Despite the drinking age laws, there was no shortage of beer, wine, and booze.Soon, it was time to time to decide who manned the booths. I don't know ...ow it happened, but my name was down for the "tummy kisses". It was a variation on that old game where two people went into a closet for seven minutes, except I was to stay in the "closet".The day came, and I was feeling no pain by the time rolled around when we were supposed to start. I was drunk. Everyone was by best friend. My first visitor in. And, he was hard." I asked, "Bigger, longer and thicker than Ernie or Dave?" She said, "Oh, yes, bigger than either of them."The other guys in the room backed away from her as Bobby positioned himself between her thighs, standing inches from her pussy but not attempting to penetrate her. He looked down at her and she said, "He asked me if I thought I was ready for this? I looked at him and as I did Ernie moved towards me with the poppers." He told me before Bobby really took her he would get. I slipped back to the bathroom, unzipped by jeans, pulled them down around my ankles, and began stroking furiously as I tasted her soiled panties.As I rapidly approached my orgasm, I wrapped her panties around my shaft and stroked with her juices. Finally, I pulled back and pressed the head of my cock into the crotch, right where her pussy had just been. Then a voice behind me said "Ahem! Having fun?" My heart felt like it stopped completely, but I was beyond the point of no return and shot. She pressed her body tight against him and they kissed as he cupped the cheeks of her sweet ass. She looked over at me, smiled, and said, ‘See what you’re missing. If you hadn’t shot your wad down Claire’s greedy gullet, it’d be you fucking my hot pussy. Now you’ll just have to watch while Stewart and I get it on.’ ‘Watching you two is going to be plenty of sex for me at the moment.’ That ended the conversation as Beth raised up and braced her hands against Stewart’s chest. She began to fuck.