A Night of Desperate Ladies
In the desperate scramble to keep her from falling, you end up firmly holding one of her breasts. You stand frozen, beginning to panic as Jenna whips out her phone and snaps a picture. You aren't sure what is going on until she bursts out laughing.
"OMG This is hilarious! I think this might be my favorite drunk picture of her yet! And don't worry, your face isn't in the picture. I've got to make sure its OK with her when she sobers up, which I'm sure it will be, but I'll be sending you a copy for your memories."
As if there wasn't enough going on already, Courtney shifts around again, causing you to grab on to her even tighter to keep from dropping her. Suddenly she moans loudly:
"Oh YEAH! Now pinch my nipple hard!"
It startles you, causing you to let go of her. She stumbles to the floor, then falls on her back. Without the bra in the way, you have an unimpeded view of her breasts and you can't help but stare. Its obvious that it was a pushup bra, so now you would only consider her cheast very large instead of truly massive like before. With her small frame, they still are wider than her chest and have large dark brown areolas with thick fully erect nipples.
She looks up at you and drunkenly tries to wink as she sloppily grabs both of her breasts roughly pinches their nipples. You stare open-mouthed as she pulls them as far from her chest as she can and twirling it in her fingers. Now laughing even harder, Jenna snaps another shot.
"OK, this night is already one of the most memorable I've had with Courtney and the night's not even over! Hang tight, we're almost there."
Once again, she starts to bend down before she catches herself.
"I love this dress, but I really hate how tight this it is. If I had known I would be dealing with this hot mess I don't think I would have gone to the trouble of squeezing into this it! Anyway, I'm definitely going to need some help from you with this. Her skirt is almost off, can you please finish it? I feel like I'm on repeat, but know that what I'm asking is 100% OK with both of us. I can't do anything with her while I'm in this dress, so I need you to take it off."
This whole situation is so ridiculous that you are past the point of being nervous. With Courtney's legs in the air, you tug her skirt as the wetness left over from her accident causes it to cling to her skin. Once you slide the skirt down farther and her knees begin to open, you pause as her pussy comes into better view. It is clean shaven and you see what looks like a few drops of urine from her earlier accident. You can't help but stare, imagining the fountain of piss that come out only a couple minutes before. Then, out of nowhere, Jenna interrupts your thoughts.
"Don't freeze up now, you're almost there! I know its tempting, but lets hurry up and get her inside."
You gaze at her puffy lips for a few moments longer before you continue. Once you finally you get the skirt past her ankles, her legs open up wide and you are greet by her very aroused pussy. You expected it to be wet since she just peed herself a few minutes ago, but her lips are spread wide and positively dripping with thick, milky, juices. As you stare intently you are jolted back to reality when you hear a soft moan and watch as she slides a hand down between her legs. Your gaze is glued in place as she slides a finger deep into her sopping wet hole, then locks eyes with you.
"That feels so much better, but why are your clothes still on?" she slurs.
"Dammit, Courtney, what are you doing?" Jenna interrupts. "You just pissed yourself and we're trying to clean you up, not get you off. I'm still waiting, you know.
Your attention is once again averted when you see Jenna trying to grab her crotch out of the corner of your eye while you are distracted. You act like you are still ogling Courtney to see how far Jenna will go. She tries to shimmy her dress upwards to get access to her crotch, but its no use so she settles with bending forward awkwardly for about 15 seconds before righting herself and joining you in staring.
"God, those tits are amazing, aren't they? I wish I could suck on those nipples right now, but I think things are weird enough as it is. Not sure what to do with her now, though."
Courtney is now rubbing her engorged clit; it is sticking lewdly out above her lips, glistening with her juices. Still, your mind is focusing on what Jenna had just said - I'm still waiting. That had to mean she was still waiting to pee, right? Looking back to Courtney, she has spread her legs even wider and now has 3 fingers buried in her pussy and squeezing her breast with the other hand, all the while staring at you longingly. It doesn't last long, though, before she finally passes out completely.
"Damn, what a mess. I don't think we're going to be able to get her cleaned up right now. Do you have somewhere other than the floor we can put her?"
The only thing you can think of is the sofa with a blanket on top, so you grab one and lay it down. All that's left is moving her. Its hard to believe you are going to have to pick up this passed out, almost nude, woman, but after coming this far there's no point backing down now. It worked well before, so you pick her up in your arms.
"OMG This is hilarious! I think this might be my favorite drunk picture of her yet! And don't worry, your face isn't in the picture. I've got to make sure its OK with her when she sobers up, which I'm sure it will be, but I'll be sending you a copy for your memories."
As if there wasn't enough going on already, Courtney shifts around again, causing you to grab on to her even tighter to keep from dropping her. Suddenly she moans loudly:
"Oh YEAH! Now pinch my nipple hard!"
It startles you, causing you to let go of her. She stumbles to the floor, then falls on her back. Without the bra in the way, you have an unimpeded view of her breasts and you can't help but stare. Its obvious that it was a pushup bra, so now you would only consider her cheast very large instead of truly massive like before. With her small frame, they still are wider than her chest and have large dark brown areolas with thick fully erect nipples.
She looks up at you and drunkenly tries to wink as she sloppily grabs both of her breasts roughly pinches their nipples. You stare open-mouthed as she pulls them as far from her chest as she can and twirling it in her fingers. Now laughing even harder, Jenna snaps another shot.
"OK, this night is already one of the most memorable I've had with Courtney and the night's not even over! Hang tight, we're almost there."
Once again, she starts to bend down before she catches herself.
"I love this dress, but I really hate how tight this it is. If I had known I would be dealing with this hot mess I don't think I would have gone to the trouble of squeezing into this it! Anyway, I'm definitely going to need some help from you with this. Her skirt is almost off, can you please finish it? I feel like I'm on repeat, but know that what I'm asking is 100% OK with both of us. I can't do anything with her while I'm in this dress, so I need you to take it off."
This whole situation is so ridiculous that you are past the point of being nervous. With Courtney's legs in the air, you tug her skirt as the wetness left over from her accident causes it to cling to her skin. Once you slide the skirt down farther and her knees begin to open, you pause as her pussy comes into better view. It is clean shaven and you see what looks like a few drops of urine from her earlier accident. You can't help but stare, imagining the fountain of piss that come out only a couple minutes before. Then, out of nowhere, Jenna interrupts your thoughts.
"Don't freeze up now, you're almost there! I know its tempting, but lets hurry up and get her inside."
You gaze at her puffy lips for a few moments longer before you continue. Once you finally you get the skirt past her ankles, her legs open up wide and you are greet by her very aroused pussy. You expected it to be wet since she just peed herself a few minutes ago, but her lips are spread wide and positively dripping with thick, milky, juices. As you stare intently you are jolted back to reality when you hear a soft moan and watch as she slides a hand down between her legs. Your gaze is glued in place as she slides a finger deep into her sopping wet hole, then locks eyes with you.
"That feels so much better, but why are your clothes still on?" she slurs.
"Dammit, Courtney, what are you doing?" Jenna interrupts. "You just pissed yourself and we're trying to clean you up, not get you off. I'm still waiting, you know.
Your attention is once again averted when you see Jenna trying to grab her crotch out of the corner of your eye while you are distracted. You act like you are still ogling Courtney to see how far Jenna will go. She tries to shimmy her dress upwards to get access to her crotch, but its no use so she settles with bending forward awkwardly for about 15 seconds before righting herself and joining you in staring.
"God, those tits are amazing, aren't they? I wish I could suck on those nipples right now, but I think things are weird enough as it is. Not sure what to do with her now, though."
Courtney is now rubbing her engorged clit; it is sticking lewdly out above her lips, glistening with her juices. Still, your mind is focusing on what Jenna had just said - I'm still waiting. That had to mean she was still waiting to pee, right? Looking back to Courtney, she has spread her legs even wider and now has 3 fingers buried in her pussy and squeezing her breast with the other hand, all the while staring at you longingly. It doesn't last long, though, before she finally passes out completely.
"Damn, what a mess. I don't think we're going to be able to get her cleaned up right now. Do you have somewhere other than the floor we can put her?"
The only thing you can think of is the sofa with a blanket on top, so you grab one and lay it down. All that's left is moving her. Its hard to believe you are going to have to pick up this passed out, almost nude, woman, but after coming this far there's no point backing down now. It worked well before, so you pick her up in your arms.