I got to meet people I had heard of years ago and had a surprisingly very good time. A certain someo

I gotto meet people I had heard of years ago and had a surprisingly very good time.

A certain someone and I ended up at their place around 2 am after the four of us let liquor attack our brains. We crossed the city singing loud «chansons paillardes*», waking up the angry sleepers, on our way.

 I wasweak, this evening, and I cannot say I am proud of myself. The more the hours passed, the more my right nostril got encrusted with ethylphenidate. My brain decided to go on a wild Salsa (the dance, not the sauce). We drank, we smoked and talked until the sun rose. We were happy.

 A littlebefore 8 am, I decided to leave. My body was light (though I was sure the ground was sucking out my energy), my brain was on autopilot and my feet dragged me home with the help of a certain someone I share an apartment with. I felt weak but I was happy.

 When wegot there, I literrally melted on the sofa and sheltered between real life and the fantastic messy world in my head. I can’t tell how long my love affair with the sofa and the alternate universe lasted, I just remember needing to go peeing, passing his wide open bedroom and hearing the sheets shift. The clock said 9 am

.

 *surprised*«A. ? Where’re going ?»

*groaning* «… Toilets… Whatcha doing still awake ?»

I camecloserto the door and realized he was watching porn on his phone.

*intrigued* «Wait a minute, E. … Am I hallucinating or are you talking to me while masturbating ?»

«Why do you care ? Weren’t you just going to the toilets and off to bed ?»

«You got a point»

Truth is I am a grown-up child meaning that when I am home and need to go peeing I nearly always reach the toilets with my panties on my ankles. (No, don’t ask or wonder how I do that, I don’t know. It’s just a gift I have.) This time, my clothes had touched the ground before I had even left the sofa. (DRUGS ARE BAD, MMMMMMMKAY !) We were having a nonsense chat completely naked, Him in and from his bed, me on my way to… where was I actually going ? I felt so weak.

I madetwo steps forward then stopped, determined to enter the room. I faced him and sat on his bed, my legs crossed under myself.

*lust and drugs in my eyes* «Why didn’t you ask for help ?»

*thinking process slowed by the lack of sleep and the rest of drug in his system* «Now, you mention it….»

«Sssssssshhhh….. I want to be a dirty slut, I want to lick and suck these dick and balls, I want to feel your skin against mine, I want not to be able to sit tomorrow, I want… AAAAAAAAHHHHH»

My reveriewould have made me fall off the bed if he hadn’t jumped to lick my left nipple and caught me. It shut the autopilot mode my brain had been on for the past hour and set it on primal mode.

I tried toreach for his cock but he was faster. He had grabbed my ankles, had pulled me on the bed, my legs wide spread. Very slowly, his tongue started caressing my clit while his hand reached for my breasts.

*his eyes full of desire* «You, little bitch… Your pussy is dripping wet. Tell the truth… This is exactly what you wanted and needed, isn’t it?»

*happy and horny* «Yessir… I am neither sober nor high and I need to fuck and come…»

«Do not worry, little slut, I could lick this pussy all day long and the sun has only risen… I have taken more drugs than you did and I see both our brains and bodies are on fire… They… I mean We need to get wild»

Talking dirtytome when I am horny always has a the best effect on me; with drugs in my system, this turned me into a wild teasing beast. I put my feet on his shoulders and pushed hard so that he could only sit. I crawled on the bed and started licking the head of his penis, shooting a few glances at his face, from time to time. His penis was soft on my tongue, like velvet to the touch, and its taste was light. It all made me wanting him even more. I put his whole penis in my mouth and felt a wave of pleasure invading my being. He grabbed my ass and softly slid his finger between my buttocks. I stopped dead, half surprised half amused and not knowing how to handle that much pleasure.

*staring straight in his eyes* «I don’t know what… *confused* My body is shaking from pleasure and this is making me feel weaker… I am weak now, as a matter of fact»

«Hush, little thing. Keep your strength, you’ll need it. I am not done with you yet»

«Neither am I, man»

His sexwas the only thing I wanted or at least, the  thing my brain was obsessed with at that very moment. I was like a child trying and enjoying a new kind of popsicle. The more I sucked his dick, the wetter my pussy got. My body was shaken by spasms of pleasure…

*smiling at that much sensitivity* «I need a little break, I see you don't… Give me a dildo so I can fuck your pussy with it»

*sparks in my eyes* «… Hmmmmmm… You know how to talk to me…»

I did feelweak but I gathered my strength and bend over the edge of the bed to reach the box I had stored my toys in. I felt something rubbing my asshole then slowly but surely slid in my vagina… I was trying to force my way into the box but the cables securing it were too tight. Besides, I am human; when I fuck, I cannot do anything else but enjoying the cock in me.

«So ? Not that good with your hands, are you ?»

«Focusing is hard at the moment and I thought you needed a break…»

«I know how much you love fucking… I’m giving you an amuse-bouche, Lady Slut…»

The bastard cameand went three times only. He forced the box open. I bended so he could admire my ass and pussy and chose a big toy. I wanted to be filled with something large.

Gently, hepushed it into my lower mouth.

«Put your finger in my ass, Little Thing !»

«Only if you fuck my pussy hard with this dildo!! I’m so horny I think I could come in a minute…»

… And I did. I remained on my back, in a weird extatic state, wondering whether I would stay conscious. It took advantage of my disorientation and lack of strength to fuck my tits, then my mouth…then, my pussy.

He fucked medoggy style and slid his thumb in my asshole. He fucked me in the missionary position and suck my nipples. He fucked me in the spoon position and rubbed my clit.

«I need a break again and I see you won’t accept that… Let me eat your pussy again»

«Only if my vagina isn’t empty, dear. It needs… something.»

As soonas his mouth was in contact with my little pussy, I felt two fingers penetrating me.

«Do you expect to make me come with only two fingers ?»

He added one more and my whole being was sent into another dimension. My sight was gone, my head was spinning, I had the goosebumps and I was happy. I didn’t think it possible to feel that good.

«Are you ready for more, little woman ?»

« LEVEL UP !!!! …… OH MY FUCKING GOD !! FUCK IT AND DON’T STOP»

He hadputall his fingers in me. I had half his hand in my vagina and I wanted even more. My muscled contracted and I came, again, squirting a little. My body was shaking one more time but I felt so good. I also felt weak.

«I want your dick in me. No matter what… »

I don’thowwe had ended up on the floor. My vagina kept squirting little drops but needed his dick. It felt perfect where it was. I was happy. I remember feeling so weak from all that pleasure that I lost consciousness.

When I re-opened my eyes, I was in an impossible position and he was still fucking me. The clock told me it was nearly 11.15 am. A lusty smile illuminated my face.

«I had never fucked to unconsciousness and always dreamed of that. Thank you, dear. I want you to come in my ass, you deserve it»

«I have better plans though I’ll fuck this tiny asshole… »

I felt my asshole stretching for his dick. Hhhhhmmm… This dick…. Wait, why does he stop ?

«Come on, my lovely little bitch. Close your eyes»

I was Thehappiest woman on earth and fell asleep, exhausted, with his cum on my face.

*I don’t know how to translate that. These are the song you could label “sailors songs”, “peasant songs” and so on. They all have something to do with sex and they make you sound all but smart.

PUSSELFIE

I STILL DON’T RECOMMEND DRUG USE