Halloween...

Since my costume party plans have been dashed, I'll share a fantasy with you.....

I enter the mansion, sad to be alone for the evening.  My sexy pirate costume fits like a glove, and I had so many plans for my date, but he canceled at the last minute. 

I circle the room, getting a good look at who's single, who's hot, and who's just there to get drunk.  A leering Harry Potter makes a crude gesture with his wand, and I roll my eyes.  Perhaps I'm just a bit too old for this.  The small clique of men wearing the same stupid t-shirt that says "This *is* my costume" lose points for banality.  The Jedi master is a little too busy explaining how he created his light saber to his two friends dressed as the Mac and PC guys to notice when I bend over to adjust my boots near them.  The princesses, fairies, and Dorothy's (one with an actual puppy--what a poorly thought out idea that was) are way too perky for me.

I wander the house, passing everything from a Harlequin to Wonder Woman with no one catching my eye.

It's in the garden of the stately home that things begin to look up.  I hear a bass voice speaking seductively, and a high pitched giggle.  I linger in the shadows of a hedge and observe a Quarterback trying to feel up a Witch.  When his hand tries to go under her skirt she gets indignant and stalks off.

The Quarterback mutters and sits down on a bench.

I step out of the shadows and get his attention by saying "I guess you fumbled that particular pass."

He looks up, and takes in my short skirt, my white poofy top, and the black underbust corset.

"Good thing it was just first down.  Care to try again?"

He pulls me into his lap and begins to kiss me.  As our tongues war, I straddle him, and his hands come up under the short flippy skirt to discover that I'm not wearing any panties.   Shocked, he stops.  I stand before him and reach in to undo the hidden tie in the neckline of my shirt.  I loosen it, and the shirt, which had barely been clinging to my shoulders, slides down, baring my breasts.

Entranced he reaches out to fondle me, and as he fills his hands with my breasts, I undo the laces on his tight pants.

Freeing him, I sink to my knees and lavish attention on his cock, first with my tits, and then with my mouth.

It isn't long before he's so hard that he bends me over backless stone bench and drives into me.  With each thrust I feel his thick cock fill me, and the hard stone hold my hips in offering.  We manage to keep our moans soft, fucking out in the open where anyone could stumble across us.  He  angles his cock to pound my gspot until I can't help but scream my pleasure.  I hear him groan as he finishes a few seconds later.

He leans down to my ear and says "I completed that pass."

I hear him walk away as I turn over on the bench and lay there looking at the stars for a few moments, catching my breath.

Walking back towards the house, I straighten my costume.  As I pass a particularly large bush, I hear a voice say "thanks for the show." 

I smile a secret smile and only say "you're welcome."

I always did enjoy putting on a show for my husband.

Comments

[Musns]

YUM!

[RoriG]

Hehe, Happy Halloween! I love this time of year :-)

[Little Kitty Slave]

AWESOME story!