Naughty Nug (closed)

[shizzz]

Ooc: looking for someone to play the babysitter. Pm me and I'll explain the weed twist



Marc was itching to get home, and the classes of his senior year of highschool couldn't be more boring. He aced everything he took, hardly trying at all, but unlike most of the brainy bunch he had a very interesting set of extra curricular activities, horticulture mainly

With rich, overworking and neglectful parents he had developed an amazing hydroponic setup. That along with an interesting home set up of a chemistry lab, and an ever curious mind had lead him to his latest experiment. He was growing a strain of marijuana that was suffused with extasy. The development had been expensive, but his parents never batted an eye at the things he bought, ever proud of his academic prowess, they couldn't be more clueless

But that still left him with another 30 minutes of Spanish, then he would grab his best friend, and the second ranked of the chess club, second after Marc of course

He stretched his lithe tones frame, pushed his glasses up on his small nose, pushing them closer to his emerald eyes then ran a hand through his long blond hair. Itching to try his newest strain, a delicious bu having been plucked for drying yesterday sat out on a platter over one of the heaters in the basement. It was out in the open, but his parents were clueless, and off on business trips to boot. This weekend he and Brennan were gonna get all types of blitzed. With the end of the ear 3 weeks away, the sun was hit, his pool was cool and he had scored some liquor from a jock for helping him with a science report

Painfully te time ticked by, but soon enough he was pulling up into the driveway only barely noticing a car in the neighbors drive. It was Ashley's, maybe she was home from college? But the thought of the busty beauty was second to his eagerness to sample his latest creation

He burst in through the door, paused at te kitchen to make a rum and coke, and then headed down the stairs into the basement

 

[Fountaine]

Ashley's appearance
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"Ugh babysitting..." Ashley thought to herself as she drove to the house "This is so beneath me.". A young woman who was hardly the working type, seeing as she came from a wealthy family. However, her parents thought that they should get a bit more involved into teaching their only child some 'responsibility'. "Just three more weeks..." she thought to herself as she parked her Dodge Viper away, walking towards the door. She admired her own self through the reflection the window gave out. This blue tank top really hugged her incredibly busty physique. Almost a waste to have a good appearance for such a terrible job.

Ashley knocked and knocked and received no answer. Turning the knob, she couldn't help but enter, seeing as the door was unlocked. "Hello?" she asked and received no reply. Taking this, somehow, as an invitation to go further in, she noticed a joint lying on a table. "Well hello there." she thought to herself, as she placed it in her mouth and with a nearby match, lit it up.

 

[shizzz]

He opened the door of the basement, the smell of weed instantly stinging at his nose. He looked around and saw the back of a blond head sitting at the couch. Then he remembered the car in the driveway, and his parents mentioning a sitter for his sister Sarah

"Ashley is that you" he asked as he walked closer, coming up to the back of the sofa he swallowed hard. The vantage he had showed him a full chest pressing the fabric of a blue tank top taught, the full round orbs stretched the neckline taught, revealing a deep swell of cleavage. In her hand was a joint, his joint. His newest strain. Hydroponically grown with extasy. He hadn't gotten a chance to try more then a small puff, and the buzz it had given him had thrummed through his body. One of the most physical highs he had experienced

The joint that he had been racing home to light up was more than half way gone

She slowly turned up to look at him

"I totally forgot you were babysitting" he told her, his eyes quickly darting to hers

 

[Fountaine]

"I totally forgot you were babysitting"

She took a few more puffs before even noticing Marc. "Oh Marc! Hi!" she said enthusiastically before going over to him and hugging him tightly. Not exactly oblivious to his crush on her, she pushed her breasts against his chest; unsure why exactly, other than the fact that the idea of him obsessing over her curves was seeming enticing. "This stuff is great, by the way." she said, pulling away to take another puff "Is this your mom's or something?"

 

[shizzz]

She puffed on the joint again, thick grey smoke rolling out from between her lush lips, then she popped up and ran around the sofa to him. The sight of her full chest bouncing in her haste made his whole body tense. Then suddenly she had her arms around him, more importantly her full chest pressed against his, the heat from her body was painfully obvious to him

She pulled back, asking about the weed before she took another puff

"No it's not actually. It's my very own. It's a new plant I have been growing with a new hydro set up. My folks don't pay attention to a thing that I do" he told her

"So you like it. Are you gonna share it" he aske with a smile. The sight of his crush right in front of him, liking his new creation made his ego swell

"It's a very special plant" he told her, then he reached up, letting his hand slide over hers, as he took the joint from her small delicate hands, and took a long refreshing hit. He held his breath for a moment, then let the smoke out in a long thick cloud

"Man I needed that" he told wr with a grin. Then took a drink

"So it's just me and you, Sara won't get home from dance for another four hours" he said as he handed her the joint, already feeling his body grow tingly. Then he walke around the sofa and plopped down on it

"man it's hot down here" he said, realizing it was probably the weed, but he couldn't help but think it might not just be because of that. His eye slid over her frame as she took another drag from the joint, her breasts swelling against wr tank top as she filled her lungs with his newest creation

 

[Fountaine]

Ashley found herself enjoying each puff from the joint, as it began to already shrink from being consumed. She went to sit with Marc on the couch, remarking "Four hours until Sara gets home? What on earth can I do until then?" she said out loud as she simply sat there, finishing up the joint, feeling just a tad lightheaded and quite frankly, out of it.

So, when Marc stated "man it's hot down here", the room immediately began to feel more uncomfortable for her. "Yeah, I think you're right..." Ashley responded, bringing her hands down to the bottom of her top before pulling it over her head, leaving her breasts protected by a mere bra.

 

[shizzz]

He froze. He wasn't sure he could believe what was happening, and he thanked his new weed. He watched as Ashley grabbed the bottom of her tank top, and peeled it off

Her full breasts seemed to billow out of the top of her bra, the opaque material filled with her flesh. His eyes slid over her soft swelling cleavage, following the sweeping curves

"That does look more comfortable" he said, then followed suit. He peeled his own shirt off, the cool air washing over his tingling skin. He leaned his lithe, swim obsessed, toned form back against the sofa

"Much better. I think to kill some time though we should at least try a bong hit" he said. He sat up, and produced a delicate glass piece from an end table. Then he got up, walked over to the heater where he had left the newest creation drying

"What we just smoked was the last round. This is from my newest creation, it should kick our asses thoroughly. " he said as he set the nug down. It glimmered with white crystals, which he assumed was largely processed extasy. He broke a small bi off and packed the bong, handing it to her.