Halloween Story

By Katie McN  <katie@katie-mcn.com>

(c) Copyright 2002, Katie McN


"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 
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 


PS: There is a picture of Mallory wearing her costume on 
the main page of my website - www.katie-mcn.com


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By Katie McN  <katie@katie-mcn.com>


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