Corrupting Amber

By Anonymous

I was certain that the eyes I was gazing into belonged to the girl I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. She was beautiful, loyal, intelligent, and selfless. It was hard to imagine life without her, since we had began our courtship early during freshman year in high school. 

Now both being 18, and nearly out of high school, our relationship had become much more than a mere courtship. Since then we had been inseperable. We went to all the dances together, spent every weekend together, even went on a trip to Eastern Washington together. And although I loved her, there were many things that I still wanted to experience. Being a strait laced student, I felt I had missed out on meeting alot of different people. I had never even been drunk before, but that is not what bothered me. I had always wanted to date a bad girl before I settled down with my true love. I wanted a girl that was wild and sexy to fill the empty hole that was typically filled with teenage rebellion. A girl that smoked, drank, swore, had sex, and just plain didn't give a shit. Amber and I did have sex, but she fit none of the other descriptions. I didn't really expect to have already met my true love by senior year in high school. Sometimes I couldn't believe that I was even with her, that maybe she was a dream. She was 5'3" and had an amazing, petite body. She had strait brown hair to the middle of her back and fair skin. Her eyes were big and bright and always brought a smile to my face. Like brown orbs of energy, radiating pure innocent beauty. Below her cute button nose was the fullest, poutiest, bee stung red lips I had ever seen. They had always reminded me of Angelina Jolies' lips. And despite being the absolute perfect woman, she still didn't erase the desire for a bad girl. So I had made a choice, I was going to tell her that I wanted to explore my options for a little while. There was only about two months before we graduated and I was going to run away with her to California. As we sat on the bed looking at eachother, her beautiful brown eyes gazing lovingly into mine, I suddenly felt a wave of guilt sweep over me. I was about to tell this girl, who would do anything for me, that she wasn't good enough. I didn't want to, but if I could just get this fantasy out of my system, maybe it would allow me to love Amber even more.

"Amber......I.....I've been thinking about us, and.......how we're so young."

Ambers' eyes opened a little more and her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something. But she closed them and awaited the rest of my statement.

"Maybe we should check and see if we are really the ones for eachother before we move away together."

Her eyes were now very glassy and her bottom lip was quivering, and another wave of guilt and sadness swept over me.

"But....why? Don't you love me still?" She asked.

"Yeah..it's just....I think we need to be sure, that's all." I couldn't even look at her.

"But Matt, I am sure. I knew you were the one when I saw you. I've loved you since the day I met you, there's no one else in this world I'd rather be with." Her voice was higher than usual and unsteady.

"But how can you know? We're so young, we haven't been with anyone else but eachother." 

"I believe in fate Matt, I believe that God will show us our soulmate if we follow Him. I am sure you are my soulmate and don't need to "check." You make me happier than I have ever been. When I'm with you I feel like I'm whole, like I have everything I could ever need. I would do anything for you." Her eyes were trying to search my face for answers but I was staring at her baby blue blanket.

Her last words stuck with me and began to open a new door.

"You would do anything for me?" I asked intrigued and excited.

"Of course sweety, I love you more than anything." Her words were true and loyal.

"But what if I wanted you to change a little....just for a little while." I asked, mentally crossing my fingers.

"Like how?" She inquired.

"Like.....kind of like role-playing. You know, just for fantasy."

"What would I be?" She asked, obviously confused.

"A.....a...bad girl." I said the last words quickly and quietly, almost as if trying to sneak them past her.

"You want me to be a bad girl Matt?" She sounded hurt, like I had just told her she wasn't good enough for me.

"Just sometimes...act like it...you know...I...well....would you?"

"I guess I could try....if that's what you want." 

In my mind I was doing cartwheels but I remained calm on the outside. I was going to have the best of both worlds. A beautiful girl whom I loved, and a bad girl who turned me on.

"So that's what this was all about? You were worried you would have this repressed fantasy that would tear us apart?" She asked, suddenly switching to psychologist mode.

"Yeah, I just didn't want to let this stupid idea ruin our relationship later in our lives. I'm sorry....I wish I didn't want this so bad."

"It's okay sweetie, I'm just glad that your still mine." She said sweetly and kissed me softly on the lips.

"Me too honey." 

All week at school I had been looking forward to Friday. I had convinced Amber to act like a bad girl for me, and decided Friday would be the most appropriate to start. I was going to try to get Amber to drink alcohol for the first time in her life, and also smoke a cigarette. 

As I drove my car to her house with a six pack of Miller Lite, and a pack of Virginia Slims Ultra Lights my heart was nearly beating out of my chest. For years I had been dreaming about this moment and now it had finally arrived. I was finally going to get the chance to be with a bad girl, and what's more, she was all mine. 

As I pulled into her driveway her parents were just walking out the front door. They both waved at me, and I gave an innocent smile and waved back. They were probably going out to dinner and felt perfectly safe leaving their 18 year old daughter home with me as we were both known for our level heads and good decisions. 

They had even given Amber the go-ahead to let me sleep over whenever I would like because they were so comfortable with me. "Good evening Mrs. Thomas, where are you guys going? I thought you were going to hang out with us tonight." I lied, as Amber had already told me they would be gone.

"Oh no...We're going out for dinner and to an opera. We'll be sure to stay out late and give you two some time alone." She smiled, completely unaware of what was REALLY going to happen that night.

"Oh gee, we're probably just going to hang out and watch a movie. Don't worry yourself about staying out. We'll be up to greet you when you get home." I said in the most nonchalant manner I could muster.

"You have a nice time Matt, and we'll see you later." And with that they were in their car and headed down the driveway. Leaving me to begin the first stages of corruption of their daugther.

When I opened the door Amber was sitting on the couch watching Friends and doing her homework.

"Hi sweety, how are you?" She said as she came over and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Good, and you?" I replied.

"I'm a little bit nervous actually, but I'm better now that you're here with me." She said as she looked into my eyes with absolute love and devotion.

"Don't be afraid baby, I won't let this get out of hand. Besides, I just want to get this out of my system so we can move on. The last thing I want is to have something as insignificant as this put a rock in our path." She hugged me again and held on a bit longer this time, squeezing me firmly.

"I love you, Matt." Her voice was soft, sincere. 

"I love you, too."

She finally let me go and looked me in the eyes again. Her face was so beautiful and angelic. I realized that I had almost complete control of this girl and that I had to not abuse her trust.

"Let me run out to my car real quick and grab something." I said as I remembered the beer and cigarettes. 

I ran out and grabbed my red backpack that held the contents of corruption. I had paid my best friends brother who was 23 to buy the beer. I, not knowing anything about beer told him to get something that tasted good and wasn't very strong. 

He had given me a six pack of Miller Lite. Seeing as I wasn't going to drink any, it would probably be enough to get my 100lb girlfriend drunk. But I had not told him any of that.

When I returned Amber was at her dinner table and sat with her hands together and fingers intertwined. She was smiling but her eyes were wide and she looked about to be sick. 

Again I felt a twinge of guilt for putting her in such a position. But I had come too far to stop now, and hopefully tonight would clear my system of this fantasy. I sat down, put my bag on the table, and looked at her. She looked at me intently, obviously awaiting my instructions. I unzipped my bag and extracted the six pack of Miller Lite. 

I had heard alcohol lowers inhibitions and and figured she would be more relaxed after a beer or two. Maybe then would be a better time to introduce the cigarettes. She looked at the silver cans for a moment and looked back to me with a smile on her face.

"So you want me to get drunk for you?" She asked, giggling slightly.

Her innocence was so pure, and her angelic beauty only magnified that fact.

"Yeah, is that okay?" I asked with fingers crossed.

"I already told you. I love you Matt, and I will do anything for you." Again she looked at the beer cans. 

"So you want me to start?" She asked motioning to the beer.

"Yeah, if your ready." I said, my whole body tingling. 

There was so much anticipation inside me I thought I was going to faint. My heart raced as she reached out and grabbed one of the cans and twisted it loose. Then the crack of the can opening and there she was; The strait A student, my perfect little girlfriend with an open beer in her hand. 

She looked at me one more time and lifted it slowly to her mouth. My crotch swelled as her lips touched a beer can for the first time in her 18 years. Her eyes closed as she tipped the can back a little and took a small sip. Her throat moved as it passed through her esophagus and into her young body. She lowered the can as she finished swallowing and opened her eyes once more.

"So? How is it?" I asked impatiently.

"It's a little bitter, but I could get used to it." She said and brought it back up to her mouth for another small sip.

I just sat there mesmerized as my pants became more and more uncomfortable. She again brought the can up to her mouth and took a slightly larger gulp. Her throat moving much more obviously with a larger quantity of beer. 

Then she did something I didn't expect. She raised the can and began to take another small gulp but tilted the can strait up and started chugging it. Her gulps could be heard as she swallowed wave after wave of beer at a time. Finally she stopped and raised the can away from her mouth revealing only a few drops that quickly dropped into her mouth. 

"One down, five to go." She said and set the empty can on the table in front of me.

"Are you okay?" I asked, amazed and more than a little bit aroused.

"A little light headed but other than than that, fine. That's what you wanted me to do right?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah...but...Could I kiss you now?" I wanted to taste the alcohol on her tongue before it was all gone.

She stood up and walked over to me leaning in slowly. I could smell the slightly bitter hint of beer on her breath as she leaned in close to my face. 

I opened my mouth and began kissing her trying to taste her as I did. My dick hardened even more as I tasted the alcohol on her tongue and in her breath. I placed my hands on the back of her head and kissed her hard as our breathing intensified. I wanted more but I let her go knowing it was going to get much better.

"Wow, you really like this role-playing thing huh?" she asked with a surprised smile on her face.

"Yeah...I guess I do." I answered. 

She walked back to her chair and twisted loose another beer. Just then I had an idea.

"Hold on, I want to try something. Do you guys have any funnels?" My heart raced as I dug through the drawers of her kitchen.

"Yeah, third drawer down."

I opened it and saw several. One that was orange and had a large opening and a long thin tube and a smaller clear one with a shorter tube. I grabbed the orange one and walked back over to the table.

"You want me to drink out of that?" She asked pointing to the funnel.

"Yeah, would you?" I asked

"Sure, I guess." She said a little unsure.

"Why don't you sit down and I'll stand up. Hand me the beer and I'll pour it in, and you just swallow as fast as you can. I'll try to pour slowly."

She handed me the beer and I gave her the funnel. She put the skinny opening in her mouth and held the base of the funnel. I opened the beer and looked into her eyes one last time. 

She looked absolutely terrified, but at this point my hormones had taken over. I began to pour slowly and she was able to keep up as she swallowed rythmically. I tilted the can a little more and she began to quicken her swallowing a little but kept up just fine. She finished the whole can and set the funnel down, and took a deep breath.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"Whoa...I feel really good. I barely even tasted it that time. I feel a little dizzy but in a good way. Let's try it again." My dick lurched with her last words and I snatched another beer from the already half gone beer stash.

"This time pour it faster, I want to get really dizzy this time." Again my pants tightened up and my heart began to race.

She again placed the orange funnel in her mouth and held the base steady as I opened the can. I began pouring the beer and again she swallowed perfectly in time without any problems. I tilted the beer a little more and her gulps became audible as she began swallowing larger portions at once to compensate. 

I then tilted the can almost completely strait up and her gulps became hard and fast. A little stream of beer started to leak out the side of her mouth and she grabbed the base of the funnel with two hands. She swallowed what she could of the last little bit of beer and I set the empty can on the table.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and giggled a little.

"I think I'm buzzed." She said with a goofy smile on her face.

I could resist no longer. She had beer on her tight yellow Abercrombie t-shirt and a little on her low rider jeans. She even smelled heavily of alcohol. I picked her up and began carrying her to the couch. 

She wrapped her legs around my back and started kissing me before we even got there. I layed back with her still wrapped around me and let her sit on top of me with her ass mashed on my dick.

We kissed feverishly and I could now really taste the beer on her breath and tongue as she plunged it deeply into my mouth. She left it there and I twirled my tongue around it, trying to taste it from all sides. We finally broke the embrace and stared into eachothers' eyes breathing heavily.

"I love you, Amber." I said between labored breaths.

"I love you too, sweety." She replied.

"Do you want to try the other thing I brought?" I asked still out of breath.

"As long as I can drink some more beer." She smiled and gave me another quick peck and stood up.

When we reached the table she sat down again and opened another beer taking a huge gulp. I reached into my backpack and took out the Virginia Slims. I had asked the guy behind the counter what the lightest cigarettes would be and he had given me these. Suddenly I realized I didn't have a lighter. 

"Do your parents have a lighter?" I asked as she was in the middle of another enormous swig.

"No...but, when my Aunt comes over she lights her cigarettes with the stove." She said, replacing the can to her mouth for another gulp.

"Would you try that?" I asked with growing anticipation.

"Yeah, sure." she said and took a final swig off her can and put it down with the rest of the empty cans.

I handed the long, thin white cigarette to Amber and walked over and turned on the the front burner. The stove roared to life and a circular blue flame appeared. 

"So, I just put it in the flame and suck on it until it's smoking right?" she asked.

"I guess...that seems right." I replied. 

Amber walked over to the stove and placed the white filter between lips. She bent down slowly with her eyes trained on the flame. With one hand she held back her hair and with the other she guided the cigarette into the fire. 

Her cheeks hollowed slightly as she began sucking on the cigarette. She would suck a little and while holding it puff it out.

It actually reminded me of how people started their cigars. After a few puffs she stood up and sucked on it again. She then took the cigarette out of her mouth and blew a little puff of uninhaled smoke out of her mouth.

"How does it taste?" I asked with a full hard-on now.

"Actually it's the perfect balance to the taste of the beer. It's not bad." And with that she put the cigarette back in her mouth and took another small puff and blew out the uninhaled smoke.

"You should try inhaling it." I suggested.

"Like breath it in?" She asked.

"Yeah."

"Okay."

She raised the cigarette up to her mouth again and took a small puff and then took out the cig. But this time she closed her eyes and slowly began to breath in through her nose. 

Her shoulders raised and her chest puffed out. When she had breathed all the way in she slowly began to exhale. Nothing happened and then slowly smoke began to come out of her nostrils. The smoke was fairly light and was fully expelled in only a few seconds.

Then Amber opened her eyes and rubbed them as they were a little teary.

"That made me feel really weird. Like all tingly and stuff. It even made my eyes water a little." She said with a smile.

"Did you like it?" I asked.

"Yeah...it made my chest feel really heavy. And it also made me even more dizzy." She giggled a little. "I actually kind of like everything so far."

Just then she seemed to come up with something in her head. She reached down and grabbed one of the last two beers and twisted it off the plastic ring.

"I bet this will make me really dizzy." She said with a wicked smile like a little kid.

She opened the can and put it in her left hand. She then lifted the cigarette to her lips with her right hand and began sucking on it. Ambers' cheeks hollowed out until you could see her cheek bones and dragged for at least 3 full seconds before taking the cigarette out of her mouth and inhaling sharply and deeply. 

She then put the can to her mouth and began chugging as hard as I had ever seen anyone do. As she gulped down the beer smoke started streaming down her face from her nostrils. 

She closed her eyes and continued to drink as the smoke became much thicker than the last time. She slammed down the empty beer can as smoke was still leaking from her mouth and nose. 

"Holy shit..." she said and nearly fell backwards.

"Are you alright baby?" I asked and grabbed her to steady her.

"I feel so good right now Matt." She said, and looked at me through glassy eyes.

She reached up and kissed me on the lips so I could taste the smoke and beer on her breath. Our tongues lashed and my cock swelled as I held my drunk, smoking girlfriend by the back of the head. She pulled away and lifted the cigarette to her mouth again and took a medium sized drag. 

She extracted the cigarette from her mouth and inhaled deeply, letting her chest expand to make room for the smoke in her lungs. 

She then pursed her lips and blew the stream of smoke into my face. Right before the smoke was completely expelled I kissed her hard on the lips and was fed the remaining smoke directly. 

Her smell of smoke was too much and I took the cigarette out of her hand and put it in one of the empty beer cans and scooped her up. I carried her to her bedroom and layed her on the bed. She took off her shirt and bra as I quickly pulled off my pants.

I impatiently pulled off her jeans and she lowered her panties but I didn't give her a chance to finish taking them off. Before she could pull them all the way down I was pushing my swollen dick into her vagina. 

She bowed her knees as well as she could with her panties still on a little and I sunk into her all at once. I began bucking wildly as I kissed her hungrily trying to taste her sin. 

The smell of cigarettes and alcohol was strong on her breath and neck and hair. I fucked her relentlessly and she screamed like I had always wanted her to. The alcohol releasing inhibitions that had been holding her back.

"Oh...yeah Matt...ohhhhhh FUCK...I'm so drunk...just for you...oh...just.."

My stomach began to tighten and my toes began to tingle as the cum that had been brewing all night long was getting ready to be released. Ambers' eyes were closed and her forehead was sweaty as she bit her lip while I pounded away. 

My stomach smashing into her milky white skin. I clenched my teeth and pushed into her as far as I could before releasing my cum into her womb.

My sperm blasted out of me and into her as I kept my dick planted as deep inside her as it could go.

"Oh...Matt...I feel your cum inside of me...oh baby...I love you so much. Fill me full of your cum." She whined as my long awaited orgasm sputtered to a close.

I collapsed on top of her and I tried to catch my breath. She began to softly play with my hair as we layed on her bed together. 

"Thank you Amber...your the most wonderful person I have ever known. You've made me the happiest I have ever been in my life. There's no way I can ever repay you for doing this for me."

"There's one thing." she replied.

"What's that?" I asked puzzled.

"Get me the last beer and another cigarette." 

Amber and I woke up in each other's arms the next morning. I kissed her on the forehead lightly and left a note on her bedside table. Although I would have loved to stay and make love to her again, with such a successful night before, I had no more supplies for day 2. 

Luckily I had my friends brother pick me up some 'harder' alcohol in case the softer stuff went over well. On my way back to my house to pick up the drinks I stopped by 7-11 to pick up some more cigarettes. I decided that in order to get Amber addicted I needed some stronger ones.

I decided on Marlboro 100's. They were cork filters and had nearly twice as much nicotine as the Virginia Slims. If Amber could smoke these, maybe she would smoke unfiltered. It was about 11 am by the time I got back to Ambers' house and she was in the shower.

I knocked on her bathroom door and asked if I could come in. She immediately said of course and I opened the door. She shut off the shower and stepped out next to me, her naked body glistening and a smile on her face. She kissed me without saying anything, letting her tongue linger in my mouth for a long time. As she continued to twist her tongue around in my mouth her hands began to unbutton my pants.

I was surprised at her unusually forward attitude but continued our passionate kiss. Once my pants were loose she broke our kiss and pulled out my dick. She immediately kneeled down and began sucking me off. I had never been able to get Amber to give me a blow job because I felt it may insult her by asking her to do such a nasty thing.

The nastiness of this act obviously didn't bother her as she now had both of her hands on my ass and was thrusting her mouth around my cock at an alarming speed. I could hear her gag a few times as her inexperience led her to put my cock too far into her throat but it didn't seem to slow her down any. 

Before too long I was nearly about to come and felt that I better warn her.

"Baby....I'm gonna cum."

As I reached down to finish the job myself she pushed my hand away and kept on sucking my cock, perhaps even faster. Finally I could not hold back any longer and I began to shoot my jizm into her waiting mouth. Like a woman possessed she clamped down her lips and thrust my dick deep into her throat as my first few jets of cum forcefully splashed the back of her esophagus.

She began gagging and I pulled back but she clenched my ass cheeks and pulled me even farther into her. I could now hear her ongoing struggle between her gag reflex and her determination. I looked down as spurt after spurt emptied out inside her. I could see cum dribbling out of her nose and her eyes shut tight and watering, but I was not in control of this situation.

After she was sure I had finished cumming she let my dick slip out of her mouth and with her eyes still closed, swallowed my load. She gagged a few more times before finally opening her eyes and looking up at me.

"What the hell has come over YOU?" I asked feeling guilty, confused, and utterly satisfied all at once.

"I don't know.....I....just wanted to feel nasty. And give you the best blowjob you could ever get. Better than any bad girl could give you. I want to be your fantasy...I.....I.....I'm sorry..." Her eyes started to tear up and she began to cry.

"Oh.....baby...why are you crying? You ARE my fantasy. You're everything I could ever ask for. You know I would never question that." I scooped her naked sobbing body off the floor and held her in my arms as I sat on the edge of the bath tub.

"I knew I should have never brought this bad girl thing up. Now it's starting to fuck everything up." My anger began to surface now, and the stupidity of what I had tried to do was now becoming obvious.

"No....I wanted to do that. I liked doing that for you. It makes me happy to know that I am turning you on. Actually, I would really like a cigarette now....it seems like it would relax me a little." Again my dick began to get hard and I could feel my judgement become clouded.

"Well, your parents are home, I don't think they'd appreciate you smoking in the house." 

"Then lets' go somewhere. Lets do something crazy. Lets get a tattoo or something."

"Well....nose rings have always really turned me on, but wouldn't your parents get mad?" I asked.

"So? We're running away together in a few weeks anyways. Who cares?" Her new found confidence was seeping out now. Her rebellion was becoming an addiction.

I contemplated my options for a moment: either I could put an end to this whole thing and go back to the way it used to be. Or, I could keep going until my bad girl desire was fulfilled completely.

Fifteen minutes later we were in my car on the way to a tattoo and piercing parlor.

"So, can I try another cigarette?" She beamed at me, knowing full well what she was doing.

"Yeah, they're in the front pocket of my backpack in the back seat. But I'm warning you, they're much stronger than the other ones you tried last night." I warned.

"Yeah, yeah...I'm a bad ass remember?" She replied candidly.

She pulled out the red and white packet of cigarettes and after a few tries got the cellophane wrapping off. She opened the box and extracted one cork filter cigarette and examined it closely.

"These are much shorter and thicker." She replied crinkling her nose. She sniffed at it a few times.

"But they smell much better. Stronger, like you said." Little did she know she was going to smoke her first full flavored cigarette.

"What am I going to light it with?" She asked placing the cig between her pink lip glossed lips.

"Use the cigarette lighter, just push it in. Wait for it to pop out and the put it on the tip of the cigarette and suck until it's going." I replied, trying to watch her and the road.

She pushed in the lighter and waited for a minute. When it popped back out she put it to tip of the marlboro and began to suck. She sucked and puffed several times while keeping the lighter firmly placed against the cigarette.

Amber let the Marlboro dangle as she replaced the lighter to the dash. Then she took a huge cheek hollowing drag, obviously trying to turn me on, and inhaled the smoke in sharply. She coughed hard as the smoke sputtered out of her mouth sporadically.

When she finally stopped she looked at me through glassy eyes.

"Holy shit!! These ARE stronger!! It felt like my lungs were full of water. This smoke is sooo thick." She giggled a little but started another coughing fit as soon as she did.

She wasn't kidding about the smoke being thick though, it had only been lit for a few seconds but already the whole car was filling up with smoke. I didn't say anything though hoping that maybe she would forget to roll down her window and unintentionally hot box my car. Of course, I would suffer, but it would be worth it to watch her breath pure smoke.

"We could pick up some lighter ones if you want?" I asked, hoping that she wouldn't give up on smoking altogether.

"Hell no, I'll get used to it. Watch." and with that she brought the cigarette up to her mouth and took a small measured drag and inhaled very slowly.

Once she had inhaled at least part of it, she began breathing out. Initially she started coughing but caught herself midway through and finished the last of her exhale nicely.

"See?" She said, obviously proud of herself.

She again brought the Marlboro up to her lips and dragged again and inhaled slowly, this time not coughing at all. 

"It's not so bad once you get used to it." She smiled and looked at me devilishly.

"What else you got in there?" She asked, grabbing at the back seat before I even answered.

As she grabbed the backpack she let the cigarette dangle from her lips. She pulled out a bottle of vodka and looked at me through squinting eyes.

"Vodka, huh?" She inquired.

She took another small drag off the cigarette and inhaled a bit easier this time. Her exhale was a bit more even and inhaled and was really turning me on.

"Be careful, that stuff is strong Amber." I warned again.

"Okay, this time I'll listen." 

She twisted off the cap and sniffed the open bottle. 

"Phew....smells pretty strong. Kind of chemical like." She brought the bottle slowly up to her mouth and took a small swallow.

Her eyes watered a little and she looked like her insides were on fire.

"Tastes kinda......hot, it burns a little." She said, still swallowing pretty hard.

She again brought the bottle to her mouth took an equally small gulp.

"Wow, doesn't get any easier eh?" She said through a half-smile.

"Maybe I should just not taste it?" She said as she took a medium sized drag off her Marlboro.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean, I should just drink it quickly so I can't taste it." And with that, before I could say anything she had the bottle up to her mouth.

She took quick gulps, obviously trying to get the vodka out of her mouth and down her throat as quickly as possible. When she stopped chugging she had finished more than half the bottle.

"How do you feel?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't vomit in my car.

"My throat burns, and I am dizzy as hell." She picked up the cigarette, which had now filled the enire car with a thin haze of smoke, and dragged hard on it. She inhaled it and before exhaling lifted the bottle of vodka back to her mouth and began chugging again.

Now, I, seriously worried about her reached out to take the bottle away. She swatted clumsily at my hand and began chugging faster. I watched helpless as my 98lb. girlfriend finished her first bottle of vodka in less than 5 minutes with smoke still coming out of her mouth and nose.

"You are going to kill yourself Amber!!" I yelled, scared and angry and turned on all at once.

I began to pull over until I was sure she wasn't going to puke all over the place. I stopped on the side of the road and looked at her. She was dragging on her cigarette and squinting at me through glassy unstable eyes. She couldn't quite focus on me but I could tell she was about to cry.

"Why....I thought that's what you wanted." She said, slurring every possible syllable.

"Yes, I do....but not like that. Take it easy, you're just starting. You will give yourself alcohol poisoning if you drink like that." I reasoned.

"I....just wanted to...make you happy." She took another drag on her cigarette and crushed it out into my never-been-used ashtray.

She began unzipping her pants and looked at me lopsidedly.

"What are you doing? Do you have to pee?" I asked, somewhat torn between my horniness and fear.

"No....silly. I want to fuck you." She finished taking off her panties and began unzipping my jeans.

I lifted myself up a little as she slid down my jeans and boxers. My cock sprang up, telling the true tale of how her drunkenness was affecting me.

"I knew you liked it." She slurred happily.

I slid my seat back and tilted the steering wheel up as she climbed on top of me. It took a few minutes but eventually she slid down onto my rock hard cock. Immediately I smelled the harsh odor of vodka and cigarettes and it drove me wild.

I grabbed her tight heart shaped ass and began pulling her into my dick as hard and fast as I could. Her moaning was as incoherent as her speech and I watched as the windows began fogging up. I began cumming and rode it out until I felt her pussy start to convulse and her moans become shrieks of lust and contentment.

She lay collapsed on top of me for a few moments before she climbed off and over to her side again. My cum began leaking out onto my seat but I didn't care as she lit up a cigarette and took a large pull, inhaling it easily. Before she exhaled I bent over and kissed her on the mouth. Allowing her smoke to bathe my face as our tongues danced. 

We decided to go get a hotel instead of her getting her nose pierced. She was too wasted to go anywhere in public, even a tattoo parlor.

As I lay next to Amber in our Holiday Inn bed, I searched my mind for an easy answer. Amber's almost irrational desire to please me was beginning to actually worry me. Sure, the sex was great, and I had never been so aroused, but her health was really in danger.

After we checked in Amber had vomited herself into exhaustion. Now, passed out next to me, the less appealing, and more serious lifestyle of a bad girl was on full display.

The permanence of this way of life could have lasting effects on our relationship. Even more disturbing was how quickly her corruption was escalating, and how addictive it was to both of us.

I needed to stop the pattern before we were both too addicted to quit. When Amber awoke, I would explain to her that my fantasy had been fulfilled and she could stop 'playing' a bad girl.

I only had to wait about half an hour before she started to shift herself restlessly about the bed. I gently ran my fingers along her flawless skin until she squinted at me through bloodshot eyes.

She smiled at me as we lay on our sides staring into each others eyes. I continued running my fingers lightly along her arm as we lay motionless. Eventually she snuggled up to me and pulled me close.

I grabbed her tight as she buried her face into my chest and began playing with my hair.

"Are you feeling better?" I asked concerned.

"Yeah, but my mouth is really dry, and I don't think I have ever been this thirsty in my life." Came her muffled reply.

"Do you want some water?" I asked.

"Yes, please, and maybe some aspirin. I have a throbbing headache." She croaked.

I kissed her softly on the cheek and headed towards the front office. Once there I noticed a small shop selling T-shirts, hats, candy, and other overpriced items in it. After spending nearly $7 on a bottle of Aquafina and some Tylenol I started back to our room.

When I returned she still hadn't moved an inch. I handed her the water and she had it open almost instantly. 

"Don't drink it all yet, you need to take an aspirin still." I urged.

She stopped drinking with about a quarter of the bottle left. I handed her two red and white pills and she swallowed them in one gulp, along with the rest of the water.

"Better?" I asked.

"Yes, thank you sweetie." She cooed.

I started towards the bed and before I could lie down she stopped me.

"Wait, Matt, do you think you could run out to your car and grab me a cigarette. I think it would really help me right now." I resisted the urge and swallowed hard.

"Actually, that's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about." I replied.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you have done everything I have asked you to do. You've made nearly all my dreams come true. Before, I was thinking with my....other head. But yesterday made me realize how selfish I have been."

"No you-" She started to defend me, but I interjected.

"Yes, Amber, I have. Instead of taking into account how many problems this could create, I have just been thinking of how to get off. You could have died yesterday Amber. There is no way I could have forgiven myself if that happened." I inhaled deeply and continued.

"I want you to be yourself. You, not a bad girl, but the girl I fell in love with four years ago. I only hope you can forgive my childish selfishness and give me another chance at loving you for who you really are." I wanted to look into her eyes but I couldn't lift my gaze from the cheap comforter on the bed.

After a few seconds I felt Amber's hand grab my shoulders and pull me forward. She embraced me tightly and I could feel her body tremble as she tried not to cry. My eyes stung and I choked back tears also while I held her.

"There's nothing to forgive. I love you, and I know you love me too. Trust me, I can handle this. I know I got out of hand yesterday, but I am in complete control. I know my limits, and I can stop myself from breaking them." She assured.

Our embrace broke and we stared into each other's eyes. My face felt hot and I could feel tears roll down my cheeks. She reached out with her finger and wiped them away. I smiled weakly and she followed suit.

"I guess-" I started, but this time she stopped me by putting a finger up to my lips.

"Bad girl or not, I really want a cigarette. Maybe I'm getting addicted, but I don't care right now. I want to smoke. I do. It's my choice." She smiled and kissed me softly, her lips moist and divine.

"I'll be right back." 

And with that I headed back out the door to my car. I grabbed the pack and started walking to the room when I remembered I needed to get her a lighter. I ran over to the Gift shop and bought a yellow Bic, her favorite color.

When I opened the door she was in the bathroom brushing her teeth with the complimentary brush and toothpaste. 

"Put them on the bed and I'll be right there." She instructed.

I set the pack of Marlboro 100's down and sat on the edge of the bed. She finished washing out her mouth and looked down at the bed. Her eyes lit up when she saw the lighter and she hugged me enthusiastically.

"Yellow, my favorite. Thanks sweetie." 

"Anything for my girl." I joked.

She smiled and climbed on top of me, wrapping her legs around my waist. She put her arms around my head and kissed me tenderly. Her tongue snaking out of her mouth only momentarily before finishing the kiss and repeating the process.

Finally we stopped and she reached next to us and picked up the cigarettes and lighter. She handed me the lighter and shook out a cork tipped Marlboro and placed it between her pouty lips.

She made a sad, pleading look like a little girl, with her eyes wide and lips pursed. Her long brown hair framing her perfect ivory skin while her eyebrows curved upwards in an innocent fashion.

The cigarette looked positively out of place between the lips of this perfect little angel, who looked like she could float off to heaven at any moment.

"Got a light?" She asked in the softest little girl voice she could muster.

My jeans tightened as the scene appeared almost too good to be true. I brought the lighter up as our faces were only a few inches away. She pursed her lips and leaned back slightly as I clicked the flame to life. 

Her eyes stared intently into the flame while she guided the tip of the cigarette into it hands free. Her cheeks hollowed slightly as she applied a little pressure to the filter. The end began to smoke a little and she puffed a little bit of smoke out of the side of her mouth.

She sucked a few more times slowly while puffing the smoke out of the side of her mouth, having it float inches from my face. Finally she leaned out of the flame and I let the lighter go out.

Her eyes still focused on the cigarette she took a medium sized drag and arched her back to accommodate the smoke entering her lungs. Her eyes fluttered as the smoke traveled through her chest and deep into her young body.

A look of relief and pure bliss washed over her face as she held the thick, full-flavored smoke inside of her. After a few moments the blew the smoke out of her mouth slowly and steadily. 

It was a beautiful sight seeing the fully inhaled smoke cascade over her red wine lips and into our hotel room. After several seconds she finally looked down into my eyes and smiled.

"I think I want to do this a lot more often." She grinned.

My dick was now rock-hard as she took another more luxurious drag off the cork filter and inhaled deeply. I was close enough to her that I could hear the air being sucked far into the deepest regions of her healthy lungs.

She moved her face close to mine and slowly propelled the smoke from her lips all over my face. She blew it onto my lips and cheeks and forehead. She finished by giving me a deep smoke flavored kiss.

"I want to have sex before I finish this cigarette." She said, and stood up.

She placed the Marlboro between her lips and took off her skin tight jeans. I yanked off my jeans and boxers in one quick motion. I tossed them to the floor as she finished taking off her blue and pink hearted panties.

She took an enormous drag before taking the cigarette out of her mouth and straddling my dick. As she impaled herself onto me she let out a throaty moan and smoked billowed out of her mouth in a thick cloud.

She began to rock back and forth as we timed our thrusts perfectly. My dick sliding in out of her tight little vagina with soft slurping noises. She was really wet and I could feel her juices leaking out all over my balls and inner thighs.

She continued taking gigantic pulls on her Marlboro and inhaling them to her toes. She would keep the smoke in her lungs for what seemed like minutes before exhaling a thin stream of smoke that took an equally long time to expel.

Smoke was constantly coming out of her mouth and nose as she continued riding me to our climax. As she began to come she grabbed me tightly and buried her face into my shoulder. With her arms and legs now clenching me I reached around her and grabbed her ass cheeks.

I began pumping myself into her as she rode out her orgasm, shaking wildly. I came hard into her and could feel long thick jets of cum rocket out of my prick and into her air tight vagina.

She bit my shoulder as we both slowed our pace and I fell back with my legs dangling off the bed, and Amber trembling on top of me. The cigarette was now burnt past the filter and was crunched up between Amber's index and forefinger.

"That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had Matt." She heaved.

"Me too." I said truthfully.

"The truth is, ever since we started this role-playing thing, I have been more turned on than ever." She said.

"What are you saying?" I asked, both fearful and excited for her answer.

"I really don't want to stop. Your not being selfish, I want to do this for me, just as much as for you." She replied.

I let this statement sink into me for a moment, and thought about the possibilities of this venture. This would both clear my conscience, and allow for further corruption. Maybe my mind was clouded by the incredible sex, and maybe I was making a mistake, but I couldn't resist.

"Then I guess there's no reason to stop." 

Now that Amber seemed to be into our mutual venture, the deepest, darkest corruption fantasies had crept into my consciousness. No more guilt would be holding me back from introducing the advanced stages of corruption to my dear Amber.

While I pretended to do my homework, awaiting my parents leaving, my mind drifted to the days recent occurences. While talking to some of the more 'shady' students of my high school I had come into possession of some pot.

Being Monday, Amber could not risk getting too inebriated with school finals tomorrow. Pot, however, had no lasting effects and would not interfere with her ability to focus on tomorrows' tests. Luckily, studying for finals was the perfect cover for us having to hang out.

It was nearly five o'clock and Amber was due to arrive at any time. My parents were going to go see a movie to give us peace to study. A knock at the door broke me from my fake concentration on my math.

I opened the door and Amber was standing there in a tight-fitting blue Abercrombie t-shirt and a pair of very high jean shorts. We hugged and I grabbed her bag and we began up the stairs.

"Careful with my bag Matt, I have some...fragile items in there." She said in a somewhat apprehensive manner.

We got to my room and I closed the door behind us and set her bag on my bed. I turned and we embraced, she kissed me with her pink lip glossed lips and set her head on my shoulder.

"Your parents leave yet?" She asked, obviously awaiting something.

"No, not yet....I think they're movie starts at quarter to six. They'll leave soon." I answered.

"Good....I am eager to smoke my first cigarette out of my own pack." She murmered into my ear.

"Oh yeah.....well I got something else for you to try too." I hinted.

"You know I can't have a hangover for finals though, Matt." She said not so convincingly.

"Oh, don't worry. You'll be fine." I assured.

I heard my parents yell good-bye from downstairs and I went to the window to watch them leave. I waved to them as they drove down the driveway to the road.

When I was sure they were really gone, I went to my closet and took out my Monopoly box.

"Monopoly? Matt.....is that will turn you on??" She asked jokingly.

I didn't answer and opened the box revealing a clear plastic bag of green leaves.

"Holy shit, is that.....weed??" She asked now serious.

"Yup....you said you wanted to really be bad...so....Are you still so sure??" I asked already knowing she wouldn't back out now.

"Well....yeah but I never thought....where did you get that??" She asked trying to control her anxiety.

"At school...only thiry bucks." 

"How will I smoke it? Do you have a pipe?" She queried.

"Actually no, but why don't you give me one of your cigarettes?" I replied.

She dug into her bag and removed a red and white box. She tore off the cellophane and extracted a cork tipped Marlboro and handed it to me.

I tore off the filter and carefully pulled the paper apart allowing the tobacco to fall out and onto my floor. I then took a pinch of marijuana and put it into the little valley that was a cigarette paper.

I spread it around and licked the paper before twisting it around until it was tight enough to stay. I held it up and smiled, admiring my handy work. After all, I had never made a joint before.

I handed it to Amber who took it between thumb and forefinger and stared at it closely.

"Just smoke it like a cigarette." I instructed.

"Wow...I would have never thought that I would be smoking weed." 

"I know......I don't think anyone would." I added.

"Well, what the hell right?" She asked, not sounding very self assured.

She put the makeshift joint in her mouth and dug into her bag with it dangling from her glistening painted lips. She took out her yellow bic and took a deep breath.

She tightened her clasp of the joint and flicked the lighter to life. She leaned into the flame and applied suction to the joint. She puffed it harder than the cigarette and kept the end in the flame much longer than the cigarette but finally got the cherry glowing red.

She took it in thumb and forefinger again while she hollowed out her cheeks, pulling noxious pot smoke into her mouth. She pulled on the joint for about five full seconds and extracted the end from her mouth and inhaled slowly.

Her face contorted slightly as she did her best to hold the smoke in her lungs for as long as possible. Finally after about five or six seconds she pursed her moist lips and blew out a faint stream of pot smoke.

Before she had expelled it all she coughed lightly a few times. Her eyes were watering a little but she ignored them and took another hard pull on the joint.

She held it in her lungs for about the same amount of time and before exhaling began dragging on the joint once more. Smoke started streaming down her face from her nostrils as she pulled on the joint.

Her eyes went wide and she started coughing, nearly dropping the joint on my bed in the process. Smoke sputtered forth from her mouth and nose as she coughed for several seconds.

"Jesus fucking christ. This is some strong shit." She laughed, only sending her into another coughing fit.

"I guess so." I replied, a little surprised at her vain use of the lords' name.

"My head feels really heavy Matt...I think I want to lay down." She layed back before even finishing the sentence.

She proceeded to take a few more hits off the joint before it was too small to hold anymore. She flicked the ashes to my floor absentmindedly and set the spent joint on my bedside table.

"Could you grab me a cigarette?" She asked in a raspy voice that sounded nothing like her.

I didn't answer but shook her out a Marlboro and grabbed her lighter. I crawled up to her and placed the cigarette between her lips and lit her up. She took a few successive drags on it, exhaling through her nose while she dragged again.

"I'm pretty much stoned I think." She informed through a haze of smoke.

I opened the window and turned on the fan, fearing that the smell had traveled throughout the house already. In my eagerness I had forgotten all about the possibility of us getting caught for this.

When I returned to the bed Amber had nearly finished the cigarette and was squinting at me through bloodshot eyes.

"Want to fuck?" She asked in a straitforward tone.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I did in fact want to, my dick had actually reached a painful stage of erection. Amber flicked her 3/4 smoked Marlboro to the floor and grabbed me by the back of my head.

She kissed me hard and I tasted the slightly unpleasant tinge of marijuana on her tongue. I tried to focus on the fact that I was kissing my stoned little Amber and my erection surged once more.

I pulled down my elastic basketball shorts and slipped my cock out of the hole in the front of my boxers. I suddenly felt a need to fuck Amber like I had always wanted.

I grabbed the slut of my dreams and pushed her head down giving her the hint that I wanted her to suck me. Her lips wrapped around my cock sensually, but I had no intention of having a nice blowjob tonight.

I pulled her head up as I raised up onto my knees with her arching her back to keep her cock in her mouth as she was still sitting. I grabbed her head by either side and covered her ears and began to thrust my cock down her throat while I yanked her head towards my pelvis in time with my thrusts.

Immediately I could her her gags and gurgles as she fought the urge to vomit as my cock teased her gag reflex repeatedly. I closed my eyes and imagined how slutty and corrupted she had gotten. 

Once a pure, innocent, little girl who swore off such imperfections as alcohol and tobacco addiction. Now here she was getting stoned and wasted and gagging on my cock. I looked down to see spit drooling out of her mouth and her eyes clenched shut with streaks of her eyeliner running down her cheeks.

I began cumming and put my hand on the back of her head impaling her throat with my dick. I wanted to pump my cum so far down her throat that it would fall nearly directly into her stomach. 

I let a violent orgasm rip through me as I ignored the gags and coughs of Amber and continued pumping my seed down her throat. Finally I let her head out of my grasp and watched my cock slip from her mouth with a thick strand of cum still bridging the gap between her mouth and my cock.

She looked up at me through teary eyes, cum dribbling out of her nose and mouth and make-up smeared all over her face. Suddenly I came to my senses and realized what I had actually just done.

My heart stopped and my brain searched for some explanation for her but I drew blank. Slowly her lips curled up and into a wicked smile.

"Did this dirty little slut satisfy you?" She asked nastily.

I searched her face for any incongruence to her baffling happiness but I could not find any.

"Yeah...I uh...." I stumbled for words to aptly describe my situation.

"Shhhh......" She cooed and put her finger up to my lips and shook her head.

"I guess our study session is over...." She said.

"Yeah.....I guess..." I fumbled.

"Maybe tomorrow we can study again?" She questioned slyly.

"Sure...." I replied, utterly dumbfounded at this nearly unrecognizeable girl I thought I knew.

And with that she grabbed her bag and gave me a peck on the cheek, said 'I love you' and walked out the door. Leaving my room not as Amber, but as a girl I had only dreamed about. 

The End.