Thread: My shitty friends and their stupid psychic parties (SomethingEsoteric, YellowSmoke

Maitreya, the woman who till now had remained so peaceful and placid in her delicate prose was suddenly quick becoming so beautifully animated still eloquent of course but well, just because shed been having fun did not mean she would have described Treya as fun, this side of her certainly was. Didnt do stupid well, Brooke hadnt necessarily given her that just told her she was a know it all, stupid know it alls were very much a possible thing still, shed try for her Aww, youre making me feel special already. She teased with a little roll of her eyes and a tug at her lips before she returned to a certain calm seduction. Brooklyn was sure she had Maitreya just where she wanted her, where she wanted any woman nearing midnight on the front step of JJs and while she didnt discriminate there was a certain draw to her that despite her words had her far more infatuated than any mindless college girl could possibly command. I make no promises, She teased yet again, dying with anticipation. To be honest, shed really only expected something to the tune of Youre an ass , maybe Maitreya would succumb to the draw of her idiocy and pull in close with the hand on her hip then again, maybe shed scold and be upset by the words that were less than honey and her shallowness they implied but no, she played along, she wasnt just humouring her by doing it either Maitreya, while shed joked she made her feel special she truly did and she truly was something special herself. It wasnt often that Brooklyn found herself in loops of fancy free amusement, not often she felt the joy that came with the nature of joke she just made. When Brooklyn tried to be fun with Jacquelyn toward the end it just fed the monster Jacquelyn had at her beck and call that ate Brooklyn alive for being what Jacquelyn appraised as immature and without prospect, the monster that fed on her shattered and on the attack pride, the monster that eventually would alienate her to a point she was almost unrecognizable from her old self her old self being the one that won over Stacy, Jessie, Meg and all the others, her old self whod one over Jack before she grew so before she grew thirty years in three. Any thoughts of Jacquelyn, the gang, how much fun she was having, how special she might feel it was all easily wiped away in the wake of that little something stupid with big purpose and the hysterics that followed. She seemed to have changed in a second and now it was all affirmed, so carefree and jovial, Brooke knew the truth when she heard it too she knew while it was all said jokingly shed meant what she said and even if shed meant what she said it wasnt exactly an invitation but that didnt mean Brooke wouldnt take it was one, she meant to. Her eyes fell on the hand that covered Maitreyas mouth and would have to whisked away those lips were now for tasting, stupid words had thrust Brooklyn into the next act, the next dance number, this one with a sweltering two step that would have had them crashing in to one and other if not for Maitreyas little retreat into laughter. She was out of clever things to say, out of whit and seduction, her eyes had darkened with lust and her plush lips quivered with the want to meet likewise flesh. The expression dominating her freckled face said it all with ease and what it said was shed do more than just sleep with Maitreya she might even stay in bed the morning after. The quick step had her face glistening with that sparkling precipitation that had cascaded between them while no smoke occupied her lungs her hot breath could be seen loftily curling through the air, while her hands were beginning to seize up with the cold the sprung to purpose taking Maitreyas hips with strong demand. Dont apologize, youll make me think twice. She huffed on a ragged breath, if Maitreya feigned anymore recourse or said again the idea of them sleeping together was stupid surely Brooklyn would have second guessed what she began to do. Her chin dipped down then turned with her face, easing forward, eyes closing, her lips paused just a breath from Maitreyas, just till they could feel her breath rippling over the sensitive flesh she couldnt think the last time a kiss had been intimate as it was sultry, had been anything more than a preamble to the next step of a sexual encounter the way her heart fluttered in her chest shed be so pained to admit this did not quite feel so innocent. In her mind, a fancy free fuck was about as innocent as it got, anything with feelings attached was guilty and black the fears that came with broken hearts and thick hoarse sobs. Mmmngh A coo of delight at the scent of perfume, the menagerie of their scents, desire and her two unmistakeable vices, the roles they played rum and tobacco entwining before a kiss. Shed come this far, the final push was not hard to close she inched forward, first their hips met then torsos, like shed done everything in her power to eliminate all other space before so too did the space between their lips a chemical cocktail booze alone could never unlock swirling about in the back of her head, two other sensitive spots feeling the radiant heat like osmosis behind her breasts and between her thighs swelling and in turn sweltering as her lips began to caress Maitreyas with practiced form. Maybe it was stupid, she truly didnt have a single fuck to give on the subject of consiquences anything but reckless abandon was hard to find once close to, once kissing, once feeling the grace of another soul close to hers.