“It doesn’t look to bad.” Ericka said looking at the picture, “I should be able to sit down in the morning.” She continued leaning on the table and started tapping on the phone while Mike and Charlie started gently massaging her ass. “Hmm, that feels good.” She told them, “Keep going” and they did.
Michael’s finger had just started reaching the folds of her pussy when Ryan returned with a tray of a tequila bottle, 4 shot glasses, some lime wedges and a salt shaker. Ericka held up her phone and took his picture as he said, “We lost, so I got the shots.”
Charlie asked Ericka, “Body shots, right?”
“A bet is a bet.” She answered, “But for every shot one of you takes, I need to get one first!
She took one last look at the text she typed and hit send whileHey cuz hope u and T worked things out. I’m with Ryan, Mike and Charlie from the bar. I haven’t had that much to drink yet, but I’m getting hammered and then I’ll probably head to Ryan’s place to spend the night. I just want you to know where I am in case you look for me in the morning. Here is a picture of Ryan
“Pour me a shot,” Ericka said. “I’m not drunk enough yet.” Ryan grabbed the bottle and filled four of the glasses. Before he finished the third glass Ericka picked up the first one. “Here’s to fun times and bad choices.”
“I’ll dr-drink to that.” Charlie said.
“Wait.” Michael said, “body shots, remember?”
“Yes body shots. How do you want me?” Ericka asked.
Michael answered, “Lift your dress up and lean over the pool table.”
Ericka faced the pool table square and lifted her dress up to her waist, “Like this?”
“Maybe a little higher. And lean forward.
Ericka lifted her dress so her back was exposed to her bra. She leaned forward and with her pantyhose still down to her thighs her ass and sex were on display. Michael placed an empty shot glass between her ass cheeks and told Ericka to hold it. Then he gave her lower back a lick and poured salt on the wet spot and squeezed a line on another spot on her back. Then he filled the glass between her ass cheeks.
Ryan shook his head, “Your going to drink from her ass?”
“You bet I am” Michael answered and went to take the glass into his mouth.
“Hold on a second,” Ryan said taking out his phone. No one will believe this,” Ryan picked up his phone and started recording. Michael did just as he said, first licking the salt, then taking the shot glass in his mouth before planting a big kiss where he squeezed the lime.
Once Michael was done, Charlie claimed the next to have a turn. “I want to do this mo-more traditionally,” he said. “Roll o-over and show me your t-tits.” Ericka heard this command and her hands went to unclasp her bra.
Even in her alcohol induced haze, her mind felt that this was different. Until now Charlie had been the one exposing her. He first lifted up her skirt, and he pulled her pantyhose down to her thighs, but now he was expecting her to undress and she was doing it. She knew this was probably her last chance to stop this night. She could stand up, call an Uber and go home. But she didn’t want to go home. Going home alone would mean being alone and thinking. Going home with and getting fucked by these 3 studs would allow her to not think. And she didn’t want to be alone with her thoughts tonight. So after she unclasped her bra, she sat up and slid her arms out of the dress straps before removing her bra and laying face up on the pool table. “I think I need another drink.” Charlie brought the bottle to her lips and poured it until Mike reminded him that he should save some for them. In a few minutes the alcohol in her blood stream would all but prevent Ericka from having any individual thoughts.
Charlie put the shot glass in her mouth and filled it. Then he said “hold still and don’t spill my shot.” And took her left tit into his mouth. He enjoyed her longer than he need to get it moist enough for the salt her pored on it. And then he enjoyed it again after it was salted. When he finally lifted his lips of of her, re replaced them with his left hand pinching her nib between his fingertips. Then he took the glass from her mouth kissing her as he took hold of the glass. Mike recorded the whole event on his camera until Charlie was done.
As Charlie finished Ericka said to him, “That felt good. I hope there will be more of that later.” Then she turned to Ryan and said, “Your turn. What would you like?”
Ryan said, “Well I’d love a blow job, but.”
Ericka interrupted him with a burst of giggles. “You do, don’t you. Well,” Ericka sat up, her dress falling into her lap and around her waist. “My priest says, ‘You do not have because you do not ask.'” She stood up next to the pool table and her dress fell around her ankles. “But you,” Ericka continued, pointing a finger against Ryan’s chest. “You asked.” She turned to Mike and Charlie, “You and you. You did not ask,” Ericka was fully drunk and her voice was pretty loud. “So you don’t get a blowjob.” Quieter she added, “yet.” Ericka found this funny and laughed again. She turned back Ryan. “But you asked so you get a blowjob.” Ericka giggled again as she dropped to her knees and tried to open his belt. Ryan got impatient and helped her get his clothing out of the way until he had his pretty ordinary cock in his hand and held it to her lips. She licked his tip a couple of times before she wrapped her lips around the shaft and took him into her mouth. Ryan put his hands on the back of her head and helped her bob her head back and forth along his shaft.
Rich, the bartender, usually tried to ignore the pool table as folks knew that once the waitress left they needed to come up to the bar if they wanted another drink, but when he saw a naked woman stand up and dauntingly declare that two her regulars would not be getting a blowjob he laughed. But when started blowing Ryan he knew he had to do something, so he locked his till and headed to the pool table. Mikey had his phone out recording the scene while just watched. The bartender tapped Ryan on his shoulder.
Ryan half turned his head, “What? I’m busy”
“I see that.” The bartender replied, “but you can’t do that here.” Rich looked at Ericka, he was pretty sure he hadn’t seen her before.
“I’m almost done.”
“You are done. Take her someplace else, but you can’t do that here. I’ll lose my liquor license. And I don’t want to see her face on the news tomorrow!”
Charlie spoke up, “Let’s take her to Cormack’s” Cormack’s was a local no-tell motel.
Ryan pulled out of Ericka’s mouth and he and Rich helped Ericka back to her feet. Richard spoke to her, “Miss”
“Ericka” Ericka interrupted.
“Miss Ericka, “Rich continued, “do you want me to call you a taxi to take you home?” He was having difficulty maintaining eye contact with the mostly naked freckled beauty before him. Rich had a thing for freckles.
“No, not go home. Stay with Ryan. And Charlie and Mike.” She lifted her arms to points at them behind Rich.
“Okay Ericka. They are going to take you to Cormack’s.” Ericka seemed unstable on her feet, Rich puts his hands on her torso to steady her, and continued, “where there is a nice bed where you can have lots of fun together.”
Ericka answered Rich, “Yes lots of fun.” Then she giggled again and looked to Ryan and loudly whispered, “‘fun’ is code for ‘fucking’. We’re going to fuck.” Then she looked at Rich, “Your holding me, are we dancing?” She lowered her arms and put them around Rich’s neck. She half stepped forward and half fell against Rich. “Dancing is easy, just hold on and sway and he’ll do all the work.”
Rich looked at the smiling woman in his arms, her eyes were closed. He liked that her freckles continued down her chest. He turned to Ryan and said, “That’s good enough for me. Get her out of here.” Then almost as an afterthought he added, “When you get to Cormack’s text me your room number. I’ll come by after I lock up.” He took out a pen and wrote his name and phone number along the slope or her left tit.
Ericka dressed, she pulled up her stockings and slid her dress over her head and down her body. She put her phone back in her purse and walked out the front door to Mike’s truck. Mike drove, and Ericka sat between Charlie and Ryan in the back seat. It was a short drive, but Ryan kissed Ericka the whole way and slid a had inside her dress to play with her tit, while Charlie unbuttoned her buttons below the waist and pierced her panty hose and slid a finger in cunt. Moments later Mike pulled into a gravel parking lot in front of a long two story building and came to a stop.
They climbed out of the truck and headed to the office. Ericka held her purse in her hand, and her dress was held closed by only two buttons. The third button from the top, which was just above her nipples, and the sixth by her navel. Ryan took her up to the counter to ask for a room, Mike and Charlie hung back in the lobby. At Ryan’s prompting, Ericka pulled out her Visa to reserve a room. At the suggestion of the woman behind the counter she also purchased some lube, a box of condoms and rented a towel for each of them. At this point Ericka was drunk enough that it was easy her her to decide not to care.
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