sillygamez:

SG

Last weekend they made fun of their guy friends for being idiots playing “Power Hour”.  A simple party game turned into a challenge that no man would turn down, but by the end of the night the girls had sealed their fate.  Boasting how easy it looked, 1 shot each minute for 60 minutes.  Well tonight they get the chance to see who will be the last girl standing……….well sitting.  They already had to do this game naked after losing the last drinking wager to the guys.  So the glasses were set in front of them, filled and replaced every minute as the music played, cheers from the onlookers, and trash talking with laughter began.

They said they could prove they could drink the boys under the table, they tipped the glasses back minute by minute.  Knowing that if at least one of them didn’t make it, they would be sexual toys for the men that night.  Everyone knew a few of them didn’t mind being a party favor for anyone with a big cock, but the others were determined to put the boys to shame.  After eight shots the first girl stood and stumbled off waiving the white flag.  One of the guys slung her over his shoulder and carried her off for some fun.  The next two girls dropped at seventeen and twenty-three.  Respectable but not even close to the target.  Two guys claimed one of the girls and whisked her away to another room as the third girl was pulled on to a couch and made to eat pussy in her dazed state.  

These parties always had sex all around the house anyhow so by this point of the night many were fooling around.  Down to one who as first glace was holding strong.  She moved into the thirties as the crowd got larger.  She was teased and groped a bit but she swatted them off and tossed back another and another.  Forty minutes in she was starting to fade.  Glazed eyes as the first girl to drop came back to urge her on.  She was there for a few minutes before someone told her to hold the end of the bar and started to pump into her tight little ass while she watch her friend struggling to finish the game.  Into the fifties, so close, the house was wild with sex and drunkenness.  She could barely see and the initial masses that cheered her on had thinned out to have their own fun.  

Down to the last five shots as a few of the guys started to worry she would make it.  They would have to streak the track naked for 5 miles if she pulled it off.  They started talking about anything to make her feel sick as she teetered on the stool.  The third girl wiped the glaze off her face before kissing her cheek and telling her she knew she could make it.  So close, three, two….one.  The last glass clanked on the bar as the few left watching cheered.  She slumped against the shoulder of her friend with her fist raised in the air in victory.  The word was spread around the house that the girls won and that next Friday’s party would start at the track with the guys bare ass and running.  They did however swear they would never do this one again. 

Going to the fair today.   Wish you were with me to hold onto my arm and walk around all the people acting like kids again.   The silly games of chance, spending 5 bucks to throw a ball, a ring, or a dart to win an over-sized stuffed animal. Rides that creak and shake as they whip you around, turn you upside down, or carry you to the clouds so you can look over everything.   The lights flickering as dusk sets in, laughter and screaming filling the air.  Funhouses, face painting, and fake tattoos.  A variety of animals to pet, feed, and ride including the pig races.  The food….steak on a stick, french fries dripping with salted oil, ice cream, bbq, funnel cakes, turkey legs, caramel apples, and cotton candy.  Did I mention I go for the food?

Oh how I  wish you were here with me!