Sarah fixed the thigh high stockings as she neared the house in the middle of the street. Bent at the waist she winked at the guy walking past with wide eyes. Her pink glossed lips turned upwards as she blew a kiss to the guy dressed like a firefighter ready for a calendar shoot. He walked backwards as she righted herself and fluffed up the already short black tutu, giving him just a glimpse of her lace clad mound. The firefighter's hand thumped against his chest he dropped his head back in awe.
Halloween brought out Sarah's wilder side. She was an eighteen-year-old with a very healthy appetite. If it hadn't been for her intrusive small town, she would have attempted to find a few flings from school. Instead she had to venture out to other towns for a good time.
Standing outside the fraternity, she smiled wickedly then made sure her mask was in place. She told her parents she was staying with a friend for the weekend. The pair were supposed to party together, but Lily's boyfriend showed up. Sarah was still welcomed to crash after the party, but now she had other plans.
Finally reaching the entrance to the large brick house, she searched for her first conquest; a shot of whiskey. Most guys turned as she sauntered past them. A wink or flirtatious grin was given to each prospect. The firefighter from outside stood in a crowd with three others. A man in a bed sheet toga, a Zorro wannabe and a lifeguard in an extra tight speedo. Her mouth watered as the firefighter nodded to her and each man took her in. Sarah sidled up to the bar and smiled at the guy dressed like a male dancer behind it.
"What for the little kitty," he mused as his eyes traveled over the outfit.
"Whiskey," she purred leaning on the bar. The bartender stared at the tops of her breasts as they strained against the tight bustier.
"Make that two," a husky voice said before the Zorro slid into the opening beside her. The bartender nodded as he grabbed two plastic shot glasses and the caramel liquor filled them to the brim.
"Zorro," Sarah raised her glass to the guy and took him in. Hypnotic green eyes behind the mask glinted as she downed the shot. He was a foot taller than her with broad shoulders and an athletic build. There was a hint of stubble lining his strong jaw.
"Does kitty have a name?"
"You can call me Kat," she beamed, inching toward him. He downed his shot with a wide grin then held two fingers to the bartender and they set their glasses down for a refill. After two more shots each, Zorro convinced her to dance.
The swarm of men around her had her growing wet. The lifeguard's obvious bulge in the speedo pressed against her ass as she became wedged between him and Zorro. With a sway of her hips, she grinded against both of the men and had to bite back a moan. There was no doubt that both were blessed below the waist. Zorro's hands cupped her face as the lifeguard took her hips and pressed even closer to her. His hidden cock now rubbing against her ass crack through the tutu.
Zorro leaned down and pressed his lips to her in urgency. Sarah could taste the whiskey on both their lips. Her head was swimming as his tongue slipped between her slightly parted lips. Their tongues began to dance, sliding around each other. He pulled away first and kissed her cheek before whispering softly, "Want to go upstairs?"
"I thought you'd never ask," she sighed. He took her hand and pushed through the bodies filling the living room. They passed other couples as they went up the stairs. One was lost in hot make-out session on the couch. Another was coming close to exposing one another on the stairs. Between the alcohol and the scenes unfolding before, she quickened her step behind him.
"This way," he whispered as they reached the top of the stairs and he pulled her to the right.
"Impatient," she giggled as he flung open a door and they tumbled in.
"Something like that." Zorro spun around and pinned her against the door. She let out a squeak as his body molded to hers. Within seconds he had her hands pinned over her head and his hand was under the tutu seeking the lace panties his friend certainly had to tell him about. His rough hand rubbed the crotch of her panties and groaned. "Already soaking. Such a bad kitty."
"If all you're going to do is tease me, I can go get one of your friends," she pushed against the hand between her legs, silently begging for his touch.
"Trust me, baby, you won't even remember them after tonight." Zorro released her hands and used both of his to yank the panties down her legs. She squealed as his hands lifted her by her stocking clad thighs to bring her up to his waist. Instinctively, her legs wrapped around him as did her arms. She kissed him hard as he adjusted his hold. His hand brushed her bare, wet pussy as he worked to get rid of his pants and boxers.
Sarah moaned into the kiss as his hand continued to brush against her sensitive lips. Judging by his movements, he was stroking his cock. His hips moved a little and the tool brushed across her slit eliciting another moan. Pulling away from the kiss, his eyes focused on her again as she moaned with every passing his cock made over her clit. He could tell she was already loving the simplest of touches.
"Protection?"
"Taken care of," she groaned as he stilled against her.
"Good." The wicked grin and glint in those eyes had her weak. Thrusting upwards, he rammed his stiff cock within her warm cunt. It was his turn to groan. "So tight, baby."
"So big," she responded and he chuckled. Her head was back against the door as she enjoyed being filled. It had been months since Sarah had anyone stretch her this much. He slowly pulled out until the tip of his cock remained. He thrust back into her, harder than before and bottomed out. "Oh god!"
"Is this what you came for?" His lips found her exposed neck and began kissing and nipping the flesh. The first few thrusts were slow and gentle. The moment he felt her inner muscles gripping tighter to him, he became more determined.
"Yes," she moaned between each buck of his hips. She couldn't believe how close she already was to going over the edge. Her clung the shirt still covering his shoulders as she shuddered with her first orgasm. She grew limp as she came down from the overwhelming high she had been needing.
"Nah uh, Kat. We aren't done yet," he groaned. He picked up the pace and pressed her harder against the door. Her legs wrapped tighter around him as she regained awareness. Moving her hips to meet each upwards motion she let a soft moan escape her lips. He bit her shoulder gently and smiled as she yelped.
"Zorro," she purred as she felt him bottom out over and over again. The cock buried deep in her pussy throbbed as he neared his own finish. His thumb brushed her cheek and neared the bottom of her mask. She could feel it moving up her face and her eyes darted to his.
