House Party (Fangs)

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Thumping music swirled around the room filling every nook and cranny. Over the melodic beat only hazy drunken chatter could be heard. You were on the dance floor. In your mind, the song got louder. Or perhaps someone turned it up. The bass was now beating in sync with your heart. You liked this song.

Outside, Fangs hopped out of his truck and sighed. It was Friday night and his friends dragged him to this house party as a way of celebrating the end of summer. But Fangs wanted to be anywhere but here.

He walked towards the house with an unlit cigarette in his mouth. He scanned the room looking for a familiar face, looking for his friends, instead his eyes landed on you. A cheeky smile spread across his face. Maybe this party wasn't going to be as bad as he thought.

Pushing through the spinning bodies in the living room, Fangs found himself behind you. He wrapped his right arm around your waist, with his left hand he took the cigarette from his lips and pressed his face against yours. "Hey."

The music was blaring. Your hips swayed side to side. Fangs pressed his groin tightly against your behind and began to sway with you. You twirled in his arms and smiled. "Hey."

You tilted your head to the side still smiling at the young Serpent. Your fingers trailed down his shoulder wrapping gently around his neck. "Do you have what I asked for?" You said softly and through the blaring music Fangs could barely make out the words, but he knew exactly what you meant. "I told you I don't do that anymore." "Doesn't mean you didn't save any for yourself."

Fangs smirked and nodded his head. He took your hand and led you through the drunken teenagers towards the backyard. The two of you found a secluded location at the back of the garden, in between trees and bushes where no-one could see what you were doing.

You sat down on the dirty cold ground and exhaled. Fangs slouched down beside you, pulled out a joint and lit it then passed it to you. He watched as you took a long haul.

"Shit-." You coughed a little. "This is good stuff."

It was dark but lights from the glowing house still reached the two of you illuminating your illegal activity. 
You passed the joint to Fangs and watched as he inhaled the dusty smoke. You looked at each other and continued to smoke in silence.

You took the last puff and leaned your head against the bark of the tree. Fangs continued to look at you. He hoped he wasn't the only one to notice the growing heat between you with every second that passed. He shuffled in his place and pressed his shoulder against yours, his hardening cock began to make it difficult to concentrate. He only to wanted to do one thing.

So he leaned across and started to kiss you. His hot breath hit your skin only igniting the fire. You started to make out feverishly like the high school kids you were.

In one swift motion, Fangs helped you onto his lap.

You continued to kiss him as you reached down with your other hand and started undoing his jeans. You managed to push them down just a tiny bit and started to grope at his now almost fully hard cock through his boxer briefs.

Fangs trailed his hands down to grope your ass while you continued to make out. He started undoing your shorts as you continued to rub his length making a wet spot of precum start soaking through the grey fabric.

Fangs broke the kiss and picked you up by your armpits letting your shorts fall to the ground, discovering you weren't wearing underwear. He smiled to himself, the hunger for feeling your bare skin against his own growing with each moment.

He readjusted your position against the tree and spread your legs with his knee before slipping his hand in between to touch your now dripping sex. A moan escaped your lips but just as soon as his fingers ran down your pussy he removed them. A confused look spread across your face but Fangs just smiled.

He turned you around and bent you over so that your elbows were resting on the tree bark. He positioned himself at your entrance and started rubbing his cock all over your wet crotch. You began to squirm waiting impatiently for him to fill you up.

"Stop teasing me." You whispered, your voice shaky and desperate. "Fuck me alre-" Without warning Fangs slammed his entire length into you. He pulled out the only to push back in all the way to the hilt again. He started to pick up his thrusts until he settled into a good rhythm. His balls were slapping against your ass and loud wet sounds filled the cool night air.

His arms wrapped around you, he reached under your loose top and grabbed your tits. His fingers traced against your hard nipples before he squeezed them roughly. A hungry moan escaped your lips.

As one hand continued to play with your breasts, the other reached down and began to rub your clit in circles. He felt your pussy walls began to tremble and clench down on his dick that was steadily leaking precum inside of you.

"Fuck baby." He groaned as your pussy got tighter with each thrust. "Fuck I'm going to cum!" He began to furiously slam his hard dick into your drenched pussy. He knew he was only a few more thrusts away from emptying inside of you.

And just like that his cock erupted and jets of his hot seed coated the inside of your pussy. He pulled out suddenly, still dribbling cum and rock hard, pointing straight in the air. He couldn't believe how much semen was coming out of his dick.

It took the two of you a while to regain your strength, to compose yourself. You turned around to face the young Serpent and smiled. He instantly smiled back.

He pulled you in close and once again kissed your lips. This time more gently, tangling his fingers in your hair.

You broke the kiss and got dressed quickly. Fangs pulled out a cigarette and handed one to you. He lit them and started walking back to the party. You walked in complete silence before reaching the remainder of the crowd in the backyard.

You turned to face Fangs, blowing the cigarette smoke into the air.

"I knew I could count on you." You stated smiling at the Serpent. He smirked at your words. "You know I always have what you need."

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