California Trip (Closed)

[Woe_Foe]

My character:

Name: Nikki Miles
Age: 18
Height: 5'9"
Cup size: 32G


Story:
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The sun was slowly moving across the horizon, descending at a miniscule pace as daytime slowly turned into the evening. Thankfully, our journey was nearing at a end - we were just about an hour away from Los Angeles. It was a long road trip, especially given our starting point (it was Phoenix, Arizona). Hours upon hours of riding in a barely air conditioned van with four other people finally paid off as we almost touched our goal, seeing as we've all dreamed about coming here ever since junior year. Now eighteen year old adults eager to see the world for ourselves, this was a pretty wonderful start. It's just so sad for me to think that in just a few more months, that my friends and I probably won't be seeing the world together (high school graduation wasn't too far off, and none of us were naive enough to believe that we'd all be going to the same college together).

Anyway, there's a good reason why we didn't just continue on with our trip - namely because the air conditioning finally broke down. When this happened, I had to pretty much cover up my ears, given how loud Elysa (who was my best friend since freaking kindergarten) could get when she was uncomfortable...and the intense heat put together with a unairconditioned, packed van made her very, very uncomfortable.

"THOMAS! We can't keep going! Find a stop!"

Oh god.

Thomas was her brother and the driver, by the way. With my ears covered up, all I could do was just look at his grimace slowly emerging on his face and Elysa just yelling at him to her heart's content. It was a funny thing to see and I couldn't help but try to imagine what she was yelling. Probably something about him stupid and irresponsible. She loved to put her twin brother down. I just found it so amazing that Elysa was complaining more than Nicole, who's the most spoiled little princess we knew.

Right so, the people in the van (excluding yours truly) was Thomas, Elysa, Nicole and...

"Hey sexy."

Rick. Yeah, he just moved aside one of my hands and whispered that into my ear. What a fucking sleazebag.

Oh, right. Well he was this guy who basically 'joined' into our group a while back. Everyone else seemed to like him in the group, mainly because they didn't know how he really acted when their backs were turned. How can I put this delicately? Well, he pretty much joined our group because he wants to fuck me. Yes, I know, this sounds pretty conceited but it's true! Whenever I found myself alone with this guy, he'd made all sorts of lewd comments and advances on me. He especially seems to enjoy commenting on my breasts...or as he called them sometimes "those big tits of yours".

Ugh...yeah, and I just so happened to be wearing only a bikini top along with my jeans and heels. Great.

Finally, the car abruptly stopped and we reached the hotel. It seemed pretty nice and the timing couldn't be any more perfect. I quickly (without responding to Rick) climbed out of the car after Thomas and Elysa, making my way outside and enjoying the slight breeze.

"Aren't you coming Nikki?" Elysa asked as everyone was going inside...thankfully, including Rick.

"No no, I'm good. I'll meet you all inside, I just need some air after that car ride."
"Yeah, I get it."
"Meet you later Elysa? We're sharing a room right?"
"Yep, don't worry I won't lose the key. See you in the lobby in just a bit."
"You better." I said with a laugh as everyone but me went inside.

And I swear, I only took a few minutes stretching my legs and watching the lonely highway. But here's the thing, once I got inside...everyone was gone and I was just waiting in the lobby like some sort of lost tourist.

...Which I guess I sort of was, but still.

 

[Bevatoria]

"I'll catch up with you guys later." I waved at them as I headed to the bathroom. I had a feeling the ones in the lobby were a bit nicer then the ones in my room; and I had my own room, unlike the way the girls had seemingly randomly divided their keys and rooms. Why they didn't ask the desk clerk for another key, I'll never know...this whole trip was a bit haphazard, even if I was enjoying myself to the fullest. Not entirely because of the women, but more because of one woman in particular. Specifically, Nikki Miles, and her lovely pair of...eyes.

Ah, who was I kidding? I was Rick Seifert, and I was really only interested in everything below her neck. Well...maybe below the top of her head. Her eyes were lovely, her hair was just long enough to...caress lovingly.

Maybe I'd better break up this monologue before I bore you.

Anywhoo, as I washed my hands and did my business, I couldn't help but take a moment to remember what the girls had looked like, dressed skimpy for the warm weather. I hadn't exactly thrown on the layers with tropic shorts and a thin, light blue shirt that showed off what exercise I did do, but the girls were in sarongs, skirts, and little tops that showed off their stomachs and cleavage. Nikki had a tight bikini top and jeans, and while I approved of her top, the bottoms were a little too much covering for me. She had nice legs and I loved it when she showed them off, even if it wasn't for me.

Her heels definitely weren't.

With a flick of my hands and a wipe, I made my way out to the lobby, letting my eyes roam freely with nobody else to judge me...and spotted someone who looked a little lost. And, conveniently, who was also dressed exactly like Nikki was. Perfect.

The other reason I went to the bathroom was to 'accidentally' run into her on her way back in. I would've went with her when she got off, but she didn't like me and probably would've done anything to avoid me. Here, though, separated from everyone (who were probably off partying elsewhere, having forgotten about us), I walked over, the ever present arrogant smile on my face.

"You look a little lost, Nikki." I smirked at her. "Didja lose track of everyone else?" Even though she didn't like me, I knew the familiarity would do me some good.

"Well, I'd invite you up to my room to wait for everyone, but given what you said the last time I asked that..." I moved a bit closer to Nikki, letting my eyes roam freely over her barely clad torso. Her stomach was so smooth, and her jeans ran so low...