Amber and I walked purposefully towards the outdoor bathrooms at the far end of the parking lot. Next to them were the tennis courts, where there were a dozen or so students playing tennis at various levels of proficiency. It was a physical education class, looked like a mixture of Freshmen and Sophomores. A few of them had caught sight of Amber and were either staring with eyes of lust or snickering to their friends, likely about the things they'd like to do to her. A flash of Amber taking on the entire class, one after the other, flashed through my mind. It turned me on even more and caused my already uncomfortable stride to become a bit more strained.
Finally, we reached the tan brick building and I pushed my way through the door that said 'MEN.' I did a quick check to make sure no one else was around and waved Amber in. Confidently, Amber strode into the empty four stall bathroom, the click of her black heeled boots clicking loudly on the hard tile floor. She wasted no time and dug out her pack of Newports from her purse, lighting a fresh 100 with expert fluidity and exhaling a long thick stream of smoke into the empty bathroom.
I opened each of the four stalls to find the cleanest one and decided on the second one from the door. I yanked my jeans down in one quick motion and my erect member sprung out immediately. Amber stepped into the stall with her back to me and placed the cigarette between her lips, hiking up her skirt until I was able to see that she wasn't wearing any panties and her thick pussy lips were glistening with anticipation. This would be the first time for either of us that we had sex in public and it was clear I wasn't the only one anticipating it greatly.
Amber was already breathing heavily, meaning she was powering through her Newport with double and triple drags. She was also rubbing her clit frantically, and occasionally she'd cough hard and I could hear her strained lungs try to get some oxygen. This only served to cause her to manipulate herself with more fervor, clearly getting off on how badly she was damaging her lungs with the torrid pace of her recent smoking habit. I had to admit that hearing that deep, wet, smoker's cough begin to develop in Amber so quickly turned me on as well, especially since it was only a few weeks since her virgin lungs were perfectly pink and untainted. The pace at which she was causing lifelong damage to her vital organs made me painfully aware of how rock hard my cock had become.
It was with that final thought that I plunged myself into Amber's dewy slit from behind, getting a good grip around her waist with both hands as I let the length of my prick slide all the way in. I relished the feeling of her dripping wet hole squeeze and convulse around my shaft, her moist wetness gripping me as she shuddered with ecstasy. Her hand shot up to the stall door to brace herself and I began slamming the length of my erection into her pussy rhythmically. The wet slopping sounds were loud and echoed off the walls and with every thrust seemed to increase in volume. Amber was moaning without restraint along with them, grunting and squealing like the whore she longed to become.
My ability to hold back an orgasm was beginning to wane and I could feel it begin to build in my toes and up towards my scrotum. I felt my body and movements begin to stiffen as my climax reached the base of my penis. I pulled Amber into me and planted the head of my prick as deeply into her awaiting womb as possible as the convulsions of the first ejaculation overtook me. I made it a point to try to flex my dick each time I came, trying to shoot my sperm as hard and as deeply into Amber's fertile young cunt as possible. I wanted my seed to ooze out of her throughout the rest of the day, running down her leg from her pussy as she sat in class. The fact that she wasn't wearing any panties made it even more perfect. Amber worked with me, pressing her soft, flawlessly round ass cheeks against my pelvis which felt like fine silk on my skin. The wonderful feeling and thoughts coaxed a few more jets of cum to dribble from my phallus and into her now overflowing 18 year old pussy.
For a moment I felt as if I were going to collapse, my orgasm having drained my energy. I steadied myself against the stall and I felt my shrinking manhood slip from Amber's oozing hole. My legs felt rubbery and I sat down on the toilet and allowed my heart beat to slow and my mind to regain focus. Amber was already lighting another cigarette as I buttoned my fly. Turning around she smiled, smoke streaming from her nose and escaping her smiling mouth at all angles. She waited for me to finish buttoning my jeans and sat down on my lap, straddling me and gazing lovingly into my eyes. I craned my neck up to her face as Amber finished another monstrous drag on her Newport and snapped it down her throat into her awaiting lungs. Finally she leaned in and kissed me, her ashtray flavored tongue swirling around in my mouth as I tasted it from all sides. Smoke began flowing from her mouth and nostrils as we continued kissing deeply, my face being utterly bathed in her exhale.
She pulled back and took another drag off her Newport, maintaining eye contact the entire time and softly kissing all over my face, leaving little puffs of smoke as she did. She whispered 'I love you' with each soft, smoky peck and I closed my eyes and let the perfection of the moment wash over me. This.. was surely Heaven.
The rest of the day I was hardly aware of anything or anyone around me. I went from class to class without talking or acknowledging anyone, my mind entirely captured with the day's previous events. When the bell signaling the end of the day finally rang I'd forgotten which class I was even in. It took me a moment to remember that my good fortune for the day hadn't necessarily ended. There was still the possibility that I was going to score some new substances for Amber to try today and that urged me out of my seat and towards the door.
As I approached my car I could already see Amber was leaning against the passenger door and smoking hungrily, likely having been nicotine starved throughout her last period. I was nearly right next to her before she noticed me as she was so consumed with getting her nicotine fix she hadn't noticed me. She smiled at me and I could see a wash of excitement and anticipation come over her. I knew she was looking forward to getting hooked on the harder drugs we were going to be looking for that day, but to see it so plainly on her face, as if she were a kid on Christmas morning was truly inspiring.
I could never have anticipated she would become so enthralled with her process of complete corruption. I wondered if she always had these fantasies somewhere deep down and if they might have surfaced at some point down the road regardless of my actions. I didn't have to ponder those possibilities, as I'd taken the initiative and started something wonderful for both of us.
I unlocked the doors and we jumped in and looked at each other, trying to mentally capture this moment as a huge turning point in both of our lives.
"Ready?" I asked, filled with both fear and excitement.
"Let's do this," She replied confidently and grinning.
I fired up the car and headed towards my dealer friend's house, taking a few wrong turns along the way but eventually finding the dirty brown single story house amongst the poorest part of the city. The grass was all but dead and the bushes that adorned the unkempt garden were all overgrown and misshapen. But I wasn't there for agricultural expertise, I was there for drugs. I took a final deep breath and looked over to Amber who already had her hand on the door handle expectantly. I nodded to her and we headed towards the front door, hand in hand.
It took 4 knocks and nearly a minute of waiting but the door finally creaked open to reveal my friend peering out at me from behind the door. He squinted hard as if he were trying to look into the sun before realizing who I was and offering a crooked smile.
"This her?" He asked, motioning towards Amber.
"Yeah, this is Amber. Sorry for just showing up like this. I needed to ask you something and your phone was disconnected. I'm a bit surprised I remembered where you lived to be honest," I explained, laughing off my nerves.
"Oh shit.. yeah I changed my number. Come in, we can talk in here, the sun is fucking blinding me."
I took another deep breath and stepped inside. Amber stepped in behind me and closed the door and immediately the smell of weed, cigarettes, and other things I did not immediately recognize assaulted me. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness of the house I began to see beer bottles, full ashtrays, a large bong sitting on a glass table along with a small circular mirror and white powder I assumed was cocaine. There didn't seem to be anyone there at the moment but this was certainly a place where many people dropped by to get stoned on a regular basis.
A loud yawn and the flick of a lighter brought my attention to the kitchen.
"My name is Kevin, nice to meet you Amber."
