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Here is my Halloween poem--I hope you guys like it!

It's the night before All Hallow's Eve, in the dark...
And the beasties and ghoulies are out for a lark,
There is creaking and groaning in every direction;
The cobwebs festoon all the trees to perfection.

And the clouds give the silver-white moon quite a chase,
But they cannot prevent him from showing his face,
The effect of his gaze on the landscape below
Is a faint iridescent and creepy glow.

And into the night, if you walk you might hear
Sounds that curdle your blood and fill you with fear,
Is it the gasps of the dead long forgotten?
Perhaps flesh being torn from bones that are rotten?

The streets are deserted the trees are all bare
And the night leaves a definite chill in the air…
Dry leaves crackle and scuttle along in the breeze
And a sinister growl makes you weak in the knees.

Just there, past the grave-yard and off to the right
Is a cottage whose windows are softly alight;
The shutter is loose and it bangs on the wall
As the wind kicks up a furious squall.

A soft, haunting melody drifts from the place
You feel out of breath, like you've run a long race…
You're compelled to come closer; no will of your own
Could stop you from creeping across that lawn.

For you must face your demons, conquer your fears
If you want peace of mind for the rest of your years.
Take a breath, face the window—there’s nowhere to hide
Draw strength, gather courage and look inside…

The most beautiful woman you've ever seen
With tresses of gold, and eyes of green.
Lies naked and sprawled upon her bed,
Oh my God, can it be? Is she really dead?

Your heart starts to hammer; you're not really sure
If the whimpers are coming from you or from her.
But then through the night comes a soft cry; a moan
You look closer and see that she’s holding a phone…

HA! I GOT YOU! SHE’S NOT BEING HEXED!
WHAT YOU THOUGHT WAS A HAUNTING IS REALLY PHONE SEX!

HAVE A SEXY-SCARY HALLOWEEN!

Submitted by Kira - one of the PhoneSex dispatch operators at Josie's Pussy Cats - 877-867-7919


A Halloween to Remember

 
Blind dates.  Ugh.  You know they're going to be awkward, and you won't have anything to say.  But when you're single, and you want at least a semblance of a sex life, they're unavoidable.  Sure, you'd rather be able to walk right up to that gorgeous babe who works at the coffee shop to supplement her modeling income, lay some fantastic come-on line on her, and sweet talk her right into your bed.  But this is real life, and you know that the scenario would more likely end up with her laughing so hard that she spills hot coffee all over you, while her big ass boyfriend waits right behind you to pound your face in when you try to slink away.
 
So when your business partner, who's been happily married for YEARS now, says "Hey, the missus just met this really great girl she wants to introduce you to.", you cringe, and put up a feeble fight before you start thinking maybe this time you'll actually get laid.  And you end up on another of those horror filled freak shows, more commonly known as the blind date.
 
This time, at least, it's not going to be another boring and expensive dinner where you order lobster that you can't stand, and search your brain for something even remotely interesting to say.  This time it's going to be a party.  Halloween is right around the corner, and the Senior Partner in the firm is throwing a costume ball.  Attendance mandatory.  There will be co-workers dressed in cheesy costumes, and clients dressed in even cheesier ones they had to run out and rent at the last minute.  There will be hors d'oerves shaped like spiders and eyeballs.  There will be some second rate band playing Monster Mash at the beginning of every set.  But at least there will be alcohol, so what the heck.  What else have you got to do; sit home and pair up your socks?  Bring on that "great girl" you've been hearing so much about.  Maybe with a few drinks in you, she'll even be attractive.
 
It's all arranged.  You're supposed to dress in matching costumes, and meet up at the party.  You feel a little silly in your Fred Flinstone dress, carrying a big club, but secretly you think Wilma is kind of hot, and you're hoping your date will be too.  It doesn't really matter for right now anyway.  Everyone is wearing masks. 
 
She's late.  You wander around for a while chatting up a mummy, the Bride of Frankenstein, and Father Guido Sarduchi.  You have a couple of drinks, and you're starting to feel a little loose.  These dresses are actually kind of comfortable!  You wonder what it might be like to wear some satin undies under it.  Uh oh, better not go there, you haven't seen your date yet.  Where the hell is she anyway?  Better have another drink while you're waiting.
 
Then you spot her.  And you can't believe your eyes.  You're thinking, "Are you sure this is my date, because damn, she's hot as fuck, and that just does not happen to me!"  Suddenly you're nervous, but you can't wait to meet her.  You can do this; you're cool.  The worst thing that could happen is that it turn out to be another boring secretary, desperate to catch herself a husband while she's still got all her own teeth.  You have lots of experience squirming out of THAT.  Besides, this chick is so hot, you might even let her think she's reeling you in for a while.  This is no matronly Wilma with a little Pebbles at home waiting to be burped.  She's tall, and curvy in all the right places, and her dress is clinging to her round ass, and her high firm tits.  Her legs in fishnet stockings are long and sleek, and you're getting a hard on just thinking of running your tongue up the inside of her thigh.
 
You walk slowly over to her (you'd run, but that would give her the wrong impression).  You introduce yourself, and spend some time sitting next to her talking about the usual first date things, and you could swear she's actually flirting.  And when she leaned over to pick up her drink, and her tit brushed your chest, were you just imagining it?  You cannot believe your ears when she tells you that she left something in the car and wonders if you would walk out with her while she retrieves it.  HELL YES, you'll escort her to her car.
 
When you reach it, she unlocks it, and opens the back door.  She turns her back to you, and crawls in, giving you a lovely close up view of her tight round ass, and seems to be having trouble finding what she's looking for. After rummaging around for a few minutes, she suddenly turns around, and her dress hikes up to her hips, and you almost faint.  She's not wearing any panties, and her pussy hair is shaved into the shape of a heart.  Your heart jumps into your throat, and she just smiles, and says she can't find what she's looking for...could you come and help her?  She opens her thighs...
 
You start to take off your mask as you lean over her in the backseat of her car, but she stops you, and you have the most incredible fuck session of your life, without ever seeing her face.  Her pussy is so tight and hot you're not sure you can hold it, but you do ok, until she squeezes her cunt muscles around your cock, and you just lose your load while your whole body explodes.  This has been one hell of a party.
 
Monday morning, you're still reeling when you stop for coffee.   You've been trying all weekend to figure out how to get a hold of Wilma, who's real name you still don't know because she wouldn't tell you.  You'd normally be trying to figure out a way to come on to the sexy little waitress at the coffee shop, but you're in such a daze that you barely even see her this morning.  Thank God she knows what you like.  When she brings you your coffee to go, you absently thank her, and turn to leave, hoping you can get Wilma's real name from the Senior Partner who threw the party.
 
You're almost to the door, when you hear a throaty, husky voice behind you.
 
"Have a great day....Fred."  

Halloween Party

A couple was invited to a swanky masked Halloween Party. She got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone. He, being a devoted husband, protested, but she argued and said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed, and there was no need of his good time being spoiled by not going. So he took his costume and away he went. The wife, after sleeping soundly for one hour, awakened without pain and as it was still early, she decided to go the party. In as much as her husband did not know what her costume was, she thought she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted when she was not with him. She joined the party and soon spotted her husband cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice chick he could, and copping a little feel here and a little kiss there. His wife sidled up to him and being a rather seductive babe herself, he left his partner high and dry and devoted his time to the new stuff that had just arrived. She let him go as far as he wished; naturally, since he was her husband. Finally, he whispered a little proposition in her ear and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars and had a good time. Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation he would make for his behavior. She was sitting up reading when he came in and asked what kind of a time he had. He said, "Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you're not there."  Then she asked, "Did you dance much?" He replied, I'll tell you, I never  even danced one dance. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the den and played poker all evening. But you're not going to believe what happened to the guy I loaned my costume to...


Trick or Treat?

I put the finishing touches on my make-up, green face paint, a fake nose (complete with warts), and a big, black hat. Bewitching, I thought to myself, and giggled. I was the slinkiest, sexiest witch there was, my little black dress clinging tightly to my shapely body and my heels gave me an extra inch. I felt exotic, erotic and completely wicked.
I left my house to head into the night, the moon was dark and the air was crisp. Everywhere I turned Jack-o-lanterns grinned at me, their carved faces creating eerie shadows along the sidewalk. Distant screams, cackling laughs and howls pierced through the blackness. Only three more blocks to go, I had walked this path countless times, yet tonight I was filled with a nervous excitement that made my spine tingle.
I was acutely aware of the click, click, clicking of my heels, every sound I made echoed into the darkness. Suddenly the hairs on the back of my neck began to stand on end and my blood curdled. I felt the presence behind me before I heard it. I began to walk faster, click, click, click, thud, click, thud. Someone was walking behind me and speeding up. I wanted to turn around but was too afraid. Instead I walked faster still.
I screamed when he put his hand on my shoulder. Quickly his hand moved to cover my open mouth, "Shhh...," he said, "it's okay little witch." I quieted, his hand tasted like Halloween make-up but I recognized the voice. I knew him. "I just wanted to ask you to do a spell for me, after all, it is Halloween." He removed his hand, "What kind of spell ?," I asked, turning around. It was Rob from work, my big crush of the year, he must have been heading to the same party I was. "A simple love spell," he said smiling, "you see I'm heading to this party and I don't have a date." "Hmmm...I know just the spell for you, but there are certain things you must do in order to make it work and before I tell you, you must agree to do whatever I say."
"Okay, I agree," he said cheerfully. I knew Rob would be up for anything. I led him off the street into the cemetery nearby, dragging him in between the tombstones. "Hold my hands, breathe deeply and close your eyes," I said to him. "Whatever you do you must keep your eyes closed." I waited a few moments until I could hear his breathing regulating. "Now imagine yourself with a woman, and imagine doing whatever it is you would like to do to her," his breathing increased a little and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I let go of his hands, "Keep your eyes closed," I whispered and crawled over to him. I held his face in my hands and leaned over to kiss him. Our lips met, tongues flicking in and out, I moved my head to kiss his neck in that spot right under his ear that I love so much. He let out a little gasp. "Keep imagining everything you want to do," I said as I unbuttoned his shirt. Somewhere a cat around us screeched and I unbuttoned his pants. "Why don't you tell me what it is you want, it may make your spell more powerful," I whispered in his ear. "I'd like her to suck my dick," he said softly. I pulled down his jeans and pulled out his hard cock. I kissed the top of it, licking away the little drops of pre-cum that had gathered in his dick slit. I licked down the edges, slowly circling my tongue. Licking all the way down his shaft and grasping his heavy balls with my mouth. Then I slowly went back up his thick rod until I engulfed the whole thing with my mouth. I moved up and down over it, taking it all in until I felt it hitting the back of my throat. I could feel his pelvis arching and his legs tightening and he began to moan. I drew my mouth faster and faster, continually flicking the underside with my tongue. I loved feeling him getting excited, it was beginning to make me wet in my little witch costume. "I want to fuck you," he groaned out of his desire induced daze. Quickly I kicked off my shoes and pulled down my black stockings, as usual I was wearing no panties underneath. I started to straddle him when he pulled me up to his face. Soon his hot tongue was deep in my cunt, then out again, teasing my hard and trembling clit. He moved over me and I began to rock back and forth on his face, his tongue kept flicking me and he reached up and slid two fingers deep into my hole. His digits moved in and out with awesome force and his tongue didn't let up for a second. Within moments I was grabbing his hair and clenching my legs around his face. "I want you," I moaned, "I want you so bad." My cunt was aching and I felt like I was about to cum. He pushed me down over his huge cock, my cunt expanded to fit it in, every inch of him sensually stroking my silky walls. He reached around and stuck a finger in my tight asshole. The added pressure made me moan and I continued moving slowly over him, wanting to savor every delicious dick dive he made. He pushed in hard, moving through my entire body, I placed my hands on his shoulders. He deep thrusted me again and I dug my long nails into his soft flesh, my cunt clenching around his hard cock as he moved in and out of me. His finger began fucking my backside with a force to match his pumping prick and it wasn't' long before I was feeling the beginning of my growing orgasm. He fucked me deeper and harder, with each thrust I dug my nails in deeper and tightened my thighs around him. I couldn't help it, "yes, oh yes," I began to moan uncontrollably. He fucked me harder and faster then I had ever been fucked, I arched my back and my orgasm began traveling over me in waves. With a few more pumps I could feel him straining, it felt as if we were levitating, then he shot his hot, sweet cum all over me. We lay there for a moment before I disengaged myself, leaning over to whisper in his ear, "Your spell will surely come true now." I gathered my things and ran off through the park, the back way to my house. Within half-an-hour I was cleaned up and heading back to the party. This time with a new found confidence and an uncontrollable urge running through my just fucked pussy. I like being the sexy sorceress I thought to myself. When I walked through the door Rob's mouth dropped. Not as unrecognizable in the light, I chuckled to myself. I sauntered over to him, and he leaned down to me in disbelief, "Sarah?" he asked, surprised. "Trick or treat?," I whispered to him, and gave him my most witchiest wink ever.


----MYSTERIOUS HALLOWEEN "SLUT-WITCH"----    By MysteryGirl

--PART I: BACKGROUND INFORMATION--

My name is Michelle. A little over a year ago I transferred to a university and lived in a dorm where all of the rooms are "singles". (As an only child, I have had a hard time adjusting the "roommate" concept.) The dorm is set up so that the first three floors are for men, the top two were for women. Basically the male to female ratio at this school is 5:1 (great odds for us women). It's been a lot of fun. As a junior, I became good friends with a few of the girls that lived on the fourth floor in the rooms near me and a lot of the guys on the third floor. We always got together in someone's room to watch TV, do homework, party, etc. A couple of people have graduated, but mostly we all managed to get the same rooms as last year. So this year has pretty much been a repeat of last year. I haven't had a steady boyfriend in about 3 years, though I have dated a little (never anyone from my dorm, though). I hear that most of the guys in the dorm think that I'm attractive, but many are too afraid to even flirt with me for fear of rejection. I'm 5'5", 120 lbs, with long, light brown hair and blue eyes, measuring in at 36DD-25-35. I may sound good on paper (or computer monitor), but I'm really not so attractive that anyone should be intimidated!

A guy named Matt lives directly below me. I think he is SO hot! He and I have been really good friends. He "knocks three times on the ceiling" if he wants me to come down there. I bang a chair against the floor a few times if I want
him to come up. It's odd, because calling each other on the phone would probably be just as easy. He has a girlfriend that he's been with since high school (she goes to a different college), so I really thought that nothing would ever happen between the two of us. He is a really big flirt, though. It's hard to describe, but knowing his personality, I really think he has cheated on her, but he never made any advances toward me. He has created lots of opportunities for me to make a move, making it obvious the he would then reciprocate, but I am way too shy. I don't want it to make our friendship awkward, because we really have a lot of fun together, but there have been a few occasions where I kicked myself afterward for not taking those opportunities!

--PART II: THE PLAN--

My friend Lauren and I sat in my room a few days before Halloween discussing my lust for Matt. She had always been amazed that the two of us never had sex. I wanted him SO bad, though! I wanted to give him the best sexual experience
that he had ever had. I wanted to verify that he was as good in bed as I'd imagined. As we discussed things, she suddenly got an idea. She told me that I could dress for Halloween (so that he would not know my identity) and seduce him. That way I could satisfy my desires, hopefully make him feel really good, and not jeopardize our friendship.
I didn't think it could work! Matt would definitely recognize me! How the hell could a person dress up enough to not be recognized, but still be able to have sex? Sure, maybe I could wear one of those rubber masks, but who would want to sleep with a hideous creature? Besides, I wanted to feel his lips on mine! Well, we pursued the idea and began to create a costume, still not certain whether it would work. We went shopping and got a tight black lace shirt, a VERY short black skirt, black stockings (lines up the back) and garter belt, a black mask (which just covers around a person's eyes & nose), a long, black cape, and a witch's hat. I also stopped and picked up a pair of green contact lenses. I didn't think it would hurt to change my eye color for the evening. Anything to help keep myself from being recognized! I was going to be a "slut-witch". This costume definitely does NOT fit my personality. No one who knows me would ever believe that I would wear such a thing...in PUBLIC, none-the-less! Halloween was on Thursday. The guys were planning to go out bar-hopping within walking distance. Matt and a couple of the other guys came up to show off their costumes. Matt wore his hockey jersey and carried an old hockey stick, enlisting our make-up expertise to give him a black eye and a few incisions. Nick made a last minute costume of "static-cling" by stapling socks and underwear to his t-shirt and pants. Bill dressed like a pimp. With his Italian features he really almost looked natural in his costume! When they asked, Lauren told them we hadn't decided what we were going to do yet. "I'm kind of tired," I said. "I don't think I'm going to go out at all tonight." It was around 9:30 when the guys left for the bars. Lauren and I rushed for the bathroom! Now for the moment of truth! We used temporary hair color to dye my hair a very dark red. I usually wear my hair straight, but Lauren curled it into tight spiral curls and teased it. I went back to my room to finish up. As I got dressed, Lauren sewed a little pocket into my cape so that I'd have a place to carry my driver's license (for ID at the bar). I wore a sheer, black, lace bra (front close) and a black, lace g-string with the rest of the outfit. I slipped on some black heels and looked in the mirror.
I could just barely see the tops of the stockings at the bottom of my skirt. I could definitely see my nipples through the shirt and bra. "This is too much (or too LITTLE!)," I thought. I switched contact lenses and put on a little make-up (since I usually don't wear any). Finally, I put on the mask & the hat and sneaked over to Lauren's room. "Holy shit!" She exclaimed. "There is NO WAY I can go out like this!" I said. "Sure you can!" "Lauren! It's indecent exposure! My luck, I'll get arrested!" "Just hope it's a male cop," she smiled. The expression on my face told her that I was serious...and disappointed that I wasn't going to be able to pull this off. "Michelle, just keep the cape wrapped around you until you feel that it'd be 'appropriate' to expose yourself," she said, handing me the cape. To make sure that I would not be recognized, we went to another friend's room and knocked on the door. (I had myself covered with my cape, as I knew the sight of my body wasn't going to make any difference in Jill recognizing me-- it was my face that I was concerned about!) Jill opened the door and looked at us. "Hi, Lauren," she said. Then she kind of looked at me, but didn't want to stare, so she looked at Lauren again, as if Lauren should be introducing this "stranger". She didn't recognize me...YET. Just give her a few seconds. Nope. Lauren said, "Jill, you know who this is, don't you?" Lauren felt more comfortable to stare at me. I smiled. "No..." Jill said, "I have no idea." Lauren said, "Jill, you have to know," as we walked in at sat in her room. After a few seconds, she asked, "Is it Kate?" (Kate is Lauren's friend who lives in another dorm -- I know her, but not very well.) "Nope," Jill smiled, "Guess again!" They chatted about who knows what for several minutes, the whole time Jill staring at me, thinking. Then it occurred to me...I CAN'T TALK! Anyone would recognize my VOICE! I sat there bothered for a few moments, and then decided to whisper, "You really don't know who I am?" Jill looked very puzzled and shook her head. "You have NO idea?" I whispered. "I can't tell!" Jill finally said, "Who is it?" I pulled off my mask. It still took Jill a few seconds, but she finally recognized me. "What a costume!" She remarked, impressed. We told her the plan. We believed that Matt wouldn't recognize me, but if he did, I could abort the mission by just telling him that I decided to meet them out (and then I just wouldn't try to seduce him). She offered to go out with Lauren so that they could keep an eye out for me (at a distance) so that I wouldn't get raped or anything. Comforting. They didn't dress up, but they came out...following a few yards behind me. As I walked, I became increasingly nervous.

--PART III: THE SEDUCTION--

It was almost 11:00. I had a good idea which bar to try first, knowing which drink specials the guys would be after. I took a deep breath as I got through the door, spotting Matt and Bill immediately, right where I had expected them to be. I stood at the opposite end of the bar from where they were sitting. I looked toward the door to see Lauren and Jill arriving. There was no sign of Nick anywhere. "Maybe he hooked up with a dryer-sheet," I thought to myself. My pitiful joke made me chuckle, which helped me relax a little. I ordered a Tom Collins and told the bartender (who didn't recognize me, a regular patron!) that I'd like to buy a drink for the "hockey player" and his friend, motioning toward them. I watched the bartender talk to them, but turned my head just as I saw that they were about to look at me. I was just way to nervous! After a minute or so, the bartender brought me my change, at which point I looked over at Matt and Bill. Matt was smiling ear-to-ear. I noticed that he was also very drunk...already. But all I could really think about was how hot he looked! We spent about 20 minutes smiling at each other, looking away for a few seconds, smiling again. He watched me try to politely push off a few guys who tried to hit on me, smiling the whole time. Then I guy who I had gone out on a couple of dates with tried to hit on me! HE didn't even recognize me! I was amazed. With new-found confidence, I got up, smiling at Matt to make sure that he saw me, and went toward the dance floor. I asked the DJ to play that song, "Would it be my fault, if I could turn you on..." and then I went around and stood at the opposite end of the dance floor, watching for him. I spotted Lauren and Jill. Lauren winked at me. I quickly turned my head away from them, but smiled, so that they knew that I was doing ok. Within a few minutes, I saw Matt and Bill on the other side of the room, surveying the dance floor. I quickly got out there and danced staring at him, careful not to expose too much of my body. He saw me and smiled. In a few minutes, the song I requested was played. I moved so that I was right in front of where Matt was standing. I danced moving my cape around so that he could catch intimate glimpses of my slut-witch costume. I saw Bill nudge him. Matt and Bill just chatted, while Matt watched me dance. Unfortunately, that damn hockey jersey was preventing me from being able to see if I was making him hard! I knew that I was getting wet already, just dancing in front of him. When the song was almost about to end, I walked off the dance floor and right up to him.
"Hi," he said, still smiling. Knowing that I still had to whisper, I pressed my body against his, put my left hand on his shoulder, my right hand on his chest (he put his right arm into my cape and around my waist!), and put my mouth close to his left ear, "hi." DAMN! Why couldn't I think of anything better to say than "hi"? But then again, I hadn't planned on having a conversation with him tonight...I planned on trying to get him into bed. Well, he still hadn't recognized me. So far, so good. I looked in his eyes as he complimented my costume. "Oh, you like it?" I whispered, pressing my right leg against his crotch. YEP! He was definitely hard! "I love it," he said, putting his other arm around my waist, and moving both hands down to gently squeeze my ass. Wow...this was happening faster than I thought it would...and it felt WONDERFUL. We started kissing, slowly and gently at first, then playfully. Matt's lips were warm and soft. I could feel little twitches of excitement between my legs. One of Matt's hands moved from my butt to my waist and up along my side until he was lightly touching the side of my breast. As he started kissing my neck, he moved his hand to the front, cupping my right breast and rubbing my very erect nipple between his fingers, through the thin lace. "Quite a handful," he whispered into my ear. His breath was hot on my ear, turning me on even more. By now I could feel that my panties (what little there was of them) were soaked. Before I knew it the three of us were walking back to the dorm. Bill
disappeared into his room as Matt and I continued walking.

--PART IV: THE SEX--

Before he even finished opening his door, we were kissing again. He started to remove my mask, but I stopped him and whispered, "Not yet." "I think can handle a little mystery," he said, teasingly. Kissing as we moved, we clumsily got into the room, removing his shirt as we fell onto the bed. He was lying partially on top of me, reaching his hand up
under the back of my skirt, as he kissed and nibbled at my neck. I grabbed his crotch, through his pants, squeezing firmly. He moaned softly and allowed me to roll him over on his back. I unzipped his pants and swiftly pulled them and
his underwear off. I straddled his legs and took off my hat. Careful not to pull my mask off, I pulled the lace shirt off over my head. I leaned forward and kissed him again. His hands wandered all over my body, pausing to unhook my bra and slowly pull it off. My breasts brushed against him as I kissed his chest...his cock slipped between them for a moment (to which he responded by pushing his pelvis up hard against me) as I kissed my way down past his stomach. I lightly flicked my tongue from his balls to the tip of his cock. I grasped the base in one hand and licked off the drop of pre-cum that had already formed at the tip. I looked up into his eyes as he watched me encircle the head of his cock with my tongue and then plunged it into my warm, wet mouth. I moved my lips up and down his cock, sucking gently while flicking my tongue firmly. I somehow managed to take him in and out, deeper each time until his entire cock was in my mouth and throat and my bottom lip pressed up against his balls. I slowly massaged his scrotom and felt the swell of cum rising from within them. I pulled my mouth off slightly and regained my grip on the base. I sucked harder and faster. I swallowed a few large spurts of cum, then pulled my head away, continuing to squeeze with my hand allowing the last few spurts to land on my breasts. I sat up smiled at him as I rubbed it into my skin and then licked my fingers. He grabbed my waist and rolled me over onto my back. He kissed me, again starting to remove my mask. Again, I stopped him, so he didn't force it. He removed my skirt and kissed my stomach...then my thighs...he licked along the straps of my garter belt...all around near my panties...close enough to drive me crazy! With one finger, he traced around the edge of my panties. With the other hand, he skillfully unsnapped the garter belt from my stockings. (I was impressed!) By his reaction as soon as he touched my panties in the "right" area, I could tell that he was surprised at how wet I was. He pulled them and the stockings off of me and I took off the garter belt. I closed my eyes and felt his lips press against the outside of my pussy lips. His tongue slipped inside the folds and circled my clit. He slowly moved his tongue down my slit and into my hole, then back up to my clit. Before long he pushed a finger inside me. I know I had been making the usual "mmmmm" and "oooo" sounds all along, but I was suddenly aware that my moans were louder than usual. This guy had definitely mastered the art of pussy-eating! I came almost immediately. He moved up to kiss me, fondling my breasts and pinching my nipples. His cock, hard again, was pulsating against my thigh. I started to reach between his
legs to guide him into my pussy, but he stopped me. "Not yet," he whispered. I was afraid that he was going to make me remove my mask before he would fuck me (which I would have given into at that point!), but he didn't. We continued
to kiss for a while. Then he reached into a drawer near the bed and pulled out a condom. (I was happy that he decided to have safe sex with a "perfect stranger"!) I took the condom from him and pushed him onto his back. (I wanted to show him a little trick that I've mastered!) I unwrapped the condom and put it in my mouth. I put my mouth onto his cock and with strategic sucking and lip and tongue movements, I unrolled the condom for a perfect fit. I straddled him again, rubbing my slit across the length of his cock. I could hear my juices sloshing between our bodies. When I couldn't stand it any longer, I gripped the base of his cock and tried to lower myself onto him. Unfortunately, I was a little tight and he was far from small, so it took a little work, but I was finally fully impaled on his cock. We quickly established a perfect rhythm...we rolled over and around, enjoying a few positions, finally resting in an exhausted heap after I had come twice more and he had come again. It was seriously the best sex I ever had. I almost fell asleep lying beside Matt, my head resting comfortably on his arm. It was so tempting for me to stay. I thought about taking off my mask and
letting him find me lying next to him when he woke up. But, I knew that for good reasons I had tried hard to conceal my identity. I didn't want to make an impulsive decision that I would regret. It was 4:30am. Matt was sound asleep. I carefully got up got up and got dressed. I took a few minutes to watch him sleep. DAMN! He is SO hot! I decided that it would be a nice touch if I left the mask behind. I waited until I was most of the way out the door before I dared to remove it. No one was in the hall. PHEW! As I placed the mask on top of his television (by the door) I thought that it would be really cool if I left the cape. Then maybe he would think about me wandering around campus "exposed" to get home. So, I left the cape, closed the door, and HURRIED upstairs...undetected!

--PART V: BACK TO NORMAL--

When I got to my room, there was a note under my door--from Lauren and Jill--informing me that they were in Jill's room and that I should get my butt in there with details as soon as I got back...no matter what time. I took a shower first (reluctant to wash Matt off of me, but out of consideration for my friends) and knocked on Jill's door. No answer. I slowly opened the door and peeked in. Jill was asleep on her bed, Lauren was asleep on the floor, and the TV was on. When I shut off the TV, Lauren woke up. "Hey," she said, sleepily, "was it everything you thought it would be?" I smiled, "Oh, yeah! Now I wish he knew it was me! I'd like to do this every day!" Jill woke up and I gave them a brief, not-too-graphic synopsis. Lauren and I went to our rooms and I fell asleep with a smile on my face! In the morning, Lauren and Jill knocked on my door to go to breakfast. They were ready for class, but since I didn't have any classes until 11:00, I went to breakfast in sweats. As we walked down to the cafeteria, they told me that they were shocked I had
gone through with last night's adventure. I told them I even surprised myself, but it was the most fun I had in my life!
After we had been eating for about 10 minutes, Matt, Bill, Nick, and a few other guys headed over with their trays.
As they walked, Nick was saying, "No WAY!" to Matt. The other guys (except for Bill) were looking at Matt intently.
Bill said, "I can't verify what happened in that room, but I know she was hot for him when I left them!" Matt indicated for them to shut up as they approached the table. Damn! I was hoping to hear what he thought of his evening. "So, how were the Halloween festivities last night?" I asked. The guys giggled. Yes...men...giggled. Lauren piped in, "Jill and I went out for a little while last night. It was pretty boring, actually." Nick said, "Boring? That's funny...Matt had the time of his life!" Matt kicked Nick under the table, "How do YOU know?" He looked at the rest of us, "'Static Cling', here, disappeared with a pumpkin." Nick tried to defend himself, "She was dressed as a PENCIL." Matt laughed, "but she LOOKED like a pumpkin!" So, Matt successfully diverted the attention away from his evening. So...things went back to normal...except that I had a secret.

--PART VI: THE SECRET REVEALED--

Last night (almost 3 weeks after Halloween) a lot of us (Matt, Nick, Bill, Brian, Jeff, Lauren, and I) were sitting around watching TV, half-heartedly doing homework, in Matt's room. It got out of hand because everyone was really hyper and tired of homework. We all decided to have fun that night and blow off classes (at least morning classes) the next day.
We took up a collection and before you know it Lauren (she had a car on campus), Nick, and Brian went out and got a half keg of beer. We do tend to be impulsive. We played a few games...asshole, three-man, up the river-down the river...for about 3 hours. We were all really buzzed. Then someone (and I still don't remember who) started a game of Truth or Dare. If you refused to answer a question or take a dare presented to you, you had to drink a whole glass (well, plastic cup) of beer. They started with Nick. He chose truth. (No one was really brave enough to chose a dare!) Matt said, "Oh! I want to ask THIS question! Did you fuck the fat pumpkin-pencil girl?" Everyone started laughing.
Nick just got up, filled his glass from the keg and drank...which pretty much answered Matt's question! We all laughed hysterically! Before I knew it, I was choosing, "truth." Jeff asked, "So, tell us, why haven't you and Matt had sex, yet?"
This question took me by surprise, and I THOUGHT about saying something lame like, "Well, Matt has a girlfriend, you know," but I decided to play around, "What makes you so sure that we haven't?" Everyone laughed, and Matt gave me a high-five, thinking that that was a good come-back and enjoying the idea that people may be wondering if we ever did
(having no idea what was going through my mind)! Next, it was Matt's turn to answer a question. Nick asked, "What 'proof' do you have that this 'Halloween Mystery Girl' you're so hung up on, even exists?" Matt seemed at first annoyed that this was mentioned in front of us girls, but he was buzzed enough not to care after a few seconds. He got up and opened one of his dresser drawers and pulled out the cape and the mask. Lauren and I pretended to be confused. Matt gave the mask to Nick (which he put on) and tied the cape around his neck and wore it while we continued playing the game. Soon, Nick ended up wearing the cape and everyone started calling him "Zorro". Then Bill was wearing the cape for a while. The whole time, we were still playing the game. Before long, I noticed that Bill was looking at me kind of funny. It was my turn. Naturally, I chose truth again. Bill quickly asked, "Michelle, what did YOU do Halloween night?"
Dead silence. I looked at Lauren. She was as shocked as I was and didn't know what to say. "I told you guys that I wasn't going out," I said. Bill wasn't satisfied, "But you DID go out. Tell us what you did." Everyone was looking back and forth between me and Bill. I looked at Lauren, who was NO help. Finally, I got up and filled my glass at the keg, and drank it. Everyone was a little confused, but quickly dismissed it and got back to the game. Bill stared at me, smirking as we continued to play. He must have had an idea that I was the "Mystery Girl", but how could he? The more I thought about it, the more I realized that if I kept avoiding Bill's questions by drinking, I'd soon be passed out, Bill would tell everyone, and I'd be unable to see Matt's reaction. I didn't like THAT idea, so I figured that maybe I should play along, trying to make it more fun than awkward. When it was Bill's turn, I asked him, "What makes you think that I went out on
Halloween?" Bill smiled and got up and handed the cape to Matt to wear. He then went to the keg, filled his glass, and drank it. I was puzzled. So was everyone else. He just sat back down and smiled. We continued to play the game. When it was my turn, I looked at Bill and said, "Truth," assuming that he was going to continue his interrogation. He smiled and looked around, as if he was expecting someone else to come up with a question. Everyone looked at him, so he asked, "What's your favorite color?" I was confused, to say the least. Everyone laughed at the oddity of the question. I answered, "Blue," and the game continued. Next, it was Matt's turn. Bill said, "No...take a 'dare'." Matt said something like, "Oh, yeah, like I trust you for a dare!" Bill said, "Really, you'll love it. If not you drink, big deal." I wondered what the HELL he was up to! Matt finally shrugged and said, "Ok." Bill smiled. He looked at me and then he looked at Matt. Finally he said, Matt, I dare you to look inside the pocket of that cape." OOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhh shit! I had forgotten all about my driver's license in the pocket of the cape! Instinctively, I tried to get to the pocket and retrieve my license before Matt saw it...not even thinking that he would figure out that me having an interest in what was in the cape would be incriminating enough! My efforts we futile, anyway. Matt pulled out my license and stared at it. I could feel my face getting red. I was nervous about what Matt's reaction might be. "Wow..." he said. He looked at Bill as he handed my license to Jeff (who was sitting on the other side of him) and then started to smile as he looked at me. With that, the game of Truth or Dare was over. Lauren gave me a big smile as Matt shuffled everyone out of his room for the night...everyone but ME, that is!


Ms. Trena loved Halloween. 

She loved her hot vampire costume and making her man dress up.  She smiled waiting for him to get home from work.  She was horny and wanted to jump him the second he got out of the car, but instead she wanted him to dress up first. Sam entered the house whistling, happy the day was over and the night fun was about to begin.  He had been looking forward to Ms. Trena's surprise she had cooked up for him all week.  Ms. Trena met Sam at the door holding his costume.  "Go change now," she ordered.  He took the costume and started to hurry to the bedroom when she stopped him.  "No, strip and put it on here, I want to watch you," she demanded.  Sam set his briefcase down and began to undress.  Ms. Trena could see his dick was hard already.  He was a bit taken back when he saw his costume, but followed his Mistress's demands completely.  He slipped the leash over his head, connecting it to his already erect cock harness, and finished buckling the harness.  His cock hung out perfectly, the way Ms. Trena liked.  She took the end of the leash and said, "Come on boy, outside we go."  Poor Sam gasped at the coldness as it was freezing outside.  Ms. Trena led him through the bushes behind the house to a small clearing.  His eyes widened at the grave stones.  "You want to fuck here, Ms. Trena?" he asked.  She told him to be quiet and lay down.  He obeyed without hesitation.  "Now play with yourself so I can watch you," she ordered.  He closed his eyes and began to go through his usual jerk-off routine.  She stopped him grabbing his hand.  "Spread your legs wider and put them up on the tombstone," she ordered.  Sam did as she said while she sat on top of the stone watching him get off, her pussy aching for his meat.  But she wouldn't take his meat just yet. She would let him get himself right to the edge before she would take back control.  Just as he was about to cum, Ms. Trena jumped down on him and he gasped as she impaled his cock.  She started to fuck him, her pussy lips tightening hard on him.  He began to moan her name begging to get off.  When he was about to cum, she would grip him tighter not letting him explode as he so desperately wanted. "OH please, Ms. Trena, Let me cum!!" he begged.  She laughed and said, "You know you want to prolong it. This is really better for you."  As she'd bring him up to the verge of an orgasm, she'd stop riding him, making him want it that much more.  Finally after several times on this roller-coaster, she let him cum in her and it satisfied her as well. Ms. Trena leaned against the tombstone and removed her shoes.  Gripping his cock with her toes, she pushed his meat to the ground.  She pushed him over on his side, wrapped her leg around him and with her foot, she rolled his meat back and forth on the ground making him moan.  She made him shoot his load one more time.  "Lay here and take a nap, little one," she said.  "You're going to need your strength later."  When Sam woke up she was gone.  He was certain she must have gone home.  He had to find his way back to the house shivering and naked except for the costume.  He had to hurry so as not to get caught out in the open.  When he got into the house, he found Ms. Trena sleeping very peacefully. He then took a shower and prepared himself for bed.  She had left him a note telling him to go sleep in the guestroom alone so he got good sleep for work the next day and play the next night.  He was pretty sure the next night would be another night of pure submission to Ms. Trena.  He fell asleep with a smile.


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