Having never liked the taste of alcohol this was a new experience, but something about the night and the expectations had her in the mood to experienc...e something new and she found a wild, heretofore absent, side emerge. Opening her drink she found she rather liked the taste, drinking slowly as to settle the soon sick feeling that always arose. When it settled she sped up the pace. In 20 mins she had drunk all but one of her 12 bottles. Looking ahead she noticed a couple making out and shaking. She screamed as the 4 became a 5. Even before that orgasm finished she felt the next one building.This was too much, she realized. Even in her frenzied excitement she knew that she couldn't keep this up much longer. The orgasms were no longer a function of her own body now; the machine itself had taken over. It was telling her when to climax, and her body was powerless to refuse.She stabbed at the "Unlock" button, but her thumb hit the palm of her hand. As her sixth climax overtook her,. Um… to tell you the truth Di, I’m not that hungry. Being apart from you makes me nauseous. I miss you, Di.”“Tell me one thing.” Diana took a step forward. If you were so against my relationship with Christy, why didn’t you stop us when I asked her to blow me? Why’d you just watch?” She cocked her head and smiled, watching Maddi squirm with discomfort against the wall.“You already know the answer to that.” Maddi answered with a breathless voice. “Because I WANTED to see it. I WANTED to see how. Without discussion, our lips meet and hands come to rest lightly on each others’ sides, caressing gently as our lips meet, parted, exploring tentatively, then eagerly. Lips brush against each other, part, embrace, then move again. Our mouths open, our tongues dance together between our parted lips. My hand moves to your back and draws you in closer to me, our bodies beginning to merge together, soft parts and hard. I can feel you undulating alongside of me, the slow tremors of new passion.