Hey, y'all. It has been forever since my last story. Life has gotten busy. Who would have thought 24 hours in a day would still seem like it was less.
Anyways, a recent experience of mine made me write this story. It is divided into 2 Chapters all describing a single night on ecstasy in explicit detail.
WARNING: Drug Use. Mature Content. Strong Language.
And as always, this story is fictional and not based on any real-life character. Also, I don't own anything.
She wore the red sexy lace lingerie under her outfit, so when he took her clothes off, he would get a view he will remember. With each step she took, she could feel the fabric rub against her sensitive and eager skin. Now all she has to do was wait for him and the perfect way to kill time was right in front of her. She was already very high but then again she choose to listen to her inner devil.
A couple of hits before he came home, won't do much harm right?
I'm coming up. Get ready. Her phone lit up with a text just as she cleared the ecstasy from the glass pipe. After those 12 hits of the crystal, she couldn't possibly be more ready.
The door's open. She replied back instantly, her thoughts clouded with lust.
She craved his fingers, his touch, his flesh against her bare skin. The door creaked as it was opened, followed by the bolt of the door being locked. She didn't have to move her eyes away from her laptop screen, to know it was Percy.
He just stood there watching Annabeth in a loose white tee, bright red bra strip showing over her shoulder and black shorts that barely reached past her buttcheeks. He often wondered if she even knew of the effects she had on men. She seemed to be unaware of her good looks and her bewitching curves.
The three months apart felt like forever and he knew he wanted to make her remember the night till the next time he saw her again. He slowly sat on the bed, right behind her, barely touching her but at the same making sure she could feel his breath.
He could tell she was very high on ecstasy; she seemed breathless and excited, almost like she was seconds away from jumping him. He wanted just that; to kiss her against the wall; to pull apart the shirt and shorts; to feel her warmth right then.
But today was different. Today, his girl was on the love drug. He could feel her being submissive and considering how rare it was, he make up his mind to make sure she would remember this trip for a long time to come. Knowing she would be thinking of him and him alone despite whoever she was with turned him on.
'I'm tryna watch something here,' she whispered in a low voice.
He could feel her arousal already as he caressed his fingers along the red strap on her shoulder till the nape of her neck
'I know. Are you sure you wanna keep watching that? Isn't there something else you'd rather do love?' She stuttered, breathing in deeply, putting in efforts to hide her arousal.
'N-no. You can watch this with me or you can tell me about your week if y-you like.'
She pressed her lips together as he started to trace his fingers around her neck. She could feel herself get warmer and warmer with the slightest graze of his fingertips against her skin.
'My week was great as always. But you had a stressful week didn't you love? Isn't that why I'm here? To relieve you of your stress.' His lips were hovering over her neck by the end of the sentence.
He lightly brushed the hair from behind her neck and leaned down to lightly brush kisses across Annabeth's neck. She let out a deep moan, burning with the pleasure that ran through her body. She reached behind herself, taking Percy's hands and placing them on the hem of her shirt.
Taking the hint, Percy slowly lifted the shirt up, making sure he ran his fingers up her sides, making Annabeth moan lightly. He felt himself grow harder as he shifted back to admire the sight in front of him. Red lace against her perfect tits, almost like it had been painted on her. He could see her smooth pussy glisten through the small piece of lace. Thin strings were all that was keeping the lace in place.
She could feel the warmth between her legs as she got wetter with each passing second. She couldn't tell if it was the chemical in her system or the warm tickle of his breath against her skin; all she knew is she wanted his touch. No, needed. His fingers on her. His mouth on hers. His bare chest against hers. Anything but this. He was teasing her to desperation. But Percy knew that.
She was always the one with more control. From being on top to guiding him instead of letting him have his way with her. But tonight, he could feel her being receptive. He hasn't ever seen her this high before nor this turned on. She was never the one to let him tease and play with her. It only seemed fair he take advantage of the drug floating in her system. Today was the day he would have his way with her and show her once and for all that he was no inexperienced teenager.
'Play something for us won't you baby? And make it loud.' She gasped as he roughly pulled her onto his lap.
She could feel his erection twitch against her cheeks. She turned around to kiss him only to have him move away.
'You wanna kiss me? Show me how bad you wanna kiss me, baby.' He was dominant.
She felt a stab of excitement, this was a side of him she didn't get to see. But she wasn't gonna let him have it that easy. She pushed toward him to steal that kiss anyway.
'You aren't gonna listen to me unless I show you I really am in charge, are you?' he smirked and held her hands behind her back as he leaned in towards her lips till he was mere centimetres apart.
'Now tell me, baby. What's the magic word to use when you want something?'
'Pl-please kiss me Percy' She whispered feeling her cheeks burn brighter.
'I can't hear you, love. You've got to be louder.'
He was making her beg for it, and surprisingly she was okay with it.
'Baby please kiss me. I wanna feel you please kis-.' Percy crashed his lips into hers before she could finish the sentence. He could feel how passionate and eager she was through her lips. He grabbed her hair with one hand and held both of her hands behind her with another.
'To-touch me, Percy. Please fucking touch me already.' she exclaimed.
He moved his hand lower to touch her bare skin. The instant he felt her smooth warm skin under his hand, a shiver ran through his spine and more blood rushed to his groin. He pressed his now fully erect dick against her without breaking the kiss. He slipped his hand even lower under her, roughly cupping her bare ass cheek.
'Percy, please,' she moaned into his mouth, struggling to get him to touch her.
Of course, her feeble attempts were no match for his strength. Still, he knew that Annabeth was far from a weak helpless little girl, she should've been putting up more of a fight for dominance. His eyes glazed over with lust, knowing she was willing to submit to him.
'Baby... please touch me,' she breathed into his mouth, again.
He pulled away from the kiss, watching her face as he squeezed her ass harder, slipping his index finger between her cheeks. He traced along her pussy and around her puckered hole. She moaned with pleasure and turned, moulding her body against his as she kissed him passionately.
This time, it was his turn to be surprised, as his fingers reached her smoothly shaved lips and he discovered that she was dripping wet pussy. He let out a moan he didn't know he was holding. He was loving this, watching her so breathless and eager for his touch.
'Okay baby now be a good girl and turn around.' He leaned against the wall and pulled her onto his lap.
She was now laying with her back to him and legs sprawled across his. She could feel how hard he was against her cheeks. Within seconds she started grinding against him to get him to touch her aching clit.
'I didn't say you could rub against me, did I?' He growled against her ear, as soon as a desperate moan escaped her lips.
He placed her hands behind her back and ran his hands over her curves, cupping her perfect tits and brushing against her thighs. He pushed her legs apart, spreading her to expose her pussy. She quivered as he ran his fingers across her wet lips covered by the red lace, making sure to tease her clit.
His fingers rubbed against her, alternating between the clit and teasing at the entrance, earning a whine each time he moved away from her clit. His other hand firmly held her nipple between his fingers. The lace rubbed roughly against her skin with each twist and pull.
'Baby finger me...please,' she gasped, knowing the please would make him comply.
'I just wanted to admire the lace, love. You want me to take it off?' He whispered, fingers lingering on the strings that held the lace in place. 'I want you to beg for it, baby."
'Percy, please..please touch me,' She felt herself burn red as she said the words, barely audible through the sound of her heavy breathing.
Hope you enjoyed the read. As mentioned, the final chapter is on the way. Stay tuned ;)