A horny cheerleader.

"Trish and I ran into a girl we think you'd be interested in," your sister says. You can smell the **** on her breath and the odor of marijuana on her clothes.
"Yeah, well that's great Heather, don't think I don't appreciate it. But, it's fucking three o' clock in the morning!"
Your sibling laughs loudly and you can hear somebody stumbling around downstairs. "She's here right now, you dope." You sit up and turn on a lamp as Heather continues, "it's Mara Benson, the cheerleader you've got the hots for. She's drunk, horny and downstairs! You want to get laid or what?"
If you hadn't been giving your sister your full attention before, your are now.
"So she's going to run up here and fuck me? Just as simple as that?" you say.
"Just about," she replies.

You hear a loud and slightly slurred voice call out from below, "so where is this hot guy you and Trish were talking about?" It's the voice of Mara Benson alright. "SSssshhh!" Trish responds giggling.
Your sister gets up off your bed and wobbles ever so slightly, unsteady in her four inch heels. "Get dressed and come downstairs. She's so drunk and after the build up we've given you she'll be ready to fuck by the time you say hi."
You pick your jeans off the floor and slip them over your boxers, then grab a clean shirt out of your dresser. "Let's go," you say and followed your sister down the hall to the downstairs.

When you get to the foot of the stairs you see your sister's friend Trish leaning against the entry wall with her high heels in one hand and holding Mara steady with the other around the blonde's waist.
Mara turns from Trish and towards you. "Is this the guy?" she asks.
"Yeah, that's him," Trish replies. Your sister's friend wears the proverbial "little black dress" and black nylon stockings. She wears her dark brunette hair short with spit curls. She reminds you of a real life version of Betty Boop. Mara is wearing a blue angora sweater, black skirt, and black platform shoes with a square heel. She has her wheat colored hair up in a bun on the back of her head.
"Hi, baby. Wanna get lucky?" Mara smiles dreamily at you and walks unsteadily to your side. Trish and your sister snicker. "I just broke up with my boyfriend and I really want to get laid." Mara says to you, slipping her arms around your neck and kissing your neck.

This girl is obviously smashed and while you've dreamed about getting in to her pants, you're not sure this is the way to do it. You have no doubt the result will be pretty ugly in the morning when she sobers up and realizes who she jumped into bed with the previous night. Especially after a breakup. Mara reached over and slipped her hand into your pocket, grabbing your cock and whispers into your ear, "I'll do anything you want me to, sweetie." She then proceeds to slip and fall to one knee so you carefully helped her back up. She smiles, "you girls can join us if you want. I don't care."
Trish breaks out into a loud belly laugh and your sister answered that she doesn't want to spoil Mara's fun. Blowing a strand of hair from her face, the blonde looked you in the eyes and softly says, "do you wanna fuck or what?"