A Bad Boy ( Closed for Fukensploogin and I)

"Go ahead and get that bong out of the living room," she almost squealed with excitment, her tiredness was soon forgotten as she jumped of the bed and walked quickly as her body would alow to the living room. Lauren licked her lips as she saw the bong, allready remembering the sweet first hit. She wandered if Tommy would notice if she took a hit now? She bit her lip and looked back at the bedroom. Nah, she wouldn't risk it. She'd seen him in a temper and either way she'd be getting weed.

She smiled and grabbed the bong, and half skipped half walked to the bedroom. She passed him the bong, and lay beside him on the bed, eyes fixed on his every move, hungry for the hit.
She'd never felt this alive with Jake... she never knew what Tommy would do next, but Jake? You could list everything he'd do in a day, because he did it every day. Lauren just hoped she wouldn't see him for awhile...not with the guilt she felt... surley he'd know somehow...just by looking at her eyes you could see somthing had changed.
 
Tommy opened a drawer in the dresser next to the bed and pulled out a bag of weed. He filled the bowl of the bong and then handed it and the lighter over to Lauren. He leaned back, resting his head once again on the pillow, his eyes shut. He opened them and watched that beautiful naked little slut take a fat hit off the bong.

"Go ahead and take another," he said, when she tried to hand it back to him. "We've got that party to go to in a few hours, so it'll be good for a little nap."
 
She grinned as he passed her the bong with the now full bowl, she realised he was letting her do it heself. And as she saw his eyes close , she eagerly lit it...sucking in the smoke...feeling it curling inside her lungs. She could hold it longer this time, she was getting used to it. Then when she couldn't hold it in any longer she let it out in a stream. Lauren giggled as that lovely light headed feeling filled her once more and she went to hand him back the bong.

"Go ahead and take another," her eyes widened as she took it back "We've got that party to go to in a few hours, so it'll be good for a little nap." Lauren smiled, she'd forgotten about the party but then again , she'd forgotten alot of things in these last few hours. She relit the bong, sucking the smoke into it and then removing the bowl she took it all. She held it in for the longest she'd ever done and let it out with a cough , her eyes watering. That made her giggle hysterically for a few minutes. And her stomach hurt when she stopped. She stroked the bong and put it on the table next to her. She lay back , close to Tommy, he felt so warm... her eyes were glazed her pupils little dots. And she fell into a blissfull sleep with a dopey smile upon her face.
 
Tommy laid his head back, relaxed, eyes closed, quite satisfied with himself. He had easily made Lauren his own little slut, and she would definitely keep coming back for more. And damn she was a helluva lay. That body was killer, and now it was all snuggled up naked next to him, just as content as could be. He lazily ran a finger along her arm.

He wondered what the night at the party would bring. For a girl who had never smoked pot before, she certainly took to it nicely. He wondered what else she'd be willing to try. He certainly had a special little stash of mind-altering substances. Ecstasy, cocaine, psychedelic mushrooms and a pharmacopeia of pills; he even had a few of those magic little blue pills that gave him a three-hour erection. Maybe he'd save that for the end of the night. He could give her one, too, and her pussy would be gushing, soaking wet for just as long, if not longer.

He pulled a couple blankets over them, and turned her so her back was to him, and he snuggled up behind her, spooning her, his dick pressed right between her sore asscheeks, and he fell off to sleep...
 
Lauren moved restlessly in her sleep and awoke a couple of times to find that she was in the arms of someone safe...warm. She smiled and snuggled back to sleep. Hours passed and she woke up wandering what had woken her. Sh realized that she needed the toilet and fast and stumbled to find it. She sighed in relief as she releaved herself. Lauren walked back to the bedroom now wide awake. Her throat was dry and her head was beginning to throb.
She looked at the bong and then at Tommy, there was still some weed left in the bowl and surely he wouldn't mind if she had another hit?

She poked him, and when he didn't wake up she grabbed the bong and the lighter. She quickly lit the bowl and took in all the smoke, eyes closed as she released the stream of smoke. She fell back onto the bed with a chuckle "God, I'm turning into a dopehead!" she whispered light swriling above her on the celing , she watched them a smile playing on her lips, her headache forgotten...
 
The sound of a bubbling bong started to pull him from his sleep, and the smell of fresh smoke caused his nose to sniff happily, and his eyes to open, and he turned to the beautiful young naked slut in his bed as he heard her whisper: "God, I'm turning into a dopehead!"

"That's a good girl," he said, his hand falling lazily on her thigh. He blinked a few times, waking from his stony nap. He looked at the clock on the wall; it was almost 10 pm. Another hour before the party would be really hopping.

Just as he was remembering all the events that led up to him fucking her silly, it occurred to him that he had ripped up a bunch of her clothes in the process. He would need to get her home to get her into a new slutty outfit for the party. As much as he wanted to spend the whole night giving it to this little slut, he had obligations at the party.

"We're gonna need to get you home before we go to the party, Lauren. You'll need a new hot little outfit because I tore apart the one you wore over here," he said, his fingers tracing up her inner thigh...
 
"That's a good girl," she smiled and turned her head slowly towards him, blinking to get his face into focus. She squirmed slightly, his light touch on her thigh sending shivers down her thigh "Good evening!" she chirped and fell about laughing again for not apparent reason.

"We're gonna need to get you home before we go to the party, Lauren. You'll need a new hot little outfit because I tore apart the one you wore over here," Lauren looked down at her body and remembered that she was indeed naked. She'd been wearing nothing for so long she'd forgotten, or it might have to do with how much weed she'd smoked! She frowned, "aww shit, how the hell are we gonna get home? I'm naked!" she whispered to him as if others were listening.
 
He pulled back the covers and swung his feet off the side of the bed. "Let's go see just what we can salvage," he said, heading out to the living room. He took stock of the damage:

short denim ripped miny skirt: in one piece on floor
tight red tank top: ripped to shreds
lacy red thong that tied at the hips: in one piece on floor
push up matching lacy red bra: ripped to shreds with tank top

Well, at least she gets her bottom half. He grabbed the skirt and the thong and carried them back into the bedroom. He tossed her the skirt, but held on to the thong. "I'm keeping this," he said, grinning darkly and looking at the girl hungrily. He went over to his closet and tossed her a white wifebeater. "There you go, wear that," he said, still looking through the closet and pulling out clothes for himself, settling on tight blue jeans, boot cut, a little worn and ripped, a wifebeater and a black led zeppelin tee shirt.
 
She watched him go, trying to remember the state her clothes had been in and knowing that it wouldn't be good. She sat on the bed, her head on the dashboard humming a random tune and tapping her knee with her eyes closed.

Her eyes opened as she heard him come in and she grabbed the skirt, holding her hand out for the thong. "I'm keeping this," he said. She groaned, the skirt was so small! She hoped there wasn't alot of people around that's all she was saying . She tugged it up her legs and pulled it so it was lower on her hips, she didn't care just as long as it covered her privates! She watched him rifle around in his closet and caught the top as it landed on the bed,"There you go, wear that," he said, she looked at the top with a raised eyebrow. "Tommy... this is kinda ..." she trailed off as she saw the look on his face and she reluctantly pulled it over her breasts , she was lucky he wasn't a large, the wife beater hung slightly but didn't reveal anything. But she'd still be happy when they got back to her home so she could get changed.

She just hoped Amber wouldn't be there... she stood up, wobbling slightly. She licked her lips as she saw Tommy's outfit, it suited him and just screamed badass. She bit her lip "I'm ready , I guess...I just need my shoes" She walked into the living room and picked up her shoes, slipping into them. She grabbed her bag, making sure her stuff was in there. She took out her phone and grimaced...there were 15 missed calls, she looked at the caller id...Jake "Shit...I'm gonna be in trouble" she muttered.
 
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He grabbed his wallet and keys and opened the door for her. It was a warm summer night, humid, the kind of night that stayed warm till 2 or 3 in the morning. He locked the door behind him.

"I'll give you a ride over there," he said, walking towards his car, an old red Camaro. It was a T-top, the windows were down, and he hopped over the side of the door and came to rest in the driver's seat. Stepping on the clutch, he keyed the ignition and the old muscle car came to life with a roar.
 
She followed him out, greatful that no-one seemed to be about. "I'll give you a ride over there," he said. She nodded and stumbled after him and not so grasioucly scrambled over the door and fell into the seat with a yelp. She started giggling whilst simutenously pulling her skirt back down.

"God I hope no-one's home" she mumbled. She grimaced as the car roared to life, guessing that Tommy was gonna' be one hell of a reckless driver. She pulled the seat belt over her, fumbling to put it in. It clicked into to place and she looked at him "Now don't go driving crazy" she said slowly. She just prayed to god that no-one saw her with Tommy or her boyfriend would go nuts. She eyed Tommy out of the corner of her eyes, he looked so hot...it was hard to believe he was the same guy who only hours ago had been fucking her raw.

She looked out the window, blushing....something she seemed to be doing alot in his presence.
 
He might drive a little fast sometimes, but he's got complete control over his vehicle. He drove through campus slowly, though, to avoid attracting the university po-po's attention. After she told him what dorm she lived in, he was there in a just a minute, pulling to a stop out front.

"I'll wait for you right here," he said, lighting a cigarette. "Hurry back," he said, leaning over and kissing her neck and reaching up and copping a quick feel of her tit.
 
She was suprised when he didn't race down the street but drove carefully through the streets, she smiled with relief and lay her head back on the headrest. She sat low in the seat so no-one could see her face, she only spoke to tell him where her dorm was.

She looked at her dorm with bleary eyes, hoping amber wasn't there. She was pulled out of her daze by Tommy, "Hurry back," he said kissing her neck , she moaned slightly as he grabbed her tit and then let go. She took a deep breath, "you better hope Jake's not there when I get back" she muttered before scrambling out the car akwardly before he could say anything.

She hurried up the walkway and through the door,she half jogged , half stumbled down the corridor but she finally reached her room without anyone seeing her. She scratched the door trying to put the key in but she grunted with triumph as it clicked. Lauren pushed it open her anxious gaze sweeping the room. "Amber?" she called out. There was no reply, she sighed with relief and hurried to get changed before she got back.

She searched in her closet, still feeling buzzed from the weed, she threw items on her bed. She picked out a red dress that clung to her in all the right places, a red thong to go beneath and a lacy bra to match. She pulled on some black high heels and spritzed herself with perfume. Aware that Jake or Amber could turn up at any minute. She did her make up quickly, only putting on mascara and subtle red lipstick. She smiled at herself in the mirror before chucking her phone in a much smaller bag and striding from the room, locking the door behind her.

A couple of guys whistled at her as she walked down the corridor and she giggled. The night air washed over her and she walked to the car, pulling herself over. She sat down in the seat, grinning at Tommy, crossing one long leg over the other "Is this outfit o-" but was stopped mid-sentence by an angry voice shouting on the sidewalk.

"Lauren?! What the fuck d'you think you're playing at?!" her head jerked over to the voice , "shit!Tommy it's Jake!...oh god he's gonna' kill me...drive!" she shouted.
 
He had keyed the ignition when he saw her come out the door... looking hot as shit and strutting her stuff in spite of the cat-calls. She seemed to get more confident with each step she took. But then, as she climbed into the car, he heard, from across the street, the boyfriend yelling and screaming, at which point he put the car immediately in gear and sped off, tires squealing, engine roaring. He didn't have time for this bullshit.

The tires screamed again as he made a hard turn onto the street that took them off-campus and back into the residential neighborhoods. He parked the car after driving around for a few blocks. He turned to her and said: "You look fucking great, Lauren. And don't worry about Jake. He won't show up, but if he does, he'll regret it. He should be able to tell that you're my girl now."

He opened the door and got out, shutting it behind him and lighting a cigarette and looking down the street. The party was underway. He could see the house party was going to be a little out of control. He estimated the cops would show up in about an hour and a half. That didn't give him quite as much time as he would have liked to get his party on, take care of his business here, and take Lauren into a private den and fuck her silly. But he would try to make it work...
 
Lauren schreeched as the car sped off, leaving Jake on the curb looking pissed off as hell. She sent a quick text to amber telling her where she'd be tonight and not to wait up and then turned her phone off before her boyfriend got a chance to call...she couldn't get his face out of her head...he'd looked so pissed off ...as if he was gonna' beat the shit out of Tommy. Not that she thought he's win a fight against Tommy. She finally relaxed as he parked the car and they were far enough from Jake.

"You look fucking great, Lauren. And don't worry about Jake. He won't show up, but if he does, he'll regret it. He should be able to tell that you're my girl now." She blushed, "what d'you mean...your girl?!" she yelled in confusion at his retreating back. She follwed him out of the car, staring at the house... the music was blaring and it looked like some of the party had spilt onto the front yard, she grimaced as a guy threw up into a flowerpot a girl beside him laughing hysterically and taking pictures. She swayed on her feet wandering if Tommy would get her some weed later. She stood there in a bit of daze watching him smoke. God, what was wrong with her? She even found it sexy when he smoked...she looked away in case he caught her staring.

"Are we going in then?" she asked, playfully bumping into him.
 
Lauren screached as the car sped off, leaving Jake on the curb looking pissed off as hell. She sent a quick text to amber telling her where she'd be tonight and not to wait up and then turned her phone off before her boyfriend got a chance to call...she couldn't get his face out of her head...he'd looked so pissed off ...as if he was gonna' beat the shit out of Tommy. Not that she thought he's win a fight against Tommy. She finally relaxed as he parked the car and they were far enough from Jake.

"You look fucking great, Lauren. And don't worry about Jake. He won't show up, but if he does, he'll regret it. He should be able to tell that you're my girl now." She blushed, "what d'you mean...your girl?!" she yelled in confusion at his retreating back. She follwed him out of the car, staring at the house... the music was blaring and it looked like some of the party had spilt onto the front yard, she grimaced as a guy threw up into a flowerpot a girl beside him laughing hysterically and taking pictures. She swayed on her feet wandering if Tommy would get her some weed later. She stood there in a bit of daze watching him smoke. God, what was wrong with her? She even found it sexy when he smoked...she looked away in case he caught her staring.

"Are we going in then?" she asked, playfully bumping into him.
 
"Yeah, let's go," Tommy replied, grabbing her hand after she bumped him and leading her towards the out-of-control house party. Tommy gave it twenty-five minutes before the police arrived to break it up. He had eight bags of pot in his back pocket that he needed to get rid of before that happened. He typically moved larger amounts, but he needed to move that last ounce tonight, and he knew he could make a nice little profit off it. If he didn't get rid of all the bags, , he was going to have to make damn sure their escape was good. He wasn't getting caught, that's for damn sure. He looked at the girl, Lauren, looking hot as shit in her clingy little red dress. He was going to have to bring her with him, too.

Because he sure wasn't done with her.

But it was good that the party had spilled out into the yard. Within five minutes, before they even made it inside, three of the bags were gone. Tommy kissed Lauren on the cheek as he led her inside, his hand on the small of her back.
 
"Yeah, let's go," she gripped his hand tightly , suddenly not so sure about this party. She walked past a few unconsious people and shuddered...she sure as hell didn't want to look like that any time soon. A few men and women eyed her up as she went past and she felt like she was a piece of meat. She grew more and more uneasy as she realised she didn't recognize any of their faces.

She was about to suggest to Tommy to take her home but she was suprised as he kissed her gently on the cheek. It was a move completley unexpected from Tommy , she smiled at him...still uneasy about the party but sure Tommy would protect her. She let herself be led in, loving the feeling of Tommy's hand on her back...
 
Tommy could sense the eyes on them as they entered the party. The girl was hot as hell, after all. He pulled out his cigarette pack and opened it up. Half a dozen hand-rolled joints, just a few actual cigarettes left in there. He pulled two out. One he stuck behind his ear, and the other he sparked in the middle of the room, puffing it to life and taking a fat hit before handing it off to Lauren.

The smell instantly attracted two of Tommy's regular buyers in his immediate vicinity, and two more bags were gone. Three left and then he was home free.

Tommy started dancing with Lauren. The DJ tonight really knew how to work the crowd, and the whole place was hoppin'. The place was full, so they were packed in pretty tight.

"Yo, Tommy, what's happenin'?" came a voice from behind him. He turned, and his buddy Scott was standing there.

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They hugged and Tommy introduced Lauren.

"Lauren, this is Scott," he said, putting an arm around the hottie in the little red dress.

"Hey Lauren, what's up? Oh, this is Becca," he said, introducing his own date.

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"Hi Becca," Tommy said. He grabbed the joint from behind his ear and sparked it, handed it to Scott. Scott puffed on it, taking a big hit and handed it off to Becca, who also took a hit and then gave it to Lauren.

"Looks like we all need beers. I'll go grab us some," Scott offered, leaving Becca with Tommy and Lauren, and they passed around the joint and started dancing together.
 
OCC: Sorry, I've been very busy recently but everything's calm again :)

The music hit her as soon as they entered, she felt it wash over her body and her head bobbed automatically to the beat. The place was crowded, and she was pushed into Tommy. She grinned up at him and watched hungrily as he lit the joint, allready craving it's taste once more. She took the joint when it was handed to her, taking a big hit...finding it wasn't half as good as the first ever one she'd taken...but close enough for her. She held the smoke in her mouth and as they started dancing , she leaned in and kissed him...passing him the smoke.
Her body grinded with his, they were so close together and there were so many people that she felt dirty doing it. But she lost herself in the dance as they passed the joint back and forth...Lauren's eyes getting more glazed and her body moving with more fluidity.

"Yo, Tommy, what's happenin'?," she turned with Tommy, taking in the guy's apperance...he was very good looking...not gorgeous like Tommy but close. He had the same bad boy look that Tommy had going for him and they seemed to know eachother pretty well. Then her eyes flicked to the brunette by his side who was staring right back at her, she was hot... what if Tommy liked her more?

She felt Tommy's arm slide across her shoulders and relaxed, "Lauren, this is Scott," Lauren smiled dopely up at him. "Hey Lauren, what's up? Oh, this is Becca," she snapped her eyes away from Tommy and smiled shyly at Scott "Hey Scott...hi Becca" she nodded at the Brunette, who in turn smiled back. Tommy pulled the other joint from behind his ear and her grin widened as he took a hit and then handed it to Scott...knowing it was coming her way. Becca was obviously a pro, she held it in for so long Lauren thought she'd swallowed it! She laughed as Becca let it out with a goofy grin and handed it to Lauren.

"Looks like we all need beers. I'll go grab us some," the akward tension quickly melted away and soon they were all dancing in a tight circle, the joint passing from one hand to another. Lauren leaned over and kissed Tommy hard, giggling as she took another hit. She was high as a kite and loving it! She turned around so that her ass ground into Tommy's groing...not caring anymore about the company they were keeping.
 
Tommy smacked her ass lightly as she ground it up against him, dancing with her, toking on the joint. He handed it to Becca with a wink and his hands fell down to Lauren's hips, pushing her back onto the growing erection in his pants.

Becca took her hit and started dancing up close with Lauren, in front of her, handing Lauren the joint and then running her hands along that little red dress... Tommy smacked Lauren's ass again and started running his hands up and down her sides, resisting the temptation to reach up and squeeze at her tits... for now.


OOC: no worries, it happens to everyone. happy you're back though ;-) this thread is a little too much fun.
 
She moaned softly as he smacked her ass lightly, her hips swaying rythmically with the beat. Her eyes were closed and her mouth parted slightly. She felt his hands on her hips and she gasped as she was pulled back against his erection, every move making her ass rub against it.

She opened her eyes to see Becca dancing very close, her pupils small pinpricks in her head. She took the offered joint, watching Becca with half lidded eyes, she blew the smoke towards Becca, careful to avoid her eyes. She giggled as Becca ran her hand down the side of her dress and over her hips. Lauren groaned as another smack landed on her ass, she leaned back into Tommy and whispered ,"can we not do this...somewhere so public?." She saw Scott pushing his way through the crowd, beers raised above his head and a big grin on his face. Lauren gasped as Becca chose that moment to give her ass a little tweak, "hey!" she squeaked, Becca simply laughed and turned to greet Scott with a kiss, taking one of the beers and passing it to Tommy , then she ran her tounge aroung the top of the other and handed it to Lauren. Becca raised an eyebrow at Lauren's reluctance and stepped closer, pressing the neck to Lauren's lips "Drink up honey" she whispered, Lauren entranced, parted her lips, swallowing as she felt the cool liquid slide down her throat, mixing with the weed already in her system. Lauren grasped the bottle herself and took another sip a smile slowly spreading across her face once more.
 
Tommy didn't heed Lauren's suggestion at all, and continued letting his hands roam all over her ass, and the rest of her body. She was grinding against him so nice, too, with that firm round ass. He noticed the way Becca was coming on to the girl. Becca was hot as hell, too. They'd had a one-nighter a while ago, and he had always looked back at that night fondly.

Scott had noticed it too. He caught Tommy's eye. They'd known each other for a while, and had a silent conversation as the girls danced and toked and drank their beers:

She's into your girl, man, was Scott's first observation.

Yeah, it's pretty fuckin' hot, huh?

Hey, you see that red-head over there? Scott nodded off to the right, and Tommy followed his gaze.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, she's been giving me the eye all night.

Don't worry. We'll take care of Becca.

A wink and a nod. Thanks buddy. Tommy slipped him a bag of weed, and Scott gave Becca a little kiss on the cheek, and turned and said hi to another friend of his, and then was gone in the crowd. And all the while Becca and Lauren had been dancing closer and closer, passing the joint back and forth between them.

"You should come with us after this for some bong rips at my place," Tommy said to Becca, as he danced closer to Lauren, his hands on her hips and ass...
 
Lauren was only half aware of Tommy's hands over her body, they were driving her crazy and it didn't help that she was getting more and more high as the joint was passed between them. It was making her uncomfortable how Becca was staring intently into her eyes, but the weed made her forget it and she let Becca move in closer...so close that she could feel the brush of Becca's breasts against hers.

She felt Tommy move closer, could feel his breath on her cheek...his hands on her hips. She moaned slightly. She frowned at Tommy's question and before she could say anything Becca put her finger to her lips and smiled at Tommy, "You know I can't resist an offer like that" she shouted over the music, her eyes slowly running over Lauren's body. Lauren tried to turn but Tommy's grip on her hips was firm, "Tom..." she whispered, "I should go home after this...my roomate will be worrying." Her eyes flicking nervously to Becca, nearly grabbing the spliff when it's offered...taking the deepest hit yet. Her eyes glazing completley over.
 
"Hey, no worries," Tommy replied, his hand on Lauren's back, trailing down to squeeze her ass while he took the joint from her and puffed on it. "Just call your roommate and tell her you're spending the night with your boyfriend. It's not really a lie," he said. He saw her eyes glazing over, and knew that she was stoned and drunk out of her mind. He'd had his way with her all afternoon and evening, and was quite ready to continue all through the night.

He danced closer to the two girls, between them, his hands running over each of them, holding them close. The joint was finished and disappeared. Beers were finished, so Tommy took the girls' cups and his and went off to refill them. Becca leaned in close to Lauren, her hands running up and down her sides. "So how do you know Tommy? You're coming with us tonight, right?" she asked, speaking into her ear, her tongue grazing Lauren's earlobe as she did.
 
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