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Halloween Story
By Katie McN (katie@katiemcn.com)

***

Fun and guilty games at a Halloween party. (FF)

***

"I can't believe you're going to wear that costume, 
Mallory."

It was time for our annual Halloween party and I 
couldn't wait. We took turns buying the costumes and 
that year it was up to Mallory to decide what we were 
going to wear. She wouldn't tell me a thing and part of 
the game is for me to beg and plead for just one little 
clue. 

All week long I'd promised her interesting sexual 
favors and anything else I could think of, but of 
course she never said a word. Well almost nothing. 
There was one clue, and when she had me so frustrated 
I'd fall for anything, she got very solemn and said 
she'd give me a hint.

"Okay, Mary Kay, I'll give you one and only one clue."

"Thank you, thank you, Mallory. What is it?" I was so 
excited. She was going to relent and now I'd find out 
what I'd wear on Halloween.

"It doesn't have an 'X' in it."

Of course not. Hardly any word in the English language 
has an 'X' in it and I pretended outrage as she laughed 
her ass off. Wait till next year.

***

Picture this.

A beautiful nun dressed head to foot in black stood 
before me like a sainted vision. I could just barely 
see her angelic face peeking out from the very modest 
uniform. But, when she turned around, everything 
changed.

The costume was completely transparent from her neck 
all the way down to the hem. The costume framed her 
creamy white skin and slender body like a picture of 
decadence against an inky sea of black material. She 
wasn't wearing a bra and the loose uniform pretended it 
might just move in some special way to show me both 
exquisite breasts. Her garter belt and matching thong 
were sexy highlights on her perfectly shaped ass. The 
black seamed stockings and very high heels shaped and 
formed her legs with a message that suggested she might 
be available for a little excitement.

Mallory turned back and laughed when she saw the look 
on my face. "I've had a fantasy about what the nuns 
wore under their uniforms ever since I was in high 
school, baby, and I've decided it must be something 
like this. Don't you agree?"

"If the nuns looked as good under their uniforms as you 
do, Mallory, I think I'd still be back in school. Uh, 
do you happen to have a few minutes to spare, little 
girl?" She laughed at me again and finally brought out 
The Package. Now I'd find out what my costume was going 
to be.

When I saw what she picked out, I knew she made a 
fabulous choice.

She handed me a pleated skirt in the same pattern worn 
at the Catholic Girls' School I attended back in Del 
Rio, Texas, years ago. It looked quite authentic, but 
so short it barely covered my butt. The white silk 
blouse was loose enough to guarantee my tits would 
bounce and jiggle with every step I took and sheer 
enough to show the shape of my breasts and their rosy 
highlights to anyone who wanted to look. I was already 
imagining how the smooth texture of the silk would 
caress my nipples and keep them at attention for a 
whole evening of fun.

I don't know who she had embroider the school emblem on 
my blouse, but it looked just like the one I wore in 
school except for the part where my tit would be 
bouncing around underneath it for all the world to see. 
Tennies and white stay up stockings rounded out the 
costume. How wonderfully delicious. I'd be dressed up 
like a child molester's sex fantasy and if I was lucky, 
maybe the cute little nun would take advantage of me 
later.

"Do I have to wear this G string? I'm going to show my 
butt to everyone whenever I take a step. I can't do it, 
Mallory."

"Of course you can. It's the rules, baby, and next year 
it's your turn to pick out the costumes, but for now, 
you have to live with it."

Part of the fun is pretending the costume is too 
risque. I really wasn't a bit upset about letting the 
other women see my boobs bouncing around inside the 
school uniform blouse, or how cute my butt looked 
peeking out from under the tiny little pleated skirt. 
It was kind of sexy, but I had to tell Mallory it was 
too hot to wear cause it was part of our game. We both 
knew I'd wear the outfit, and love every minute of it.

***

I watched as Mallory opened the front door and there 
was a repeat of what happened several times before.

The women saw Mallory's costume and thought something 
like "a little more conservative this year" until she 
turned around. Next came a shriek followed by "I can't 
believe it!" and then the guests walked behind her for 
awhile until they were convinced it was true.

Cathy always brought her camera to our parties. She 
took a lot of pictures of the nun costume and I was 
sure Mallory would be featured in the party scrapbook. 
Cathy doesn't miss much and seems to record every silly 
little thing on film so we can see what fools we made 
of ourselves.

Everyone loves it, of course.

The most fabulous costume of all was the bridal gown 
Julie wore. Markie was dressed up as the groom and the 
two women made a spectacular entrance. They painted a 
picture of something many couples truly want, but know 
they probably will never have.

Black and orange crepe paper decorated every part of 
our home. Witches, bats, ghosts, goblins, cauldrons and 
all the scary things that say Halloween changed our 
Hillcrest Estate into Frankenstein's castle for one 
wonderful night. One wonderful night where 20 women 
also decorated the house with a sense of fun and 
excitement. A sense of being free and getting to do 
whatever they wanted for at least a few hours.

And the costumes were wonderful.

Billie was a perfect stereotype. She looked so butch 
wearing slicked back hair, black denims, motorcycle 
boots and a black tee shirt with a pack of cigs rolled 
up in one sleeve. Rhonda was a dominatrix all leather 
and metal, standing there in heels so high she would 
break her ankles if she fell over. Her tiny cat o' nine 
tails hardly looked ominous and only threatened to 
please every one standing around her.

Belly dancers, hookers, tarts, and everything you would 
hope your friends would think to do and surprises you'd 
never guess in a million years.

Sometimes people take advantage of a situation and do 
things they'll be sorry for later.

***

I happened across the groom and a French maid in our 
spare bedroom trying to discover all the secrets hidden 
under their Halloween costumes. I found out the groom 
was wearing silk boxers, or at least she was for 
awhile. I learned it took no effort at all to push down 
the top of a French maid costume and when you did, her 
two tits seemed to say it might be time for some 
kissing and loving. I found out more than I wanted to 
know and eased the door closed and hoped no one else 
would happen upon the two lovers taking their chances 
and not caring who found out.

We always play games.

Spin the bottle is a favorite that usually gets 
everyone warmed up. When it's just girls, you know 
there will be showing off and taking chances.

The game that year soon evolved into who could do the 
most dramatic and sexy kiss.

Everyone got into it, and sometimes a partner seemed a 
tiny bit upset until it was her turn and then she went 
and outdid her special other to the cheers and catcalls 
coming from the rest of us.

Bobbing for apples is fun, too. Particularly when the 
girl has a butt as cute as what Suzi was sticking up in 
the air that night. She tried to bite into one of the 
apples floating in the wash tub without using her 
hands. She couldn't get the hang of it and somehow 
managed to turn a children's game into a Rated R wet 
tee shirt contest.

We always play Tell Me a Story at the Halloween party. 
Different girls tell stories designed to get the other 
people going. Jeannie told one about boarding school 
where she was very bad and had to go to the Head 
Mistress's office. The Head Mistress gave her a choice. 
She could take her punishment or be expelled and have 
to explain to her parents what happened. Of course she 
took the punishment.

Jeannie climbed up on top of a desk and stood at the 
rigid position of attention.

When a teacher mentioned an item of clothing, she 
removed it slowly and provocatively while the women 
sitting in the office looked on with great interest and 
lust. It took forever for her to strip off, but finally 
she was nude and wondered what would happen next.

We all knew.

All of us were getting horny just listening to the 
story and could imagine how wet it was between the legs 
of all those teachers. Sure enough she had to go down 
on each one while the other teachers fondled and probed 
her young girl's body making it difficult for Jeannie to 
maintain concentration.

But, the best story of all was the one Marcy told. She 
said Jeannie reminded her of something that happened 
when she first started boarding school.

One night she was told to go to the dorm dayroom where 
the rest of the girls were already gathered. They said 
it was time for her dorm initiation and she better 
follow orders or else she'd suffer the consequences.

An older girl told Marcy to take off all her clothes 
and let everyone see what she was really like. Marcy 
pretended to be shy at first, but really liked the idea 
of exhibiting herself in front of the other girls. When 
she removed her blouse, the older girl seemed surprised 
to find she wasn't wearing a bra and made a big fuss 
about how cute her boobs were. She also took advantage 
of the situation and touched and squeezed those firm 
round globes while Marcy stood there not knowing what 
to do. 

She started to take her pants off next, and knew she 
would be in for more of the same when the girls found 
out she wasn't wearing any panties. Sure enough, she 
was fondled and admired by a couple of girls while the 
rest of them looked on and laughed.

They made her spread her legs and masturbate. She 
couldn't fake it either or else they'd make her do it 
again, but this time she'd have to do it in the chapel. 
The whole thing was such a turn on that Marcy came with 
one of the most powerful orgasms she ever had. She 
tried not to holler out and moan, but she couldn't help 
herself.

The other girls all got turned on watching her cum with 
a vengeance.

Finally, all of them surrounded her and did everything 
they could think of to turn her on. There were hands on 
her tits and ass. Fingers in her pussy and asshole. 
Lips on her mouth and nipples. Everything touching 
everything else. She never had a girl go down on her 
before and found the experience new and different. 
Marcy liked it and decided to remember the red headed 
girl who knew how to treat her so well.

We always award prizes and supposedly everyone gets a 
say in who wins. I let everyone vote, but sometimes 
give a prize to the person I want to see win even if 
she didn't come out on top. A prize always goes to the 
person who humiliated herself the most. The girl who 
won it that year came as a toilet with a Tootsie Roll 
floating around in her water bowl. 

The bride won as the best costume which didn't surprise 
anyone. I always cheat on the sexiest costume and try 
to give the award to a girl who is shy and wearing a 
real modest get up just because I want her to have to 
deal with the prize. It was Little Bo Peep who turned 
red when she opened the 12 inch dildo, and it got worse 
for her when someone turned it on and Bo found herself 
holding something that sounded like a vibrating cement 
mixer.

Everyone laughed as she stood there looking at the 
noisy thing, not knowing what she should do next.

Every year at least one of the girls decides to do a 
striptease after having a few too many. I couldn't 
believe Mindy had the urge to see how it felt to have 
people watch her take it all off. She's usually uptight 
and kind of a wallflower type, but I guess everyone 
gets her fifteen minutes.

No one noticed her until she had the top of her 
princess costume pulled down showing off her strapless 
push up bra. Then everyone noticed since the girl had 
some really nice looking tits and her bra put them on 
display like two big ole diamonds in a treasure trove.

She was a bit tipsy so the strip show was a combination 
of trying to be sexy and trying to stand up.

She finally got the dress off and revealed the old 
fashioned petticoats she was wearing underneath. 
Drinking and stripping off clothes can be a problem and 
sure enough she was having a heck of a time getting 
those petticoats off. I thought she might fall down at 
first, but she finally managed somehow. The white 
garter belt, white panties and white stockings tried to 
say she was an innocent, but whispered to me she could 
be real hot given half a chance. 

She had a problem deciding what came off next. She 
started on the bra and then changed her mind and went 
for the panties. She finally took off the garter belt 
instead and it wasn't easy for her to do because she 
got a bit confused when she tried to undo the garters, 
but she finally got the job done.

When her bra did come off, there was a loud round of 
applause and catcalls from the rest of the girls. We 
could see that Mindy was really turned on and quite 
pleased with herself. I guess the girl couldn't wait to 
know how it felt to be nude in front of a bunch of 
people and she quickly stripped off her tiny white 
panties much to the delight of everyone in the room. 
She looked real cute and kind of sexy standing there in 
her heels, stocking and princess crown. I could tell 
that a lot of the women were thinking how interesting 
it might be to entertain royalty.

Now some of the girls like to play tricks.

A girl was there to take each item as Mindy removed her 
clothes one piece at a time. It got passed to another 
girl and then the next one and eventually disappeared 
into some hiding place. No one was going to tell Mindy 
where her clothes ended up and she spent the rest of 
the night wearing nothing but her stockings and heels 
trying to find her stuff. Some of the girls made sure 
she stayed high while they plied her with rude 
commentary and a little good natured molestation.

I remember when Ricki passed out. I think she must of 
been drinking and doing pills at the same time. Never a 
good combination and it sure put her under. A couple of 
the other girls took off her clothes and kind of spread 
her out on the couch for all to see. It was fun 
watching the reaction of someone who happened by and 
noticed her for the first time. There was a little 
shock at first, then some laughter and never a thought 
to cover her up.

Cathy took a lot more pictures for the scrap book and I 
bet Mindy and Ricki were pretty surprised the first 
time they looked at it.

***

We heard a scream.

When we got to the spare bedroom we found the bride 
passed out on the bed. Her face had lost its color and 
her beautiful dress was covered in vomit. We were lucky 
Vera was there. Everyone thought Julie just drank too 
much, but Vera knew the symptoms and told us she 
probably overdosed on some downers. She asked someone 
to call 911 and then got back to treating Julie. Vera 
went from a girl in a slutty debutante costume to 
efficient doctor in the blink of an eye.

She cleared Julie's mouth and took her vitals. I 
would've had a real problem performing mouth to mouth 
on Julie after what I saw, but Vera got on with it and 
it didn't take long until she had the girl breathing 
almost normally again.

The paramedics arrived and Vera briefed them on what 
she'd done. The two men put Julie on the gurney and 
rushed her out to the ambulance. Vera and Markie rode 
with Julie and I followed in my car as we made the 15 
minute drive over to the Val Verde Med Center Emergency 
Room.

Markie and I stayed in the emergency waiting area while 
the rest of the folks rushed Julie into one of the 
empty rooms.

"Markie, did she catch you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I saw you with the French Maid and kind of wonder if 
Julie might have seen you, too."

"Shit, I thought she peeked in, but when she left 
without saying anything, I figured she didn't mind all 
that much. She's never had a problem with this before."

I hardly knew what to think when I heard that and 
decided to sit down on the bench and wait. I finally 
realized my short skirt and transparent blouse were 
causing a commotion there in the waiting room and I 
figured I better maintain a low profile.

Vera came out of Emergency with a smile on her face.

"She's going to be all right. I think she needs to stay 
in the hospital tonight and maybe tomorrow. After that, 
she can go home as long as she promises me she'll see a 
therapist."

We talked some more about stomach pumping, medication, 
mental illness and all the stuff doctors think about 
when they face a problem like this. Markie and I kept 
quiet about why Julie decided to make her statement. I 
hoped Julie would really see a therapist this time, but 
somehow knew she'd just keep on letting Markie abuse 
her until who knows what might happen in the end.

***

Halloween was a lot different the next year. We had 
another Halloween party, of course, but we didn't 
invite Julie and Markie. Even so, a shadow was cast 
over the holiday and things never were quite as happy 
again.

The End

Katie McN <katie@katiemcn.com> If you have time, why 
not drop me a line and let me know what you think of 
my story.

Get the rest of my stories and find out all about me 
at my home page: www.asstr.org/~Katie_McN/

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