Purple Haze Pt. 1

She brought the joint to her full lips and took a long breath to inhale the sweet smoke. The burn made her choke as she pounded her chest with her fist. 

“ Can’t take it?” Her partner teased as he shook his head and relieved her of the herb. With a deep chuckle, he took a long puff, and a moment later blew out a thick ball of purple haze. Juliet sat amazed at the tall man who seemed to tower above her, like a giant, even while sitting. The way he could cooly inhale the drug, inspired her ogle him with admiration as they sat.

Each time she looked at him, it made her account for her own set of looks, anxious about their compatibility. She wasn’t exactly what you would call traditionally pretty. Standing at 5’4”, 185lbs which made her thighs and butt much thicker, surprisingly her weight distributed fairly evenly. Thanks to good genes, she always told others. Her skin was soft and mostly clear, a very mild shade of brown which left her ethnicity almost ambiguous. and long curly hair that grew in the humidity to be almost twice the size of her head. Big brown eyes that on more than one occasion had been called intimidating.

The man, Michael, on the other hand was not only traditionally attractive. But to Juliet, he was no less than beautiful. He stood at 6’2, only lightly tanned skin that, even tho was covered in tattoos, she could tell is was gorgeously smooth and tight. He had perfect teeth, perfect short brown hair, perfectly toned body. Not too much muscle, not too little. and his voice. ‘God.’ Just thinking about these features turned her into jelly. This moment was no different. Looking up at her English 101 professor made her shake with desire. Never could she have imagined herself in this moment.

“Are you alright?” his deep voice penetrated her thoughts. 

‘Shit.’ “Yes sorry, I was thinking of something else.” Her face heated up with embarrassment. 

“You cant be high already with just that little bit.” He grinned at her and held the drug up to her lips. “breath deep, and relax.” He cooed. Juliet closed her eyes and took a deep breath, taking in the smoke and holding it in her lungs. She resisted the urge to cough and slowly her anxiety started to lessen. “Starting to feel good?” Michael questioned and placed his hand on her chin making there eyes lock. ‘Damnit, why was he so good at flirting?’ She Nodded in response, left helpless in his presence. 

“Good girl.” He took another puff and then sat the almost finished joint in a nearby ash tray. The room was dark, dimly lit by a purple lamp in the corner. It was a sort of den like area that was filled with books, maps, and only a few pictures. They sat on an old couch pushed against the wall. He leaned over and sipped on his glass of whiskey before sliding off his wedding ring, setting it aside out of view, and turning to face her.

“Juliet.” Michael whispered in her ear, the brush of heat sent shivers down her spine. “Come sit on my lap.” he commanded. She felt a lump in her throat form at his words, Juliet had never been in a situation like this. Could this be the very time she actually looses her virginity, at a healthy 21 years old. She followed his orders and straddled his lap, her large chest resting against his collar bone as he painted circles on her back with the tips of his fingers. 

“Don’t be so nervous, we’re just touching.” He assured her unconvincingly.

“I-I’m not nervous, just inexperienced I guess. Maybe feeling a little out of my league.”

“Out of your league?” he questioned genuinely astonished. “Haha, I knew I liked you for a good reason. If you don’t know what to do just say so. But you are not out of your league. At the risk of sounding like a self absorbed asshole, I think we make quite the match.” 

His response only made her fall more and more madly in love with him. ‘What’s wrong with me?’ She thought a moment before cupping his face and pressing her lips against his. Their tongues danced around in circular motions while his strong hands began to explore her body. “Fuck” Michael groaned as he took a handful of her plump ass in his grasp. She could feel his erection growing in his pants beneath her crotch. ‘I wish I had worn a skirt.’ Juliet cursed herself for the shorts she had on. But, that didn’t stop his hands from wandering up her short hem and tugging at her panties. 

“Fuck, you’re soaked already.” His groan turned into a growl as he retracted his fingers from her shorts and gave her ass a hard smack. They kissed a few moments longer before he flipped their positions, putting Juliet on her back and Michael on top of her with his knees on either side of her body. “Take those shorts off now.” he demanded before pulling off his shirt. This sight of his cut chest and rippling abs almost made her cum on the spot. ‘How could someone be this beautiful?’ Juliet quickly pulled off her shorts, a sharp look from Michael and she got the hint to remove her purple panties as well. He grinned gazing down at her young pussy. He could see her hard clit poking through her wet slit, and perfectly groomed triangle of hair on her pelvic area. 

“Goddammit, I can’t wait to make you cum.” The grin on his face was almost more attractive the the bulge in his pants.

“Please” Juliet whimpered. She was already squirming where she lay, anxious to feel him, anxious to embrace him, and horny beyond belief. Michael kneeled down between her legs taking in the magnificent sight of her perfect pink insides peaking through her light brown skin. He started to rub just a little around her clit, dragging the juices from her hole to her hard nub. This sent Juliet to heaven. This felt so much better than when she did it herself. Was it his firm hand? His warm breath? Or maybe just him in general. Whatever it was Juliet knew it wouldn't take long for her to reach climax. He moved in closer, starting to drag his tongue across her naughty lips while sliding a finger into her pulsing hole. 

“Oh fuck~” Juliet moaned loudly and gripped the fabric of the couch. 

“Mmm, I bet you like this.” With a smirk he inserted another finger and flicked his tongue back and forth across her clit.

“Oh god I love that.” Her face was bright red as he continued to probe her pleasure spots. “You’re gonna make me cum.” She sang edging closer and closer to an orgasm. Suddenly he stopped and removed his tongue and dripping fingers from her pussy. 

“Why’d you stop?” Juliet whined disappointedly. Michael licked his fingers sensually before undoing his jeans and pulling them down along with his boxers. His cock came springing out. Juliet was left speechless, she had never seen a cock this big in real life. It was at least nine inches, thick, veiny, and leaking precum. More than sexy, it was downright intimidating. ‘Is this actually going to go inside me?’ She reacted internally.

“Get on the floor and get on your knees.” Again he demanded. His personality now was much different than his personality in class. And Juliet was kind of turned on by it. She obeyed his command and position herself in front of him on her knees, His cock loomed in front of her face, red and ready to be pleased. He lightly jerked waiting for her to initiate. When she didn't he grabbed her by the jaw and pushed her lips against the tip. “Fuck , I forgot you were a virgin.”

“I’ve sucked a dick before... I was just distracted.” As her words slipped out, his cock slipped in. The taste of his cock drove her crazy. Who could have imagined it would taste so good, so naughty. Juliet took a second to savor this moment. The salty taste of his cock in her mouth, on her knees, pleasing the man she’s fantasized about all year. Now penetrating her mouth, and she loved every second of it. Michael didn’t seem to mind her patience, the moment his cock pressed between her lips he struggled to keep his composure. Looking up and seeing her partner huffing and feeling his cock twitch insider her mouth, Juliet tightened her lips around his shaft and began to move her head back and forth along his hard on, which by the way was very hard. Michael started to groan and moan as he settled his hand on her head. He didn’t push or grab it, but simply moved in rhythm with her steady pace. Back and forth. In and out. Soon it got so wet her slurps and shleps were filling the room. He was staring to loose it, maybe it was the fact that he and his wife no longer had sex, or maybe Juliet was just excellent at sucking cock. She didn’t leave him much time to ponder this phenomenon before wrapping her hands around his hips, grabbing onto his ass cheeks, and deep throating his cock out of nowhere. He watched in amazement as his rod disappeared down her throat. “Fuck!” He growled. She gaze him to time to adjust. He was pulling out. He wasn’t ready. Not yet!

But it was too late. Michael gripped her hair, yes, roughly. He pulled his cock out at the same time He began his release. Half in her mouth, the other half on her face and shirt.

Juliet grinned triumphantly and opened her mouth for Michael to inspect. Which he did after he caught his breath and regained some composure. “What the fuck are you? Here I thought I’d have to hold your hand through it.” He teased and ran a hand through his moist tussled hair.

“Well I said I had given blow jobs before.” Juliet replied with a wink.

“That wasn’t a normal blow job...” Michael examined her, no longer seeing Juliet as his quiet, reserved student. But as a somewhat experienced, sexual, hungry woman; whom he was hellbent on enjoying to the fullest.