10: She’s So High

 

“You want to try the bong?” I asked as I packed the bowl. I wasn’t sure if we were going to smoke but I brought some pot anyway.

“I can’t promise I won’t cought my fool head off, but I’ll try.” Sookie was sprawled out across the bed, dressed only in one of my t-shirts.

“We can try the other way,” I offered. “You know how much I like having my lips on yours.” I grabbed the bong around the top so I could take it to the bed with me. I took a seat at the end, crossing my legs. I was in a pair of shorts and nothing else.

“You have made that pretty obvious,” she giggled. I felt little feet walking up my back.

“You have pretty lips, can you blame me?” I brought the bong to my lips and lit the bowl, sucking in the smoke. The windows were open so I wasn’t worried about the room smelling like pot when we left. I slowly blew the smoke out.

“Not at all.” Sookie sat up behind me and her little hands rubbed my shoulders.

Her hands felt good on my body. They were small and warm. She was surprisingly strong for her size. I held out the bong to the side, trying to offer it to her.

“Want a hit?” I dropped my head forward, enjoying the feel of her hands.

“Sure. What do I do?”

I motioned for her to move back so I could turn around. Once I was facing her I handed her the bong, but not the lighter.

“When I light the bowl start to inhale,” I directed her. “I’ll do the rest.”

“I can do that,” she nodded. Just to be safe, Sookie pulled her hair back away from her face.

I chuckled. I wasn’t going to burn her hair. She pressed her lips to the opening. I lit the bowl so she could inhale. As soon as she started to cough I backed off, moving the bong out of the way. As she coughed I got up to get her a glass of water.

“We should have had this ready,” I chuckled, handing her the water.

Sookie nodded her agreement and took a drink of water. She almost choked on that too, but managed to keep it down. When she set the water glass on the nightstand her face was all red.

“I think, from now on, we stick to you blowing the smoke at me,” she said.

“I’m not sure we’re going to keep our clothes on if I do that.” I took another hit. Before I exhaled I leaned forward, pressing my lips to hers. I slowly streamed the smoke into her mouth.

This time when she inhaled, the coughing was definitely less. Sookie exhaled slowly, blowing the smoke toward the window.

“We don’t really have any clothes on now,” she pointed out.

We showered together after the beach. We didn’t have sex again, but Sookie seemed a lot more comfortable with me after our talk. I couldn’t believe she thought I found her disgusting.

I set the bong on the bedside table before I reached forward to pull Sookie closer, moving her legs out to rest over my thighs. I just had to lift the shirt a little for a view of the Promise Land.

“Do we really need to have clothes on? It’s just us anyway.” I rubbed up and down her sexy thighs.

“I suppose we don’t.”

“Want another hit or are you good?” I started to slowly inch my shirt up her body.

“I think I’m good,” she answered. Sookie lay back, definitely more relaxed than she had been earlier in the day.

I rubbed her thighs just above her knees. She was in a perfect position for me to play with any part of her body I wanted to. I pushed the shirt up higher, exposing her bottom half. I could tell she wasn’t expecting it when I started to tickle the underside of her thigh.

“Eric!” she squealed and kicked at me. “Eric, quit!”

 

I chuckled as I grabbed her legs to stop her from kicking me. I put her legs down again. I could tell she was a little nervous I’d tickle her again. I didn’t. I watched her chest rise and fall when her breathing got a little more ragged. I rubbed higher and higher up her inner thighs.

“Tell me what you want me to do, gorgeous,” I purred. The pot was starting to get to me.

“Don’t tickle me,” she giggled.

“I won’t,” I promised. I loved her little giggle. When I reached her center I rubbed my thumbs up and down her lower lips, making her gasp. “Is this better than the tickles?”

“Way better,” she nodded.

“You want more, or is this okay?” I paused long enough to unbutton my shorts, allowing my cock to get some air.

“More might be fun… for both of us.”

“I could have fun playing with your body for hours,” I smiled. I spread her lower lips so I could rub slow circles around her nub.

“It’s a good thing one of us knows what we’re doing,” she joked.

“I think you know a lot more than you think.” I stopped what I was doing so I could stand up and drop my shorts. I climbed back onto the bed. Instead of lying down next to her I stepped up so my feet were straddling her ribs. She got her first real good view of my cock. Even when she jerked me off she could really only see my tip.

“I think you overestimate my knowledge. You know you’re the second boy I kissed and the first one didn’t use tongue,” she told me.

“You must be a natural at the kissing then,” I smiled. Sookie’s hands started to slowly work their way up and down my calves.

“I guess I’ll have to take your word for– oh, I could try kissin’ someone else to see if they agree,” she teased.

“No, you can stick to kissin’ me,” I growled playfully. “I’ve already staked my claim and planted my flag.”

“And buried your seed,” she snickered.

“Mmm, and I’d like to bury it again,” I smirked. I started to bounce a little, making Sookie laugh when my dick began to bounce with me.

“You better be careful or that fireman’s hose will be watering the neighbor’s lawn.”

That didn’t even make sense to me. I chuckled anyway. The weed was getting to her.

“You should take that shirt all the way off.” I brought one foot up to nudge the shirt.

“I should?” Sookie flashed me her nipples.

“Hell yeah you should,” I grinned. She had great tits. I wasn’t thinking when I grabbed my cock and started to stroke as my eyes scanned her body.

“If you say so…” Sookie rolled over and slowly pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, giving me a very nice view of her pussy. She pushed up further to take the shirt off.

“You know you have the sexiest body I’ve ever seen?” I complimented, rubbing my thumb over my tip.

“I do?” She sounded surprised by that.

“Yes you do. You have curves in all the right places,” I said. Her pussy was gorgeous too, but I was sure that comment would make her blush.

“Oh yeah?” She bent forward again, back to her hands and knees, arching her back for me.

“Mmm, definitely.” I knelt down on the bed behind her. My hands rubbed up and down her hips, keeping her in place as my dick settled between her ass cheeks. I rocked back and forth so she could feel my full length rubbing along her backside. I was completely hard at that point.

Sookie giggled and said, “That feels kind of weird.”

“I suspect all of this is going to feel kinda weird for a while,” I replied. “It’s all new.” And her body was probably all tingly from the pot.

“I have no doubt you’ll introduce me to all kinds of new things.”

“I hope to.” I pulled back some so I could run my tip through her folds.

“What kinds of things?”

“It depends on what kind of stuff turns you on. I’m still learning the things I like.” I’d been having sex for the last seven or so years. I was sure there was tons of stuff I’d never even thought to try. “Do you like what I’m doing now?” I made sure to focus on her clit.

“Mmm… mmhmmm that feels really good,” she told me.

“Have you ever gotten yourself off?” I asked. My whole body started to tingle and vibrate. I wasn’t sure what the shit was I got from Longshadow, but it was good.

“No,” she answered. “Have you?”

“All the time,” I smiled. I pushed my tip into her, gave her a few shallow thrusts, and then pulled out to massage her little nub with the head of my dick. “I’ve thought about you when I do it since we met.”

“I know what I’ll be thinking about when I go home at the end of the summer.”

“Hopefully it’s me. Why don’t you bring your hand down here and rub your clit,” I suggested, moving my cock back up to her opening.

Sookie did as I suggested, lowering her head to rest on the mattress. Her fingers moved slowly at first like she was trying to figure out what she liked. I wanted her to see what and how she liked things. I pressed into her deeper. I grabbed onto her butt, spreading her cheeks a little so I could watch myself slide in and out of her. Sookie’s pussy was crazy tight. Her walls pulsed each time I slid into her, making me groan quietly. She was still so new to sex I was still nervous I might hurt her.

“That feels really good,” she said. Her fingers found a rhythm that seemed to work for her, based on how her walls started to suck me in deeper.

“Mmm, yes it does. I love how wet you are,” I agreed. “Want me to speed up?”

“A little bit.” She was breathing hard. Her fingers started to move faster.

I thrust my hips a little faster, going in deeper on each stroke. I assumed by the way her walls were pulsing and the soft moans that were coming from her that she enjoyed it a lot better than the first time.

“You tell me what you want me to do.” I knew Sookie and I only had a limited time together, so I wanted her to know she was in charge of things. I wanted her to be a confident lover.  

“Just do what you’re doing,” she answered. Her head turned and I could see her eyes were closed. “Ohhh… God, that feels so good.”

It was nice to know I was doing something right. I sped up a little more, my hips slapping against her ass. Sookie’s fingers moved to match my thrusts and I could tell by the way her walls were gripping me she was close. If I didn’t cum with her I would have been surprised. Her pussy felt like heaven to me.

“Eric… Eric…” she chanted my name over and over until she came. Her body went limp as she moaned her way through it.

I held out a little longer. I grabbed her hips, digging my fingers into her soft flesh. I drove in a handful of times before I lost it. I came hard, filling her completely with my release.

“Fuuuuuck!” I shouted. It was damn good with her. I didn’t want to pull out she felt so good.

“That was… wow,” she breathed.

“Good?” I pulled out so I could flop on the bed next to her.

“Very good,” she confirmed. Her body fell onto the bed, leaving her flat on the mattress next to me.

I reached over to gently rub her back.

“You want to start trying out different positions?” I asked. My hand drifted down to her butt.

“Well, not right this second, but yes,” she answered. “I bet you have all sorts of ideas in that creative mind of yours.”

I chuckled and said, “I’m not that creative. I just know what I like to see. Watching you play with your clit is a gorgeous sight.”

Sookie turned over onto her back.

“Oh yeah?”

“Mmhmm,” I hummed. I ghosted my hand down her stomach, sliding my middle finger between her folds when I reached her slit. I was sure her clit was still sensitive from her orgasm. Her hips jerking let me know I was right.

“I better take all the orgasms while I can get them.”

I tilted my head, leaning in closer to her neck. My lips and tongue moved over her soft, sweet skin as I massaged her clit.

“I could watch you cum all day and night,” I whispered. “It’s such a pretty sight.”

“That was the shortest poem ever,” she giggled.

“Told you I’m not that creative,” I chuckled. I pulled my hand away so I could use it to try to pull her over onto my chest. With Sookie’s help she ended up lying on top of me, facing me. Once I had her settled I ran my hands up and down her back as I asked, “What happens if I can’t stand to be away from you at the end of the summer?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t thought about it.”

“I’m growing pretty strong feelings for you, so it’s a possibility. Do you think your dad would try to castrate me if I came to visit you in Louisiana?”

“He might,” she said, propping her head up on her hand. “I’ll be eighteen in October.”

“So I should wait until you’re eighteen so he can’t legally have me thrown in jail,” I chuckled.

“Is it realistic that this will go on beyond this summer, Eric? We’re in very different places in our lives. I might be young, but I’m not dumb. I like you a lot and I wouldn’t be anywhere but where I am right now, but I don’t know if I’m ready for something serious like that, you know? I don’t even know what I want for the rest of my life. How can I make a promise to someone else if I don’t know who I am?”

“Just wishful thinking,” I sighed. I knew it was going to be hard on me when she left. I’d bounce back in a few weeks, but it was still going to be tough.

“There’s nothing wrong with that.” She pressed her soft lips to mine. “It’s not going to be easy to say goodbye.”

“Not at all. I’m not going to regret any of this for a second. You’ve wedged your way into my heart and I think you’ll always have a place there.”

“I better,” she said with what I think was supposed to be her mean face.

“Are you trying to intimidate me?” I smiled.

“Yes.”

I grabbed her face and pulled it to mine for a deep kiss. I released her face so I could grab her ass after giving it a light smack.

When the kiss broke I said, “You do intimidate me in ways I never expected.”

“I do?” She looked completely surprised by that.

“You do. I feel like I have this expectation to live up to. If I’m your first real boyfriend I want to show you how a woman deserves to be treated so you don’t end up with some asshole after me and not know any better. You are very smart, and I know you respect yourself, but some guys manipulate their way through all of that. When you meet your next guy I want you to remember the way I look at you. If he doesn’t look at you the same way he probably isn’t good enough.”

“You’re goin’ to make me cry,” she warned. Her pretty blue eyes were starting to get watery.

“Shit, I don’t want to be the asshole that makes you cry all the time either.” It was the second time that day. I kissed her again. When I pulled back I wiped my thumb under her eye, swiping the tear away.

“You don’t.”

“Good. I don’t do well with crying women,” I chuckled.

“But we’re so much fun.”

“I either freeze up or freak out,” I chuckled. “I would probably freeze up now if I wasn’t high.”

“You did okay on the beach earlier,” she told me.

“I think I was in shock that you thought I thought you were disgusting,” I pointed out. “I’m just warning you, in future crying jags I may not react right.”

“It may lead to me storming off,” she warned.

“As long as you hear me out when I figure out how to make it better, I think we’ll be good for the summer.”

Sookie stretched forward to kiss me one more time. That was all the answer I needed. We both knew our relationship had a shelf life. I liked that she was on the same page as me and willing to put everything we had into it, even if it was only for a few months.