Backstage (Qedesha and Vicodin)

[Qedesha]

Lucy was a ball of nerves, bouncing from foot to foot as she waited outside the dressing rooms. She had an autograph pad clutched in one hand, a bottle of overpriced water in the other, and she was dressed in a punky cutoff tshirt, a tiny denim skirt, thigh-high stockings and boots, topped off with a spikey wristband and undersized hoody. The garishly bright back stage pass hanging around her neck clashed pleasingly with the clothes, and she kept glancing at it as if to make sure it was still there.

The loud clatter of the crowds leaving the stadium filtered through to the narrow corridor, and harassed-looking stage crew kept pushing past her. The door to her idol's dressing room remained subbornly closed, however, and she just lurked outside it, hope still blooming in her young chest.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

The door seemed like it wanted to be closed forever, being that the door could be in a bad mood. But the woman behind the door was not going to allow it to be in such a bad mood. Rebecca opened the door to her dressing room, after making sure that she looked good for this one particular fan of hers. She was the fan that won the contest, enabling her to come into the dressing room of the singer of Blast, the band. Her brown eyes had stared down at the girl, and a smile went across the woman's lips. "Very nice to meet you." She said, taking a step back so that Lucy would be able to walk into the room. Rebecca herself was wearing a blood red skirt that went down to her knees, a black top that seemed to be cut a little too generously, along with black slip on shoes and many accessories, from wristbands, to the many earrings that she had in her ears.

"Of course I see that you have that idiotic 5 dollar water." She said, moving to her refrigerator and then giving the girl a soda, followed by another bottle of water. "I wish that they didn't do that. Very nice to meet you..." But she remembered that she already said that. "My name of course is Rebecca Peterson, nice to meet you. May I ask your name?" Rebecca ran her hand through her long, black hair as she asked this question.

 

[Qedesha]

It had happened, like the opening of heaven's gates... the door had suddenly swung open and then there was a vision there, the iconic creature that had lived in the center of Lucy's mind. It was almost surreal, like a statue had suddenly come to life and climbed off the plinth.

She followed Rebecca in to the room in a slight daze, still staring at her with wide, worshipful, deer-in-the-headlights eyes. She took the soda and the second water bottle, fumbling both awkwardly, nearly dropping them twice in the sheer terror of looking stupid in front of the musician. It took a few seconds for Rebecca's question to sink in, and the realisation that a response was needed to rise up.

"Abuh... Lucy! Lucy Dell! That's, uh... who I am!" Her voice was nearly constricted into a squeak with the sheer pressure of actually talking to Rebecca.
"I love your music! But I guess you know that. Um."
She looked down at her hands, remembered that she was holding the autograph pad, and suddenly thrust it forward with a pleading expression.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Rebecca knew that this girl was awestruck from being able to see her idol finally, and she didn't blame her. The first time that she met the rock star that she loved, she was acting exactly the same as this girl right now. Rebecca took the autograph pad, "You know that this autograph is going to be for you only right?" She asked, looking at the girl with one eye raised. "Because if I find this on the internet, I am going to be pissed." Rebecca looked serious, up until her expression softened and she brought Lucy over to the couch, and sat her down, along with giving the notepad back to her. "Okay Lucy Dell, very nice name." She said. Rebecca was sitting extremely close to Lucy, about an inch away from her.

Rebecca's breath was sweetened with a breath mint that she had taken before opening the door, and she was swirling it around in her mouth, like she did with the guitarist so long ago, before she dumped him. She still remembers the look on his face when she looks at his pants, at his waist. He blushes, she doesn't. Rebecca's hand moved onto Lucy's leg, to try to be closer to the girl. "So Lucy, you love my music, but I don't know anything about you. I would love to know what other bands you listen to, and what you like to do in your spare time. And things like that." This was a test. If the girl were to say that all she liked was Rebecca's band, then she might have an extremely creepy fan. But if she had other bands in mind, and other things to do, then she had the kind of fan she was comfortable with, the fan that would go out to dinner with her or something, instead of getting an autograph and then shooting her in the head. Poor John Lennon...

 

[Qedesha]

Lucy had managed to calm slightly, heartbeat still racing but not threatening to actually give her a heart attack.
"I, er... I guess I like lots of stuff really. My dad likes blues, so I grew up with a lot of stuff like BB King and that, who I still like. Uh... otherwise some old school stuff like the Ramones, The Pistols, Souxie... um, yeah..."
Her voice trailed a bit, a corner of her mind wondering if she should have professed only a desire for Rebecca's band. She also thought that kind of thing a bit creepy though, so decided against it.

The heat of the hand on her leg was bringing a distinct blush to her cheeks, a more focused blush than the general flush from her starstruck panic. She was frozen with the closeness of her idol, terrified to move in case it made her move further away.
"W... who else do you like?" she ventured, feeling that a question was called for.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Her dad had a really good taste in music, along with her. Rebecca's hand moved up and down the girl's leg, her voice sounding as if she was talking to her child. "Well I think that your father knows what actual music is." She said with a smile. "You know, you are the kind of girl that I would love to have as a traveling photographer or something along those lines." She said. Rebecca had moved so close that their bodies were touching with no space in between them. "What do you say about traveling the country?" She asked. "You can take pictures of us, and video."

Rebecca's hand had stopped moving, and just relaxed on Lucy's right thigh, and waist. Rebecca hadn't done anything with women in a long time, and she felt that if this girl didn't leave soon enough, she would be pressuring and forcing Lucy into everything that she imagined, with a girl like her. "And you get to see the band..."

 

[Qedesha]

"W... what?"
Lucy's voice was kinda faint, the girl dazed at the very idea. It was like some kind of fairytale from a kids TV show, only faster... and with the warm hand on her leg, stealing her thoughts, a lot less appropriate.
"D... don't you have professional photographers... for that sort of..."

She paused for a moment, her brain finally catching up with her mouth, and she smiled.
"I mean, I'm going to stop resisting the most incredible idea even, and yes I would love to travel with you guys! Do you really mean it?"
She was extremely nervous at the sudden closeness, heart pounding even faster, big eyes lifting to gaze into Rebecca's.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

The hand that was on Lucy's leg had finally rested on her waist, and Rebecca's eyes were showing the lust that they had in any regular woman. The eyes that said, "It has been so long since I have done any kind of woman. I am minutes from taking you."

However Rebecca was resisting as much as she could, and she nodded her head. "I had some professional photographers, but they wanted way too much for some simple photos, that I figured you could take." She said. "What do you say Lucy?" Rebecca had moved in close, so that her breath was blowing against Lucy's earlobe. "I would love to have you..."

And then Rebecca's teeth had sank down on Lucy's earlobe, biting it with a soft grip before she let go of it and let her hands rub around Lucy's waist, wanting the girl to give in to her desires, so Rebecca could have a fun night. "You can also see your idol naked, if you want."

 

[Qedesha]

The lustful stare was rather lost on Lucy... the teen was far too innocent to interpret such a mature look. The nibble on her earlobe, however, was something she couldn't fail to interpret, and it added a whole new level to the hand on her waist and the warmth on her leg, as well as Rebecca's words.

She thought she would be frightened at the thought, panicked or even repelled... nothing could be further from the truth. She felt a rush of heat through her, running across her face and shoulders and dipping down to focus between her legs. She actually squirmed on the couch and giggled like an idiot, nodding.

"I... do... I want to... um, be the photographer," she stammered. She was suddenly frightened, not wanting to lose the intense moment, but not knowing how to take it further.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Rebecca was willing to take the moment as far as was needed. She smiled as she ran her hand through the girl's hair, and she then laid the girl on the couch, followed by getting on her knees in front of the couch. Rebecca tugged at Lucy's pants, and then unzipped them so that she could see the cute porcelain legs that she was going to hopefully put over her shoulders. She put her hand onto the girl's underwear, and pressed one finger against the crease that was in it, feeling the lust within her body causing her to want to play with this girl. She then unzipped the jacket that was on her to reveal the red dress that she was wearing before the show, and she slid the dress off to reveal her black panties and bra. Her legs looked like they were made from marble, along with the curves on her body. She kneeled before Lucy and then pressed her finger again against Lucy's underwear. "Like this?" She asked, as she moved the underwear aside and pushed a finger in.

 

[Qedesha]

Lucy's skin was flawless, her body smooth and healthy with the flush of youth. She lay back, dazed and delighted with the way that the moment had gone, eyes wide with fright and lust. Her gasp was distinct when she was touched, and her cheeks bright red as she was undressed and more so as she watched Rebecca undress.

Her mound was dripping wet almost instantly, and she moaned as Rebecca's finger slid in easily, almost without resistance. Her legs spread wider and her head fell back, shaking as she nearly came at that very moment.
"Oh... yes... please yes..." she whimpered.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Rebecca was about ready to eat out what was in front of her, but she loved the sounds of her partner moaning in lust. Her skin was beautiful. The porcelain color of it making Rebecca's own womanhood wet with excitement. She pushed one more finger in and started to pump the both into her, kissing the clit of her fan and then rubbing it with her other hand. She kept her face close by, so she could give a small lick every now and then. "Let me know if your going to release." She said. "I don't want you to yet."

 

[Qedesha]

"I can't... I can't hold on... much longer..." Lucy whimpered breathlessly, hips jumping and squirming with every movement of her idol's fingers. She still couldn't believe how the moment had suddenly changed, from a simple fan meeting to this delicious, taboo intimacy. Her eyes fluttered open to gaze down at Rebecca, adoration shining out of them already.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

"Go ahead." Rebecca merely said as the fingers continued to impale within her fan's body, pushing in and then out. She was hoping that she could get this idol to climax, because then it would be Rebecca's turn to feel wonderful and hot and bothered. Rebecca's own mound was starting to feel moist, as she kept plunging the fingers inside. "I can wait all day for you to come."

 

[Qedesha]

She didn't have to wait much longer... Lucy was abruptly squealing, hips lifting onto the exquisite fingers inside her as she arched up, clutching at the couch, body shaking with the waves of release washing through her. She finally slumped back, smiling shyly at her idol, still not quite believing what had just happened.
"That was... amazing," she said softly.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

There was a smirk on Rebecca's face. She intended to have more done to this girl. If she was going to be traveling all around the work with her, she was going to have to put out as well. Rebecca sat up on the couch. It was obvious that she was excited, because there was a big wet spot in the crease of her underwear, and she then pulled her little groupie towards her. "My turn." She said, as she kissed her groupie, and then pushed her to her knees in front of her. "Please me. I want to release as well."

 

[Qedesha]

The teen's hands trembled as she reached out to lay her hands on Rebecca's thighs, caressing the smooth skin, then sliding up to tug gently on the woman's panties. She'd tasted herself briefly in the kiss and that knowledge excited her as much as the intense erotic moment they were sharing.

Still slightly dazed from her own orgasm she shifted down, watching closely as she pulled down the woman's panties, gazing at her first view of her idol's wet womanhood.