Up In Smoke, Pt. 01

Then I saw her. Amber was in middle of the crowd facing me, and she saw me too. She glided over to me and as I raised the untouched balloon to offer it to her, she just reached up and took the other one out of my mouth, even though it was halfway empty already, and pinched the end shut. She leaned in towards me, put her hand on my shoulder and said into my ear, "I like this one better."

And into her mouth it went. I couldn't help but look as her lips tightened around the end as she sucked on it. I glanced up to her eyes and saw that she was watching me watch her, that evil little glitter ever-present in her eyes. I groaned as I lifted the other balloon to my own lips and took another puff. She turned around and slid back into my arms as we started dancing again, this time a little more sensuously, making sure neither of us knocked the balloons out of the other's mouth. My arm, not holding the balloon, snaked around her hips and I rested it on her belly, pulling her closer into me. We just danced like that for a while. When her balloon was empty, she simply reached back, took mine out of my hand and popped that one into her mouth as well.

Now that I had both hands free, I placed my other hand on her arm and moved it gently up to her shoulder. Then I reached for her long strands of hair and moved it all to the opposite side of her shoulders, revealing her bare neck to my gaze. She continued to sway her hips into my groin, still sucking on the balloon, so I thought I would take another shot. I leaned down and placed a soft kiss along the side of her neck. Her skin was soft and warm. I also tasted a hint of salty sweat she had earned with her wild dancing. As I kissed her neck again, she ever so subtlety leaned her head against her other shoulder, exposing even more of her neckline. I kissed again, this time a bit lower towards her shoulder. And then again right above her collarbone. I could have sworn I felt her moan. I think she liked it.

I felt her hand move back and tug at my pants. I took the hint and started grinding into the back of her as she push back into me. Oh what a glorious Hell this was.

But she broke away from me again, and took my hand and led me back to our booth. The security guard was still there and let us in. This time we were all by ourselves.

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DESIRE

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Amber walked in and spun around with her arms flying out, then gracefully swooped down to the couch, laying down with her arms held above her head. So beautiful. I stood in the doorway just watching her, but before I could join her, she looked up at me and purred, "Do you have any weed?"

I was about to disappoint her and say I didn't, but then I remembered the bag Cici had given me earlier. Cici's magic weed. Desire. Oh, hell yes! I took it out but then realized I didn't have any papers. Crap. I looked around and then saw the hookah. I looked up towards the ceiling in a silent prayer of thanks. There is a God! And I moved over to load it. I wasn't sure how much to use in a hookah, so I just kind of packed in the bowl and put the grate back over it. Then I realized that the coal was spent. Crap again. I looked down by the table for a moment, not really expecting to find anything, but then I saw a tin bucket under the table with burning coals inside and metal tongs hanging off the side. Things were coming up Ben tonight! I grabbed one of the coals with the tongs and placed it on top of the grate. Then handed the pipe to Amber.

She sat up, taking the long thin pipe in her tiny little hands and she placed the end in her mouth and started sucking, I heard the hookah start to bubble as smoke rose from the top. She took a long pull and held it before letting it go. She blew out the smoke and her eyes grew wide.

"Wow." she breathed out, her eyes staring off into the distance. She took another pull on the pipe, and after releasing the smoke she uttered again, more softly this time, "wow."

I sat down next to her and she passed the pipe to me. I laid back against the cushions, my legs touching hers. And took my first puff of Desire. 'Wow' indeed. I had earlier thought that it had smelled like sex, and now that I had tasted it, it tasted like sex too. Sweet and sugary, a touch of salt, and a whole lot of musk. We both just sat there for a moment taking it all in. I handed the pipe back to Amber and she took another hit. When she was done, she passed it back to me, but as I started to take my pull, she moved.

Her whole body curled around my arm, my hand falling into a warm pocket in between her legs, one of which she swung up and her knee settled on my lap applying the least bit of pressure. Her head came up onto my shoulder and nuzzled her way into my neck. There she sat, her head slowly nodding up and down on the skin of my throat, and her knee softly grinding against my dick. I shivered as I held in the smoke from my last pull and then let it out. I let the pipe slide out of my fingers and reach my arm across to the side of her face, cupping her under the ear. She leaned up and gently kissed my throat while I massaged hers with my hand. She leaned up again with more pressure to my groin and latched her mouth onto my neck and sucked. All that work she had spent on the balloons had really paid off, her mouth sucked harder than a vacuum. I tightened my fingers around the back of her neck holding her in place as she started to nibble down as well. I knew she was going to leave a mark, but who the fuck cared.

My other hand was still trapped down deep in the furnace between her legs. But I realized it wasn't just hot, it was soaking. She was soaking. Suddenly, I reached my breaking point. My hand at her neck tightened, and I pulled her head back away from mine with an audible pop. I held her head back, her face towards the sky, and I leaned down and kissed her for our very first time. Our lips met and I felt sparks fly in my head. Her arm came up and wrapped around the back of my neck and we just attacked each other. I felt her knee that had been massaging my dick slide up and around my thigh, and she moved up onto my lap, straddling me. My other arm, now free, reached around her back and slid under her dress. I latched onto her glorious, naked ass. I squeezed one cheek then the other as her hips started moving back and forth grinding her pussy down onto my dick, hard as a rock, but still trapped in my pants.

We were too busy to realize when we had company, until I felt the weight of the couch shift as someone sat down near us. We both broke apart our kiss and looked over at the same time.

There, elegantly perched on the edge of the cushion, sat Cici watching us with a pleased, little smile on her face. We heard some snickering and turned even further around to see Minh and Hong cuddled up together across from us, both smirking at our display. Fair is fair, I guess.

Amber swung off me, settling down closely on my side, one arm wrapping around mine again. With her other hand she tried to flatten out her skirt and brushed the hair out of her face, clearly frustrated. She wasn't the only one.

Cici bent down and picked up the pipe I had dropped to the floor. She raised it to her mouth and took a puff. She inhaled and exhaled, looked at us, and - muffled through the cloud of smoke still coming out of her mouth - she said, "I figured."

After another puff, she laid the pipe on the table and sat back against the back of the couch, her skirt rising up her legs as she did. Beaming at us, she asked "how do you like it?"

Amber just moaned her appreciation, her head settling back in my neck as she started nuzzling it again. I held her close.

Cici just laughed and it drew my attention back to her. Without an ounce of shyness left in her features, she lifted her legs up on the cushion and tucked them under her skirt. The action made her breasts bounce up and down, barely contained by the tight black corset she wore instead of a top. I was impressed that such a small piece of clothing could hold up those glorious mounds she carried. They were fucking large, practically mountains, yet still firm as displayed by the bounce they still possessed. Yet, I couldn't help it, my eyes fell back down to her legs, crossed under her skirt. The position she had put herself in, left the bottom of her skirt wide open to my view, and she knew it. I could see her panties from here, mesh green to match the tips of her hair.

"Like what you see?" She asked.

"You're beautiful." I murmured back as I nodded around Amber's head still tucked under my chin.

"I noticed you haven't been able to tear your eyes away from my legs all night." She purred, as her hands slid down her legs leading my gaze down like a leash and then back up as she lifted the rim of the plaid skirt giving me a better view of what was under.

"So, what do you think of my Desire."

"I love it." I said in a ghost of a whisper.

"Good." She sighed. "I made this batch just for you. Do you believe in magic yet?"

I couldn't really answer, so I just shrugged. I mean sure, my current situation was fucking fantastic, but a lot had happened tonight. I still had my doubts anything magical was taking place. More likely it was the tons of drugs, booze, and dancing.

Cici laughed again, this time more vibratory and musical, blending with the house music still playing out all round us. It sent shivers down my spine straight to my balls.

"Well, you will. What do you think got that tease to open up?" She motioned to Amber. "Any woman who smokes this batch with you will melt in your hands. It will make her wetter than a river and more sensitive than a bomb waiting to go off. Your voice will be music to her ears, leading her in any direction you desire. And when you finally cum, your seed will be more addictive than heroin and she will come crawling back time and time again."

A motion caught my eye, as across from me I saw Hong start to reach over to the table grasping for the pipe. But Cici was quicker. She picked up the pipe and unplugged it from the hookah, setting it down and looked at her friend, "No darling, not tonight. You have already found your magic man." She threw a quick wink at Minh, who smirked back at her and pulled Hong back into him.

"So have I." Amber said, finding her voice again, her head coming up out from my neck. I don't know how much she had heard of Cici's speech, or how much she had understood. But she looked up into my eyes and said, "I found my magic man too."

She rose up and our lips met again softly before breaking away as she settled back down. My lips followed hers down and I kissed her hungrily. Her hand reached over and grabbed my cock through my pants. She started rubbing it, making sure it was still hard. Her lips left mine again as she looked over at Cici.

"Do you want to see what your magic has done for him? She asked Cici before turning back down to the tent in my pants. Her hands both reached over and unhooked my belt and unzipped my fly. I managed to lift my butt up enough off the cushion for her to slip my pants and boxers off in one swift motion. And there I stood out in the open in middle of a busy night club, pre-cum glistening on the head.

"See, it made him wet too." Amber purred, looking up at the both of us one last time, that evil little glint back in her eye, before her head went down, mouth open, straight onto my cock. She took all eight inches in one swift, glorious motion. I felt her tongue curl around the under side of my shaft, forming a little slide that led me straight down her throat, causing me to groan loudly as I penetrated deep into her esophagus. Fuck! It was tight. She held her head down through sheer force of will as she worked muscles in her throat I didn't know existed, all the while her tongue started rubbing the edge of my ball sack. Eventually, she let out a cute little choking sound and came up for air.

Breathing a little heavily, and coughing once or twice, she composed herself, and looked up past me at Cici. "See, wet and delicious." She flashed a wide smile and went back down. This time not as deep, but she wanted to show me that she knew how to handle a cock. And did she ever! Her tongue did things I cant even explain, somehow at one point it wrapped around my dick and tighten up enough to give it a little massage as she bobbled her head up and down. She used just the right amount of teeth, not scraping, even though her head was moving around fast enough that I thought she might, but playfully gliding up and around where ever the angle of her head led her.

I couldn't look away, I just stared down at her as she went to work on my cock. I settled one of my hands in her hair, my fingers entwined in her silky strands and every time she pulled back up the shaft, I would apply some pressure helping her lift up as she would inhale and suck as her head came up, practically pulling my hips along for the ride. I think she liked me pulling her hair, cause every time I did, she moaned and her eyes looked up and locked on to mine. There was no fucking way I was going to last long with this treatment, not after the night I already had.

No sooner had I had that thought, than things got even more intense. A hand reach over to my chin and turned my head away from the show below me, to the show sitting to my left. Cici had slid right up on me as her hand reached for the zipper hidden in the valley between her breasts, and she slowly dragged it down to the bottom of the corset releasing her tits as they bounced free. Her face was inches away from mine. She took my unoccupied hand in hers and lifted it to one of her tits, urging me to feel. I willingly complied and my hand latch on to the firmest breast I have ever felt. At first I just cupped it from the bottom, lifting it and testing the weight, but then my hand slid up and my fingers found her nipple. I pinched it hard and as I did, Cici let out a growl and she pounced, our lips met and she kissed me with a ferocity I had never experienced before. Both of Cici's hands came up to the side of my face, and pushed my head back as she leaned above me and attacked me from above. Our tongues started dancing and her fingers wove through my hair. Partly because of her movement and party because I figured she would like it, my fingers twisted her nipple even harder, and if possible her attack intensified.

There I was sitting on a couch in the middle of a nightclub, barely hidden from those around us. The only thing hiding our modesty, or rather, lack of modesty, was a sheer curtain and the loud, rhythmic music beating away all around us. And I was being essentially consumed by two fucking sexy Asian women. I doubted I could hold on much longer, and I didn't want to just sit idle. But I only had one hand available to me at the moment, the one on top of Amber's head. So, I disentangled my fingers from her hair and slid them down to the clasp at the back of her neck holding her dress together. I unsnapped it and felt as the top of her dress fell off her shoulders, then my hand continued down, fingers spreading wide, massaging her bare back along her backbone, down to the groove between her firm ass cheeks, around the back and my middle finger slid in into her warm, wet snatch. I felt, more than heard her moan through my dick and her suction deepened. I felt her shiver and her ass began to shake. She couldn't be cumming already, could she? I had just started my work in her quim. Figuring, what the hell? As soon as I got my finger nice and wet, I slipped it out, trailed it along her taint, leaving a cold wet path right to her darkest star. I felt her stiffen around my cock as my finger drew a ring around the hole, and I slipped the tip of my wet middle finger right through her sphincter, and then drove it as far as I could deep into her ass.

You would have thought I shot her with a stun gun. At first her whole body tightened up and froze. Her mouth had frozen mid-suck, her tongue pressed firmly against the bottom of my shaft. Then she began to moan much louder around my dick, finally setting me off as I exploded in her mouth. Her ass started to shake, and the wave of vibration flowed down her legs forcing them to shake uncontrollably, causing her to fall back on her ankles pulling my finger out of her ass with a pop, followed my another sloppier pop as her mouth forcibly withdrew from my still erupting cock just in time for the last jet to shoot across her face. Cici stopped her own assault as we both turned to watch the show as Amber, face splattered with my cum, slowly fell back on the couch, the top of her dress sliding to the side, finally exposing her pert little tits to the air as she collapsed on her back, panting heavily as her body continued to shake with minor after shocks of her orgasm.

"Fuck, I think you killed her." Cici said with a hungry look in her eyes, "You want to try me next?"

Maybe the weed was actually magic, or maybe I was just so fucking horny, but yea, I think I could be up for Round Two pretty quickly. There was just something I had to do first, something I had wanted to do all night long. I looked Cici in the eyes, gave her my most devious smile and nodded.

Now small aside, as I glanced over to the other couch, where my buddy was balls deep in the small little runner, passionately pounding away, I thought back to a conversation we had had a few months prior while talking about girls. While Minh enjoyed a good blow job as much as the next guy, he was flummoxed as to why a guy would go down on a girl. He saw no point to it, and at least according to him, "Vietnamese men don't do that." It had caused a minor heated debate between us, which had to be done mostly in whispers because we were sitting at a pretty busy cafe at the time, and who knew who was listening. I was just as shocked in return at his denials because there is nothing in this world I love doing more than a good olde-fashioned Muff-Dive.

So back to the story at hand, as I looked Cici in the eyes and nodded, I gently pushed her shoulders down forcing her onto her back. She laid back, her knees up in the air, and her tits each flattened out and spread to the side, I started to slowly move my fingers up her wondrous legs starting at her ankles and dragged my fingernails gently up her leg along the bone. She was wearing those black knee-highs, but I knew she could feel my touch, because I saw her start to shiver. When I reached the summit formed by her knees, I traced my fingers back down her leg, following the same path I had taken up. When I reached her ankles again, I started my trek back up but this time I firmly grasped her legs with my hands in a massage maneuver I had learn from my Ex. Firmly moving any stress or tightness she might have had in her legs up in a motion like I was moving water up her leg. This time when I reached the top of her knees, I took hold of them, each in a hand, and gently spread her legs open like I was opening my favorite book, looking for the secret within.

I don't think Cici realized what I had meant to do up to this point. If Minh was right, I'm not sure if Cici had ever been eaten out. What a shame, if that was true. But I think she started to guess what I was up to, when instead of my hands going down her legs, this time I leaned my head down and softly planted a kiss on her knee. Then I began to make my way down deeper towards her center, my lips and tongue leaving a trail down the inside of her thighs. I could already catch a hint of her sweetness wafting out of her pussy and could see the glint of wetness soaking through those green mesh panties. She tried to close her legs again when I got close, maybe out of reflex, or maybe a bit of that shyness was coming back, but my arms were already inside her legs and my body wouldn't allow her to close up shop on me. I stopped and looked up into eyes, silently asking permission to continue. She had her head raised up and was watching me. She shyly bit her lip, but her head fell back down, and her legs relaxed once more. She was still wearing that plaid skirt that fit her so well, so I dove my head under the skirt and disappeared from her view.