Running into someone on the way home

Mark was stoned. He wasn’t sure how long he was actually there for but he was currently in his own world at the moment. The thought of what he had just passed up had not sunk in yet.

The college grounds were bizarrely quiet for a Saturday Night. Considering so many were away for the football match, it did make some sense. Mark passed by a few people here and there but for the most part, he was alone.

The chill of the cold night air didn’t seem to be having too much of an effect on him.

Mark found himself slouching himself down on a metal bench seat on the side of the footpath. Looking up at the night sky, he felt as if he could fall asleep there and then. He may have even done so if it wasn’t for someone appearing next to him, waking him up from his half nap.

“Hey there sleepy head.”

The female voice woke him up from his daze. His eyes twitched as he saw Cassidy standing inches away from the bench. She had on a black jacket, holding a small handbag that was draping down from her right hand. Behind her, there were a couple of girls who looked as if they didn’t want to be waiting around here.

Cassidy knew that too, she told her friends that she would catch up with them tomorrow and that she would stay with Mark. Once they left, she took a seat next to Mark who was still in his own little world.

“What are you doing out here by yourself?” she asked him.

Before he had any time to reply, Cassidy copped a whiff of the earthly smell of weed that he was reeling of. “What the hell, clearly know what you’ve been up to tonight.”

“I just need to go to bed...” he mumbled.

“Well I can help you get there and maybe even give you a little surprise on the way,” she then replied, running her fingertips against the material of his jeans.

Mark knew why she was being all flirtatious again. Matt was out working again in preparation for saving up money for a European trip with his girlfriend. He promised not to tell her anything even though she currently thinks that Matt is cheating on her.

Cassidy stood up and grabbed his hand to pull him up.

They both got up, Cassidy leading him around the corner of one of the buildings where they guaranteed to have some privacy. She held his hand, dragging him along. Pushing her to the brick wall, their were tall bushes each side of them to block their view from anyone else sneaking around out at night:

Cassidy was busy making out with Mark’s neck. He could feel it being pinched with her lips, even feeling some teeth. Clearly wanting to leave a hickey or two.

While multitasking, Cassidy fiddled with the buckle of Mark’s jeans before being able to lower them down his legs.

If he wasn’t as stoned as he was, Mark would have tried to stop her, already feeling guilty for the last time. However, he was so out of it that he allowed the brunette to fish out his cock from his pants.

His dick was still soft.

Cassidy played around with it, jerking it back and fourth as she continued to kiss his neck.

“You alright down here?” she eventually asked, wondering why he hadn’t gotten hard yet. Mark let his head lean back and hit against the wall as Cassidy suddenly dropped to her knees to try sucking it back to life.

The sloppy soft dick flopped around in Cassidy’s warm mouth. She started slurping at it, letting the foreskin slide back and fourth the head of his cock. She looked up at him, her big green eyes eyeing him off.

It was no use, he just couldn’t get it up. She bobbed her head on him as fast as she could, making his dick very wet.

“I can’t do it Cassidy, I can’t...” he mumbled again.

She took her mouth off his cock for a second and started jerking it again, her hand wanking him off again, sliding in and out of it so easily now that it was completely soaked. “Is it me? You can’t get it up for me?” she asked.

“No, no, no... It’s the marijuana, I just can’t get hard right now at all. I just need to sleep.”

Cassidy frustratedly dropped his dick from her hand. She half understood but was not exactly happy to not let out her sexual frustration on Mark tonight.

She allowed him to pull up his pants again before she helped him back to East Hall for bed.