Trailer Park Sara Pt. I - Sex Stories

Trailer Park Sara Pt. I

... plopping back down onto the couch next to me and it was then that I noticed that she had a small box in her hand. "Do you smoke," she asked as she opened the small wooden box. The smell of the contents hit me before the sight did. There were a number of joints in the box and she asked if I would like to share one with her. "Sure," I told her and she handed me the joint. I pulled out my lighter and I fired it up. The smoke in my lungs felt like acid burning my insides. I coughed heavily for about a minute. I looked over at Sara who had a shit-eating grin on her face. "Has it been a while?" "Yeah, just a little bit," I wheezed. I took another sip of my beer and I watched her hit the joint like a pro. Ten minutes later, and one completely obliterated joint down, Sara and I were feeling right. We were both slouching on the couch and giggling about how quiet it was in the house, at least until Sara broke the silence. "So, I've got a question," she said. "I've got a question and it's kinda a personal one." "Ok. Shoot... I've got nothing to hide." "You know Tiffany right? Tiffany Winters?" Tiffany Winters was a fuck buddy that I had been talking to for the past two or three weeks; and by talking I mean we have both been fucking each other's brains out. Tiffany was also Sara’s neighbor. "Yeah, I know her. Why do you ask?" "Have you been fucking her? A deviant smile crept across my face and a quiet "maybe" passed through my lips. Sara lit another joint and passed it to me. I gladly ...

... accepted it and took a hit. I coughed again but not as badly as the first time. "Why do you want to know whether or not I have been fucking her,” I asked, wanting to know where this conversation was going. "Because she told me something about you…" It was her turn to flash a deviant smile and her eyes locked onto mine. "Oh, yeah... What did she tell you," I asked, getting more and more curious and turned on by where this conversation was possibly going. "It's nothing bad; I promise. It's really good actually." "Well then why do you tell me what she said?!" "She said that you had a big dick. But not only that. She said that you had a big dick and you really knew how to use it!" I couldn't believe that she had just said that. Sara was a friend and all but I never in a million years would have imagined her and I having a conversation about the size of my cock while high as fuck. I also couldn’t believe that Tiffany actually told her all this. I don’t know why I'm surprised, I said to myself. That little slut has a big mouth anyways. "I guess I'm an ok size. I'm not huge but I'm proud of what I’ve got." "Well according to Tiffany, you have good reason to be." She took another drag off of the joint and handed it to me. I took a bigger hit this time but I didn't cough as much. I still could believe that we were really having this fucking conversation. This could get dangerous John, I said to myself. Sara was a lonely housewife, and here I was alone with her and high as fuck. "So ...