6 comments/ 5370 views/ 9 favorites Jasmine - The Drug Ch. 01 By: sassnass My first story. I appreciate feedback and would like to know if I should continue or not. Cheers sassnass ***** It was another co-ed gym class. The rain had put off the boys' outdoor football match. Oh well, thought, Tyler. I can stare at Jasmine's ass all gym class then. Jasmine Hope had arguably the best body in Tyler's grade. At 5'9 she had fantastically strong legs, a toned stomach and one of the firmest, highest, tightest big muscled asses you could think of. And during co-ed volleyball, Tyler got to see that wonderful butt in booty shorts. Both Jasmine and Tyler were in their last year, and as seniors, they were exceptionally horny. "Because we are rained in today we are going to be combining with the boys and doing indoor volleyball..." Mr. James droned on. Jasmine was overly excited. She loved flaunting her body to guys and now here was the opportunity to wear extremely tight and short booty shorts and jump up and down while the guys' gym class stared on. Especially Tyler. She'd seen him ogling her derriere and moving awkwardly (presumably because the sight of her ass caused a tent in his pants). Jasmine found him cute like he hopefully found her. His body was amazingly toned because of his commitment to the football, martial arts and lacrosse. He was an athlete and when a tall 6'2 athlete finds Jasmine Hope attractive, she sets her sights on him. "OK! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE WILL BE PUTTING YOU INTO SIX TEAMS- NO! SORRY TEN TEAMS OF SIX!" Mr. David the boys' gym teacher shouted. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..." Both gym teachers numbered off the students into groups. As it would turn out perfectly for the two, both Jasmine and Tyler were put on the team number five. Jasmine was outgoing but shy and flirty and Tyler was the confident athlete, who would go up and make a move, and so he did. "You play volleyball right? I always watch the girl's team." Jasmine grinned coyly at Tyler which sent electricity jolting through his body. "Well do you like what you see?" With that Jasmine spun on her heels and gave her hips an extra thrust as she walked towards the court. "Shit," Tyler thought to himself, "I'm really fucking thirsty." Jasmine wasn't the only volleyball player on their team, two girls and a guy both played varsity volleyball leaving Tyler and a younger girl the only ones who didn't play. The rest took up positions and when Tyler saw Jasmine had taken up a position by the net, he quickly raced behind her so he had a perfect view of Jasmine's glorious behind. Tyler was the one who got to serve and as the ball went over the net, Jasmine bounced on her toes causing her tight ass to bounce up and down and to make Tyler's throat dry up. With every block every set her firm ass would stretch the tight lycra and it would slide into her ass. And every time it would slide into her ass, her hands would pick it out. Unfortunately do to rotation, Tyler ended up in the front row and Jasmine would end up in the back row. As they passed Jasmine licked her lips and made eye contact with him. As he looked away, she glanced down to see a pitched tent. Easily 7 inches long, this for a young teen was impressive. Smiling, Jasmine knew what she was going to do. When they rotated again Jasmine squatted low to the ground, feeling her booty shorts stretch to the max as they were pulled into her butt-crack, making a makeshift thong. Tyler's cock was oozing pre-cum and was as hard as diamond. As the serve came up Jasmine backed up and stretched to reach for the ball, but she intentionally fell back and stumbled into Tyler. She felt his rock hard cock slide between her cheeks, and she quickly flexed her ass muscles massaging his erect penis. Tyler was in absolute heaven. Jasmine had grabbed onto his hips to stop herself from collapsing to the floor, while she expertly pulled his hips forward lodging his cock between her buns. She clenched and massaged him until Tyler groaned and burst. Her ass was firmly but soothingly milking the cum from him as he shot rope after rope into his shorts. Jasmine wiggled her ass causing another 3 ropes of cum shoot out of him. It felt like an eternity for him and when Jasmine finally, slowly pushed herself off his crotch, she turned and licked her lips at him causing him to shoot another rope. Jasmine watched and giggled as poor Tyler sprinted off to the changing room (where he would remain for the rest of the class). "Oh he will make the perfect subject," she thought to herself, as her sensitive ass tingled. Tyler felt like every set of eyes were on him for the rest of the day. The two combined gym classes had made up a sum of about fifty students. Surely news would spread about Tyler moaning and gasping as Jasmine had practically grinded with him. Worse, gossip would fly about him running off and hiding in the boy's locker room for the remainder of the class. Fortunately for Tyler, he was wrong. Apparently most of the class hadn't cared, and the others thought he didn't want to be seen as a pervert who got off on the slightest of contact with a girl. His friends teased and poked fun but no one gave any second thoughts. Except for Jasmine. Jasmine was pleased with her work, proud of the fact she had reduced a confident man to shooting his load into his briefs. However she had more in store for Tyler. Over the next few days Tyler avoided Jasmine like the south end of a magnet avoided the south end of another. Jasmine happily let him and ignored him apart from the occasional wink or smirk. Both of them knew that Tyler still stared at her body as she walked up and down the halls, and they both remembered Tyler's premature ejaculation. On Friday, Tyler got on the bus, exhausted and ready for a weekend of video games, watching Sunday Night Football and maybe going out to a potential party on Saturday night. As he sat in the front of the bus listening to music, in the back of the bus sat Jasmine. When Tyler got off so did Jasmine, making sure to keep a safe distance from him. As he turned up his driveway and undid slid the key into the door, Jasmine made her move. "Hey Tyler." Startled, he spun on his heel and proceeded to have his breath taken away. Jasmine was wearing a skintight skirt with a blue blouse with buttons showing off her cleavage and just stopping before her bra. Tyler imagined how her ass would look as his eyes took in her massive breasts. He guessed she wore a DD or a DDD cup. "Wha-what are you doing here?" His stutter made him sound weak and frightened. "Oh c'mon, let's not lie. We both know I grinded on you and flexed and that you came buckets inside of your underwear. Personally I've always found you cute and I think it's even cuter knowing that I have that control over you. Well to be honest I have full control of you." Tyler's facial expression went from frightened, to confused, to terrified and back to staring at her buxom boobs. As he glanced up and opened his mouth to speak, Jasmine moved in for the kill. She lunged forth and grabbed his face pulling him and slithering her tongue into his mouth and locking with his. At first Tyler tried to push her off, but then it felt like his body melted. Jasmine's lips tasted addictively sweet and Tyler couldn't get enough. His tongue wrestled with hers, desperate to continue to taste Jasmine. She was a drug. As Tyler kissed his thoughts were reduced to emotions and his emotions were reduced to one sole instinct; lust. Jasmine felt as her prey became an animal, desperate for the rawest form of sex possible and willing to submit to her every action just to satisfy his craving. Jasmine had pumped a large amount of hormones into her prey but she wanted him fully dependant on her for satisfaction so she shoved him back against his door and wrapped her legs around his body pumping dangerous amounts of succubus hormones into Tyler's body. When she broke off she grabbed his full blown erection causing him to thrust angrily into her palm. Pulling him by his cock, Jasmine opened up Tyler's own house and up to his own bedroom and proceeded to claim her pet... If anyone had looked at Tyler they would have thought him to be a barbaric man who was willing to fuck anything or anyone that he found attractive. Jasmine's hormones had essentially reduced him to only be able to focus on his own sex drive. He moaned as Jasmine massaged his erection and balls, her hands in his underwear cradling and rocking her four fingers around his scrotum whilst her thumb traced patterns along the underside of his cockhead. She changed her thumb's pace and flicked an area she knew was extremely sensitive causing Tyler's hips to buck involuntarily. Jasmine giggled at knowing she had him in the palm of her hand. "Tyler baby...I know you can hear me. Why don't you try and calm down a bit. Come here look at my tits." She guided her left hand onto the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair, making sure to keep sending pulses of pleasure, through his pulsating penis. "Good boy. Come here don't be shy...just rest your head between my-oh-so-soft-breasts and just let me pump you..." As she pulled his head between her deep cleavage she gently thrust upward causing her jugs to ripple as if they were a puddle and a stone had just landed in it. Immediately Tyler's dulled senses were shocked as if he had had ice water poured down his back. Pleasure shot down his spine all the way to his the tips of his toes and fingers but circulating through his cock as it had spasm after spasm, all the while Jasmine twisting her hand around his head causing him enhancing his arousal. Tyler sucked on her tit-flesh, drowning in her pheromones and thrusting to mean her twisting hand. She moved his lips down onto her left breast and his hungry mouth latched onto her large brown nipple. Jasmine gasped and let loose. A thick cream poured from her body into his...pure lust one of the many drugs she could produce, causing Tyler to collapse against her body his own shaking. As he continued to suck, Jasmine lay him down on his bed and mounted him draping one leg either side of his stomach trapping him between his mattress and her pillows. She moved her hand from behind his head and to her own crotch inserting three fingers in as her cunt sloshed and poured juices onto his sheets and clothes. Tyler was in the closest possible form to nirvana suckling and attempting to drain her never-ending supply of lust, while his cock experienced double the pleasure; half from Jasmine's tit-cream half from her fingers. Her fingers were experienced, knowing how to poke, prod, twist and tug a man to the brink of an orgasm, send him over and bring him back. Tyler was going insane with lust. Jasmine inserted another finger into her pussy and pulled her middle and forefinger out and pulled and twisted her clit. Her overly sensitive nipples and clit sent her spiralling into a fantastic orgasm causing her to shoot a huge load of cream into Tyler's sucking lips. The overload of lust and her fingers caused him to shoot rope after rope into his boxers. He continued to suck and his eyes rolled back into his head as he was overdosing on lust and pleasure. As she pumped her cream into Tyler and pumped out of his now immensely satisfied cock she withdrew her nipple from Tyler's mouth leaving a drop of lust on the outside of his lips rolling down his cheek. Tyler looked up with tunnel vision, his eyesight faltering and hearing dimming. Just before he lost conscience he felt Jasmine's finger swipe up the drop of cream. He saw her suck on her finger like a porn star often would and remove it with a smack of her lips...As his eyes began to shut he heard Jasmine's words. "Mmmm thank you Tyler, There's plenty more where that came from pet. Night night!" He saw and her giggle and then unconsciousness swept over him.