From Chrystal Heights hotspot The Zone:
The Zone was electric tonight, but Harley wasn’t in the mood to dance. She just wanted to enjoy a couple drinks in peace.
The tables were all taken, but she found an empty stool at the end of the bar. Harley took the stool and ordered her drink. The bar was rowdy, but it was quiet around this section. It was just her and the woman she was sitting next to.
Harley’s drink arrived. She picked it up and took a swallow.
The woman next to her was checking her phone. Then she shook her head and dropped her phone on the bar. She picked up her drink and turned to Harley.
“Here’s to the weekend,” she said, and she finished her drink in one swallow. She turned back to Harley and said, “I’m Aria.”
“Harley.”
Aria nodded her head at her phone. “That was my date cancelling on me, so I’m afraid you’re my date now.”
Harley laughed. She wasn’t looking to hook up tonight, but Aria was hot. After a few drinks…well, you never know.
Aria waved to the bartender and indicated her empty glass. Then she pointed to Harley and made a vee with her fingers.
The bartender came back a minute later with two drinks. She set one down in front of Aria and the other in front of Harley.
“I’m buying you a drink,” said Aria. “I’m trying to get you drunk so I can ravage you later.”
Harley laughed. “Unlikely,” she said. “I’m a pretty good drinker. But thank you for the drink. What is this stuff? It’s good.”
“Stoneberry Wine,” said Aria.
“Wine?” said Harley.
Aria laughed. “Not actually wine. That’s just what it’s called. Good stuff. Strong.”
Harley smiled and drank her glass in one swallow. Then she wiped her mouth theatrically. “Dee-lish!” she said.
Aria raised her eyebrows. “All right, I admit I’m impressed. I’ll get you another as an apology for doubting your ability.”
Harley smiled as the bartender brought another round. “Thank you, Aria. You didn’t have to do that, though.”
Aria said, “Hey, I wasn’t kidding about getting you drunk. You’re falling into my hands now! Bwa-ha-ha!”
Harley laughed. Aria’s humor was infectious.
After a few drinks, however, Harley began to realize what Aria meant when she said that Stoneberry Wine was strong stuff. And by the time Harley finished off another two drinks after that, Harley realized she had seriously underestimated Stoneberry Wine.
Of course, Aria had drank even more than Harley had. Harley was having trouble focusing at this point, but knowing Aria had drank even more made Harley bold.
“C’mon,” said Harley, trying not to slur her words. “Less…let’s go to the bathwoom…bathroom. Yeah.”
Aria stood and helped Harley to her feet. “Good idea,” she said. “I think getting you to the bathroom is a good idea.”
Harley could barely navigate The Zone floor, but Aria managed to guide her to an out of the way bathroom. She walked Harley inside. Then she pressed up against Harley and kissed her.
Harley blinked. The world was spinning. She could barely stand. Even Aria’s face, just a foot away, seemed blurred.
Aria peered into Harley’s eyes, then giggled. “You poor thing,” she said. “You are so out of it!”
Harley swayed, trying to get her bearings. She could feel Aria’s hands moving on her, feeling like she was touching Harley all over. She felt strange. Naked. She was naked. What happened to her clothes.
Harley said, “I’m…I’m naked.”
Aria giggled. “Yes, cutie, you are,” she said. “Completely naked.”
Harley felt Aria’s hands on her hips, turning her around. Bending her over the sink.
Harley stared into the mirror, trying to get her bearings. Aria was standing directly behind Harley. She was lifting the front of her skirt, reaching inside her panties.
Harley tried to think, but her thoughts were sluggish, undirected. Finally a thought burned through.
“Cock,” said Harley. “You have…a cock…”
Aria giggled and pressed up against Harley’s rounded ass. “Yes, I do, cutie,” she said. “And guess what I’m about to do with it?”
Harley felt something thick pressing against her wet slit. Harley had a vague thought that she needed to walk away, something, anything, but she couldn’t move.
And then she felt Aria’s cock slide inside her.
Harley could only stand there, bent over the sink and Aria’s cock pistoned back-and-forth inside her. She lost all track of time as the futa behind her pounded her silly.
And then she felt Aria’s hands tighten on her hips. She felt the futa cock inside her grow harder, thicker, and then Harley felt a surge of heat filling her midsection, triggering her own drunken release.
Aria continued to inseminate Harley for what felt like an impossibly long time. Then she finally felt the flow lessen and then stop. Aria pulled her cock out of Harley with a wet slurp.
Aria giggled. “All done!” she said. She gave Harley a slap on her bare bottom.
Harley mumbled something incoherent.
Aria said, “For future reference, cutie, you *really* should never drink Stoneberry Wine with a futa girl during seeding season. Stoneberry Wine doesn’t affect futas. But I’ll bet you remember that from now on without me telling you, because guess what, cutie? You’re totally pregnant now! Yay!”
Harley looked at Aria blearily.
Aria giggled. “I’m all done here, cutie, so I’m going home. But I can’t wait to see your belly! And this is a futa pregnancy, so you’re gonna get big really quick! See you soon, cutie!”
And Aria then headed out the door, leaving the drunken, knocked up Harley naked and bent over the sink.
September 2019
The Zone was electric tonight, but Harley wasn’t in the mood to dance. She just wanted to enjoy a couple drinks in peace.
The tables were all taken, but she found an empty stool at the end of the bar. Harley took the stool and ordered her drink. The bar was rowdy, but it was quiet around this section. It was just her and the woman she was sitting next to.
Harley’s drink arrived. She picked it up and took a swallow.
The woman next to her was checking her phone. Then she shook her head and dropped her phone on the bar. She picked up her drink and turned to Harley.
“Here’s to the weekend,” she said, and she finished her drink in one swallow. She turned back to Harley and said, “I’m Aria.”
“Harley.”
Aria nodded her head at her phone. “That was my date cancelling on me, so I’m afraid you’re my date now.”
Harley laughed. She wasn’t looking to hook up tonight, but Aria was hot. After a few drinks…well, you never know.
Aria waved to the bartender and indicated her empty glass. Then she pointed to Harley and made a vee with her fingers.
The bartender came back a minute later with two drinks. She set one down in front of Aria and the other in front of Harley.
“I’m buying you a drink,” said Aria. “I’m trying to get you drunk so I can ravage you later.”
Harley laughed. “Unlikely,” she said. “I’m a pretty good drinker. But thank you for the drink. What is this stuff? It’s good.”
“Stoneberry Wine,” said Aria.
“Wine?” said Harley.
Aria laughed. “Not actually wine. That’s just what it’s called. Good stuff. Strong.”
Harley smiled and drank her glass in one swallow. Then she wiped her mouth theatrically. “Dee-lish!” she said.
Aria raised her eyebrows. “All right, I admit I’m impressed. I’ll get you another as an apology for doubting your ability.”
Harley smiled as the bartender brought another round. “Thank you, Aria. You didn’t have to do that, though.”
Aria said, “Hey, I wasn’t kidding about getting you drunk. You’re falling into my hands now! Bwa-ha-ha!”
Harley laughed. Aria’s humor was infectious.
After a few drinks, however, Harley began to realize what Aria meant when she said that Stoneberry Wine was strong stuff. And by the time Harley finished off another two drinks after that, Harley realized she had seriously underestimated Stoneberry Wine.
Of course, Aria had drank even more than Harley had. Harley was having trouble focusing at this point, but knowing Aria had drank even more made Harley bold.
“C’mon,” said Harley, trying not to slur her words. “Less…let’s go to the bathwoom…bathroom. Yeah.”
Aria stood and helped Harley to her feet. “Good idea,” she said. “I think getting you to the bathroom is a good idea.”
Harley could barely navigate The Zone floor, but Aria managed to guide her to an out of the way bathroom. She walked Harley inside. Then she pressed up against Harley and kissed her.
Harley blinked. The world was spinning. She could barely stand. Even Aria’s face, just a foot away, seemed blurred.
Aria peered into Harley’s eyes, then giggled. “You poor thing,” she said. “You are so out of it!”
Harley swayed, trying to get her bearings. She could feel Aria’s hands moving on her, feeling like she was touching Harley all over. She felt strange. Naked. She was naked. What happened to her clothes.
Harley said, “I’m…I’m naked.”
Aria giggled. “Yes, cutie, you are,” she said. “Completely naked.”
Harley felt Aria’s hands on her hips, turning her around. Bending her over the sink.
Harley stared into the mirror, trying to get her bearings. Aria was standing directly behind Harley. She was lifting the front of her skirt, reaching inside her panties.
Harley tried to think, but her thoughts were sluggish, undirected. Finally a thought burned through.
“Cock,” said Harley. “You have…a cock…”
Aria giggled and pressed up against Harley’s rounded ass. “Yes, I do, cutie,” she said. “And guess what I’m about to do with it?”
Harley felt something thick pressing against her wet slit. Harley had a vague thought that she needed to walk away, something, anything, but she couldn’t move.
And then she felt Aria’s cock slide inside her.
Harley could only stand there, bent over the sink and Aria’s cock pistoned back-and-forth inside her. She lost all track of time as the futa behind her pounded her silly.
And then she felt Aria’s hands tighten on her hips. She felt the futa cock inside her grow harder, thicker, and then Harley felt a surge of heat filling her midsection, triggering her own drunken release.
Aria continued to inseminate Harley for what felt like an impossibly long time. Then she finally felt the flow lessen and then stop. Aria pulled her cock out of Harley with a wet slurp.
Aria giggled. “All done!” she said. She gave Harley a slap on her bare bottom.
Harley mumbled something incoherent.
Aria said, “For future reference, cutie, you *really* should never drink Stoneberry Wine with a futa girl during seeding season. Stoneberry Wine doesn’t affect futas. But I’ll bet you remember that from now on without me telling you, because guess what, cutie? You’re totally pregnant now! Yay!”
Harley looked at Aria blearily.
Aria giggled. “I’m all done here, cutie, so I’m going home. But I can’t wait to see your belly! And this is a futa pregnancy, so you’re gonna get big really quick! See you soon, cutie!”
And Aria then headed out the door, leaving the drunken, knocked up Harley naked and bent over the sink.
September 2019