My friend, Amy, had invited me to the party. It was a costume party at one of her friend’s house. I stopped to pick her up and found she had decided on a sexy but classy pirate outfit. With her toned and curvy figure and natural confident swagger she looked rather dashing. I told her as much as she laughed about making sure to plunder all the booty before I could lay my scheming hands on it. I had chosen to go as Jareth with an attached half goblin masquerade mask.
It was a two story house with a basememt on the edge of a suburb. The music was loud, the yard and house were full, and people generally seemed to be having a good time. I quickly was introduced to Laura, the friend who owned the house. She was a small woman dressed in a slim stylized gothic steampunk dress with a fox mask.
Laura was friendly and out going, bouncing between groups of people and working the entire party. I found out she thoroughly enjoyed re-enactments in her free time as well as several things that made conversation easy and flowing.
Max was a bit different. I learned a bit later the loud, annoying guy dressed up as a knight who couldn’t keep his hands to himself was Max, Laura’s fiancee. I avoided him at first, but caught on that Laura was not a fan of how he behaved.
I pulled Amy aside and we came to an agreement. For several hours we split up the duties of enjoying the party, spending time with Laura while flirting with her, and constantly interrupting the increasingly inebriated Max’s escapades.
Inevitably he got away from us at times and made a menace of himself as he . But finally he passed out in the yard after an attempt to play spin the bottle with a pair of witches and making out with a vampiress that looked less than impressed. I grabbed him and carried him inside and down the stairs to the basement to leave him on the couch down there.
As people started leaving, many walking home, the Pirate and the Goblin King made themselves useful and increasingly taunted the Steampunk Princess with Kidnapping. As the drink continued, she looked increasingly open to the idea. With no one left and the night not too late, she caved. I had her small wrists in my hand behind her back as Amy kissed her. She sighed and pleaded with us to not be despicable between kissing Amy. To set her free.
I turned her and kissed her myself. And informed her in my best arrogant voice that her time was up. She was now trapped with the Goblin King and the dashing Pirate that claimed her as a prize.
Amy worked her corset off before I pulled her dress off. Back and forth we worked. Kissing her. Pinning her. Taking full control of her until we were all naked in the living room. I threw her over my shoulder and spanked her as I carried her up the stairs to the bedroom. Amy following us up.
With her thrown on the bed we continued in the same manner. Taking turns using our mouths and hands on her as she moaned and writhed. Keeping her trapped and powerless at our mercy even as we worshipped her.
Even soaked from multiple orgasms, when I finally bent her over the bed it took work for me to push inside her. She was so tight. Amy was growling in pleasure as Laura moaned and cried out with her face buried in Amy’s pussy. We weren’t gentle with her after that. Spanking, biting, throwing her around, choking her as she held her mouth open while Amy spit in it then kissed her. Under duress as Amy bit her nipples and I pinched her clit she told Amy where the toys were.
Amy found a nice dildo for herself. And a small vibrator that she made Laura beg her to out in her ass.
The sun was rising when we finally went to sleep exhausted, all three in the bed.
We still all woke up well before Max. Laura kept the house. But the Knight in sleazy armor didn’t stay in the end.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y2zqm3/mff_my_friend_invited_me_to_a_costume_party
Such a fun tale you’ve spun!
So it is a FFF. By reading MFF I thought you ended up with the drunk knight.
I hope you will get a nice Halloween party this year too !