Romans & histoires Drunk Anal

Marcus began to pound into my ass, the sound of his pelvis slapping against my cheeks filling the room. He was relentless, driving deep into my bowels, claiming the one place David had never touched. I was sobbing and moaning, my fingers clawing at the granite, my mind spiraling from the intensity of the anal penetration. Marcus felt me clench around him, my internal muscles fighting and then welcoming his intrusion.

I refilled my drink and intend to just get drunk tonight, hopefully Nick will be strong enough to lift me up. "Never have I ever tried anal." I covered my eyes and drank to the toilet, nothing more. My body is getting hotter, I see a fleeting state that feels like it's been spinning, actually my body doesn't really tolerate alcohol. "Never have I ever watched porn." I covered my eyes, why did their questions lead to all? Why not ask if I've ever tried to cover the fridge halfway and see if the light is on or not? I shook my head even more. With more drinks, and I covered my eyes, wanting to dive into the pool. I wanted to cool off my body, and wanted to get rid of this damn feeling.

I flopped onto the mattress helplessly before he stepped into the bathroom. *** Mr. Drake’s POV “Fuck!” I moaned as I fucked her warm anus. She was so fucking sweet. I didn’t think I could ever get enough of her taste. It didn’t matter whether she moaned or not. Besides, why should I let go of her when I was getting my pleasure from her body? “Yeah… Yes, fuck! That’s it!” I moaned louder as I tightened my grip on her waist. “I know you love it when I fuck your anus fast and rough like this, slave.”

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.

My arms were lifted by strong hands so it could be slid down and discarded and I was glad to see it go. “Annie?” I mumbled, God I felt out of sorts. Half drunk and half hungover and it was making thoughts impossible. “Did I pass out?” I wasn’t known to be a big drinker, but it had been years since I had gotten that drunk that I'd passed out. Embarrassment flooded me. Annie was my friend, and I knew she wouldn’t judge but I was mortified. What kind of grown ass woman got so drunk that she had to be undressed by her best friend and put to bed like a child. And I had vomited on myself. I could smell the cloying disgustingness of it on my clothes.

Wanted to see how those soft, plush lips would stretch around the head of my cock while he looked up at me with those innocent eyes. “Please,” he breathed. “I need… fuck… I need you to leave.” He was begging. Beautifully. Desperately. And I was so hard it hurt, my cock throbbing angrily against my zipper, leaking steadily into my briefs. “What happened to you?” “I don’t know… I was at the club… some fucker…” He squeezed his shaft hard, knuckles whitening. Rage detonated behind my ribs. Someone had drugged him. Touched what was mine. I would find out who. I would make them regret breathing.

They did it all including one or two things that Dolores never did with me like anal and oral sex. No, that isn't totally true. Dolores did suck a mean cock and she never refused to go down on me, but she never let me cum in her mouth. She would get me to the point of ejaculation and then she would finish me by hand. Not so with Dan, she swallowed every drop and then licked his cock clean. That upset me more than the anal part. Dolores and I had tried anal when we were first married and after about six months Dolores finally told me that she didn't like it.

My body is shaking, thighs clench and unclench, breathing is ragged and hard. Oh, FUCK! “I’m—” I try to tender an apology but Adrian’s fingers thrusting in and out of my pussy, fingering me to filth, doesn't let me. “It's—-” I fight off a moan about to break from my throat. “Alcohol.” His hand forms a fist between my thighs, spreading me open for him while his dirty fingers continue to shove in and out of my cunt. Vibrations hit me in rough spasms.

I started sucking faster and harder, as I could feel myself getting ready to cum on my brothers cock and in Abigail's face. Katrina dropped her hands down and gave my nipples a hard twist, and I came for the sixth time that night and second time in fifteen minutes. I arched my back and screamed into Katrina's pussy. As I did it sent Katrina off as well; her thighs clamped down around my head and she started sliding back and forth riding my face. As I screamed into her pussy, Katrina screamed into the air. I went limp on the altar dropping my hands from Katrina's tits. My face was being smothered by Katrina's pussy and I felt as if I was going to pass out from cumming so hard so often, the wo