The Halloween Adventure. [FM] [Long]

I have had a lot of sexual adventure over the last 10 years, and would like to get them out there. These stories are in no particular order or time-frame, and are just there for me to get out there and maybe others to enjoy.

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This one is a bit long so I apologize in advance.

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I never actually caught this girls name, so we’re going to call her Katy. You’ll know why when you hear it. I met Katy at a friends Halloween party last year at a party on a lower floor in my condo building.

Katy was already at the party when I arrived fashionably late, already mingling and socializing. I still don’t know who Katy knew, but there was enough people there from enough social circles that it could be anyone’s guess. By the time I arrived Katy was already there, dancing away to the monster mash, or whatever tacky Halloween music was playing. She immediately caught my eye from the moment I walked into the apartment, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her the entire time. I wasn’t really sure what her costume was supposed to be, but I liked it. Katy stood at a fierce 5’9 and was wearing a blue wig that come down to just below her jaw line, a white tank top that she clearly wasn’t wearing a bar with as was evident by the tease of her nipples on her perky C-Cup tits, a ruffly red skirt, blue pantyhose, and bright red heels.

I had put far less effort into my costume and had just grabbed a pair of scubs out of my closet threw a stethoscope around my neck. I was never that great at planning my costumes. I went and did my rounds, spoke to all the friends I recognized and some I didn’t, and got a few drinks in me to work up the courage to get closer to Katy.

I edge my way closer, using people I knew to bound my way closer. But before I get a chance to figure out my plan of attack, Katy throws a wrench in my plan. I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn to find Katy, and more distractedly her tits on the verge of visibility, standing in front of me.

“Who are you supposed to be?”, she blurts out.

“An under paid surgical resident with crippling student debt. You?”, I replied.

“Katy”, she says matter of factly.

“You can’t show up to a Halloween party as yourself, it’s actually illegal in 12 states”, I reply with equal confidence.

“Katy Perry, asshole!”, she says while poking me in the chest. It’s hard to maintain key contact, watching her perfect tits bounce as she jabs me. It makes sense now, the outfit. I would have never of guessed it, but it’s hot enough.

It’s a good start, and we keep the momentum going. We move to a secluded part of the condo to talk more. We swap stories of travels, adventures, embarrassments. We’re edging closer to each other, yet still don’t actually know each others name. The conversation takes a turn at the subject of music, when I mention that I just had a sound system installed in my condo a few floors up but haven’t tested it out yet. Katy demands that we go carry out it’s maiden voyage, and I’m more than happy to agree to getting a bit more private.

We don’t bother telling anyone we’re leaving, and we slip out the door unnoticed. Her heels are clicking on the floor as we move towards the elevator. A push of a button and a bing later and we’re in the elevator. A resident of the building is in the elevator and looks annoyed that we mad him stop. Katy and I move into the elevator and stand behind him at the back of the elevator, my back to the fall and Katy standing and a couple inches away from me. The doors close and I feel her fingers running the length of my hand and she has pure mayhem in her eyes. There’s a small bump and the elevator starts it’s way up. I follow her physical lead and grab her by her hip and pull her in closer, but Katy makes it clear that she’s the one in charge. Her right hand moved the top of my scrubs up an inch, enough for her hand to get in contact with some skin, and then rotates down and under the scrub pants. Now I know Katy is going in for the kill, as she’s gone straight under my boxers, and has commanded a firm grip on my cock. It’s so unexpected that it takes a second to register in my brain, but my cock is already a mile ahead of my brain and has already started to swell. Katy is staring pure fire into my eyes and Im pretty sure I blushed. It’s a short elevator ride, but enough time for her to get a few twists of the wrist in, stroking my cock. Her nipples are hard a nice and practically cutting through her shirt.

I hope that our passenger will get out first, but unfortunately our stop arrives first.

“Fourteenth Floor”, the elevator announces it’s cue for Katy to relinquish my cock momentarily. I’m not fully hard, but it’s also not subtly. I grab Katy by the hand and lead her out of the elevator, making sure our grumpy passenger doesn’t see handy work. We get to my door, and I furiously dig through my keys to open the door. After a second I succeed and we’re in.

I shut the door, grab Katy by the ribs and push her against the door. She let’s go of control for a moment, the lunges in for the kiss. It’s strawberry lip gloss, and it makes her lips all the more sweeter. Katy isn’t shy, and she’s already kissing deep. Her hand on my pants, grabbing my cock once me. My hand firmly on her perfect, full tits. Feeling her nipple push into the palm of my hand through her shirt. I go to untuck her shirt from her skirt, but now she’s back in control. She stops me, slowly pushes me back with a finger and says, “Sound System?”.

I point, and she’s off. Her heels clicking on the floor once more, no doubt annoying the hell out of my neighbors below. She gets to the wall and digs into her purse, pulling out her iPhone. The sound system is already one (I lied about not using it yet), and she plus her phone into the aux. I her a bit of tapping and I her something start to play. She turns around and points to the couch beside me.

“Sit”, she demands. And I follow her orders.

I can hear now that she’s picked. E.T., by Katy Perry. I can’t help but laugh, but the laughter only lasts a second before I’m at a loss for words.

Katy is now slowly walking to towards me. Shifting and flowing with the music. Dancing her way towards me. I know better than to move. I know where this is going. She stops about 2 feet away from me, and the music is taking over. She closes her eyes and starts to sway, reaching down and untucking her white tank up from her skirt. Pulling it up to reveal a lightly toned core, and the hint of a six pack. Before the shirt comes off she drops it, and reaches up to grab her tits. Squeezing them hard and exhaling as she dances. And with lightning speed, in the blink of an eye, she pulls the tank up up over her head. The force of the movement is enough to make those perfect, perky tits bounce a few times. Her nipples are tiny but hard, and those tits are staying perfectly perky. She grabs the once more before sliding her hands down to her hips, one thumb on the inside of each side.

She starts to pull the skirt down an inch and then spins away, so her back is to me now. She’s leaning away from me, pushing her ass out towards me as she starts pulling her skirt down. I can’t help myself and let out an audible “Fuck” as the skirt drops down to her heels, revealing Katy’s secret. The secret that she handn’t worn any panties to the party. I can’t even try to hid how cock is, staring at her perfect innie pussy. Even in the lower light I can see how incredibly soft and smooth it is. It takes a moment to register that Katy isn’t wearing pantyhose, but stay-up neon blue stockings.

E.T. is over, and Dark Horse starts to play. I’m sensing a theme.

Katy turns around and there she stands. Wearing nothing but a short blue wig, blue stockings, and red pump heels. She takes a step closer, gets down on all four and crawls up to me. My cock physically hurts its so hard and constricted in my scrubs. She’s now right up in my lap and says, “No touching”. Once more I know better than to fight is. Her hands come up, and she plus down by light blue scrubs, taking my boxers with them. The force at which my cock flies out takes her back for only a moment, before pulling my pants right off.

My dying for her to make her move, but she just sits there for a moment. Sizing my cock up. And then finally she leans in. Her tongue is gliding up the bottom of my shaft, slowly and sloppily leaving her trail. She gets to the top and works her way back down the side, and down to my balls. I was expecting (and praying) for some action tonight, so I had spent the previous day grooming and shaving. Katy gently gives my balls a playful lick, and then opens side and fits both ball in her mouth. Gently, and almost lovingly, slowly sucking and rolling them in her mouth, staring up at me with her big hazel eyes. She keeps this up for only a moment before surrendering them from her mouth, and moving up to the head of my cock. With no hesitation Katy aggressively spits on it, and wraps both hands around hit. Twisting and stroking, looking at not me now but my cock, biting her lip. Before I know it my cock has disappeared down her throat. Once more going straight in for the kill. Straight into a deep throat.

I’ve stop trying to contain my moaning and just let it out. It feels so fucking good, and every few moments Katy gags, comes up for air leaving a thick train of spit, catching her breath and going back in. I reach up and touch her blue wig but the immediately slaps it away. With my cock in her mouth I hear a mumbled “nuu-uh” and she continues to throat fuck my cock.

This goes on and I can’t even remember what songs came after Dark Horse. She finally comes up off my cock, and I’m astonished how much spit shes managed to get on it. She grabs my cock with one hand her other disappears down to her pussy. It’s time for me to take control.

I stand up, and pull her up too. Spinning her around and tossing her on the couch. It’s my turn to use my mouth. But there’s not time to explore, and my tongue finds it’s target immediately. Her perfectly little innie pussy is beyond smooth. Not a flaw to be found. My tongue glides up and down the slit of her pussy, my spit mixing with the leaking grool of that smooth, soft pussy. I roll and sway my tongue, and finally slide my two fingers in. With my tongue working her clit, my fingers start their magic, pulling back and forth in her pussy, stretching her in all the right ways.

I don’t stop until she cums. And she cums hard. Body shaking, swearing and screaming, her pussy clamping down on my fingers.

She lays there a moment, and she shouts out, “Wanna see a trick?”

I agree, and she springs up and clicks her heels over to her bag. Out comes a condom. I like this trick already. She walks back to me, and gets down on her knees.

“Check this out.” she says.

Katy opens the condom, flips it around and puts it on her lips. She carefully lines up her mouth, gently guides the tip of me cock into the opening of the condom. Katy them uses her mouth and throat to slide the condom all the way down the shaft of my cock, something I’d never seen or heard of before.

“Tada!” she triumphantly shouts out! “Now fuck me” she says with utterly seriously.

I grab Katy by the wrist and half guide, half throw her towards the couch. She get up with both knees on the cough, arms on the back and legs together, presenting that perfectly symmetrical pussy for the taking. I can see what is either grool or the spit from her fingers starting to drip out.

And I take what’s mine. Her lips spread as my cock slides in, guided in by how dripping wet she is. I push my cock all the way in, unsure initially if she’ll be able to take it all, but she’s a good girl and she does. We she lets out a gasp, and I try to stifle my grunting surprise at how tight she is. I stay there for a second, appreciating that within a few hours I went from meeting this girl to sliding my cock as deep in her as it would go.

I pull back slowly and watch her lips grip by cock tightly (shout out to [r/LipsThatGrip](https://www.reddit.com/r/LipsThatGrip)). I thrust in deep slowly and pull out slowly a few times, just to get Katy properly stretched out. But before I can pick up my rhythm she says “Just fuck me already”.

All bets are off. I grab her by her ribs and push her into the back of the couch. I don’t hold back. I start fucking her. **HARD.** She’s now grunting hard, not even trying to hide her pleasure. Her pussy feels so tight with her legs together, ontop of her already iron grip. I look down and see the grool pooling up on the base of my condom.

I don’t let up. I fuck her as hard as I can. I couch is moving with her thrust.

“Fuck fuck **FUCK**!” Katy screams out, clearly not caring who hears. Finally she relents and reaches back, pushing up against my chest gently with her fingers. The international sign for surrendering. I slow down, my cock gliding in and out of Katy’s soaked pussy. Finally coming to a stop.

“Where’s the bed?”, she asks, slightly out of breath. I point, and slide my dripping wet cock out of her pussy. Goddamn this condom! I dying for the full experience. We walk to the bedroom, her heels still clicking. I’m happy she kept them on, as I fucking love heels.

We get into the bedroom and the casually lays herself on the bed, on her side with one leg drawn up to her chest. She’s trying her hardest to give a “Come fuck me” look, but the blue wig is too distracting! I grab her by her ankles and drag her to the edge of the bed, and she lets out a quick giggle.

I grab each of stocking clad ankle and pull her legs apart. I get to witness her tight lips slowly peel apart as her legs move in different direction. I move my cock towards her pussy and she reaches down, guiding me inside her. I thrust deep up slow, making sure she feels every inch of me. In and out. Watching her lips gripping tightly on my cock. The temptation to just rip the condom off is immense, but I know that’s not right. I start to fuck Katy hard. Not fast, but hard, deep, methodical strokes.

She reaches down and starts rubbing her clit and I can feel how instantly wetter she’s gotten, it’s incredible. I pick up the pace, still fucking her hard and deep, only a little faster. I can’t help but let go of her legs and reach up for those bouncing tits. I firmly grab them with my hands and make sure she knows I own them in this moment. She keeps her legs up and is starting to gasp.

“Don’t fucking stop” she tells me. I keep my rhythm and keep fucking her hard. When I start to feel her pussy tighten up suddenly, I gently twist her nipples with my fingers.

“*FUCK**” she screams out. And suddenly this has turn from an anonymous fuck to a rodeo. Katy is thrashing and vibrating, desperately trying to thrust her hips at me. This goes on for a moment before she calms down. I slow my pace slighty but don’t stop. Im getting close.

“Cum on my face”, she says, barely more than a whisper she’s so breathless. But that all the motivation I need. I give her another two or three hard thrusts and pull out, desperately ripping off that fucking condom.

A breathless, sweaty, and flushed Katy slides down off the bed and onto her knees, waiting for my cum. She doesn’t have to wait long, and I absolutely explode all over her face. A massive load of cum spills out of my cock and paints her beautiful pace. Katy doesn’t shy away from it. She closes her eyes, grabs onto my thighs, and smiles for me, letting out little (obviously fake) moans. I cum for what seems like hours, and when it’s finally done Katy is soaked.

I’ve covered her face, gotten it all over her wig, it’s dripping down her chest and her perfect tits. I let out a long sigh and she laughs, little spurts of cum coming out of her lips.

I hand her a towel and grab another to help wipe her off. We collapse on the bed, our bodies sweaty and panting. She’s taken off the stockings and heels but keeps the wig on.

“Quick nap before heading back to the party?” I ask.

“Agreed”, she cheekily replies.

I lay on my back, one arm under her and she’s resting her head and wig on my chest. It doesn’t take long before I fall pass out.

I wake up about three hours later, and Katy has vanished. Her clothes gone, but evidence of our sporadic passion still there from the opened condom wrapped and condom she so kindly placed in the bathroom garbage can. I get dressed and head downstairs to the party, but it’s almost wrapped up. And worse, no sign of Katy, and nobody is really sure who she originally came with. The friend who hosted is also unaware of who she knew.

So if you’re out there Katy (and whatever your real name was), thanks for one hell of a Halloween fuck.

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Comments and PM’s welcome.

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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9lf5ft/the_halloween_adventure_fm_long