My Sexy Girlfriend hits the bong (POV)
[BFM – Adult Content]
Title: My Sexy Girlfriend Hits the Bong (POV)
The bedroom scent carried a familiar musk, a sensual blend of incense, lavender, and the subtler note of forbidden fruit. A tripwire of anticipation ran through your body as your girlfriend emerged from the attached bathroom, her usually vibrant eyes now hooded and blissful, a telltale glass bong dangling from her fingertips.
She sauntered closer, the sway of her hips a hypnotic dance, and sank down onto the bed beside you. Her trembling fingers fiddled with the glass apparatus, loading a delicate bud into the bowl. She glanced at you, her grin a viper’s whisper of mischief and promise.
“Are you ready for this, baby?” Carly asked, her voice a husky murmur.
You nodded mutely, transfixed by the dance of her hands. She raised the bong to her lush lips, and her cheeks sucked in as she effortlessly downed a deep lungful. The moment held, suspended in the haze of smoke and carnal tension, until she exhaled in a slow, shuddering rush.
A haze of blue mist perfumed the room, and Carly’s pupils blew wide with satisfaction. “Fuuuuck…” she sighed, arching her back slightly. The smooth plain of her stomach rippled, and you followed the track of smoke upwards until your gaze snagged on the globes of her breasts, newly exposed in her haste as her shirt rode up.
She took another long hit, and you watched as she shivered through the head rush, her nipples visibly tightening into hard, inviting peaks. The bong tottered in her unstable grip until she carefully set it aside on the nightstand. Her fingers found the hem of her shirt and began to pet it as if she couldn’t quite decide whether to reveal more.
“Baby?” she asked, her an emerging accent thicker now. “Wanna join me, hmm? I’ve got more than enough to share…”
The invitation fell heavily between you, a loaded silence that begged for your compliance. Carly plucked at her shirt, toying with the hemline; she looked at you expectantly under lowered lashes. When another beat passed without response, Carly deftly plucked her shirt over her head in one fluid motion. Her pert, braless breasts bounced free, fully exposed now in the room’s humid atmosphere
