Brew Bunnies

Duffy panted as she pursed her lips and sloppily kissed whoever was in front of her. She wasn't all that sure who it was but as long as there was a tangled mess of bodies on the the soft bed, she was going to kiss or lick it until she passed out.

After her and Bonnie's tag match with the lovely Hoots, despite how horny all of them were, they ended up at McNally's for a couple of pints. There was enough time between the walk backstage to clear their heads a bit and when, after the dust settled, they still decided they wanted to have some fun, it was decided that in celebration of the winning team, they would have a few rounds of brews and then head back to one of their places.

Bonnie and Duffy did a bit of good natured teasing, got drunk with their friendly rivals and even got the girls to show off their goods with a wet T-shirt contest McNally's style! After it started to get a bit raunchier than anticipated, they paid their tab and ended up at Cait, the silver haired Scot's place where they were just beginning to tear off each other's clothes and continue what they started in the ring earlier.

After the match with The Hoots(!), Bonnie found herself frantically following Duffy backstage while carrying Haru in her arms in what felt like split second flashes as she ran with the girls McNally's for a couple of good drinks at the place the winning team happily decided on.

Bonnie had a few pints here and there and more so. Enough to where she was clinging to Haru and Duffy and sometimes Cait for support, following the girls back to Cait's place where the drunk Texan instantly dove at Haru and planted a deep kiss on the bluenette, trying to bully her backwards until the drunk texan toppled her and the Hoot over the couch!

"Mmmm-WOOP!"

Retreating back to Cait's humble domicile after what was an extended night of kinky party girl mischievousness, the tipsy waitresses could feel no pain as they stumbled into the one bedroom apartment alongside the equally inebriated McNally's crew. A modest living quarters peppered with a bookshelf, HDTV, and various furniture that the Hoot's would bump into several times while giggling to themselves and shushing eachother to be quiet.

Despite coming up short with their in-ring debut, the Hoots were on cloud nine and feeling just as floaty after being treated to some conciliatory free pints at McNally's and coming up victorious in yet another wet t-shirt contest while they were at it. Of course that led to them being drenched in soaking wet clothes and needing some place to dry off and change to a fresh set of clothes. Which was obviously just the flimsy excuse they used for wanting to continue what was tantalizingly started at the end of their match. Both teams feeling a mutual spark that was about to be mutually flamed once they groggily tumbled their way into the lone bedroom.

"There'z my fishtank~...there'z my closet~..." Cait blissfully pointed out, through a drunken slur, all the minute details of her bedroom with her index finder, her right arm draped over Duffy's shoulder before tripping over her own feet and collapsing atop her fellow Scot on the nearby mattress. "And here'z my comfy bed~..." Cait sensually uttered while her sumptuously soft chest overwhelmed Duffy's petite bosom, the silver-haired Hoot contently smiling down at Duffy before affectionately rubbing their noses together in a playful and innocent Eskimo kiss.

"Psh...she alwayz goez on bout dat fish tank, sayz it really ties the room together~..." Haru chimed in after striding into the dimly lit bedroom. The inebriated waltz took a sudden detour when Haru giddily yelped from being outright tackled into on the nearby couch with Bonnie taking charge. After wrapping both arms around Bonnie’s slim waist alongside some nimble rebalancing, the spry Hoot would eventually roll the duo over until Haru was now seated atop Bonnie’s thighs.  "...don't tell anyone, but I like yer accent better than Dooffy's...*giggle*..." Haru mischievously whispered in between separating herself from Bonnie’s lush lips to take periodic breaths in the aggressive smooch.

"Nnnn...."

Duffy just grunted through Cait's tour. Her hands were all over her silverhaired countrywoman's butt, tugging at the orange shorts and tryign to peel them off while they kissed with their noses. "Ach... use y'er tongue, lassie." Duffy barked and ran her sloppy, wet tongue up Cait's face from her chin to her nose. She then giggled sharply.

"Oh, fuck'n 'ell, A'm pissed outta me mind!" She declared. She had been two fisting beers at McNally's "Y'er gettin me all wet with that sticky shirt a y'ers, lassie. Better go an tak it aff."

"You... Have a fish tank?" Bonnie asked like she didn't see it and truthfully she didn't. All her attention was on Haru when the girl managed to 'ride' Bonnie in the tumble before Haru rolled the texan on her back, leaving Bonnie's to look up at the flirty hoot who was seated atop of her before they resumed making out, hearing the blunette's words in between kisses.

"Y-You...Mmf... D-Do?" She asked in between kisses, pushing her hips against Cait's, rocking back and forth before letting her hands travel to Haru's perky ass, giving both cheeks a firm smack as the two made out.

The moist tongue trailing up her face sent a scintillating shiver up Cait's spine before cheerfully obliging by tenderly kissing the scrappy Duffy. After the deliciously intimate kiss that had Cait teasingly licking Duffy's pursed lips afterward, Cait would lean back until she was seated atop Duffy's slim abs with her legs bent at her sides.

"...*giggle*...when you said you were gettin wet, I thought you meant sumthin else entirely..." Cait said with a teasing grin before removing her soaking wet Hooter's T-shirt to have her sumptuous and magnificent breasts bounce free of their confinement and be on full display. Cait flung the t-shirt away before putting her hands on Duffy's shoulders.

"Now, bafore we continue, I think you need to apolohgize first. Maybe by kissing and making up~..." Cait drunkenly slurred with reddened cheeks and a sultry gleam in her half-lidded eyes before leaning down to smother Duffy with her beer soaked and sweaty boobs. By wrapping her arms around Duffy head and jiggling her plentiful tits in Duffy's face, Cait wouldn't have minded getting some lip-service for all the abuse Duffy doled out to her chest during their match...

"Mmmf...guess I can't blame ya for not noticing the fish...mmmf...you've already got quite the catch right in front of you~..." Haru uttered in between peppered kisses before the echoing spank to her bubbly backside made the Hoot yelp cutely and break up the kiss, now smiling impishly towards the Texan.

"You've certainly got a thing for tanning my backside, Tex..." Haru noted leaning before back to remove her own soaking wet t-shirt, twirling it around above her head while thrusting her hips atop the mounted Texan. She felt more like a cowgirl than the actual cowgirl in the room, the Hoot eventually tossing her shirt aside as well before shifting herself up to continue undulating her crotch against Bonnie's abs and pressing their foreheads together. "Mmm...what do you think, Bon? Think I could make it in Texas? Looks like I'm already a natural at taming this bucking bronco...*giggle*..." Haru teased with her heated pants cascading against Bonnie's mouth. Throughout all of this, Haru's hand would gradually reach behind her and sneak inside Bonnie's jeans and start to teasingly massage the Texan's crotch. Offering rotating motions with her fingers against whatever undergarments Bonnie fancied herself wearing...

Duffy laughed along with Cait as she made her joke. "Never said Ah was nae, lassie." Duffy purred as their bodies pressed tightly and their lips smacked together. She grinned when Cait lowered her big tits down onto Duffy's face in a smother and the Scot greedily groped and massaged them against her face.

"Ahh, me girls." Duffy whispered, kissing and licking the hefty breasts and turning to suckle on one of the stiff nipples. "Twas nothin personal, aye. lassies?" She whispered as she nuzzled the breasts and went back to suckling.

"Mmmhh...Hrmm..." Each kiss had Bonnie moaning with pleasure as the pretty hoot and her shared wonderful, wet and sloppy kissed with one another until a quick smack had the hoot yelping cutely enough for Bonnie to grin at the impish smiling blunette.

"You got one helluva booty, Blue." Bonnie said with a snicker. "You had that thing on my face earlier tonight and I just can't help but wanna touch it!" Bonnie teased, sucking in deep breaths as she felt Haru's tight body grinding against her own, panting furiously with a mad flush as Haru's breaths tickled her lips as she spoke of 'taming' her while The Hoot's hands snick into Bonnie's jeans and...

"Nnhh...Ohh.... Damn...G-Girl..." Bonnie moaned through a smile before she leaned her head back, breathing heavily as she felt the hoot's hand rotating and messaging her moistening crotch.

Duffy's affectionate care was certainly a refreshing change of pace from having the ornery Scot slap and generally pummel Cait's tits for the majority of the night. From that kind of painful abuse to now gently licking her breasts along with tender kisses, Cait couldn't help but mischievously giggle from hearing Duffy personally apologize to her sumptuous tits and from just how much could change in the course of a night.

"Mmm~...soundz like ya came to an understandin..." Cait uttered with her arms remaining wrapped around Duffy's noggin, her fellow Scot's face now practically buried beneath the soft, sweaty flesh. Cait would wriggle her tits against Duffy’s face for a few playful slaps before shifting herself back down and shoving her face back between her cleavage, the Hoot hoping Duff would apply the same suckling treatment to her other stiffened nipple. The inebriated Hoot initially had no intention of outright smothering Duffy when her tipsy mind first thought of this, but Cait couldn't deny she got an inherent thrill from nursing the fiery Scot from her tit like a tuckered out infant.

“Customerz aren’t usually allowed to put their handz on the merchandise though...” Haru drunkenly muttered with a giggle under her breath. Her magic fingers massaging Bonnie’s dampening crotch with rotating motions before eventually her index finger gently poked into Bonnie’s sweet spot. Her question having already been answered from seeing the blonde Texan sink into the couch and become as tame and loyal as a puppy.

“Buuuut, who’m I to deny a request from a fan?~…” Haru uttered while winking down at Bonnie, her hand trailing out of Bonnie's pants towards her wrist to yank the cowgirl back up to her feet. The Hoot grinning salaciously at Bonnie as they traipsed towards the nearby mattress before Haru would shove Bonnie atop the fluffy bed. After taking a hot second to shuffle out of her orange hot pants to reveal her lacey, orange boyshort panties, Haru crawled back atop Bonnie to straddle her waist, but now with that bubbly backside of hers planting itself right on top of Bonnie’s flustered face. Both McNally’s ladies now having the daylights smothered out of them in their own distinct way.