>>30912348writebros, I need your help. A while ago, I went to a wedding of an old highschool friend of mine. You see, I‘m no neet, but I usually don’t care for parties either and the thought of a relationship had struck me as an unnecessary hassle ever since my teenage days. Yet, seeing all the sweet happy couples at the wedding made me gosling hard for the first half of the event - so hard that I took to the bar, where I might have had one drink too many.
Afterwards, I took to the dance floor for the first time in a decade, where I didn’t take long to grind up to this other highschool friend of mine - equally inebriated, in a brand new relationship with her boyfriend (conveniently not present) and quite known for her slutty tendencies.
As I literally “pushed it to the limit” while the the same song was playing, I became dead-set on engaging in immoral, frivolous activities with this old friend of mine, even scouring the “freshen-up basket” in the bathroom for condoms, until a few other friends, god bless their soul, pulled me off and into a taxi.
The next day I awoke, remembering everything and not feeling ashamed in the slightest. In fact, the thought of destroying a relationship and causing unnecessary tension in our friend group, all for a night of wild, feral sex, turns me on incredibly and the idea to try and booty-call her has crossed my mind more times than I’d like to admit.
Hence why I need you to write a story about a slutty chuuba seducing (you), a former bastion of morality, into unhinged, drunken mating at a party - bonus points if relationships, friendships and/or marriages are destroyed in the process.
god, I love sluts so much… 
