Most of the time, when I go to the bar I notice most men don’t look me in the eyes. I have some big tits and I have never minded the attention that comes with that. Besides, having a big bosom has its benefits, like free drinks, and once even a free tab. I mean, a drunk titty fuck? Can’t get better than that!
Racking Up The Bill
I went out drinking with some friends and we closed out the place. By the end of it, my girlfriends were loading into their cabs and I was grabbing my purse, ready to stumble out of here. The owner had been flirting with me all night. Of course, I flirted back. I originally had no intent to drunk titty fuck him in any way. But when a slut like me gets filled with liquid courage, things change. He comes back over to me right at the end and explained flirtatiously that I hadn’t paid my tab.
Where is my card? I looked everywhere, my wallet completely empty. My eyes are crossing when I look back up at him. I originally was going to go home and drunk titty fuck my roommate and probably have rough sex too, but it is my college slut days.
A joke was made. Just a small comment that I noticed he had been staring at my tits all night. I was definitely hinting to him that I was willing to trade a drunk titty fuck for my $50 tab, but I never expected an honorable businessman to take me up on it. His eyes shot all the way open and he agreed. My pussy got wet with the thought of fucking him and my roommate within hours of each other, so I was definitely in for it.
Drunk Titty Fuck Pays The Bills
He just wanted my tits, so like a good slut with debt, my shirt came off. The bar was completely empty, so I laid on the table with my head towards his cock and my tits up in the air. He pulled his big cock out and slid it towards my tits. I drunkenly grab at his shaft and slide it into my mouth at first. I wanted it to be sopping wet with my drool so he could slide into these tits better.
With my head practically falling off the table towards him, he was in the perfect spot to throat fuck me. When you are this drunk, you can’t even feel the urge to gag when he crams his cock down your throat. God, I loved it. Slightly feeling him slam into the back of my throat and I relax, opening myself for him. I feel drool drip up my face and I know he is ready. I slide him out of my mouth and right down my breast, then squeeze myself around him. My tits are so big and full they gripped around his cock and I watched him speed up as he drunk titty fuck me harder. His balls drag on my collarbone and face and I just hold my tongue out, keeping him lubed while he rails me. I enjoy every moment of this drunk titty fuck!
What seems like 10 minutes later, I feel his hot juices unleash all over my stomach. When I stood up, my drunken hands found their way to that mess, smearing it in before I licked my hands while looking right into his eyes. I said nothing else, just ate his cum, got dressed, and went home to get drunk titty fuck.
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