x602-NyteFall
Bluelighter
Hello all. 
Now, it's been a long time since I've smoked weed for the first time, but after reading some reports, it all came back to me and I felt inspired to share my story.
It's kind of interesting, kind of a 'too long; didn't read' type deal, but I'm still going to get my word in and add to the large collection of reports here, just in case someone feels like reading some girls 1st time marijuana experiences.
It all started when I was hanging at my friend A's house. I had heard of weed and I knew some of the people that were there as well had some on them, but I never thought that I would be smoking with them. I didn't even have a desire to smoke marijuana at the time, but little did I know that once I had tried it, I would keep coming back for more.
Me and A were standing in the kitchen, experimenting with some pills while two boys (T and L) sat on a couch not too far away from us. One of them spoke up.
"What are you doing?" he asked. I told him we were experimenting (I was so naive at the time) and I popped another triple C. He looked at us, and pulled out a baggie.
"Well experiment with this"
I looked at the baggie, staring at the green bud inside of it. The boys got up and motioned for us to follow them. A grabbed my arm and led me outside to the garage, where T and L were waiting. We formed a circle around an old table and sat down. T pulled out a small bowl and started to break up the bud. While he was doing that, I stared at A, having a silent conversation between us two. I was so paranoid, even today I can remember that overwhelming feeling of paranoia. I didn't like doing things with people I didn't know, infact, I'm still like that when smoking bud. I'll do it, but I still feel a twinge of uncomfortable-ness.
Anyway, T finally finished packing the bowl and L handed him a lighter. He sparked up and I watched him closely, observing how he let go of the choke, how he inhaled, I even observed how much smoke came out of his mouth. I didn't think it possible to inhale that much smoke, but I would learn later on.
Finally the bowl was handed to me. I had no clue what to do with it. I had watched 3 other people previously go, but I still had no clue. T sighed and grabbed the bowl and held it to my mouth. He told me to keep my thumb on the little hole. I did. He lit it for me and told me to inhale. I did. I jerked away from the bowl a second later, threatening to cough my lungs out. A told me to hold it in for a couple of seconds, and then I would be free to cough all I wanted. I almost didn't want to listen, my lungs were threatening to burst, but I listened anyway.
Finally I let the hit go, it was pretty small, but decent for a first timer. I started coughing as soon as I blew the smoke out from my mouth. A's brother burst into the garage and told us to get down into the basement to do that, as cops were prowling around due to some stupid shit A's brother and my brother were doing that attracted attention. T and L quickly complied. They packed up their shit quick and ran into the house and into the basement, me (who was still coughing) and A following close behind.
As I got into the basement, I started to feel a little funny, and I actually fell over. Thank god there was a couch nearby for me to land on. T asked if I was alright, and I told him I was. I got up and backed against a wall for support.
The smoking session had started up again.
The bowl was passed to me. I still didn't know what to do with it exactly, so T helped me hold it. He let me take a couple hits, since my hits were still pretty small.
They finished up and I was pretty stoned by now. Plus the triple C's I was taking earlier helped.
L demanded that I go outside. He told me that outside was the best part. I remember giggling alot as he helped me get outside. This is where things start to get pretty fuzzy.
I remember going outside, and it hit me. Hard. I felt like I was in this dream-like state, and I had to continue touching everyone and move around to assure that they were real, that this was real. When I stood still for even a second, everyone started to get transparent, and everything started to get dark, explaining why I didn't think they were real. I decided to stand still for a couple of minutes, just to see what would happen.
I lost my vision almost immediately. Everything was black, I felt like I was blind, even though I could still hear voices and I felt that I was still standing. My eyes were probably just closed, but I was convinced I had gone blind. I grabbed A's shoulder for support, and I started blinking at a rapid rate, making everything look trippy as fuck.
I don't know how long I had been standing there, but we started walking, so I grabbed A's arm and let her lead me.
We didn't go that far, we just walked to the sidewalk infront of the house and sat down.
A's sister came outside and handed me a nutty bar. I don't like peanut butter, but I didn't even notice, and actually had to ask what it was. A's sister told me it was a nutty bar, and I remember saying "well, it's the best damn nutty bar I've ever had". Everyone broke into laughter at that, and although I didn't find it that funny, I had a urge to laugh, so I did. It felt so good laughing like that, just laughing at nothing.
We sat on the sidewalk for about an hour, and then the effects finally wore off, leaving me with a sense of exhaustion. I went inside and lied down, T and L left, and A finally came inside. We passed out a short while after that, and the next morning, I felt a little afterglow. It was great.
I finally went home, took a shower, and went right back to bed.
I couldn't wait to try marijuana again, and although I never had that experience again, I'm still glad I tried it that night.
The end.
Now, it's been a long time since I've smoked weed for the first time, but after reading some reports, it all came back to me and I felt inspired to share my story.
It's kind of interesting, kind of a 'too long; didn't read' type deal, but I'm still going to get my word in and add to the large collection of reports here, just in case someone feels like reading some girls 1st time marijuana experiences.
It all started when I was hanging at my friend A's house. I had heard of weed and I knew some of the people that were there as well had some on them, but I never thought that I would be smoking with them. I didn't even have a desire to smoke marijuana at the time, but little did I know that once I had tried it, I would keep coming back for more.
Me and A were standing in the kitchen, experimenting with some pills while two boys (T and L) sat on a couch not too far away from us. One of them spoke up.
"What are you doing?" he asked. I told him we were experimenting (I was so naive at the time
) and I popped another triple C. He looked at us, and pulled out a baggie."Well experiment with this"
I looked at the baggie, staring at the green bud inside of it. The boys got up and motioned for us to follow them. A grabbed my arm and led me outside to the garage, where T and L were waiting. We formed a circle around an old table and sat down. T pulled out a small bowl and started to break up the bud. While he was doing that, I stared at A, having a silent conversation between us two. I was so paranoid, even today I can remember that overwhelming feeling of paranoia. I didn't like doing things with people I didn't know, infact, I'm still like that when smoking bud. I'll do it, but I still feel a twinge of uncomfortable-ness.
Anyway, T finally finished packing the bowl and L handed him a lighter. He sparked up and I watched him closely, observing how he let go of the choke, how he inhaled, I even observed how much smoke came out of his mouth. I didn't think it possible to inhale that much smoke, but I would learn later on.
Finally the bowl was handed to me. I had no clue what to do with it. I had watched 3 other people previously go, but I still had no clue. T sighed and grabbed the bowl and held it to my mouth. He told me to keep my thumb on the little hole. I did. He lit it for me and told me to inhale. I did. I jerked away from the bowl a second later, threatening to cough my lungs out. A told me to hold it in for a couple of seconds, and then I would be free to cough all I wanted. I almost didn't want to listen, my lungs were threatening to burst, but I listened anyway.
Finally I let the hit go, it was pretty small, but decent for a first timer. I started coughing as soon as I blew the smoke out from my mouth. A's brother burst into the garage and told us to get down into the basement to do that, as cops were prowling around due to some stupid shit A's brother and my brother were doing that attracted attention. T and L quickly complied. They packed up their shit quick and ran into the house and into the basement, me (who was still coughing) and A following close behind.
As I got into the basement, I started to feel a little funny, and I actually fell over. Thank god there was a couch nearby for me to land on. T asked if I was alright, and I told him I was. I got up and backed against a wall for support.
The smoking session had started up again.
The bowl was passed to me. I still didn't know what to do with it exactly, so T helped me hold it. He let me take a couple hits, since my hits were still pretty small.
They finished up and I was pretty stoned by now. Plus the triple C's I was taking earlier helped.
L demanded that I go outside. He told me that outside was the best part. I remember giggling alot as he helped me get outside. This is where things start to get pretty fuzzy.
I remember going outside, and it hit me. Hard. I felt like I was in this dream-like state, and I had to continue touching everyone and move around to assure that they were real, that this was real. When I stood still for even a second, everyone started to get transparent, and everything started to get dark, explaining why I didn't think they were real. I decided to stand still for a couple of minutes, just to see what would happen.
I lost my vision almost immediately. Everything was black, I felt like I was blind, even though I could still hear voices and I felt that I was still standing. My eyes were probably just closed, but I was convinced I had gone blind. I grabbed A's shoulder for support, and I started blinking at a rapid rate, making everything look trippy as fuck.
I don't know how long I had been standing there, but we started walking, so I grabbed A's arm and let her lead me.
We didn't go that far, we just walked to the sidewalk infront of the house and sat down.
A's sister came outside and handed me a nutty bar. I don't like peanut butter, but I didn't even notice, and actually had to ask what it was. A's sister told me it was a nutty bar, and I remember saying "well, it's the best damn nutty bar I've ever had". Everyone broke into laughter at that, and although I didn't find it that funny, I had a urge to laugh, so I did. It felt so good laughing like that, just laughing at nothing.
We sat on the sidewalk for about an hour, and then the effects finally wore off, leaving me with a sense of exhaustion. I went inside and lied down, T and L left, and A finally came inside. We passed out a short while after that, and the next morning, I felt a little afterglow. It was great.
I finally went home, took a shower, and went right back to bed.
I couldn't wait to try marijuana again, and although I never had that experience again, I'm still glad I tried it that night.
The end.
