shiver ran through her when she saw Tyler already balls deep inside Abby. "Make her... hmpfh." Abby was interrupted by Lenny sticking his cock in her mouth.

Hadley moaned again as Charlie thrust into her again. She closed her eyes as she felt bodies shifting into position beside her. She knew if she could see them, she would respond to accommodate them by turning her head, opening her mouth, or grabbing a cock. She wanted them to move her where they wanted her, where she could give them the most pleasure.

While Hadley's hands remained free, she reached up to her tits and pinched her nipples. Her hands were quickly pulled away and placed on cocks on either side of her, but she was grateful the owners of said cocks took it upon themselves to play with her tits. She began stroking the cocks, trying to match the rhythm of Charlie's thrusts. When the guy on her right pulled her head to his side, she relaxed her mouth to give him access.

Hadley had never been double stuffed like this. She relaxed her throat, willing the guy to fuck her face. When he didn't get the idea she let go of his shaft and grabbed his ass guiding his hips to give her what she wanted. She was loving the feeling of getting fucked from both ends and wanted more, but forced herself to focus on the task at hand.

By the moans and grunts coming from Abby, she knew her friend was as close to cumming as she herself was. Charlie's hard and deep fucking was causing intense pressure to build within her sex. She desperately wanted to release the pressure, but wanted to time it to match Abby.

Hadley pulled her head back from the guy on her right and turned to her left, toward Abby and opened her eyes. She eagerly opened her mouth for Bill to take his turn fucking her face, but her focus was on Abby. Their eyes locked through the legs of the guys between them, forming a near telepathic link.

As one, Abby and Hadley reached out and down, searching out the other's clit. They sighed in unison as they found them and began rubbing frantically. Abby pulled her head back to free her mouth from the cock she was servicing. "Cum for me, babes," she ordered Hadley with a strained voice.

Hadley freed her own mouth and pushed Charlie back and out of her pussy. "Fuck!" she screamed as she closed her eyes. She released the barely maintained control of the pressure inside her. Warmth spread through her legs and her torso curled forward as her orgasm took control of her.

Seconds passed before Hadley opened her eyes and saw Charlie looking down at her with a goofy grin on his face. Seeing that he was drenched in her squirt caused her to smile weakly back at him.

"Holy shit, babes," Abby said, looking impressed. She reached down and removed Hadley's hand from her clit, before giving it a brief squeeze. "Alright, boys," she said to the group, "let's keep things moving."

Hadley looked up at Bill and returned her hand to his shaft. "Your turn," she said, standing up. "Sit your ass down." When he complied, she held him steady and straddled his lap. With a sigh, she sank down his length. She rested there a moment, building up her courage and grinding her clit against him.

Hadley had always dreamed about what she planned to do next, but had no idea if she could handle it. She looked over her shoulder at Charlie and gestured with her head that he should go behind the couch, saying, "Mouth, now." She'd never seen a man move so fast.

A bottle of lube was placed in Hadley's hand. She looked over at a smiling Abby, who was sitting on Tyler's lap facing away from him. As she shifted her leg, Hadley could see that he was buried deep in her asshole and Abby was urging Steve forward to fuck her pussy.

Seeing her friend's confidence gave Hadley the courage to pour a generous amount of lube into Dave's hand. She tried to slow her breathing to gain control of her nervous excitement. She locked eyes with Dave and said, "Airtight." She gulped, uncertain whether she should add the next part. "Don't hold back."

She looked back at Abby as her friend gave a deep groan as Steve entered her. Seeing her eyes roll back erased Hadley's fears and she eagerly took Charlie in her mouth while she waited for Dave to finish lubing them up.

Hadley let out a long, muffled squeal as Dave forced himself into her. She loved offering up her backdoor to surprised partners, but they were usually tentative, almost timid, in the way they slid into her. She wasn't used to the unceremonious way Dave rammed himself home, certainly not when she already had a cock crammed inside her.

The pain was soon joined by the intense pressure that came with all her holes being filled. "I never knew it would be like this," she thought. "I don't know how much of this I can take before I need to tap out."

Hadley felt Abby's hand grab hold of hers and squeeze. She held on tightly, glad to have the connection to ground her through the overwhelming sensations they were sharing. An experience that was truthfully edging into being more than she could handle if she weren't aware of Abby getting the same treatment.

Although she could only see Abby out of the corner of her eye, she could hear her. Hear the things that were being done to her with each slap of flesh on flesh and each muffled moan those slaps induced.

Hadley's competitive nature got the better of her and she refused to let Abby prove herself to be more worthy of a reclaiming by outlasting her. She needed to match her, pound for pound and blow for blow. "If I can hang with Abby," she thought, "I bet Gary will be enticed to reclaim me instead of his own wife. Fuck that would be hot."

"Swap!" she heard Abby call out. Suddenly, Hadley went from being fucked by three guys, to only one, Bill, who squeezed her ass. She looked down at him and saw his reassuring smile. It was like she got a second wind and was eager to get filled again.

Hadley's wish was soon granted when Steve rotated back to her mouth. Her face dove forward so she could take him in her mouth. "Oh fuck, I can taste her on him," she thought as the sharp tang of Abby's arousal hit her tastebuds. "I can't wait to go straight to the source." This thought, along with the freedom of movement she now had to grind her clit on Bill, quickly brought her right to the edge again.

Fortuitously, that was when Lenny's cock slid inside Hadley. Not into her asshole, as she had been bracing for, but into her pussy alongside Bill. "Oh my fucking God!" she cried out, releasing Charlie's cock from her mouth.

Hadley's orgasm was unleashed, radiating out from her sex in surges that rushed through her body, cresting over each other. She'd never had an orgasm this intense. She felt her pussy constrict around the twin cocks inside her and was sure they would explode; which they did almost in unison, rippling against her inner walls and extending her own orgasm. Lenny collapsed on top of her, crushing her against Bill, allowing her to feel all their bodies convulsing against each other.

"Alright, boys," she heard Gary say, "I think she's had enough." Hadley opened her eyes and saw Gary standing close by. The concern in his eyes and the rocksteady grip he had on the camera pointed were making her melt, even more than the orgasm that was still sending aftershocks through her. "I want him," she thought, "as soon as fucking possible."

Hadley glared at Gary and said, "Give me more."

"More of what?" Gary asked.

"Cocks. Cum. Fingers. Whatever they've got left," Hadley replied.

"You heard her boys," Abby called out. She climbed off Tyler and pushed him over so he was laying on his back on the couch.

Hadley moaned as Lenny backed out of her. She could feel his hot cum leaking out of her. She looked over her shoulder and was satisfied to see Gary was back there, in the heart of the action. "He's such a dedicated cameraman," she thought idly.

Hadley was pushing herself off Bill in preparation of switching over to Tyler when Abby called out, "Wait!" Hadley stopped herself and watched her friend move in behind her. "She's not going to..." she thought. She felt hot breath against her taint then Abby's hand pushing gently but insistently against her ass. Hadley obliged and slid up Bill's body. She felt Bill's cock and cum slide out of her pussy followed immediately by Abby's tongue gathering up as much of the cum as she could. After a few seconds, Hadley yelped when Abby nipped at her clit.

Taking the hint, she switched over to Tyler, loving the look of excitement on his face as he entered her cum coated pussy. His cock was soon joined by Charlie's and they began fucking her in tandem.

Hadley quickly worked her way through the remaining four guys, cumming each time they filled her with their cum. As soon as Abby was done eating out the last creampie, Hadley pulled her close to lick her chin. This turned into a passionate kiss, their hands roaming over each other.

A cough drew their attention to Gary. He stood nude and hard in front of them, his camera focused on them. "Mind if I cut in?" he asked.

Hadley and Abby, who were both kneeling on the floor in front of the sectional, looked at each other briefly before devouring his cock. They were in sync as they sucked, stroked, and licked Gary, as if they had spent years double teaming Gary instead of this being the first time.

Hadley, who had been feeling sore and spent after the pounding the guys had given her, felt her lust renewed at the prospect of Gary reclaiming her. As she and Abby slid their mouths and tongues along Gary's shaft, Hadley realized that she no longer cared who he reclaimed first. So long as the three of them were together, the order didn't really matter to her. She hoped Abby felt the same way.

The moment of truth arrived when Gary took a step back, looming over the two women who looked up at him with hopeful eyes. Though they were both sweaty and dishevelled after having entertained the guys for over an hour, Hadley knew that they looked more beautiful and sensual than any of the women she'd photographed in her studio.

The moment of anticipation seemed to stretch on forever, as Gary decided who he was going to fuck. Even though Hadley didn't care who went first, that didn't mean she wasn't going to advocate for herself. She leaned back and opened her legs, rubbing her exposed pussy, and bit her lower lip as she said, "Please. I've been such a bad girl. You need to mark me as yours."

Hadley thought she saw Abby's lips twitch in a smile, right before Abby copied her pose and said, "No, fuck me, daddy. I was such a good slut letting those guys use my holes. Holes that rightfully belong to you." Abby beckoned Gary with a finger slick with her arousal. "Come over here and make them yours again." She licked her finger clean.

Hadley wanted to stand down, but knew that her and Abby fighting over him made for a better scene. She turned around and leaned forward onto the couch, displaying her asshole and pussy, both slick with cum. She plunged two fingers inside her sex while she looked back over her shoulder and said, "But they came in my holes, baby. I was such a dirty little slut for you, I let them use me however they wanted. I can't go another minute without you showing everybody that I'm yours."

Abby opened her mouth to counter, but Gary had already made up his mind. He dropped to his knees behind Hadley and passed the camera off to Abby. Abby pouted, but took the camera without complaint and quickly pointed it at Hadley. Gary grabbed Hadley by the hips, and pushed himself against her without entering her. Even though he'd chosen her, Hadley knew he wanted her to continue begging.

Hadley was practically panting in need from the anticipation and the feel of Gary being so close. She whimpered as he slapped her hard on the ass. She moved her fingers from her clit and reached further back to take hold of Gary's balls. "Please, baby," she begged, "I need you to fuck me. Make me yours. Please!"

She looked over at Abby, who was somehow holding the camera rock steady one-handed while she pleasured herself. "She's right," Abby said. "She's been the better slut today. The guys gave her way bigger loads than they ever gave me. Make her yours."

Hadley squealed as Gary slapped her ass again. "What do you think, slut?" he asked. "Have you had enough cum today?"

"No, baby," Hadley panted, bracing for the next slap that quickly landed. "I need your cum. I need it on my face and in my pussy. I'll fuck you so good, it'll be a huge load that'll put theirs to shame. I promise."

"I can't believe I'm this turned on after getting gangbanged," Hadley thought. "I guess I'm a bigger slut than I thought."

Hadley squealed as Gary drove himself forward, penetrating her more deeply than anybody else today. She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of being trapped against the couch by his weight.

Hadley sensed Abby moving onto the couch in front of her. A sudden sharp, tangy scent made her open her eyes to see Abby had positioned her sex a few inches in front of her mouth. Tantalizingly close, but too far away for her to reach, pinned as she was.

Hadley reached up and wrapped her arms under Abby's thighs and pulled them towards her, drawing her pussy onto her waiting tongue. The taste of Abby filled her mouth. Abby's thighs wrapped tightly around her ears, blocking out the steady thwapping of Gary slow, forceful thrusts and the accompanying grunts. Hadley could feel her own muffled moans vibrating against her friend's pubic bone each time Gary drove her face forward.

Hadley lost herself in the flow of pleasuring Abby and Gary. She dimly felt her own orgasm building inside her and spared a sliver of her focus to control it. Before she allowed it to sweep her away, she had to be sure they were close as well.

Without warning, Gary flipped Hadley onto her back. Abby must have known what was coming because she lifted herself up to give Hadley room to spin freely. "Don't fucking stop," she called out.

As Gary drove back into Hadley, Abby passed the camera to him, then lowered herself. Her clit dragged across Hadley's face down to her chin before Hadley could wrangle it into her mouth.

Gary grabbed Hadley's hips and his thrusts became more urgent. Hadley spread her legs wide and felt Abby take hold of her ankles.

She felt Abby tense and did her best to keep her tongue's rhythm and placement steady, which was difficult due to the pounding Gary was giving her. Her efforts quickly paid off when a massive shudder ran through Abby's body as she came, hoarsely yelling, "Fuck. Yes. Yes. Yes!"

"Cum for us, Daddy," Abby purred, once her orgasm had subsided.

Hadley's occupied mouth was incapable of speech, but she nodded empathically. "I want you to spray your cum everywhere! Mark me as yours," she thought.

Hadley, sensing the end approaching, reached down to rub her clit in rhythm with Gary's thrusts. She relaxed control and felt intense pressure blooming inside her as her pussy clamped down. She felt Gary's cock grow even harder with his pending release.

Hadley screamed against Abby's pussy as Gary withdrew, unleashing her orgasm with a torrent of squirt that splashed against his cock. Abby lifted off Hadley allowing her to see Gary, still between her legs, shoot a stream of cum up her body.

The cum arced over Hadley and splashed against Abby's stomach, dripping down over her pussy and onto Hadley's face. Gary adjusted his aim and the second blast hit Hadley square in the face while the third covered her tits. He buried himself back inside her to deposit the rest of his molten cum.

It was by far the biggest single load Hadley had received all day.

Hadley lay there panting, idly rubbing cum over her tits, while Abby released her ankles and leaned forward. Hadley could just see Abby take Gary's cum and squirt covered cock into her mouth. She felt Abby scoop cum out of her pussy and heard the sound of fingers being sucked clean.

Abby pushed Gary back and climbed off Hadley. Gary moved to the side to film Abby dropping to her knees in front of Hadley, slurping up the last of Gary's dripping creampie.

With one final swipe of her tongue, Abby rose, licking her way up Hadley's body. She lingered slightly over Hadley's cum-coated tits before proceeding up her neck to her chin.

Hadley extended her tongue as her friend hovered over her open mouth. She looked up expectantly at Abby, who pursed her lips and released a stream of the cum she'd collected. Hadley eyes widened at the volume being passed to her, but hungrily took it all in.

Hadley closed her mouth when the stream stopped, but held the load. She closed her eyes as Abby's tongue ran over her face, gathering up every last drop of cum. Abby surprised her by kissing her, forcing the cum between their lips. As Abby pulled back, a shimmery string of cum connected their lips, before it finally broke.

"Go on, babes," Abby instructed, "show him your prize."

Hadley turned to Gary and opened her mouth wide. Full as it was, a rivulet escaped and dripped onto her breast, which Abby swooped in to collect. Hadley swallowed the whole load with an exaggerated gulp before triumphantly showing off her empty mouth.

"Thank you, Daddy," Hadley said to the camera, before blowing a kiss at it.

As Gary stopped filming, Hadley lay back on the couch, thoroughly exhausted. Abby laid down beside her and snuggled in close.

"Thanks, babes," Abby said, giving Hadley a quick peck on the lips. "If I had to take all those guys on myself, I wouldn't be able to sit down for a week." Abby rested her head on Hadley's shoulder. "It must be nice for you to be square on favors."

"Are you kidding me?" Hadley retorted, rolling over to face Abby. "Do you know how long I fantasized about getting gangbanged like that? Plus you just let me fuck your husband. If anything, I owe you."

"Fine," Abby said, rolling away from Hadley. "Then you can make it up to me by letting me be the little spoon."

"Deal," Hadley said, laughing as she threw her arm over her friend. She felt Gary slide in behind her.

"Hold on a minute." Gary said, pressing himself against Hadley's back. "Since I like to be the big spoon, we owe her again."

"I know just how you can pay me back," Hadley wiggled her ass against Gary. "Give me access to all your videos so I can watch you two in action later."

"Later?" Abby asked. "Why wait? Let's all watch them together now. Get Gary ready to go again." She rolled back to face Hadley and kissed her deeply, her hand gliding down her body. "We've got everything set up..." She smiled as her hand slid between Hadley's legs and felt her arousal. "... And a willing co-star. We might as well keep filming."

"You make a good point," Hadley agreed, grabbing Abby's ass. "Gary, you get yourself ready, we're gonna start without you."

Abby laughed as Hadley pushed her onto her back and straddled her. Hadley joined in when she saw Gary scramble to get the camera.