This choice: Steve starts to drink from the glass • Go Back...Chapter #10Steve starts to drink from the glass by: wanderer887   Steve licked his lips. Debbie had just given him permission to drink from the glass her naked body was floating in, and he though she looked delicious. Not that he really needed permission or anything, as he literally had Debbie in the palm of his hands.
Raising the glass up to his lips, Steve tipped it towards his mouth. A splash of champagne hit his lips and he downed it, letting it coat his lips and tongue. As expected it tasted delicious and it seemed that Debbie added a certain extra flavor to it.
"Mmmmm, this tastes so good honey." Steve said, raising the glass up to his lips again. "You make it taste even better."
Debbie paddled away as her world tipped again, Steve's big lips opening up to get more champagne. Slightly drunk now, her swimming skills were a bit impaired. Her foot brushed up against Steve's upper lip as he slurped. She recoiled back, not wanting to be swallowed.
"Steve, watch out! I said you could only have some if you're careful!" Debbie bobbed up and down in the champagne. Steve smiled at his tiny wife's demand. She was so small in the glass, and was slicked with champagne. Her body was soaked, and her boobs floated up and down with the rest of her body. And then the feeling of her little foot pushing into his lips again, it was intoxicating! He needed more.
"Why don't we play a tiny game honey? We'll see if you can swim away from my mouth as I drink more champagne. It'll be fun, I promise!" Steve reached over and grabbed the bottle, showering Debbie with champagne to block out her complaints. She flailed her arms and was shoved under, before rising with the rest of the bubbles. This made Steve laugh, starting to feel the effects of the champagne now himself.
Ignoring her continued whining, Steve started drinking. "Ready, set, go!" He belted out as he began to tip the champagne flute back. Much to his disappointment however, Debbie was keeping pace with his sips. She clung to the edge of the glass, avoiding brushing up against his lips. He finished half the glass in a few short minutes, taking his time with her. Steve's only consolation was that he got to stare at the tiny naked woman as she swam away, desperate to avoid his lips.
Debbie was exhausted. She had been treading water for what felt like an eternity, and was starting to feel warn out. The amount of alcohol in her system was reaching a high as well, the champagne spilling into her mouth over and over again. "I think I'm ready to come out now!" Debbie called up to her mammoth husband. Above her, she saw...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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