Hollywood After Dark Ch. 01

I moved closer to her, the car door between us as she fiddled around inside, looking for something. I leaned my ass against the door and folded my arms under my chest, glancing around to look for anyone. All I saw was a group of people leaving the restaurant and heading for their cars, directly across from me in the main parking lot.

"Found it!" Eliza said excitedly, standing up and closing the door away from my ass. Eliza placed what she had found on the hood of the car, her hands circling around it tightly to keep me from seeing what it was. I heard some unwrapping, like the sound of a plastic bag being opened, followed by a slight sound of something that sounded like sand being poured out. Standing up on my tip toes (not an easy feat when you are in heels!), I saw what it was: cocaine.

Eliza zipped up the bag again and tucked it into her purse, and then quickly pulled out a credit card. There was a small pile of white powder on top of the car. I wouldn't call it enough to OD on, but it was certainly noticeable from where I was. Eliza cut out four lines with her credit card, lining them up so that they were directly beneath her face. Without even looking, she reached BACK into her purse and pulled out a $100 dollar bill, all neatly rolled up and circular as a tube.

Wasting no time, Eliza tucked one end into her nose and then lowered her face over the drug, snorting up loudly. One of the white lines vanished from the car top, only a few stray specks of the coke lingering where the powder had been just seconds earlier. Eliza leaned her head back and held it there, her eyes closed and a slight bit of powder coating the base of one of her nostrils. I saw her swallow a few times, and then a pleasant sigh escaped from her lips. She lowered her head down slowly and turned to look at me.

"Much better. You want a bump?" she asked, holding out the dollar bill to me. I looked at it for a moment, trying to decide what to do. Now, I'm certainly not a goody goody - I can drink with the best of them and enjoy a joint every now and then. But this was a whole new ball game, as coke was a totally different beast than a morning hangover or a case of the munchies brought on by too much weed. But hey, if someone like Eliza could handle it with no problem, not to mention be a rising star in Hollywood, then I could too!

"Sure," I said softly, taking the tube from her. She stepped out of my way as I leaned over the car, lining the bill up with one of the white lines. I felt Eliza's hand on my neck, brushing my hair out of the way - I certainly didn't want to smear it everywhere and waste Eliza's good money. I sighed internally and stuck the bill to the top of the car, inhaling with a loud snort as I moved the $100 dollar bill over the line from top to bottom. When the drug had vanished, I stepped back from the car and leaned my head up like I saw Eliza do, waiting for the reaction of the drug.

It came swiftly and sharply, hitting me like an explosion of colors and sensory information all at once. Suddenly light seemed brighter, noises louder and the whole damn world around me just seemed so...ALIVE! I felt a slight burning in my throat, but like I saw Eliza do I swallowed down hard to get rid of the feeling. I could feel it crawl sharply down my throat, the burning actually becoming a bit pleasant as it went down my throat. My nose tingled from the sensation and I couldn't help but rub it slightly with my thumb.

Eliza took the tube from me and snorted up a second line of the evening, offering it to me again. This time there was no hesitation - whatever this feeling was that the coke had created, I wanted more! I snorted up harder this time, getting the powder inside me in a much faster fashion than I had the first time. I handed Eliza back the bill and leaned against the side of the car, feeling my legs grow weary as I slowly slid down and slumped on the ground. I closed my eyes and was amazed by the colors that I saw beneath my eye lids.

Eliza squatted down next to me, reaching into her purse (what all did she keep in there, anyways?) and removing a pack of cigarettes. She lit one for me without even asking if I wanted one and handed it to me. I took it from her and puffed deeply on the white stick, feeling the nicotine and chemicals race into my body. Lighting a cigarette for herself, Eliza and I didn't say much for a few minutes. As I finished the cigarette, I realized that we had been gone an awful long time (I had no idea how long actually, since I had chosen not to wear a watch).

"We should go back," I said to Eliza, my words now slurred.

"It's alright, they won't miss us," she said, taking one last deep drag from her cigarette before flicking it away.

"But what about Alex?" I said, only half-interested by now. I was more focused on the dizzying shapes and colors floating off over in the rest of the parking lot.

Eliza sighed and pulled out her cell phone. "What's his cell number?"

"555-1704" I replied. She punched in some numbers and held the phone to her ear, waiting on it to pick up.

"Alex? Hi, this is Eliza. Listen, Petty and I are in the ladies room right now and she isn't feeling good. I'm going to take her out of the restaurant quietly and then take her home, is that ok?" Eliza said. "Yes, she's fine. Just had too much to drink I think. Ok. Yes, I'll have her tell me. Thanks. Cya later,"

She snapped the phone closed and then replaced it in her purse. "Well, that's taken care of,"

"But...you don't have to take me home...Alex is supposed to take me home...this is his night and I'm his girlfriend and," I said, my voice whining a bit. Alcohol always had the strangest effect on me - even when I was drunk, I still KNEW I was drunk. I was just unable to exert the same amount of control over myself as I normally would have been able to.

"But I want to take you home," Eliza said. "Or well, eventually,"

I was surprised by what she did next. Very roughly, Eliza moved from beside me to in front of me in one swift motion, pressing herself firmly against me with my back to the car and kissed me. Her lips pressed against my own and, drug or no drug, my eyes flew open in shock.

"Eliza!" I said to her, wiping my mouth. "I didn't know you were a..."

"A dyke? I'm not. But you have just been too delicious looking all evening and I just had to see what you taste like," Eliza said, grinning at me. Her brown hair hung above her shoulders and from the light of the nearby streetlamp, her face looked angelic in the light - or perhaps demonic from the lust - but certainly amazing and unlike any woman's face I had ever seen.

She kissed me again, this time working her tongue into my mouth. For some reason, I didn't fight her off as hard this time (I did press my hands against her chest, but meeting only her breasts, this seemed to turn her on even further) and after a few moments my own tongue betrayed me as it locked against hers, venturing out from my mouth to explore Eliza's own.

I became more adventurous, working my tongue deeper into Eliza's mouth as she forced hers more into mine. I felt a wetness developing between my legs, a slight moisture coating the surface of my panties from my growing excitement. Eliza moved her hands to my chest and began to squeeze and tweak my breasts roughly, my nipples hardening under her touch through my bra. Her hands slid up my chest to my shoulders, reaching the straps of my dress as she began to pull them down swiftly, tearing the fabric on one of the straps. The flimsy silk of my dress fell away from my shoulders, leaving them exposed to the night air as Eliza pawed at my bra, desperate to yank it off. She slid the cups down beneath my breasts, my nipples popping out in excitement as I got a chill from the air now on my naked chest. Eliza reached around and undid the clasp holding my bra on and pulled the garment from me, slinging it to the ground.

This all happened so fast that my head (already dizzy from the drugs) barely had time to react. I pushed her away from me for a moment, my hand resting on her breast. I could feel her nipple harden underneath my hand through the soft fabric of her shirt, her excited heartbeat thumping beneath my palm.

"Eliza, wait. I...I've never been with...you know, a girl before," I said to her, my voice wavering slightly as I spoke. Eliza's eyes gleamed down at me.

"That's ok, by the time I'm done with you, you will be a seasoned pro," she said, kissing me aggressively again. I stopped her once more.

"I don't think I really want to do this you know, right here," I said to her in a whisper. Eliza smiled wickedly at me.

"Of course, how silly of me. I don't want to eat you out sitting here on the ground behind a car. A dirty pussy always tastes nasty," she said with a grin. Eliza stood up away from me, extending her hand. I took it and stood up on wobbly legs, thinking perhaps that she had something more romantic in mind. But it quickly became obvious that she wanted to do this right here and right now, and I think part of me enjoyed the idea of public sex, of being dominated by this beautiful celebrity.

Flinging open the back door of her car, Eliza roughly pushed me inside, my head narrowly avoiding hitting the back arm rest of the rear seat door. Hunching over into the car, Eliza smiled at me as she reached down and lifted off her shirt, revealing no bra underneath (no wonder her nipples felt so hard!). Eliza cast her shirt onto the floor of the car and crawled in catlike over me, her body lithe and beautiful in the dim light that filtered in through the windows of the vehicle.

She leaned over me, rubbing her hands over my aching breasts, her touch like a spark of electricity as her palms grazed my hard nipples, the tips almost painful to the touch from the excitement I felt, the lust. Grasping the material of my dress, Eliza pulled it down the rest of my body, snagging my panties on the way as I lifted my ass reflexively to give her a better angle at which to remove my dress. She balled it up in her hands and tossed it and my panties outside of the car behind her, my body now totally naked except for the pair of heels I wore on my feet.

Eliza now crawled over me completely, her body raised just a few inches from mine. Her supple, firm breasts brushed against my nipples, our flesh touching each other for the first time as I lay there, completely in the control of this lust crazed celebrity. Eliza planted soft kisses from my chest downward, rubbing her tongue into my belly button as she moved, her hands rubbing hard against my thighs as she created more heat between us. Kneeling on the ground outside of the car, Eliza lowered her mouth to directly in front of my cunt, her lips just an agonizing inch away from touching my exposed woman hood. I arched my back as I felt her warm breath stream out of her mouth as she blew gently on my moist sex, exciting the slightly parted lips of my pussy slightly and definitely getting me ready for more to come.

As her tongue moved from the tip of my cunt downward until it flicked tenderly against my clit, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning from the feel of her mouth. My head was spinning from the feeling of the taboo and alien experience of being with a woman rushing through my body. My sensitive clit twitched underneath her mouth as she lowered her lips to my sex, her tongue sneaking out like a snake as it pressed inside against me.

I gasped and moaned loudly, my hips rising from the seat of the car in excitement at the feel of her wet, hot tongue tracing over my clit and inside of my pussy. Eliza steadied me by grabbing onto my thighs and holding me down, not wanting to let the taste of my snatch get away from her. Her nose was resting directly above my pussy now as she forced her mouth hard into me, her tongue probing and exploring my deepest depths. Alex had given me oral sex before, but it had never been like this. Something about the way Eliza moved her tongue felt so naughty and yet so...right.

Eliza lapped at me like a thirsty dog, her tongue slurping away at all my excited juices that filled her mouth. She drank them down greedily, my legs clamping against her head as she sucked on my clit. I felt her pull the outer lips of my cunt outward from my body with her teeth, the rough hardness of them sending shockwaves through my body. Eliza's tongue wrapped around my clit then and held it there, sucking on the hard nub with all that she was worth.

I screamed loudly, so loud in fact that it shook the windows, as a tremendous orgasm hit me, every nerve end in my body seeming to stand up at attention as the flood of pleasure made me almost pass out. I felt a torrent of cum spill out from between my thighs and onto Eliza's waiting face as she slurped it up as best she could (although I felt a dribble run down between my ass cheeks and onto her expensive leather seats).

Eliza sucked up the last few remaining drops and looked up at me, her lips and cheeks wet and sticky from my juices. She crawled back into the car, only this time backwards: I knew exactly what she wanted. Hiking her skirt up as she moved over me, I rubbed my hand over her tight ass, feeling the flesh beneath my fingers. She wore no panties underneath the skirt, giving me a tremendous view of her snatch, tight and seemingly begging to be licked. Eliza settled herself on top of me so that we were in a 69 position and then proceeded to lower her cunt on top of my mouth.

I had never eaten a girl out before, but the instinct to do so just seemed to come naturally to me, my tongue shooting out by it's own accord as it came in contact with the first pussy I had ever licked. My tongue slipped easily into Eliza's folds as she rested her ass over my face, her own lips already buried again between my legs, working me towards a second orgasm. I lifted my head slightly off the seat so that I could lick at her better, my own mouth pressing hard against her opening lips. I saw the sweet pink within as I slurped away at her cunt, the deepest region of her pussy red and excited for my tasting. Her juices were sweet and slightly salty, but altogether not a bad taste at all. As I began to drink down her womanly flood of juice, I quickly became obsessed and thirsting for more, seemingly every lick not quite enough to satisfy me. The flavor was slightly intoxicating and with the added surging of my blood from the coke and the tremors of my post orgasmic bliss, I was more than willing to shove my tongue as deeply into her as possible, her own juice like a drug of it's own.

I could see between Eliza's legs as she lifted her head from my snatch, again starting to blow on it to get it more and more excited. However, she was doing something different: my hips bucked upwards again as she pushed two fingers slowly inside of me, one wrapped over the other as all three segments of her fingers entered me collectively. Eliza held it for a moment and just when I thought I couldn't reach a higher level of bliss from the feeling of her hand inside of me, she removed her fingers quickly for a moment before thrusting back into me hard.

I yelled loudly once more, another orgasm rocking my body as the bones from her fingers rubbed over my clit. This orgasm wasn't as intense as the first one had been, but it still felt amazing, especially coming from Eliza's talented hand. Eliza continued to work her hand in and out of me as I licked excitedly at her clit, which had become exposed during my first attempts at pleasuring her. Mimicking what Eliza had done to me, I sucked hard on her clit, causing her to rock backwards on me and practically smother me with her tight, firm ass - I had obviously touched on just what I had intended to hit.

Eliza dropped her head back down between my legs, her long hair draping over my thigh as she placed her mouth on my snatch, licking lightly at it as she worked her fingers in and out of me. I felt myself growing more and more excited - three orgasms in one night was something I had never experienced - and found my own hands trembling as I struggled to hold her ass cheeks in the wake of the pleasure that she brought onto me. My cunt felt as if it was on fire from her amazing skill at pleasuring a woman and I knew it wouldn't be long before I came again.

I slid one finger from my hand towards Eliza's parted pussy lips, tracing the tip along from the bottom to the top of her cunt. Eliza moaned softly in the car as I found the middle of her snatch and pushed my finger in quick and deep inside of her. Eliza's entire body shook as she came on my hand, her sweet juices spilling out and coating my finger completely. I hurriedly moved my mouth beneath her pussy, anxious to get more of her sweet nectar onto my tongue so that I could slurp it down. The renewed vigor from her own orgasm made Eliza fuck me harder with her hand, now using three fingers. I felt completely full and stretched by her hand, an amazing feeling that no cock or sex toy had ever brought out in me.

Having sucked up all of Eliza's juices, I again placed my mouth directly onto her clit, tentatively brushing my teeth against it as I bit down slightly. Eliza yelped and I thought I had hurt her, but as I released the nub from between my teeth, she turned her head around to look at me, her hair tussled and her eyes wild with lust.

"Do that again!" she moaned. I nodded my head and did as I was told, this time biting and sucking on her clit gently, feeling the skin beneath my teeth as another orgasm rocked her and spewed her juices forth onto my mouth. They came in such a flood that I knew I wouldn't be able to get them all, but the mouthful that I did manage to catch was swallowed immediately by me, my body now hooked on her salty taste.

Eliza thrust her tongue deeper into me, alternating her tongue movements with those of her hand so that no matter what she was doing - and they were after all two very unique sensations - I always had a great amount of pleasure washing over my now throbbing pussy. As Eliza suckled against my pussy lips, my own inner crevice totally invaded by her skillful tongue, I felt myself cum for a final time of the evening, this one practically sapping all the strength out of me completely, my head falling away from between her legs as I relaxed and caught my breath on the seat, enjoying the delicious feeling of my juices spilling out of my cunt, and Eliza there to catch them.

Lifting herself from between my legs, Eliza settled her ass down on top of my face, her pussy still exposed and twitching from my attention to it. I couldn't find the strength to lift my head and lap at her cunt, so I did the next best thing - shoved two fingers in and out of her pussy, working them tightly in and out as her inner walls clung to them, her own third orgasm rising quickly in her body.

Eliza came with a soft gasp, a final flood of her juice spilling from between her legs and onto my breasts. She crawled off of me and I scooted over to give her room on the seat, rubbing her sticky cum onto my breasts. We laid there side by side for a moment, not saying anything as we touched and rubbed each other, each of us stealing the occasional kiss.

Wrapping her arms around me, Eliza pulled me close to her, the warm feeling of her body quite comforting as the bliss of a night of pleasure slowly faded away from us. I sighed heavily and glanced up and down Eliza's perfectly sculptured body - from her jutting breasts to her firm and toned tummy all the way down to her neatly shaved snatch, Eliza was a goddess by any definition. I furrowed my brow however as I spotted something on her I hadn't seen before.

It was hard to make out in the light of the car, but it was a tattoo of some sort, very small, and just below her right hip. I sat up away from her and got a closer look at it, straining my eyes to see what exactly it was. It looked like a circle shape of some kind, with some points sticking out from the edge and a lightning bolt down the middle.