The Idol by Tamara Vincent

Author:Tamara Vincent [Vincent, Tamara]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: bad girl, supernatural, smoking, erotica, short fiction, corruption
Published: 2016-09-08T00:00:00+00:00

It was the best day of my life.

We hit a lot of cool places, browsing second-hands clothes, leather goods, make-up and accessories. I got fixed with a fine selection of clothes that really complimented my curves, while Lara offered suggestions and commented on each outfit. Then it was my turn, and I sat on a stool smoking while she modeled tight pencil skirts and high heels.

In a nice little tattoo parlor I got a small lily tattooed just above the line of my low-hanging trousers, and on a second thought, got my nose pierced and fitted with a gold stud.

We got hot dogs from a street vendor and relaxed in a small park gorging ourselves and laughing at the fools that were jogging along the lanes.

Then we moved on to a small salon owned by a Filipino friend of Lara, and we gave ourselves a nice makeover, complete with vinyl nails and a liberal spraying of perfume.

We got back to her car at five pm., giggling and shrouded in a thick cloud of smoke.

“Fuck,” I said.

Lara gave me a questioning look. I crushed my empty packet and dropped it on the ground.

“I’ll have to bum a smoke from you,” I said.

She grinned. “Open the dash.”

She started the engine while I rummaged in her dashboard.

A lipstick, a bottle of mascara, a hairbrush, a box of condoms, a pack of chewing-gums, a lace thong, a switchblade knife and bingo, a plastic bag with weed, papers and a lighter.

“Tea time!” I chuckled.

Lara laughed and kept driving, finally parking in a narrow lane about five blocks from where I lived. I had opened the bag and was breathing in the sweet perfume of the grass.

“C’mon,” she said, picking the bag from my fingers.

She rolled a fat joint, and lit it up, taking a deep toke.

Then she nodded and handed it over. I grinned and put it to my lips, filling my mouth and then inhaling quickly, and holding the dense smoke down as I counted to ten.

I started exhaling slowly as I passed the spliff back to her.

I felt deliciously numb, and at the same time everything was sharper, more in focus.

Lara blew some smoke in my direction. “Good stuff, uh?”

“A wonder,” I nodded, dreamily.

I laid back in the car seat and let myself float. Lara leaned over and pushed the joint back between my lips, and the smoke poured inside of me like a cascade. I could smell the mix of dope, tobacco and cheap perfume on Lara’s skin as I moved towards her and kissed her full lips, my hands grabbing her watermelon-sized tits, squeezing eagerly.

Lara hummed and pushed her tongue in my mouths, and soon we were breathing each other’s smoke, groping in slow motion.

“You are so beautiful when you are stoned,” she whispered in my ear.

“Then I’ll need to get stoned more often,” I replied, pushing my right hand inside her tight pants.

She squealed and circled my waist with her arm, pulling me over.

I straddled her, undoing her pants buttons while she slipped her hands underneath the Hello Kitty, massaging my nipples.

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