3 comments/ 76860 views/ 3 favorites A Halloween Party By: Tipson Chapter 1 The sun had just risen. It shone on the leaves, it made prisms through water drops, and filtering in through the blinds it awoke Mario from his sleep. After having a nice long lazy stretch he got up and went to the bathroom to take care of the morning business. Then he went down to the kitchen to have breakfast. He was already regretting awakening. After a long night of drinking his body had reacted adversely, his mouth had that I-drank-too-much-flavor, but, thank goodness, not with a hangover. He never got those, but had a strong desire to sleep but unable to because of job responsibilities. It was Halloween and he was looking to a very long day; meeting with all sorts of parents, and kids that just would not stay still, and cry at the mention of the word no. Also, all these people walking around asking questions and expecting quick answer that he almost decided to not go in at all. But money is necessary for one's living. What he did enjoy was when those hot ones, MILFs or not, decided to walk in his shop and ask about what to wear. Mario enjoyed looking up and down their bodies and trying to imagine them naked then imagining them putting the costume that he chose on. Some of them were so hot! Their breasts seemed like they could not stand their confinement and just begged to be released. Sometimes their nipples stuck out pointing like lasers to everything that they were faced with. They wore tight pants that made their asses nice and round and almost ready to fuck doggy style. Then he remembered the day that he had gotten lucky with a blonde two months ago. It had been a slow day, and Mario had been glad that he had remembered to bring a book to read just in case. The doorbell rang, and he had been slightly annoyed because he had gotten into the book, but that evaporated quickly when his eyes feasted on that beautiful sight. It was a hot blonde, wearing a halter top that did very little to conceal her ready-to-pop-out breasts which to Mario said that if they did to please suck them. The halter top also showed her flat stomach with just a hint of a four pack. She also wore short ass hugging shorts that mind you made her heart shaped ass look very fuckable indeed. It was a sight to see. Due to it he had a raging hard on within seconds. This blonde came to him almost teasingly, but Mario had not seen her before and could not decide if it was deliberate or that was just the way she walked. With red lips that Mario imagined wrapped around his cock, she said "Hi!" Mario came out of his trance and said, "Hi! May I help you find anything?" "Yes. I'm looking for a costume to wear for a party and I was told you had everything a girl could want." "Yes. I sure do. Is there anything in particular you were looking for, or did you just wanna bounce around the store and see?" he realized how his words might be taken and blushing, corrected himself, "I mean, uh, go around the store." "I want something sexy that will make heads turn. Just like yours did when I walked in the room." He blushed again and stuttered an excuse, "Well ... uh ... you ... er ... uh ... very" then getting frustrated with himself, "You are very pretty," then as an afterthought, "hot." "Why thank you!" "You're welcome. Shall we?" "Yes please." A costume had come to his mind immediately but very few had the body or the bravery to wear it. It was a naughty nurse one, but oh my did this nurse looked naughty. He didn't want to go to that one right away, wanting to build her up and taking the opportunity to scan her thoroughly. What he did not know was that Ally was taking notice and was getting turned on by it. Not only that, but this was also part of a bet that she had lost and was looking forward to fulfill. She was suppose to go to a costume shop, find an outfit, and fuck the brains out of the guy who helped her. She was glad that it was Mario though. He was not bad looking, and for the most part was well built, slightly taller than her, brown eyes, tanned. You know, the Latin Lover. Plus, the looks that he was giving her were full of desire and she liked that. He showed her a few conservative ones knowing full well that she would dislike those. He went on to a naughty Red Riding Hood that showed a lot of skin. She wanted to try that one on. Mario got it for her and when he gave it to her she said, "Don't look, okay?" Immediately she turned dropping her shorts to show him a perfectly round ass divided by the string of her thong. Up went her top but the whole time she was not facing him. Mario's cock felt like it was going to explode just from the view. Once she had the costume on she turned to face him. It looked real good on her. It pushed her breasts up giving her a very nice cleavage. The slit on both sides ended just below the buttocks showing lots of very fine legs. "What do you think?" she asked. "You look good." "Just good? Ok then this won't do." With that she turned again, took it off showing Mario her perfect ass once again and put her clothes on. "Next." Dominatrix was the next one but she turned it down saying, "Too common. For some reason I have a feeling that many girls are gonna be wearing that one," making Mario wish that he was invited to the party, "I need something hot, sizzling, nice and naughty all in one." That was his cue. He showed her the nurse outfit. She wrinkled her nose slightly when she saw the word printed on the back of the costume, but as he showed her more and more of it her eyes got wider and brighter. You would think she was looking at a growing cock. "May I try that one?" "Please do," he said grinning. She took her clothes off. Everything except her thong, and this time she was facing him making his heart skip a beat. Mario was not expecting that. Her breasts were firm and stayed up without the support of her bra. The nipples were dark pink protruding out about half an inch. Her areolas were about half-dollar sized colored light pink. He almost went over and began sucking them but she started to put the nurse costume on. By the time she was done she looked just as sizzling, naughty and nice, and everything else that she wanted. Her breasts seemed ready to explode through the top. The buttons had a hard time keeping it closed and since there were only two they showed lots of that tasty looking breast; they also could not and were not intended to cover her stomach so that was there to look at as well. The skirt rode low also showing a great mid and lower section. It was also very short and came to an end just below her ass. The fish net stockings were white, matching the outfit and ending right where the skirt ended giving it an even naughtier sexier look. Also a pair of stilettos, white, that she had to bend over to put on came with the outfit. Mario could see her ass once again and paying close attention he could make out her pussy lips. They seemed slightly moist to him, but it could have been his imagination. "What do you think?" "Damn baby you look good enough to eat!" Mario replied, no longer restrained with embarrassment. "Really?" and walking over to the counter she sat on the edge spreading her legs wide apart she said, "Why don't you then?" Mario did not need to be asked twice. Just like the song says he pinned her ass to the counter and attacked the chocha. She smelled great. Her inner thighs were soft on his cheeks. He ran his tongue on one side of her smooth thighs then on the other side going over each lip at the same time. Then he hooked his fingers on the string, pulling it down for complete access. He kissed her thighs then French kissed her pussy completely ignoring her clit. He bit them lightly, then while he began thrusting his tongue in her hot cunt his hands went up to her top, skillfully undid the two buttons, then rubbed her breasts ignoring the nipples. Ally was moaning without restrain. She could care less if anyone outside could hear or if anyone would walk in on them and apparently neither did he. He was good. His skill was bringing her to the edge quickly and what he did next took her there and pushed her over strongly. The whole time he had been ignoring her clit and nipples both engorged and begging for attention. Mario seemed like he was never going to touch them then suddenly he moved from tongue fucking her to sucking her clit and running his tongue over it very fast; also he moved his hands from squeezing her breasts to twisting and pinching his nipples. "Ooohhhhh I'm ccuummiinngg! Yyyeeessssssssss," she said nearly seeing stars from the power of her orgasm. Mario gladly lapped up her juices. Once he sensed that she was done he got up. Ally had to stay there for a little bit to regain her control. She noticed his cock tenting shamelessly in his pants and said, " Well, well, well. Seems that my patient has a slight problem. Would you mind if I took a look to see if there is something that I could do to fix it?" "Oh no. Not at all. By all means have a look." Getting on her knees she quickly undid his pants and took his member out. Her jaw nearly dropped, it was huge and thick. Her hand could barely reach around it, and it dwarfed her ex who was around five and a half or six inches. Why did she not know about him before? At least she knew him now. 'A fine specimen,' she thought, 'I'll bet it's just as tasty as it looks.' With that she wrapped her lips around the head and ran her tongue around it making Mario shiver. She didn't play with it as she would have liked due to time constraints so she got to it and began blowing him earnestly. Her hands went to his balls softly massaging them. Her other hand went to her twat and massaged it. She didn't last long giving the blow job though because Mario played with her boobs while she was blowing him then pulled her up using them. He picked her up sat her on the counter and rammed his cock all the way in with one forceful stroke. All Ally could do was moan. She was not expecting it but it felt great inside her stretching her like no other cock had in a long time. But Mario didn't stop there. He began ramming her moving the counter, making loud smacking sounds as their skin slapped each other. "Oh oh oh," was all that came out of Ally's mouth, her eyes rolled back, her breasts bouncing up down up down to the rhythm of Mario's thrusts. He must have done her like that for about five minutes then pushed her back so she would lie down on the counter, lifted her legs holding them by her ankles, then began thrusting into her again with even more vigor than previously. He moved back a little bit pulling her along with him so that her ass was in midair. Thanks to that angle his rod rubbed her clit while it went in out in out in out of her. That sent her to the edge; once there his cock would just not let her come down. Mario could feel he was getting close and he was even rushed to get there by how hard her twat was squeezing him. He felt his balls tighten and said, "I'm gonna cumm all over your pusssssyy babyyyy." "Oooohh oohhh ohhhh ..." was all she could make as a reply. He thrust once more into her as deep as he could then exploded. Rope after rope of cum pushed into her making her cum again and again. Finally his cock deflated and came out of her with a light pop. Once she recovered she stood up gave his cock a squeeze kissed him and said, "Thanks for the fuck, lover." She walked over to where her clothes were, picked them up and felt a little bit of cum run down on her right thigh. She turned to him, scooped it up with her finger, sucked it for him, and said, "By the way my name is Ally. The check for the costume is on the counter, it should cover the cost," turned around, walked out. It covered a little over twice the value of the costume and Mario was very happy. He noticed that his cock was still hanging and quickly put it away. He could not believe his luck and was beginning to think that maybe he had fallen asleep and that this was a dream. But then he realized that she had left her panties on the floor, proving to him that it was no dream at all. Chapter 2 Mario's cock had gotten hard just thinking about it. The thought of helping himself out came to him but at that moment two mothers, not good looking, came in with four children. Quickly he adjusted himself so that his hard-on would not be as noticeable, mostly for the little kids. But he knew from experience that they never even looked. He greeted them, they asked for Spider Man, and Batgirl, and Violet and Dash from the Incredibles and Princess Jasmine. He noticed the mother looking at his bulge but he paid no attention, not really interested. By the time he realized it, it had gone down to its normal size. A few MILFs came in and out most of them with husbands or children and he was kept very busy. He was not going to stay open the whole day because he had plans but he was starting to get tired at the constant stream of customers. One MILF came in, that he had done six or seven months ago, with her daughter. He recognized her and remembered the time but he was being asked by others for this and that and could not dwell on it completely. But when she was leaving with her purchases, she walked over to him, and when no one was looking gave his member a quick hard squeezed. Mario had liked that. His cock had liked it too. It almost rose, but then Mario was being asked for attention again so it receded. It was close to seven and a half hours of constant business, with the screaming, laughing, jumping of children, the voices of men and women, the opening closing of the door, the ding dong of the door bell, the sound of the register, that he was tired and glad to be closing. Two more mothers came in right before he shut the door and begged him to let them buy a costume and he did. One of them was giving him looks but his mind was too tired to acknowledge them even though his prick did. But he made a mental note to remember her next time. They left and he closed, and when leaving he took two costumes with him that he would wear for the night. He was expecting to have fun. Was planning actually to enjoy himself thoroughly, and you never know, maybe get lucky. And he also knew that in those parties there was a chance of that happening. He had been saving himself for it for a while. He had not masturbated the whole week. What he did do however, was to try to turn himself on and off making himself hornier and hornier so that now it was hard to push sexual thoughts away from his mind. He had decided on a Batman suit that he always liked. He was kinda built and it made him look good. Feel good. The other one had been of Mr. Incredible but a little bit modified. The symbol on the chest seemed closely to resemble a penis entering a vagina, while on the crotch it made a hard dick stand out a bit more giving it more definition. He had gotten that one recently. There was very little doubt on his mind that he was going to wear it. Ah, the benefits of working at a costume shop. He got home, drank his usual shake but with a few things added to make him stronger for the night just in case. He took a nice hot shower, washing himself very well and got dressed. He was ready for the party. The suit really did look good on him. And it felt real good on his skin. There was no way that he was gonna be going round in an uncomfortable suit so he had made sure that the material was nice. He was wearing nothing underneath it as well, just to add to the definition. Plus, the suit really did feel good. The way it was built it held his cock in an upright position whether hard or not. Due to the softness of the material it kept making him more aroused and knowing that he would try his best to get into a pussy. He drove his car to the party. There were lots of people on the street wearing all sorts of costumes. Little kids and big kids and dads and daughters and moms were all over the street, but it seemed that there were a lot more adults now than children. That made sense though since it was getting late. He saw the blonde that he had sold the Naughty Nurse wearing that costume and it brought him the memories back again. It also brought his rod memories because it immediately reacted. He almost stopped to say hello but decided against it. Plans had been made already and he was intending to stick to them. His friend had said to be sure to be there because they were going to have a surprise. When he arrived he could tell that most of the people, if not all, were there already. The music was playing at the back yard. Mario added his car to the collection of cars parked on the street. Walking confidently, enjoying the fresh night air he made his way to the house. There was no need to knock simply he let himself in. It was a good party. People were talking here and there, males and females dressed in all sorts of costumes raging from a baby to Chewbacca to Sailor Moon to Actresses and Actors. He said hi to as many as he saw enjoying the looks that he was receiving. Already he was getting attention and his prick wasn't even awake yet. "Hey George!" he said to his friend when he saw him. It immediately made him glad that he was wearing what he was because George was dressed as Batman. "Hey Mario! What took you so long? You look good. Come let me introduce you. The girl with the witch costume is Amanda. That's Jennifer. John is over there. The rest I think you already know." "Yeah!" "Ok then. Go get yourself a drink." "Glad to. I could use one." "Feel free." He walked over to Sarah who was mixing and was a real bartender. She was dressed as an undead Cheerleader. She looked good in an odd sort of way with the legs seemingly scratched and a soiled short skirt. The top was ripped almost so that you could make out her nipples. Sexy. He's cock was beginning to react. "Down boy, not yet," he said. He began to mingle and as the night progressed. Along with it the drinks, the getting closer and more comfortable also progressed. He danced with many of the girls, getting close and pressing his now fully awake member on to them so they could appreciate his size as well as his intentions. They didn't seem to mind. He kissed a few and got to feel up a few others making him very horny. Especially a Mexican one with huge breasts that he wished very much that he could grab and suck them. Actually, he had the opportunity to feel her up rubbing her nipples. He was sure he would have had her but her cell rang. Then she told him that it was her hubby and that she had to go. "Damn! So close and yet so far." "Hey Mario!" called his friend, "Come on. The surprise is about to start." He went to the house and was surprised to notice that most of the people had gone. Seemed that he might have spent more time than he expected with big boobs Brenda. When he walked in the living room it was nice and candle lit. The light had been turned off. There were decorations that glowed in the dark adding to the atmosphere. He was glad to notice that his suit was glowing in the dark too especially much more around the groin. "So what's the surprise?" he asked Gorge. "Well. Amanda here is a witch. And she says that tonight is a good night for witchcraft. She is going to perform." "Oh really." He was getting a little skeptical. "And what will you be doing?" said he addressing her. Also he paid more attention and noticed that she was really sexy. Jennifer also was there and John. But Mario noticed that they did not seem to be attached so he looked at Jennifer more freely. She was sexy too with big breasts. She was dressed like Elvira Mistress of the Dark and she looked good. John wore a Super Mario Brothers outfit, and Amanda wore a sexy Snow White Witch. God she looked hot. That was his prick talking now. He noticed that it had gone to full attention again. A Halloween Party Chelsea Bierhoff was bored. She blew a raspberry watching the football game. There was little more for Chelsea to do. The football team was slogging through a game, that it should have been winning easily. Chelsea turned toward the stands and looked at the bored faces among the university's students. "This is stupid," Chelsea said, to Tina, one of the other cheerleaders and one of her better friends on the squad. "Yeah," Tina agreed, nodding her head. Tina's long, brown ponytail bobbed up and down. Chelsea was a junior business major. She had chosen the small college in the foothills of central Maryland as a way to escape her small town in South Carolina. Chelsea considered herself a Southern belle. She had been a cheerleader in high school. So becoming one for the university was a natural progression. The only minor part was the girls here were a little more athletic, not as bubbly and not to mention quite sexier, as she and her cheerleading squad had been back home. Chelsea looked the part of a cheerleader. Her tanned skin and Kardashian dimensions made Chelsea a stand out on an already beautiful squad. "Let's see if we can do something," said Arjen Torres, the squad's captain. Arjen had been captain for 2 years and the squad reflected her attitude, outlook and appearance. Her sandy complexion, long black hair and toned body marked her as another beauty on the squad. Many of the other cheerleaders followed their captain in appearance. Arjen was from New Jersey and her accent sometimes came through when she was really excited. "I doubt it," Chelsea quipped. She rolled her eyes. "Just get ready," Arjen shot back. The beautiful Latino glanced over her shoulder to the other cheerleaders. "Make it sound good!" The squad went through their routine, trying to get the crowd back into the lifeless 12- 3 game. Their team was barely clinging to the lead. Some in the crowd responded to the cheerleaders efforts. *** "Hey are you going to the Tri Pi's party?" Arjen asked Chelsea, as they stood in the locker room. "I might," Chelsea said. She looked toward the squad's captain, another of her friends. "I still gotta find a costume." "Shit you could go naked," Arjen laughed. Her honey-colored eyes took in Chelsea's body. Chelsea blushed slightly. She saw Arjen looking at her. "I don't know if Rafe would appreciate that," Chelsea laughed. She stood in front of a mirror, admiring her body. Chelsea cupped her 34 C cup breasts, propping them up, making them fuller. Arjen laughed again at her comment. The cheerleaders were in their part of the locker room, more a dressing room for them, after the football team's lackluster 15-6 win. All were in various states of undress. Arjen and Chelsea both went into the room near the showers, standing in front of the mirrors admiring their bodies, occasionally sneaking a peek at each other's body. Their bodies shone with a fine coat of sweat and steam. A fine mist hung in the air, providing the air with a dampness. "Yeah, Rafael might have a heart attack, if you showed off all of that," giggled Arjen. She slapped Chelsea on her voluptuous ass. "Girl stop," Chelsea laughed, slapping at Arjens' hand. She had been complimented on her rear for awhile. Both men and women talked about it. Chelsea used to get defensive about it, but during the later part of her high school years she had grown to love it and appreciate it. Her ass had gotten her many things. "Bet you don't say anything when Rafael has you bent over, beating it up," Arjen laughed, sneaking in another light slap. Arjen had a healthy ass herself, that was plump but toned. Chelsea blushed while laughing. "Girl I gotta hurry up," she said. "Why?" Arjen asked. "You know the Sigmas are having an aftergame party at Vizions? Me and a couple of the girls are going." "I got someplace to be," Chelsea said. She didn't tell her friend that she was a stripper at one of the Black strip clubs in downtown Baltimore. Chelsea had chosen the spot because it was a little more upscale than the rest and also because there was no way for any of her friends to ever see her. "I would come if I could though." "You and Rafael got plans?" Arjen laughed. Chelsea pretended not to hear the comment and Arjen dropped the matter. After she got dressed, Chelsea stopped by Arjen's locker. The buxom Latina was unaware of Chelsea standing behind her. Several other cheerleaders were standing close by. "Hey you want to go costume shopping tomorrow," Chelsea whispered. Arjen jumped, startled by Chelsea's sudden appearance. She nodded her head "yes." "We gon find you something sexy!" Arjen laughed. *** The next day, the two young women went out shopping. They visited several shops but couldn't find anything to their liking. At their final stop, Arjen found a costume, entitled "Naughty Nurse." The one piece pink halter style dress was form-fitting, sported a big red and white cross across the chest, stopped at the upper thigh and had a plunging neckline. Chelsea modeled the outfit for Arjen. The dress clearly showed off the tops of Chelsea's firm breasts. Her breasts giggled as she walked around. Chelsea bounced on her heels several times. "Girl you look hot in that," Arjen said. Her eyes took in the shapely cheerleader. She marvels at the image in front of her. Arjen had to admit to herself that Chelsea looked hot in the costume. "Are you sure," Chelsea asked. She twisted around in the mirror, trying to see ever inch of the outfit. "Does this work for the party?" "Hell yeah!" Arjen giggled. She reached out and patted Chelsea on the thigh. Her hand lingered on Chelsea's thigh for a moment. Chelsea tried to playfully avoid the touch, but was unsuccessful. Arjen's hand felt hot, where it had touched her skin. Chelsea shuddered involuntarily at the thought that suddenly popped in her head. "Ok, she agreed. "I'll get this. What about you?" "I need to get one," Arjen said. Arjen left Chelsea and looked along the rack of costumes. She had already selected several out. Arjen went into the dressing room that Chelsea had just occupied and tried them on. She could still smell Chelsea in the dressing room. Arjen can out of the dressing room in a witch's costume that showed off her sexy thighs. Arjen spun around modeling it. "Girl you are going to hurt somebody's feelings with that one," Chelsea laughed. She eyes Arjen in the costume; sizing her up. In the back of her mind, Chelsea hoped that Arjen wouldn't get the seductive costume. She didn't want anyone to outclass her at the party. Chelsea knew that in that costume, Arjen would look breathtaking. "Are you sure about that one though?" "I'll get it," Arjen said, looking at herself in the mirror again. She blew a kiss over her shoulder at Chelsea. Chelsea pretended to catch the imaginary kiss. "Watch out I might want to see if you really can kiss," Chelsea mocked. *** The day of the party arrived. Several other fraternities and sororities were hosting parties. However the Tri Pi's Halloween party was known to be the biggest and some said the best of the campus parties. Many of the cheerleaders were going to the party. "Chelsea you look good in that," Tina said, watching Chelsea put on her costume. "Thanks bitch," Chelsea joked. She pulled up the front of the dress, helping to prop up her breasts. Chelsea turned around in the mirror and admired her ass. She had discovered that the dress was thin enough to show off her nipples and show that she wasn't wearing any underwear. "I'll show you a bitch, slut," Tina retorted. Tina cute in her own right, was dressed in a black witch's dress, that was shredded by design at her knees and a black pointed hat. Tina's chesnut brown hair flowed down her back. She was shorter than Chelsea. Tina's iced-tea skin color, pretty face, slim waist and thick thighs, garnered her many compliments, but she still thought that Chelsea looked better. Tina walked into the bathroom behind Chelsea. She pushed Chelsea on the arm. "What now?" "Let me get dressed," Chelsea giggled, slapping at Tina, who was grabbing at her breasts. "I need to be the prettiest girl there." "I'm going to help you," Tina laughed. She grabbed one of Chelsea's nipples and pinched it. "I'm going to make sure your ta-tas show up and that way the boys will notice you!" Chelsea tried to slap her friend's hand away. She twisted and turned as Tina's hand darted in and grabbed a handful of breasts. "Girl stop," Chelsea squealed. She had to admit to herself that she liked it when someone played with her breasts. Her mind was ecstatic with the touch from Tina. "They don't need no help to show up." "You're right," Tina laughed. She hipbumped Chelsea, trying to get a little more space in front of the bathroom mirror. Tina adjusted her costume, trying to show a little more cleavage. "Girl my nipples are hard now," Chelsea said. She looked down at her nipples, which were poking through the fabric of the outfit. Chelsea put her hands over her breasts, feigning indignation. Tina just laughed. Her hand shot out a squeezed Chelsea's breast again. The two cheerleaders got dressed and went to the party. Arjen had called Chelsea on the way, telling her that she would meet the two of them there. The Tri Pis had their own house on campus. It was a modest brown-stone, which had been renovated and redesigned for the fraternity. As they neared the building, Chelsea and Tina could hear the music before they saw the crowd of people. "Damn everyone must be there," Tina said, looking slack-jawed at the line of people. "You know it!" Chelsea smiled. She deliberately slowed her walk, causing her ass and breasts to jiggle. Chelsea heard several catcalls. Tina playfully slapped her on the ass. "Look at you!" Tina laughed. "See you are going to start something tonight that you can't finish." "Sure," Chelsea mocked. "The monsters in the dark are going to get me." Once they got they got to the house, Chelsea and Tina stood in a line of costumed people. Both girls were getting approving stares from some of the fraternity boys who were mobbed around the front porch and other young men standing in the line. "Look at these guys," Tina whispered. She nudged Chelsea with her elbow. "Yeah I see them," Chelsea giggled. She glanced at several guys, dressed in various costume, who smiled and waved back. "I can't get into trouble though. Rafe is my baby!" "Shit be free tonight," Tina laughed. When the Chelsea and Tina finally entered the house, they discovered a house full of costumes partygoers, doing many different things. Some people were dancing, some drinking, some playing cards and others engaged in whispered conversations. The two cheerleaders took the whole scene in. They both laughed at what they saw. "Girl, don't get lost," Chelsea yelled over the music at Tina. "Don't get too crazy." Tina nodded her head acknowledging Chelsea's statements. She looked around, trying to see where she was going to go and what to do first. Tina adjusted her costume again, trying to show more skin. Chelsea spotted two of the other cheerleaders, waved and headed over to them. She felt good as she got amidst the other girls, who were dressed as a fairy and a princess. *** As the night went on Chelsea began to enjoy herself more and more. The other cheerleaders had helped her to relax, getting her what they said was a cranberry and vodka. To Chelsea, it tasted like more vodka than cranberry. The drink burned as it went down, but after a few minutes, Chelsea began to feel the effects of the alcohol. She danced with several frat boys. Twice they tried to feel her up. Chelsea slapped their hands away. "Hey girl," Arjen said, surprising Chelsea as she danced with another touchy-feely-horny frat boy. "What's up?" Chelsea said, Turning to look at the beautiful head cheerleader. Arjen's costume fit her so well and her make up was done for effect, making her appear all the more sexy. Lavender eye shadow brought out her honey colored eyes. The tops of Arjen's breasts bubbled over the top of the costume, inviting stares. "Trying to enjoy this party, Arjen laughed. She placed her hands on her hips. Arjen drank in Chelsea in the nurse's outfit. "Have you been enjoying yourself?" "Yeah," Chelsea said. She continued to dance, although she had turned away from her dance partner to talk to Arjen. "Hey we've got one of the rooms upstairs and we are having a private session," Arjen said. "Why don't you come upstairs? Get a drink with the rest of us." "Sure," Chelsea said. She shrugged her shoulders and followed Arjen, leaving her one-time dance partner looking vexed. Arjen lead Chelsea upstairs past people hanging out on the stairs. They arrived a room, with the door closed. Arjen turned and smiled at Chelsea. Chelsea smiled back. "Girl get ready, Arjen laughed. She reached out and squeezed one of Chelsea's breasts. "Stop girl," Chelsea laughed. She thought that she heard giggles and laughter coming from the room. "They must be getting hammered in there." "Yeah they are," Arjen said. The Latina head cheerleader looked back at Chelsea, as she stood in front of the door. "Come on Miss Southern Thang!" Arjen leaned back into the door, barring Chelsea from fully seeing what was going on. Giggles and other sounds emanated from the darken room. There were mixed male and female voices. "Sounds like they are really partying in there," Chelsea said sheepishly. She leaned in closer to Arjen. Before she say anything Arjen had grabbed Chelsea. "Hold up!" Chelsea cried out. "Nope," Arjen whispered in her ear. She licked and nibbled on Chelsea's ear. "This is something we've been planning for awhile." Arjen pushed and pulled Chelsea through the door and into the darkened room. Another set of hands grabbed Chelsea's legs, as she struggled with Arjen. Arjen's strength surprised Chelsea. She squealed when her legs were picked up. She flexed and bucked trying to free herself. Chelsea felt herself being laid on something soft; a bed she hoped. "Don't struggle," Arjen whispered in Chelsea's ear. Arjen continued to hold onto Chelsea's arms. She planted light kisses on Chelsea's neck, hoping to calm her down. "Let me go," Chelsea squealed. A flash of panic raced through her mind. "Please let me go!" "Keep it down," came a male voice. "You'll love this." There were several other laughs or snickers from the darkened room. "Yeah," Arjen chimed in. Her hand crept up to Chelsea's breasts. Arjen began squeezing them. Her fingers, like magic, delicately applying pressure and the releasing them. Chelsea felt a hand go up her costume and touch her shaved pussy. Arjen's massage of her breasts also distracted her. Then Chelsea thought she heard slapping sounds and a low moan. "Please let me go," Chelsea pleaded again. "Nope," Arjen laughed. In the darkness, Chelsea could barely make out shapes. A huge shape appeared out of the darkness in front of her. "This will shut her up," came a voice. Suddenly two hands grabbed the sides of Chelsea's head and something was shoved into her open mouth. She gagged when it hit the back of her mouth. Chelsea realized that it was a dick. She thought about biting it for a moment. "You better not bite me," the voice menaced. The dick was pumping in and out of her mouth. Chelsea tried to suck the dick as best as she could. Her face kept getting smashed into a forest of public hairs. Chelsea figured that this was some sort of hazing practice that the cheerleaders went through. "Its good you ain't wear no panties," came another voice. "Even if you did you still would have gotten this." Chelsea felt several fingers enter her pussy. Then she felt a mouth close over her clit and tongue massage it. The tongue was wonderful, Chelsea couldn't deny it. She bucked up to meet the wonderful tongue. "She's liking it," Arjen laughed. She continued to massage Chelsea's nipples. Chelsea moaned. She couldn't believe that the moan escaped her lips. The dick in her mouth was big. Chelsea couldn't believe what was going on. She was getting face-fucked, her friend was helping to restrain her and someone was finger-banging her. The fingers in her pussy felt good, Chelsea tried to suppress another moan. She continued to struggle against her captors. :Damn she suck some dick," said the person face-fucking her. "When I bust you better swallow it all." "Yeah," Chelsea managed. She worked the dick in her mouth "You guys gotta tap that ass," Arjen said. She continued to squeeze and massage Chelsea's breasts, while listening to Chelsea's breathing quickly pickup. Then she began to lightly nibble on Chelsea's ear. "Lighten up Chelsea. Just relax and enjoy and let it happened. You'll enjoy. You need it!" Chelsea couldn't deny that she needed some good sex. Rafeal fucked her, but he wasn't really laying it down. Chelsea had mentioned one of their episodes to Arjen and Tina one night. Chelsea felt the person face-fucking her shiver. She knew what it meant. "Here it comes," came the voice from the person fucking her face. The dick spasmed and suddenly erupted, flooding Chelsea's mouth with hot, salty cum. The person pulled their dick from Chelsea's mouth and smeared some of the remaining cum on her face. Several cheers went up around the room. "Like that," came another voice. Before Chelsea could respond another dick was pushed into her waiting mouth. She used her hands to get a better grip on it and started sucking it in earnest. "Shit she's ready," came the voice again. "I know," said Arjen. She stopped sucking on Chelsea's breasts. "I'm ready." Chelsea wanted to know what Arjen meant. However she was too intent on waxing the dick in her mouth and the tongue and fingers in her pussy felt good as hell. "You ready sexy," Arjen whispered to Chelsea. "Why?" Chelsea asked, removing her mouth from the dick for a moment. She suddenly felt the fingers and mouth on her pussy leave her. Then she felt a pressure on her pussy lips. "Because I am about to get you," Arjen cooed. She pushed Chelsea's legs out wide and then pushed the strap-on into her pussy. Chelsea moaned at the intrusion. She had never been fucked with a strap-on or by a girl before. "You like that baby?" Arjen cooed. She pumped Chelsea's pussy slow, allowing her to get used to the size and length of he strap-on and her speed. "I am loving this." "Yes," was all Chelsea could manage. The person, who owned the dick currently in her mouth grabbed the back of Chelsea's head and began fucking her face. The strap-on in her pussy was bigger than she had thought. "That's right," Arjen cheered. She began to pick up speed, thrusting into Chelsea's pussy with more power. Arjen wished she could see Chelsea's face right now. She wanted to look into her eyes as she fucked her with the strap-on. "Fuck her face good." The person fucking Chelsea's mouth needed no more urging, as he continued to slam into her face. Chelsea thought that she might gag on the dick but she didn't. Then she felt a tongue on her ass. Chelsea couldn't believe that someone was now licking her ass. "That's right," Arjen said, as she pumped harder and faster. "Tonight you're our treat." Chelsea moaned. The tongue was slowly tracing a pattern around her ass and asshole. She was scared and excited at the same time. Chelsea wanted to tell the person to stick it in, to lick her asshole. Arjen was fucking her good. She had never been with a woman, but right now Arjen was making her see that she had been missing something. "I'm about to bust," said the person fucking Chelsea's face. He unloaded in her mouth and then smeared some of it on her face as he pulled his dick from Chelsea's mouth. "Damn," Chelsea moaned. Before she could say anything another dick was shoved into her mouth. She trembled, as a wave of ecstasy washed over her. She knew that she was about to cum. A Halloween Party "I feel you, Chelsea," Arjen cooed. She pounded into Chelsea's pussy, intent on making her cum. Chelsea arched her back as the strap-on in her pussy pounded her harder. The tongue that had been playing with her, finally entered her ass. Chelsea was in sensory overload. She began to shake. She felt Arjen pound her harder as she shook. Chelsea couldn't scream because of the dick in her mouth. "There she goes," Arjen yelled out. She kept fucking Chelsea, through the orgasm. "Oh yeah baby! Just enjoy yourself!" Several cheers went up around the room. Chelsea wondered how many more people were in the room. She wondered how many more times tonight she would be forced to cum. Chelsea didn't care. She was going to enjoy this night. A Halloween Party Love Story It was the first of October and the signs announcing the annual Halloween Costume Dance were going up all over the place in our dorm. In all the hallways, the bathrooms, the Common Room, the bulletin boards, the cafeteria, on the soda machines, just about everywhere. It got to be a big thing about two years ago. That's when Deena and I took over as social co-chairs for our dorm. We're a coed dorm with guys on two floors and gals on three floors. The social life here is second to none and as a result, this dorm has a waiting list of students waiting to get in. Very unusual as most kids usually can't wait to get out of most dorms and rent a place of their own off campus. We're kind of fortunate as the Resident Assistants here have historically given us a lot of leeway. Well, so long as we don't abuse the privileges; as in no orgies allowed. But otherwise they were a pretty tolerant bunch. Well, they also got to enjoy the parties and stuff also so they looked forward to our parties also. They benefited from giving us a little more leeway than others might. Deena's the driver behind the fun and games. Never at a loss for an idea for a party, Deena had a knack for putting things together and getting people to help. I was her go-fer and helped to organize the guys, although truth be told, the gals really didn't trust the guys to come through on anything that required creativity and ingenuity. And I'm kind of glad that they didn't. We knew, or rather the girls knew what we were good at and what we weren't; if you know what I mean! Kind of like, never ask a guy for directions when it looks as if you're lost. Right! Or, like, never ask a guy whether he likes sex. Hey, it's a foregone conclusion. Guys think with their small head when it comes to sex. We're so damn predictable. Yep. Although Deena and I have shared the job as co-chairs for the past two years, we have never gone out with each other. Not that I didn't want to, but Deena was kind of a free-spirit and was kind of known for having a 'boyfriend d' jour' at various functions. She changed boy friends with great frequency. I think that a lot of people thought we were going out with each other. And I wouldn't mind for that to really happen. She is very attractive and is a fun person to be with. But it just didn't seem to be in the cards that I had been dealt. I'm a dork and kind of quiet. She's Miss Popularity and has more friends than anyone else that I know. I learned later through a mutual acquaintance that Deena usually never dated the same guy more than once as she didn't want to get serious with anyone. I gathered that she was having a lot of fun as social co-chair and didn't want that to come to an end with a boyfriend hanging around her neck at these events. Plus being quite attractive and outgoing, she had no problems in the dating department. And I guess I've been looking for 'the one'. Maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic. Deena tagged me with that moniker in our freshman year, about a month or two after we met and perhaps she's right. We were playing Truth or Dare and I picked Truth. And she asked me what I looked for in a date. Well, I told her that I wanted to find my soul mate and was in love with the idea of being 'in love.' Deena laughed at my thinking that night. She was the one that hung that label on me. But I guess it fit. So I'd go out on a date, but they usually never went very far. I just never felt that we clicked for some reason. And I knew the reason why. Although I hated to admit it, even to myself; I really liked Deena. I wanted to get to know her and be more than just a casual friend. But as she also flitted from one date to another, I also didn't want to see myself as the boy friend of the moment only. It would break my heart to have her move on to another guy if we ever dated. Once I had to go to some sort of dinner affair and Deena volunteered to go with me as my date. But I nixed that idea quickly. I think she was a little surprised but I told her that I was unsure of whether I could manage myself around her. "Look Deena. I really want to thank you for volunteering but you know my history. I'm the hopeless romantic. I'm afraid that sometime during that evening that my feelings toward you might get intense and that would cause all sorts of problems. I mean, I like you a lot as things are already and ....... well ..... a date with you might push my feelings about you forward in a way that you might not appreciate." She looked at me a little weirdly and said, "Yeah Pauly, you're probably right." (she calls me Pauly cause 'Paul' is my middle name and no one calls me that except her.) "Don't want you getting all hot and bothered do we?" she laughed and punched me on my arm, but followed that up with a hot, smoldering kiss on my lips! That left me confused as heck and completely hot and bothered without even having the benefit of a date with Deena! That girl had gotten to me in a very big way....... ---------------------------------- This year's Halloween Party was going to be the best one that she had ever organized. At least that's what Deena intended. She even went so far as to arrange with the campus chapter of the Future Farmers of America to put in a pumpkin patch the day before our event in the Common Room. And she had me get the guys together to build a mini-haunted house motif out of scrap lumber and cardboard. I even coerced the art majors in the dorm to do all the painting and other 'creative' stuff! We had seven chambers all together and it was dark and spooky! We had a couple of the guys' girl friends run through it after we had it 95% completed and they all ended up screaming throughout the haunted house. So we knew that we had something good in the works. The day before the event Deena and I were to meet in the Common's so she could take one last look at the decorations and go over the plans with me one last time. I had gotten there first and had turned off the overhead lights and turned on the dimmed party lights that were either really dark orange or the black light type. It served to create a really creepy, but exciting environment. As Deena opened the door and walked in, I could hear her take a breath and pause; her footsteps stopped abruptly. I had my back to the door as I fiddled with the pumpkin patch a little, but stood up and went to greet her. Deena's mouth was open as her eyes took in the decorations that had been put up. As I went to give her a hug in greeting, Deena jumped into my arms and gave me a full on kiss! Made my toes curl, that girl! And left me wondering what was going on with her. "Pauly, this is absolutely amazing! It looks great!" "Glad you like it." "Like it? I think it looks great! I love it! I think this is going to be the best Halloween Party that I've ever been to." "I'm hoping so, too." "So anything left to be done?" "Not at the moment. The refreshment crews are bringing in the drinks and stuff tomorrow afternoon and the entertainment guys will be setting up their equipment at the same time. So hopefully everything will come together by the time the party starts." "Great! Thanks for getting this stuff coordinated. I appreciate your help, Pauly." And then she kissed me again and I hugged her in return. Damn! What is going on with Deena? Why the kisses all of a sudden? "Say, can I get a preview of your haunted house?" she asked as if everything was normal between us. She was confusing the hell out of me. "Nope, I'm going to save that for tomorrow night so you get the benefit of the full effect." "What?" "Yeah, there are a couple of special effects that are kind of one-time type of things. Like the dry ice. Once it's gone, it's gone." "Ok, I see what you mean. Well, then tomorrow night you're going to have to give me a special, personally guided tour!" she smiled at me. "And that, you lovely girl, will be my extreme pleasure." I smiled randily as I said that. Deena smirked in return, "Don't get your hopes up too high, now!" and laughed. "We don't want someone to get any ideas now." Ok, now I was even more confused. What did her earlier kisses mean? Maybe nothing at all. But then Deena changed the subject and told me that she was so excited about the party! She and a couple of her friends were going to go as harem girls, "you know, like how the girls were dressed in Aladdin's Lamp and Ali Babba and the 40 Thieves?" "Oh shit. I forgot to get a costume." "Pauly! How could you?" "I know, I know. Well, I'd better get to a costume shop as soon as possible then." Deena smiled. "See you later, hot stuff." So I ran off to the nearest costume shop and came up empty. Went to Wal Mart; they always have stuff. Nope. Nothing left. Nadda. Zilch. Zippo. Looks like we were going to have a ton of people showing up and the costumes were all taken. The clerk at Wal Mart suggested that I try another place on the outskirts of town in a small shopping mall. So there I went. Took me about thirty minutes to get there. The traffic was the pits for such a short drive. And I was already a little more than anxious at having forgotten to get a costume. So I must have looked pathetic when I arrived. The sales clerk must have sensed my state of mind immediately as she asked, "Need a costume right away?" "Yeah. I forgot about getting one until this afternoon and the party's tomorrow night." I moaned. She giggled, "Well, let's see what we have left in your size." And then she started pawing through her costume racks. Out came a Barney the Dinosaur, which no adult in his right mind would wear, so I nixed that without giving it a second thought. Then a Sponge Bob, which I passed on also for the same reasons. There was a Dracula costume but I'd need to put on a ton of makeup and hair gel so I wasn't too keen on that. The Frankenstein outfit that they had was too small for me. After about a half hour of looking through their costumes, I was about ready to give in and take the Sponge Bob (heaven forbid) outfit, when the sales clerk pulled out a Braveheart costume. A Celtic warrior. Now that had potential even if it was nothing more than a plaid kilt or skirt, a linen shirt, and blue face paint. I figured, ok, this one's adult enough that I won't be totally embarrassed, even if I have to wear a skirt. At least I'd look 'manly' in it. Maybe not a Mel Gibson look alike, but a heck of a lot better than Sponge Bob. Shit, anything's better than a cartoon character from a kiddie show. "Ok, here's the outfit. You can have it for five days so no need to rush it back in. Just be sure to have it dry cleaned before you bring it back." The sales clerk said as she handed it to me. That worked for me. I could take care of the dry cleaning a day or two after the party and still get it back in time. ---------------------------------- The next day, my classes seemed to drag. I guess I was looking forward to the party and was more concerned that everything came off as we had planned them to. My last class ended around 2:30 that afternoon and I managed to get back to the dorm by 3:00. The guys in charge of the music had started setting up when I got to the Commons, and I could see that they would be done shortly. The refreshment guys were due in shortly but the tables had already been set up so their set up should go quickly also. Everything seemed to be coming together nicely. I saw Deena checking on things and went over to see her. "So everything ok?" I asked. She smiled, "Yep. Everything seems to be ok." She hugged me as she said that. She took my hand in hers as she dragged me over to the reception table and sat us down. Or rather she sat me down, then climbed onto my lap as she continued to consult with her checklist of things that needed to be done. For a girl that didn't want a long term relationship, Deena was confusing the heck out of me. First the hugging and the kisses yesterday, then the thing about not getting any ideas. Now the hug and her climbing onto my lap today. I didn't know how to take her apparent affection. Was it real or just the way she was with other guys? She's never been the touchy-feely type with me before. I had this weird feeling that I had lost it. But I figured, what the heck and go with the flow, so I put my arm around her waist; and she placed her arm around my neck as she finished checking her list. More confusion. "Ok, Pauly, I think we're all set. Can you think of anything that we might have forgotten?" "Nope. But even if we did, it's probably too late now to do anything about it. Let's just enjoy the evening and have some fun." I replied. Deena smiled and gave me a quick kiss. I smiled back and kissed her back. Deena smiled and just glowed, then she hugged me, pressing her firm little tits into me. "Oh, did you find a costume?" she asked. "Yeah, I lucked out and found something decent to wear. But promise you won't laugh, ok?" "It can't be that bad." "No, it's not. Just that it has a skirt." And Deena laughed! "A skirt? Pauly!" she giggled. "What kind of costume did you get? A cheerleader's outfit?" "Yeah, right! You'd like to see me in one wouldn't you? Too bad they didn't have my bra size." I teased back. Deena laughed as she poked me in my chest. "I'm going to be Braveheart." I threw my chest out as I said that; and Deena laughed again. "A Mel Gibson you're not." "Oh...... yeah. Well ......." Well, just pop my balloon again, why don't you, I thought. "Oh Pauly, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have said that." "That's ok. Well, it was either that or Sponge Bob." "I'm sure it'll be fine." "I hope so, cause that's all that was left at the costume shop." "Are you going to paint your face and all that?" Deena asked. "Yeah, it came with face paint." "Do you need help with that?" she asked. "I could use the help if you're offering." I figured that I had nothing to lose by agreeing to letting Deena help me. So Deena agreed to drop by after she had dressed up in her costume, just before heading down to the party. I went back up to my room and showered, then broke out the costume. The linen shirt and sash weren't a problem. But the skirt didn't really work with my boxers so I had to opt for a pair of speedos which I normally don't like to wear. They're like wearing spandex around your balls. Just about that time Deena knocked on my door. As I opened the door, Deena came in dressed up in her harem girl outfit. Talk about sexy! Wow! Her costume was made up of several layers of some sort of gauzy material over what looked like a skimpy, flesh toned bikini top and bottom. It almost looked as if there wasn't anything under the gauzy stuff. Wow! She walked up to me, gave me the once over and proclaimed me suitably dressed for the party. "Heeeyyyy Paaauuulyyyy. Looking good." "Hey, you're looking very good yourself." I said with a smile. Deena blushed a little. "Do you think it might be a little too sexy?" she asked. "So what if it is? You look fantastic! You're going to be every guy's wet dream tonight." "Shut up!" she laughed. "No way. You look fantastic." "Am I going to be your wet dream tonight?" she asked as she came closer to me. "Most definitely....." I answered just before she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. As our lips parted, I looked into Deena's eyes, "Deena, you're confusing the heck out of me and I don't know how to act." She smile back, "You mean you don't know what to make out of my kissing you?" "Well,..... yeah. I thought you weren't looking for a relationship." "Maybe. But what about you?" "You had me pegged from the very beginning. I'm just a hopeless romantic." "Good." "Good?" "Yeah, good." I looked at Deena, more confused as ever. "Does this mean that you're interested in me?" I asked. "That depends." "On what?" "On what you think about me." she said quietly; the uncertainty in her voice surprised me. "Deena...." "Yes?" "I more than like you. I hesitate to use the 'L' word as I don't know if we're there yet. But I know that my feelings for you are well beyond 'like'." She smiled, "Pauly, I think I feel the same way about you." And she kissed me softly. I hugged her slim waist to me and reveled in the way her body molded itself to mine. I felt her breasts as they pressed into my chest. I'm sure she felt my arousal right through the plaid kilt as she slowly ground her pelvis into mine. "Deena......" I whispered just before she kissed me again. She sent me into orbit! She likes me! She more than likes me! After a few minutes, we broke apart. Time was becoming an issue as it was past four in the afternoon and we needed to get down to the Commons. As I gathered the last of my stuff, Deena reminded me that I needed to put my face paint on. She sat me down on a chair then grabbed the face paint and a couple of tissues. She straddled my hips and damn if she didn't settle down right on top of my dick! She smiled and kissed me quickly before she rocked her pelvis back and forth and got me hard all over again. "I like what I feel." "You witch." I laughed. "See what you do to me." She smiled as she slowly rocked back and forth and began applying my blue face paint. After a couple of minutes, she had my blue face on. Her own face was flushed as her rocking on my dick must have gotten her worked up as well. I know that she had gotten me pretty worked up also. I grabbed her hips to stop her rocking before I lost my control, then kissed her; our tongues playing with each other. Deena moaned her approval, "Oh Pauly...." she whispered in return. As we separated, I had to laugh a little as some of my blue face paint had rubbed off on her lips! I pointed her to the mirror on my dresser and she laughed as well but decided that she would leave her 'blue lips' on. We straightened ourselves up and left my room and walked down the stairs to the Commons. As we entered the Commons we met up with Deena's friends, Tracy and Karen, who were dressed as harem girls also. "Hey girl. Looking good!" Tracy yelled from across the room. She and Karen were flirting with the guys playing the music. Then Karen noticed Deena's blue lips, "hey, cool lip gloss. What ......." And that's when it dawned on Karen that Deena's blue lips matched the blue face paint that I had on. "Hey girl...." Karen said with a smile, teasing Deena with her tone. "Hey, well, what can I say," Deena replied as she smiled and hugged my arm and I put my arm around her waist. I guess we were unconsciously announcing to the world of our more than casual interest in each other. And it felt good to be doing that. ---------------------------------- The party went off without a hitch. Everyone had a great time. Tracy, Karen and Deena played hostess and made sure that everyone knew where the drinks and food were, and they pulled people on the floor to get everyone dancing. I was kept running around making sure that our food and liquid refreshments were replenished and trash receptacles emptied as needed. After about an hour, the party began to fly on it's own and the girls and I began to relax and enjoy ourselves. I was standing just off the dance floor surveying the drinks and food, when Deena grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor. We must have danced to several upbeat tunes before a slow one came around. When it did, I found Deena's arms around my neck. "Hey handsome." She whispered as she kissed me. "Hey yourself you sexy, beautiful woman, you." I replied. Deena smiled at me as I hugged her tightly to me. She leaned closer and whispered in my ear, "I can feel you." I pulled back slightly, but she put an arm around my waist and pulled my pelvis back into her groin. "I like what I feel." A Halloween Party Love Story I smiled at her and said softly to her, "It's because I want you, Deena...... I want you." She smiled as she looked into my eyes, then time stood still and the room disappeared as she said, "I want you, too." When she said that, it seemed as if we were in a world of our own. Nothing else existed besides Deena and me. "Deena......" "Pauly......" then she kissed me again, softly at first, then firmly as our passions built until Karen bumped into us with her dance partner. "Hey you two, get a room!" she laughed as she led her partner off, back into the withering dance crowd. Embarrassed a little, we walked off the dance floor. "Did you want to see the haunted house?" I asked Deena. "Yeah. You said you'd show it to me." "Come on. I'll walk you through. The guys put a lot of effort into it and it's really good." I smiled as I took her hand. We walked over to the front entrance of the haunted house and I opened the door to the first chamber. It was very dark as we had wanted to set a mysterious mood right away. Actually, it was a small ante-chamber that only went in about five or six feet before a heavy curtain blocked your way. This allowed just enough room for the front door to close. And when it did, the room became exceeding dark! "Shit!" Deena screamed as the door slammed closed behind us with a loud bang! And it was pitch black for a moment until our eyes adjusted to the dim, dark red light that came from just off the floor. "Shit, Pauly! Where's your hand?" she screamed again as she searched for both of my hands. "I'm right here, behind you." I spoke as I wrapped my arms around her stomach from behind. Deena twisted around until she could burrow her head into my chest. "Damn, you could have told me it was going to be scary!" she yelled into my chest. I laughed, "But Deena, this is a haunted house. It's supposed to be spooky." "Yeah, right! Ok, I can handle this. Just don't run away and leave me. Ok?" "Don't you worry. I'll be right here. Are you going to be ok?" "So long as you're right here." Deena's grip on my hand was really tight as she unwrapped herself from me. I led Deena through the heavy curtains into the next chamber. She tentatively stuck her head through the curtains and surveyed what lay beyond. And it looked fairly tame, so she allowed me to pull her through. This next chamber was a grave yard scene with tombstones, a dead tree, and a fake mausoleum. We had a guy dressed up in a mummy outfit, waiting just inside the mausoleum until someone came through the curtains. And when Deena came through, he waited a few seconds then opened the mausoleum door with arms outstretched! Deena screamed and jumped at the sight of the guy in the mummy outfit! If I hadn't been there, she'd probably have run out through the curtains and the front entrance! As I was there, I ended up offering the relative safety and protection of my arms to Deena. She trembled a bit as I led her out of that chamber and into the next. This one was a little tamer, and it was a good thing that it was. Deena was still a little on edge from the mummy chamber. This next chamber was the one with the fake swamp gas that was made using dry ice in water. The fake fog swirled around our feet as we walked slowly through the tall dry grass. The fourth chamber was going to be a doozie so I prepped Deena. "Deena, this next one's going to be really bad. You want to go through it?" "So long as you're holding my hands and move us through it. Ok? I'll be ok." I could see that she was trying to be brave. So I spun her around and wrapped my arms around her, hugging her into my chest in the process. "Ok, we'll go in sideways and you can duck your head into my chest anytime that it gets to be too much. Ok?" Deena looked up into my eyes, smiled, then pulled my faced down to hers. As our lips touched, she kissed me softly..... once, ........ twice, ........ then searched for my tongue with hers. When we finally parted to come up for air, she spoke in my ear, "Pauly, I'll always be ok if I'm with you." She looked at me again, then hugged me tightly. And I kissed her for good measure! So we entered the next chamber and Deena was screaming from the get-go! It was blood and guts all over! Some guy had figured out a way to spurt fake blood from his neck as he lamely reached for Deena from behind a dead tree. Someone had borrowed a manikin from a clothing store and had disassembled the head, arms and legs, then painted them up to look as if they had been grotesquely severed. These appendages were strewn around the scene and they looked really morbid and real! And the floor wobbled! Someone else had put in a fake floor that wobbled as you tried to walk along it. Deena's eyes were tightly closed at this point as she clung tightly to me with her head buried in my chest. "Pauly! Pauly!" she was screaming as I held on to her and moved us through that chamber as quickly as I could. I took us out quickly through the last two chambers as it looked as if Deena had seen enough. As we left the haunted house, I led Deena to a quiet and dimly lit corner off of the dance floor where I found several unoccupied chairs. I brought two of them together so that Deena and I could sit. Deena climbed into my lap and hugged me tightly. I could feel wetness on her face. She had shed a few tears in fright in the haunted house. I wrapped my arms around her to comfort her. "Deena, you ok?" I asked quietly. There was silence for a few minutes as she calmed down. "Gawd, Pauly. That was too much." She spoke into the crook of my neck. I could still feel an occasional tremble go through her body. "I'm ok now," she mumbled into my neck just before she kissed me there. I felt Deena take a deep breath as she settled down even further. I could feel the tension in her body begin to dissipate as her body relaxed further in my embrace. "Thanks Pauly." She whispered. "I had to see it since you and the guys worked hard to put it together. But I was so scared. I'm just glad you were there." Deena hugged me tightly once more before she kissed me and relaxed her hold on me. "I must be a sight. I need to go to the restroom. Can you get us something to drink while I fix my face?" she asked. "Sure thing. And you look beautiful...... tears and all." I smiled. She smiled back, "Flattery will get you everywhere...." before she got up and went to fix her face. I got us two beers and was headed back to our chairs when Deena caught up with me. She took my hand and we mingled with our friends and fellow dorm residents for the rest of the evening. ---------------------------- We finally closed the party down around two in the morning. I was in charge of the clean up crew so it was another hour before we had things cleaned up. We left the haunted house as is, as the dorm managers wanted to keep it up for awhile longer. I sent Deena off to her room to get some sleep since she really didn't need to be there. Nothing for her to do. And she was tired. So it was after three that morning when I finally crawled up to my room to take a shower and sleep. As I opened my door, I saw a dim light on. Funny, since I couldn't recall leaving any lights on. As I walked into my room, I saw that the light was coming from a small reading light that I had on my desk. Then I saw Deena asleep under the covers in my bed. I smiled. She looked like she belonged there. I grabbed a towel and a change of clothes and took a quick shower and brushed my teeth before I returned to my room. With just my boxers on, I slipped into bed and lay there on my back wondering, should I cozy up to Deena or not? I couldn't make up my mind. But then Deena settled the question for me. My 'slipping into bed' wasn't as subtle as I had hoped it would be. Deean had awoken and snuggled up to me. As our bodies touched, I felt her naked breasts as they pressed into my side. "Deena," I whispered. She smiled and moved on top and laid her naked body on top of me. "You have too many clothes on." She whispered back as she placed her arms around my neck. I slid my boxers off and as I did so, I could feel Deena's pubic hair on my cock, which by now was hard and erect. "Deena, before we do what I think we're going to be do, you need to know that I'll want us to be a long term thing. Will you be ok with that?' "You mean as in permanent, forever, long term thing?" she asked as she kissed my lips softly. "Yeah, as in love you forever kind of thing." "I like that. I could go for that." She smiled as she guided her lips back to mine. "Can you handle being with just one guy?" "Only if that guy is you." "I know it sounds silly to think this at the moment but why the change of heart?" "Because you never asked me out before and I was waiting for you." "But all your other dates...." "Were just that. Just an excuse to get out of the dorm. You never asked me out. Why?" "I was afraid." "Of what?" "Of us going out one night, then seeing you go out with other guys after that." "Oh..." "Yeah, that would have killed me." "Pauly ....." "I've had a crush on you for the longest time." "Pauly, never be afraid that I'll leave you for someone else. I've been waiting for you to ask me for such a long time." She whispered. "I don't know what I would have done if we had gone out and then you went out with someone else." "Pauly ...." She whispered again, but this time placed a finger on my lips, "you talk too much at times. Now make love to me." "Deena..." "Sshhhh .... make love to me." I slowly kissed my way down to her breasts and slowly licked and kissed her beautiful mounds. Taking her nipples into my mouth, I licked and kissed them softly before scrapping my teeth gently over them. Deena moaned and whimpered; her body undulating as her stimulation grew and fed upon itself. She grabbed my head and directed my attention from one breast to another until she arched her back and actually experienced an orgasm. I began working my way across her stomach, kissing and licking each square inch that I passed on my way to her pussy. As I tongued her belly button, Deena screamed and giggled, "That tickles!" So I tongued her naval again and again until she was laughing and trying to dislodge me from her mid section at the same time. Eventually she succeeded and grabbed my ears to bring our faces level with each other. "I love you," she whispered before she kissed me so sensuously; our tongues playing softly and gently with each other. "Make love to me Pauly. I want to feel you in me......" Deena reached between us and took my hard penis in hand and brought it to her pussy. She slid the head of my cock through her slit several times, coating my erection with her juices in the process. Then she centered my shaft at her opening and urged me forward with her legs which were hooked behind my thighs. "In me, Pauly, please. I want you in me." she whispered. I slowly descended into her warm and wet pussy about an inch or two until I came across her maidenhead. Deena winced slightly as I looked her in the eye. My Deena was a virgin. "I've been saving myself for the right person." "Deena...." "You're that person, Pauly....... I love you......" I looked into her eyes and just saw love and sincerity. I kissed the tip of her nose, her forehead, her eye lids and her lips. "I love you Deena," I whispered before we kissed again. I pulled back a little and noticed tears trickling from her eyes. Deena was smiling. "Pauly, you make me so happy....." she said softly, before she brought my lips back to hers. "Now love me, Pauly. Please. Make love to me." I applied a little more pressure with my cock and plunged deeply into her vagina taking her virginity in the process. Deena winced as I did, so I lay still, waiting for her to give me the go ahead. "How are you feeling darling?" I asked. "It hurt a little, but I think it's ok now." She replied as she flexed her hips in an attempt to get my hard cock deeper into her pussy. "Oh, now that felt good." She said as she smiled. Taking that as my cue, I began to slowly stroke in and out, keeping our rhythm slow for now, and going as deep as I could. As I bottomed out, I tried to rub my pubic area against her clit. Deena moaned her approval. "Oh Pauly, you feel so good in me....... oh ...... yes ........ love me Pauly, love me ......." Deena's moans grew in their intensity and passion as I plied my hips back and forth. Attempting to bring her to the brink, I cupped one breast at a time and rolled her nipples. She threw her head back and arched her back as the sensations grew intense. "Oh! Pauly! Fuck me! Hard, Pauly! Harder!" she screamed out! I rammed my dick as hard as I could and as fast as I could into Deena's wet pussy until she wrapped her legs around me and hugged me tightly to her as she screamed her climax to the world! "PAAAUUULYYYYYYYYY!!!!.......ugh..." before she went limp and passed out. Although I had been on the edge, I was somehow able to keep myself from an orgasm. Probably because I was so focused and had concentrated on my efforts to make Deena's first time as enjoyable as possible. I was still hard and still in Deena's pussy so I slowly began pumping my erection in and out of her. Keeping most of my weight off of her by propping myself up partially on my elbows, I was able to look into Deean's eyes when she opened them a few moments later. As she smiled at me with tears in her eyes, I told her, "Deena, I love you." Tears began flowing as she looked into my eyes and told me, "I love you, too." As we continued to make love, Deena experienced a series of small orgasms. She told me later that she was still so worked up that she needed just a little stimulation and she would climax. So it was that eventually I could not hold myself back any longer and slammed into her hot and wet pussy several times before I deposited my cum deeply in Deena's pussy. Deena came again as my hot ejaculate spurted into her womb; one -- two -- three spurts, then a fourth dribbled out as my orgasm ran its course. My semen burst from my dick and painted the insides of her womb with gobs of hot, white, sticky cum. We hugged and kissed passionately as my cum mixed with hers and filled her pussy to over flowing. "I'm yours Pauly, forever and ever." She said softly with a smile. "Then marry me?" The momentary look of surprise on her face was followed by a huge smile, "Yes! I love you, Pauly. I love you. Yes!" I would remember this moment for the rest of my life! It was priceless! A Halloween Party "Shall we get started?" said Snow Witch, "Everyone get into a circle and hold hands. It should be guy girl guy. Unfortunately we are short a girl sooo." Then big boobs Brenda returned saying that she had made an excuse to stay and joined the circle. Mario ended up sitting between Amanda and Brenda, Gorge between Amanda and Jennifer, and John between Jennifer and Brenda. "Ok now all of you hold hands. You will not be able to understand what I say but just try to concentrate and keep your eyes closed 'till I tell you to open them." 'How convenient to have the eyes closed,' he thought, 'Well, whatever. If it'll get me laid.' Amanda began and Mario could hear nothing but her and everyone else's breathing and Big Boobs Brenda moving. Then he felt something touch his neck making his hair stand. At first he thought it might be Boobs but her hand was in his still. Then he thought it might be someone else that was not in the circle that was why there was such a convenience of having the eyes closed. He really wanted to open his eyes but in a way he was enjoying the mystery. Somehow he noticed more the breathing of the others and could tell that they were breathing more intently as if turned on. Boobs was squeezing his hand harder too. He felt the touch again but this time down his chest. It elicited the same reaction from him. This time however it did not stop. It went all around his body concentrating more on his engorged member. He made up his mind and tried to open his eyes but he could not. They felt heavy. And he really wanted to see who was touching him and what the others were doing. He felt being touched again. His balls as well now were being given attention. Very soft touches they were. Delicate. Careful almost. He squeezed Amanda's hand. She was no longer speaking. He wanted to talk but was self-conscious. She squeezed back. Boobs was really breathing as if she was on the edge of orgasm. He really wanted to see. There was something happening and he wanted to see what it was. Then he felt the touch again all over his cock like if it was being put into this very soft receptacle. It felt very very good. Then it went back and forth and he wondered if everyone else was feeling the same. It felt so good. At the same time his nipples were being touched, making every part in his body feel like it was on fire. His breathing began to come in shorter gasps as well along with the others. He noticed that no one was making a sound though, and not wanting to disturb he did not either, or try. Plus, this was starting to feel really good now. It felt like someone was giving him a blow job but when they went down they somehow were able to take the balls inside as well. It sped up. Going faster and faster trying to make him cum. He could barely hear anyone now since his mind was completely occupied with his own sensations but he did notice that everyone was breathing in unison and accelerating at the same time, headed for the same goal. His hands were being squeezed hard and he was squeezing back. He felt he could not hold back against those sensations. Mario was at the brink then was lifted slightly and pushed over. He could not make a sound except for the breathing and neither could the others. The only sounds that were heard were of hard breathing due to hard cumming. He felt himself cum but his cock was hard still. He also felt whatever weight was on his eyes lift. When he opened his eyes all the guys had their cocks sticking out his own as well and the clothes seemed like second skin on the body. It had become thing and sheer. His prick seemed larger than before. The odd thing was that he did not take it out and felt no one take it out. All the girls' breasts were out in the open and the lower half of their clothing was not there revealing their moist pussies. Their clothes were the same as well, like second skin. Then something came over him. He felt something in his body. A wild hot direct and sudden desire to long fast and hard fuck somebody was awoken within him. It had real urgency. Then all the guys moved like a machine. George went for Boobs, John for Jennifer, and Mario for Amanda. They moved the girls on all fours fast then at the same time plunged into them all the way. The girls, in synchronization, arched their backs and went "Aahhhhhh." Mario started fucking Amanda as if he had not sex for three years and the whole three years the only thing he could think about was to fuck her. They were moving so fast plunging their cocks in and out of those soft cunts that it was all a blur. All were in different styles of fucking although in the same basic position. Gorge was on one knee and pumping into Boobs slightly sideways really making those orbs bounce and move everywhere and boy was she moaning. "Yes yes yes!!" she kept saying. His hands were on the sides and he pulled her hard against him for deeper penetration. Brenda was on one hand; the other was working furiously on her clit. The way she was, in fact the way all of the girls were, was that they had their mouths open as if anyone could just come in and stick a cock in there and they would gladly suck the whole thing. John was on both knees and ramming that pussy hard as well. He had one hand on her waist though, as the other was between her legs playing with her pussy. Jennifer was also on one hand, but she used the free one to switch from twisting and pulling her nipples and breasts to massaging and slightly scratching John's balls. Mario was also on both knees but his legs were on the outside of Amanda's. Also he had her a little lower so he could fuck her from the top making the feeling stronger for both. He was using her lush breasts as handles too and at the same time skillfully pinching her nipples. Amanda's hand was toying with her clit, pinching it. Then Mario noticed this figure in front of them. It was of a man but it was almost see through and he made his way toward them his cock at attention. And he simply stuck his cock in Amanda's open mouth. It seemed really real, for Amanda no longer moaned freely, instead the sound was as if she had a cock down her throat. He could not stop fucking though it felt so good and he was getting slightly closer to the destination. He looked to the side and noticed that all the girls were sucking a cock from these transparent beings. He was convinced when he noticed how Boobs' throat moved to accommodate the cock that slid in and out of her. For some reason this got him really turned on so he fucked Amanda harder and faster still making her take all of both cocks. There was a complicated rhythm now from the sounds that all of them were making. Also he noticed that everyone had sped up but then stopped paying attention. He felt his nipples being played with again. He looked down and could see long fingernails caressing them making them stick out. Then he felt what seemed to be a tongue licking them and it was from a female transparency. For some reason ghost was just not good enough to describe the being. He closed his eyes and just pumped into Amanda quickly trying to reach climax as he felt his balls and the sensitive part between his balls and anus given attention. He began to moan along with all the muffled moans of Amanda. His cock began to pulsate inside that warm pussy and he could also feel Amanda squeezing him. Amanda's pitch rose as if she was coming then he came hard but could not stop pumping. He let out rope after rope of cum into that inviting pussy trembling as he moved in and out. He collapsed sideways trying to regain his breath. Then went up to Amanda since there were no more of the transparencies and kissed her hard and long. The others were also laying down but no longer in a neat circle or in the same position. Mario's prick was still awake though, and he could not be sure if it was because of his special drink or because of whatever was in the air. But he didn't put too much thought into it. As he kissed Amanda he still wanted to fuck. So, simply he stopped kissing her went to where Brenda was laying down being kissed by Gorge and with out a word lifted her legs and rammed himself all the way into her. She arched her back and Gorge moved out of the way. Soon all were fucking again with different partners. Mario really liked the way Boobs' boobs moved on her chest as he fucked her. He went down and sucked them taking each nipple into his mouth without stopping or slowing down his pace. Suddenly she was on top of him riding him. He looked around and all were in the same position again. Mario could fell Boobs' pussy squeeze him and he lifted her from her big breasts. He noticed another transparency but this time it was a pussy and it lowered itself to his mouth. 'What the hell?' he thought, it smelled like a pussy anyway. He ate it with gusto finding the clit with his tongue flicking it then tongue fucking her. There was no interested in looking at what everyone else was doing, he figured that it was probably the same but was thoroughly enjoying himself. Then a thought came to him. If there was a pussy there also had to be a breast. So he moved one of his hands leaving the other on Brenda and went for where he guesstimated that this mid-transparent fondler would be. He was right on. They were smaller then Brenda's but feel good in his hand. He pulled the nipples and played with them while he fucked and ate. There was no doubt that it was enjoying it because the pussy came harder on his mouth. George was having a very similar experience but he decided to change it up a bit. He lifted this being from his face then lifted Jennifer. He directed Jennifer to his face and lifted the being and impaled her hard on his cock. George could see the being arching her back, and could almost distinguish a smile. It felt very different for him but still just as good. It was soft and smooth but not as wet as Jennifer. Gladly Jennifer sat on his face and they continued with their fucking and moaning. Amanda and John where on the same position as Mario and Brenda. But Amanda was kissing the being and playing with her breasts and the being was returning the favor. A chorus of moans were in the room and soon all once again together reach climax with the girls cumming again and again and the guys pumping wad after wad of cum into their willing pussies. Everyone collapsed the beings no longer there and were again trying to regain their breath. Mario could not understand how he had been able to still have his dick hard after such strong fucking. He was beginning to come to the conclusion that it probably had very little to do with his "special" drink, since the others had the same result. But his cock was still standing in attention, the blood in his veins still felt hot, the desire to fuck was growing again forcing him to scan the room, this was unnecessary though, for he knew who he was going to feed his meat to. Once again he got up. He still felt funny. Odd. But he liked feeling like this. It was as if he had all the confidence in the world, that he could conquer any woman. When his eyes met the eyes of the others he noticed that it was the same with them since they had the same look. The guys did. The girls looked like they wanted more. He noticed in the others that there was something moving in them at the same time as they were but not completely coordinated. Like one of those transparencies was in their body. He figured that it was the same with him as before but he really did not care. He was enjoying himself. Jennifer knew that Mario was going to fuck her. She could feel it. Her pussy was wet already from the excitement, but her hand still was playing with her pussy. When Mario got to where she lay she sat up and looking at him in the eyes she swallowed him whole. She liked the taste of cock. Plus, it felt like she was sucking two cocks at the same time, Mario's and another that moved sometimes out of sync with Mario's. She liked that. Mario wanted to taste her as well and moved to get into position. As he was moving he grunted thanks for the great blow job with him someone else grunted from inside. At that moment he understood that one of the transparencies must be in him for sure enjoying the sex through him but was letting him enjoy it as well. He didn't complain. He was enjoying himself too much. As he was going down on her the wanting to taste her turned into a desperate necessity and without any foreplay or kissing of the thighs he dove into her eating her out with a vengeance. Jennifer could feel his tongue go into her tasting her, sucking on her and her clit, licking, nibbling and it drove her crazy. She had never been a multi-orgasmic woman but she could not help it. She began having orgasms one after another. Her body felt so hot. Although Mario's hands were spreading her pussy open there was another pair playing with her tits, pulling them, pinching them. All that was doing to her was waking up every nerve, shooting electricity through here, as well as making her cum and cum. The idea of fucking came to them. To him to insert his cock in that tasty hot tight pussy he was eating, to her to have that big hot cock she was sucking split her open as it enter her love-tunnel. They moved in one motion. Mario put her legs on his shoulders and with one swift motion went all the way in, then began fucking her with abandon. He was moaning with the other voice, and she was moaning with the other voice. They could both hear it. As if trying to satisfy the needs of those beings as well as their own, Jennifer pushed hard back to him, while Mario rammed her and pulled and twisted her nipples. The heat came to him again. His hands were on Jennifer's breasts with her hands on his, but another hand was playing with his balls, and he could see another playing with her clit. There was no way he could hold out. It was too intense for him and with a voice his own as well as not at the same time he said, "Here I go baby! I'm gonna cum all in you and over you!" He came shooting twice in her and then pulled out aiming to her left breast then her right, and as if he could control the power he shot another on in her open mouth, the rest in her smooth tummy. It was noisy in the living room. They were all cumming hard again, but so were those beings. Mario thought he saw the female transparency smile as it got off Jennifer then disappeared. He lay down by Jennifer exhausted and as he was going down he could see that all the girls had cum over them and were rubbing it into their skin. They also had this satisfied smile on them. His cock began to deflate. God he was happy. "Umm ..." Amanda started, "you guys are not going to believe this but I think I said the wrong words," then she started laughing. All laughed with her. Mario hoped it would happen again and he could feel that all of them wanted the same. He fell asleep. Amanda knew what she had said wrong as she was saying it but did not want to go through all the trouble of starting over. She had not expected this too happen but was glad it did and that she would do it again. She made a mental note to write it down as soon as she got back. Then she fell asleep.