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try it?” he asked, and now both of his hands had found her nipples. He rubbed and lightly tugged, pulling on the hardening peaks. Mindy’s moan was inviting.
    “Yeah, yeah, for sure,” Mindy said with a drug-dazed smirk.
    Stan stood and picked up the bag of coke. Alex met his gaze and his blue eyes held an amused, wordless exchange. It was a combination of “Way to go!” and a “Yeah! Nail the horny bitch,” look.
    “Catch ya later,” Stan said to his friend.

Chapter 11.
    “When you can stop you don't want to, and when you want to stop, you can't...”
    ― Luke Davies
    ~~~
    Stan Huber
    Stan knew Tanner’s house. He took Mindy by the hand and pulled her along, laughing and giggling behind him, as they wove through numerous partygoers.
    Up the back stairs and down the hall was a small room with a Ping-Pong table, a couch and even a box of tissues on the side table. Nice. The larger games room was downstairs.
    For now, this little recreation area was perfect for the games he wanted to play.
    Sex was always fun on a couch. The end of a couch was perfect to bend a woman over, spreading her wide and exposing her completely to his tongue, fingers or cock. Nothing looked better than a tight, sweet ass and pussy in that position. His cock twitched with just the thought of taking Mindy from behind.
    “I figure I go first, since it’s my blow,” Stan said as he sat down on the couch and pulled Mindy across his lap. “You OK with that?”
    “Fine by me. What did you have in mind?”
    Stan began to fondle her breasts with one hand, while kissing her, weaving his other hand through her hair and pulling her mouth against his. Mindy wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned deep in her throat as their tongues entwined. Her lips were soft and her mouth was warm, wet and more than willing.
    They both fell into the kiss, spiraling into carnal pleasure. A few very pleasant minutes went by in this manner until his pulse was pounding and his cock throbbed. After a few hits of coke, Stan felt much more self-confident and utterly buzzed.
    “Sex is better when you’ve done a few lines, don’t you think?” Stan asked.
    “Mm, yeah.”
    He set her back from him and brushed her wet, swollen mouth with his thumb. “These lips are nice and wet,” he said. “I made them wet on purpose. Do you know why?”
    Mindy giggled. “You want a blow job? Is this a ‘blow’ for ‘blow’ kind of deal?”
    Stan laughed. “Yes ma’am. That’s funny… and clever. You go to the head of the class,” he smirked. “And I get head from the head, right?”
    They laughed.
    “On your knees, babe—no, wait. Take the dress off, and your bra. I want to see those gorgeous breasts.”
    Mindy clearly wasn’t self-conscious at all. If anything, she was proud of her curvy, youthful body. With a sexy broad grin, she started humming strip tease music as she slowly pulled up her dress, exposing her thighs, then her ass and finally flinging her dress off.
    Stan was an appreciative audience, obligingly making catcalls and interjecting with “Hot damn!” and “Yeah, baby!” at appropriate moments throughout the show.
    Uninhibited by the effects of the drug, the virtual strangers acted and felt like the best of friends. By the time her bra and panties were off, Stan was sitting on the couch naked.
    “Nice. Bring those beautiful tits over here. I want to suck them.”
    Mindy smiled and slowly strode toward him in a rolling, sexy strut. Stan softly whistled his approval. “God, you’re gorgeous. I’m going to fuck those big boobs of yours later tonight.”
    “You are?” she said with a charming giggle.
    Stan chuckled and pulled her down on his lap again, except this time she straddled him. They kissed some more and this time Stan thoroughly explored her mouth, aware of how soft and warm it was. He couldn’t stop thinking about how fantastic those sweet, plump lips of hers would look and feel wrapped around his cock.
    His intent transparent even