Drunk Anal Novels & Stories

I knew a big anal cum causes problems with dripping after so I asked. "I am close. Should I fill you or... pull?" "Don't you DARE pull that divine shaft out. Give me your cum... give me all... I want to feel you pump it... so deep I drip for a week... or longer... I want to be dripping your stuff when the bastard... I want to drip your stuff on him when I fuck his 'gone to Antarctica' cock. Yes, fuck THERE! Keep that up, I am close... so close..."

Lucy nervously adjusted her skimpy lingerie as she waited backstage, her heart pounding with anticipation and anxiety. At just 19 years old, she had never even considered doing p**n, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Her college tuition was due, and her part-time job barely covered rent. When the opportunity to be in an adult film presented itself, she jumped at the chance, despite having no experience in the industry or with anal sex.

"We'll be taking out your plug in an hour or so. You should be stretched out enough Master may fuck your ass. We'll cleanse you first so you can suck his cock afterward and get him ready for your first double penetration. Once you've been fucked anally, a nice double penetration is the next step. You know how nice it was being fucked with the plugs in. This will be even better." "What if I don't like being fucked in the ass. I didn't the first two times it happened." "Was your partner drunk?" "We both probably had too much to drink. The only way I agreed to do it in the first place." "That's your first mistake. The second is not being prepared properly. Master is an excellent anal lover. He

He was drilling me so fucking good. "Fuck... I swear I'm going to fucking cum inside you. You make so hard and you taste too unreal. Fuuuck! You're so unreal. I can't get enough of you Thea." Angel said pounding harder and faster into me. "Angel... Ahhh....oh please, yea! Fucking make my legs weak baby...." I cried, speaking almost through my teeth. "Oh gosh! Oh fuck... You're milking me out so good." "Right? Fuck you so hard." He said and groaned aloud. "I'm going to cum so fucking hard. Your going to take all of it inside your tiny pussy baby...."

The moment I sat down, a waitress appeared beside me with a glass of whiskey on ice. Right on cue. I lifted the glass and took a slow sip. “Oh… you’re here.” Dan suddenly rushed into the room, looking slightly nervous. “I wasn’t expecting you until Friday.” “Well,” I said calmly as I took another sip of my drink, “today must be your lucky day.” Dan forced a laugh. “Of course. I’ll bring your dancer immediately, Draco.” He quickly disappeared again. I shook my head and finished the rest of the whiskey in one swallow. You’re probably wondering why people call me The Draco.

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

I froze, terrified he would somehow smell sex on me or notice the way my thighs were pressed together to stop Jason’s cum from running down my legs. “You okay, babe?” Mike asked, frowning slightly. “You look really flushed.” “I’m fine,” I said, forcing a smile. “Just tired… and a little drunk myself.” Jason’s eyes met mine over Mike’s shoulder. The dark, possessive look he gave me made my freshly-fucked pussy clench, pushing more of his cum out of me. Mike yawned. “I’m going back to bed. You crashing here tonight, Jason?” “Yeah, if that’s cool,” Jason replied smoothly. “Couch is fine.”

She rubbed her foot in slow, circular motions, massaging me, teasing me right there in front of God and everyone. My cock throbbed, swelling rapidly, straining against the denim. The danger of it—the sheer, reckless insanity of getting jerked off by my cousin's foot while my mother sat two feet away—was fueling my addiction like gasoline on a fire. My mind screamed stop, but my body was screaming more. "I think it takes a very strong man to know what he wants and deny himself," Mira continued, taking a bite of a strawberry. She licked a drop of juice from her lip, her eyes locking onto mine. "But eventually, everyone breaks. Don't you think?"

Sometimes that head of his is a massive curse. “I rarely drink anymore so it makes sense that after being unwell I was a little more sensitive and got a little trashed, and we both know we do a lot kinkier stuff when we are drunk, right? Looser inhibitions. You are soooooo overthinking this.” I smile his way as I swallow my food and take another monster bite.

Her cheek flushed pink as she remembered bits of their drunken make out session- hands everywhere, mouths exploring places they shouldn’t have. “Yeah, I might have. Before we tried anal,” Evan mumbled casually. “Sorry about that,” he added while stretching his arms over his head. Anna’s eyes widened at his nonchalant admission. Anal? They had done that last night. The memory was fuzzy, but suddenly little details started coming back- the burning sensation, Evan’s hands gripping her hips firmly... “You bit me during that?” she asked incredulously, turning to stare at him with a mixture of shock and something else she couldn’t quite identify. Her heart raced as she processed this information.