by KL Fast
© 2017 Karlee L. Fast & Mary K. Moore (KL Fast & MK Moore Flirty Filth Publishing)
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DEDICATION
❖ For Mom and Grammy. For always encouraging me to be myself and never giving up on my dreams. I miss you both every day. -KL
❖ For Daryl. I love you Husband, for-fucking-ever! -MK
Chapter One
Candy
October 31st, 2017
Kristy, I can't believe you’re making me go to this fucking party,” I say with my voice full of dread. I don't want to go out, I’m an indoor girl. I just want to stay at home, in my pajamas, eating cookies and cream ice cream and reading the new romance novel I just got this morning. That sounds like the perfect Halloween to me. Living on campus, I won’t get trick or treaters so I thought I would be enjoying my evening. Now I’m stuck going to this stupid fucking party and wearing this slutty outfit. I look fucking ridiculous. At least in the small town of Kissing Junction, Texas, everybody knows everybody and I don’t have to make excuses for my best friend.
Kristy rolls her eyes giving me an exasperated sigh “Oh my God Candy, calm the fuck down! Stop being such a drama queen, we both know that’s my job. Besides, it’s not going to kill you to go to a party, you’re twenty-two years old. Live a little. All you ever do is work and study. You never leave the dorm room. Now you look sexy as fuck, stop messing with your hair and make sure you wear your black framed glasses, they’ll look the best with that outfit, maybe you’ll get laid.”
I just roll my eyes at her. Pfft, I’ve held onto my virginity for twenty-two years. I am not about to give it up at the first fucking party I am forced to go to. Ok, forced may be too strong of a word. I know it’ll just be easier to go to the party for an hour or so and slip out while Kristy is banging her latest conquest. There is no point in arguing with her, so easier is definitely the right word. So here I am dressed as a dark angel with my ass almost hanging out of my too short nightie and my boobs about to pop out of a too-tight corset. I hate this so much. This is the least amount of clothes I’ve ever worn. Period. Fuming while driving is never a good thing, so I switch on the radio and the new Black Keys songs fills my tiny hatchback. Who I have named Ruth, she is older than I am but so dependable, she has never let me down and I will literally drive her until the wheels fall off. A few minutes later, we are at what can only be described as a frat house. Ladies and gentlemen, Texas University’s finest. We are about 20 minutes outside of Dallas, but this particular neighborhood is nothing but college kids with kegs everywhere and people milling about half dressed. As soon as I park, Kristy is out the door.
“Try to have fun and don’t wait for me. I’ll get a ride home.” She blows me a kiss and walks away. I love her, but she is such a bitch. I would have just given her a ride and not have had to put this hideous costume on. Luckily, she at least let me wear my long overcoat and my sky-high black heels. I wait until she walks inside and disappears into the crowd before I start my car and drive over to the campus coffeehouse. With all these people, here there is no way she will notice that I am not there. Besides I have a test I should be studying for, Halloween or not. I need caffeine for that to happen. Stepping up to the counter I order my usual large iced coffee with lots of cream. I can honestly say it’s the best four dollars I spend at least once a day. As I turn to step over to waiting area, I walk into what feels like a brick wall which I bounce off of and go sprawling on the floor. My head bounces off the tile floor once and I see stars, his hot coffee splashes all over my legs and tits and it’s close to scalding. I bite my lip to stifle a whimper while tears spring to my eyes. I can’t believe my luck right now.
“Shit, are you ok Darlin?” The brick wall says to me. His voice is like velvet. Momentarily, I’m able to forget the pain I’m in. As he looks down at me, His bright green eyes widen. Hasn’t he ever seen a clumsy, thick girl just chillin’ on the floor of a coffee shop? At his sharp intake of breath, I remember what I am wearing and stifle a giggle. I am sure he has seen more of me than he wants to. I quickly close my jacket and he takes in a shaky breath, almost like he forgot to breathe, but that can’t be right. I don’t inspire that in men.
Giggling out loud this time “Care to help me up, Cowboy?” Seeing as he is dressed as one, I’d say the nickname fits. Plus, he has a wicked southern drawl, that if I was standing, would make me weak in the knees.
“Oh sure thing, Darlin’.” He reaches for my outstretched hands and lifts me off the floor like I weigh no more than a leaf. I was not expecting that and my hands automatically land on his waist and slowly make their way up his chest. I think I might have hit my head harder than I thought because I'm never this forward and I sure as fuck never grope a random guy. “I am sorry I knocked you over, I wasn’t payin’ attention.” He grabs my wrists to stop the motion of my hands because I can’t seem to stop them myself. But you can’t really blame me, the man looks like a fitness model. I stick out my bottom lip in a little pout. Then discreetly glance down at his left hand breathing a sigh of relief when I notice he’s not wearing a ring. “Are you hurt? Your head hit the floor really hard there and I think you may have some third-degree burns. Let me take you to the hospital.”
“I can’t go to the hospital right now.”
“Why not, your boyfriend waiting on you somewhere?” His eyes flash and he is practically growling the words out. Looking away from his amazing chest, I title my head up to look into his bright green eyes. Is he fishing?
“I don’t have a boyfriend, Cowboy. That isn’t the reason.” He smiles at that and continues.
“I am not a cowboy, Darlin’. I am a doctor. Dr. Evan Sinclair. Not practicing currently. I teach pre-med at the university.” He is adorable, babbling like that.
“My name is Candy, well it’s really Candice Pillman but everybody calls me Candy. I am a student at the university, Library Sciences major, but I still can’t go to the hospital, Dr. Evan.” Wow, that was a whole lotta word garbage.
“I am going to need an actual reason Darlin’. You need to go.” He draws at me. We are standing in the middle of the coffee shop. The barista calls my name, but I make no move to get my coffee. Standing up on my tippy toes, I lean up to his ear and whisper my reason.
“I am not wearing any panties, Dr. Evan.” He groans. I smile a little. He may not be attracted to me but a panty-less girl always turns heads. Laughing, I turn away from him to grab my coffee. Following me to the counter he continues talking.
“Well if you insist that you do not want to go to the hospital then I am just going to have to take you home and fix you up there, I am a doctor after all.”
Stepping behind me I feel the heat of his chest on my back, goosebumps run up and down my arms when he leans do
wn and whispers in my ear “But believe me, Darlin. I know you ain’t wearin' any panties. I saw that pretty little pussy of yours. Very naughty of you.”
I blush at his words and portray fake annoyance “Fine, I’ll go, but I am not happy about it.” I say with a smile. I’m a little happy about it. Especially, if the wetness coating my thighs is any indication.
“Do you have a car? I walked over from my apartment.”
“I’ll just leave it here. How far is your apartment? My feet are already killing me.”
“Not far. Just two blocks. Do you want me to carry you Darlin’?” He asks as we exit the coffee shop.
“No, that won’t be-” before I can finish speaking he leans over and lifts me into his arms. Gasping I quickly throw my arms around his shoulders as He arranges my coat so that my ass isn’t out for the world to see. “Necessary.” I finish needlessly while rolling my eyes. Oh my God, did he just caress my ass? Who the fuck is this guy? Why does he have to smell so good? This is turning out to be both the hottest and weirdest Halloween of my life.
Chapter Two
Evan
Candy is breathtaking. I am doing my damnedest to keep from taking her up against the wall in each filthy alley we walk past. She is most definitely one of those girls who doesn’t realize how pretty she is. I noticed her right away when she breezed into the coffee shop. Not giving two shits as to who else may have been up in there. I still can’t believe I knocked her down and burned the shit out her smooth, pale skin. But damn, what she has got hiding under that crazy ass coat left me tongue-tied. I am usually much suaver. I feel like Cupid’s arrow has struck me even though it is Halloween. I typically use Friday nights to grade papers but right about now I am thanking God my cousin invited me to her annual Halloween party. I just needed my coffee fix but this is so much better. Just from our brief meeting, I know that one night will never be enough. When I lifted her into my arms, I knew I was going to do anything to make this girl mine. She makes me feel like a fucking caveman, I need to get her to my house as quickly as possible. I rushed up the stairs into my building and head straight toward the elevator and tap the UP button, biting her lip my naughty girl speaks.
“I can walk now Evan.” I reluctantly let her slide down my body and set her on the floor while we wait for the elevator. As some guys come into the lobby, I put my arm around her shoulders and draw her close to my side reach down. Yes, I know it was a possessive move, but just the thought of anyone thinking she wasn’t mine drove me instantly insane. I should probably tell her that. I reach over her with my other hand and jab the button again. When I turn to look at her beautiful face our lips collide. She is kissing me. Electric shocks rush through my body, this is the best kiss of my life. She suddenly pulls back, her cheeks flushed. “Oh my God, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. Your lips just looked so kissable. I forgot myself for a minute.”
“Never apologize, Darlin’. I’d definitely be okay doing that again.” I say just as the elevator dings. Dragging her into it, I move us to the back and pin her against the elevator wall when she whimpers I nip her bottom lip and lick the seam of her bottom lip when she tentatively opens her mouth I plunge my tongue into and mimic how I plan to fuck her. When we reach my floor I quickly maneuver us out of the elevator without breaking away from our kiss. Luckily, my apartment is the first one on the right which makes it easy to find. The only thing that allows me to pull away from her tantalizing mouth is knowing I must get her naked and underneath me. Quickly pulling my keys from my pocket, I unlock my door and gesture for her to enter. She sweeps past me and starts to pull her coat off and drapes it over the back of the couch. She turns to me and I get a good look at her. Her black corset nightie that stops right before her pussy, leaves nothing to the imagination, not that I didn't get a good look at her pink pussy when she was sprawled out on the floor of the coffee house. I continue down her body. Her black, fuck me, heels make my mouth water. A flash of anger rushes through me. That is twice now that I have gotten possessive over this girl and I don’t typically do possessive. Not that I have had many relationships and none in the last five years and it’s been longer than that since I’ve had sex with anyone.
“Who saw you wearing this getup Darlin’?” I say as I pull her closer to me.
“No one, Cowboy. No need to go caveman again.” She says laughing and goes to unbuckle her shoe. “Let me, Darlin’, but I think you are mixing up Halloween costumes.” I kneel and unbuckle her right shoe and throw it over my left shoulder and quickly do the same with the other shoe. Then, I start running my fingertips lightly up and down her legs and that is when I notice her thighs are tinged red, with several raised welts. Leaning forward I kiss each one slowly moving up her leg to where I really want to be. When she moans, all bets are off. I graze both of my hands up and down the outside of her legs and around to her ass where I give it a squeeze. From this position, I can smell her delicious cunt. Fuck, she smells like heaven. Pushing her little nightie up around her waist I start placing gentle kisses on the top of her bare pussy. She moans louder and slightly tilts her hips closer to me. I can’t help but groan and push my face further into her pussy licking her wet slit from her opening, up to her clit where I lightly run my tongue around it before sucking it into my mouth. Her hands grasp my hair and she tries to pull me in even tighter against her sweet little cunt. I renew my efforts and start sucking on her clit even harder while I bring one finger to her tight opening and slowly push inside. Fuck, she’s tighter than I thought. It turns me on even more and I growl. I eat her cunt with everything I am. I start to feel the first flutter of her orgasm, and I add a second finger pumping both fingers it in and out of her a couple times, I give her clit a little nip and that’s all it takes for her to come all over my beard, I give her pussy one last kiss before standing up and grip the top part of her corset ripping it open and let it fall to the floor. When she is bared to me, I suck in a breath. Her ample tits are delicious looking, so I bend my head down and pluck her right nipple into my mouth. The taste of her overwhelms my senses. She must use strawberry body wash. All that is missing is the chocolate. Her hands go under my jacket to slide it down my shoulders. As I leave her nipple with a loud popping sound, she lifts my t-shirt over my head and tosses it on the couch. Then she gets going on my belt, but fumbles trying to get it off. It is in this moment that I realize how young and innocent she looks while at the same damn time looking like every fantasy I’ve ever had. I don’t know how she does it. Her thick-framed glasses give her the sexy librarian look I love. It’s crazy that she wants to be one. She has a thick head of blonde hair with a mass of crazy curls that I run my fingers through the silky strands. While I am doing this, the most important question a man should ask someone he is about to fuck pops into my head. “How old are you Darlin’” Please be legal, becomes my mantra. “I am twenty-two. How old are you?” She’s got a little snark in her voice. I am fucking loving it. “Just turned thirty-four Darlin’.” I get back to kissing the woman who is about to be mine.
Chapter Three
Candy
I have lost my everlovin’ mind! I just let a perfect stranger eat my pussy until I came, for the first time. Though I guess not a total stranger. I’ve realized that this is the professor the girls at school refer to as Dr. Hottie. Kristy has talked about how she wants to fuck him. I am not sure if I should tell him that this is my first time or not. I mean he’ll find out soon enough? I never really thought about what my first time would be like, but I want it right now more than anything I’ve ever wanted before. I know that Evan will be able to make it memorable for me. Given that I’ve never been able to make myself come and this man knows what I needed in just under five minutes. I guess I don’t do slow, but it’s not like I ever saw this happening in a million years. This fine ass man that I have started to think of as mine is currently warring with my tongue and I’m letting him. He has kicked his hot cowboy boots off, but he still has his jeans on and I want them gone. I must look
like a damned idiot since I can’t figure his belt out. The freaking buckle is bigger than my hand. He gently brushes my hands away and quickly opens his belt and undoes the button on his jeans. His cock is already peeking out of the waistband of his boxers. I lick my lips and he groans. Dropping to my knees, I pull down his pants and boxers at the same time. I suck in a sharp breath when his cock springs free, oh my god! He is huge. I want to take him in my mouth more than anything. Leaning forward I lick the tip of his cock, I can’t help but moan as his taste hits my tongue. Looking up at him I suck his cock further into my mouth, while I place one hand on his balls gently cupping them. and with the other, I grab his hip while he fists my hair. I have never felt so powerful as I do with a mouth full of his cock. I apparently don’t have a gag reflex because I can take his cock all the way to back of my throat with a little coaxing. When I speed up he groans “Stop Darlin’, I don’t want to come in your mouth baby, I need to feel that sweet pussy milking my cock when I come. I need to be inside of you now.” He says with a growl. Picking me up quickly he pins me to the wall right next to the door and grabs my thighs spreading them so he can see his cock line up with my wet pussy then on a growl he pulls me down onto his cock making me cry out. I was not expecting it to hurt so bad. Instantly tears spring to my eyes but they don’t fall.
“Fuck, Candy! Are you ok? I didn’t mean to hurt you Darlin’, I didn’t realize just how innocent you were.” He starts to pull out of me but I wrap my legs around his waist so he can’t and pull his face closer to mine, whispering against his lips.
“Don’t stop Evan. Please don’t stop.”
