What I.F.? Lisa-Fuck Time

Part 1

This blog contains nudity, adult themes and sexual situations that is intended for mature adults and is pure fantasy. It contains works of fiction and artwork, and does not condone drug use-which can be harmful in real life. 


The frat boys in the room grunted their approval, and Lisa set the clock down, revealing she was in fact nude except for her gray new balance tennis shoes. Drunk and high, her balance suffered as she stumbled forward and grabbed another bottle of jack. “Lisa, drink it!” one of the boys said.

Without hesitation, Lisa opened the bottle and took a long, deep swig. The familiar burn of the whiskey seared her throat, but she welcomed the sensation, loving how it would numb her. After she reflexively said, “Therre yoo gow Tim,” though none of the boys were named Tim. The boys laughed and cheered her on as she chugged the rest of the bottle. The other frat boys erupted in laughter, their jeers and catcalls echoing through the basement. She felt a warm rush of alcohol coursing through her veins, and she couldn't help but laugh along with the boys.

The frat boys were chanting her name, egging her on to keep going. Suddenly, the room started spinning, and Lisa felt herself losing her balance. She finished the bottle and carelessly tossed it aside and fell onto a nearbuy couch. 

Lisa felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment, but the alcohol coursing through her veins dulled the sensation. 

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