It was the the last Saturday night of my summer vacation, soon I would be off to college. My friends and I had decided we would find some herb and hangout back at my place. I was a bit nervous though I have never smoked and wasn't quite sure how it would affect me. Minutes later, my buddy Corey was able to find someone willing to sell us a half ounce. The three of us were out the door and eager to meet our "dealer" which we had planned to meet a few blocks away near the river beach. We walked for a while hoping fences and taking some shortcuts when suddenly a loud voice screamed out of nowhere threatening to shoot us for trespassing. We ran to the end of the street and entered a small patch of woods which was right along the meeting spot next to the river beach.
Catching our breath, I noticed another group of kids hanging out on the swing set near the water. It was a girl and two boys. I turned my attention to my other friend, John. He had spotted our dealer and was walking out of the woods to make the transaction. For some reason I was still fixed on the girl on the swings. She was wearing board shorts and a tank top. Her red hair was pulled back into two pigtails. The two kids she was with looked kind of like nerds and I was wondering what she was doing with them. My two friends and I started to leave when the girl yelled out, "Hey!". Immediately I turned and started to approach the group. My friends pleaded with me to leave it alone and just go back to my house and burn. I told them to meet me at my house in 20 minutes and proceed towards the girl. The two boys she was with looked somewhat scared and frantically started making excuses why they had to leave.
Finally the one kid said he and his friend were having a sleepover and his mother was expecting them home at 10:00 pm. I took a quick glimpse at this girl who was sitting in front of me on the swings, she smiled. I smiled back checking her out from top to bottom. She was wearing a black bikini under her tank top which I tried not to look at for too long for fear of her thinking I was a pervert. Her shorts were kind of loose at the waist, revealing some skin near her stomach and hips. While we were making introductions, the two boys had started walking away. Her name was Jessica and she was new in town. She was 18 also and was just starting her senior year in catholic school. I sat on the swing next to her. It seemed like we had known each other for years, though only a few minutes had passed. I couldn't help my eyes from wandering back to her tits. They were perfect C-cup, which stood out quite nicely against her slender body. She caught me looking at them and nudged me with her thigh.
Realizing I told my friends I would meet them, I quickly explained to Jessica that I had to leave and offered for her to come along. She had very strict parents and an early curfew, but promised to sneak out in an hour after her parents were asleep. We decided to meet up near the ocean and go for a walk along the beach there. As she left I turned to get a good look at her. Her ass almost mesmerized me as it bounced up and down, her hips moving adding to the affect. I picked up the pace and started sprinting home to meet my friends. They were already there and took the liberty of rolling a joint. The three of us went outside into the backyard and lit it up. The joint passed to me, every time I hit the joint it tasted so good, yet all I was thinking about was Jessica Her round perky tits, the way her ass danced, her sexy pigtails and that smooth skin. I started feeling a bit fuzzy when I remembered this was the first time smoking weed. I was always so paranoid, but suddenly I felt great.
