****** Mom's First Joint by SD5560 ******
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Mom's First Joint


John took the two packets from Bill, and got into his car and drove home. He
was kind of excited, as he always got whenever he bought any pot.... He still
lived with his parents and they were both rabidly anti-drugs. He was planning
on moving out when he was eighteen and had finished school, but in the
meantime, he just had to wait until they were out, or sneak into the woods
behind the house.

As he pulled up outside his house, he noticed that the driveway was empty -
meaning his mom must still be at work. Normally, his dad worked from home, but
this week he'd gone on some kind of business trip, so it was just John and his
mom all week long.

He stepped inside the house, and sat down on the couch and watched TV for a
while... His parents were pretty wealthy, and they'd just bought a latest model
TV and VCR combo, with all the channels cable could provide. He settled back
and started to watch some old football re-runs. After a while, the phone rang,
but he let the answer phone take the call, only partially listening.

"John, it's Mom; I'm gonna be a bit late back from the office, so fix your own
dinner, ok?"

A flicker of excitement pulsed through John; if she was going to be late, he
might as well enjoy himself and get stoned...

He got out a cigarette, lit up, and laid back to watch the game. Before too
long, that herbal, smoky smell was beginning to waft around the room. It was
good shit - after one joint, he was feeling relaxed and well on his way to
being stoned, when the front door opened, and in came his mom.

Susan was in her mid to late thirties, 5 foot 5 and about 110 pounds, with a
creamy white complexion, shoulder length blonde hair and a nice chest. She was
on the school board, and she was one of the people who regularly came into
school and lectured on the evils of doing drugs - even though John was sure
she'd never done anything like that herself.

John quickly stubbed out his nearly used joint and threw it to the side of the
chair, hiding it from his mother.

She came into the room, and frowned. "John, what's that smell? Have you been
smoking!?"

John almost smiled - she really didn't know what it smelt like! As it was, his
inhibitions were definitely lowered. "Maybe" he smiled.

"John!" Susan exclaimed, coming over to confront him. "And what's this?!"

In his haste, John had left the two packets; one unopened, the other with about
a dozen joints sticking out of it, lying on the coffee table. "Wait a
minute...these aren't normal cigarettes.... JOHN! Are these what I think they
are!?"

John realised he wasn't going to get out of this easily, but in his relaxed
state, it no longer seemed to matter.

"Yep! wanna try one?"

"NO, I DON'T!" shouted Susan, and came over as if to slap him, but before she
did, John was on his feet and holding both her arms.

"Go on, it'd loosen you up!"

"NO! LET GO OF ME!" shouted Susan, really loudly this time. John just smiled,
and leaned even closer.

"Go on, you know you want to". Their bodies were almost touching now, and John
was starting to get really horny with the idea of his mom doing dope!

"I said LET GO!" Susan tried to shake him off, but John was too strong, and
before she knew what was happening, he had forced her back onto the couch.
"John!" Susan shouted, but not quite as loudly this time - she was looking a
bit scared now. "I've read about what that stuff can do, but you can stop
pushing your mom around now!"

Holding both her arms with one hand, john took off his belt with the other, and
quickly tied it around her, forcing her hands together in makeshift handcuffs.
"John!" whimpered Susan, obviously not knowing what to do. "Let me go now!"

But John wasn't done yet. "Just chill, mom! You're always so stressed out!"

Getting her to her feet, lifting the belt, he led her out to the garage,
putting up with a barrage of "Let go's", before he found what he was looking
for. A thin white rope that his dad kept there. Quickly, John grabbed it, and a
spare clothes peg, and began wrapping it around his mother, starting near her
feet, and working his way up to near her shoulders before tying it off in a
knot.

"John! Stop it! Please!" his mom was almost tearful.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine in a mo..." John said soothingly, before picking
her up and bringing her back inside the house, before sitting her down
awkwardly on the sofa. "Now mom, I'm gonna show you what you're missing!"

He clamped the clothes peg over his mother's nose, so she could only breathe
through her mouth, and then casually got a joint, lit it, and held it with one
end in her mouth.

"Go on, mom, take a drag."

"LET GO!" his mother tried to yell, but it was muffled by the joint. John lit
another for himself, and began smoking it, breathing the smoke out into his
mother's face.

This went on for about 20 minutes, but gradually, his mother's struggling began
to side, and John smiled to himself. "Good, ain't it!?" he whispered.

"No..." Susan muttered, moving her head from side to side, but without much
effort. She had used up the first, so John lit two more, and held them both in
her mouth.

"Go on, have some more!" he laughed, and was surprised (and turned on) when his
mom started to, gently at first and then more and more, smoke both joints.

"Well?" he asked.

"Mmmmmmmm", said Susan, all anger and resistance melted away.

"Good isn't it..." said John, and slowly untied the rope and loosened his
mothers bonds. Susan made no attempt to run away, but instead held both joints
in her hand and continued to smoke, occasionally looking at John with a blank
stare. "Yeah, real good" John whispered to her, and before he could stop
himself, his hand had slid down from her shoulder, over her creamy-beige
blouse, and was cupping her left tit. Susan let out another groan, but made no
effort to stop him.

"Keep on taking drags, mom....." John whispered close to her ear, while he
began unbuttoning her blouse. Slowly, he exposed more and more of her chest,
and her lacy white bra, as Susan greedily took deeper and deeper drags from the
joints.

Without a pause, John unhooked the back of the bra, and slid it upwards,
letting her full breasts pop out. They were creamy white, like the rest of her,
about 34C, with rosy, petite nipples, completely soft. John bent down, and put
his mouth over one, and sucked. His mom groaned, but didn't move to stop him,
or indeed, say anything.

John's other hand was also busy, pulling and squeezing her other nipple, as it
slowly, oh so slowly, began to get hard, before switching over and sucking her
right tit while kneading her left one.

By now, Susan had finished the joints, and lay back, groaning softly. "John,
it's so wrong," she whispered, giggling at the same time.

John didn't reply, but unclasped her belt and lowered her pale brown trousers,
exposing blue silk panties. He let go of her left tit, and slowly pressed his
fingers down the front of the panties, until the flesh there gave way, and his
fingers sunk slightly inwards. "Oh!" Susan exclaimed. "Oh....."

John was incredibly horny now, and noticed that in spite of the cannabis, he
now had a full hard on... he quickly dropped his pants, and yanked down Susan's
panties, exposing soft, short black hairs. "I guess you won't be in school
telling us not to do pot now, mom?" he laughed.

"No, I *like* it...." Susan whispered, smiling.

That was the last straw for John, and he quickly positioned himself over her,
pulled her legs either way, and shafted her with all his might.

"UGH!" Susan let out, as her moist vagina took more and more, harder and harder
shafting from John's cock. "Ugh! YES! Oh John... fuck it hard... yes!" her
voice altered from loud to soft and back again - she really was stoned out of
her mind.

Again and again and again, john pumped her pussy with all his might, licking
her tits, clamping his mouth over hers and tonguing her, harder and harder,
bigger and bigger thrusts, till he eventually shot a was right into her snatch.

"Oh!" let out Susan, as her pussy contracted in orgasm, "Yes!"

John lay against her, letting his cock grow gradually softer and softer, before
pulling out. Neither made any attempt to cover themselves.

"Want a post-coital cigarette?" John teased his mom.

"Well, as long as it's dope!" she smiled back. "Where do you get this stuff
from? I've got some spare cash, and I'd really like to meet them...."

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