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(MF) *** It was the largest Halloween party I had ever seen, 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 an apple bobbing contest in the center. The whole thing was for charity and there must have been two hundred attendees 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. A 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 people couldn't see my face 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 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 nearly 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 that 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. Her luscious breasts pressed into my chest for a fleetingly wonderful moment before she turned and applauded her luck. The booth operator brought the bear over to the French Maid who squealed with delight and jumped up and down with glee. My eyes were glued to her breasts as they bounced 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 where each set of four seats was shaped like a little boat, the wheels under water and the small waves lapped against the side of the 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 seats, 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. Her long legs with their thigh garters and black fishnet stockings only highlighted the panties which rested above. 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, swung 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. As the children screamed at the wolf man, who had 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, 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 fishnet stockinged 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. Anymore 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 with a beautiful woman I had never seen before, who obviously 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 exertions 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 and under her arms to grab those tits. I grabbed and squeezed, milked her tits like a cow and pumped her 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. I didn't particularly care to stay and find out, either! THE END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 48