As I sat sipping my long island ice tea I noticed a few things. The first was that I was actually in a bar drinking and wasn’t old enough to drink. One of the perks of having a boyfriend that was older and worked at a bar. The second thing I noticed was this drink tasted like iced tea and nothing else. I was certain my boyfriend was lying to me and didn’t want me to drink. So I downed the first one like it was nothing, and asked for another. He smiled at me and told me I had better take it easy, I told him he was foolish I could handle my “liquor”, and I chuckled. I drank the second one in 15 minutes. Still feeling nothing I knew that I was being duped there was 0 alcohol in it. I asked for the third drink, my boyfriend looked at me and raised an eyebrow. He said something to the bartender, and then he told me this was the last one I’d be throwing up all night and he had plans for me. I downed the third LIT, as he was just finishing his shift. He walked over to me asking if I was ready to go. I was for a fact, I stepped down off the barstool my head was swimming, and it was then that I realized there had indeed been alcohol in these drinks I was downing like water.

Walking to his truck I was aware I had his arm and was staggering. He helped me into the truck, as I am short and his truck was rather tall for me. I sat in the seat waiting for him to climb in. When he did I leaned into to him and found his lips with mine. He kissed me, my tongue brushed against his lips; I flicked my tongue between his parted lips in search of his. Finding it, I kissed him passionately making sure that my tongue gave his ample attention. I moved away and back into my seat as he looked at me for a second and backed out of the parking space. He asked if I wanted to go to the lake, I was feeling very good by this time. And I believe I told him yes if we could go out on the boat. He drove about fifteen minutes to the lake. Pulling into the marina, I climbed down out of the truck and staggered around to where my boyfriend waited for me. I was drunk there was no doubt about it, not just a little drunk either. I was pretty fucked up actually, I was 5’5” and weighed about 115 pounds soaking wet. The alcohol I had consumed was pretty strong and no doubt I had drank entirely too much.

We walked hand in hand down the dock to his parent’s boat. He helped me climb into it, I was extremely horny. As I know now I’m always horny when I drink. Some people are happy when they are drunk, some are mean, but not me I just want to be fucked, hard, rough, and often. My boyfriend started the boat and we took off for the middle of the lake. I began my disrobing for the boyfriend. I took off my shirt and bra, I knew better than anyone that he couldn’t resist my nice big firm tits. He was always quite mesmerized and I loved it.