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pan6467 · 11-21-2008, 12:30 AM

PLAYA CHICA COVE = Lower Right Corner of map

**ADULT CONTENT SEXUALLY EXPLICIT WITH HEAVY DRUG REFERENCES AND USAGES**

The bluish smoke from the cigarette she had just lit and put into the ashtray wafted freely towards the cathedral ceiling. She was anxious, worried but most of all she was living for the adrenaline pumping through her system.

"It won't be long," she thought to herself, laughing at what she was doing and thinking.

She grabbed the cigarette and walked over to the window overlooking Playa Chica Cove. She remembered her first taste down there. A 35 year old former model meeting a strange man at the bar she frequented nightly to drown the fears of age and resentments for ending a career that was about to skyrocket into films. She drank to forget,the old man had money and told her she could go back to her career once they married. But the bastard lied. By the time she popped out 2 safety heirs, she was forgotten by the industry. Sure she did a few B movies but nothing like the 2 blockbusters she had co starring roles in.

Ah, but to that first night and the man at the bar off Varadero on the beach. It was the first night she had decided to dress sexily and be noticed, before that she would sneak out, in frumpy clothes go to the very back, dimly lit area of the bar and drink alone until she was perfectly numb, then find her way home and sneak into her bedroom across from the monster's master bedroom. Many nights, as she would pass she would hear the 20 something housekeeper sucking his dick or screaming a fake orgasm as he would come inside her. She figured it was ok, that meant one less night he would try to get her to have sex. As for Linda, the housekeeper, well, she'd be paid well but she'd never get the true money, no that was her's.

The thought of sex with that hideous man, no matter how rich made her sick. It made her sick now, just thinking about it.

But back to that glorious night, when she tried many things for the first time. She couldn't remember the man's name as it wasn't the man that turned her on so much. It was the other things he taught her that night, after they left the bar, drunk and hot for each other.... or to at least get laid.

The sex was ok, at first. But then he introduced her to the cocaine. She had never done drugs, Hell, she was 30 before she ever drank. She remembered that high... how great the sex became, how full of energy she was. Never did she think sex would be that great. Ah.... the coke.

She smiled as she remembered that first high and night.

The coke was so great, then came the down.... he pulled out a brownish powder and told her to snort it like the coke. It didn't take long for the warm fuzzy feeling to hit her. The feeling of sheer ecstasy, she was feeling orgasmic all over her body. The sex and highs were unbelievable the rest of that night. She remembered that having a strong coked up cock inside her as she was speeding then nodding all at once made her feel so damned good. The coke and heroin, she did that first night was so much better.

The memories made her slide her hands down her slender body, the memory making her body scream in pleasure.... her touching her clit as she came looking at the window, and seeing where it all started.

She looked at her watch.... "Where the fuck is he?" She took a drag off her cigarette, sucking it deeply in... pretending the tobacco was something else.

She heard the lock to the penthouse door turn and the door open. She ran to the man standing there. He smiled in admiration of her perfect body. She smiled knowing that ecstasy was just a minute away.

"Did you get it?" she asked nervously, anxiously.

"Yeah, I got it. I made a deal with the man." He pulled out the silver cases, one labeled H the other C.

She grabbed them and poured the powders out onto the glass table, carefully razorblading a line of each out and mixing it into a joint. She lit it and toked heavily. Losing all sense of the man she walked away from.

He started taking off his sweatshirt and pants as he walked towards her. He saw her exhale the first toke and suck in another deeply. As she exhaled the second, he saw she was stoned.

She reached out the joint to him and he took a deep hit. His naked cock hardened as the drug mixture hit him.

She grabbed for the joint, but he teased her by taking it away. She laughed, as she kicked him in his hardness and grabbed the joint. Sucking all she could from it.

"Bastard." She screamed at him, laughing as she took another deep hit. Her body was now feeling the ecstasy she waited desperately for.

"Fuck you, whore." He yelled back as best he could, the pain knocking the air out of him. His hardness shrinking and hurting.

She handed him the joint and laid out on the couch. "Why don't you put that sore little guy in something warm?"

He took a toke and the hardness returned. He took another hit and entered his hardness into her still very tight pussy. Kissing her he exhaled the smoke into her lungs.

****To be continued.... look for the edits****

11-21-2008, 12:30 AM	#9 (permalink)
pan6467 Lennonite Priest Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA	PLAYA CHICA COVE = Lower Right Corner of map ADULT CONTENT SEXUALLY EXPLICIT WITH HEAVY DRUG REFERENCES AND USAGES The bluish smoke from the cigarette she had just lit and put into the ashtray wafted freely towards the cathedral ceiling. She was anxious, worried but most of all she was living for the adrenaline pumping through her system. "It won't be long," she thought to herself, laughing at what she was doing and thinking. She grabbed the cigarette and walked over to the window overlooking Playa Chica Cove. She remembered her first taste down there. A 35 year old former model meeting a strange man at the bar she frequented nightly to drown the fears of age and resentments for ending a career that was about to skyrocket into films. She drank to forget,the old man had money and told her she could go back to her career once they married. But the bastard lied. By the time she popped out 2 safety heirs, she was forgotten by the industry. Sure she did a few B movies but nothing like the 2 blockbusters she had co starring roles in. Ah, but to that first night and the man at the bar off Varadero on the beach. It was the first night she had decided to dress sexily and be noticed, before that she would sneak out, in frumpy clothes go to the very back, dimly lit area of the bar and drink alone until she was perfectly numb, then find her way home and sneak into her bedroom across from the monster's master bedroom. Many nights, as she would pass she would hear the 20 something housekeeper sucking his dick or screaming a fake orgasm as he would come inside her. She figured it was ok, that meant one less night he would try to get her to have sex. As for Linda, the housekeeper, well, she'd be paid well but she'd never get the true money, no that was her's. The thought of sex with that hideous man, no matter how rich made her sick. It made her sick now, just thinking about it. But back to that glorious night, when she tried many things for the first time. She couldn't remember the man's name as it wasn't the man that turned her on so much. It was the other things he taught her that night, after they left the bar, drunk and hot for each other.... or to at least get laid. The sex was ok, at first. But then he introduced her to the cocaine. She had never done drugs, Hell, she was 30 before she ever drank. She remembered that high... how great the sex became, how full of energy she was. Never did she think sex would be that great. Ah.... the coke. She smiled as she remembered that first high and night. The coke was so great, then came the down.... he pulled out a brownish powder and told her to snort it like the coke. It didn't take long for the warm fuzzy feeling to hit her. The feeling of sheer ecstasy, she was feeling orgasmic all over her body. The sex and highs were unbelievable the rest of that night. She remembered that having a strong coked up cock inside her as she was speeding then nodding all at once made her feel so damned good. The coke and heroin, she did that first night was so much better. The memories made her slide her hands down her slender body, the memory making her body scream in pleasure.... her touching her clit as she came looking at the window, and seeing where it all started. She looked at her watch.... "Where the fuck is he?" She took a drag off her cigarette, sucking it deeply in... pretending the tobacco was something else. She heard the lock to the penthouse door turn and the door open. She ran to the man standing there. He smiled in admiration of her perfect body. She smiled knowing that ecstasy was just a minute away. "Did you get it?" she asked nervously, anxiously. "Yeah, I got it. I made a deal with the man." He pulled out the silver cases, one labeled H the other C. She grabbed them and poured the powders out onto the glass table, carefully razorblading a line of each out and mixing it into a joint. She lit it and toked heavily. Losing all sense of the man she walked away from. He started taking off his sweatshirt and pants as he walked towards her. He saw her exhale the first toke and suck in another deeply. As she exhaled the second, he saw she was stoned. She reached out the joint to him and he took a deep hit. His naked cock hardened as the drug mixture hit him. She grabbed for the joint, but he teased her by taking it away. She laughed, as she kicked him in his hardness and grabbed the joint. Sucking all she could from it. "Bastard." She screamed at him, laughing as she took another deep hit. Her body was now feeling the ecstasy she waited desperately for. "Fuck you, whore." He yelled back as best he could, the pain knocking the air out of him. His hardness shrinking and hurting. She handed him the joint and laid out on the couch. "Why don't you put that sore little guy in something warm?" He took a toke and the hardness returned. He took another hit and entered his hardness into her still very tight pussy. Kissing her he exhaled the smoke into her lungs. **To be continued.... look for the edits** __________________ I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" Last edited by pan6467; 11-21-2008 at 05:29 AM..