2 comments/ 65616 views/ 2 favorites The Costume Party By: Electra042 Tying the second pink ribbon into a big bow on my pigtail, I have to smile at my reflection. Not one for parties, I couldn’t resist this Halloween one after you suggested our costumes. My sweetheart pink dress is cut very short, as is the starched white apron that criss-crosses in the back, barely covering the frothy lace of my crinoline. When I move, the dress sways to offer a tantalizing peek at the frilly lace on my panties. My legs are smooth and bare, cute white ankle socks rimmed with lace and black shiny flat shoes with brass buckles complete my ’little girl’ appearance. I am wearing very little make up, just enough to give me a big-eyed innocent look. To make the costume complete, I have a large lollipop. I like dressing up for you and I’m sure when you get home, you’ll like the results too. Just thinking of your reaction excites me and I can feel my nipples start to harden under the cotton dress. I lift up the front of the dress and slide my fingers over the lace covered panties, feeling the smooth bare mound of my pubis underneath. Staring at my refection, I watch my hand rub over my stomach and then dip back down over the panties and between my legs. It is like watching someone else touch me, exotic, forbidden and I can feel the panties moisten with my arousal. I can’t resist slipping my hand under the waistband and down. The freshly shaven mound tingles and even though I know no one but you will see it, it makes me feel deliciously naughty. A little further and my fingers can feel the warm moist lips and, parting them gently, I barely touch the hardening bud of my desire. It is like an electric shock and I gasp in delight. A noise behind me startles me and, quickly pulling my hand from my panties, I turn to see you standing in the bedroom doorway. You look tired and dirty from a long day at work, your hands and coveralls stained with grease. There is a crooked smile on your face, knowing you have caught me at a ’delicate’ moment. You walk toward me, trying to look stern. "Little girls shouldn’t touch themselves like that." I feel a thrill run straight from my neck down my spine to my pussy. Realising you have gotten into the spirit, I put my head down and pout, shuffling my feet. You reach out and lift my chin to look into my eyes. I can see the mischievous glint in yours as you ask, "Do you know what happens to bad little girls?" I shake my head no, making my pigtails swing. Taking my hand, you lead me over to the straight-backed chair and sit down, pulling me to stand beside your legs. I know what you have in mind and only resist slightly as you lay me, face down across your lap. I’m getting wetter by the second, anticipating your next move. I can feel one of your hands on my back, holding me firmly in place, while the other moves slowly under the cotton and lace to rest lightly on my buttocks. Your voice is getting husky as you start to patiently explain my transgressions. "I have told you before that good little girls don’t play with their private parts. If you play with yourself, you’ll become a bad little girl and you don‘t want that, do you?" I shake my head no but you smack my butt lightly to let me know you want me to answer. "No, daddy. I don’t want be a bad girl." Your hand rubs over my butt. "Good girl. You know what happens to bad little girls, don’t you?" Not sure how you want me to answer, I pause. Again, your hand smacks my butt, harder this time. "Yes, daddy. They grow up to be nasty big girls." I say quickly. Once again, your hand rubs over the lace on my panties. "That’s right. And nasty girls fall prey to nasty men who want to do nasty things with them." My face feels hot and I can feel my heart rate quicken. "Like what, daddy?" You slide your hand down over my ass and slip between my outstretched legs, lightly brushing over my cotton covered pussy. I feel your fingers find the nub of my clit and you start drawing lazy circles over it. I bite my lip to stop the moan from escaping my lips as you say, "Nasty men want to touch your pussy like this but they won‘t stop there. They’ll want to pull your panties down just like this so they can touch your soft, wet lips with their dirty, nasty hands." The room air is cool on my butt as you pull the panties down my legs to my ankles and then run your hand up and over the smooth skin of my thighs. Your fingers are cool as they part my pussy, stroking and pulling the lips gently, teasingly. You feel me start to squirm and you quickly remove your hand to smack me firmly on the ass. "How can I explain what bad men do if you won’t stay still?" You say crossly. "Sorry, daddy. Please continue." I can tell you are enjoying this as I can feel your cock hardening beneath my belly. "Very well. After they start touching your lips, they’ll want to stick their finger in you, like this and move in and out until your pussy becomes very, very wet. Can you feel it getting wet?" I can feel the juices soaking your finger and ooze out onto my clit. "Oh, yes, daddy. Very wet indeed. What do they do next?" Shifting your hand slightly, you slide a second finger into me, slowly, deeply, back and forth before slipping in a third. I can’t help moaning aloud at this most pleasant intrusion, fucking my quivering pussy with your thick, hard fingers while rubbing my clit gently with your thumb. You can feel me pushing against your hand, trying to get more of you in me. You lean over and whisper, "Now, then you don’t want to be a bad little girl, do you?" I want to scream ‘yes, please fuck me!’ but I resist and say shakily "No daddy. But what happens next?" "A really bad man would make you stand up and lean your hands on the bed, like this. He’d get on his knees behind you, open your sweet, innocent pussy, just like this and then put his nasty mouth right here and start tasting you." Your tongue licks over my moist pussy, down and over my hard clit, flicks into the warm depths and up to my anus. Your thumbs stretch my cheeks apart and your rigid tongue pushes into my ass. I can feel my knees growing weak, each flittering movement of your tongue making my pussy throb with need. Your fingers move back into my pussy, pushing deep and relentless. You can feel the silky walls clutching at your fingers as my body begins to heave in orgasm. Crying out, I desperately try to push my body further onto your thrusting hand as the waves of ecstasy rack my pussy. As I collapse, face first onto the bed I hear you laugh and then the zipper on your overalls being lowered. I look over my shoulder to watch you strip out of you clothes. Your cock is already hard, the tip glistening. I give you a coy smile. "What is that, daddy?" You put your hand over your cock and stroke slowly up and down the hard length. "It’s my lollipop, baby." I can feel my mouth water. "May I have a lick?" You half turn away. "I don’t think so baby. If I let you lick it once, you’ll want the whole thing." I give you my best disappointed pout. "Please, daddy. Just one little lick?" Taking barely a second to think it over, you turn back. "Okay. But just one." I quickly scramble to my knees in front of you. "Oh, goody." I exclaim. Putting one hand around your throbbing cock, I bend to give it a long, slow lick from the thick base right up the shaft to the purple head. "Mmm, daddy. That is good. Just one more lick, pretty please?" You smile. "Alright. One more." Parting my lips slightly, I lick my lips to get them wet and then slowly lower my mouth over your cock. It slides past my lips and over my tongue, bumping against the roof of my mouth until it touches the back of my throat. I love the salty taste and silky feel of you in my mouth and suck hungrily, drawing you in further before letting you slide back out. "Do all bad men have lollipops like yours, daddy?" "Sort of, baby. Different sizes, different colours but bad men want you to eat it all at once." "I don’t understand, daddy. Show me?" You grab my pigtails and push your hard cock against my lips until my mouth opens and you slide in. With quick thrusts of your hips, you enter my mouth and throat, fucking my face. I can hear you moan, deep and hoarse, each thrust bringing you that much closer to filling my sucking mouth with your cream. I grab your ass for balance, letting my nails graze over your anus. I can taste the precum on my tongue and as you start to cum, I slip my little finger into your ass. That is all you need and your cock spews load after load into my sucking mouth faster than I can swallow. It oozes past my lips to drip in strands off my chin. As your shuddering cease, you release my head and sink back onto the chair, gasping for breath. I stand up and smooth out my dress. "So, I take it you like my costume?" The Costume Party Micki and Bill began their new lifestyle months ago as told in "Best Friends for Dinner". When we got home from that first night Micki was hot as hell. It was as if a fire had been started that would not go out. She wanted to hear about what her best friend Jeanne and I had done together and was even willing to talk about her night with Jeanne's husband Bob. After we exchanged stories of our night with Bob and Jeanne, Micki asked if I ever wanted to do it again. I said, "You tell me first." Micki admitted that she wanted to be with Bob again and when I asked her what do you mean by "be with Bob again", she answered: "Bill, I still love you with all my heart, and I don't love Bob, but I do love his cock and I want to fuck him again. It made me so hot to know that another man wanted me and to think about Jeanne being with you made me jealous and excited at the same time." I asked Micki: "Would you ever like to make love to someone other than Bob? Would you like to do this again? Micki looked into my eyes for a long time before answering: If you want to, I would be ok with it, but now I am happy fucking just you and Bob." For the next two months we got together with Bob and Jeanne every weekend and fucked our brains out. Always in separate rooms, but I would always sneak a peek or a listen to their passionate fucking and so would Jeanne. Jeanne and I were both voyeurs and sometimes we would spy on our mates together and at other times individually. Once I even fucked Jeanne from behind as she kneeled in front of their door. About two and a half months after our first swing. Bob and Jeanne had a Halloween costume party and couples were supposed to dress as "celebrity couples". Micki and I dressed as the "Flintstones". Micki was Betty and I was Barney. Micki decided to be a little risqué and had fashioned her outfit so that the top was a little tie halter with no bra. She wore sheer to the waist pantyhose and a micro mini skirt on the bottom. If she wasn't careful, she would show cheek and perhaps more. I wore tights and a typical caveman Barney top. Bob and Jeanne went as Anthony & Cleopatra. Bob was in a toga and Jeanne was wearing a diaphanous flowing gown that looked the part. When Jeanne moved it was obvious she was not wearing a bra and there were no visible panty lines. Most others were dressed similarly. One couple came as Superman and Lois Lane, another as George and Martha Washington, and my secretary Cyndi and her husband Dave came as Bonnie & Clyde. Cyndi is a beautiful blonde, about 5'1", a very perky 34 B and has a tiny tight butt from all the gym time over the past two years. She looks a little like Pamela Anderson. Cyndi had just turned 30 and she and Dave have a 6 year old son. Cyndi is a real MILF and is always teasing in the office and telling me how stale her marriage had become. So I invited her to the party, but warned her that it might get pretty rowdy and risqué. She said she hoped so and winked. Mike and Bridgit Funk came dressed as a Pimp and Ho. Mike was dressed in a wide pin striped suit, while Bridgit looked hot in a latex bustier that pushed her tits up so much you could see the hint of her aureoles. She had a matching latex mini skirt, black fishnet hose held up by garters sticking out from the skirt and 6"stilletto heals. The party was great, with lot's to drink and eat, dancing and lot's of flirting. I danced with Jeanne and held her close. She said she felt something hard and didn't know that Barney packed a gun. As we danced into a dark corner of the room, I could not resist letting my hand drop to her butt. I whispered in her ear that she was a naughty Cleopatra to go without underwear. Jeanne answered: "That way it will not take you as long to undress me and fuck me later, unless that little slut secretary of yours gets to you first. I looked around the room and saw that Micki was dancing with the Mike the Pimp, while Bob was dancing with Bridgit, the Ho. As the song ended, I went to get a drink with Jeanne. When we returned, we sat on a sofa and watched the dance floor. All were dancing but us. I saw Mike lead Micki to the dark corner of the room and pull her closer to him as she looked up into his eyes. They were just swaying to the slow music and Mike was holding her with both arms low on her back, but sliding down. Soon they rested on her ass and he pulled her even tighter. They were both leaning back bent at the waist which pressed their thighs tightly together. Micki leaned into Mike and pressed her breasts into his chest and rested her head on his shoulder. Mike was massaging Micki's ass and they had stopped all pretense of dancing. While I couldn't make out what was said, I could see Micki look up and say something to Mike as she tried to move his hands. It was a feeble effort and he leaned to her ear and said something to her. Mike again began to play with her ass as he slid his hands beneath her short skirt. Micki turned as if to look around to see who was watching, then turned up to Mike and they kissed. I could see his hands massaging her ass and then one hand moved between them to feel her braless tits through the sheer light halter top. Then his hand dropped below her waist from the position and movement of his hand, it looked like he was inside her pantyhose playing with her pussy. I could see her part her legs to allow him better access. When I saw Micki shudder and grab Mike by the neck and kiss him hard, I was certain that he had found her pussy and was finger fucking her. She broke away from Mike and smiled. They said something I could not hear and they walked to the bar in the other room. While all this was going on Jeanne was watching too and stroking my cock through my Barney Rubble tights. Jeanne leaned in and whispered: "I bet Mike fucks Micki before the night is over. He has a huge cock you know." I looked at her and asked how did she know that? Jeanne said that she had danced with Mike earlier and he had pushed her hand to his cock and tried to feel her pussy and wanted her to sneak upstairs with her, but she had refused. Micki and Mike were at the bar in the family room, but with the music on and the distance, I had a hard time hearing anything they said. Micki was on a bar stool and mike was facing her and standing close between her spread legs. Mike had her short skirt pushed far back on her thighs and I could see that the crotch of her pantyhose was wet and torn and the lips of her pussy were swollen and glistening in the light. They drank and talked at the bar for about ten minutes or so, all the while touching one another openly. Micki's face was flushed from the drinking and from the petting and finger fucking by Mike. They got up and headed toward the stairs. I wondered if he was taking her to a bedroom and which one? I waited where I was for a few minutes and then went upstairs acting as if I were going to use the upstairs bathroom. I was scouting the upstairs for an indication of where they went. All of the sudden, I was nervous as all get out. Why did Mike want to get Micki upstairs, alone? I noticed a dim light in the corner bedroom and checked to see if anything was visible. As I looked in, trying to focus on them, I could see Micki and Mike and they were in a "69" on the large bed. Mike was totally naked and Micki was as well, except for her pantyhose. It was a lot different watching now, they had music on, but it wasn't that loud, and I had to make sure I was quiet. I could make out slurping noises and an occasional moan telling me that Micki was clearly turned on. She was about to get hotter I could see that Micki was on the bed on her back, Mike had moved between her spread legs. I had to imagine that he was rubbing that big mushroom head around her open pussy trying to get everything set to drive that big dick home. I heard Micki start moaning and telling him how big his dick was, she was breathing pretty loud also. I could tell by the movement he had his cock all the way in and was beginning to fuck her. She was telling him to go slow and easy and let her get used to it. As he continued to work it into her obviously stretched little pussy I could see him tunnel into her hot little hole. As I stood transfixed on the images, I watched as he put her legs over his shoulders and started to plow her. She was screaming pretty loud by now, and making noises like I haven't heard in a long time. Mike was fucking her good and grunting himself also. He worked her around onto her knees and worked his cock into her from behind and literally had her screaming again in minutes. He rammed his fatty in her hard, and I could hear her telling him to "fuck that pussy" and "gimme all of that wonderful cock" as he continued slapping his balls against her mound on every thrust. Mike lasted a good long time with his stroking, I could tell by his panting that he was ready to come any minute, and he started to let go. He asked her if he could blast in her pussy and she cooed "yeeeeeessssssssss baaaaaby" and he started to shoot. She was coming also because she was thrashing more than he was. They continued their mating for a few more minutes before laying down to rest. After a few minutes Micki got up and got a wash cloth and cleaned him off. They made some after fuck talk and she told him she had better get going, because "Bill might be looking for me soon". They kissed a bit and she left the room. I barely beat her down the stairs and was coming out of the family room when she came in. I asked her where she was and she looked me in the eyes and said "I'll tell you later. I am a little hungry want to get something to eat." I told her that I just had something and was going back to the group in the living room and that I'd see her there. Part Two When I got to the living room I could see Bridgit sitting on Bob's lap facing him, her latex miniskirt up around her luscious butt. They were in an obvious deep french kiss and the way Bridgit was shifting and rubbing her butt into Bob's lap it looked like she was sitting on more than his lap. Jeanne was sitting on another sofa with Cyndi, or should I say "Bonnie" of "Bonnie & Clyde" and "Superman" of "Superman and Lois". Jeanne was sitting between "Bonnie" and Superman, who had a hand high on her one thigh and Cyndi had a hand on her other thigh. Superman was kissing Jeanne, so I sat down beside Cyndi. She surprised me with a kiss; an open mouth kiss, with a deep probing tongue. Cyndi said: "I've wanted to do that for a long time. Let's all go up stairs and play." We were off in a flash. Jeanne and Superman took the first bedroom and Cyndi and I went to the second room, which happened to be the master bedroom. As soon as we closed the door, Cyndi stepped into my arms she looked into my eyes and said: "I can't believe I am here with you and I am not sure I should be. I hope this does not ruin our work relationship, but watching what everyone else has been doing tonight has me so horny I need to be with someone, someone I trust." I held her close and she turned her head up, obviously inviting a kiss. As I kissed her for the second time, she opened her mouth and started deep french kiss. Her tongue was everywhere and she pushed her hips into mine. I looked into her eyes in the dim light and asked her what she wanted. She said: "I want you to make love to me; Dave hasn't touched me in months. Please take me, kiss me, lick me, and fuck me. Cyndi quickly shed most of her clothes and stood before me in just a tiny sheer white thong. I dropped to my knees and could see she was wet through her nearly transparent thong. I leaned in and kissed her swollen pussy and tasted her wetness as she moaned and ground her pussy into my face over and over. I pulled her thong down and off and pushed her gently back onto the bed and licked and sucked her puffy lips. I was surprised to find that she had pierced the hood of her clit and wore a single gold ring there. Her clit was huge for such a small woman and must have been nearly a half inch long. I sucked it like a small cock and when I pulled on her clit ring with my teeth she raised her hips of the bed, shuddering and shaking and moaning as she came for the first time. I continued to suck her juices and licked her everywhere from her clit to her anus and held her tiny butt cheeks in my hands. Cyndi pulled me up and kissed me as deeply as I had ever been. She began to stroke my cock as she said: "I want this in me now; I need fucked hard all night long. No one has ever made me come as hard as you just did while eating my pussy. I climbed up onto the bed and lifted her legs up and placed her ankles on my shoulders. I looked into her blue eyes as I rubbed my hard cock up and down between her lips and then slapped her clit with my cock. She stared back at me as I pushed gently into her an inch at a time, until she had all of my 8 inches. I could feel her cervix as I pushed hard into her small pussy. My god was she wet and so very warm and we kissed as I fucked into her. As I fucked her I rubbed her clit with my right hand and occasionally pulled gently on her clit ring. She told me she was about to come and to please come with her. She screamed: "Fuck me, fuck me harder, fill me with your cream, I want to feel all of you inside me, Oh, yes, yes, nghhhh, now, now." And I shot deep inside my secretary for the first, but definitely not the last time. I rolled to my right and Cyndi rolled with me telling me to stay inside her as she kissed me and sucked my tongue deep into her mouth. After lying together coupled at cock and cunt for 15 or 20 minutes, I needed to use the bathroom. As I was going down the hall I heard the unmistakable voice of Micki in the third bedroom. I could not resist the temptation to peep and there in the room with the lights on, was Micki laying on the bed with Mike's head between her legs obviously eating her cunt while Bob was on her right, alternating between sucking her breasts and kissing her. Micki appeared to be out of her mind with lust and told Bob to go get Stan and Bert, two black guys that were at the party, because she wanted to experience an interracial gang bang. When Bob got up to leave, Mike began to fuck Micki again and she clearly loved it. Soon Bob returned with Stan and Bert. Stan was about 6 feet tall and had a 10 inch long cock and Bert was 6-2 and had the largest cock I had ever seen. It was a full 12 inches and was as thick as my wrist. Bert quickly moved above her and was trying to feed her his dick. She licked around his head making stroking actions on the underside, as she does to me when she gets really turned on. Micki was trying harder by wetting it with her saliva and trying over and over to get the big head in. Bert was enjoying her actions though and was holding on to the wall. I could see her work her mouth around this big monster like a starving person at a buffet. Stan dove between her legs and munched on her sloppy pussy, while Bob and Mike each sucked her nipples. Micki was in a seemingly constant climax as she sucked and was being sucked. Each of the three guys had eaten her pussy. The sight above was breathtaking; each guy had had some form of "his" way with her. As she slurped up as much shaft of each black or white cock as she could, Bob motioned for Stan to fuck her. Stan was moving into position as Bert started to rub her clit One thing was certain though, he had the second biggest dick at 10 inches. It had a bulbaceous head and a veiny shaft. Stan eased his dick into her very wet hole and began to fuck her pussy as Bert rubbed her clit. She looked happy with all of the attention she was getting. Stan probed her pussy for about three minutes when Bert started to make her come. Bert had her "under his thumb" so to speak and brought her off like he had done it a million times. Micki continued fucking Stan while she tried to swallow all of Bert's colossal cock. She thrashed around a bit and cooed some, but like usual when she is sucking a cock, she did not come. Stan came though and shot his load all over her tits and belly. Bert moved to be the next one into her stretched and dripping pussy. Just then I felt a hand on my cock and breasts in my back. It was Cyndi who had heard the noise of wanton sex and had come to see where I was. She whispered in my ear: "Micki sure seems to be enjoying herself. I never imagined she was such a slut. If I had only known, you could have been fucking me for months. My god that's hot watching her sucks one black cock while getting fucked by another." Bert was slow and deliberate in his actions because he knew Micki had never been fucked with anything as large as his black pole. Probing his cock in between her pussy lips and up and down to get her fully lubricated, she was on fire and begged him to fuck her. Bert entered her slowly, an inch at a time to allow her to adjust to a cock nearly twice as big as mine. He got almost ten inches into her when she yelled that he was entering her cervix. Bert pushed hard and Micki screamed but kept raising her hip to swallow his cock. She had it all and was beginning to come. Bert kept pounding her for another ten minutes and Micki must have come at least five times. By now Cyndi was on her knees in front of me deep throating me and playing with my nether hole with her fingers. Micki, heard me moaning and looked up. She just smiled and beckoned us to join the five of them on the king sized bed. Micki was covered with jism, it was everywhere, in her hair, on her face, her tits, and dripping from her cunt, yes tonight it was a cunt. I shuddered and came hard shooting into Cyndi's delicate full lipped mouth and she swallowed it all sucking me deep as if she was starved. Cyndi had been rubbing her pussy as she sucked me, but now, Stan had move behind her and was rubbing her wet lips and asshole with his very black fingers. She let my cock slip from her mouth and was on all fours on the carpeted floor as Stan rubbed his long thin black cock between her already fucked lips. Cyndi looked back at Stan, then into my eyes and asked: "Can Stan fuck me Bill? Please!" I asked her what she wanted and she said she wanted Stan and Bert and anyone else that wanted to fuck her. She said: "I want to be a slut like Micki, if it's ok with you." What would Dave say, I asked. Cyndi said: "I don't really care what Dave thinks, as long as you are ok with it. I am yours now, if you and Micki want me, I'll do anything you want as long as you promise to kiss me, eat me and fuck me like you have tonight." As I told her she could fuck Stan she kissed me deeply and when she moaned into my mouth as we kissed, I knew Stan had started to enter her wet but tight white pussy. She quit kissing me and reached back to hold Stan's cock and control how fast he penetrated her tight white cunt. She kept moaning, groaning and screaming as she adjusted to his size. I looked at her beautiful white cheeks with the tan lines from her bikini contrasted with Stan's black cock with her hand firmly around it. Slowly he would push another inch of black meat into her and pull it out and I could see her lips pulling back with his cock all wet from her dripping pussy. She was so wet; she was literally dripping on the floor. Micki and I ended up taking Cyndi home with us that night, but that is another story. The Costume Party It was New Year's Eve and Jane and her fiancé, Ron, were invited to a very unusual costume party to ring in the New Year in wild style. The theme was flagrantly sexual and everyone was advised to dress appropriately in whatever kinky outfit they chose. Masks were required as well but Jane and Ron chose to wear the kind that only covered their eyes since they really didn't care who recognized them. They had decided to be completely uninhibited about this whole celebration and really enjoy themselves. Jane decided on the costumes, appropriately enough, since she wanted to dress the part of a dominatrix with Ron going along as her slave. Early in December they found a specialty boutique on 5th Avenue in New York City that catered to the S&M and bondage aficionados of the area. It had everything they needed and then some. First Jane picked out her outfit. It was a combination of Black Vinyl and Black Leather and fit her like a tight kidskin glove from her neck to her toes. The black vinyl bustier hugged her waist and accentuated her rounded hips while pushing up her luscious 38 D breasts into a delicious cleavage that allowed about half of her nipples to show at all times. It was breathtaking. Ron could hardly keep his hands off of her right there in the fitting room. The vinyl had a distinctly plastic smell to it and squeaked every time Jane moved even a fraction of an inch—all of which set off Ron's senses even further, giving him a hard-on in his tight jeans. The pants Jane wiggled into were an even bigger turn-on for him. The shiny black plastic looked wet and slick and Jane had a hard time grabbing onto it to pull it up over her ass but once it was on and the laces running down the length of each legs were fastened, he could hardly stop drooling just looking at her. She looked like a 21st century Amazonian goddess. Jane's long long legs just seemed to go on forever and then to further enhance them she put on black leather boots that had half inch platforms and four inch heels. That made her stand at approximately 6'2" in height, just slightly taller than Ron himself. Jane took a look in the mirror and pronounced the effect "almost perfect". She was glad the boots made her taller than Ron since she was going to be his mistress for the evening. It only seemed appropriate. As it was a cold winter and the bustier left her arms and shoulders bare, Jane picked out a leather jacket to wear over the top of the outfit for when they would be outside. It was soft, smooth black leather, pliant in the way it adhered to her beautiful body. Long sleeves with cuffs turned up, zipper front fastening all the way up to her neck, it temporarily hid the extremely bare bustier. She liked that. It would make the effect of her entrance to the party all the more spectacular. When she took off the jacket, people's eyes would pop, she hoped. Now for the accessories. Roaming the store, Jane and Ron saw everything imaginable for sale. Strap-on harnesses with dildos so big it hurt to even look at them. Vibrators in every possible color. Blow up fuck-me dolls for those who couldn't find dates for the evening. Finally Jane found what she wanted. The aisle with paddles and whips. She chose what she though would really make a statement with her dominatrix outfit. On one hip, Jane attached a whip to a belt loop. It was black of course and five feet long with a six inch leather fringe at the end of it. Browsing through the aisles of restraints, Jane finally found the last thing she was looking for: a black vinyl collar and ten foot long leash to attach to Ron's neck for the evening. He was going to be her slave and she wanted to make sure he stayed where she wanted him at all times. She planed on treating him like a slightly disobedient pet dog who needed to be trained. If he was a good boy he would be rewarded. If he was bad he would be punished and affection would be withheld. Simple behavior modification, kinky style. Ron's outfit was not going to keep him very warm that night but his first challenge as her slave was to not complain about it. He had agreed to the rules after all. Jane was in charge and he would obey. They had planned their code word in case things got out of hand and he absolutely couldn't handle something. All he had to say to call a halt to the whole thing was "Red balloons". They would simply stop everything and go back to being the regular loving couple they usually were, forgetting all about the experiment in the wild side. Since Ron had agreed to let Jane choose his outfit, he put on what she picked out for him without complaint. It was the skimpiest thing he had ever contemplated wearing in public short of a bathing suit to the beach. Black stretchy latex, thin as a whisper, the main garment looked a lot like a wrestler's leotard with tight crotch cut high on the hips and low on the chest and straps going up over his shoulders to hold it up. On his 6'1", 220 lbs. it looked very small indeed, but Jane like the way his cock and balls were perfectly outlined under the thin clinging fabric, plus his whole chest was exposed to show off all that luscious hair she found so delightful to touch with her hands and rub her bare nipples across when they were in bed together. She really wanted him to go barefoot, but since that would have been cruel in winter, she opted for black leather shoes, the soft kind sort of like wrestlers wear that lace up to the ankle. He could always take them off once they were indoors, Jane thought to herself. The finishing touches for Ron's outfit were a black leather belt with silver studs and a big silver buckle plus, of course, the collar around his neck, nice and tight, with the leash held firmly in Jane's hand. They looked at themselves in the mirror of the spacious fitting room and smiled. They would definitely need a photo of this to remember the evening by. It was dramatic and unabashedly kinky. They had never dressed up this way before and they were both turned on just looking at each other right there in the store. "As soon as we get home, I'm going to fuck your brains out," Ron told Jane. "Whoa, slave. You'll do as you are told when you wear this outfit or you'll feel my whip on your ass. You get this pussy when and if I say so and don't forget it. Now bend over and take your punishment for being so bold," she ordered him with such a steely look in her eyes that Ron knew she meant business. He turned away from her and bent slightly at the waist, exposing his ass to her. Rather than use the noisy whip in the store, though, she opted to just spank him with her hand. "One," she said with a solid smack on his left cheek. "Two, three, four, five, six, seven. There, now keep the rules in mind or there will be more where that came from slave." "Yes, mistress," said Ron with mock meekness, his ass stinging slightly. After they put back on their street clothes and gathered their garments and items to purchase, Jane and Ron made their way to the check-out stand but there was quite a line. "People doing their Christmas gift shopping", Jane thought to herself, amused to think that some of this kinky stuff would be under Christmas trees in brightly wrapped packages. As they waited, Jane had an idea. She told Ron to wait there in line and that she would be right back. Jane retraced her steps to the restraints aisle and found another black vinyl dog collar and long leash. She was going to surprise Ron with a little extra fun on New Years Eve. She was going to wear the extra collar and leash on her other hip and be on the look out for a little playmate for them to take home with them. They had always had fantasies of having a threesome with another woman and this sex party sounded like just the place to find some nubile young attractive woman to have some fun with. Who else but people open minded and uninhibited would even dare show up at a party like this? It was a good bet, Jane thought, that she might be able to find just the woman to make it a very memorable evening indeed. The evening of New Year's Eve, Jane put on her outfit early and demanded that Ron do the same. She wanted them to get into character. "Fix dinner, slave," Jane ordered. Ron hesitated a moment, not expecting the role to start so soon but got right into the spirit of the evening and replied, "Yes, mistress." After a nice meal of fillet of sole and a tossed green salad, the couple relaxed with a snifter of brandy in the living room. Then Jane had a surprise for Ron. There she sat in her skin tight black vinyl pants and glorious bustier, and she suddenly barked at Ron, "Eat me till I come three times or I'll whip you, slave." When Ron looked at her speechless, Jane added quickly, "Now, dog." And proceeded to surprise him further by grabbing the crotch of her vinyl pants and pulling apart the seam at her pussy. It was held only by Velcro so that it easily opened for ready access. Jane leaned back on the coach and waited for Ron to approach. She didn't have to wait long because he loved eating her pussy more than most men loved pizza and beer. Getting down on his knees in front of her, Ron bent his head over Jane's cunt and breathed in the wonderful smell of her pussy. It always delighted him how clean and fresh and sweet she smelled and tasted. Without needing any further orders Ron began to do exactly what he knew Jane loved—a thorough tongue washing from top to bottom. He started with her pussy lips and gently opened them with his tongue, ingratiating his tongue further and further into her cunt with every lick till he could finally get at her clit and tease it out of its protective hood with slow sweet circles all around and on top of it just the way she liked it. She tasted divine and her juices started to accumulate and mix with his saliva so much that he had to swallow every few moments but he enjoyed lapping up all this aromatic liquor to his hearts content. He truly was a slave to Jane when it came to giving her sexual pleasure, but then he knew that she felt the same way about giving him pleasure. Tonight was just a fun game to act out for a whim and he was happy to go along with it. Once Jane had started grinding her hips into his mouth and groaning and moaning with pleasure at his ministrations, Ron started to change tactics. There was one move he had that he knew she loved so he started to do it. He ran his tongue all the way down to her vagina and then back up to her clit and then back down and back up again. Over and over, up and down the length of her cunt he went with his tongue. While he did this, with every swipe, his nose hit her clit, making her gasp with pleasure. He knew she loved it and that it got her incredibly hot so he kept it up till the sounds of her breathing and moaning indicated that she was getting close to orgasm. He didn't want her to cum quite yet though. That would be too easy, too soon. No, he was going to tease her a bit and make her wait till she couldn't stand it any longer so he lifted up her legs and gained access to her asshole. Ron began rimming her asshole with his tongue with wet licks, round and round, then flicking up and down till Jane started to moan in a different sort of way, almost a whimper. They had been communicating in this dance for so long that he knew right away what she was saying. Jane's noises meant "That feels great, darling, thank you, but I'm feeling really horny now and want to come so please lick my clit hard and fast now." It was like reading her mind, a mind he knew so well and loved so much. So, after lingering just a moment longer at her ass, Ron made his way back up to her clit and began to caress it with his big wet tongue just the way she liked it. First he started out with slow soft licks though, still wanting to tease her just a while longer. When she moaned more and more in that agonized whimper, though, he took pity on her and began flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue as hard and as fast as he could over and over again. Jane's breathing became rough and fast and she began to utter little cries of "OH, OH, OH," over and over at a rising crescendo and higher and higher pitch as she got closer and closer to cuming. When Ron thought she was ready to cum he reached up and gently squeezed on her nipples above the bustier, glad they were so readily exposed for him. He tweaked them and played with them, harder and harder while he continued to lick her clit and finally Jane screamed the words he'd been waiting for, "I'm coming, baby, Oh God, I'm coming!" But Ron didn't let up because he knew Jane well enough to know that it was often her second or third or fourth orgasm that was the one she really liked. She had told him how they sometimes just seem to build up and get higher and higher with each one until something shatters inside her and makes her feel like she's exploded all the way up to her belly giving her tingles and goose bumps from her head to her toes. That's what he wanted her to have tonight so he kept going, kept licking her engorged clit, now so fully exposed and out of its hood that it was hanging there like a tiny little penis, distended and swollen and red with excitement. For a few moments Ron used a wet finger to play with her clit with one hand while he plunged two fingers from his other hand deep into her wet cunt to finger fuck her with vigorous strokes in and out. Suddenly Jane barked an order, "Your tongue, slave, make me come with your tongue, now," and so Ron went back to liking her clit as hard as he could trying to get her off again. It didn't take long. Jane was shaking like a leaf she was so excited. Her legs were quivering and her arms were vibrating as she tried to hold onto Ron's shoulders. "Almost, almost, don't stop," Jane told him. He kept at it and within seconds she screamed again, no words this time, just a loud guttural yell like an animal in agony or ecstasy, he wasn't sure which. Maybe both. Then Jane pushed Ron's head away and said, "Enough. Stop." Ron was confused. He thought she had said she wanted more and asked her why she wanted to stop so soon. "Don't argue, just follow instructions, slave." "Yes, mistress," Ron told her, thinking to himself that maybe that second orgasm had been such a good one that she didn't need another or else maybe she wanted to wait till later after the party for more fun. Either way, he decided to let it go, it was up to her, especially tonight since she was in charge this evening. After drying off her drenched pussy, Jane refastened the crotch of her black lace-up pants and put on the black leather jacket. "Let's go," she said. "You're driving tonight so don't drink anything alcoholic at the party. I'm planning on getting a little tipsy so you have to be the designated driver." "Yes, mistress," Ron replied dutifully with a smile, enjoying his evening's role of submissive servant. It was such a contrast to their everyday life. Usually Jane doted on Ron and waited on him hand and foot, so to have the tables turned just this once was fun for both of them and didn't impinge on his ego in the least. He knew that she adored him and would do anything for him without question so this was all just a fun game. When they got to the party, the parking was already scarce and they had to walk three blocks to get to their friend's house. Walking slightly behind Jane, the collar on his neck, leash in her hand, they passed strangers on the sidewalk who gave them interesting looks. What the heck, Ron thought though. This is New York City, everybody's seen everything here. By the time they got to the door, Ron's nipples were hard as rocks, not from excitement, but from the cold. Jane's were hard too, but from the sheer thrill of what was hopefully going to happen tonight. She was aroused and knew it. She could smell her own pussy and wondered how many other people would catch the scent of her cunt that evening. As soon as their host showed them into the big high ceiling living room, Adriana, Jane's friend, asked for her jacket. There were about twenty-five people in the room, all of them looking at Jane and Ron. Jane smiled and said, "Yes, I'd love you to take my jacket, thanks." As she peeled herself out of the tight black leather, Jane kept her eyes on the other guests, waiting to see their reaction when they got a look of the nipple baring bustier. As she had hoped there were audible reactions. Jane heard one definite "ahh" and two gasps, plus saw several eyebrows go up and some people's eyes just about popped out of their heads. One older man's jaw visibly dropped and his wife had to elbow him to get him to straighten up and return his attention to her. Jane counted her entrance a great success. It was exactly the reaction she had been hoping for. Now for the real fun. The hunt for a playmate for the evening. A female slave to take home with them. A little surprise for Ron in the bargain. Jane kept a firm grip on Ron's leash, allowing him no more than three feet of slack to keep him close behind her at all times. Ron held his head high and showed no signs of being uncomfortable in his role of slave, rather he seemed to be enjoying watching people react to his beautiful lover. Jane looked spectacular that evening. She had taken pains with her hair and makeup and was even more lovely than usual, especially in that form fitting outfit that showed off her great figure. He was proud to be seen with her. Proud to be her man. There were lots of interesting costumes at the party and, as instructed, everyone, Ron and Jane included, had on at least a partial mask on their face. Some people had full masks and outlandish outfits. One portly man had on what looked like a Flash Gordon space suit except for the huge dildo that hung from his crotch. There were two women in their forties, obviously a couple, who had on matching French maid outfits that barely covered their naked asses. They both had a bit of a hard time walking in their high heels but Jane couldn't decide that was because they weren't used to stilettos or because they had had too much to drink. Either way, it was fun to watch them and they both seemed to be having a great time showing off their rather large rear ends. The host of the party, Adriana had on a particularly beguiling outfit. She was dressed to look just like Marilyn Monroe on that momentous occasion of singing Happy Birthday to then President John F. Kennedy. Jane couldn't imagine where Adriana had found the dress. It was identical to the white see through gown MM had worn that evening with obviously nothing underneath it. Needless to say Adriana had not a stitch on under her dress either and she looked glorious in it. They made their way over to the bar and Jane got herself a Gin and Tonic. For Ron she ordered a Diet Coke. As they began to drink their beverages and mingle with the interesting crowd, Jane was the one to make introductions and chat with people as they made their way around the room. When her first drink was empty, she loosened Ron's leash and told him to go get her another Gin and Tonic. "You can have another Coke if you wish, slave. You have been a very good boy so far this evening. Consider it your reward," she told him loudly so everyone nearby could hear her. Ron blushed slightly, unable to control the reflex, but said only "Thank you, mistress," and went to fetch the drinks. The bar was busy and it took a while to get the drinks. When Ron got back with Jane's cocktail, he found she was talking with a younger woman, a blond who looked to be about thirty-five or so. She was dressed in a skimpy Roman style toga with a wreath of laurel around the crown of her head. Obviously dressed to look like a sacred Vestal virgin, this woman, Ron would bet a million dollars, was far from virginal. She had the look of someone who knew how to have a good time in the sack, that slightly slutty look of someone who had done everything in the book and then some at least once. What he didn't understand was why Jane looked so happy to be chatting with this type of woman. Her own tastes in friends usually ran to the more intellectual sorts, not out and out sensualists like this lady. He handed Jane her drink and she quietly took hold of his leash and continued to talk to the woman without even introducing him. The Costume Party He soon gathered from the conversation that the woman's name was Regina and that she was visiting New York City with some friends who had brought her along to the party on the spur of the moment. She was only going to be in town for a few days it seemed. The two women were getting along famously. Jane kept touching Regina's shoulder and laughing at her stupid racy jokes. Regina couldn't seem to keep her hands off Jane either. Every time one of Jane's errant curls would droop down onto her forehead, Regina would reach over and brush it out of the way, trying to loop it behind her ear but it would only stay there for a brief moment, to be brushed back by the sexy young thing again and again. Ron was getting horny watching the two of them touch each other. He had long had a fantasy of seeing another women making love to Jane and just seeing them touch each other casually like this was making him get visibly hard in his thin latex outfit. He was sure everyone would notice his erection within moments. Suddenly, Jane looked right at his crotch and smiled. She moved her face close to Regina's ear and whispered something to her that Ron couldn't hear. The two women began to giggle uncontrollably and Ron blushed again, certain they were talking about his stiffening cock. He was right. Jane had whispered to Regina. "See what I told you. He's huge. Long and thick. He feels divine in my cunt. Are you up for playing the little game I described to you tonight. I would love to surprise Ron and I just know he would enjoy everything we talked about. How about it?" Jane asked the younger woman. Regina hardly even had to think about it. She was obviously a fun loving party girl and was ready for anything. "Sure, let's go have some kicks, Jane. Lead the way," she said. And with that, much to Ron's pleasure and surprise, Jane took the extra restraint off her hip and placed the collar around Regina's neck. Now holding onto two leashes, Jane led her two slaves over to the foyer and retrieved her jacket, allowing Regina to put on her coat as well. Jane said their goodbyes to the hosts and the threesome made there way down the street to the car. It had begun to snow lightly and by the time they got in the Volvo, Ron was shivering but didn't complain. "Ron," Jane said, "This is Regina and she is going to also be my slave for the evening. She is going to do everything I tell her but only what I tell her. You are not allowed to make any requests of her, is that clear?" "Yes, mistress," replied Ron, with a huge grin on his face. He could hardly wait to see what Jane had in store for the evening. He'd been waiting for this for a lifetime. He felt like he was getting a birthday present and it wasn't even his birthday. Carefully, he drove home, avoiding the speeding drunk drivers and staying under the speed limit so as to not attract the attention of any police cruisers. When they got home, Jane led her two attendants into the house and immediately into the bedroom. "Now I want you two to take my clothes off of me and caress me all over, one on each side," Jane ordered. Regina began to unfasten the laces on Jane's pants while Ron unhooked the closures on the tight bustier. Once he had removed her top, he pulled off her boots and began to help Regina peel the slippery pants off Jane's hips and legs. Naked, Jane lay down on the bed and they began to touch her starting at shoulders and working their way down her arms to her breasts. Ron massaged Jane's right breast, paying special attention to her sensitive nipple, while Regina did the same at her left side. Soon Jane was unable to stifle moans of pleasure as she enjoyed the intense sensations and thrilled to watch two people touching her at the same time. Ron and Regina moved down to Jane's stomach and rubbed her belly in circles, one's hands following the other in synchronization. Ron and Regina couldn't help but smell the scent of Jane's aroused pussy and it attracted both of them to want to eat her. When Ron made the first move to start to lick Jane's cunt, she ordered him to stop. "NO! Regina will eat me tonight, not you. You are to caress my legs and feet while she licks my pussy. You may watch and you may touch yourself, but she's going to make me cum now," Jane announced. Regina smiled and said, "Yes, Madame" and began to tongue Jane's waiting cunt with the actions of a professional. She knew exactly what she was doing and how to do it and it was obvious she was enjoying herself as she licked and sucked and fingered Jane's dripping wet pussy on and on till Jane began to writhe and squirm on the bed. Ron tried to attend to Jane's legs as he was ordered but was distracted by wanting to watch the show. Here was a sexy young woman making love to his fiancé in his own bed and he could see it and smell it hear it all right there in front of him. It was too much. He started to rub one of Jane's feet with his left hand and stroke his cock with his right. He desperately wanted to take of his wrestler's outfit, especially the heavy belt which was getting in the way of his hand on his cock. He also was wishing that Regina would take off her toga so he could see what her naked body looked like. The toga was so shapeless he could only hope and guess that she had a nice little figure underneath it. Suddenly, he heard Jane's voice. "Oh for God's sake do that faster. Harder. Yes, that's better, There, There. That's it. Keep doing that. That's it. That's it. Almost, Oh, God, I'm going to cum. Jesus, I'm coming. Don't stop, I'm coming. OH! OH! God damn that's good." Ron nearly came in his pants to hear Jane so excited. What a turn on to watch this and see his lady get it on with another woman. "Regina," Jane said then, "take off your clothes and get up here on the bed with me. It's your turn." Jane ordered. Ron wondered what Jane meant, but said nothing, just waited in happy anticipation of more excitement to come. He had no idea what was in store for him and the not knowing was enticing beyond belief. He was so used to being in control but this not being in control was proving to be a fun experiment so far. Regina pulled off her toga and was naked underneath, revealing a tight lithe body with small perky breasts and a pussy that was shaved just as closely as Jane's was but Regina's cunt was much bigger. Her labia were large and protruded out from her pussy like they were dying to be licked. Her whole cunt was a dark reddish brown in contrast to her tawny skin. Her nipples were big and dark too and he realized she must be a bleached blond to have so much pigment in her skin. "Come here Regina. I am going to play with those lovely breasts and nipples while Ron eats that gorgeous pussy of yours. How does that sound?" Jane asked. "Wonderful, Mam, Thank you." Regina answered. "It is your reward for eating me so well Regina. Now you get to enjoy some of the same from Ron because he's even better at it than you are. Ron, eat Regina's lovely cunt till she screams that she can't take it any more. While you do that I am going to be kissing her and playing with her tits, so have fun, you've been a very good slave so far this evening. I'm very proud of you. You deserve this reward too," Jane told him. Ron could hardly believe his luck. His lady was going to let him go down on this sexy young woman and she was going to be part of the fun at the same time. What a trip! As he began to lick Regina's big pussy lips and spread them apart with his fingers so he could find her clit, he could hear the two women kissing and making moaning noises already. He glanced up to see them, lips open, mouths locked together, tongues searching each other's mouths while they each had their hands on the other's tits! So Jane was letting Regina play with her breasts too. This got Ron so hot he could feel his testicles getting tighter up against his body. God how he wanted to fuck somebody. And at that point it didn't matter to him which one of these two women it was. He just wanted to slam his hard cock into a hot wet cunt and pound away at it. But for now his instructions were clear. Eat Regina till she came, so that was what he did, using all his best moves. Circles, up and down the length of her cunt, rimming her asshole, flicking her clit over and over, playing with her clit with his fingers, rubbing really hard for a while, then going back to licking her with his tongue. He could hear her breathing getting excited and she was moaning in a way different from Jane's noises. Higher pitched and more rapid. Finally her whole body convulsed and she shuddered without making a sound, but sighed and relaxed afterwards so he assumed that that meant she had cum. When he kept licking her clit after that, Regina pushed him away and said, "No, I can't take any more touching after that. Thanks, that was great." Surprised but not shocked, Ron remembered women like Regina from his past before he'd met Jane, women who only wanted to come once and then didn't want to be touched any more. Oh well, he thought, I wonder what Jane will want to do next. Knowing her the night isn't over yet. She liked to play and play until she was exhausted and Ron knew that this evening's festivities were bringing out the beast in her so it was highly unlikely that she was ready to quit so soon after the fun had started. He was right. As Regina got up off the bed and walked towards the bathroom, Ron assumed she had to pee or wanted to freshen up and thought nothing of it. Anyway, Jane got his attention right away with a new order, one he was very happy to hear. "Fuck me, slave. Fuck me hard. Right now," Jane commanded. Ron was only too delighted to comply and barely was able to say "Yes, mistress," with a straight face as he pulled off his outfit and climbed up on the bed with his lover. He knew she was wet and aroused from all the evenings' activities so he didn't bother putting any lube on his hard throbbing cock, just braced himself above her on his knees and put his dick at the entrance to her cunt. He grabbed onto her hips and plowed himself into her. She gasped but did so with a smile so he knew it must have felt good. She had told him a hundred times how much she loved they way his cock filled up her pussy so completely, nearly stretching her out. When he fucked her, she said, she could feel it everywhere inside her, front, back, and all around inside her vagina and when he slammed himself into her hard it pushed against her clit by rubbing against his pelvis and felt so damn good she could hardly stand it. After a couple minutes, Ron put Jane's legs up over his shoulders, a position she really loved and in a rapid pace, proceeded to bring her to the brink of an orgasm but just then Regina rejoined them from the bathroom. Ron couldn't see the woman, but Jane could. Regina had but on the sex toy Jane had secretly bought and left in the bathroom for Regina to put on according to the plans they had made at the party while Ron was getting drinks. Regina was still naked but now she had on a black leather strap-on harness and dildo. It wasn't a huge dildo, only about six inches long and fairly slender, just right for someone's asshole. This was Jane's big surprise for Ron. He loved anal stimulation and often Jane would use a dildo or vibrator up his ass to give him pleasure. She loved doing that for him and they once had talked about for maybe it would be exciting to act out that scene in "Misty Beethoven" where the man is fucking the woman and another woman comes up behind him by surprise and fucks him with a strap on. So now this was Jane's chance to surprise him. She had instructed Regina to put on the harness and come up behind Ron so he couldn't see her. She was doing everything just right. Ron was busily enthralled in fucking Jane when all of a sudden he felt lubricated fingers on his asshole. Well, that feels good, thought Ron, that must be Regina. Then Jane brought her legs down to his sides and ordered him to lie down on top of her body. He looked at her oddly but complied and as he did so, Regina shoved the dildo into his asshole causing him to gasp. Involuntarily, Ron began to fuck Jane even harder, his cock suddenly as stiff as an iron bar. As he pumped his cock into Jane, Regina fucked his asshole, matching his rhythm beat for beat. Then all of a sudden the sensations got even more intense for Ron. Vibrations. Regina had turned on a remote control switch that activated a vibrator inside the dildo and now Ron could hardly contain himself. The vibrations went right through his asshole and into his cock. It was wild and was driving him crazy. He kept pumping his cock into Jane's tight pussy and within seconds he could feel the semen start to flow out of his balls towards his cock. "I'm going to cum, baby. Oh, God, I'm cuming," Ron yelled, his voice low and coarse. Six, seven, eight times, his cock spasmed and squirted cum into Jane's cunt. She could feel the warm think liquid shooting into her and the feeling of his orgasm inside her pushed her over the edge into a mind blowing orgasm of her own. She screamed right along with him and soon they collapsed in a heap on the bed. Regina took her queue and went to the bathroom to take off the strap-on harness and give them a few moments together. "Well, sweetheart, did you like your surprise?" Jane asked Ron. "Oh, my God, are you kidding? That was incredible. It was like fireworks. Thank you, baby," Ron said, forgetting himself for a moment. "Thank you, mistress, you mean, right slave?" Jane said, smiling. "Yes, mistress. Thanks you, MISTRESS," he replied and kissed her. The Costume Party It was a Halloween like most any other, but that would change with one simple phone call from my best friend Charlie. "Hello," I said blandly as I grabbed my phone. "Cheer up man! It's me Charlie!" "Oh, hey man. What's up?" "I was going to ask you the same thing. You got big plans for tonight?" "Well, hopefully anything that keeps me from sitting around here and answering the door for a million little rug rats." "Then I have the perfect opportunity for you," he stated proudly. "I'm listening." "I just got invited to a costume party over on Broad Oak Drive." "You mean, the Broad Oak Drive that is part of that gated community at the Country Club?" "Yep." "And you said it's a costume party?" "Yeah, so you in or what?" "I'll have to rig up something, I guess." "Man, I'm going as a Roman senator," Charlie replied. "You know, white bed sheet for a toga and some sandals. Piece of cake." "Well, then we'll have to go as a pair of Roman senators." "Fair enough. I'll be by in twenty minutes." "Thanks man, I'll be ready." Charlie was right on time and we both had a good laugh as I climbed in his Accord. We both looked ridiculous and we knew it. We made it across town in less than twenty minutes and found ourselves at the huge wrought iron gates of Broad Oak Estates. Charlie rolled down his window and tapped the red button below the speaker. "Welcome to Broad Oak Estates, can I help you?" asked a friendly voice through the speaker. "Yeah, we are hear for a party at 1317 Broad Oak Drive." "Can I have your name, sir? I need to check the guest list." "Right, Charlie Thomas and guest." "Thank you sir. Enjoy your evening." The gates began to glide open and we just smiled. Charlie drove straight ahead along Broad Oak until we spotted several cars in front of a huge red brick house. The cheapest of the cars appeared to be a Corvette and suddenly his Accord seemed completely out of place. We did not care one bit and he pulled in behind an idling limousine. We could hear the music from the backyard, but followed the marked path to the front door. Charlie and I are in our mid-twenties and he had been invited by his new girlfriend Lisa. Her parents were the ones hosting this party. He rang the doorbell and we waited a few moments. "She told me this would be a party we'd never forget." "It'll have to be pretty good then to override of those from college." "We can only hope," he replied as the door opened wide. "Hey, Charlie," Lisa said with a big grin as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and planted a big kiss on his lips. I couldn't help but notice how absolutely gorgeous she looked in that witch's costume. "Where's mine?" I asked jokingly. "We both know Charlie doesn't share well," she chided playfully. "Besides, you can probably find a taker for a good Roman like yourself. Now, come in and join the party." We stepped in the front door and looked around. The decorations seemed to cover the entire place and there had to be at least one hundred people in the great room at the front of the house. I saw a mischievous grin on Lisa's face as she gave Charlie's arm a little tug. "What's up babe?" he asked. "Oh, I was wondering if I could show you some of the other decorations." "Alright, where?" "Please excuse us," she said to be as she pulled him toward the stairs. I just smiled and began looking across the crowd. There seemed to be a pretty good mixture of old and young. I could not see many faces, but assumed ages based on the costumes. Some of the women were dressed like Elvira, which was fine by me. Most of the guys were wearing fairly traditional outfits. A few of the women were in some pretty outrageous getups caught my attention. One of these was a woman dressed in all tan, complete with face paint and a little matching mask. She must have seen me looking at her in her form fitting outfit and gave me a little smile. Before I could even walk her way she made her way over to me and handed me a beer. "So, a Roman huh?" "Good guess," I replied as I looked over her body. That was when I realized she wasn't dressed in all tan. Instead she had simply painted her entire body a tan color, with what appeared to be brush strokes meant to look like fur. I could just make out a very skimpy bikini as the only clothing on her. I was impressed. "You like?" "Like doesn't cover it," I answered with a smile and I felt a little twitch under my toga. "What are you dressed up as?" "Well, I'm a cougar of course," she replied, once again flashing me a very sexy smile. "Of course you are," I replied. "Follow me," she instructed with a coy smile. She turned to walk away from me and I noticed that her perfectly shaped ass swayed quite seductively as she made her way through the crowd. I was glad my toga was hanging loosely around me as I started to feel a little more stiff. My body was on autopilot as I simply drifted along behind that awesome ass. I did not even care what was in store for me, but I hoped it involved something like what my buddy was probably enjoying upstairs. We made our way through the crowd and to a set of French doors, where a man in an executioners costume was standing. He appeared to be guarding the doors. "He's with me Roger," she said as she motioned in my direction. The big man looked me over quickly and then stepped out of the way. I followed quickly behind her, not wanting to have to confront anyone like that. "Well, Mr. Senator, you caught my attention and hopefully I have yours," she said as she turned to face me. I was once again captured by the long locks of wavy brown hair hanging on her shoulders, her big brown eyes, and of course the amazing curves the rest of the way down her perfectly shaped body. "You couldn't have my attention any more," I replied. "Oh really?" she asked with a mischievous look on her face. Before I knew it she dropped to her knees and slid under my toga. I heard a little sigh of approval just before she took me in her mouth. My knees nearly buckled as the sensations immediately got the best of me. I had decided to wear nothing under the toga just for the hell of it and it paid off. I stared at her ass, which was all that stuck out from under my toga, as she continued to give me the single best blowjob I had ever had. I gently placed one hand on the back of her head through the sheet and enjoyed the bobbing motion she was maintaining. I couldn't help but look around a notice that two other couples were completely nude and fucking on patio chairs, their costumes strewn about the ground around them. One other couple was sitting in the hot tub and the guy gave me a thumbs up as I noticed he was getting a hand job from the still costumed woman next to him. My attention was brought back to my situation as I felt my balls begin to tingle. I put both hands on the back of her, just to make sure she wasn't going to quit on me. "I'm gonna cum," I said as she continued to suck. Seconds later she reached up and grabbed my sack and gave a good squeeze, sending me over the edge. I filled her willing mouth with my cum and shudder with immense pleasure as she seemed to pull every last drop out of me. It was all I could do to keep myself standing as she climbed out from under my toga. "Tasty," she said with a grin as she licked her lips. "That was amazing," I said softly, as I tried to regain my composure. "Cougars give the best blowjobs," she replied. "And Senators have powerful tongues," I answered quickly as I swept her up in my arms and carried her to the nearest lounger. "Oh my..." she said as I knelt between her legs and pulled the bikini aside. "I appears they didn't paint all of you," I commented before jabbing my tongue into her already wet vagina. She was moaning almost immediately as I licked and sucked her most private areas. Her pink lips were so smooth and her clit so hard that I could hardly imagine stopping. I did manage to reach up and slide my hands under the bikini to feel her magnificent breasts. They were not huge, but made a nice handful for me. Her nipples were rock hard and I somehow managed to enjoy them without losing my true focus. My tongue continued to dance all over her, enjoying the taste of her juices. Finally, I brought my right hand back down and pushed one finger into her. "Yessss....," she said with approval. I took her clit between my teeth and teased her as I began to saw my finger into her. She was already loosening up, so I pushed a second finger in. She did not need to tell me I was doing it right, but instead wrapped her legs around my head. She pulled me in closer as I sucked and pulled at her clit and lips. My fingers continued to stretch her in anticipation of my next step. Her body began to shake as my tongue brought a small orgasm through her. "Oh, get inside me now!" she commanded and I was happy to oblige. I crawled up and hovered over her for a moment when I felt her hands deftly guide my penis to its destination. She smiled up at me as I pushed into her. Her body gave no resistance, but instead readily accepted my manhood. "Fuck, that's amazing," I said with a sigh as I buried myself completely inside her. I held myself there as we enjoyed the fullness of our union. I felt her squeeze me and I returned with a flex of my own. She just smiled and leaned in to kiss her. She accepted my kiss as I pulled back and little and pressed forward again. I began a steady motion of thrusting and retreating. I lowered myself so our bodies pressed together, enjoying the warmth of her breasts against my chest. Her tongue snaked into my mouth as I continued to pump into her with a slow and steady pace. We continued this for the next few moments until she looked me directly in the eyes and I knew she had a request. She could have anything she wanted at this point. "Let me ride you," she said huskily. I continued to stroke into her and smiled. "Anything you want," I told her as I reluctantly pulled out of her. The cool night air was a drastic difference from the warmth I had just left. I stood up and took off my toga and sandals as I waited for her to make room for me. She seemed to enjoy the fact I was now naked and slowly stood up from the lounger. I watched her body as it moved so fluidly up to make space for me to lie down on the chair. I quickly took my place and she watched to see that I was paying attention, although how could I not have been, when she removed the bikini. This action revealed only the very small portion of her body that had not been painted. The anticipation of what was coming sent me into a bit of a trance as she walked alongside the chair. She smiled down at me again as she threw her leg over the chair to straddle me. It only took a few seconds for her to drop down onto my raging hard cock. Her warmth was amazing and I took my turn moaning my approval. She began grinding her hips on me and squeezing me from the inside. This little dance continued for the next several minutes until she planted her palms on my bare chest and stared directly into my eyes. "Cum inside me," she stated. "What?" I asked, just wanting to make sure I heard her right. "Cum inside me, NOW!" she ordered, sounding very powerful. It was almost involuntary. Her hips grinding on me, her muscles squeezing me, and her sexy smile looking down on me all worked together to push me over the edge for the second time that night. My seed exploded into her and she threw her head back with a scream of pleasure. "Oh, yes, yes, yes," she yelled. The waves of ecstasy washed over me and it felt like I could cum forever. Eventually though, I came back down to earth as she fell against me. I put my arm around her to just hold her as I continued to enjoy being inside her. It was at that moment that I noticed the other couples standing closer to us, watching us. They began to clap lightly, which was a little strange for me. My partner sat up, keeping me inside her, and smiled at me again. "What's going on?" I asked. "I have chosen you," she replied. "Chosen me?" "Yes. You are my new mate." "I'm what?" I asked with surprise. "Lisa told me about you a few months ago and I studied you for a few weeks. I watched you playing basketball, watched you at work, and just generally got a feel for what kind of man you are." "But..." "Once I was sure you were worthy, I told Lisa it was time." "Time for what?" "Oh, my dear, every few decades I choose a new mate. I still enjoy my old mates from time to time, but I truly love the virility of a young man." "I'm confused." "Ben," she continued, pointing over her shoulder at the grinning man who had been getting the hand job in the hot tub, "is no longer my mate. We will most likely still enjoy sex from time to time, but he will no longer be allowed to impregnate me." "Impregnate?" "Well, yes, why else would I need a mate if not for procreation?" "I still don't..." "You will understand with time. You should call me Venus from now on," she said, as she leaned in to give me a kiss I couldn't begin to refuse. She climbed off of me, leaving me naked for everyone to see. My mind was still in a daze as I tried to figure out what was going on. "Now, I have to allow Lisa her reward. She was the one who brought you to me." At that moment, Lisa stepped out from behind Ben and walked towards me. She was completely nude and looked amazing. She had slightly larger breasts Venus, but had a very familiar smile. What was even more amazing was that I began to harden as I watched her approach. "Hello," she said with a grin as she straddled me. Before I could even comprehend what was happening, I was inside her. She groaned and grunted as she slammed herself down onto me over and over again. I held her hips as best as I could, watching her breasts bounce wildly as she fucked me. The feeling was fantastic, but not quite what I had felt with Venus. "I'm going to cum," I said a few minutes later and Lisa looked up at Venus, who was standing nearby. "You have my blessing," Venus said and Lisa ground down onto me again, welcoming my seed into her. She thrashed as her juices flowed out onto me and I could not help but thrust up against her as she came. Finally, she collapsed on me, smashing her wonderful breasts against me. I smiled with my extreme pleasure and looked at Venus. "You will be a perfect mate, Sam," she said with a grin and walked away. I was pulled back to my current situation as Lisa began riding me slowly again. "Shall we have another go?" "I don't know if I can." "Once you have been chosen by Venus, you will have no trouble in that department." "So true," Ben commented as she turned to walk away. "Besides, I need to make sure I conceive tonight." "You what?" "Shhh," she said, putting her finger on my lips as she began to fuck me all over again. Her juices made it so easy to slide into her and I simply settled back to enjoy myself. We had sex seven times that night before she was worn out. I never even felt tired. Over the next few days, Venus explained everything to me. She was, or is, in fact a goddess. She came to earth with a few others like her many years ago to establish a new race. They each chose a human mate and conceived children that were half man and half god. These beings live nearly a thousand years and never show any aging once they reach twenty-five years old. Lisa was in fact the first child that Venus had with Ben. These half man, half god beings could reproduce with humans to produce children that retain the nature of the new race. Lisa and I bore one child from that first night and Venus and I have had seven children. Halloween is only a few days away and that is the night that Venus will select my replacement. It has been an amazing thirty years and I know that it is my time to retire, so to speak. I look forward to seeing who my daughter, Patricia, has chosen for her mother and to becoming a grandfather for the first time. If you are headed to a costume party for Halloween, perhaps you will be lucky enough to be chosen by Venus.