Incest Seduction/Start drinking with your girl posse

"You know what else? Everyone else is drinking, so... I want to drink too! Girls? Who wants another drink? I'm buying!"

The girls all scream their support and hug you. A drunk guy nearby also shouts and tries to join in to feed off the energy of the group hug but your girls shoo him away. It's in that moment you realize that in the few minutes the girls have spent with you they've insulated you from the rest of the party. You're not getting the same level of awkward and unwanted grabby attention anymore from the other partygoers. You're part of their flock now and you're never felt safer.

Bolstered by your posse and happy to show your appreciation, you lead the girls as you all sing and dance your way down the stairs to get some fresh booze. You intentionally overpay Dave, because he deserves some of your tips too, and he mixes up a new round of drinks for the girls all on you.

He's surprised when you ask for something too. Dave makes you a cosmopolitan since you don't know what to ask for. You've been serving drinks all night but you've never had one before. The name of his idea sounds classy but it ends up in a plastic cup like everything else which ruins it a little. Then it hits you that you'd really like to try doing a shot with someone. When the other girls realize you've never had a shot of anything before they all go in with you and turn it into a big event. Lana insists on buying you your first shot and Trish gives you a quick rundown on the tequila tradition.

"Okay! Lick, shoot, suck! You got it?"

"Yeah! I'm good at all of those things!"

Dave pulls out some glass shot glasses for this momentous occasion. then gives you a countdown to amp you up even more. The other girls blow through their shots wit hease, but even just licking a handful of salt throws you for a loop, let alone your first taste of tequila. It puts you a step behind but the girls cheer you on as you bite into your skinny lime wedge. However Trish, a stickler for protocol, is unhappy that you were out of step with them. You have plenty of money though so you throw some more on the counter and Dave pours you all another round. This time you pound it back right in time, yelling each of the steps before you do it to keep everyone together. You slam your used wedge onto the bar top with a shout. Trish screams that they've busted your shot cherry and spanks your exposed bum making you yelp and giggle.

The girls spend some time hanging out with you at the bar but the longer you spend not waitressing the more people who end up coming to the basement to order their own drinks. As the traffic increases and a line forms at the bar, all with you just standing around chatting, Dave basically tells you to fuck off and stop taking up space. You feel a little bad to quit working like this, but you're definitely done. You've been waitressing for hours, Cam is likely too stoned to care anymore, and now that you have found your own clique you just want to have fun! You tell the girls you're going to officially join their party and they all cheer and hug you.

"Wait! Wait! Dave! Before we go! How many shots can I get with this?" You yank a handful of bills from one of your lacey armbands and wave them in his face.

"Enough to put you on your tiny ass."

"That's perfect!" Trish shouts. "Don't be shy Davey! Hook us up!"

Since you're cutting in line, you give a little extra again just for Dave and he loads you up to make sure he gets rid of you for as long as possible. He gives you full bottles of vodka and tequila and a bowl of limes along with five shot glasses. The group of you dance back up to the kitchen ready to party hard. You get a huge rush knowing you could do anything now! But ultimately you lean on your girls since they know what they're doing.

Emily wants to do some lemon drops now that you have vodka, so the girls raid the kitchen for lemon juice and sugar. You all dance and sing after the latest round of shots, arguably much tastier than the tequila, having your own little private party in the corner of the kitchen. The music is coming from the living room and overall the kitchen is quieter than it or the basement so your rowdy crew ends up chasing some people away who are way too chill to be swarmed by a harem of exuberant drunk girls.

You're starting to feel so good after all these shots. You thought you felt sexy before but dancing with a group of college girls is something else. You were a sexual object before now but with them you feel genuinely sexy and appreciated, safe and loved. They hug you and dance with you and don't make you feel the least bit weird about wearing a literal half of a dress. They joke about it, but it's all in good fun. The thing is it's not just about feeling sexy, you feel grown up too. These older girls aren't shy about their sexuality and they encourage you to let it all out. While dancing you press yourself into their bodies, grind your bare ass against them, and shake your hips with your arms in the air. They all laugh and shout as you push harder and harder, giving back whatever you give them.

You notice at some point that only Emily and Lana are dancing with you. Trish and Denise have tucked themselves against the kitchen counter. At first it looks like Trish is kissing Denise's neck, then you see her dip down and bury her face fully into Denise's boobs. That's when you notice the lime wedge in Denise's mouth. When Trish comes up she sets a shot glass aside and takes the lime wedge away with a kiss.

"That's kinda hot," you mention to Lana.

"You wanna try a body shot?" she asks.

Trish, turning back to the rest of you, takes the wedge out of her own mouth and shouts. "Yes! Yes! Me first! Let's do this!"

Already undoing her jeans, Trish hops up onto the island of the kitchen and lays down in front of you. She shimmies her pants and panties down to her hips to expose all of her midriff before lifting her shirt up to her bra, giving you an unfettered view of her body from her pelvis up to her ribs. The girls all crowd around wanting to be included. Denise puts a lime wedge in Trish's mouth while Emily licks and salts Trish's sternum. Lana grabs the tequila and pours just a little on Trish's stomach to fill the eccentric girl's belly button.

"Go for it Kim!" encourages Emily.

You dive in with a smile, gingerly licking some salt and then slurping Trish's belly. But Lana keeps you slurping as she keeps a steady little drip of tequila splashing onto Trish's stomach. You probably get more than a full shot out of it but you are happy to lick Trish's belly a lot regardless before going up to get your lime from her mouth.

"Woo!" yells Trish. "I love it! But you have to do Dee Dee now!"

"Huh?" you ask confused.

Trish lifts each of Denise's boobs and repeats, "Dee Dee!"

"She's a double D," clarifies Emily. "Sort of a nickname, but not really. Trish is just in lesbians with Denise."

"Oh, you mean in love? Like, they're gay?"

"No. Trish just gets like this when she drinks." Emily shares this while leaning into you, her hand rubbing your lower back right above your ass. "But why not, right? It is a party."

Trish meanwhile has been whispering to Denise, the two of them giggling. When they pull apart Denise strips her top away and then pops her bra off to reveal her bountiful dark chest. She cups her round tits with her hands, squishing them together and covering her nipples with just her fingers.

"Step up shortstuff!" commands Trish. "You're going to taste Dee Dee valley!"

Trish pours vodka down the middle of Denise's chest forcing you to bury your face between her tits to lap it up. It turns into a vodka motorboat, Denise playfully bouncing her boobs against your cheeks as you make long repeated licks up her chest. By the end you're all laughing and joking and carrying on, but you're apparently not done drinking liquor off of people. Emily ends up pulling you away from Denise's tits but she's not actually saving you from anything. "Okay! Okay! It's my turn with Kim!"

Denise now has to put herself back together but Emily takes no time to get lewd. She lifts her cute little short sleeved collared dress up to her waist, hops her butt onto the island, then keeps lifting. She manages to hike her dress up over her chest, forcibly bunching the garment up under her neck. Once she's done she's holding her perky and considerably smaller tits much like Denise was (although Emily is still bustier than you are) and the only other thing covering her very slender pale frame is a slinky red g-string that would put yours to shame if you still had it.

"C'mon Kim! Small tits need licking too!"

Giggling as you lean over her you lick the slight underboob of both of Emily's breasts. Trish comes in with the salt and sprinkles along the path you licked. The tequila wielding Lana splashes Emily's belly and Trish passes a slice of lime which Emily jams into her mouth.

"Fuckin ravish me Kim!" mumbles Emily past her lime.

You sensually lick and kiss the edge of Emily's petite tits then dive down to her belly button and tongue her wet little innie. She was hiding a belly button piercing under her dress and you lick and suck around her jewelry joyously, Lana having to fight with you for space to pour more tequila. With that fight she ends up splashing booze all over Emily's stomach and you happily chase it, lapping up the tequila running over Em's sides and along the edge of her g-string.

"Whoops!" Lana notes very loudly as she 'accidentally' splashes booze right between Emily's legs, soaking the front of her tiny panties.

"Lana!" Complains Emily, removing her lime from her mouth.

"Oh lighten up!" laughs Lana. "Now guys will really want to eat you out later!"

"I don't care about a boozie coochie! I just don't want it on my clothes!"

You're not sure if Lana expected you to follow that splash but you aren't deterred. You have already dove in to start sucking the front of Emily's g-string, licking and nibbling on the thin red patch of fabric. Laughing, Emily opens her legs to give you room to work, but she doesn't even let you finish before sits up and pulls your face up to hers so she can kiss you, quite passionately. The lime is missing, but you imagine a hint of citrus on her breath past all the alcohol.

"Stop hogging her!" Lana whines. "I'm thirsty!"

Emily hops down and is quick to strip off her panties and grab some papertowel to pat herself dry, apparently serious about not smelling like tequila. Lana meanwhile helps lift you up onto the counter, your bare ass hitting the now wet counter with a light smack. You notice quite a few people are watching this drunk girl circus with interest from a distance like visitors at the zoo.

When you lie back you look down and are suddenly concerned about the straps running up your body. They are on either side of your belly button and you are worried they'll get in Lana's way. So you pull them apart to try to make room for her. That pulls the halter strap off of your nipples since they only float on the string tied under your ribs. Separating the straps also pulls your skirt higher since that part is attached. So then you try to pull the skirt up kinda like Emily did, but the whole thing is just frustrating you. After struggling for a moment you undo the string behind your back and push your half a dress all the way to one side, letting it hang off your neck like a lacey cape over your shoulder and leaving your lithe little body utterly naked in the kitchen of a house party. That's fucking perfect. You're starting to feel hot anyway.

Planting her hands on her hips, Lana smiles at you warmly. "Kim, you're just so much fun, aren't you?"

"Yeah!" you agree with a giggle, laying back and stretching out your legs. "Now lick me!" you order with as much confidence as you can muster.

Lana isn't shy, but she's as much a stickler for protocol as Trish. She chooses to salt your nipple, which isn't difficult since your hands are well above your head and out of the way. But she is very professional about it, licking just long enough to tease you before taking her shot from your belly. She's so polite about it, slurping sweetly but thoroughly, far from gaudy and just making your skin tingle before coming up for a lime. You're more than a little disappointed she's done because you're really horny and want these girls to do weird stuff to you, too.

What do you want them to do?

• Lick your pussy
• Sit on your face Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 06:23, 30 November 2020 (UTC)