Halloween @ the Brackton Place CLOSED

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The character list:-

Mr Oliver Brackton.....Blue Dolphin
Mrs Anna Brackton..........Sexy curves
Mr John Phoenix.....schmoe_128
Mrs Regina Phoenix.....slipped halo
Mr Roger Sacramento...ManOfSafety
Mrs Cassie Sacramento....molly_hunter28
Mr Jason Boston......scribe_m
Mrs Leanne Boston..... ..queenie
Mr Montgomery.....DMB1981
Mrs Montgomery.....cockslave

Mrs Joan Doe (waitress).....brigid fitch



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IC

31st October, 6 PM.

I stood with my wife Anna,by the fireplace in the lounge, as our ten guests assembled, all in their Halloween costume. Beside us stood our waitress, Joan, a full tray of drinks at the ready.

"May we bid you all good evening, and welcome to our humble home, on this, the occasion of our first "Adult Halloween Party".

You will find here 7 bedrooms, 6 of which we are all using, the seventh holds a collection of toys and implements, that some may wish to partake of later. The indoor pool and jacuzzi are available, as well as the hot tub out back.

As mentioned in your invitations, it is Christian names only tonight, to preserve your anonymity of course.

In a few moments Joan, our waitress, will move among you serving drinks, a concoction of mine, entitled the Devil`s Punch, and believe me, it packs one. Two glasses, and all inhibitions will be forgotten."


I noted the smiles among our gathered guests at this comment.

"At 6.30. we shall move to the dining room, where Joan has prepared a buffet. A buffet that takes up half of the long table, the remaining half is for, well, I will let you use what I am sure are your vivid imaginations for that.

And so my friends, welcome once again, and as the song says, "Anything Goes".

So let the party begin, and have fun.
 
Joan Doe

Joan stood among the guests at the Brackton's home, a tray of martini glasses filled with a red drink that had been prepared before her arrival. She was still seething at her husband, John, who had actually forbidden her to take the job. Forbidden--his word exactly. As though she were his property. After months of arguments, fights, stress, and headaches, Jane was through. Not only did she need the money that this job was paying--and rather generously!--she just downright needed a break.

However, had she known ahead of time what kind of costume Mr. Brackton had deemed appropriate, she may just have listened to John! She knew that costumes were required, so had rented a cute little Playboy Bunny outfit for the evening (no sense in hiding her curves--tips were greatly appreciated, after all). But when she arrived and began bringing in the trays for the catered dinner, the Bracktons had barely said a word to her, whispering to each other. After she had moved everything she would need for the evening from the van to the kitchen, Mrs. Brackton had lead her up into the master bedroom.

"Here, darling. Please put this on." She was handed a transparent apron, apparently made of organza, and the tiniest thong she'd ever seen. Joan was embarrassed--had the Brackton's noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear under her costume?? And was it so revealing that she was being asked to wear the apron over it? Flushed red, Joan took the apron and, before she could slip it over her head, Mrs. Brackton stopped her.

"No, dear--take off the bunny suit. I don't want you to wear these things with your costume. I want you to wear them instead of your costume."

So now here she was, surrounded by all these costumed people, in the largest home in the area, serving possibly the most expensive dinner she's ever heard of, and dressed in nothing but a see-through apron and a thong.

Oh.
My.
God.

She fought the urge to just burst out laughing at the absurdity of it all--the surreality. Instead, she put on her practiced plastic waitress smile.

"Drinks, anyone?"
 
Anna stood with her husband as he welcomed their guests. She smiled as he spoke of the bedrooms, the pool, and the half full table. taking a glass of the red drink fixed by her husband as he finished his welcome, and kissed him softly.

"what now darling" she asked, looking around at their guests.
 
marissa montgomery

As we stood around after the host's speech the sexy little waitress was coming round with the drinks. The punch looked delicious and tasted even better. I had to admire Oliver's choice of outfits for her. it showed her pert breasts to perfection and the thong under that see through apron...........barely covering a sweet cameltoe clearly visible under it.

I kiss my husband tenderly on the lips before whispering in his ear

"Remember darling, enjoy yourself and don't do anything your not comfortable with. I will do the same. this will be a night to remember for ever I hope!"

Approaching our host and hostess I introduce myself as Marissa, thanking them for the invite and complimenting them on their choice of costumes. I run my free hand over Oliver's hair. I just love longer hair for running my fingers through as I pull his face closer to my pussy as they eat me. Hopefully I will have that opportunity so very soon. I turn to his darling wife Anna and feel the curve of her bare buttock under the short skirt. Begging their forgiveness I make an excuse to check out the others now.
 
Regina Phoenix

Regina watched the faces of the people in the party as they arrived. This was their last chance to preserve some semblance of passion in their marriage. Gina was a trophy wife. She had known from the start it wouldn't be easy to be the wife of a work-a-holoc, sex-a-holic, older man who was never home enough...but she had no idea how lonely it would make her. She wasn't John's first wife, probably wouldn't be his last because she was certain she'd divorce him soon if she could. He had been cheating on her for quite some time but he insisted it wasn't cheating but swinging and welcomed her to join him. She had never taken him up on it until tonight.

The former model, former cheerleader, stepped into the room, knowing hse was a vision in her sexy but sweet angel get-up, her husband, appropriately enough, was the devil. She had her red wavy hair spilling over her shoulders and down her back, parted in two places by her wings, her curls swaying against her ass as she walked. She sized the room of people up, deciding she would fuck everyone in the place if that's what it would take to get her John a little more interested in her.
 
John Phoenix

John looked the group over as his host made his speech. He liked he look of the crowd. The women were all very good looking and he knew it was going to be a good night.

When the waitress stepped through the crowd in her costume, John couldn't help but stare. He was bold enough that he didn't bother to look away when she approached him. He took a glass of the punch "So my dear, will you be joining the festivities" he asked her. This drew a learing lok from his wife, which he ignored. If she knew what was in store for her, she wouldn't have minded his comment.

Gina looked ravishing in her angel costume. She had told him his devil costume quite fit his personality, and seeing her as an angel, he felt the same towards her.
 
marissa montgomery

I walk over to the couple dressed as the devil and the angel. smoothing down my short gangster moll skirt. Wow she looks stunning but so lost. As if she didn't really want to be here . Maybe it was her first time at a party if so what an honour to be the virgin at the Brackton's . Now his face was more familiar, I could have sworn I saw him at another less spectacular one last month but he was with a blonde.

"Hi I'm Marissa, love the costumes. So how long have you both been into the scene then , your face looks familiar" I say to the guy who has said his name was John " but I don't think I've met you before cutie"
 
cockslave said:
"Hi I'm Marissa, love the costumes. So how long have you both been into the scene then , your face looks familiar" I say to the guy who has said his name was John " but I don't think I've met you before cutie"

"Hello Marissa. It is a pleasure to meet you. This is my wife Regina, our friends call her Gina, and I'm John. I have been here a couple of times before, but this is my wifes first party. I do hope everyone will welcome her with open, well ... arms." I said, looking Marissa over from head to toe. Admiring what I saw.
 
The sexual tension in the room was incredible! This was more than I could have imagined and judging from the look on Jason's face he was feeling the same way.

Jason and I had been swinging for quite some time now. We love and trust eachother and both find it incredibly erotic to see the other with different partners. But I always knew that at night when I curled up to him in bed, I was his and he was mine.


I was eager to move on to the dining room to see what the main course would bring!
 
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Gina looked Marissa over. This woman was difinitely checking her out. Gina could see by John's reaction he was hoping to distract Marissa's attentions from her to him. Well, Gina planned to do everything against John's wants tonight. She stepped forward, smiling her most charming smile, "Marissa, beautiful costume for a beautiful lady. I had a childhood friend named Marissa. It's the sort of name that instills trust." she wrapped her arm around the beautiful woman's arm, "Can I trust you to help me ease into this sort of thing. Give me some tips, perhaps?" she subtly steered Marissa away from John. If necessary she planned to steal his good time tonight and take it for herself.
 
Mrs Cassie Sacramento

Cassie smiled as the introductions were made. She had been looking forward to this gathering since the invitation had come. Roger had left her incharge of costumes and she thought she had down amazing, his Hugh Heffner outfit shown off his amazing chest. While her Marie Antwonette costume showed of her shaply legs.

The other women in the room were just as beautiful. Cassie knew that any of them would be to Rogers liking. She saw Oliver and Anna walking around introducing themselves on a more personal leval. She smiled and waited for them to stop by and say hello. Cassie sipped her drink and watched the others, she always enjoyed watching.
 
marissa montgomery

I could sense John checking me over, although having seen him around I had never had him beofre. He certainly looked promising, tall and dark with a hint of power to him. I like to feel strength in a man as well as the gentle side. why i love my husband so much......great combination of both.

Now Gina .She really was something else. I sensed a bit of unrest between them and it was as if I was to be the prize initially. She took my arm and pulled us away from him.

"I take it things aren't so good between you both just now hun. Are you sure this is the place to be when like that. I mean swinging is really for those who are either single or very comfortable with the aspect of sharing their partner with others. It's not a competition to see who can fuck the most people."
 
Gina shrugged, "Well, I do really love my husband. I am just...trying to understand him better. I think this is one way to understand what he enjoys.", she explained. She looked Marissa deep in the eyes with her piercing green ones and smiled disarmingly, "I promise you, I am not as innocent as I may look." she said, and realized that in her angel costume it was an appropriate joke so she shrugged slightly and laughed at herself, "Really." she assured.
 
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Oliver

"what now darling"

My lovely wife asked when I had finished speaking.
I kissed her lips softly, just a brush against them before replying.

"Now my love? The same as always happens, we mingle, we meet people, and we have fun. And, if we do not meet somewhere tonight, yhen I wil see you in the morning my angel."

AT that moment, the lovely Marissa approached, introducing herself to us. I smiled at her, and bade her welcome, before excusing myself, and leaviung her talking to Anna.

I walked away slowly, towards the gathered guests. Although they were all here by recommendation, I did not know any of them personally. And the name tags that they all wore would help enormously I felt.

First though, I needed a drink, and made my way across to our delicious looking waitress.
 
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John

John watched as Marissa and Gina walked away together chatting quietly. "I do believe she's in good hands" John thought to himself about Gina as he headed of to socialize, primarliy with the women. They were all quite lovely.
 
Oliver

I moved to one side, distancing myself from the throng, and watching them. Not out of any wierd sense of voyeurism, I was just looking, wondering who would pair up, or maybe even more, with whom.

I watched my wife, gravitating towards the men, and smiled, this was good, and as it should be. Hopefully she would sample all of the cocks available before the dawn. For I fully intended to sample as much pussy as possible, that was what this little soiree was about. Open minded adults, having some asult fun.

I would wait for now though, unless of course, one of our beautiful Halloween ladies approached me.
 
John

I make my way over to the brunette with the stunning green eyes in the colonial dress as her and her husband are talking to Oliver, our host.

"hello, my name is John." I say to her as I try to keep an eye on Gina. Not spying, I just don't want her to get hurt. "May I say, that you look striking in that costume" as I take a sip of my punch, admiringher magnificent form, which of course is set off even more by the way the dress is made.
 
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Blue Dolphin said:
"what now darling"

My lovely wife asked when I had finished speaking.
I kissed her lips softly, just a brush against them before replying.

"Now my love? The same as always happens, we mingle, we meet people, and we have fun. And, if we do not meet somewhere tonight, yhen I wil see you in the morning my angel."

AT that moment, the lovely Marissa approached, introducing herself to us. I smiled at her, and bade her welcome, before excusing myself, and leaviung her talking to Anna.

I walked away slowly, towards the gathered guests. Although they were all here by recommendation, I did not know any of them personally. And the name tags that they all wore would help enormously I felt.

First though, I needed a drink, and made my way across to our delicious looking waitress.




As the beautiful woman moved away from our Hosts' side, I decided an introduction was necessary.. I took Jason's hand and followed Oliver to his sweet little waitress, where he was picking up something to quench his thirst.

Tapping him on the shoulder i said " Excuse me... Mr. ..uhh.. Oliver?" As he turned around I felt my knees weaken and my heart beat hard in my chest!

"Hello Oliver.. It is such a pleasure and honor to be here tonight! I am Leanne and this is my husband Jason" Jason always remained so cool and collected when placed in new 'swinging' situations. I, on the other hand, knew that my excitement could be seen as the low cut of my dress exposed more than half of my breasts, including the hard peaks that had formed the moment Olivers hand caressed my own.

"I am looking forward to spending some time with you tonight... if that would be ok with you both.." I said.. looking between the two men before me.
 
schmoe_128 said:
I make my way over to the brunette with the stunning green eyes in the colonial dress as her and her husband are talking to Oliver, our host.

"hello, my name is John." I say to her as I try to keep an eye on Gina. Not spying, I just don't want her to get hurt. "May I say, that you look striking in that costume" as I take a sip of my punch, admiringher magnificent form, which of course is set off even more by the way the dress is made.



Smiling, I respond.. "Why thank you!" I say extending my hand to him, while glancing at both Jason and Oliver. "Well, this could be an interesting combination, gentlemen?" I say, smiling coyly at the trio. I am absolutely famished, how about moving on to the dining room?"

I knew Jason colud sense my excitement...having three cocks has always been a great fantasy of mine, and tonight could see it become reality.
I see several small couplings forming and taking the hands of Oliver and John we move on toward the dining room....
 
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Oliver

hearing the words

"Hello Oliver.. It is such a pleasure and honor to be here tonight! I am Leanne and this is my husband Jason......I am looking forward to spending some time with you tonight... if that would be ok with you both.." .

I turned to see the couple in Regency costume before me, she with riveting green eyes, that burn to the very core of a man`s soul. Another man was with them, John was his name, and Jason was hanging back a little.

"My dear lady Leanne, I find the idea most amicable, spending time with you my dear, is certain to be an absolute delight. And see, the dining room is open, might I suggest that we both take an arm each John, and escort this delightful lady to dinner."

Turning back, to face the room I called out

"Dinner is served ladies and gentlemen, if you would care to follow us, and let the party begin in earnest."
 
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"Leanne was it?" I asked as she escorted Oliver and I to the dining room. "Well Leanne, it is a true pleasure to meet you." I said with great anticipation of the up coming evening.

We made our way through the buffet line. I watched her move with the garce of a dancer. Every move she made was as fluid. As we approached the table I noticed that the seating arrangement had her seated between Oliver and I. As she set her plate on the table, I pulled her chair out for her and slid itin as she sat.

As I sat next to her, my leg brushed hers, the feeling was electric. I felt chills down my back. I didn't know what it ws about tonight, I had been to several of these parties, bu tnever at the Brackton's, and never with Gina, whereever she might be. I hoped she was enjoying herself, and I hoped she was safe.
 
All the guests entered the dining room, and started to take food, and sit down.

By now I had taken my two glasses of of Devil`s Punch, and I was very relaxed, and also, very wamr. The atmosphere in the room, although more relaxed,w as still, I felt, a little tense, something was needed to break the ice.

I thought for a moment or two, before making a decision, and acting upon it.

I had seen John helping Leanne with her food, and from her actions, and what she had said to me, I knew that very soon she would be ready for some fun. I was also sure that she could take both John and I on, and enjoy every second of it.

Moving to the side of the room, I removed my vicars hassock, leaving me naked except for my shoes, and my dog collar. My cock already semi rigid, at the thought of all these delicious females.

I moved to where Leanne and John were seated, standing next to her, and speaking to her.

"Is everything to your taste leanne, or is there something else that might fancy?"
 
anna walked over towards a group of men that were talking, and looking around at their wives, and the other women. introducing herself to them. She told them she looked forward to joining them this evening, as she took a sip from her glass. before she turned to leave, she whispered to Rodger "I'd really enjoy spending some time with you" kissing him on the neck before going to get a fresh drink.
 
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Mrs Cassie Sacramento

Cassie sat down and watched the show. SHe saw Oliver standing there talking to a woman. What an amazing body he had. Some time tonight she would have to find out a little more.

She noticed her drink was empty and got up to get another. She walked over to the Devils Punch as it was called and took another glass. SHe took a sip and it warmed her body as it went down.
 
Joan Doe

Joan's heart had skipped a beat when she noticed Mr. Brackton coming towards her. Yes, she was holding the drinks and his glass was obviously empty, but there was an unmistakable gleam in his gorgeous eyes. As the "hired help", she was all but invisible and had passed the night eavesdropping. So, that's why the outfit--it's a swingers party, she thought to herself. Well, in for a penny in for a pound, I suppose. She had already resolved to forget about John for a night--just tonight. He wasn't here and what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. At first, she had been timid--afraid that she hadn't been invited as a participant, but decided that if that were the case, then why had she been asked to dress (or undress) for the evening?

No, Joan had decided that she was going to take full advantage of the situation. After all, if Mr. Brack--Oliver--had been intent on approaching her, why couldn't she jump in, as well? But before she could do anything about him, the woman in the Marie Antoinette outfit had intercepted him. Damn her! She didn't think anyone wearing pocket hoops could be so nimble.

And then dinner was announced, cutting short any plan that Joan could devise. She was still here to do a job and hurried into the dining room to check on the chafing dishes and to make sure all was in order. She blessed the Bracktons' regular staff--they had been indispensable in this little endeavor. There would have been no way Joan could pull this off all by herself. And, like the cobbler's elves, they had disappeared back into the woodwork as the guests entered, leaving only the 5 couples and Joan in the elaborate dining room.

She watched intently as the participants began jockeying for position--the one dressed as a moll making the rounds, Marie Antoinette sizing up 2--no, 3!--of the men, and the one dressed as a devil trying to decide on the choicest of the women, asking her at one point if she were going to join the festivities. Joan had noticed the moll looking at her, as well, and she had to admit that she was at least a bit curious. She quickly scanned the room for Oliver and again had to fight a fit of giggles when she saw that he was now naked! This party was wasting no time in getting off the ground! He was a sight to behold, though--ripped abs, well-defined chest, arms, and legs, and a huge cock that was growing by the second.

Determined not to be left out, Joan began serving more drinks, pouring from a beautiful crystal decanter, being sure to bend far over to top off glasses. And if she "accidentally" managed to brush up against a guest, she just grinned her best not-so-innocent grin and moved on to the next.

"Forbidden" indeed...
 
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