“How’s your dad doing?”
“I found him someone that keeps him satisfied.”
“That’s very… sex positive of you.”
“He’s just like you. He needed it even if he wouldn’t admit it at first.”
Mr. G put his drink down. “I find plenty of women to keep me satisfied.”
She reached out and curled her fingers through his chest hair. “Is that so? Usually people don’t dress up when they leave the bowl out. Someone else on their way over?”
“Actually I think she just left. Must’ve gotten scared off by the competition.”
She laughed. “I don’t think it’s much of a competition.” She patted the bulge in his pants. “You give your intentions away.”
Her thick-soled black boots clanked loudly as she turned to walk away from him. Walking up to the back of his couch, she bent over and placed her forearms on the back of the couch. “Do you think it looks bad that I don’t have a tail?”
She started scrolling Instagram as she waited for him. Marge had already posted a picture of herself in her angel costume with the caption “so excited for tonight”. Caitlin liked it, the outfit was cute. It was revealing for what Marge normally wears: a relatively short skirt but longer than Caitlin’s shorts and a strapless white shirt that still covered her stomach. Caitlin would’ve been in a tube top and mini skirt had she been an angel.
Caitlin spoke when she finally felt his hand on her hip. “So about that test grade?”
“I’m so sorry, I must have accidentally switched the digits. 38 and 83 are very different grades.”
“I think you meant 100.”
“100’s are more suspicious.”
Caitlin stood up and took a step away from him. “Sorry, but if we’re going to do it then you really have to make it worth it.”
He grabbed her hand before it was out of reach. “Fine, fine, fine. 100. Now give me a piece of that tail.”
She spun to face him as he pulled her towards him. She tilted her head up to look as him as he planted a deep passionate kiss on her lips. His hands were all over her ass and in moments her shorts were pulled off her bubble butt.
She grabbed his shirt and ripped it all the way off. Two buttons went flying across the room. She then fiddled with his belt, but the toy gun instead of his pants fell to the ground when she got it undone. “I’m not used to men’s outfits being this complicated.”
He chuckled as he undid the other belt. Once his pants were down he grabbed her legs just below her bubble butt and lifted. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he sat her on the back of the couch. A moment later he slid her shorts down to her boots. She spread her knees as wide as they would go as he shuffled stepped his dick towards her.
She moaned loudly for him as his dick entered her pussy. “Oh you’re so big. Something else you have in common with my daddy.” Mr. G stopped pumping and loosened his grip on her. “Oh don’t stop. Fuck me daddy.”
He resumed pumping, but wasn’t enthusiastic enough, so Caitlin pushed her body towards him. Unfortunately her ass slipped off the edge of the couch causing her to fall forward. His arms shot out and tried to catch her, but he ended up just breaking her fall as he fell with her.
Caitlin still banged her knee, but didn’t let that pain slow her down. Moving was awkward as her boots and shorts kept her ankles bonded together. She climbed over him and lowered herself onto his still erect dick.
He laid still, watching mesmerized as she took complete control. Her body danced and moved like she was riding a bull in a rodeo. Her eyes seemed focused on some distant point. Her lacy bunny ears were askew but still on her head. Her black sports bra still firmly held her B-cup breasts in place. Her stomach muscles flexed and moved like a turbulent ocean. Her small deep navel was a whirlpool in the center of that ocean.
She was in such a daze that she didn’t immediately notice when he came. She was staring at some distant point as she continued to robotically rock on his cock. He rubbed his hands up and down her bare chest and then up to her firms tits to keep himself hard.
She snapped out of her trance when he pulled her down for a kiss. She turned away so that his lips pressed against her cheek. He wasn’t discouraged, but soon she raised herself off his cock. “I should get going to my party.”
“Come on, one more trick before you go.”
She sighed as she kicked off her boots. “Alright, but make it quick. You’re not my only dance card tonight.” She laid on her back with her legs spread and her eyes closed.
He placed his hand on her knee and slid it along her smooth leg. She was completely hairless from the neck down and every inch of her was tanned beautifully. His thumb lined the lips of her pussy while his fingers reached underneath and grabbed that ass meat. “Flip over, we’ll fuck how rabbits do it.”
He rubbed himself as he watched her silently comply. She flipped over on her elbows and knees so that her ass was presented before him. His hand rubbed her ass before he brought his hips up to hers. His dick easily slid into her wet pussy.
His hand rubbed up and down her spine. Her back was cold, a stark contrast to the warmth his dick felt between her legs. His hand found its way back to her ass where his thumb curiously circled her asshole. He pressed against it and she moaned. He realized that was her first moan of the night.
He moved his index finger to the hole and pressed deeper. She gasped loudly. He smirked at having knocked her out of her trance. His hips picked up rhythm as he pounded her pussy. Her pussy was significantly wetter now that his finger was in till the second knuckle.
He pulled his finger and dick out of her when he felt himself getting close to cumming a second time. Grabbing her on the hips he lined his dick with her asshole. It was dripping her with her juices, but he pressed slowly as he inserted his dick into her ass. She groaned and grunted, but said no words to him. Her asshole was so much tighter than her pussy so he kept his motions slow so as not to hurt her.
He pulled out again when he once again felt himself getting close to cumming. He stroked his dick vigorously, his hand gliding easily along the surface thanks to all of her wonderful juices. He aimed to cum right on the top of her ass to give her a white tail to finish the bunny look, but the initial spirt shot all the way across her back.
She walked over to his bathroom to clean herself up while he rummaged through her stuff. She didn’t have much to go through but he wanted her black panties for his collection. She didn’t say anything to him when she returned to find her panties gone. Wearing only a sports bra, she casually walked without shame over to his kitchen where she grabbed a dish towel off the stove. She used it to make sure both of her holes were as dry as can be.
Once done she casually discarded it on his counter and walked over to get dressed. He was mesmerized by her confidence. “You’re welcome to visit any time you like.”
“When’s the next test?”
“Probably not for another month.”
“I might swing by then just to make sure I’m prepared.”