by MF Isaacs
NATALIE
If I had to guess, Curtis is hoping I will indulge in some tequila. He doesn’t know what he’s asking for, I tried to warn him. I have purposefully stayed away from tequila since making the decision that I wanted more out of life than I’d been getting. We’ve had a few drinks together, but nothing more than a beer or two. Tonight is the first time we’ll be letting loose, it should be eye opening for sure.
We arrive at Steve and Hannah’s right behind Calvin and Sierra. We were busy unloading all the food and drinks when half the phones in the room buzz with a text alert. Those with buzzing phones all laughed, apparently, Luke and Amy bailed on spending the evening with us. They had the house to themselves and planned to take full advantage of the alone time.
Drinks were served and appetizers galore; the two pregnant ladies congregating by the food. The guys grabbed a couple drinks each and made their way downstairs to the fully furnished game room. Before he went downstairs, Curtis poured those who were drinking a shot of tequila. He held his shot up to mine and with our eyes locked we each tossed the drinks back. He sucked a lime and quickly shared the juices with a tongue tangling kiss. His hand was back on my ass, gripping it firmly just like he’d done at the store. Apparently, even without me telling him, he was fully aware that I loved it when he did that. Before he walked away to join the guys, he released his hold on my ass only to slap it instead. Both gestures got my blood pumping and I know he could feel my heated gaze watching him walk away.
The pregnant and completely sober girls didn’t miss a thing, they watched the interaction. Sierra smiled and Shelley quickly looked away. Just like that, my mission to push Shelley’s boundaries was underway. I knew better than to mix up margarita’s this early, I’d be completely trashed and possibly topless before the New Year hit.
The conversation quickly turned towards babies and weddings. With the one shot of tequila coursing through my system I felt restless, which meant I didn’t want to talk about babies and weddings. While they talked, I drank. Hannah must have sensed my feelings because she quickly diverted the conversation toward a new topic.
Photography, more specifically toward the idea of us having boudoir photos done for the guys. She grabbed the photobook that she’d given Steve as a wedding gift. The photographer was amazing; it didn’t hurt that Hannah as the subject was gorgeous. As I flipped through the book I saw the variety of shots including some with Steve in them. They were hot. I could appreciate that both Steve and Hannah were attractive, but it was more the thought of Curtis and me being in those pictures.
I couldn’t hold my tongue, tequila may have influenced my mouth to speak, either way the words were out before I could stop them. “Damn that’s hot. You have your own printed porn. Were these taken sober? I could totally do this after a few shots of tequila, but I’m not sure I could do it if I was sober.”
Hannah laughed before admitting, “We were drunk on lust. That was before our wedding, so we were still virgins.” I remembered that Curtis had told me about them waiting for their wedding.
“No fucking way! You’re clearly riding the O-train in this picture. Damn I’ve had pictures taken while getting it on, but they certainly weren’t done by a professional. The best I got is from a cell phone camera. Probably didn’t help that it was in the middle of a party and the lighting sucked.” Tequila, I blame tequila. Sierra and Hannah thought I was funny, I am sure they wondered if I was being truthful and sadly, I was being 100% honest. Shelley sat back with her expression masked, I had no idea what was going through her head.
Luckily, Hannah was drinking right alongside me; her filter was slower to fall than mine. We called the guys upstairs when we decided it was time for another shot of tequila. I was clearly on my way to drunk and if I was going to crossover to the inappropriate side of things, it was best for me to do it with Curtis present. When the guys made their way upstairs, it was clear they’d had more than just one shot and two beers each. Hannah quickly explained that there is a fully stocked bar downstairs.
The look Curtis gave me as he made his way toward me in the kitchen made me feel sexy. I tried to ignore him as I poured the tequila, but he didn’t care about the tequila, he only cared about me. I took two shot glasses as he pulled me into his hold, “One for you, one for me.”
He shook his head before telling me, “You can have them both.”
“No way Jose. If I’m having one, so are you.” He grabbed one glass and tossed the shot back and dropped the glass on the counter, without taking his eyes off me. I slowly followed suit and set my glass next to his on the counter. “You having fun with the guys?”
“I’d rather be having fun with you.” He didn’t lower his voice and he didn’t shy away from gripping my ass again. He pulled my lower half, cast and all, into him; I hope for his sake that his dick hasn’t been hard this whole time. “I’d rather be naked with you.”
Naked reminded me of the photobook. “Did you know Hannah had naked pictures take for your brother?”
“Babe, unless we are talking about you being naked I don’t want to think about it. I especially don’t want to talk about it because I know my sister went with her. I’m not an idiot, I know my sister is pregnant but I’d rather not talk or think about how that happened.” I laughed because out of all the guys, I expected him to be the least bothered by the idea.
I slowly turned so I was facing the group and he stood behind me. He kept his hands on me, rather than gripping my ass he held my hips as he slowly rocked himself into my ass. I quickly glanced around to see if anyone was paying attention to us; I found the same thing I had at the grocery store, Shelley was watching us and Jimmy was watching her. The other two couples were too busy caught up in their own games of foreplay.
When Curtis brushed his stubble covered face up and down my neck, I allowed the visible shiver to ripple through my body. My nipples were desperate for friction and my pussy was pulsing with a need to be filled. The movement of my hips encouraged him; I was no longer concerned with Shelley or her boundaries. I was only concerned with Curtis filling me up. Fuck oysters, you want me to get in the mood, give me tequila. Thankfully, he was thinking along the same line, “Let’s take this to the bathroom.” He didn’t wait for a response; he just used his hand on my lower back to push me in the general direction he wanted me to go.
Lost in our need for each other, we didn’t lock the bathroom door. We were lucky to get it closed all the way before his dick was out and my pants were coming down. My ribs long forgotten and possibly numbed from the alcohol, I held onto the counter, bent at the waist and pressed my exposed core back eager to be filled. “Don’t tease me. Fucking fill me.” He doesn’t follow my request; instead he slaps my ass with his leaking cock. After smacking both cheeks he guides himself up and down my core. Desperate to be filled, I tried to push back on him only to have him slip further away from my opening. “Fuck me damn it.”
His gaze finally met mine in the mirror as he slowly pressed himself inside. I couldn’t be concerned with the moan that I am sure echoed in the tiled bathroom. His hand held my hips as he increased the pace of his thrusts. I could feel my ass jiggle each time his hips made contact, the tequila told me it looked hotter than it probably did. “Fucking hot Babe. Watching your ass bounce each time I slam into you. I wish you could see it.” I couldn’t respond, I was too turned on to talk. I was so close I know he could feel the fluttering of my orgasm as it built.
He released my hips but only to take one cheek in each hand and pull them apart, fully exposing my puckered ass for his viewing pleasure. The thought increased my arousal and I was quickly lost in the pleasure of my orgasm. I tried to slam myself back onto him, to increase the force of him hitting my secret spot. He quickly released my ass to pull my hair with one hand and forcefully grip one breast with the other. My whole body shook from the orgasm, his forcefulness only increased the intensity.
I opened my eyes just in time to watch his face as he filled me with spurt afte
r spurt of his cum. When he slowed is pace, he held himself deep and our eyes connected in the mirror. “So fucking good. You are so fucking sexy. I just shot a load and I’m ready to go again.”
I laughed when there was a knock on the door; clearly, we’d forgotten we weren’t alone.
CURTIS
I can’t wait until she is fully healed. I can’t wait to flop her around and fuck her hard. I can’t wait to bury myself in her ass. I can’t wait to use all her toys. I just got done fucking her in my brother’s bathroom with half a dozen people down the hall and I can’t wait to go again. Wanting her has nothing to do with Jimmy, it has nothing to do with people hearing us; it is all her.
I wasn’t embarrassed as I opened the bathroom door. There stood Shelley, her cheeks pink and her eyes curious, “Sorry I need to use the bathroom and this is the only one I could find.”
“No worries. I hope we entertained you while you waited.” I winked as I moved around her; she was still frozen in the doorway. Natalie slapped my arm as she moved around Shelley as well.
I chuckled as I grabbed Nat’s hand a pulled her down the hall to join the others. I couldn’t find it in me to be embarrassed by our activity. My girl is fucking sexy and I can’t keep my hands off her. It wasn’t like the others hadn’t done something similar at Luke and Amy’s house. But leave it to Steve to call us on it, “You gonna name the baby you just made in my bathroom after me?”
Nat didn’t miss a beat, “Only if it’s a girl.” Everyone laughed.
Shaking his head, he told her, “You suck.”
“I do and I swallow.” She was cracking up as she waited to see if he was going to respond. Thankfully Hannah distracted them both by offering fresh drinks.
After eating enough to soak up some of the alcohol, we moved the party downstairs. We teamed up guys against girls to play pool. Steve and I played against Hannah and Natalie first, but only after we agreed that winners got to pick their prize. Natalie was quick to tell me she wanted her car back if they won. I’d been prepared for her to request a sexual favor, not for me to return her piece of shit car. I laughed, because I’d honestly been willing to lose on purpose if she requested something good. Not going to happen now.
I made my way to her so I could touch her as I told her what I wanted. I wrapped one arm around her waist and slowly swirled my other finger around her nipple. It was hard before I’d even made one rotation. Her back stiffened, the motion pushing her breast ever so slightly into my extended finger. Here I was trying to turn her on and drive her crazy, the reality is having her in my arms and touching her was turning me on just as much. She pulled me away from my fantasy when she asked me what I wanted as a prize. “When I win, you have to get your nipple pierced.” I pinched her nipple hard and instead of saying ouch or something along those lines she moans from the back of her throat. I felt the sound vibrate throughout my entire body and suddenly I didn’t feel like playing pool.
I didn’t even listen to what my brother and his wife had on the line. She could have cut him off for week and I still would have been committed to kicking their asses. Not only was I not giving her back the damn car, I couldn’t stop thinking about seeing her nipple pierced.
As soon as the game started my girl got a little sassy, “You know how much I drank in college?” I just smiled at her, I knew where she was going with her comment. “I used to play for drinks. I was drunk more often than not. I think I only paid for drinks two or three times.”
Steve was prepared, “You blow the bartender to pay him off?”
She laughed as she flipped him off, then proceeded to run the fucking table. She took her fucking time, swaying her hips as she rounded each corner. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. When her ass was facing me, she’d bend further and distract me with the roundness. When she was across the table, I swear she pulled the front of her shirt down to show me the cleavage that spilled from her bra. It was a good thing she ran the table because I wouldn’t have been able to walk around with my dick as hard as it is.
After sinking the eight ball exactly where she said she would, she handed my brother the pool que and walked into my open arms. “Double or nothing? Just you and me. I’ll let you start. If you win, I’ll pierce them both. If I win, I get my car back and you stop pretending the Discovery is mine.”
Everyone heard her, they all knew what I had on the line so suddenly it wasn’t just me against her it was guys against girls. “Oh you’re on Hot Stuff.” I stood up and was instantly in her space, I wrapped my arms around her. I gripped her ass and pulled her into me as I pressed my stiffness into her. Making no mistake about how turned on she makes me.
“Let’s go horn dog. We wanna see her kick your ass again.” Fucking Sierra. I flipped her off and got the game started.
I wasn’t a pool shark, but I’d played enough to hold my own. I broke the balls, sinking one solid and one stripe. I studied the table before calling stripes. I took two more turns before missing. Before she took her turn, Hannah poured her a shot of tequila. She sucked it down and worked her way around the table. After clearing everything but the eight ball she slowly made her way toward me, “You really want me to pierce my nipples?” I realize then that she ditched the pool cue somewhere because she’s currently cupping a boob in each hand. My eyes are drawn to the movement of her fingers; she’s frantically pinching and twisting her nipples. I can’t help myself, I tug at the bottom of her shirt and she knows exactly what I want. “I’ve had just enough tequila to think playing topless is a good idea. If you don’t want that to happen I suggest you stop pulling at my top. You want a peak at the girls? You can play with them for just a minute while I drink this here shot that your sister just poured for me.” Fucking hell she’s trying to kill me. I take one in each hand and still there is enough to spill over, her boobs are soft and squishy and turning me on. I pull her shirt down just enough to expose her cleavage and I lean in enough to motorboat the hell out of them. She backs away laughing and as soon as she turns back toward the table I smack her ass hard. My only hope at winning right now is to get her distracted.
She is busy lining up her shot, one I’m sure she can make with her eyes closed. She’s entertaining us all with her sass and doesn’t disappoint when she pauses right before taking her shot. “Here’s the thing Babe, I don’t have a problem piercing the girls for you. But, I’ve seen it done before and it hurts like a mother fucker. If I’m hurting, guess what? You’re not going to get to play with them. So, I think it’s in your best interest if I win. That way, your access to the girls is not interrupted.” She winked right before she made the game winning shot. The girls went crazy cheering for her as the guys had fun giving me shit.
I pulled her now drunk ass into my lap as the rest of the group took turns playing pool. As the night wore on, the drunk got drunker and the pregnant ones got more than they bargained for. I was thankful that my sister was one of the pregnant ones, I would never want to watch her do the things Hannah and Natalie were doing. I certainly wasn’t complaining that Nat was giving me a lap dance, the only thing that could have made it any better was if we were alone and she was naked or if she didn’t have the cast on. I love the confidence she has and the way she moves her body. I had no regard for our audience, I used one hand to hold her hip so I could pump mine into hers and I used the other to squeeze her tits and play with her nipples.
NATALIE
With about an hour to go for the year, Hannah pulled out the photo booth props she’d gotten for the party. We took turns snapping pictures of the couples and then had the guys take some of all us girls together. The pregnant ones looked much better than us drunk ones, totally expected. Apparently, McMann’s have fun family traditions that Hannah wasn’t willing to let slip by just because their folks weren’t here. Each person had to share their favorite memory from the ending year and their biggest hope for the upcoming one.
Calvin gladly went first since he was expecting this. “Best memory from this year, it’s tough bec
ause it’s been the best year of my life. I will, however, pick our wedding day and my biggest hope for the New Year is an easy delivery of a healthy baby.” I loved seeing the loving looks shared between Calvin and Sierra.
Sierra went next and expanded a little on the same things that Calvin just said. “My best memory for this year is more than just our wedding, it’s the witnessing of our love and my brothers’ as well. My biggest wish for the new year is that our happiness continues.”
Drunk Hannah went next; I think she might regret a few things come morning but right now watching her is funny as hell. “I can’t tell you my best memory from the year. It’s private. Actually, it’s not that private; it was all caught on film. And, I’m pretty sure the girls already know.” I watched Steve as he waited to see if she was going to spill it. “So, that one time in Vegas when Steve asked Mary to take pictures while he proposed and instead he ended up”