Thursday 22 October 2015

My first time.

        It was a nice day when it happened, the sun shone for the first time this summer, it finally felt like it as it often doesn't in this dull country with this dull weather. It felt like a good day, I was hopeful for something exciting, but most importantly I was hopping to see HIM, at least a glance, at least a spark...
         I am usually a simple girl, not too much make up, rarely wearing foundation and always failing at putting eyes shadow on. But today I took my time doing it, wore my best bra and panties as well as my best ''boobie top'' you know when your tits just flashes out and everyone looks? Yeah, that kind of top. Ready to go with  ton of perfume on I was ready to show the world THAT version of me. Time to make him look. Time to make him ''share'' it. Time to get what I want.
         He is tall, blond, has gorgeous green eyes, amazing abs and let me not mention that ass. Don't lie girls, we all look, weather you're into that or not. His style makes you look twice, his perfume smells like heaven and his attitude makes you drool. Everyone wants to be around him. They all want to be around Mrs popular, for his company or his soft lips, even his big dick. But today is my day, I shall make him approach me. I shall speck to him. I shall lock my fears in a dungeon and throw the key in Lake Baikal and I won't get lost in his eyes when he'll say ''hi'' ...
          So the moment came, He looked, I smiled, he winked, I blushed, he approached me, I said hi. He invited me over ''let's do it'' he said. Uncertain and full of fears I rejected his confident invitation. I was thinking of the consequences ... ''What would people say?'' ... ''Right here?'' ... ''How would I feel after?'' ... ''Is it really going to affect me?'' 
            He raised his eyebrows, he was ready, he took it out. It was big. It was long. It looked good, rather appealing. I really wandered how it tasted, I stared at it for a few seconds. I look up at him, he was already feeling it, holding it in his hands. I could feel that he was curious how i'd handle it. So was I. I wanted it against my lips. He complimented them giving me a cheeky smile. I stared again,biting my lip. ''I know you want it, why don't you just give it a go? It's not that bad.'' As an impulsive person that I am, I didn't think about it longer. I was scared he'll just put it back in and walk away. I wanted him to stay and I really wanted to try it. 
            I took it in my hand and pressed it against my lips. He took out his lighter. It was pink. I giggled as I lit it up and waited to burn. I took a long drag, pumped it in my lungs, corrupting it fully with smoke, with a very hard to describe taste, yet such a strong impact on my body. ''Keep it in'' he said , I chocked as we both start laughing. It had a mid floral scent, mixed with tobacco. It didn't taste bad though. I liked it. I wanted more, so I took more. I took two more drags and passed it on. It hit me. Hard. I laughed, so badly, everything was so funny. All my senses were so much stronger. I could smell the flowers and the freshly cut grass of the park. My eyes got smaller and my pupils bigger. Everyone and everything was so beautiful. Time went by so slowly. I looked at my hands. I felt dizzy and happy. Very happy. Happy and hungry. 
            And so the green in Mrs Popular's thing suited his green eyes. But I loved more the way IT made me feel, not the way His EYES made me feel when I looked at them. It was a good summer day. The first time I tried green. <3
                                                             
                                                                       -S.