Tequila 101

My name is Nansi. This incident happened in 1975. I was 15. We had all (my boyfriend, his Aunt and her boyfriend) gone out for Spaghetti dinner. We went back to my boyfriends Aunt's house and decided we would go get some alcohol. The boys chose beer and the girls chose, yup, TEQUILLA! I, being the bigshot (I thought I was anyway) had drank a half pint before, but NEVER a PINT! Well, I had to show off and said I could handle a pint to myself. They bought it.... I drank it! And kept drinking! Soon, all but an 1/8 of the bottle had been consumed... by ME! Blagh! My boyfriend and I went into the den to watch a movie. And, like most teenagers, we began making out. I suppose it was "THE TOUNGUE" that did it... up came the spaghetti, IN HIS MOUTH! He was spitting noodles out all over the floor and I proceeded to crawl to the bathroom. Puking all the way there. The rest is up to your imagination. But, I will tell you this, I couldn't even be down wind from Tequilla for fear I might get a whiff!!! It wasn't until 1998, (that's 23 years) Halloween, dressed as Santa Claus, that I drank it once more. 23 shots in 2 1/2 hours. And, well, I think they call it "ALCOHOL POISONING"... 4 days in bed. And once again, puking the whole time!!!!!! No more TO-KILL-YA for me! (DrunkDial.com)

Lara and Jenny

Lara and Jenny were best friends. Lara used to come over to Jenny's house ever day and they would sit on her front porch and smoke pot and listen to ICP. Jenny was a Juggalo, you see. Lara was a goth, pierced and with a dark sense of humor. One day they were both drinking and Lara was swaying to the sounds of How Many Times?, when Jenny suddenly blurted out, "Fuck, I've gotta puke!" This took Lara by surprise, having seen Jenny drink half a gallon of booze and still be the life of the party. She was so caught up in that thought that she almost didn't notice that her pussy was starting to get wet. She smiled her usual sly smirk of a smile. She went over to Jenny and helped her to her feet. "You really sick, babe?," Lara asked her. "You don't look so hot." "Hell yeah, get out of the way, I'm gonna spew!," Jenny exclaimed. Lara's mind raced for a moment and she decided that she would take advantage of the situation to fufill one of her most secret fantasies. She closed her eyes and placed her lips against Jennys', who would have been surprised had it not been for the fact that she could begin to feel the pint and a half of Tanqueray and the two burritos she had eaten earlier gushing up her throat. Lara had just nudged her mouth open with her tongue and locked lips with her when a flood of vomit burst from Jenny's mouth into hers. Lara struggled to keep the liplock intact so that she would not lose any of her sick treasure. She held it well, allowing only a couple drops of the puke leak out from around their lips. But Jenny's revolting stomach was forcing the vomit out pretty hard and she could feel it working it's way down her throat. She suddenly wondered if that was smart, and as anyone who is nervous tends to do, she swallowed. She suddenly tasted this putrid liquid that was filling her mouth up and her stomach decided to rebel as well. Lara's half a fifth of Heaven Hill and macaroni and cheese shot back up her throat and gushed out into Jenny's mouth. The two of them spent the rest of the night making out and relishing in their newfound lust for the same sex, their tongues licking up the last remaining traces of each other's sickness.

My First Ten Seconds In the Vomit Disco Low-Gravity Club

I crept through the tube and entered the room, the rubber flap closing behind me. This is a description of my first ten seconds. I was inside for around 7 hours. Amid the lights and the sounds and the scented mists, it was a seething mass of bodies and slime; the slime of vomit and semen and saliva and tears and snot and sweat of 8000 bodies eating puking having sex drinking laughing partying in one 3-D room in 1/200g gravity.

And like nebulas in space the slime was spreading in strings and vibrating globs, everybody just drifting and swimming through this mass of body fluids and semidigested solids and the wet panting throbbing bodies, doing everything possible to everybody, for as long as possible, using the ubiquitous lubricant to full advantage. low gravity allows a true 3-d arrangement. being on the bottom of a 20-man pile-up is snug, not uncomfortable.

Tongues lapping on everything they reach, and arms grabbing people and moving through the mass licking everything they can reach with their searching tongues.

The place was packed. I aimed for a void about 12 feet up and 20 feet in front of me with a small jab at the wall with my hand. I headed into the void when vomit suddenly shoots over to me, from a babe-a-licious 18 year old gorgeous girl who's getting fucked by three men - one in her anus, and two in her vagina (!!) They had just drifted into my vicinity She was self inducing, and judging from both her and her three men friends being absolutely slathered with it, and been puking a lot tonight, and, seeing me drift by her vicinity, quickly adjusted her aim to include me in the festivities. I was blinded and choking as vomit bashed my face from 2 feet away, but I'm drifting towards her, towards her tits.

I grabbed her shoulders and buried my vomit covered face in her tits and rubbed my face around in her tits, cleaning it off. Somebody comes by and sucks my cock for a second, then pops off and is gone. A tongue, some more puke, now on my back and my asscrack. Then she reached around and took my head in her hands and took me by the lips, locking hers with mine and holding me tight, she puked hard into me, a rumble of thunderous convulsions. It gushed into my mouth, and my cheeks bulged and puke oozed out, it's going down my throat but I'm choking on it, I'm choking, as I grab her hips and pull her to me. I'm fucking her hard and fast within seconds, till an unseen hand or hands from behind me tug me aways, causing me to drift from my partners.

My last view of them was the three men are still fucking her, as a forth comes over and fucks her mouth. he's coming in seconds, spattering her face, as I see her spitting out semen the spitting is soon turning into more puking, onto his ejaculating cock and crotch area. I turn, aided by the welcoming hands and meet my new partners.

....mekinnika

The Date

College, very romantic third-or-so date with a great guy. We order in Chinese food and drink champagne. I have the beef and broccoli stir-fry. Things take their natural course. The next morning I wake up with a funny feeling in my stomach. I go to the bathroom and gag up something. I return to my date's room to get my toothbrush and toothpaste. I'm usually not one to get sick after a little drinking, so I'm a little surprised. About a half hour later, I feel sick again, go to the bathroom, YAK. Again. And again another half hour later. And again. And again. Eight times or so, and my date bundles me off to the student health clinic. There, they inform me I have the flu. The walk over to the clinic and back has taken about half an hour, so I know what's coming. I can feel it. Right there in the parking lot, I have to bend over and spew. Snot and bile coming out my nose, my eyes flooded with tears (this guy is NEVER going to want to see me again). I stay in his place for the next two days as he nurses me back to some sort of health. (Oh yeah, I threw up twice more after that.) That was the weekend we fell in love. Of course, he eventually fell out of love, devastating me for years, since anyone who could watch me vomit ten times should be able to handle anything, but such is life.

Puking Goth Chicks

Just about every halloween I get calls from friends who work haunted houses and put on rock shows to "do that blood thing I do." I'll call them back and find out exactly what they'd like to see.

Last year, the show was for a "lesbian vampire wedding" on halloween night. Since I *really* didn't want to get anything /going/ with *these* women, I built some fake blood packets with a sugar syrup edible blood in them. We practiced and practiced and they actually started getting *really good* at licking this fake blood off of each other in a sexy manner. I was able to keep a straight face while watching them - we were ready.

So I realize the night of the show that I'm running out of my blood syrup concoction. And all of the stores around don't have the food coloring types that I need to make the right color. I run around town and find a bottle of Ribena (it's this really sickly sweet currant syrup that's just *that* color). I show up and start making the packets and taping them onto the girls. We're behind schedule and I forget to tell them that this isn't the same stuff from rehearsal.

We get up on stage on our cue when I realize that Mindy has been slugging down Jack & Coke all night and is quite drunk off her ass. Jane (her girlfriend) sees this and is also quite impaired. Both are wearing these trashy nasty black crushed velvet dresses that barely come down past their asses (baby doll style?). I've already spent the money that I got for the show, so I plow onwards with the "ceremony."

When we get to the "communion" part, I slit the blood packet on Mindy's arm and let it produce a nice convincing pulse as it squirts onto Jane's face. Jane starts licking it off her face and then starts sucking on Mindy's wrist and letting the stray drips leak out and hit the floor - wonderfully convincing (and quite hot from my viewpoint - blood, decent looking girls wearing thongs rolling around on the floor). And the crowd is going wild...

Then it was Mindy's turn. Jane handed me her arm without even looking up as she was making out with Mindy right there on the stage. I make the slit, the blood splatters as before, Jane is covered in the stuff and Mindy starts licking it off of her. The only problem is - she's too drunk. She starts to gag on the Ribena and then starts puking it up all over the two of us, totally covering Jane in the fake blood in her stomach as well as what was left of the drinks she'd had - it looks like blood. I was already pretty hot at the time - this just pushed me over the edge. Jane was just stunned and mortified. Mindy ran off stage and towards the alley behind the bar, me following closely behind screaming something theatrical like "Kill the Impostor!"

Out in the alley, she stops at a street lamp/light pole and starts puking again. Put the knife away and quickly pull off the priest's robe I was wearing, trying to look a little more mundane to who ever might be passing by. I pick Mindy up and push her up against the wall and start nibbling on her neck, feeling the nasty fake blood puke drip down the side of our faces and down her neck onto the now ruined black dress. It feels sticky under my hands as I reach under the dress and start pulling her panties off, her legs covered in the syrupy goo.

I turned her around and bent her over face first onto the trunk of my car and started grinding against her ass as I fumbled trying to get my pants down. She started puking again, this time soaking the rear window of my car in the syrup. I start grinding her harder, slower.

Then Jane comes up to us. End of playtime ;-)