Drunk Anal Novels & Stories

The pain mixed with pleasure was wonderful and I was suddenly looking forward to anal sex. Draven grunted and he increased the pacing of his thrust while I gagged. Hot white semen shot inside my mouth choking me before he pulled out of me, his cock slowly shrinking. “That was amazing,” he kissed my forehead, before collapsing on the bed. Darius smacked my ass as he pulled my hair and kept thrusting inside me. Soon I heard Draven’s soft snore and Darius laughed. “Seems my brother has exhausted himself and left you all to me,” Darius said.

"I don't like to swallow during oral sex and I don't do anal. I tried it once on our fifth anniversary when I was really drunk and it was mostly painful." "Drunk is not the way you want to do anal," Lisa said. "You need to build up to it a little, and some control is required so the man doesn't pound you like a tent stake. Drunk is not good when control is needed. Plus, most men don't cum as quickly when they're drunk so they last longer. Not good if you're taking it up the Hershey highway. Don't you find not swallowing to be a lot messier? I mean, unless you have a rag handy, he's going to spray it all over the bed, or you."

"Yuck! It tastes ugly." Andrius chuckled because of that. It was obvious that Anya was not used to drinking. He shook his head. He was a pro in drinking liquor. While Anya acted like a newbie. He knew that she was just sympathetic to him. Maybe, Anya knew he had a problem. Maybe she just felt it. "Thank you," Andrius said after consuming a bottle of beer. He immediately consumed three without noticing it. Andrius admitted he was a drunkard. He has a strong tolerance of alcohol. He was not immediately intoxicated.

Stella expressed her gratitude profusely. She could easily share the prescription with Felicity if she asked for it. This also meant that she could stay in the loop. As Stella was leaving, another thought occurred to her. She decided to ask Luke about it. "Dr. Quinn, is it considered a medical issue if a person struggles to perform well during sex after consuming alcohol?" Luke was shocked to hear her question. He chuckled and said, "Well, for most people, it's perfectly normal not to perform well when heavily intoxicated. In fact, if someone is able to perform under those circumstances, it usually means they aren't actually all that drunk."

“You’re doing so well, baby. Think you can handle both of us inside you?” I could barely speak, trembling and wrung out. “I need—I need you inside me. Both of you. Please.” Talin's eyes darkened. “Both of us? You want both our cocks filling you up at the same time?” “Yes,” I whimpered. “I’ve never done it before, but I want to try. Want to feel you both fucking me.” “Jesus Christ,” Douglas breathed. “We need to prep you first. You ever done anal?” “A few times,” I admitted. “But never while—”

There was splinters of pain shooting from behind my eyeballs. "Someone couldn't handle their alcohol as usual. That's not all, she gave all the men in the bar a free strip dance..."I am familiar with that tone. It's the tone Drake uses when I have f*cked up really bad.The thought of an argument notches up a nausea as I staggered out of bed and bolted into the bathroom. It felt like I was throwing up all the contents in my body as tears streamed down my face. "We need to be ready soon...Draken states handing me water. I took a sip and spat it into the toilet.

"I agree. And I'm off for this entire weekend, with another doctor covering my service, so I'm free to get a little tipsy, too." I inclined my head her way. "Dr. Wakely, I believe we've just made a plan for this evening. Would you like to begin having fun with a Tropical Orgasm?" Alison's eyes went wide. "Um, what? Excuse me?" Laughing, I bent my head to speak close to her ear. "One of the little-known facts about me is that I'm an expert in dirty drinks. My brothers and I went through this phase in college where we competed to see who could find and consume the most cocktails that had really sexy names. One of my favorites was Tropical Orgasm. Trust me . . . you won't be the same after you'

Mark rejoined them as Drake was bucking his hips against Stacy's face, and after the young woman went to join another group, the three started talking about the anal experience. Mark loved it, obviously, but Kelly and Drake had been unimpressed, though she figured she wouldn't mind doing it if someone wanted to. It had been fun, regardless, and she was enjoying being able to relax with the two and watch the fun still going on around them. The rest of the evening proved to be typical, though, and it wasn't until Duncan had revealed that he'd been bothered by the sight of her trying anal that she'd known something was amiss. After they talked about it and she felt like he was okay, she'd been

Thompson explained, "Tell me, what did the drink do to you?" Anabel asked, "did you get Intoxicated?" she asked, "the drink stimulate my sexual organs, and It gave me an abnormal erection to the extent that I could sleep, and I was restless throughout the night, and you are here denying," Thompson said with annoyance,

I whispered, but I kept grinding my hips, chasing that dirty thrill of sex. Chris wanted my ass. He pushed me down onto Ryan’s chest so I was sandwiched between them. Ryan stayed buried in my pussy while Chris pressed his cock against my tight asshole. I’d only tried anal once and it hurt, but tonight I was too horny and too drunk. “Relax, baby,” Chris said, spitting on his dick. He pushed in slow, stretching my ass wider and deeper, until I felt impossibly full. Both holes stuffed at the same time. “Oh my fucking fucking god-” I cried out. The pressure was insane. They started moving together, Ryan in my pussy, Chris in my ass. I was shaking and moaning like a whore.