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Jack O' Lanterns
by The Impious Imp (address withheld)
***
A case of mistaken identity makes one man's Halloween
party quite exceptional. (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
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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