Wild Drunken Haze

[CeasarBoobage]

One story that I've wanted to put more time into is one that always struck my muse mute. After fighting with it for a too long I will admit defeat. Now I give it to you Litsters, you scallywags with dirty minds. Please take this and run with it, making it your own.

Maybe this could be a fun exercise - how many stories can we have that have the exact same intro?

I don't know how I got here, but I do know I must have had one hell of a night. After being awake for about a minute, not a whole lot is evident yet. Bits and pieces were coming back to me, and even now I could tell last night was very unlike my usual party night. Getting out of bed to recycle some of my drinks was hard since my pounding hangover headache yelled at me for moving, but I wasn't too far gone to realize how cold it was. When I was done, getting back to bed was easier, a rush to curl back up inside the blankets to warm back up was the main goal.

Maybe the fact that there are three bodies in bed with me was my first clue that things got crazy. The second is that I don't think any of them looked familiar. The two women seem to be average, normal, everyday people that you would meet at the office or at the local coffee shop. The one guy... Since I'm a very hetero kind of guy, that rules out judging on the 'cuteness' factor. He's not horribly ugly or deformed, and the bits of his body I can see say he's average over-all. One girl is on the skinny side, small everywhere. Short, small boobs, but everything just fits nicely together. The other girl is a bit on the big side, but she also fits together well with larger breasts, perfectly sized nipples, and an outstanding ass. Was I the only cold one? Those three were totally naked and uncovered, but they didn't seem to care.

Thinking back to how the night started while I wrapped the blanket around me, I stared at the bodies of the girls and tried to rewind my brain. I know it was a concert that started out the night. Naturally, I did some pre-gaming on the ride over, so we had a good buzz going by the time we started. Wait a second, who did I go with? Ummm.... Mark, that was it, I came to the concert with Mark. So where the hell was he now? No clue yet, but it will come me to me soon enough I guess.

 

[lovecraft68]

I have a story that starts out,

I awoke with a pounding in my head, the taste of Jack Daniels in my mouth and the smell of pussy on my face; pretty much a morning like any other these days.

 

[CeasarBoobage]

I have a story that starts out,

I awoke with a pounding in my head, the taste of Jack Daniels in my mouth and the smell of pussy on my face; pretty much a morning like any other these days.

Just a normal Tuesday?