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Post by Becca on Aug 18, 2014 23:59:44 GMT
Scout was in a stage of euphoria where everything started to melt together. Her entire body felt virtually weightless. She was on top of the world and wanted this feeling to last forever. For now she was invincible, energetic, and extremely horny which was not quite a bad thing considering the people she was dancing with. Who knew, maybe she would get lucky in more than one way tonight.
Hookups were not a rare occurrence for her and honestly more than eighty percent of hers were just one-night stands. She liked screw people over, it was something she was good at whether it be romantically or financially. Of course, if Stanley were to be involved she couldn’t just ditch him like she usually did with the others. He was one of the few people she chose to keep in her seriously fucked up life, and whether they slept together or not he would always be around.
She continued to dance feverously against Stan, grinding her ass against him as she closed her eyes and let the music guide her. Scout smirked at Stan’s joke, knowing it was all in fun. She wondered if Tony would be pissed at how her and her best friend talked to each other, but then again he snuck around behind her back as well. “Yeah, baby, but that was behind closed doors,” she replied, looking back at him with a wink. However, her words were totally against her very nature. It would not have mattered if it was in private or not. Hell, she would have sex on this very dance floor if she had the chance.
Her body turned so she could see Lana, immediately intrigued by the other girl’s desires. It was clear to see she was more interested in her than Stan at this point, and Scout was definitely feeling it. A wolfish smile spread across her lips as she locked eyes with the redhead but before she had time to make a move Stanley had jumped in yet again to prevent her from making a move.
However, at least this time he did it in style, even though his actions were completely childish. Doubling over in laughter, she did her best to catch her breath before smiling over at her adorkable best friend. “I don’t think that’s what she meant, Stan,” she commented.
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Post by Melanie on Aug 19, 2014 17:20:15 GMT
Nonchalantly, Lana removed Stan's hand from around her mouth. Although most people didn't know it, she definitely had a temper when she didn't get what she wanted. Lana just laughed off Stan's little joke because she knew that his goal was to irritate her.
"Not really into kissing hands, but there's other things I can kiss." Lana replied seductively as she looked innocently at Stan. Clearly her words were dedicated towards Scout.
The pulsing music fueled Lana's desire for the girl even more. Ecstasy always tripled her horny levels and since she was feeling the music and Scout she decided on a little plan. Lana put her arms around Stan's neck and began grinding on him to the EDM beats. After a minute or so, she swiftly went from Stan to Scout.
Looking into the girls eyes, a wicked grin spread across her face. Lana was practically looking at Scout like a hungry cat looks at a saucer of milk. And before Mr. Cock Block could intervene, Lana pulled Scout in for a feverish, makeout. There was no doubt that they would hook up tonight.
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Post by Becca on Aug 20, 2014 16:16:16 GMT
Scout watched with bated breath as Lana reacted to Stan’s little hand-puppet jest. She had to admit, her response was a little disappointing. It would have been hilarious to see her either over-react and go along with it. Hell, had it been her, she would have been tonguing Stanley’s hand and making a big joke out of it. However, Scout could see the redhead was a little bit annoyed at it though she was good at hiding it and seemed to recover with a sensual retort. The girl was sexually motivated for sure, and Scout was not complaining as she winked at the other girl after her comment.
It rather surprised her when Lana grabbed onto Stan and started grinding on him. There was a brief moment where she felt a sharp jab of emotion. Was it jealousy? She wasn’t sure what brought the feeling on or if she was being jealous of Lana for snagging her best friend or jealous of Stan because Lana’s dancing was like the call of a siren. Either way she was a greedy person, and she wanted people to herself, specifically she wanted to give them pleasure that only she could give them. While she watched the two out of the corner of her eye, Scout danced by herself, rolling her hips in a circular motion as she started to give her body back to the beat of the music.
Then, after not more than two minutes, Lana was done with Stan and switched her sights on her. It was rather irritating have to wait her turn, but she wasn’t about to waste a good opportunity to get a taste of what everyone else seemed to already have a piece of. Hadn’t Stan referred to her as the town bike? Well, it was time to see why everyone wanted a ride. Scout moved her lips eagerly against the redhead’s placing her hands on either side of her head to deepen the kiss. Slowly, her hands traveled down Lana’s body and slid back to cup her ass with both hands.
Scout gently tugged on Lana’s lower lip as she backed away for air, smiling devilishly at the other girl. The crowd around them had drawn closer. Apparently no one had ever seen two girls makeout before. Her eyes slowly traveled to Stan, not wanting to leave out her best friend even if the redhead did taste good.
“You hard yet?” she teased as she began to giggle. She beckoned him over with a finger, extending her arms out toward him.
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Post by Chip on Aug 20, 2014 18:26:05 GMT
Lana’s reaction to his hand was totally disappointing. Stan pulled his hand back with an annoyed frown as he pouted his lips over at Lana. She proceeded to dance on him—which itself wasn’t an unwelcome gesture or act—but it was so much more boring than her making out with his hand.
He stuck his tongue out at Lana when she continued to move her body. She really was all wound up, wasn’t she? Stan knew he could probably worm his way into those hot pink shorts of hers if he played his cards right, but he didn’t want to because she was quickly proving to be boring company. However while she was dancing with him her attention was completely devoted to him, so it wasn’t bad. He liked the attention, after all, and moved his body with hers to the loud and thundering baseline surrounding them.
Though before too long she pulled away from him and went right back to eyeing Scout up and kissing her, going right back to what was about to happen before he’d belly danced his way right up between them. Except now there was even less space, and that dance was impossible for him to do. Stan felt a surge of envy as the spotlight was taken off of him. He never liked that.
Had Scout not pulled away from Lana and turned to him Stan might have made a scene—his lips were drawn into a childish pout and his cheeks were puffed out as well. Sure, the expression looked innocent enough, but it was backed by real anger. The strobe lights overhead kept flashing and flickering in his eyes, making them appear to have multicolored specs in them. His eyes trailed Scout’s face, her makeup making her lips stand out and more appealing. Scout might have had fun with Lana, but he was determined to prove he was more fun!
“Not even close, Scout!” Stan said, his pout turning into a grin as Scout beckoned to him. He approached her and didn’t seem to care that the majority of the crowd looked a little annoyed that the girl on girl had stopped. “I'm a much tougher crowd than these horndogs who'll jerk off to anything! How about you show me what you can really do already!”
He kissed Scout himself, not even listening to the music blasting behind them. He didn’t care that Lana was right there, either, or that he’d just once again stolen the attention of her preferred dance partner. In fact, it was kind of funny. Stan couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride that he could get Scout’s attention right back if he really wanted to.
Stan started to laugh against Scout’s lips as he continued to kiss her, his hand squeezing her waist.
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Post by Melanie on Aug 20, 2014 18:41:07 GMT
Once Scout pulled away, Lana felt the lingering tingle dancing on her lips as she let out a small sigh. Stan's dancing with her and kissing Scout really had her going. At this point she didn't even mind that Stan and Scout were kissing, she was just enjoying the music flowing through her like lightning. As the couple kissed in front of her, Lana felt a lust throughout her body. She eagerly pushed her way between the two and started kissing Stan, then Scout. Making out with two people at once was never her thing, but damn it was hot.
Lana felt the eyes of bystanders as they stopped their dancing to watch this action going on between the three of them. She moaned into the kiss as she felt the sexual urge grow stronger. Without any hesitation she grabbed both of their hands and placed them on her supple breasts.
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Post by Becca on Aug 20, 2014 19:30:22 GMT
Scout immediately smirked at Stanley’s response to her question. She should have figured he had more brain matter than most of these drugged out people to keep control over what was in his pants. However, she was up to the challenge to try and prove that maybe he was not as tough as he thought when compared to the other horndogs in the room. The challenge had been accepted the moment he told her to show was she could really do. He may have meant it jokingly, but she was not one to mess around when her skills came into question.
“Oh, Stanny boy, you’re going to wish you hadn’t said that,” she nearly purred as she pressed her forehead against his, their lips just inches away from each other. Surprisingly he was the one to go in for the kiss first, something that brought a smile to her face.
In order to ‘show him what she could really do’ she started with her hands on his shoulders, dancing up against him as she moved her lips slowly and passionately against his. Her hands worked their way down until they hooked in the waistband of his pants, pulling him closer as she ground their pelvis’ together in a circular motion. She then reached up and pulled the hood he was wearing over his head, giggling into his lips.
She was just about to slid her tongue into her friend’s mouth when she felt herself being pushed away from him. Her eyes fluttered open, widening when she realized Lana had wormed her way in between them. There was a brief moment where Scout felt extremely irritated, but the ecstasy pounding in her veins quickly simmered the flame.
It wasn’t long before Lana was bouncing back to her, and she moved her lips quickly and hotly against the redhead’s. Then she felt her hand forced up to press against Lana’s chest. Scout smiled to herself before giving the girl’s breast a gentle squeeze.
She pulled back for air, feeling dizzy with euphoria as she gazed around the room. “Let’s go body paint. I want to fucking glooow!” Scout suggested suddenly, raising her voice to Stan and Lana could hear it over the bumping music. With all the sucking face going on, she knew she probably had to reapply her lipstick anyway. Without another word, she grabbed onto Lana and Stan’s hands and lead the way to the body painting station, laughing and bouncing as she went.
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Post by Chip on Aug 20, 2014 20:15:24 GMT
Even when Scout said he’d probably regret saying that, Stan couldn’t believe he’d regret that for a second. And he didn’t. He moved his lips against hers, matching her motions, groaning into the kiss when Scout moved her lower body against his. He rotated his hips against hers, his other hand moving down towards her waist. When he felt Scout tug up his hood he had to laugh with her, kissing her again shortly after, finding it humorous.
But for some reason his hand never made his destination. He felt Scout pull away (or so he thought) and barely had time to open his eyes before lips were on his again. They tasted different, felt different, but Stan was too high to care and kissed Lana back, his hand that was intended to lock on Scot’s waist moving to the redheads, his fingers slipping down the waistband of her shorts, rubbing small circles along the bare skin of her upper thigh. He was still convinced this was Scot he was making out with, here—like he had reason believe it was someone else?
But then she pulled away and Stan opened his eyes, about to say something, but he was answered with a burst of red hair caressing his cheek and the site of Scout and Lana making out right in front of him. He pouted again—no fair, he was in the middle of something! He reached up to tug his hood back down. His hand was then grabbed and placed on a lump. He blinked before he followed his hand down to Lana’s breasts, one of which he was grabbing. Scout seemed to be grabbing the other.
Stan had to snicker at that and instead of just squeezing her breast he rubbed it a little, sliding his hand up slightly, and if Scout hadn’t spoken up he might have gotten even more handsy. He followed Lana and Scout towards the station.
“Yeah! Let’s go! I want to get all dolled up! Or you know, doll you up. Whichever.” Stan said, laughing as he could barely hear himself over the music. When they reached the body painting station Stan gasped and looked at the brightly lit things. “Oooh oh! Do me, do me! I want to glow in the dark!” He said, bouncing up and down and squeezing the girls’ hands in his own like an overly eager child.
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Post by Melanie on Aug 21, 2014 15:39:12 GMT
At the suggestion of body painting, Lana's eyes lit up as she held on to Scout's hand and followed the duo to the body painting station. Since she was feeling literally hot from the crowd and the drugs, Lana swiftly ripped off her white tank top, baring her kandii-bikini covered boobs. Now she was definitely ready to be painted from head to toe.
"What colors do you want babes?" Lana asked excitedly looking at the collection of bold neon colors before her.
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Post by Becca on Aug 21, 2014 16:31:40 GMT
Fooling around was one of Scout’s favorite things to do, so liplocking with her best friend and Lana was certainly no big deal. She came here to have fun and expected to hook up with some random stranger. It had been a complete surprise for Stanley to show up, and now it appeared they had one more person added to their night of fun. She was not completely sure where things were going, but she was not about to complain. As long as she ended up in someone’s bed she would be just peachy.
Kissing Stan was nice if not somewhat laughable. It did not come with the awkwardness that can most times accompany the atmosphere when two friends kiss. On the other hand, Lana’s lips were passionate and eager, she had certainly done this before. She watched as the other two kissed, a tiny bit jealous at how handsy Stan was being to the redhead.
With that whole conundrum out of the way, she led the way to the body painting station and stopped in front of it, turning just in time to see Lana take her tank top off. She admired the other girl’s physique for a moment before nodding in approval. “I’m thinking radioactive green and orange,” she replied, figuring those colors would go well together. She wasn’t really the kind of girl who went straight for pink even though the color currently adorned her nails. There were plenty of places left on her to paint- her midsection, chest, arms, and thighs were still bare.
Scout grabbed a tube of pink body paint before smirking at Stanley. She squeezed some of the pink glow paint into her palm and rubbed her fingertips in it. Reaching up, she placed her fingertips on the top of Stan’s right cheekbone before dragging her fingers down, leaving three pink streaks on his cheek. After wiping off the excess paint, she turned to face her best friend once more, grabbing the hem at the bottom of his shirt. “You should take your shirt off,” she suggested with a toothy grin, her eyes studying his.
“What colors do you want, babe?” Scout then asked Lana, glancing over at her while she kept her hands on the hem of Stan’s shirt.
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Post by Chip on Aug 21, 2014 17:12:16 GMT
Stan followed the girls to the station, his eyes taking in the wide variety of colors he had to choose from. He wasn’t entirely sure which one he wanted. Hell, he wanted them all. His mind was already off of the girls for a second as he scanned the options for the coloring. He wanted to be a neon rainbow! That was what he was going to get. A neon rainbow drawn all over his body.
When he felt hands and a wet substance on his cheeks Stan’s lips broke out into a grin as his eyes met Scout’s, feeling her fingers trail down and leave a bright glow on his cheek. The single streak on his face made him stand out a bit more in the glowing crowd, the pink paint going well with his outfit, the majority of which was green.
When she told him to remove his shirt, Stan blinked down at his wardrobe—the hooded sleeveless shirt was one of his favorite shirts to wear to these things, but he was getting excessively hot! So with a grin he reached up and tugged the shirt off by the hood, slipping his arms out of the sleeves. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and when his bare chest was exposed to the stuffy air he breathed out a sigh of relief. One less piece of clothing would make it easier to breathe! Once off, he hung the shirt over his shoulder and grinned confidently at Scout.
“There! But you know, if you want my shirt off so bad, you could’ve just taken it off yourself.” He joked, “I want to be a rainbow! A rainbow!”
He followed Scout’s gaze over to Lana, who he noticed had removed the tank top she’d been in. He hadn’t even noticed until now. His eyes traveled up and down here exposed body. He then grinned.
“I want to be rainbow, just like rainbow tits over there.” He said.
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Post by Melanie on Aug 21, 2014 19:39:45 GMT
Lana grinned as Scout took paint and smeared it across Stan's face, but once his shirt was off Lana's eyes widened. Sure she had seen waaaaaay more muscular bodies, but she wanted to put her hands all over him.
"Just make me as beautiful and colorful as possible darlings!" Lana replied to Scout as she raised her arms in the air freely. Not caring that in the process, her nip slipped out.
She somewhat pranced over to the bucket of colors that Scout wanted, grabbed some handfuls, then tossed the colors at Scout's torso. She smiled before turning back to the colors and picking out a bright blue and vibrant purple, with that on her hands she made her way over to Stan and smeared some of the colors across his chest. The colors were blurring together in her eyes and the feeling of another persons skin plus the wet paint was absolutely indescribable.
Taking her hands off of Stan's chest, Lana took the liberty of spreading the remainder of the color on her hands onto her chest. Her boobs practically glowed in the dark at this point.
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Post by Becca on Aug 25, 2014 21:41:54 GMT
Scout watched with intrigue as Stan pulled his shirt over his head. She had seen plenty of shirtless bodies in her time but it never lost its appeal. Without the shirt there was so much more empty space for them to work with. “You wouldn’t have had much of a shirt left if I would have taken it off. I would have just ripped it off,” she teased, giving him a wink before focusing on the paints at her disposal.
She let out a small gasp when Lana threw colors are her torso rather than rubbing them in as she would have preferred. Instead it appeared she was giving Stan the special treatment and smearing the paint onto his chest. Puffing out her cheeks, she grabbed some lime green and hot pink before weaseling her way in while Lana worked on her own tits.
“Sure you want rainbow? People might start implying something,” she inquired with a raised brow, knowing the gay right’s movement was particularly fond of rainbow. Scout smiled at him before pressing her hands against his abdomen, leaving colorful handprints before dragging them down to the waistband of his pants. She then proceeded to make to streaks of different colors under his eyes, much like a football player.
When she was finished she turned back to the table to get some more colors. She squirted some yellow into her palm along with some orange before rubbing it into Lana’s stomach. It was then she realized the redhead had quite the wardrobe malfunction. Her head turned toward Stan as she casually indicated it before she burst out laughing.
“You might want to fix your top,” she told Lana before smearing the girl’s exposed nipple with some paint.
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Post by Chip on Sept 3, 2014 23:17:21 GMT
“Aww… but this is one of my favorite shirts.” Stan pouted, not liking the idea of it being ripped off by his best friend. As much as he wouldn’t mind being naked around her or her enthusiasm at seeing him like that, this shirt was super special! It was his and he’d never seen anyone attend a rave with one! He wasn’t about to give having it up.
When she asked about a rainbow, Stan tilted his head to the side, then gasped like he’d just gotten a joke, and grinned so wide his cheeks formed dimples and he started to snicker a bit. “They’d totally only talk about how jealous they are! I’ll have every color on my body. That’s more than they can say for themselves!”
Stan appreciated it when Scout ran her hands down his torso, smearing the paint all over his body. He kept grinning like an enthusiastic child, reaching down himself to smear some of the colors around. When she smeared some on his face he had to straighten his lips but trying to do so only resulted in making him laugh—it kind of tickled. As a result the streaks were a little sloppy.
When Scout pointed out Lana’s lip slip Scout laughed loudly, reaching into the paints to grab some colors. Once he got them, he sent a streak of cyan across Lana’s exposed stomach, designing what he obviously pictured as a work of art. On Lana’s side he left a swirl of blue, before he reached her top. “Fix her top? Nah, she should keep it! Hey hey, I wanna paint the other one Scout got to paint that one!” Stan said loudly, already starting to push up Lana’s top as he did so.
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