Drunk & Naked

I gasp, feeling his arm tightly wrapped around my naked body, perched somewhat precariously upon his lap. I find myself drinking down this one faster than I'd expect, and my mind races with all kinds of erotic ideas, with any thought of why not rapidly vanishing. I take a rather big swig then, surprised as his hand caressed my side, and I giggled erotically, my mind racing through all the erotic possibilities.

Sasha laughed then, snapping a photo of us together, showing it from her phone, before declaring, "Oh, I can't wait to share this!" I hear laughter from those around me, and I find myself joining in. I feel hands on my back, reaching down to the small of my back, and as I look, I see an attractive young to, maybe middle-aged woman staring back, with lust-filled eyes, before she walks by, joining a small cadre of friends at a nearby table.

He gives me a squeeze, and I feel his crotch upon my leg, separated from me solely by his jeans, making me all the more aware of his hard member upon my leg. Our eyes meet, and I giggle softly, taking another sip, and we kiss. The Bartender fills my cup, his free hand going to the back of my head, our bodies intermingling as the passion of our contact increases. My right hand is placed on his shoulder, and our tongues touch as we kiss passionately. I feel my exposed breast, notably my nipple, rub against his shirt, causing my mind to race with erotic thoughts.

Once our lips finally do let go, I find myself quickly going back to the drink, laughing as I sit in his lap, my mind not only not giving one thought to how exposed I was, but actively hoping my nudity would be seen - why not? Let them stare, right?

As I'm thinking that, I feel him bounce me in his lap, and I laugh as I find myself facing him, my arms wrapped over his shoulders, my breast bouncing before him and the crowd. "Hey, we're getting it off quite well so far, so ... want to go back to my place and take it to the next level? Less, of course, you want to do it someplace nearby, and possibly less private, of course ...." He smiles at me, erotic desires plastered on his face. Those nearby hollers and hoot, several catcalling, as he bounces me in his lap.