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 Archive; ASSTR; 'TooDrunk.txt', Part 1{Bunyip}()[1!##] Title: 'Too Drunk,
Too Bad.' Date: 2002-01-30 From: Bunyip
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==== 'Too Drunk, Too Bad.' by Bunyip

   My wife worked nights as a nurse and I often attended social functions
at my lodge alone.  One night Ray, a friend of ours, had too much to drink
and his wife Pam asked me to follow her home to help put Ray to bed.  I
nodded, happy to help out.  When we arrived at her house I helped her get
Ray inside and held him up while Pam undressed him.

   When finally naked except for his shorts, Pam asked If he should go to
the toilet before bed.  Well, naturally, I held him while Pam pulled his
shorts down, and I put him on the toilet.  When nothing happened, even
after both of us telling him to pee, Pam started the basin tap, making a
loud trickling sound, which worked.

   I lifted him up again and Pam pulled his shorts up but caught the band
on his cock and balls, so I grabbed his enormous cock and smiled at Pam as
she pulled his pants up.  We got him onto the bed and as he lay down and we
covered him up I told her to tell him I shook hands before bedding him
down. She giggled like a schoolgirl, then suddenly darted off into the
bathroom soon to produce a loud retort followed by the sound of somebody
peeing right into the middle of the bowl.

   "I'm so sorry!" she said "But when I ran the water I felt the first need
to pee, and then when he went, I got another urge to pee, and then, well
giggling about him, well you understand.  I realised that I had watched her
exit, drop her panties and squat, as if she were my own wife.  I looked at
her as she peed, legs covered by her dress mind you, and then at her face,
and the look of pleasure as she relieved herself.  I excused myself and
went downstairs.

   I couldn't help not to imagine Ray's great thick python of a cock
plunging up Pam's small body.  He is no doubt much larger than my cock,
longer by half and bigger around.  Ray was safely tucked up in bed and
sound asleep, as we went into the family room.  Pam offered to fix me a
drink before I went home.  I said I'd settle for a coffee and Pam offered a
hot chocolate, as it helps her sleep.  I sat down on the sofa and Pam made
the Chocolate.  When she returned she sat next to me, close to me, with a
nice hot chocolate for each of us with a dollop of whipped cream on the top
of each.

   Of course we engaged in general conversation, at first, but soon she
told me she knew what I was thinking when I was looking at Ray's big cock.
"Truth is," she said "It rarely gets up, not fully hard anyway, and
generally when it does he's asleep or dead drunk, and I can't help think
he's dreaming of somebody else." She went on to say that she often thought
she was a nymphomaniac because his cock was what she had fallen for, and
all she ever wanted to do was suck and stroke cock, and get it inside her
of course.

   She had married Ray thinking he'd want to pleasure her relentlessly, as
she said she required.  Ray was too often, unfortunately, too drunk for
sex, or anything really.  Sometimes she would stroke him and suck him to
erection, or he would eat her pussy out to try to please her, but then he
rarely got a strong enough erection to go on with her.

   I noticed that as she spoke, her hand was rubbing my upper and inner
thigh and once in a while a finger would drift over and rub up and down my
groin as if testing to see if I was getting hard.  Finally she said
something similar to what I had expected, "I am fantasising about you right
now, about stroking your cock to a great erection, licking it, sucking it
and then laying naked on top of you, my naked body on your naked body, your
stiff cock going right up inside me, then fucking, slowly, sensuously,
feeling your cock inside me, then not, over and over again until we both
scream out."

   I was stunned at how seductive she was, and how well she knew just what
to say to me.  I reminded her that Ray and I were close friends.  "I, eh
we, probably should not do that." I argued.  I was hard, no doubt, and she
felt my erection through my clothing.

   "I want you to do me, right here, tonight.  I won't tell your wife, and
you won't tell my husband because it's just friendly sex, sex between
friends, sex for each of us to enjoy.  Just some good old fashioned sex,
for good honest fun?" She also tried to convince me that Ray wouldn't mind,
then that he wouldn't even know.

   I said that she was very tempting, that I dearly appreciated the offer,
just could not do it, gulping on the last of my coffee.  I stood to leave
but I must admit, when she stood and hugged me to her, supposedly to kiss
me goodnght, I I felt her hot cunt rubbing against my thigh, and she
squeezed her breasts against my chest as she raised up on tip=toes to kiss
me.  Then she whispered "I have condoms, but I am also on the pill, so you
need not worry."

   "Neither my wife or your husband can ever know!" I stated boldly, and
sternly, as I looked her in the eyes to show her how serious I was.  She
simply smiled back and began to undress.  She slipped out of her dress
calmly, yet promptly and stood there in her panties, stockings and a
suspender belt.

   As I undressed she found my cock as hard as I had ever been, and she
grinned at it's 'stiffness'.  As I dropped my pants to the floor, my cock
bobbed about proudly.  I remembered how big Ray's cock was and I felt a
little inadequate, but when Pam lit up with with enthusiasm and the most
encouraging smile.  "Mmm, Hard already.  I like a good hard man who's ready
for some good hard action!" she grinned at me.

   Pam slid her panties over her hips, turned away from me and peeled them
over her beautiful bottom in a very slow sensuous way, then pushed them all
the way down her legs, bending at her hips as she stooped over.  Her
glorious rump postured at me, round and perky, and very, very inviting. 
Her buttocks parted as she stooped and I caught the most beautiful view you
could imagine.  The grand canyon is good scenery, this was better.

   She turned and hung her undies over my cock before she knelt in front of
me, took my cock in her hand, stroked it several times, and then began to
kiss it all over.  She was so gentle, not like women I had been with who
seemed in a hurry to simply get me off.  She was licking my cock for her
pleasure and it showed in her method and manner.  Her hand around my cock
slid back and forth gently sliding my foreskin down my shaft until it was
stretched completely out.  My knob throbbed.

   Her other hand was between her legs doing, I gather was what pleased her
most.  I groaned in pleasure and my arse muscles tightened thrusting my
cock forward, into her face, into her mouth.  She knew what come next,
literally, and she burried her face onto my cock so my hot come shot down
the back of her throat.  She took it without as much as a gurgle and then
continued to suck gently on me.

   I suspected for a moment that our evening was all over but she stood and
kissed me so I tasted my own come for the first time.  I was surprisedly
excited by the prospect, and kissed her long and deep holding her nude body
against mine.  My hands ran up and down her back and all over her bare bum.
She seemed to appreciate my hands on her rump and so I massaged it, kneeded
it and spread her cheeks to the cool air, ever so gently.  She kissed me
deeply as I pulled her body to mine, my cock already rising again between
us.  I must have had her almost off the floor, standing on her tip toes at
least, when she lifted one leg, and then the other, and wrapped them around
my waist, lifting herself up to ride on my hips.

   Surprised, I staggered to get a balance before continuing to kiss her.
My cock raised up underneath her and the heat from her crotch encouraged it
to become hard again.  My right hand slipped beneath her rump and I
squeezed her buttock before finding her hot slippery wet slit.  I fingered
her gaping hole as her tongue searched my mouth, then found her clitty
causing her to lift herself up on my hips and suck breath.  My cock raised
from beneath her and I guided it into her loose cunt as she let herself
back down.  I stood there somewhat amused at taking a standing fuck,
something I had not even fantasised about.

   She did all the work riding up and down on me using my hips as a
fulcrum. All I had to do was maintain balance though at times I feared I
might not succeed.  My hand stayed on her rump but now with a finger
scratching around her anus which she seemed to like.  Her body wrapped
around mine, her mouth again against mine, as her cunt gripped my cock and
she clung tightly to me like a Koala Bear in a gum tree.  I felt her
orgasm, and gave some shuddery pokes just to finish her off, the best I
could manage on me feet.

   She melted in my arms and I carried her to the sofa sitting her on the
back of it.  She relaxed a little as my still hard cock slid out of her. 
"No don't go!" she said, but I assured her I wasn't finished yet.  I turned
her around and bent her conforming body over the sofa back.  Her wicked
pink ass hole pouted at me as I slid my cock back into her quim.  She felt
so much tighter that way, yet I was sure that no man would complain either
way.

   Soon I was humping her deeply with my cock nearly coming out with each
stroke and burying to the hilt on every thrust.  She orgasmed again, and
again I believe, as I neared my explosive crescendo.  My come shot up her
at first but as I withdrew, perhaps accidentally a little too far, I spurtd
up her back and then stroked my cock by hand to drain every last drop onto
her ass.  It seemed so natural to see my cream on her soft lightly tanned
skin.  Soon she turned about and went down on her knees taking my cock once
again into her mouth, simply to lick me clean.

   When she stood I smiled at her and offered to help out any time Ray was
unable to perform.  She giggled and said "That could be almost every night.
You had better settle for giving me a lift home every week." I agreed as I
dressed, and left to make my way home.

   About two weeks later I arrived home to hear that Ray and Pam had
invited my wife and I for drinks, saying he had an important proposition to
discuss, so I went along with a bottle of wine under one arm and my Julie
on the other.  When we arrived he greated us alone and we entered, taking
our coats off and began to settle in.  I thought that maybe Pam was out, or
even avoiding seeing Julie and I at the same time.  Soon Pam entered the
room carrying a tray with four glasses of champaign on it.

   Pam was dressed in a skimpy black French maid's uniform, her ample bosom
pushed up by her corset, and her frilly laced panties on show as she
stooped to put the glasses down.  Julie looked at me with wide open eyes,
and bid Pam a good evening.

   Julie looked at me and then Ray and back at Pam.  Julie giggled asking
Pam what the game was.  "Swinging!" Ray said.  "Wife swapping;" Pam added
"Are you two up for it?" Before Julie could answer, Ray unzipped his fly
and dropped out the cock that Julie had heard about, and as I have been
told, always fantasised about.  She turned to me and said "Oh, I'm up for
it if you are!"