You have a drink
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 27
by
copier
· original author:
matheson
Picking up the saucer in front of you, you stare into the pink liquid blankly. You've had a lot of bad experiences with alcohol in the past. You think back and remember some bad experiences. A lot of people abused you simply because of your size and their liquid courage. "Bottoms up!" Joyce says playfully and taps the bottom of her glass against your drink. She taps it a little too hard, though, and wine spills all over your chest. "Oh nooo!" Joyce says cutely while wiping your chest with her shirt; not even thinking twice about the new stain she was making on it.
You laugh as the cloth rubs against you. Joyce isn't like those people, you realize. It would be wrong to try to paint her that way. When she fills your saucer back up, you don't even hesitate. The wine goes down so smoothly that it surprises you. You take a look at the bottle which reads 'Gaffe White Zinfandel'. "Huh, never heard of it", you say to yourself. The bottle floats up and into Joyce's hands as she inspects the label. "Its my favorite, my mother used to let me have sips when I was a girl." "It's damn good", you say as you drink some more. "Hah, thanks", she says as she lowers the bottle back down.
"What about you, when was your first drink?" she asks. You scratch your head and frown in some embarrassment. "I uh... was probably 13. Some of the older kids at school kind of kidnapped me and stuffed me in a beer bottle. They left me to float in there at a party." Joyce looks at you, "Whatttt, did someone drink you?" "No, no. I mean, some guy tried but I just wedged my arms and legs against the neck of the bottle every time he swigged. I don't even think he realized I was there! In any case, I ended up getting out when he trashed the bottle but mannn was I wasted, haha." "I bet!" Joyce laughs.
"When I was younger, my sister and I used to go to parties", Joyce says. "My friend's parents would take a vacation every month. We'd play games and do all sorts of crazy things. Times were so different then", Joyce sighs. "Yep. Nowadays the only drinks I get to have are after the kids are asleep", you say. "Just like right now", Joyce chuckles. "Yeah", you laugh. "Just like right now."
"I guess after a while you just kind of stop having fun like you used to", Joyce says with a bit of sorrow. "No wayyy!" you shout. "Getting older doesn't mean you have to stop having fun. What about your kids? I know Natalie is a lost cause but you have fun with Mandy, right?" "Heh", Joyce smiles as she thinks about it. "Yeah, I do. Sometimes I feel like it's a job but she is really a ton of fun to play with." "Well, there you go. Adult Fun 101, dismissed", you laugh and down another saucer of wine.
You and Joyce keep drinking back and forth, talking about the good old days. You try to calculate who's had more, but when you try to run the conversion in your head you get confused. The more you talked to her, the more you liked her. You're surprised you never noticed before tonight. Life can be rather distracting, you guess. You take another swig.
---A Few Hours Later---
Joyce kneels over the nightstand and lays her head on her arms. "You're cool", she says sluggishly. "You're amazing, Joyce", you say as you get up. You wobble over to her and suddenly kiss her.
Your mind is blank. All you can see is this beautiful woman in front of you. You fall against her lips and start kissing. They are bigger than your face and softer than pillows. The warmth hugs your face as you you let your body sink in. Her lips catch you and push against you. Fingers suddenly press against your back and push you further forward. You close your eyes as you feel her tongue gently touch your face. You stick yours out too. You don't care if she feels it; you do and that's all that matters.
The ground beneath your legs disappear. You're flying now. Your body starts to fall slowly again until you feel something soft behind you. When her lips let go of you, you see the soft linings of the bed sheets around you. Overhead hangs Joyce, kneeling down on all fours in front of you. She lifts a hand to move a piece of hair behind her ear then places it next to you. Her thumb holds your right leg while another sits on your chest. She smiles as she lowers her face. When her lips press down against your crotch, your head leans back in ecstasy. Her tongue comes out and slides across your member. You prop your head up to watch but can barely see past her nose. The hair behind her ear falls back out and curtains the little view you had. You let your head fall against the sheets and hone in on the feeling.
Her tongue rubs your dick back and forth. She laps it slowly. You feel like you'd lift off the ground if it wasn't for her fingers holding you down. Fuck it feels good. You squint your eyes closed as she wraps her tongue around your shaft and squeezes it. It's heaven and she's an angel.
Joyce very delicately moves her head up and down. It's hard to keep a grip, but she doesn't want to slow down. She can see him getting closer. His little hands grasp at the sheets and his head moves back and forth at each lick. She closes her eyes and presses her lips down a little harder. Her tongue grips at him, lifting itself onto and off of him. His moans get louder and louder and until finally she feels it. He shouts as his dick pulses against her tongue. She can taste the tiny bit of cum and feels him relaxing. She slowly lifts her face off him while slurping everything clean. Sitting up, she tries to taste the cum again, but it was already gone. She swallows anyways and looks down at him.
You lay there, looking at Joyce. She's looks so pretty up there, almost sitting in the heavens. Her arm reaches for you.
You laugh as the cloth rubs against you. Joyce isn't like those people, you realize. It would be wrong to try to paint her that way. When she fills your saucer back up, you don't even hesitate. The wine goes down so smoothly that it surprises you. You take a look at the bottle which reads 'Gaffe White Zinfandel'. "Huh, never heard of it", you say to yourself. The bottle floats up and into Joyce's hands as she inspects the label. "Its my favorite, my mother used to let me have sips when I was a girl." "It's damn good", you say as you drink some more. "Hah, thanks", she says as she lowers the bottle back down.
"What about you, when was your first drink?" she asks. You scratch your head and frown in some embarrassment. "I uh... was probably 13. Some of the older kids at school kind of kidnapped me and stuffed me in a beer bottle. They left me to float in there at a party." Joyce looks at you, "Whatttt, did someone drink you?" "No, no. I mean, some guy tried but I just wedged my arms and legs against the neck of the bottle every time he swigged. I don't even think he realized I was there! In any case, I ended up getting out when he trashed the bottle but mannn was I wasted, haha." "I bet!" Joyce laughs.
"When I was younger, my sister and I used to go to parties", Joyce says. "My friend's parents would take a vacation every month. We'd play games and do all sorts of crazy things. Times were so different then", Joyce sighs. "Yep. Nowadays the only drinks I get to have are after the kids are asleep", you say. "Just like right now", Joyce chuckles. "Yeah", you laugh. "Just like right now."
"I guess after a while you just kind of stop having fun like you used to", Joyce says with a bit of sorrow. "No wayyy!" you shout. "Getting older doesn't mean you have to stop having fun. What about your kids? I know Natalie is a lost cause but you have fun with Mandy, right?" "Heh", Joyce smiles as she thinks about it. "Yeah, I do. Sometimes I feel like it's a job but she is really a ton of fun to play with." "Well, there you go. Adult Fun 101, dismissed", you laugh and down another saucer of wine.
You and Joyce keep drinking back and forth, talking about the good old days. You try to calculate who's had more, but when you try to run the conversion in your head you get confused. The more you talked to her, the more you liked her. You're surprised you never noticed before tonight. Life can be rather distracting, you guess. You take another swig.
---A Few Hours Later---
Joyce kneels over the nightstand and lays her head on her arms. "You're cool", she says sluggishly. "You're amazing, Joyce", you say as you get up. You wobble over to her and suddenly kiss her.
Your mind is blank. All you can see is this beautiful woman in front of you. You fall against her lips and start kissing. They are bigger than your face and softer than pillows. The warmth hugs your face as you you let your body sink in. Her lips catch you and push against you. Fingers suddenly press against your back and push you further forward. You close your eyes as you feel her tongue gently touch your face. You stick yours out too. You don't care if she feels it; you do and that's all that matters.
The ground beneath your legs disappear. You're flying now. Your body starts to fall slowly again until you feel something soft behind you. When her lips let go of you, you see the soft linings of the bed sheets around you. Overhead hangs Joyce, kneeling down on all fours in front of you. She lifts a hand to move a piece of hair behind her ear then places it next to you. Her thumb holds your right leg while another sits on your chest. She smiles as she lowers her face. When her lips press down against your crotch, your head leans back in ecstasy. Her tongue comes out and slides across your member. You prop your head up to watch but can barely see past her nose. The hair behind her ear falls back out and curtains the little view you had. You let your head fall against the sheets and hone in on the feeling.
Her tongue rubs your dick back and forth. She laps it slowly. You feel like you'd lift off the ground if it wasn't for her fingers holding you down. Fuck it feels good. You squint your eyes closed as she wraps her tongue around your shaft and squeezes it. It's heaven and she's an angel.
Joyce very delicately moves her head up and down. It's hard to keep a grip, but she doesn't want to slow down. She can see him getting closer. His little hands grasp at the sheets and his head moves back and forth at each lick. She closes her eyes and presses her lips down a little harder. Her tongue grips at him, lifting itself onto and off of him. His moans get louder and louder and until finally she feels it. He shouts as his dick pulses against her tongue. She can taste the tiny bit of cum and feels him relaxing. She slowly lifts her face off him while slurping everything clean. Sitting up, she tries to taste the cum again, but it was already gone. She swallows anyways and looks down at him.
You lay there, looking at Joyce. She's looks so pretty up there, almost sitting in the heavens. Her arm reaches for you.
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