A night out with [f]riends [m]akes an unexpected turn

I was invited out with some friends to go to a club known pretty well for its atmosphere and the drugs that could be found. Kenny was an old friend who I saw occasionally but didn’t hang out with much. Andy was a gay friend of Kenny’s. They were roommates for two years of college. Ginny was Kenny’s girlfriend at the time of this story. Stephanie was friends with Ginny and Andy. She was lesbian. Steph and Ginny had invited along a girl named Katie.

Andy was tall with shoulder-length, light brown hair that he tied back. Ginny was a short, light-skinned Latina with dark curly hair. Kenny had short brown hair, was wiry and lanky. Stephanie had short hair and a strong, athletic physique. Katie was about 5’4″, midway between Ginny and Steph, a petite brunette, but with a platinum pixie-cut.

Together, the 6 of us were going to the club to party a little and score some Ecstasy. We all met at Kenny’s and drove downtown together. Kenny said Andy was the best at getting the drugs we wanted. Once we had the stuff, we were quickly heading to Kenny’s place. I hadn’t taken any in aover a year and considered myself having mostly “outgrown” partying in general. Andy, Kenny, Ginny, and Steph dabbled in the party scene regularly. I also suspected they were into smoking some harder stuff. Katie had never done E, and Steph had brought her along to try it for the first time.

About halfway to the apartment, everybody took their E tablets. When we got there, somebody cued up some cool dance music and turned on some mood lighting. In a short while, people were starting to feel the effects of the drugs. The whole crew was helping Katie with her first experience. She was soon tripping balls. Most everybody was rolling pretty good after a while. I was not. I had a light body high. I was enjoying the party, but I was pretty disappointed in the E. As the party progressed, Ginny and Kenny were all over each other. The two did manage to bring out comfortable clothes for everyone to change into. Kenny was creeping a bit and kept making hints toward Katie about joining him and Ginny in the shower. There were a few more attempts to create a threesome before Steph began to intervene on Katie’s behalf. Andy had become lost in the music and would alternate between dancing for a minute and sitting deep in a bean bag chair enjoying his high. Kenny and Ginny disappeared in their bedroom a while. Steph was rubbing Katie’s shoulders and was being very nurturing. Katie was really enjoying herself. Steph started to kiss Katie’s neck and shoulders. I could see where this was going. I took turns with Andy selecting different, awesome dance tracks or online steaming stations. Occasionally, I would get water bottles for everyone from the fridge. From time to time, we would hear Ginny’s loud moans of pleasure from the bedroom. I felt like the babysitter because I was unpaired with anyone and not really feeling all that high.

At one point, Katie broke away for a minute to use the bathroom and Steph knocked on Kenny’s door. A few moments later, Kenny and Ginny emerged wearing pajamas both having wet hair. When Katie emerged from the bathroom, Steph intercepted her and together they went back to K/G’s room.

I don’t recall how long had passed, but Andy and I were in the kitchen looking for some hard candy or peppermints. Kenny insisted there were some there. Katie came out of the bedroom dressed in her club clothes, hair dripping wet hastily trying to dry it. She came to the kitchen flustered and asked to talk to me. She wouldn’t talk very loud, so we stepped on the balcony patio. Through clenched teeth, she told me she wanted to leave. She wanted to go home now. Would I please take her home. I could tell she was uncomfortable and still very high. I felt fine enough to drive so I agreed. I quickly changed and told the folks in the kitchen that the two of us were going to go out and get some candy and stuff to “heighten the experience.”

In the car, she explained to me that she was tired of all the advances from Steph. Steph had managed to eventually get her in the shower in order to “enhance the high”. From there, things started to get real handsy. She let me know that all of Steph’s touching had turned her on but the idea of sex with her wasn’t a line she wanted to cross. Steph had been a good friend, and Katie was really into the moment, but nothing was going to make her want sex with Steph. Steph kept pushing for it so she had angrily rejected Steph, and didn’t want to stick around.

Her teeth were tightly clinched as she explained all this to me. She was more alert but still really high. I checked the rearview mirror. My pupils were big, but I wasn’t really feeling much. Just really warm and little tingly. I dropped her off at her place and walked her to her door. I tried to let her know what else she might expect of her drug trip that night. I let her know that the sun would rise soon and she probably wouldn’t be tired for a long time. She also probably wouldn’t be hungry. I told her to drink plenty of water. She reached her arms up around my neck and asked if she could hug me. I let her. She gave a long, strong hug. She bumbled with her keys to unlock the door and, distracted, asked to hug me again. I allowed it. She stated that my heart was beating loudly and pressed her ear against my chest. I told her she was still really high, and that I would get the door for her. After opening the door, I told her I was sorry her night had to end like that.

She asked me to stay til the sun came up. I was reluctant but agreed. I didn’t want to leave her all alone, but I conceded that my night was kind of shot now. I texted Andy that I took her home and was headed home. She turned on the lights and straightened the place up a bit. All of that seemed to be too much reality for her. She started turning off lights, leaving on one lamp in the living room. She went back to her room and changed into a tank top and pajama pants. Nothing else. I could see the nipples of her perky breasts, poking through the shirt.

We sat on the couch and talked for a long time. We mostly talked about the high she was feeling and ways to enhance the sensations. I told her about past experiences. She kept asking to hug me. I kept letting her. She also kept wanting me to rub her back, so I would. I also rubbed her feet and legs for quite a while. She kept wanting more hugging and kept apologizing. I told her that it was OK, that E was like that. She took a turn to rub my feet for a little while. Then she asked me what sex was like on E. I told I wasn’t sure because I hadn’t done it. I let her know that I had tried jerking off plenty, but mostly couldn’t keep hard long enough to finish. She thought that was interesting. She wondered if she could get off with a vibrator. I told her she could try. She disappeared into her room for a long time. I noticed that the gray of dawn was starting to get brighter. The wait and the thought of what she might be doing caused me to feel a little horny. But I didn’t think I’d have the time to try to rub one out in my state.

She came out of the room with a bathrobe on. She explained how she had tried and tried with her vibrator. She could get so close but couldn’t cum. I told her that I wasn’t surprised.

She asked me for “a strange favor.” She wanted me to kiss her neck and shoulders and massage her breasts while she used her vibrator. This was an unusual request. I hesitated because I knew she was high, and I didn’t quite know where the boundaries of this situation were. She assured me that she just needed to feel those things in order to cum. She said she felt like she could trust me. I agreed that she could.

She came back to the couch with a long, purple vibrator. She sat on the couch in our back rub position (only closer) and removed the robe from her arms and shoulders, still covering her lower body. I started to rub her shoulders and back. I made gentle kisses on the back of her neck and upper back. She reached her vibrator under her robe and I heard the buzz as she turned it on. I continued to kiss her shoulders, back, and neck and reached my hands around her to gently cup and massage her petite breasts. They just fit into my cupped hands. Her body was giving off a lot of heat but her skin was slightly cool to the touch. She asked me to pinch and tug on her hard nipples. I complied. I started to get into the moment, kissing her neck and shoulders using some tongue. I was really getting turned on, starting to get hard. I traced circles around her nipples and gently pinched and tugged. I was projecting a lot of sexual energy into this situation, just hoping this would go further. She was groaning as waves of vibrator pleasure passed through her. This went on for quite a while and you could see frustration starting to set in. I whispered for her to keep trying. I occasionally would pass my hands lower and lower down her back or stomach. She leaned back against me, spread her robe open at her legs. She went from a cross-legged position to legs outstretched open. She pressed the vibrator to her clit, burying it in her small patch of brown hair. She would periodically pass it down to her opening and back up again. I really took in the sight from behind her. Her back was pressed against my chest. Her pale, soft skin was bright against the dark robe in the growing morning light. The sex smell coming from her was enticing. With one hand, I played with a breast and with the other hand, I reached down to explore her upper leg and thigh. I passed gentle caresses with my fingertips. I couldn’t really get to her pussy because she was busy at work there.

I continued my roaming hands over her breasts and thighs while kissing her neck more passionately. I could feel the tension building in her body. She straightened her legs out, pressing hard into me sitting behind her. She curled her toes. She vigorously moved her vibrator across womanhood with more intensity. She ordered me to grab her tits and squeeze them. I obeyed. She let out a loud groan and relaxed her whole body. I relaxed my grip on her tits. A few shuddering waves passed through her body. She rolled on to all fours on to the floor from the couch breathing heavily. After taking a moment to bask in the sensations, she covered the robe over her shoulders, thanked me, got up, and went back to the bedroom. She came back a little bit later wearing her pajamas again.

We hung out until mid-morning. I was horny and frustrated and probably wasn’t good at disguising it (although I never said anything). I left her apartment around 930am. The rest of my day was uneventful. Sadly, due to the others’ growing drug problems, I quickly lost touch with them. As a result, I never saw her after that night. I was eventually able to jerk off to the thought of her several hours later and, to be honest, even to this day.

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