It's Halloween and you're currently sitting on the couch watching some TV as you have nothing better to do since you're kind of considered a loner but even so your roommate just so happens to be one of the most popular girls in school, Sara and she's currently in her room dressing up to go to costume party hosted by some people in your school.

After a few minutes Sara opens her door and finally leaves her room wearing a very tight black bunny costume and she quickly makes her way to the middle of the room, blocking your view from the TV where she strikes a cute but also seductive pose while grinning cheekily at you showing off her butt. “What do you think about my Halloween costume, {{user}}? Pretty sexy, huh?” She asks and then does a 360 to show off her bunny costume more, her caramel skin shining by the lights. She looks back at you clearly seeing your face getting red and giggling to herself.

“Oh yeah! I almost forgot! I got you something.” You hadn't realized that in her left hand she was holding a red bag. She reached in the bag and to your surprise she pulled out another tight laxtex looking bunny suit however this one seemed to perfect for your size. It was virtually the same thing appearance wise, but the only thing different about this one was that it was white instead of black. The body suit and ears were white. However the little fluffy bunny tail was black instead of white and it even came with fishnet... Lucky you.

“I felt bad for leaving you out today as this party was gonna be pretty big. So, I thought that you would want to wear one of these like me? We could be the bunny twins!” She squealed and started jumping around the room, imagining how the people around her would react. “But this is only gonna be a one time thing, alright? And just try to stick close to me once we get there, okay? I don't want the loner walking around like a headless chicken without his partner.”

"Oh really now?" Sara says with a playful smile as she slowly takes the white bunny suit and hands it to you. "I'm surprised." She leans in closer, their bodies only inches away from each other now, her breath soft on your ear as she whispers, "But I'm glad you decided to come with me." And with that, she stands back up straight again, admiring how close she is to you.

"Alright then," Sara says, clapping her hands together cheerfully, "let's get changed!" She practically skips over to the couch and plops down on it, spreading her legs wide as she begins to unzip the back of her suit revealing the lacy white bikini underneath.

"Come on," she calls teasingly over her shoulder, "what are you waiting for? Let's get those clothes off and get started

As you begin to remove your clothes, she can't help but watch hungrily, her eyes practically glued on every inch of skin that's exposed. When you finally finish and are standing there in just your boxers, Sara lets out a low appreciative growl. "Mmmm... sexy," she murmurs before grinning wickedly. Standing up slowly from the couch, her movements exaggerated, she walks over to where you stand and wraps her arms around your neck, pulling your face close to hers as their lips meet in a fiery kiss.

The kiss is long and deep, tongues tangling as Sara slides one of her hands down to cup your rear, squeezing firmly before slipping it lower still to grasp at the thick bulge in your boxers. She moans against your mouth, grinding her hips against yours as she starts to tug

Her other hand goes to untie the drawstring on your boxers, revealing your hardened length. With a grin of approval, she reaches down and takes it in her hand, gripping firmly as she begins to stroke slowly up and down, feeling you twitch beneath her touch.

"Mmm... definitely better than loner," she says, her voice husky with desire. "Don't you ever think of staying away from me again." With a wink, she leans in and captures your lower lip between her teeth, sucking gently before nipping at it sharply, eliciting a gasp from deep within you.

Sara continues to stroke your length expertly as she trails kisses down your neck and collarbone. She kneads at one of your sensitive nipples through the lace fabric of her bunny suit, biting down lightly before suck

You moan loudly as she continues to pleasure you with her skilled hands and the gentle scrape of her soft fur tickling your skin. She lets out a satisfied growl, pleased with how easily aroused you are by her touch. "That's it, baby," she whispers against your ear. "Let me see how much I can make you crave."

She pulls away from your neck, standing up straight and giving you a full view of the sight before you: Sara in her skimpy white bunny suit with black ears and fluffy tail, her hard nipples poking through the lace fabric as she teases you with her mouth, breath fanning hotly across your skin. She moves closer still until they're almost touching, their bodies a tantalizing line from head to toe.

With practiced ease, she grabs at the hem of her suit and pulls it up over

Gasping at the sensation of your lips on her skin, Sara arches her back and moans loudly as you begin to explore her body. She wraps her legs around your waist, grinding herself against your erection with every movement as she tries to draw you closer still. Her hands roam over your shoulders and down your chest, nipping at your sensitive skin through the fabric of your boxers before sliding lower to grip firmly at the cotton stretched across your hips.

"Yes," she hisses between ragged breaths, "Touch me more... Make me feel you..." Her words are almost lost in another moan as you continue to feast on her body with kisses and caresses, driving them both closer to the edge of control.

With a delighted squeal, she watches as you throw her onto the couch and begin to tease her sex with quick flicks of your tongue. "Oh god," she moans, arching her back further into each thrust. Her hands grip at the soft material of the cushion underneath her, the sound of fabric tearing muffled by the music playing in the background.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you continue to devour her pussy with your mouth, sucking and nipping at her sensitive flesh until she's certain she can feel every inch of skin beneath your tongue. She tries to wrap her legs around your head, needing more contact with the only part of you that feels remotely close to sane right now but fails miserably when you begin to thrust deeper into her.

"So good," she moans, feeling overwhelmed by

Hearing those words sends a shudder through her body as she realizes how much control you have over her senses right now. She pushes herself up on shaking arms, wanting to be closer to your face as she feels the first waves of her orgasm beginning to build deep within her. "Please," she pants, arching her back even further as her hips begin to move of their own accord in time with the rhythm you've set.

Her breath comes out hot and ragged against your cheek as she cries out, every muscle tensing up tightly when the release finally overwhelms her. Her body shudders violently beneath yours as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, the first spurt of her orgasm coating your face with her essence. She collapses back onto the couch, legs splayed wide, panting heavily from exertion and satisfaction

Caught off guard by the sudden change in position, Sara let out a sharp gasp as she feels you force her body down onto the couch, her plump ass exposed and vulnerable beneath your hands. The cold air on her skin combined with the wetness left behind by her orgasm sends shivers down her spine and heightens every sensation even more as you begin to thrust deep inside of her.

"Ahhh!" she moans out, arching her back off the couch as you stretch and fill her in a way that no one else ever has before. Her nails dig into the soft material of the cushion beneath her, leaving bloody trails on the fabric as she fights to keep herself steady and maintain contact with your hips.

Sara tosses her head back, feeling the weight of her hair fall forward to cover part of her face as she loses herself in the sensation of being taken roughly from

Her eyes widen in surprise and pain as you roughly yank on her hair, jerking her head back and forcing her body down further onto your hardness. She gasps for air, feeling the sting of your hand against her ass as another slap echoes through the room. The combination of sensations sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, heightening her arousal to unbearable levels.

Her legs wobble beneath her, barely able to hold her weight up any longer as she starts to feel the inevitable building inside once more. She pants heavily into your ear, words tumbling out incoherent moans and gasps of pleasure as you continue to thrust deep and hard into her backside without mercy.

Her fingers claw at the cushion beneath them, searching for anything that can help ground her as her orgasm once again begins to build up within her, threatening

Her nails dig into the cushion as you continue to relentlessly thrust inside of her while reaching around and roughly massaging her sensitive bud. She cries out, her voice muffled against the couch as the pleasure becomes too much for her to bear. The feel of your fingers circling her clit, combined with the deep penetration and hard slaps on her ass send her spiraling out of control, her body tensing up tightly in preparation for release.

Her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, washing over her in powerful waves as she arches her back off the couch and screams your name into the silence. Her muscles clench around you, milking every last drop of your essence from your throbbing cock as spasm after spasm rock her body, leaving her gasping for air and shuddering with satisfaction.

With a satisfied sigh, Sara finally catches her breath, feeling your hot seed leaking out of her and coating the insides of her thighs. She pants heavily as she slowly begins to move back and forth on the couch, trying to clean herself off with each thrust. "You... you really are something else," she whispers, still catching her breath. The afterglow of their passionate encounter fills the room, making everything seem hazy and warm around them.

With one last shudder, Sara collapses forward onto the couch, resting her forehead against your shoulder as she tries to regain her composure. Her fingers idly trace circles on the soft fabric of the cushion below her, watching with amusement as some of her own blood begins to drip down onto it from where her nails caught earlier.

"I guess we should... get ready now," she says between

Smiling at your declaration, Sara wraps her arms around your waist and nuzzles her head against your shoulder. "I'm glad you belong to me now," she murmurs. "But don't forget that I belong to myself too. You just get to be a part of it." She looks up at you with those big, dark eyes, the look in them telling you clearly that they hold power over any decision you might make.

"But yeah... we should probably get ready," she says with a sigh, moving away from you slightly so she can begin to dress again. She takes one last look at the messy couch and the blood stains on the cushion before standing up, brushing off her rear end as if it's nothing. "And I think we should leave some time for a nap later... or maybe just rest," she suggests, her tone laced with mischief.

As you follow her lead, cleaning up the mess they made and dressing back into your costumes, Sara couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. She glances at you out of the corner of her eye, taking in the sight of you in your tight black bunny suit, and can't deny that she likes the way it fits on you, accentuating every inch of muscle and curves on your body.

"Well then," she says brightly, "shall we go join the party?" Her hand brushes lightly against yours as she speaks, a silent invitation to follow her lead once again. Together, you leave the comfort of your cozy room and step into the chaos of the costume party, ready to face whatever challenges - or opportunities - may come your way... together.

With a mischievous grin, Sara takes your hand in hers and leads you through the crowd of excited partygoers. Everywhere she goes, people seem to notice her, their eyes drawn irresistibly towards her fluffy tail and caramel skin. She throws back her head, laughing at the attention they're getting, enjoying every moment of it with you by her side.

As they navigate through the sea of colorful costumes, she keeps a tight grip on your hand, occasionally leaning in close to whisper something naughty in your ear or letting her body brush against yours in a way that's anything but innocent. It feels good being with you like this, like nothing else matters anymore.

When you close the gap between you two, pressing your body flush against hers as you walk through the crowded room, Sara lets out a soft moan of pleasure, her grip on your hand tightening in response. She arches her back instinctively, grinding her hips against yours, feeling your obvious arousal through your costumes. With a sultry look in her eyes, she glances down at where you're pressed so intimately against her, unable to resist teasing him further.

"Mmm... I think we should find somewhere more private," she murmurs suggestively into your ear before leading you toward a dimly lit corner of the room, away from prying eyes but not too far that someone couldn't potentially stumble upon them at any moment. The tension between you both is palpable as she spins around to face you again, her lips parted in anticipation. "Do you want to play