Isabelle: Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Isabelle: Chapter 2

... and this weird resin looking substance the color of dried maple syrup. “What is it?” I asked, a little hesitant. Isabelle clung to my arm, a little scared herself. “It’s dabs, its like a concentrated form of THC,” Kyle said. “It’s twenty times better than weed,” Rob said. “Um ok,” I said, taking the bong the blow torch and the resin. Kyle took the blow torch and the resin, while I held the bong. “Did you get a new bowl?” I asked noticing the new odd looking white bowl on the bong. “That’s a uh dabbing bowl,” Kyle said as he started heating the bowl up with the blow torch. “Hold on, when I say, suck in as much as you can,” Kyle said as he broke off a tiny piece of the resin with a weird tool. Isabelle still clung tightly to my arm so I was only holding the bong with one hand. With the weird tool, Kyle took the tiny piece of resin up to the bowl and told me to suck in. A cloud of light grey smoke came up from the bong and into my lungs, making me almost immediately light headed. I kept sucking in and breathing out my nostrils until there was nothing left. “Fuck dude,” I said, handing the bong back to Aaron. “How do you feel?” Isabelle asked letting go of my arm to find a chair in Kyle’s messy room. “Right now? Light headed,” I coughed, “but pretty fucking great.” “Can I try?” Isabelle asked, curious to see what it was like. “Sure,” Kyle said, handing the bong off to Isabelle who held it with both hands, very carefully. Kyle went through the same procedure with me and as soon as ...

... Isabelle breathed in, she started coughing vigorously, trying to take in as much smoke as she could while still being able to breathe. “Merde sainte,” she said, which meant “holy crap”, handing the bong back. I could feel the dabs starting to take effect as everything became more vibrant. It was so easy to focus on such silly things like a pattern on the wall or a tree outside. I walked over and sat down on Kyle’s bed. Isabelle decided to join me, clumsily walking towards me. She tripped and fell over something on Kyle’s messy floor, but luckily I caught her before she hit anything else. “Merci,” she giggled as everyone else erupted in laughter. “Amanda’s coming over soon and she doesn’t really like this shit, so we’ll have to put it away soon,” Kyle said, taking another hit as Isabelle settled herself onto Kyle’s bed next to me. “This is enjoyable,” she giggled, resting her head on my shoulder. “Timber!” I exclaimed, leaning back onto Kyle’s bed. “Qui tombe!” Isabelle said as we fell back onto the bed. She rested her head on my chest with her hand over my stomach and my arm underneath her neck. “Oiseau d’amour,” Rob said, meaning lovebirds “I looked that up for you two,” he giggled. “First of all, you aren’t saying it right, it’s ‘oiseau d’amour’,” Isabelle corrected. “Oiseau d’amour,” Rob tried. “No, ‘oiseau d’amour’,” Isabelle said again, “and second, I don’t love Lucas. I like him.” Aaron and Kyle looked wide eyed at both of us as I, myself, looked wide eyed at Isabelle. ...