I finally got my husband’s write-up of our drunk fuck in my hands, and Victoria was eagerly looking over my shoulder to read it at the same time I was.
I was worked up, I was in a sexy mood, and excited as I read the first line. “Well at least you didn’t throw up or piss in the car.” Cheeky fucker. Mind you, we were that drunk, it wouldn’t have surprised me if we did. We barely got into the car and took a couple of minutes to find the seatbelts, giggling the entire time.
I snuggled up to Vicki on the back seat of the car and I got a good strong dose of parfum de cunt. I buried my head between her thighs and started licking away at what I could reach of her cunt. She opened her legs to help and that allowed me to get my head further down and my tongue further in. As the thing mostly in reach was her clit, even in her drunken state, she was going to cum, and she played with my hair whilst I got her there.
After she came, Victoria started begging my husband for our expected fucks, whilst I tried to sound authoritative, reminding him of our consent and demanding cock; authoritative doesn’t work when you’re pissed.
When we got home, he had to help us out of the car and almost had to carry us in, one at a time. I was first, and he took me straight to the bedroom, stripped my dress and bra off me and rolled me on to the bed (so I ended up naked and face up).
He returned a couple of minutes later with Vicki in his arms and stood her at the foot of the bed. She lifted her arms to have her dress removed, then as he pulled it off, she collapsed and she fell face forwards, her top half falling onto the bed, her face being near my cunt.
When she finally spotted my cunt, she drunkenly started licking. It wasn’t her best licking effort; she didn’t get in rhythm, but she gave it a valiant go. He offered his cock to my mouth as Vicki was licking, and I swallowed it in and started sucking. It wasn’t a particularly focussed suck either, but it got him hard, which was useful.
He went behind Vicki, picked her up off her knees (by putting his hand between her legs under her cunt and lifting). Once she was standing up, bent over with her tits still resting on the bed, he drove his cock into her cunt. He rightly assessed she would be slick enough without warm-up, so he held onto her hips as she was bent over and just rhythmically fucked her. She had a smile on her face but was otherwise not that responsive. He was surprised, as he thought the chances of making her cum were non-existent, yet she got louder and louder and eventually came, and he did almost immediately as he was fighting to hold on.
He withdrew his cock and returned to my mouth to give me a taste of her cunt. As I sucked, I put my hand to my cunt and started fumbling around there. After a couple of minutes, Vicki seemed to notice, so she moved my hand out of the way, and she started fucking me with her fingers, and licking at my clit, and this time, she got enough rhythm to make me cum, although it took some time to get me there.
My husband stood watching the show and bringing his cock back to life. It didn’t take much.
He clambered onto the bed and lined his cock up over my cunt. Vicki stopped playing with my cunt, parted my cunt lips and moved her head back a little, allowing my husband to insert the tip of his cock between my lips. Then she let go and he deeply filled my cunt with his cock. I apparently sounded quite desperate when I said, “Fuck me, fuck me” and my husband started long steady strokes with his cock, meaning I went from nearly full to nearly empty every second or so.
Vicki moved her head again so that with every stroke, her tongue ran over his balls. This made him particularly hard and particularly big. It was a long hard fuck, as he was fresh from cumming in Vicki’s cunt, so he could last a very long time. And I just lay there and took every stroke, every inch, every throb. He said it was really obvious that I wasn’t responding as I usually would (as our regular sex is very emotional), and he felt like he was really using me as a hole. But use my hole he did and eventually, with the help of Vicki’s tongue on his balls, he managed to both make me cum and cum himself.
He then wiped his cock on my outer flaps (something that would make me feel quite degraded when I’m not drunk), and then he climbed off me.
Vicki started trying to move, and my husband went to help her up onto the bed properly. As she finally laid face up, she moaned slightly and started to fidget, particularly around the middle part of her body. My husband watched her distress for a minute, and then had a brainwave.
He gently pressed on her bladder, and it felt as hard as iron. Yes, the poor girl was distressed because she needed to piss. In a good piece of planning before he left, he had put protective coverings on the bed “just in case they were needed.” So, he opened her cunt flaps to reveal her pisshole, told her to just go ahead and piss, and pressed harder on her bladder to encourage her. He loves pressing on a female bladder, as normally, the muscles are not strong enough to stop piss forcing its way out.
But this time, there was no resistance at all, and he got to watch with delight as the piss flowed steadily from her pisshole. She seemed to not try to stop it; she just smiled in relief as her piss flowed. He pressed on her bladder a couple more times to ensure it was emptying.
There she was, Vicki the professional lying naked in her own pissy bed. The juxtaposition was delicious. Her piss was seeping over my side of the bed, and I started to try to roll away from it. He gently pushed me back so that my right ass cheek was firmly in a pissy bed, and he lightly held me down by the bladder. He opened my cunt flaps too, and then pushed harder down on my bladder. I squirmed a little, but he kept steady pressure on my bladder and copious amount of my piss joined Vicki’s on the bed. When I was empty, he left us in our drunken dozy state surrounded by our piss.
Three hours later, his cock had recovered and he was ready for some anal. He is quite used to turning us over when we are asleep, as sometimes we need turning over for a lazy anal session. Neither of us stirred much as he flipped us over, so he lubed up my asshole, inserted his cock and fucked me and came. I barely reacted.
Once he had removed his cock, he roughly inserted a substantial butt plug and left me there. He came back another hour later to do the same to Vicki, and as you know, he returned later to swap our butt plugs over and then to talk to us once we awoke.
It sounded amazing. Shame we were too drunk to remember.