One shot. Smutty. Had a devastating day and needed something to make the pain go away. Let me know if it's any good.
FAKE DATE
Looking at myself in the mirror, I try to look the part. Hale Santiago, my colleague and friend, needed a fake girlfriend. And I was dumb enough to say ok.
All week he's been badgering me. "I'd do it for you" he kept saying, but he knows it would never work since I'm strictly into women. But here I am, in this ridiculous costume, for my date to arrive.
Actually, my Halloween costume as The Joker is spot on. My long blonde hair, teased to perfection and sporting green highlights from the top. The white powder and smearing my red lipstick, giving me that 'psycho' look is just icing on the cake.
I decided to keep the traditional Joker look, but put some of my attributes to better use. Black high heels, tight dark purple leather pants, fitted purple button up, and green leather vest to top it off.
Simply put? Lauren Lewis is looking good.
Rolling up my sleeves I hear a knock on my door. "Who is it?" I ask.
Through the door, I hear a muffled, "na na na na na Batman!"
Laughing, I pull the door open to see Hale. I have to admit, he too looks good. If you didn't know us, you'd think we were really dating.
"Wow Doc! You really outdone yourself! Heads will definitely be turning tonight once they see your fine ass walk through the door." He gushes.
Looking at him I know he's nervous. He wouldn't have begged me to go if it wasn't important. "You don't look so bad yourself! So, before we head out, what should I know about being your girlfriend?"
Shaking his head, "Lauren, you agreeing is more than enough. Just be yourself. You're charming all on your own, but just remember that I'm your man for the night."
Laughing, because we both know if I drink too much, after hours Lauren comes out. And she's frisky.
"Don't worry Hale, I'll be good and try not to embarrass you. I'll be on my best behavior in front of your buddies. Can I ask you a question though?"
"Shoot."
"Why does having a girlfriend a requirement? I mean, they're your friends." I ask just because Hale is a great guy. Loyal, smart, funny, and a doctor nonetheless.
Messing with his cape, "I just hate the teasing. I'm not good at the dating thing. I just want to have fun. And with you as my date, but more importantly my friend, I'll have fun. And having you as my date will surely make them jealous!"
Smiling, I reach out and link our arms together, "Well then, let's get this party started!"
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Arriving at the house, I see a variety or costumes. Everything from cops, to zombies, to slutty nurses. It's kind of overwhelming to see how many people are already her.
As we enter the house, I feel the bass of music pulsing, matching the swirls of different colored lights. I feel Hale put his hand in my back building me through the crowd.
When we get to better lighting, I see buckets of beers in ice. Alongside, there are tons of bottles and a giant bowl of, what I'm assuming, is jungle juice.
"Let's get us a drink, then we can mingle. Sound good?" He asks.
"Anything, except the jungle juice please." I smile. He winks at me, probably thinking I'd get wasted if I had some, but in reality, I'm paranoid of what is mixed in there. I'm not trying to get rufied. Better safe then sorry.
As the night goes on, and the alcohol flows through my system, we start to let loose. Meeting people left and right, I stay in character. His friends are nice, but all they do is stand in the kitchen.
"Hey babe?" I nudge my 'boyfriend' pulling him away slightly.
"I'm going to go dance for a minute. Burn off some of this energy." I smile and bat my eyelashes. He always folds when I do that.
"Ok, but if I see anyone putting hands on my girl, I'm going to put a beating down." He says seriously. He looks towards the dancing area.
"I'll be good, I'm armed, and very toned." I wink at him and flex my arms as I walk away.
"And drunk!" He hollers. But gives me a thumbs up. Finally free from the guys, I begin to let loose.
With my red cup of red bull and vodka, I make my way to the center of the dance floor. Swaying my hips back and forth, I close my eyes and get lost in the beat of the music.
I feel other people surrounding me, but it's just dancing. I'm happy that Hale knows most of the people here and has set his claim on me, so no unwanted hands try anything.
Hearing a rowdy bunch towards the door, I open my eyes and see a sight for sore eyes.
A beautiful brunette, dressed in a red tight spandex morph suit. Her face is painted and my breath catches when I realize her costume.
Harley Quinn.
Being the gentle stalker I am, I continue my dance, taking in the sight as I do. Seeing her make her way into the kitchen, I pound the rest of my drink and follow after.
Walking in, I notice Hale talking to her and some straggly looking guys in jeans and a mask. Confused at his costume, I finally see the Bane mask in his hand.
"Oh Lauren!" I see Hale flagging me down. I see the 'Harley' and 'Bane' turn to look at me. This should be fun.
Hale swings an arm around my waist, "Dyson, this is my girl Lauren. Lauren, this is Dyson and...?" He waits for her to respond. Honestly, I'm on the edge of my seat too.
"Nice to meet you guys, I'm Bo." She nods to Hale and reaches for my hand. Smiling wide, I grasp her hand.
Her hands are so soft and her smile is welcoming. I feel Hale nudge me, no doubt noticing my ogling.
"Sorry," I pull away my hand, "Alcohol brings out my touchy-feely side." I blush at her now staring at me. I open my mouth to backtrack, but I instead slam it shut and turn on a dime.
I hear her giggle at my retreat to the bar. I try to shake the fog from my mind, but wow! Bo is causing my body to respond in a way I haven't felt in some time.
Mixing my drink, I turn to look back at them. I take a bigger sip than I intended to when I see Dyson place his arm around Bo's shoulder. Damn.
Oh well, at least the night is young and the drinks are free! So instead of dwelling on the brunette being taken, I decide to go back to the dance floor.
Taking purchase in the middle of the flowing bodies, I let loose. Again. Hopefully without any more pleasant distractions.
Well that was a fleeting thought as I feel two hands take hold of my hips. I'm about to expertly extract my body from, what I assume is a drunken frat boy, when I feel the press of a female form against my back.
Moving to the music, I place my hands on the mystery dancer's and lace our fingers together. We end up doing a sensual grind, just enjoying the feel of our bodies moving as one.
"Wow! You guys look great! Can I get a photo?" An excited party goer jumps in from of us. Confused, I turn to see who my dancing partner is.
"Bo!" I screech alarmed. She just smiles and reaches an arm around my waist and pulls us together.
"Come on Joker, the lady wants a photo." She whispers in my ear. I shiver when I feel her lips graze the shell of my ear.
Snapping a few photos, "Thanks guys!" And she's gone.
"She's right you know. We really do look good." Bo says as she grabs my cup and takes a sip. Even through her exaggerated black makeup, I can see how truly gorgeous this woman is.
Smiling at her boldness, I offer her my hand to continue dancing. Seeing her return the smile, my confidence returns. I place my hands on her waist, while she wraps hers around my neck.
The song picks up pace and so does the energy between us. She gives me a smirk and turns her back to me. The feel of her ass grinding hard and fast into me causes me to moan.
My hands start to wander on their own accord. Raking my nails up her thighs, i lean in close to her ear, "You must really like this song." I joke.
She turns back around with a wicked smile. "Come on, I need a drink." She says as she laces our fingers together and drags me away from the dance floor.
I'm too busy staring at her ass to notice where we are headed until I feel my back hit a wall and her lips pressed against mine.
My hands tangle in her hair, holding her steady as we devour each other's mouths. Her hands are on my ass pulling me impossibly closer.
After a few minutes she pulls back with a "Whoa" and then a panicked, "Oh shit! I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me!"
"Never apologize for doing that! That was amazing and so fucking sexy!" I growl and kiss her again making her knees go weak.
"Wait, wait," she pulls back again, much to my dismay, "You have a boyfriend." She says sadly.
Unable to control it, I let out a hearty laugh. When I look at the pissed off look she has, I bite my lip. "Can I let you in on a small secret?" I ask.
I brush some hair behind her ear, "Hale is not my boyfriend."
She raises an eyebrow, "But I thought..." I place a small kiss to her lips silencing her.
"He needed a fake girlfriend to impress his friends. Apparently he thought it could be me." I shrug my shoulders.
"So if I asked if you wanted to get out of here?" Bo asks fixing my already smeared makeup.
"It depends, is 'Bane' your boyfriend?" I ask.
"Hahahahaha! Hell no! He asked me to be his date tonight, yes. But it's only because I'm a sucker for Halloween parties!" She laughs hard.
Smiling wide, "Let's get out here!" I find Hale rather quickly and let him know the situation. He just laughs at me and tells me to have fun.
I see Bo wave at me and jingle her keys in the air. The party is on the move.
We take long strides around the corner, where I spot a yellow muscle car. "Nice car." I comment.
Opening the door for me, "Yeah, umm he's old but it gets me places."
"Ha, your car is male?" I ask, just because classic cars like these are almost always a 'she'.
She chuckles, "Well, when I get to about 60Mph, I always feel something poking me in the back. Just like a man, really." She shuts my door and runs to the driver side.
Biting my lip at how playful she is, I wait until she shuts her door before I pounce.
I pull her into a kiss. It's not as hard as our previous ones, but it's just as passionate. "Jesus! You are so hot!" She says as she kisses down my neck. "I don't think I can drive anywhere with you so close to me but not touching."
"Mmm, maybe I can help with that?" I ask. I pull away and unbutton most of my shirt. I see her eyes grow dark when she notices my see through bra.
I then reach over to the back of her neck and unzip her morph suit down. It zips slowly down her bare back all the way down to the top of her ass.
She's gripping the steering wheel, her knuckles turning white, as I run my fingertips down her smooth skin.
"My place is about 10 minutes away. Can you wait it out until then? I promise it'll be worth your while. I'll be worth your while." I say as I lean over and tease the top of the costume, pulling the material over her shoulder. Pressing a few kisses there, I look at her with desire.
She redirects my mouth to hers then pulls away to bite my chin, playfully. "Oh I know you will!"
The way she was driving, the drive only took about 4 minutes. Thankfully the streets were practically empty or I'm not sure we'd even make it.
When we exit the car, I kick off my heels and hand them to her. She looks so confused but takes them. All I hear is a small yelp as I throw her over my shoulder and take her inside.
Giggling the whole way as I smack her ass, we make it inside, where I dump her on the couch. She seems to like my take charge attitude because I can see how wet she is through her costume.
Leaning down as I kiss her, I rub where she needs me the most. "Fuuuck me!" She moans loudly.
I pull back slightly, teasing her lips. "So you want me to fuck you?" I take my best off and rip the remaining buttons on my shirt, before unclasping my bra.
Standing only in my leather pants, I begin to run myself. I'm so hot and bothered, and the look on her face only spurs me on more.
She finally stands and takes over my movements. Her hands move lower and lower until she reaches my pants. Her hands tease the top of my mound, "Are you going to fuck me hard?"
The question catches me off guard, even knowing I started it. She pulls the costume completely off her body and jumps onto me. I hold her naked body tight against me as she locks her legs around me.
Walking through my room, I head straight into my bathroom. I set her down on the counter, before starting the shower. I lock eyes with her and take off the rest of my clothing.
Seeing the unbridled desire in her eyes makes me squirm. "After you." I say to Bo, holding the glass door open.
While she steps in to check the temperature, I reach under the sink for the perfect item for her.
Securing the harness in record time, I follow her under the spray. I press my front to her back and hold her close. Grazing my teeth against her neck I mumble how good she tastes.
When she pushes back into me, the tip of the strap on brushes against her ass. Hearing her moan, I push it against her again for fun.
Turning her to face me, I kiss her slowly. Just because I can be adventurous in bed, doesn't mean I'm an inconsiderate lover. I want her to be ready and willing for anything.
"You feel so good, Lauren. I need to feel all of you, please." She begs.
"Patience." I whisper against her luscious mouth. I travel down her body, mapping it out with my mouth and hands until I'm on my knees.
Looking up at her, I see her holding the hand rail and the door handle. Apparently I'm taking too long admiring her body because next thing I know, she's grabbing my hair and shoves my face into her wet and aching pussy.
The first taste has me moaning into her wet heat. "Oh god!" I mumble into her. Hearing her grunts and moans only make we work harder. Working her clit and entering her with my tongue has her coming into my mouth in minutes.
She releases my hair but gently guides me to stand while she starts to kiss me. Our makeup is completely gone thanks to the water. Seeing her so natural make the butterflies in my stomach flutter uncontrollable. "That tongue of yours in very talented." She says after a beat.
Turning off the water, I once again hoist her up and walk her to my bed, both us of dripping wet.
"Easy Lauren, a girl could get use to this kind of treatment. What are you some professional body builder? My god you're so strong!" She giggles but I can tell how turned on she is by it.
"Nope, definitely not that." I tell her with a smile. Laying her on the bed, she pulls me close and starts rubbing the strap on with enthusiasm.
Biting her lip, her eyes are staring at the phallus. "Too much?" I genuinely ask.
Adjusting her position on the bed so she's on her knees, she kisses my chest, neck, and finally lips. "Nothing I can't handle. Now please, I'm pretty sure you made a promise to... What was it...? Oh yeah, to fuck me!" She growls loudly while biting my lip hard.
Breaking the kiss, I grab her hips and flip her over face down. "Mmm baby!" She screams excitedly.
Still holding her hips, I urge her further on the bed and crawl behind her. Once she grabs the headboard, she turns and looks and me over her shoulder. She's been so patient, I'd hate to keep her waiting any longer.
Grabbing the head on the strap on, I tease her entry. She's so wet and swollen, I clench my own in response.
"Ahhhh!" She groan as I enter her slowly, but I push it until it's to the hilt. I feel her sweet juices run against me. It's not a huge phallus but I'm sure she's feeling it stretch her out.
Squeezing her ass as she adjusts to the size, I finally feel her start to move against me. She's taking it slow, but I know what she really wants.
Resting one hand on her hip, I slowly guide the other to grasp her shoulder with the other. "Hang on." I say to myself as I thrust hard into her.
Thrust after thrust, I pound into her tight frame. She's screaming and grunting for more and I happily oblige.
A part of me is feeling guilty, taking her in this position, but the sounds she makes are the reasons I keep going.
Seeing that she's close to her orgasm, I pull out of her. She wines and tries to pull me back inside, but I flip her to face me. "I want to see you come." I say when I kiss her, pouring every feeling into it.
Slipping back inside her, I see her smile up at me. "You're so beautiful, Bo." Comes tumbling out of my mouth. And it's true. I don't know anything about her, but seeing her like this, completely open for me, makes me want to never let her go.
"I'm so close! Please baby, I want to see you too!" She gasps for air with every word and wraps her legs tightly around my hips. The push and pull of the harness is sending closer and closer, her legs pulling me deeper each time. When she finally comes, yelling out my name, I follow her into the sweet bliss.
Collapsing on top of her soaked body, she kisses my neck, "Wow, Lauren. That was incredible. You really know what you're doing with that thing!" We both giggle at the silliness of it.
"One word. Epic!" I say looking into her eyes. We just stay there in bed after that. Still on top of her, still inside her, but we just lay there.
The look on her face makes me gain some courage. "Will you have dinner with me?" I ask out of the blue. I blush at my spontaneous question, but it's the truth. I want to have dinner with her.
She looks at me with shining eyes, "You'd want to go out? With me?" She asks slightly confused.
"Yes? Is that so hard to believe?"
She pulls me into a soft kiss, "I'd love to, but let's get some sleep? I'm exhausted."
"Asking as you stay. I'd really like to hold you tonight, if that's alright with you?" I ask shyly as I pull the strap on out of her and drop it to the floor.
"You're adorable, and yes. That sounds perfect." She rests her head on my chest while I hold her tight against me. I grab the blanket and covers us up, "Such a romantic." She mumbles as we both fall asleep.