Sound Of Bounce

Kylie took the first opportunity to be suggestive. Looking right at Alfredo she raised her bottle of Zima to her lips and licked the edge of the lime wedge stuffed in the top of the bottle with the tip of her tongue. Then, keeping her eyes on him, she used her lips to pull the wedge out and sucked it into her mouth. She slurped loudly to suck the juice out of the lime wedge.

“Wow,” Alfredo commented. “Straight lime, now that’s pretty bitter.”

Kylie giggled. “I’ve sucked down worse.” She gave him a wink.

“Oh, God, you’re so sick,” Emily said, feigning disgust.

“Wohoo, Kylie,” Dawn said. “You go girl.” She was definitely going to be more fun to have around than April.

Not finished she spit the lime wedge into her hand and then used her finger to poke it back in the top of the bottle, pushing it down until it went past the neck. Then she raised it to her mouth and slipped the neck of the bottle inside, tilting her head back she took a deep pull which took down half the bottle.

Alfredo’s hand went right to her waist. He pressed down on her pubic mound through her skirt and rubbed. “I think I can get you a little something else to suck down later on.”

“Dude, I never knew Ky could swallow like that,” Doug spoke up. “I think I might want to give you a little something-, well more like, a lot of something to suck down later too. Hot damn, girl.”

To this everyone laughed, Dawn included. That was enough to let Kylie know it was going to be a fun night all the way around.

-8-

A couple of hours and about four Zimas later was when the heavy petting really started to get intense. All through the time they had sat there chatting Alfredo had rubbed her leg and her pussy, making excuses to run a hand over a breast each time he moved. She reached and rubbed the front of his pants every now and then to feel the slight hardness of his cock as she did her best to determine how big he was. Each time they kissed and she rubbed it it felt as if it had a steady heartbeat through his clothes that got faster and faster the longer a kiss took.

Their being touchy feely was infectious. Emily would kiss Bill and feel him under the table as well. At one point Doug and Dawn had slid a little closer to them in the corner so that he could run a hand up the leg of her shorts and finger her until she sighed with a little orgasm.

“Think anyone would notice if I got under the table and gave Doug a blow job?,” Dawn asked a little later.

Emily laughed. “Are you kidding?” She picked up her Lite and waved a hand before taking a sip. “Stuff like that goes on in places all the time. With as many people as there are at this table no one would notice or care.”

“I’d notice,” Doug assured her. “I’d care.” He put a hand on his chin and did his best to look as if he were being philosophical. “But, Emmie is right. Under the table blow jobs are a little passé because everyone does it.”

Alfredo turned to Kylie and pressed two fingers to her right breast, pushing the hard nipple in. “What would you do in public to spice things up?”

Kylie smiled a wide grin, showing off her teeth. Then she took the latest bottle of Zima to arrive at the table and put her lips just over the top of the bottle. She took a small sip. Then she sat it back on the table while keeping a hand around the base. “Ahhh,” she said, trying to make herself sound refreshed. Reaching up with her free hand she twirled a few strands of her hair around as she looked to Alfredo. “Well,” she said, raising the bottle back up. “I would fuck myself in the ass with this bottle right here.”

“Wow, hey,” Alfredo grinned. “Now that would be fucking hot, babe.”

She smiled and cooed, then took another small sip.

“No way,” Bill said. “There’s no fucking way you’d do anything that outrageous.”

Emily closed her eyes and silently nodded in agreement.

Her friends all knew her too well, of course. It was no doubt why Doug spoke up.

“I dare you,” he said. He raised a hand and pointed at her, extending the pinky on the same hand as if he was Elvis or somebody. “I fuckin’ dare you to do it, Ky, right here, right now.” He knew that she couldn’t resist a dare.

A mischievous smile on her face Kylie shifted on the corner bench and scooted herself to the exact center of the curved seat, Alfredo sliding along with her to give her room. Sure that she was facing anyone else in the barroom head on she rose to a half-squatting and half-standing position behind the table. She noticed Emily and Bill’s eyes going wide as she reached behind herself with her left hand and attempted to hike her short skirt up. A slight shock went through her as she felt hands, on each side, helping her out. She realized that not only was Alfredo helping her out, but Doug was as well.

“Holy shit,” Dawn whispered. Doug’s girlfriend of less than a week sat wide eyed, her attention fully of the action.

Looking dead at Emily and Bill she smirked. Then she coaxed the bottle down enough that she had the base of the neck grasped between her thumb and index finger. She twisted her wrist behind her back and worked the bottle until she had it in a position underneath and behind her. When the cold and hard top of the bottle rubbed against her tight little bud it sent a shiver through her body. It ended up going easier than she had expected because she had Alfredo on one side and Doug on the other helping to hold her ample ass cheeks open.

She sighed and let out a slightly ragged breath as she pushed the end of the bottle into her ass. The first sensation was as the ridges of the twist top brushed past her sphincter, definitely ribbed for her pleasure. The next feeling was as if she had been shocked inside her ass. The acidic juice of the lime and the beer in the bottle made the inside of her ass burn and tingle, but after a moment it only felt like a slightly uncomfortable itch.

Kylie gasped a yeah, then she slowly began working the neck of the bottle in and out of her ass.

“This is pretty hot,” Dawn commented. She moved closer to Doug, putting a hand between his legs as she adjusted herself to get a better view of the action without drawing too much attention to herself from Sporty’s other patrons.

Kylie made a face and sighed out again. She slowly worked the cool neck of the bottle in and out of her ass.

“Looks like it hurts,” Bill commented.

“No, man it’d hurt if she left the cap on,” Doug said.

This made everyone laugh, but not too loudly.

The only one who didn’t was Kylie. She was much too busy pleasing herself with the bottle. There was a hand between her legs, patting her pussy, and it took her a minute or two to realize that it was Doug’s and not Alfredo’s. The whole situation was making her hot enough not to care. She closed her eyes and gasped. “Finger me,” she whispered.

“Go ahead,” Dawn said.

Kylie opened her eyes to see Doug looking at her. She felt his hand move up slightly, the crook of his arm cradling her buttocks.

From the look on her face it was apparent that Emily had just realized what was going on. She shifted in her chair on the outside of the table and rose up to see. Kylie couldn’t help but crack a smile. “No way,” Emily laughed. “No fuckin’ way.”

“What?,” Bill questioned.

“Doug is rubbing her pussy,” she told him.

Now Bill rose up slightly to look. The couple only ended up looking for a second, both apparently feeling that too much looking would attract unwanted attention to their table.

“Go on and finger it,” Kylie whispered down to Doug. He looked up to her, his eyes a little wide. Then he looked to Alfredo, his partner in helping keep her ass open.

Alfredo gave his, I’m everybody’s friend, big guy smile. “Man, go ahead.”

Doug, cool stud and player Doug, still hesitated. He turned to look at Dawn as she rubbed his cock through his pants.

“Go ahead, you know you want to,” she said, her own voice hungry with lust.

That was all he seemed to need. Having their approval he had taken his index finger and rubbed it through the damp curls of her pussy hair as he guided it to her slit.

Closing her eyes she let out a slight moan as the tip of his finger slid up her slit and then found a way to dip inside. He went straight into her hole, but she didn’t care. Having his finger in her pussy, the bottle in her ass and Alfredo’s hand on her ass at the same time were making her super hot. She tried riding the bottle, but it was not as easy as getting it in from the way she was standing. Kylie knew that she still only had a limited amount of space to work with if she did not want to attract the attention of Sporty’s other patrons.

As if sensing she needed to go further Alfredo reached under her and put his hand on the base of the bottle. Things were getting crowded between her legs with her arm, Alfredo’s hand, the bottle and Doug’s fingers. But it was still enough room for the right motion to get going. She bit her lip, growling inside her mouth as Alfredo suddenly jabbed the bottle into her with a harsh thrust. “Nunnnnn,” she moaned, feeling her eyes roll back behind closed lids.

“Yeah, you like that,” Alfredo whispered.

“Nnn-yeah,” she cooed back. She gasped as he drew it back and jammed it in again.

“Ah, fuck,” Doug gasped in a whisper.

Kylie opened her eyes and glanced at him. Doug was still working a finger in and out of her, his own eyes closed and his head thrown slightly back. Dawn was no longer beside him. Looking down she saw the top of her blonde head moving slowly up and down between his legs.

Looking across the table she could see Emily and Bill were watching the action, seemingly glued to their chairs. They couldn’t participate, couldn’t even try to touch each other or even themselves without attracting attention from where they sat at the table. Looking past them she could see that the sports bar’s other patrons talked, drank and ate on, totally unaware at what was going on at the corner table.

“Bounce my ass with that bottle,” she suddenly whispered, her voice husky. “Make me cum.”

From across the table Emily raised a hand, then her middle finger, flipping her off.

Suddenly she felt Doug’s finger slide out of her pussy, and his arm slid out from between her legs. She opened her mouth to complain and beg for the finger back when she felt something else down there. She realized she was feeling facial cheeks brush against her inner thighs. This was followed by the vaguely familiar feel of a tongue licking and teasing it’s way up her slit.

Kylie opened her eyes and looked down as Alfredo continued to pound the neck of the bottle up her ass. As she expected she saw the blonde top of Dawn’s head between her legs. She had never tried doing anything with another woman before, nor had she ever really had the desire, but at that moment things were so hot she was not about to complain. After all she had never had two guys mess with her at the same time before either.

Could it possibly get any hotter?

As if in response she felt Dawn nudge her belly up and out of the way with the top of her head. Again she rolled her eyes back in her head as she felt the other woman open her pussy with her hands and dip her face into her open and musky hole. She let out a deep sigh and arched back slightly. Unlike her boyfriend Dawn was going right for her clit, with a tongue that was apparently skilled at doing so. Doug for his part reached up and rubbed her left breast through her blouse and bra.

Dawn’s oral exploration of her only lasted a minute or two as Doug felt her and Alfredo worked her ass with the bottle. She decided to move on, and after a moment Doug moved his hand back down, this time digging three fingers into her pussy and jamming them in and out just as hard as her “date” was with the bottle.
“Fuckaaashit,” she gasped.

“Umm,” Alfredo purred.

Kylie turned and looked to see that, as she expected, Dawn’s head was now between his legs. She turned and leaned to him as he kept jamming the bottle up her ass, not missing a beat. They kissed, softly, and that just made her hotter. She could feel the electric buzz in her clit and knew it was going to be time to cum soon.

“Man, Dawn gives some good head,” Alfredo said in a hushed tone, looking toward Doug.

Kylie was a little jealous because she herself had yet to see Alfredo’s cock.

“Yeah, man,” Doug agreed. He was still stuffing his fingers in her pussy, twisting them slightly as he did.

Alfredo got a slight look of bliss on his face. He sighed, letting a sharp breath out through his lips. “Kind of makes me think of the old days,” he sighed.

The Beef Bagging Bimbos of Bartow, Kylie remembered. That was what they had called Maggie and Alice and the other girls that had worked with him in the meat department at the Big P.

Dawn didn’t suck him for too long, because after a minute she stopped and made her way back to Doug, pausing to kiss her parted thighs along the way. Once she got back to him and started sucking him again he took his hand away from between Kylie’s legs.

This time she did not miss his fingers digging into her pussy. Instead she worked herself up and down to enjoy the ass fucking that Alfredo was giving her with the long neck. God, she wished that she had a camera set up there, or someone to tape everything that was going on. She would kill to be able to watch this over and over. The idea was enough to bring her to the edge now that she only had one person concentrating on one body part and not dividing her attention.

“That it?,” Alfredo questioned. “You about there?”

Kylie bit her lip and nodded. How the fucking hell was he so good that he knew she was going to cum? In fact just thinking it was pushing her even closer. “Ummm,” she purred, then gave a sigh.

Alfredo let out a breath and jammed the neck of the bottle hard up her ass. He had done it with enough force to make some of the liquid splash up and out into her ass as if her beer was coming inside her. It burned and stung her insides once more, and the tough of her Zima coming insider her was enough to drive her the rest of the way over the edge. Her ass and pussy spasmed as she let out a moaning breath.

“Come on,” Alfredo told her.

“Mmmmmm,” he purred, grinding her ass to meet the thrust of the bottle.
“Bounce it,” she gasped. “Bounce my ass.”

“Yeah, I’m going to shake your bouncy booty,” he whispered to her in a harsh tone.

“Nah-ha-fuckaaashit!,” she moaned. She shivered and her legs felt a little rubbery as she came. It was a big, yet subdued, orgasm. Kylie still had the presence of mind not to attract any unwanted attention.

When it was over she let out another soft groan as she felt Alfredo pull the neck of the bottle all of the way out of her ass. She watched as he sat it on the table. The neck glistened, and there were what looked like semi-transparent streaks from the top of the neck to the flare of the base. Amazingly it was still three quarters of the way full, the lime still stirring it the fizz as the liquid contents of the bottle began to settle.

Looking across the table she saw that Emily and Bill were both still watching, eyes wide. She had the feeling that her friend was cursing her in the head since she and her husband were not in any position to have any action of their own.

Beside her Doug straightened himself up. Once he reached up and pulled his shirt, looking composed, Dawn slipped up from beneath the table. She looked around to the others with a grin on her face. Then she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, showing off a huge glob of Doug’s cum.

“Hot damn,” Bill said as she sucked her tongue into her mouth and swallowed it down.

“Five out of five hard cocks,” Emily added, referring to the adult video rating system in one of the porno magazines that they subscribed to.

Kylie looked back at the bottle on the table. There were thousands of bubbles rising up around where the lime sat at the bottom.

“You gonna drink that down like a good girl?,” Alfredo asked.

She grinned and wrapped her left hand around the base of the bottle. With her right hand she reached down and loosely grabbed Alfredo’s cock. He was still hard and a little sticky from the brief blow job Dawn had given him. Right now she couldn’t wait to get it inside of her. She had rejected the suggestion about fucking him in the bathroom last week, but this week she was not sure she could hold out until they got to wherever they ended up going to.

Kylie raised the bottle up.

Emily smirked and shook her head. “No way.”

Kylie put the bottle to her lips and tilted her head back. She cooed to herself slightly as she swallowed down most of the contents. Smiling to Emily she sat the bottle down on the table and then wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her blouse.

“Oh, my God,” Emily breathed.

Not to be outdone Dawn reached over and grabbed the bottle. “Bottoms up,” she said before tipping her head back and drinking the remainder of the contents.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Doug breathed.

Bill shifted in his seat and pushed his bottle of Coor’s Light to the middle of the table. “Well, I think this is the time when you’re supposed to say, check please.”

And of course he was right, because now, Kylie was pretty sure, everyone at the table was ready to fuck.

-9-

Kylie had drank enough and been giddy enough after that that she had lost track of events between leaving Sporty’s and getting home. Doug and Dawn had taken off, followed closely by Emily and Bill. She and Alfredo had had another drink before they left the sports bar as well. Looking back on that as she looked to her frozen image on the screen made her realize, that unless Doug and Dawn had went to her place, then there was fucking going on in three out of the four apartments in the fourplex the night before. Yet, she had no doubt that, Mrs. McDougal only called to complain about the sound of bouncing coming from hers.

She slit her eyes, trying to remember exactly everything that had happened after they had left. She could remember, a little more clearly, kneeling in the front seat of her Bronco as he got behind her. She had gasped when his cock, still sight unseen, slipped into her sopping pussy. Clearly she remembered taking her glasses off and sitting them on the dash so they would not go flying across the seat or into the floorboard. He had placed a hand on her head and urged her back as he thrust into her.

It was still early and there were too many cars still pulling into Sporty’s parking lot. Alfredo had stopped to put his cock away, but he told her to keep kneeling there for a minute. Then next thing she knew was that he reached between her legs from behind and jammed his fat thumb up her ass, rhythmically pounding it as soon as he slid it inside. His fingers were so fat, she realized now, that they were probably thicker than Danny, not Donny’s, cock.

Alfredo leaned in closer and reached down around her waist and found her slit with the fingers of his other hand. He frigged her clit with a vengeance as he pounded his thumb up her ass. It made a loud slapping sound each time it came in contact with her round cheeks and it was that sound that further excited and aroused her. “Fuckaaashit,” she panted.

“Come on, Kylie, come on,” he urged, his voice soft. Once again it seemed he was right in tune with her needs.

Kneeling in the front seat she groaned and panted, almost out of breath, as she had another orgasm. She heard the sound of tires on asphalt coming from close range, but it was not enough to deter Alfredo from fingering her holes until she let her body go a little limp as her orgasm subsided.

“I can’t wait to fuckin’ fuck you,” he whispered, leaning closer to her ear. He pulled his thumb out of her ass.

“You want to follow me home?,” she asked. He took his finger out of her slit and then his arm out from around her waist. Already she wanted him to make her come again.

“It’ll be easier,” he said.

And I can capture the moment, she had thought to herself.

The drive from Sporty’s to the apartment complex was still lost in the haze. She remembered getting out of the Bronco and telling him where he had parked was fine. She also remembered him kissing her and fondling her breasts as they reached the outside stairway that lead to the second floor. Somewhere in there she could vaguely remember him reaching up and touching her bare ass up her skirt as he ascended the stairs behind her.

Then suddenly they had been in her kitchen, him pushing her against the kitchen table, which had in turn bumped against the wall with a loud bang. He grabbed her blouse, catching her bra strap at the same time, then yanked and sent the buttons of her yellow blouse flying across the kitchen. There was a rip of fabric as the strap of her bra snapped, gravity instantly jerking her left breast a little lower. His hand was on it in an instant, squeezing and pinching as he gave her a hard and passionate kiss.

It was from there she could remember clearly everything that had happened. Him giving pinching bites to her exposed breast. Suggesting she put on some music to cover their noise. Him stripping her as she went to the entertainment center. Turning on the TLC CD. Then at last seeing his cock before he had pushed her over the arm of the couch and plunged it into her hungry pussy.

And of course she had suggesting coming into the bedroom, where of course her video recorder was.

Kylie looked to her frozen face on the screen, then pointed the remote at the recorder. The image unfroze as her face came in closer. Then there was a momentary haze of static followed by her face filling the screen again. A rainbow colored stress line appeared and rolled up the screen as she image cleared up.