Time for some questions

If someone looked your way, there was no denying you blended pretty well within this shady back alley, you fit right in as another stupid bimbo getting it on with tonight's lucky boy.

But you weren't just any other stupid bimbo, were you?
You might have a vibe in your panties and someone else's tongue in your mouth, but sucking a stranger's lips for info didn't make a slut out of you, did it? Actually forgetting to ask questions was another whole deal, but you'd eventually get to it, right?
Well, for now you were busy enough making out with him and trying to breath whenever you could, not minding the hand greedily groping the freed tit nor the other caressing your slit while conveniently push the vibe against it. wriggling your hips in response to the stimulation was the most you could do in response to that whilst lacking the focus you'd need for a more drastic reaction.

It all felt so natural, his hands on your body, his tongue in your mouth, his lips against yours, the more it went on the more captivated you got with it till you almost forgot just why you came here for.
He was more than happy to just "fit in" and was sure he'd also "fit" pretty well and soon into you, but you... you had questions to ask.

You got carried away more than enough and it was actually just luck for you to suddenly ask yourself just why the hell where you making out with a jock whose name you didn't even know like an horny schoolslut on her first night out.

"W-wha-ahn... wait..." you managed to moan in one of those rare moments he slipped his tongue out your mouth to take a sip from his small steel flask. Damn, that was good stuff, but you couldn't spend any more time on this or you'll just fall into procrastination and push your question to a later which will never come.

"What, want some? Here" Before you could even say anything, his lips met yours as he shared the alcohol currently within his mouth, the booze flowing down your throat as you greedily swallowed while sucking his lips as if asking for more, more which came in the form of a tongue which entangled with yours for another whole minute before leaving you gasping again for air.

"Ah... mmm... wait... i'm still curious about that... you weren't just bullshitting back there, were you?" You managed to ask this despite the temptation to just leave it for later and just go again for his lips.
Martin, on the other hand, felt quite some surprise for you to be asking this again. Were you still thinking about that? Was his technique so lacking that you had the time to think about other things?
Even if the flood between your legs was from the vibe, how bad was he to fail despite that?

No, wait, you were the famous Sunny Brights, it wouldn't be strange for you to make things harder than they actually were.
This was most likely your last attempt to defuse the situation before spreading your legs.

"That was no boast, my bro own this place..." he said before smooching you lips, fully intent on slowly lull you back into the right mood while giving you all the answers you needed. Considering that you didn't even notice how your jeans zipper was down and a tit was popping out your top, he was doing a great job at that.

"We go way back, old pals like us..." if playing the bad boy was gonna ease his way into your panties, so be it "... we share everything with each other" Literally everything. In a way, they were real brothers... hole brothers, that is. There number of girls they shared wasn't low, though he wasn't planning to share you... not anytime soon at least, not if you went steady with him.

"Everything? Don't give me that shit, like he'd tell you about what really goes down behind the scenes" focused in your need for info, you didn't even think of including yourself in the everything he may want to share with his bro, instead goading him in spilling some insider secret... if he knew any. Well, horny as you were you didn't actually think of the possibility that he was indeed just bullshitting you... but even if he was, what would it matter? A stranger just scammed an heavy make out session out of you, nothing too bad... right?

Luckily that wouldn't be a worry tonight. He indeed knew a thing or two, and the alcohol made his lips loose enough to spill it out. Well, it also made both of you horny like rabbits in heat, so it wasn't like there was no drawback.

"Behind the scenes?" he said so while shoving his hands in your panties and jamming a finger right into your pussy, stirring you up vigorously and making you gasp aloud as he kept talking so you'd lose your timing for a complain about his actions down here "Don't diss me woman"

"I know lots about what happens behind the scenes..." while saying this he crept behind you, embracing you from behind while his finger down here kept making a mess out of you "The gang's getting pretty powerful around here, especially till they got that girl's backing and the casual guy joined in... they even hired that stud, i heard he's hung like an horse and keeps making porn stars out those sluts in spandex..."

Girl? Casual? Stud? The stud must be Stallion, no doubt about it, but the other two? You felt bad vibes coming from the casual guy he mentioned, as if something on the back of your mind was nagging about something, but the focus was actually lost due to his fingers wreaking havoc on your kitty.

You wished to get some control back, but he got another plan in mind as he kept speaking "I've been speaking about my bro quite a lot, but i've got my own questions too... like, is that a vibe you're hiding in your panties?"

The question got you off-guard and threw your thoughts into disarray, but he didn't let up and instead kept going "Horny slut, were you fishing for a man? Well, you found the right cock" You could tell he was fishing his prick out his pants, but his next words still made you freeze in ponder for much more than a single second "So, want to tell me why you got a vibe or want to hear more about my bro? Tell me the truth... want me to give you a tip?"