AN: Hi everyone! Thought I'd post a story I've been working on. First T&S fan fiction so I'm a bit nervous. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I do writing it. Reviews and comments please :) WARNING Quincest to follow.
It was my first night out in my new city, my new country really. I had only moved to Vancouver about a month earlier, gotten a job at a cafe/bookstore and settled into my new appartment. I'd finally decided to venture out and see what the nightlife had to offer me. I was nervous about meeting new people, new women to be more specific. This would probably be a good time to tell you that I m a lesbian. Coming from a small town in the U.S. I d known most of the people in the area my whole life so dating had always been a bit tricky. Tonight was just going to be about exploration, finding things to do when I wasn t working. I'd heard about the clubs around town so, logically, I ignored my fear of getting lost and made my way downtown. I passed a few smiling faces in the five blocks it took to get from home to the first promising looking place, but no one really stood out. I ventured through the entrance, stepping out of the doorway and looking at my new surroundings. I found the bar quickly and ordered a vodka orange and tried to remind myself not to drink too much. I still had places to go.
Upon looking around I spotted the dance floor, bathrooms and a dark slightly creepy looking hallway toward the back. I'd also noticed a gorgeous brunette laughing and dancing with a small group of mostly men, except one other woman. I couldn't stop looking at her for some reason and almost as if she could feel my eyes on her she glanced over her right shoulder and right into my gaze. A slight smile appeared on her face as she turned her head and said something to the other, oddly similar looking, woman before breaking away from the group and weaving her way toward the bar.
Oh fuck, I thought, she's coming this way... I could feel my body warming quickly and knew my face gave away my thoughts. My god she's fucking sexy. I wonder how her lips feel when she kisses. What does she sound like when she cums? I turned around to face the bar just before she reached me and was about to order when I heard her voice to my left. "Five more Johnny, and another for the new girl!" she yelled nodding her head toward me at the last request. When the bartender signaled that he d heard her, she turned to me and gave a wide grin and offered her hand. "Hi! I'm Tegan," she shouted over the music.
I knew my palms were sweaty so I wiped my hand on my jeans before taking hers and shouting back I'm Frankie . She smiled even wider and handed me my fresh drink before asking if I could help her bring the others to her friends. When I agreed she swiftly kissed my cheek and handed me two shot glasses, one with an amber colored liquid the other I assumed to be vodka since it was clear.
Following her over to her friends I caught myself checking her out again and felt another rush of blood to my face, as well as one to my now, slightly wet, pussy. Get ahold of yourself Frankie, I thought. She s not a piece of meat. "Hey guys, this is Frankie. She s new, so be nice," she said to the group, her voice breaking me out of my own head. "Frankie, I want you to meet Ted, Rob, Chris and my looooovely sister, Sara. The vodka's hers."
After handing the shots to their perspective consumers, I smiled and gave a shy wave. Tegan hooked her free arm around my neck and made a toast to "new friends" before they all swallowed their alcohol, and I took a drink of mine. I felt hot breath on my ear and heard Tegan's voice saying "dance with us" as her arm slipped down my back, hand resting on my hip and turning me to face her. I was instantly aware of the fact that now not only was i pressed tightly against her body but also that another was behind my own and they were moving perfectly in sync with one another. It was then that I heard Sara s voice behind me saying, "Don t worry Frankie, we won t bite," then Tegan's in my other ear, growling "unless that's what you want" .
As the night went on there was more drinking, more dancing, and more growling whispers in each of my ears from both of my new friends. Their hands traced patterns up and down my sides from my shoulders to my thighs, causing shivers to wrack my body and little whimpers that, (thankfully), couldn't be heard over the music, to escape my lips. When I felt hot breath on the side of my neck, followed by a very warm and wet tongue tracing its way from my collar bone to my jaw, I thought for sure I'd imagined it, but when I felt lips on my own at the same time it was nearly too much for me to handle. These women already had me melting in their grip, and now they were determined to liquefy my very soul.
"Come on" whispered Sara, nipping my earlobe softly with her teeth. "I wanna watch my sister make you cum."