Bunny Love
Posted by DiF on Sunday, August 14, 2011 Under: Halloween
Title: Bunny Love
Characters: Pete Townshend, Cady Kersey, John Entwistle
Word Count: 806
Rating: NC-17 [sex]
Warnings/Spoilers/Summary: Keith Moon is holding a costume party. Pete takes Cady and...
October 1967
Slowly pulling on her fishnet tights, Cady glanced into the bathroom as Pete messed with his hair. She shook her head before turning away to find her black satin teddy. Wiggling into the iconic Playboy bunny lingerie, she instantly smiled as Pete stepped up behind her, kissed her shoulder, and helped her fasten the remaining hook-and-eyes on the back of the garment.
“You’re so sexy,” he breathed in her ear before kissing it.
She leaned back against him, “Thanks, love. Can you fasten my tail?”
His hand roamed over the tight curve of her ass, “I suppose so…”
“You just want to stay home instead of going to Keith’s party?”
“Perhaps…” his hands caressed over her hips and up her abdomen.
Cady pried his fingers from her body, “But I spent so much time getting this costume…”
“I can help you get out of it.”
She stepped away, “Fix my tail, Priapus. And take a few deep breaths. It’s time to go.”
“Do we have to?” he whined as he pinned her fluffy bunny tail at the base of her black corset.
“Yes. I don’t want your band to get mad at me because we didn’t go to Keith’s party.”
“They won’t be mad at you.”
She scoffed, “Of course they won’t. They’ll just mark it up as a reason to hold a grudge against me.”
Pete remained silent.
Cady kissed him quickly, “Come on, love. Let’s go over to Keith’s. At least make an appearance.”
Within an hour, Pete was soused. His hands kept wandering all over Cady, groping her and pulling her close. Peeling his hands off her body, she shimmied away from him. She slapped at his hands when he reached for her. Shaking her finger at him, Cady made her way to the bathroom. Keith’s costumed friends, glaring them down to keep them from touching her inappropriately, stopped her a few times.
Managing to get into the loo alone and maneuver her costume well enough to urinate, Cady stepped through the door a few moments later. Her blue eyes met eyes of similar shade and she smiled.
“ ‘Ello, love,” he grinned.
“Good evenin’, John,” she smiled. “Nice Frankenstein.”
“You’re not too bad yourself,” he quickly glanced her over.
“Don’t suppose I could get your assistance?”
“In what, love?”
“Getting Pete home.”
“Ah. Bit too much to drink?”
“Enough that I don’t feel comfortable with him driving. And I don’t know how so…”
He smirked, “Tonight is probably not the best night for me to be teaching you to drive.”
“But you will?”
“Perhaps.”
She rolled her eyes but kept smiling, “So you’ll help get us home?”
“Why don’t you just stay here at Keith’s?”
They both fell silent for a moment before bursting out laughing.
“Okay. Go find your… what’s Pete’s costume again?”
“He’s the Scarecrow from Wizard of Oz.”
“Why aren’t you Dorothy then?”
Cady shrugged, “We don’t have to match because we’re together. Do you and Alison match?”
“No.”
“My point proven.”
“Go find your boyfriend. I’ll meet you out front.”
Luckily, Pete had not drunk enough to brush off the promise of a blowjob if they went home and easily followed Cady out of the house. He tried to lead her to his car, but she tugged him in another direction. Thinking he was getting his reward before they got home, he eagerly followed. She read his thoughts, smirked, and pulled him into a secluded area in the garden. He groaned as she squatted before him and undid his pants.
With her eyes locked with his, Cady kissed his rapidly hardening cock. Her fingers wrapped around his girth, stroking him gently. Pete groaned as her lips fastened around his crown and began to suck while she continued rubbing him. Her fingers danced over his erection as her tongue swirled. He knew it would not be long at all.
Perhaps if her eyes had not remained up on him or maybe if they had not been in such a risqué location, he would not have orgasmed so quickly. However, within a few minutes, his cock sputtered in her mouth, causing Cady to cough slightly. She did not let any dribble out of her mouth, but rather swallowed most of it, only leaving a bit on her tongue to show Pete. He groaned again, instantly hardening again.
She tucked him back into his pants, stood up, and swallowed, before saying, “Let’s go home, Pete. And… fuck like bunnies.”
“Oh god,” he muttered, his fingers holding hers tightly.
Tugging him back towards the cars, her eyes found John leaning against his own car. Rather than led Pete directly over to his best mate, Cady stopped and kissed him deeply, letting him grope her publicly. Her teeth nibbled on his ear, making him groan.
“Happy Halloween, baby,” she whispered. “Let’s go home.”
Characters: Pete Townshend, Cady Kersey, John Entwistle
Word Count: 806
Rating: NC-17 [sex]
Warnings/Spoilers/Summary: Keith Moon is holding a costume party. Pete takes Cady and...
October 1967
Slowly pulling on her fishnet tights, Cady glanced into the bathroom as Pete messed with his hair. She shook her head before turning away to find her black satin teddy. Wiggling into the iconic Playboy bunny lingerie, she instantly smiled as Pete stepped up behind her, kissed her shoulder, and helped her fasten the remaining hook-and-eyes on the back of the garment.
“You’re so sexy,” he breathed in her ear before kissing it.
She leaned back against him, “Thanks, love. Can you fasten my tail?”
His hand roamed over the tight curve of her ass, “I suppose so…”
“You just want to stay home instead of going to Keith’s party?”
“Perhaps…” his hands caressed over her hips and up her abdomen.
Cady pried his fingers from her body, “But I spent so much time getting this costume…”
“I can help you get out of it.”
She stepped away, “Fix my tail, Priapus. And take a few deep breaths. It’s time to go.”
“Do we have to?” he whined as he pinned her fluffy bunny tail at the base of her black corset.
“Yes. I don’t want your band to get mad at me because we didn’t go to Keith’s party.”
“They won’t be mad at you.”
She scoffed, “Of course they won’t. They’ll just mark it up as a reason to hold a grudge against me.”
Pete remained silent.
Cady kissed him quickly, “Come on, love. Let’s go over to Keith’s. At least make an appearance.”
Within an hour, Pete was soused. His hands kept wandering all over Cady, groping her and pulling her close. Peeling his hands off her body, she shimmied away from him. She slapped at his hands when he reached for her. Shaking her finger at him, Cady made her way to the bathroom. Keith’s costumed friends, glaring them down to keep them from touching her inappropriately, stopped her a few times.
Managing to get into the loo alone and maneuver her costume well enough to urinate, Cady stepped through the door a few moments later. Her blue eyes met eyes of similar shade and she smiled.
“ ‘Ello, love,” he grinned.
“Good evenin’, John,” she smiled. “Nice Frankenstein.”
“You’re not too bad yourself,” he quickly glanced her over.
“Don’t suppose I could get your assistance?”
“In what, love?”
“Getting Pete home.”
“Ah. Bit too much to drink?”
“Enough that I don’t feel comfortable with him driving. And I don’t know how so…”
He smirked, “Tonight is probably not the best night for me to be teaching you to drive.”
“But you will?”
“Perhaps.”
She rolled her eyes but kept smiling, “So you’ll help get us home?”
“Why don’t you just stay here at Keith’s?”
They both fell silent for a moment before bursting out laughing.
“Okay. Go find your… what’s Pete’s costume again?”
“He’s the Scarecrow from Wizard of Oz.”
“Why aren’t you Dorothy then?”
Cady shrugged, “We don’t have to match because we’re together. Do you and Alison match?”
“No.”
“My point proven.”
“Go find your boyfriend. I’ll meet you out front.”
Luckily, Pete had not drunk enough to brush off the promise of a blowjob if they went home and easily followed Cady out of the house. He tried to lead her to his car, but she tugged him in another direction. Thinking he was getting his reward before they got home, he eagerly followed. She read his thoughts, smirked, and pulled him into a secluded area in the garden. He groaned as she squatted before him and undid his pants.
With her eyes locked with his, Cady kissed his rapidly hardening cock. Her fingers wrapped around his girth, stroking him gently. Pete groaned as her lips fastened around his crown and began to suck while she continued rubbing him. Her fingers danced over his erection as her tongue swirled. He knew it would not be long at all.
Perhaps if her eyes had not remained up on him or maybe if they had not been in such a risqué location, he would not have orgasmed so quickly. However, within a few minutes, his cock sputtered in her mouth, causing Cady to cough slightly. She did not let any dribble out of her mouth, but rather swallowed most of it, only leaving a bit on her tongue to show Pete. He groaned again, instantly hardening again.
She tucked him back into his pants, stood up, and swallowed, before saying, “Let’s go home, Pete. And… fuck like bunnies.”
“Oh god,” he muttered, his fingers holding hers tightly.
Tugging him back towards the cars, her eyes found John leaning against his own car. Rather than led Pete directly over to his best mate, Cady stopped and kissed him deeply, letting him grope her publicly. Her teeth nibbled on his ear, making him groan.
“Happy Halloween, baby,” she whispered. “Let’s go home.”
In : Halloween
Tags: halloween 1967
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