Halloween Party 2033

Melissa adjusted her mask. She was dressed as Catwoman - a sexy costume she had created to attend an unexpected Halloween party. A one-piece bodysuit, worn over fishnet stockings, with long gloves and knee-high leather boots - all black. The mask and cat-ears added the finishing touches.

Jack had agreed to play along; he was dressed as Batman. Not having as much wardrobe to work with, he had purchased the costume from a local shop. It was a bit much, but he was having fun with the utility belt. He'd already added some of his own "tools" into the belt's various pouches.

The drive to the party wasn't long. Jack parked across the street. "Before we go in, I have another item for your costume that I want you to wear."

"Oh, what's is it?"

Jack pulled out a furry black cat-tail and wiggled it.

"Oh, perfect," she said. "How does it attach?"

"That's the best part," he answered, showing her the small, ovoid end. "Your suit opens at the bottom; I think it will fit between the snaps. This plug goes in your ass. No one will be able to tell."

Melissa wasn't sure what to say. She'd never tried a butt-plug before. The thought scared her a bit, especially in public. But she also found the idea kind of exciting.

"You did say you'd try anything once," Jack reminded her. "And it really completes the costume," he added.

Maybe it was the rum and coke she drank earlier, or maybe it was the lust in Jack's eyes. Or maybe it was the warm tingling feeling between her legs. Probably all three she decided. "I'll try it," she consented.

He smiled. "I thought you would. Turn around and spread your cheeks for me. I have some lube, but we should relax your hole a bit first.". Melissa looked around nervously. She could see other party guests arriving.

She lowered the car seat as far as it would go and lay down on her stomach. Jack felt between her legs and unsnapped the suit. Melissa reached back and spread her cheeks apart. His fingers began to caress her slowly, sliding between her lips.

Still nervous, she was surprised when she realized how wet she was. His finger slid easily into her pussy, and the smell of sex began to fill the car

She could feel her heart beating faster as Jack continued to finger-fuck her. And then he leaned over, and she felt his warm tongue licking her, exploring, tasting, probing into her asshole. He paused only for a moment, whispering how much he loved her scent and taste.

Then she felt his finger pushing gradually into her tight hole. She moaned as it slid in deeper, still slippery from her pussy cream. She lost track of time, but she could feel her hole relaxing, opening, welcoming him in.

She almost pouted as she felt him pull out. But then his slick finger pushed into her mouth. He was letting her taste herself, distracting her as his other hand began to insert the plug. It worked. She barely noticed as it pushed fully in, and her hole closed around it. She sucked his finger clean, savoring her musky taste.

Jack snapped the fabric closed around the narrow part of the plug, smacked her bottom, and let her know he was done.

The next hour at the party was a bit of a blur. Colored lights, decorations, loud music, and fun costumes. But what Melissa enjoyed most was the slow dancing. Jack was holding her close; she could feel his firm cock pressing into her.

His arms were wrapped around her and his hands kept straying down, massaging her ass or playing with her tail. His fingers were pushing and tugging on the plug as his lips were kissing her neck.

She felt his warm breath as he whispered into her ear, describing what he wanted to do to her. Her face was buried against him, smelling the sexy blend of his sweat and cologne.

The night was warm, and the dancing and drinks were really adding to the heat. Melissa was flushed and glistening with sweat. "It's nice outside - and there's a breeze. Want to step out for a break?" Jack suggested.

Melissa nodded, glad for the excuse to cool off. They headed for the back door, pausing to tell their hostess they were going to step outside for a few minutes. She refilled their drinks and smiled, telling them to "try the hammock, it's great".

The sun had set, and it did feel much nicer outside. "Ahh, that's better", Melissa said, enjoying the evening breeze against her damp skin. "I was feeling a bit claustrophobic in there. Thank goodness I'm wearing black, I think I'm sweating everywhere."

"I don't think it's just sweat," Jack noted, smiling as he glanced between her legs, "but you are wet."

"Well that's hardly my fault," she chided him, "you've been playing with my butt-plug for the last hour."

Changing the subject, Jack motioned towards the hammock. "She's right, that looks really comfortable. Want to try it?"

"Sure! I've been on my feet all day."

They climbed into the hammock, trying not to swing too much as they got comfortable. There was plenty of room for both of them, even stretched out. Melissa lay on her back looking up at the night sky, Jack on his side next to her. His hand caressed her breast as he leaned over to kiss her. She returned the kiss eagerly but pulled his hand down. "Not here. Too many people might see," she cautioned.

"Probably not," he replied. "It's dark out here, and light inside. I don't think they can see out." His hand returned to her breast; his finger and thumb squeezing her nipples through her bodysuit.

She started to object again, but then his mouth was on hers, his tongue darting in and out, teasing her. Her breathing deepened, and her nipples hardened under his touch. She could feel him hardening too, pressing against her leg. She reached down to feel his cock, stroking it through the thin fabric.

"We should go back inside, but those costume leggings aren't doing much to hide your erection," she teased, continuing to rub him.

"You're not making it any easier," he laughed. "But don't worry - Batman has a way to keep your paws occupied." He took the toy handcuffs from his utility belt and secured one to her wrist. Then he stretched her arms up above her head, wrapped the cuffs around the top of the hammock, and secured her other hand.

"Ummm... and just what do you have in mind?" she asked, batting her eyelashes at him.

"I going to make you cum." He told her. "I've been thinking about it all night."

"What?! What if someone comes out? I don't think..."

"Shhh... " he cautioned, as he searched for the snaps between her legs. He found them. She heard them pop open, and then his fingers were inside her cunt, and his mouth was sucking her nipple through her bodysuit.

" Oh fuuuck.." she moaned. "I'm going to..."

And then his mouth was on hers, muffling her voice. She felt his fingers easing out of her, and then he slid them between their mouths as they continued to kiss; their tongues sharing the taste of her pussy.

His mouth moved to kiss the underside of her arms, his beard tickling her armpit. She heard him fumbling with his utility belt. There was a soft "click", and then a humming she recognized as her vibrator. Before she could object, it was pressed against her throbbing clit. "Oh damn!" was all she could manage before a wave of orgasm spread over her.

As the pleasure slowly subsided, she slowed her breathing. "Well, the bat-toys seemed to work pretty well. But there's something I've been thinking about..." he said as he caressed her. "I want to see what Catwoman can do with her tongue..."

Jack twisted around, easing out of the hammock, and stood beside her. He pulled his leggings down, freeing his cock, and stroked it while she watched. Melissa opened her mouth and leaned towards him. He pulled the hammock closer, sliding his cock into her warm mouth.

As she sucked, he gently rocked the hammock back and forth, letting the motion push her mouth down onto his cock. It didn't take long. Watching her, masked and cuffed, as her mouth fucked him was driving him crazy. He pulled out just as his orgasm started; watching as his cum squirted again and again onto her face and into her open mouth.

Then the back door slid open, and they heard their hostess ask "Do you two need another drink?"

"We'll be right in", Jack barely managed.

"I thought you'd like the hammock," she laughed, sliding the door closed.

Jack reached up and unfastened the cuffs. Melissa wiped his cum from her face with the back of her hand and then smiled as she licked it off like a cat cleaning herself. "Fuck..." Jack said, unable to stop watching her.

They hurried into the house, thanked their hostess, and said their goodbyes. It wasn't until they got back home that Melissa realized she had never re-snapped her bodysuit...