First thing real quick, this was a prompt i wrote and it turned out to be not the thing they wanted/too long. Nobody’s fault, but i did have to change the perspective a bit from ‘you’ to ‘her’ and to make this extra saucy a good part of this is non fiction. The prompt hit close and i didn’t realize i got carried away.
Instead of throwing it in the dumpster, i’m positive someone will enjoy or hate it. The switch is in your hands.
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I took a long pull of the joint she rolled. I think I look impressive and cool, but that first hit always makes me cough. She laugh’s and smiles, it’s rare that she does and I’m sort of proud that I contributed to something that happens as often as a blue moon.
“You good?” I hear her say
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I pass it to her, put my arms at my side and puff out my chest “Hella fine” as I mock the cultural gap between us. I am a bit older then her, but it’s not that I don’t know what is trending that shit has never been my thing. We like a lot of the same stuff, but our differences and getting out of each others comfort zone makes us well rounded. For someone in her early twenties, she is quite rare.
“Ok sure, that’s why you all red right?”
“My great great grandfather twice removed was part chameleon Indian Russian”
We pass the joint back and forth in my bathroom, which is small and makes the perfect hot box. At first it feels like nothing. My heart is racing a bit, but that is because she always does that to me or anxiety. There are odd quips and jokes, but when we are in this box we are both laser focused on getting high. My brain Is becoming less analytical and more ‘fuck it’ with each hit.
“Damn, when you hit it you exhale these big clouds. Am I doing the drugs properly?” I said semi-jealous. My high brain and sober brain aren’t that different. What does that say about me?
“I don’t know, you probably suck” you said as she blew smoke through a grin.
“I bet you would love that”
“*I bet you would love that*”
“You can’t out sarcasm me, that’s not possible” lean in and bend down a little bit. A subtle poke at our height difference, I am taller then her by a foot and a few inches. It’s like beauty and the beast, if they swapped personalities.
“You’re not possible”
I take the opportunity to annoy her by a slow playful jab at your side and your response was a fast hit in mine.
“Oof, what are your hands knives” I leaned over, my head by her waist. If there was a right amount of pudge she has it. I have never been one to judge a woman, but I do like them small, powerful and interesting. Now I have to tilt my head up to look at her. Oh the cruel irony. I look at you, you always had a cute little form. I always made fun of you for wearing those pants but not pants.
“These things don’t even have zippers, you might as well have painted them on”
“For the last time they are pants” She let the joint hang in her mouth, then in one swift motion pulled back a hidden flap in-front of your jeggings and pulled the zipper down and up. I am glad I was already red from the weed. I felt something lurch in my pants, why didn’t I change out of my pajamas when you came over.
I had to stop myself, I leaned up too fast. I could feel the blood rush out of my head, good at least its not going to my dick, yet at least. I had to tell myself to chill, we have been friends for years.
“Here, there’s a few pulls left”
Her last sentence barely registered, my last sober thought was ‘im fucking done’. We finished up and that last pull toward the end is always so harsh, maybe it’s the paper? Or all the burning being done is super close that it heats my nose. There were two more hits and I tell you im good. You hide it in the bathroom for later.
“Get up I have to use the bathroom”
I made myself comfortable sitting on the toilet, I was gone and you knew.
”What?”
You opened the bathroom window, to let the smoke that was trapped out.
“Dang you smart”
“Alright come on” She grabbed my arm then put it over her shoulder and dragged me out the bathroom. It was like if a rabbit had to carry a bear, my hand dropped over your chest. I tried to grab the wall and you for balance and succeeded in groping your chest and getting elbowed. Were you always so firm? You played a lot of sports back in the day. You always wanted to gain weight and I gladly offered some of mine to you. Your breasts are putting on the pounds, I know that sports bra is holding back a lot.
“Sr ugh, wow” My attempt at an apology which you understood which didn’t stop you from stomping my feet. She always held her smoke better than liquor. Now the roles were reversed. As we passed the dinner table I had an errant thought about how her legs would dangle over the floor if you were bent over it. It’s wood, that would probably be uncomfortable. But she is pretty flat so I don’t think it would be that bad, unless I fucked her hard. Is woodburn a thing? What is the sound of her moan. Her butt is so nice, I bet it would jiggle a bit as I fucked her from be
“What the fuck” I blurted out.
“Huh?”
“oh nothing I was, thinking out loud. Um, are crabs spiders?”
She raised an eyebrow, dragging me to the living room putting me on the armchair. I am thinking to myself alright, she doesn’t know I am kind of horny thinking about bullshit. It was then I noticed I was pitching a tent, your stupid pajama gift is betraying me right now. Maybe you didn’t notice it, I hope.
I heard the echoing of my name from you. I grabbed my chest, I needed some pressure, I felt like I couldn’t get air out.
“I need you to squeeze my chest, or my body. I can’t feel”
“What, okay fine” She was reluctant, then sighed and started pressing on my chest. Then she sat on me pressing on me. It felt so good, the fabric of our clothes was thin enough and I could feel something warm pressing on my groin. Were you grinding on me? Was I grinding on you? I had no idea, why didn’t I jerk off before she came over. Did I jerk off yesterday? I am not going to cum, I would have to wash two sets of pants and make sure I have enough ice from the beating you would give me if I nutted on you.
“Thanks, stop. I’m good”
She took her time getting off me, did you wiggle a little bit right before you got off? No she was just getting her balance.
“You sure you good”
I tilted my head, imagining what her face would look like covered in semen. The way this has built up it would probably form ropes on her face. The decent thing would be to at least put it in her mouth to not mess up her hair or skin. She is the kind of person that if I gave you something to spit that load into, you would swallow to spite me. Come on chill this is your friend you have known for years, you are just friends. Stop thinking about her cannibalizing your future unborn children. I shook my head to regain some sense and then nodded.
“Do you want anything from the kitchen? Take out food?” There was concern on your face, mixed with joy knowing you got me fucked up. I like to Soberproof whenever I know I am gonna get smashed, so I cooked and left at least half ready where you could finish off easily.
“Water, Sandwich, T.V, Snacks”
She put on the tv and walked away. I tried not to ogle you, as you walked away all I did everything my high mind could to not sexualize you. I also would like to nominate the inventor for yoga pants for saint hood. As I turned to make it not obvious I wasn’t trying to see through you I felt a bag of chips hit my face.
“I am tossing you a bag”
“Thanks”
The moment you turned into the kitchen I looked down to assess the damage. Yep, I’m still hard with an obvious pyramid that your damn pajamas were making. It was stupid but I lifted the band of my pants to see if I could adjust myself. I felt like I made it worse, focus on the show. Cool, bob’s burgers I love this show and it’s the episode about erotic friend fiction. What the fuck was in that joint, boner pills?
At this moment I figure if I sit perfectly still maybe she won’t notice. She came back and I assumed that she thought everything was normal.
“Were you jerking off?”
“Never heard of it, Is it some kind of sport?”
“You are so dumb, you did you think you were moving fast? A sloth moves faster than you”
“Water” She has the advantage of being coherent, I am fucked.
She placed the cup on my waist, I felt a dull coolness. It took a minute before I went
“Hey that’s cold”
“That’s what you get for being a creep”
“Your face is creepy”
“Is it”
She leaned in close to my face, pulled the waistband and dipped her fingers in my glass and dripped some water down.
“Fuck, Hey I need to drink that”
“Then do it”
That is when my mind and my body were definitely not cooperating. I wasn’t moving slow, everything was spinning and talking became super slow, I was trying not to panic. She wasn’t helping.
“Cant mv”
“What?”
I tried to communicate with my eyes, she then took the glass and fed it to me. Cottonmouth is a bitch and the first few sips of water tasted terrible. I couldn’t drink it fast enough.
“Thirsty bitch aren’t we” She said with the smugest look on her face
“Ooohm youhavenoidea” I bellowed, I felt better. But it was gonna be a while.
“Alright let me feed you too” She proceeded to sit down on me, I could see she spread your legs. Why? Oh yeah stupid dick. We watched the show and you alternated feeding me and herself. At one point she started eating chips.
“Sorry I dropped a few”
I felt patting and dusting
“That cold shower didn’t help? Did some fall inside?” She opened the button on my pajamas and presented my dick to my living room. You licked your fingers and gave my penis a few tugs under the guise of helping me. I felt your hand snake past the shaft to my balls
“I think your cock is normal, so you don’t have to worry about that. Dude, did you come in your pants. It feels kind of wet”
“No, fuckareyoudoing”
“Helping you, making sure you are ok and im cleaning up a mess. Seriously unless you have a pussy under those balls you came.”
“Ididnt” I was probably dripping precum like crazy, seriously what was in that weed. Well I do get hard when I smoke, shit I really should of jerked off before this. I promise to not go commando in bed and clean the pipes if I get through this shit.
“Alright, oh I see” She firmly jerked my cock and she watched the clear liquid ooze out of the tip. “Oh, cool. It’s like a shitty soft serve”
At this point I figure I am tripping hard or I am having some sort of mental breakdown. We are supposed to be friends right? I was the guilty one for wanting more. Could you at least put the sandwich down if you are gonna jerk me off.
“Whens the last time you busted a nut?”
“while”
“You are talking weird, did you have a stroke? Not the one im giving you right now”
“haaaaa”
I sort of feel it, it’s dull but it’s slowly starting to register what she is doing. I felt a pressure around my shaft of her gripping it. Not jerking, but holding it. Then the inspection of my balls, which should of hurt when she prodded at them, but at all I could feel was how full they were. Then I felt a splash of coolness and wetness. I also want to pass the fuck out, I think I was rolling my head around like a god damn infant.
“Oops”
“Did you dropmayo”
“Ranch”
Of fucking course she did.
“It’s cool where are the napkins, fuck it” I felt you try to scoop the ranch off with your fingers. I saw you lick it up with your fingers.
“Mmmm, not bad. Ugh, hold on”
She popped up, put everything down. I saw the mess she made and watched her kneel down between my legs. No, no fucking way. She held the base and started licking it off. I think I started to laugh, I mean this is ridiculous.
“You are so weird, also I think it still tastes like ranch. Nut and ranch should be a chip flavor. Oh Hold on”
She took some water and swished it around her mouth, swallowed. Then her mouth was so close to my cock. I saw slowly creep your lips toward the tip, that was the last thing I saw. I couldn’t keep my eyes open. It felt cool, I felt it go in and then her gave it a hard suck. Everything felt so good, but everything was getting turned off. With my last bit of sobriety I could muster I said one more thing.
“Who is the creep now”
She pinched my thigh, I think. It didn’t hurt that much. I definitely felt the hard series of sucks.
Thanks a lot drugs.
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