Teenagers

"Aright let me help you up, be careful now..."

As I hook my arm around her waist and put her arm over my shoulder I can't help but marvel at how tall she is. Sometimes I truly forget that she is nearly a foot taller than me. She stands and I press against her to hold her up, I find my face wedged against her side boob, which isn't the worst place in the world to be. I shutter as I appreciate the fact she didn't wear a bra tonight. How the hell do these beauties stay so perky at their size? And even more confounding how did her blouse not burst from the pressure of trying to contain such untamed forces of nature?

I can tell she is only putting a little of her weight on me, I could definitely hold more, but surly not all of it. As we walk to my door slowly I smirk, as we pass my dresser I casually throw my hand in and grab something, I don't think she even notices.

"Sheesh Doug your room is so empty!" She yells a little to loud.

I shrug as I reach for the door "I don't like clutter, it makes me... Anxious..."

She gives a simple "Huh."

We slowly make our way down the stairs and almost out the door before hearing a girl give a loud girlish giggle and say something in Japanese. I hear no response from my mother, only more giggles from both girls. I roll my eyes as we walk out the front door and close it behind us. The night air feels so cool and I can see steam still rising from the street, I think I hear an owl way far off as it continues it's hunt. We walk through my side yard and get to the little three foot wall that separates our lawns. Selena speaks in an excited joyous tone.

"Ah! It feels wonderful out here! Can we sit for a minute so I can get some fresh air before going to bed?"

Huh, she really is trying to buy my mom a good amount of time to seal the deal, she is a good friend. I clear my throat as I prepare my most casual yet confident voice, I'm curious how she will take this.

"Well actually I have something better than fresh air if you are so inclined."

I pull out a tightly rolled joint and a lighter, the look of shock on her face is priceless.

"Douglas!" She says exasperated.

I shrug as I light the joint "Hey your most likely not gonna remember any of this anyway right? So why not just have a few puffs, eat a sandwich, and sleep like a baby?"

Selena does the cutest thing, I actively have to stop myself from laughing. After I finish my pitch she crinkles her nose and scrunches up her face, then she looks in my eyes and see's me observing her and quickly softens, then bites her lip and looks around feverishly like a cop might be hiding behind a bush to get her, then closes her eyes.

"Don't tell your mother..."

I grin "Of course... Hell I'm not gonna tell you if you don't remember tomorrow, sober Selena is a snitch..."

She looks genuinely offended "Hey I am not... I just... I just enjoy rules and order that's all..."

I give her a look that is easy to decode.

"Hey! I'm serious! I've kept secrets for you before..."

I hand her the joint "Well add this to the list I guess, and seriously be sure to hit it lightly this stuff is strong."

Unlike most people she actually takes the advice and only takes two small little puffs, she still coughs but not as bad as she would have. She gives a loud sigh as she leans against the wall and stretches a little. While her eyes are closed I shamelessly stare at her chest, the way her breasts move as she stretches is mesmerizing.

"Ohhh Dougggg" she says with a sigh.

"Ohhh whattttt" I say mocking her tone.

She gives a half smile "Nothing..."

I hand her the joint "here take one more and let's get inside."

She takes it casually now like it's something she always does, she takes a long drag and hands it back, to my surprise she blows little smoke rings out as she exhales. I smile as I put out the joint and throw it in my pocket. I again put my arm around her to help support her balance, thought this time I cling a little lower, my hand is squarely on her cushy hip now. It feels so damn good in my hand, her hips sway dramatically as we walk giving me an excuse to let my hand "accidentally" brush against her ass every now and again.

As we get to the back door of her house she gives a frustrated "Fuck..."

"What's wrong?"

She gives a huff "I forgot my keys at your place."

I shrug "I'll bring them back over after I'm done helping you... Until then let's just use the spare key."

I pick up the little grey rock under the bush next to the door, like always the slightly rusted key is still there.

"Oh wow I forgot all about that key..."

The door leads into her garage, its fairly empty aside from a fridge, a washer, and a dryer. I walk her through the dark room to the door that leads to the kitchen. As she goes up the steps I cant help but gaze at her ass. Damnit it man what is your deal!?! Have you completely forgotten what she did to you earlier today? The things she said to you... The tastes she stained into your tongue... What she made you drink....

"Hey uh... I sort of owe you for the green, how about a drink?"

I'm pleasantly surprised "Oh now serving **** to a teenager? That weed has sent you down a dark path missy..."

She smirks "Hey you said when me and Lisa go out together we become teenagers, maybe you were right about that..."

I nod "Fair enough, pour me something good young lady."

She uses the counter as support as she gets down two glasses and what appears to be a very expensive bottle of whiskey. She accidentally pours one glass way to deep, but instead of just pouring some of it into another glass she just pours another equally deep drink so it looks like she did it on purpose. After she finishes she hands me a glass and raises her own to toast.

"To ending a long night right!"

*Clink*

I drink far to deeply from my glass, I don't know why though, I'm just nervous I guess. As the whiskey burns it's way down to my stomach I repress the urge to gag, thankfully I'm successful. I might be a champion smoker, but I'm definitely an amateur drinker.

"So is your wife or Gabbie home?" I ask as though I'm just trying to make small talk.

She takes another sip "Ahhh well my wife is probably asleep at her desk, in her office... Downtown. As for my daughter she is sleeping in her room, don't worry about being quiet though she sleeps with headphones in, you could fire a cannon and she wouldn't wake up."

I nod "Oh yea? Huh..."

I can feel an odd tension in the air, wether it's good or bad is still up for debate. Regardless I take an even deeper sip of my drink than the last one. I can already feel the warmth through my whole body.

"This is good stuff, could you pour me a little more?"

She downs the rest of her glass like a champ, I do the same. We gaze at each other for a second before I raise my glass up and hand it to her, she gently takes it and glides past me to the bottle sitting literally right behind my back. I keep my feet planted as she gets to the counter. I'm only inches from her right side, it's so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I gather every once of courage I contain and reach out.

I lightly grip her side right in the nook between her hip and waist. She doesn't turn her head or make a sound, she shows no response at all. There is a few second pause, those seconds feel like lifetimes, but then it happens. She ever so slightly leans her body toward me, further pushing herself into my softly gripped hand. It was the smallest little movement, but I understand what it means.

I slide that hand across her lower back slowly, then down just as slow. I feel a shiver run up my spine as I grab a heaping handful of her impossibly soft ass. This time she does make a sound, a very quiet little quivering exhale followed by a long drawn out inhale.

While keeping my left hand on her left ass cheek I take two little steps so I'm standing behind her now. I take a step up so my chest is nearly touching her back and my hard cock is pressed firmly against her ass. Like it has a mind of it's own my right hand snakes around her side and up under her blouse. I give the faintest growl as my hand finds heaven. Her nipples are already hard as begin to grope her soft sweaty melons, the feeling of them gets me higher than any **** ever could. The adrenaline I feel right now is unlike anything I've ever felt in my entire life.

I feel her begin to gently wiggle her ass against my cock, it sends bolts of pleasure up my body to my brain which already feels numb. Her breathing is picking up pace by the second, as is mine. She continues to look at the liquor bottle like she might pick it up at any moment, but I have a feeling she is just afraid to look at me, afraid to fully acknowledge what she is doing and who she is doing it with. It's strange, this feels more personal than taking her cock 8 inches deep into my throat did. Well I guess to her that was just some stranger she couldn't see, it probably was less personal for her.

"Doug... We..."

I already know what she is gonna say, I muster a calm yet strangely firm voice "Shhhh... Pour our drinks..."

She is silent as I continue to paw at her body, my right hand lightly pinching one of her nipples and tugging it back and forth, while my left hand has taken to aggressively rubbing inbetween her cheeks.

She takes a deep inhale as she reaches a shakey hand out for the bottle, the second she picks it up I plunge my left hand down the back of her pants, I go under the panties as well and grab a handful of her cold pale cheek. The sudden skin on skin contact makes both of us shutter with lust. She nearly drops the bottle but recovers for just long enough to pour two very shallow glasses of the whiskey.

*Clink!*

She sets the bottle down much harder than I think she intend, luckily it doesn't break. She takes to gripping the marble counter top now with her head down and her eyes closed. I can tell that she does and doesn't want to stop me. I have no thoughts anymore that don't involve the masterpiece that is her body. I can't believe this is actually happening, I keep waiting to wake up, but I'm still here.

"Honey... We..."

I can't allow her to finish that sentence, not yet. In one swift definitive motion I pull my left hand out of her pants, my right hand down out of her shirt, and lean on the counter just to the left of her. I reach my left hand out to her left cheek, and pull her in for a kiss. Because her eyes were closed this catches her completely off guard. When our lips meet she moans, loudly, I feel the same as my face and hands begin to tingle almost immediately. We do two more quick little traditional kisses, then its her turn to grab my face as she pushes her tongue into my mouth with more **** than I expected.

She tastes so sweet, so perfect. The literal second her tongue retreats my tongue follows it back into her mouth. My head is spinning, time has ceased to exist as we begin to passionately make out like teenagers new to kissing would. Well hell, I am a teenager new to kissing, but in this moment she is at my level, I can feel it.

Her body pushes me against the counter now, she has to bend down to even reach my lips she is so tall. I feel her strength as her imposing form pushes harder and harder against me, it's so fucking hot to me how big she is.

While continuing to make out I pull up her blouse to her neck, what I see makes my cock ache harder that it ever has in my life. I break our kiss for the just a moment to bury my face in the glory that is her chest. To my surprise she grabs the hair on the back of my head and pulls me out gently. I'm confused and dismayed for a brief moment. Then I watch as she smashes her her shoulders and arms together cramming her tits together just for me. She's red cheeked as gives me a sexy little smile, I dive back in with somehow even more passion than before. I lick and suck and smell as much of her tits as I can. At one point I even push them together in such a way that lets me suck on both of her nipples at once, her cute little moans tell me she particularly liked that.

After I get my fill I look up at her beaming blue eyes and pull her down to continue or make out session. Unfortunately her shirt drops back down covering her tits again. I suppose I'll let it slide this time but I think it's a crime to cover those babies for even a second.

While I'm distracted with our passionate kissing and my thoughts of what the rules for covering her tits should be, she undoes my belt and pushes her right hand right down the front of my pants. I give an involuntary exasperated exhale into her mouth as I momentarily lose the ability to kiss her. She gives the cutest little giggle as she begins to fondle my nuts with elated enthusiasm. It tickles in the strangest of ways, her hands feel extremely cold in comparison to my pulsing manhood, but that just makes it feel all the better.

After I catch my breath for a moment I again continue our kissing. I honestly feel like I could kiss this woman for hours on end. Her hand continues it's work, namely finding different ways to rub my cock and balls to illicit a response from me.

*Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!*

Reality finally gets it's hands back around us as her phone begins to loudly ring...