Halloween
Halloween Night Natalia Brown Stone
“Draven we have to go….” I yelled down the hall to his room, which was really next door to mine. The black gogo boots came up to my thighs and made me at least 5 inches taller. I happen to love my gogo boots, but they really were cheap. I hated buying stuff from Payless. Not that they had bad shoes, just not the kind I liked to buy.
“Ahn, oh no Ma cher, Not going out in dis here get up!” Draven called from his room. Not liking the feel of the fabirc or the look.
I heard him say from the hall. I took a deep breath walking to his room. The skirt I had picked up was at midthigh and climbing with each step I took. Panty hose were useless in this outfit, plus whores didn’t wear them. I tried to pull the skirt down a little, but found it easier to leave it the hell alone. My top was a corset type, which boosted my rather large breast up and out. If I bent over to far they really would fall right out. Over the top I had a furry pink sweater, that didn’t hide anything.
“I don’t care what you say you are going and that is that.” I stood in his door way to watch as he ssaw me for the first time.
“Medre…” He cursed as he looked at me.
The next thing I know his lips are on my ruby ones I am wrapping my legs around his hips. His hand moved down my body then between us to find my hot core I groan into his mouth. Trying to push him away didn’t work so I wiggled feeling his hard cock rubbing my hot pussy. After a moment he pulled away and kissed my neck and down to the tops of my breast.
“I may be dressed like a whore, but I don’t want to be treated like one. Put me…” My words died out when he slipped two fingers into my wetness. It took me a few moments to stop grinding on his fingers to finish what I was saying. “Down, we are going to be late and I don’t want to hear my mother moan and complain.”
It took a lot for him to finally pull away from me, but he did. I had to laugh because he had my lipstick all over his lips. I leaned into him wiping the color off his lips. He caught my finger in his mouth I couldn’t help but moan at the warmth coming from him.
“As your pimp I should have some pleasure with you.” He laughed I couldn’t help but laugh with him.
We really did make a pair. Draven was wearing pants that were to large, but designer. A large shirt that hung down past his pants they made him look like he had gotten into his dads clothes. I had told him he didn’t have to dress like that, but he wanted to go with the gangsta pimp. I would rather have him dressed in a nice designer suit.
“I tried to tell you that this would look ridiculous on you. A designer suit would look much better.” I put my hands on his chest and gave him a slight push. He moved back a step giving me a smile.
“Ahn, wanted ta look unlike myself. Dis here outfit does da trick.” I nodded moving out of the room. “I am leaving with or without you in ten mins.”
In the kitchen I grabbed a drink and looked around for a snack. I know my mother will have a large menu of food I don’t have to worry too much about food. So I went with a snack of…well there wasn’t really anything in the fridge. Without a snack I moved toward the door and waited for my pimp. I jangled my keys in my hand trying to get him to hurry up. When he appeared in the hall a few moments later my jaw hit the floor. Draven had decided to go with the high roller pimp instead. The suit hugged him like it had been made for him and by the way I know this because I have most of my stuff made for me. I was rather sure I was drooling on the floor.
“Umm….I…Ummm…” To tell the truth I almost went to my knees and sucked him off right there. He really did have that effect on me, it didn’t happen right off. I had always had an urge to taste him, to be near him. I was like a dog in heat
“Close your mouth Ma cher.” Draven said with a evil smile on his face.
I did as I was told, closed my mouth. It took me a few moments to gather my thoughts and move toward the door with my over large bag. Out the door we went and to my death. I don’t really know what happened to us. We made it to the car which then went to the hotel my mother always rented out for her big party. It was nice to be well off enough to throw parties like this. Parking was always a bitch in DC so I knew that I would have to walk a few blocks to the hotel. I wasn’t worried because I had my big bad Cajun with me. Man was I so wrong, even with him with me I would still die. The drive went up 16th street NW then started to turn toward the hotel on M st NW. The road was blocked so he had to keep going up 16th street.
“When did you get that suit? I know its designer.” I asked still undressing him with my eyes,
“Ma cher I can’t give all my secrets away.” he said with a chuckle.
I gave him the look; you know the one that all women have. That tells the guy they are full of shit and should really stop trying to be something they aren’t. Like smart. The drive let us out two blocks up from M St NW. It was then that it happened. We had to walk to the hotel from there. Not too sure how it happened or how far we got to the hotel. Just that something bit into my thigh and I was meeting the ground. I thought I had the impression of arms holding me, but then just the cold. I could feel nothing but the cold night air…then the cold metal of a van. At this point I was lost; I had no thoughts in my mind. Just the darkness…