10 February 2016

My Pothead Wife (Part 9)

The story continues...

Continued next Wednesday!

03 February 2016

My Pothead Wife (Part 8)

And now the next installment of My Pothead Wife:

Continued next Wednesday!

30 January 2016

I Need More Prescription

"Wha'?" she slurred as she reached for the jar, her large tits hanging and brushing up against the countertop.

"I didn't say nothing," I said.

"Naaaaaa, you're fug'gin' w'me," she said, turning the jar lid in her hand.

"I didn't even say a word. So I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yeaeeaaahh ya do," she said. But then the lid popped off in her hand. Immediately she raised it up to her nose and breathed in the skunky smell of top notch indica. "Mmmmmmmm," she cooed. And, then, realizing I was still watching, turned her attention back over to me. "Wha?"

"Nothing," I said again, this time with a smirk.

"It's juss I nee'd my pre'scrip'shun," she slurred. "I hav' de'pression an' sleep'lessness tha' the doct'or says it he'lps."

"I bet it does," I said.

"Sch'top it. You're mak'in fun," she smiled, her eyes half lidded and heavy. "I'm jusss a tee'ny ween'sy hiiighhhh, ok'y?"

"Sure," I said.

"Now, wh'ere's my p'ipe? I got'ta take my me'ds." 

"Here it is babe," I said handing her her pipe and lighter.

"Th'ank'sch!" she said. "But c'an you l'oad it? I'm a li'l hiiiigh al'ready."

"I know," I said as I packed the bowl and sparked the lighter.

27 January 2016

Second Part Coming Soon: "My Pothead Wife" Continues!

The response was so enthusiastic, I had to continue the story I started last year - "My Pothead Wife Or, How I Inadvertently Rekindled Her Addiction".

When last we left off, our hero (the husband) was talked into giving his wife a special gift -  marijuana. Lots of it. To his surprise she liked it a lot and fell into her old college girl stoner days.

Now whats going to happen?

I wrote two more chapters and will be releasing it over the next few Wednesdays. And, if you like this installment, I might write up some new chapters.

The series continues next Wednesday, so tune in then!

23 January 2016

Smoke Break

"Time for a smoke break," your wife says to you as she rolls out of your bed toward the window sill.

That's where she keeps her "sex medicine" as she calls it. The stuff that relaxes her. The stuff that makes her orgasms "explode".

You're indifferent about her pot use. Whatever makes her happy is all that matters. "Sure thing, babe. I'll be here when you're done."

"You better be," she says as she lights her pipe and takes a big hit.

It won't be long before she'll stumble back into your bed a spacey, slurry, happy mess. And you'll be more than happy to help her "explode".