Drunken story time! And this is a loooooong one.

So in like…2008, 2009 maybe, I went out with this girl I had been chatting with on a dating site for a few days. Her name was Jenny, 21 years old, and she was about 5 feet tall with pale skin and almost jet black hair. She was wearing a tight black t-shirt with some tight jeans. She had a really nice hourglass figure, like you know how some girls are slender, but just a tad thick in certain places. Point is, she was looking reeeaaally f****** s***.

We meet up, eat at a restaurant, and then come back to my place for some highly anticipated hanky-panky. When we pulled into the lot, my neighbor comes walking over and says he has some GHB, and asks if we wanna try some. Apparently it makes you super h****, and s** is supposedly amazing on it. So okay, we’re totally down with this.

We both take some, and then all of us start taking shots. So by the time everything kicked in, we were all feeling pretty great. My neighbor went on back home, leaving me and this s*** lil minx alone so we could f****** tear into each other.

So we’re sitting next to each other on the couch. It only takes a few seconds for us to start tongue-kissing like crazy and absolutely groping the f*** out of each other. After a minute or so of this, she starts to go limp in my arms. I suddenly realize that she’s passed out on me. Hmm, okay…

I laid her down face-up in kind of a half sitting/half lying down reclined position, nestled back against the armrest and some cushions. I tried to wake her a bit, but it was no use. She was fine, but she most definitely was 100% passed out for the night.

I was super bummed about this, for obvious reasons. I was already f****** primed to f*** the holy buhjeezus out of this chick, and on top of that, I was double-h**** because of that GHB s*** or whatever it was. It definitely did what my neighbor said it would. Problem is, my date was a bit of a lightweight.

So there I sat, buzzed and h**** as all hell. I reached over and started touching her over her clothes, starting with her shoulders, and then moving down to her breasts, her belly, and her waist. Her t*** felt really nice and soft, so I pulled up her shirt. She was wearing a black lacy bra with red trim. NOICE. After admiring her bra, I went ahead and pulled it up and out of the way. Out flopped two of the most beautiful, perky little C-cup breasts I have ever seen in person. And her n****** were perfect too…light pink with a slightly puffy areola, which is exactly what I like.

I enjoyed her perfect t*** for a few minutes, and then I moved on to touching the rest of her body. Her pants were pretty snug, so I didn’t bother trying to take them off…although I did unbuckle her belt and unzip her pants a bit because I wanted to see what color her p****** were. I also couldn’t resist pulling them down a bit in the front so I could see if she had shaved or not. And for the record, she had…and her p****** were black.

I also felt her up below the waist, but again, only over her clothes. I rubbed her legs, felt her a**, and even rubbed her crotch a bit. It felt so warm and wet. It’s a shame taking off her pants wasn’t an option. I’d like to have had a taste of that.

I eventually ended up m*********** sitting next to her with my c*** in my right hand, and rubbing her t*** with my left hand. I didn’t c** on her, instead I used a towel. After I was finished m***********, and I had gotten my fill of touching her body, I laid her down on the couch, put a blanket over her, and let her sleep it off.

The next day, she remembered everything right up until the point where she passed out. She thanked me for taking care of her, and that was that. We hooked up again the next weekend, still h**** as f*** for each other, but this time without the GHB stuff. We had s** that night, and ended up being occasional ‘friends with benefits’ for the next few months. She had a nice, tight little p**** too, and she even let me f*** her without a rubber, which was f****** awesome. After all was said and done, I probably fucked her about 20 times. I actually still have a whole folder full of nudes she sent to me.

True story…or is it!?

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