Her current fuck buddy I were trading Jack Daniels shots while the girls were sipping on some mixed drink. I could tell by the pitch of her laugher that she was beyond drunk and she slipped off his lap more than once, flashing me a bit of her small breasts as she climbed back onto the seat. By the way she was rubbing and grinding on me, I could tell that Vanessa was also getting quite drunk, and feisty. "Truck" seemed to pick up on all these things, and kept shooting me these knowing glances as he slid the bottle back and forth across the table to me. His eyes seemed brighter than someone that was drunk and I wondered what else he had done before they had come over.
The bottle finally emptied and Vanessa announced that she needed a smoke. She climbed off my lap and I caught her just before she lost her balance. My arm went around her waist and slid up over her braless tits and my crotch pressed against her skirt-covered ass as I pulled her back upright. She gave her ass a little wiggle against my cock and looked over her shoulder at me and winked. I responded with one and lead her towards the back patio. As I opened the door, I glanced over my shoulder to see Truck basically carrying Kristen to my brother's bedroom. I shook my head and helped my drunken girlfriend to the bench out on the patio and sat next to her.
"Oh fuck." She mumbled
"My cigarettes are inside."
I breathed a big sigh and got up and wandered back inside the house. I walked towards the front table where everyone had left their things and moved past my brother's room. The curiosity got the better of me and I stopped and pressed my ear to the door. Inside was the unmistakable sound of bodies slapping and springs bouncing.
Regardless of my dislike for Kristen, she was still a hot piece of ass. The thought of her getting fucked by this scruffy looking dope head on the other side of the door excited me for some reason and I felt my cock harden inside my jeans. I could hear her moaning grow louder with the frequency of the squeaking and I found myself imagining what kind of fuck she was. Vanessa was pretty boring. It wasn't that she was bad, she just wasn't adventurous. She never gave head, never let me anywhere near her ass, and we rarely did anything other than doggy. We settled into a routine and I was more than ready to try something new, but she wasn't having any of it.
The pressure on my pants grew too much and I pulled my zipper down and released my cock. The excitement of the situation had me damn hard but I hesitated from openly stroking. The squeaking grew louder and I could hear Truck's grunting now as well. Just as I thought things might come to a climax, a voice called out.
"Hunny???" Vanessa called out from the patio.
'Damn woman.' I thought to myself as I stuffed my hard cock back into my jeans and grabbed her smokes off the table and walked back outside.
I sat on the bench next to her and handed the box to her. She fumbled with the top and finally withdrew a cigarette and put it in her mouth. I smiled as she fought with the lighter for a while. I eventually was afraid she would set her hair on fire if I waited any longer so I took it and lit her smoke. She took a deep drag and looked over at me.
"What are Kristen and Truck doing?"
"Fucking in Brad's room."
She smiled and took another drag. "She says he's a great fuck."
"I wouldn't know, he's not my type."
She laughed drunkenly and looked at me. "He is kinda cute."
"Yeah, if you like drunk crack heads."
"Awe, be nice baby."
"I am being nice."
She paused for a minute and took another drag. As she blew it out, she looked over at me again.
"Did you listen?"
A smile crept across her face. "Did you like it?"
She reached over and slowly moved her hand across my lap to my budge. When she found my lump, she looked up at me and smiled.
"You did like it!"
"Yeah well, I am a guy."
Then something unusual happened. She reached up and tried to tug my zipper down. She still had her cigarette in her hand so she wasn't making much progress so I lowered it for her. She reached in with her other hand and fished out my cock. It sprang upright and she stroked it lightly, looking up at me.
"You're really turned on. I haven't seen you this hard in a long time."
"Sorry baby, this is the first time you have jerked me off on the patio before." I smiled back.
She winked at me and did something else to shock me. She opened her mouth and lowered her head down on my cock. She never sucked be off, but suddenly she was bobbing and licking all over my shaft like a porn star. I grabbed the burning cigarette out of her hand and tossed it away as she slid to her knees in front of me, still licking and sucking all over my cock. I reached down and pulled up her shirt and her smallish braless tits came out and I rubbed my hand all over them. Just as I felt my balls start to tighten, she pulled off and pushed her shirt down.
"I think that's enough for now. I need another smoke." She said, climbing back onto the bench next to me.
I stared at her shocked as she lit another cigarette and took a drag like nothing had happened. I watched her for a moment, thinking she was teasing me, but she puffed away as if I wasn't there. I stuffed my cock back into my pants and walked inside, angry and horny as could be. As I walked towards my brother's room, the door opened and Truck walked out in just his jeans. He met my gaze and smiled.
"Having fun?" I asked He grinned and nodded "Yeah, she's a pretty lame lay, but it could be worse I guess." he said with a burp. "Bet your girl is a hot fuck ain't she?"
"Eh, she ain't bad" I replied.
"Ya well, you just gotta lay down the law with them and a bitch will do whatever you want em too." Truck said with a grin. "I wouldn't mind getting a crack at her some day."
I stiffened a little at that and he seemed to pick up on it. I walked into the kitchen and started to clean up a little. He followed me and leaned up against the wall watching.
"Yeah, too bad. I don't think that she's your type." I replied.
"Man, these bitches have had so much to drink that they would let anyone do anything they wanted to them. I bet you could walk in there and piss all over her face if you wanted to and she would let you."
I laughed a little and turned back to cleaning. "Yeah well, pissing isn't my thing."
"So you up for a little swap buddy?" I heard from behind me. I froze as what he said registered in my head.
"Are you serious?" I asked, turning around slowly.
"Sure man, I mean, I'm not that much bigger than you body wise, and like I said, these girls are so drunk they can't even stand up. They ain't gonna be able to tell the difference anyway. So whatcha say buddy, you wanna fuck Blondie while I try out ole Nessy?"
I was torn. Half of me wanted to slug the guy, but the prospect of a grudge fuck on my girlfriend's friend after what she just did to me was temping.
"Fuck it" I thought. "Your on." I said
"Cool man, you ain't half as lame as I thought." He said with a smile. He walked closer to me and dropped his voice. "Here's what you do. Tell your girl to get in bed with the lights off and strip and that you'll be there in a minute. Then I'll go in and have a little fun with her and you can give ole Krissy a try. Sound good?" he said with a grin.
"Sure" I replied.
"Cool buddy. I'll go back and get Krissy warmed up for ya. I'll be in a second and I'll try not to stretch your girl out too much." he said with a laugh, slapping me on the back before heading back to my brothers room.
I paused for a moment thinking about what I was getting myself into, but the booze was giving me the courage and reducing my logical powers so I headed out to the porch. Vanessa was still out there, sitting next to a full ashtray. I looked down at her as she gazed up at me with her eyes totally glazed over.
"You ready to head to bed baby?" I asked. She nodded and I helped her to her feet. On the way up, she rubbed her hand against my crotch.
"Wow, someone's anxious!" She looked at me and smiled.
"Maybe a little."
I pulled her close and kissed her, her mouth an interesting combination of menthol smoke and booze. Her mouth pressed against mine and our tongues met hungrily. Her hand moved down to my crotch and rubbed my cock as my hands gripped her full ass and squeezed it hard. She pulled away and moaned softly as my fingers dug into her ass flesh and I kissed my way to her ear; her weak spot.
"You ready to get fucked baby?" I whispered. She moaned her assent. "You going to be a good girl tonight?"
"Never." She hissed drunkenly, rubbing my cock harder.
"Good. Lets go."
I grabbed her around the waist and lead her back to my room. As we passed my brother's room, I noticed the door was cracked open and I swore I saw someone standing behind it in the shadows. I carried Vanessa inside and helped her to my bed and she fell down in a heap, wiggling around on the sheets reaching up for me. Her hands found the top of my jeans and it was all my strength to pull away. She groaned in disappointment and I leaned down and kissed her silent. We kissed roughly for a while and I pulled away again and leaned her head to the side.
"I got to run for a second, I'll be right back. You better be naked and ready to rock when I get back."
I pulled up and looked down at her and our eyes met. Even in the dark, I could see the pools of her big brown eyes and I faltered again for a second. I finally forced myself to turn away and walk out into the hallway.
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