A Halloween story

Part 1 - Halloween

Last year I dressed up as a sexy nurse for Halloween. I was hoping to hear about a party. But no one called. Of course, last year no one could go out. So I wrote it off because of covid. The bars are mostly open now, and people are getting together again, so I was more optimistic about this year. 

I decided on a prom dress this year. I was so hoping one of my friends would come through and let me know where everyone was meeting. But, again, no one called. Is my crossdressing for Halloween weirding everyone out? I suppose that is a silly question.

I dressed up anyway. If for nothing else but for me. I prepared carefully. Make-up and a cute wig. I wore a long, tight purple prom dress my sister used to wear. (Yes, I stole it from her. So sue me!)

Underneath are thigh-high tan stockings, a sexy little purple girdle with garters, and a matching B cup push-up bra. I was ready for anything!

If the truth be known, I don't just dress up on Halloween. I've been wearing my sister's and mom's underwear and clothes for years. They make me feel good. I won't apologize for it. I just don't want everyone to judge me for it. So I feel like Halloween is a great time for me to let it out a little.

Well, my friends are mostly married or have steady girlfriends now. So, I guess it's no surprise they've left me behind. They probably think I've not grown up, or I'm just too weird for them now.

 I spend the rest of the night posing for selfies and rubbing my cock. Why does dressing like this always get me so fucking horny? Who knows? But I love it!

It's almost midnight. So time to call it a night. But then I hear a clammer outside. Then knocking. A drunken couple of guys are at my door. This is Jay and Jeff. Two old high school buddies. I decided to give them some shit for leaving me here and not even calling. But they have ideas of their own.

"Hey, Billy Boy! How ya doin? Trick or Treat, motherfucker! Haha! We wanted to see your costume this year! Haha!"

I guess I shouldn't be too hard on them. They are pretty drunk. And where are their girlfriends? I step back and lift my arms, turn my head to the side, posing in my sexy prom dress for their inspection. 

I don't hear a response? I look back at them. They are hanging on each other, staring at me. Jeff's mouth had dropped open. 

"What the fuck, Bill? Is this how you dress every Halloween?"

"I do try to be a pretty as possible. Why? Do you have a problem with it?"

"Oh No! I don't. Well, I don't get why you want to dress like a slut. But you do look pretty good!"

Jay interrupts his drunken friend. 

"We were just at a party we know you'll like. Well, I'm pretty sure you'll like it. We thought of you when we saw who was there."

I'm tired. I just want to go to bed.

Jay continues: "The place was full of guys and girls. They were all kissing and getting it on. But the girls were guys too! All dressed up like you are tonight! So, we thought of you! You should be here too!"

"Do I know anyone there? Where is this weird party?" 

"Oh, It's ok. We know the guy whose house it is. It's just back there. We will take you there. We have to go!" 

"I'm not letting you two drive. I'll drive. Then we can leave if and when I want to. OK?"

I was starting to get excited now. This might be fun!

"Ok! Ok! Can we use your bathroom?"

Part 2 - The Party

The living room was empty except for a couple of guys playing video games in the corner.  The party was over. I'm so fucking disappointed. The guys could tell. Jeff ran to the kitchen and brought us all back a beer. 

"Well, at least we can hang out and have a beer. Let's sit down and catch up on what's going on."

I wasn't in the party mood anymore. But I sat on the couch anyway. Jeff sat on one side of me, and jay on the other. And it was on.

Jeff rolled toward me, took my head in his hands, and kissed me right on the mouth. I tried to push him off but he was drunk and heavy. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and didn't stop. Jay had his hands up under my dress, grabbing at my stockings and garters. I gasped for a breath when he slid his hand all the way up my thigh and grabbed my dick and balls tucked up inside my lace panties. Jeff started kissing me even harder, groping under the top of my dress, feeling up the pretty bra I was wearing. 

I was embarrassed and confused. These guys are way out of line. What the fuck are they thinking? But, part of me was enjoying being molested by two handsome, but drunk, young men. Jay leaned in and whispered to me:

"I'm going to get under your dress and suck your cock."

Jeff was still kissing me, so I couldn't reply. I just looked at him out of the corner of my surprised, wide-open eyes. And down he went.

Jeff stopped kissing me. He looked me in the eyes and said:

"I'm going to get up here. And you're going to suck my cock."

My hardon was already in Jay's mouth. He was working it pretty well. I just looked back at Jeff and nodded.

He climbed over and above me. His pants were already off. His cock was poking me in my face. He took it in his hand and pointed it at my mouth. My lips were pressed together. Suddenly I felt my dick hit the back of Jay's throat. I almost came right then. I let out a little squeal. My mouth opened and it slipped in. 

"Be a good girl and suck it like a whore."

When I heard those words, I lost all sense of where I was. I only knew I was a pretty girl in a sexy dress and naughty underwear. And, best of all, I had the attention of two horny men. They wanted me. That's all I was thinking about. I took his cock and sucked it like a pro. Or at least I think I did. What I do know was I was coming in Jay's mouth when Jeff blew his load down my throat. 

Part 3 - The afterparty

I'd driven Jeff's car there. But the house was just a few blocks away from mine. I decided to just walk home. It was two in the morning. Dark and a little chilly. But I took my chances. 

The flats I was wearing were ok to walk in. But I felt pretty silly in a dress. I thought "it's just a couple more blocks." 

A car drives by. Then stops. Now he's pulling over to the curb. "Fuck!"

A big black guy rolls down the window. I'm really nervous.

"Hey! Hello! Didn't I just see you back there at Brian's house? I'm Jake. You know? Like Jake from Stae Farm? Haha! Hey, do you need a ride?"

"Oh! Oh sure." I didn't remember him. "I'm just getting home. It's too late for me. Thanks, but I'm just around the corner."

"Ok, but I'd really like to see you sometime. You're so fucking pretty. You know? All dressed up like this and all. Let me give you my number. Ok?"

I opened my phone and leaned on the side of his door. He is a studly looking athlete of some kind. He is looking at me like I'm a juicy RibEye steak. His pants are half unzipped. There is a big bulge in there. It looks like his cock is about to spring out any second.

"Are you sure I can't drive you home?"

He tells me his number while I'm in the car. A short drive and we are there. He wants a little kiss 'goodnight'. He takes my arm and pulls me over the center console. He puts a hand on the top of my head. My hands fall into his lap as I try to push back.

"I've got a big surprise for you, baby. You can make me a happy man right now. I know you want it."

His hand feels good wrapped around my arm, holding me firmly. I like him pressing down on the back of my head. His stern voice touches a nerve with me. I liked it. I finished unzipping his jeans and dug into them looking for his big black snake. What the fuck?

It is a big one. Not the huge monster cock I've seen in porn stuff. But definitely bigger than Jeff's was. It tasted good, too. Maybe because I just had one? But I liked it. His hands were all over me. It was hard to concentrate with him grabbing my ass and rubbing my bare shoulders. 

He took my head with both hands, pulling it in close just before he blew up. I choked and tried my best to take some of it. There was a lot of cum. He kept pushing. He wanted to finish in my throat. I gaged and choked, but took it. I'd practiced with Jeff just an hour earlier. He let go of my head and laid back on the car seat. Smiling.

"Thank you, baby!"

I was a wrinkled, wet, worn-out mess. I surprised myself by double-checking his phone number before I left. I stumbled up the walk to my door. What a night! I hope I don't have to wait another year before I do it all over again!

Billy