The Boys

I let out a soft sigh, deciding against going for my clothing, as the offer is too good to pass up. I feel each of the guys grab ahold of my hands, pulling me gently toward the bar. My breasts bounce merrily as I'm slowly pulled over with them.

I find myself wondering if anyone is noticing my complete state of undress, but decide not to look; if only to save myself from the panic it would cause. As I'm pulled forward, I glance over at Sasha. She smiles at me, and waves at me. I watch, helpless, as she tucks my clothes into her purse and sits down at a table near the bar.

I'm pulled back into my own predicament as they give me a friendly tug, causing me to make a large step to keep my balance. My exposed boobs bounce merrily in the process, and I can feel my ass shake hard as I'm propelled forward. I notice goosebumps forming on my exposed breasts, and my nipples becoming hard. At least, I tell myself it's just the coolness from the AC.

I hear Sasha laugh behind me as I'm set down on one of the stools. I find myself being placed on the lap of the man I made out with before, his left arm casually wrapping tightly around me. I moaned softly, tipping my head to one side as he kissed the left side of my neck. I was quite aware that, despite it all, just how wet my more intimate self was becoming. My cheeks became flush with colour, and my eyes fluttered as he kissed me again on the neck, and I heard myself laugh, surprised by the attention.

I feel his hand clamp down on my right breast, causing me to gasp loudly. I heard chuckling from several around me, as people on both sides made their attention to me obvious. I tried to make it look like I did not notice them, even as I expected they were ogling my nude form, only to find myself looking straight at the amused gaze of the bartender.

"Look at the naughty little thing you found. She's naked already, and you've yet to put any drink in her." He winked at me, and I watched him quickly pour some drinks for all three of us. A woman tending the bar near him looked our way, a smirk clear on her face, making it clear she saw me. "Blimey, look at the knockers on that Slut, and naked as she was born."

I heard more than a few chuckles and snorts in reply, and my cheeks heated up, making my embarrassment clear. Drinks arrived, frothing and in large mugs. I tried to hide my cheeks behind mine and became aware of the eyes looking my way as I did. The pair chuckled then and felt a pinch on my breast, soon followed up by one of them commenting, "A bit eager, isn't she?"

As I started to take it in, I heard a response, "What do you expect? She strips naked easily enough!" Laughter erupted at my expense, before clinking their vessels together and taking a gulp themselves. It was a thick, rich brew, and as I swallowed it down, I felt it travel down my throat as if trying to burn its way through me.

I gasped then, surprised as his buddy suddenly upended my mug upwards, causing my drink to start pouring quickly toward me, forcing me to drink at a much faster rate than before. They chuckled then, as likely did others nearby, as he **** my mug to remain tipped to one side. I gasped and moans softly through it, but he did not let up until I had drunk it all.

The bartender came back then, amused, and looked at my cup. "My, you really must have been eager ... you down it already! Guess that means you need more." Before I could respond, still catching my breath, he filled it up to the top with more.