I was in bra, panties and sheer stockings, he in his boxers; under the shorts his excitement for me was obvious. He wrapped his strong arms around my ...ody, pressed his erection against me and locked his mouth on mine. His tongue lanced through my lips where I tasted the sweet flavor of the kiss. He put his hands under the cheeks of my butt and lifted me easily off the floor then carried me into the room while our mouths mated. Chuck set me down and began to pull off what was left of my. " I reached over and wrapped my other hand around our stranger's cock. It was very hard and very warm. It twitched as I gripped it more tightly. Almost naturally I started to stroke his cock. Our stranger leaned into the wall with pleasure, giving me another ½-inch or so in length in my hand."Is that all you want to do?" Greg asked. "What do you mean?" I replied. "Don't you want to taste him?" Greg asked, quietly, licking my left ear.Why don't you do it, Greg? Take him. Suck him. I'd love to. I had bought a bottle and had planned to get drunk well alone. As if I was caught by the other guys I would be killed.As soon as I had started, I heard a knock at my door. I quickly hid the bottle under the bed and checked everything. I opened the door and it was Lekha. She asked me if I was free. She wanted to upload some of the pictures I had taken. I invited her in. As she sat on my bed, I moved onto the table to get my camera.She was moving her legs back forth when she clashed on my bottle. Usually, I'm not vocally explicit when I'm having sex. Of course, I moan and whimper, and that gets louder when I'm reaching climax. But, mostly, I leave the dirty talk to my lovers. It gets my juices flowing when I hear what they're going to do, how much of a dirty slut I am, and... well, you can guess the rest.Tonight was different. It was my turn to talk trash.Maybe the drink had removed my inhibitions, or perhaps I wanted it to be the best fuck Nick would ever have. Probably, it was a.