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@drunkgirllover
btw we're onto a blackberry spritz but i feeeeeel like im drinking tooooo slow so!! <3 send me asks or likes and comments to help me drink more faster!! tell me to hit my pen (i havent all day which is CRAZY)!! tell me to take shots of vodka!! <3 I'm feeeeeling reckless today <3
Its pretty cute to go out for lunch with your friend! Its cute when you cant decide where to go and you can help each other brainstorm. Its cute to split a biiiig margarita at the mexican restaurant, and maybe another one and maybe another one. And maybe one more. And its cute how you both laugh and laugh when you try to find your keys but youre a little too drunk to see into your bag and too drunk to remember you took the bus here. Okay time to get an uber, cuties! Your friend orders the uber while the nice waitress brings you a to go cup for one last margarita. Shes so nice! You wait outside for the uber on the curb, and the two of you finish the margarita quick in case its not allowed in the car.
Your friend is so cute. She keeps saying how cute you are too, and booping your nose with her finger. She goes *boop* and pinches your nipple through your shirt. You squeal in surprise and turn bright red. She whines “sorryyyyy it was juss so boobable *hip* i meann boopable....” and you both laugh. The uber pulls up and you pile inside. The world streams past out the window, and you close your eyes and lean back against the seat. Its so cute that you can go out for lunch and have a bunch of drinks and neither of you mind at all that the other is getting waaay too dizzy and horny to be functioning in public.
When you get back to your friends house you help each other inside. Its so cute how she takes her clothes off when shes this drunk, she can barely do it right, because shes stumbling around and laughing. She staggers over to you, naked, red faced and swaying and pulls up your shirt. “Boooooooop” she says, squeezing one of your breasts in her hand, and pressing her flushed face to the other, tongue lapping at your hard nipple. Your laugh turns into a moan. You sit down on her couch and try to get your balance, but she straddles you and starts twiddling your nipples and groping and playing with your tits until youre both grinding drunkenly on each other, her fully naked, you mostly dressed save for your cute little tits which your cute drunk naked friend is sucking on. How cute :)
WHere the night has gone -> crazy that this is the LESS crazy photoset of the night atm <3
Oh wow...it would be so great to see you stumbling around and pure you another drink
that fridge pov is so sexy! would love to see a progression of you increasingly struggling with opening the fridge while keeping your balance as you get drunker and drunker hehe <3
trieall two im trying to be normall i think i lopk sobre lol gotta deunk moree
Chloe’s boozy afternoon
Chloe staggered back through the door of her apartment, hiccuping slightly and giggling at nothing in particular. The girl had just gone to get something from her friend Heather’s place down the hall, and the two of them had decided to share a drink. Or two. Or ten.
Chloe hiccuped again, glancing over at the clock on the wall. Ugh. Stupid thing’s hands were all blurry and warped. After a few seconds of squinting, she realized it was 2:30 PM.
“*hic-* I’m jusst a- *hic-* lil’… lil’drungk..”
The girl stammered, clearly not aware of her own level of inebriation. Or perhaps she was simply downplaying it? Well, it wouldn’t matter for long anyway.
The girl shuffled to her fridge, her alcohol-addled mind craving some leftover pizza her girlfriend, Stacy, had made a few nights before. She opened up the fridge, her eyes slowly scanning its contents, her vision slightly clouded at the edges for some reason.
Her gaze finally locked onto the food, a slightly vacant-looking smile crossing her face as she grabbed it, eagerly scarfing down the last slice of the sweet cheesy goodness. She turned to close the fridge door…
And that’s when poor Chloe saw it.
A brand new, extra large bottle of her absolute favorite vodka. Courtesy of her girlfriend. The bottle looked absolutely delicious in her already inebriated state. The fridge light caught the glass at an angle that made it almost seem to glow, the slight condensation on the glass making it look all the more divine.
Chloe licked her lips as she reached for the bottle, before pausing. Stacy might have gotten this for a reason, right? What if she had plans for it? What if she was working on something nice for them? She couldn’t, in good conscience, drink this vodka.
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Her moral high ground lasted about 32 seconds before she snatched the bottle from the fridge.
The bottle was even bigger than Chloe had realized. She had to use two hands to properly support it. This thing was almost as big as her head!
I’ll juss’ have… a lilll taste.. *hic-*… jusssta littleee..
She murmured to herself, uncorking it and bringing the contents to her lips. It was that cherry flavor she loved the most. She moaned softly into the bottle as she gulped down a healthy few swigs, apparently forgetting her “just a little taste” promise.
She pulled away, her face flushing a slight red as she caught her breath. The girl wandered over to the couch, her legs occasionally stumbling over each other for some reason before flopping down onto it, pulling up Netflix on the TV.
She started an episode of her favorite show. “Bottles and Ballgowns.” The premise was simple. A group of some fancy, snooty rich women from all over the country would try out various types of alcohol, and shenanigans would ensue.
Chloe giggled like an idiot as one wealthy baroness drunkenly spilled wine all over her fancy gown. She took another generous gulp of her vodka, her head swimming slightly. She should stop. This bottle was probably special, and she was already drunk. There’s no good reason to-
Suddenly, one of the rich girls on the tv held up a bottle of the very same vodka, downing several gulps of it and slurring drunkenly about how it was “th’absholu’ beesht’!”
Chloe cheered at the TV, giggling like an idiot again.
“She’sh juss’like me, fer’real!!”
She slurred, grabbing the bottle again. I mean, surely THAT deserved a toast! Chloe’s logic made sense to her, at least. And she gulped down another healthy few swigs.
The night passed exactly like this. Chloe slipped into a soft bathrobe and lounged on the couch as she drank and drank, feeling like a wealthy baroness herself.
The girl was nowhere near sober anymore, it would be delusional to pretend otherwise. She swayed slightly just sitting there on the couch, her eyes heavy and sluggish, a single blink taking 5 seconds to complete. She hiccuped and belched loudly between generous gulps of booze, slurring almost incoherently now.
“Ishh’juss a’lil.. *hic-* lil’btta booz’.. m’.. *belch-* m’oky… i’cn… Mmghh.. drink’mor..”
She gulped down even more, the bottle nearly 3/4 empty by now. A thick strand of saliva connecting her lips to the bottle’s rim as she pulled it back. Her hips slowly rolled against nothing in particular, her eyes fluttering in another 5-second blink.
It was no secret that Chloe was turned on by her drunkenness. The girl would frequently drink generously before touching herself in the bedroom. Or the shower. Or the kitchen. Wherever, really. As soon as she was drunk, all restraint went out the window. She knew this about herself, and she loved it.
One hand lifted the bottle to her lips again, the other one slipping sluggishly under the robe and between her legs, rubbing clumsily against her clit. Her fingers weren’t exactly coordinated, but at this point she was far too inebriated to care.
*hic-* mmm’stashcey…
She slurred her girlfriend’s name like a prayer, her brain tanked enough for her to zone out and imagine it was Stacy’s hands on her body. Her other hand slipped to her chest, caressing and squeezing her tits.
Chloe moaned. She thrust her fingers deeper into her depths, the sensation almost more intoxicating than the booze. Almost.
Chloe could feel her pussy twitch. It never took very long for her to cum when she was this trashed. Even still, that didn’t stop her from arching her back as hard as she could, gripping her tits even harder and moaning like a whore as she squirted HARD.
Chloe collapsed back onto the couch. Her robe now wet with cum and arousal. She panted drunkenly, her vision blacking around the edges. Oh boy, she’d overdone it now.
Her body shut down, flopping limply into a sprawled-out position on the couch. She tried to move her hand, but between the exhaustion and the amount of booze in her system, it just limply twitched between her legs.
The weight of her eyelids increased. She was going to pass out. Her thoughts still lingered on Stacy. How lucky she was to have such an amazing, incredible, sexy girlfriend.
That was Chloe’s final thought before her eyes slipped shut for the last time.
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Stacy fumbled with the key in the lock, grumbling annoyedly as she tried to find the right one on her cluttered key ring. Finally, she managed to open the apartment door.
Immediately, she could hear her girlfriend’s snoring. On further inspection, she found a passed-out Chloe laying on the couch. She was laying on her stomach, her cheek smooshed into a pillow as she snored ungracefully, a generous drool puddle already staining the pillow. Her robe’s belt had come undone a while ago, slipping open just enough to give Stacy a teasing look at those gorgeous tits she’d frequently thought about at work before.
Stacy’s heart fluttered, partially because the sight of her girlfriend in such a state made her feel some level of fondness, but just as much because, well…
It would be a terrible lie for Stacy to say that her girlfriend’s hedonistic tendencies didn’t turn her on a bit. Of course she loved her girlfriend regardless of if she was sober or plastered, but there was just something about Chloe’s drunken antics that made her core pleasantly warm to think about.
It wasn’t though if she MEANT for her girlfriend to drink from the bottle she’d got… She just… heavily expected it?
Oh who was she kidding. She knew Chloe was headed to Heather’s that afternoon, and she knew Heather and Chloe shared some of those hedonistic tendencies. She also knew that a drunk Chloe would hardly be able to resist the allure of her absolute favorite booze. This whole thing went exactly how she hoped it would.
Stacy smiled to herself, before it faltered slightly. Was this wrong? Would this be taking advantage of her beloved Chloe? Was all of this really worth it?
The drunk girl snorted softly in her slumber, her robe finally slipping down to fully reveal her perfect tits.
…
Yes. It was worth it.
Happy fakeboy 420!!
Stupid question will you accept doordash gift cards to contribute to alcohol fund?
wahhh not a stupid question at all!!! Absolutely though I have never gotten one I would happily accept them! <3 Thank you!
also got that teacher mentality where my first response is always "theres no stupid questions!" lmao
Such an adorable smile in the face of never ending chores! I hope the Smirnoff helps make it a little more bearable and gets you showing off more of your sexy self.
hehhehe and to that I give you the first sipsss of the day <3 it has been!! <3
heheh gonna have a lazy chore day but ofc i need to dress like a slut and drink through it- its in my nature~ <3
stoner bunny 🐰💘
hadeveen moreelollll🥰🥰🥰🥰
Words cannot describe just how badly, and I mean purely how badly I NEED to get you just beyond tipsy, and coax you into shedding those pesky clothes
Just so I can softly and passionately make out with that belly as you keep chugging away...drunker...and drunker, I need my tongue in that ever deepening navel 🫦
I want to make out with that belly, and if things go right? Eat you out with the same softness and passion, you are so beautiful its making my poor lesbian heart flutter 😵💫😭
kept this ask in my imbox for a whils bc i wannted to give u a good ansrewer but i just lose mu mind when evre i read it fuck srry just yes??? yesss.... pls pls
Good “boy” Gracie!
Take another hit.
Okay! Thanks!! Smoking feels soo nice hehe
can anybody guess what the first thing i did when i got home from work is?
