When you decide to invite a few friends over for a girls night in you have no idea how amazing your night will end. Most of the ladies are women that you know from work or church but a few of the ladies have asked if they could invite a friend over and promised they would bring extra drinks. Being the fun loving person that you are you decide the more the merrier.

As the ladies arrive there are tons of different groups having different conversations amongst themselves. But as you pour the ladies a glass of your favorite mixed drink you notice that it knocks the edge off and everyone begins to mingle and gossip. You start to feel better about yourself hearing all of the drama that some of the ladies are going through. Between the husbands who can no longer get it up and the forewarnings about what ladies to keep at a distance you realize that this is just what all of the ladies needed a place to vent and not feel judged.

You walk past the balcony on your way to find your phone charger when you see a young woman in a sundress that you have not met. You wonder who has brought her here for a moment but the silhouette of her frame outlined by the street lights has you hoping that her face is as well put together as her body. You startle her when you slide the patio door open and she spills her drink on her breast as she spins around to see who is approaching her. You offer her a few napkins as you introduce yourself as the host of the party. She smiles and tells you that she came with Vanessa but she expected this type of party to be a lot more sexy. You look at her wide eyed as she tells you about how the last sleep over she went to. All of the ladies had to wear lingerie and there were twerk contest and name that fruit games played as the ladies blindfolded one another and stuck bananas and strawberries and cherries in each other’s mouth.

You almost have to catch your breath before telling her that you would love to go to a party like that. “Yeah, I want to go to another one with nothing but bad bitches like you this time. There were a lot of ratchet chicks I wouldn’t even let breathe on my pussy much less taste it”. You blush as she calls you a bad bitch even though you normally don’t go for anyone calling you anything other than beautiful. Her rawness coupled with such an amazing body makes you wonder if you can trust a girl who is so loose with her tongue. You start to stare at her mouth as she talks. The way she uses her hands to speak and the way she licks her lips between sentences has you sizing her up.