I'm only a social drinker, if I
didn't drink I could never be social, never go out
at all for I'm much too shy. Being shy is very
restricting for a young girl but I'm doing my best
to overcome my affliction.
I get home from work usually late on a Friday night
and get under the shower and wash my short hair. I
wrapped a large bath towel around my damp body and
sit down on the sofa. In front of me are three small
shot glasses and a half bottle of cheap supermarket
vodka. I fill the three glasses and down them one
after the other.
As the warm glow spread through my body I get up,
discarding the towel and head for my bedroom. First
things first, I find a clean pair of white virginal
knickers and slip them on. Usually I will inspect my
body in the full length mirror something I could
never do sober. I'm nineteen now and should be in my
prime but all I see is problems. I'm always over
weight but at the moment I'm not that bad, just
about ten pounds; my thighs are a little thick and
my boobs have gone up from a B to a C. Not a bad
thing in general but they tend to droop just a tad
when there're bigger. Also I can't wear short tops
for my belly isn't as slim as it could be.
Inspection over, I decided to wear my brown silk
blouse over a short white skirt, no bra of course.
My thighs may be a little thick but the rest of my
legs look ok in a short skirt. I refill my three
shot glasses and after I downed them, I take off my
eyeglasses and then I'm off to party.
My first stop is my local Wine Bar.
"Hi Wendy, your usual?" asked the Barman.
Without my glasses I really can't see who he is but
his voice sounds familiar.
"Yes please," I replied.
A shot glass is placed in front of me and he fills
it to the brim with vodka. I have to lean forward to
sip it first before I can pick it up and down it.
"Hi Wendy," a new voice called.
I'm turned around and I am kissed, a hand comes up
between our bodies and my boobs are groped.
"Hi Terry," I smiled knowing his smell and
the feel of his hands.
"There's a party down the road are you
coming?" he asked.
"Sure," I smiled.
"Right have another drink on me and then we'll
be off," he said.
It was a warm night and the party was just down the
road so we walked arm in arm. I've known Terry a few
months now, he was always good fun and I always
ended up in his bed after a good night out. The
party was in full swing when we arrived, Terry found
me a drink and then we danced.
"Can I?" a new voice interrupted our
dancing.
"Sure," said Terry who gave way for a new
dance partner.
He was tall, dark and smelt nice, his hand came to
rest on my thigh under my short skirt.
"Hi I'm Dave," he said and he kissed my
neck.
"I'm Wendy," I sighed.
I changed partners a few more times then Terry
reclaimed me.
"There's a more intimate party some of the guys
are going on to," he whispered in my ear,
"you want to go?"
"Sure," I replied for I was really flying
now with all the drinks inside of me.
"That's my girl," he said and kissed me
passionately, his hand squeezing my unfettered boobs
nicely.
My head was buzzing nicely now and all my
inhibitions had gone. Time to really let go and have
fun.
"Come on let's go," said Terry taking the
drink out of my hand then taking my arm.
I found myself sitting on some guy's lap in the back
of some body's car, it was a very nice lap full of
lumps and bumps. I felt his hands on my naked skin.
"Naughty," I wagged my finger at him for
he had undone some of my blouse buttons to get at my
tits.
All too soon we had arrived and I was lifted out of
the back and almost carried into the house.
"Where's your nice hands," I giggled
drunkenly for it had felt so nice.
"Don't worry my dear," he whispered in my
ear, "soon you'll have all the hands you could
want."
"Oh goody," I giggled.
The lights were low and so was the music, Terry
found me took me in his arms and we danced close and
slow.
His hands felt good on my hot skin and his kisses
were passionate.
"You hot?" he inquired.
The drinks had made me a bit flushed so I nodded.
"Let's loose this then," he laughed.
He unbuttoned my silk blouse and took it off me. If
I had been sober I would have objected to being this
undressed in front of so many strangers, but the
last thing I was now was sober.
"Great tits," he whispered his hands
cupping and squeezing me. "Let go and
fuck."
I was all for a good fuck so when he took my hand I
went willingly enough. He found an empty room with a
large bed in it and I lay down and giggled and I
could feel my boobs wobbling about. He quickly
stripped me naked and I opened my legs for him. His
hard cock just slipped right in and it felt very
nice indeed.
I was tired now and just wanted to sleep but Terry
was still pumping into me. I opened my eyes and in
the dim light I could see it wasn't Terry on top of
me but some stranger.
"Hi," I said and put my arms around his
neck.
"Hi yourself," he grinned in the dim
light.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Does it matter?" he said and his hips
picked up the pace nicely.
"No, not really," I giggled.
His cock felt nice slipping in and out of me and I
could feel my orgasm coming fast. I felt his cock
twitch as he pumped his spunk inside me and I let go
and came too.
"Mmm, that was nice," I sighed.
"More to come," he said getting off me and
with a peck on my cheek he was gone.
I lay they without the strength to even close me
legs when the door opened and in came another
stranger.
"What some more babe?" he asked undoing
his trousers.
"Mmm, yes please," I said.
He climbed on board and pushed his cock into my
slick pussy.
"You like plenty of cock then?" he asked
his hips pounding into me.
"Oh god yes," I groaned, "all I can
get."
"Terry said you were up for anything," he
panted.
I clung on to him as he pumped his spunk inside me,
I didn't want him to go but he pulled my arms off
and he climbed off the bed.
"More to come babe," he laughed.
"Hi," I said to the next guy and I wrapped
my arms around his neck as he slipped his hard cock
into me.
Would someone turn that light out, I thought for it
was hurting my eyes. I opened them just a bit to see
it was the daylight steaming through the curtains.
"Oh my head," I groaned.
"You awake babe," said Terry who was lying
beside me.
"No," I snapped, "have you got an
aspirin my head is killing me."
"Sure babe," he chuckled.
The trouble with drinking too much was the hangover
you get the next morning. He reappeared and handed
me two pills and a glass of water.
"You bastard," I said once I had downed
the pills, "you left me to get well and truly
fucked last night."
"I didn't leave you babe," he laughed,
"I was there to look after you."
I sat up and looked around me and I didn't know
where I was.
"Where are we?" I asked and noticed that
Terry was looking at my chest for the sheet had
fallen down to uncover me.
"At a friend's house," he said dragging
his eyes off my exposed boobs.
"Oh," I said.
"It Saturday and you don't have to go to
work," he laughed, "we can stay here all
day."
"I think I'd like to go home," I smiled up
at him.
"Sure babe, anything you want," he said.
I found the shower and the hot water along with the
aspirins soothed away my headache, trouble was I was
now sober. I quickly dressed feeling embarrassed
about my scanty clothes and couldn't wait to get out
of that strange house and to the safety of my own
place.
"Come to my place," invited Terry,
"we'll have some food and some more fun."
"No please take me home," I said unable to
look him in the eye.
God what must he think of me after last night. He
dropped me off and I almost ran indoors and I
slammed the door behind me and put on the chain. I
stood there in my hallway, my eyes closed and I
could see flashes of last night's party. I could see
there're smiling faces as they pounded into me and
leaving their sperm deep inside my pussy.
Just before dropping me off, Terry had said he would
pick me up later about eight so I had all day to get
myself ready for the next party. First thing I
wanted to do was get some sleep.
I awoke about six and for a short moment I panicked,
then the familiar surrounding of my room calmed me.
I just had time for a hot bath and get myself
dressed before I was picked up. My preparation
followed a similar pattern to yesterday and by eight
I had three shots of vodka in me and I was feeling
much better. For tonight's fun I was wearing another
even shorter skirt and a white silk blouse.
"Hi, you look ravishing," greeted Terry at
eight.
I slipped into his car causing my short skirt to
ride up and show my white knickers.
"You're fucking sexy babe," he laughed and
he put his hand between my legs.
"Concentrate on the road," I giggled,
"or we'll crash."
Tonight's party was less boisterous than last nights
but there was plenty of drink and there was a small
dance floor for Terry and me.
"Bet you'll like some cock now," he
whispered in my ear.
I was buzzing again and his words made my pussy wet.
"Yeah," I said and we kissed passionately.
His hands were all over my boobs, squeezing and
cupping.
"Lets find somewhere quiet," he said.
Somewhere quiet was behind the sofa in the back
room, the room had been empty when we started but
just as soon as his cock slipped into me I saw two
faces looking down at us.
"She looks nice," said one.
"Nice tits," she the second.
"Wait your turn guys," grunted Terry who
was pounding between my legs. "Wendy here is a
game girl who like plenty of cock."
"Yeah guys," I shouted, "I'll fuck
anybody."
Terry was finished and had he rolled off me, I lay
there staring up at the two white faces looking down
at me. Terry had unbuttoned my top and thrown it
open to expose my boobs but had only pulled my white
knickers off leaving my skirt bunched up around my
waist.
"You sure she's ok with this," said one
guy.
"Fucking right," laughed Terry,
"Wendy will fuck anything once she had a few
drinks, won't you?"
Fucking right, I thought spreading my legs wider.
"Come on guys," I called out, "I'm
getting cold."
By Jax
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