Three Stoner Chix - Blue Dream

Alyson giggled and said, "Take your fucking pick."

Yep. She's wasted. Didn't even get pissed off at the subtle little lesbian reference I snuck in there. "I don't know, Alyson. Could be fun."

"You know what would be fun?"

"Tell me, baby," Amy said.

"Dancing with you."

"You want to dance?" Amy said.

"Mmm-huh," Alyson mumbled as she nodded her head up and down.

"With me?"

"Yes I do," Alyson said. As she stood and tried to steady herself, she felt her left ankle turn over and she had to grab the bar stool to keep from falling.

Amy moved in, catching her in her arms, causing Alyson to immediately hug her and without thinking, kiss the top of her head. Amy looked up and smiled. "Tell you what, sweetie. I'll dance with you, but you've got to take off those pumps first."

Alyson giggled as she kicked off her red three-inch pumps and said, "You're too fucking short for me to be in heels anyway."

CHAPTER 8

Tanner sat naked on the sofa, his legs open, moaning as Dana Lee kneeled in front of him sucking his cock. She had a wide mouth and was easily able to open it far enough that she could fold her lips over her teeth and move her mouth up and down over the entire length of the cock lathering the under side with her tongue. She enjoyed the little moans and gasps that escaped his lips and loved hearing him say, "Oh god, baby. You suck dick so fucking good. So fucking good."

She was glad that there hadn't been much blood, otherwise they might have made a mess of Amy's couch. But her pussy still stung a bit, so she was happy to spend a good long time on Tanner's cock, to give her pussy a little time to recover before she let him fuck her again, and she was definitely gonna let him fuck her again.

Tanner moaned louder as he gripped handfuls of blonde hair and began controlling the up and down movements of her head. Forcefully sliding his cock in and out of her mouth like it was a well-used pussy. Moaning. Gasping. Finally grunting and not even bothering to tell her he was cumming as he began to shoot into her mouth. She swallowed the first burst, but was still unused to the taste of his cum and could not keep herself from gagging as his load blasted the back of her throat. At the gag, his cock popped out of her mouth and he plastered her face with blast after blast of cum. Painting her until it looked as if she had gobs of glue dripping from her face and stuck in her long, silky, blonde hair. And all the while, she giggled like a little girl.

CHAPTER 9

Alyson held Amy into her as they swayed in time to the music. Damn. She has a hot little body. Her hands slid down Amy's back until she was cupping Amy's ass cheeks, pulling her even closer into her. Fuck. Her ass is so fucking firm. So tight. I got so wet today when I was rubbing that sunblock into her ass. Into her thighs. Slipped my thumb into her bikini and rubbed her pussy. Damn. I got so wet I almost came just from touching her.

Amy rested her head between Alyson's boobs. Giggling as Alyson cupped her ass. Moaning softly because her touch felt so fucking nice. Oh man. This is not a good idea. I got nothing against a little lesbian fling with her. Actually, I'd love to take her home and spend the rest of the night letting her suck my pussy. But, she is so fucking head over heels in love with Dana Lee. This is such a bad, bad idea. But, damn. She feels so fucking good.

Amy leaned her head away from Alyson's boobs and as she looked up, Alyson's lips were meeting hers. Amy's lips parted on reflex and allowed Alyson's tongue to enter her mouth. Oh shit. This bitch can fucking kiss.

Alyson sighed as she felt Amy leaning away from her bosom. When she looked down into the little blonde's deep blue eyes, she couldn't have stopped herself from kissing her even if she'd wanted to. And she definitely didn't want to stop herself. When their lips met and Amy allowed her to slowly, teasingly slip the tip of her tongue into her mouth, Alyson moaned. Oh shit. This fucking bitch can kiss.

All eyes were on them as they alternated sucking each other's top lip, then bottom lip, dancingly touched tips of their tongues together. Then melting into a full blown French kiss. Tongues dueling, wrestling, submitting and meshing.

CHAPTER 10

Fresh from the shower, Tanner's cum washed out of her hair, Dana Lee sat naked on the floor in front of the sofa, cell phone in her hand. Tanner plopped down on the sofa and as he finished rubbing his towel through his hair, he said, "Who you calling?"

"Pizza Hut, sweetie. But they've got me on hold."

"Cool," he said. "Get pepperoni."

"Yeah, yeah," she said. "I know you love pepperoni."

He felt his dick begin to stir. She saw it rising as she waited for the operator and rolled her eyes. Dumb as a box of rocks, but his dick never quits. She giggled. Has his uses.

His dick was fully erect now as he looked at her sitting cross legged on the floor in front of him, loving the way her tiny little champagne glass titties were so firm and her nipples stood straight out, stretched to their full length. He traced the inside of her calf with his toe. His toe continued up her thigh as he said, "Suck my dick."

She giggled. Silly motherfucker. I'm ready to fuck again, but all he wants is another blowjob. Well, I am pretty good at them.

He playful ran his toe through her blonde triangle of pubic hair and said, "Come on. Suck my dick while you wait."

She giggled again. I can't believe I'm going to do this. She switched the phone to her left hand and softly grasped his dick with her right hand, slowly stroking up and down its length. Then she leaned forward and took the head into her mouth and kissed and licked the tip of his cock before sliding her lips over it and down it until the cock was halfway in her mouth. She slowly sucked it. Enjoying it like it was a Popsicle. The Pizza Hut switchboard operator's voice came back over the phone asking Dana Lee, "This is Pizza Hut. Will it be carry out or delivery?"

Dana Lee eased Tanner's cock out of her mouth and continued to stroke it with her right hand as she said, "Delivery."

Tanner moaned softly, enjoying Dana Lee's delicate grip. "What would you like?"

"Two large," she said. Still slowly stroking his cock. "One with pepperoni, and the other a Meatlovers."

"What kind of crust?"

"Hand tossed," Dana Lee answered.

"Will this be cash, check, or charge?"

"Charge."

"Mastercard, Visa, or American Express?" The operator asked as Dana Lee had returned to sucking Tanner's cock.

She gave it one more slow suck before removing it from her mouth and saying, "Visa."

"I need your card number and expiration date."

"Hand me my card, sweetie," Dana Lee said to Tanner as she pointed to it lying next to her purse by the arm of the sofa. As he reached for the card, she returned to sucking his dick. When he'd grasped the card and handed it to her, she let his dick slip out of her mouth again and read the numbers off to the operator. Then she sucked his dick as the operator read the numbers back to her. With his dick still in her mouth, she mumbled consent to the operator when she asked if the numbers were correct.

"What's the expiration date?"

Dana released her flesh-flavored lollypop and said, "February 2013." Then she immediately began sucking some more.

"Can you hold while we wait for the card to clear?"

When she released his dick this time to say that she could hold, Tanner took her hand and helped her stand up. Then he pulled her to him so that she could sit on his legs, her feet resting on the sofa, one on each side of him. Her pussy only inches from his cock as he pulled her to him and greedily began to suck first one and then the other of her nipples. He released the second nipple and said, "Sit on my cock."

She smiled impishly and raised herself up until the slippery slit of her pussy was directly over his fully erect penis. As she let the tip part her lips and slide the head into her tight cunt for the second time of her life, he gasped and said, "Do you want to get another rubber out of your purse?"

She shook her head as she sank down and said, "No. Fuck me without one."

"You sure?"

"Yeah," she said as she grimaced and bit her bottom lip. "Oh yeah. That's it. I wanted to feel you bare. Oh fuck yeah. Amy's right. It is better this way." Then she slowly began to raise up and down on his cock. After two or three minutes of that, the operator came back on line.

"Ma'am. I'm sorry, but your card doesn't seem to be working. Is it possible we have one of the numbers wrong?"

"Maybe," Dana Lee gasped.

After a pause as Dana Lee continued to ride up and down on Tanner's cock, the operator finally said, "Can you give me the number again?"

Trying not to pant, Dana Lee said, "Yeah. Hang on."

Dana raised up and down on Tanner's cock three more times before looking at the card again, bit her bottom lip one more time, and tried to focus on the number. "Ma'am," the operator asked. "Are you okay?"

"Oh yeah," Dana Lee sighed. She raised up and lowered herself twice more before stopping fully impaled on Tanner's cock. "Here's the numbers again."

After Dana Lee read the numbers again, the operator repeated them back to her and said, "The third number is six and it seems I keyed in the number seven by mistake. Just one moment while I run the card again."

As soon as the operator put her back on hold, Dana Lee started rapidly raising up and down on Tanner's cock. Oh god, Tanner thought. I'm going to cum if she keeps this up. Fuck. I can't hold back much longer.

Dana Lee switched the phone to speaker and tossed it on to the sofa and only raised faster and faster. Oh fuck. His cock feels so fucking good inside me. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.

"OH FUCK. OH FUCK. OH FUCK," she screamed as she was on the verge of orgasm.

"Ma'am. Ma'am," the operator said. "Are you okay, Ma'am?"

"OH GOD FUCKING YES. OH GOD. OH GOD. OH GOD FUCKING YESSSSSSSSSS!"

"Alright, Ma'am," the operator said as she tried to remain professional and not laugh out loud. "Your pizzas will be there in 30 to 40 minutes."

As soon as the call disconnected, Tanner flipped Dana Lee around and said, "Let me look at your ass while I fuck you."

She immediately dug her knees into the sofa on either side of him and supported herself by placing her hands on the floor in front of her as if she were planking. Then she rode up and down grinding his cock into her pussy as if she were possessed by it. "Slow down, baby," he tried to tell her. "I'm going to cum."

"Then cum," she said between gritted teeth as her second wave of orgasm began to hit.

She continued to piston up and down on his cock. Knowing he could no longer suppress his cum, he once more warned her that he was going to cum. When she merely grunted and kept grinding her pussy on his cock, he asked, "Can... I... cum....cum... inside you?"

"Yes," she hissed. "I don't care. Just cum. Just cum. Just fucking cum. Yes. Yess. Yesss. YESSSSSSSSSSSS!"

At that, he began shooting his third load of the night into the vice like walls of her pussy. She felt him grunt once, twice and finally a third time as he released his load. Then she collapsed in exhaustion, rolled onto her back, and gasped. Reaching toward her purse, she merely said, "Cigarette."

"Huh," he said. Equally exhausted.

Feeling his semen leaking out of her, she continued to extend her hand to her purse and said between gasps, "Purse. Cigarettes in purse. Give me a fucking cigarette, sweetie." Dumbass.

CHAPTER 11

Alyson leaned against the wall next to the back door to Jack Sparrow's, delicately balanced and eyes completely glazed. She'd stepped out there with Amy so they could smoke their last joint. Upon lighting it, they'd been passing it back and forth. Amy held it to Alyson's lips now and let the gorgeous redhead take the last drag. Then Alyson leaned forward, almost falling but catching herself just before she did. As she found her balance, she awkwardly kissed Amy on the lips and blew smoke into her little blonde friend's mouth. They leaned together, lips locked, passing the smoke back and forth, until both began to cough. And giggle. And laugh. And finally laugh so hard that when Alyson began to fall to the ground, Amy was unable to hold her up and fell to the ground with her. As they lay in the trash that overflowed from the building's dumpster, they laughed and laughed and laughed. They continued to laugh until Alyson's emerald eyes locked with Amy's deep ocean blue eyes. And they kissed. Slowly at first. Softly. Deeply. Then with more and more passion as the kiss continued, until finally they simultaneously pulled apart, gasping for breath.

Alyson held Amy to her and said, "I want to fuck you, Amy."

Amy placed a soft slow kiss on Alyson's lips and said, "No you don't, baby. You want to fuck Dana Lee."

Alyson shook her head vigorously and slurred, "No I don't. No. I. Don't. She's fucking Tanner. She loves cock. I love pussy. I. Don't. Want. Her."

Amy kissed Alyson a little slower and a little longer. Then she broke the kiss and stood up. She pulled Alyson to her feet and helped her friend begin to walk back into the bar and said, "Let's get your shoes and both our purses and get you home."

Alyson leaned heavily against Amy as they walked inside and made their way to their stools. As they stopped for Amy to collect their things, Alyson said, "Let's get another drink."

"Noooooo," Amy said. "No more drinking tonight. We're taking you home."

"So we can fuck?"

Amy giggled and said, "Yeah sure. So your mom can catch us and call the lesbo police."

CHAPTER 12

Dana Lee was again on her knees sucking Tanner's dick with everything that she had. It just wouldn't get hard. Finally, in frustration, she pushed herself away as she stood and said, "Fuck. That's all I can do, Tanner. My jaw is going numb."

"Come on, baby," Tanner said. "Just give it a chance. I'll get hard again in a little bit."

"A little bit," she said as she rolled her eyes and lit cigarette. "I've been sucking your dick for 20 minutes."

"It hasn't been that long."

She blew smoke in his direction, but saw the embarrassed look in his dumb eyes. She smiled and said, "I'm just fucking with you, sweetie. Don't worry about it. We have hours to get you hard again." Fuck... I thought 18-year-olds were supposed to stay hard all night. I wish the dumb bastard had a little more staying power... fuck... a lot more staying power.

The doorbell sounded and she remembered the pizza she'd ordered and started looking around for her tee shirt and jeans. She found the tee shirt and her panties, but she couldn't find the jeans. "Fuck. Where are my jeans?"

"Answer the door naked," Tanner said with a smirk.

He truly is the dumbest motherfucker in the state of Florida. "Tanner. Help me find my fucking jeans."

"I dare you."

Dana Lee looked at him crossly. "Who told you?"

"Who told me what?"

"That I can't refuse a dare?"

He laughed, assuming she was joking.

"I'm not joking, dumbass. Now I have to answer the door naked! Fuck. It better not be someone from Silver Lake High."

As she walked toward the door, he realized she wasn't joking. "Well, in that case, I dare you to suck the pizza guy's cock!"

She turned to him, her hand on the doorknob. "Sorry, pervo. Only one dare per person per lifetime, and you already made yours." She turned and flung the door wide open, cigarette in one hand and Corona in the other, and saw a boy standing at the top of the stairway in his Pizza Hut uniform holding two boxes of pizza in his right hand, and a surprised expression exploding on his familiar face.

Shit! He is from Silver Lake! She considered slamming the door shut, but it was too late. She was committed. So she took a long, cool drag from her cigarette and tried to pretend that she wasn't as embarrassed as shit. What's his name? Jimmy something or other. He's one of the janitor's sons. Fuck! He was in our French class in ninth grade. Oh fuck. Wait until Amy and Alyson hear about this! She grinned and said, "Bonsoir, Pizza boy."

Just before the door opened, Jimmy Snyder had been waiting impatiently, eager to hand over the pizzas as quickly as possible. It was almost his last delivery and he couldn't wait to get off so he could drive down Phillips Highway, near the Emerson Inn, and see if Julie Hanoker was working tonight. Julie was his favorite. She was so fresh and pretty for a crack whore. All he had to do was buy her a couple of rocks and she'd take him to room 223 and do anything he wanted. And she was so pretty. Bobbie Richardson was his next favorite. The black transvestite could do things for him that left him spent for hours after they finished. Yeah. If I don't see Julie, I hope I see Bobbie.

Then the door flung open and there stood Dana Lee Pruitt, wearing nothing but a smirk. Oh my god. It's Dana Lee. He'd had a crush on her since the ninth grade, and now he could hardly believe his eyes. Her naked body was more beautiful than he'd ever imagined. Long, slender elegant neck. Silky blonde hair falling over her shoulders. Tan skin, with pale, untanned triangles around her pert, perky little tits. Holy shit! Look at those nipples. Oh my god! I'd do anything to suck those nipples. Taut, tight abs. Total six-pack. Long, slender, oh-so-firm arms and legs. Beautiful trimmed triangle of curly blonde pubic hair covering her untanned pussy. And that ass. The ultimate ass. The best ass in Silver Lake high. Better than Alyson Ferrie's even.

He didn't say a word when she said 'bonsoir', which was 'good evening' in French, no doubt a reference to the French class they'd taken together. He just stared at her beautiful face as she sucked the last long drag from her cigarette. Those lips. Those beautiful, thick, full lips on that lovely wide mouth. She flicked the butt of her cigarette past him down the stairway and said, "You want my credit card, Jimmy?"

"Huh," he said, still dumbfounded.

"My credit card," she said. "Don't you have to get an imprint of it?"

"Oh," he said, hypnotized by her beauty. "No. They ran it when you gave them your numbers."

She took a drink of her Corona as she accepted the pizzas from him and said, "Okay. Hang on then. I'll get you a tip."

She turned and his jaw fell even wider as he got a look at the ass he'd before only best seen in her volleyball shorts. Oh my god! Look at the gap between her legs. It must be two inches wide. Did she shake her ass at me? She did. She shook her ass as she walked away from me. It had to be on purpose.

She sat her beer and the pizza boxes down on the counter, winked at a grinning Tanner, and grabbed a few ones out of her purse. She didn't bother counting, just pulled a hand full to give him. She turned back to him and stepped into the doorway to hand him the ones. His eyes were so transfixed on the length of her pink nipples that when she handed him the bills, he failed to fully grasp them and they fell to the floor when she released them. Oh shit! I'm an idiot!

She giggled. As soon as she'd realized that Jimmy was more embarrassed than she was, she'd relaxed completely. She smiled at him, reached out and stroked his cheek and jaw line with the back of her index finger, and said, "Don't sweat it, sweetie. I'll get them for you."

Jimmy about had a heart attack. Oh my god. She touched me. She fucking touched me.