It was the summer after the completion of high school. I hadn't done too poorly at school and was excited for my move to college, but first I had one endless summer ahead of me. It was on the fateful day two days after graduation that I was driving to my girl friend Renee's house.
I had spent the morning working out. I was proud of my body. Playing wide receiver had given me a body of almost no fat and tight, corded muscle. I stand at 6' 3" and am topped with brown hair and bright blue eyes. I always work out naked when my family isn't home, and the feeling of the air on my body always give me a hard-on. It's difficult to manage push-ups when you have a 7-inch steel rod attached to your crotch, but I wasn't one to complain, my penis had made me rather popular with the ladies.
We didn't live far from one another, but on days that we particularly hot or cold I'd drive down to her house when I wanted to see her. It was on this 15 minute drive that I spotted a jar sitting on the side of the road. Curiosity made me stop, as usually when you see glass on the side of the road it's because the glass fell from a car and is shattered all over the pavement. I turned off my car and crossed the street.
In front of me lay a medium-sized mason jar filled to the cap with green vegetation. Not one to pass up opportunity, I opened the jar and took a sniff. I was immediately dazed by the strong herbal scent that can only be credited to marijuana. I'm not much of a smoker, generally I avoid the stuff, but to find it in this quantity made was too lucrative to leave behind.
I snapped the jar shut and finished the drive to Renee's house. I pulled up to her lavish house. Renee's father is old money, so, naturally, she has a massive house with 4 bedrooms, each with their own bath, as well as a huge kitchen, a pool, and a home theater that would put your local cinema to shame. I stepped out of my car and walked into their marbled entry way without knocking.
I announced my arrival with a loud "I'm here!". Renee's family was oddly forward and only asked that you make your presence known when you walk into their house. Renee came around the corner smiling the sly smile that I only see when she's horny "Hey John" she said, greeting me verbally. Renee is about 5' 6" and weighs around 140 lbs. She carries most of her weight in her 32 D bust and her amazingly round, jiggling ass. She always wears her red hair short and has heart-stopping bright green eyes. She was wearing a new, purple with polka-dots string bikini and had obviously been planning to go out to the pool when I arrived.
"That looks nice" I said, with a sly grin as I pulled her in for a long kiss. "Why thank you" she said, with the kind of tone that indicates she already knew that the bikini looked nice on her, she just liked to hear me say it. "You'll never guess what I found on the road today" I said, trailing off to let her know that it was a good surprise. "Really? What is it?"
"This" I stated, pulling out my new prize. Renee froze with a huge smile on her face. She wasn't much of a stoner either, but we both knew that this could mean tons of money for ridiculous things we didn't need. She popped the cap and took a sniff. I watched as she got just a little bit of a buzz out of just smelling the sweet aroma. "This is good" she said with a lazy smile, "but we have to make sure...". With that, she darted up her hardwood stairs.
I didn't need a prompt to watch her bouncing ass go up the steps and immediately follow. Her body had a way of hypnotizing me, and it didn't take any suggestion from her to have me following close behind whenever she walked away. "Go wait in my room!" she called, from within the master bedroom, "I have to get something from here!"
"Okay!" I shouted as I walked down the long upstairs corridor to Renee's room at the end of the floor. Her room was as massive. She had all the walls painted purple and a wonderfully soft tan carpet surrounding her Asian-style low bed and some matching furniture. I was only sitting on her white comforter for maybe a minute when Renee came walking in, breasts bouncing jubilantly, with something held behind her back.
She said "Tada!" as she pulled out a clear glass bong with water already in the ball. "Where'd you get that?" I asked. "From my parents room, duh." She stated emphatically. Since her mother and father never had to work, Renee's parents acted immaturely at times. They'd often let us drink in the house and would ask us if we were going to have sex so they would know not to disturb us. Therefore, it was no surprise that they had a bong hidden in their room.
Renee packed the bong and informed me that her mother and father would occasionally invite Renee and her older sister, Samantha, to smoke in their room with them. Renee sparked up first and drew a huge hit out of the weed. She couldn't get all the rip into her lungs, so she passed me the bong and I was able to get a whole breath out of the pipe. We held the smoke for a long time and exhaled simultaneously. "Mmmmm" Renee softly moaned, "we can't let any of this out" she said as she shut her door and stuffed a towel underneath it.
