"Are you almost ready Chantelle?" Justin calls to me impatiently. Though I can tell from his tone that he is trying to mask his irritation.

"In a minute!" I reply, straightening my skirt.

We're on our way to a costume party in honor of Halloween, but I haven't revealed to him what I'm going as, despite the fact he's been asking me relentlessly for over a week.

I survey myself in the mirror, pleased with how my costume has come together. I'm dressed in a red and black plaid skirt and a white button up shirt. A skinny cranberry colored tie hangs loosely around my neck. Sheer white knee socks incase my legs, leading to a pair of red heels, and my hair is pulled neatly into two high pigtails. I am a naughty school girl. He will most certainly love it.

I swing open our bedroom door and emerge with a sexy smile. His eyes run over me slowly for a moment before he whispers, "Forget the party, we're staying home."

He moves to take me in his arms, but I dodge him and laugh, "Let's go J."

He looks sexy as hell in his dark pin stripe suit. And with the fedora that rests on his head, and prop Tommy gun held in his hand he fits the bill of a 1920's bank robber incredibly well.

He gives in a turns to leave. Watching him walk away in his familiar slow, relaxed gait I want to stay and let him take me right there in the hallway, but a night of prolonged sexual tension and anticipation will make for an amazing night when we return. So I follow him and say nothing to hint at the fact that I want him too.

He runs his hands up my thigh as we settle in the car, licking his lips in frustration...but pulls out of the garage anyway.

An hour later, after mingling around the party we find each other alone in our host's spacious kitchen. He immediately presses me against the counter. His hand slips up my skirt to toy with me through the simple white cotton bikini cuts I am wearing. My clit begins to ache with need the moment he touches it.

"Wait until I get you home Chantelle..." He whispers into my ear. A soft moan escapes me as my eyes drift closed.
He slips past the cotton and dips his finger into my already wet pussy. "I'm going to tear you apart."

I can feel his cock, now swollen and rock hard pressed against my hip as he teases me and I long for him to lift me onto the counter and slip it inside. But there are people milling everywhere throughout the house and I know this is impossible.

He works his warm tongue into my mouth, driving me crazy with the tip of it and then walks away, leaving me breathless with desire.

I return to the living room after collecting myself to find him talking with our friend who is throwing the party, seemingly deep in conversation. But he slides his eyes over to meet my own every few second, reminding me of how badly he wants me.

I can take it no longer and head in his direction. "Justin, I know it's early, but I'm not feeling well...do you think we could go?"

He looks at me with concern, "Sure baby, are you alright?" He knows what I'm doing but plays his part perfectly.

"I just think I need to lay down."

He nods and turns to our host, "Sorry man, you don't mind do you?"

He shakes his head, "No! Not at all...get her home. Get some rest Chantelle."

We say our goodbyes to the rest of the guests and head out.
The moment we slide into the car I'm on him...stroking his hardening cock through the fabric of his suit. He welcomes my touch and pulls me in with a quiet moan.

I pull his beautiful cock free and relish the warmth of it against my skin as I stroke it.

"Lift your skirt." He demands, pulling away from the curb.

I obey and he reaches over with little trouble to play with my clit lightly through my panties. I lean down and suck gently on the soft tip of his dick, still pumping my fist up and down his shaft.

But I soon stop all together, as does he, wanting to wait until we are home and can properly enjoy each other.

By the time we reach our driveway I am so hot it is bordering on agony. He cuts the engine and climbs out. I watch him round the car to open my door, in awe of how exquisitely regal and sexy he looks in his suit and fedora.

He opens my door, and the minute my feet hit the ground he scoops me into his arms. I wrap my legs around him, causing my skirt to ride up my thighs and cover his lips and neck with desperate kisses. This continues until at last we are in our bedroom.

He returns me to me feet gently and then stretches out on the bed, his hat and suit still in place, Tommy gun resting on the bed beside him.

"Turn around for me." He tells me with a little twist of his pointer finger.

I do... with a coy smile playing on my lips.

"Now your shirt...slowly."

Again, I do as I'm told, revealing a matching white push up bra. The tie remains messily secured around my neck and I start to remove it.

He stops me, "Leave it on. Those too..." He indicates my skirt, stockings and heels.

I make my way to the bed and he reaches out to run his hand along my thigh, just as he had earlier.

Then he gives me a smoldering look and whispers, "Put your pussy in my face Chantelle.

I climb onto the bed and straddle his face, his plump lips waiting just inches away from me as he settles back.
I look down to see him smile, "You naughty girl..." he scolds me like the school girl I am dressed as.

I pull my panties to the side bringing myself closer to his soft lips. His hands move to my hips as his tongue slips out and begins to gently lick my clit with delicate flicks.
I spread my lips apart, giving him complete access to all of me...and soon I am riding his mouth fiercely as he sucks and circles with his wet tongue.

I moan with intense pleasure as he devours me. His hands have abandoned my hips and moved to pinch and tweak my pert nipples...and before I know it, I'm cumming. Screaming and grinding against his face as cum drips from me and into his mouth.

I pull him to stand beside the bed when my orgasm fades and desperately tug his massive erection free.
The moment it greets me I slide it into my mouth, wrapping my lips it tightly as is pulses rapidly against my tongue.
I pump my mouth along quickly, drawing him in deeply while cupping his heavy balls in my hand.

"Oh you're a very bad girl tonight aren't you?" He moans as he wraps his fists around my pigtails, guiding me into an even faster pace.
"You should be punished for being such a dirty little thing. Good school girls don't suck cock."

My cunt swells and aches anew as he reprimands his little slut in uniform, so I slip him out of my mouth and purr, "You're right...I've been a bad girl. I guess I'll have to take whats coming to me."

A low growl of lust rumbles through him...he is obviously pleased that I am willing to play this little game.

He sits down on the bed and pulls me close by my tie. His dick presses firmly against my slick pussy. I slide back and forth slowly as he flicks his tongue over my nipples... holding me tightly by my pigtails.

The friction of his pulsing cock against my hardened clit is perfection, and my heart quickens with another climax that is quickly approaching. I sigh his name and grind against him harder.
But his strong hands release my hair and return to my hips, stopping my body's movement completely.

I whine and writhe frantically, trying to work from his strong grip, but his teeth clench down on my right nipple, furthering my lack of control.

"Please..." I beg softly.

"Please what?" his words tingle across my breasts.

"I want to cum Justin..." my voice is a quaking whisper.

"You just did." He reminds me.

"Again!" I snap..."I want to cum again."

He rises gently, brushing the hard length of him to my clit. I cry out with pleasure and the urgent need for more.

"Tell me naughty girl," he reaches up and tugs a pigtail, "Do you like my cock?" He is teasing me relentlessly. I love it and hate it all at once.

"I'd like to hear you say it." He adds. There is a slight rasp to his tone...revealing how badly he wants me, telling me he is struggling to remain controlled. "Say it. Say you love my cock."

I moan again, louder this time, as he slides against me again, just once, before stilling himself.

"I love your cock Justin..." the words ride out on yet another passion filled sigh. "I fucking love your cock...please give it to me. Give me your cock..."

I am licking his lips hungrily as I speak, and I can taste myself and his need for me on them.

He slips the tie off of my neck, pumping his rod against again for mere seconds.

"On your hands and knees Chantelle, facing the headboard." He tells me in a firm tone.

I do as I'm told, my body on fire with the excitement of finally being filled with him.

He pushes my face down tenderly into the soft goose down comforter that covers our bed, my ass still high in the air on display for him. Then sets about securing my wrists to the headboard with the tie.
When he is confident that I'm not going anywhere he moves behind me. The soft fabric of the suit jacket that still adorns him brushes against the bare skin that he has unveiled by lifting my skirt.

He pulls my panties down around my ankles and then moans, "Jesus Chantelle...you look so fucking hot."

I sigh with content at his praise and brace myself for whatever will come next.

He brings his silky fingers to me and begins petting with strokes that are far too gentle. I arch my back, jutting my round ass up higher....wanting more.

He places two fingers inside me easily, working them in and out slowly while I moan beneath him.

I bury my face in the comforter, biting down on it as he draws his mouth to me, circling the opening just past my lips. He sighs with pleasure as he tastes me.

He returns his fingers to the warmth of my soaked pussy and moves the tip of his tongue with soft teasing flicks against my ass. Lapping the tiny entrance there as he fucks me harder with his fingers.

"Oh fuck..." I breathe into the bed, my hands fisting with the frustration of not being able to touch him.

"You like that don't you naughty girl..." he taunts between gentle sweeps of his tongue.

I press myself back closer to his mouth in response, "Don't stop."

He licks my most secret place faster. The speed of his fingers increasing as my soft erotic sounds gain in intensity.

But then, in a second he is gone. Moving up the bed for me to suck his cock. My head turns to the side to allow it to slip past my lips, my hands still bound in front of me.

"That's right," he groans. "You've been such a naughty girl...you'd better suck that dick right."

I moan with delight as he fucks my mouth deeply.

"Take it all like a good girl..." he praises as I happily accept him deeply into my throat.

I am racked with desire for him, and just when I think I can take no more, he pulls out of my mouth and resumes his position behind me, nudging my cunt with the head of his dick that is still slick from being buried in my mouth.

"Yes..." I cry. "I can't stand it anymore Justin! Fuck me!"

He laughs softly and lets the tip push into me slowly before pulling it back out again.

I shake with intense frustration as he slide his cock against me...taunting me...waiting for me to beg.

"Please!" The words bursts forth with a scream.

"Where do you want me to put it?" There is a maddening sense of satisfaction in his tone. "Here?" He taps it lightly against my ass.

"Yes! Fine! Anywhere...just fuck me Justin!" I've lost it. He loves nothing more than getting me to this point and he was very...very good at it.

But instead, he gives me what he knows I really want and fills my greedy pussy with the thick whole of his cock. Pushing into with strength that makes me scream with relief as stars explode in my eyes.

His left hand seeks out my clit, pinching and stroking it into a hard, twitching nub...while his right has found its way to my ass once more, circling the opening that remains slippery from his tongue a moment ago.

I flush and tingle with a feeling comparable to nothing I have ever felt before and mere seconds later, I am cumming again.
Orgasm after orgasm ripping through me violently as I curse and scream and all his name.
The walls of my cunt clench down on him viciously, milking the cum from him quickly as well.
Loud, insanely erotic and sexy cries steadily flow from him as he drives into me with a great final thrust, releasing into me, spilling his hot load into me. Warming me from the inside, until he collapses on top of me, both of us exhausted and content....my hands still held fast to the headboard.