Layla was a cheerleader at our high school, she was a year older than me so we weren’t really close in high school. When I came home from college in West Virginia, my ex and I had recently split.. it was a very rough time in my life between drinking, drugs and putting myself into extremely sketchy scenarios. I didn’t know how to cope with the break up from my first “love”, I turned to drugs and drinking to numb any pain I was feeling.
Layla had added me on Facebook and we started messaging back and forth until one night she had asked to come over, watch a movie and hang out. I quickly ran around the house straightening up when I heard a knock at the door, I slammed back my Jameson double shot. I opened the door to see this petite brunette who looked just as I had remembered from high school, she was wearing these soft, black leggings and a gray spaghetti strap tank top. Layla’s brown eyes pierced me as she smiled and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her tightly while lifting her off the ground and spinning around, kicking the door shut behind me with the heel of my foot. I set her down and kissed her forehead and mentioned that I have all of the movies in my room. We laid in bed for a while watching a movie but I wasn’t truly watching it, she was curled up under my arm and against my chest. I was running my fingers through her hair and was just watching her face relax, I couldn’t stop thinking about kissing her and seeing her in her entirety. I was starting to fall asleep turning my day dreaming into actual dreaming when it was interrupted by her leaning up, to give me a peck on my cheek and said I’ll be right back.
I don’t know where she went or what she was doing but knowing I was getting sleepy and wouldn’t be able to stay up much longer, I quickly rolled over and took two bumps of my cocaine from inside my nightstand hiding spot. The bedroom door opened back up and in she walked smiling, she began crawling up the end of the bed towards me. I was starting to get nervous, not exactly knowing what to expect from all this. She crawled up between my legs and kissed my lips gently before passionately kissing me. She was the first person I had kissed since my breakup.
“Relax” She said to me in a whisper as she began moving down my body with small pecks. I pushed her over so I was on top and in control, I kissed my way down every inch of her body, she let out a soft moan as I kissed her inner thighs.
“Don’t stop Cayla.” She said as I continued to with gentle kisses. I could feel myself tingling the louder she got, I pressed my tongue against her clit and she moaned while rocking her hips back into my mouth. I was in pure ecstasy and on another level, I hadn’t slept with anyone while on anything like that before. I wanted her to orgasm, I pushed my fingers inside of her. I ran my tongue up and down her clit flickering and sucking on it entirely.
I couldn’t help myself. Her hips were vibrating and she came really fast. I looked up at her and smiled, she pulled me back up to her and we kissed with a gentle passion, melting back into the bed and snuggling back up enjoying the rest of our movie night. I laid there wide awake and restless as she dosed off to sleep in my arms.
I wish more than anything I had not used that night, I wish more than anything I hadn’t used at all. It is what it is and it is an important part of the story that made me who I am today.