Pixietwins (closed)

[RawDog33]

Things had been going quite well for Tommy McBride lately. The unassuming college student, a chemistry major and bit of a nerd, had concocted a very potent aphrodisiac drug. Demand quickly skyrocketed, and Tommy wasn't sure just what to make of it. He couldn't realistically produce a lot of the stuff by himself.

But, he could produce enough...

It was a mixture of cocaine, MDMA, marijuana, and Viagra. The real trick was in the compound that he used to mix it all together, which heightened significantly the effects of each drug, while fusing them together. Realistically, it meant that small amounts of those illicit drugs would be worth a lot more and go a lot farther. It created a potent sex-trip effect, lowering inhibitions while raising sensual awareness. All those effects were amplified when the pill was ground up and snorted.

Tonight, there was a big party at one of the frat houses. It was Halloween, the ideal setting for him to sell his little sex pills, as it was a simple thing to slip through the crowd, whisper offerings, and slip pills in pockets for twenty dollar bills. Even better to be anonymous, costumed, masked. This particular batch of the drug, which had garnered the nickname "Pixie", was quite potent. Tommy was proud of his concoction, and couldn't wait to see the drug do its dirty work.

He wasn't a big bulky athlete, but he wasn't a pudgy nerd, either. Just an average, fit college dude. He didn't stand out in the crowd, which was a good thing, when all he wanted to do was blend in. His hair was maybe a bit on the shaggy side. He was taller than most of the girls, but not the other guys. Being Halloween, he was in costume, a Mad-Hatter-esque ensemble of old-style suit and top hat, with a Phantom of the Opera mask to conceal his face.

It didn't take long for him to get rid of most of the pills he brought with him as he moved through the party. He didn't really know a lot of people there, but that didn't really matter. He was hoping to find an adventurous lady or two to share his last few pills with…

 

[Cum_Inside]

It hadn’t been a long flight but four hours after she’d boarded the plane, Daisy was excited to plant her feet back on solid ground. This had been a last minute, spur of the moment trip, but Daisy had always been a bit wild at heart. When she’d decided to move across the country for university it had surprised most of her family and friends at first, but only for the simple fact that they couldn’t believe she’d want to be so far from the person that mattered the most to her: her twin brother, Tommy.

He’d announced his college plans a couple weeks before Daisy had really cemented her decision and for a while she debated whether or not she was making the right choice. Now, a solid four months since she’d seen him last, Daisy had decided she couldn’t go any longer without his company. She’d bought a plane ticket before she could even think twice about it. Of course, Tommy didn’t know she was coming; she hadn’t mentioned a word.

Scrolling the his uni page online before she’d flown out, Daisy had checked out any on-campus events - she was going to have her own fun while she was here for the long weekend, maybe hook up with a cute boy or two. There was nothing interesting there, which was disheartening, but she’d creeped her brother’s page for any student groups he was a part of and managed to get wind of a frat party happening on Friday night.

****

After blow drying and straightening the hair she’d recently dyed a jet black, Daisy leaned forward and checked her appearance one more time in the mirror.

Being that this was Halloween, the frat party called for costumes. She’d had little time to prepare for it, but she figured it was impossible to go wrong in skimpy clothing with a bunch of horny guys. She settled on a simple thong and thigh highs with a lacy bra that covered her considerable assets and a plain black mask. She also slid into a pair of black “fuck me” heels, painted her lips a bright blood red and gave herself the stamp of approval.

Those boys were in for trouble tonight, alright.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy had had one hell of a day. Between getting himself prepared for the party, with his costume, and getting all the Pixiedust capsules in order and ready to go, he had been busy. This was the part of the process he disliked the most: actually selling the stuff. There was always haggling, and convincing, and trepidation, and then there was the money and the whole being in possession of felony amounts of an illicit drug.

So he was quite relieved when the last pill was sold, and he could kind of relax and actually enjoy the party. Not that this was really ever his scene. He knew he didn’t belong in this crowd, but he was here now, so there was no reason not to enjoy everything the party had to offer, right?

He still had a few pills in his pocket, his own personal stash, on the hope he might find a young woman to share them with for the evening. A few had come on to him, but he hadn’t been all that interested in them. He had a particular type, after all, and he kept his standards high.

But that’s when he spotted her, walking in the door. Those curves were exactly what he wanted. That outfit was fucking killer, offering plenty of skin while still hiding the important bits. Damn he thought, taking a drink off his beer. He eased back into the crowd, trying to keep an eye on her, whoever she was.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The bass was positively pounding - just the way she liked it. As she passed through the throng of sweaty bodies, a few hands groped at the skin of her waist and bum on display. Another her woman might have been offended, but Daisy was long past those days. If Tommy could see some of the things she’d gotten up to in the past year even he’d be screaming from the rooftops about how slutty his precious sister had become.

She’d pretty much exploded out of her shell once she’d gotten out from under the thumb of their parents.

She’d lost a bit of weight, toned her body just a little and dyed her hair from that bright red to something a bit more unassuming. She’d also gotten a half-sleeve that she hadn’t technically told anyone about yet. Tommy would be surprised.

She reached the kitchen, grasping at one of the cheap cans of beer in the cooler, turning back to eye the crowd with one hip propped up against the island counter.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy watched as she made her way through the crowd, not even sure how to approach her. She was sexy as fuck, and clearly out his league. He wasn’t in the mood to get shot down again.

But, fuck, he couldn’t help but keep checking her out! There was just something about her. His eyes were drawn to the floral tattoo on her arm. Nice work…[/img]

*****

A pair of girls half-stumbled through the kitchen, making their way to the beer cooler and past Daisy. “Did you take it yet?” one of them, dressed as an angel, asked other, who was dressed up as a devil. Both of them had plenty of skin on display.

The devil shook her head. “Gotta find the right guy to do it with first!”

“I took mine. I can feel it already,” the angel purred.

“Girl! No! You’re gonna be a mess!”

“I’m gonna get laid!”

They took their beers out of the cooler and started to make their way back onto the crowded dancefloor.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Raising one eyebrow, she wondered what those girls were on about but said nothing to them - they seemed to have a mission in motion and Daisy had no plans to interrupt. Probably X she thought, shrugging and downing another sip of her watered down beer.

It was then she saw him during a break in the crowd for a song change — standing across the floor, eyes seemingly fixed on her. He looked familiar, and a wicked smirk crept across her painted lips. Bingo, Daisy practically purred to herself; the same general height, broad stature, shaggy hair, and those eyes... Daisy had spent her life looking into those eyes.

There were a mirror of her own, after all.

She chugged the rest of her beer determinedly and began to prowl through the mass of bodies once more.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy locked eyes with the dark haired vixen he had grown obsessed with, and panicked for a moment, before she started to move. He wondered where she was going. Probably to the dance floor. He made his way into the thick of it was well, bouncing a bit to the heavy beat in the midst of the sweaty crowd.

He recognized several faces that he had sold Pixie to earlier in the evening, and he noticed their blissed out eyes and groping hands. The way the girls ground themselves on the guys left little to the imagination. Every single one of them was going to find something to fuck tonight, even if it was their own hand. He sincerely hoped he didn’t fall into that particular category.

 

[Cum_Inside]

He was moving closer but Daisy just knew that Tommy was oblivious to the purpose in her stride as she closed in on him.

Just a few feet away now, she was almost within range to reach out a hand and touch his arm. With the volume of the music he wouldn’t hear her speak, so with one final shove, Daisy broke through the last barrier between herself and the man she wanted.

Her hand slid up his wrist, forcing him to look at her. She pressed in close, breasts pushing against his side.

“Hey there, handsome.”

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy blinked behind his mask as the object of his desire came right up to him and… was she coming on to him?

“Hey,” was all he could say over the music. He felt her body rub against his, and couldn’t help but wonder if this girl was just after Pixiedust.

Even if she was, though… well, he wasn’t going to let her take it and disappear on him! He was happy to slide his hand around behind her, though, and pull her body against his.

“I love your ink,” he said heavily in her ear, fingers grazing along her arm as he admired her body.

 

[Cum_Inside]

She grinned — she’d known Tommy would love it from the moment she first laid eyes on it, but seeing his admiration live and in living colour just made her feel like she was on cloud nine.

“Thanks,” she said. “I’m in love with it myself. Do you have any pieces to show off? I’d love to have a look.”

 

[RawDog33]

“Maybe if you’re lucky,” he replied, giving her a smirk and a wink from behind his mask. Tommy’s hand on her back pulled her closer against him. “I’m Tommy,” he said, wondering if she’d even care.

He really liked the way her body felt under his fingers. There was something so familiar about her, but he couldn’t quite place it.

Just then, the devil and angel bumped into them. Tommy recognized them from the earlier sale.

“Thanks for the Pixie… I feel amazing,” the angel purred at Tommy.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Her hands slid up his arms to curl over his shoulders, pressing herself tightly against him. Her voice was rough and heavy with desire when she answered: “you can believe I wanna get lucky with you, alright.”

She ignored his hinting for her name because she knew it would be all over if she admitted the truth. Instead, she continued on with a follow-up question. “Just what is this Pixie I’ve been hearing so much about?”

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy’s dick got hard at her words and her touch, but then she was asking about Pixiedust. He raised an eyebrow. Was that all she wanted out of him?

“It’s, uhh… some crazy new party drug,” he said in her ear, as the angel and devil moved on. The angel had revealed that he was her source for the stuff, though. “Makes you horny and high as fuck.” He moved her body agaisnt her to the beat of the music.

“Is that your idea of a good time?”

 

[Cum_Inside]

She laughed, a melodic twinkling sound. It was pleasant the ears of anyone around them. She couldn’t help but raise her hands to clasp his jaw, stroking her thumb over the stubble she found there.

“Now don’t get me wrong darling, because a nice high fuck is one of the best around, but I have full intentions to enjoy you without the influence of whatever this Pixie is. That would only be a bonus. What do you think?”

 

[RawDog33]

Red flags were going up fast for Tommy. Who was this chick, and why was she coming on to him so hard? He thought of all the cash he had stashed in his pocket; profit, yeah, but he’d need a good chunk of it to maintain his supplies of illicit substances to actually continue making the Pixiedust! Cocaine and Ecstasy didn’t come cheap, after all.

“That does sound like a real good time, honey, but I should probably be heading out…”

 

[Cum_Inside]

Although she was shocked that she was actually being rejected right now, Daisy took a step back and raised her hands up, saying “woah. I didn’t mean to scare you, dude. Look, I’ll back off, but fuck if that wasn’t a heavy blow to my pride.”

She paused before continuing on. “If you’d stop being a—“

Just then the power went out, sending everyone into darkness minus the neon lights from glow sticks some teenage girls were waving around in the corner.

There was a commotion from outside, with one girl’s high-pitched yelling ringing out just before there was a loud splashing sound. “Take that you moronic prick! If you started to think with anything but your cock you wouldn’t be in this mess!”

The people closest to the patio took a step back as sparks arched across the water from where this psycho girl had apparently just thrown her boyfriend’s (ex?) laptop into the pool from the balcony. He was butt ass naked, clearly drunk, trying to explain himself even with another girl’s panties in his hands.

With one last glance back at where Tommy had been standing, Daisy disappeared like she’d never been there in the first place deeper into the party right as one of the frat guys flipped the breaker switch back on, music pounding back to life.

If Tommy wasn’t down, well, she’d find someone who was.

 

[RawDog33]

The sudden blackout, and the chaos outside, people bumping into them before the lights suddenly came back on, was all very confusing. The sexy, lingerie-clad brunette was slipping away from him.

The smart part of him insisted he let her disappear into the crowd. His mind raced. If she was really after him, though, would she really just run away like that?

“Wait,” he called out, reaching out for her. “You never told me your name.”

 

[Cum_Inside]

She froze, debating on what she should do while nervously chewing her bottom lip. She’d waited for this moment, for him to realize exactly who he’d been flirting with, but she couldn’t deny how afraid she was that he’d be disgusted with her when he found out. She had to do something but she absolutely couldn’t tell him her name. It her real only anyway.

“Rose,” she answered finally, thinking about her tattoo and names that were also flowers, just like her given one. “You can call me Rose, Tommy.”

 

[RawDog33]

“Rose…” he said with a smile. “I could use another drink, Rose. And a smoke. Do you smoke?” he asked her, pulling out his pack of cigarettes and showing her one of the tightly rolled joints hidden within.

“I think there’s a lounge downstairs we can light up, if you’re interested.”

 

[Cum_Inside]

That was more like it.

Another grin slid onto her face, and she took one step back towards him. “Now you’re talkin’ my language. Lead the way, handsome.”

Rose offered him her hand, letting it hang in the space between them.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy took it, and gave her a little smirk. They stopped in the kitchen on the way, grabbing more beers, before heading towards the basement lounge. Down the stairs they went, and Tommy lit up one of the joints as they took a look around.

There were pool tables, a bar, and a number of sofas, which had all undoubtedly seen plenty of action over the years. Most of the couches were occupied. Off in one corner, a few students were quite clearly snorting cocaine off a coffee table. The air was thick and heavy with marijuana smoke. Tommy got his own joint smoking, taking a deep hit before handing it over to Rose.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Daisy eyed the scene through the thick smoke feeling hope blossoming in her gut. This was definitely Tommy’s kind of scene and if anything could get him horny and ready to fuck it just might be tits, cocaine and some nice strong weed. She pulled him forward a bit further into the dank basement to a love seat that was empty, pushing him down and settling into his lap, facing forward.

She took the joint from him, raising it to her lips and sucking in a good lungful before exhaling slowly.

He always had the good shit. There was no doubt he was responsible for this Pixie, whatever the hell it was, it she couldn’t wait to try it.

“Now this,” she murmured, “is my favourite kind of place.”

 

[RawDog33]

“Yeah?” Tommy asked, watching as she drew deeply off the joint, and handed it back to him. “This is your kinda scene, huh?”

She was straddling him, and he leaned back and enjoyed the view of her sexy curves in his lap. He took a deep hit off the joint, and then curled his finger towards her, beckoning her to come close.

When she did, he leaned up and kissed her, and released a lungful of smoke into her mouth.

 

[Cum_Inside]

She moaned, mouth opening wide to inhale the smoke. They kissed then, with tongues sliding and tangling for just a second before she pulled back to exhale it directly into his face.

“Mmhm,” she agreed. “I haven’t had a good fix in a long time,” she said, eyeing the powdery white substance a few feet away. “The last time I did I think I had the best sex of my life. I’m still waiting for something to top it.”

Daisy brushed her nose along his jawline, pressing soft kisses against his throat.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy raised an eyebrow at her brazen words; it almost sounded like a challenge! Who was this girl, anyways? As the high from the weed clouded his mind, he really stopped worrying about it. If this girl was really that into him, he was going to enjoy the fuck out of her.

He smirked. He felt the blood rush to his loins as she wiggled in his lap. “Well, you are really gonna love Pixiedust, then,” he whispered in her ear as he felt her lips leave a trail along his neck. He couldn’t believe this was really happening!

There was something achingly familiar about her, but he couldn’t place it. He was getting more and more distracted by her amazing body in his lap.