THE HALLOWEEN PUSSY PARTY
“Are you coming with me to my Halloween work party this weekend?” Amber asked, hanging her keys beside the door.
“Only if you are going as a sexy, naughty nurse,” Aaron said, looking up from his Gameboy.
“That’s too on the nose. Everyone knows I am a sexy, naughty nurse.”
“Ah, but does everyone really know that? You need to post some new pics to the scrubsgonewild Reddit. It’s been a while. I’m sure your coworkers scour that looking for people they recognize.”
Amber tugged at the waist of her black Grey’s Anatomy bottoms, revealing a bit of pubic tuft.
“Get your phone, then. I’m feeling it,” she said, shifting her weight to flaunt her hips. “These scrubs are coming off either way.”
“You always look irresistible in your scrubs, babe. I’m sure someone is dying to get in them. Besides me, I mean.”
“I love that you love when I show off.”
Amber and Aaron had been friends forever and roommates for a decade. While they had never been in a proper relationship, they were always friends with benefits. They clicked on so many levels, and fed off of each other’s sexual needs.
He dropped the Gameboy, walked over to the side table, grabbed his phone and gave it a twist to open the camera app. “Let’s get sexy, Nurse Amber.”
“One of these days someone I work with is going to recognize my tattoos and jewelry.”
“You have your eyes on anyone?”
“Oh, there’s Ian. Maybe Tim.”
She was hitting different teasing poses and Aaron was tapping the shutter as she spoke. The naughty talk was part of the game.
“How long have you worked there? A year? Unless you are keeping secrets, I’m pretty sure this is the first place you’ve worked where you haven’t fucked a coworker, or at least sucked someone’s dick, in the workplace.”
“No secrets, I haven’t fucked anyone on my wing yet. You’d be the first to know.”
She pulled up her top just below her breasts, exposing her belly button ring and the tattoo of the Caduceus on her pelvis. He kept snapping pics.
“So if you could sneak off with this Ian, where would you fuck him?”
“In the backseat of his Rogue, in the garage behind the hospital.”
“Yeah? I bet someone would see that.”
“Maybe I’d even put the windows down.”
She pulled off her scrubs top, put her stethoscope around her neck, and cupped her b-cup breasts. She never wore a bra under her scrubs, and rarely anywhere else for that matter. The text tattoo from the back of her wrist up her arm was clearly visible. It read, “Stronger than you” in cursive.
“And what about Tim? Where would you fuck him at work?”
She slipped her hand down the front of her pants, her bracelets still visible — a twisted silver rope, and a Fitbit with a black band — and leaned back.
“Mmm. Tim. I would fuck him in the old maintenance elevator. It rarely gets used.” She smiled. “But, sometimes it does.”
She turned and pulled her scrubs and underwear down to her thighs, her middle finger visible on her pussy from behind. She rubbed herself, clearly enjoying the questions and her answers to them. He took a short video.
“I hope you fuck them both.”
She stood and let the scrubs drop to her ankles. She held the stethoscope in both hands in front of her pussy. He took a full body shot. They’d crop her face, but leave a bit of her sexy mouth and labret piercing visible.
“You are so hot. Come here and put those lips on my cock, then we’ll post these.”
She kicked off the pants and walked to him. “Naughty nurse costumes are overrated.”
* * * * *
Amber logged into her Reddit account, AM_PM_NurseBoogles.
Boogles was a nonsense word she often said instead of “darn.” It was exclusively her account for posting naked pictures.
She uploaded six pics in a gallery post, and a gif of the video in a separate post.
Aaron logged in from his own account and gave the first upvotes and comments. He wrote, “Damn, wish I worked with this hot nurse!!!”
“So what are you going as for the Halloween party?”
“Check this out,” Amber said, popping off into her bedroom.
When she returned, she was wearing a very tight bodysuit with a skeleton on it. The fabric was semi-sheer, with the bones of the rib cage just perfectly crossing over her nipples, the equivalent of a pastie. The pelvic bones did little to cover her ass, and her pussy was visible at the front.
“Whoa,” Aaron said.
“I will wear a little skirt on top, but that’s it. And I mean…” — she held up the mini-est of black mini-skirts — “… a little skirt.”
“No underwear, I’m guessing.”
“No panties, no bra.”
“Is this really a work party?”
“It’s a party. With people from work.”
“Damn. Risque, Amber. Risque.”
“And check this out.” She sat on the sofa and spread her legs, revealing a slit in the crotch of the bodysuit. She reached down, pulled from both sides, exposing her lips.
“Elastic,” she said, stretching the slit wider, smiling.
“Alright, you’ve convinced me. I’ll go. But you better not be planning a his and hers costume set here.”
She stood, walked over and kissed him on the forehead. “Babe, you can dress up however you want.”
* * * * *
When Amber shuffled into the kitchen, a good fifteen minutes after her alarm went off, Aaron was sitting at the island with his laptop open. He had the coffee ready, and she bee lined to it.
“Morning sunshine. You’ve had a ton of upvotes and comments from your posts last night.”
“Oh yay,” she said groggily, coffee in one hand, and reaching for her phone with the other.
She sat next to him and tapped her pin into her phone. She swiped away all the Reddit comment notifications. “I will have to enjoy the reading material later. I gotta get ready for my shift.”
Aaron pointed to his screen. “This one says, ‘My favorite RN, see you in the morning.’ And a winky face.”
“You write that?”
“Nope. Does this username mean anything to you?” He put his finger to the screen and she read the name: GoodRX_GoodVibe.
“Nuh-uh. Oh shit, you think someone recognized me for real?”
“They’ve had that account for a few years but it’s the only comment they’ve ever posted.”
“It could be anyone.”
“Who do you work with today?”
“No idea, other than a secret admirer, maybe.”
* * * * *
Aaron texted Amber about four hours later.
“Any news?”
She replied, “No. No one has said anything. No one’s been acting strange. Don’t think anyone has looked at me any differently.”
“Hmmm. K, lemme know if anything happens. Later babe.”
* * * * *
When Amber got home, Aaron had a pizza waiting and an expectant look on his face.
Before he asked, she said, “No idea who the secret admirer is. They kept a good poker face, unlike you, buddy.”
“Well damn. I was hoping you had stories to tell.”
* * * * *
On Halloween, Aaron dressed in a top hat and a long black coat with a name tag that simply said “Undertaker.”
“I figured it would be appropriate since I am accompanying your hot bag o’ bones.”
“These bones are made for jumping, not burying.”
Amber fit into her skeleton bodysuit, pulled on the black mini-skirt, and put on her black leather jacket.
“The jacket comes off when we get there,” she said.
* * * * *
The party was at a club downtown called Low E. Exposed brick walls and mirrors, a large dance floor, and a bar that made a long L shape. No one was dancing yet. The music was chill. The lights were moody. They even lined the bar with candles and jack o’ lanterns.
Amber and Aaron walked in and we’re directed to a large section off to the right that was roped off. The group had it reserved.
Amber scoped out the patrons, a few young hipsters, and a few in business attire. A few half-assed costumes.
Over in the reserved section, she saw that all of her coworkers were costumed, though the effort put in varied by person. She saw that Stephanie went with a store bought Sexy Nurse costume. It looked anything but sexy on her. Actually, she didn’t think those cheap things looked sexy on anyone.
The only other coworker who was dressed somewhat sexily was Ian. She took in his bare chest and strong bare legs, a leather looking wrap around his waist, and assumed he was Tarzan. Or a caveman. She wasn’t sure.
Ian saw her standing there, smiled and waved her in. She walked like a model over to the rope, smiled back at Ian, removed her leather jacket and did a little bow and twirl. Ian’s smile grew wider.
Was he her secret admirer?
She took Aaron’s hand and led him into the vip section for introductions.
Heads turned as she joined her party.
* * * * *
Several drinks in and a tempo change from the dj, the work party was loosening up. There were loud conversations and howling laughter.
Aaron was schmoozing around, making small talk with a few of her coworkers, but seemed to latch on to Kristen, who was dressed as a scarecrow and had her hands on his shoulder.
Amber, now sitting on a loveseat — the vip section had very nice upholstered chairs and sofas, all very comfortable — was talking work stuff with a handful of her coworkers. They talked shit about the doctors and some patients, gossip, and the like.
Amy sat on the arm of the loveseat, and Kendra was fit tight between Amber and Pete. Kendra laughed and kept putting her hand on Amber’s leg every time she made a joke.
Ian was in a big purple chair facing the loveseat at one angle, and Tim was in the other somewhat smaller chair, which was still large and blue in color.
If she wasn’t smooshed between Amy on the arm, and Kendra and Pete next to her, Amber imagined giving both chair boys a little Basic Instinct flash. Clearly, they were loving her outfit. They weren’t the only ones.
She kept making eye contact with Danielle, who was now outside their little section, sitting at a table with two others just at the edge of the dance floor. Amber smiled. She could never get a read on Danielle. Danielle was always friendly, but seemed to keep a distance. They always got on fine, though.
“My glass is empty,” Amber said, swirling the last of the ice cubes, “Who wants to get out there and dance?”
Ian, who was already showing signs of intoxication, blurted out, “I bet those bones look great on the dance floor.”
Amy scolded him, “Ian!”
“I’m just saying,” he said.
Amber looked at him and said, wryly, “You can stay here and watch from a distance or come out there with me. Either way, you are gonna find out.”
* * * * *
They all hit the dance floor, even Aaron, who shimmied up to Amber.
“So?” he asked.
“No idea, the mystery remains.”
“Keep dancing, sexy. You have many eyes on you.”
And she did.
She moved her body — her practically naked body — in every manner of sexy.
* * * * *
Ian came up and put his hands on her hips. He leaned into her ear and said, “You win the costume contest.”
“Are you the judge?” Amber asked, swaying her hips to the music and placing her hands on his to keep them there.
“I know I like what I see.” He moved with her.
“We’d both win the sexiest costumes, hands down.”
“I dress to impress,” he said.
She smiled and said, “Sexy nurses, the both of us.”
She moved her hands to his waist, leaned into his ear and whispered, “Nice loincloth. Are you going commando, too?”
She gave his cheek an intentional brush with hers as she straightened back up.
“The more I stand here with you, the draftier it’s getting down there.”
She stepped close to him, pressed her pelvis to his and made a serpent-like movement against him. Indeed, she could feel his excitement. She needed to follow this through.
“Ian,” she said.
And that was it. Just “Ian.” And that was enough.
He leaned in and kissed her. She moved her soft tongue against his as they continued to sway. He moved his hands up her sides. His touch made her swoon, and she pulled his bottom lip with her lips as she pulled out of the kiss.
“My costume has a secret,” she said. “Do you want to know the secret?”
“What is the secret?”
She took his right hand, moved it below her mini-skirt which had already ridden up, and pressed his fingers into the slit of the fabric between her legs. She was wet, and he followed the momentum, sliding his middle finger inside of her.
She moaned, but of course no one heard over the music. Her eyes showed her pleasure, though.
She kept her hand on his as he moved his fingers shallowly up and down her between her labia, and when he touched her clit, her legs trembled.
Amber let out a long sigh, said, “Tell me you drove here and your car is outside.”
“Yeah, you want to go somewhere?”
She put her palm to the obvious erection under his garb and said, “Let’s fuck. Right now. It’s gonna be right here on the dance floor, or in the back of your car.”
If there was a time to be direct, this was it.
* * * * *
They fucked hard. She kept the bodysuit on, and his cock thrust easily through the slit.
She was on her back, half on the seat. Her head hit the door with each thrust, but she didn’t mind. She was loud. She was into it. She was definitely going to cum.
“Cum inside me, Tarzan, so you don’t make a mess on my bones,” she had said. And he did.
She came with him.
When they stepped out of the Rogue, she squatted by the passenger door and peed next to the car.
They walked back into the club. A few eyes knowingly looked at them. Aaron was dancing with Kristen, saw them walk in, and gave a sneaky thumbs-up.
Amber wasn’t sure if that was a thumbs-up for her backseat adventures with Ian, or if it was a thumbs-up for himself hitting it off with Kristen. He put his hand on Kristen’s shoulder as if to say be right back, and did a little ridiculous hop over to Ian and Amber.
“You two sneak outside?” he asked.
“Just getting some air,” Ian said.
“Yeah,” Amber said, “It was getting too hot on the dance floor.”
Aaron smiled. He knew. He leaned into Amber’s ear, whispered, “Your bones are a little bit askew,” and tapped his chest.
She smiled, and walked over to the bar. In the mirror, she could see that the top part of her bodysuit had indeed gone askew, and both her nipples were now visible. She decided to leave them that way.
Ian stepped beside her. They ordered drinks and walked over to the loveseat, which was still empty. She pulled her legs up, crossed them, and sat facing him on one end.
Tim and Danielle also made their way over. Danielle sat in the purple chair, and Tim stood by the arm on Ian’s side.
She saw where Tim’s eyes fell. He was dressed as some kind of nerd with glasses. Or maybe he was Clark Kent. She knew that the way she was sitting gave him a clear view of her still throbbing pussy, not to mention her now hard and visible nipples. She would act unaware, let him enjoy the show.
“Are we having fun yet, Tim?” she asked. She could see him blush, even in the low light. Aww, she thought.
Danielle asked, “Was that your boyfriend? The one all over Kristen?”
“Oh, noooo,” Amber said. “You weren’t there for the introductions. That’s Aaron, my roommate and best friend.”
Tim chimed in. “It’s like a marriage, but without the sex, right?”
Amber laughed, “Oh, there’s plenty of sex. We fuck all the time.”
Ian raised his eyebrow. She leaned over and put her hands on his leg, squeezed him gently. “Jealous?”
He touched her hands confidently and said, “Tarzan not Jealous. Tarzan intrigued.” They laughed and he gulped down the last of his drink.
Danielle laughed a bit longer than the others, and said, “Oh my god, you’re Tarzan? I thought you were supposed to be Jesus!”
This gave everyone an even harder laugh.
“Whatever I am supposed to be,” Ian said, standing, “I need to use the restroom. And get another drink.”
When he left, Amber turned herself, staying cross-legged, and sat facing Danielle.
“Danielle, you are a riot. You don’t talk much at work.”
“I do better one on one with people. I’m not good in group settings. I guess a few drinks helps.”
Danielle was obviously trying not to stare, but Amber definitely saw her gaze return to her pussy more than once.
“I need a few more drinks myself,” Tim said, giving a wave, and headed to the bar, leaving Amber and Danielle alone.
“I dig you,” Amber said to Danielle. “I think we’d really get along. Outside of work, I mean. I bet you are a lot of fun to hang with.”
Danielle definitely blushed.
Shy girl, Amber thought.
“I really love your costume, Amber. It’s very….daring. And it suits you.”
“Thank you,” Amber said, raising her arms and then fanning her hands down as if to make a grand presentation of herself. “I bet you would look great in it, too.”
“I don’t have the guts to be as… revealing… as you. Also, you are hot as hell.”
They locked eyes at that, and Amber saw for the first time what she knew to be desire in Danielle’s eyes.
Danielle moved to the loveseat.
“Sorry,” she said, “I didn’t mean for that to sound awkward.”
Amber uncrossed her legs and turned to her, letting her left foot touch the floor and leaving her right leg bent on the loveseat. She was spread wider this way, and the mini-skirt rode up. Danielle couldn’t help but look.
“That wasn’t awkward at all, Danielle. Wow, I am flattered.”
“I kind of have a crush on you.”
“You do?”
“Yeah, I only came to this party to see you. Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m telling you this.”
Amber let this information roll around her head for a few moments, then took Danielle’s hands in hers. She moved in closer, and softly put her mouth on Danielle’s. It was a quick kiss, but Danielle was clearly receptive.
Amber touched Danielle’s face with the back of her hand, a little caress. She turned her hand as she moved it down her neck, gently, and traced her collarbone.
“I’ve never been with another woman, believe it or not,” Amber admitted. Then she leaned in and kissed Danielle again. This time their tongues met, and when the kiss ended, she said, “I think I would love for you to be my first.”
This wasn’t the alcohol talking. Amber meant it. Danielle was super pretty, even dressed as… well, Amber had no idea what she was supposed to be dressed as. But, she always wanted to explore that side of her sexuality. The opportunity simply had never presented itself.
Danielle said, “You know your pussy’s out, right?”
Amber cackled at that. Danielle laughed, too.
“Do you think it’s a good pussy?” Amber asked.
“I’ll tell you a secret,” Danielle said. “I’ve seen your, um, pictures. On Reddit.”
“That was you! You left the comment! Good RX good vibes, or something, right?”
“That was me, yeah. You want to hear another secret? Since I am clearly drunk and saying too much already. I masturbate to you. A lot. I mean, a lot.”
Amber had a rush of thoughts, but at the forefront was a strong desire to suddenly be completely naked in bed with Danielle.
She moved in for another kiss, and Danielle met it with a passion. She moved closer to her, touched her breast.
She felt Danielle’s hand on her thigh, felt it move between her legs. She put her hand on Danielle’s, guided her to her pussy, and felt the soft touch on her labia.
Danielle stroked the folds, slid around with Amber’s wetness, used her thumb to circle her clit.
“I want to taste your pussy, Danielle. I want to make you cum. I want to touch your whole body.”
“Where can we go?” Danielle whispered back, her fingers still gently working Amber’s sex.
Amber looked out to the dance floor, looked for Aaron. Everyone else seemed to be there, but he wasn’t. When she looked towards the bar, she saw Ian and Tim sitting there, watching her and Danielle from afar.
“Looks like we’ve been giving the boys a show.”
Danielle sat back, composing herself.
“Oh, let them watch, who cares. I have an idea, but I have to find Aaron. Come on.”
* * * * *
Aaron and Kristen were making out in a booth at the end of the bar. Amber had Danielle by the hand, and pulled her into the booth.
“Hey guys,” Amber said. She put an arm around Danielle.
“Danielle and I need to go back to our place, Aaron. Can you drive us back? You can bring Kristen. Keep the party going. Don’t worry, Kristen. We have separate bedrooms.”
* * * * *
Amber pulled off the bodysuit and stood naked in her bedroom facing Danielle. She stepped closer to Danielle and slowly stripped her out of her own costume. Naked together, they walked to the bed.
Danielle put her mouth on Amber’s breast, flicked her nipple with her tongue, took the other breast in her hand and caressed it. Amber arched her back. Danielle’s hands moved slowly down, her fingers gently making a path across her stomach, finding her pubic hair, and then curling over her mound to cover her pussy.
Just the pressure of her hand made Amber sigh with pleasure.
Then Danielle laid back and spread her legs out into a V. Amber looked at her perfect tiny body, took in the beauty of Danielle’s breasts, her perfect little nipples, her bushy but kempt pubes, and the petite labia just barely peeking out.
Amber lusted for her now.
She put her head between Danielle’s legs, touched her tongue to the warmth there, felt her black pubes bristle her nose, and tasted pussy for the first time. She inhaled woman. She slid her tongue between Danielle’s labia and up over her clit. Danielle gasped.
They took turns touching each other, licking, kissing. She wanted to devour Danielle, eat her up completely. This new experience was electric.
She didn’t want to take her mouth away, wanted to taste Danielle forever. But she also wanted to feel Danielle’s mouth on her forever.
“I love your pussy,” Amber said.
Danielle opened her legs wide. “Get on top, put your pussy against mine.”
It took Amber a few tries to find the right position. She angled herself so her pussy crossed with Danielle’s.
Danielle slid her fingers between them, masturbated both clits, and Amber gyrated slowly. She felt each other’s labia rub against themselves.
The wetness between them was intense, and Danielle kept her fingers slippery and smooth, easily moving three fingers around in a circular motion to get both labia and clit equally.
Amber reached down, slid her fingers into Danielle, keeping her body pressed tight at the sex. Danielle twisted in a pleasure stretch, soft ahhhs thrumming from her open mouth. She moved her hips in a complimentary motion to Amber’s.
They moved faster, pressed harder together. Danielle was moaning, and Amber filled the room with staccato ahhhs. The two sounds met and played off each other like a violin and an oboe.
Amber came first and hard, and she screamed out, then felt Danielle’s body constrict. Danielle let her own orgasm take over her, her body shuddering, and she too screamed out. For a long moment, they both shared each other’s electricity, embracing, feeling each other’s throbbing sex.
As they lay there, still breathing hard, they could hear the sound of a bed thumping and the animalistic heterosexual fucking noises from Aaron’s bedroom.
THE END
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/q5l7jo/the_halloween_pussy_party_bi_les_str8_exh