Author's Note.
Coy Fiona is coerced into a sex game on a hen night by her drunken mother. Her innocence is barely scratched, but are the doors open for more? Can Fiona be pushed to fully explore her needs by her mother and her morally flexible friend Rita.
Story is more reluctance based than non consent.
******************************************************
PART ONE: A STICKY SITUATION
A cacophony of clackling high heels filled the night air as a crowd of cackling intoxicated ladies stumbled along in tight formation. Their coordinated dress, following a pink fluffy theme, with an emphasis on minimum material, left no one in doubt they were on a hen night. In the middle of the group, clinging to her worse for wear mother Eliie was 18 year old Fiona.
"Fuck me, it's a Barbie convention," called out a voice, "Who's the lucky lass then?"
The girls turned to see a couple of twentysomethings staring at them. "Cheryl here," replied Rita, "You're bit late for this one sorry."
"Dam, and she's the best one. Guess I'm going to have to settle for one of you lot," he replied in jest."
Rita looked him up and down, "You two virgins?"
"Yer what? Na, proper fully qualified studs we are."
The group laughed at their brazen confidence as Rita stumbled towards them thrusting her scantily covered tits in their faces. "Think you boys could handle a MILF do you?
Fiona knew Rita had a colourful reputation but she hadn't witnessed her flirtatious nature first hand. Those closer to her knew exactly what was coming next.
"That an offer?"
"Who's the biggest between you then?"
"I am."
"How you know? You been comparing cocks then."
The girls laughed as the two guys cringed. Rita moved close, stood between them, then grabbed each of them between the legs, "Oooh, you're a big boy aren't you? Much bigger than your mate. Bet you'd love to dump a load in me, wouldn't you?"
"Fuck yeah, course I would."
Rita grinned and pointed to an alleyway, "Come on then."
"Yer what?"
"Thought you said you wanted to fuck me?"
"Fucking Hell, thought you just messing."
"Nah, I'm serious. You up for a quick shag or not then?"
"Fuck yeah."
Rita turned to the girls, "Do's a favour and be my blockers."
Fiona was a bit confused, what were 'blockers'? She'd ask but she didn't want to look a naive idiot. Instead she followed the giggling crowd into the alley off the main street. It soon became apparent that their job was to gather around a doorway and screen Rita's little escapade from the world. The girls packed tightly around the doorway but kept their backs turned to the action. Fiona looked sheepishly at her smirking mother as the pants and grunts echoed behind her.
Her mother had warned her things could get a tad risqué on a hen night but this was a bit more than she expected. Of course she'd heard stories about strippers, or of girls flashing their panties at passing cars. But sex? Nah that was something that only happened on porn sites and in the minds of men. Yet now, in the tight pink huddle in the shadows, listening to Rita's rogering she felt her mother had downplayed things quite a bit.
Rita was bent right over, her curly red dyed hair dangling down over her face as her ample cleavage swung with his deep thrusts. Her pussy had seen better days, and was showing the strain of bearing three kids, but despite the looseness he was enjoying his easy fuck none the less, and soggy snatch soon felt his sticky mess.
"You sure you're not a virgin? Didn't take long did you?"
"What about my mate? He'll cry if he gets left out."
Rita adjusted her panties and tidied up her ruffled skirt. "C'mon, who wants to give his mate one? What's your name son?"
"Terry. Sorry about my mate, he's not as experienced as I am."
"Yeah right. C'mon then, who wants Terry's todger?
"You up for it Lizzy, c'mon give him a go."
"Dunno, I think he might have cum already. You got a sticky leg son?"
Lizzy switched places, pressed her back against the door and hitched up her lacy pink skirt, "C'mon son, stick it up before it gets cold."
He looked at her natural unshaven mound, he'd heard about them but had never seen one in the flesh. She brushed her bush apart with her fingers, parting her doner kebab pussy lips and beckoned him close. It was no pornstar pussy, but free pussy is free pussy and a moment later he found himself where so many had gone before.
Fiona was a virgin and largely inexperienced in the needs of men but not ignorant of such things. She knew one day her time would come when a man would take her, but she was a quiet girl and not a brazen hussy like Rita and Lizzy. But now, as the rhythmic slurping slapping echoed behind her, she didn't know to be embarrassed or amused. Fiona had rarely ever even heard her parents at it, but now she was experiencing the full audio from only feet away.
Like his friend, Terry didn't do himself proud and soon erupted. Not that he cared, he had sex and tomorrow he'd be boasting to his mates of his conquest. Fiona doubted Rita and Lizzy would be telling their husbands. She instinctively suspected she'd be expected to keep quiet about it too.
"Poor sods, you've scarred them for life," joked another woman as they slinked off.
"Just bit fun, we are on a hen night you know," replied Rita, "C'mon, get a bit cock, you know you want it."
"C'mon, who's next? Sharon? Linda? Mary? C'mon no one will say anything," added Lizzy.
"I'm on the rag," replied Sharon, "Best I can do tonight is go down on a guy."
"C'mon, you can do buttstuff surely," laughed Rita.
"Fuck that, I only let him at home up there on his birthday."
