Dungeons and Drunk Girls Ch. 02

"That's gotta be awkward."

I shrugged as best I could while face down. "Top ten. But not number one."

Ashley ended her moan on a squeak, and then laughter came from the wall. Then she started up again, a low g sharp.

"What was that?"

"Ben trying something fancy. He's a wizard in bed, so I hear. No harm done, she's back on track."

Marla propped her head up on her elbow. "Seriously, this doesn't bother you?"

I raised up on my arms. "Nah. Listening to her shit after Chipotle... that bugs me."

Marla chortled. "Okay. Wow."

"No siblings?"

"No. Well, Roger, but he's fifteen years older. I was a surprise."

I shifted closer to her, and nuzzled the top of a tit. "Still are. I meant it, you're a lot of fun."

She laughed and pushed my head away. "Flatterer. Come on, I'm actually looking forward to lunch, but not sitting on my poor, pounded puss."

"Mmm. Sorry, not sorry."

***

Marla had me wipe her back with a towel while she rinsed herself out in the shower. Then she collected her clothes in the hallway, giving me a great view while she did. She elected to only dress in her underwear, no bra.

"Fucking hate scrubs."

"You look great in them. Like they were painted on."

"That's the problem. Too tight. And I didn't bring a change of clothes."

"I could steal you a robe from Ashley." As if on cue, Ash started warbling. I checked behind the door in the bathroom, and found a tiny blue silk one. "How's this?"

She put it on, and it only barely covered her tits, and didn't go much past halfway down her ass. "All right, but I think Jayne's idea might be the better one."

I nodded, but when she moved to untie it, I caught her hands with mine. "So... I actually kinda like it."

She looked unamused. "Yeah?"

"Mm. The blue silk, like your character's wearing. The fact that it doesn't technically show anything, but doesn't do a good job of covering anything, either. I say wear this, for a bit." She narrowed her eyes, but didn't untie the robe.

We made our way downstairs. Someone whistled like a wolf as she made her entrance, and she rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Kaitlyn."

I got downstairs on her heels. Kaitlyn and Theo sat at the bar, no one else was in evidence. Theo fist bumped me as I walked by. Kaitlyn gave me a big smile and a wink. The girls put their heads together for a moment, then backed away, giggling. Theo was down to just his boxers, I don't think he was aware of the fading claw marks on his back. Kaitlyn was back in his shirt, although it looked very wrinkled, and hung off one shoulder like it had been stretched out.

"We still playing?" Theo said, indicating the game on the big table.

"As far as I know," I said, indicating both girls. His grin split his beard, broad and white.

I rattled around in the kitchen. Let's see, I could make some tacos, maybe. Charcuterie? Hell with it. "I'm ordering pizza. Any requests?"

Theo lifted his chin at me. "Nah, just, like, plenty. Worked up an appetite. I'll chip in."

"You get the tip, I'll cover the main cost." I pulled up the app and started making choices.

I could hear someone making gentle ooh's somewhere else. I looked up from my phone. "Where's that coming from?"

"Living room." Kaitlyn said, downing a claw. Ah. Violet and Jayne. Good job, Jayne.

"Well, they've got... thirty-five minutes. Then they're gonna be the tip for the driver. I'll let him take pictures."

She made a face, belching. "Ugh. This pumpkin spice shit is naaasty." She tossed the can into the recycling bin, and went to the fridge for another.

"Hey," Marla offered. "I brought red bulls, and some Jägermeister. We could make some Jäger bombs..."

"This early? Hells yeah."

***

Ashley and Ben came downstairs next, but it took them about half the remaining delivery estimate. Someone was still cooing from the living room, though it was much higher pitched, now.

Ashley saw me and flushed red, then dug in the fridge for a drink. Ben received his fist bump from both of us guys. He leaned in and whispered, "Dude. We could hear everything."

I shrugged. "Was I entertaining, at least?"

He nodded, grinning. "Ash got all kinds of worked up. Dude, your sister..."

"No offense, but I don't need to know that shit." I gave him a warning glance. And I really meant it. It was one thing to know Ashley was getting smashed by someone, but getting all the details... kinda wasn't sure how that would go down. This whole thing was still new to me. Plus, Ben should know better.

He winced. "Sorry."

"No sweat, man. Glad you both had fun."

I got off my ass to go join Ashley, draining a whole can of seltzer by the sink. I hip bumped her, when she was done.

"Hey."

She glared at me. "How was your love pillow?"

"Nine out of ten. Would smash again."

She elbowed me, and belched. "Gross."

"How was Ben? Learn anything new?"

She frowned. "You're so cheerful about it. Thought you didn't want to share."

"I don't, but I get that some things I want aren't realistic. So I'm making the best of it. C'mon. One to ten, how was Ben?" I didn't mean to rhyme, but I went with it.

She actually smiled a bit. "Eight. Maybe a nine if he hadn't..." Still smiling, she winced. "He's creative, I'll give him that."

"Would smash again?"

"Yeah... I think if I gave him another chance, his score would improve."

"Glad you had a good time." I clandestinely stroked the back of her hand with my pinkie. "I'll make you forget all about him, though."

She looked like she was going to reply, but someone was coming over. Theo loomed. That's what the tall bastard did. "Bro. How did you get out of the pit?"

I shook my head. "Can't say." Staring at his bare chest, I realized that Ashley and I were the only ones even attempting to remain even casually dressed. She had on the same cami from before, but the shorts were gone. The long hem of the shirt was modest enough for her, and I could clearly see her underwear, a line in the smooth fabric. "And I think she's going to shift things for every batch that goes down there, so it wouldn't do you any good, anyways."

He frowned. "How do you figure?"

I shrugged. "Might have a clue or two from the riddles. Just a hunch, but..."

"Nah, you got good hunches. Alright, I'll play it by ear." He went off to loom elsewhere.

The others were engaged in a conversation, paying no attention to us. I ignored them, and hip bumped Ashley again.

"So. The plan."

She looked startled. "Right. Um. About that..."

"No, you forget. Old plan is already out. The new plan."

She frowned. "I didn't approve any new plan."

I smiled. "Ash, my love, you're going to have to trust me."

She blushed when I said the L word. "Don't say that," she hissed. "Someone could hear."

"What, love? I can't love my sister?"

"It's the way you said it."

"Hm." I shrugged. "Anyway. Plan C..."

"What was wrong with Plan B?"

"Nothing, really." I sighed. "I wanted to hash things out with you first, make sure that our partners came with no strings attached, make sure we were both good with things."

"Yeah?"

"Then I caught you and Violet."

She turned red, and stared at the floor. "Oh."

"So that threw me for a loop. Couple of 'em, actually." I shrugged. "But, I think it was a good thing. See, it turns out I DO want to share you. That split second glance as I walked past your door? Fucking hottest thing I ever saw. But it came with a little, teensy sting of betrayal. See, we hadn't agreed to anything. And there you were, our relationship not even a day old, and you couldn't keep your legs closed long enough for me to talk with you about it."

She continued to study our bare feet. I think I heard her say, 'sorry.'

I went on like I hadn't heard it. "Anyway. I figured it out though. You told me how crazy jealous Violet was, and I figured you'd taken the hit with her because you could untangle her easier than I could. Right?"

"Not... exactly."

"Yeah?"

"Well. I tried the whole I'm sick thing. Then she said for me to take a shower, and get some Tylenol and some food in me and I'd be fine. I said sure, and she dragged me upstairs. And got in the shower with me. And... one thing... led to another. She said the best cure for a mild hangover was an orgasm. And she wanted to help with that... and..." She stopped, and looked at me. "We have some history. And she used it. And I went along. I don't think I thought about it much more deeply than that."

"It's okay. But... look. You're a horny girl, I'm a horny guy. I'm not going to be giving you a ring or anything, right? So we're gonna have to not be... exclusive."

She nodded.

"So I figured, better to get this out in the open sooner rather than later. I'm gonna fuck other girls, you're gonna fuck other guys. Girls too, apparently. And what's better than one red herring?"

She frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"Red herring. A distraction to throw the inquiring eyes off us."

"Oh. Plan B."

"Right. So, better than one distraction? Several. You're horny, I'm horny, those four are all horny... see where I'm going?" I'd waved at the group of people over by the island. Ben was entertaining Kirsten on his lap, she was idly playing with his hair, while he had his hands on her ass, under her shirt. Theo was looking down at Marla, who was playing with her robe, giving him tantalizing glimpses of her figure while swapping her gaze between his warm brown eyes and the log in his boxers.

She gave out a little laugh. "Oh... I get it. Throw down lots of smashing, everyone gets mixed up as to who is with who."

"Right. But... there's a little more to it." I said, and turned to her, full body. "If it gets crazy enough, then we can..."

She turned to me, eyes bright. "Slip in. If it's you, me and two others, and we get the partners mixed up..."

"No one's gonna say shit. Just a crazy weekend no one's ever gonna talk about again."

"Mm. Then we get to play before we get to be alone, and after, too. It's not bad." She nodded. "Yes."

"There. Plan C, approved." I hadn't even realized we were holding hands, I squeezed hers and let them go.

She grinned. "Just gotta play it cool."

"Yeah, and maybe stop giving me shit if I make a thicc ginger see god."

"Did she really?"

"Ask her."

At this point, the vocalizations from the living room exceeded the volume of the background noise in the kitchen. Everyone turned their heads and got quiet.

"Jayne?" Ash asked.

"And Violet." I answered. "Jayne's been my little helper," I added, in a low tone for her ears only.

"Explains a lot." She bit her lip. "That'll get Violet off my back."

"You're welcome." She glanced back at me, and stifled a giggle. The noises peaked and turned into happy gasps for air, still clearly audible in the kitchen.

"Girls do. In fact. Do it better." We all heard Jayne sigh. "Lesson learned."

"My turn?" Violet asked, loud enough for us to hear.

I had to intrude on their privacy. I felt ridiculous, knocking at the archway to the living room, staying out of sight behind the wall. "Ladies? If you wish to continue, there are several bedrooms currently free. But the pizza is going to be here any minute... I mean, you can give the delivery guy a show, if you want..."

Someone cursed. Then Jayne walked into the kitchen, flushed from her cheeks down to her navel, a huge grin on her face. I high fived her as she walked past, still totally naked. She walked around the kitchen, collecting similar hand slaps as she went. Everyone was grinning, no one knew what to say, exactly.

Then Violet followed her in, like a thundercloud. The goth girl was out of her leggings, just panties and that red tank top on. She looked frustrated. She did not ask for a high five.

She halted, dead in her tracks when she saw Ashley. I heard her start to stammer out something, but Ash just shook her head, and walked up to her.

"Don't. We're not a thing. Okay?" She grabbed Violet's wrist, and put her hand in the air, slapped it with her other hand. "Fuck yeah. Made her scream like a queen. Now, do you need to cum, hun? Pick someone. Everyone would be happy to help out." Rhyming was apparently contagious, I noted.

Quickest on the uptake, Ben stepped forward. "Yeah. Nobody wants a frustrated DM. It would be an honor to please our mistress."

"I'd have to be coached," Jayne said. "But I'm willing to learn."

Theo loomed. "I'd like a magic item, for my services. Depending on your satisfaction, of course."

Kaitlyn stepped in front of him. "Two heads are better than one. I'd be happy to help him earn his trinket." She grinned up at Theo, then leveled a smoking hot leer at Violet.

Marla just stepped out to the side of everyone else, said nothing, but licked her lips and winked, fiddling with the knot at her robe.

I also stepped forward. "I'm also willing to lend a hand, or whichever appendage most appeals." The doorbell rang. "Oop. Hold that thought."

***

The pizza guy did not comment on the overwhelming scent of fresh pussy in the living room, perhaps the pepperoni overpowered it. I called over my shoulder for help, there was a lot of pizza to carry.

I struggled with the six he handed me, and looked at the other five he was slipping out of the bag. "Uh, just stack them to my chin, dude, someone will get the rest in a sec."

Jayne said, "I got it," and took the three remaining ones from the guy's shocked hands, holding them under her bare tits. She winked at him, and skipped away.

"Fuck," he said.

"I know, right? Anyways. Do I need to sign something?"

"Na, fam. All good." He made no move to leave the threshold, trying to see around me.

"Cool. Cool. So... I'm going to shut the door now..."

"Yeah." He kept leaning as the doorway narrowed. Once the door closed, I locked the deadbolt, having to balance the boxes with one hand and my chin to do so.

I brought the stack into the kitchen, and put it on the stove. There was an odd silence, and it looked like me and Jayne had been the only ones to move. She slid up to me, and whispered.

"So... she can't pick someone, and we're not letting her off the hook. Somebody's gonna make her cum... she's the only one who hasn't... it's not fair otherwise."

Ashley still stood in front of Violet, smiling. Violet was chewing her lip, and not meeting anyone's eyes. "Heh." I bent to Jayne's ear. "Watch this."

I walked up behind Violet, and stepped close. "Hi," I said, softly, near her neck. She twitched her head in my face's direction. "So. Remember me?" I lightly put my hands on her hips. "The boy you flashed yesterday?" She nodded. "Well. Consider this me sliding into your messages, as requested." I put thumbs under the waistband of her panties, and ran them around, pulling at the elastic. "You want these off?"

She whimpered. "Yes." I slipped them over her hips and let them fall. Ashley glanced at me. I nodded. She reached up and tugged the red tank top down a little.

"How about this?"

Violet trembled. "Fucking hell. What the fuck is happening?"

"Should we stop?" Ash and I asked as one. "Jinx," I followed up, and we both laughed.

Violet laughed, too. "Okay, seriously. You guys..." She trailed off. We gave her a second or two to say something. "...not fair." She twisted around to look at me. "Holy shit. You're serious." It wasn't quite a whisper, she didn't mean for it to be overheard. But with the silence that had befallen the onlookers, like everyone was holding their breath, it practically echoed. She turned back to Ashley. "And you are, too."

I let my fingers drift a little along her hips. There was a little vee where thigh met belly, a shallow valley my fingers came to rest in. I pulled her back, gently, until her butt came into contact with my cock, achingly hard for her. I felt her get stiff.

Ashley licked her lips and looked between the two of them, then slowly back up into Violet's eyes. "We can stop. Or you can ask someone else to take over for either of us."

Violet shivered again, and relaxed back into me. "This isn't... too weird for you?"

I nibbled on her shoulder, a little kiss and a tight touching of my teeth to her skin. "So far, no. Ash?"

"I'm good."

"What... what are you going to do?"

Ashley shrugged. "Haven't gotten that far. Any ideas?"

The question was directed at Violet, but I answered. "I could pick her up, and feed her to you. You'd have to get on your knees, though."

Ashley shook her head gently, still smiling. "Nah. On tile? My knees would kill me after."

Jayne, ever helpful, and almost forgotten by the three of us, spoke up. "I could fetch you a pillow for you to kneel on."

"Thanks, Jayne." Ashley broke eye contact to glance at her. "I don't think we'll need that, but thanks. No, I think..." Something grazed my fingertips. "...I have just what she needs."

Violet gasped and she flung her neck back, almost clonking our skulls together. "Ah...!" Her hands grabbed Ashley's shoulders. "You... oh, shit..."

I peeked over Violet's shoulder, while taking another nibble. Ash had lowered one hand, I saw her forearm move slowly, gently. She shifted her gaze to me. "Hold her tight. This won't take long."

The girl in my arms started to buck, and I tightened my grip, cupping her belly with one hand. The other, I slipped up her shirt.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck..." Violet said with every exhale. I teased and pulled on her nipple, squeezed that fantastic tit with my hand, while pinning her to my erection like she was a bug. I went from nibbles, to big sloppy bites on her neck, scraping her skin with my teeth. She continued her litany, writhing in my arms. I didn't let her move an inch, even when she lifted both legs off the ground.

"She's so slick," Ashley mused. I saw her other shoulder drop. "Let's see. One finger. Two... three.... I bet I could get another one in here..." Violet started to yell her curse words at the ceiling. "Nevermind. There she goes..." I had to let go of her breast to keep her steady, the poor girl was having a seizure.

She went limp, her feet hit the tile with two little slaps. I held her until she could support her own weight, then I slowly loosened my grip.

I looked around. Forgive me, but the rest of the world had kinda fell off my radar for a bit there. Let me tell you what I saw, in those first few seconds afterwards.

First off, all eyes were on us. Kaitlyn had her shirt pulled up to her belly, digging fingers in that honey colored bush, her mouth wide open. Behind her, stood Theo, idly gripping her breast with one hand. Marla was pumping something I couldn't see at his waist, her robe loose, her other hand in her panties. Ben was just rock hard in his undies, gaping at us in unbelief. Jayne had resumed her prayer position from the basement on her knees, one hand a blur at her crotch, the other one holding onto the top of the bar.

Ashley stepped away, a satisfied grin on her face. She turned around, saw the audience, and let out a single laugh. She held up her hands. "Anyone want to clean these? They're gonna get sticky."

Jayne spoke up, but not to volunteer. She squeezed her eyes shut and went into her own orgasm, announcing it loudly. Ash took a step forward, and put her left hand into Kaitlyn's face, who started licking and sucking like a ravenous creature. She moaned around a finger and started to twitch. Ashley's right hand went to Ben, his open mouth an invitation. He eagerly devoured the offering, rubbing his cock through his shorts almost like an afterthought.

Kaitlyn came next, then Theo groaned and flexed his hips. Marla smiled, watching him paint Kaitlyn's back, then her legs started to shake and she let out a surprised squeak, grabbing onto a different part of Theo for support. Ashley pulled her hand out of Ben's mouth, and helped him with his dick, adding a wet stain to the underwear in seconds.