Everyone having sex is at least 18. This story is a work of fiction. I made it all up. Check reality at the door and enjoy it for what it is. Special thanks to goducks111 for his help and making this a better story.
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Chapter 5 - Exhibitionist
It's Friday night. This week they ate before they came over. They know there is no script for this week, it's going to be reactionary. I am going to put my sister in a situation where people may or may not see her. My go-to for this type of stuff is lady's night at the strip club. I tested Beth, and she has zero talent at dancing. She wasn't just bad, she was terrible. Being Friday night, the movie theatres will be filled. The bars will be filled. Oooo, a bar.
Beth is wearing a white blouse that is too small. It wants to tear itself into strips, she has no bra on, the ladies are bouncing wildly. Then she is wearing a shorter skirt with no panties. Her long, athletic legs are on full display. I have seen shorter skirts, it's not illegal. Bending over at the waist will put on quite the show.
Roger is in a pair of shorts, sneakers, and a t-shirt. Nothing special about him but the shorts come off easy for a blow job. I can work with that. They know that they are drinking, so they will gain courage tonight. I am driving and will be drinking soda. They are spending the night in the basement; extra clothes are in the basement already.
The bar has a back room with some dartboards. There is a young couple back there. She is younger, he is older, and neither looks as good as Beth, and Roger. They have been drinking for a while, so they are friendly.
I ask the bartender to turn up the lights in the back a little so we can see the dartboard, she does. I buy four shots for the group. The free shots get us introductions to Mike and Gina. I am videotaping their date, I am not drinking, ignore me. They did that very well. Mike can't keep his eyes off Beth. She loves the attention, Roger isn't.
While Mike is concentrating on throwing his darts, I whisper into Gina's ear, "Take off your bra." That is the one thing she has, a nice rack of titties. Beth's are nicer, but these aren't bad. Gina starts to walk away; I grab her hand. She looks at me with a confused look.
I mouth to her, "In front of Mike." Her hand goes to her face. I smile big at her. Roger saw what I did, and he gave her a thumbs up. Gail reaches into her shirt, straps go off her shoulders, she pulls her bra out and places it on the table. She looks nervous.
It's her turn to shot, and her breasts flop around. Mike's eyes pop out of his head.
While that is going on, I softly tell Beth, "Two buttons."
Now it's Beth's turn to look shocked. She thinks for a few seconds and undoes two buttons. It's her turn, and she throws badly. She is concerned about popping out. She almost does. Both men love it. I turn to Gina, and she is already unbuttoning two buttons. AWESOME!
Gina takes the darts from Roger and tosses them at the board. She too is terrible, same issue, concerned about her shirt. I look at Beth and hold up one finger. She seems excited but deeply concerned. She unbuttons another button.
By now, nobody is keeping score. They are watching Beth, and Gina toss darts, and then the wobbles that follow. Both men are moaning. Beth almost falls out, only part of the breasts buckles out. I go to her with two ice cubes. I place my hands that are each holding an ice cube on her nipples. I lean in and kiss her on the lips. My hands linger as I tell her, "You are fucking awesome."
By the time I stop holding the nipple, the ice cube had melted enough. I told you she was wearing a thin white blouse. I just added water on the nipples, you can see straight through the blouse, and see the nipples, clear as day. It's her turn to toss darts. On stepping up to the line, she smiles because both men and standing, unable to move. Mouths open, and drool spilling out.
Beth throws hard, and the breasts almost fall out again. It sure was a sight to see them wobble. Oh my, those nipples! My cock is hard, I am ready to fuck my sister. I see Gina take the darts, and then throw them at the board. She has undone two more buttons; the breasts swing around freely. Oh my.
I look over, and Beth has no buttons anymore. Her shirt flutters open and then closed as she walks. At throwing the darts, her body sways from the weight of the breasts moving around. She is no longer embarrassed; she is having fun.
I take the darts and then say with a big smile on my face, "Here is $20 for each of you. I want each of you to buy two more drinks for you, and your man. Then. I want each of you to convince a man to buy you two or more shots."
Beth is first to object, "No way! I can't short my boobies to strangers. That's going too far."
Gina saves me, "With as old as you are, you probably couldn't get a shot anyways."
She winks at me and grabs the $20 from my hand. Beth is furious, she angrily grabs the money from my hand and stomps over to the bartender.
Gina easily coaxes a man to buy two shots for her by letting a guy touch her tits. Beth walks up to a pair of older men in suits.
Beth asks the guys, "Are these worth four shots?" At the same time, she fully opens her shirt. Both men yell to the bartender, "Four shots of Crown Royal, please." One of the men stumbles and drops his cigarettes. I run to get behind them.
Beth puts up a finger saying, "One second."
She kicks the cigarettes out a few feet, so they are out in the open. Beth slowly widens her feet and then bends at the waist to pick up the pack. She is slow and purposeful. All of the men are straining their necks and have stopped breathing. Slowly the skirt rides up, and up. I can now see the bottom of her pussy lips. The skirt is still riding up.
Beth reaches down to pick up the pack, and then while her opposite hand is in the air for balance, she uses a finger to bring up the skirt and then inserts a finger into her pussy. They all said something, most said, "fuck me." She stands up, smiles, and hands back the pack. She picks up a tray of shots and walks back to the back room. Every man follows her.
I yell out, "If anyone steps into the back room, we are all leaving. It's a private party."
Most of the men walk back to their tables. Several linger to watch. As I walk past Beth, I help her slip out of her shirt. It didn't bother her at all. She acted like we just walked into the place. Mike took Gina's shirt off. Wow, nice breasts. I clear my throat; they are all looking at me.
I smile, pause, and then say, "Drink up your shots. I move three shots from Beth's tray to Mike and Gina. They drink, eyes tear up, and then shot glass goes down. After the girls drank two, and the guys drank three, they are all feeling wonderful.
I say clearly to the group, "Ok, time to make this interesting. You will play 301, and the loser's woman loses her pants. Next loss and the woman is spit-roasted. Before we start, Mike, give me your car keys. You are in no condition to drive. I will get an Uber for you." He eagerly hands over his keys.
301 is a game where you alternate partners throwing darts for points. Each score deducts points from 301. The key is that you must end up with precisely zero. You lose your turn if you go over. Example, they are at 12 points. If they hit a 19, turn over.