A Friend in Need

"Really?" I asked, somewhat surprised at his answer since I was serious considering this one, "what makes you say that?"

"Curiosity," he admitted, "you're wondering what might happen if you got drunk with us. What I said before got you thinking...and now you're curious. You're pretty sure that you won't end up naked but you're not 100% sure...and that's got you to thinking."

"Is that so?" I asked skeptically, not letting him know how close to the mark his assessment was. "What if I told you I was thinking about number three because I wanna meet your friends?" I asked playfully.

"I'd say they're gonna be happy to meet you," he offered, as he put a little more pressure on my tits.

I was really nervous and I didn't come out and say it right away but after another couple of minutes of having my already highly aroused nipples pinched and pulled I spoke up, "gimmie my suit and call your friends," I began, "tell them I wanna do some drinking."

After spending so much time naked it felt kind of strange to be dressed again, to feel the suit pressed tightly against my tits, flattening them down as well as the lining pulled tightly between my legs. The other oddity was Scott's friends. An hour after meeting them I was still on my second beer and they hadn't even come close to putting a hand on me unless you counted the handshakes when I was introduced. They were surprisingly polite for a bunch of teens and about their only flaw was their inability to look at me without first looking at my tits.

"Lemme guess," Scott began once we were alone. The guys had ventured off to pee, leaving the two of us behind, "not what you expected?"

"No," I admitted.

"Kinda figured you'd be naked by now?" he laughed.

"Not so much," I joked, "but I figured I'd be drunker than I am."

"We were just getting to that," he assured me, "I mean I told the guys you wanted to get drunk and they've been wondering what's up with the delay."

"And?" I asked, eagerly, maybe too eagerly.

"I told them when they gat back we're gonna have you do a shot line to kinda get things started," he advised.

"A what?"

"You'll see," he laughed and after taking a look around he playfully pinched at my tits. I didn't stop him until I heard voices nearing.

Once the guys were back, Scott made his announcement but it wasn't until he and I were walking up the beach that he explained the term 'shot line'. I said I wanted to get drunk and this would get me on my way. In our wake the guys were spread out along the beach, standing in the shallows about every hundred feet. Each had a Jager bomb in hand. All I had to do was run to each guy in order and drink the shot that had for me. I gave Scott a big smile when we reached my starting point.

"So did you make this up for me?" I asked playfully, before we kissed softly.

:Actually no," he answered, "I saw it on spring break," he added, "but that shot line was like ten dudes long and all the chicks were wearing bikinis."

"Well thank god I'm not wearing a bikini," I laughed, as Scott put his hands on my hips and pulled my lower body against his.

"My cock is so hard just thinking about you running in a bikini," he purred in my ear.

"Is that what this is all about?" I asked in a seductive tone as I worked my hand between our bodies so I could feel his cock. He was as hard as a rock, "or are you thinking about how drunk I'm gonna be after I do this?"

"You're gonna be shit faced," he promised, as I groped at his cock and after allowing me to rub and grab his erection for a minute he leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "just so you know, when this comes off," he added, while mischievously tugging on my shoulder strap, "I'm locking it in my car and you're gonna experience your first nude sunrise...of course sunrise is four hours away but I think we can find something to do to pass the time."

I began trembling as he said it and I was still shaking slightly when we kissed. After our lips parted he headed off to take his position in line. Scott would be the last person I got to. His shot would be the last one before my final dash to the towels. The longer I waited the more nervous I became. I was consumed with doubts but nonetheless when I heard Max, the closest guy in line to me, scream go, I forgot about my inhibitions and started running. My feet splashed in the water and I ran as fast as I could toward him. I was close enough that I could see his silhouette the entire time. I was kicking up a ton of spray and despite my tanksuit my tits were bouncing like crazy. I stopped in front of him and took the cup. I was panting heavily but with him calling for me to drink it, I sucked it down. I handed him the empty and took off. The water level rose and fell as I headed for my second stop with Max at my side.

"C'mon Cindy," he called out, "you need to fucking pick up the pace."

"I'm trying," I called back. I never realized how far a hundred feet was to run until I had to do so with something shouting for me to run faster. I was out of breath by the time I got to Curtis and it was all I could do to accept the cup. The pair urged me to drink and I succumbed to their pressure since it was part of the fun. I gave the empty back and with the two of them running at my side, we headed for the next guy in line. The shots took about no time to hit me so by the time I was pouring down the third, as the guys cheered, I was starting to feel it. The water slowed my progress on the next leg and every time I slowed the guys called for me to run harder. I was starting to feel even more inebriated and as a wave rushed in, I stumbled and crashed into the shallow water. For the first time since our opening handshakes the guys put their hands on me. The grabbed my arms and pulled me up. Once I was standing they prodded me on. I was running as hard as I could but my increased laughter and decreased motor skills were hampering my efforts. I couldn't believe I was only halfway done!

I sucked down my fourth shot and with my entourage now at four I ran for the next guy in line. Curtis and Alex were on my right and Max and Kenny were on my left as I plodded through the shallows. Their voices rang in my ears as they shouted encouragement. The depth continued to change and like I had on the last leg I ended up face down in the water before reaching the fifth guy. It couldn't have been but a minute or two since my last fall but I felt like I was so much drunker. This time the guys didn't pull me up but instead they stood around me and called for me to get up. I was laughing like crazy. It was all I could do to get onto all fours before falling flat on my face a second time. This brought forth more laughter and then a new round of shouts for me to get up. I spent damn near five minutes struggling before I finally got to my feet. I was so dizzy by the time I got to Will's shot station. I took the cup and chugged the contents before handing it back and taking off. I could see Scott in the distance but long before I got there a wave wiped me out. I went down with a splash and rolled onto my back, laughing like crazy.

When I looked up after I recovered there were five guys standing over me, calling for me to get up. I struggled to get onto all fours and then upright but after a handful of steps I was down again. The guys were shouting play by play for Scott since he wasn't there to witness me floundering in the surf. Scott was right, I was drunker than I'd ever been and I knew it was gonna get worse! It took me forever to get up and when I resumed moving there was no running. The long delay as I tried to get up allowed the shots to catch up to me, so when I set off for Scott I was staggering badly. It didn't help having the guys jogging at my side, shouting for me to run. I was laughing like a lunatic by the time I got to Scott and the last shot of my run. I poured it down and a moment later I was lying face down in the water after falling. I was serenaded by laughter and calls to get up. I did and after managing a few more steps I went down again.

I never imagined I could get this drunk or that I would want to. Until tonight my drunk days were a thing of the past, now here I was running on the beach as six guys called for me to run faster. For a fleeting moment I imagined myself playing this game in a bikini. I also knew if I had been wearing a bikini I'd probably be topless by now. It was hard for me to take more than a couple of steps without falling down, especially with the guys moving all around me.

"How much further?" I called out between burst of laughter.

"Fifty feet," Scott answered.

"C'mon Cindy, get up...you're almost there!" Curtis urged.

"I can't!" I called out, "I need help!"

"You have to do this by yourself," Scott called out over the guy's voices, "I told you the rules."

I made one more try to get from all fours to my feet but with the world spinning I barely got to my knees before I fell down again. I rolled over and lying flat on my back in the shallows I burst out in laughter.

"I can't believe I'm this fucking trashed!" I called out at the top of my lungs, punctuating my statement with some hysterical laughter. I was done and I knew it. I couldn't see straight and I damn sure couldn't think straight. I knew the plan was for the guys to get me drunk but I had no idea I was gonna end up incapacitated.

"Please help me up," I begged, laughing the entire time.

My begging prodded them to act. They took my hands and hoisted me off my back. My legs felt like they were made of jell-o so standing without assistance was out of the question. I had one guy on either side of me with my arms draped around their shoulders. They had to all but carry me to the blankets. They sat me down and without additional support I fell back. Thankfully Scott was behind me so he was able to keep me from smacking my head. He helped me lie back and with my lying on my back. I had the biggest drunken smile on my face as I looked up into his eyes. He returned the smile right before his hands that had been on my shoulders came down my body and onto my tits. I was about to protest but before I could he pressed is lips against mine and began kissing me. I couldn't help but respond to his kiss and caress. His soft lips and strong hands felt amazing.

I was so into what he was doing and before I realized it, the night was progressing lie he said it would. I went from making out with him as he felt my tits to making out with him as his friend hands roamed over my body. I was basically defenseless. My arms were straight out to the sides and my legs were open. They took advantage of both these things, especially between my legs. It felt so amazing as their hands ran up and down my inner thighs, rubbed playfully over my bush and stroked my vulnerable crotch. The combined efforts of this made sure my legs continued to open. Scott's hands moved off my tits as we kissed but quickly his hands were replaced by four more.

When I told Scott I wanted to hang out with his friends I think in the back of my mind I knew it might come to this. Being aroused in so many places at one time, by so many hands had my passions soaring in minutes. My back arched and I forced my tits forward. It was unlike anything I'd felt before. Their hands completely controlled me and they knew it. I didn't flinch, not even when I felt my arms being moved to my sides.

"Whatta you thin, Cindy?" Scott purred as our kiss broke off, "you ready to get rid of this?" he inquired as he pushed the straps off my shoulders toward my upper arms.

"Yes," I moaned as many of the hands between my legs converged on the dark blue strap over my pussy. They were pressing and rubbing my pussy, as several fingers had gotten under the elastic. They were teasing my labia.

The guy worked as a team to pull my suit down. The guys at my sides pulled the strap down my arms and as they did Scott pushed his hands down the front of my suit and onto my bare tits. I leaned up to kiss him and as they bared my breasts, he and I were making out. Different hands grabbed my suit once it was below my tits so as Scott and I kissed, two sets of hands returned to groping my tits. This time Scott joined in so as my breasts were squeezed and groped he reverted to areola attack mode, pinching both and keeping the pressure on them. As if I wasn't complicit enough, his control over me made sure I did what they wanted. I was trembling with anticipation as I felt my suit pulled past my hips and onto my thighs. I couldn't believe how badly I wanted to be naked. The guys saw to spreading my legs once my suit was off and with my sex bared their hands returned. It felt a hundred times more intense as they felt me without the suit.

The guys were surprisingly quiet, considering the circumstances. Scott broke off the kiss but he didn't release my areolas. With my mouth uncovered I began moaning like crazy. I was tingling everywhere and my juices were flowing. I called out when I they began fingering me. It was so much to process.

"How you doing, Cindy?" Scott purred in my ear.

"Ohh," I moaned, as the fingering increased in conjunction with several fingers rubbing my clit.

"Whenever you're ready," he whispered, "you just say the word."

"You know I want it," I eked out drunkenly.

"Tell us," he urged, "tell the guys you wanna fuck."

His words sunk in and a moment later I spoke out as loudly as I could, "oh god...I want you guys to fuck me!"

They didn't seem surprised by my admission and they didn't react other than to tell me in low tones how bad they wanted me and how much they wanted to give it to me. I was so ready and as the all out groping wound down, I felt my legs being positioned. I couldn't see that far but when I felt a cock entering me I knew it was Scott. He eased into my sopping wet pussy, filling me with pleasure. I could hear the guys off to my sides talking as I took his cock. He had my legs positioned with my knees bent and with his hands on the towel he began putting it to me. Even after so much great sex with him tonight his cock felt glorious, pumping steadily between my legs.

"Did you need a hand?" one of the guys asked as I felt my right leg being pulled further open.

"Thanks," Scott answered, right before my left leg was pulled to the side, spreading my sex further.

"So I take it you really like this?" another asked, as I felt pressure on my areola. I called out as he pinched down and with my passions on the verge of overwhelming me I yelled yes. Someone joined in on the other nipple, putting pressure on my areola and forcing my engorged tip outward.

"God you have huge fucking tits," one of them praised. I wasn't able to speak but I did scream in passion when he began sucking on my exposed tip, while squeezing my areola. By the time they were sucking on both nipples I started calling out that I was cuming. Scott pounded my pussy relentlessly as I came, expelling so much energy. They got me so hot and now I was starting to come down, however with the attention they were giving my nipples, I continued to be excited. Scott shot me full of cum for a fourth time tonight and as he dismounted the hands on my knees continued to pull my legs apart so once he vacated my pussy I was completely spread. I was still so wound up and I only added to this when I thought about my most secret place, spread open. I could feel the ocean breeze against my burning hot lips.

I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to get fucked again so soon and I got my answer a moment later when Alex moved between my legs. He guided his cock into my hole and with me so well-lubed he had no problem gaining entry. He slipped deep inside me in a single thrust that made me call out. My pussy was so sensitive and once he began moving it drove me wild. No cock had ever felt this way before. I was totally aroused and my vagina was extremely receptive. His cock stoked my fires, as did the guys sucking and squeezing my nipples. It took him almost no time to give me an orgasm. I didn't even know it was about to happen until my body tensed and I began calling out again. For a second time I experienced a tremendous release of desires. Alex gave it to me nice and steady as I came and as my brief climax began to fade, he joined me in cuming, pumping more cum inside me. I felt every lance of cum pouring into me and as he withdrew I allowed my body to relax. My back went straight and my moaning quieted.

I didn't ask what was happening but I allowed my diminished senses to tell me. I felt the hold on my right leg changing. The warm hands that were holding me open were replaced by hands that were cooler. Alex was helping hold me open. I tried to see who was mounting me but before I could look up, I was overcome with pleasure as a fresh cock sank into my pussy. He didn't waste any time in putting it to me and as this newest cock had its way with my sex, I felt a hand on the side of my face.

"Cindy," Scott purred in my ear, after moving my long brunette hair out of the way, "I locked your suit in my car," he teased me."

"Ok," I groaned, knowing there was no way I wanted to wear it right now and after this what did I have to hide? "Scott?" I called out weakly.

"Yeah?" he whispered.

I turned my head to the side and resumed, "god damn baby, who's fucking me?"

"Will," he answered.

"Oh god Will," I called out as I reached my arms out to the sides until they were fully extended, "you feel amazing!"

"So do you," he answered, "I can't believe how soft your pussy is...god, your pussy feels like silk!"

I moaned and began to thrash around a moment later as another powerful wave of desire raced through my body. My back arched and my hands clenched. The intensity of this climax was so much that my toes curled up. I couldn't contain myself. My reserved bedroom persona succumbed to the amazing sensations. My matrimonial sex never inspired me to scream at the top of my lungs, much less let it be known what I wanted. When my ex and I had sex I moaned and grunted.

"I'm cuming," I called out, "fuck me...c'mon baby, fuck me harder!" I added. Will put it to me as hard as he could and with my tits being sucked and my legs being pulled open, I couldn't stop cuming, "oh god...that's the way...oh yeah..."

Will's hard sex left me panting by the time my orgasm stopped and on the heels of my huge sexual release he let me know he was about to cum.

"I wanna feel it," I blurted out, "lemme feel your cum baby...don't hold back."

His cock erupted in me a moment later. His thrusts became uneven but they were still great and they continued to be great until he was finished. He pulled out, leaving my pussy dripping cum and tingling. The guys kept the pressure on my thighs, holding me at the ready. This time, one of the guys putting pressure on my areola moved away and as a fresh set of lips began sucking hard on my swollen tip, a new cock was moving between my legs.

"Oh yeah!" I called out as I was impaled again. My pussy continued to feel extremely sensitive and it seemed that the more they fucked me the more intense the feelings, "you feel amazing!"

He grunted and began putting it to me, hard and fast. I bucked my hips and begged him for more. I still didn't know who was in me and I didn't ask. I took his cock and loved every second of it as he split my aching pussy with one powerful thrust after another. I was definitely starting to wear down but this didn't prevent yet another massive release. It was every bit as intense as the ones that preceded it and as I came my brains out I screamed wildly for more. He did his best and with me getting everything I needed, he let me know he was getting close. We came together and as his cum poured into me in a series of hot waves, I clawed at the sand. My shouts began to fade as my desires waned.

"Oh god," I muttered when he was done, "who was that?"