An Honest Halloween Mistake? Pt. 01

Every year we, along with our friends rotate who is going to host the yearly Halloween party. This year it was our turn. And we spent the better part of the past week, cleaning the house, from the bottom to the top. It's not that we're slobs or anything, but dust and grime seems to just collect everywhere!

A week before the party, we also went out and purchased our new Halloween costumes. I picked up a Zorro costume, complete with a black mask, black and gold hat, black cape, and a loose, black shirt and pants. The material was pretty cheap but it was only for one night, right?

Carolyn grabbed a new costume, too. It had the mask from the Scream movie, a short, black, body-hugging dress... fishnet stockings... rubber knife... hood... and a fake, blond wig. The way it hugged her figure made me rather horny! I could imagine flipping up that dress for a little quick fun.

Yeah... that was me. I was always looking for that quick bit of fun. I had the libido of an eighteen year old boy.

On the day of the party, about thirty minutes before all our friends and neighbors were to arrive, we donned our costumes and waited in the living room. My wife had found some scary music to play in the background and with the dim lighting and random decorations, I thought we did a pretty good job.

I grabbed Carolyn from behind and held her tightly, feeling her ass grind back against me. My hands grabbed her lovely C-cup breasts and squeezed. She moaned appreciatively and pushed her hips even harder into my groin. I didn't take long for my erection to build and in these thin pants, it was showing badly.

"Let's go to the bedroom," I begged, breathing heavily. "I want you." I started walking backwards towards the stairs, pulling her with me, nodding yes even as she shook her head no. She protested and stopped us.

"We don't have time," Carolyn whined. "Everybody's going to be here any minute now. Just... just go into the kitchen and make the punch."

"You didn't make it?" I asked, surprised. She usually did everything.

"No! I know you want to spike it and I didn't know how much alcohol you wanted to add." I let go and she turned around, pretending to stab me with her rubber knife. "Uh, uh, uh," she said with each stab. "Now go!"

"I'm going. I'm going," I said and walked into the kitchen. "But I am definitely going to have that pussy before this party is through."

She giggled and lifted the front of her dress, showing me that she wasn't wearing any panties. "Promises, promises," she laughed.

I shook my head. The image of her bare, beautiful pussy drove me crazy again. I was going to grab her and ravage her right then and there, but the doorbell rang. This was why we were so good together. I had the libido of an eighteen year old and she had the naughtiness of a porn star.

"Go!" she ordered, shewing me.

"Ok, ok!" I went into the kitchen and grabbed the gallon jug of punch out of the refrigerator. Carolyn had left the punch bowl on the counter for me, so all I had to really do was fill it.

I poured in the punch, added sherbet, and then added the alcohol... a lot of it. I sampled it and absolutely loved it. I just knew it was going to be the perfect addition to the party.

I wrapped my arms around the punch bowl and carried it out into the dining room, where she had left a spot for it, complete with glasses stacked around it. I was amazed when I came out. In the short span of time that I was in the kitchen, almost all of the guests had arrived. Of course, in costume, I didn't recognize them until they spoke, but I could tell just by the number of people filling the house that almost everyone was there.

I moved through the room, talking to one friend or another, finding out who was who. At one point, I sat down on the end of the couch and found it was a group of Carolyn's work friends. She came over and joined us after a minute or two and stood beside the couch.

Seeing an opportunity... and seeing how horny I was... I let my hand drop off the arm of the couch and idly touched her leg and fishnet stockings. As normal, she expected me to do things like this and didn't even flinch. Then I slowly moved higher, my fingertips gently caressing her skin, moving to the smooth, soft flesh of her inner thigh even, above the stockings.

She widened her stance slightly and I could hear a little hitch in her voice as she talked to her friends. I edged closer to her pussy and could feel her wetness there. Emboldened, I slid a finger just inside her folds. She put her hand on the arm of the couch to steady herself as she slightly trembled.

Suddenly, she heard someone say something about some of the food running low and off she ran, leaving me with a wet finger that I quickly sucked on.

I continued talking to people and after a few minutes realized my glass was empty, so I made my way back over to the punch bowl. After I refilled my glass, while my back was still to the rest of the party, Carolyn came up beside me and immediately grabbed my crotch. With my cape, no one could see what she was doing, only that she was standing at my side, facing me.

Her hand stroked my cock, pressing into it so wonderfully. "So Zorro... when am I going to get to feel your sword?" she said, giggling only slightly. Her stroking hand told me that it was less of a joke and more of an invitation.

"Ah, fuck," I moaned softly. Her hand felt really good and I was getting really hard.

"The party's winding down a little," she whispered. "I'll be ready in a few minutes. Come find me, take me upstairs, and fuck me."

And with that, she was gone... leaving me with a hardon that was going to be very difficult to hide.

I pulled my cape around me a bit and then slipped into the living room to sit on the couch again. There were a few people talking and I inserted myself into their conversation. It ended up being the few people we invited from our neighborhood.

I got into a deeper conversation with my neighbor, David. We'd invited he and his wife Rachel over since we were close.

"How's the car going?" I asked. David was a car buff that spent hours and hours fixing up an antique pickup truck that was in his garage. He looked a bit comical dressed up as a dinosaur, sitting on the couch, with a beer in his hand.

"It's good," he said. "Still a lot of work to do though."

"What's left?"

"What isn't left?" He started to think, then ticked off items one by one on his fingers. "Brakes, tires, head and tail light... a new battery... probably a new starter... all the hoses are shot..."

My mind started drifting off as I watched the crowd in front of me. Details like that were not what I was looking for.

"Where's your better half?" I finally asked when he seemed to complete his list.

"I don't know," he said. "She said she was going to find Carolyn."

I nodded and scanned the crowd. I finally saw my wife across the room, talking to some other guests. The party had been going for a little more than two hours and my punch bowl was almost empty, so I knew things were humming along nicely.

I excused myself and made my way across the room to get to my wife. She was alone when I finally reached her, starting to head back into the crowd to talk to someone else. I grabbed her hips from behind and pulled her back against me.

"You know that whole Scream mask thing makes you mysterious... makes you a stranger," I said my voice deep and full of desire for her. "I bet all these eyes on you make you feel like a dirty exhibitionist dressed so sexy like that. I bet your pussy is drenched. I think it's time we left to have some fun. And then after the party I'll devote the rest of the night making you cum over and over again."

Carolyn giggled and started to turn around and talk, but I stopped her.

"No, no, no... don't talk," I said, figuring she was going to delay me again. "I don't want you to kill a fantasy and I need you. Now. I want my hands all over you." I brought my hands up and grabbed her breasts through her costume, squeezing and lifting them. I don't know if it was me drinking too much liquor or if she was more excited, but her breasts felt especially wonderful right now.

"Come on. Let's sneak away and go upstairs." I grabbed her hand and pulled her around the crowd, trying not to draw attention to ourselves as I walked her up the front stairs, down the hall, and pulled her into our bedroom.

I closed the door behind me and walked toward her again as she stood in the middle of the room, facing me. I fished my hand underneath her short dress and lightly caressed her pussy as I stood in front of her, my hand on her back holding her in place.

"Mmmm... yes," she whispered, trying not to be too loud for fear of being caught. Her hand rest lightly on my shoulder, almost encouraging me to continue.

"Oooh, you're so wet," I moaned, sliding two fingers inside her wetness and starting to fingerfuck her. "I haven't seen your pussy this wet in years. I knew you'd like this idea."

My cock had grown in my thin Zorro pants and, frankly, I was a little nervous that it was going to rip through them.

"Pull my cock out," I told her. I needed her touch so badly. She reached down and, at first, almost tentatively palmed my cock, letting the heel stroke me a little. Then she wrapped her fingers around it as best she could and stroked it. Finally, she opened my pants and helped me push them down.

"You've got me so hard," I groaned. "Feel it."

She seemed kind of hesitant at first and just looked down as my throbbing shaft. It was surprising, given how wet she was, but sexy as hell as she teased me. But soon, she grabbed it and started stroking it.

"It's been a while since you've been this shy," I laughed softly. She stroked me, faster, almost as if she was trying to make me cum fast. But it felt like the perfect stroke.

"I love the way you're touching me," I moaned. "Fuck that feels so good."

I let her continue for a moment, but then had an idea. "Here... kneel down. I want to try something."

It was a little awkward for her to get down on her knees with her costume and mask on, but I helped and she finally managed it. She'd bumped her head against my hip and her mask and wig almost came off, but she adjusted and fixed it.

"What if I..." I grabbed my shaft and slowly fed it through the mouth of the plastic Scream mask, trying to locate her lips. She seemed to hold them closed at first, denying me. She was a bit tentative, like she got when she didn't want me to mess up her makeup. I pushed inside more, pushing my cock against her face and lips.

"Come on... you know you want it," I laughed.

Then she gave in. I felt her slide my cock into her hot mouth and start sucking on it. She reached up, held the shaft and started licking it before slowly bobbing her head on it so that I was fucking her face. It was so weird to go through the mask like that and made me laugh. Unfortunately, it was so weird I was starting to even lose my erection because of it.

"Ok, ok," I said finally. "This isn't working as I had planned." I started to pull back, but she grabbed my ass, and pushed my cock even further into her mouth.

But I seriously needed something else. I pulled out of her mouth and reached down to pick her up. Turning her around, I pushed her towards the bed and pushed on her shoulders to bend her over. I flipped her dress up to expose her ass.

I was a bit surprised to see that she was wearing underwear now... a black thong. I figured she must've felt a little too naked and decided to put on a pair while I was in the kitchen. I grabbed the waistband and pulled them down her legs, letting her step out of them.

Then, with my right foot, I pushed her right foot, pushing her legs farther apart. I grabbed her hips and could feel her trembling as I lined my cock up with her pussy, just like she always enjoyed. This was her favorite position.

I pushed my hips forward, sinking in several inches and could hear her gasp below me. It was hard to hear much from her, through the mask, but I liked what I was hearing. With every thrust she squealed a little, giving me a wonderful song.

"Oh fuck," she hissed as I slid in all the way. Her body was trembling, stretching open for me. She seemed so much tighter than she ever had. But I was liking it.

"Oh, yeah," I moaned as I thrust a little faster.

"Shit!" she hissed again, whimpering breathlessly. "God damn!"

I was enjoying her pussy and thrust even harder. God, she was such a good fuck tonight. It really was different fucking with costumes on.

Then, I wanted something different again and pulled out. She suddenly dropped to the ground and slid my cock into the mouth of the mask again, taking my cock in her greedy mouth again. She was enjoying it, enjoying the taste, by the sounds of it.

She was panting and moaning, enjoying me more than she ever had before.

I grabbed her mask and wig and pulled them up and off, letting my cock slide free of it as I looked up, enjoying last lick of her tongue. Then I felt Carolyn grab my cock and shove it deep into her mouth again, moaning like it was the best thing she'd ever had. God, she was suddenly insatiable!

When I looked back down I realized why.

It wasn't Carolyn!

"Rachel?" I said in shock recognizing my neighbor, even with my cock deep in her mouth, her lips stretched wide around it. She pulled off, but kept stroking me, her hand slowly working up and down the length of my now-wet shaft.

"I tried telling you, but you wouldn't listen," she said, obviously begging for my forgiveness. And obviously still wanting my cock.

"Oh my God, if David found out about this." I'd known David and Rachel a long time. This would destroy my relationship with them both. And having this kind of bad blood with your next door neighbor would be devastating.

"He'd kill me, too," she admitted softly and let go of my cock.

"Ok, look, we're not going to tell him. Ok?" I suggested, taking a step back. "It was completely innocent anyway. I thought... look, I thought you were my wife."

"Was it innocent?" she asked, surprising me a little.

"I mean, wasn't it? Are you implying that I wanted to fuck you?"

She looked at me, looking almost hopeful or expectant that I did. "I've seen how you look at me James. Isn't this what you wanted? I mean, I knew who you were the moment you spoke to me. And... I followed you. I... at least... wanted this. I needed this. Are you sure you didn't know it was me?"

I thought about it a second. She was hot. Extremely hot as a matter of fact. And I had to admit that I did fantasize about her all the time. She had an incredible pair of D-cup breasts that I couldn't stop thinking about! But... this felt like I was crossing a line and well... I wasn't sure I wanted anyone to know just how much I wanted her. I had a feeling Carolyn would be upset with that fact.

But... she was right. Even knowing it was me, she did follow me and did give me a blowjob. She didn't stop me at any point.

Did I know it was her? Well... there were signs. If I thought about it enough, I should have realized at the least that it wasn't Carolyn. Maybe... maybe deep down, I wanted it to be Rachel.

"No, really, we can't," I said weakly, lightly shaking my head, my hand automatically going to my cock and stroking it. It felt really good when it was in her mouth and I needed that feeling to continue. "It's... it's not a good idea... and there's Carolyn, too." My denial of her was extremely weak. I knew it... and she knew it.

She shook her head in agreement, although her face wasn't really in agreement. She stared at my cock and stroking hand, almost drooling. "You're right. It's completely... out of line." She reached out and touched the head of my cock with her fingertip, lightly stroking it.

"But you know you... you... you did something for me already," I said, finding a little loop-hole. "It would be wrong if I didn't..."

"If you didn't do something for me back," she nodded, interrupting me. She stepped forward and wrapped her fingers around my shaft, taking over stroking it. "That's right. It's about... about being fair. I should... you know... get something, too."

She stood and suddenly fell into my arms, kissing me. It was soft and simple at first and she pulled back a little to look in my eyes. She was judging whether we both really wanted this or not. And suddenly dove in for a far more passionate kiss. She pressed her body into mine, writhing against me, grinding her crotch into me as if her pussy was looking for my cock. She moaned into her kisses, showing me just how excited she was.

I grabbed her throat with one hand as I continued kissing her, showing her I was in control of this, not her.

"Ummmm," she hummed into my kiss, practically melting into my arms.

I pulled back a second. "Look, I don't do things half-way," I said. "I'm not just going to pay you back. If we do this... we do it right. My way."

Her eyes were big as she looked at me, full of hope and desire. She nodded quickly.

I fisted the hair on the back of her head and pulled her into another searing kiss. Then I pulled back and reached down, grabbed the bottom of her dress with both hands and pulled it up. She helped by lifting her arms. I gathered it at her shoulders, just bringing it over her breasts, and then abandoned her dress to grab her tits.

God, they were gorgeous! Her D-cups were definitely more than a handful and I squeezed and lifting them, sliding my fingers to her nipples and rolling them, teasing them and making them extremely hard.

As she writhed, I stopped to pull the dress all the way off her arms and tossed it aside, then spun her around to face away from me. I held her in place with one hand as I reached down with the other and grabbed and squeezed one ass cheek, then the other. Even her ass was perfect!

I slapped her ass cheek, making her moan and cry out.

"Ah! Oh my..." she squealed in surprise. She was breathing hard as my hand smacked one cheek and then the other, getting them both nice and pink.

Letting her go a second, I walked over to the drawers and opened one. I quickly found what I was looking for and slid the long, narrow swatch of red silk from it and walked back over to her.

"Uh... what's... what's that for?" she asked, sounding a little scared.

I spun her around and put it over her eyes, tying it behind her head. "For you... to feel."

"Oh," she panted. "I've never..."

I reached my hands around and cupped and squeezed her breasts again from behind. Damn, I was going to have a hard time leaving them alone. They really were magnificent! I rolled her nipples between my fingers and they grew hard and long as she mewled in front of me.

I slid one hand down between her legs and slid my fingers along her wet labia. Her pussy was so swollen and needy.

"Oh my God," she panted excitedly. "Oh fuck."

"Mmm," I moaned into her ear. "You like my hands all over your body?"

"Yeah," she moaned quickly.

My hands slid over her skin... feeling, squeezing, and probing every part of her breasts, abs, pussy, and ass. Her skin was soft and I could feel the muscles beneath. She definitely worked out a lot and was in really good shape.

My mouth was still by her ear, letting her hear my breathing, which seemed to make her shiver. "You want me to really have my way with you?"

"Yes," she hissed quickly, nodding.

I pushed her towards the bed, bent her over it, then sat on the edge myself. I slapped one ass cheek, then the other, continuing to make her ass red and warm.

"Ah! Ah!" she squealed and moaned with each strike. "Oh fuck!" That was the signal I was looking for... the one I expected... the one that told me she was getting turned on by this.

"You like being treated like a bad girl?" I asked, my hand rubbing her ass.

"Yes!"

"Does it make your pussy wet when I do this to you?"

She hesitated a second as if wondering what would happen if she told the truth. "Yes!" she finally blurted out.

"I want to find out," I said. I slid my hand into the crack of her ass and slowly moved lower and lower. She trembled when my fingertips touched her sensitive asshole and kept trembling as they dipped lower into her wet hole.

I slid two fingers inside her and started fingering her, feeling her tremble, hearing her pant and moan.

"Yeah, you like that," I whispered.

"Oh, please... I love how you touch me!"

I continued fingering her with one hand while I spanked her ass with the other, giving her a mix of pleasure and pain.

"Mmhmm!" she moaned, writhing on the bed below me. "Oh! Oh God! Oh my God... oh my God... yes please!"

"You like my fingers inside you?" I started thrusting them harder, faster, twisting with every thrust, driving deep inside her, feeling every inch of her insides.

"Yes... very much!" she moaned loudly. "Oh! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I'm... I'm cuuuuuuuuming!"

Her pussy spasmed, soaking my hand up to my wrist as she came hard. It surprised me just how hard and fast it was. She was a little firecracker!

When her orgasm subsided enough, I pulled my fingers free and lifted my wet hand towards her face. "Here... taste your pussy."

She was hesitant at first, probably because she'd never tasted herself before. But I didn't give her much choice. I pushed my fingers against her lips and slid them into her mouth. She didn't fight me and when she found that it tasted good, she started licking and sucking her juices off them.

"Oh God," she panted when I finally removed them and sucked on them myself.

"You want to feel my big dick in your pussy again?" I asked.

"Yes!"

"Do you think you deserve my cock in your pussy?"

She nodded, looking so needy. "I want to be. I desperately need it."

"Yeah?" I asked, holding my cock in my hand, stroking it. She lay on the bed, face down, eyes covered with the red silk, licking her lips, ready for what was next. "Beg me."

"Please... can I have it?" she begged immediately. And it was sincere.

"Have what?" I teased.

"Please can I have your cock?" she pleaded. "I need it. I really need it so badly."

I stood and removed the rest of my costume. Then I slid my hand up her back, pushing her upper back to make sure she knew I wanted her face down on the bed. I grabbed the blindfold and slid it from her. She gasped, realizing this was going to happen again.

"Yes... you can have it," I growled. Her feet were still on the floor and her ass was so nicely exposed to me, the skin all a pretty pink. "Oh... get that beautiful ass up in the air."

I smacked her ass and she whimpered below me, rolling her hips side to side, trying to entice me. I grabbed one of her legs and put it up on the bed, spreading her legs wider apart.

"Oh... yeah," I said, sliding my hand over her inner thigh and pussy, feeling just how wet and needy she was. "You want it inside you?"

"Yes," she panted, turning her head back towards me, trying to let me see just how badly she needed me to fuck her. "Yes I want it inside me."

"Beg me for it," I told her again, fisting my cock and slapping it against her ass cheeks.

"I want it," she begged. "Please I want it. I want it inside me, deep in my pussy, so badly. I need it in my pussy so badly. Please! Please put it in my pussy. Please fuck me."

Her begging was music to my ears and I lined my cock up with her hole and pushed my hips forward, sinking it deep inside her.

She gave a little scream as my girth stretched her pussy wide. She didn't expect such a sudden shove.

"Oh! Oh God! Oh fuck yes, thank you. Oh God."

I started thrusting immediately, grabbing her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh. I pulled her back towards me with every thrust of my hips, slamming into her.

"Yes... God you have such a tight pussy," I growled.

As before, her pussy felt incredibly good and I thrust even faster. I was panting now, feeling every bit of pleasure from my cock roll through me, overwhelming me.

"Oh... oh yes... oh my God, yes!" she nearly screamed. She grabbed the bedspread in her hands, clinging to it as if it was her life vest. As if she'd lose her mind if she let go. "Oh my God, yes!"

I was slamming into her ass, now, our bodies slapping together with every hard thrust. Her body was shaking and half the time now, she was holding her breath as if the pleasure was stopping every other action in her body.

"Yes!" I growled, knowing just what was coming next. "Cum for me!"

"Oh! Oh fuck!" she finally exhaled, panting loudly, writhing on the bed below me. "God yes! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Her voice was deep, coming from deep inside her.

Her pussy clenched down on my cock, making it difficult to keep thrusting, but I did anyways. She was shaking so hard my thrusting was the only thing keeping her on the bed. Her pussy gushed over my cock, her juices running down my legs.

She was still panting loudly as she came down from her climax. I was sliding my cock slowly in and out of her pussy, letting her body relax a little, but making her still feel my cock.

"Oh my God you're so hard," she panted, sounding very surprise. I guessed David would have cum long before now and that my stamina was a delightful surprise. "And you're so fucking deep in my pussy."

"Uh huh," I growled. "Your pussy is so good. I'm going to keep fucking you until I cum."

She hit the bed with her fists, as the pleasure was getting to her again. "Yes... oh my God! More? God damn! I can't believe you still haven't cum!"

"Get used to it," I growled. "I fuck until I want to stop. Here... turn over." I pulled out and pushed her to the side, forcing her to flip over onto her back. I grabbed under her legs and moved until I was between them.

"Oh... oh," she moaned softly as I slapped my cock against her clit several times. Then I slid the head between her lips and pushed, sliding deep inside her once again.

She was hissing and moaning with every exhale as I fucked her. Holding onto her legs, I was able to thrust and pull her back into me again and again and again. Our bodies slapped together hard making her entire body shudder with each thrust.

"Oh... oh yeah," I hissed. "God, it's so sexy to see you grind on my cock with your big fucking titties flopping like that."

She smiled up at me, a little embarrassed, but she grabbed her tits in her hands and squeezed them, presenting them just for me. I reached down with one hand and pinched first one nipple, then the other, giving them a little tug. They were so hard and long.

"Oh fuck!" she grunted with every thrust now, losing herself again to the pleasure. "Oh God! Oh... oh... oh!" She writhed on the bed below me, her mouth open wide, her eyes half closed.

"Oh... yeah... yeah... yeah... fuck me," she grunted. God, the little squeals she was making was music to my ears.

"There you go. Take my cock. There you go."

"Oh my God! That feels so good!" she moaned. "That feels so good! I'm cumming again. I'm... cumming... againnnnn. Fuuuuuuck!" Her pussy gushed again, soaking my cock and balls and getting the bedspread wet. I hoped it would dry soon so that Carolyn didn't see it.

I held my hips still, my cock still buried deep inside her, letting her pussy milk my cock and then letting her body come down from her orgasm.

"You like being my little slut?" I growled, grabbing her throat in one hand and gently squeezing it.

"Yes... I'll do whatever it takes to get your cock," she hissed. "I'll do whatever it takes to get your cock. I'll do whatever it takes to get your cock. Oh my God."

Her body started writhing, her hips moving as if she couldn't wait for me to start fucking her again. God, she was more of a slut than I thought.

"Fuck!" I growled again and started to slowly fuck her once more. "Your pussy is so sloppy wet now."

She was still holding her tits, squeezing and tugging on them, rolling her nipples between her fingers and tugging on them like I did. She seemed desperate to do whatever pleased me.

"Are you gonna fill me up?" she asked, almost moaning. Then she started chanting while she moaned, my hips moving faster, driving my cock in and out again. "Please fill me up. Please fill me up. Fill my little pussy. Fill my little pussy."

"You like my big cock?"

"Yes... I love it... I love it," she moaned. Her body was shaking as pleasure overwhelmed her body.

"I'm gonna cum," I hissed, feeling my balls tightening. I was panting now, really getting into fuck her. "I hope you're ready for it."

She seemed overly excited to hear me say it. "Yesyesyes! I want your cum... I want your cum... Please, I want your cum."

"Oh fuck," I hissed as her pussy seemed to squeeze my cock hard once more.

"I want your cum," she kept repeating, begging for me to fill her up. "I want your cum... I want your cum... I want your cum."

"Fuck yes!" I yelled, not even thinking about the guests downstairs. "Oh fuck... I'm gonna fill you to the brim."

"Please yes... please can I have it?" she begged. "Please... I want your cum."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I growled feeling my body tightening. My orgasm was so close now. God... this was the first time I'd ever cheated on my wife. I felt guilty, but far, far too excited to stop. "You want my cum?" I asked with a deep, rumbling voice. "You want my cum?"

"Yesyesyes!" she chanted, nodding rapidly. Her eyes were wide now and she readied herself to feel my gift. Her hands squeezed her tits even harder, her nipples poking between her fingers.

I thrust in deep one more time and then held it there, letting my cock explode as deep inside her as I could.

"Unh! Unh! Unh!" I grunted as each thick rope of semen shot into her, filling her. "Fuck!"

"Oh... oh," she moaned, smiling broadly as she felt my warm sticky seed.

"I feel it... oh my God, I feel it," she whispered over and over. I could feel it too, my cum was hot and sticky and oozed around my shaft, dripping from her pussy.

I was breathing hard, my body suddenly losing all it's energy. Finally, expended, I fell forward, laying a lot of my weight on her, my cock still buried inside her, and kissed her.

"Yeah... you get every last drop," I whispered, slightly thrusting inside her as my shaft slowly shrank. Finally, I pulled out of her and fell to the side.

"Wow... that was..." Rachel said, exhaling as if fully satisfied.

"Yes it was," I agreed.

"I guess I, uh... I better... um... get back to the party," Rachel said softly, as if she suddenly felt guilty, sliding off the bed and grabbing her costume. She quickly put it on, so much so that if she went down now, it would be obvious that she just fucked. She adjusted it as she walked to the door and I figured she'd keep adjusting even as she went down the stairs.

"Yeah. Go. I'll come down in a few minutes."

She ran back over to the bed and gave me a quick, passionate kiss, then ran back to the door and slipped out, almost giggling like a schoolgirl. I rested a few minutes to gave her time to rejoin the party, then got up and slipped my costume back on again. By the time I rejoined the party, most of the guests had left.

It was almost 1am and I looked around. David and Rachel had already left for home. The few guests remaining now were helping Carolyn clean up, so I started helping, too.

"You must have had fun," Carolyn said as she caught me carrying dishes into the kitchen and started running water in the sink. "I barely saw you all night."

"Yeah. I hooked up with a couple of the guys and we were out back on the patio, talking," I lied.

She came closer to me to whisper in my ear. "I hope you're still horny. I wouldn't mind a little fun when we get done. Unless you're too tired."

She threw me a bone and, tonight, I definitely appreciated it. There was no way I had enough energy for her tonight... and if I did, she'd know by Rachel's smell on my body that I had sex earlier.

"I'd like that, too," I said, as I started washing the dishes. "But I am really tired. Rain check for tomorrow?"

She smiled, a glint in her eyes that seemed out of place. I didn't quite understand it. "Sure," she said.

I had a feeling my being tired wasn't going to stop her.

And I had a feeling that what happened tonight wasn't some mistake.