Taeyeon Smoking Weed

Taeyeon just blushed as the man pushed the bong across the table towards her, explaining to her simply how to use it. She gently slid it along the knee-high she was seated cross-legged at, moving a few empties aside to get it where she could use it, before peering at him nervously over the top of it. Like always, she was the last girl in SNSD to try out something new: Jessica and Tiffany were sitting to her right, both of them grinning at how slow she was being about the whole thing. The other members of SNSD had insisted she come and meet their way-cool new friend, a foreign guy who liked a lot of weird stuff. She didn't mind the idea of trying out weed, but she could still be a li'l bit scared...

 

They were sitting in his living room now, most of the gals totally toxed up on booze and tokes, but Tae still had some of her sense about her... That was probably about to change, though, as she lifted the bong off the table two-handed and lit up. She was one of the cutest gals in South Korea, a famous KPop idol, and she was just now huffing up the smoke clouding up the inside of the bong, huffing it deep into her lungs, letting the sensation of it filling them up relax and pleasure her. Once they felt completely full, she let all the smoke out with a happy li'l sigh, doing incredibly well for her first try.

 

As she continued to take hits, her clothes began to feel tighter and tighter... She'd come in a ridiculously tiny pair of black shorts that clung to her butt and kinda dug in, in the front, and a pink halter top that squeezed her assets and showed more cleavage than she'd really consider perfect, but now that brief li'l out Taeyeon had on was starting to feel like way too much. Sweat prickled on her throat and her thighs and she stared down at herself for a second, before giggling and picking the bong up again. "It is... good," she managed to say in English, only having the most basic grasp of the language from what she'd picked up here and there. "Th-Thankyou," she said. When he offered to refill her bowl, she practically snatched at it, her timid and polite words a total mismatch with her relaxed body language, her legs up and her knees wide apart, a goofy smile coming to her face as she took another hit.

 

Nnngh. She hadn't meant for things to turn out quite like this, but that foreign man was so nice to her. She moved around the table, going up onto her knees to scooch right over to his side, collapsing at the last second, laughing as she spilled into his lap, one hand gripping his shoulder. She lazed there for just a second, totally relaxed, then held up the bong with a sheepish grin. He took half of the smoke, and she just sat there, watching him sucking it up, his lips plastered to the tip of the mouthpiece, and she couldn't help herself staring... Something about it was just completely erotic and captivating. When he removed it from his mouth, he did so super slowly and met her eyes.

 

"Am I good girl?" she asked, pushing her bottom lip out a little bit as her squeezing of his shoulder turned to gentle rubbing. Her belly was pressed up against his crotch and it suddenly seemed completely reasonable to press her tummy against him more firmly, and it felt delicious when something stiff poked back at her. He opened his mouth to answer and Taeyeon tilted her head up, silencing him with a kiss, both of their lips forming a tight seal to keep the smoke in. The KPop starlet felt so incredibly horny, her whole body feeling so very relaxed from the weed, and she moaned into his mouth, digging her fingers more firmly into his shoulder, wanting something to hold on tightly to. Her other hand moved to the waistband of her shorts, beginning to firmly push them down to her knees. She was so impatient to get out of the stretchy black fabric all of a sudden. "Taeyeon is good girl. Touch Taeyeon."