Hello gonewildstories, I hope your Halloween was as good as mine! [mf] | 2016

I'm sorry if this is all over the place but this all happened recently and I'm still processing it. Last night on Halloween my friend Steve from college threw a Halloween party and me and my boyfriend were invited. Steve graduated last year and he's now in med school in another city many hours away. None of our college friends could make it (it's too far away) but BF and I thought it'd be fun. We both left work early and got on the road to get there in time for the party.

We got there late and the party was already well under way. Steve shares an apartment with two roommates. It's a big place, but there were LOTS of people there so the place was PACKED. It was also very dark. The only lights were those Christmas lights that people use to decorate their houses during the holidays, but orange and red and white so it felt dark and Halloweeny.

Steve is a very cool guy. Very laid back. Not the med student type at all. For eg, he hasn't bought any clothes other than thrift shop clothes in all the time I've known him. He's very much a me casa is your casa type and our plan was to sleep at his place that night. That way we didn't have to worry about finding a hotel, or drinking and driving, or any of that. We could just let loose and enjoy ourselves.

My costume was a black cloak and a carnival mask. The cloak had a long velcro strip at the front so I could close it from bottom to top. Only my naked legs were visible from the knees down, and I let it hang open at the top to show lots of cleavage. When people asked me what I was dressed as I asked them if they'd seen Eyes Wide Shut. If they had, the guys in particular would ask me if I was wearing anything under that cloak. I would rip the velcro open to reveal... my sexy little black dress underneath! I thought that was pretty funny.

I wasn't the only one wearing a sexy costume, but most people wore pretty standard stuff. Clown wigs and cowboy hats and things like that. I saw one girl in a tight Poison Ivy costume (camel toe!), and a couple of others had short shorts on, but that was about it. The person with the sexiest costume was a guy. I'll call him Toga-Man because he wore a toga (duh!). Or rather, he wore a white sheet with a belt at the waist and no shirt underneath. He had the body to pull it off so I'm sure he knew he didn't need a fancy costume. This was just an excuse for him to show off.

My costume though got me lots of attention. The place was so packed you really had to squeeze your way through to get anywhere. I didn't know anyone there beside Steve and his girlfriend, but I quickly made some friends. Guys were more than happy to stay close!

BF too was very much into my costume. We went our separate ways for a while, but he kept coming back to find me. He'd put his hands on my hips and press me against his crotch. Eventually he couldn't wait anymore. He took me to the bathroom and we started making out.

He was teasing with me his tongue and his hands were all over my body. He had me turn toward the sink and he stood behind me. First he took off my cloak. Then he lifted my dress up above my hips and pulled my panties down. He pushed two fingers inside me and started finger fucking me while kissing my bum. I loved it. All the attention I was getting from the guys had gotten me very turned on. I tried to turn around to pull his pants down but he wouldn't let me. He said he wanted to wait until later for that. Instead he insisted on finger fucking me while I faced the vanity mirror. I spread my legs to give him more room and braced myself against the sink. Soon my knees were buckling from his fingers in my pussy.

He pulled my dress over my head and took off my bra. He squeezed and pinched my nipples, and with his fingers still in my pussy, it wasn't long before I felt my first orgasm of the night coming. He took his fingers out and used his thumb to stimulate my g-spot, and basically grabbed my pussy with his fingers over my clit. He rubbed my clit until I finally went over the edge and I shuddered blissfully as I came..

When I tried to put on my clothes again he insisted that I wear only my cloak and my mask. Knowing that I would be naked under the cloak was really turning him on. At first I wasn't sure but then I agreed. The velcro could hold the cloak closed and nobody would know that I no longer had anything underneath. BF bundled up my clothes and we went back to the party.

Walking back in there in that dense crowd covered only in thin velvet was a huge thrill. I was already barefoot before, but now every step sent a shiver from the sole of my feet all the way up my leg. We had to squeeze our way through the crowd, and every time something touched me I jumped, thinking someone had clued in to what was going on. At some point some guy's plastic sword accidently poked me between the legs. He barely noticed but I had to stop myself from gasping openly.

BF and I stayed together a while, but then I wanted to dance and he's never been much of a dancer. The living room had been turned into a dance floor, with the sofas pushed against the walls to clear the space in the middle. There were fewer lights there, and loud music, and it felt almost intimate even though it was still super crowded.

I started dancing on my own. It was very hot in there because of the crowd and before long I was working up a sweat. Perspiration was pooling between my breasts and I could feel it run down to my stomach..

Toga-Man was there dancing too. He danced toward me and we started dancing together. It wasn't a dirty dance, he was just acting a little flirty at first, but at some point he did put a hand on my hip. I think he might have realized then that I wasn't wearing anything under my cloak, but I'm not sure. The music was so loud he had to lean in very close to talk to me. He was funny, and he said something about how the two of us had to stick together, like we had to watch each other's back, because we were both wearing only a couple of bedsheets. The thought that maybe he was aware of how exposed I was was definitely turning me on.

He offered to go get me another drink but I said I would go with him. The kitchen was almost quiet in comparison to the living room even though it was packed there also. But at least in the kitchen it was possible to have an actual conversation. He was cute, and charming, and he had to stand so close to me I could really see his great body under the sheet. And he made me laugh, which is always a good way to get me interested......

I wouldn't have dated him, but he had something about him that's for sure... I wouldn't have dated him because unlike Steve, he was very much the med student type. That's one of my rules: no lawyers and no doctors. Sorry guys, but these types always seem to take themselves a bit too seriously. He was both, so this was a double no-no: the son of a rich lawyer and now a med student. He was good looking and funny and charming... and he clearly knew it! But still, it was nice that he chose to spend his evening with me when he could have had his pick of any girl at the party.

At some point Steve and Sarah (Steve's girlfriend) came to say hi, and I found out that apparently Steve and Toga-Man are now BFFs even though they've only met a couple of months ago. And Sarah told me she liked him too... His costume was essentially falling off of his shoulders by that point, so before we went back to the living room I helped him tuck the sheet inside his belt a bit more...

BF was chatting up some other girls when we passed him by on our way to the dance floor. (BF chatting up girls is nothing new. He's also very charming. He had me the moment I saw him. And that night he wore a dark suit and a white mask that covered the top half of his face, Phantom of the Opera style, and he looked great. But even though he likes to chat, he always know not to be too flirty. I never once had to worry about it.)

Now that Toga-Man and me were on such good term, he got friskier on the dance floor. It didn't take long for his hands to find my hips again. From my hips, they slowly moved to my ass. He rubbed my ass gently as we danced. The velvet rubbing against my skin was driving me wild. He kept leaning toward me to yell something in my ear. and his bare chest was inches away from me. He smelled of cologne mixed with sweat and alcohol... He smelled very good, very manly. And when he leaned in his hands would always be on my ass...

I kept dancing. Turning around with my arms raised high and moving my hips to give him a good look. He was obviously turned on, the way he was staring at me... And that was turning me on too! I could feel the wetness between my legs, and it wasn't just sweat from dancing! My pussy still tingled from the orgasm I had earlier...

BF came in and found a spot in an armchair in a corner. He watched me dance for a while. It made me more self-conscious, but in a good, sexy way. I still flirted with Toga-Man and he didn't seem to realize that my boyfriend was right there, so his hands were still all over me. I kept stealing glances toward BF, but he just sat there sitting squarely with his mask on and I couldn't read the expression on his face.

Eventually he called me over to him. I said bye to Toga-Man and sat on BF's lap while Toga-Man kept dancing. BF asked me who this guy was and I told him. He asked me if I was attracted to him and I said yes. I was more attracted to BF, but Toga-Man was also very attractive. He assured me that was ok. He asked me if I wanted to keep dancing with Toga-Man. I said yes and that he could stay there and watch me if he wanted to keep an eye on me. Then he asked if I wanted to fuck him...

I didn't know what to answer... Yes, (yes! yes! yes!) is what my body wanted to say... I could picture his bare chest against me, and the scent of his cologne... But my mind... I'm not that kind of girl (honestly!). Or at least I didn't use to be... I never did anything remotely like that. I've never had sex with a stranger, never had a one-night stand and I never, ever cheated on anyone. That's not the kind of behaviour I'm comfortable with.... usually.

I think BF could tell what I was thinking even though I still wasn't saying a word. He reached for the bottom of my cloak. Toga-Man had found another girl to dance with, but he kept looking over at me as much as he looked at her. He saw BF raise the cloak up above my knees. Toga-Man saw him start to rip the velcro open at the bottom...

Nobody else was looking at us. The place was packed but they were all busy with their own dates. The room was dark, with only a few of those Holiday lights scattered on the far wall of the living room. Toga-Man was the only one to notice us sitting there in the dark corner...

BF ripped the velcro open slowly. I put a hand on his but I didn't do anything else to stop him. The cloak opened and parted until the velcro was undone up to my bellybutton. Toga-Man barely looked at his dance partner anymore. His eyes were focused on the bare skin between my legs. BF put his hands on my knees and pushed them apart slowly until it was clear to anyone looking that nothing covered my bare pussy... Then he told me to go back on the dance floor!

I stuck the velcro back together with one hand as best I could. The other girl left and I was alone with Toga-Man again. He leaned in to talk to me. His hands went straight to my back and my ass. He pressed me against him. He asked who that tall guy was, sitting in the corner.

I explained the situation as best I could with the loud music blaring all around us. I'm not sure how much he understood but that much he got: his hands went up my body until his thumbs found my nipples. They were hard and tender, and I couldn't help but shiver. That closed the deal.

We danced for a while longer. Our bodies were now pressed against one another. I could feel his legs and his hips, and there was no denying that bulge under the sheet. Soon we were out of the living room to find someplace more quiet.

Next to the kitchen was a small hallway that led to the fire escape at the back of the apartment. It also served as the laundry room and there were a washer and dryer on one side and baskets of laundry on the other. There were no lights so it was dark, and a bead curtain gave some privacy from the crowd in the kitchen.

I leaned back against the washing machine and we kissed. He was a great kisser. Passionate and rough with his mouth, but soft with his hands. His hands were all over my body. He tried to open up my cloak, but I stopped him by taking his hands into mine and placing them on my ass again..

We kissed a long time and I got more and more turned on. My pussy was on fire and just begging me to finally let him fuck me. I kept holding on, thinking that maybe kissing would be enough to satisfy me, but clearly it wasn't. It just made me more and more horny until finally I had to relent. He pulled at my cloak one more time and this time I didn't stop him. The velcro strip gave way and the cloak opened, and he finally got to see my naked body underneath.

We kept kissing, but now his fingers were squeezing my nipples and that was just driving me wild. I was about to tell him to finally fuck me but then, the bead curtain opened and a girl walked through! I pulled him to me and pressed him against me to shield myself. She was looking at us but we didn't stop kissing. I was hoping that if I acted casual she wouldn't realize what was actually going on. She would just think we were an ordinary couple doing nothing more than kissing during a party.

She must have realized what was happening though because she stammered an apology and she said she was just looking for the bathroom and she went away. On her way out I say her squeeze by someone standing on the other side of the curtain. The man held it open for just a second and I saw it was BF standing there looking at us.

I didn't have time to work out what I should do about that. Toga-Man took my nipples in his mouth and started sucking on them and I couldn't think straight. He pressed his body against me and his hard cock was lined up perfectly with my pussy... The craving was too much. I reached down under the toga to pull his boxers off. He slid inside me slowly... and for a while he barely moved!

Maybe he was afraid someone else would barge in on us, but his cock inside me was driving me crazy! I wanted him to fuck me hard but he just moved in and out super slow. I could feel every inch of his cock sliding inside me excruciatingly slowly. I grabbed his ass and pulled him all the way inside me but still he wouldn't go any faster. I was going nuts!

Finally I couldn't wait any longer. I started pushing my hips forward and back to grind against his cock. The relief was enormous, both for me and for him I think, because suddenly he too finally started to move much faster. He didn't realize we had an audience, but I could see BF still looking at us from behind the curtain. At some point while Toga-Man and I were fucking, another girl tried to come in. But BF stopped her and sent her away, and then he turned back toward us and just kept watching us go at it.

When I felt my second orgasm coming I reached for my clit and started stroking. Toga-Man was thrusting hard by then, finally, and I closed my eyes and leaned back so he could suck on my tits some more. His tongue and his cock finally made me come. He held me up when my knees started to buckle and then he was coming too. His cock pulsed and released inside me. The last waves of my orgasm synced with his own and then we both collapsed against each other, totally spent.

But then my evening wasn't over yet...

BF must have liked what he saw because he barged in as soon as we were finished and grabbed me by the hand. Toga-Man was too startled to do anything but step aside. I didn't even have time to close my cloak properly before we were out of the hallway and into the kitchen. All I could do was hold it shut as best I could with my one free hand. We zoomed through the thick crowd. Some were too surprised to react, but others clearly saw how little I was wearing..

We made our way through the kitchen and dining room to Steve's bedroom on the other side of the apartment. BF slammed the door shut and embraced me tight and we kissed. I could feel how unbelievably turned on he was. His cock was rock hard inside his pants. I undid his belt and grabbed his cock...

He pulled my cloak off roughly and pushed me to the bed. It was unmade (of course, knowing Steve) and I lied naked on my stomach and buried my head in the sheets..

The bed was old and musty, second or third hand probably, and Steve probably hadn't washed the sheets once since moving in, but I didn't care. BF had his clothes off and I raised my hips to meet him when he shoved his cock inside me. I gasped when he entered me. My pussy was still super-sensitive from being fucked twice in such a small amount of time. Just from his cock sliding in, it felt like I was about to come again already.

I couldn't tell how loud we were, with the loud music coming from the next room, but the bed was squeaking and thumping. People must heard because Steve came knocking on the door to ask if everything was ok. My mind was so completely somewhere else by then I could barely answer him. I hate to think what it must have sounded like! But I told you Steve is very open and laid back. He just said there were condoms in the nightstand if we needed them and then he was away.

BF opened the drawer. There were condoms in there, and other things. I couldn't make out exactly what but BF quickly rummaged through it. He threw a pair of handcuffs on the floor (really, Steve?!), and a vibrator (Sarah's I hope!), but he kept the lube.

He squeezed so much out on my ass, most of it dribbled down my pussy to the sheet underneath. He parted my cheeks roughly and I grunted my agreement. I arched my back and he slid in in one swift motion. I was eager to give him my ass. I wanted him to claim me again, and fuck me in a way no other guys have. It was very raw, very intense. Very primitive.

From doggy we went to me lying flat on my stomach. One of my arms was pinned under me but I could still reach my pussy. I fucked myself with my fingers while he fucked my ass with his cock.

I was still so aroused I came almost at once. He did too, and rammed his cock in as deep as it would go to release inside me. When we finally awoke from our frenzy, we found the bed moved by a couple of feet and my voice was so hoarse I desperately needed a drink!

I wished we could have stayed there in Steve's bed until the party ended, but it wasn't yet late enough and waiting for people to leave would have taken too long. So I had to put my cloak back on and walk back out there to fetch the rest of my clothes. Toga-Man's cum was trickling between my legs, BF's from my ass, and all the guys in that apartment were now undressing me with their eyes.