The Next Year - Chapter 1 - Big Rooster on Campus - Sex Stories

Sex Stories, Erotic Stories, Porn Stories, XNXX Stories, Adult Stories, XXX Stories

Sex Stories Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Cum Swallowing, Fantasy, Incest, Hardcore, First Time, Dark Fantasy, Young, Group Sex, True Story, Romance, Masturbation, Domination/submission, Male/Female, Teen Male/Teen Female, Written by women, Teen, Erotica, Lesbian, Mature, Bi-sexual, BDSM, Exhibitionism, Virginity, Taboo, Humiliation, Female/Female, Cheating, Reluctance, Male/Teen Female, Rape, Threesome, Bondage and restriction, Gay, School, Voyeurism, Non-consensual sex, Cruelty, Love Poems, Violence, Teen Male / Female, Ass to mouth, Coercion, Wife, Male / Females, Job/Place-of-work,
Best Porn Sites

The Next Year - Chapter 1 - Big Rooster on Campus

Date: 10/24/2017, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: HeatherHeathen, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

works, can we put the top down?” I asked. “Sure, but let’s do that after we smoke that joint,” he replied. “Right, good call,” I said, feeling stupid. “So where to?” he asked as he approached the intersection leaving the school. I directed him to new housing development, where all the houses were only half built. Construction only seemed to happen every other day, which left the whole neighborhood devoid of traffic or people. We pulled into a fully built garage, minus the door. He leaned in, popped open his glove compartment and pulled out a lighter and chrome cigarette case. He opened the case and pulled out a cigarette sized joint. I glanced around to make sure there was no one insight while he lit the joint and took a hit. “Err,” he said, holding out the joint as he held the smoke in. “Thank you,” I said, taking the joint from him. I had only smoked pot twice before, once with my brother and one time with my uncle. I held the joint to my lips and took a drag. I felt the smoke fill my lungs before I began to cough. I tried to hold my mouth closed, but little puffs of smoke still escaped my lips. Vincent exhaled and laughed at me. “Not a regular smoker, I take it?” he asked, taking the joint from my hand. “Nope,” I said as breathed in, holding the smoke at bay. I watched the smoke poor out of my mouth as I exhaled. I began to cough again as the smoke passed back through my throat, causing my eyes to water. “My throat hella hurts now,” I said, catching my breath. “The cure ... is to smoke more pot,” he said, holding the joint out. We passed it back a forth a few more times. The car had become a warm smoky cloud. We talked about the town and the school. He told me about his old school and his home situation. He held out the joint one last time. “I’m so good,” I said holding up my hands. “Cool, think I’m done too.” He put the joint out and placed the remains back in his case before putting it in the glove box. “Damn, my head feels fuzzy,” I said. “That because you’re fuckin’ high,” he said as he wiggled his fingers at me like he was casting a spell. He started the car and hit a button. The top of the car lifted up and the smoke bellowed out. I felt a rush of fresh air that seemed to highlight how warm my face was. My skin felt numb and my leg felt twitchy, which made me giggle. “So fuckin’ high,” he said as he pulled out of the garage. I giggled, till the light from the sun made contact with my eyes. I winced and squinted, till my eyes adjusted to the brightness, which seemed to take longer than normal. The cool air rushing past my face felt incredible, as he accelerated forward. I dug into my backpack, and retrieved my bottle of water. As I drank it, I could almost feel my body absorb it. “Can I have a sip of that? I got hella bad cotton mouth too,” he asked as he held out his hand. “Aaaaaah… Sure,” I said, handing it to him. As I watched him chug the last of my water, I realized something else about being high, it made me really fucking horny. He ...