Mosquitoes attacking our naked bodies forced us indoors, and the four of us all sat around Penny's table and broke out the tequila. Johnny walked over to his duffel bag, and after rummaging around he pulled out a big fat joint.
"Do you guys smoke weed?" he said. "This is the last of the some great stuff I got out West. I've been saving it for a special occasion."
"Yeah honey, light it up," Penny said.
I looked at Chrissy and she looked intrigued. I used to get high a lot, but I was guessing she never had. Johnny took a puff and passed it to Penny, and then to me. With my first hit I got a wicked head rush. It was some great stuff indeed.
"It's some sort of special variety I friend of mine grew himself," Johnny said, smiling at the way it was hitting us.
"Spes-she-ahl-aye," Penny said, in some sort of bad Italian accent, and then she laughed hysterically.
Chrissy could see we were all almost instantly high and looked a little nervous. I gave her a quick lesson on how to inhale some air with the smoke to cool it, and told her to hold it in her lungs as long as she could. She took a puff like an old pro and looked at me, her eyes getting big.
"Oh!" she said as she exhaled, not moving a muscle. "That's nice!" she said quietly as a big smile broke out across her face and her eyes closed.
Johnny got up and put some trippy electronica music on his portable stereo, and the big joint went around for another hit. Penny poured shots of tequila, and yelled "
skol!
" as we laughed and drank. She got up and danced slowly and sexily around the table, arms in the air, her naked body moving more alluringly than most of the strippers I've seen. Stopping behind Chrissy's chair, she put her hands on Chrissy's shoulders and then slid them down onto her bare tits, massaging them like a pro. Penny shook her own shoulders back and forth like an old time stripper. Her tits are smaller than Chrissy's, but still a nice handful and they jiggled back and forth.
"God I love tits," she said.
Chrissy was responding to the massaging and nipple squeezing, and she looked ungodly sexy. Penny saw Johnny staring at Chrissy's voluptuous chest.
"Johnny, you haven't fucked Chrissy yet, have you?" she said. "I wanna watch you fuck Chrissy with that big fat cock."
Chrissy and Johnny's eyes met and their faces told an age old story of lust and desire.
"I'll get her ready for you," Penny said.
She stopped her tit massage, took Chrissy's hand and danced her over to the old brass bed, just a few feet away.
"Put that sweet ass up in the air honey, Johnny want's to fuck you," she said in her best sexy voice.
Chrissy was happy to do what she was told, getting on her hands and knees on the bed and then lowering her shoulders down against the blanket, her back arched seductively. She looked as sexy as I've ever seen her, on display for all of us.
She was looking right at Johnny and me, and her sexy mouth opened slowly.
"Fuck me please Johnny," she said in a quiet, breathy voice.
Penny was dancing again to the trippy music, and Johnny walked past her, hard cock in hand.
"Do her good baby," Penny said, and she squeezed his ass.
Johnny stood behind Chrissy and slowly slid his fat cock into her. Chrissy responded to his girth with wide eyes and a deep exhale—"Oohffff"—loud enough to hear above the music. He fucked her very slowly and she closed her eyes and moaned softly, a look of pure bliss on her face.
