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Worry Free Nights Out
Written by Blond22bi
blond22bi@hotmail.com
WARNING. This story includes graphical descriptions of sexual
practices. If you think something might offend you or are
under legal age to read porn stories, please don't go further
and delete this file.
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I was the type of girl that was always careful when I went
out. Ever since I left home a year ago I was always afraid
to go out alone on the town. I don't know what I thought
would happen, but it scared me to death thinking I would
get drunk and then who knows what would happen after that.
My name is Kim and I'm 19 and work in a very large
restaurant chain as a waitress. I don't make huge money but
I do make enough to have a small apartment and get away
from my parents whom I really love but think had way too
much control over what I wanted to do.
For a year I worked hard and found out a way to be able to
go out on the town but not worry about a thing. The funny
thing was the way I found out about it. I was at work
talking to another waitress that only had one week left
at work, then she was getting married and moving away. I
got to be close friends with her and told her of my worries
about going on and loosing control. She laughed and told me
she use to have the same worries, but then she fell into
the right crowd and never had that problem again. In fact,
that crowd watched over her and always made sure she got
home safely. It took her ten minutes of talking about it
before she finally revealed her secret. Always go out with
the guys from our restaurant.
At first it made no sense at all and I told her that was
the most stupid thing I had ever heard of. Then she laughed
and said not any of our guys, only the GAY ones. Suddenly
my looked changed and it sort of sunk it. She went on to
explain about the four guys who worked here and had been
part of the restaurant for the last five years. I never even
thought about them being gay, but they were and they went
out every Friday and Saturday night. I was amazed as the
girl told me about going out at least once a week with them
for the last two years. They always picked her up, drove
her home, and made sure she was safe if she got a little
too drunk. Soon I knew she was on to something and finally
I asked if she would set me up to go out with them one night.
She told me I was lucky, this Friday would be her last night
out with the guys, but if I'd like to tag along that would
be fine. I jumped at the chance and couldn't wait till
Friday night arrived. For the next three days, I studied
the guys more closely and suddenly it was easy to see they
were gay. How I didn't notice it before I'll never know.
When Friday night came, I was told to stay at my apartment
and the guys would pick me up at 9:00pm. Being young that
didn't even seem like a late time. I dressed fairly nicely
but didn't over do it. I wasn't sure what to expect or
where we would be going. Right at 9:00 the girl that had
told me about the guys knocked on my door. When I opened
it I was surprised to see she was dressed to the max. A
very tight sexy red dress and her makeup was done very
nicely. She really looked great.
She took one look at my jeans and shirt and said I would
have to go change. They wouldn't let me in the club dressed
like that. She came in with me and it took another 15
minutes to get me redressed. Now I had on one of my nicer
outfits. A small black dress with high heels. I didn't have
time to put on my makeup so I took my makeup with me. I
was a little nervous as I went out to the van that had the
four guys in it. Just about immediately they made me feel
right at ease and I could see they weren't interested in
me or the other girl. I couldn't believe it but I had the
greatest time that night. The guys would dance with us but
you could tell they had no interest in us. They would buy
drinks and talk about the weirdest things. I had never
been close to gay guys before but I found them funny and
refreshing. I also had no worry at all when I was around
them. The girl was exactly right, I could go out, enjoy
myself, dance with other guys who asked, but not worry
about anything else happening.
The next day at work I thanked the girl as it was her last
day and I also was included in the four guy's group. They
would come chat and kid around with me. Over the next few
days I really started to think of them as close friends.
For the next month I went out with them every Friday night.
It was my night to blow off steam and finally the night
came when I really got drunk. There came a point when I
couldn't remember what happened afterwards but just like
the other waitress had said, they made sure I got home and
into my apartment before they left to go home. I was so
drunk I fell asleep on my couch with my party clothes home.
The next morning I was so grateful to the four gay guys I
baked them a huge Thank You cake. I took it in to work on
Monday and I could tell the guys were really touched that
I did that for them.
At least four or five months went by and I knew all the
guys like they were my best friends. In a way they were.
I felt great around them and never worried about myself
when they were around. Then one day I got a card from the
four inviting me to their house Saturday night for a big
Halloween party. I didn't even thing twice about it. I
told them I'd be there and asked what I needed to bring.
They told me a lot of single guys and girls would be there.
The only thing I had to do was wear a hot sexy outfit so
they could pretend at times they were with me. I knew
exactly why they wanted this. The other girl too had been
asked to be their girlfriends whenever it was necessary
to put on a show like they weren't gay. I told them I
wasn't sure what to get, so one of the guys told me to show
up 30 minutes early and he would have a cute sexy costume
for me. I didn't really even think about it, I just told
him I'd be there around 8:30 Saturday night.
The week flew by and I didn't even give a second thought
to the party coming up. When Saturday did arrive, I got
ready and headed over to the house the four guys shared.
It was a rather large house with an upstairs and a small
basement. When I got there I laughed hard as I saw the
costumes the four guys had on. They were done up really
good and I could tell they spent a lot of money on their
costumes. I was then handed a bag and told to got into
the bathroom and get into my costume. I couldn't wait
to see what they had gotten for me. Turns out they had
bought me a 1930's flapper outfit. It was so authentic
yet very sexy. It was short and covered in fake jewels.
I even had a cute hat that went with it all. After I got
it on, I felt for some reason sort of naked, but I looked
in the mirror and it was a very reasonable outfit. I
finally put my normal clothes in the bag and pushed it
under the sink. I would get them back after the party was
over. I went out to where the guys were and they all
clapped and said it looked great on me. They made me feel
really good in the hot little outfit.
Two of them looked at my face and grabbed my hands and
told me they had to work on my face and hair. Just like
great girlfriends would, they pulled me into a larger
bathroom and as one did up my hair and sprayed it down
with hairspray, the other took his time doing my eyes,
lipstick, and cheeks. When done I was so surprised at how
they had transformed my look. My face really did seem to
look like a flapper from the 1930's. It was a lot of
makeup and it was pretty bright, but it was done with such
style in looked pretty good, at least I thought it did.
At 9:00 the people started to arrive and the drinking
really took off. I had such a good time meeting all the
new people and dancing and drinking. Soon it was after
midnight and the party was really going on strong. I had
danced so much with so many different people that my
throat always felt dry. I drank more and more and never
noticed how heavy with alcohol each drink was. It wasn't
being done on purpose, it just was the way the drinks
were served.
Suddenly it all caught up with me and I was so damn drunk.
I still had a great time but I wasn't holding back any
at all. I suddenly became the focus of the party. I was
loud, drunk, and dancing as sexily as my party wanted me
to. I felt so secure now because I knew my GUYS were
there to watch out after me. It was after 1:00 in the
morning when the music went soft and couples were spread
out all over the house. The guys too wanted to be together
but knew better with all the people around that didn't
know they were guy. One of the guys decided to team up
with me and he danced a few slow dances with me and he
even cuddled up with me on the couch. My head was tucked
into his shoulder and I felt like I was in the perfect
hands. I was so drunk I started to think that the guy
with me should really be my boyfriend forever. I don't
know why but I lifted my head and shocked the guy I was
with when I pressed my lips up to his.
He didn't move a muscle but I kissed him hard and all
three of his Gay buddies saw the kiss. Within seconds they
were all around the couch and suddenly the talk turned to
me and how cute I looked tonight. Suddenly the three guys
standing around the couch dared the guy beside me to kiss
me back and make out with me. They teased him so badly that
finally he just pulled my head towards his and instantly
his lips were on mine. I was kissing him back like there
was no tomorrow. My eyes were closed tightly and I felt
so good in the strong arms with the soft background music
playing. Things quickly went in the wrong direction. All
of us were drunk and the very next dares was for me to
be taken upstairs to one of the bedrooms. I didn't even
know it as I was helped up and guided up the stairs. All
four of the guys from my restaurant was helping me walk and
finally I was laid back on a large king size bed.
I couldn't hear what was said but within a minute a body
was next to mine and my lips were soon attacked by the
guys warm wet kisser. At first we only made out, but soon
there were hands on my ass and I never said a word. The
four of them soon teamed up and hands were all over my
body. I was completely drunk and in the condition I always
worried about. The guys decided tonight they wanted to
try something different, and as my luck would have it, I
was to be that "SOMETHING DIFFERENT". The lips never pulled
away from mine but slowly the thin pink shorts that went
under the tiny little skirt was slowly pulled off of me.
Then hands grabbed my white undies and with four guys
staring down at me, my pussy suddenly came into view and
the guys could see the thin blond hair that covered my
tight sexy pussy. My legs were spread apart and a finger
touched right at the top of my pussy slit.
A moan came out of my lips and I kissed they guy even
harder. A huge electric shock surged thru my body and my
pussy came to life as the slippery juices quickly covered
the finger touching me. I couldn't hear a word being said
even though the four were talking back and forth and
making plans on what would happen next. They unbuttoned
the top of my dress until my tight perky breasts popped
out into view. Then suddenly their was a set of lips on
each nipple. I had never felt such stimulation before. I
had a guy kissing me, two guys kissing and licking my
breasts, and the forth guy slowly rubbing between my pussy
lips getting me as wet as I had ever been before. It didn't
take long for my body to respond tot he stimulation. I
moaned louder and the finger suddenly found my wet entrance
and I was now slowly being fingered fucked as my tits were
slowly sucked. Each nipple got harder and harder and my
body was aching for release.
It was then my world was about to be changed forever.
The guy playing with my pussy moved his finger and
decided to find out what girl really felt like. He had
been gay since 15 and never been with girl. He unzipped
his pants and his stiff dick popped out of his pants.
He wasn't sure he wanted to do this but for once he was
really turned on with a girl. He raised my legs and slid
right down between my wide open pussy. He aimed his pussy
and as he slowly pushed in he didn't know anything could
feel this good. My pussy was very wet, very hot, and
very tight since I had not been with a guy since my junior
year of high school. I wasn't a virgin but it had been
close to three years since I had been with a guy. I was
way too scared about what might happen if I slept with a
guy, now my worse nightmare was really coming true.
With just a few strokes the guy told his buddies that this
was the most fantastic feeling ever. He fucked my pussy
for about 50 seconds then his balls and dick let loose
with a huge load of white gooey sperm. If he had been
thinking of me at all, he would have pulled out and came
all over my stomach. Instead, he speed up and kept telling
his friends how great this was. In an instant his complete
load of potent dangerous sperm was pump deep inside my
unprotected pussy. I had never imagined myself being
fucked so I didn't even own any type of protection. I wasn't
on the pill, and I was sure I didn't have a thing to worry
about. I couldn't have ever imagined these guys going this
far with me. Everything had been perfect up until tonight.
Suddenly the guy fucking me changed places with another
one of the boys who wanted to see what a girl really felt
like. Suddenly I was test bed for the four gay guys. They
were drunk enough they would fuck me in front of the other
guys and not feel bad about it. This time the guy fucking
me was much thicker then the first guy. With each pull of
his dick, my pussy lips were sucked in and out of my own
pussy. This also had the effect my body was hoping for.
With each pull of my pussy lips, my clit was tugged and
released and his long deep strokes built my body up to the
point of no return. Before he could reach an orgasm, my
body started to shake and my hips left the bed and stayed
about 2 inches up in the air. I was still being kissed
but nothing now mattered except the feeling of my clit
being pulled and released by my own pussy.
Then like if by magic, my hips pushed up and down and I
grunted loudly and started to shake my head left and right.
All four guys knew I was cumming and they sat and watched
the first girl they had ever seen having a orgasm. It felt
so damn good and with 20 seconds the heat in my pussy
doubled as another gooey load of sperm splashed deep inside
my body. In just five minutes I had been fucked twice, and
there was still two more guy awaiting their chance. I was
fucked by all four guys and it took another ten minutes or
so. I only came that once but my body really did need that
release badly. My pussy was swimming in white gooey cream
and as the four guys got up, they could see all their
sperm running out of my lips and down my ass cheeks.
To the guys defense, they were about as drunk as everyone
else was at the party. I was past the point of no return,
but they were just about there also. Normally, they would
have never gone this far, in fact, they didn't even want
a girl. I was in the wrong place, at the wrong time,
with guys who never had been with a girl. As safe as I
really thought it was, it was an event just waiting for
the right moment. And tonight was that moment!
The guys laughed about what a great feeling fucking me was.
All four of them liked it and now had to decide what to
think about girls in the future. Two of them grabbed me
up from the bed without even cleaning me up, then helped
me to the door and down the stairs. None of them even
noticed my undies and shorts laying on the floor on the
other side of the bed. They were drunk and were taking me
back to their party. We had been upstairs less then 25
minutes and in that short amount of time, I had been fucked
four times. Now I was being escorted back into the living
room and my short little flapper dress barely covered my
naked pussy and ass.
I was sat on the couch with my head up against some of
the pillows. Then the four guys went into the kitchen to
get something to drink. They smiled and laughed and couldn't
quick talking about how great I felt upstairs. The music
was still playing and their was still people hanging out
even though it was close to 2:00 in the morning. A few
couples got up and danced and it was then a cute looking
guy came over to ask me to dance. He tried once then twice
to get an answer from me but all he got was a small throat
noise on his third try. He was about to just forget about
it when he decided to dance with me even though I was drunk.
If he would have left me there, things would have been fine
but he started to lift me up and my dress flew up and my
pussy was right there in front of his eyes.
He looked at my cunt and noticed immediately all the
white goo dripping from my pussy lips. He knew exactly
what it was and he looked around and not another person
was looking our way. He had a few choices he could make,
but like the earlier part of the night, it was not going
to go my way. He helped me up and guided me back to a
small den that was at the end of the hallway. Nobody was
in the room and this guy slowly closed the door and suddenly
a huge smile filled his face. He pushed me over to the desk
and slowly bent me forward. He had to help hold me up
but there before his eyes was my wet slippery pussy completely
open and awaiting anything he wanted to do with it. Instantly
his zipper came down and his long stiff dick was pulled
out of his pants. He didn't waste a second as he guided
his prick right to the wet slippery entrance of my pussy.
One of his hands went to my shoulder and the other to my
hips. He pressed forward into my pussy that was pushed up
into the air by the position he had me in. With the first
push he knew this was going to be something special. Even
with as much cum as I already had in me, my very tight
pussy grabbed his dick tighter then any other girl he had
ever fucked. Using his hand on my hips, he pushed forward
and pulled my body back into his. His dick filled me up
completely and his balls slapped loudly against my ass. Then
he started to pull out and at the same time pushed my hips
forward. He continued this method for about 30 seconds then
he stood completely still and used both his hands on my hips
as he pulled and pushed my body on and off his dick. I was
fucking him with a soft glove like feeling that was driving
him wild. Luckily, just like the four others before him, he
didn't even take two minutes. He was so excited because of
the force of the act, his mind forced his body to come way
earlier then he had wanted. Just like before, he didn't give
a damn about what might happen to me. He pushed in till he
couldn't cram another inch into me, then he came and came
and filled my cunt with another load of cum.
He stayed inside me for about a minute then slowly pulled
out and watched his white cream pout out of my pussy. He
still had his hands on my hips holding me up and bent in
half. At times my eyes would slowly open but I couldn't
make out where I was or what was happening. As quick as
they would open, they would close back shut and I wouldn't
remember a second of it. The guy I had never seen before
in my life pulled my short skirt down and slowly helped
me back to the couch. He laid me back on the couch and
didn't notice that my skirt had pulled up high and anyone
walking at the foot of the couch would see my very messy
pussy. The guy wasn't taking any chances, he slowly
disappeared out the front door and drove home thinking of
the hot piece of pussy he had just nailed only a few minutes
ago. He knew he had gotten away with it perfectly. Nobody
really paid us any attention as the party was just about
over.
Luckily for me no one else bothered me, but one girl leaving
the party did stand right at the end of the couch and
looked down at my passed out body. It was then her mouth
dropped and she couldn't believe all the white goo spread
out over my thin blonde pussy hair. See had to reach in
her purse and take out the small throw away camera she
had brought with her to the party. She looked and she only
had two pictures left, so she took both of them standing
at my feet and getting my freshly fucked pussy and my face
in each hard core picture. She then slipped the camera back
into her purse and left with her friends who never saw any
of it take place.
Finally everyone was gone and I was left in the house with
the guys who I trusted so much. They came out and saw me still
on the couch and the talking about me started all over again.
It was then one of them noticed I didn't have my shorts or
undies on and all of them stood at the foot of the couch
and had a big laugh. They wondered if anyone else from the
party had noticed. One of the went upstairs and got my
undies and shorts and then they all grabbed me and started
to take me home. All the way home I laid on one of they
guy's shoulder and they had a serious talk about how great
it really was to fuck me. For all but one, I was the first
girl they had ever fucked. They were really devoted to the
gay lifestyle but they knew that an occasional hot pussy
wouldn't upset them like they thought it was. It was then
the plans for my future were made and I didn't know a thing
about what they were planning.
Once at home they cleaned me up better then I could have
done myself. They knew to put my undies back on, then put
my shorts on over that. They used my keys to open my door
and they had heard me tell them many times I would pass out
on the living room couch. That's exactly where they put me.
They didn't cover me up, they dropped my purse beside me and
they tried to make it look like they never came into the
house. They all finally liked the position they had put me
in so they walked out the front door and went home. They
were excited about having their own hot little pussy to use
whenever they thought they wanted to. Their plans were to
stay close, take me out every weekend as usual, but once a
month or so, get me so drunk they could again use me as
they wanted. For a good hour they all talked about their
experience with me and they made sure they were all on the
same page. Sure it was nice, but they loved their GAY
lifestyle even more. I would make a nice change only they
all agreed I must never once find out.
The next morning I slept till around 10:30 in the afternoon.
I woke up with a very bad hangover and saw I was still
dressed in the Halloween outfit. That meant my real clothes
were still under the sink at the guy's house. I thought
about the night and all I could remember was the great time
I had dancing and talking with all the people. I tried to
remember getting home but I couldn't. I again really thanked
the waitress that use to work at our restaurant. If she
hadn't fixed me up with the guys, I'd never be getting out
like I was. I was so happy with the guys. I knew I had to
do something and all that I knew to do was bake them another
chocolate cake. That was their favorite. I didn't see them
again till Monday. When I walked into our restaurant, they
all were there staring at me waiting to hear what I would
say. They knew the second they saw the chocolate cake
everything was perfect. The week flew by again and I was
again part of the guy's group. We chatted and played around
just like nothing out of the normal had happen. To me, I
was clueless, to the guys, well, I was a new found toy and
they didn't want to loose that toy.
That weekend we went to another fun club but this club was
mainly a Gay type of club. There were a lot of girls and
guys there, but they hung around in pairs. But what got me
was how easily I fit in. It didn't bother me at all to be
mixed in with that group of people. In fact, it even made
me feel safer. I again let loose but never got falling down
drunk. The guys made sure of that. They were saving that
for a special night. Over the week I couldn't count the
number of times the guys helped me out. If my car wouldn't
start, if I needed a ride somewhere, it didn't matter, one
of the four guys would always show up if I needed them. I
really now thought of them more as brothers. I just couldn't
see the deep dark secret that they were all keeping. It
had been about two weeks since the Halloween party and I
knew we would be going out somewhere this Saturday, I just
didn't know where. The guys said they would pick me up
around 8:30 or 9:00. I was ready and dress in on of my
clubbing dresses since that is where we usually ended up.
It was 9:15 before the guys showed up and I had started to
worry something might have happened. We drove about 40
minutes before we arrived at a club I had never been to.
It was in a small city around 40 miles from our house. I
didn't say anything but I thought it was a long way just to
go clubbing. We went inside and the club was amazing. People
everywhere and a lighted dance floor with mirrors all around
the stage. Soon I was dancing and drinking with the four
guys and even occasionally accepting dances from guys I
didn't know. I felt so secure seated between the four Gay
guys. They were having a fun time together and so was I.
Tonight they bought all my drinks and I could tell they
were very heavy again in the strength department. I just
drank them along side the guys. The night slowly crept on
and as it got later, we all got very drunk. Only I didn't
know the guys were mainly faking it. They were drinking a
lot of coke and 7-up, while all my drinks were doubles.
I had worked up quite a sweat and drank two drinks in less
then 10 minutes. That's because each of the guys asked me
to dance right in a row and I never wanted to say no to them.
They had been too good to me. By midnight I had consumed so
many drinks I couldn't count them. I was dancing the night
away and the guys could tell I was slowly loosing it. I was
hanging on tightly to them all and with just a couple more
drinks, I would again be beyond knowing what was going on.
I knew I had this problem since I was 17 and got very drunk
without knowing it. Ever since then, I was always afraid to
let myself drink a lot. That is, until I met up with the
guys from my restaurant. After finding out all I could about
them, I knew they were my perfect escorts. Being Gay they
wouldn't care about me at all and I really thought that
I was safe. What a bad mistake, one that would cost me
dearly in the long run.
It was around 1:00am in the morning when the guys knew I
was plastered. They could help me up and dance with me but
only if they really held on to me. Walking by myself would
cause me to stumble or trip. In other words, I was drunk on
my ass again, and it was exactly what the guys had worked
for. Suddenly my night was about to take a turn, and all
four guys were more then ready for it.
To be continued in Part Two