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Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off
by Pasko (pskao@juno.com)

***

Inspired by the country song, it's a story of a wife 
who goes crazy/horny when she drinks tequila. (MMF, 
inc, intr, prost, preg, alcohol)

***

If you've listened to country radio recently, you've 
probably heard the Joe Nichols song, "Tequila Makes Her 
Clothes Fall Off." It's about my wife.

I first learned about tequila and my wife when we were 
first dating. I'm several years older than Amy and had 
tomcatted around a lot, but was looking to settle down 
when we met. I felt Amy was the one, but I refused to 
marry a girl who didn't enjoy sex, and the only real 
way to tell was for us to hit the sack together.

Amy was strictly brought up and still a virgin at 25. 
She liked kissing, necking, petting, and rubbing her 
panty-covered pussy against my bulging jeans, but I 
couldn't get her to get naked. Even making her come 
didn't do the trick, but at least it let me know she 
enjoyed orgasms. I tried all sorts of alcohol, straight 
and mixed, but it wasn't until I gave her a Tequila 
Sunrise, just one, that we found ourselves making the 
bedsprings sing until the wee hours of the morning. I 
still have her bloody panties I used to wipe ourselves 
after the first time that night.

She was a bit surprised to find me naked in her bed the 
next morning, but she remembered what we did and that 
she'd enjoyed it immensely. With a little bit of 
kissing and coaxing, we went at it one more time before 
I dressed and left with her panties in my pocket. The 
look in her roommate's eyes when I left was priceless 
as Amy *never* had overnight visitors.

Amy resisted me the next night until I gave her a 
Margarita which led to another wonderful night. Over 
the next week, I learned that tequila in any form, 
mixed or pure, led to a fantastic night of sex with 
Amy. I was in love.

Three weeks after I took Amy's virginity, we were lying 
in bed after more fantastic sex when I popped the 
question. Amy looked shocked, tears formed in her eyes, 
she threw her arms around me and said, "Oh, yes! I'm so 
glad you asked first!" First? I thought. "My period is 
late," she continued. Well, I wanted to settle down and 
have a family. And I asked first before I knew she was 
pregnant.

We married a couple of weeks later, and nine months 
after I took her cherry, we had a darling little girl. 
Ten months later, we had a little boy. After our second 
anniversary, Amy was again pregnant, and our sex life 
was getting boring. Amy was tired from taking care of 
our kids, and I was tired from working so much to pay 
the bills, and babies are expensive! I didn't need 
tequila to take Amy to bed now that we were married, 
but neither of us was all that interested anymore. It 
began to look as though it would be longer between 
babies because of a sex drought. I also started using 
condoms after our second girl was born.

Amy was always aware of how she looked, and joined a 
gym which helped her lose most of the weight she'd 
gained after a baby. Her big breasts were now huge (I'm 
not complaining!) and her hips were better padded and 
her waist as a little thicker, but she was still a 
stunning looking woman.

She met some women at the gym with whom she became 
really friendly during her first pregnancy. They would 
invite Amy to go drinking with them, but as she was 
almost always pregnant until our third baby was born, 
she wouldn't go. After the baby was born and I started 
using condoms, I encouraged Amy to go with them, hoping 
it would invigorate our sex life. As long as Amy kept 
away from tequila, she'd come home horny but in 
control. Amy in control was not what I wanted.

The women at Amy's gym were all in good shape and all 
pretty, one or two even beautiful. We'd had them and 
their families over for dinner or a party ever since 
Amy's first pregnancy, or gone to parties at their 
houses, and at the parties, I noticed quite a bit of 
touchy-feely between men and women not married to each 
other. Whenever one of the men tried with Amy, she'd 
politely but firmly refuse him and tell me about it 
that night. It would get me hard. Thinking about Amy 
fucking another man led to incredible sex.

Joyce was one of the group who was beautiful. Joyce 
also had a wicked gleam in her eye and seemed to 
encourage the men at the parties. She also encouraged 
Amy to go further than Amy was willing to go. About a 
year after our third child, Joyce cornered me at a 
party and asked, "Why haven't you made a pass at me, 
big boy? Amy says you're a fantastic lover."

"I'm Amy's only lover," I said, "so how would she 
know?"

"Still, why no pass?" she said as she rubbed her 
breasts against my chest and humped my leg between her 
thighs with her skirt riding up. I kept my arms behind 
me to resist the temptation to grab her and haul her 
off to an unoccupied bedroom and rip her clothes off 
and have my nasty way with her.

"I'm going to be faithful to my wife as long as she's 
faithful to me," I said.

"Damn," she said, stepping back and rearranging her 
clothing. "I've tried setting her up with gorgeous men. 
I've tried getting her drunk. I've even tried kissing 
her myself!"

I don't know what let me to do it, but I said, "I guess 
you haven't tried tequila."

"Tequila?"

"Tequila. In any form, but she likes Patrone best. It 
makes her clothes fall off," I said.

Joyce stared at me, then said, "I've tried rum and 
vodka and cognac and whisky and beer, but never 
tequila. Tequila, eh?"

"Yup. It makes her clothes fall off."

"Thanks, big boy."

"No problem. I think Amy needs a new wardrobe anyway," 
I replied, "so make she sure comes home naked next 
time."

Joyce's eyes got real wide. She said, "Why don't my 
kids have a sleep-over next weekend so you can bring 
your kids over. Frank (her husband) can watch them 
while the group takes Amy to the Holiday Inn. I'll rent 
a room and let Amy use it, and maybe you can use me 
while we watch her!"

"Great! I'll take the baby to my mom, but the other 
kids would love it. Sounds like a plan," I said, "but 
I'll get the room."

Things went as planned. I told Amy I was going to visit 
an old buddy of mine in another state, so I left 
Saturday morning, but only to the Holiday Inn where a 
booked a room. Amy took our youngest to my mom, and 
then took the other two to Joyce and Frank for their 
overnight. I brought one of Amy's long coats with me.

Round about six o'clock, Amy and the girls came into 
the lounge. I watched them enter from a secluded spot 
in the lobby, but waited half an hour before following 
them in and finding a secluded spot where I could watch 
their table. Before sitting down, I could see that Amy 
was drinking a Margarita, had her shoes off, and had 
already lost an earring. A little later, she came back 
from the restroon without her jacket, then took off her 
pantyhose while sitting at the table. Looking around 
the room, I could see other guys watching Amy's very 
slow strip.

When Joyce got up to get another round, I motioned her 
over and told her my room number and gave her the spare 
key. Amy was unbuttoning her blouse, and it didn't look 
like it would be long before she was willing to take on 
all comers. By the time Joyce returned to their table 
with the drinks, Amy's blouse was off and she was 
unzipping her skirt. Joyce must've said for the girls 
to down their drinks, because that's what they did. 
Then Joyce turned to the room and said, "Don't go away, 
boys. I have to put this lovely lady to bed. I'll be 
right back."

Joyce and the girls surrounded Amy, who'd stepped out 
of her skirt by now, and took her to the elevators. I 
hoped they were going to my room. In a few minutes, 
Joyce returned and walked over to me. She said, "We've 
put her to bed, but the other girls have gone home. 
It's just you and me and all the guys in the lounge who 
watched Amy strip."

To my utter amazement, Joyce then turned to the lounge 
and asked, "Did you guys like what you just saw?"

At the chorus of "YES!" Joyce asked, "How much?"

A wag in the audience then said, "No, we ask 'How 
much?'"

Joyce was taken aback, looked at me, then said, "How 
does a hundred sound?"

"Alright!" "Great!" "Sign me up!" "Who do I pay?" were 
some of the responses.

"Come with me, boys!" Joyce said.

I hadn't expected that we'd be turning Amy into a 
prostitute this night, and from Joyce's stunned look 
earlier, she hadn't expected it either. Still, we both 
decided to go with the flow and earn a bit of money on 
Amy's weakness for tequila.

About eight guys came up to the room. Five went with 
Joyce in the first elevator, and three with me in the 
second. I noticed Amy's bra and panties on the floor of 
the first elevator when the doors opened. God! Amy was 
naked in the room already, waiting for who know what!

Joyce already had the door open and collected the first 
guy's money when my group got to the door. Knowing Amy 
would remember what happened, I stayed in the hall and 
listened while each man in turn fucked her. Each left 
praising her tight cunt, big boobs, and her ability to 
fuck. Joyce watched, and when one guy fucked Amy doggy 
facing away from the door, she pulled me in to watch 
too. I bent Joyce over the luggage rack, pulled down 
her jeans and panties, and fucked her while we watched. 
We were both so excited, we came before the guy fucking 
Amy did. Amy seemed to be having constant orgasms. We 
pulled up our pants and I left the room before Amy saw 
me.

After the eighth guy finished, Joyce handed me the key 
and $400 as my share then left. I took off my clothes, 
closed the door, and got into bed with Amy. She was 
still in her orgasmic haze and wasn't quite aware of 
what was going on. I took her anal virginity that 
night. Her cunt was really sloppy with eight loads in 
it.

The next morning, I awoke to find Amy staring at me 
with a puzzled expression. "Did I dream about last 
night or was it real?" she asked.

"You drank Margaritas, stripped in the lounge, and 
fucked eight guys," I said. "Then I took your anal 
cherry. Oh! You also made $300."

Amy's jaw dropped. "I'm a whore?!" Then, "Oh, God! It 
was the wrong time of month!" Then, "Only $300?"

I said, "You're only a whore if you take the money. I 
can keep it if you want. And it's only $300 because 
Joyce kept $400 as your pimp and I'm keeping $100 to 
pay for the room." I slipped my dick into her without 
any objection from her.

Amy thought, then said, "I'll take it. God, I never 
came so much in my life! I didn't even know it was 
possible! Why did you do let Joyce do it?"

"I get hard thinking about you fucking other men and 
maybe getting pregnant by them. Maybe the next time 
you're fertile, we can find some black guys to whore 
you out to." Amy came on my dick as I said that.

The black guys would have to wait as Amy got pregnant 
that night. So did Joyce to both our surprise. Joyce 
loved to gossip, so by the end of the week, all the 
girls in the group knew what had happened. A different 
girl in the group was Amy's pimp the next weekend, and 
yet a third girl the following weekend. Amy knew she 
was pregnant after that, so her tequila weekends had to 
stop for nine months. I got both the girls pregnant 
while we watched Amy fuck. Amy knew we were there so we 
didn't bother to hide from her like Joyce and I did.

After all four babies were born (three by me, one by a 
stranger in Amy), the tequila weekends started again. I 
made sure they had blacks in the next group. Again, 
there were three weekends before Amy was sure she was 
pregnant, and again I got the three women who acted as 
Amy's pimp pregnant. Apparently I'd gotten rave reviews 
from Joyce and the other two from the previous 
weekends.

After Amy had her black baby, her family was very upset 
and called me to find out what was happening. I told 
them they could find out if they each brought $100 to 
the Holiday Inn on a weekend I specified. I waiting 
until the other three women had their babies before 
setting up another tequila weekend. I told Amy's dad 
and three brothers to meet me at the Holiday Inn.

They were waiting for me when I got there. I booked a 
room and told them to come with me to the lounge. I 
said rather than explain things to them, they should 
just watch. It was Joyce's turn to be pimp again, and I 
gave her the spare key and introduced her to Amy's 
brothers and dad before she went to get drinks for her 
table. (The pimp always paid for the drinks and took 
the costs out of her profits, just as I always paid for 
the room and took it out of Amy's profits.)

I watched Amy's family squirm as she slowly took off 
her clothes in the lounge. As usual when Amy was down 
to bra and panties, the women hustled her out of the 
lounge and to the room. Amy's brothers, dad and I were 
waiting for Joyce when she got off the elevator. I 
said, "Give Joyce the money, and I'll show you how Amy 
got a black baby." They did, and we got into the 
elevator.

"When Amy drinks tequila," I said, "she gets a little 
crazy. She gets really hot and horny. Tequila makes her 
clothes fall off and her legs to spread open. She'll 
fuck anyone when she's had a little tequila, and we 
charge $100 for guys to fuck her. Last time, a group of 
black guys fucked your little whore daughter/sister and 
got her pregnant. Because you're her relatives, you get 
first crack at her crack tonight. She's ovulating, so 
maybe you can put a baby into her. Other guys will be 
up later to fuck her, but you'll be first in line!"

When we got to the room, Amy was already naked and 
lying down with her legs spread wide, playing with 
herself. She heard us come in, the sat up when she 
recognized her family. Then a smile spread over her 
face and she got up and said, "Hi, Daddy! Do you want 
to fuck me?" She walked over and kissed him, using her 
arms to put his arms around her before putting her arms 
around him and rubbing her gorgeous naked body against 
him. "Ooo, you're getting hard, Daddy! Come on! Let's 
fuck!" she said as she started undressing her own 
father.

Her father was stunned and shocked, but only human. He 
was a man with a beautiful naked woman in his arms. He 
did what comes natural, and fucked his own daughter. 
Amy's brothers were shocked, but I could see they had 
large bulges in their pants. Joyce had come back with 
other men by now, and told them that Amy's brothers 
were next in line after Amy's dad finished fucking her, 
and that the rest of them would just have to wait their 
turns. It was a long evening, and we split over $2000. 
Amy's dad and brothers got back in line after they were 
finished and paid another $100 to have another go at 
their relative. I fucked Joyce twice that night and got 
her pregnant again.

Amy got pregnant that night too. As four of her close 
relatives each fucked her twice, it's quite possible 
that our third son is one of theirs. We don't know and 
we don't care.

Most of the time, Amy is a conservative wife and 
mother, but three weekends a year, tequila makes her 
clothes fall off, and I love it.

The End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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