Nichola laughs uncomfortably as the people on the TV become raunchy.
"Oh my god, I need more drink." Melanie says.
Nichola chuckles and reaches for another bottle, "good idea."
She pours another shot for both girls.
"So, how's life been treating you without me around? it's been ages, have you met any lucky bastard who can handle your fire?"
"Haha, nah, guys are just useless, it's closed for business."
Nichola laughs, "Closed, eh? Good idea, maybe we should start a 'No Dicks Allowed' club. When I next see Ryan im telling him its off limits."
She grins and pours another round. "To the sisterhood of the non-penetrating, not that Ryan does it often anyway, I mean, hes a mountain and has a strong cock, really strong, but i need to ride it more and it ain't happening."
Melanie laughs, taking a drink and giggles, "shame we're not lesbian, it would be an easier life."
Nichola laughs "Right?! and we'd probably be the perfect couple if we swapped teams, huh?" grinning mischievously.
"You'd be the butch one though, I'm too girly." She laughs again, imagining the scenario.
Melanie getting playfully annoyed says "Would I?"
Nichola replies, "Have you ever considered that maybe we're not straight? We're so picky with guys." She tilts her head, "Or is it just that men are trash and we're settling for hating them all instead of actually finding one worth our time?"
Melanie looks at Nichola while thinking about it. "I've kissed women, and some women are sexy as fuck, just never really thought about it properly, it was always just a laugh."
Nichola laughs "I tried tinder on the lesbian setting once. I was just browsing the aisles of crazy, you know? Seeing what other fish are out there. And let me tell you, the sea of insanity is deep as fuck. But let's get back to the important stuff. What's next? Movie marathon, karaoke, or a midnight dance party?"
Melanie smiles, "get the tunes on, I want to dance!"
"YESSSS!" Nichola says, she jumps up from the couch, spilling a little vodka in the process. She sets the bottle down and pulls out her phone, connecting it to the speaker.
"Time to get this party started, bitch!" She starts blasting some upbeat, energetic music and begins to dance wildly in the living room. "Come on, Melanie! Let's see those moves!" She gestures for Nichola to join her, a big grin on her face as the alcohol flows through her system.
Melanie laughs mischievously, takes a big gulp of vodka for courage, and then suddenly drops down into a perfect 'slut drop'. Her hair swinging dramatically as she hits the floor and pops back up. "TA-DA!" she laughs, wiggling her hips provocatively. "You like that?" she taunts, knowing that alcohol and friends make for the perfect dance-off scenario.
Nichola grins, feeling the vodka coursing through her veins, and attempts to top Melanie's slut drop. She drops down, spins around, and pops back up, doing a few extra twirls and hip swivels. "HAH! BETTER THAN THAT, BITCH!" she laughs loudly, dancing around the room with wild abandon. "NOW IT'S MY TURN TO SHOW YOU MY MOVES!" she starts doing a series of intricate, drunken dance moves, tripping over her own feet and laughing hysterically.
Nichola's dancing intensifies as she hears Melanie's laughter, her movements becoming even more exaggerated and ridiculous. She does a comically overextended moonwalk, arms flailing, before attempting to slide across the floor on her knees only to slip and land on her ass with a loud thump.
"OW!" She giggles uncontrollably, rubbing her rear. "The floor's too slippery for a diva like me!" She stumbles up, grabbing the vodka bottle like a microphone.
Raunchy songs like Cardi B and Nicki Minaj fill the room, Nichola and Melanie are in their element, rapping along, dancing even more provocatively. Melanie sits to pour more vodka and passes it to Nichola, who pretends the vodka bottle is a microphone.
Nichola lost in the music, is feeling invincible and carefree. "Slumber Party" by Ashnikko comes on, and Nicki's face lights up with mischief. "OH MY GOD, MELANIE I LOVE THIS ONE."
Nichola continues singing, turning and twerking in front of Melanie, her voice rising even louder and more off-pitch. She's completely lost in the moment, dancing like nobody's watching and having the time of her life.
She turns to Melanie and sings "Me and your girlfriend playin' dress up at my house.
I gave your girlfriend cunnilingus on my couch."
Nichola playfully lowers between Melanie's legs, mimicking what the lyrics say. She continues singing, "She cute, kawaii, hentai boobies, that excites me."
Nichola and Melanie both burst out laughing, climbing up Melanie's body dramatically to finish the song. "And now she's kissing down my neck, leaving hickies." She pretends to swoon dramatically. "Oh Melanie, if only this was real!" She grins mischievously, tickling her sides as she collapses onto the couch beside her.
"We'd be unstoppable! The lesbian duo everyone's afraid to party with! Ryan can fuck off!"
Melanie stands up with the bottle, twerking directly at Nichola as she swigs, continuing the song "My girl look like Wednesday Addams Eyes go black when she orgasms Hide your back, she likes to stab them My butt cheeks, she likes to grab." Nichola smacks Melanie's bum, grabbing her, again mimicking the song.
Nichola stands and puts her hands on Melanie's hips as Melanie is bent over twerking, pulling her even closer as they dance in sync. The heat of their bodies pressed together, combined with the alcohol and the raunchy lyrics, creates an intense, electrifying atmosphere.
"Melanie, you're on fire right now!"
Nichola pants out, her face flush as they both are sweating a bit with the dancing.
"If only we were lesbians for real, I'd fuck you right here on this couch!"
Melanie continues to press against Nichola, no longer dancing. Nichola looks down at Melanie, who's now just pressing her body against hers, the twerking stopping. Nicholas heart races as she realizes the intensity of the moment, the alcohol fogging her mind. She looks into Melanie's eyes, seeing the same desire reflected back.
"Melanie, if we were lesbians, i'd make you mine right now. I'd kiss you, touch you, fuck you until we both can't move."
Melanie laughs, "hmm shame we're not."
Nichola chuckles softly, the sound a bit strained with tension as she holds Melanie close. "Right? Shame indeed."
Nichola is so nervous, her heart beating out of her chest, and Melanie is doing the same, even though they've been drinking.
Nichola gulps as she slides a hand up Melanie's back, her fingers tingling at the close contact. Both girls are now soaked.
Nichola says "maybe we stick to dancing and not get out of hand and fuck each other senseless, plus i have a boyfriend to think about."
Melanie responds "mhm, yeah!" Her breath becoming heavy.
Nichola nods, both friends trying to regain control of the situation. Nichola takes a deep breath, the vodka bottle still clutched in her hand. She looks at Melanie, who's still breathing heavily, and smiles. "Alright, let's just keep dancing then. No screwing each other shitless...at least, not tonight."
She laughs softly, picking up the pace of the music again and pulling Melanie back into a normal twerking session. "But damn, it's tempting, isn't it?"
Melanie laughs, as she says, "imagine other people were here watching us. I would be mortified."
Nichola laughs nervously but maintaining herself "Oh god, can you imagine?" her hands slide down Melanie's sides as they dance close for a few moments. Nichola continues "They'd be so lucky to witness such a masterclass in twerk..." she bites her lip "I'd show them how it's done, then show you how it's done afterwards." Her breath becomes shallower "Fuck, Melanie!!..."
Melanie laughs and says "oh would you show me how it's done? You an expert like?"
Nichola's breaths become heavier as she grinds on Melanie "Oh, you have no idea....I bet we'd make each other feel things we've never felt before..." she grinds against Melanie "Make each other beg for more..."
Nichola cannot believe what she is saying, her face going red, but the heat between her legs making her say it. Nichola sings the lyrics to the song that's on, young ma wet wet "I love a gay girl and a straight girl But a bi bitch, hmmm bye bitch Straight girls you can turn em out Just open up their legs and give em word of mouth Bitch screaming like she saw a mouse...fuck Melanie I'm drenched"
She presses her soaked core against Melanie's bum who is now bent over twerking in front of her again.
Melanie feels jolts of electricity as she floods her pants at the words, trying to stay composed through the drink.
"Me too, my jeans are soooo uncomfy. I'll take my jeans off if you take your leggings off...pants party." Melanie instantly feels embarrassed at saying it, but the drink, and horniness making the words come out.
Nichola helps with Melanie's embarrassment as she grins mischievously at Melanie's suggestion. "Oh, a pants party, you're on!" She stands up quickly, spinning around and shimmying out of her tight leggings in one fluid motion. Her hips wiggle comically as she kicks the garment aside. "There! Leggings off, just like you wanted!"
She turns back to Melanie, hands on her hips, underwear-clad and grinning triumphantly, stumbling slightly with the drink, she throws the sodden leggings at Melanie.
