1. Not A Word To Grace


    Date: 3/23/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Lupus, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    in my house. I couldn’t say I was surprised. It was always the case in this neighbourhood that whenever anyone heard a rumour of a party, dozens would descend. Taking people into your home here was to surrender it to them. It was too late to do anything about the crowd of people who filled my house to bursting and I was tired of letting them all in. I found myself disenchanted with the whole affair. My mood was low and it soured me to the party I wished would simply end. Arguments with my girlfriend, Grace, tended to bring such a melancholy from me. “Refusing to even come to my birthday party, Grace,” I mumbled to myself. “That’s a new low.” Giving up, I left the door open and made my way to the kitchen, snatching up a stray half-empty bottle of whisky as I got there. Beer cups, bottles and abandoned foodstuffs littered the counters – and even the floor. I glanced around, feeling irritable at the thought of cleaning up the endless mess. I sighed and turned to get away, leaving the kitchen and heading out into the hall, wondering if I could see anybody I actually knew. Pausing, I examined the long thin bottle of alcohol before sipping delicately from the neck. A single taste of that amber fluid caused my nose to crinkle and I let out a small cough. It wasn’t what I was used to, but the burn of it was unusually pleasant. I shrugged and took another mouthful, swilling the fiery liquid around my mouth and feeling every inch of it tingle with the sensation. It was a strange ...
    feeling, but one I rather enjoyed. Swallowing it down at once, I spluttered and coughed again, leaning against the hallway wall while my body wracked with fits of coughing. My eyes watered with the effort and I gasped for air, holding the bottle up and glaring at it, silently berating the searing substance within. “Less at once,” I determined, blinking and giving out a last little cough as I walked into the front room. I opened the door and a cloud of smoke filled my still quivering lungs, causing me to cough even more. Stumbling into the room, through a cacophony of choking sounds, I miraculously found an empty chair and dropped onto it. Within seconds, a petite, giggling blonde girl fell onto my lap. She wore a small black tube dress and matching heels, with bright red lipstick almost matching the shade of her cheeks. Her eyes met mine through her peeling laughter; two small hazel ovals looked hazily back at me. “Oops! I didn’t see you there!” This was followed by another round of hiccupping giggles. She turned to face me and smiled, taking the bottle from my hand and downing an impressive gulp without blinking. She giggled still as she turned the bottle and tipped it towards me, pouring a mouthful down my throat. I swallowed, gasping as it burned through my body. She only giggled more, her face lighting up with a brilliant shade of red. A glint in her eyes caught my attention as her expression turned a little more serious, although she still held her bottom lip between her ...
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