Beer Pong Action

The ball hit the rim of the cup, threatening to bounce off before falling inside, giving a small, splashing sound.

“CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!” the surrounding crowd chanted and Jessica pulled a face as her heart sank.

She had not intended to participate in a game of beer pong, instead she had initially tried to move around the house, beer in hand, and spot a familiar face. However, as she made her way past the beer pong table, Lena, a buxom brunette economics master student, had spotted her and her evening had taken a turn.

At first the girl had just wrapped her up in conversation as they watched a double wrap up at the table with a team of two chubby, geeky looking guys in their early twenties taking on a duo of Norwegian exchange students.

Not wanting to feel isolated any longer Jessica had welcomed the girl's advance and as they watched the geeks and the Scandinavians battle it out Lena and she had gotten familiar with each other, the other girl telling her about her field of study while Jessica did her best not to give much away about herself, one eye still checking the people passing through the room in hope of spotting Luuk.

When the geeks had finally managed to sink the ball in the last cup and the Norwegians had downed their cups of punishment Lena had kicked it all off by taking her hand, suggesting to go up next.

Initially Jessica had been **** to play the drinking game, but her hesitation was quickly dispatched when Lena argued that the winning team was easy pickings now since they had already played three games in a row and, seeing the two chubby boys sway slightly and lean up against the table, Jessica had allowed herself to be convinced.

The first game went rather well. Jessica managed to sink a few balls and Lena played well and ultimately the pair of girls managed a slim victory under the cheers of the growing crowd, high-fiving and hugging each other in victory. It was when the, now even drunker, boys demanded a rematch to regain their honor that things got more complicated. Again, Jessica had been ****, wanting to go look around, but the combined pressure of Lena, the opponents and the surrounding crowd was enough to finally convince her.

The second game was a disaster. Jessica's and Lena's first couple of shots were unlucky, just missing the target while it was the exact opposite for Dick and Oliver, who made four of their first six shots. Then the beer they had downed in the first round kicked in and the girls' aim got gradually worse, so now they were down to two cups, one of which had been hit now, both more than a little tipsy, while only Jessica had managed to sink one shot.

Her tummy protested as Jessica lifted her cup, fished out the ball and lifted the cup to her lips. Glancing in resignation at the nine filled cups on their opponents side she started to drink, already feeling shaky on her feet. Wanting to get it over with she tried to throw it back, but in the end she just succeeded in spilling part of it, making it run down her chin and down her cleavage, causing even more cheers.

“Fuck!” Jessica slurred, swaying as she carelessly tossed the empty cup away. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand she as she aimed and shot, missing the cups by a mile.

“Fuuuck!” she giggled drunkenly as the male-dominated audience cheered. Lena, just as drunk as she was, laughed.

“Y-you suck, Jessssi!” she mumbled, nudging her partner in the side and the two girls laughed.

Sure enough, Oliver aimed and hit his target with a 'plop', leaving Jessica and Lena on the loosing side.

“Sh-shit!” Lena muttered, angrily glaring at the ping pong ball swimming in the cup as once again the “CHUG!”-chant filled the room, “I- I can't drink that! I'm gonna... puke...”

“Rules are rules, quitter!” One of the Norwegians exclaimed from the sidelines and the crowd agreed.

“Exactly!” Dick grinned, his chin wet with beer, “You want out though?! Then we want to see some tits!”

The audience hollered, loving the suggestion, slapping the geek on the back as Lena looked at him, less enthusiastic.

“N-no wayy!” she slurred, swaying, before hastily bringing up her hand to cover a burp. Jessica snickered, her drunken mind trying to come up with a comment to counter the chauvinist remark, but blanking when all of a sudden she felt Lena step behind her and put her hands on her shoulders.

“IIIIIEK!” Jessica's shocked shriek was drowned out by the crowd's cheers when Jessica's partner betrayed her without warning and roughly yanked the straps of Jessica's yellow sundress off her shoulders. The actress' eyes widened in shock and she froze, unable to do a thing as her dress was suddenly pulled down off her shoulders and down her body, causing her bare, golden tits to bounce free.

“How about thooose!” Lena slurred as the crowd exploded in approval as Jessica, wide-eyed, stared down her body at her own breasts, exposed for everyone in the room to see, her little hazel-colored nipples poking pertly.

“Y-you bitch!” Jessica gasped after she had to take a few seconds to digest this turn of events, treating everyone to a good, long view before she quickly yanked her dress back up to cover her modesty.

For a second she was mad, but the feeling passed into drunken amusement when Lena drunkenly giggled.

“S-sorry... no fair, I know!”

“Fuck you, skank!” the blushing actress laughed, lifting the cup, “You're still drinking this!”

Lena's face dropped and Jessica laughed along with everyone else at the disgusted look on her face as she hesitantly put the cup up to her lips.

“CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!” Jessica chanted with a drunken grin as Lena carefully sipped the cup.

As the buxom brunette put the cup down Jessica immediately saw that she had had enough and after a second the girl's whole body twitched, her eyes widening in alarm. Her hand flew up to cover her mouth and without another word she turned on her heels and sprinted out of the room with Jessica laughing along with the crowd.

Her laugh silenced however when she turned back to the table and found herself facing nine filled cups: the loser's tribute, which she now faced alone. Now the crowd laughed at the look on her face.

“I can't... can't drink all that!” it was now her turn to stammer.

“Don't worry, we'll help!” Oliver winked and for a second Jessica thought they would take a part of the load off her, but that hope vanished when someone laughingly grabbed her and led her to a chair, sitting her down with an even more enthusiastic male crowd now tightly forming around the very tipsy actress who looked around questioningly.

“No!” her eyes widened in shock when Oliver stepped forward, a big orange funnel in his hands that was connected to a short bit of tube.

“Open up, hands behind your head!” the chubby kid grinned, waving the device in front of Jessica's horrified face.

“No way!” she protested, shaking her head vehemently.

“Look!” Dick said jovially, “Loser's fee! We paid. Everyone else paid. You gotta pay too: How about this though! We'll let you off after chugging four cups, alright?!”

Jessica hesitated, looking around the drunken, male faces surrounding her.

“A-alright!” she finally agreed, wanting to get this over with and the crowd cheered.

“Good!” Oliver smiled and lifted the funnel again before repeating. “Now hands behind your back and open up!”

Reluctantly Jessica complied, gingerly putting her hands behind her back before leaning her head back and opening her mouth, allowing Oliver to put the tube between her lips. It tasted like plastic and the dregs of the beer of the last use.

With wary eyes she watched as Dick approached her, a beer in each hand, and and the chants started again.

“CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!”

She closed her eyes as it began and the first beer was poured down the funnel. Her eyes clenched as it flowed into her mouth and she quickly tried to swallow, but it came too fast and she coughed, beer running down her chin and dribbling down her body, soaking her cleavage and dress in front of the men's appreciative eyes. Instinctively her hands came up to stop the action, but somebody she couldn't see intervened, catching both her wrists and pulling them back into position, now holding them there.

Oliver adapted his pouring pace to allow her to catch up and under the crowds cheers Jessica, eyes still closed and utterly covered in cheap beer, down three beers in such quick succession she didn't even know when one beer ended and the next started.

As he poured the fourth beer down the funnel Oliver silently gesticulated towards the rest of the cups, a wide grin on his fat face and once the fourth beer was finished the fifth, sixth and seventh followed suit.

Jessica, already drunk and with her eyes closed had no idea what happened as the men, cheering, fed her all nine beers and once those were done they cracked open two more bottles and added them down the starlet's throat until she couldn't take it anymore.

Suddenly bucking wildly, Jessica ripped her arm loose from the stranger's grip, unable to take it a second longer. Blindly she slapped the tube away from her own mouth, showering her face in beer in the process as she coughed and spluttered.

“I-I'm sorry, guys!” she gasped, her speech now heavily slurred, as she wiped the beer of her eyes and stood, almost falling over, “I... gotta go...”

With that she staggered out of the room, barely hearing the crowd's laughter.