"When the Van's a Rockin'..."

Copyright by PJ, All Rights Reserved
(Reproduced here by permission)

Daphne leaned forward and coughed when the first acrid fumes of Shaggy's weed hit her. Shag patted Daphne on the back, grinning.

"Sucked in too much, huh, Daph?" snickered Shaggy, his patting hand brushing down Daphne's spine until she glared at him through tearing, burning, green eyes.

"This...is my...first time!" choked out Daphne, handing the burning mary jane back to Shaggy.

"You take quick puffs at first," instructed Shaggy before he puckered his own lips and sucked in four times quickly, letting the smoke smolder in his narrow throat, then exhaling an expanding cloud that sent Daphne into another coughing fit.

While Shaggy shook his greasy hair in mock despair, Daphne plucked her beer bottle from the floor of the Mystery Machine and gulped down a quarter bottle. Licking her lips, Daphne grinned widely, she swayed a little, and then accepted the half-smoked fattie from Shaggy, this time imitating her bleary-eyed friend.

"Good shit, huh?" giggled Shaggy, leaning into Daphne, his free hand wandering to the beautiful redhead's bare left knee.

Daphne slapped Shaggy's squeezing paw away, she took another hit, then handed back the fattie before sucking dry her second beer bottle.

"I don't have anymore!" pouted Daphne, letting her empty bottle slip from her slack fingers.

"No worries! I stocked plenty for tonight!" grinned Shaggy, staggering from the bench he shared with Daphne to retrieve two more cold beer bottles from the green plastic cooler by the closed rear doors of the Mystery Machine.

It took two tries for Daphne to snag a beading bottle from Shaggy. As Shag dropped back down into his seat, sucking in more pungent smoke, Daphne twisted her beer bottle open, and then tilted it back until beer spilled down her working chin.

"I'll get that!" swayed Shaggy, leaning into Daphne and eagerly lapping the dripping beer from the teen girl's chin.

"Stop that! That's disgusting!" sputtered Daphne, pushing Shaggy away, and then wiping her saliva-soaked chin with the back of her left hand.

"Mmm, beer tastes good on you," giggled Shaggy, tipping back his own bottle.

Daphne took another hit, a long one. She leaned against Shaggy's shoulder; she held the smoking fattie up, her vision so blurry she couldn't tell which Shaggy was the real one. Shaggy took away the tiny stub that was all that remained of the mary jane, then he gently cupped Daphne's dropping chin before kissing Daphne hard on the mouth.

"Mmmph! Cut it out!" groaned Daphne, pushing lightly on Shaggy's arm, too weak to break away from him.

"I think you're so hot, Daphne!" growled Shaggy, catching the back of the girl's scarlet mane, crushing Daphne's beer-flavored lips with his own.

Daphne dropped her beer bottle to shove weakly at Shaggy. Shaggy's left arm snaked around Daphne's waist, he continued to kiss her wildly, sucking on the girl's tender lips, his groping free hand clumsily squeezing Daphne's left breast.

"I said stop!" shouted Daphne when Shaggy finally let loose of her sore lips.

"C'mon, Daph! Why else are you here with me in the van tonight? Why did you ask to smoke a fattie with me? I thought you wanted to cut loose and do some nasty fucking!" yelled back Shaggy in his scratchy voice.

"I...I don't know!" blushed Daphne, catching her beer bottle before too much beer spilled out onto the van. Not knowing what else to do, Daphne swallowed the rest of her beer, then she rolled the empty bottle across the van floor to the pile where the other empty bottles lay. "I should just go."

"No! Wait! Please stay, Daph! I...I'm glad you decided to drink and smoke with me tonight!" admitted Shaggy, avoiding Daphne's slightly-unfocused green eyes.

Daphne smiled softly, she punched Shaggy playfully on the shoulder. "You're okay when you're not being a grabby jerk!"

"I...I'm sorry, Daph. It's just...you're so hot, I really like you, and we've been driving around in the van for awhile," stammered Shaggy, surprised at how easily the bottled up words came out. "I feel really jealous sometimes...I wish you were my girlfriend."

Daphne blushed even hotter, she had never known...

When Shaggy finally gathered up the courage to look at Daphne, the sexy red-haired teen was smiling at him.

Pressing his hand to the back of Daphne's head again, Shaggy kissed the blushing girl hungrily. After a soft moan of protest, Daphne kissed the scruffy-looking boy back, their tongues darted and played, their breath was warm and smelled of strong beer.

Daphne sat back against the side of the van; she grinned wickedly as she untied her green scarf and flung it at Shaggy. Shaggy couldn't stand Daphne's drunken teasing, he shoved his left hand underneath Daphne's violet dress, he found her cotton panties, then he started rubbing Daphne's pussy mound over her warm underwear. Daphne sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth, then bit her lower lip; her cheeks were flaming, her nipples were poking through the light fabric of her summer dress.

Daphne draped her slender arms over Shaggy's bony shoulders while he fingered her pussy through her panties and kissed her hard, his greedy lips enfolding the girl's, sucking deeply. Daphne panted raggedly while Shaggy nuzzled her pale throat, one of her hands wandered to the horny boy's crotch, her trembling fingers played over Shaggy's bulging erection, then, her wicked smile back, Daphne unzipped Shaggy's unwashed jeans and wriggled her hand into the fondling, licking boy's underwear. She wrapped her cool fingers around the base of Shaggy's prick, then started stroking it up and down, caressing every veined inch.

"That feels good, Daph, don't stop!" gasped Shaggy, letting go of Daphne's left tit to unbutton the front of her violet dress. Peeling away the dress from Daphne's aching left breast, Shaggy fastened his wet lips on Daphne's erect left nipple. The teen girl whimpered as Shaggy gnawed and licked the swelling pink breast bud until it tingled. Daphne combed her free hand through Shaggy's dirty brown, greasy hair. Moaning, she bucked her pelvis when Shaggy put his hand inside her damp panties, spreading the sticky lips of Daphne's teen sex and digging his index finger inside her clenching twat.

Daphne clung to Shaggy's neck while she stroked his meat to stiffness. When warm beads of cum started to emerge from the bulbous tip of Shaggy's cock, Daphne withdrew her fondling hand. She met Shaggy's lust-clouded eyes when he lifted his face from her heaving, creamy tits.

"Would you like me to suck your cock, Shag?" offered Daphne with a glowing blush.

Knowing that the only reason she was doing this was because she was stoned out of her skull, Daphne lowered her head between Shaggy's open legs, she caught the panting boy's prick between her lips, then she sucked half of his cock into her wet, warm mouth, her head bobbing as she sucked up and down the throbbing pole's length.

He lifted the blushing teen girl's head from his quaking crotch. Daphne licked pale milk from her gleaming pink lips; she tilted her head with a silent question.

"I want to fuck you, Daph," explained Shaggy, slipping Daphne's pink panties from her slim ivory legs.

Smiling shyly, Daphne climbed onto Shaggy's lap, she draped her arms around Shag's thin shoulders. She bit her lip and sighed sharply when Shaggy pressed the sticky head of his cock between the gleaming pink lips of her gaping cunnie.

Daphne sobbed and threw her head back when Shaggy's prick rammed up into her slick, tight vagina. While she bounced on Shaggy's bucking lap, Daphne lifted up her arms so Shag could slip off her snug violet dress. Naked, with her breasts swaying, Daphne hugged Shaggy's neck and panted huskily into the humping boy's ear, her bare, clenched ass bobbing with Shaggy's thick meat spearing up through Daphne's sucking pussy.

Writhing together harder and faster, Daphne moaned and clawed at Shaggy's back while he impaled her between her with greater and greater urgency. Hugging Daphne's bucking hips, Shaggy ran his tongue over the naked teen girl's rolling tits, he pressed hungry kisses onto Daphne's milky throat, then he captured the crotch-riding redhead's gasping, saliva-soaked lips. The teen lovers embraced each other wildly, totally uninhibited as they slammed their crashing crotches together, Daphne milking Shaggy's thrusting prick with her contracting vaginal muscles.

Daphne bit Shaggy's left shoulder hard when they orgasmed together, holding each other tight while their fevered bodies shuddered and spent themselves.

When the morning sun beamed into the Mystery Machine through the front windshield, Shaggy ignored his pounding headache and admired Daphne's beautiful face sleeping across from him. Gently stroking Daphne's wet red hair so as not to wake the exhausted teen, Shaggy snuggled his spindly body a little closer to the shapely girl's, both of their naked bodies sharing their warmth beneath a ratty blanket. Pillowing his head on his arm, Shaggy smiled ruefully, he probably would never see Daphne like this again, but until she awoke dazed and foggy from her binge of beer and drugs, Shaggy could lay with her, sharing her warmth, relishing the musky scent of Daphne's sex-satiated body.