[This story is a work of fiction. All similarities are coincidental. Anyone under 18, please do not read further. Otherwise, enjoy.]
(C) Copyright 2008 M Saint
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"Hurry, open the door!" Cried Gina. Her hands cupping herself as if it may help her to not gush urine all down her long legs. Gina stood at 6'1", her hair black, eyes brown. Thin, but a nice build. Her black skirt blew lightly in the wind.
"Okay, it's open," Replied Brett. His shorter and stocky frame of 5'11" stood at the door. His hair in a mo-hawk, green, eyes bluish gray.
Gina made a dash for the restroom. The house was pitch black, and ominously quiet. Not that it was out of the norm for any empty house to be so, but it felt much different. Neither one paid much attention. Over the course of several hours, they both have shared numerous drinks which included beer, several shots of tequila, bourbon, rum, and mixed drinks all night long.
It was a dark night, and the full moon glow shined down on the earth leaving a bluish light out of the shadows. Before Brett took a step inside the front door, he glanced across the street towards a darkened side of a neighbors house. From where he stood, he thought he could see a silhouette of someone facing him. He dismissed it as just a trick of the dark, and walked inside shutting the heavy door behind him.
Gina finished up in the restroom, and pulled up her panties before facing the mirror. Her makeup ran a bit, but otherwise didn't lose its perfection. The wind picked up outside, and the trees blew with each strong gust. The sounds of scratching began outside, but Gina figured it was the branches scratching the side of the house.
The bathroom door opened slightly, and there was a long pause. "Brett? Is that you?" She called out. Gina stood in place and waited for a reply. A few seconds passed, and Brett opened the door wide and began to sing and air guitar to a random punk tune.
"You fucking asshole!" She screamed at him, and shoved him out of the way as she headed for the bedroom.
"I'm sorry," he called out after her pacing slowly behind her.
Brett walked in behind Gina and closed the bedroom door behind them. Gina jumped onto the bed and unbuttoned her top. "How sorry are you?" She whispered seductively.
"Oh, I'm so so sorry," He muttered almost stuttering.
"Will you show me just how sorry you are?"
"Oh yes."
"Strip for me."
Brett paused, then in an awful attempt at dancing, he was stopped by Gina, as she pushed him back on the bed, and inched her way down to his shorts opening the belt. He moaned slightly. As Gina fully opened his shorts she pulled them down to his ankles and stared at his half hard erection. She brought her mouth down to it and breathed heavily on it with hot breath. He moaned some more.
"You like that?" she cooed. She unbuttoned her top all the way and dropped it to the floor. She slid her fingers into each side of her panties and inched them down off her hips until they were completely off of her body. "Do you want my pussy?"
Brett was left speechless at the site of her fully nude body pressing against him setting his dick off into a rock hard pulsing frenzy. Precum oozed a drop from the head and Gina took the tip of her tongue and licked it off making Brett's cock twitch in anticipation.
"Did you like that?" She asked Brett, and paused to hear what he would say. He didn't speak, but only smiled heavily and closed his eyes.
She opened her mouth wide and took in his cock moving her tongue around as she sucked him off. She kept a steady rhythm, and sucked his head while she cupped and massaged his balls.
"Oh yeah. Suck me hard."
Gina relaxed her jaw and opened her throat deep to receive the whole shaft as she deep throated his dick and pumped it hard as she blew him well and jerked him off waiting for him to explode in her mouth. She continued wildly and sucked more and more moving her tongue and mouth up and down and around, until he squeezed the sheets tight and released a hot thick load into her gaping mouth. It shot hard and she almost gagged on it, but took it in and swallowed every last drop.
"Delicious," she said licking her lips. "Now eat my pussy you dirty bastard," She commanded.
Brett rolled her over and relaxed in between her thighs. Spreading her lips, he wiggled his tongue and pushed deep into her hole licking up her juices. She ran her fingers through his hair, mashing his face into her wet cunt. Her other hand fingered her clitoris, and she came hard. Brett licked her clean and continued sucking her pussy. He stuck a few fingers in her and massaged her pussy while his tongue rotated, wiggled, and pressed deep into her. She screamed loud as she received several orgasms back to back.
"Suck my pussy. Suck me you fucking bastard."
Her last orgasm forced its way out so hard, she arched her back, dug her finger nails into Brett, and squeezed her thighs to almost cut off his circulation.
"Oh God, I can go for a joint," she said as she breathed heavily trying to catch her breath.
"Yeah, sounds like a plan," Brett responded regaining composure. He reached for his box. As he opened it, he pulled out a small bag filled with a few large nuggets and some good shake. "Oh fuck, no papers."
"You got a bowl?" She suggested.
"Hell yeah I do." He answered. He reached for it, pulled it out and filled the bowl with shake.
"Light it up," she said licking her lips both from anticipation and the taste of cum lingering sweetly on her lips.
Brett lit up the bowl and inhaled deeply filling his mouth with pot. He held it, then released feeling ready to choke, but did his best not to.
Gina grabbed it from him, and clicked the lighter making sure it was still lit. Brett grabbed his dick and jerked himself hard again. While Gina took slow hits from the pipe, he leaned over laying her back and pushed his cock in deep. She hardly flinched as he pumped her slow but steadily. She continued to take slow hits.
"Oh shit," she muttered. "Time for a refill." Brett didn't pay attention to her. He fucked her wet sticky cunt harder and harder. She reached in the box, and grabbed the bag of shake. She took it and filled up the bowl. It filled to the top. She lit up again and took constant, but slow hits. Brett sucked on her nipples and licked on her neck as his dick slipped inside and out making her pussy more wet and hot. Every dirty word he could think of escaped his mouth as he flipped her over, grabbed her hips and shoved himself deep into her hole from behind her. She moaned louder and louder now as he plowed, pulled her hair and screamed at her fucking her and pushing every inch of himself inside her.
Gina took another hit, as she did her best to keep herself held up. "Cum in me. Cum deep in my pussy." She planted her head into the pillow, then leaned up to take another hit.
Brett pounded hard into her, let out a loud scream and shot a thick, powerful load into her sloppy dripping cunt-hole. He stayed inside her, and Gina giggled a bit.
"Good for you?" She asked, then took another hit emptying the bowl completely. "I'm so fucking blown."
They both lay back and passed out next to each other naked. Gina's hand rest wrapped around Brett's cock and occasionally she would jerk it for a slight second. Then, it became completely quiet again.
