Revolutionary Opportunity - Sex Stories

Revolutionary Opportunity

... Russ said, "How much to let us push our faces in between them." Kristen bent over, reaching with her hand to take the $60 off the bar, almost brushing the front of her blouse against Al's face as she did. Pushing the bills into the little front pocket of her hot pants she looked up and said in a mock Southern accent, "Well I don't know, sweetie, how much might that be worth?" Al pulled a roll of bills out of his pocket and peeled off a $100 bill and put it on the bar. Kristen looked at Jack, expressionless as ever, he shook his head ever so slightly. She wrinkled her nose. Al peeled another $100 bill off his roll. Before putting it on top of the other one he said, "but the blouse and bra come off. That was a lot of money to Kristen, more importantly she was as caught up as the men and didn't want the night to stop. She smiled and began unbuttoning her blouse. It wasn't long before Al and Russ were pouring champagne over her tits, licking and 'motor-boating' them as they all laughed. Drunk and giddy, Kristen pulled their faces to her bosom with her hands in their hair, her only disappointment came from the fact that Jack didn't get involved. She kept glancing over at him seeking his reaction, but all she saw was a cool smile that rendered no judgement. Al pulled his face from between Kristen's tits, "Unbelievable!" All three men leaned back against the bar. Kristen stood half naked, her tits reddened from the late day whiskers of the two married men, began to feel awkward ...

... in the silence. She crossed an arm over her breasts. "I'm hard as a rhino horn," Al said, readjusting his crotch. "How much for sex?" Al had his wad of bills in his hand again. Kristen looked at Jack who gave a little shrug. She felt unearthly calm. She leaned over and took the two $100 bills off the bar. "I think that's enough fun for one night, guys." She folded the bills and put them in her pocket. Al peeled five $100 bills off his roll and laid them on the bar. Kristen began to put on her brassiere. Al slowly peeled more bills off of his roll. By the time Kristen had her bra secured and her tits tucked in place there were ten $100 bills on the counter. "Thousand bucks," Al said. Kristen was feeling a little less comfortable now as the stakes of this little game she was playing got higher. There was not a sound. When Kristen became aware she was looking down at the money and not at the men she lifted her eyes to meet each of theirs. Al and Russ seemed to have lumps in their throats, Jack seemed bemused. "Each." The men looked at each other. "And all three or none," Kristen added. Mysteriously the men reached some sort of agreement on their glances and Al peeled twenty more $100 bills of his roll to make three stacks of ten. "I want a blow job," Al said. "Me too," Russ said. Kristen sank to her knees in front of the two men as they slid off their bar stools. She helped them open their pants, teasing their already hard cocks through the fabric. Both cocks were shorter than ...