Goth Zandra
"Shit!" I slammed on the brakes and swerved around the girl. Some stupid Goth chic casually limped down the middle of the road. As she limped her nice ass jiggled up and down...
Then I recognized that jiggling ass. It was Zandra's. I also knew her nice ass had a not-so-nice boyfriend, Draco the Skull-Crusher. But I rolled down the window anyway.
"Hey Zandy are you okay? Do you need a ride?"
"Yeah," she said in her throaty voice. "I mean no... Draco and I got in a fight and he dumped me on the street."
"He dumped you on
my
street?"
Goth Girl glanced at her long black nails. "Yeah that's the story. The frickin' jerk dumped me right on your frickin' street." Zandra crawled in the car, slithering up to my side.
The college girl struck a match on my zipper, lit a cigarette and and blew smoke in my face. "Cal take me someplace dark and dreadful."
"My parents' place?"
Zandra rolled her dark eyes. "No— take me to Dead Lake." She snapped her fingers and pointed down the road with a long black fingernail. I obeyed.
We drove off to Dead Lake, a popular place with Goths. Zandra sucked her cigarette and hung her tattooed feet out the window. The wind made her skirt fly up and I saw a flash of dark pussy fuzz.
No panties, SWEET.
I recalled our last date, back when she was Sandra the blonde college cheerleader instead of Zandra the black haired Goth-ess. But blonde or black I knew she had a sweet-sweet nookie tucked between her long legs.
We arrived at the swampy lake just as a red moon crested the horizon. In the reddish light we watched bats fluttering over the dark water through an eerie mist. Perfect. I tried to kiss Zandra's black lips— she slapped me.
"Dammit Cal why were you so rude that night! How could you let Suzie punch my tits?"
"What...? Really Goth-Zandra? You titty punched her first." I laughed. "Besides Suzie was just jealous. Hell all the college girls are jealous of you, with your dark eyes, deathly white skin and steel spiked collar."
Goth-girl bit my ear and hissed. "Tell me more knave."
"Um... you're so dark... mysterious and awesomely beautiful... er I mean demented. That's it you're so awesomely demented." Zandra's sunken eyes studied my face as her long nails pierced my thigh flesh. I held my breath hoping she'd believe my vat of lies.
"Cal you're like a sharp dagger, stabbing through my fucking heart... and that makes me hot. Let's suck face." Zandra leapt onto my lap. Biting at my lips she coiled her serpentine tongue into my mouth.
Her long tongue tasted like an ashtray and black lipstick smeared around my face.
As we kissed I gently unbolted her bra. Skull tattoos and bruises covered her small titties, and each dark red nipple had a silver stud. "Careful Cal my titties are still sore." Gently sucking her hard nipples I moved my hand between her open thighs.
On our last date Zandra kept her legs crossed, but praise the dark lord they weren't crossed now. Moving my hand under her fake leather skirt I found her wet slit, and slipped a finger in. Zandra jumped up and kissed me hard, wiggling her juicy twat against my hand.
My finger pushed deeper into the damp darkness of her crack. Goth Girl plunged her studded tongue into my mouth again, whipping it around like a serpent's tongue. Cautiously I fingered her hairy hole and bit her ear. She liked that.
Staring at me with her evil eyes Zandra lifted her skirt, leaned back and spread her deathly white legs. Her dark pink slit glistened in the moonlight. "Awesome." I pulled out my cell phone. She covered her twat.
"C'mon Zandy, don't be shy. Aren't you a real Goth?"
Zandy scowled. "Okay nerd, take a pic of my dark gash." She moved her hand, but blushed when I snapped a pic.
"Now Zandra, let's get in back where there's more room." Goth Girl stripped off everything except her spiked collar. When she lifted her leg over the seat in saw her pussy lips split open right in front of my face.
Wow!
I snapped another pic of that sweet slice of pink.
We coiled together in the backseat. Zandra licked my neck and slithered her naked body against mine, rubbing her damp crack along my crotch. I thought she was ready.
But when I yanked out my boner Zandy looked frightened. "Wait Cal... y-your thing's like REALLY-REALLY BIG!" Her voice became scratchy. "You're... you're going to stab that big thing in me aren't you?"
"Zandra you know I um... really care about you and—"
"— do you just fuck a girl and forget her?"