A Halloween bash To Remember (open)

ooc: This is open to all as long as they enter and taste some champagne

IC:

As far as traditions go, we did a rather nice job of keeping them up. For the few years now that my partner and I attended college, we held costume parties randomly year round. And with Halloween, what better chance was there for a wild uninhibited night of tricks and treats?

The large old building was bought by my friend and we both ran our little 'operation' without the knowledge of our partiers. But who could complain? Free alcohol and sluts, plenty enough to go around... Only they didn't know they would be those sluts..

Laughing to myself, I sent out the invitations last week to all the students I could think of. The shy, the geeky, the prom queens and even a few strangers in between off the street.. This would be one hell of a pornfest..

Nigel, an unknown college kid, manages to hook me up this party with all the ecstasy I could possibly buy. Granted, he wasn't invited, but who could blame me? It was rumored that he was a virgin, good enough reason for me to exclude him.

The house was lit by candle light only. Thousands of candles were lit to illuminate their way around. Faint colored lights glowed over strategic places around the house, but who would notice? It was all part of the theming. Private, secluded it all worked well for us. No one would notice the video camera's covering every square inch, not when they were feeling the effects of the drugs.

Champagne was by the door as I stood to greet each new comer. Those who came without costume were shoved into a corner and made to undress and dress. Of course I loved watching every minute of it, and most didn't shed all their under things, but it was entertaining.. Not to mention showed me who was the braver guests. The glasses were heavily laced, but tradition. A wink and a nudge if you get my meaning. Once they consumed this, they had free rein over the bar and rooms..

Dressed as a Witch.. A slutty looking witch at that, I greeted our first guest and handed him a glass. "Toast up, tonight will be a night not soon forgotten.."

A pair of eyes rolled, thinking I was over dramatizing their little 'shin dig'. They'd learn in time.

"Thanks Amy." He moved on in and I stood sentry for the next vict.. err guest.


bio:

Amy
24
brunette, blue eyes

As approached the house I wondered to myself exactly what I was doing here? Two days earlier, a complete stranger, albeit a cute one, had given me an invite to her Halloween party and thrust a home made flyer in my hand.

So hear I was in my Elvis costume, seeing as the invite had said fancy dress. At the very last moment before leaving home it had dawned on me that I should’ve worn a Halloween costume so I hastily grabbed a pair of plastic fangs from the bottom of one of the drawers in the kitchen (it’s amazing what people will keep), and a set of flashing devil horns that I had bought the previous Halloween. They didn’t really compliment my outfit, but hey, it was in the spirit of the things and nobody knew me anyway.

I climbed the front stairs to the house, took a deep breath and rapped my knuckles on the door. A young looking girl opened it wearing a very sexy witches outfit. She glanced me up and down and I couldn’t tell if she was gonna laugh or slam the door in my face. After a moment she ushered me in and thrust a glass in my hand. Not one to refuse a drink, I thanked her, made a lame comment about her outfit and realised that I was one of the first to arrive.

The witch continued to look me over and told me to finish my drink. I did.
“Help yourself to more drinks”, she said. I smiled coyly and then, remembering I was an evil Elvis, gave her a “Thank-you-very-much” and the best cackle I could manage.

She then noticed the fangs and smiled herself. “It’s a good job you wore those”, she said sternly. “Otherwise I’d have made you undress”. I blushed when I realised she meant it and wondered just exactly what was in store. As my mind raced, so did my blood and I felt the stirrings of excitement begin to grow.

I went for another drink.


Bio:
Buddy, 27
Brown hair, brown eyes
Sexually adventurous

New visitor - Bob Ramazotti, History Professor

In strode a Viking...6'6" of powerful man, 275#, dressed in berserker stuff. He looked around and met the eyes of the Witch who served him a drink.

"Thank you, sweet one" he growled.

He had gotten handed the invite in an unusual way...it had been slipped under the door of his office in the History department at the school. He'd though twice, but decided to go. What the hell, he thought, a little fun on Halloween. Maybe I'll get lucky...

He grinned at the girl looking up into his eyes. He took a sip and sensed that it was spiked. And very well spiked.

First he felt flushed, then downright warm. He had a bit of a dizzy feeling that seemed to change to floating. His thoughts went to the women in the room. He began to sweat and lick his lips. His fingertip tingled, and his other extermities reacted similarly, including his cock.....

He looked at the Witch again and said, "want to show me the house?"

It's amazing the things a guy will say after a mind blowing orgasm, and I was amazed at the stuff Tony told me as I was licking the cum off his cock. He told me about the craziest party he'd ever been to at this college over at Amy's place. No, it wasn't surprising that she would throw a party like that, it was surprising she hadn't gotten caught.

That was three weeks ago. Two days ago, I got the invite to the Halloween party Amy was throwing. With a smile on my face at what would happen there I studied my wardrobe. What to wear, what to wear? Ah yes... the cat suit.

My cat suit was based on a one piece, short sleeved leather costume with a zip down front that went all the way under the crotch. Add to this, the black cat face mask, long leather gloves and stilleto thigh boots and you had a bdsm dream. Add the mechanical cat's tail that was held in by a thick butt plug so it could flick randomly back and forth and you had something that not too many forgot in a hurry. I inserted the tail before leaving and turned it on, feeling the electric buzz as it swished back and forth churning in my ass. Just like a feast, it felt GOOD to be FULL.

Amy was there when I turned up, at least I assumed it was Amy thought I had never met her before. She was dressed as a slutty witch and made me think I might have a little competition in the fetish department. She took the trench-coat I'd worn so as not to get arrested walking across campus, and handed me a drink. I swallowed it quickly, feeling the slight buzz as it went down. I gave the glass a quizzical look then turned to Amy.

"This witch's brew laced?" I asked. "I'll stay away from it then... This is one pussy wants to feel EVERY stroke."

Bio:
Anobel Booking
22
5'9"
Mulatto
Powerfully built, Short black hair, dark brown eyes
Sexually... disturbed

Amy

Now the King almost didn't make it in the door, "Good thinking.." I tossed him a smile, remembering him vaguely from somewhere? Perhaps in passing.. But I did know why i invited him..Very nice ass, I was betting the rest would more than do as well.

"Now don't go breaking hearts in there.." I waved him on with a grin and turned to the next person entering.

"Ah, A viking." I moved around him, eyeing his costume for flaws and found none. "Very nice, drink up." I handed him a glass and smiled sweetly. Damn, should have worn the school girl outfit! All well, this skirt was short enough, it'd get the blood goin'.

"want to show me the house?" His voice.. I knew who it was. "Ohh this was going to be good!" Her mind jumped for joy as she pretended ignorance to who she spoke with.

"Rain check big guy.. I have guests to receive first and then I will gladly show you around.." I was an outrageous flirt, and I laid it all on him. Tease, it fit me.

"There is a band playing shortly, drinks are through there.. Feel free to explore. And I will see you later.." I patted him on the ass and moved to the approaching Cat.

"Welcome.." This new comer caught me off guard. Who was she? Ah, partner in crime did this.. No one brought themselves here uninvited, surely this was his doing!

"Toast to the festivities." I handed her a glass and took her coat. The tail made me grin, the leather made me chuckle. We had a nice package here with this one.

"Yeah, I'm going to hell for this one.." unspoken words merely made my grin more wicked than it was before.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you the first time.." I played it cool and fiened ignorance.

"I said.. This is one pussy wants to feel EVERY stroke." Now she did look a little perturbed. I smiled sweetly, "Rest assured, you'll feel it alright." That and more was left unsaid. Overly sensitive skin makes for wanton displays.. I wondered who would openly masturbate first as I turned to the next guest.

Ape

I slowly walk up the address that was printed on the flyer that I happened to find one day rubber banded to my bike. I at first was unsure if I was going to attend but while standing in line at the dining hall I happened to over hear that a certain someone that I had had my eye on may be attending. I quickly threw a costume together that in hindsight could have used a little bit more time. But what the hell I thought to myself as I slowly walked up the steps and rang the bell.

Bob Ramazotti

"Rain check big guy.. I have guests to receive first and then I will gladly show you around...

"There is a band playing shortly, drinks are through there.. Feel free to explore. And I will see you later.."

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"fuck, what a flirt. Amy...something...from Europe in the Middle Ages last term he mused, feeling the buzz start up strong. Wonder how she'd look on a wall, being flogged. Maybe we'll find out...

fHe moved across the room and turned to watch the door. Other partiers would be coming in soon. He finished his drink and let the buzz hit him. He recognized the aphrodisaical effects and settled in, focusing hard on keeping one piece of his brain still his. He'd taken this before and knew he'd be up all night, in every way, from it.

When the leather kat strolled in, he perked up even more. She looked vaguely familiar, but maybe not too much so. And she definitely exuded kink and power. She seemed to invite rough handling and her tail twitched real nice. She'd be fun to get alone...or maybe with the slutty witch who promised so much. Either way, this night was looking very very promising.....

~Harry~

I had been passed the flyer during auditions for the latest production, and perused it for a little bit, barely giving it a second thought. I was hardly a Romeo, usually getting either the comic sidekick roles, or else the bad guy, since I had a manic laugh that carried beautifully from the stage. I figured that this was either a joke, or one of my previous partners (okay, I could easily count the ladies in that category on a single hand, but that was still better than a zero count.). I may not have been one of the great lovers of all time, but I did tend to have a busy time during play season. Women I normally wouldn't speak to in class would suddenly have a serious interest in me when I was playing someone else.

In any case, as the date approached, I had heard several of the actresses in the play talking about the party, and decided to take a chance. What the hell, right? The flyer specified full costume, so it wasn't like I'd be advertising myself. And I had the perfect costume.

I'd started it some time ago as a simple body suit and mask, but built it up over time. The suit proper was padded enough to give the illusion of a better physique than nature had given me, as well as painted to enhance the illusion and suggest a certain stonelike quality. Facepaint and a three quarter mask would tranform my characteristics into a demonic gargoyle, a pair of contacts gave a new depth to my eyes, and a cunning design gave a pair of wings and a tail the illusion of self mobility. I added in gloves and boots that changed my extremeties to talons, and I was ready.

Walking to the party was something of an interesting affair, since people do tend to notice a gargoyle loping across campus. Luckily, once I arrived, I was right at home. I accepted a glass of champagne from a rather friendly looking witch at the door, then stepped into the assembly to look things over.

Amy

I passed out the champagne and kept myself appearing as innocent as possible to each new comes. The outfit gave it away, but halloween was always the excuse to dress differently.

The ape however made me nearly laugh and I had to fight back the urge as I handed him a glass of champagne, wondering how would he drink through that?

"Good evening, welcome.. King Kong is it?" I smiled as friendly as possible, again nagging thoughts in my head as to whom this was? "Toast up and then the rest of the drinks is to your liking." I waited for him to finish his glass and took it from him. Placing it aside and motioning him in. "Do enjoy the party." Now how would he get that suit off in a heated situation? I could take bets on this one..

Turning towards the door, the gargoyle came lumbering up to the door. Ah, a finess. "Wel-cum." Only I knew what I meant, the greeting genuine. Handing him a glass, I watched him sip as he passed through. He was on a mission to not sit and passing greetings. I wondered who it was he wanted to meet up with here? Perhaps if I found out, arrangements would be made?

Closing the door, I leaned back against the wall and checked my watch. If our host didn't arrive soon I was going to make him walk around naked! The band entered next, without knocking, as were their habits. Each grumbling as they carried things on by.

"Payment as usual?" I grinned at the singer and nodded. "Just give them a good show and remember to put suggestions into their heads.. Play something dark but.. well.. nine inch'ish.." He nodded and went on by. Things were about to liven up.. Now for the girls? Where were they all? Probably primping infront of their mirrors to look their hottest. Course the cat could probably take on four of the bad boys without batting an eye.. Titles ran through my head as I answered the next knock.

Kitty ~

Yet another flyer was shoved under the door to my room, another invite to a halloween party. Wasn't popular to the extreme just had my own little group of friends, though this one was Amy's party!?!? Amy inviting me to a party? This could prove interesting. Took a shower and thought about what to wear, always dressed up just to be different so costumes were no problem for me.

Dressed as a belly dancer. The most revealing of outfits, scarf skirt, chainmail bra with rabbit fur lining. Made to look like a gypsy. Then headed out to the party, it wasn't far so just walked over there, this neighbor was fairly safe so walking in the streets at night never bothered me.

Already a bunch of people of entering the house, as I stepped up said my hellos to the witch at the door, taking the glass of wine while walking in to greet others and look around the marvelous house. It gave off an interesting feeling, candle lit, dark yet inviting.


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Kitty is nickname.
23 of age,
long curly fawn color hair.
Fairly tall. 5'9.
Can't get enough... *attention*?

Bob Ramazotti

I kept looking around when the "belly dancer" walked in...oh my, a chain mail & bunny fur bikini. I was used to seeing them in dead of summer at the SCA's annual encampment, but not at a costume party in a chilly October.

I moved toward the dancer and whispered, "How are you tonight, Princess? Care to share a dance & drink with a Viking?"

OOc ~ So I forgot to add her cloak..
Oh well..

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Turned to face a really tall viking. Damn he looked good, always had a thing for the vikings. Looking at him added the strange feeling that was slowly over coming me.

"Aye, I would.. Though I don't see myself as a princess.."

Smiled sweetly up at him while finished off the wine.

Bob Ramazotti

"Ok, then, lass, why don't you come with me..."

I took her by the arm and moved her onto the dance floor. The band hadn't started yet, but there was solid techno- playing on the speaker system. A bit weird for an exotic dancer, buyt cool by me. We bumped into one another, me gripping her by her hips from behind.

My cock was hard and thick and long in the soft linen trews I'd worn, and I knew she could feel it very well. She ground back into me without being held. I hadn't felt this horny in months and I guessed she was about the same.

So I slowly slid my large hands up over her belly, feeling the firm warm flesh. Meeting no resistance, I slid them up further to cup her full breasts through the chain mail top. And so we danced, or rather imitated fucking, in the middle of a room that was slowly filling up with other partiers

I felt like we were becoming the floor show at a sex club, but somehow it didn't matter to me...

Kitty ~

The beat of the light music, vibrations of the room from the speakers, feeling him pressed hard between my thighs from behind made my head spin. Put the few belly moves I knew into play with the music, yet didn't feel like we were dancing at all.

Purred softly allowing his hand to roam, leaning back against his chest when he grasp the firm breast. Reaching both my hands up and around his neck, stretching the length of my body for him. Grinding back against the hardness that was reaching for more.

Couldn't believe how aroused I was so suddenly, normally this would happen after a few drinks, not one. Right now I knew I wanted more. Soon other people were filling in around us, some reason I didn't feel the least bit concerned.

Leaned my head back nipping and suckling at his neck and ear,

"Want to go *exploring* around the house? Find a more pleasing spot perhaps... m'lord."

Whispered as I kept kissing his meck and suckling softly at the earlobe.

Ray

I look in to the mirror as I carefully apply the make up changing my face so no one would recognize me even with out he mask. I smile at the white face skin looking like its waxen and dead dark makeup around the eyes to making them look sunken in lick I’m looking at you from two dark cavers. I then open my eyes wide carefully putting the red contacts in hiding the ever changing hazel collar. I blink smiling evil at the effect. I always did like going all out when it came to dressing up as my favorite monsgt4er. My black her is slicked back gleaming in the bathroom lights.

I look down at the invention that some one taped to the monster of the computer that I used in school for. I worked nights there keeping the network running and also making sheer no one was noticing my some what less then legal activities. I pick up the fangs that I had made special for me to fit my mouth perfectly so I wouldn’t even notes them. I smile agene gagging the effect they looked absolutely real. I chuckle a dark sound as I slip in to my character. I played a Role-playing game with my friend called Vampires and I always dressed up for it. I still remember the look on there faces the first time I should up dressed like this.

I turn and walk in to my bedroom where my leather garb is layed out waiting for me. I slip on the tight leather pants and the tight black tee-shirt. I don’t look like much at first glans but if you get close enough you can see that my skinny arms are hard the muscles moves under my skin fluidly. There has been a few guys that where surprised at my strength when trying to beat the snot out of the computer inured. They all walked away from the encounter with a new respect for me and more often then not bruised and battered. I pull on the black velvet cape with the red lining raping it around my body before moving out the door.

As I walked across campus I wonder why I was invited I was a nobody and I did my best to keep it that way not really liking to be around people all that much. The only reason I decided to go threw with this was curiosity more then anything ell. I stop in front of the dark house noting that only flickering light came from it. I smile thinking that this maybe more fun then I thought.

I walk up to the door and nock standing in the shadows my black clock making me almost invisible in the dark night. I smile as I see who opens the door her eyes flicking around trying to see who knocked. I step out of the shadows noting with a serten satisfaction as she jumps at my sudden appearance.

“Hello.” I say softly my voice barley more then a whisper. I smile just enough for her to see my very realistic fages. I step in looking around my eyes easily seeing in the dim room there sensitivity to light making them exhalent for seeing in places like this. It’s how I keep my apartment for the most part.

I look back at the witch my eyes moving over her taking in the witch’s outfit, my smile broadening slightly. I let the cape fall open as I take the glass from her drinking it slowly saving the taste and noting the feel of a forin drug moving threw me as soon as it hits my stomach. I hand the glace back. I smile a knowing smile.

“I think I may enjoy this night more then I had thought.” I say softly as I walk past her not looking at her agene knowing that a girl like her would take that as a challenge. Thou I’m a virgin I do know the rules of the game as it where.

As soon as I step in to the party a drink is passed into my hand.

Good evening, welcome.. King Kong is it?" "Toast up and then the rest of the drinks is to your liking." "Do enjoy the party."

I give it a look not knowing what is in it but down it anyway, swallowing most of it in one gulp. I pass the empty glass back to the hostest and continue into the rest of the house. Blotting my chin arm I casually answer her questions as she turn towards the door. "I am sure that this party will to my liking and more." Smiling to myself I begin to move in the direction of the music.

Lloyd Wright

Lloyd wandered past partygoers, coming up behind Amy, who was at the door. Lloyd was the 'silent partner' as it were. All of these parties were known as 'Amy's parties', and she was usually the one stuck out front, welcoming guests.

Of course, Lloyd had paid for the building, and the equipment hadn't exactly been cheap. Of course, profits from a few side gigs helped pay for it, but nothing beat having a partner whose parents were rich. Not that Lloyd had direct access to the cash, or could even get large amounts. He was kept on a rather tight leash, financially. His parents wanted to be sure he knew the value of working for what you got.

Of all that he was, though, he was backer and host second. His main job was bouncer. He made sure that no matter what went on, the kinkier stuff was welcomed, nothing too lasting was inflicted on partygoers, and no one got out of hand. A few had tried in the past, even though it was an invitation affair. Those unlucky few had found out why Lloyd had m ade it all the way to the semifinals in the last kickboxing tournament he'd been in.

They weren't invited back. Lloyd grinned as he took in a few of the guests, one of them a woman in a cat costume. He smiled. Tony had said she would be worth it. His costume was based on one thought: less is more. After all, the worst that could happen was Amy would order him to strip, which was why he was always fashionably late. Besides, she knew him well enough that he'd be only too happy to comply. He wore a pair of thick boots, great for kicking in the faces of any jackasses who wanted to show they didn't need to come back again. He wore a pair of loose jeans, and an open shirt. The long sleeves of that normally more formal shirt were rolled up. He had earphones on, leading to his mp3 player.

Nothing like a little hardcore music blaring in ones ears to start the day. Red ran down from his ears, giving the illusion they were bleeding. Horn were on his forehead, skin back as if they had ripped through his forehead, and they looked bloody, and real. They should, he wasn't someone who only put five minutes into it. Granted, it wasn't as themed as some people's, meant more to showcase his personality and bad habits than to disguise himself as something else.

He turned of the music as he approached the door, not wanting to clue in Amy. He slipped up behind her, slipping arms around her waist, and leaning over her shoulder to kiss her cheek. "Evenin', hun. How're the guests doin'? And how's my dark disciple of the Black Arts tonight, hmmm?"


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Bio:
Lloyd Wright
23
Brown hair & eyes.

Amy

I greeted the belly dancer with a big smile, she was definitely welcome here.. needed to keep the guy's entertained and the women moaning.

"Welcome.. Harem Girl?" The gal shook her head and downed her drink. Smiling she moved instantly past me to circle the viking warrior.

Ah yes, she has taste.. Smiling I again glanced at my watch just as another partier joined us.. This one a dark vampire.

"Welcome to my nightmare.." I winked, yes flirting again. So I did it with every male around... So sue me.

"Come in, have a toast and enjoy.." I handed him a glass and put it back when he was done downing his mixed up orgasm-in-waiting. I watched the vampire glide through as an arm snaked around me from behind. A sound kiss on the Cheek announced my wayward partner in crime finally graced me with his presense.

"Lloyd! You are late as usual.." I eyed his costume and groaned aloud. "This is not remotely wicked enough.." Downing my own glass of mix I tugged him with me through the entry and into the larger closet.

"Strip." I winked wickedly and smiled. Reaching through the hanging garnments I hunted for a proper Devil attire. "Something much sexier is needed to mingle.." I felt his hands roaming on my ass and swatted them away. "Behave, wait til later.. The camera's readied?" I whispered as I handed him the costume.

"It's new, and I bought it for you.. So be a dear and wear it for me.." It left little to the imagination but hid his cock well.. It teased the senses.. especially with his physical appearence.

"Gawd! You fuckin' tease!" I growled it at him narrowing my eyes as I stared. "You know how many women would love to see what I am seeing right now.. and alone?" Flushing a little, I knew my hostess job wasn't quite done yet...

"Soon you will pay up and stop teasing me.. but for now I have work to do." With a little peck on the cheek I was out of the closet and waiting.

"Five more minutes of this and then they can make their own way around.." I felt agitated with having to wait to get Lloyd's clothes removed.. Sooner or later he'd give in.. Damn it!

Lloyd

Lloyd eyed the thing, and thought about how much she wanted him to wear it. Grinning, he put back on what he had been wearing, although he kept the cloak. He sometimes wondered why she tried. She knew he liked to bother her, besides, those things were too tight for his preference. He liked clothes that didn't cling him. Made him feel more free.

He moved out, smirking as she saw he hadn't changed. "Yes, hun, everything's up. Now, if you don't mind, I'll see to some of our guests. Don't be too long, now, or ya might have to wait in line with the rest of them."

He grinned at her, and reached out, cupping one of her breasts as he pushed his mouth against hers, giving her tonsils a caress from his tongue before grinning and disappearing into the crowd, looking for someone who called to one of his tastes. He had a great variety of tasts, and hoped to please most of them tonight. Now, where was that chick in the leather?

Amy

My nipple instantly hardened under his hand, in which my reply was to cup his buldge and give him a little squeeze. Suckling on his tongue, I let him break away and saunter off with that egotistical swagger of his.

Shaking my head, I should have known better than to assume he'd wear the damned costume! I waited a few more minutes and then put up a sign be the champagne. It read:

COME ON IN! FREE ALCOHOL!

Smirking, I trailed off to mingle with the crowd gathering. The band was warming up and strangers were pouring in and mixing nicely. Things were heating up, perhaps it wouldn't be long now?

I sipped a glass of my own 'special mix' and hung out in the entrance. Lloyd was already lurking around, looking for his first conquest.. That slut. I smiled wider, knowing that if it weren't for sluts this world would be boring..

Jane

I took my shower, and after drying noff and wearing only my panties and bra, stepped into the bottom half of my tiger costume. The tail reached to the floor as mi admired myself pirouetting around in front of ther mirror.

Then I put on the upper half. The long sleeves reached my wrists but fotyunately the paws were separate, so at least I could hold a drink in my hand if it came to that. I tried on the head, and it looked great, but I took it off to drive to the nparty, as the visiblity didnt npermit driving.

I headed to the address on the invitation with the head on the seat beside me. I needed all the eyesight I could muster to read the street signs and building numbers, but I found it and parked. Sitting back with a sigh I fitted on the head and paw-like gloves, and headed to the door. After ringing ther bell I went to all fours until it opened, when I reared up and emitted a big growl to try to scare the lady in a witch costume

She seemed startled. but then after stepping back, smiled and then laughed, and tried to hand me a glass of champagne.

I had to decline with my paws on the floor along with my knees, as on all fours I crawled in and joined the party. There were a lot of people there already, including a gorilla and several cats. I wondered if I was at a party or in the zoo

Ape

I stood in a corner of the room nursing a drink in my hand, wondering if attending the party was a good idea. I was just about to leave when in walked a tiger and she was down on all fours to boot. Even under the costume I could recognize her body, the vary same body I have lusted after all semester....

The Mad Scientist

The semester started off fucking rough, I'd spent most night in the library or the chemistry lab.

Then I got a flyer for a Halloween party. What the fuck, I thought, there's no way I'm passing this lab.

Unfortunately, all the time in the books was showing -- I hadn't had my hair cut all semester and it was becoming a mop, and my eyes were looking bloodshot before I even had a drink. My lab coat was really all I had that was even close to a costume, so it would have to be it.

I grabbed the most god awful shirt and pants I could find in the closet and pulled my lab coat over them, through a little chemistry vial in the pocket and headed off to the party, hoping things would be underway by the time I got there.

I walked up to the door and knocked.

Profile:
Jack
6'0"
Crazy brown hair
Bloodshot brown eyes

Okay.....I'm ready.

Inez's grey eyes appraised the view of her "dressed" self within the floor length mirror in her apartment. She had received the invitation for the party earlier that day and decided to attend after having an absolutely horrible week. Perhaps escaping to a place where very few knew her would be a cure for the weekdays ailments.

She lifted her hands to the long dark tresses of ebony hair, pulled into a two ribboned ponytails. Both hands smoothed along the crisp collar of her pressed white shirt, the pocket protector, filled with a few lollipops, neatly stowed away within it's place. Each button securely nestled in it's hole clear to her throat. The shirt was tucked into a little plaid skirt. Plaid skirts were a necessity for the little school girl. That thought made Inez burst out with laughter. The hem barely cleared the plump flesh of her ass, teasing at the curvaceous rise of her hips and thighs. She spun around once, causing the skirt to flare outwards, revealing the simple white cotton panties beneath. Of course, her white knee high socks were pulled clear up to her knees and the polished leather of her black loafers shined in the light. Her deeply bronzed body glistened with just a hint of vanilla scented oil, mixed with just a bit of glitter for a little shine. The scent was utterly delicious.

Inez smiled as she plopped a pair of glasses upon her nose. With a final smear of shiny gloss upon her full lips, she was ready to go. She truly hoped this was a costume party to remember.

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Inez arrived at the building, checking the address, not once, but twice. She heard the sound of voices and music, figuring if it wasn't the right party, it was defnitely a party. But then again, she caught sight of a few costumed partygoer's entering the door, confirming her thoughts.

She skipped across the walk, heading up to the door. A wide, innocent smile appeared as she plucked the lollipop from her glistening lips making her way into the party.

Inez
20
black hair, grey eyes

Jane

I crawled over toward the big gorilla. I was trying to guess who it might be, but even with my limited vision I could see his hands, without the big gorilla paws, hiolding his drink.

He saw me coming (who wouldnt with a big tiger crawling across the dance floor), and beckoning to me headed to a big plump chair and sat himself down.

I followed him and just nestled my head in his lap and purred like a little kitten, as i felt something harden under my cheek, and then felt his hand down there undoing the fly of his costume and releasing himself.

I needed a drink. I thought "why not?", as I shifted my tiger head and took him in between my teeth, and all the way into my throat.

No one could really see, and I had been in his lap a little while anyway. Why not start the party with a bang I thought, as I tried to get him to give me a dose of his cum.