Spider-man Drunk Novels & Stories

Drugged. ***********

I moved through the crowd, but someone yanked me back. A tattooed guy with a crooked smile. “You need to loosen up,” he said, dragging me closer. His hardness pressed against me through our clothes. “Or are you just a scared little girl?” He shoved a drink in my hand. “Prove you’re not.” I glared. But before I could decide, the cup was slapped from my hand and Ian’s fist connected with the guy’s jaw. “Are you INSANE?!” I shoved Ian. He stared at me like I was stupid. “That was Drake. He’s a gangster. That drink? Probably laced with Lucid.”

’’ Adamie clasped his palms together. ‘‘I’m definitely getting the booze!’’ Andy said. ‘‘Drunk mofo,’’ Adamie replied, ‘‘Y’all remember that time Andy’ got so drunk at Brian’s party then he puked on the buff DJ and got his ass beat?’’ All of them apart from Andy burst into laughter. ‘‘Well, I’m better than fat Robert who passed out after taking two Oxycontine pills then got a dick drawn on his plumpy cheeks.’’ Andy defended.

He was holding on to the walls as if he was struggling to find his way. So, that's why his face and eyes are a little red. That guy is drunk. He's drunk to the point that he didn't recognize me. I grinned and followed the man. I saw him sitting on a stool by the counter and slumped over there. wow He is already drunk. Let's see. Let's take a look at the behavior of a Thrustin Lauren Piers when drunk. So they said, that a man pours his heart when he's drunk. And shout the content of his soul out. What secret can you reveal, Thrustin Lauren Piers?

the slightly drunk yelled as his vehicle stopped in front of Sebastian,who didn't move a inch. "Get out of the way ass" the drunk staggered out of his vehicle as he approached Sebastian angrily. "Shut up" Sebastian said dryly as he held the man's neck tightly,this drunk is gonna drive home but first he needs to feed. "Let's me go" the drunk driver struggled but Sebastian held him more tight starling the drunk by the amount of strength he possessed. "Now don't scream or move, you're having a nice time,and you'll meet a good friend soon, who you'll drive home" Sebastian compelled before sinking his fangs on the drunk man's neck, making sure not to kill him.

He was not sober at all or rather calls him drunk. It was 10:00 pm when Alessandro entered his home. All lights of the house were open and he closed his eyes as he was getting headache. He muttered what in hell and headed to the kitchen. Even though he was drunk, he was not stumbling. He wasn't a drinking type of man but in parties such as these, he let his guards down but tonight he also inhaled some weed. He knows it's wrong but he put its blame on his hectic routine. He justify himself by saying , he do it to calm down his nerves or whatever.... He entered the kitchen and to his pleasure he saw a very entertaining sight. Sabrina Leonardo was sitting and eating chocolate mousse cake and sh

How I wished he’d done the same thing Noah did when I was in that predicament. “I was drunk,” I said. “I barely remembered the small talk,” I gripped his shoulder tighter when his fingers found my slit, already wet. The wet sound is too loud, I got startled. Looking down, I see how glistening his fingers are. Fuck, do I do that? “Small talk?” Mr Stark quirked a brow at me.

I shyly repeated. “Oh I see ! Thanks !!” he smiled and drank his energy drink straight from the bottle and I only drooled as I watched his beautifully shaped Adam’s Apple bob up and down as he drank the drink in one gulp without spilling even a drop or gagging. What if he drank me in between my legs just like that ? “What the fuck, San !?” Sierra growled. “Stop giving us both fucking arousing thoughts and making our panties uncomfortably wet !!!” she hissed.

My knees were starting to get sore and red and when I was about to groan with discomfort, Samael cleared his throat. "Get up." He ordered loudly. Everybody stood again. I avoided his eyes, trying to keep a low profile, and took a drink to calm my nerves. I felt the intensity of his gaze on me, but I refused to look back. I had drank so much already, my blood would taste more like alcohol than blood. Could you get drunk off that? Drinking someone's blood if they were intoxicated? Did that work like that? Would if they had taken drugs? Oh my God. What if they had taken Viagra? That would be so funny. I'd have to try that.

Why did it feel like he was about to collapse at any moment? “Woah. He’s tough,” Aldrin said, slumping back onto the couch. He had used up all his energy dealing with that man. “As expected. He didn’t even crack after tasting your horrible drinks,” Regina added. “Didn’t you see him pause earlier when he took a shot of my incredible drink? It was your method that didn’t work!” “It’s because of my method that he was even able to drink and get drunk in the first place. You really have the memory of a goldfish.”