Chapter One
It was now the end of October and Halloween was fast upon us. It fell on Thursday that year and all of the Halloween parties I was invited to were to be held on Friday evening. I suddenly seemed to be very popular. I wonder why? Mwahaha!
Since I had been invited to so many of them, and had also been told I could bring whoever I wanted to the party – popular, ain’t I - we decided to party hop. The ‘we’ was me, Eric, Kristine, Nicole, Bobby, Rebecca, Jackie and a guy named Mickie. Okay, let’s see if you’ve been paying attention. Who went with who?
That’s right. I went with Eric, Kristine was with Bobby, Nicole was with Eddie, and Rebecca was with Mickie, who she had been dating for about a week. Since there was eight of us, which was too many to ride together Bobby took Kristine in his car and the rest of us rode with Eric.
Eric had a brand new SUV. Now I’m not saying where this new car came from, because we certainly know that there wouldn’t be any university alumni who would break the NCAA rules so drastically to offer a college player a new car, wouldn’t we? Mwahaha!
This Mickie was an interesting character. He wanted to be a writer and he was real tall and was exactly Rebecca’s age. She had only known him for about a week, but I think she was already sweet on him. I’ll tell you what, if he does anything to hurt her – I will rack him up, and I’m not kidding. He’d better watch what he does.
I’m gonna tell you now what kind of costume everybody wore. Of course the guys, and you could have guessed this if you would have thought about it for more than a minute, were totally unimaginative.
Eric wore his football jersey! Isn’t that stupid? His costume was his football jersey and Bobby and Jackie were just as bad. They wore their baseball uniforms. Now I guess wanting to be a writer left Mickie with no easy way out. You can hardly wear a writer’s jersey – haha!
He and Rebecca came in these cat costumes. As far as that went, it looked as if there was a lot more Rebecca than there was costume. The costume consisted of a small halter top and then a skirt with a slit that ran almost all the way to the hip. I didn’t see where there was any place for panties under that thing, but who am I to judge – hehe.
Kristine and Nicole was dressed as little angels and you know what’s funny? They used to be, until I got a hold of them. Now they were little hellions!
Now who’s left? Oh yeah, me. Ha! Like you weren’t waiting with bated breath to hear what I was wearing. Well, I came as Lady Godiva.
I took a number of blonde falls and starting with the first one, I wove that into my hair, then I wove the other falls one by one into each other. When I had finished, you could take all the falls and spread them out and they covered my body completely, or, of course, I could move them here or there and flash different parts of my body. You know me!
The first party we went to was held by a guy named Phillip Jackson. He always seemed like a nice guy to me. He was a sophomore, stood about five feet, ten inches, had dark hair and was pretty cute.
Phillip lived in a nice split level house. He had all the standard Halloween favors at his party – you know, the ‘brains’ in the bucket and fake cob webs and bobbing for apples in a great big tub of water.
It was way too early in the evening for me to be doing anything like bobbing for apples, because when I leaned over, my extended fall would do weird things in the back and leave my back side completely open with the back of my pussy hanging out.
A lot of the couples were dancing or making out and, since Eric was in the kitchen bullshitting with all his football cohorts, when Bobby asked me to dance I said sure, because I saw Kristine fooling around with Nicole in bobbing for apples.
It was a slow song naturally and Bobby pulled me extremely close to him. I threw my arms around his neck and lay my head on his upper arm, as we slowly moved around the floor. The longer we danced, the tighter he pulled me to him separating my falls until he was pressing against my naked body. I could feel him starting to develop an erection. I was practically cumming right there!
I reached down subtly, because even though most of the lights were down low, people could still see some things, if they realized to watch intently. I rubbed the outside of his pants in his crotch area, until I could tell he was super hard. Even if I hadn’t known it from the feel of it, I would have realized it from Bobby’s whining; he was just about mewing like a newborn. Men are so easy to please!
I pulled his zipper down and reached inside his boxer shorts (striped incidentally) and released his seven inch cock into the world of Halloween parties. It looked happy to be there! Before I began to work my hand on his impressive shaft, I pushed his baseball pants and his underwear down to the floor.
“Hey!,” he complained. “You making a spectacle of me. What are you doing?”
“Take it or leave it,” I answered, showing him no mercy. Well, not surprisingly he took it. I wasn’t trying to embarrass him needlessly. I just didn’t want him shooting off into my ‘costume.’ It was way too early in the evening for that kind of bullshit. We were going to go to a lot more parties and I didn’t want to show up reeking of sex.
I began to rub my hand up and down slowly on his fully extended penis. Bobby had the prettiest prick and it was all I could do to keep my mouth off it, but I really didn’t know this Phillip very well or vise versa and I didn’t want to shock anybody’s sensibilities so early in the evening.
As I worked my hand faster and faster on my friend’s cock, Bobby leaned down and kissed me ardently again and again. God, I was having second thoughts about my role in this endeavor. I was really getting hot and naturally I began to stroke his prick even harder. He suddenly groaned and began to twitch uncontrollably as his penis began to orgasm shooting cum out on the living room rug. Man, I bet that was gonna leave a strain!
When he had finished climaxing, I kissed him once more and then wiped my hand on the back of his ass.
“Sara!” Bobby complained.
I grinned at him. “New policy, you shoot it – you wear it.”
The young man couldn’t help himself, as he had to laugh. I didn’t want to come across as a hard ass, but the evening was still very long and I didn’t feel as though I wanted to smell like cum from there on out.
I did one thing for him, though. I quickly lowered myself to my knees and sucked his cock dry of any lingering sperm that had been hanging around, so to speak. He looked as if he enjoyed my little ‘clean-up’ job, haha!
We soon left that party and went to another one. The next one we decided to attend was just a few blocks over and was being held at the home of Laura Roswell.
Laura was a senior and very hot looking. She was about five foot, seven, with blonde ringlets that hung down past her shoulders, a super pretty face with high cheek bones and a generous mouth, and it appeared that she was the proud possessor of a body that just wouldn’t quit beneath her clothes, unless I’m a poor judge and you know I’m not!
As I’ve already mentioned, she was a senior and getting ready to enter the wider world. I think she was real good with computers. Actually she was more Eric’s friend than mine, as I met her through Eric, but she specifically had invited me and not him.
