Join "beer" pong

After the ladies hastily erected their tent with minimal issues gliding the poles through all of the slots and nailing the pegs hard and deep into the soil to anchor it down, Sarah and Dianna threw their bags and cooler inside.

"I am fucking thirsty," Dianna moaned as she sat in the tent pulling the bottles of orange juice and vodka from the cooler. "Its time to get this party started!" She continued as she poured the mix into a red solo cup and handed it over to Sarah.

She felt the heat rise in her cheeks and chest as the first gulp made its way down her throat. She closed her eyes and sighed with appreciation and felt herself begin to relax.

Dianna sat there staring at her for a moment, the trickle of sweat that made its way down her forehead and along her cheek before eventually dripping off of her chin and losing itself in her denim jacket.

Maybe she was staring too long as Sarah's eyes opened once more, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing," she said quickly before continuing, "let's see if they have room for two more," she said, gesturing towards the beer pong players. It looked like the latest game was nearing its climax, one side still had two cups, and the two men, relatively fit, one was wearing naught but a pair of shorts, had blond hair and a couple of tattoos along their athletic physiques. The other was a little shorter and held a bit more belly, but his arms were the size of the athlete's legs. He was slightly more tanned and similarly undressed. They were holding the balls and lining up their shots.

On the other side, the portable fold-out table stood two women in nothing but their knickers and a single cup. Both brunette, but that was where the similarities ended. The shorter girl was maybe 4'10 tops, her breasts were double Ds, and her butt held an almost rhythmic jiggle when she moved. She moved a lot. If you looked up the definition of voluptuous, you would find her portrait. In fact, she was intentionally shaking her ass in an attempt to distract the men from sinking that last cup and winning the game. Her friend was tall, almost 6', and was the epitome of slender grace, while she didn't have too many curves to behold, her beautiful thumb-sized nipples on her not-quite-handful-sized breasts were perky and at full attention. Her face held a practiced innocent expression while she stared the boys down and spanked the bouncing booty, sending ripples across it. The raging outlines straining against the fabric of their shorts showed just how effective the distraction was.

As Dianna and Sarah stepped forward, they watched as the first ball left the athletic guy's fingers and soared through the air. It nailed the rim of the cup before bouncing off the slender beauty's stomach and onto the floor.

Before anyone could go looking for the ball, the other one was in flight, arcing through the air towards the cup. Its aim was more true, and it hit the inside wall and began its spinning descent into the **** below.

The tall girl stopped spanking her friend's glorious ass and looked on in horror as it touched down into the liquor below.

The men erupted into a cheer and high-fived. "Hand 'em over!" they yelled at the girls

"Yeah, yeah, a bet is a bet," they said as the girls began to peel off the last vestiges of their clothing and pass their panties over to the boys, and began to chug down the last cup.

Sarah could see that the tall girl had a cute little landing strip about an inch long and half that wide above her pussy. The curvy girl she could see was shaved clean as they drew closer.

"Mind if we join you guys?" asked Dianna as they stepped up.

"Oh, it would be our pleasure." The stockier man said, with an outstretched hand, "My name's Jake, this is Trevor," gesturing towards his friend.

"I'm Sarah," and "I'm Dianna," came out of the girl's mouth at the same time, before looking over at the now-naked girls. The tall one was now draping herself over the shorter one, her arms wrapped tightly around her breasts, and was kneading softly.

"Kenda, pleased to meet you," the tall girl said, and a few seconds passed before the short girl yelped as Kenda pinched her nipple and looked over at the newcomers. "What? Oh, right, I'm Vanessa," she said with a sheepish grin before leaning back again and kissing Kendra on the neck.