A Halloween Tale

“So, what do you think?”, Stella asked her husband Steve.  “I think it went pretty well for our first Halloween venture.”  “I do too.  It seems the kids as well as their parents enjoyed themselves.  The nice thing is, we don’t even have to worry about the clean up.  The committee will take care of that in the morning.  You know, Halloween is my favorite holiday, and you promised that we could go out and celebrate tonight if we got done early enough.  Well, it is only 9:15; let’s go put on our costumes and go to that party at the Cavalier you were talking about.”

“You bet”, Steve jumped at the chance. They had been cooped up on that farm for 2 and a half weeks and they needed to blow some steam off with a night on the town.  Each of them agreed to find a costume just in case this opportunity arose.  Steve had seen in the paper that the Cavalier was having a costume ball with prizes being awarded to people who dressed up the best, including ‘the sexiest costume’ prize.

The tall, good-looking couple raced back to their house to get cleaned up and to change.  About 10:30 Stella announced that she was ready.  When Steve saw his wife in her costume, his mouth fell open.  In fact, the only thing that kept his jaw from hitting the ground was the growing bulge in his pants.  She had on her black go-go boots below a black skintight mini-dress that plunged in the neckline so low as to barely cover her nipples.  The back of the dress also was cut extremely low, exposing the top half of her ass cheeks.    The upper portion of her ass crack would have been exposed if it weren’t for the black thong she was wearing.  Topping off her “costume” was the only real costume part.  She had donned a plastic, very realistic face mask that was typical witch- hag fashion, complete with a big wart and bloodshot eyes. “Great costume baby”, Steve exclaimed.  “I thought you’d get boner with this one.  By the way, just what the hell are you?” she asked.  “Can’t you tell?  I’m a grasshopper.”  Steve had gone to a second hand athletic store and bought a used catcher’s chest protector and shin guards, and some football shoulder pads and padded pants.  He tore off the top layer of the shoulder pads and attached some giant legs made out of paper machete and conduit.  All of this was spray-painted various shades of green and light yellow, accentuating the horizontal padding of the chest protector to give that segmented look.  He used green camo grease paint from his hunting pack to color his face.  The football pants were very tight and accentuated the crotch area very nicely, she thought approvingly.  The couple were so well disguised that it would be very hard for anyone to recognize them.

It was 11:30 by the time they got to the Cavalier and the club was stating to pack up by then.  They had to park well back in the rear, and as they walked closer they could hear the pulsing music booming inside.  “Hold on to me, Bugman,” she said as they entered the door.  He squeezed her hand tightly as he led her to he bar.  “What’ll ya have”? the bartender asked as he stared at Stella’s chest.  “Your best tequila, Budweiser and a Slippery Nipple for the big-titted witch here.”  “Go ahead and get me two, since they are so busy”.  “Two nipples here please”, Steve shouted to the barkeep.  As the drinks were being made, the bartender blatantly stared at the witch’s braless chest. Several other patrons were busy checking out the leggy vixen hanging on the arm of the Bug. By the time the drinks arrived, her nipples were rock hard from the attention.

“Honey, my outfit seems to be a big hit with the boys” she yelled in his ear.  They meandered through the crowd enjoying the music, the costumes, and each other’s company for awhile and then settled at a tall table with 4 stools recently vacated.  Steve had to turn the stool around to keep from crushing his ‘jumping legs’ that were attached to the shoulder pads.  As he was settling in, Stella said,” I’m going to get us more drinks. Do you want the same thing?”  He nodded his head yes and as she walked toward the bar Steve scanned the crowd, enjoying the revelry.

As Stella approached the bar a short, chesty girl wearing a cleavage-exposing short white nurse’s outfit complete with the hat and the Nurse Betty name tag touched her on the arm.  “Excuse me?” she asked.  ”I am afraid I need your help.”  “Yes?”, the witch enquired.  “Well, 1st let me say I just love your costume! You look like you bolted Broom Hilda’s head onto the body of a goddess!”  “Thanks, I think”.  “Well, here’s my problem.  I lost a bet with these guys over here next to the bar and now I have to pay up.  The bet was that the grim reaper and the barbarian couldn’t each chug a pitcher of beer.  If I won they would buy drinks for my husband and me for the rest of the night”.  Stella looked over at the two men who were looking at her and nurse Betty and smiling. “ That was a stupid bet, she said. “ Didn’t you think those men could chug a pitcher easy?”  Yeah, well, I know ‘em and we’d been hanging around them all evening and I have watched them chug about 6 pitcher each!  I thought there was no way they could do one more! These guys are normally lightweights!  I mean 6 big pitchers!”

“So, what’s that got to do with me?” Stella said as she appraised the Doctor standing next to the Grim Reaper. “ Well, If I lost had to show them my tits for 5 seconds, but also I had to talked whoever they chose here to flash her tits at the same time.  When you walked in the door they immediately chose you.”  Stella glanced back a her husband who was busy watching a pair of Dominos rubbing up against each other on the dance floor.  She knew he would never disapprove of her flashing her chest in public, so she turned back to Nurse Betty and said, “If I do this what is in it for me? “  “What do you want?”  “I want you and your husband to buy me and my husband all of our drinks for the rest of the night.”  “Alright,” Betty said, “it’s a deal. “

Stella let Nurse Betty lead her over to the table where the boys were.   Betty explained the deal to the Doctor, which turned out to be her husband and he agreed.  So, on the count of three Betty and Stella freed their breasts at same time to roaring approval from a crowd of about 12 guys that had gathered around the two girls.  Afterwards, The Doctor, Nurse Betty and Stella grabbed a handful of drinks and headed back to the Bugster.  When Steve heard that he had missed the big show he howled with despair.  The girls agreed that they would treat him later so he wouldn’t feel left out.

Soon the contests started.  The guys went 1st, and Grasshopper Steve got 3rd place with his outfit.  The highlight of the night was when the ladies paraded on stage in their costumes.  Stella got second, it seem that the sexy witch was very popular with the crowd.  Afterwards, the 2 couples left the bar to head out to the truck so Steve could get his ‘treat’.  They girls sat on the tailgate and let him take a half a dozen photos, posing seductively for the camera.  The doctor and nurse said ,”thanks for the fun” and walked away.  Steve came around to the side of the truck that Stella was leaning over and as he nuzzled her ear said,” it sure is dark out here.” “ It sure is,” she murmured back.  She flinched involuntarily as he sank his teeth into the nape of her neck.  She could feel his hands roaming her body as he pressed up behind her, and she parted her legs as he ran his hand under her dress, feeling up her ass.  Hey, where’s your thong?”  “I gave it to the good Doctor to remember us by, after all he did spend about eighty bucks on us tonight.  I thought he might like a little memento of the evening.”  Steve was overcome with lust for his wife at the thought of her being so brazen, and she realized that while he was nuzzling her neck he had untied his pants, and as he pushed his manhood into her moist nether region she reached down with her free hand to spread her lips wide to make the entrance a little easier. “Oohhh,” she sighed as he glided his hardness up in her.  She swiveled her ass higher forcing his cock to press closer to her clit, and as their momentum picked up she arched her back up, reveling in the sensation of his balls slapping her pussy during the maximum penetration.  The excessive alcohol increased his staying power and he plunged his dick in her recklessly until her orgasm made her legs shake and quiver.  He held her up and continued to pummel her pussy until he had spent himself completely.  They stood there breathing heavily, Steve still buried balls deep in Stella when they heard clapping not far to one side.

It seemed their two new friends had not wandered far and were in fact enjoying the show only 2 cars down.  The two lovers were too exhausted to care who saw them at that point.  “What do we do now”, Stella asked her husband.  “I dunno. Hey, what say we go to the Waffle House, Y’all?”

The End

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