Hard ANAL CREAMPIE after Halloween party with a girl I just met
The night was crisp and cold, the kind of chill that seeps into your bones and makes you crave warmth. As I stepped out of the Uber, my breath visible in the night air, I couldn’t help but shiver in anticipation. I had been invited to this Halloween party by a friend of a friend, and while I hadn’t expected much, the promise of free drinks and a chance to unwind after a long week was too tempting to pass up.
As I approached the apartment building, I could already hear the music pulsing from inside, the bass so heavy it seemed to vibrate through my chest. A group of high-schoolers, dressed as zombies and vampires, were hanging out on the steps, waiting for someone to let them in. I bypassed them and made my way inside, the smell of sweat, booze, and cigarette smoke assaulting my senses as soon as I stepped through the door.
The party was in full swing, with people crammed into every corner of the apartment, dancing, chatting, and drinking. In the center of the living room, a girl dressed as a sexy witch was grinding against her boyfriend, her black mini-dress riding up her thighs as she moved. I grabbed a beer from the cooler and took a swig, my eyes scanning the room for a friendly face.
That’s when I saw her, standing by the punch bowl, laughing at something someone said. She was dressed as a naughty nurse, her white dress barely covering her ass, and her tits straining against the fabric. She had wild, curly hair and full, pouty lips that just begged to be kissed.
I made my way over to her, feeling a rush of excitement as I approached. “Hey there, nurse,” I said, flashing my most charming smile. “Looking for anyone in particular to take care of?”
She turned to me, her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, hello there, doctor,” she purred, running a finger down my chest. “I might be looking for just the right patient to treat.”
And that’s how my night with the naughty nurse began. We chatted and flirted, dancing and drinking, the sexual tension between us building with every passing moment. As the night wore on and the crowd thinned, we found ourselves in the bedroom, alone at last.
She pushed me down on the bed and straddled me, her hands roaming over my chest as she ground her hips against mine. “I want you to fuck me,” she whispered, her lips brushing against my ear. “I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget my own name.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I flipped her over and tore off her dress, revealing her perfect, perky tits and smooth, bare pussy. I buried my face between her legs, licking and sucking at her clit until she was writhing beneath me, moaning and gasping for more.
And then I was inside her, my hard cock sliding into her wet heat as she screamed with pleasure. I pounded into her, hard and fast, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. She begged me for more, her nails digging into my back as she thrust her hips up to meet mine.
But it wasn’t enough. I wanted more, needed more. I pulled out of her pussy and spread her ass cheeks apart, my cock throbbing at the sight of her tight, virgin hole. She protested at first, but I shushed her, promising her it would feel good.
And it did. As I pushed my cock into her ass, slow and steady, she moaned and wr writhed beneath me, her body stretching to accommodate my size. I felt her relax, felt her body melt around me as I began to thrust, my balls slapping against her ass with each stroke.
She came hard, her pussy clamping down on my fingers as I fingered her clit, her ass milking my cock with each contraction. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and with a final, deep thrust, I came, my cock pulsing as I filled her ass with my hot, sticky seed.
We collapsed onto the bed, exhausted and satisfied, our bodies tangled together in a sweaty mess. As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t help but smile, knowing that this was a Halloween to remember.
The next morning, we woke up, went out for breakfast, had sex one more time and parted ways. We tried to stay friends but realized we weren’t prepared for anything after that mind-blowing night. We both knew that we could never recapture that magic again and call it a wrap on everything. We exchanged numbers but never contacted each other again. We just had to chalk it up as a wild and fantastic one night stand and move on with our lives. Nevertheless, a part of me will always remember the wild girl dressed as a naughty nurse at a Halloween party who fucked me so hard I saw stars in her eyes.
