Dose (closed for StFornicate)

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Naomi White was bored. Which was saying a lot, given that she had taken a line of coke not that long ago and she was in a house with nearly 30 people at various levels of drunkeness. She was draped across the couch, watching her boyfriend shout incoherent shit about the football game on TV.

So, this was apparently her life now. Not even getting high could protect her from the inanity of her boyfriend's stupid frat parties.

Naomi was hot, without question. Long red hair, bright blue eyes, a scattering a freckles across her cheeks to give her just a touch of that girl-next-door approachability. She was fit - a cheerleader, as if her quarterback boyfriend would date anyone else - with a generous set of D-cup breasts, a small waist and flaring hips bearing a pert, round ass. "Common wisdom" would have her be dumb as a brick, like her boyfriend. She wasn't - she actually did well in school, and she wanted more in life than to become some rich guy's trophy wife.

Honestly, she was only dating Greg in the first place because she'd get kicked off the cheerleading squad if she broke up with him. The squad and the football team were pretty petty and insular like that.

Sighing heavily, she got up and walked across the room toward the door slipping on her shoes. "I'm gonna go for a walk."

Greg wasn't paying attention. She rolled her eyes and stepped out the door.

The semester had just started, so it was still warm out in the evening. She wanted to do something fun. Maybe some more drugs. She grinned wickedly. Maybe her dealer. She liked him - he was good looking, sharp, AND he supplied her with all the best drugs.

She pulled out her cellphone while she wandered down the street, and sent him a text: Hey. Got anything good for me tonight?

 

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Tommy had just gotten home, after a long evening of running around to various parties and gatherings to hook folks up with the variety of illicit substances at his disposal, and was just sitting down to relax. He loaded his bong full of weed, with a little coke sprinkled on top, and fired it up, filling the chamber with a thick, sweet smoke, before pulling the bowl and inhaling deeply, sucking all the smoke up into his lungs and holding it there for quite a while, letting the heady rush fill his being before allowing the smoke to creep out towards the ceiling from his nostrils.

And then his phone buzzed with a text.

"Goddammit," he muttered, wanting nothing more than to just chill at home. All this running around was really more than he had bargained for when he got into the business... but it was worth it. It was paying for college, after all.

Of course, then he saw who it was that had messaged him. That hot, redheaded cheerleader with the amazing knockers. The same one that owed him a good hundred bucks or so...

He quickly typed back a reply.

"Maybe. What have you got for me? "

 

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Naomi picked up the response Tommy sent her and smiled. She liked this light flirting they did. She smirked, wondering just how far he's let her push....

My lovely smile! I don't have any cash, but Greg's being a dick and I need to relax. Please?

She slipped her phone back into her bra and made an abrupt turn at the next corner. She knew which apartment building he lived in - she'd met him near there often enough to have figured it out. She knew Tommy had his eye on her. Most men did. The difference here was that Tommy had caught her eye, too. He had a dirty mind and a dangerous streak that Greg would never go near. She wanted to see just how far that streak of his went, and maybe, if she played her cards right, she could get a good source of free drugs while she was at it...

She turned her plan over in her mind, grinning to herself, as she walked slowly toward Tommy's apartment.

 

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Tommy's phone buzzed, and checked it, smirking at her reply. A smile? He chuckled, wondering where this was going. He'd been wanting to get his hands all over this smoking-hot cheerleader ever since he'd first sold her a bag of weed. Maybe this was his chance.

He shot her back a message. "I'm gonna need those pouty lips to do more than just smile Cum on up, apt 203"

He opened the bedside drawer in his room, perusing his personal stash. Plenty of different goodies, more than enough to share. Pills, coke, X, weed. He saw the little blue footballs; viagra. Smirking, he popped one in his mouth and washed it down with a beer.

This would definitely be a good night!

 

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Naomi grinned as she read the response. Yeah, Tommy was definitely looking for some "payment" tonight... Perfect. She stepped into the front foyer of the apartment building and squirmed a little, feeling her pussy throb a bit as she considered what she'd be willing to do tonight.

Naomi had a ridiculously high sex drive and preferences that ran quite a bit beyond vanilla. Greg, for all of his chest beating about how much of a man he was, only had sex with her once every 3 or 4 days, in missionary, for about 5 minutes before he was spent. She rarely came from it - in fact, it barely even turned her on.

She hoped very much that Tommy would be a better lay. If her 'harmless' flirting with him was any indication, his preferences were more aligned with hers anyway.

She stepped out of the elevator and checked herself out in her reflection on the chrome door. Cute little skirt that was barely long enough to cover her ass cheeks, a pretty little white v-neck t-shirt which showed off her ample cleavage and was just translucent enough to suggest the shape of her bra and the belly-button piercing she wore. To pull it all together, a pretty pair of high-heeled shoes that made her long legs look even longer.

Naomi smiled, pleased with her appearance, and made her way to Tommy's apartment. She knocked and licked her lips, and, when he opened the door, she offered him a demure little smile, almost shy. "Thanks. I really need this right now." She did, it was true, but he coukdn't have known that she wasn't talking about the drugs.

 

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"You must," Tommy replied, not really believing she was even there for a moment; he thought for sure that his sexually-charged text message would have turned her off to him.

Judging by the way she was looking at him, the result was quite the opposite of what he had expected!

He stood in the doorway, looking her up and down for a good long moment, before even letting her in. She was a knockout, pure and simple. He felt his cock twitch in anticipation in his mesh gym shorts. He was dressed for lounging about the apartment, wearing little more than those gym shorts and a wife beater, which showed up his cut, athletic physique.

"Come on," he said, after his eyes lingered in her cleavage for perhaps a half-second too long, and stepped aside to let her in.

"So just what were you looking for tonight?" he asked with a smirk as he led her through the apartment, and back to his bedroom, where he had his stash out on display next to his unmade bed. He let her walk in, and came up right behind her, wasting no time in getting his hands on her, making his intentions clear as his crotch came to rest firmly against her soft, round butt.

 

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Naomi bit her lip, looking at the display of goods on the bed. She could feel his cock rising against her ass as he stood behind her, and she had to work to hide her smirk. She turned around, her eyes downcast and frowned at him.

"Listen, Tommy, you know I'm good to pay you back, right? I promise I'll be able to pay off everything I owe you soon. I just need you to hook me up tonight. I'm so wound up..." She batted her eyelashes at him, looking perfectly shy and utterly innocent of his intentions.

Of course, she knew that wasn't going to go over, but she couldn't just let him have her without a little work. She had to make it convincing. After all, he wouldn't call it payment if it was clear how much she wanted it.

 

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Tommy looked down at her; even in her high heels, she was still a couple inches shorter than him. He shook his head, frowning.

"You've given me that story a couple of times now, Sugar Tits," he said to her, his gaze blatantly traveling down to her displayed cleavage. "And I'd be a damn fool to give you anything for free now." He looked back up into her eyes.

"But... I'm sure we can work out some kind of payment plan." He turned from her and dumped some of the white powder cocaine out onto the bedside table. He had a razor blade and started slicing it up, moving it around, raking the fine powder into a number of thick lines...

"Perhaps for... services rendered?" he said, smirking as he looked at her over his shoulder.

 

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She considered the offer, pretending to mull it over. In reality, she felt excitement rising in her body. Tommy was hot: built, with a strong jaw, and one of those sexy confident smirks that made her knees weak. Oh yes, she was definitely going to enjoy this.

She looked innocently at him, her gaze flickering from him to the cocaine and back again. She took a step toward him, sliding her arm around his neck. She pressed her body against his, crushing her breasts against him. "What sort of services...?"

 

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Tommy smirked as she mashed her tits into his chest, and his hands slid up her body, moving from her hips right up to her chest, and he got himself a good feel of her impressive jugs.

This was going to be fun. He let go of her tits.

"Sexual services," he said, plainly, winking at her. "I don't have time for a girlfriend, now do I want one. I just need a hot girl to fuck, and every once in a while take to a party if I need a companion for the night."

He watched her face, curious for her reaction.

"So I'll get you high, and you get me off. Deal?"

 

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Naomi couldn't help the giddy excitement that ran through her as Tommy grabbed at her tits. She giggled at his demand of sexual services. Of course, she needed to play a little coy, make him think that he was demanding something she didn't necessarily want to give. "You know I have a boyfriend, Tommy. I don't think he's like it if I started fucking my dealer..."

 

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"Well, I guess you need to decide what's more important," Tommy replied with a smirk, turning from her back to the cocaine lined out on the bedside dresser.

There was a short straw there, and he took it and snorted up one of the lines, throwing his head back afterwards and sniffing the stuff up. The buzz rocketed through him quickly, the searing pain in his nose swiftly turning numb and his head filling with euphoria. Sniffing again, he turned and looked at her, and winked.

"Up to you. You know where the door is, though. And you still owe me a hundred bucks."

 

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Naomi had him. She looked longingly at the line of coke. With an impish smile, she held out her hand. "Gimme the straw." Then she leaned into him. "And I think maybe we can work out some kind of... Payment plan." With that, she stripped off her shirt, leaving her with her breasts nearly exposed, almost bursting out of her bra.

 

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Tommy sat down on his bed, a smirk growing across his face as he watched Naomi strip off her shirt and take the offered straw. He laid across the bed, reaching for the laptop sitting on the desk on the other side; pressing a couple buttons, the room filled with some music, Led Zeppelin's "Good Times Bad Times".

He rolled over and pushed himself up on his elbows; his cock was already straining against his mesh gym shorts as he watched her...

 

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Naomi watched Tommy stretch out in the bed before her. She smiled a bit shyly and took the other line of coke, gasping as it hit her hard. She giggled, sniffing, and sat down on the bed next to him.

"Just make sure Greg doesn't find out." With that, she started moving a bit to the music. Her hips shifted back and forth, and she began to slowly slip her skirt off, leaving her in panties and a bra, dancing in front of him to a sexy, slow beat.

 

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"Oh, I won't tell a soul," Tommy replied, watching as Naomi slipped off her skirt and started dancing around in her bra and panties, energetic from the coke.

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Tommy sat up, to get closer to her, on the edge of the bed, his hands finding her hot body, fingers trailing over her thighs and hips.

His dick was making a tent of his boxers. The viagra really doing its job well.

"How 'bout a lap dance," he suggested with a smirk, leaning back once more.

 

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Naomi grinned and nodded. "Mmm. Sounds like fun." She climbed up onto the bed and knelt over him. She pressed her damp panties down over his pole and started grinding, pressing her chest into his.

 

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"That's it," he said, feeling her wet heat against his stiff rod as she ground against him. His hands found her legs and trailed up to her butt, grasping her firm derriere and squeezing aggressively, pushing her down even more firmly on him, even as his hips thrust upwards to rub his cock properly against her.

His lips found her ear.

"So what all are you willing to do for me... to get high?" he asked her.

 

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Naomi was already getting wet. She liked this, the sexy back-and-forth, the slow build. It was never this much fun with Greg.

She kissed his neck as he whispered in her ear and laughed warmly. "Whatever you want, baby," she promised. As she spoke, she reached behind her and unclasped her bra, releasing her tits for him.

 

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Tommy groaned at her reply, as she ground against him and peeled off her bra, revealing those luscious melons to his eyes. He reached right out and grasped ahold of them, one in each hand, though they were each much more than a handful.

Her soft flesh spilled out over his hands as he squeezed and mauled those tits, fingers tweaking nipples every so often as his cock grew harder and harder under her. He could swear he could feel the heat radiating off her pussy; she was really into this!

"Fuck yes," he grunted... "Do another line and give me a titty-fucking baby."

 

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Naomi grinned excitedly at the offer of another line and headed over to the table. She cut another line quickly and took it, gasping and groaning as her head swam for a moment with the high. "Fuck. I need to hang out with you more often," she decided, winking at him. Then she dropped down to her knees in front of him, tugging down his shorts to reveal his hard, hot cock.

She licked her lips, staring openly at it - he was nearly twice the length and girth of Greg. Her pussy throbbed and she moaned, thinking about what it would be like to fuck him... But he had asked for her tits, and she wanted to give him everything he asked for. She kneaded her breasts in her hands, smiling broadly, and the moved up between his legs. She lifted and parted her tits, sandwiching his cock between her huge mounds of flesh, and began to slowly stroke up and down, leaning down to lick at the head every time it peeked out from her cleavage.

 

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Tommy watched as Naomi bent over to snort another line, her short skirt riding up her ass, and he was only too happy to enjoy the offered view. The drug hit her hard and fast, as usual, and a moment later she recovered from the blast and was on her knees before him, wrapping her luscious tits around his big dick!

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Tommy grunted as he felt her soft mounds wrap around him; he was hard as a rock. The viagra was doing its job, and well. Spikes of pleasure shot through him as she licked at his bulbous head every time it popped up from between her tits. Her flesh was heavenly, and he couldn't wait to get inside her.

He brought his hands up to her head, fingers wrapping in her hair, and then when she licked at his cockhead again, he moved up a bit with his hips, forcing his cock past her pouty lips, and pushed her head down, forcing her to take his throbbing member into her mouth...