Caminah Smuts

Masks and Sombreros

Dinah only makes it about two feet into the apartment before she almost trips over a bag sitting right in front of the door. She's able to catch herself before she topples over, but it doesn't stop her from yelling out for her fiancé in frustration. She rolls her eyes when she's met with nothing but the sound of the shower running, and instead just closes the door and picks up the bag, not at all surprised to find an assortment of Halloween masks inside.

Halloween is Camila's favorite holiday, and she's been bugging Dinah for weeks to agree to come to the big party they're throwing on campus, but the blonde has her last midterm late the following day, and wants to stay in and study for it. It's not an excuse Camila deems acceptable, and she's seemed to have made it for mission to convince Dinah to come.

"Good luck, honey," Dinah mumbles to herself with a small smile, placing the bag back on the floor and slipping off her shoes before moving further into their shared apartment. She slips off her light jacket and makes herself comfortable on the couch, pulling out her psychology textbook to study for her upcoming midterm.

She makes it about two pages before Camila's obnoxious, purposely off-key singing starts, and she groans in frustration. Usually Dinah finds it all kinds of adorable and dorky, but right now it's making it impossible for her to concentrate, so she opts for popping in her ear buds and turning on some soothing music to drown the sound out.

Once she's completely settled, she gets lost in her reading, neither hearing the shower turn off nor Camila calling her name. She doesn't even notice when her fiancé walks through the room stark naked, a mischievous smirk on her face as she tip toes across the hardwood floor towards the front door.

It isn't until she's hit in the head with a throw pillow that she snaps out of it, her textbook falling to her lap as her head snaps up, ripping the buds out of her ears. "What the-?" The words die in throat when she catches sight of Camila standing completely naked in front of her, save for the cow mask over her face.

"Are you in the moooooood?" Camila asks in a funny voice that Dinah is assuming is supposed to sound like a cow, her goofy smile hidden behind the animal face.

Dinah fights the grin threatening to form. "Camila, come on, I'm trying to study."

Not deterred in the slightest, Camila pulls a fake gun out of the bag and spins it around on her finger before pointing it at the blonde. "I promise I won't be shooting blanks."

"Why would a cow have a gun?" Dinah teases, not being able to resist playing along a little bit. She did study all afternoon in the library so it wouldn't kill her to take a break. Besides, she's never been able to resist a naked Camila, especially not when she's being the massive dork only she ever gets the privilege of seeing.

Seeing she's starting to have an effect, Camila quickly pulls off the cow mask and replaces it with a bird mask, a big yellow beak sticking out. "Look at the size of this pecker," she jokes, squeezing the long nose.

Dinah's not looking at the mask, though, her brown eyes have traveled downward to admire the massive cock hanging between Camila's legs. "I wanna do more than look," she admits, her tongue peaking out to wet her lips.

Camila's dick twitches under the blonde's gaze, her eyes wide behind the mask. She thought she'd have to work a little harder to charm Dinah into taking a break from studying to fool around. "Is that so?" Hoping to drive it home, she loses the bird mask and pulls out the sombrero, placing it on her head with a smug smirk. "You wanna suck on a Cuban for a while?"