Chapter 1: Mischief and Hash Brownies
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Drunk/Drugged, .
Desc: Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1: Mischief and Hash Brownies - Luke Braun, computer hacker and prankster, meets Katie, his dream girl, during a night of trick and treating. One of his pranks backfires, and he loses contact to her. At Halloween seven years later, she shows up at his door with a trick of her own that turns his life upside down. Winner of the 2011 Halloween Writing Contest
"Hey, Luke, stop fiddling with that laptop," John Daniels shouted from the hallway. "Come on!"
"Yeah, yeah," Lukas Braun called back. "Five minutes. I'm almost there."
"What the hell are you doing anyway?"
"Leaving a little something for Halloween on the Dean's computer," Lukas chuckled.
"Tell me you're not!" John came into the room. "They almost caught you last year when you hacked Professor Parker's laptop."
"Well, almost is the operative word."
"You'll get us in a load of trouble!" John answered leaving Luke's room.
"Dean Lawrence is watching porn in his office." Luke yelled after his roommate. Realizing John was gone he kept mumbling. "Easy-peasy. He's still got Win 2000 and all the ports are open, can you believe it? And here we go. Lemme send him a little greeting now. Oops, what's that? One second."
Luke opened a drawer and found a USB thumb drive. It was a big one, a 32 MB Trek, out only for a few weeks. Luke was leery of downloading a file folder from the dean's computer onto his own hard drive. It took a few seconds to appear in the directory, but then Luke transferred three folders to the external drive.
"And done! Some light reading for tomorrow," he chuckled. Snooping on the dean's computer was a real kick.
He pulled the thumb drive from his laptop and tossed it into the old tin can that held his pens. He jumped from his chair and ripped open the wardrobe. In just five minutes, Lukas Braun transformed into a very credible Merlin the Wizard, complete with a wide wool coat and fake beard.
Soon after, he and his friend John who had dressed up as a Goth vampire hit the residential streets surrounding the campus. Many students were on the streets in varying degrees of masquerade. Grumbling to Lukas about his tardiness, John led the way to their hunting grounds.
The many people living in the single family homes in walking distance from the campus were used to the annual invasion of their front yards by more or less sober students, some of whose talents were limited to a hastily uttered "Trick or Treat?" before they collected the treats. Some were stumped when house owners boldly asked for "Trick".
John and Luke had done this before in their sophomore and junior years, and they had perfected their act. John's fake fangs looked real enough to scare young children and Luke had a few tricks up his sleeve that could impress the layman. They even found one mother opening the door and they attempted to flirt, at least until a husband showed. It was fun.
They had been about for half an hour and were turning a corner into a side street when they saw two other trick'n treaters leaving a driveway. Two girls, a medium sized slender one dressed up as witch and a tall blonde sporting a daring Elvira, Princess of the Dark, costume. The witch had red hair and a freckled face. Gorgeous! Lukas assumed his best Merlin persona.
"Greetings to you, Worthy Witch! I am Merlin, sorcerer of the Great King. Are you by chance the famed Morgaine Le Fay?"
"No, oh mighty sorcerer!" the girl returned, fighting a giggle. "Kate is my name, and my powers are but small."
"Yet, you bewitch me with nary more than the look from your green eyes," 'Merlin' answered. That was no lie. She had captivating, pale green eyes that seemed to look into his very soul.
Kate the Witch smiled back at him, obviously enjoying the banter, but also keeping her eyes locked on him. "Nay, mighty wizard. You must per chance have quaffed a love potion while experimenting."
"Cut it out, you two!" John laughed. "Good pickings here?"
He meant the house the girls had just left.
'Elvira' shrugged. "Just candy bars, but we got really good brownies from an old hippie lady down the road. Care for one?"
The two young men accepted cookies while they walked together to the next house.
"Okay, Luke. Get your trick bag ready!" the John nudged his partner.
Kate looked at Lukas. "Ooh! A trick bag! Say mighty wizard, are you fooling the poor, ignorant mortals?"
Lukas grinned back at her. "Some are not easily convinced of my powers. Those I have to dazzle. Would you like to be dazzled?"
Kate shook her head. "You may not be a wizard, but you are dangerous."
John interrupted the exchange. "Hey, will you girls join us? We can do this together. It's more fun."
"Sure," 'Elvira' gushed, eying John the Vampire with obvious interest and leaving Katie no chance to object. "I'm Linda, she's Katie."
John bowed with a flourish. "I am Count Johannes of Transylvania," he introduced himself with a horrible Eastern European accent. "I am traveling with the Mighty Merlin who was resurrected from the Ruins of Avalon."
The girls giggled while the two guys rang the bell and did their shtick. Luke performed a little magic trick for the two kids, and not three minutes later they retreated with a bag of treats.
They did the next houses together, in between munching cookies and chatting. The girls were certainly having fun, giggling and blabbing, and even though he felt a little lightheaded himself, Luke was able to connect the dots. A great big lightbulb went off in his head. This was Northern California after all.
"Shit! You know what I think?" he blurted. "I think that freakin' hippie bitch gave you hash brownies."
Somehow, Katie the Witch found that hilarious, and she doubled over in laughter. Luke could not help but laugh with her. Weak from laughter they held on to each other while John the Vampire gave Linda his most sultry look.
"That explains the munchies," he grinned. "I guess I'm gonna nibble some on you. You look tasty."
He stumbled forward and tried to reach Linda's neck. Giggling but definitely aroused she pushed him back.
"Shit, let's go back to the dorms before we get picked up by the cops."
They headed back then, but Lukas hoped that the evening wouldn't be over. He just opened his mouth to suggest they continued the evening together when Linda beat him to it.
"Let's go to our place and order pizza," she suggested, a suggestion that was met with unanimous approval.
Linda and Katie shared an apartment. A living room with a TV, a small bathroom, and two dingy bedrooms barely big enough for a bed, a wardrobe and a small desk. The sofa in the living room looked ancient but was surprisingly comfortable as Lukas soon found out. He and Katie gravitated to one corner while John sat with Linda. Stoned he was, but the attraction he felt for Katie seemed very real.
Katie felt great. There was no other word for it. She was snuggled against Luke and she felt his left hand on her upper arm as he held her tightly. The pizzas had arrived and were history. Linda and John had retired to Linda's room, while Lukas and Katie had switched on the TV. They had picked a rerun of the third Harry Potter movie, but they hardly watched it. They just talked. Katie felt like she could talk about everything, and Luke listened with a goofy smile on his face.
She was babbling, and she would have continued for the entire night but for Luke suddenly taking hold of her face and kissing her. At first she squirmed trying to get loose, but then she gave in and melted against him. He smiled at her.
"You are the sweetest girl I've met in my life."
Katie giggled. There was enough of the Mary Jane in her system to reduce her inhibitions.
"You're trying to get into my panties with that sweet talk, and it may work. You're full of shit but I don't care. Let's go to my room?"
"Is that the hash brownies talking?" he asked earnestly. Being forty pounds heavier he was not as affected by the THP as Katie was.
She shook her head. "No. I'm just havin' this really nice dream where this cute guy tries to get my cherry. Just let me enjoy this dream a little more."
"You're still cherry?" Luke asked with a touch of alarm.
"Naaah! Don't worry. I just pretend I am. God, Luke, I wish I were. That guy who took my cherry was such an asshole. You're not an asshole, Luke, are you?"
"I try not to be," he answered giving her a soft kiss on her lips before he stood and pulled her up from the sofa. She leaned into him and turned up her face.
"Just don't make fun of me tomorrow, will you?" she begged.
"Fun of you?"
She nodded. "You know, telling the other guys and stuff. How I'm not a good lay."
"Somebody said shit like that before?"
She nodded, unable to meet his gaze.
"Jeez, what a stupid motherfucker!" His hand forced her chin up. "Katie, I'd love to spend the night with you. Let me show you how much I want you."
With that, he pulled her towards the far side of the living room. There was the bathroom, and Katie found a new toothbrush for Luke in a cardboard box under the wash stand. They brushed their teeth side by side, exchanging looks via the mirror. Katie used moisture cream and tissues to remove her witch makeup. Then it was time. She led Lukas to her bedroom.
With apprehension, Katie opened her corsage and stripped off her upper clothes. Opening the waistband of the long skirt she let it fall down her legs and into a puddle around her feet. She stepped out wearing nothing but wool stockings and cotton panties. Bending over, she peeled down the stockings.
Luke had been stripping off his garments, too, but when he saw Katie in just her panties he stopped and shook his head.
"God, you're so beautiful!" he exclaimed in a husky voice that sent shivers down her spine.
He nearly fell over his own pants in his hurry to get over to where Katie stood. Then she was in his arms, feeling his naked belly against her own boobies. His hands wrapped into her red curls, pulling her face up for another burning kiss. She moaned into Luke's mouth when her breasts rubbed against his torso.
Somehow, they stumbled backwards and fell onto the bed with Luke landing on his back and Katie sprawled over him. His hands held her under her arms and he pulled her upwards until his mouth could reach her boobies. They were on the small side but pointy and sensitive, and Katie squealed when his lips closed over the tiny pink nipples.
Katie's experience with boys or men was limited both in numbers and quality. Apart from the loudmouth who had trash talked her with his buddies on the morning after, there had been one more awkward encounter in a backseat during her sophomore year when she'd had a little too much beer. She knew that she was sensual but her libido suffered somewhat from her lack of experience.
Of course, there had been Matt, Matt Carver, her on/off boyfriend since high school. Well, maybe not boyfriend. He just persisted in a half-ass boyfriend sort of way. Well, that was over. She had made it clear to him three weeks earlier that there was no future for them. She had never felt trust enough with Matt to go beyond kissing and perhaps some touch and feel.
Now with the THP coursing in her blood she gave in to the delicious feeling emanating from her titties. Relieving some strain from Luke's arms, she supported herself over his feasting mouth allowing her lover's hands to roam freely over her back and further down.
She squealed again when Luke's exploring fingers ran under her panties, along the crack of her ass and straight for her lubricating pussy. God, she was sopping wet! She hunched lower, rubbing her crotch against the bulge in Luke's jockeys. He humped her from below adding to the friction, and she began to seriously grind her pelvis against his boner. She felt that the overwhelming need to be filled was overriding all other considerations, and she pulled her breast away from his mouth. She scooted down and looked down into his eyes.
"Take me!" she whispered. "Please, take me now!"
She saw the doubt in his eyes and she had to smile.
"Please! I need you in me!"
She felt how his hands pushed down his own Jockeys before he hooked his thumbs under the waistband of her panties. She wiggled her butt to help him, and soon she pushed them down the rest of the way using her own toes. Breathing in, she aligned her wet opening with the swollen tip of his cock before she exhaled and sank down. Ouch! Too tight! Much too tight! Wet as she was, this thing did not fit right away.
"Easy, Katie! Take your time!" he whispered to her, his one hand on her hip while the other caressed her face and pulled back her hair. "God, you look beautiful!"
The warm rush she felt at his words made her relax, and with the next attempt, the tip of his cock gained perhaps an inch inside her. She breathed deeply to relax, but she felt as if she was bursting at the seams of her pussy. With just two sexual encounters to her credit, her pussy was in no way used to being stretched that wide and it took some willpower to continue in her quest. Yet, for perhaps ten minutes she persevered until her pussy lips finally rested on the wiry curls at the base of Luke's member.
"Ooof!" she giggled, still breathing deeply.
"God, Katie, you're so tight!" he moaned under her.
"I ... haven't ... done ... this ... in a ... while," she panted, trying minuscule movements. "Only ... twice ... anyway."
"You feel wonderful," he said through gritted teeth. "I won't make it much longer."
"Nooo! Wait! Not now!" she pleaded, not wanting to end the experience just yet.
"Katie, kiss me please!" he asked her, pulling her down already.
Their lips met again, and Katie lost herself in the play of their lips and tongues. Squealing and whimpering, she let him ravage her mouth, probing it with his tongue and sucking on hers, nibbling on her lips and raining kisses over her face. A dam burst inside her then, and she felt herself melting under his kisses. Suddenly the feeling of being stretched gave way to the feeling of being deliciously filled. His member moved easily inside her now with the walls of her pussy relaxing, and he humped against her from below, pulling out and pushing in, pulling out and pushing in.
"Luke!" she gasped into his mouth. "Don't stop!"
"I'm trying," he squeezed out.
Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted and turned, and now he was hovering over her, his dick still hard inside her pussy and his hips forcing her legs wide apart.
"Omigod!" she wheezed feeling the deep penetration.
She felt the air squeezed from her lungs with each of his deep strokes. Desperately, her hands clawed at his back trying to pulled him closer, deeper inside her. He gave her stroke after stroke, hesitating at the apex and then plunging down. Each downward thrust was greeted by a wail now as Katie's lungs and voice chords slipped from her conscious control and became hardwired to her pussy. Pull out – plunge down! Pull out – plunge down!
From somewhere she registered Luke desperate moan, and then she felt his member pulsing inside her.
"Oh, God! Katie!" he cried.
She felt it then, his passion, his passion for her. Her hearing became muffled, her breath short, and then a big hot wave washed away any conscious thought. Nothing counted anymore, only being close to Luke was important, and so she clung to him with all her strength while his hips jerked against hers.
She returned from la-la land feeling his weight almost crushing her. She felt wiped out herself.
"Jeez!" she panted. "Where have you been before tonight?"
She felt his shrinking penis being pulled from her pussy as Luke supported himself with his arms and dropped down at her side.
"I was out there looking for a girl like you," he answered and closed his eyes. "God, Katie! Only twice? How good will you be when you have experience?"
She giggled and played with the blonde curls on his chest. "So I was good?"
"Good doesn't come close. Katie, I want to learn more about you. I want to spend more time with you." She grinned and he protested. "No, not just in bed. I want ... Wait! Are you interested in being ... with me?"
For an answer, she just snuggled close. "Oh, yeah! Luke ... What's your last name anyway?"
"Braun, Lukas Braun," he answered, not thinking to ask for hers.
"Lukas. I like it. Maybe I'll call you that."
"No problem. I'll just keep calling you Katie. Do you know that you have the most stunning eyes?"
"Flatterer! Do you have to leave, or can you stay the night?"
"What? And leave you alone? No way! Katie, you're stuck with me."
"You want to clean up?"
"Yeah, why don't we," he agreed, and they scurried over to the bathroom, cleaning their private parts.
There was an awkward moment when they left the bathroom naked and almost ran into Linda who had just locked the apartment door.
"Did John go already?" Luke asked surprised.
"Yeah, he has to get up early he said," Linda explained shrugging her shoulders.
Back in Katie's room, Luke sighed. "I'll have a talk with John. That wasn't nice of him."
Katie nodded. "That's why I always pick wizards over vampires."
Luke woke up with a very cuddly girl snuggled close, and it had to be his best wake-up ever. He marveled over her. She was a natural redhead, that much was certain. Her very light skin was showing freckles on her shoulders and her upper chest, but also on her nose and cheeks.
Suddenly those pale green witch eyes opened and engulfed him. The eyes must have liked his thoughts because they widened in a happy smile.
"Good morning," she purred.
"Good morning, Katie," he answered, stroking her copper red hair. "You're even more beautiful in the morning."
She was a major blusher. She hid her face against his chest, but not for long.
"Luke, I hate to run you off, but I have a class at nine-thirty. Can we meet for lunch?"
Luke felt a little disappointment. He had hoped for an encore. He managed a smile though.
"As long as you agree to see me again..." Her eyes told him, yes. "I'll be gone. I have to shower and to get ready myself. Half past twelve at Commons?"
"Yes, but kiss me first!"
He complied, leaving them both a bit breathless and confused.
"If you don't go now, we'll miss all our classes today," Katie panted.
He kissed her nose. "We can't have that, can we? I'll be out of your hair in a sec."
"Will you be there?"
He took her face in both hands and kissed her again. "Katie, I'm crazy about you. There's no getting rid of me!"
He found his clothes and dressed quickly. The wizard hat and other stuff he stuffed into a plastic shopping bag Katie lent him, but he still felt goofy wearing the wool coat. After one more kiss she let him out of the apartment.
Lukas returned to the dorm almost waltzing on air. Katie! Simply saying the name made him smile. Such a sweet girl, so cute, so utterly lovable!
He fairly ran upstairs to the second floor suite he was sharing with John. The door was slightly ajar. Probably John had returned briefly to pick something up. Luke stepped through the door and suddenly the wonderful morning turned into a nightmare. As soon as he stepped in, he was roughly pushed against a wall and then, to his horror, handcuffs closed around his wrists.
"How nice of you to come home, Punk!" a voice sounded, and Luke could see the corpulent figure of Captain Pomona, the feared chief of the campus police.
"What the..." Luke started to protest.
"Shut up, Punk! Where is it?"
"Where is what?" Luke asked flabbergasted. The next moment he screamed. Somebody behind him was bending his cuffed arms upwards behind his back causing a stinging pain.
"I asked you a question, Punk!" Pomona spat, shoving his pit-bull face into Luke's. "Where is the stuff?"
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Luke protested.
"Really? I've got news for you. When you left your little receipt on the Dean's computer, the admins could trace you. Again, where is it?"
Luke almost stepped into the trap telling Pomona that he had only left a prank message. He thought furiously. If they hadn't found the USB thumb drive yet there was hope. He needed somebody on his side though. The Fifth Amendment! Miranda rights!
"I refuse to answer any questions without an attorney," he shot back.
"Sonny boy, we got you for cyber terrorism. We can have you sent to sunny Guantanamo Bay. You answer now, and we might let you get out of this, but if you don't cooperate we'll prosecute you and send you to the hard place for ten years. Imagine that: a cute college nerd in a state prison!"
Luke's brain was working better now. This was all crap the captain was spouting. They had not read him his rights either, so any judge worth his salt would throw out the charges. He had to keep his mouth shut.
"I asked you something, Punk!"
"I invoke my right not to answer your questions. I demand an attorney."
"You little shit! You think you can weasel your way out? Parson! Lock the punk up!"
"Come on, Kid," one of the campus cops said. "Let's get you locked away."