Alex took the last hit off the joint before stamping out the roach. Mackenzie didn’t mind people smoking in her parent’s apartment so long as they did it out the bathroom window and Febreezed the hell out of the room. He sprayed the room down copiously, and enjoyed the warmth of the weed fogging his mind. It was annoying having to be this cautious, but he kind of liked it at the same time. It reminded him of being home, the thrill of getting high at home behind your parents back. Sure in college you could damn near smoke in front of the dean and get away with it, but there was something about the fear of getting caught that added a rush to it.

He stepped back out into the party. It was winding down now. Of the twenty people that were originally there they were down to maybe eight. The music was still playing, but largely ignored and the beer was dwindling. That was a relief to him; Mackenzie’s parents had a pretty big one bedroom apartment, but it wasn’t that big and it had felt kinda cramped. Some of her boyfriend Colin’s friends were playing X-box, shouting obscenities at the screen. Mackenzie and Colin were playing pool with John and the girl he brought, Dolores.

He shook his head. John was a good friend of his since they were freshman. Great guy, never really gets mad, and knows Liam Neeson’s film catalogue backwards and forwards. His big problem was girls. He was good looking, but too friendly and too nice. He thought befriending girls and never being too pushy was the way to go. The problem was he would either wait too long and they would lose interest, or they would see him as a buddy and just stuff him into the friend zone. Ask him for help with homework but, sure, but never out on a Friday night. Alex had been watching John’s latest blunder. Dolores was beautiful and more than a little sexy. She knew it too. She made passing flirtatious comments to everyone at the party and kept stretching provocatively and smirking at anyone she caught looking. It was clear that Dolores didn’t want anything serious, and from what John had told him, she was a bit of a wild child. She and John were friends, but Alex could never see them together. He would feel bad for the guy, but this was the fifth girl this semester he had done this with.

He ambled over to the table and grabbed a beer. It was crappy beer, but the weed had given him a little cottonmouth. John was trying to pull off “trick shots” while Mackenzie and Dolores were in the middle of conversation.

“I use the patch,” explained Mackenzie, taking a swig. “I get it free through my health care, so why not? It’s easier than always having to buy condoms.”

“I could see that,” Said Dolores, nodding. “I just don’t like the idea of messing with my hormones. I tried the pill for a while and it didn’t agree with me. Screwed with my cycle and well… other crap I don’t want to talk about in front of the guys.” Every guy made an appreciative nod. The two girls couldn’t help but laugh.

“Talk to your doctor, the patch works great and it feels amazing without the condom. Or get one of those IU… things. The ones they show on TV.”

“Maybe. I dunno, it’s never been an issue for me. I mean damn near every guy on the planet has a condom in their wallet anyway, right?” she asked looking at the guys. Alex nodded, John muttered something and Colin turned away, clearly not wanting any part in this.

“Anyway,” said Colin, turning his attention to Alex. “How’s Beth doing?”

“Mackenzie didn’t tell you? I broke up with her last month,” explained Alex.

“Really? Damn, I’ve been busy lately. Haven’t had the time to keep up with these things. What happened?”

“It’s cool. No, we – well – I broke up with her because we weren’t going anywhere. She bored me.”

“What do you mean? She used to crack you up all the time.”

“She did. She really was funny. You read her twitter? It’s really good. It wasn’t that though. She was funny, pretty in kind of a plain way, and she was nice but she’s really – what’s the word I’m looking for? Docile. That’s it. She never asked for anything, never stepped a toe out of line. She wouldn’t do anything new to her. Not so much as go to, like, a Greek restaurant if she’s never had it before. Remember that concert I went to last month?”

“Yeah. You scored some pretty good tickets.”

“I got lucky. Well halfway through the night one of the roadies comes walking out of the backstage area carrying equipment, leaves the door wide open. People start slipping in and out of the backstage area and no one stops them. I tried to convince her to go in there with me, but she wouldn’t move. She kept freaking out, saying they were all going to get blacklisted for going back there. Rest of the night people are walking on through, no problems. Not us. Wouldn’t even smoke with me.”

“Ah. Well you’ve always kind of liked girls that were a little more daring.”

“Yeah. Give me someone who’ll break a few rules and surprise me. Can’t do boring.”

They turned back to the game. Mackenzie and Colin were in the lead, with John floundering to sink a shot. Dolores was trying to help him. She leaned over him, pressing her breasts into his back, guiding his hands with hers. She cooed encouragement and advice into his ear, but she wasn’t looking at the table, she was looking at Alex.

The night wore down. Colin’s friends left close to midnight, taking the last case of beer. Alex was already planning on staying over, and commandeered one of the couches. The issue was John. He had drank too much and was passed out on the floor in the middle of the room.

“Can’t believe he fucking did it again,” hissed Mackenzie. “Every time. He breaks out the Southern Comfort and ends up passing out after three drinks. Idiot.”

“He was my ride too. You mind if I crash on your other couch? The cab ride would be super expensive.” asked Dolores awkwardly.

“Sure,” answered Mackenzie, resigned to the whole thing. “Grab the other couch. There’s plenty of stuff to eat if you’re hungry in the morning.”

The lights were turned off and everyone settled in. Alex half fell asleep, but it was difficult, being serenaded by his drunken friend’s snoring. He woke up about an hour later and decided to have a quick smoke to help him relax. He was heading to the bathroom when he stopped short. Someone was at the door to Mackenzie’s parent room peering inside. The door was mostly closed, but there was enough a gap for someone to see inside. Alex took another step forward, letting his eyes adjust to the dark. Dolores was standing at the crack at the door, facing towards him, peeking. She looked up and smiled, waving him over. Alex tip toed quietly over, curious. Colin and Mackenzie were going at it on the bed. Colin was behind her, thrusting deeply, rocking the bed. Mackenzie was clearly enjoying it, hands gripping the sheet for dear life and biting the pillow. Alex had never seen her nude before. She had a great body and seeing her plump breasts swing like pendulums was a huge turn on. His cock began to harden, pressing against his shorts. Dolores flashed him a wicked grin and pulled him away from the door.

She lead him to the kitchen, John’s snores a constant companion. She looked him dead in the eye with a lustful stare. There was no mistaking what she wanted. Alex was conflicted, looking from her to John and back, until she started rubbing the bulge pressing painfully against his shorts. He returned the look and planted a steamy kiss on her lips. She rubbed harder as they pressed into one another, desire mounting. She wasted no time. She undid the button on his shorts and yanked them and his boxers around his ankles. Alex’s senses were keen as a knife, worried that his friends at any moment might catch him. It made the moment pregnant with anticipation and excitement. His cock was hard as iron in Dolores hands. She rubbed up and down the length like an expert, never breaking eye contact. Alex’s heartbeat sped up and his breathing became shallow. He had never been so turned on in his life. He was going to fuck this girl for all she was worth. Dolores plunged her head down, taking the full length of him in one go. Her mouth felt fantastic and he had to stop himself from moaning. She began teasing him them, running her tongue down the underside of the shaft, playing with his balls, sucking just the tip, anything to try and get a rise out of him. Alex held back, making no noise, but it was hard. She knew how to drive a man wild and enjoyed it. He got control over his breathing, and pumped gently back in forth in time with her. She started rubbing his leg and ass with her free hand, keeping the other working on his shaft. Alex was in heaven. This was the best head he had ever gotten and he wanted it to last forever. He began to clench up, climax building inside of him. Dolores took noticed and winked at him. He smiled back, unprepared for what happened next.

Before he could react, she slid a finger straight into his ass. Alex gave a violent start, causing her to gag for a moment, but she didn’t stop. He tried to protest quietly, but she merely wormed her finger deeper into him, sending shivers up and down his spine. She wasn’t going to let him pull away, clearing enjoying his reaction. He was paralyzed, the shock and sensation kept him glued to the spot. It was almost too much to bear. Dolores incessant mouth and tongue coupled with her probing finger were too much. With her eyes locked on his, she pressed down on his prostate and Alex lost it. He came violently, rope after rope of hot spunk filling her mouth. She groaned loudly, swallowing each jet as fast as she could, with only a few dollops escaping. Alex held onto the counter for dear life as wave after wave of climax bore through him. He had never climaxed so intensely before and it left him light headed and shaking.

Dolores stood up, licking the last few drops off her fingers. She eyed him lustfully, the smell of his seed heavy in the air. He stared at her, transfixed, and a slow wolfish grin spread across his face. She returned it with a saucy lip bite and slid down her own shorts and panties. Her pussy was bare and wet. A thin line of her wetness stretched from her lips down to her panties. A small, metal ball sat on top of her clitoral hood; a piercing. Alex could already feel his desiring coming back to him seeing that little piercing stuck in such a lewd place. He ran his hand over her stomach down to her waiting slit. She almost moaned out lout when he began to toy with the piercing along with her clit. It was her turn to squirm. He ran his fingers in and out of her folds, drawing out each touch and making her come to him for more. She started massaging his member again, coaxing it awake. It didn’t take long.

Alex went fumbling through his shorts looking for his wallet. Dolores grabbed his hand a pulled him back up. She turned around and pressed her perky ass towards him, shaking it invitingly. The same sense of fear and excitement rushed through him. He had never done this. There she stood, looking over her shoulder at him a mixture of lust and wickedness. His cock was already pressed against her, waiting to slide in. He could feel the heat coming off of her, how slick she was. He couldn’t stand it any longer. He grabbed her hips and slid into her naked pussy, pressing in his full length. It was intoxicating. The heat and wetness wrapped around his cock was like a drug, and he wanted more. It had never felt this good. Dolores clamped down on him, squeezing his member, driving him crazy. He pumped in and out of her with abandon, lost to the sensation of her raw pussy. She clamped her mouth shut, trying to make no noise, as cries were lost in her throat. He could feel her juices coating his cock and the sight of her lips gripping him only spurned him further. He wrapped a hand in her hair and pulled back it back with authority. A pleased cry escaped Dolores before she could stop herself, and she started thrusting back against him. The sound of their skin, slapping into one another filled the room and the rush of excitement came back. He almost wished someone would come out and see. He hoped it would be Mackenzie with her gig plump tits, just so he could give her a show. Dolores’ breath was coming out quicker and she began banging into him with the same fervor. He was getting close, another orgasm building inside him. He began to clench, holding in his groans. Sweat beaded on the small of her back and he could feel how close she was. She half-turned, a wanton, pleading look on her face.

“Cum in me.”

Alex thrust deeply into her, harder than before. Dolores bit her lip, half from pain and half from pleasure. He rode the edge of his orgasm as long as he could, but soon couldn’t take the pressure. Hot cum gushed into her naked pussy. She let out a soundless cry as the near-stranger’s cum filled her insides. He body contorted and shook and he held her in place making sure to get each spurt inside of her. He shook himself, never having felt such carnal pleasure. A satisfied growl escaped his lips and he let go of her hair. She spun around, collapsing into him, and they stared there a long while, recovering from the ordeal.

The next morning, Alex woke up on the coach with John in the kitchen and Dolores gone. John was making breakfast looking sullen, and Alex was doing his absolute best to look nonchalant. He got up and helped his buddy cook and listened to him talk about how he lost another one and that he needed to change his game. Alex listened, now feeling a little guilty and gave him some advice. As Alex was getting ready to leave he went to smoke one last joint. In his pocket he found a note from Dolores. She was going to see him again, soon, and she put her number on his phone. The picture was of her topless, smoking a joint in the bathroom. Alex just stood there and grinned, realizing that she had smoked his last blunt.