"This is finished. Do you mind filling it back up?"
"No, hand it here."
I tapped the bottom of the bowl over the small trash can and then passed it to Erin. Erin set the bowl down on a small wooden coffee table and then picked up her grinder.
"I'm so glad this week is over," Erin sighed as she sprinkled more weed into the bowl. I didn't think Friday would get here."
"Me either," I said. I leaned back as far as I could against the couch. I had walked in her door and only made it to the floor in front of the couch."That's why I'm trying to smoke the memory away."
Erin and I had been spending more and more time together lately over the past few weeks. What began as a casual smoke session at her apartment after we met through friends took a different turn after we ran into each other at a bar one Saturday night.
Despite hanging out with completely different friends that night, I was surprised when my phone went off shortly after I had said my goodbyes.
E: Are you going home? It's early!
M: I would hardly call 1:30 early. But yeah, everyone was doing the same.
E: I have a new strain for you to try if you meet me at my place in 30 minutes.
M: Sure, I'll see you there.
She had jumped me almost as soon as we got in her door. I ended up fucking her doggy on her bed for a shorter time than Ii wanted. But she was more than happy that she didn't have to wait for me to get hard again so we could switch positions.
An hour later, I was entering my darkened apartment when my phone went off again.
E: Why didn't you tell me you could fuck like that?!
Right now, Erin put her grinder back in her bag and then picked up her wine glass. The TV was on but neither of us cared what was on it. I absentmindedly decided that I wanted to hear some music. I connected to her Bluetooth speaker and pressed play on The Game Don't Wait (Remix).
"Turn that down!" she yelled. She brought her finger to her lips. What a stoner. "My neighbors have asked me a few times before to keep my music down!" I did what I was told and brought the music down, "You're ridiculous, you know that?" She picked up her bowl and lighter and took a slow inhale.
"I may have had an idea," I smiled and finally joined her on the couch. I picked up my own wine and took a drink. "I don't know how you drink that sweet ass wine." She gave me the finger in response.
"This from you and your dry wine?" she rolled her eyes as she exhaled a plume of smoke. She took another drink and then held the cup in her fingers, her rings clinking against the glass sporadically. "You didn't call me back today. It felt like you were screening my calls."
"Nah, that was my fault. I got busy and I didn't have any downtime after lunch. I saw you called, I just didn't have the chance." I took the bowl and lighter from her and she shifted back further on the couch.
"Yeah I know," Erin said as she looked down and smiled, "I just don't like it." she mumbled.
"Huh?" I inhaled but I managed that even with a mouthful of smoke. Erin leaned in a little closer.
"I just don't like it," she said louder, this time locking her eyes with mine and holding my stare. I gently cupped her chin and brought my lips close to hers. I then gently shotgunned smoke into her mouth. I barely caressed her lips with mine as we broke apart but not before my tongue darted out and teased her bottom lip.
"So was this your plan? Get me stoned and then fuck me?" She whispered. Her hand rested just above my belt and pants
"It was a plan," I answered and I put my hand on her hip and pulled us closer.
"Good," she smiled. Our lips met and I squeezed her ass through her sweatpants.Erin had more than a handful and I often told her it was my favorite feature of hers. "There you go. Right to my ass." Her kisses were lazy but were full of lusty potential. She bit my bottom lip and my hand squeezed her ass harder.
I moved her dark hair away from her neck and started teasing along where her neck ended and her shoulders began. She shivered and dug her nails into my back through my t-shirt. She had ditched her bra when she got home so her nipples were rock hard through her white tank top. She laid back on the couch and I followed, hovering over her as I started kissing her collarbone and following the neckline of her tank.
"Don't leave any marks," she scolded as her hands caressed my head and neck.
"I don't leave marks," I answered as I took one of her nipples in my mouth through her top. Erin responded by digging her fingers into my neck. Her breasts weren't as big as she'd like but they fit in my hands perfectly. And nipple play made her super wet. She moaned as I did the same to her other nipple and I could feel her hands squeezing between us, desperate to get rid of the thin piece of clothing.
I obliged and sat up, pulling off my own shirt while she tossed hers to the floor. She wiggled out from under me and pulled her sweats down. I took note that she had ditched her panties when she got home from work too.
Before I could go back to her nipples, Erin was scooting the coffee table further back. She crouched in front of me and started undoing my belt and I quickly discarded my jeans and underwear. I had been hard since she had told me about her disappointment over not getting a phone call.
"Mmmm," she moaned as she licked the tip. She grabbed my cock by the base and took my head in her mouth. She couldn't get me very deep without gagging but her tongue felt amazing swirling around my dick. She pulled her mouth off me and licked my entire length, not breaking eye contact. When I was covered in her spit, she started sucking my cock again and used her hand to make up for what she couldn't fit.
"Oh shit Erin, that feels so good," I groaned. "You look so sexy sucking my dick." My words must have encouraged her, as she increased her pace. I closed my eyes and tangled my fingers in her hair as she worked. I started thrusting into her mouth, gently, as I didn't want to ruin everything by pushing too far."
Erin took me out of her mouth and licked a long trail down to my balls. She started stroking me faster while her tongue took long, slow licks. I responded by thrusting hard into her hand.
"I'm not going to be able to hold it," I grunted. My eyes were still closed as I fucked her hand. Her tongue on my balls felt incredible.
Erin paused from her slurping but continued stroking me. She pulled her tits directly next to my cock and pointed it towards them.
