The party was at a friend’s house near the edge of town – the property was rather expansive and decked out like Halloween threw up EVERYWHERE. I knew they were going to have an epic party organized, but I wasn’t quite ready for just how elaborate it was.
It was a brisk fall night, windy, and fitting for the occasion.
We arrived early and I nearly jumped out of my skin when I knocked on the door – there was an animated Halloween creature howling at me – I laughed it off and almost beelined for a drink. Weeks earlier I had bought a Halloween outfit and sort of willed a party into my future, Halloween parties are generally not my scene. The curiosity about how others would dress was making me anxious. I wanted to look good but not necessarily stand out. And of course, I had a costume that just might stand out. I guess, if it got too many looks, I could grab the cardigan I always keep in my car. I felt sexy though! I had on a black corset, black skirt, patterned tights, and all the fun accessories to look like a cat – ears, collar, tail, and paws. Even though I wasn’t sure what might evolve at the party I was ready for any situation. My hubby was dressed as a puppy with big floppy ears and he kinda hated me for the costume I picked out – but he looked adorable and I loved it. He knew I was the main attraction and he slid into his place.
We explored the house a bit. Taking in all the different rooms and decorations. Then we walked outside to check out the lake view and dock. Bearings set, we went back inside for another Halloween-themed drink. More people had arrived and no one disappointed with their costumes. The crowd was a broad range of ages and the younger they were the more interesting the costumes were.
The host couple were very busy orienting people, making drinks, and helping people feel more comfortable. I asked them if they needed any help with anything and she got distracted when another couple walked in the front door. She ran over to them to give them a huge hug. I’d never seen them before. He was a tall Batman. She was an equally tall Wonder Woman. Both greeted her with a familiar embrace and I couldn’t help but wonder what the backstory was. He was handsome, fit even in his costume and I caught myself glancing longer than I realized. Someone inadvertently bumped me and I almost spilled my drink – and my husband glanced at me and gave me this look of, “honey, this is a vanilla party – focus!” So I tried to follow that advice but when I looked back in Batman’s direction again I found him looking intently at me. Flushed, I turned around and walked to a couch near the fireplace. Hubby hardly noticed, but my mind was wandering already.
The cool air had chilled my skin so sitting next to the fire was so lovely. I sat on the couch and joined in conversation. When I sat down, the guy next to me introduced himself and didn’t even attempt to move when my leg met his. Naughty thoughts already in my head I leaned in a little closer to introduce myself. He had on the worst caveman outfit ever, but it did allow a glimpse of his shoulders and chest. We chatted comfortably and he felt easy to talk to. In fact I was so into our conversation, I lost track of my hubby! So, I got up and went to find him. Mindful of his earlier admonition I was really trying to clear my head. The firepit was calling and hubby said he’d be there in a few. There were only a couple people around it and I moved in closely. The warmth, smell of burning wood, and the crackling were doing a good job of distracting me.
As I was standing near the fire, I felt something on my elbow as I turned around I saw it was the host husband. He quietly and gently pulled me out of the circle and asked if I would go for a little stroll with him. I of course said yes, it seemed he needed to tell me something important. As we walked away from the fire I almost tripped on a divot in the grass and ironically Batman caught my fall. I realized I had two men now with me and my mind was racing in parallel thoughts. Is it just coincidence or did the guys concoct a plan to get me alone. Being mindful of the setting I didn’t want to get too far ahead in my thoughts but those thoughts were building fast. How does this happen to me? How am I the one in-between these two fucking sexy guys at a vanilla party and all I can think about is…well, naughty thoughts?! Dammit. But if this is what they had in mind they’d found the right girl.
We continued walking away from the crowd and we made our way a few feet down the dock. It was quieter here, but it felt even more exposed. What on earth did they want to tell me? Thank god that they can’t read my mind – they couldn’t read my mind, right? But the intensity between the three of us immediately hit me. The tingle between my legs was undeniable. And I waited for one of them to confirm it all for me.
The two guys looked at each other and then at me. I wasn’t going to say anything. All I could hear was my racing thoughts – and those weren’t helping. They started as they both moved in closer towards me. They made their advances very clear, when the Host Husband leaned in and whispered in my ear. He said, you aren’t leaving tonight until we’ve both had you as long as we want. The statement sent a thrill down my spine. As I looked at them both assessing how serious they were, I bit my lip in excitement and nervousness. My hands first went for their chests. As I felt them each explore my back, shoulders and then my legs. I was sandwiched between them and it felt incredible. I could hear in the distance the music, the people talking, and laughter – but mostly, I heard my own breath and soft moans as I enjoyed every touch. Finally giving in, my hands went to their bulges. While I couldn’t see them they were easy to find.
Five minutes ago I was at the firepit, how natural it now feels to be between these two men caressing and feeling them press against me. I had to have more. The switch was flipped. I needed them. It felt instinctive to get on my knees. And they moved even closer.
Kneeling on the wooden dock planks was uncomfortable, but I barely noticed the feeling as they both flanked me eager to be touched. In the dark of the night we were just shadows and the proximity of our fun was a level of excitement I hadn’t experienced this intently before. We were maybe one hundred feet from the firepit. They both unzipped and I was facing two cocks I could barely see. But as I gripped one, then the other, I knew I was not going to leave unsatisfied.
I began tasting them slowly and stroking the other and switching back and forth. I could sense their breathing starting to become more rapid. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a shed. One of them noticed my distraction and seemed curious. I asked if we could move to a more comfortable spot, nodding at the shed. Unsurprisingly, they said let’s go and they barely pulled their costumes back up to make the short walk.
On the walk over, I grabbed one of them by the cock – he grew even harder, but it unleashed an intensity I wasn’t expecting. As we got to the shed, he pushed me up against the cold hard wood siding, pinning me against it. He leaned into me face to face and kissed me with an aggression I wasn’t anticipating while continuing to press his hard body against mine. He slowed for just a second, I caught my breath and met his eyes and found such a lustful gaze. He stepped back and told me to take my top off. He wanted both of them to witness me undressing for them. Doing as they wanted. I took off the corset, freed by breasts, and the cold air brought my nipples to a level of hardness they hadn’t felt in a long time. I stumbled back through the open door and watched as they took their shirts off too. Rough hands pushed me back to my knees and I was reminded why I was there.
Their demands were clear. They had expectations and I was about to fill them. In a dusty, dirty, dank lake shed – and I didn’t care. I wanted to be used and to have every nerve in my body activated. Hands on my head, not knowing which ones, I continued alternating. They were groaning and moving – thrusting into me while pulling my head in closer. The energy in that shed was electric – there were no thoughts in my head other than what was happening in this moment. Two men, consumed with the thought of taking me. Any way they chose.
The shed was full of tools – and one of the guys noticed a sheet of plywood laid out as a workbench and picked me up and brought me to it and bent me over it. He tugged my skirt down. Leaving it around my ankles. He touched my pussy for the first time and realized how slick and wet and ready I was. With no further warning he was behind me. Pushing my legs apart. Then guiding himself in. I let out a small whimper as I felt every inch of his perfect cock fill me up. Gripping my ass he began pounding me. His thighs smacking into me with each thrust. Reaching to grip anything for leverage he noticed my flailing hands and grabbed them. Pulling my arms behind me he controlled my body. And that is when my mouth got filled. I was being consumed – and fucked so deliciosuly hard. His grunts were audible and his primal lust only made my pussy grow wetter. They knew I was loving every second – I moaned in pleasure and gripped the cock with my pussy in a way he’d never felt before. Batman could only ask if I knew I was going to be such a good slut tonight as he pumped my mouth knowing I’d be unable to answer. I responded by going deeper down his shaft, licking his balls as I did so. He sounded like he was in agony. It was so good. When he said he’d never had his cock sucked so good I moaned louder. Knowing how good he was going to feel fucking me.
I was ready to take charge. I wanted the satisfaction of one, then another, coating my face. I wanted to ride one while the other stood above me ready to glaze my face with his hot cum. I shifted my body to let them know we were changing positions. I grabbed Batman and shoved him to the floor of the shed – as I moved to straddle him, he pressed my groin into his face. He wanted a taste before I rode him. He felt so good as I sank down on him. He grabbed my ass and directed how he wanted me to move. The Host Husband flanked me and I started stroking him, looking up at him, and then opened my mouth. Tasting myself on him got me even more aroused. I felt so empowered. I was taking what I wanted. Riding one, sucking the other, my pussy feeling every movement and nearly shuttering at every pulse. His thrusts were becoming more intense and his hands gripping my hips dug into me. He alternated by spanking my ass. So distinct sounding. I could only imagine everyone at the party could hear and know what was taking place. I didn’t care – I was on the edge of a body shuddering orgasm and in that moment the whole world could have watched.
I felt like I needed one of them to unload on my face to bring me my orgasm. Knowing I’d succeeded in making one of them erupt would be the clincher. I rode him harder and I moaned louder and looked up at the Host Husband with lust filled needy eyes and he lost it – he growled as he painted my face and in turn I crashed into Batman one more time and my whole body rocked in the most intense orgasm I had felt. Warm cum dripping down my face, pussy tightening on his cock as I came, I hoped and knew he wasn’t far behind. He slapped my ass as a way to ask me to get off of him – keeping me on my knees he stood above me stroking himself looking at me covered in cum, knees dirty, and hungrier than ever. I could only cup his balls as I asked him to cum on my face. Again. Needing to give him the release he so desperately wanted. Our eyes had acclimated to the darkness and he could see me clearly – erotic, sexy, vixen kneeling worshiping his cock. Craving a second load of cum. Satisfying two men. My reward. With no warning other than a final grunt I’m painted with a torrent of what has been awaiting me.
With little acknowledgement, they get dressed. Leaving me to find the remains of my outfit in the near dark. We return separately. Somehow mindful of what we’d just done. Wondering if anyone noticed our absence.
Little did I know that the Host Husband had told my hubby of this whole plan and he was just outside the shed the whole time hearing everything. He had a drink waiting for me. My two guys long gone now. Hubby was thoughtful enough to make sure I’d found and put back on my panties. He leaned in to kiss me and told me I was the most amazing Slutty Hotwife.
*I came to the party as a sexy cat – and well, a sexy cat I was!*
This story was written in collaboration with u/shouldertim
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/yb7cyr/the_unlikely_halloween_party_m40f41m35_public