"Not like that," I whimpered, barely coherent as he teased me, the lacy panties pushed to the side and his tongue licking my clit.
I cursed as I came. Breathing hard, I half sat up, reaching for him. He was still hard, his cock glistening. I grabbed the belt and held him steady while I licked a strip up his cock, satisfied when he shivered.
"I wanted you to fuck me," I said, taking the tip in my mouth.
Garrett pulled me off.
"I would, except you've been a bad little witch."
"Oh yeah? Gonna give me my punishment now?" I purred. "Gonna spank me with that belt?"
He looked at me oddly. I pulled the witch’s hat back on my head then turned around on the bed so I was on my hands and knees, my ass in the air for him.
"Take that belt off and show me how bad of a witch I am," I told him in my best sultry voice. The black lacy thong panties were soaking wet, and every motion made them rub against sensitive flesh.
Garrett looked as if he barely had control over himself.
"Don't you want to fuck my hot, tight pussy?" I coaxed over my shoulder.
I felt satisfied as I heard him unbuckle the belt. I wasn't some sort of BDSM type, but when else is a girl gonna let loose if not during Halloween?
Garrett caressed my ass, fingers pulling aside the lace panties slightly to tease me.
"You like it dirty?" he asked in that deep voice.
"Only when I'm drunk," I said, hissing as he hit me lightly with the belt. His hand cupped my ass then slid up my back to tangle in my hair. He moved closer to me, his cock brushing against my ass.
"Hit me again," I said, swearing when the belt made contact. Then his mouth was there, kissing the slight sting on my ass. He slid my panties down, planting little kisses along the slightly red skin.
I rested down on my forearms, the witch's hat tipping over one eye. I moaned loudly as Garrett pressed his face between my legs, tongue stroking me, mouth sucking my clit. His tongue traced up to dip into my opening then back down.
"You have to say ‘trick or treat’ before you get any candy," I said, turning my head to look at him and wink.
"Trick?" he said, stroking my clit and making me gasp. "Or treat?" he asked, ramming his cock into me.
I cried out, arching my back as he pulled out and thrust into me again.
"Crap, that feels good," I stuttered. He grasped my hips, fucking me hard. I made high-pitched little whimpers every time he thrust into me. His cock felt so good sliding in and out of my pussy. I was already so sensitive down there that I was getting close to the edge just from Garrett's cock.
I arched back against him every time he thrust into me. My hard nipples brushed against the bedsheets every time he fucked me. I knew he was close as the rhythm got faster, the thrusts harder. Knowing I was making him come undone was intoxicating. His hand reached around to tease my clit. I jerked against his hand then rolled my hips back against his cock. Gasping and panting, I could only moan as he fucked me and stroked me.
I could almost see the self-satisfied expression on his face when I came in a sweaty, moaning mess. Garrett gripped my hips, giving several powerful thrusts, then he came in me. He pressed sloppy kisses along my back and nuzzled my neck, whispering in my ear.
"Trick or treat. Thanks for giving me something good to eat."
50
Garrett
One minute I was wrapped around Penny, the next she had half pushed me out of the bed, thrown my costume at me, and dragged me out the front door. The sun was just starting to rise, the sky a deep indigo.
She looked like a wreck. Was she sleepwalking?
"Penny, what's wrong?" I said as she tugged me to the car.
"There is something I forgot to do," she said.
"Can I help you?" I asked, smoothing out her hair.
