Drunk Anal Novels & Stories

To her, anal sex was like elbow sex or ear sex, or a hundred other weird things people made up for comedy that couldn't possibly be real. Brian grazed her anus with his thumb. Then pressed it inside. Ariana cried out. The sound she made was inhuman. Beyond animal. Something in the very base of her brain. Her body bucked. She stiffened and she howled. Keened and thrashed. But subtly I saw her ass inch up as if trying to swallow more. "Fuck... she got... tight," Brian said, and I knew Ariana had finally found a way to finish off the monster. His face flushed. His neck muscles went tight.

I released my fist and clutched the edge of the table so tightly so I didn't moan out loud but it seemed to be a difficult task. "Urrgh!" Micheal groaned increasing his pace and holding my hip more firmly as he drilled me deeply. I was so damn wet, I bent my head to catch a glimpse of my dripping pussy and it did not dissapoint, I saw my yummy drips slowly making its way out of my hoe as Micheal fucked it out. I raised my head sharply closing my eyes tightly and forcing my sighs through gritted teeth trying to stop myself from making a sound. "Yeah! Fuck it! I know you want to scream Thea and I love it that you're trying so hard to endure it." He said making my body convulse as he kept drill

ALANA'S POV He tried to pull me back, but I drew closer with a smirk on my face. "Hey… you wanted to spend the night here with me right? So what's the big deal if I want us to fuck right now?" "Alana, you're drunk.. " "And horny.. " I cut in abruptly. "what? Are you nervous? Are you worried that what we're doing is considered cheating since you have a another woman who is pregnant with your child.. "

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.

Daniel groaned deeply as he slowly fed more of his thick cock into my ass. “Fuck… so tight,” he breathed, sinking deeper. “Tighter than Mia’s pussy ever felt.” Hearing him compare me to his wife while buried in my ass made me clench hard around him. He cursed and pushed the rest of the way in until his hips were pressed against my ass cheeks, every inch of his cock buried in my forbidden hole. He stayed still for a moment, letting me adjust, then started moving. Slow, deep strokes at first, gradually building speed. The feeling of his thick cock stretching my ass was overwhelming. I reached between my legs and rubbed my clit frantically as he started fucking me harder.

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.