Wild For Horses
Date: 3/1/2017,
Categories:
First Time
Taboo
Voyeur,
Author: brianbigdogsmith
... Howie tried to instruct him. "Keep your lips slightly open. And try to draw in some air when you inhale," Ramona leaned over and explained to him while he smoked. He took in too much smoke and started coughing. "Like this," said Howie taking the joint from him. Howie inhaled expertly. He held the breath in his lungs for a while. "See - try to hold it in your lungs for as long as you can, then let it out slowly, like he's doing," Ramona said. They watched the blue smoke pour out of Howie's nostrils. "You can tell if you really inhaled if it comes out your nose," said Howie. Suddenly his head started to reel. That last toke really gave him a hit. "I don't need you to tell me," Jason said indignantly. Ramona puffed and got a hit too. It made all parts of her body go tingly. Her very fingertips tingled, and all the skin covering her body felt like thousands of tiny fingertips. Her senses long to be touched. She longed to be touched all over. She passed the joint to Jason. Then suddenly, she and Howie were kissing! Howie had his arms around her and was pressing her tits to his chest. "Hey! What the hell do you two think you're doing!" Jason was jealous and he was pissed as hell. Why the fuck did Howie have to come along and fuck everything up? He pulled Ramona out of his friend's arms. She now lay across Jason's lap. "Mmmm, Jason," she said. "Kiss me. Let's fuck again." She was wrapping her fingers around his neck ...
... and pressing against him. Jason blushed. "I don't like the way you talk. I'm taking you home," he told her. She and Howie were giggling and laughing and very high. Jason wasn't high at all. He started up the car. "Or why don't we have a threesome. A menage a trois?" Ramona was saying. She and Howie burst into meaningless laughter. "Yeah, come on Jason. Don't be so uptight," said Howie. "I have to bring this car back in half an hour, or Burton will be pissed as hell. I'm not even supposed to be driving after dark!" he said. "I'm not even supposed to be driving after dark!" Ramona mimicked him. "Oh, Jason," she turned to him scornfully in the car. "You'll never be a man, like your father." The words came out before she realized it. "What the hell are you talking about you didn't even know my father." "I mean your stepfather!" she said, making things even worse. "What do you know about Burton?" He was coming to the turnoff to her house. "It's just that he's my idea of a real man. A mature man. You guys are just k**s to me. You don't know really what you want, and you're too shy to really try and get it. I want a real man, that's all." She tossed her long blonde hair. Jason pulled up in front of the house where she lived with her mother. "Well, here you are. Thanks a lot for this lovely evening, Ramona," he told her frostily. "I'm just sorry that you don't feel the same way about me, ...