“i think i’m too high.” it feels like the words take a hundred years to get out of my mouth.
“show me.” i turn to look at her like my head is moving through molasses. i blink slowly, almost forgetting to open my eyes back up each time. “not there, silly.” she takes another hit off the bong, blowing the smoke in my face. i don’t move my head. i don’t know what she means.
she sighs, repacking the bowl before handing me the bong. i take it without thinking, my hands automatically moving to light the bowl and attempt to clear it again. she moves out of my field of sight and i feel her hands on my thighs, lifting my skirt up and shoving her hand in my uncovered cunt. i almost clear it this time, but fall into a coughing fit with just a hint of green left.
pulls her fingers out of my cunt after fingering me for a moment, holding then in front of my eyes and scissoring them so i can see my slick draped between them. “you’re not high enough yet, you need another two or three bowls.” once i’m done coughing, she shoves them in my mouth, sighing as she starts to finger fuck my throat. “you really need to learn your limits, nabi. i won’t always be here to help you.”
i’m so lucky to have a friend like her.