He lit the grass and then had them each slowly suck in small amounts of smoke until they began to see how it was done, and after a while, could experiment with drawing in more at a time. Twenty minutes later Carl had quite a buzz on as he fantasized about suddenly molesting the girl on the couch, and knew by the redness of their eyes that they would soon be there as well.
"My head is wavy," said Emelie staring back at Mike. For some reason, that expression cracked him up and he began to laugh.
"What's so funny?" she asked.
"Like wavy-wavy or just wavy?" he asked and then the two began to crack up.
"This is fucking awesome!" shouted Emelie. "I'm like floating along with you guys and I love it!" Carl knew it was time to start the young girl's seduction. " So, let's get started Mike," he said. "I think you are the master today, am I right?"
"Uh-huh," he said, looking at Emelie and her bloodshot eyes, "Remember yesterday when you had me get all naked and lick your pussy until you screamed?" he asked.
"I will NEVER forget that," she said honestly, amazed at how smoking the dope had got her so horny.
"Today we are going to do a couple of kinky things together, but if I suggest something you don't want to do. . . let me know . . . Okay?"
"I don't think that is going to happen," she said. "I am so horny right now, I can't think of anything I wouldn't want to do with you both. I am soooooooo horny. This dope is the best!" She watched him pull out a black blindfold.
"I'm going to put this over your eyes . . . and then we will begin getting you even hornier," he said.
"Far fucking out," she said, as he was once again reminded that she liked to talk dirty. Mike carefully placed it over her eyes and then tied the strings behind her head. "Stand up and let's move over a tiny bit," he said leading her by the hand. "I want you to put on these gloves for me and I will help." Carl watched his son assist the teen girl with long white formal gloves that came up past her wrist.
"It will only be for a little while . . . but I am going to wrap some rope around your wrists and tie it off so that you are like all stretched out," he said.
"VERY KINKY," said Emelie as she laughed as her hands were being tied together, and then shortly afterward, she felt her wrists being pulled up.
"You look great you know . . . and being like this . . . allows me to do things to you that should make you feel really awesome, and you won't even know what is coming your way." Soon she felt a pair of fingers unsnapping her bra . . . and then the coolness of the basement air causing her nipples to become stiff. Mike's mouth (she assumed) was soon on her firm young tits, sucking them skillfully, slowly teasing the flat pink knobs of her nipples into hard, red, erect points of passion. He paused for a moment and then began to massage her shoulder.
Gradually he lowered his strokes, inch by inch, brushing over her collarbone, down onto her chest, and finally onto her already tingling breasts. He then began to caress them and squeeze her sensitive flesh, alternating one with the other so that his hands were always moving over her, always changing the way in which they were stimulating her, always twisting or tweaking or pulling or pressing so that soon her nipples stood out hard and firm. Her buds grew rapidly, pushing up to form two little unmistakable peaks of excitement.
Next, Mike clasped onto one of her titties, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, then grabbing it and slowly pulling it out, drawing the entire breast out with it. Then he put his middle finger on it and pushed it into her chest, using it as a base from which to stroke in small circles along the inside of her breast. He switched to the other breast and did the same thing, feeling her nipple grow just as large, just as hard, until it, too, felt as if it would become unattached - a tiny pebble he could chew and swallow. He heard Emelie's rapid breathing in his ears and felt the convulsive movements of her erotically moving hips.
"Ohhhhhh Mike . . . that feels so awesome . . . I love it when you suck and pinch my titties . . . " Emelie was momentarily interrupted as she unexpectedly felt his hands move down her stomach and fumble with the snap at the top of her Daisy Duke shorts.
"You are being a naughty boy!" she said. "I'll bet you are going to pull down my pants . . . aren't you?" she asked hopefully. Soon the sound of her zipper echoed in the basement as the nervous boy worked the tight shorts down her thighs . . . past her knees and then with some difficulty over her sandals. From that moment on . . . it was a teasing game. Being still high as a kite from the bong experience . . . any touches to her body were magnified and Mike began by slipping a finger into the front of her French cut panties and moving it down toward her pussy.
The young girl began to moan as he continued to keep moving around her crotch, but never quite touching her clit that ached to be fondled. At the same time, he ground his thick rigid cock against her thigh, reminding her of his excitement as well. His Dad had been silent so far, but watching his son lewdly teasing the horny girl caused his cock to extend back to its full extension. Silently he unzipped his zipper, reached inside, and gently pulled out his shaft so that it did not get caught inside of the zipper. Soon he was gently wanking his cock as he continued to enjoy watching his son fondle his young girlfriend's almost naked body.
"I think these panties are going to get in the way, Emelie," Mike whispered, and in a second, he pulled them to her ankles and off. And then he began:
"Someone is buck naked right now . . . and when you are buck naked, feeling someone poking their finger along here (as he moved his finger along the edges of her pussy lips) probably feels pretty awesome doesn't it?"
"Oh FUCK yes . . . that feels ohhhhhh . . . yeah do it right there!" As he manipulated her moist twat, and at the same time moved his middle finger in and out of her tight fuck hole . . . He used his other hand to unzip his pants and with some difficulty yank them down along with his boxers. Immediately his stiff bare shaft buckled upwards. His dad noted the length of his cock and realized he was well on his way to matching his 8" rod, which he was still wanking on.
As he watched his son, he stood up and quickly got rid of all of his clothes making the two horny guys and the young girl all nude, with the young girl still roped onto the ceiling in the lurch. As Mike continued to fondle her pussy he moved up close so that his stiff cock was up against her upper leg. "Can you feel something up against your BARE leg . . .Emelie," he said as he bucked his hips and rubbed his shaft within a few inches of her twat.
"That feels awesome Mike . . . and I love what you are doing to me with those naughty fingers of yours too . . ." then she was suddenly startled as a second much larger appendage was now rubbing against her other side. Carl had a smile on his face and an erect shaft in his hand as he directed the leaking tip all around her waist and hips.
"I can't believe it . . . you both have your COCKS out don't you, and I can't even see a thing!" she pouted. Then everyone panicked as a cell phone rang. Carl looked at where the sound was coming from and realized that it was in the back pocket of Emelie's Daisy Dukes.
"That's my phone!" said Emelie recognizing the ring. "I'll bet that's Taylor, my friend. She was going to call if she could hang out with me today. Could you get the phone over to me . . . please?" Mike let go of her body and quickly retrieved the phone as it was still ringing. As he looked at the iPhone screen, a very pretty brunette girl about the same age as her was displayed . . . clad only in a skimpy two-piece bikini. She must have clicked on the FaceTime button.
"I'll hit the button and then you can talk to her," said Mike, as he watched his dad untie the girl's arms above her head and at the same time gently push her down onto the carpeting. Carl grabbed the phone and put it up to her ear, after making sure she was now on her back. Only wearing the white gloves and her sandals was suddenly more erotic for them to look at, than her being totally nude . . . which of course she truly was. He quickly undid the rope around her wrists and placed the phone inside her white-gloved hand.
