Just enough to be ready for a wild evening

Lily and Quinn had spent the night smoking weed and drinking and fucking before finally curling up on the bed and drifting off to sleep. They woke up late and enjoyed a steaming hot shower before making coffee and lazing around the apartment. Lily wanted to spend the whole day hanging around, but she had to work a half day at the café. Quinn reminded her to come straight back to the apartment once she was done so they could go to her band’s secret show that evening, and then the two got caught up in one last quickie for the road.

Even if it was only a half shift, the minutes ticked by agonizingly slowly. Quinn sending salacious nudes every once in a while, didn’t help much at all. She was working with some new hire named Keith who seemed pleasant enough but was a very taciturn and quiet guy who didn’t do much to help pass the time. At least Teddy had good banter, Keith was like working a shift with a concrete wall.

A few torturous hours later, Lily was finally on her way back to Quinns, rapping on the door she was let in by her stark naked lover. Quinn was picking between several different outfits and sat Lily down on the bed for an impromptu fashion show. They eventually settled on slutty yet practical- Carhartt overalls with one strap dangling down, a bandana in place of a bra, and towering combat boots. Quinn rewarded Lily with a passionate kiss and promised more at the aftershow. Realizing she was still in the same clothes from the day before, Lily borrowed from Quinns wardrobe even though the woman had nearly six inches of height on her. Lily decided on a pseudo schoolgirl skirt belted with dark studded leather, a band tee, and one of Quinn’s leather jackets, topped off with a black bandana pirate style. Quinn whistled “bitch you look more punk rock than I fuckin’ do right now. God you’re so hot.”

A phone began buzzing obnoxiously just as Quinn had leaned in for a kiss and slid her fingers towards Lily’s crotch. Cursing, Quinn answered the call and informed Lily that her drummer was idling out in front to take them to the venue. Promising to continue the pair made their way to a purple minivan driven by a stoned looking guy. Quinn introduced the drummer as Peter and the three chatted on the way to the dive bar/music hall across town. The bar, aptly named Sound Pit, was a local hotspot for live music and had a pretty decent set up to host a sizeable crowd.

Lily was introduced to the rest of the band and then was relegated to the bar where she zoned out and sipped a couple of beers. The set up was smooth and efficient, leaving plenty of time for the band to hang around and rake in the free drinks from the bartender. A lanky guy with a gorgeous redhead next to him came over to sit by Quinn and Lily, introducing himself as the guitarist, Stephen, and his girlfriend Sarah. Lily shot a warm smile to Sarah who blushed profusely, much to Quinn’s delight.

The crowd at the bar started picking up, and Lily joined the band and friends to smoke a couple of joints in the back before the opener went on. It was all Lily could do to keep her hands to herself, the pleasant buzz of the weed and drinks mingling inside her. Quinn shamelessly made out with Lily on the sofa, and Lily noticed Sarah’s jealous eyes on them. Feeling naughty, Lily shot a wink her way and wondered if she might get that threesome sooner than she thought. The sounds of a shredding guitar began emanating from the main hall and Quinn dismissed Lily with a slap on the ass and encouraged her to have fun in the pit. Lily accompanied Sarah to the bar and ordered two tequila shots. The redhaired woman smiled nervously, having to almost shout to be heard over the band on stage. “So uh, I’ve been hearing a lot about you from Quinn the last couple days. It’s um really nice to meet you.”

Lily smiled at her, unconsciously rubbing her legs together thinking of the photo Quinn had sent of Sarah eating her out. “It’s really nice to meet you too Sarah, Quinn told me a bit about you too.” Moving closer and grabbing the salt off the bar, Lily went for it and suckled Sarah’s neck before dabbing some salt on the wet spot. Sarah moaned, obviously surprised but very into it, and returned the gesture. They licked the salt, took their shots, and fed each other their lime slices.

Sarah leaned in conspiratorially to whisper in Lily’s ear “You want a little bump of molly?” Maybe it was the tequila, maybe it was blind overconfidence, but Lily nodded. Sarah covertly snuck a small bag of powder from inside her bra and dipped a fingertip in, rubbing it into her gums. She offered the bag to Lily who mimicked the action, her face scrunching in disgust at the vile taste. Flagging the bartender for two vodka red bulls Lily tried to wash the taste out her mouth, curious that she didn’t feel anything. As she turned back to Sarah the woman accepted her drink and made as if to speak.

She was interrupted by the announcement came on stage and bellowed “You motherfuckers ready for Piiiiiiiiiiiiink Panntherrrrrrrr! Make some fucking noise!” Making eye contact once more, Lily winked at Sarah and pulled her towards the stage. Sarah had had the presence of mind to snag them each a mixed drink, and Lily felt herself getting lost in the music as the alcohol blurred her vision.