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“Fiffy dollars to the one who cumsthe best!” slurred Nate as he slapped a twenty dollar bill down on the table. I gaped at my drunk friend. I had just spent the past twenty minutes trying to get him out of the bar without making an ass of himself. When he veered off to to approach these women, I had hoped he’d blurt out an incoherent pick up line and I’d be able to get him back on track with minimal awkwardness. The stunned looks on the three women’s faces told me getting out of this wasn’t going to be easy. The three women looked at each other, the money on the table, Nate and myself, then back to each other. Nate stood there, looking smug and generally aloof. Trying to get the situation back under control I reached for the money and opened my mouth to start apologizing, when one of the women grabbed the cash, holding up the twenty dollar bill. “Fifty dollars?” she asked, the playful smile on her lightly freckled face and twinkle in her brown eyes suggested she was more offended by the bungled offer than the offer itself. Startled, Nate realized his error and swore to himself as he frantically pulled crumpled bills out of his pockets as the woman’s two friends expressed their outrage. “Megan, you can’t be serious!” said her blond friend, turning to the plump redhead who placed Nate’s initial offering back on the pile of bills. “If you think I’m going to put on a show for some drunk pig just because he’s offering a few dollars, well, you’re just wrong.” “Exactly,” chimed the woman with the caramel colored skin and straight black hair as she leaned forward to enter the conversation, “Besides, that one’s so drunk I doubt he’ll be good for much. The other is kind of cute though,” glancing at me briefly, “But I get the feeling you’d just keep him all to yourself and we’d be stuck listening to the two of you all night.” The red head laughed lightly, dismissing her Bostancı Escort friends concerns. “Well that’s the point ladies. I don’t mean fucking that guy, I mean that in all the time we’ve been living together I haven’t even heard so much as a breathless gasp out of either of you. Good lord, am I the only one having sex in our house?” “Yes!”replied the blond emphatically while the black haired one just laughed and added. “At least when other people are home. Some of us do have a sense of decency after all.” The redhead leaned forward slightly, her eyes mischievous. “I’ve got fifty dollars that say neither of you can cum as loud as I can.” As her two friends looked at each other, Nate leaned over and whispered in my ear. “What’s happening? Is this happening? What’s going on?” “Shut up shut up shut up.” I hissed back quietly, watching the three women. With an air of finality the brunette downed the rest of her beer and announced “Fuck it, I’m in. That money is as good as mine Meg.” “Well,” said the blond, blushing slightly as she lowers her eyes to take a delicate sip of her drink, “It has been too long since I’ve gotten myself off.” With a laugh Meg hugged her tightly while their friend eyed Nate and me. Nate turns to me, his dumbfounded expression just slightly more pronounced than my own. *** At their apartment Nate and I were sat on opposite ends of the couch with a beer for him and a glass of water for me and the prize money set between us. A folding chair is placed in front of the flat screen TV, and after a brief discussion some soft love ballads were put on. The women discussed the rules, then retreated to their rooms. I don’t think I paid any more attention to what rules were agreed upon than Nate did. A few minutes later Meg and her friend Dana came out of their bed rooms wearing bathrobes. Nate cheered enthusiastically, Bostancı Escort Bayan though quickly trailed off when all the ladies did was smile politely and take seats in arm chairs around the room. We sat in silence for a few moments before Meg called out, “Come on Liz, we’re waiting.” with Dana adding. “Show us what you got sexy.” Liz poked her head out of her bedroom, face already flushed, long blonde hair hanging loosely around her shoulders. She took a deep breath and closed here eyes, then strode out into the room. We all cheered wildly with Nate adding an unneeded “Show your tits.” She reveled in the attention, teasing a little by revealing one shoulder, then both, then finally letting the robe drop. I think the fact her friends were cheering louder than Nate and I was what convinced her to finally settle in the folding chair. I could see the nervousness in her bright green eyes start to give way to excitement as she slowly looked around the room. We all seemed to hold our breath as we watched her sitting there, head down breathing deeply. The red flush of her cheeks started to spread down her neck, across her chest, her pink nipples taking on a darker red hue. I was convinced she was going to get up and leave, bring this contest to a sudden end. Liz opened and closed her legs a few times, squeezing them together as she ran her hands along her inner thighs. Finally with a soft sigh she spread her legs open, her smooth pussy already wet. With a movement so subtle I almost miss it she trailed the tip of one finger along her wet lips , lightly biting her lower lip as she ran her other hand along her thigh. With quick, delicate, motions she rubbed at her lips, slowly moving her other hand up to her smooth stomach. She started lightly stroking her clit next, slowly moving her hand up from her stomach Escort Bostancı over one of her ripe breasts , arching her back. Her moans became a little louder , sliding her hand back to rub her lips. Then with a gasp she plunges a finger into her pussy. Her finger moved quickly inside her , sweat forming on her forehead, her moans coming steady and low. She squeezed her breast , tugging on her nipple, then lowered her hand to rub her clit. Back arched, pushing her hips forward, her eyes were wide as she watched herself. “Finger your ass.” shouted Meg. Liz didn’t respond beyond a shy smile and a slight twitch of her hips. She did, however, slip another finger into her pussy, moving both hands quickly. Her moans kept getting louder louder, juices running out of her. Her orgasm was proceed by a brief “Oh god,” a slow steady whine escaping her lips as her whole body tensed, and then a series of panting gasps as the tension drained out of her. She moved her hands from her body, letting them fall to her sides as she panted for breath, her legs spread and her pink , swollen, wet lips clearly on display. After a few moments, her eyes opened slightly, and she smiled a bit shyly. Once she had donned her robe again, Meg stood and hugged her tightly, kissing her quickly on the cheek. Liz seemed shy as she sat down. I think she knew she didn’t have a chance, but as I watched her it seemed as if she wore a satisfied grin. I didn’t watch her for long, since Meg was walking around the chair, motioning for us to cheer her on. Liz and Dana cheer her wildly as I clap, not quite sure what to be doing with myself. I was rock hard from Liz’s performance, and since Meg had egged the other two into this contest I assumed she had something special in store for us. She posed before the chair, made eye contact with each for a moment, then threw her head back as she spread her arms and let the robe fall to the floor. She held this pose for a moment, letting us marvel in the splendor of her curvy body, her tightly curled red hair hanging behind her. As our cheers grew louder she turned around facing the chair bent over and spread her ass cheeks to let us all see the butt plug twinkling there.

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