I was at a Halloween party at my college, blowing off steam after a stressful midterm my junior year with a couple of friends. I usually wasn't much of a partygoer, but my friends talked me into going. Since it was last minute, I dug a leather jacker out of my closet and slicked my hair back to go as a 50's greaser.
My friends were in the middle of a game of beer pong, and I was nursing my second drink as I walked around the party. I was an introvert, but once I had a nice buzz going, I came out of my shell more. It significantly helped that I knew most of the people at the party or, at the very least, was acquaintances with a lot of them to bounce around different groups of people in conversation. At one of these groups, there was this cute petite girl dressed up as Smurfette. She looked like she had the body of a gymnast, and her dress let me get a good look at her toned blue legs.
I had the feeling like I knew Smurfette from somewhere and spent the next few minutes trying to figure it out.
"So, what did you think of Ms. Lyn's midterm?" She asked me. It took me a second, and then I recognized her. She was in one of my classes, and I had a huge crush on her. I didn't recognize her because her whole body was blue, and she was wearing such revealing clothing. The entire semester I had only seen her wear baggy clothes that hid her shapely body.
"I think maybe I should have studied more," I said honestly.
"I think the whole class thought that," she said as she laughed. "I'm Violet," she said and held her hand out.
"I'm Gabe," I said and shook her hand.
We talked about the class more. After a few minutes, we separated from the group and sat on a couch in the corner of the den. She was studying to be a teacher, and I was studying to get into the publishing industry. There was a good amount of overlap since I was interested in books for children and teens.
She would playfully hit me when I said something funny, and I found myself trying to do everything I could to make her laugh. Luckily for me, she was an easy audience; the alcohol also helped. As the night wore on, we sat closer together, and the occasional light touch between us became bolder.
She had her hand on my thigh for a while before I finally dared to place my hand on her thigh. Since she was wearing a dress, I put my hand directly onto her smooth skin. She started to run her hand up and down my thigh, so I did the same, getting bold and slipping my hand just inside her dress. Our conversation died out as we held each other's gaze. It didn't matter who kissed who first because we both seemed to lean forward at the same time.
Immediately I was overwhelmed by how soft her lips were, but more than that, it was the way she tasted. She must have gone all-in with the blue theme because her lips tasted sweet like blueberries. I thought that she must have been wearing lip balm, but it didn't have the artificial taste that things like that usually had. Our kiss deepened, and that taste got even stronger as if it wasn't just her lips that tasted like that. She flicked her tongue across my bottom lip and then sucked hard on it. I did the same thing to her, savoring the flavor. She pressed her tongue inside of my mouth. Our tongues danced, and I got even more of that sweet taste.
She started to slide her hand up my thigh, and before I could prepare for it, she pressed her hand against my erection. I let out a sigh at the contact, and she nibbled on my lower lip. I slid my hand up her dress and pressed my hand against her pussy through her panties. The warmth of her sex and the slight dampness of her panties turned me on even more. Now it was Violet's turn to moan from me touching her. I could feel her panties start to get wetter as I pressed my fingers deeper between her lips.
I lost track of time as we made out and fondled each other on the couch. She gently pulled my hand out from under her skirt, so I thought that that might be as far as we were going to go. We were both panting, and the smolder in her eyes let me know that things were just starting to heat up between us. "Do you want to go back to my place?" Violet asked me.
"Yes," I said, but it was hard to speak, so my voice barely came out above a whisper, so I also nodded as I said it. She grabbed my hand and stood up, leading us out of the house. She said she lived just a short walk away.
The crisp fall air hit us when we stepped outside. I felt the chill, so I knew she must be freezing when I looked at Violet wearing nothing but that thin and short dress. I took off my greaser jacket and gave it to her.
"Thank you," she said as she smiled up at me. She held my hand and pressed against me as we walked to her apartment. We didn't talk as we walked, but the silence wasn't awkward. Walking hand in hand with this beautiful girl felt so great after a year without any dates. It only took us ten minutes to reach her apartment.
She unlocked the door. Before the door even finished closing behind us, she kissed me hard, pressing me back against it. She ground her body against me and reached between us to start to fondle my erection. I slipped a hand inside of her dress and began to play with her breasts. Violet moaned into my kiss as I played with one of her hard nipples.
She slipped her hand inside of my pants and started to jerk me off. I moaned and rested my head back. Violet leaned up and started to suck and kiss my neck. I did the same thing back to her, starting under her ear and kissing my way down her neck, sucking harder the lower I got. Oddly even her skin tasted of blueberries, but I was so in the moment that I didn't think anything of it.
Violet pulled her hand out of my pants and started to walk away. My eyes were on the sexy way she swayed her hips. She undid her dress and let it fall to the ground behind her as she walked towards her bedroom. She was wearing a matching hot pink set of lingerie, and the panties hugged her ass tightly and were almost entirely see-through. She must have had a lot of body paint because it looked like her entire body was blue. "Are you coming?" Violet asked as she looked over her shoulder at me.
I kicked my shoes and pants off and followed her. When I made it into her room, she had her back to me and was bent over as she finished lighting some candles. Her blue skin looked beautiful in the flickering of the candlelight. I walked up behind her and rubbed her ass through her panties. She straightened up and turned her head to the side so that I could kiss her from behind. As we made out, I groped her breasts and pulled her back against me. Violet started to grind her ass against my erection, only two thin layers of fabric between us.