After Party

He’d never seen Emily and Zoe this drunk before. He’d gotten to know these girls over the last couple years and although he had heard that they “went hard” he’d never seen it for himself. Helping them to a cab while they were both practically tripping over each other was something new. He’d hoped to get laid tonight but unless something changed it looked like he’d be headed home soon.

“Hey, Emily and I are headed back to my place to keep the party going. You should come too, I think Emily is getting frisky.” Zoe proceeded to make pelvic thrusts at him. This wasn’t what he was expecting but he agreed it might be fun. They all piled into a cab headed to Zoe’s studio apartment.

He was pretty sure that Emily was going to puke in the car but she made it the whole ten minute ride without an incident. Once they were up at Zoe’s place Emily got dumped on the couch and Zoe went to the kitchen to escalate things. She came back with three shots and a small black case. Handing one shot to him and putting the other two on the table she opened up the case and took out a bag of cocaine.

“Hey sleepy head, time to wakey wakey.” Zoe shook Emily till she came to a little. Zoe had the first bump lined up and more or less forced the shot down Emily’s mouth and then helped keep her steady as she went in for the hit.

“Well she’s not being fun. Hey want to see her little tits? Doesn’t look like she’s wearing a bra tonight.” He wasn’t sure how to take this. He wasn’t really into this sort of scene and only vaguely knew these girls were but of course he wanted to see her tits.

“She can be a real stuck up bitch, you know? So sometimes I like to bring her down a notch when she gets like this.” Zoe started to try to lift Emily’s shirt. Emily feebly resisted.

“The last time she came over it took two shots and a lot more blow to calm her down.” Zoe left to get another couple shots. She downed one and forcing Emily’s mouth open poured one into her.

He didn’t want to have to call an ambulance so he tried to slow Zoe down, “I’m I’m pretty sure she’s out but also, you’ve actually done this before?” That being said he was getting hard watching Zoe manhandle Emily.

“I’ve never had an audience before, but I don’t know, she always gets so much attention, its nice to fuck her over a bit.” Zoe was clearly also quite drunk, and it didn’t appear she’d be slowing down. Pouring one last round of drinks that she just set on the table, she tried pulling up Emily’s shirt but realized it was a unitard. She jammed her hand down Emily’s jeans and released the clasps. Emily barely acknowledged what happened. Working the top off she exposed Emily’s cute upturned A cups. He knew that Emily rarely wore bras and now it was clear why, there wasn’t much there but what she had going on was perfectly perky. He marveled at her soft pink areolas with cute tiny sharp nipples at the height of the upward tilt.

“Fuck her tits. I mean, we’re the same cup size and that’s what she’s working with.” Zoe looked genuinely upset at the site of Emily’s tits.

“Well take off your top and let’s see. I’ll take of my shirt too.” It was a weak response but she wasn’t aware enough to notice. Zoe started to fumble with her shirt and he took his off with ease. Zoe took another shot, then she removed her lacey bra, exposing her two saggy A cups with her huge nipples. They immediately reminded him of dials on a stereo. If he had those ugly tits he’d hate Emily too.

“Hey some guys can dig you too.” She wasn’t skinny, but she was fit so her body didn’t look bad. On the whole though, with her wide hips, broad shoulders, and small weird tits, she really wasn’t anything special.

“Yeah, fuck you too. Anyways, let’s get to this slut’s tits.” She pulled Emily down, cradling her head in her lap. Emily didn’t react any more than a slight murmur and a fluttering of her eyes. Zoe carefully poured a line on Emily’s cute perky right tit. Even with Emily on her back her tits still maintained more perkiness than Zoe’s ever did. Zoe bent over and snorted the line. Licking the residue from Emily’s tit, Zoe relaxed into the couch. Seizing the opportunity, he poured a line on Emily’s left tit. He dropped to his knees, Emily reeked of alcohol and sweat. Running one hand across her stomach and holding her head in the other he bent down and did his line. He took his time licking the residue from her tit, stopping to suck on her nipple. Zoe took his hand from Emily’s head and began rubbing it against her own crotch. She separated her legs to give him more access which dropped Emily’s head down at a weird angle. He lifted his head from her tit.

“So what else have you done to her when she’s stayed over?”

“Haha, we’ve done lots of fun stuff.” Zoe lifted Emily’s head off her leg and got up. “Like I said I’ve never had an audience so I’ll try to make it a bit hotter for you.” Zoe walked into the kitchen, and returned with a beer. Zoe grabbed one of the two remaining shots cheered against the beer “drink up” and downed her shot. He began drinking the beer, realizing that all of this excitement was sobering him up. Zoe returned with a shoebox.

“Hey, Hey, hey, you need to finish that quickly” She said gesturing to the beer. He suddenly realized that she had just had several shots on top of however many drinks guys bought her and Emily tonight. Judging by Emily’s state she shouldn’t be too far behind.

“Here, you crush it.” He said handing the bottle to Zoe, who absently took the bottle, chugged the remaining half and burped. Not a cute burp, but he was happy nonetheless, it appeared she was failing fast. Putting the bottle down Zoe opened the shoebox to reveal her personal collection of toys. She started unpacking the box, revealing her pride and joy, a double sided dildo bent in a U taking up the entire bottom of the box. Pulling it out it swung back to its full 20″.

“Holly shit Zoe, you really have had some fun” his erection was getting uncomfortable. He’d thought about fucking these girls before but he always assumed they’d be drunk and it’d be a one and done. Never in his life did he think he’d be in this position.

“Well, let’s see if she’s done anything special for the boys.” Zoe propped Emily back up to a seated position and made quick work of her jeans and panties. Still blocking his view she propped open her legs with pillows. Stepping back she showed off her passed out friend’s neatly trimmed landing strip, leading to what at one point would have been a cute little slit and a nice tight asshole.