Fuck everyone

I thought through my decision. I figured Monica might be the one, and then I’d never have sex with anyone else again. I would take this opportunity to have sex with as many women as I could. The last time I saw Jess, I had sex with three different women. This time I was going to beat that.

I prepped a little and thought about how it might go down. Monica thought it was a little weird when I suggested we watch Magic Mike. After the movie, I did a few moves on her to judge her reactions. She thought I was being silly and didn’t get turned on by it.

I bought some tear away pants, and some very tight revealing briefs. Meg also told me the theme of the party was masquerade, so I bought a mask that covered half my face. Despite all this, I came to the conclusion that my plan needed one main factor: everyone to be really drunk. I texted Meg my plan so she could help coordinate.

Once I got to Memphis, I stopped by a liquor store before I checked into the hotel. I bought tequila and a bunch of limes. Once in my room, I cut up the limes into slices. Meg texted me.

Meg: Come over whenever. We’re all ready and drinking before we go out.

I grabbed my supplies and headed over. Music already vibrated through their door. I knocked. Meg opened the door. Despite her feathered mask, I could tell it was her. I could recognize her big puppy dog eyes, and thick auburn hair anywhere. She smiled, then said loudly, “Looks like we have a special guest who brought some tequila!”

I walked into the room, and there were ten women scattered around, wearing fun party dresses and decorative masks. They all looked gorgeous. I was down to fuck any of them. I said, “I’m ready to get drunk and naked. Who’s with me?”

The ones who heard me cheered. The hotel suite was nice. Everyone gathered into the main room. Jess sat front and center. She wore the most elaborate mask that her red hair sprang out of. She wore a short white dress that really showed off her legs.

Meg put on some appropriate music and I started my dance. I ripped off the buttons tearing off my shirt. Then I danced some more and then ripped off my pants. I said, “You girls look thirsty. Have some shots on me.”

I laid down face up on the coffee table. Meg brought over the supplies: salt, tequila, lime. She licked my chest and poured some salt on it. She poured a shot of tequila into my belly button. Then placed a lime wedge on my underwear bulge.

Meg started it off showing everyone how it was done. Lick the salt off my chest. Suck the liquor out of my belly button. Suck in the lime from atop my bulge. Don’t use your hands.

They got really into doing the body shots on me. It became where there was a girl on either side of me, and they raced to see who could do it faster. Some of the women were very generous with the amount of lips they put on my bulge, leaving behind wet marks on the briefs.

Jess was especially slow and sensual with her licks and sucks. Her friends gave loud Ooos and Aaaahs. Jess said, “What? I’m just enjoying this hot bod before I’m chained down.”

Then one of Jess’s blonde friends changed things up. Before she started her shot, she kissed me. And not just a peck, but a deep kiss with lots of tongue. Then proceeded to take her shot. This started a competition of seeing which girl could kiss me the best. Not everyone joined in, but enough did to know there were a lot of single women to choose from.

Finally I sat up and said, “I’m thirsty now. Who would like to be my shot glass?”

They all chanted “Jess! Jess! Jess!” She finally agreed and then laid back on the table. She pulled her white dress up past her belly button, exposing her pink underwear that said “Bride” in white lettering. Her tummy was pale and freckled. I licked a spot above her navel and dashed some salt. I poured a shot into her belly button, and Meg put a lime on Jess’s underwear.

I licked the salt, sucked up the tequila and ate up the lime. Jess giggled then got up. She said, “Amanda, your turn. We need to get this man drunk.”

Amanda laid back on the table. She was the blonde that first kissed me. She lifted her dress. She wore a lacy banded thong. She was not rail skinny like Jess. She had wide hips, and thick thighs. After prepping the shot, I kissed her deeply before taking the shot off her body.

I must have done shots off six more women. They were getting more handsy and into it as we went. My ass kept getting smacked and my dick was getting squeezed. I tried to keep my hands to myself, but it was difficult.

Jess stood up on a chair and said, “Enough shots, show us that cock!” They all cheered. I stood up in front of them, my body sticky with lime juice and ****. The briefs were already tight, and now were wet. It was a relief to take them off.

My dick was happy to breath. It had been scrunched up too long. I flopped it around. Jess whoo’d, clearly enjoying the show. She waved me over for a closer look. She took my dick into her hands. She patted my cock head like it was a puppy. She asked, “Who else wants a closer look?”

Several women stayed away, but a few stepped up and played with it. I took note of everyone that grabbed my dick, putting them on my list. I felt pretty good about the night ahead. The group started getting ready to go out. I redressed in my destroyed clothes.

Jess asked across the room, “Hey Chandler. Do you want to go out with us? You’re basically a part of the group now.”

“Yeah,” I replied. Of course she knew it was me the whole time. I’m sure she remembered my voice at the very least. “I gotta get cleaned up first though.”

“That’s cool. I’ll text you what bar we’re at,” Jess said and then blew me a kiss.

I walked back to my room. A ripped shirt, no underwear, pants that I only partly buttoned up. So far the night was going as planned, everyone was drunk, and there were several women who were interested in me.

I stepped into my room. And two seconds after my door shuts, I heard a knock.