Trick Or Treat 34

It was late October the quiet time between a busy summer and hustle and bustle of the holiday season. Being just that me and the Mrs. Was enjoying I lazy day at home.

Then there's a knock at the door, not expecting anyone I assume it's some sort of sales call. I raise to answer it and there's a young man standing before me, his out reached hand contains an envelope.

This is for you sir he tells as he faces downward.

I thank him for it and close the door. It's beautiful, longhand written far fancier then my normal. Opening it I find an invitation to a Halloween party and although I don't know whom invited us I do now the address from its name. The Stark Mansion on Olive. This house was built by the family that settled the area in the early 1800's.

I didn't think much of it and set it aside as we continued watching the movie that we've already started.

After the show we share a light dinner together where my asks about the letter that came earlier. I told her the little I knew about it then asked, why would you want to go?

So with my wife interest I reread the invitation out loud. But reading further it reads to arrive by seven o'clock as none will allowed to enter afterward. So with the clock now reading six-thirty there's no time to buy costumes and make it across town to the party.

My wife's memory being far better than mine reminds me we still have the costumes from some years back, shoved in the back of the closet not seeing the light of day since.

Decision to go we scramble as fast as we can to meet the deadline. Now ready we make for the party dressed as two M&M's, she's the sexy green one and I'm the yellow. "The one with nuts."

We arrive and rush for the door, the same young man taking our invitation from us.

You just made it he tells as he closes and locks the door behind us. With the chime of the grandfather clock he announces to all that the doors are locked and will not be opened until first light.

Now is our first of many shocks the night when looking around we are the only ones in costume, all the others dressed to the nines.

A mature woman approaches us and taking our hands she asks us to follow as she makes the offer to find us something to wear. She leads us up the stairs and yo the master quarters, it's a large room with many nice things.

She opens the door to their walk-in closet, racks and racks of garments are before us. She asks us to remove our costumes so to change.

My wife is quick and now stands before both in her bra and matching panties. I'm slower to heed as I remember how hot those costumes were so under mine I'm as naked as a J-bird.

Red faced is remove my last article, my wife finds it funny as she giggles to my situation. Our hostess gives me the once over and upon focusing on my half hard cock she assures me I have nothing to be ashamed of.

Starting with my wife she hands her a short dress, it's at least two sizes too small but she squeezes into it. My cock is at full staff to the sight of her coming out in all the right places.

Now to you she said as she reaches down dragging me along by my cock, to the other end where his clothes is stored. But no such luck for me as I'm yo big for anything he has. We make our way back to the party my wife dressed like a street walker and me dawning a bathrobe.

At the top of the stairs she tell us to continue down and not to worry as we won't be dressed for long. My wife turns to me with fear in her eyes, I squeeze her hand saying not to worry.

As soon as we make it to the base a voice calls out from the top of the stair, we assume it's our host now standing next to the hostess.

Welcome all he shouts, welcome to this year's party. Then he asks for all newcomers to gather at the foot of the stairs, already there we're the first in line.

Then another command as he calls for the "Bowl" the young helper makes his way through everyone as he hold a large bowl over his head.

Now standing on the first step our hostess asks us to draw from the bowl, I reach in and hand her the small piece of paper. She hands it to our host where he reads it and announces "Stranded in the dark!" The others scream with excitement.

The young man asks us to follow him, he leads us to a large room which is completely empty less two leather covered coffee tables positioned in the middle of the room. We are asked to disrobe as out from his pocket he pulls out two blindfolds.

He then informs us we have three rules to follow, first we must remain in darkness for the entire party and second we are not allowed off our platforms and lastly we must not utter a word. He then places the blindfold over me and that's the last time I see my wife until the break of the new day.

We then listen as the other first years meet their faiths, not having any clue of what they mean.

Our host rings out once again, "Happy Halloween, enjoy all!"

Soon thereafter we can hear the footsteps of others entering the room, I jump as the first hand touches me. Then light pressure is put on my shoulder having me lay down on my back. The feel of soft lips surround my cock, slowly she sucks it's full length stopping to suck hard upon my head.

From I side I hear a familiar sound, it's my wife's moans of pleasure which makes me more comfortable to enjoy the ongoings also. A pair of thighs brush past my ears, settling down upon me is a hairy pussy. Although preferring shave I still service it all in the same. Her clit gets engorged standing proud of her outer lips, I suck upon it as if it was a tiny cock.

As I do so my friend below moves on only to be replaced. This one has talents but because of the ruff feel to insides of my thighs I realize it's a man now sucking me, my first. Again my wife sings out, this time the sound she makes cumming.

I try to send focus away as I don't want to cum yet. Just then my hand is placed around something, it's a large cock. I begin to stroke it as if it was my own. It's longer than mine but maybe a little thinner, he side steps drawing my hand near my vacated mouth. He presses forward driving my hand to be pressed again his balls the remainder finds its way into my mouth.

I squeeze him between my lips and he starts to rock back and forth. It's my first go but I soon find rhythm with it. I'm surprised how much I enjoy the taste of him, then the real surprise when his hot load is released in my mouth. It's salty and sweet at the same time and I swallow it down.

A woman hops up upon me and begins to ride cowgirl, while she continues other visitors visit my face. Both men and women leaving none turned away.

A voice whispers in my ear asking how his wife's pussy feel and before I can answer he warns me now it's my turn. The weight of the woman leaves me then my ankles are drawn upward. I feel him run the head of his cock up and down the crack of my ass, the sticky cum of others acting as a lube.

I then start to feel his head being pressed in, although I've learned how to relax myself having been toyed by my wife many times he still wait a moment with just his head in allowing my body to adjust. Then inch by inch he presses forward.

I can't say how good it felt, only the sadness I let so many years go by without it. Again a whisper in my ear "my husband sure can fuck".

This time I recognize the voice, it's our hostess and I can only assume it's the host busy fucking me.

She bites my earlobe and adds "now to that cock." A second later I feel her take me into her mouth.

For many hours at that point I've been used and serviced alike. This is the final blow as I cannot hold back any longer, I blast my load into her creamy pussy shouting to the stars.

This releases him as I feel the warmth of his seed being planted deep in my ass.

I voice from another room announces dawn is here and the party is over. Our sight is given back to us and we gather our things to leave.

Not a single word was spoken on the ride home and after we arrive we shower together. Then to bed for some needed sleep.

I turn to my wife and ask "so what happened to you?"

She looked deep in my eyes and said "Well..."

To be continued.