When the song ended, Alana opened her eyes, and she looked up at Dan and then Mark, her hand still pressed between her legs. Slowly she walked toward the couch and sat down on her knees in between them. She leaned in toward Mark and paused for a few seconds. She seemed to be whispering in his ear. He nodded and smiled. Then she sat up again and leaned in toward Dan. He thought at first that she was going to whisper something in his ear too, but she kept leaning in until her lips were pressed against his. It was electric It was the first time she had kissed him on the lips. He kissed her back and then they were kissing passionately, her hand resting on his cock.
They kissed for what seemed like forever, Alana still on her knees leaning into Dan. Dan was lost in the sensation, the intimacy. When he finally resurfaced, he noticed that Mark was pulling down her panties. Mark’s hands and his mouth explored her ass and legs. She smiled at the contact, but continued to kiss Dan. After a minute or two, she let out a brief squeal of pleasure. Dan guessed that Mark’s tongue was now pressing directly against her clit.
With her right hand, she undid Dan’s zipper. As they continued to kiss, Dan pulled his own shorts down, exposing his erection. Her hand was instantly on it, stroking it, as they continued to kiss. Every contact she made on his cock caused a ripple of pleasure to wash over his entire body. It was unlike anything Dan had ever experienced before. Based on the gasps that were coming from Alana, he guessed that Mark’s tongue was having a similar effect on her. After a while, she detached from Dan’s lips and her lips went down to Dan’s cock, enveloping it. If the sensations she was causing with her hand were a 10 on the pleasure scale, this was easily a 15. As he looked down at her head bobbing up and down on his cock, he could actually see waves of pleasure rippling up from his cock through his body and all the way out to the tips of his fingers and toes. On some level he knew it was just a drug-induced hallucination, but it seemed more like a real phenomenon, something the mushrooms were just allowing him to see for the first time.
From time to time, Alana would raise her mouth off of his cock and moan in pleasure, while her hand continued to stroke him. After a couple minutes she stopped sucking and sat upright again. Mark raised his head up too, wondering what she wanted. She looked him right in the eyes, a loving smile on her face, and said “I’m going to fuck Dan now, okay?” Mark just smiled and nodded.
Not quite believing what was happening, Dan watched as Alana scooted over toward him and lifted her right leg up and over until she was straddling him. Using her right hand to hike up her dress, she reached back with her left and guided Dan’s cock inside of her. She was dripping wet and it slid in with no resistance. Alana gasped in pleasure, as if the mere act of penetration had caused her to climax. When she recovered, she began bobbing up and down on his cock. Dan had his hands under her dress, one planted on each hip, guiding her up and down, and each time she did so, a ripple of pleasure coursed through him. This wasn’t just sex, it was some unbelievable enhanced version of sex, like nothing he’d ever experienced.
With his hands, he reached up and moved the spaghetti straps of her dress to the side and pulled down gently. The entire top of the dress fell down to Alana’s waist, exposing her amazing breasts, which Dan immediately cupped in his hands. In his hallucinogenic haze, he felt like he could actually see a heat map on her body, with areas of redness around the key erogenous zones, her pussy, her breasts, and waves of heat radiating out from those points.
In the intensity of the experience, Dan had momentarily forgotten about Mark. But Mark had now removed his own shorts and was sitting next to them, stroking his cock in his hand. Alana noticed him too, and motioned for him to come closer. In a naughty little voice, she said “come over here and let me suck your cock, hun.” A moment later, he was standing on the couch looming over them. She immediately grabbed his cock with her hand and moments later had it in her mouth.
From the moment she began sucking his cock, Mark looked like he had been transported to some other world of pleasure. He had to grab the backrest of the couch and lean against it to stay steady and he was visibly trembling. He kept saying “oh god” and mumbling something about seeing streaks of pure light.
The obvious pleasure Alana was giving him seemed to turn her on even more, if that was possible, and she kept having to let go of Mark’s cock to moan and squeal in pleasure. But when she stopped sucking, she would always use one of her hands to continue pleasuring him, and he didn’t seem to notice the difference, he was so lost in the experience. It was during one such moment that Mark came unexpectedly. He screamed “oh god” and a stream of cum shot out of his cock and landed on the side of Alana’s face before falling down on her breasts, some of it even landing on Dan’s stomach. She giggled when she realized what had happened, but otherwise took it in stride, wiping her face quickly with her hand and continuing to buck up and down on Dan’s cock.
When Mark stepped out of the way, Dan leaned forward, grabbed Alana firmly by her ass and flipped her over until she had her back on the couch and her legs in the air. Dan was now kneeling on the floor, his cock still buried deep inside of her. With one quick motion he removed his shirt, and then he began thrusting into her with a renewed urgency. Dan was in such a state of extreme arousal and drug-induced body high that it was as if, with each thrust, he was having an orgasm. He felt himself trembling. And more than that, Alana was trembling too, and the more he stared at her, the more he felt that, with each thrust, her pleasure was somehow flowing into him, that energy was literally passing between them. Alana was in such a state of sensory overload that her eyes were practically rolling back in her head. She had her hands pressed against his chest and her legs high over her head as he pressed her back into the couch. She could barely even make noise at this point and simply shook her head from side to side as if to say it was all too much, that she couldn’t take any more pleasure.
Then, in a moment Dan would remember for the rest of life, Alana opened her eyes as wide as could be and looked right at him, her mouth gaping, a look of urgency on her face. “Oh god, Danny, oh god, keep fucking me, just like that… I’m gonna… oh god… I can’t… oh… oh… oh ffff-ffuuucckk!” she screamed, and she began trembling so hard she was nearly convulsing. Dan could feel her spasming on his cock. Not wanting to hurt her, he stopped thrusting and watched as she continued to climax. He’d never seen anything like it.
It seemed like nearly a minute before her shaking subsided and she opened her eyes and finally spoke. “Oh Dan, I didn’t even know something like that was possible.” She was absolutely glowing as she spoke. Then she looked down and realized that he was still inside her, that he hadn’t come yet. She grinned ear to ear. “Oh Dan, it’s your turn now.”
She leaned forward and pushed Dan back until his cock slid out of her. She moved her arms under his, pushing him to stand up. When he did, she quickly stood up herself and moved in front of him, pushing him down onto the couch. Then she got on her knees and maneuvered his cock between her breasts, pushing them together with her hands to sandwich it. She moved up and down, fucking him with her tits, and looking into his eyes while doing it. Dan had never had anything like this done to him, much less while high on powerful hallucinogens.
He had been very close to coming before Alana’s never-ending orgasm had interrupted things. But this was a level of visual, mental, and physical stimulation that he’d never before experienced and he felt like he was getting set to explode. It was as if his entire body was an erogenous zone, as if every inch of his body was pressed between Alana’s tits. He felt the sensation growing. It started out in the base of his cock but rippled throughout his body almost instantly. All he could manage to get out was “Oh… Alana” before the wave crashed over him. He was vaguely aware of the cum shooting out of his cock onto Alana’s breasts, but it was as if it was happening to someone else far, far away. He was overwhelmed by the crashing waves of pleasure that were washing over him, one after another, relentlessly. He’d never had an orgasm anything like this and part of him wondered if anything would ever again come close. When the intensity of it finally subsided, he realized he’d been trembling. Alana was no longer down by his cock, but was now straddling him, kissing his neck, waiting for him to resurface.
She whispered in his ear, “I’ll never forget this as long as I live. I’ve never come harder.”
He whispered back, “I won’t ever forget any of this, Alana.” He really meant that. For the rest of his life, he would look back on that week, and that night in particular, as a major turning point in his life, the moment when he climbed out of the abyss and began to move on. He was never intimate with Alana again. They all just kind of pretended that week didn’t happen. But he thought about her often, and was forever grateful for what she had given him.