Get a drink from TJ

Beth walked over to the kegs, cutting in front of the long line. TJ grinned when he saw her. "I was hoping you'd show up," he said, smiling from ear to ear.

"Well, I wasn't about to turn down your gentlemanly offer," Beth replied, sidling up next to TJ, and rubbing his cock through his pants. TJ motioned for one of his buddies to step up and continue running the keg, and asked, "Would you like a drink?"

"I'm not about to turn down that offer, either," Beth replied. TJ laughed again, a hearty laugh, then put an arm under Beth's legs and scooped her up. Before Beth really knew what was happening, she was upside down, TJ holding her legs, and her face next to the keg. Now that she was upside down, her sundress fell down and to the floor as easily as it had slipped on over her head not long ago. She felt the keg tap stuck between her lips and turned on, and she started drinking. Meanwhile, she felt TJ, still holding her up by her legs, lower his face into her pelvis, and begin to eat her out.

The person running the tap was ruthless, and gave her only short opportunities for breaths of air, as she gulped mouthful after mouthful down. She felt hands reaching out and grabbing her ass and tits, but did not care much, as TJ was quickly pushing her towards an orgasm with his flicking tongue. The blood rushing to her head made her feel dizzy, as she came she gargled out a moan, jerked her whole body a few times, then blacked out.

She awoke, probably no more than a few seconds later, to find herself being laid down on the floor behind the kegs. Her sundress, covered in beer that had escaped her lips, was thrown on top of her, and the football players running the kegs went back to serving drinks. After a minute of laying still, in the dark corner, Beth pulled the soaked sundress back over her head, and stood up. TJ noticed her movement, and turned towards her.

"That was a mighty fine kegstand there. You really tossed back quite a bit of liquor. If you need to urinate, just go outside - there's no running water in this house yet."

Beth nodded, and looked around. TJ wasn't done talking to her, though. "And, hey, I wouldn't mind it too much if you were hanging on the end of my cock. Do you wanna head upstairs with me?"

Beth looked around. There was a pretty hopping party going on downstairs, what with the dim light and the obvious drunkeness. On the other hand, the bulge in TJ's pants was looking mighty appealing, and she remember how could it felt in her pussy, earlier that day in the locker room.