A group of drunken models partying at a beach under the light of the full moon

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The summer sun had long since set, casting a warm orange glow over the beach party. The sound of laughter and music filled the air as the group of friends continued their raucous celebration into the night. The woman, named Sarah, was at the center of it all, her short brown hair with white highlights looking mussed from hours of dancing.

She wore a silk orange lingerie top with a frilly red bra underneath, paired with a pair of jeans that had been stretched to the limit by her many drinks. Her C-cup breasts strained against the fabric, her perky butt on full display as she danced and laughed with her friends.

But Sarah wasn't just any ordinary partygoer - she was a 20-year-old bombshell, and everyone knew it. She had that certain je ne sais quoi that drew men in like moths to a flame. And tonight, there were plenty of them.

Three men stood beside her, all wearing jeans and t-shirts that looked like they'd been through the wash one too many times. But who cared? They were all clearly enjoying themselves, their eyes fixed on Sarah as she spun around the dance floor.

One of them, a tall blonde-haired guy named Mike, had his arm slung over her shoulder as he danced with her. The other two guys - Alex and Jake - looked like they were ready to pounce at any moment. They'd been eyeing Sarah all night, and it was clear that they wanted her.

As the music continued to pump through the speakers, Sarah stumbled forward, almost falling onto Mike's chest. But he caught her just in time, holding her steady as she swayed drunkenly from side to side.

"Hey, girl," he said with a chuckle, "maybe you should slow down on the drinks for tonight."

Sarah looked up at him with half-closed eyes, her pupils bloodshot and glassy. She was clearly very drunk, but she didn't seem to care. In fact, she seemed almost eager to see what would happen next.

The three guys laughed as they watched Sarah stumble around the dance floor, their eyes locked on her as she spun around them. They knew exactly where this night was headed - into some kind of wild and crazy group sex scene that neither of them had ever experienced before.

As the night wore on, Sarah's inhibitions continued to disappear with each passing drink. She stumbled and staggered, laughing uncontrollably at everything from Mike's jokes to the music playing in her ears.

And yet, despite her drunken state, she still looked incredibly sexy - like a wild animal that was ready to be unleashed into the night. Her fair skin glowed in the moonlight, her perky breasts bouncing with each step as she moved through the crowd.

The three guys couldn't help but stare at her, their eyes fixed on her every move as they debated what to do next. Should they try and get her alone? Or should they keep her surrounded by all of them - like a prize that was waiting to be won?

As they stood there, arguing with themselves in hushed tones, Sarah suddenly stopped in front of them. She looked up at each of their faces, her eyes glassy but somehow also very bright.

"I want you guys," she slurred, her voice barely above a whisper.

The three men exchanged a look - a silent understanding that this was it. This was the moment they'd all been waiting for.

Without another word, they moved in - Mike taking Sarah's hand and pulling her towards him, while Alex and Jake stood back, watching with anticipation as the others got to work.

And so began one of the wildest nights of their lives - a night that would never be forgotten as long as they lived. A night filled with sex and laughter and music - and most importantly, Sarah, the 20-year-old bombshell who had brought them all together in this wild beach party.