A Night Not Easily Forgotten (Adults Only, 18+)

"So what kind of music are you into?" The man asks as he sits on the front porch of his friends house across from a woman he met earlier in the night. The two of them snuck outside to get away from the loud house party that is roaring inside, with music shaking the outer walls to the rhythmic pulses of A Tribe Called Quest's Electric Relaxation at this point in time.

"I really listen to a little bit of everything," and she starts rapping the song. "But really, the stuff I listen to most is more 2000 and 2010 Indie rock. Give me some Sharon Van Etten or Interpol or St. Vincent, especially her first few albums."

"Slow down, dilletante, so I can limp beside you. I'm following your houndstooth..." he sings from the song Dilettante by St. Vincent off the album Strange Mercy.

"Ah, a man of good taste."

"I have always had a particular fondness of that song off of the album, especially."

The weed they are sharing is starting to hit them both pretty hard at this point, with their inhibitions leaving them faster than not. He can't stop his eyes from tracking down to her rather large breasts. She can't stop thinking about how long it has been since she has been filled. Enough trust has been established throughout the night that neither of them are concerned about over doing the high, so they indulge more than they perhaps otherwise would have.

"I am good," he says first as he feels his cock ready to explode in his pants as he imagines what her nipples would feel like in his mouth while he felt how wet she could get.

She puts the joint out after taking one more drag off of it. She came to this party with the anticipation of getting laid - in fact, it was the primary reason for her coming. "This is really good shit. I am ready to go find a bed and lay down. Care to join me?"

Her stoner eyes draw him in, and he can't even speak he is so stoned, but he manages to stand up with his cock sticking up through the waste of his pants as he readjusts himself. He helps her out of the chair, and she stumbles into his arms. He takes the chance to kiss her, and she falls into the kiss deep and hard, running her hand over the exposed head of his cock. It is already pumping out precum like it is its whole purpose. She licks her finger tips while staring into his eyes, and he throbs uncontrollably.

They weave in and out of the crowd, holding hands. His anxiety starts skyrocketing as he had not considered being around people again after getting as high as he is, but focusing on the softness of her hand helps ease his paranoia - and the anticipation of what all could potentially happen is helping.

They find their way into an unoccupied room - with a house full of drunk people doing various, and copious, amounts of drugs, that is always a bit harder than it seems it would. He shuts and locks the door behind him, and she begins doing a bit of a strip tease. The fluidity in which she moves turns him on even more than the exposing of her body, and the body being exposed has built up so much anticipation that he doesn't feel like he will even be able to last for five minutes. She is hoping he doesn't. She just wants to feel someone exploding inside her.

As her pants and button up shirt fall to the floor and she finds herself in nothing but her black, lacy thong and her matching bra - her cleavage pouring out of the top of it as it is at least one size too small, but she very intentionally chose it to produce as much cleavage as possible - she guides him to the bed. He stands there almost in shock, but really he is just so high he can't connect his thoughts and desires of action to making the action. He wants to put his hands all over her body. He wants to rip off all of his clothes and bury his head between her tits. He wants to throw her body onto the bed, flip her over onto all fours, and then thrust inside her for exactly 51 pumps before he explodes so hard that he feels what heaven feels like, but he is lost in his mind and cannot produce any actions beyond feeling his dick throb uncontrollably - which almost brings him to climax by itself.

Still in her thong and bra, she glides over to him, reaching out and unbuttoning his pants, unzipping his pants, and letting his cock stick out between the two of their bodies. She guides it between her legs, and with every throb of his cock, which feels so intense that it could almost lift her entire body from the ground, she feels it shooting through her clit, into her pussy, and sending electricity through her entire fucking body. She wants it inside her. He wants it inside her, but she wants the him to climax so hard that he gets sent to heaven. And she wants him to do so entirely for her own pleasure. It isn't about him feeling that good for him, it is purely because she wants that explosion inside her.

She drops down onto her knees, slowly, and tells him to take his shirt off. He follows the command, though it is without thought. He doesn't consciously make the choice because all he can think about is how her tongue licking up the shaft of his cock, most certainly tasting all the precum that is dripping down it, feels more amazing than anything else he has ever felt in his life. She doesn't even slide his cock into her mouth, but rather grabs the base of it with one hand, squeezes from the base of his cock and slowly pulls it to the head of his cock, maintaining a firm pressure, while licking every tiny drop of precum.

"You're going to cum inside of me," she says as she feels his cock throb faster and harder, like he is about to lose control already and cum all over her face. "And I don't mean in my mouth, either," she says as she slides her hand back down his shaft while guiding his cock into her mouth and into her throat. There is a slight gag, but its more because she wasn't expecting it to go as deep into her mouth as it does, even though she has been teasing him for several minutes now. She quickly recovers, loosens her throat, and slowly slides his cock back out of her mouth while locking eye contact with him.

She drops his pants to the ground. He is still unable to form words, just grunt and moan and whimper, but he is enjoying ever fraction of a second that there is available to him.

She turns so that her back is facing him and removes her bra, dropping it to the floor. She follows that by removing her panties, using her hands to guide them all the way to the floor, and then leaning back into his cock, which slides between her legs once more - exposing just how wet she has become. She rocks back and forth slowly, letting him feel just how wet she is while simultaneously teasing her pussy lips and clit.

She feels her own climax coming on, but his climax feels even closer so she stops with his cock between her legs as far as it can be, and then squeezes her thighs together to hold it in place while guiding his hands around to feel her hard nipples. She lets out an extraordinary moan before loosening her thighs and guiding him to the bed, and laying him on his back.

She goes to her pants and pulls out an electronic vape filled with THC oil and her phone. She unlocks her phone while taking a hit off of the vape and searches through her Tidal streaming service. The song Dilettante begins playing. She exhales in his face and he tries to inhale as much of the smoke as he can.

"Oh, you want more?" He shakes his head in an agreeable fashion, still far too high to form real words. She crawls on top of him, grinding her pussy against his cock while slipping the vape into his mouth. He takes a hit and his eyes roll into the back of his head. She moves her body up his body to where her pussy lips meet his lips before he has a chance to exhale, and then he begins working his tongue as best as he can, but she is in control and uses her body to grind against his mouth and tongue in a way that brings her to climax as soon as she takes another hit off of her vape. Her moans fill the air as the smoke escapes her mouth as intensely as the orgasm shoots through her body. She grinds against his face a bit more as her legs begin shaking uncontrollably. She takes another hit while gaining momentum to move her body back down to his cock. She looks into his eyes and sees he is far higher than she is. "Are you good?"

"Yes. Fucking... yeeeessssssssss." He says as she slides his cock inside her as slowly as she possibly can. His body tightens from head to toe, forcing him to thrust inside her faster than what she anticipated. It sends a jolt through her entire body, causing her to have a mini-orgasm without her feeling it coming on.

"It is your turn." She shifts her hips forward and back and he immediately starts losing control. She has him exactly where she wants him now, and he is exactly where he wants to be, too. He is knocking on the doors of heaven, and she is already through the gates. He starts thrusting in her uncontrollably, but she uses the strength in her thighs to slow him down. She is not done building him up, but she knows she doesn't have much longer.

She switches tactics and does a couple fast thrusts back and forth, and then taking a break so she can gauge his reaction. He is so fucking close, and she is so fucking ready for it. The anticipation has built so high for both of them at this point that even a fraction of speed increase will bring them both to climax uncontrollably, but she wants the control. She also knows that if she holds off for too much longer then she will lose the intensity in his orgasm she craves. She wants every drop of cum she can get, and he wants to give it to her.

She takes another hit off of her vape and speeds up. She knows what she is going for, and just like she expected his body tightens up and he cock begins convulsing, shooting cum as deep and as hard and as thick as she could have ever imagined. It is more than what she ever anticipated, and the moment she starts feeling it her body begins reacting by having an uncontrollable orgasm herself.

At some point, he becomes consciously in control of his body enough to take over while her body is in convulsing orgasm and sends her whole body even deeper into the orgasm. He can feel his orgasm dripping out of her around his own cock as he fucks her hard, deep, and with a force that makes sure she can feel every inch of him. He is still throbbing, and can still feel his cock ejaculating more inside her.

The two of them fill the room with near scream level moans as their orgasms stretch out of the eternity they both feel while flying through heaven before she topples down on top of him. They share a deep, intense kiss, but he doesn't pull out of her, nor does she lift off of him. His cock uncontrollably throbs every few seconds and sends her body back into shock, but she loves it when she realizes how much cum is inside her.

"We should do this again some time," he says as he is regaining his breathe.

And this is how the best toxic relationships all start, he thinks to himself.

-Dustin S. Stover