Dropping Inn at the Beer Fest - Sex Stories

Dropping Inn at the Beer Fest

You had been looking forward to this weekend for several weeks, ever since you'd been able to get tickets for the Hot Summer Cold Beer Festival. Beer wasn't your favorite thing, but it was great on a hot day, and you were looking forward to finding new things that you liked. And new places to go. And possibly new friends; or run into some old friends. Maybe you'd get laid, too. Sex on a hot summer day, particularly in an outside setting, was something you enjoyed. The sun felt great on your naked body; the risk of getting caught added that little extra spice.

When the day approached, you put on a flouncy skirt - sans underwear - and a crocheted cotton bikini top. The crochet created a tight and mostly opaque cover - so your nipples weren't immediately obvious unless you stretched. You were dressed to play.

The first thing you did when you got there was to scout around the park looking for some semi-private areas where you could scratch that horny itch. Even if you were only by yourself, you knew it would be fun. You found a good place - a picnic table that was half surrounded by trees, and blocked from the road by the festival stage. You took a couple of minutes to hike up your flouncy skirt and take advantage your lack of panties to give yourself a warm-up. You ran your hands over your mound and across your lips, and then opened them up and teased your clit with the wetness and some sweat. Once you felt warm and ready for some fun, you headed back to the festival ...

... itself.

You stopped at several booths that looked like they'd have the kind of light, citrusy beer you preferred. There were a couple of Belgium whites that you liked, and some lemon or orange shandies that you really liked. You made notes of them, to look for them later. You finally ended up at the booth that had made you come here in the first place - run by the Dew Drop Inn. Your favorite bartenders Jay and Brandon - favorite for their activities *upstairs from the* bar - were there working the booth.

They were talking to other people, but Jay saw you and nudged Brandon. They both smiled; you stretched your arms up and then around, with the intentional side effect of pushing your tits out and stretching the crochet netting just enough to show your nipples. You smiled back at them and licked your lips. Very quickly, Jay dismissed the customer he'd been talking to, and curled is finger in a "come hither" gesture. You walked over with a bounce in your step that caused your boobs to bounce up and down.

"What kind of beer are you interested in trying?", Jay said.

"Oh, I like mostly lighter beers with a hint of citrus in them.

"But I really love sitting on a bench under some trees, tucked out of the way where there is a good bit of privacy, enjoying a drink or ... something... A place much like the one I found behind the stage..."

Jay smiled, almost leering, almost drooling, but still looking like a normal smile. "Well, let's have you try a couple of things until ...