"You have beautiful tits," he said again to his girlfriend's Mom as he reached his hand over and felt her tits again, this time for a much longer duration. "You're nipples are so big." Now, his hand was all over her tits, caressing them, feeling them, and pulling at her nipples.
"Well, thank you. You have a beautiful cock," she said reaching her hand down and wrapping her fingers around it and stroking him to a stiff erection as they walked out the back door.
"Oh, I feel so much better being outside in the night air," he said.
"Do you want to sit?"
"No, I'd rather stand if you don't mind. I'd get dizzy all over again if I sat," he laughed. "My head is still spinning."
"Just put your head back and take some deep breaths in and relax," she said.
"What was in the brownie?"
"Peyote."
"What's that?"
"Peyote is the pink flower of the cactus. American Indians have used it for thousands of years for ritual and medicinal use. My relatives back west keep me in good supply. They have a way of freeze drying it and then I grind up what I need, much like a spice or seasoning. I guess we are used to its effects," she said laughing. "The first time you use it bites you the worst. We were given Peyote once we were of age and needed to see our vision. It's not a sexual drug, but if that is the last thing on your mind before you take it, it can be deemed an aid to heighten your sexual pleasure."
Suddenly, a head popped up over the hedge next door.
"Hello Sharon. Nice tits."
"Hello Brian. Thank you. I bet you wish you could feel them and suck them."
"Celebrating Earth Day again, Sharon, I see?" He ignored her statement and leered at her naked body.
"Yes, we are, Brian and if you weren't such a shit for a neighbor, we'd have you over to celebrate with us."
"Thank you, no. Nice tits, though, Sharon."
"Well, thank you, again, Brian," she said with a laugh. "I bet you'd like to feel them while I sucked your cock," she said again pushing his buttons. Only, this time it worked. This time he was angry. It was obvious, even in my drug induced state that he was sexually frustrated and was obviously taking out the frustration on her.
"You and your whole family are perverts and this Earth Day celebration thing, whatever it is, is all just an excuse for an incestuous orgy if you ask me," said her nosy neighbor. "You people are all going straight to Hell. Yeah, that's where you're going, straight to Hell. You're nothing but a bunch of sexual savages if you ask me. Further, if you ask me—"
"Well, no one asked you, Brian. Maybe you should mind you own business before my husband scalps you, ties you to the totem pole, and skins you alive before setting your fat body on fire."
His head popped back down and he disappeared somewhere behind the hedges.
"Who was that?"
"Oh, that's just my nosy neighbor, Brian Moon. We call him Full Moon, that's our Indian name for him because he's so loony. He's always spying on me hoping to see me naked. I see him at the window with his binoculars all the time. He pretends he's looking at birds, but the only birds that interest him are me and my daughters."
"Well, I think he succeeded in seeing you naked this time, Sharon," he said staring down at her tits and her furry pussy.
"I guess he did," she said looking down at her tits and laughing. "Many of our neighbors have seen me and my family naked form time to time. We're used to it. Nakedness doesn't mean to us what it means to others."
It was surreal that he was standing naked in front of his girlfriend's mother while she sat in a lawn chair staring at my cock. He was so excited seeing his girlfriend's mother naked and having her see him naked that he still had a huge erection. She was at the exact height with his cock that if she leaned forward, she could blow him.
'My cock is so close to her mouth that I wish she'd blow me.'
As soon as he thought that, he felt bad.
'God, what a terrible thing to think about my girlfriend's mother, I'm such a degenerate. How could I think that about her? How could I ruin their Earth Day by having sexual thoughts?'
The more that he tried not to think sexually about Sharon, the more he thought about her ass, tits, and pussy. I mean, they were right there not two feet away from his horny hands.
Then, when she moved her chair closer to him, it took him a moment to realize that she had her hand wrapped around his cock. He looked down and she was staring at his erect cock while stroking him. Boy did that feel good. Now, to him, this was a sexual thing but to these native Indians, being naked had something to do with reliving the life of their ancestors and bonding with the Earth. Whatever? He was just happy that she was giving him a hand job; I mean a stroke of nature.
He felt incredible to have her touching him sexually, I mean, naturally like that and the head of his cock was only inches away from her mouth. He touched her hair, moving a strand away from her eye, and felt her cheek with his fingertips. As were her daughters, she truly was a beautiful woman and if Lisa was to look anything like she looked twenty years from now, wow was all he could say.
He imagined her blowing him. Only, she said before that he shouldn't think that Earth Day had anything to do with sex, but instead with bonding with the earth. Whatever? She had her hand wrapped around his cock and was gently stroking him. How is that not sexual? How is that bonding with the Earth? This peyote made his mind repeat his thoughts. Everything was surreal. It all seemed so real and so unreal at the same time, surreal.
