I am more of a coke whore than a drunk girl fucking. But I can drink any man under the table, even as skinny as I am. I think all that coke gave me a high tolerance for any illicit substance. I was challenged last night at this local dive bar. I was bragging about how no man can get me drunk enough to do shit I don’t want to do. I never pass up a challenge. Never. Ever. I took his bet and started doing shots of Fireball followed by beers. I was keeping up with this big guy who thought he could out drink me. At some point in our little drinking competition, I got super horny. Liquor does that too me. A trailer trash whore can still handle her booze. This guy did not know me or my reputation as an old coke whore. He also did not realize I was a dirty slut too. He thought he won when I started blowing every guy in the bar. He thought that meant he won. I told him he was not making me be a whore. I was one with or without the booze. I wanted to suck those cocks. The truth is there is not much I will not do so this guy was not winning. I kept pounding back the beers while I was blowing guys and talking to my challenger too. He was looking like he might puke. He was struggling to keep up with a skinny lot lizard. I told him we could call off the bet, but he was not losing to a blonde fucking whore. I ordered a round of beer and started pounding them fast again. He was wasted. Slurring his words, stumbling all over the place. When he went down like a sack of potatoes, I took his clothes off and fucked his ass with a beer bottle. I also wrote all over his body with a black sharpie like Loser and Shrimp dick. For as big and tall as he was, I expected more. I went back to fucking the men in the bar to celebrate being crowned the beer queen whore. Like I said, no one out drinks me.
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