A night of creampie trick or treat shenanigans!
Creampie trick or treat! What a deliciously naughty night – and here I am to tell you all about it. See, I’ve had plenty of naughty Halloween parties and adventures before. Through the years, I’ve really put it all on the line! I even had hot club sex in a little Tinkerbell costume last year to spice it up. But all my previous antics have nothing on this year’s Halloween party! One of my friends begged me to go to her boyfriend’s party this year. Now, I was a little stubborn about it because I know that couple gets WILD! And I mean, absolutely wild. Occasionally, they throw a crazy party worth writing fetish stories about.
Last year, for example, they threw a swinger’s party of at least thirty people. All of them wore costumes, and all of them swapped around and shared spouses like kinky little freaks! I love all the parties that Ashley throws, but wow, they are a handful. Yet, this year, my curiosity won. She said she’d be throwing a creampie trick or treat party, and I was hooked. First of all, I wanted to see how she’d manage it in the first place. It sounded like a chaotic mess, but a fun one at that. So, I readily agreed and picked out my costume.
I was a sexy little devil.
Can you imagine me as anything but? I considered being a vampire or a wicked little witch, but something about the devil horns grabbed my attention. So there I was, all dolled up. I had my hair up in a bun, dressed with a headband of shiny red devil horns, red lipstick, and perfectly shaped winged eyeliner. A tiny red minidress hugged my figure tight as I flaunted it around the room. And for the shoes? Sky-high black stilettos with a red bow at the back and a peep toe that showed off my candy red pedicure. So basically, all eyes were on me like I was the main course of this creampie trick or treat.
Ashley loved it, too. She dressed up as my counterpart, an equally slutty angel. Little did I know it, she wore an all-white minidress just like mine, and hers would hide the cum stains much better! She was well-prepared for the walk of shame to follow, and I was not. But that made it more fun. As we all shared drinks and her boyfriend raised the music, everyone lost their senses and their minds. I was lost in ecstasy as I felt hands roam over my body, greedily groping me. The first cock I saw of that creampie trick or treat night was big, thick, and black.
It fucked me hard and exploded. Creampie trick or treat!
You already know how he fucked me. He pounded me within an inch of my life, and I loved every moment of it. But it wasn’t the only cock to fuck me. That’s where the delicious chaos of creampie trick or treat kicked in. Once Darron finished filling me up with his thick, juicy cock, another one took over. Another cock slid in and stretched me out, and as I gasped, another one entered my mouth. Spitroasted. I indulged in every inch of their cocks, jerking off yet another one as all my senses were overwhelmed. Cum here, cum there. They squirted all over me.
I shut my eyes and let the ecstasy take hold. I could hear Ashley moaning and squealing beside me as she was overrun with bliss and cum. They filled her up and fucked her relentlessly. We must have shared several of the same guys, but there were so many at that party that I couldn’t keep track. Creampies, facials, and cumshots galore. My dress started red and later looked more like an icing-dipped strawberry. Can you imagine how many guys it took to create that masterpiece? All the while, my boyfriend watched greedily, living the cuckold phone sex fantasies of his dreams. And perhaps, I did let him enjoy a little bit of the creampie trick or treat after we finished. After all, I needed cleanup.
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