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🕑 Added 2021-10-31 22:04:09 +0000 UTC Halloween Party (bonus points if you can guess who I’m describing in the story 😉 ) I walked up the sidewalk to the house. I could hear the base of the music booming and strobe lights flashing in the windows. I haven’t been to a Halloween party in years so I made sure to wear the sexiest costume I could find. A little black lingerie set with a bunny mask and thigh high boots. I wanted to show off all my curves and rolls. With every step I could feel my body jiggle. My breasts bounce with every sway of my hips. I opened the front door to be greeted by my friends welcoming me in, telling me how hot I looked. I smiled and thanked them and went to go look for a drink. That’s when I saw him. He was leaning against the wall. Tall and slim. He was wearing an all white suit with white gloves and a white mask with a bloody swirl symbol on the forehead. I could barely see him behind his costume but somehow I was attracted to him. I ignored my feelings and found the kitchen. I grabbed myself the fruitiest drink I could find since I wasn’t a fan of the taste of alcohol. Once I collected myself I went back out to the party and mingled with a few friends. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him. He was standing there observing the party. His gaze met mine. His eyes were almost black. His hair slicked back. I could feel the butterflies in my belly and between my thick thighs. He barely took his eyes off me. Scanning me up and down. Examining my body. How my lingerie hugged my curvy ass. My protruding belly. The way my hair flowed down my back and how my breasts hung on my chest. He was practically eye fucking me. His presence made me nervous yet excited. I excused myself to the bathroom. I needed a break from the chaos for just a moment. I fixed my makeup and my lingerie, making sure I still looked good. I admired the way my soft belly looked and how my thigh high boots hugged my thick legs. I couldn’t get him out of my head. I couldn’t stop thinking about him running his fingers along my curves or kissing my neck. The wet spot in my panties only grew the more I thought about him. I composed myself and made my way back to the music. At the end of the hallway there he was. Almost like he was waiting for me. I stood there frozen unsure if I should say something. He slowly made his way towards me. I underestimated how tall he really was, or maybe I was just short. Anywho, before I realize it he’s in front of me. Just inches from my body. He looked down at me, once again his deep brown eyes meeting mine. He gently lifted his hand and brushed my long brown hair off my shoulder exposing my chest. I felt like I couldn’t breath. It’s like he held this trans over me. I did however notice the tattoos on the his arm when he lifted his hand. He slowly brushed by me and walked into the bedroom at the very end of the hall. I stood there a moment trying to piece together what just happened. He never once said anything but it’s like his eyes did all the talking. Was I supposed to follow him? Did he want me to follow him? My panties were soaking wet at this point. I was throbbing and aching to know what he wanted. I decided I was going to see what he was doing. This could be the night I get murdered or have the best sex ever. I guess we’ll see. I made my way towards the door. It was half open. I thought my heart would pound out of my chest. I quietly knocked on the door and peaked in. There he was. Sitting on the bed, staring at the door. The room was dim. The bed had red silk sheets on it. It had a very dark gothic feel. He knew I would follow him. Of course he did. He got up and made his way towards me again. This time he walked past me and shut the door and locked it. “Great, guess I’m getting murdered all because I’m horny” I thought to myself. He turned back around walked back towards me. I was speechless. He lifted his hand covered by his white glove and caressed my cheek. His other hand on my waist pulling me closer to him. I tried examining his face to see who he was but I couldn’t see past his mask. I could only noticed the tattoos on his neck where his skin was bare. With one quick movement, he picked me up and tossed me on the bed. I let out a slight scream as it took me by surprise. Also the fact that he could pick me up was a shock too. He knelt down and unzipped my boots, removing them for me. His silky white gloves rubbed my legs and made their way up to my plump thighs. “I wonder if he can tell how wet I am” I thought. I small moan escaped my lips as his firm hands gripped my thighs. Before I knew it he made his way up to my black lingerie bottoms. He looked up at me as if to ask permission to remove them. I nodded. He slid off his silky white gloves revealing his tattooed hands. He hooked his fingers into my lingerie bottoms and slid them off exposing my plump, soaking wet pussy. I couldn’t stop staring at him. I noticed his hard bulge in his white dress pants. Fuck, I wanted him so bad and I didn’t even know who he was! He climbed on top of me and gently slid my black bralette over my bunny ears. Feeling the weight of his body on mine only made me even more aroused. My nipples hardened as the cool air hit my bare breasts. I was completely nude now. I could feel his hard cock push against my sex. His bare hands explored my body. Feeling my breasts. Rolling my nipples between his fingers. I let out a few small moans. His hands rubbed my big pillowy belly. Almost admiring it. Feeling how soft I was. With one hand he pinned my wrists above my head. With the other he made his way down to my wet pussy. I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed him. He slid one long slender finger between my plump lips, grazing my swollen clit. I let out a gasp. A shock went through my body. I want more. His fingers were sopping wet with my juices. He removed his hand and slid his fingers under his mask and licked them clean before lowering them back down to my clit. By now I was moaning like crazy. I wanted so badly to touch him but he kept my wrists pinned above my head. “Please,” I whimpered “fuck me,” His finger still teasing me, making small circles around my clit. My whole body started to tense. I could feel the fire in my core as my orgasm started to build. My legs shaking as my toes curled. “Please, I want to cum,” I begged him He then pulled his hand away and stood up leaving me wet and aching. He unbuckled his belt and white dress pants. I watched as his hard cock springs forward. His cock was long, slender and veiny. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me to edge of the bed so that my swollen pussy and his member are level. He stood over me, watching me squirm and begging him to be inside me. He was loving every second of it. He began rubbing his throbbing head between my wet lips before slowly pushing his hard cock into my entrance. I let out a loud moan and threw my head back. The feeling of him stretching my tight hole was almost enough to make me cum. He let a few low groans which is the most noise I’ve ever heard come from him. “Harder,” I moaned. He fucked me hard yet slow. Watching as my belly and breasts bounce and jiggle. He grabbed my hips and flipped me over and started pounding my pussy from behind. Holding my big hips while thrusting in and out as my belly swayed. He ran his hand up my head and grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head back. His grunts and groans grew louder. With every thrust I was closer and closer to the edge. “Yes! Oh god yes!” I screamed as my pussy tightened around his throbbing cock. A wave of pleasure rushed over me. My pussy quivered and throbbed as I rode out my orgasm while he still pounded me from behind. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the red silk sheets as the sensation was overwhelming. His black painted nails dug into my hips, pulling himself deeper into me. I felt him shoot his load deep inside me. His cock pulsating while my pussy still quivered and twitched. He gently pulled out his cock. It’s dripping and covered with both of our liquids. I sat up and looked up at him. His chest heaving. Sweat dripping down his neck. I licked our juices clean off his cock. My tongue swirling around his sensitive tip. His body stiffened as a deep gasp escaped his lips. Once I was satisfied I pulled away. He pulled his pants back up put his white gloves back on, fixing his white suit. He knelt down and lightly lifted his mask to kiss my cheek. “Happy Halloween,” his low voice whispered in my ear. His voice was familiar. He winked before quietly leaving bedroom. A Halloween I’ll never forget.
