I don't remember when it all began. My addictions had become as natural as breathing, and the blackouts that followed, while at first frightening, became part of my thrill. I would often start an evening amongst friends hoping for a quick high, some hard sex and then greasy food before a deep sleep. That was actually how it went for a while. Then it mutated into dancing to loud music, and the next thing I know I am waking up in an alley, a strangers bed, or sometimes in the middle of sex with an unbelievable ugly man who's demanding that he get what he's paid for.
I guess I remember hearing that marijuana is a gateway drug but to be honest I don't remember ever even trying it. I was always a drunk, since my first beer I knew I wouldn't put it down easily. No, for me I drank until an opportunity for cocaine came along. I wasn't looking for it but it found me anyway. hen I figured what' the harm in trying some new things. I did meth for a bit, and heroine, pcp, or what ever was on the coffee table of the house I was hangin out at.
Todd never let me out of his sight. He was a great chaperone. Almost. I woke up once and he was pissing on me while a buddy of his threw his dick into my ass hard. I don't remember going home that night but I did wake up in my own bed the next morning.
I suppose you'd like a little info on me. My names is Danni. I am 32 years old and live in Brooklyn, NY. In High School I was on the track team and did pretty well as a runner. After graduation I went to Brooklyn College for a couple of semesters until the drink took me. I met Todd there. I have no idea how old he was at the time. He must have been around 26 or 27 at the time. He'd been there for a while and kind of knew everyone and all the great parties. As a newbie coming to college right out of high school he was exactly the excitement I wanted. He was so tall and handsome. Mmmm and he always had that five o'clock shadow that was so hot in the 80's. I loved to feel his rough face against mine as we kissed. He was the first man to ever eat me out and subsequently the first to give me an oral orgasm.
The first time we had sex was about as horrible as can be for some one as inexperienced a I was. He got me really drunk, I guess it was pretty obvious that I liked to drink, and than he proceeded to lift my shirt up just enough to get at my tits, but not taking it off. Then he actually produced a knife and cut my jeans open enough to get his dick in my pussy. At the time I remember thinking how hot and reckless this was. It was so intoxicating. Hindsight twenty-twenty they say. I know that it was date rape but that is what I wanted.
He tore through my pants and fucked me hard. It hurt so bad. I cried as he slammed his dick into me again and again. Then he came in me and that was that. We gave me one of his shirts to wrap around my waist, so no one would notice that my pants were non existent. He bought me more beer and we drank till the sun came up.
The next day I was so sore. It was a turn on to know that he had cum in me. I wanted it again and asked him if he enjoyed himself. Of course he did, so I asked him to do it to me again and he promised he would. I was hoping for a sober turn but instead he bought some whiskey and really fucked me up then. I was so drunk that I barely remember anything that happened.
Next time I vowed to get the most out of it. I was determined. We drank that night as we did most night, copiously and with out a care. There was a huge party at a friends house and the music was loud and the people were high and horny. I dumped most of my drinks out so that I would be more aware, but the drink took me and I was beyond drunk, and that's when I found cocaine.
A friend of Todd's had some and cut a few lines on the coffee table. He showed me how to take it and I did. And it was like I had come home. I was so complete, everything made sense, the world was as it was supposed to be, and before I realized that I was high, I realized that it was fading. I needed this feeling to last so I asked for more. He was very giving that night and he let me take as much as I wanted. A while later I found Todd and dragged him into the bathroom. I pulled open his fly and sucked his limp dick into my mouth. I tried to swallow the whole thing but he couldn't get it hard. I was pissed and started bitching at him when I noticed a guy sitting on the toilet watching us.
You can probably guess where this is going. I bet Todd that the guy on the john wouldn't have a problem getting it up. Well Todd didn't like that and slapped me hard across the face. To my astonishment it really turned me on and with the amount of booze and coke in me I just grinned at him and knelt in front of this random guy on the toilet. His cock was hard alright and it was ready to go.
He was dripping a bit from his pee hole and I didn't really care if it was piss or pre-cum I swallowed his dick and he moaned really loud. It was good, so good to know that Todd was watching. The guy started to stutter something to Todd about not wanting to do this. I looked at him and with a grin I pulled his dick hard enough to make him wince.
"Shut up." I said. "I want cock and yours is hard and his is not."
