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!
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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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