Stacie's Awakening (For BriefcaseRonin and I)

[Pywakit]

Stacie took a deep breath, looking out over her drink from her empty corner booth at the sea of people in the club. It was nearly midnight and the place was throbbing with business and music and dancing. Everywhere it seemed guys and girls were together doing what it was that guys and girls do in clubs like this one... making out, dancing, trading phone numbers...

It exhausted Stacie. Frankly, she was sick of it. She wasn't even sure why she'd come here tonight; after five busts in a row over the last month, getting hooked up with all sorts of weirdo guys one after another, why did she keep bothering? Of course... this wasn't even her kind of club. It was way too... perky. Stacie toyed with one of the many thin black braids she'd woven into her shoulder length hair, then sighed again.

What a stupid idea. No one at a club called the Mango Tango was there to pick up a lonely goth girl with too much makeup and a lip ring like herself. But then, at only 20 years old, she was 4 months away from being able to get into the really hot bars downtown. Fuck!

She was considering just going home and giving up the dating scene entirely when she felt someone slide into the booth opposite her. She looked up... and her eyes widened in surprise.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Anastasia

The person who slipped into Stacie's booth was breathtaking. She was a dark beauty, an exotic and gorgeous creature. With shoulder length, raven black, hair which was worked into thin blades of hair. Deliciously pale and creamy skin and then those eyes, those dark eyes, heavy on the eye shadow, that seemed to look right into the young goth.

Her dress was very lovely. A black sleeveless dress with laced trim, her arms covered in buckled leather bands and her hips and waist adorned with all manner of belts. They seemed to fit her so well as she devoured the visual feast that was Stacie, toying with the italian charms hanging from her necklace before letting it fall and slip into her ample cleavage.

Black lips curled into a smile and she looked her up and down before speaking, her voice was rich and sexy as silk, a romanian accent that could make even a straight woman hot, "What's a lovely girl like yourself doing all alone? Seems strange to me. Anyway, I'm Anastasia, what is your name?" She held out her hand to take Stacie's, her smile widening.

 

[Pywakit]

Stacie

The woman sitting across from her was amazing. It felt almost to Stacie as if she were looking into some crazy funhouse mirror, except this one didn't twist you or turn you into a freak. Instead, this mirror showed you exactly the way you had always wanted to see yourself. She was breathtaking!

"Ummmmm... hi!" she replied, then glanced around to make sure that the beautiful woman hadn't just sat down in her booth because there were no other empty seats available. She reached out and took her hand in her own. The silk glove she was wearing felt almost unbearably soft and expensive.

"I'm Staice. And... are you sure you have the right table?" she asked, a hint of a smile on her lips. "Or the right club, for that matter?"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Anastasia

"A pleasure to meet you, Staice, and yes, this is the right booth an the right club, especially now," She leaned in, kissing that hand, her lips gently pressing up that wrist and the forearm before she let go, "Forgive me, I forget myself. I just couldn't help but notice how lonely you are," She smiled again, a hand lazily running across the table of the booth, "You're fed up with all of this, aren't you? It's so childish and silly, isn't it?"

"Well, what if I could show you some real fun? Allow you to let your inhibitions go and enjoy yourself for one glorious night without any repercussions. How does that sound?" That hand slipped off the table and landed in Stacie's lap, gently squeezing and running over her leg, "Well?"

 

[Pywakit]

Stacie

Stacie's leg jumped as she felt the woman's hand brush against it... she was already still a little stunned she'd kissed the back of her hand like that. A strange feeling had started to buzz inside her body at that kiss. She did her best to act like she knew what she was doing and smiled back at Anastasia.

"Yeah... this place is pretty lame, that's for sure. And I am a little fed up with it. BUt what makes you think I need to let my inhibitions go? I mean... I'm just here because... ummm..." Normally, Stacie prided herself on the snappy one-liners, but with this woman seemed to have stolen all her wit form her. Stacie dropped her gaze to her lap for a moment.

"So what are you talking about... showing me some "real" fun? Are you talking about some of those downtown clubs? Cause I'm only 20 years... old..." She felt her cheeks flushing. What the hell? Why was she telling this woman her life story?

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Anastasia

She shook her head, chuckling softly, "No, I wasn't suggesting we go to a club. I was thinking we could go back to my place and enjoy ourselves," Her hand lifted up and she traced her index finger across Stacie's lips before leaning, "Here's a sample," Those lips pressed to Stacie's, a hand gently moving the young woman closer. Her tongue probed for entrance and after a moment the kiss was over.

"Follow me if you want to enjoy yourself, or you know, you can stay here," There was that smile again, and she stood up, turning an heading towards the door. The way her hips moved was intoxicating, and anyone the spotted her immediatly stopped in their tracks to watch her leave. She took a glance at Stacie, arching a brow inquisitively, before pushing the door open.

 

[Pywakit]

Stacie

She sat there for a moment, her palms sweating, her head spinning. She could taste the woman still, on her lips. She tasted, of all things, of sweet nectarines. It was a wonderful, sugary taste, and Stacie found herself licking at her lips for more.

She closed her eyes, pressing her palms down on the top of the table. What was she thinking? Was she really going to follow this strange... beautiful woman out into the night? She didn't even go for girls!

If that's the case, Stacie, why are you breathing so heavilly? her inner voice asked her mischieviously. She took a deep breath, then muttered back to the voice, "I'm just going out to get a breath of fresh air. She's certainly gone by now, in any case..."

She stood, and noticed how wobbly her knees were. After giving herself another few seconds to gather her wits, she made her way to the door. And as she stepped out into the cool night air... she saw that Anastasia had waited for her.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Anastasia

She was waiting outside with a sly smile, as though she knew Stacie would come out, "So, are you still coming along? Or would you rather live a dull and boring life with all these wastrels?" She rested her hands on her hips, arching a slender brow before pulling out a pack of clove cigarettes. She took one out, lighting in and taking a drag on it. She then offered one to Stacie, smiling that sly smile that she knew what Stacie would do before she even did it.

 

[Pywakit]

Stacie

Stacie smiled, then rolled her eyes in a friendly way. "I guess I am," she replied as she took the cigarette. She was trying to quit, but now didn't seem like a good time to point that out. She put the cigarette in her mouth then looked, in vain, for her lighter. Which of course (quitting, remember?) she'd left at home. An instant before she was about to say something, Anastasia was there with her lighter. Stacie accepted her light, then took a drag. It was great! Much better than regular cigarettes. She stood in the light of the streetlamp for a moment, savoring the taste, and realized her eyes had been wandering up and down Anastasia's body all the time. And that she'd seen Stacie checking her out.

"ummm... That's a pretty fucking sweet dress you've got there... where do you find something like that? No... don't tell me. I'd be tempted to go there and spend my whole paycheck. Not that I could fill out a dress like... ummm..." She took another drag and looked around the area.

"So! Do you live here? Seems like a kinda dull place for someone like you to live, is all I'm saying. I can't imagine you live in an apartment or a studio over a dry cleaner's shop, is all I'm saying." She smiled, this time a genuine one that actually felt natural.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Anastasia

"Actually, no, I don't live in this part of town, but I'd be glad to show you where I do live," At that point a rather expensive looking stretch limo drove up beside them. Anastasia moved over, opening the door and getting in before waiting for Stacie who closed the door behind her, "Driver, to my home."

The car started driving again and before Stacie could even say anything, Anastasia was right next to her, taking the cigarette out of her mouth before giving her a deep kiss. She put both cigarettes out in a nearby ashtray, letting go of them as her arms slipped around this lovely gothette. A sigh escaping her lips as those fingers began searching and gently massaging her skin, "Oh yes... enjoying yourself, Stacie?"

 

[Pywakit]

Stacie

Stacie didn't know what to say. First... there was the fact that she was going home with this exotic, beautiful creature... for reasons that were quite obvious. Second... a limo? Who was this woman?

Finally, Stacie found her voice. "Actually... I am! This is incredible! I mean... a limo? Are you some kind of movie star or something? I don't recognize you from any movies... what's the story? I mean, if you have a story... You have to though! This is pretty amazing!" Stacie realized she was babbling now, and realized why. As long as she kept talking, that woman wouldn't try to kiss her again. And it wasn't that Stacie didn't want her to kiss her again... far from it. It's just... it was all happening so fast! When she felt Anastasia's fingers begin to rub at her body, though... she fell silent.

"oh... oh shit. That feels great. I haven't had a massage in... well... ever, really!"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Anastasia

She slid the young girl into her lap with ease, continuing to massage her body as those lips began to kiss up and down her neck, "No story, it's my inheritance. My father was very rich," She sighed, leaning over to look at Stacie, "Am I coming on strong, Stacie? If you'd like me to slow down, I'd be more then happy to, just as long as you're comfortable."

 

[Pywakit]

Stacie

Stacie sighed as she settled into Anastasia's lap, feeling the warmth of their bodies against each other. She leaned back into her companion's hands, sighing again as she felt those fingers kneeding her shoulders, rubbing at the base of her neck, down her spine. When she felt those fingers sliding over the thin strap of her bra, she was suddenly overcome with a desire to feel those hands opening her bra, but they moved on to her lower back, rubbing and working out tensions she hadn't known she was carrying.

She realized she hadn't replied to her question, and said in a dreamy voice, "Ohh... no. Don't stop. This feels wonderful... I hope we're still hours away from your place, in fact!"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Anastasia

She smiled, holding Stacie nice and close for a moment as her tongue slithered up and down that slender neck, "Do you want to get out of your clothes for me? It'll make it much easier for me to make you feel fantastic."

 

[Pywakit]

Stacie

Stacie's heart was pounding now. She looked around the interior of the limo, at the dark windows that surrounded her. They were still driving through the suburbs of the city now... there weren't many people out this late but there were a few.

She grinned nervously. "Ummm... these windows are tinted right?" she asked, already knowing they were. "Only... I don't want to be giving anyone a free show..." she said, stammering for time to decide if she really wanted to go throguh with this. It certainly felt right, and her fingers were twitching and tugging at the hem of her shirt, ready to pull it up over her head in a heartbeat.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Anastasia

"No, no free shows here," She reached down, taking Stacie's hands and helping her pull the shirt off. With a sigh her hands began to fondle those breasts as they stayed in that comforting fabric of the bra. She nuzzled the girl's neck, licking it for a moment.

Stacie heard a soft hiss behind her, and then felt two small sharp pains in her neck, which then turned into glorious pleasure. One hand slid away from those fantastic breasts to rest between Stacie's legs, groping at her young flesh as her lips held tight to that neck, suckling on it intensely.

 

[Pywakit]

Stacie

For a brief instant, Stacie's eyes widened. The pain at her neck was intense, but in an instant it was gone. She felt Anastasia's lips on her neck, her tongue, and somehow, it felt like she was inside her as well. Almost... almost as if Stacie could see through Anastasia's eyes, hear through her ears, taste through her tongue... a salty, warm, delicious taste. The feeling of her fingers cupping her bra or sliding up under her skirt to tease the lacy fabric of her panties seemed all the more intense for it, and suddenly things just seemed to bloom into redness. Stacie felt an instant of vertigo, and then the red faded to black as she slipped into unconsciousness...

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Anastasia

Stacie awoke in a lavish bedroom, and no one could own such a thing unless they were fabulously wealthy. Much of the room was a dark red, through the bed's poles were a rich brown wood with gold trim. The lace at the ends of the pillows and blankets was a bright silver that reflected the fire burning in the fireplace. Infront of that fireplace was a polar bear rug, and upon it lay Anastasia herself, dressed to impress.

She looked absolutely lovely, wearing a matching set of chantilly lace bra and panties, as well as a black lace jacket that hung off her, revealing those smooth shoulders. She looked at Stacie, smiling, "I thought you would never wake up.." She then stood up, sauntering over to the bed with those long, elegant legs of her's.

She pulled the covers back, allowing Stacie to see that she was now only in her underwear, "Hmm.. Don't mind if I help myself," She then slipped into the bed with her. Before Stacie could protest, those lips found that neck, and like before, there was a sharp pain, and then an ecstasy beyond imagining as suckling noises emanated from that neck. Anastasia's eyes half closed in pleasure as she drank, rubbing her half naked body against Stacie's.

 

[Pywakit]

Stacie

She quickly grew light-headded, and what started with a tingling sensation at her fingers and toes quickly developed into a tingling all the way up to her elbows and her knees. She tried to move, to reach out and touch Anastasia, to pull her away from her neck, but her arms were limp and without strength. Her whole body felt weak, almost as if she hadn't eaten for days.

"...what... what's happening to me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

 

[Pywakit]

Bump.