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    Drunken Adventures

    Tina took a deep breath. She didn’t imagine that this was going to happen. Not only were they both trying something completely new and unfamiliar, but they were doing a type of roleplay they’d never done before. Though, she suspected, the fact that they were both relatively buzzed, helped make this situation a bit better.

    Everyone had left with Tasha, who picked them up after work, because everyone was drunk, except Shane who was carried home by Max. The moment Tina closed the door behind everyone, Bette revealed that she wanted to try it.

    I mean Alice had been taunting her all night about all these different experimental stuff, and said, “you never know how good it is until you try it.”

    But Tina didn’t think Bette would take her seriously.

    Tina felt a rush of arousal at the thought of it, and when Bette revealed the whole fantasy she had attached to it, Tina almost came on the spot.

    “Oh God,” Tina breathed adjusting the strap on to her naked hips, then fixing the rather large dildo to it. Why in the world did Bette choose this dildo, when they had much smaller ones? Tina will never know. She just blamed it on the alcohol. Surely sober Bette wouldn’t choose this one, would she?

    Tina took a deep breath and pulled up the baggy jeans, she only wore when she was lazy. They were very butch-like jeans with holes in one knee and the other thigh. Like the type of pants a poor cowboy would wear.

    She grabbed the loose plaid shirt that had the sleeves cut off and slipped it over her naked breasts. No bra. She buttoned up the shirt, then tied her blonde locks into a low ponytail. She grabbed the cowboy hat she used to wear back home when she would go horse back riding, and slipped it on her head.

    Tina smirked at her appearance. If she knew Bette had a thing for butch cowgirls, she would have dressed like this sooner. She adjusted the giant belt buckle, then walked out into the bedroom.

    Bette was somewhere in the house in her own costume. Thankfully Angie was with Kit and Angus tonight, because Tina didn’t think they could make it back to the bedroom,

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    Comments

    1. Hi Tibetter24, That was bloody marvellous. I do love how you mix up these Drunken Adventures. It is awesome to read how Bette and Tina’s erotic sides come out to play once loosen by alcohol. More p-uh-lease. Your Loyal Fan.

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