Chris sent me a sweet little fantasy he has of me and him hooking up at a Halloween party:

The thing is I was doomed as soon as you walked in the door. Halloween parties are always a time for women to dress naughty, and you took advantage of that to do your school girl outfit. Tight white blouse that was barely buttoned, hair in pony-tails, short black skirt.

You knew full well that everybody was watching you as you walked in and started saying hi to everybody. It was worse when you got to the dancing room. You were having fun, flirting with everyone there. But you saw me watching on the side, being the wallflower. So you came up and started dancing just for me. You leaned in and whispered that you weren’t wearing a bra. You smiled, watching me absorb the information, my eyes falling to your chest. Knowing that if I moved my hands just a few inches they could caress you through that tiny, flimsy bit of material.

Then you leaned forward again, whispering about how you were just wearing a thong under the skirt. And this time you didn’t stop to watch me, but turned around and ground your ass into my crotch, pinning me, feeling that I was already very hard. Grinning you pulled me over to the sofa, and pushed me down, grinding in my lap.

I whispered about how everyone was watching, which you didn’t care about. Instead you leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. Our lips parted and you felt my tongue touch yours.

“I’m a bad, bad girl Chris… you’ll just have to treat me like it.”

With that you twisted and lay in my lap, so that your ass was up in the air. The smack of my hand coming down in a hard spank made you cry out in happy surprise. You could feel my cock poking up, straining to get out of my pants, while my hands moved over your ass again and again. I pulled up your skirt, slapping the bare skin as you cried out in joy. Then I rolled you off my lap and into the other corner of the sofa, moving in above you as you looked into my eyes.

“So what are you going to do now?” You said, with a gentle smile and teasing smile.

I grabbed one pony tail and pulled your head back, kissing you even as my other hand pulled open your shirt. Now the cool air went over your hard nipples just before my hand grasped your breast. You could feel my desire as I kissed and groped you. My fingers played with the nipple and then I went back to massaging around it.

Your hand reached up between my legs and undid them. My cock was hard, and pulling it from my briefs revealed how it was aching for you. There was already a drop of precum at the top as you ran your hand up and down the shaft.

You’re whispering was hot and urgent by now.

“You’re going to give this to me aren’t you Chris? You’re going to fuck your little schoolgirl right here, aren’t you?”

With that I pulled off your thong, leaving your pussy open to anything I might do. I moved down and began to lick around your lower lips, moving it up and down as you moaned and grasped my head. You felt my tongue against your clit, making you wetter and hotter. I felt your hands grasping my hair, pulling me deep into you.

But I could only wait so long at this point, I moved up on top of you, shoving my cock deep inside of you inch by inch. You gasped and raked your fingers along my back as I began to fuck you in front of everybody. You had me completely by now. My lips met yours as I fucked you hard and fast. Your moans came up against my lips and tongue.

I stood up and you rolled onto all fours, presenting your ass to me. My cock, still wet from you, slid in slowly. You moaned loud this time as I fucked you in your ass, working my cock back and forth. My hands fell to your hips, working you, making you feel how hot and horny you’ve made me.

After awhile you pulled off of me and rolled around to suck my cock and finish me off. You could feel how close I was, my cock stiff and throbbing, the precum oozing out. Your head moved up and down and then you felt it, as I came, shooting into your mouth. You could see me groaning, my body tight and sweaty as I came with everything I had entirely because of you.

You smiled as I collapsed on the sofa.

“That was nice. Thanks!” You said, cheerful as ever. Then you leaned in close.

“But next time, I’m bringing rope…”