The Pre Party

Red and I make it back to campus. Clemson is alive as everyone is anxious to finish the Spring semester, I’ve moved out of the team apartment however, I’m still on scholarship and now living in Calhoun Courts with a couple of frat boys.

I have always had an appreciation for the Fraternities on Frat row in general for the awesome keg parties and in particular for the test banks of nearly every major and class at Clemson. Thanks to the contributions big brothers made throughout the years. Its not the exact tests but they can give you an indication of the types of information the professor will put on a test.

I’m only 6 weeks and a handful of classes away from receiving my Bachelor of Science degree in Marketing. Classes don’t begin for a few days. Red suggests and I agree we should have a House Party and invite some friends and my fellow teammates.

My Love hasn’t left my side in over a week, she is the party planner and with the proceeds from the Tennessee Projects, we have plenty of cash for party favors. My Boo Thang earned $500 of the $1500 for being the Bonnie to my Clyde while in the Volunteer State.

Red has purchased several outfits, we are drinking and smoking while she models each. We are posted up in my room which has a bathroom attached having our own Pre- Party before the actual party. Close your eyes Bae I’m coming out. She says. Promise to keep them closed till I come on the bed and give you a kiss. Then you can open. OK, promise. I reply. After several minutes she gives me a kiss and I open my eyes.

Red has on what I describe as a black skin tight catwoman outfit made of my favorite material: Spandex. It has cute kitty cat ears and a mask. She complete her outfit with thigh high black leather boots with six inch heels. Wow baby, back -up and model it for me. I say. My Love and I have been drinking and smoking everyday while on Spring Break. It’s around 3 pm and we are blazed out, working on our 4th joint and 6th bull. You haven’t asked me what am I. I think Duh you’re in a catwoman outfit so Catwoman. But I play along. Boo what are you? I ask. I’m a pussycat. She replies. I’m your pussy today, tomorrow and forever. She continued.

I’m laying on the bed, my head is propped up by a stack of pillows. Red takes off her heels, climbs up on the bed stands and begins dancing to a personal soundtrack in her head that's hers alone. She is a vision of youthful sexuality, slowly grinding, twisting her hips and shaking her gorgeous booty.

As I look through my alcohol and weed goggles. She appears to be moving in super slow motion. Those beautiful electric red locks, her gorgeous double dees, muscular thighs and breathtaking buttocks. She turns and smiles. My Red has the cutest nose I’ve ever seen.

Weed usually makes time stand still. It’s as if she’s been my private dancer for hours. She speaks, snapping me out of my trance. I’m so horny for you, we haven’t made love in hours. Baby, she continues. Can I sit on your face. She asks in her slurred sultry Gaffney, SC accent.

I’ve been waiting for you to ask. I reply. Can I leave my cat suit on? She adds. Today is the official anything my Red Riding Hood wants as long as she is riding a brother from the hood. I say. TK, Ok, since it’s official and all, I have a couple of requests. Red isn't smiling, she dead serious. I want to wear my cat suit the rest of the day and night. Plus I want you to call me KP. KP? I ask. Kincaid’s Pussy. KP silly.

Hell yea. I respond. KP. I say. Yes daddy. She replies. I’m hungry for you Boo. Can you please feed me some KP. She giggles. I put the joint out slide down off the pillows so that I’m laying flat. I’ve seen some beautiful sites in my 22 years. Looking up at Red or KP or whatever she’s calling herself, the view from bed level was nothing short of extraordinary.

As KP lowers herself to my drooling mouth. She sits her flower perfectly on my face. I pucker my lips, she gasps. Only the thin layer of spandex separates us. Red’s hands are above my head. Her knees are just outside each of my ears. She grinds her camel toe into my mouth and nose. She is literally smothering me. I'm unable to breathe. My Love rides my face like a woman possessed on achieving her goal.

Finally, I can faintly hear her screams. The sound seems muffled, I imagine by her muffin. With her mission complete, she slides her tight pussy cat off my face.

We both breathless, Red begins kissing my mouth, squeezing my neck so tight I fear she may decapitate me. Your turn daddy. She says. My Love goes for the tent in my shorts; devouring my manhood. KP is sucking so hard she could suck a softball thru a garden hose. I finish in record time. She gargles and swallows my love juices. Did I do a good job daddy? She asks. Yes KP. We snuggle, I spoon her from behind. We will take a little nap before the party. Red says. I whisper in her ear. Have I told you how beautiful you are today. Yes daddy. She whispers while falling asleep. Yes daddy.