It Gets Heavy and Very Deep

1. The Winner Is

There is The Giraffe the 6-foot bong. It is about two inches wide. The bottom a big ball that has water. There is also ice filled about 1/3 of the way up. She says "ice". He says "It will cool the smoke down as you take the hit. It is 6 foot or more of smoke. I don't want to burn your lungs out after we just fixed them.” She picks up a cigarette and he look at her strangely. She says "What?", He says, "You sure you want to do that before the contest...?" She looks at him and smiles and says, "Habit" as she puts it down. He tells her the rules. They have to pull the smoke to the top, so the bong is completely filled. Put their hand over it let out all of your air and suck with all your life. I will at some point release the carb. The smoke will hit you hard, but it will be cool. You have to hold it for a count of 5 before you release it. If you fail, you have to do another one." She shakes her head in semi disbelief. "Ok". He takes the first one and hilariously coughs it up immediately...She laughs knowing he has to take a extra one. But she also realizes if it made him cough, she could be in trouble. She looks at him with an I am waiting look. He says, “Hang on let me get a drink.” He takes a sip of water and clears his throat. He pulls and brings the smoke up. Puts his hand over it and takes a deep breath and exhales and pulls the smoke into his lungs. He holds it for 5 seconds and releases it. He smiles. “Keep smiling, I am already 1 up on you.” She says

"Ready?" he asks, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"You made me ready." she replies, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and nerves.

He lights the first hit, a thick cloud of smoke billowing upwards. She approaches the bong, feeling the chill of the ice against her hand. As she places her mouth over the mouthpiece and begins to pull, the smoke to the top of the 6-foot bong. She stops and takes a big breath and exhales all of her air and fills her lungs, cold and crisp. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before a major contrast to the warmth of the 3-foot bong. Again, she thinks to other things she could do smoking this bong.

Alex's hand moves to the carb, and with a flick of his thumb, the smoke rushes into her lungs.

She almost jumps back the sensation is so strong and shocking. But all of her experience with smoking and **** smoking and **** smoking has prepared her. She takes the hit and stares at him. The count gets to 5. And instead, so blowing it all out in a rush like he did. She stares right into his eyes an exhales slowly like a volcano. The heat in him is uncontrollable. She has planned this out. She knows he won't be able to resist sucking the smoke out her lungs. She is right. He does. Technically making it is 3 bongs hit to her one. And it is his turn....

As she finishes her release, she shows a little sign of weakness and starts to cough and **** a little. He smiles. She composes herself and says in an aggressive tone. "What are you waiting for, your cheating, take the damn bong hit." He laughs, so does she, he says, "Ok ok, I am going. As he takes this bong hit, he realizes he is already pretty high and may be in trouble. However, he takes the bong rip and looks her in the eye and on the count of 5 slowly releases his smoke. She laughs at herself; she can't resist either and she sucks the smoke out of his lungs. The kiss for a few min and he stops and says. "Hey, wait a min, it's your turn you cheat, take your bong hit.". She starts laughing historically and says, "it took you long enough and I got your dick hard at the same time." They both start laughing and laugh for a few seconds and he says. "You're doing it again you are delaying... cheater!" She says ok and takes the bong. She tries to bring up the smoke but keeps braking out in laughter. Which of course makes him do the same. He says, "I am going to call a forfeit.". She straightens up and says, "The hell you will" She leans down brings the smoke up to the top. Takes a deep breath and lets it out and starts to pull. She pulls for 10 seconds, he is about to release the carb, and she pushes his hand away and shakes her head a little. She keeps pulling at 20 seconds she hits him. He releases the carb. His mind is blown at the amount of smoke she took. There is no way she will be able to hold it. Her shoulders are back her chest is out; her head is slightly down. Her eyes are glazed over but she looks up as she shudders a little holding the smoke. Stares him in the eyes as the count gets to 5 and she releases the smoke. She tries to release it slowly but can't and starts to cough it out. And that hurts like hell. He starts to laugh, and she slaps his leg as she continues to cough. She says, "Hey want a cigarette?" and laughs, she hits him harder on the leg. "ow". She finally catch's her breath and says water. He hands her a glass. And she looks at him and says. "I am good, what they hell are you waiting for, hit the giraffe"

He stops and shakes his head. He is pretty fucked up. He brings the smoke to the top, takes a big breath and inhales the smoke. He shudders and chokes as he attempts to hold it in, 1, 2, 3 and it all comes rushing out. She laughs at him historically and says "No rest for you, take your bong hit that wasn't even close to 5 seconds.” He looks at her with pleading eyes. She says, "You can give up now and I own you next week." That statement worries him; he likes to be in control. He looks at her and picks up the bong and brings the smoke to the top again. He takes a big breath and inhales. She counts to 10 and releases the carb. It hits him like a hammer; he can't hold it. It explodes out his mouth as he coughs. He is so high, he looks at her. She takes the bong. and packs it again. She has him light it as she brings the smoke up just staring at him. she is high, but the fact that she is winning and has control is high of its own. She knows she could take 10 more is she had too. She looks at him and knows, he is done. She has the smoke to the top and she takes a big breath and lets it all out. She pulls the smoke up into her lungs for 10 seconds and he releases the carb. She sucks it in deep as she stares at him. He sits there with a goofy look on his face 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. She leans over and forces her mouth onto his and forces the smoke into his lungs. He stands up heads to the pool and falls in the deep end. bubbles of smoke come up from the water as he sinks. She starts laughing as he comes to the surface and swims to the side. They are both very fucked up. She lights a cigarette and gets in the shallow end. He comes up to her and she pushes her ass out towards him. He needs on more encouragement he enters her from behind as she takes a big drag. Then start to move together but they are both extremely high and get out of rhythm. Which makes them both start laughing. She says, "Alex take your shorts off and sit up on the side of the pool and let me take care of you." He says, "You are the winner, I am your next week and if you want me now, I am yours to take."

He does as she says, his cock standing proud as he sits on the edge of the pool. She looks over to him, her eyes hooded with desire. Taking a deep drag from her cigarette, she leans in and takes him into her mouth, forcing the smoke over his cock. He groans, his hands gripping the side of the pool as she works her magic.

Her cheeks hollow with the effort, she takes him deep, holding the smoke in her mouth before releasing it in a plume that wraps around them. She takes another drag, the nicotine buzz adding to the high from the pot, and repeats the process, her head bobbing up and down in a rhythmic dance of pleasure. Alex's eyes roll back in his head, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fights to hold back his orgasm.

Alice feels a thrill run through her, a mix of power and pleasure. She loves the way he responds to her, the way his body tenses and relaxes with each puff of smoke. She takes another drag, her eyes never leaving his as she brings her mouth back to his cock. This time, she doesn't hold back, letting the smoke fill her lungs before exhaling through her nose in a sinuous stream that envelops them both.

The sensation is too much for Alex to bear. He grabs the back of her head, pushing her down until she's deep throating him, his hips bucking against her face. The smoke and the asphyxiation mingle, creating a heady rush that makes her wetter. She feels his climax building, the muscles in his thighs tightening as he fights for control. And then, with a final gasp, he lets go, filling her mouth with his release. She swallows, the taste of him mingling with the harshness of the smoke.

They sit there, panting and dizzy from the rush of endorphins and nicotine. Alice looks up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I think I'm going to enjoy having you at my mercy," she says, her voice thick with lust.

Alex laughs, the sound echoing through the night air. "You always have been, Alice," he says, pulling her into his arms. "You always will be."

Their laughter fades into the distance as they sink into the cool water of the pool, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating in time with the stars above them. The future is theirs to explore, a canvas of pleasure and pain, of love and desire, of life and the ever-present reminder of the noose that no longer holds them captive.

Alice pulls away from Alex, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "What's next?" she asks, her voice a siren's call to the unknown.

"Breakfast," he replies, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "You've earned it after that performance."

They make their way to the table by the pool, the butler has brough out the food, their movements languid and lazy from the pot. Alice's stomach growls at the sight of the spread before her: pastries piled high, sausages sizzling on the stove, and eggs cooked to perfection. Her mouth waters, and she knows that the coming hours will be filled with indulgence and exploration.

Alex grabs the giraffe bong from the poolside table and refills it with the last of the potent pot. "One more hit," he says, his voice filled with the promise of the adventure to come. "It'll make the food taste even better."

Alice nods eagerly, her eyes never leaving the food. She takes the bong from him, her grip firm despite the tremble in her hand. They sit on the edge of the pool, their feet dangling in the water, as they share the hit. The smoke fills their lungs, and with it comes a hunger that could only be satiated by the feast before them.

They go back to the table

As they eat, Alice's eyes light up with each bite, savoring the flavors that dance on her tongue. The crackling of the sausages, the flaky pastry, and the richness of the eggs are a symphony of textures and tastes she's never experienced. Alex watches her, his gaze filled with pride and something deeper, something that scares and excites him all at once.

With their bellies full and their minds still buzzing from the pot, Alex leads her to the bedroom He brings out the smaller bong and they both take a couple hits. She lights a cigarette puts it in her mouth and pushes him down on the bed and straddles him. It doesn't take him long to come to attention. She takes deep drags and holds them as she rocks back and forth on him. Staring at his eyes. As she starts to get closer to her orgasm, she lights another VS 120 menthol off her old one. She puts the old one out and takes a triple pump opening her mouth to show him the smoke as the already inhales smoke jets out of her nose. She inhales it deep and starts to pump him hard and fast. She holds the smoke, letting it burn. The more it burns the harder she fucks him. He is in paradise and can't take his eyes off her smoke show.

Her eyes glazed with pleasure, Alice leans back, her breasts bouncing with each punishing thrust. She takes the cigarette from her mouth and puts it to Alex's, her eyes never leaving his. He inhales, the smoke mixing with the pot, creating a heady cocktail of sensation that threatens to overwhelm him. Her checks hollow as she starts to take a drag, but instead of pulling it directly into her mouth she takes it directly into her lungs. It burns so much more this way but it brings the orgasm on.

Her orgasm is like a tidal wave, crashing over her with the **** of a thousand suns. She releases the smoke in a slow, torturous stream, her eyes squeezed shut as she rides the peak of pleasure. Alex feels her pussy clench around him, her nails digging into his skin, and he can't hold back any longer. He erupts within her, the **** of his climax matching the intensity of her own.

As the last of the smoke leaves her lungs, Alice collapses onto Alex, her body trembling with the aftershocks of ecstasy. He wraps his arms around her, holding her tight, their hearts beating in a frantic rhythm against each other. They stay like that for a moment, lost in the haze of their shared high, their connection stronger than ever.

The go to sleep it is 11 am. they have a busy night ahead.

They wake up around 3 pm. Take a swim and a shower and have a light supper.

He takes her into the living room and the sit on the floor in front of weird contraption, a glass vase with tubes sticking out of it and place on top to put stuff into. She says; "what is it?" It is called a hookah and for this it will be easier to smoke. He takes out a large bag that is mixed with white rocks and brown chunks. She knows what it is. It is the crack and heroin mixture she wanted. He looks at her and hands her a cigarette and lights it. She takes a moderate drag and inhales with a shy girl look, letting the smoke roll out of her mouth and nose. She knows he loves it. He does and he kisses her. He says to her, "We need to be serious for a second. This mixture can be dangerous; it can kill you if done to fast or too much. As can any of the major **** we do. But not like this. This combination will have your body fighting to relax on a cloud while you are running a marathon. If at any time you feel scared about what you are feeling tell me. No hesitation. We slow down or we stop. We have all weekend. I am not going to **** you to smoke this like we do the meth.” “However, if you feel you need a big hit of something, the small bong is right there loaded with some good pot. You have water and beside you and we have soda in the cooler right here. We have the view of the Lake; there is no one here but you and me.” “All the help have been sent home. We can start here and go anywhere. We can fuck all over the house all outside the house, in the pool, by the pool.” “This is your stage we are here tonight strictly for your pleasure.” “You have no obligation to me to make me come. If you want me to fuck you, I will. If you want me to make love to you I will. If you want me lick you to orgasm and use a vibrator on you. I will. I am here for your pleasure and your security.” “If something happens and you have any issues, we have medicine right her to fix the issue immediately. So don't be afraid, I will protect you most of all." She looks at him and says,” I would much rather your priority be my orgasms.” She smiles and then says, "I am going to use you tonight." I can feel it already." she takes a powerful yet sexy drag off her cigarette and snaps a ball of smoke deep in her.

He takes a deep breath and starts to pack the hookah. As he does, Alice watches with a mix of excitement and apprehension, her cigarette dangling from her lips. She can see the anticipation in Alex's eyes as he carefully prepares the mixture, a blend of crack and heroin that promises an unparalleled high. The room feels warm, the air thick with the sweet scent of their desire.

Finally, the hookah is ready. Alex lights it, and the coals begin to glow. He takes a deep hit, his eyes closing in pleasure as he holds the smoke in his lungs. He then passes the mouthpiece to Alice, his gaze never leaving hers.

Their eyes lock as he exhales, the smoke swirling around them like a living thing. "Now, Alice," he says, his voice a low rumble. "You can take your time with this. Remember, we're here for your pleasure. What would you like to do first?" Smoke coming out of his mouth as he talks.

Alice's pulse races as she thinks about the possibilities. "I want to start off with the vibrator," she says, her voice a sultry whisper. "Once I get used to the feeling of the smoke and the high, I think I'll want to sit on your dick, facing you, while you hold the vibrator on my clit."

Alex's eyes widen in excitement, his cock already growing hard at the thought. He nods, setting the hookah aside for the moment. He reaches into a drawer and pulls out the vibrator, handing it to her with a grin. "Take all the time you need," he says, his voice filled with encouragement.

With trembling hands, Alice takes the vibrator and turns it on. The buzz fills the air, a tangible reminder of the pleasure that awaits. she takes a hit from the hookah, she feels the **** kick in immediately, sending waves of euphoria through her body. She has the smooth heroin feeling but she is wide awake and not tired, this is amazing. She leans back, holding the vibrator to her clit. He lights her a cigarette and puts it in her mouth. She smokes it absentmindedly feeling the feelings.

As she gets used to the feeling, she reaches down and hands him the vibrator, she takes the mouthpiece and takes another long hit, deep inside of her. Everything is exploding, she moves over top of him and impales herself on him. As she slides down, she looks at him pure lust and opens her mouth and releases the smoke faster and faster the further down her cunt goes on his dick. He is in heaven. He has never seen something so provocative in his life. The feeling she has is amazing. She looks at him and says. " You are in so much trouble", I am going to ride you all night long. How are you going to keep it up? " She laughs. He says, "I have medicine for that which I already took. You will be able to use me all night long and all day tomorrow and tomorrow night if necessary. This is for you." She takes a drag off her cigarette and snap inhales and forces herself down on him forcing her smoke into his lungs. She starts to ride him faster and harder. The crack and heroin mixing in a delicious way. She smokes taking deep inhales, it feels good. There isn't that familiar burn, but the full feeling is there. She feels she could just breath smoke. Of course, it is the numbing properties of the **** as well as the pleasure properties of the ****. Those thoughts go flying out of her head. She fucks him. It isn't making love it is pure animal fucking. She looks at him and she says, "You are mine Alex, now and forever." She puts another cigarette in her mouth and puts the other out. She lights it and gives him a drag and tells him to hold it. He does and she starts to fuck him. She puts the cigarette back in the mouth and puts her hands around his throat and squeezes, making him hold the smoke. He smiles enjoying it, but the truth is she isn't strong enough to **** him. She looks at him and says, I am close Alex, he looks at her as she releases him and he lets out the smoke. He says, “You are doing good, you can take another hit." That makes her to move in a sliding direction on his dick, rubbing her clit against him. She picks up the mouthpiece and starts to take in the smoke. As her lungs start to fill up, she starts to move faster. He takes the cigarette from her hand and takes a large double pump while watching this. She is taking a large inhale of crack and heroin watching him smoke. As they both release their smoke they watch each other, She starts to have an end of the world orgasm. The difference is she is in control she can move exactly the way she wants, and she does, moving in all directions on his dick. He is in heaven he takes another drag and puts the cigarette in her mouth. She smokes with passion as she starts to explode all over him. She starts to shout and scream and moan.

Her hips begin to move faster, her breathing more ragged. She can feel the orgasm building, the pressure tightening in her belly. "I want one more," she pants, her eyes locked on his. "And then, I want you to hold it for me."

Alex nods, his own breathing quickening. He watches as she takes the final hit, her cheeks hollowing out as she takes the smoke directly into her lungs. The crack and heroin and excellent aphrodisiac. She takes it deep and holds it for a few second as the orgasm rolls on. It is amazing it is a constant roll of an orgasm that the heroin provides but then there are explosive moments the crack provides. the orgasm goes on. She then leans over and forces her mouth on to his and forces the smoke into his lungs, she puts the cigarette back in her mouth and puts her hands around his throat and squeezes with everything she has. His dick gets even harder. She fucks it harder. she tries to **** him to hold the heroin and crack smoke. She is latterly bouncing up and down on him. he is coming up to meet her. The smoke in his lungs filling him. she takes a drag of her cigarette and leans down puts her mouth over his and releases his neck the smoke gets **** down into her lungs with the cigarette smoke. It is enough to make the orgasm, explode to new heights. She holds the smoke. She grabs his hands and puts them around her throat. He is taken back, but he gets it, and he squeezes in that place. Gentle enough where it doesn't hurt but she can't release the smoke. She bounces up and slams herself hard into him. She grunts and fights, but she doesn't bring her hands up. The asphyxia and smoking burning her from the inside out. She finally pulls away; smoke comes out of her as she screams for 15 seconds and collapses on him. He smiles and rolls her over and continues to fuck her. She looks up totally exhausted. He says, "My medicine is good". She says, "That feels good, can I just lay here while you fuck me?" He says "This is your weekend." She says "Light me a cigarette ****."

She lays back taking a long luxurious drag off her cigarette and does a beautiful snap inhale. He loves it and starts to push a little harder, rocking back and forth. she is just a bag of jelly she is floating on the heroin/crack high. The feeling of his slow rhythm is hypnotizing to her. She takes another big drag, snaps it in and takes another and snaps that in holding the smoke from the first one. She opens her eye and stars at him as she pulls it way down into her lungs. She grabs his hands and puts them on her throat and says "gently." He is in heaven. He has pressure on her neck, but she can still breath. She looks at him and says like that as the smoke comes out as she talks. She takes another double pump snapping both back into her lungs deep. He starts moving faster. She starts mooning, holding the smoke in her lungs. She says "faster." He obliges. She lets out the smoke and immediately takes another long double pump without taking air. She says, "A little Tighter" He squeezes her neck a little tighter. Now it is a little harder for her to breath. The smoke comes slipping out her nose and mouth. She looks at him and he sees what she is asking for in her eyes. He smiles and hands her the hookah tube. He releases his grasp, and she exhales the smoke. Instead of taking a breath she immediately inhales the Heroin/crack smoke. And grabs his hands places them on her neck and says make me come hard. He is surprised but he obliges.

He starts to squeeze gently in that place, she can't exhale and goes into convulsions as he starts to pound her. She looks into his eyes, her eyes wide her mouth partially open. And she drops the cigarette and grabs his neck and squeezes with everything she has. This makes him pound her harder and harder she is shaking and about to pass out. It hits her, her back comes off the bed, she uses his neck for leverage to come up. Her mouth is wide open in a gasp that can't get any air. She starts slamming herself into his dick, he releases her neck, and she screams as the smoke escapes her lips. "More!". Against his better judgement he hands her the tube, and she inhales with everything she has. As she is slamming her cunt into his dick. She can't hold the smoke; she pushes her face into his and forces it down into his lungs. It hits him, he hasn't had much today. And he explodes and joins in her screams of ecstasy as the rock back and forth as the orgasm subside. She is very Shakey and can't stop.

He himself feels blasted. He says, let's go out to the pool. She says, "I am not sure I can walk". He pucks her up, the sudden rush of being lifted like that freaks her out for a second. Then she realizes he picked her up like she was nothing. I mean she knows she isn't fat, but it was like him picking up a loaf of bread. She wonders what other secrets he is keeping from her.

The **** causing a little paranoia. He carries her into the pool, and they move to the side. He gets out and grabs her cigarettes and a joint. She looks at him and says, I am not sure I can handle the joint. He says no problem. He will smoke it while she is smoking her cigarette. She asks him for a soda. He brings her one. She drinks it fast, not realizing what carbonation will do to her. She sets the soda down and lights a cigarette. As she inhales the smoke, it happens. The carbonation burp hits her. It is loud and smoke comes out with it. Alex is staring, it is a sight to see, and he starts laughing. Alice is so embarrassed, she has never burped like that before. The caffeine and the burp seem to have perked her up a bit. She looks at him and says. "Can you get the hookah and bring it out here also bring out the long changing mirror". He smiles; he likes how she thinks. " I want you to fuck me in the pool while I smoke. I want you to take me from behind and I want your hands all over me and I want you to watch me in the mirror. As we fuck. .

He does her bidding and brings her what she demands.

The water of the pool shimmered under the soft glow of the setting sun, creating a serene backdrop for their promiscuous escapade. Alice, still reeling from the potent cocktail of **** and lust, watched as Alex carried the hookah outside. He set it up on the side of the pool, the smoke curling in the humid air. She took another drag from her cigarette, her eyes never leaving the reflection in the large mirror he had brought.

Alex climbed into the water, his cock already standing at attention. He took the cigarette from her trembling fingers and placed it between his lips, taking a drag before handing it back to her. She took a deep inhale, the smoke mingling with the sweet scent of the crack and heroin. He positioned himself behind her, the cool water kissing their heated skin as he entered her again.

Their movements were slow and deliberate, their bodies moving in a mesmerizing dance. Alice watched her reflection, the way her breasts bobbed with every thrust, the way her mouth formed an 'O' around the cigarette. It was a sight that was both alien and erotic to her. The high made everything feel more intense, more real. She felt alive in a way she never had before.

As they moved together, she takes another hit from the hookah, the smoke billowing out of her mouth and nose. Alex watched her in the mirror; his own eyes glazed with desire. He reached around, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, his fingers dancing over her clit. The sensations were too much, and she felt another orgasm building deep within her.

With the cigarette still clenched between her teeth, the smoke escaping from her mouth as she whispered, "Fuck me harder, Alex. I need to feel you." He complied, his thrusts becoming more powerful, the water splashing around them. She watched in the mirror as he took her, his muscles tensing, his eyes never leaving hers.

The climax hit her like a bolt of lightning, her body convulsing around him. She screamed into the air, the sound echoing through the deserted mansion. Alex held hips tight, feeling her orgasm pulse around him, his own approaching. She takes another hit from the Hookah, takes it deep and turns her head back so he can reach her lips, and she blows the smoke into him. The immediate high, makes him explode as he grunts and fights to get it all out. He does as the smoke escapes his mouth.

They collapsed into the water, their bodies entangled, their breathing ragged. Alice looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of awe and love. "You're mine," she murmured, She jumps on him and kisses him as the go under the water. As they come back up.

Alex picks her up out of the water and kisses her, "And you are mine," he whispered back. "Now and forever."

She looks at him and says, lets a watch a movie. "Show me something that I have never imagined" then we go back into the bedroom. What I want to do is separate the smoke. I want to smoke the heroin while we fuck.” “Then hit the crack as we come. “He looks at her and says. "You are getting worse than me" She says "I am what you have made me". He says "And i love it." He then thinks about the movie.

Alex's mind raced with the challenge of finding the perfect film to blow Alice's 16th-century mind. Something that would showcase the grandeur of the future, something she could never have dreamed of in her wildest imaginings. He settled on an epic space opera, a cinematic masterpiece from the 1970s, filled with explosions, alien creatures, and daring escapades across the galaxy. He knew it would be the ultimate adventure for her.

As they settled into the plush leather seats of the home theater, Alice's eyes grew wide with wonder. The walls transformed into a vast cosmic expanse, stars twinkling and planets spinning. The sound was so realistic she felt like she was floating among the stars herself.

The film began, and Alice was immediately transported to a world of futuristic adventure. It starts." In A Galaxy Far Far Away". Her eyes darted from one corner of the screen to the other, trying to take in every detail of the space battles and intergalactic romance. She unconsciously smokes her cigarette as she watch's.

Their bodies tensed in anticipation, the screen flashing with lights as the space battle reached its crescendo. She is in awe. "She asks do we have things like this in this time." He looks at her and says some. “We fly in space. Not at the speed of light.” “ But they are working on that.” “Intergalactic travel will be possible soon, I guess." "We have ships that take people on trips to some of the planets in our solar system. Those trips usually take several weeks. They are like cruise ships in space.". She looks at him, quizzically and says, "What is a cruise ship." He laughs and explains it to her. She says "I think I would like this cruise ship, but I don't want to go into this space thing." He laughs and says ok. I will schedule a cruise for us.

She smiles and kisses him. Takes the last drag of her cigarette and says as she releases the smoke. "Get your butt up ****, take this stuff into the bedroom, you have some orgasms you must give me.

The heroin had made her pliant and willing, the crack had made her insatiable. Alex slid into her, her cries of pleasure drowning out the sound of the movie's soundtrack. She looked at him, her eyes wild with desire, and whispered, "I am yours." He hands her the hose and tells her the heroin is in the hookah, and he brings the 3-foot bong and says the crack is in here.

She smiles and looks at him and takes the hookah and inhales to her toes the heroin smoke.

He starts to enter her and starts pumping her in a slow rhythm. It rolls with the smooth high of the heroin. She lights a cigarette and takes a big drag, she brings the hookah hose up to her mouth and as she inhales the cigarette smoke, she takes a big hit of the heroin. Alex watches this and it stirs something in him.

Their movements grew more frantic, their hearts beating in sync. They were lost in a world of their own making, a world of pleasure and pain, of love and obsession.

She holds the smoke, smiling at him, her face getting a little pinker as she holds. She puts her arms around his neck and comes up and forces the smoke into his lungs. He is in heaven. She starts to moan an and shake. She releases the smoke and picks up the bong. He grabs the lighter and heats the bowl. the crack starts to smolder. He is rocking her. She sits partially up as she feels the orgasm starting to roll with the heroin high. She puts her mouth on the bong and starts to pull the smoke up. Alex holds his position, deep in her. Her lungs start to expand, she can feel it coming, she pushes herself into him as she fills her lungs. She falls back on the bed and starts slamming her hips into him. Driving him deeper in her as she holds the crack smoke. She looks at him wide eyes, a smile comes to her face and then she opens her mouth and starts to moan louder and louder as the smoke rolls out. this site drives him crazy. That and her pussy is clinching and pumping around his dick like a vice. Her moan becomes a scream as she has an earth-shattering orgasm, causing him to explode as well.

He falls to the side of her. She is hyperventilating trying to catch her breath. He is breathing heavy. He asks her if she is ok. She says, "I am not sure, my heart feels like it is going to explode. I think my pussy already has.” He laughs and looks at her pussy and says. "Nope, thank god, it's still there." She laughs. She says , “I am shaking so bad, I need to come down from this crack high. He holds her and says. Let's smoke some pot, before we do any more heavy stuff. Let's get your heart rate down and relax. You still have a whole night and day to go. She looks at him and says." I may have bitten off more than I can chew." He says, we haven't eaten in 13 hrs. Maybe we should do that. How about I cook us up some Chicken parmesan. She says " Ok, what is it". " He says, "You will love it" She goes and sits in the hot tub and smokes a joint and few cigarettes. He cooks. Finally, he comes out and tells her to come to the table by the pool. She gets out of the hot tub, a little wobbly. She giggles a little. “I am fucked up.” He comes over and helps her, dry's her off and takes her to the table.

The sit at the pool side take he brings out the chicken parmesan, some spaghetti, garlic bread and some red wine. She tries the chicken and, says "Wow this is amazing, it reminds me of the piazza we had." He laughs and says "Pizza. it is similar in that it is an Italian dish with tomato sauce and cheese. But we bread the chicken and then cook it" “You know one of the things I like best?” She looks at him and says, “What?” He says “Watching you eat, almost everything is new and it is fun watching your expressions.” “Speaking of which, do you miss any of the food you used to have?” “We can always try cooking it?” She looks at him and laughs. “No, It was bland and dirty.” He laughs. They enjoy their meal, and they go and lay down on the pool recliners in their bathing suits. It is 3 pm. He wakes her up at 430 pm. She looks at him, he asks her how she feels: She says better but a little tired.

He says you want me to wake you up. She looks at him, thinking, A hit of crack would be nice. She says, "Yes please". He bends down and picks her up. She thinks he is taking her into the bedroom. But he goes towards the pool. She starts to struggle and says, "No, no, don't you dare.". He looks at her and jumps in the deep end with her. She comes to the top and starts slapping him on the back as he tries to get away laughing. She can't swim as well as he can, so he gets away from her and gets out. She comes to the side. He lowers his hand she smacks it away. He laughs and lowers his hand again to help her out. She grabs his wrist with one hand and pulls herself up a little and then grabs her elbow and pushes off the wall pulling him back into the water. She gets out while he swims to the side. He laughs and says. "I think I learned something about you." "you have a little vengeance streak". She looks at him as she dry's off. She lights a cigarette, inhales and as the smoke comes out she says. "Meet me in the bedroom. Things just got real" She has an evil grin that turns into a smirk as she walks away. He knows he will pay for throwing her in the pool.

In the bedroom, Alice had set the scene. Pillows were arranged artfully on the bed, and the scent of jasmine filled the air from the candles she had lit. She was waiting for him, her naked body a canvas of anticipation. The crack pipe lay on the bedside table, the crystals gleaming in the soft light.

"You're going to sit here," she instructed, patting the spot behind her. "And you're going to watch me get high while I ride you."

Alex couldn't help but feel a thrill at her assertiveness, his cock twitching at the thought of what was to come. He took his place as ordered, his eyes never leaving her body as she straddled him. The crack pipe was already in her mouth, the flame from the lighter dancing in her eyes as she took a deep hit.

The smoke billowed out of her mouth in a seductive plume, her breasts rising and falling with every breath. She began to move her hips in a slow, deliberate rhythm, her eyes never leaving his. He could feel the warmth of her breath on his chest, the tickle of her hair against his neck. Her movements grew more erratic as the high took hold, her cries of pleasure punctuating the air with every hit of crack she took. He watched, his own desire building, the challenge of not climaxing making him ache.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his chest. "I'm going to come," she murmured, her voice husky with lust. "And when I do, you're going to watch me do it again." He nodded, his grip tightening on the bed sheets as she worked herself to another peak. The sight of her, lost in the throes of pleasure, was almost too much to bear. But he held on, his eyes never leaving hers.

The crack had made her skin hypersensitive, and every touch sent shivers down her spine. She took another hit, her hips grinding against him. He could feel her getting wetter, her pussy clenching around his cock. She was so close, so fucking close. And then it happened. She threw her head back, her orgasm ripping through her like a tempest. Alex watched, his own body on the edge of release, his eyes locked on hers in the mirror. But he didn't come. Not yet.

With a wicked smile, Alice straddled him again, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Ready?" she asked, this time holding the hookah to her lips, she inhales a large hit of heroin He nodded, bracing himself for the next wave of pleasure. As she smoked, he felt her tighten around him, her muscles contracting in a delicious rhythm. He could feel himself getting closer, the tension building until it was almost unbearable. But then she stops, pulling away just as he was about to reach the edge. "Not yet, you don't get to come" she said, her voice laced with a hint of amusement.

He looks at her and lets out a frustrated sigh. "I think you lied to me. You really are a witch." She laughs as she sways back and forth from the high. She is wide awake and is no rolling on the heroin high. She looks at him and says. "This is the way to do it, crack first, then heroin. The feeling is so much better than heroin first or mixing them at the same time." "I love this feeling:". "****, light me a cigarette." He does she takes it and takes a long drag, snaps the smoke back as she looks into his eyes. His eyes looking at her lips. She slides on to his cock again as the smoke comes out". She grabs a hold of him and rolls to her back and brings him on top of her. "She takes a drag of the cigarette and inhales slow and deep. She says. "don't forget you don't get to come." He looks at her with disappointment but starts to fuck her as she smokes. She picks up the crack pipe and takes a small hit to get her going again. As he starts to move fast on her. She looks at him and says, "Slow down, I want this nice and smooth. " He looks at her, and thinks, this is going to be ****. He does as she says. She smokes slowly inhaling deep. Making sure he is watching her. She looks at him and says, I am starting to come.

The game went on for hours, Alice pushing him to the brink and pulling back, her own body writhing with the high. They explored every inch of each other, the crack acting as a catalyst for their desires. Finally, when she was sure he couldn't take anymore, she handed him the pipe. "Now," she said, her voice a command. "You can come." Alex took a deep hit, the smoke filling his lungs as he exploded inside her. She screamed, her body convulsing around him as she climbed to another peak. They came together; their bodies entwined in a dance of pleasure and power.

As the last of the crack burned away, they lay there, spent and sated. Alice looked at him, her eyes glazed over with the aftermath of the high. "You're mine now," she murmured, a hint of possessiveness in her voice. Alex chuckled, his breath still ragged. "I think I knew that the moment I pulled you from that noose."

They lay there for a while, the candles flickering and the sound of their mingled breaths the only noise in the room. Then Alice sat up, her eyes focusing on the cigarette that had burned down to the filter. She took a deep breath, savoring the faint scent of tobacco that still lingered in the air. He looks at her and says, "what is your desire, master?"

She says it is 11 pm at night I have a whole night and day to **** you.