Andrea, she gets him loosened up

Andrea's promise of teaching him how to live in the big city is too appealing to pass up, and Matt eventually voices his decision. "I'll... go with Andrea." The sheer size of her breasts and the fact that she's already proven willing to touch his virgin cock are undoubtedly factors that play a significant role in the decision as well...

"Great choice, Matty! Even if you're not too fond of your day job, I'll make sure ya love your nightlife enough to make up for it!"

Ignoring the displeased looks from Regina and Jenny, Andrea pulls Matt by the arm, as if afraid one of the other two girls will pounce on him before he makes it out the door. With Andrea's massive mammaries sandwiching his arm, Matt's only too happy to follow her as she leads him back to the VIP room.

The trip is short and something of a blur; it's hard to say if the **** or the soft feeling of Andrea on his arm is what has him more intoxicated. Matt vaguely hears a number of smirking women that they pass along the way tell Andrea not to 'break him' or to 'take it easy on the new boy', or other comments to a similar effect. Well, Andrea does seem pretty sexually aggressive, though it's embarrassing that they all seem to have him singled out as someone without much 'experience'.

"Don't pay 'em any mind." Andrea grins as they reach their destination, opening the door and tugging Matt in along with her. "They're just jealous I got to ya first. I'll have ta introduce ya to them all later. Ya might not realize it yet, but the girls around here have a lot in common with ya."

The room is rather small, with dim lighting, and aside from a mini-fridge, the only furniture of note is a rather fancy-looking couch - though only the raised back lets Matt know it is in fact a couch and not a bed. In truth, there's more room on it than any bed Matt's ever slept in.

"Nice, ain't it? Lots of room." Licking her lips suggestively, Andrea goes to the fridge, pulls out two beers, and hands one to Matt. Taking a seat on the the couch, she pats the spot next to her until Matt seats himself as well. "Drink up. You'll have more fun if ya loosen up."

Though he's already had more than he usually does, Matt takes large gulps of his beer alongside Andrea. It's hard to tell the bare-breasted woman with H cups that he can't handle his **** as well as her after all. Everything's a little fuzzy, but he must not be too out of it, as his erection feels harder than it's ever been before.

After they've both put away one last drink in a remarkably short period of time, Andrea leans over and practically pushes her tongue into his ear as she whispers. "Pants off, Matty boy. Let's have some fun." Her breathy voice is full of aggressive sexual desire, making pre-cum leak from Matt's cock just thinking about what she might do.

He struggles out of his pants with more concern for speed than looking graceful about it, and before he knows it, Andrea has her tongue buried in his mouth, the piercing giving him an odd ticklish sensation as she kisses most of the remaining sense out of him. Her hand reaches down to his cock and squeezes it teasingly. He moans, all the remaining thoughts flying out of his head.