Determination, Part 3

DETERMINATION - PART THREE 

Tracey moved in a few days later and settled into her room. She loved that 
now she could smoke with freedom. She was still only a beginner, although 
it didn't show anymore. After her first night in her new home, she woke up 
and immediately sat up in bed and picked up her cigarettes from the 
nightstand and lit up a cigarette. It was good to know that she could smoke 
openly here and her roommates didn't care. It made her feel happy to be 
able to smoke - it was her only vice, but she had an idea that that would 
change. 

Tracey started her first year at University two days later. It was only a 
10 minute walk to the campus, although once she was there, there was a lot 
of walking around to find the right lecture rooms. It was very stressful at 
first - she was 20 minutes late for one class because she couldn't find the 
right room. However, when she had free time, she found that smoking helped 
her cope with the stress of the new environment. She ran into three girls 
that she knew from high school. On her second day, one of them, a fat 
Chinese Malaysian girl named Hesther Boon, came and sat next to her outside 
between classes and they talked. This was a little challenge for Tracey. 
She had finished a cigarette a couple of minutes before, so it would be OK 
not to smoke in front of Hesther and still not feel she was hiding 
anything. Hesther wasn't a close friend from high school, but she had come 
over and studied sometimes. Hesther was very hard-working at school, and 
didn't do anything much apart from study. She was the type of person who 
would get good academic results, but would never make many friends, and so 
that would damage her prospects. Tracey decided she needed to smoke in 
front of Hesther just to prove to herself she wasn't afraid to do it. After 
she took out her cigarettes, Hesther stopped talking about her course for a 
few seconds and just stared at Tracey. Avoiding her gaze, Tracey lit up her 
Virginia Slim, took a long puff, then looked back at Hesther and exhaled 
over Hesther's head. 

"I didn't know you smoked" said Hesther. 

"Yes, I do now. Would you like one?" replied Tracey. 

Hesther frowned and said "No! Of course not". She then shook her head and 
walked away. 

Tracey was surprised and a little hurt by Hesther's attitude, but if it 
meant not having to talk to her too often, then it was a good thing. She 
was pleased that she had shaken off shyness about smoking in front of other 
people who used to know her as a non-smoker. 

Back in her new apartment, Tracey came home after her second day of 
University to find Cindy and Nathan on the couch together lying down. They 
both looked like they'd been there all day without moving. It smelt like 
they'd just had a bong together. 

"Hi" said Tracey. 

There was no reply from either for about 10 second and then Cindy said "Oh, 
hi Terri". 

"It's Tracey, remember". 

"Oh, right, sorry", said Cindy and then she and Nathan both started 
laughing hysterically. 

Tracey got herself a drink from the kitchen and then when she walked back 
into the lounge room, Cindy and Nathan were kissing. She thought it would 
be best for her to go to her room and give them some privacy. A few minutes 
later she heard the bed in the main bedroom hitting the wall repeatedly. It 
sounded like someone was trying to push the bed through the wall. 

She then heard Cindy scream "Aaargh-fucking hell, oh, fuck, oh fuck-fuck me 
harder-oh, I love your cock, oh, fuck me, fuck me hard baby". 

Tracey had never heard this going on before. She felt very uncomfortable. 
The noise went on for a couple more minutes then it stopped suddenly. 
Tracey tried not to listen and started her computer to start on some 
assignment work. A few seconds later Cindy burst into her room. 

Cindy was completely naked except for the studded dog collar she was 
wearing. 

"Hi!" she said, without a hint of apology about being naked. Tracey looked 
at Cindy in an inquisitive manner as if to say "Is there anything I can do 
for you?". 

"I'm sorry about that, we got carried away", said Cindy, "Nathan has an 
incredible fucking cock. That was a fantastic fuck." 

"Oh, er, good" said Tracey. She noticed Cindy had a golden ring through her 
right nipple. Her breasts were firm and her nipples were erect. Her pussy 
was shaven. 

"Sorry, I just came in because I really need a cigarette, and I can't find 
mine, or I've run out or something", Cindy giggled, "after sex, I've just 
gotta have a good cigarette". 

"Here", said Tracey, retrieving her cigarettes from her backpack. She 
handed the pack to Cindy who took out two cigarettes and dangled one 
between her teeth. 

"Can you give me a light please?" asked Cindy in a very polite voice. 

Tracey took out her lighter and handed it to Cindy, who closed her lips on 
the cigarette and concentrated on working the lighter. She lit the 
cigarette and dragged on it for two or three seconds. She took the 
cigarette in her right hand and breathed in deeply. Her breasts rose as she 
inhaled. She then tilted back her head and exhaled slowly towards the 
ceiling. Tracey felt a strange feeling as she watched Cindy - she wasn't 
used to having other girls walk around naked, but it was also that she 
couldn't help looking at Cindy's pert breasts. 

"Here, you have this one", said Cindy and handed her lit cigarette to 
Tracey. She then took the other cigarette from her left hand and put it in 
her mouth and lit it, puffing for not nearly as long. 

"Thanks" said Cindy and winked at Tracey and turned around and left. 

"She's very strange" thought Tracey. She couldn't help noticing that Tracey 
had a tattoo on her bottom just to the left of her crease. It was a tattoo 
of blue butterfly. Tracey couldn't help but notice that Cindy had a nice, 
round ass. She thought it was strange that she should notice, but she 
didn't question the feeling. She thought it would be good to smack Cindy's 
ass really hard - yes that would be great fun. And to tweak those cute 
nipples and hurt Cindy - that would be yum. 

Cindy went back to her room and her and Nathan were soon making some more 
noise. Tracey tried to concentrate on her work, but couldn't, so after 10 
minutes stopped and stood up and looked out of the window. She reached 
again for her cigarettes and took one out and put it between her lips where 
it dangled while she located the lighter. It wasn't around. Cindy must have 
taken it, she thought. So she went out to the lounge room, the cigarette 
still dangling between her lips, and on the table, next to Cindy's bong, 
was Cindy's pack of Marlboro Reds with her Zippo lighter on top of them. 

"Hmm, that's strange", thought Tracey. "How come she couldn't find her own 
cigarettes earlier? They were right here on the coffee table next to her 
bong". 

Tracey checked the pack - it was more than half full. Even though Cindy was 
very stoned, surely she would have known her cigarettes were where they 
usually were. Why had Cindy come into her room naked? 

Tracey lit up her cigarette and decided to go back to her room. The 
cigarette tasted and felt good. While they had now stopped making her 
dizzy, they still made her feel becalmed. Tracey closed her door and laid 
on her bed with the ashtray laying on her stomach. She could still hear 
squeals from the other bedroom, followed shortly by Nathan groaning loudly. 

Tracey felt embarrassed but she also felt sort of hot and bothered. She 
felt envious of Cindy in the other room, enjoying herself like that. Cindy 
seemed to have a great life - lots of drugs and sex and no work or 
responsibility. 

Tracey was still a virgin. She had never had a boyfriend. She was always 
too apprehensive to respond to any advances and she suppressed her sexual 
feelings. But hearing Cindy and Nathan making love made her think about 
sex. She had never played with her pussy that much - only a few times - she 
felt it was shameful and she didn't even have an orgasm, she always stopped 
before going that far. But as she lay on the bed, she thought about what 
she was missing and how nice it would be to swap places with Nathan, no 
Cindy, and have sex. She surprised herself with the thought. Would she 
rather swap with Nathan or Cindy? She couldn't help but feel how much she 
would love to be walking around naked with Cindy and tweaking that nipple 
of Cindy's with the ring in it, and smoking with Cindy and kissing Cindy 
and blowing smoke inside her. She felt her panties getting wet and slowly 
slid her left hand down under her jeans and into her panties and between 
her legs. She touched herself and felt a shudder of excitement pass through 
her body like a lightning bolt. She drew hard on her cigarette for a last 
time and put it out and put the ashtray on the nightstand. She then undid 
her jeans button and took off her jeans and panties. She drew her knees up 
over her breasts and put her right hand around her leg and put her fore and 
middle finger into her pussy and started pleasuring herself. While she did 
so, she thought about Cindy. She though about Cindy's tattoo on her cute 
ass and about her nipple ring. She thought about Cindy's pert breasts and 
how she loved smoking weed. She imagined smoking weed with Cindy while 
being naked with her and she thought about how much she'd love to suck her 
pretty nipples on her pert, beautiful breasts. Tracey's hand moved faster 
in her cunt, as she longed to have Cindy naked in front of her again. She 
wanted to be naked in front of Cindy, for Cindy to squeeze her ass cheeks 
and thrust her fingers inside her cunt. Tracey's hand had a mind of it's 
own as it rubbed and shoved and thrust Tracey over the edge. As she came, 
she flexed all the muscles in her body for 10, maybe 15 seconds. It was a 
feeling like nothing on earth, she felt like she had found what she had 
always been looking for. 


* * * 

Soon afterwards, Tracey lay in bed with her pyjamas on, close to tears. How 
could I think this? I am shameless! What if someone knew what had gone 
through her head? You can't think these things about other girls - it isn't 
normal! I have to try hard not to be like this. I should stop smoking and I 
should move out of here, she thought. I should concentrate on my study and 
pull myself together. Tracey hated herself. She felt awful. She didn't want 
to smoke anymore - she picked up her cigarettes and hurled the pack against 
the wall. She had a headache, and it took her until after midnight before 
she finally fell asleep. 

When she awoke the next day, she quickly remembered the night before. She 
thought about it and decided she had been too tough on herself - everyone 
has sex, it didn't matter what she thought about when she was alone in her 
bed - it wasn't anything to worry about. She looked at her pack of 
cigarettes on the floor and thought to herself "I've already bought the 
carton, I might as well just smoke them and then see if I want to quit". So 
her resolve to stop only lasted a night. 

That night Tracey came home and sat in the lounge. Cindy and Nathan were 
out. She fixed herself a cup of tea and sat down and had a cigarette, her 
sixth of the day. 

Half way through Tracey's seventh cigarette of the day, Cindy got back. 

"Hi" said Tracey. 

"Hi Tracey, how's it going?" replied Cindy. 

"Good" 

"Cool" said Cindy. 

Cindy dumped her stuff in the bedroom and changed her clothes. Shortly she 
came back wearing a tight buttoned top cut off above her belly button and a 
pair of tight denim shorts. Tracey liked Cindy's belly button - it was 
cute. Cindy's cleavage was also showing. Cindy was carrying her bong and 
put it down on the table. 

"So how are you settling into your course?" asked Cindy. 

"Not too bad - it's a lot of work, and we're only just beginning but I'm 
enjoying the atmosphere" 

"Yeah, I liked the social life at University, but I just couldn't handle 
the work. I was sort of like you when I first arrived. Most of my friends 
were nice, but sort of boring. When I wanted to go out they were all 
studying. That's how I met Nathan - I started hanging around in the bar at 
Uni and met him. He asked me out and the second time we went out he got me 
stoned for the first time and the rest is history. It's been nearly a year 
now". 

Cindy was preparing her bong as she told this brief story. She contentedly 
prepared the tobacco with the weed, cutting it up finely and mixing it. She 
then went to the kitchen and poured out some very brown water and re-filled 
it and returned to the lounge room. Again, Tracey couldn't help staring - 
she couldn't get used to seeing people use drugs. Cindy fired up her bong 
and took a mammoth hit on it, inhaling hard, the bong bubbling like water 
on the boil. Tracey felt herself tempted - she felt hot and clammy and 
nervous. She felt excited and guilty and horny all in one. She felt shy, 
but she forced herself to ask what she was longing to ask. She put out her 
cigarette and nervously said to Cindy - 

"Um, Cindy, would it be OK for me to um-taste your thing?" 

"Huh? Oh, you want to try some of this? Oh, OK, cool! Come and sit next to 
me" 

Tracey sat next to Cindy on the couch. Cindy put the bong on Tracey's thigh 
and said "You hold it here, with your thumb over the hole. Take the lighter 
in your other hand and light the cone while you inhale hard on the top of 
the pipe. Keep inhaling as long as possible, then hold the smoke in your 
lungs as long as possible before letting go". 

Tracey did as she was told - she could only manage about 3 seconds of 
inhaling before she couldn't take any more and coughed. The stuff tasted 
funny. Cindy said "Now you know what to expect try again and try and keep 
the smoke longer". 

Tracey did this and this time inhaled for longer but without taking as much 
smoke in quite as quickly. She held her breath for five, ten, fifteen 
seconds and exhaled. She offered Cindy the bong, but Cindy said "No, it's 
OK, you can finish it - I'll have another when you're finished". 

Tracey had a couple more hits before the stuff was finished. The weed 
tasted bitter but her mouth suddenly felt strange, like her tongue was 
really heavy. Her lips seemed numb and her jaw was heavy. "Oh, there's not 
much to it", thought Tracey. 

Cindy picked up her Marlboro Reds and said "Here, would you like one of my 
cigarettes?" 

Tracey thought she might try a Marlboro just for a change and took a 
cigarette from Cindy's pack that she held out for her. Cindy took out her 
own cigarette and dangled it between her lips and flicked her lighter as 
Tracey brought the unlit cigarette to her lips. Cindy lit her own 
cigarette, took a long puff and exhaled half the smoke regularly before 
blowing smoke rings to exhale the remainder. 

"So what do you think?" asked Cindy. 

"I don't think it's really worked - my mouth feels a bit numb, that's all" 
said Tracey. 

"Wait and see it takes a little while. You'll see". 

Tracey drew hard on her cigarette, but she couldn't really taste it - it 
wasn't like menthol. She knew she was inhaling on it, but she could hardly 
feel the smoke going into her lungs. 

She then felt this other sensation - a little like a tiredness sweeping 
over her. She dragged again on the Marlboro but she couldn't feel it 
between her lips, when she inhaled it felt like normal breathing. She went 
to tap the cigarette in the ashtray and her hand wouldn't move properly. 
Then she couldn't raise her arm again. She knew that the effect was coming 
quickly. 

"Cindy - I think I'm a little stoned" 

"Good, but I'm not - you smoked the whole of my bong - I have to have 
another" said Cindy, and she took out her bag of weed and began to prepare 
to re-fill the bong. A few seconds more and Cindy was catching up with 
Tracey - she drew hard on her bong and soon felt normal again. As she was a 
heavy dope smoker, she struggled to cope with life when she wasn't stoned. 

"So are you enjoying it?" asked Cindy 

"It's strange - everything is really heavy and in slow motion" said Tracey. 

Cindy had had three or four hits on the bong and then there was enough for 
one more hit. "Here, have the last bit" she said. 

Tracey took back the bong and took inhaled deeply. As she was already 
stoned and numb, she couldn't tell how much smoke she was inhaling. She 
pulled as hard as she could on the bong and took a deep breath and then 
held her breath -she knew that it would get her really stoned, but she knew 
she wanted to reach that point and really know what it was all about. 

Tracey sat and stared into space. Then she looked at Cindy and said "Thanks 
for letting me try smoking weed - its really nice of you. Can I have the 
bill please?" and then she started giggling. 

"Compliments of the house, but you have to promise to get stoned with me 
again - we don't want any straight people around here" 

"Deal" said Tracey. 

Tracey remembered something. "Cindy, why did you come into my room naked 
yesterday?" 

"Because I wanted you to see my naked body" 

"After that, I thought about you and masturbated - it was beautiful" said 
Tracey very frankly, all inhibitions having disappeared. 

"That's nice of you to say - are you a lesbian?" 

"I'm not anything - I'm a virgin - but when I saw you naked I really wanted 
to touch you" 

"Would you like to touch me now Tracey? Would you like to tweak my nipples 
and smack my bum?" 

Tracey just stared at Cindy, then leant over and gently kissed Cindy on the 
lips. They both stood up and went into Cindy's bedroom and slowly 
undressed. When both were naked, Tracey looked at Cindy's breasts and her 
nipple-ring, and playfully took it between her fingers and tugged gently on 
it. Although Tracey was inexperienced, she knew enough to give Cindy 
pleasure. They got into bed and under the covers, and soon Tracey was 
nibbling on Cindy's nipples and rubbing her pussy. A few minutes later, 
they were in a sixty-nine with Tracey's ass pointing towards the door. 
Tracey thrust her tongue inside Cindy's pussy. Although she hadn't done 
this before, she thought she needed to fuck Cindy with her tongue, as if it 
was a dick. 

At that point, Nathan walked into the bedroom. 

"Hi - looks like you've really made friends, Cin". 

"Hi babe - want to join us?" said Cindy. 

Nathan needed no second invitation. Within a couple of minutes Nathan's 
towering cock hovered above them. 

Tracey was awe-struck - she reached out and touched it, and pulled Nathan 
towards the bed. 

"Is it OK?" asked Tracey 

"Yes, Nathan already told me he wanted to fuck you - I wanted to be sure he 
didn't do it behind my back" 

Nathan turned Tracey around so her backside was facing the side of the bed. 
He put his hands between her thighs and with one hand on each pushed them 
further apart. He then stepped forward and thrust his enormous member 
between Tracey's cunt lips, and as he did so she screamed. Cindy worked her 
way underneath Tracey and started sucking on her nipples. In response 
Tracey pushed Cindy onto her back and started to frig her with her right 
hand. 

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