Drunk Anal Novels & Stories

When I felt the crown of his dick against the hole of my Anal, I let out a scream even when he hasn't penetrated. "Please your highness!" I begged and he began to rub his hard dick against the hole of my anus. It was pleasurable but I was scared to my bone. I shook terribly under touch his touch. I cried out loud that it sounded like people could hear my voice from the outside. "Please!" I begged hoping he will listen to me. He continued rubbing his dick but he made no move to penetrate and after a while, I heard him sigh briefly and he stood up from my body.

Anna scorned and took a drink of her water. “I was once in an abusive relationship. Well, my ex girlfriend then was very domineering, making me more or less of a sub. She couldn't fuck me because of my tiny di—prick. So she got off by torturing me. She'd lay me across her laps and spank me hard, she'd tape my prick and balls too sometimes, with a duct tape, making it numb, she inserted anal balls into my asshole and almost tried to put a needle through my pee hole. That was the breaking point for me. That was how it ended. When I decided I couldn't take anymore. But, thinking about the whole experience after our breakup, I realized I endured it longer than I should have because it secretly t

“I noticed it tasted a little bit different, but I ignored it and just drank away my anger. After a while, I started feeling extremely horny and drunk, and that was very weird as I only had two glasses, and liquor isn’t something that’ll get me horny or drunk on a normal day.” “Anyways, to cut a long story short, Anya came into the room to try to seduce me, and I tried to resist her, but she just suddenly brought out her tits. I was dead drunk by this time and extremely horny, as my drink was spiked, so the effect was telling on me.”

she whispers, making me laugh. “G, no one’s here—and tons of people have anal sex.” “You?” “No secrets?” “None.” “Full disclosure—your best friend’s a freak. I’ve done it all.” “Everything?” Her eyes widen. “Name it, I’ve done it.” “So anal?” “Yeah—it’s pleasurable once you adjust, with an experienced partner. Carlos probably knows what he’s doing.” “I trust him—think it’ll hurt?” “That’s what lube’s for.” I pat her shoulder, laughing as she frowns. The intercom buzzes—a delivery at the front desk. Who’d send something here? Everyone has my new address.

It's Dan Brown, one of my regular clients of drugs and a complete womanizer man, I even heard a rumor that he needed to sex at least twice a day or else his body will start to pain. What a sex addiction. "Same here, Dan, how is it going?" I asked for the formality because I have no interest in talking to him but to come across my little brother. "Damn, Vincent, of course, it's going good, what about you and what made you come here?" He asked as I smelled something very bad like Alcohol smell from his mouth, oh God he is too drunken, I can't handle, I mean I also take but not that much that will make my mouth smell.

My alcohol resistance level is unbelievable but I drank anyways. After hours of chugging down bottles on bottles of beer, I was still very much awake and sober. "Hey there" some girl dressed in what could be classified as under garments showing off literally her whole nakedness a practical whore said taking a seat next to me. I looked at her and almost puked, she was the complete opposite of my Annalise. So I decided to ignore the bug until it went away. But human bugs are as disturbing as actual bugs "What are you doing drinking alone?" Bug asked looking at me from under her lashes and I found myself getting more irked. Annalise does not look like a bird whenever she looks at me from under

"There was a server. He was handing out drinks at the event and gave me one." "Did you see his face?" My head shakes at Darius. I didn't think to concentrate. I just took the glass. "You were drugged with Anthfloxcic; it's a type of aphrodisiac but also, in a way, makes the body hard to move, leaving you powerless." That's why. I felt confused about why I reacted like I did with Beta Luca despite wanting him to stop.

I told him with a smile. "I didn't say anything, you didn't hear anything from me, Sir," Craig replied with a smile. "You really are,Craig. Let's have a drink," said Ana, who was obviously drunk. I thought I was the one who got drunk but why did Ana seem to be ahead of me? I just shook my head and smiled because she was funny when she got drunk.She was obviously drunk and she looked like a child. But I was surprised when she suddenly touched the side of my thigh and I backed away.

Lucan’s lips twitched sideways, but he didn’t do any of that. He was torturing me, and for some reason, my pussy kept dripping, and my body wanted more of this torture. “I don’t fuck drunk girls, little one. I am not so a sweet man in bed. I fuck, slap, ruin, and break, and while I am drilling your pussy and fucking your cunt, I need you to be conscious of how your legs are shaking and just how well you won’t stop moaning my name like a cheap little slut!” Pleasure whirled into me like I was being fucked, and my clit throbbed in ways that had me subconsciously clamping my thighs.

There was no way I would ever forget him. Anal sex was something I loved more than anything, not that I would ever admit it out loud. It wasn’t something that came up when I had conversations about sex. Not everyone understood how intense it was. More than vaginal sex. It tapped into pleasure you didn’t know existed. My wrists and my ankles hurt, but I didn’t care. As long as Nero continued to fuck me like a madman, nothing else mattered. He fucked me hard and harder, and all it did was take me closer to the edge.