“Hey, Mindy” Jim held out the joint, trying to talk without exhaling
the smoke.
“Oh, sorry.” Mindy turned and took it. She took a drag, then looked
around the room, “which way is this going again?”
“Counter-clockwise for the counter culture,” quipped Curt.
“I dunno about that,” said Eric, who in contrast to the others was
dressed in fashions more suited to a metal concert than a re-
legalization festival, “but I guess I’ll fuckin’ take it anyway”
Mindy leaned forward to pass off the joint to Eric giving Jim a
beautiful view of her large firm tits. Leaning back on the couch she
caught his eye and gave him that sly little smile. Jim grinned back,
knowing what /that/ smile meant for his immediate future. They
finished smoking the joint and for a few minutes they all lay back and
enjoyed their high.
“So I guess that stuff fucking beats your merch, Curt”
“No shit, man – where’d ya get that J?”
“Just this old man, lives out in the woods down in Orient. I go out
and jam with him every once in awhile and he hooks me up with his
homegrown headies. Pretty cool dude.”
“No doubt. Ya think he might be willing to sell a lid or somethin’?”
“I dunno. He doesn’t really like to do that, doesn’t want people to
know he’s growing for one thing. But uhh… yeah, me and the woman
should probably hit the road here.”
“Well thanks for the burn dude, stop on by anytime.”
—
Mindy was just about the most beautiful thing Jim had ever seen. At
seventeen she was at her absolute prime her auburn-red hair fell a few
inches below her shoulders, and into bangs that framed her shimmering
green eyes. She had delicious curves with huge bouncy breasts and a
great little ass, and now that red hair was tickling his chest as she
kissed her way down to his stomach. They lay out under the stars in
the June heat that held even into the night. Their shirts and pants
lay next to them and Jim was working his fingers around the clasp of
Mindy’s bra although a bit clumsily. She sat up, undid the clasp and
threw her bra behind her. She straddled his waist, rubbing herself
against him through their underwear, then leaned back down to kiss him
while he fondled her breasts. His hands worked their way down to her
panties, and slid inside – he grabbed her ass and gave it a squeeze.
“Mmm – ready?” She purred breaking their kiss.
“What do you think?” He said, grinning.
“Then fucking take me,” she whispered, giving his neck a playful bite.
He rolled them both over so that he was on top of her, then leaned
back onto his knees so that Mindy could put her legs together long
enough for them each to rapidly remove their underwear before they
were melded together again – this time in a more literal sense. Mindy
may have been tight but they weren’t new at this and Jim had little
trouble getting in. With the heat of their foreplay and their vigorous
enthusiasm they were soon both near orgasm. Jim slowed his pace
gradually at first then he came to a stop with his dick resting inside
her. They held each other for a minute of silence and heavy breathing
before Mindy volunteered to switch places for awhile and give her
partner a rest. Rest was hardly what he got though – Mindy’s pace may
have been slower than his own but the sight of her beautiful firm
breasts bouncing in the moonlight more than made up the difference.
“God Damn, Min” He moaned, “I’m gonna come.”
“Oh really,” she giggled but she didn’t slacken her pace. Riding him
harder she watched as he cupped her left breast and peaked. His cum
spurt inside her and while his cock pulsed he squeezed her nipple, and
she too felt herself releasing. Rolling off him to the ground by his
side, she lay her head on his shoulder and fell asleep.
