Buzz

I took a sip of Logan's beer, the cold liquid sliding down my throat. It tasted bitter at first, but as I swallowed, a warmth spread through my chest. Before I knew it, Logan was refilling my glass with another drink.

"Here you go," he said with a smile - handing me the fresh beer. "Just take it easy now."

I nodded in agreement... Feeling the effects of the **** already starting to cloud my mind. But there was something about being alone with Logan that made me want to let loose and have fun.

We chatted some more... Laughing and joking around like old times. But as the minutes ticked by, I found myself reaching for his beers more frequently than not.

"I think I might be getting tipsy," I admitted - giggling as I tried to balance on one foot while taking another swig from his glass.

Logan chuckled...

"You're doing just fine, Emily," he reassured me - patting my shoulder gently. "Just remember to pace yourself."

But despite his words of caution, we kept drinking.

As the night wore on, Logan and I continued to drink... The room started spinning as my vision blurred. My words slurred together in incoherent mumbling.

"Logan..." I managed to mumble - struggling to keep my eyes open. "I think I need to lie down..."

He helped me up from the couch... Supporting my weight as we stumbled towards the stairs. I could barely feel my legs beneath me, each step a Herculean effort.

"Let's get you tucked in," he said softly - guiding me into my bedroom and gently laying me down on the bed.

But instead of leaving, Logan climbed onto the mattress beside me... His hands roaming over my limp body as he undid his belt with a low groan.

"I've wanted this for so long," he whispered - pushing his pants down around his thighs. "You're just so fucking beautiful, Emily."

His fingers found their way under my shirt... Caressing my bare skin as he unclasped my bra and tossed it aside. I was too drunk to resist or even register what was happening.

Logan's mouth descended upon my breast... Sucking and nibbling at the sensitive flesh as his hand slid down to cup my pussy through my sweatpants. I let out a soft moan, completely under his control.

He pushed the fabric of my pants aside... Exposing me fully to his hungry gaze. His fingers probed at my entrance, finding it slick with arousal despite my drunken state.

"You're so wet for me already," he growled - thrusting two fingers deep inside me without warning. "Such a good little slut..."

I tried to push him away... But my limbs felt heavy and uncoordinated. All I could manage were weak flails as Logan continued fucking me with his hand, pumping in and out of my clinging heat.

Suddenly, he pulled back... "Time for the main event," he panted - yanking off his shirt and tossing it aside carelessly. His cock sprang free, thick and hard against his stomach.

Before I could even process what was happening, Logan mounted me on the bed... His heavy weight pinning me down as he aligned his throbbing shaft with my entrance.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, Emily," he snarled - gripping my hips tightly. "You're going to take every inch of my cock like the dirty little cumslut you are..."

With that, he drove himself deep inside me... Stretching and filling me completely as I let out a strangled cry. Logan started thrusting immediately, fucking me like a rag doll as I struggled weakly beneath him.

"Logan... please..." I whimpered - tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. "Stop... it hurts..."

But he just laughed...

"Oh, this is just the beginning," he panted - slamming into me harder and faster. "You're mine now, Emily. My little drunk slut who can't even resist..."

Logan's thick cock continued to pound into my limp, drunk body... Each brutal thrust jolting me awake slightly before the **** dragged me back under. I was completely at his mercy, unable to fight or even cry out as he used me like a cheap fucktoy.

His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise... Holding me in place as he rutted into my helpless form with animalistic ferocity. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by Logan's grunts and groans of pleasure.

I could feel every inch of his massive shaft stretching and filling me... His balls slapping against my ass with each powerful drive. It hurt so much, but I was too far gone to do anything but take it.

"Fuck yeah," Logan growled - picking up speed as he neared his climax. "Gonna fill this little cunt up with my cum..."

With one final, vicious thrust, he buried himself deep inside me... His hot seed erupting directly into my womb as I finally succumbed to unconsciousness. My body went limp, no longer able to resist or even twitch as Logan continued to fuck me through his orgasm.

He rode out his high inside my spent form... His cock still throbbing and pulsing as he emptied every last drop into my unprotected depths. When he finally pulled out, a river of cum flowed from my gaping pussy, pooling on the sheets beneath me.

Logan looked down at my passed-out face with a satisfied smirk.

"That's one hell of a way to end the night," he panted - tucking himself back into his pants. "You're going to be sore tomorrow, Emily..."

With that, he left me lying there in a puddle of our mixed fluids... Drunk and broken on the bed as I slipped further into oblivion.