Drunk Sex Stories Novels & Stories

AUTHOR'S P.O.V. Drax lay naked on the king-size bed. The aromatic layers of hashish smoke were suspended in the still air and a bottle of vodka, and three glasses sat on the bedside table. Three women lay naked with him. He moaned and whipped his head back as his whores did their work. One of the women, an auburn-haired girl, revolved her breast around his moaning, moving face, one was sucking on his nipple, while the other one kneaded his erection. Drax was experiencing sexual ecstasy when the telephone jarred loudly, interrupting them.

Connor admitted shyly and some of the other guys chuckled. “My prick is so tiny. I never swim or get into water in public because it'll reveal my true size through the wet swim pants. The last time I did that, the guys there made a ridicule of me.” Peter said “I attended a frat party sometime last year and there was this badass bitch. Long story short, we went upstairs to a room and when she pulled my trousers down and saw my dick… prick, she laughed for a good twenty minutes. Even when we got downstairs, I'd turn impulsively and find her laughing still. I had to leave the party earlier than usual.” Dominic admitted.

Title: My Step Son’s Thick Cock Bred Me Deep Chapter 3: The last three days blurred together into nothing but sex. Jake fucked me every chance he got. In the shower where the water made everything slippery and loud. On the kitchen table while our breakfast got cold. Even in the garage bent over the hood of his car. Each time he filled me deeper and rougher than the last. My hole stayed sore and open now, constantly leaking his cum no matter how many times I tried to clean up.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

The morning after our all-night fuck-fest, I woke up sore in the best possible way. My pussy throbbed deliciously, swollen and sticky with Alex’s dried cum. He had slipped out of my room just before dawn, leaving only a quick, filthy kiss and a whispered promise: “Today’s going to be fun, baby.”

I locked my ankles behind his back. He fucked me on the desk in the dark while the rain hammered the glass and the emergency lights painted everything red. Deep, deliberate strokes. One hand braced beside my hip; the other found my clit and rubbed tight circles. I came hard around him, clenching, gasping his name out loud for the first time in my life…no fantasy, no almost, just Tyler.

When he moved to New York, he realized that sex was dangerous as he often saw the governmental advertisement of sexually transmitted diseases on his way to work. That's why Noah Cheong was waiting to have sex with the right person at the right time. Sadly for him, sometimes in life, we didn’t always get what we’re wishing for. *** [WARNING: The following material contains age-restricted content that’s only suitable for a mature audience] Soon after they entered the bedroom, Drake Silvermoon quickly pushed his soulmate on his bed forcefully. “Why do you always worry about other men?” he asked Noah, who was lying helplessly on the bed, “First Terry, Matt, and now Ken…” Drake snarled while ment

My smile vanished instantly, and instead, red had taken over my face. “I wonder if roommates also beg each other to have sex with them when they’re drunk?” He proceeded. “Not to mention - be mad when they’re denied of it?” I narrowed my eyes at him, “Key word here is drunk. I was drunk out of my mind when I did that so you can’t hold that against me.” “I’m not, I’m just stating how roommates behave. Lusting after each other, making out at friend’s party, demanding sex - how to be roommates 101. Maybe we should write a book about it.”

They try to be discreet but then I doubt anybody can be discreet with the constant moans and groans. I’ve never had sex before. Sometimes, I feel like I’m the last virgin on Earth. Dani and anika always come in drunk like this, after every friday nights at the club. They get carried away in their sexy drunk sloppiness and forget that I’m sleeping just a few feet away. I’ve tried to close my eyes shut and go back to sleep every time they have woken me, but it takes an immense amount of willpower to not be enticed by their luscious moans and obviously his manly guttural grunts.

Even these other people were stopping runaway cars, some of them, were hitting others, doors, or posts, even towards stores, between traffic lights, in the midst of this everything that happened between encounters of sweaty bodies. In which their drivers stumbled out of the car, often in groups, with bodies connected in movement, posing in the middle of carnival parades, all of them appearing clearly drugged and drunk. When they witnessed their outdoor experiment, in which all situations converged towards the great moment of wild and uncontrolled sex. At that time, when everyone was realizing, even without control, from everyone who knew about it, it was clearly a pungent drug, coursing thro