It was the drinks. It’s been a long time since I drank tequila as smooth tasting as that.
The group was generally pretty laid back. I knew them all from prior work experiences. They were a young and fun crowd, lots of laughing and kidding around. But nobody was known for behaving lewdly. Until now.
It was last summer and we were all dressed for the heat. Most everyone was wearing shorts and tank tops and tee shirts of various types. Karen was wearing a sports bra, which I thought was pretty nice looking. I tried not to stare too much, but she was fit and lean with strong arms tight abs, and I couldn't resist. She wore her boy shorts pretty low, too. That and the tequila was a bad combination.
By about 10:00, some of the group wanted to go out to the bars. I guess that the party was too boring for the younger guys, but I was enamored with Karen and voted to stay. We agreed to split up. It turned out that the other four guys and one of the girls left for the bars, leaving me with five young women – including Karen.
I challenged Karen to an arm wrestling contest. She accepted and countered by saying I had to take off my shirt. Now, I’m not a muscular hunk, but I’m pretty lean and have prominent veins that generate a lot of attention – assuming you like that type of build. I accepted and pulled off my tee shirt without hesitation. I asked Karen, “what about you?” indicating she should take off her top. “In your dreams, gramps!” she laughed.
We aligned ourselves standing on opposite sides of the bar and leaned over with our elbows on the counter. The outcome was never in question. I prolonged it for quite a while until she collapsed. But the other girls weren't playing fair. Laura and Darla started distracting me by teasing me and talking and laughing about my bulging veins. It was all in good fun as I held Karen’s arm steady and preventing her from advancing.
Laura did it first. She started feeling the veins in my working arm and traced them up the bicep to my shoulder. Her fingertips almost tickled but they were warm and soft. I started to say it was unfair when Darla grabbed my other arm and held it out straight for the other girls to look at. My veins were prominent on that arm, too, and they took the liberty touching and stroking it.
So that was the scene – I was shirtless, arm wrestling Karen who was wearing a sports bra and short boy shorts. I was easily keeping her from gaining any advantage, when the other four girls tried to distract me by holding my other arm and stroking it. But they don’t stop with my arm. They surrounded me, eight hands freely moving over my arms, neck, head and back. They stroked, rubbed, and prodded every inch of my upper body, even reaching around my front to stroke my chest. I admit it, I almost lost it when someone’s hand unbuttoned my pants and tried to unzip them. They tried everything to get me to collapse or release Karen’s arm in a forfeit.
But Karen collapsed first and everyone laughed at the attempted sabotage – including me. We all took another shot of tequila.
Then, Jenna challenged me, but said I had to take off my shorts first. Everyone laughed and shouted and taunted me to drop my shorts. I wasn't about to decline the challenge, so I took my already unbuttoned pants, unzipped them, let them drop to the floor and stepped out of them. All I was wearing was my little bikini briefs. That generated a lot of whoops and laughter from the girls and I said “challenge accepted!”
I stood facing Jenna, bent over and grabbed her wrist. Again, the outcome wasn’t ever in question, but this time was not really about arm wrestling. Immediately, the other girls swarmed me. They stepped up the sabotage by stroking every part of my body – this time including my legs. Laura and Caroline knelt by my sides and ran their hands up and down my legs. They coordinated their efforts by moving in tandem from my calves to my thighs. Together, they slowly moved higher to my bikini briefs and rubbed the front and back of my briefs, alternating between massaging and pinching my now hardening cock. Their other hands massaged my butt.
Karen stood behind me and reached around under my arms to stroke my chest and stomach, sometimes sneaking inside my briefs from the top. She kissed me on the neck and ears. Meanwhile, Darla lifted up her shirt, leaned over one of the girls at my side, took my face in her hands and turned it, smothering my face between her big, soft boobs. She rocked side to side, holding my face against one, then the other boob, rubbing her nipples over my face.
I was out of my mind. All I knew was that I had to hold Jenna’s arm firm. But the sensation of eight hands, two boobs and a pair of lips on my ear was unimaginable. Eventually, Jenna dropped her arm in defeat and I started to stand up in victory. But the other girls didn’t stop. Darla stepped back, withdrawing her boobies from my face, but Karen kept her arms around me. Laura and Caroline suddenly pulled my bikini briefs down and freed my cock from its confines before getting up. Karen finally let loose, too, and I stood naked before all five girls with my throbbing dick pointing straight up.
That generated screams and more laughter from everyone. I had been very close to losing my load when Laura and Caroline were on their knees rubbing my cock, and the only thing that saved me was my concentrated effort at holding Jenna’s arm. Now I was freed from all the stimulation and I was aching for more.
Jenna poured me another shot, which I feebly tried to decline, but she insisted by coming up very close to me and letting my dick poke into her stomach. I quickly succumbed to the faux pressure and downed the shot in one gulp.
Before I could say anything, Jenna attacked my face with a wet tongue kiss. She thrust her tongue in my mouth and then slopped it over my lips and nose and cheeks. She grabbed my dick and pulled roughly on it, while I fumbled trying to grab her tits through her shirt.
All the other girls were shouting, screaming, and clapping. When Jenna had enough, she stepped back and Caroline took her place. Again, wet tonguing and pulling and squeezing my dick. I quickly grabbed her tits and tweaked her nipples through her shirt and dropped one hand between her legs to probe her fleshy lips.
Shortly, Caroline stepped away and was replaced by Laura, then Darla. My dick was sore from all the pulling and rubbing, but it kept me from spilling my load. I managed to cover most of Laura’s and Darla’s bodies with my hands, rubbing, massaging and probing everywhere I could reach. My fingers found their way inside their shorts and I dipped them into their wet slits and deep inside as far as I could reach. Each of them instantly yielded to my efforts as I also tried to rub their clits.
As Darla finally stepped away, Karen called me to her. I turned as she stepped out of her shorts and pulled her sports bra over her head, standing as naked as I.
We attacked each other, kissing and groping and touching all over. Everyone was screaming again and laughing and making a lot of noise.
Karen pulled me down to the floor as she started to lay back. She positioned me in front of her and pulled her knees to her chest, giving me an easy, wet target. The other girls all stepped in close to us to watch and participate. Darla grabbed my dick and directed it into Karen’s womanhood. I don’t know who started stroking my back and butt as I entered Karen, but her fingers found my ass hole and probed as I pounded Karen.
I looked up and around. Darla was now also naked, standing above us and furiously frigging her clit. Laura and Caroline were naked and kissing each other deeply and exploring each other’s bodies. It must have been Jenna with her finger in my ass. Darla screamed loudly and suddenly started spurting liquid from her pussy. The warm shower sprayed and covered my face and gushed down onto Karen and Jenna. The stream seemed to spurt endlessly as she directed it all over my body. Jenna used the liquid lubrication to push deeper into my ass and I immediately let out a loud groan and started cumming deep into Karen’s pussy. Karen screamed and started convulsing in a body shattering orgasm, while Darla positioned herself over Karen’s face to finish squirting her juices on her. Slowly, Darla lowered her pussy onto Karen’s face for a pussy tongue bath. Karen stopped screaming and licked furiously as her convulsions subsided.
I pulled out and Jenna removed her finger from my ass hole. She held me and gently placed my tender penis into her mouth and sucked lightly as it became limp. The smaller it got, the deeper she took me until her nose was buried in my hair. Her hands gently cupped my balls as she sucked me clean.
Laura and Caroline stroked each other lovingly and watched and encouraged everyone else.
Eventually, everyone calmed down and finished their pleasures. We dried off from Darla’s shower. We were all blasted with tequila and I found myself being pulled upstairs and into a bedroom. The king size bed was small for six people, but we managed to pile on top of each other with legs and arms intertwined. We softly petted and lightly kissed each other until we all dozed off into a tequila fueled stupor.