The party was already loud and messy when Lisa and her two friends stumbled in around midnight. They were all twenty-two, seniors who had skipped classes that day to start drinking early. By the time they hit the keg in the kitchen, each of them had already downed shots and a couple of beers. Lisa could feel the booze burning through her, making everything feel loose and hot. Her short skirt kept riding up and she didn’t bother fixing it anymore.
Her friend Megan was worse. Megan had her arm around Lisa’s waist, laughing too loud, pressing her tits against Lisa’s side every time she leaned in. “Fuck, I’m so drunk,” Megan slurred right into Lisa’s ear. “I need to get laid tonight or I’m gonna explode.”
The third girl, Tara, was already grinding on some guy on the couch. Her top was half off and the guy had his hand straight up her skirt, fingering her while she moaned like she didn’t care who watched. Lisa watched them for a minute, pussy getting wet just from the sight. She’d always been the quiet one, but drunk Lisa didn’t give a shit.
A tall guy named Jake pulled Lisa into the hallway. “You look like you want it bad,” he said, voice low. Lisa didn’t answer with words. She just grabbed his belt, yanked it open, and dropped to her knees right there.
His cock was already hard when she pulled it out. She wrapped her lips around the head and sucked hard, no teasing. Spit ran down her chin fast because she was sloppy drunk and didn’t care. Jake groaned and fucked her mouth, holding her hair while she gagged and kept going.
Megan found them a minute later. Instead of leaving, she just laughed and dropped down next to Lisa. “Share,” she said, voice thick. Megan took Jake’s cock when Lisa pulled off and shoved it into her own mouth. They took turns sucking him, tongues touching, both of them messy and loud. Lisa’s hand was between her own legs, rubbing her clit through her soaked panties.
Jake pulled them both up and pushed them toward the stairs. They stumbled into an empty bedroom. Lisa’s skirt was already around her waist. Megan bent over the bed first, ass up, and Jake shoved into her pussy in one rough thrust. Megan cried out, “Fuck yes, harder.” Lisa climbed onto the bed in front of her, spread her legs, and Megan started licking her cunt while she got fucked from behind. The wet sounds filled the room—slapping skin, slurping, moaning.
Lisa came first, grinding on Megan’s tongue, thighs shaking. Then Jake pulled out of Megan and flipped Lisa onto her back. He slammed into her next, pounding hard enough to make the bed creak. Megan straddled Lisa’s face so Lisa could eat her out while getting fucked. All three of them were loud, cursing, telling each other exactly what they wanted. “Deeper,” “Suck my clit,” “I’m gonna come on your cock.”
They switched again. Megan rode Jake while Lisa sat on his face. The alcohol made everything last longer and feel dirtier. Lisa came again, then Megan, then Jake pulled out and shot thick ropes across both their tits and stomachs. They didn’t stop there. Megan and Lisa kept going, kissing and fingering each other while Jake watched and got hard again. He fucked them both one more time before the three of them passed out tangled together, sticky and sore.
When Lisa woke up the next morning her head hurt but her body still felt used in the best way. Megan was already awake, grinning at her. “We’re doing that again next weekend,” Megan said. Lisa just nodded and reached between Megan’s legs again. The stories they’d tell later would be exactly this raw.
