Their Big Break (closed)

"That's because I've never gotten drunk before..." Gemma replied before laughing "Yes, I know you get all clingy and horny. I'm the one that had to drag you off the principal's daughter at senior prom, remember?"

Following his gaze again, she watched the very drunken group leave. She had a moment to consider his question before she motioned the waitress over and asked for four Baby Guinness and a refill of their drinks. Relaxing into what she was starting to think affectionately as her 'little corner' against him, she answered "Well I have no idea what stupid things I'm gonna be up to.... but if I'm gonna get drunk, I might as well do it right and let it all out."

Having a thought, she poked his ribs lightly "You might have to watch out for yourself. I might get horny, might get crazy... who knows?"
 
"I do remember you pulling me off of her, much to my chagrin. That little slut said she was going to give me the ride of my life. She had already taken her thong off and had me give her the shocker before you showed up. You never know, she coulda been my soul mate."

Lifting up his beers, Eric pronounced, "Drink then! I know you have that huge black vibrator waiting back in your bag for your 'horny times'!" Laughing and giving Gemma a playful shove.

He drank the Guinness with her and found his hand playing dancing on the small over her uncovered back.
 
"Maybe... Then again, if I remember correctly, Mr. Spitzman was on his way to you with a baseball bat. So you should be thanking me for saving you from a concussion."

Finishing up her first drink, she gave him a look "You know Trey put that in there when we got into the bus, right?"

Drinking the two shots, she closed her eyes and shivered at the feel of his fingers along her back. The touch there made her nipples harden and bite her lower lip. She was getting hornier by the minute and he wasn't helping much but, since she had decided to just let things go where they wished, she stretched and spoke softly close to his ear.

"That feels nice, Eric..."
 
"Ok, I get ya. I did see Mr. Spitzman with the bat after I pulled my fingers out of her. Not quite sure though, the hit with the bat MAY have been worth it. We will never know though."

"Yes, I did know that Troy put the dong in your bag at the start of the tour. We all had a good laugh about it the first time you pulled it out by accident. But, the questions for you keep coming. Why didn't you just throw it away? I am pretty sure you still have it in your bag, and if you still have it in your stuff, you for sure have had to use it?"

"Thanks for the compliment hun, I do have good hands if I don't mind saying so." With the alcohol flooding his thoughts, he went a little lower and danced around the top of her barely exposed asscrack. He definitely could tell his own cock was growing with excitement. "More drinks?"

Eric did look around and see very few people left in the club, and looked down at his watch. "Shit Gemma, it is almost two. We probably have to be getting back to the room. Bottle to go or you calling it quits?"
 
"I dunno... I never got around to taking it out of the bag." she mentioned before her eyes opened wide, the alcohol obviously affecting her as she said "Are you crazy!? I can barely fit a finger inside me let alone that thing!"

She gave the club a quick look around before she felt his fingers tease along the waistband of her jeans, the sensation sending thrills along her body. "Get me a bottle of Bailey's and I'll do cartwheels all over the hotel room if thats what you want." she replied, her own hand wrapping around his waist, fingertips teasing his side under his shirt.
 
Laughing at Gemma's mock outrage, "Gemma, enough lube and you can fit anything inside any one of a girl's several sexual holes. They just have to be horny enough, wet enough, and lubed up enough. You really should try it sometime...damn, now I have created a monster. Going to be riding in the tour bus some night and us boys will just hear you going to town with that big black dick."

Laughing and teasing Gemma, Eric called out to the bartender, "Can you get us a bottle of Bailey's for the road and find out how the record company planned on getting us back to the hotel?"

Mere seconds later, their driver from earlier was standing next to them with a bottle in hand. Eric stood up, partially giving Gemma a person to lean on and partially leaning on her, and walked her out to the car. They both climbed in the back seat of the luxury car and went along for the ride. "10 bucks says we see at least 6 boobs and 2 cocks when we walk back into the hotel suite."
 
Gemma rolled her eyes at that and stood up, leaning against him as they made their way to the car. Bottle in hand, she took a hit off of it and settled on her seat as the car started moving. Placing the bottle securely beside her seat, she managed to keep herself on the other side of the car.

"Make that twenty bucks for at least eight boobs, two cocks and a butt." she replied as she ran her fingers through her hair, trying to keep herself distracted. In a corner of her mind she knew that if they got close again something might happen that they would probably regret int he morning.
 
"It's on....I am thinking that either one of the boys passed out already or at least one or more of the girls pussy'd out. I don't think we will see quite as much as you think. I'l make an easy 20 bucks tonight."

Eric was having a hell of a fun time teasing Gemma; his raging hardon wasn't helping think of her as a friend only at this point. "Why you gotta be bogart'n the booze though!" Eric went to grab the bottle from between her legs just as the car took a corner and two things happened at this point. First being that some of the Bailey's splashed out and landed right on the lap of her jeans. The second was a bit more naughty then the first; Eric's hand landed squarely, full palmed on the crotch of her jeans with a good long rub.

"Oh...um...oh...Sorry about that....uh, didn't mean to"

Eric kinda retreated to the other side of the back seat. They looked like they were almost back to the hotel at this point.
 
Gemma had a moment to laugh at his comment before she felt the fabric on top of her thighs get wet and a very warm hand rubbed along her crotch. Bitting her lower lip, she shivered as he pulled away, turning her face away from he so he couldn't see.

"It's alright..." she murmured as she schooled her face before frowning at her jeans "You know, this is such a waste of good booze.... and it also looks like I squirted." As she finished talking, she laughed, finding it all very funny for some reason.

Once they arrived at the hotel, she handed him the bottle and, without waiting, she crawled her way over him. She gave him a look before she opened the door and crawled out, not really caring that she just paraded her butt in front of his face. Holding on to the car for balance, she waited for him before she wrapped her arm around his waist once more and led him inside toward the elevator.
 
"You know, I could always suck it out of your jeans if you didn't want to waste the booze. Either that or I am sure I could find someone to actually make you squirt, that way you wouldn't have wet pants without the fun side." Laughing at the comment. As she crawled over him, he really did marvel at her fine, tight ass. He fought the urge to kiss it, grab at it, and the desire to see more of it.

He got out of the car after her, and the two drunken friends stumbled their way towards the hotel. The driver took the car away and the doorman made sure to escort them safely to the elevator and then up to their room. Eric was arm in arm with Gemma and the two swayed in drunken pleasure.

"Damn Gemma, you are really warm. Your skin is like on fire, does this always happen when you drink?" The two got out of the elevator and walked up to the door of their suite. There were some noises coming from inside that didn't sound so good for the two drunken friends. "Well, I guess this is the moment of truth. Win or lose 20 bucks, here we go!"
 
"Sure you would. Should I pour something else on my pants so you can have a cocktail?" she had asked sarcastically as she crawled out, clearly not believing him. It wasn't long before they were walking out of the elevator and towards their suite. His comments made her stop, her hand on he doorknob.

"I've never noticed... But win or lose, I think we're really gonna have to get another room..." With that, she opened the door and walked a few steps inside. What they saw was practically a sea of naked bodies inside. A woman was passed out on one of the couches with, whom she could only assume to be, Jason on top of her. Kevin was pounding away at a brunette in the middle of the room while Trey sat on the other couch, three women knelt at his feet whom were obviously sharing his cock. Moving to the side to allow Eric inside, she leaned against the door, not really sure what they should do.
 
"Well, 2, 4, 6, 8 boobs...1, 2, and 3 cocks...and at least 5 asses...Damnit, looks like I lose." Eric simply stared at the sea of sex and pulled 20 dollars from his wallet. "Ok Gemma, now don't spend it all in one place!"

"Excuse me orgy folks...we are just passing through. Pardon me miss, excuse me Troy." Eric had grabbed Gemma's hand and walked her through me main room of the suite and past the fucking and sucking couples. The three girls never skipped a beat sucking on Troy's cock and Kevin just kept slamming the brunette. There were condoms all over the floor, the smell of cum hung heavy in the air, and moans were prevalent. Once Eric got them safely to the room of the suite, he closed and locked the door, slightly muffling the sounds coming behind them.

"Alrighty...now this isn't too bad I guess. We still got some more booze and we have some semblance of privacy; it isn't too loud either. Now was Kevin's cock in her pussy or her ass? I didn't get a really good look." Eric was joking with Gemma, trying to make her a bit more comfortable. The next sentence did slip out a bit unintentionally though..."Shit though, watching all that action gave me one hell of a boner though. I'm gonna need to fix that before sleep."
 
Gemma snatched the bill before she felt him grab her hand and they both stumbled their way through to her room. She made sure not to look anywhere except for a fixed point on Eric's shoulder and, once they did get to her room, she sat on her bed and started to take off her shoes, making a face when she saw a condom sticking to one of the soles. "Remind me not to go out barefooted out there, ever."

"I wasn't looking. I made it a point to look at your shoulder and nothing else while we walked through all that." she said with a laugh, throwing her shoes to a corner. The booze already having an effect, she didn't think much as she pulled off her shirt and walked in her bra towards the bathroom, turning on the light. It didn't bother her that Eric was watching her in her underwear, he had seen her in about the same get up at a pool, and they had known each other so long they were almost like siblings. Heck, it would surprise her if he didn't know she usually slept naked. Not that the touching at the club and the car had been very brotherly, but she was trying hard not to think about that at the moment, specially since she had gotten hornier with the sounds from the little orgy as well. "Good thing is, since this is the master room, theres a bathroom here we can use to cool off. You can go ahead and go in first and use the bathrobe while I look around for something to wear to bed."

With that, she walked back into her room, her hair brushing along her uncovered back, shoulders and the swells of her breasts as she passed by him, heading for her luggage.
 
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When Gemma walked past Eric to check out her stuff, he moved on impulse to intercept her. Standing between her and her bags, Eric looked into her eyes for a split second then went in for a deep, drunk, and horny kiss. Yes, there were definite feelings bubbling inside his heart for this girl he had been friends with for years; and between the booze and horniness, there was just enough lubrication for them to get out. Pulling her close and reveling in the kiss, his strong hands went down her naked back and his right palm found itself firmly planted on her buttock. He gave a hard and wanting squeeze and pulled her hips into his where she was sure to feel his jean covered erection.

Moments of sense flickered into his head, and he immediately felt like shit for what he had just done. "Oh god Gemma...I do need to cool off. He walked away from her, shedding his shirt and starting to unbutton his pants. "Maybe we can have a good night sleep if you give me ten minutes or so to drain my blue balls."
 
When he moved in front of her she stumbled a step back, icy blue eyes looking up at him with a question in them. The next thing she knew he was kissing her, his arms holding her tightly to his body. Her first reaction was to tense, surprised, but a second later she was kissing him back, almost melting against him. The feel of his hand on her butt and his hard on pressed against her tummy sent shivers down her spine.

Felling him pull away, she nodded distractedly at his words while she moved to the other side of the room, focusing very hard on not looking at him as she answered in a slightly breathless voice "R-right. I'll, um, I'll just wait for you over here and look for a shirt or something...."

Sitting on the floor next to her suitcase, she quietly rummaged around it as she thought over what had happened. She had to admit that, though unexpected, she had liked the kiss. A lot. And she hadn't been held like that in a long time. Gemma knew that at some point in her teens she had had a bit of a crush on Eric, but she had thought that was gone and long forgotten. Now, she wasn't so sure.

Finally pulling out a black cami and the matching bikini panties that went with them, she closed the suitcase and sat on the bed, brushing her hand along her arm as if she was cold, her mind going over many things.
 
Eric got naked, and hopped into the shower hoping that the cold water would wash some sense into him and maybe some blood out of his fully hard, 8-inch, swollen cock. He shook his head under the water trying to clear head fuzzy thoughts, but the hard on was not going away. Sure, the thought of masturbating crossed his mind, but then the bad boy inside him told him no, there was a girl in the other room that could take care of that. He violently shook his head no again and was done with his shower.

Drying off, Eric put on a pair of crimson boxer briefs that weren't disguising his hardon at all. With a massive tent and a semi wet body, Eric walked out into the main room to see Gemma sitting on the bed in some stunning lingerie. She was deep in thought, at least it so appeared but he knew he had to say something.

"So, um...did you find a shirt for me? It is a little cold in here as you can tell probably by my rock hard nipples. Haha...So, uh...sorry about that earlier...you do have great lips though. What do we do now?"

As words came out of his mouth, the faint sounds of fucking still filled the room. The orgy was still apparently going full bore and wasn't really aiding in getting thoughts off of sex. Eric went and sat down to the scantily clad Gemma.
 
Hearing him walk towards her, Gemma lifted her eyes to him, stopping cold. It took her a moment to register what he was saying as her icy blue orbs took in the lean torso, the damp skin reflecting the light from the night table slightly in a very pleasing manner. Blushing when she realized she had been staring, she looked away and stretched, rummaging on her suitcase as she mumbled a response "Oh right... I forgot...."

Pulling a big, black t-shirt, she handed it to him. Only then did she notice it was her favorite sleeping shirt, and a very geeky one with Darth Vader on it, one that she used only when she was really cold. Noticing that the sounds from outside hadn't stopped, she groaned and gave a look of longing towards the forgotten bottle of alcohol. "I don't know... But if they don't stop soon I'm going to have to drink myself to sleep or fuck myself to sleep."

With that, she let herself fall back on the bed, her red hair framing her pale body nicely while she ran her fingers through it, eyes closed.
 
"Well Gemma, don't let me being here stop me from doing what you want to do. I was kinda thinking the same thing, so unless your embarrassed, I was going to fuck myself before sleep."

The alcohol clouded his thoughts and inhibitions and Eric looked upon Gemma's smooth legs and the beautiful, panty-covered pussy and started to rub himself through his boxers. Within seconds, he had a nice spot of precum on his boxer briefs and really wanted his cock out. Closing his eyes slightly but still looking at her gorgeous body on the bed, Eric extracted his grown and fully engorged cock from his boxers.

Boxers simply pulled down a little to free his cock, Eric began to stroke it. The feeling sent shivers over him and he couldn't take his eyes off of her gorgeous pussy mound. Was that a little damp spot that he was seeing? No, of course it wasn't. The sounds of fucking still faintly filled the room and Eric was feeling good jacking his cock looking at his longtime friend with lustful eyes.
 
Even though she heard him, Gemma didn't really think he was going to do it. Sure, he made it a point to tease her to no end, most of the time with some type of sexual connotation, but that was normal between them. When she felt the bed move with the rhythm of his hand, her eyes snapped open, surprise clear in her face. At that point either the alcohol kicked in, the sounds outside made her as horny as she could take it or both because, before she knew it, she groaned and started rubbing herself over her panties. Biting her lower lip, she arched her back as one of her hands moved beneath the fabric, her middle finger rubbing her clit while her other hand massaged one of her breasts over her cami.

The pleasant shivers that ran along her body were enough to make goosebumps appear on her skin, her nipples as hard as they could get and poking against the thin fabric of her cami. Her eyes closed, her mind imagining many wild scenarios, fueled by the sounds coming from outside the room, Eric's breathing next to her and the brief glimpse she had of his hard cock.
 
"That's right Gemma, finger that pussy. I think the both of us are in desperate need of mind blowing orgasms."

Eric watched her hands and fingers moving and saw her ample nipples get harder under the thin fabric of her top. The thin bikini panties that she had on were showing obvious signs of wetness and even her inner thighs began to glisten with the nectar of sex. He stroked his 8 inch long, girthy, uncut cock with the rhythm of her hands and the precum began to ooze onto his hand.

At this point he had turned to face her, watching her every movement and relishing her heavy breathing and pleasure filled face. His cock was completely free of his boxers and in full view of her if she ever opened her eyes. On an impulse while still handling his manhood, Eric bent down and kissed Gemma's inner thigh right above the knee.

"So...uh....Gemma.....need your big black vibrator or any other help?"
 
The feel of his breath on her skin, of his lips brushing along her thigh, was so unexpected she opened her eyes, a soft gasp leaving her lips. It took her eyes less than a second to take in his semi-naked form, the hard, throbbing man-meat on his arm making her shiver before her eyes returned to his. She was so surprised, she actually said exactly what she was thinking.

"I need a warm, hard, throbbing cock inside of me, not a big, cold piece of plastic. There's no comparison between the two." Gemma answered him in a soft voice. Almost as if by an afterthought, she pushed her panties off, sighing once she could move her fand freely. Even as she watched him, she slipped a finger inside her wet cunt, almost teasing him.
 
Eric watched as her finger went deep into her cunny and came slightly back out covered in her wetness. It darted deeply in and out again and Eric could hardly resist any more. He fell into her lap and started kissing her inner thighs hungrily staying a few inches away from her exposed wet pussy. His hot breath was like flames dancing are her skin and when his tongue darted along her flesh, the cooling sensation was heavenly.

Being so close to her honey pot, Eric could smell the sweat aroma of her snatch and it was nearly too much for him to bear. He inched closer to her paradise, but still felt too reserved to go all out in eating her cunt. Beyond being drunk, her scent was intoxicating and his carnal desires were drowning his sensibilities. He stroked his cock harder and his hand was soon covered in slick pre cum.

"God, Gemma...I don't know If I can resist you. I need tight girl-flesh wrapped around my huge throbbing cock. Mouth, pussy, ass...I don't care...I need it now..."
 
Her eyes closed as she felt him start to kiss and lick along her thighs, her back arching slightly off the bed while her fingers ran through his hair, almost coaxing him to get closer even as she continued to finger-fuck herself. Pulling the digit out of her pussy, she offered him the sticky digit, watching his reaction attentively while tweaking one of her hard nipples. His words made her moan and, even if she hadn't been drunk then, she didn't think she could've resisted him any longer.

"Put it in... Please, Erik, just put it in already...." she begged him while she spread her lips for him, showing him how much she wanted him.
 
Eric took her sticky finger into his mouth and licked the pussy juice clean off of it. Swirling his tongue around her digit, he relished in the taste of her sweet and salty cunny, and moaned aloud as he sucked all the cum off of it. His mouth slowly inched closer to her pussy and he smiled as his hot lips finally touched her mound. His fuzzy face tickled her clit as his tongue began to spread her tight lights apart. Hot breath filled her haven and his warm and wet tongue began to invade her tightest places. Forcing as hard as he could, Eric tried to tongue fuck her pussy hole, but he couldn't seem to get in at all. His tongue aching to get deeper, he felt her gush with pleasure at his warm mouth trying to get inside of her.

Pulling his head up, Eric calmly spit a massive wad of saliva onto her pussy lips that dribbled slowly down to the perky flower of her asshole. Getting up onto his knees, he pulled his boxers down further with his left hand and took the middle finger of his right to finger her slit. He swirled the wetness around her pussy lips, tapped against her clit for good measure, attempted to open her hole up a little, and then finally rested by putting his middle finger firmly pressed against her asshole. Each of her breaths caused her ass to grab at his finger, almost as if it wanted him inside.

Eric began to get his cock closer to her flowering cunt opening and by this point he was fully drunk on hormones. Bracing himself with his left arm and grabbing his member with his right, Eric began to rub the tip of his thick, uncut, 8 inch long cock between the folds of her pussy. She was so fucking warm, so incredibly wet, and her body seemed to thrust up into him as she breathed in ecstasy. He pushed slightly against her pussy entrance, but to no avail could he get his member in. Pushing again and moaning, he tried to enter her, but again she was too fucking tight.

"Gemma, you are too fucking tight. My cock is aching to fuck the shit out of you, but your pussy is so unbelievably tight....are you a virgin? Help me get inside you, beg for me to fuck you!"
 
Gemma groaned, her fingers tightening on his hair while he teased her with his tongue. The fingers at her clit and asshole made her whimper, her hips moving constantly, trying to get more pleasure from his digits. The feel of his hard cock pressed against her entrance almost made her push herself against him, wanting him buried deep inside of her even if it hurt her a little.

Groaning in frustration when he couldn't push inside of her, she pushed two of her slim fingers inside of her and started to roughly move them up and down, her pussy making unseemly wet noises. Using the two fingers, she spread her cunny for him once more, using her other hand to guide him to her entrance.

"Stretch it out for me, Eric... it's been so long..." she moaned as she wiggled her hips enough to slip a little of the head inside of her.
 
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