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Halloween Story
By Katie McN (katie@katiemcn.com)
***
Fun and guilty games at a Halloween party. (FF)
***
"I can't believe you're going to wear that costume,
Mallory."
It was time for our annual Halloween party and I
couldn't wait. We took turns buying the costumes and
that year it was up to Mallory to decide what we were
going to wear. She wouldn't tell me a thing and part of
the game is for me to beg and plead for just one little
clue.
All week long I'd promised her interesting sexual
favors and anything else I could think of, but of
course she never said a word. Well almost nothing.
There was one clue, and when she had me so frustrated
I'd fall for anything, she got very solemn and said
she'd give me a hint.
"Okay, Mary Kay, I'll give you one and only one clue."
"Thank you, thank you, Mallory. What is it?" I was so
excited. She was going to relent and now I'd find out
what I'd wear on Halloween.
"It doesn't have an 'X' in it."
Of course not. Hardly any word in the English language
has an 'X' in it and I pretended outrage as she laughed
her ass off. Wait till next year.
***
Picture this.
A beautiful nun dressed head to foot in black stood
before me like a sainted vision. I could just barely
see her angelic face peeking out from the very modest
uniform. But, when she turned around, everything
changed.
The costume was completely transparent from her neck
all the way down to the hem. The costume framed her
creamy white skin and slender body like a picture of
decadence against an inky sea of black material. She
wasn't wearing a bra and the loose uniform pretended it
might just move in some special way to show me both
exquisite breasts. Her garter belt and matching thong
were sexy highlights on her perfectly shaped ass. The
black seamed stockings and very high heels shaped and
formed her legs with a message that suggested she might
be available for a little excitement.
Mallory turned back and laughed when she saw the look
on my face. "I've had a fantasy about what the nuns
wore under their uniforms ever since I was in high
school, baby, and I've decided it must be something
like this. Don't you agree?"
"If the nuns looked as good under their uniforms as you
do, Mallory, I think I'd still be back in school. Uh,
do you happen to have a few minutes to spare, little
girl?" She laughed at me again and finally brought out
The Package. Now I'd find out what my costume was going
to be.
When I saw what she picked out, I knew she made a
fabulous choice.
She handed me a pleated skirt in the same pattern worn
at the Catholic Girls' School I attended back in Del
Rio, Texas, years ago. It looked quite authentic, but
so short it barely covered my butt. The white silk
blouse was loose enough to guarantee my tits would
bounce and jiggle with every step I took and sheer
enough to show the shape of my breasts and their rosy
highlights to anyone who wanted to look. I was already
imagining how the smooth texture of the silk would
caress my nipples and keep them at attention for a
whole evening of fun.
I don't know who she had embroider the school emblem on
my blouse, but it looked just like the one I wore in
school except for the part where my tit would be
bouncing around underneath it for all the world to see.
Tennies and white stay up stockings rounded out the
costume. How wonderfully delicious. I'd be dressed up
like a child molester's sex fantasy and if I was lucky,
maybe the cute little nun would take advantage of me
later.
"Do I have to wear this G string? I'm going to show my
butt to everyone whenever I take a step. I can't do it,
Mallory."
"Of course you can. It's the rules, baby, and next year
it's your turn to pick out the costumes, but for now,
you have to live with it."
Part of the fun is pretending the costume is too
risque. I really wasn't a bit upset about letting the
other women see my boobs bouncing around inside the
school uniform blouse, or how cute my butt looked
peeking out from under the tiny little pleated skirt.
It was kind of sexy, but I had to tell Mallory it was
too hot to wear cause it was part of our game. We both
knew I'd wear the outfit, and love every minute of it.
***
I watched as Mallory opened the front door and there
was a repeat of what happened several times before.
The women saw Mallory's costume and thought something
like "a little more conservative this year" until she
turned around. Next came a shriek followed by "I can't
believe it!" and then the guests walked behind her for
awhile until they were convinced it was true.
Cathy always brought her camera to our parties. She
took a lot of pictures of the nun costume and I was
sure Mallory would be featured in the party scrapbook.
Cathy doesn't miss much and seems to record every silly
little thing on film so we can see what fools we made
of ourselves.
Everyone loves it, of course.
The most fabulous costume of all was the bridal gown
Julie wore. Markie was dressed up as the groom and the
two women made a spectacular entrance. They painted a
picture of something many couples truly want, but know
they probably will never have.
Black and orange crepe paper decorated every part of
our home. Witches, bats, ghosts, goblins, cauldrons and
all the scary things that say Halloween changed our
Hillcrest Estate into Frankenstein's castle for one
wonderful night. One wonderful night where 20 women
also decorated the house with a sense of fun and
excitement. A sense of being free and getting to do
whatever they wanted for at least a few hours.
And the costumes were wonderful.
Billie was a perfect stereotype. She looked so butch
wearing slicked back hair, black denims, motorcycle
boots and a black tee shirt with a pack of cigs rolled
up in one sleeve. Rhonda was a dominatrix all leather
and metal, standing there in heels so high she would
break her ankles if she fell over. Her tiny cat o' nine
tails hardly looked ominous and only threatened to
please every one standing around her.
Belly dancers, hookers, tarts, and everything you would
hope your friends would think to do and surprises you'd
never guess in a million years.
Sometimes people take advantage of a situation and do
things they'll be sorry for later.
***
I happened across the groom and a French maid in our
spare bedroom trying to discover all the secrets hidden
under their Halloween costumes. I found out the groom
was wearing silk boxers, or at least she was for
awhile. I learned it took no effort at all to push down
the top of a French maid costume and when you did, her
two tits seemed to say it might be time for some
kissing and loving. I found out more than I wanted to
know and eased the door closed and hoped no one else
would happen upon the two lovers taking their chances
and not caring who found out.
We always play games.
Spin the bottle is a favorite that usually gets
everyone warmed up. When it's just girls, you know
there will be showing off and taking chances.
The game that year soon evolved into who could do the
most dramatic and sexy kiss.
Everyone got into it, and sometimes a partner seemed a
tiny bit upset until it was her turn and then she went
and outdid her special other to the cheers and catcalls
coming from the rest of us.
Bobbing for apples is fun, too. Particularly when the
girl has a butt as cute as what Suzi was sticking up in
the air that night. She tried to bite into one of the
apples floating in the wash tub without using her
hands. She couldn't get the hang of it and somehow
managed to turn a children's game into a Rated R wet
tee shirt contest.
We always play Tell Me a Story at the Halloween party.
Different girls tell stories designed to get the other
people going. Jeannie told one about boarding school
where she was very bad and had to go to the Head
Mistress's office. The Head Mistress gave her a choice.
She could take her punishment or be expelled and have
to explain to her parents what happened. Of course she
took the punishment.
Jeannie climbed up on top of a desk and stood at the
rigid position of attention.
When a teacher mentioned an item of clothing, she
removed it slowly and provocatively while the women
sitting in the office looked on with great interest and
lust. It took forever for her to strip off, but finally
she was nude and wondered what would happen next.
We all knew.
All of us were getting horny just listening to the
story and could imagine how wet it was between the legs
of all those teachers. Sure enough she had to go down
on each one while the other teachers fondled and probed
her young girl's body making it difficult for Jeannie to
maintain concentration.
But, the best story of all was the one Marcy told. She
said Jeannie reminded her of something that happened
when she first started boarding school.
One night she was told to go to the dorm dayroom where
the rest of the girls were already gathered. They said
it was time for her dorm initiation and she better
follow orders or else she'd suffer the consequences.
An older girl told Marcy to take off all her clothes
and let everyone see what she was really like. Marcy
pretended to be shy at first, but really liked the idea
of exhibiting herself in front of the other girls. When
she removed her blouse, the older girl seemed surprised
to find she wasn't wearing a bra and made a big fuss
about how cute her boobs were. She also took advantage
of the situation and touched and squeezed those firm
round globes while Marcy stood there not knowing what
to do.
She started to take her pants off next, and knew she
would be in for more of the same when the girls found
out she wasn't wearing any panties. Sure enough, she
was fondled and admired by a couple of girls while the
rest of them looked on and laughed.
They made her spread her legs and masturbate. She
couldn't fake it either or else they'd make her do it
again, but this time she'd have to do it in the chapel.
The whole thing was such a turn on that Marcy came with
one of the most powerful orgasms she ever had. She
tried not to holler out and moan, but she couldn't help
herself.
The other girls all got turned on watching her cum with
a vengeance.
Finally, all of them surrounded her and did everything
they could think of to turn her on. There were hands on
her tits and ass. Fingers in her pussy and asshole.
Lips on her mouth and nipples. Everything touching
everything else. She never had a girl go down on her
before and found the experience new and different.
Marcy liked it and decided to remember the red headed
girl who knew how to treat her so well.
We always award prizes and supposedly everyone gets a
say in who wins. I let everyone vote, but sometimes
give a prize to the person I want to see win even if
she didn't come out on top. A prize always goes to the
person who humiliated herself the most. The girl who
won it that year came as a toilet with a Tootsie Roll
floating around in her water bowl.
The bride won as the best costume which didn't surprise
anyone. I always cheat on the sexiest costume and try
to give the award to a girl who is shy and wearing a
real modest get up just because I want her to have to
deal with the prize. It was Little Bo Peep who turned
red when she opened the 12 inch dildo, and it got worse
for her when someone turned it on and Bo found herself
holding something that sounded like a vibrating cement
mixer.
Everyone laughed as she stood there looking at the
noisy thing, not knowing what she should do next.
Every year at least one of the girls decides to do a
striptease after having a few too many. I couldn't
believe Mindy had the urge to see how it felt to have
people watch her take it all off. She's usually uptight
and kind of a wallflower type, but I guess everyone
gets her fifteen minutes.
No one noticed her until she had the top of her
princess costume pulled down showing off her strapless
push up bra. Then everyone noticed since the girl had
some really nice looking tits and her bra put them on
display like two big ole diamonds in a treasure trove.
She was a bit tipsy so the strip show was a combination
of trying to be sexy and trying to stand up.
She finally got the dress off and revealed the old
fashioned petticoats she was wearing underneath.
Drinking and stripping off clothes can be a problem and
sure enough she was having a heck of a time getting
those petticoats off. I thought she might fall down at
first, but she finally managed somehow. The white
garter belt, white panties and white stockings tried to
say she was an innocent, but whispered to me she could
be real hot given half a chance.
She had a problem deciding what came off next. She
started on the bra and then changed her mind and went
for the panties. She finally took off the garter belt
instead and it wasn't easy for her to do because she
got a bit confused when she tried to undo the garters,
but she finally got the job done.
When her bra did come off, there was a loud round of
applause and catcalls from the rest of the girls. We
could see that Mindy was really turned on and quite
pleased with herself. I guess the girl couldn't wait to
know how it felt to be nude in front of a bunch of
people and she quickly stripped off her tiny white
panties much to the delight of everyone in the room.
She looked real cute and kind of sexy standing there in
her heels, stocking and princess crown. I could tell
that a lot of the women were thinking how interesting
it might be to entertain royalty.
Now some of the girls like to play tricks.
A girl was there to take each item as Mindy removed her
clothes one piece at a time. It got passed to another
girl and then the next one and eventually disappeared
into some hiding place. No one was going to tell Mindy
where her clothes ended up and she spent the rest of
the night wearing nothing but her stockings and heels
trying to find her stuff. Some of the girls made sure
she stayed high while they plied her with rude
commentary and a little good natured molestation.
I remember when Ricki passed out. I think she must of
been drinking and doing pills at the same time. Never a
good combination and it sure put her under. A couple of
the other girls took off her clothes and kind of spread
her out on the couch for all to see. It was fun
watching the reaction of someone who happened by and
noticed her for the first time. There was a little
shock at first, then some laughter and never a thought
to cover her up.
Cathy took a lot more pictures for the scrap book and I
bet Mindy and Ricki were pretty surprised the first
time they looked at it.
***
We heard a scream.
When we got to the spare bedroom we found the bride
passed out on the bed. Her face had lost its color and
her beautiful dress was covered in vomit. We were lucky
Vera was there. Everyone thought Julie just drank too
much, but Vera knew the symptoms and told us she
probably overdosed on some downers. She asked someone
to call 911 and then got back to treating Julie. Vera
went from a girl in a slutty debutante costume to
efficient doctor in the blink of an eye.
She cleared Julie's mouth and took her vitals. I
would've had a real problem performing mouth to mouth
on Julie after what I saw, but Vera got on with it and
it didn't take long until she had the girl breathing
almost normally again.
The paramedics arrived and Vera briefed them on what
she'd done. The two men put Julie on the gurney and
rushed her out to the ambulance. Vera and Markie rode
with Julie and I followed in my car as we made the 15
minute drive over to the Val Verde Med Center Emergency
Room.
Markie and I stayed in the emergency waiting area while
the rest of the folks rushed Julie into one of the
empty rooms.
"Markie, did she catch you?"
"What do you mean?"
"I saw you with the French Maid and kind of wonder if
Julie might have seen you, too."
"Shit, I thought she peeked in, but when she left
without saying anything, I figured she didn't mind all
that much. She's never had a problem with this before."
I hardly knew what to think when I heard that and
decided to sit down on the bench and wait. I finally
realized my short skirt and transparent blouse were
causing a commotion there in the waiting room and I
figured I better maintain a low profile.
Vera came out of Emergency with a smile on her face.
"She's going to be all right. I think she needs to stay
in the hospital tonight and maybe tomorrow. After that,
she can go home as long as she promises me she'll see a
therapist."
We talked some more about stomach pumping, medication,
mental illness and all the stuff doctors think about
when they face a problem like this. Markie and I kept
quiet about why Julie decided to make her statement. I
hoped Julie would really see a therapist this time, but
somehow knew she'd just keep on letting Markie abuse
her until who knows what might happen in the end.
***
Halloween was a lot different the next year. We had
another Halloween party, of course, but we didn't
invite Julie and Markie. Even so, a shadow was cast
over the holiday and things never were quite as happy
again.
The End
Katie McN <katie@katiemcn.com> If you have time, why
not drop me a line and let me know what you think of
my story.
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