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HALLOWEEN
It was the largest Halloween party I had ever seen, it was a
veritable circus, complete with rides. There was an amazing
assortment of costumes, creatures and horrors all enjoying
themselves, laughing, talking and eating confections. There was
even a bobbing for apples contest in the center.
The whole thing was a charity party and there must have been
two hundred attenders if there was one. It was raucous and
radiant. Cloth horses walked by, both ends consuming food,
Queens, resplendent in their crowns and flowing robes. Kings,
apes, knights, Batmen, Supermen, jesters and more pushed and
pulled their way to rides and food stands.
For three hours I was the only headless horseman. I had
rented this, this THING. It was bizarre and grotesque, black and
grey flowery shirt with ruffles and long sleeves, black pants,
gloves, boots, long sword and lengthy cape. Atop it all was my
bright orange pumpkin head mask. I had even gone so far as to
blacken my face with makeup so that you couldn't see me through
the Jack o' lantern mask.
I was getting ready to leave when THEY caught my eye. They
were a couple, she was dressed as a French Maid, in a very tight
and revealing costume which showed off her ample cleavage and
round, curvaceous hips. But what had first called my attention
to them was her companions costume. To every last detail it was
exactly the same as my own.
Then I let my attention wander to her. She was exquisite.
She was dressed in the costume which was the wet dream of every
teenager, black high heeled stiletto shoes, black fishnet
stockings held up by a pair of very visible garters squeezing her
white, well formed thighs. Short, SHORT skirt flaring slightly
at the hips, a black blouse with a white lace collar which
plunged deeply down her buxom chest, a little strip of black
elastic cloth around her neck like a choker under piles of
luxuriant, curly black hair, topped off with a bright silver
tiara. In one hand she held a feather duster and her pretty face
was slightly obscured by her tiny eye mask, which gave her
anonymity without detracting from her beauty.
She swayed right to one of the game stands, the ring toss
where she forked over a dollar for six rings. While she was
tossing rings, something caught the attention of her headless
horseman. He patted her on the rump (which she didn't seem to
mind) then pointed at a food stand about twenty feet from where I
was standing and she laughed and went back to tossing rings as he
made his way through the crowd.
Her aim was lousy, so she bought more rings and tried again
while her pumpkin headed friend had passed his food stand to tap
the shoulder of another woman who was dressed as a cat who was
standing, watching the dunk/toss. The second woman was startled
but when pumpkin man took his jack o' lantern head off, she
squealed with delight and jumped into his arms for a big, sloppy
kiss. She was quite a looker too. She had breasts twice the
size of the French Maid but I thought cat woman's face wasn't as
pretty as the lovely maid. I guess some guys just go for cup
size. In any case, I saw that the other headless horseman would
be occupied for a while, what with him and cat woman necking,
nuzzling and carrying on behind the food stand. I was on my way
out anyway, I figured that this would be the perfect chance to
plant my hand on the French Maid's pert little behind and cop a
free feel on my way out to the parking lot. If she turned around
all she would assume was that the other jack o' lantern had
slapped her behind, just like before.
After pushing my way through the crowd, and keeping a wary
eye on the other horseman, I stood behind the French Maid and
watched as she threw rings. She always threw short and missed
every time. Well, I figured I'd better move before I lost my
nerve, so as she got ready to toss her last ring I moved up
behind her and gave her butt a firm whack and a quick goose. It
must have been the extra little pinch which did it. She threw
the ring farther than any of the others and it sailed onto the
peg over the big teddy bear. She had won! When she turned
around she saw me in my dark costume and she did the last thing I
would have expected. She jumped into my arms and gave me a big
hug. The booth operator brought the bear over to the French Maid
who squealed with delight and jumped up and down with jubilee.
My eyes were glued to her breasts as they bound and wiggled in an
effort to break free of their rather flimsy bondage. With a
laugh, she grabbed my hand and led me toward the Tunnel of Terror
ride, the nearest ride in the park. It also had the shortest
line, maybe four kids waiting to get on. I cast a glance over my
shoulder at the other horseman who had yet to even notice the
Maid's departure, hell, he and the cat lady were practically
fucking out in the open. I figured he'd be occupied for a while.
I dug a couple of bills out and we got on line for the ride.
It was some kind of converted Tunnel of Love ride where you sat
in an old roller coaster type ride where each set of four seats
was shaped like a little boat, the wheels were under water and
the small waves lapped against the side of your boat which
trundled through a dark warehouse in serpentine fashion, past
spot lighted atrocities like alien monsters from outer space,
vampires with their fangs in the necks of sweet, young lasses,
Werewolves who leapt out at you all accompanied by mechanical
screams in a very dark tunnel. The kids all ran and scattered
through the seats of the ride. I started for the front seat,
heck there were only four kids on the ride, all loosely gathered
near the center of the ride, when my little maid pulled me toward
the rear of the ride. As a matter of fact she led me to the last
seat of the ride. For a moment I was stupidly disappointed, I
liked sitting in the front seat of rides. I wasn't disappointed
for long!
Teddy got placed in the seat right in front of us and we sat
in the very last spot. The creaky ride lurched forward into the
dark of the warehouse. When the light from the entrance was lost
and the mechanical screaming began, the little French Maid leaned
forward, took my gloved hand and placed it firmly on her supple
behind. What an ass! It was firm and round. I squeezed and
pinched and she loved it. She wiggled her butt back and forth
and pulled up what little skirt she was wearing to reveal her
white silk bikini panties in the feeble, sporadic light.
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It was
a weird sensation to be feeling this nice, fleshy butt with a
gloved hand.
Frankenstein's monster lurched in a spotlight, eliciting
screams of spurious dread from the children ahead of us.
The French Maid stood momentarily to swing over and place
her derriere on my lap. Facing away from me, she wiggled her ass
on my thighs. I was getting hard already but this almost made me
blow a load in my shorts. I started tracing the outlines of her
hips with both hands, I slipped a finger into her panties and
traced the outline of the elastic around her posterior.
Frankenstein's monster passed by, an feeble illusion.
The French Maid was the opposite, she was potent and very
substantial! She bounced playfully up and down on my lap while I
started feeling her curves. My gloved hands felt the flare of
her pelvic bones, the thin suppleness of her waist, her soft,
curving belly and the firm, rounded mound between her legs. She
stopped bouncing on me as I fondled her sex, and she began to
slowly sway her hips. Her hands pressed mine into the juncture
of her legs and as the children screamed at the wolf man as he
jumped up from behind a rock the French Maid moaned.
I couldn't stand it any more. I took off my gloves and let
them drop to the floor of the small cart. Then with my bare
hands I lifted the small skirt of the maid's costume and felt the
warm flesh of her stomach, the smooth silk of her panties and
through the silk, the rough coils of coarse hair below. She
moaned again and I knew I would have to have her, right there and
right then.
I sent my prying fingers through the restrictive elastic of
her sheer panties, to brush her fleecy pubic hair and find the
slit of her cunt. It was damp. This ride wouldn't last forever
so I pressed on and in. Her cunt lips parted, my finger
breaching her soft portal, and my finger was in silken heaven.
Her little box was hot and steamy as my finger probed around,
seeking feminine treasures. Her hands pressed down on mine,
trying to force my finger to go farther. I wiggled my finger
back and forth, grazing her swollen clitoris. She was moaning
louder as she moved her head back, her eyes were shut and she was
reeling!
I'd had my fill of finger fucking, this little tramp was on
fire and I wanted a piece of her ass! I pulled my fingers out of
her trap and grabbed her little panties and pulled them across
her thighs to her knees. She finished the motion by pulling them
down the rest of her smooth legs and dropped them on the floor by
my gloves. I pulled her off my lap and turned her around so that
she could see what I was doing. I unzipped my fly and pulled out
my lust filled cock. French Maid bent forward, grasped my cock
by the base and began to suck me off. Those full, whore red lips
encircled the tip and slid their way down my shaft. She only
sucked the top but it was enough to send me into bliss. She
lapped around the head with quick, darting little licks. Enough,
more of this and I'd lose control, of course I was getting more
than my money's worth on this ride already but I wanted to go for
the jackpot. I stood her up and slid a little lower in my seat,
she straddled my legs and lowered herself onto my lusting pole.
She was warm and wet! Her hot box slid with little
resistance down the length of my swollen cock. I grabbed her
waist and forced her up and down my cock. Here I was, using a
beautiful woman I had never seen before, who thought I was
someone else and I was using her as a fuck toy!
The kids were still screaming at stupid fright displays but
that was alright, their screams mixed with the Maid's groans.
Soon she was bobbing up and down by herself, her arms braced on
the bar in front of the seat, kneeling on the seat with me
between her legs, riding my prick like a obscene pogo stick. She
was occupied with her exertion and the feeling of my cock
tunneling in and out of her wet hole and although I was just as
transfixed, my arms were free, so I grabbed her inviting tits, my
thumbs brushing the exposed skin of her cleavage as the remainder
of my hands probed those two lovely globes through her tight
blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra and through the material I
could feel her rock hard little nipples pushing their way out.
Slowly I pushed her boobs together and up while pulling down on
the blouse to pop those melons free.
They were glorious! Beautiful round little tits, areolas
contracted against little pebble hard nipples, centered in
exquisite, swollen, heaving flesh! I pinched her nipples and
traced the curves of her tits with my bare fingers while I pumped
my tool up her cooze. For the first time I was cursing the big
pumpkin head mask because I wanted nothing more than to lick and
suck on those perfect titties! I kept concentrating on those
tits until I heard her grunting and felt the delicious little
ripples from her vagina around my cock which meant that she had
cum, then I pulled her off of my cock, turned her around, moved
my prick into her cunt from behind and then reached around her
midsection, under her arms to grab those tits. I grabbed and
squeezed, milking her tits like a cow and pumped her the rear,
like a dog.
The kids were screaming at Dracula as he bolted up from his
coffin and I was screaming as I came into this divine stranger.
I pulled out, tucked myself in and pulled on my gloves not a
moment too soon. The Maid was stepping back into her panties and
jostling her tits back into her tight fitting blouse as the ride
ground out of the black tunnel and into the light from the
outside. Another minute and we'd have been banging in public!
We got out and I pointed the maid at the food stand where
the otherwise occupied jack o' lantern was hiding behind, I could
still see his mask, he hadn't gone anywhere. I slapped her on
the ass and pointed with my finger, an obvious command. She took
her teddy bear and started to walk over and when her back was
turned I moved like greased lightning for the cover of the exit.
I think I heard a howl from the direction where jack o' lantern
number two was petting his cat, but I wasn't sure if it was a
scream of outrage, realization or someone's nuts being cut off.
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