Chapter 4

When we walked in the room, I couldn’t help but let my hands roam over Crystal’s ass in the slutty dress. She played the part of whore awkwardly but enthusiastically. I would be happy to train her to get better at it. She set down her purse next to the TV and pulled out a prescription bottle.

"Do you want an adderall?" she asked. "I’m happy to share."

"Oh, that’s sweet of you," I said, lying on the bed. "But I actually did some coke before you got here."

"Coke?" she said, her eyes wide. "I’ve never tried it. In that book I read she did it all the time."

"I’m happy to share, too," I said.

"You have more?" Crystal asked.

I nodded.

"You’re sure you don’t mind sharing?" she asked. "I guess it’s expensive?"

Her naivete was superb. I reached into my jeans pocket and pulled out the vial before sliding off the bed.

"Here," I said, unscrewing the cap. Crystal stood close to me. She was short enough to come about to the top of my shoulders. Her hair was a thick mane of blonde. She had curled it again. Her makeup was as thick as before. Her breath smelled sweet, and her saucers for eyes looked on in awe as I tapped out a small bump of coke onto the back of my hand. "Try this," I said. "Just a quick little snort as hard as you can."

With a determined look on her face, Crystal covered her left nostril and snorted hard with her right. The powder disappeared up her nose, and she winced at the burn.

"Oh, geez, it hurts!" she exclaimed.

I licked the back of my hand and said, "Only for a minute. Just give it a little bit to work, and you should feel a rush."

Her full lips looked inviting, so I kissed her. My hands pushed up the hem of her dress. I loved the soft, velvety feel of her skin.

"The only reason I’m here is to fuck you," I said.

"That turns me on," she said.

My hands became more insistent, and Crystal got the clue. She kicked off her heels and stepped out of the dress. She was a bombshell naked, without question. She had a fit figure, no tan lines, and her fake tits were perfectly proportioned. Her pussy had prominent lips that hung down, but I was drawn to the landing strip of fluffy, nearly white blonde pubic hair that she retained. She saw me staring at it.

"I’m proud of being a real blonde," she said.

I laughed and drew her to me. Her body was warm.

"You’re absolutely gorgeous," I said, kissing her again.

I pulled her down to the bed, and we kept making out while she helped undress me. After we had kissed for a while, I saw a new look sweep across her face.

"I think the coke hit me," she said. "I feel like the only thing I want to do is climb on top of you and ride you."

"Well, go ahead," I said with a grin.

And that kicked off a sweaty, ninety-minute romp that was broken only by a break for water and more cocaine. Crystal was hyper, and I couldn’t tell if it was her nature or the drugs. She climbed on my dick, slipped it into her wet cunt, and started riding me hard and fast. She didn’t talk much but let out occasional groans and slowly muttered "oh ... yeah." But she had the endurance of a marathon runner, which I later found out she was. She came at least twice, but I hadn’t gotten off. I was enjoying myself. She was sweating but wouldn’t stop. Finally, she asked me if I was going to cum.

I got a wicked smile on my face and said, "If you try harder."

So she simply redoubled her efforts. When I felt my coke buzz waning and her pussy getting a little dry, I told her to suck me. And she did it with equal enthusiasm. At that point, I stopped toying with her and came in her mouth.

"That was hot," she said.

"You did all the work," I said.

"Do you mind, um, you know, I feel like the coke isn’t working that well still, so could we, um," she said.

"I’ve got plenty," I said. "Do you want to try a line this time?"

"Yes," she said too quickly.

I didn’t cut the line too big for Crystal and also formed two thick ones for myself. I passed her the silver straw.

"Oh wow, this is so cute," she said as she took it in her hand. She had perfectly manicured nails with French tips. So she was appearance-conscious but not in step with the latest trends.

"This is more than just a bump," I explained, "so you’ll have to snort for a while to make sure you get it all."

She was a quick student and snorted up the line.

"Here," I said, after she said, tilting her head back slightly. "Rub your nose a little, and it helps it dissolve."

She smiled at me proudly.

"I’m just going to tell you that I think I really like cocaine," she said quickly.

I laughed. "You and me both, Crystal," I said and then helped myself to the two remaining lines.

We tumbled back into bed and had a furious, satisfying second round. For almost an hour, Crystal sucked and fucked me. She was hyper. She loved sucking cock. She enthusiastically remained on top almost the entire time, except for when I insisted on doggy style because I wanted to play with her tight, obviously virgin asshole a little bit. She resisted that initially but found my rubbing around it with a wet finger not too bad.

"I’m glad you didn’t want to use condoms," I told her at one point.

"I’ve never used a condom before," she admitted.

"How many guys have you slept with?" I asked.

"You’re number eight," she said.

Since Crystal had said she only had two hours to play, I didn’t let the second round drag on too long. I finally relented and came on her tits.

"Guys really like doing that," she said.

"Well, you’ve got amazing tits," I said.

"That’s the first time anyone has ever orgasmed twice with me," she said.

I couldn’t believe my ears.

"Wait, really?" I said.