Drunk And Left Alone With A Friend
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It was another Saturday afternoon as I finished up running a few errands before heading home. My husband was going to have his friend Mike over for the night so that the two of them could hang out in his man cave and enjoy several drinks. I was out running a few errands as well as picking up some potato chips for the guys to enjoy later on. I eventually finished up and headed home. Once I got home, my husband was out back firing up the grill. He was going to make a few burgers and hot dogs so we could all eat. He told me that Mike was on his way and would be arriving shortly. They hadn't hung out together in a while and my husband was pretty excited to be getting together. They had grown up together and gone to school with each other. After they graduated high school they went their separate ways and lost touch. I wasn't Mike's biggest fan because he was a bit cocky back in the day and I really didn't care for people like that. I also knew that he had wanted to get with me about 12 years ago in hopes of landing a quick fuck. At the time I was looking for more than that and ended up dating my husband instead. It's not that Mike was a bad guy, he was just a bit egotistical and I just didn't care for it. Either way, I wasn't about to ruin my husbands evening because I knew he was really looking forward to it. He even managed to convince me to join them when I was done doing whatever I was going to do. I told him that I would see how I felt but didn't promise anything. I ended up going into the house to take a quick shower while he continued cooking.
After I showered, I wrapped myself in a towel and went into the bedroom to get some clothes. It was a warm day and I decided to just throw on some black yoga shorts along with a tank top. I knew the guys would probably enjoy staring at me in my outfit and I figured I would give them a little treat. I finished getting dressed and then headed out to the yard to see what my husband was doing. When I got out there, I noticed Mike sitting at the table. He turned when he heard the door closing and I instantly noticed him give me a once over before getting up to greet me. He came over and hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek as we said our hellos. After we greeted one another, I sat at the table and enjoyed a hamburger while the guys ate theirs. We ended up spending the next hour or so sitting in the yard, enjoying the burgers as well as a couple of cold beers. They guys pretty much spent the time catching up and reminiscing as I sat and listened. Eventually they finished up and decided to head into the basement to watch their games and enjoy their booze. I headed up into the kitchen to straighten up a bit. I puttered around the kitchen and living room for a while before finishing everything up. Once I was done, I decided that I would take my husband up on his offer and go downstairs and hang out for a while. I finished up with what I was doing and then headed down to the basement.
As I walked into the basement, the guys began cheering, as they were happy to see me joining them. I smiled and went over to the table where they were sitting and Mike quickly offered to fix me a Jack and Coke. I accepted it and thanked him as he got up and walked over to the bar to make my drink. He soon returned to the table with my Jack and Coke and the three of us sat and watched the ballgame for a few minutes before I suggested playing some air hockey. Mike was all for it and the two of us were soon playing a game at the air hockey table. We played for several minutes and he eventually let me win. We actually had a pretty good time while playing and I was surprised because Mike seemed a little different. I thought to myself that maybe he has changed since the last time I saw him. It had been a good 10 or 11 years since I had hung out with him and I guess a lot could have changed since then. Once we finished our game we headed back to the table and my husband decided to pull out a couple of shot glasses. I wasn't the best-shot taker because it usually went right through me but decided to go with it. My husband poured a shot of Jack Daniels for everyone and after a toast the three of us took it. Like I said, I felt that go right through me and straight to my head. I wasn't complaining though, because it actually helped me relax a bit more.
The three of us ended up spending the next two hours playing air hockey, cards, watching the ballgame and continuing our drinking. In between a couple of the games, we took a few more shots and I was in pretty good shape to say the least. I was so buzzed that after a couple more drinks, Mike suggested we place bets on our games that we were playing and I quickly agreed. Under normal circumstances I probably wouldn’t have done it, but being in the shape that I was in, I was down for some fun. We began planning another round of air hockey and the bets were pretty simple at first. If I won, I would get a 5 min. shoulder massage, and Mike won, then I would have to take another shot. We went back and forth for a few games with him winning a few and me winning a few as well. I ended up getting a few shoulder massages and had to take a few shots as well leaving me extremely relaxed and comfortable. We continued playing for a while and little by little we upped the ante to where Mike actually bet a few bucks on the games. I couldn't believe how much fun I was having as we continued playing and drinking.
After several games and a few more shots for me, like got a bit bolder. He decided to bet $25 on the game if I won and if he won, then he wanted a quick peck on the lips. I thought about it and was okay with it and when I looked to my husband for his approval, he told me that he could care less because he was more focused on the ballgame that was on the tv. We made the bet and began playing and Mike let me win the first game. He gave me the 25 bucks and we then played again and this time he won. I went over and gave him the pec k on the lips as I had promised and he was happy. We proceeded to play a few more games under the same bet, and he ended up letting me win a few of them.
We then took a break to have another round of drinks and as we were making them my husband began cursing from the fridge. We asked him what was the matter and he told us that we only had one bottle of Coke left. We were all a bit disappointed because we didn't want the night to end yet because we were all having fun. Mike quickly offered to go get some but my husband reminded him how drunk he was. After a few minutes, my husband asked me what would be open at this time of the night. The only thing I could think of was the supermarket, which was on the other side of town. He asked if we wanted the night to keep going and everyone agreed that we did so he decided that he would walk to the supermarket to get it. Mike said that he would go with him but my husband asked him to stay with me so that I wouldn't be home alone. We both asked if he was sure about walking to the supermarket because it would take him well over an hour. He said it was the only choice that we had if we wanted to continue drinking our Jack and Coke's. With that he grabbed his wallet and left out the side door of the basement leaving me a Mike to hang out.
We looked at each other and decided to play another game of air hockey. We played with the same bet that we had made before and after a few minutes I once again beat him to take more money. He seemed a bit irritated and walked over to the table to pour himself another shot. I don't know why I did, but I quickly told him to not forget about me and he smiled and poured me a shot as well. We toasted the shot and chit chatted for a few minutes and I'm pretty sure he could tell how wasted I was. After a few minutes he suggested playing air hockey again but said that this time he was going to play for real and wanted to make a bigger bet. I laughed and told him to bring it on because I had been beating him all night. He smiled at me and told me that he was going to make the biggest bet yet. I laughed and asked him what he wanted to bet. He looked into his wallet and pulled out a $100 bill and laid it on the table. I smiled and said it was on before he cut me off. He said that the hundred wasn't the only thing that he was going to bet. He reminded me that he was a pretty big workout freak and worked as a personal trainer part-time at the gym. In the process of working at the gym, he learned how to give massages to relax worked up muscles. He told me that he would be willing to bet the hundred dollars as well as a personal massage if I won, and if he won, then he got a 5 min. kiss. At first I wasn't so sure about the bet because I really should be standing around allowing Mike to kiss me for 5 min., but when he mentioned the massage again, I was all for it. If there was one thing that I loved more than anything else, it was a good massage. I smiled at him and told him he was on and we were soon on the table playing once again.
We played our game for several minutes and even though it was a close game, I eventually won. Mike seemed a bit disappointed as he handed me the hundred-dollar bill out of his wallet. I smiled and thanked him and told him that we would make an appointment for my massage. He laughed and told me that it wouldn't be a problem. We then decided on another shot before he asked to play again. I told him he was on and that I was enjoying taking his money. He just shook his head as I stumbled my way over to the air hockey table and we began playing once again. This time as we played, I noticed he was trying to be a bit more focused even though we were both pretty much beyond drunk at this point. We played for several minutes and somehow this time around he managed to pull one out. He was all excited and happy that he had won, because that meant he got a 5 min. kiss. I was so drunk that I didn't even care at this point.
I leaned up against the air hockey table and told him to come collect his prize. He poured himself another shot and quickly took it before making his way over to me. He came over and stood in front of me so that we were standing face to face. Without saying anything to me, he leaned in and began kissing me. At first it was just lips on lips, but after about a minute or so he began working his tongue into my mouth. I responded by working my tongue into his mouth and we kissed each other like that for the rest of the 5 min. As we kissed each other, I found him to be a pretty good kisser and was actually enjoying it. Eventually, time was up and he broke the kiss. We walked back over to the table and enjoyed what was left of our Jack and Coke's before he suggested playing again. I just nodded and went back over to the hockey table and began playing it again. This time around I couldn't focus on the game because I was so drunk and he managed to win easily.
Without hesitation, he walked over to me and quickly grabbed me. He didn't say a word as he planted his lips against mine and we began kissing once again. His tongue immediately found its way into my mouth and I responded by kissing him back. We went at it pretty passionately for about a minute or so, working our tongues in and out of each other's mouths. As we kissed, he pulled me tightly against him, holding my body with his hands on my lower back. We continued kissing and I felt his hands slowly work their way from my lower back to my waist. He left them there for a few seconds and when I didn't react, he slowly inched them onto my ass. Noticing there was still no reaction from me, he began to gently squeeze each of my ass cheeks. I just continued kissing him and enjoyed the attention that I was getting. About 2 min. or so into our kiss, he pulled his lips away from mine and slowly began leaving a trail of kisses from my lips, down to my neck. Once he reached my neck, he softly kissed and sucked on it, driving me wild. My neck was one of my hot spots and he knew exactly how to work it.
After kissing and sucking on my neck for a few seconds, he worked his lips down to my shoulder and kissed around the strap of my tank top. I stood and enjoyed the attention and was amazed at how good he was making me feel and didn't know if I should put a stop to this. Realizing that I wasn't stopping him he slowly reached up and put his finger under the strap of my tank top and slowly pulled it down to my elbow and waited to see what I would do. I responded by sliding my arm through the strap and he slowly reached up and did the same with my other strap. He then looked me in the eye and with out saying anything, pulled my tank top down over my tits, exposing them to him. He waited to see if I would stop him and when I didn't, he lowered his lips to each of my nipples and began licking and sucking on them while squeezing each of my tits. I just leaned back against the table and enjoyed the feeling of his tongue and warm breath on my nipples. This entire situation was so wrong, yet I felt so horny as he sucked on my tits.
He did this for a few minutes before kissing his way down to my shorts. I knew that this was pushing the limits, but something inside of me wanted him to keep going. I didn't say anything and he began to untie my shorts. Once he untied them, he stuck his fingers into the waistline and pulled them down to my ankles along with my panties. I didn't know what to expect and just leaned against the table waiting to see what he did next. We were well past our five-minute mark at this point, but none of that mattered.
Mike continued kissing his way around my lower body before working his way to my pussy. As he kissed his way between my legs, I instinctively spread them for him. He slowly kissed and licked my pussy, driving me insane. At this point I didn't care about anything and just wanted to get fucked. I was at the point that I just needed to feel a hard cock inside of me. He licked and ate my pussy for several minutes before stopping and spinning me around so that I was facing away from him. He then grabbed each of my ass cheeks and kissed and sucked on each of them before slowly kissing his way up my back to my neck. He stood behind me and began kissing and sucking on the back of my neck while reaching around the front of me with his left hand and squeezed each of my tits. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his lips as he sucked on my neck and that's when I heard the zipper of his shorts. I knew that there was no turning back now and that he was going to get what he had wanted for a very long time.
He continued working my neck and as he did he reached down with his left hand and began rubbing my pussy and took his shorts off with his right hand. I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my ass cheeks as he continued to enjoy my body. After a few seconds, he stopped kissing my neck and pushed me forward so that I was bent over the air hockey table. I instinctively parted my legs as he bent me over and basically invited him to take me. He grabbed his hard cock and began rubbing it against my wet opening. I couldn't take it anymore because I needed to get fucked and nudged myself backwards, causing his cock to easily penetrate my wet pussy. As he penetrated me, he slowly slid inch by inch of his hard cock deep inside of me. Once he buried his nice big cock inside of me, he grabbed me by the hips and began to thrust.
He started off slowly, sliding that hard rod in and out of me, allowing me to enjoy every inch of it. I enjoyed every second of it and began moaning for him to fuck me harder. He did just that and began picking up his pace. As he did I could feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming. After a couple of minutes of his cock ramming in and out of me like a piston, I began to cum very hard. My entire body shuddered as I came all over Mike's cock. He felt it and grabbed me tightly by the hips and began fucking as hard as I've ever been fucked before. As he was pumping me, I reached underneath between his legs and caressed his balls. That sent him over the edge and without saying a word he began flooding my pussy with his hot cum. He continued to pump in and out of me until he shot off every last drop deep inside of me. Once he was done, he pulled out of me and collapsed back onto one of the chairs from our table.
The two of us stood there for several minutes, catching our breaths and taking in everything that had just happened. Mike didn't say anything and waited to see if I was angry and was pleasantly surprised when I poured another shot and said that I couldn't wait to see where the rest of the night would lead us…