treat or… fuck!

When I walked into the house an hour ago it was rather dull, but now the Halloween party was in full swing. An interesting punch bowl sat on a large table with several plastic cups around it. Fake eyeballs floated in the liquid and occasionally bounced as if they were dancing to the loud music. Many people had long since left the interesting concoction and went on to more serious liquors.
Football jocks and sorority chicks were grinding into each other proactively. It was a chorus line of hot sweaty bodies, many of whom were quite revealing in their costumes. Most of my fellow athletes were gawking at the scantily clad cheerleaders and other women who had drifted in to the party. A few couples made out on the sofas and chairs while precariously holding half-full glasses of vodka or rum or some other voltaic concoction. I, on the other hand, was surreptitiously checking out the bulging crotches and tight asses of the guys.
I took another sip of my own drink. I think it was rum, my favorite, but I honestly don’t remember exactly. The night is a bit of a haze to me. I was wearing a skimpy silk dress that accentuated my muscles rather effectually. This was the one time of the year I could do something so daring and get away with it. I had one of those cheap hooker wigs that was mid-length and straight, streaked with brown and blonde strands. The lipstick and eyeliner made me feel sexy. What was really getting to me was the thong I had found at Victoria’s Secret that rubbed against my asshole every time I moved in any way.
My swimmers build made for a semi-decent drag, though my arm muscles looked slightly off. My toned abs were easily concealed by the fabric of the dress that was cut to be a bit saggy in the stomach area. I had found a bra with silicon implants sown into the cups to make for a more realistic look and feel. Staring around at all these sweaty costumed bodies was making it very hard for me to not give away my womanhood by displaying a large erection in the front of my red dress.
I could tell, after another hour, that the alcohol was passing around the party rather quickly. People were knocking things over. A few girls had taken their man by the hand and found a quiet corner somewhere to get down to some business. A few seemed to be getting close to doing it right here in front of everyone. This was really nothing new. Throw any party with a bunch of frats and young girls and you will almost always get a free porn show. I hated them because I always had to pretend I was interested when I really wasn’t.
I caught the eye of Jason Englewood, one of the first string basketball players here at the college. He looked in my direction and winked. This shocked me for a few moments until I remembered that I was completely in drag and he was holding an almost empty bottle of tequila. I winked back at him.
He smiled widely, showing off his almost-perfect teeth, and began walking towards me. He was wearing a football player costume with the typical charcoal marks under his eyes. He had a mesh top with the number 44 on it. His nipples were completely visible through the holes of the mesh since he didn’t wear anything under it. The bottom of the top stopped several inches before the sleek and tight spandex bottom began and a thin trail of hair went from the pants to his navel. His crotch bulged out significantly and I immediately realized I shouldn’t have enticed him over. Mine was about to be bulging too.
He came near enough to me to smell the tequila mixing with his own masculine scent. He smiled down at me.
“Hey baby. You look hot.”
Was he fucking with me, or was he really that drunk? I decided to play along.
“You don’t look so bad yourself.” I seductively bit my lower lip.
He grabbed his crotch right in front of me and adjusted himself. I think it was then that I realized he was really just drunk.
“Look babe. My girlfriend dumped me a couple of weeks ago and…I don’t mean to sound rude but I’m horny as hell. Did I mention you’re hot?”
I blushed and I wasn’t faking it. I had seen Jason many times before and always thought he was hot. The truth is I’m not very brave when it comes to romance. It didn’t help that I wasn’t out on campus.
“Would you think I was a whore if I said I was horny too and I really want to suck your dick?”
He smiled at me again and promptly grabbed the spandex pants and pulled the front down under his balls. A large and beautiful eight inches flopped out just a hairs breadth away from my face. I nervously glanced around the and, realizing everyone was too drunk or busy with their own action to pay us any attention, I took his cock into my mouth.
The taste of him was completely exhilarating. I could smell his masculinity and it drove me crazy. I bobbed up and down on his cock while I swirled my tongue in circles around it. After a few minutes of this I drove my head down on him until I felt his head slip down my throat. I could feel my nose bury into his short pubic hair and I inhaled him deeply before I came back up.
“Damn babe. Your mouth is so fucking hot.”
He grabbed me by the chin and pulled and leaned in to kiss me. I couldn’t believe I had just been sucking Jason Englewood’s dick, but now I was kissing this hot guy! He stuck his tongue in my mouth and I sucked on it, tasting the bitter tequila flavor that still lingered there.
“Jason baby, can we find a more private spot?”
He looked like I had just given him a car for Christmas and he gently took my hand and led me upstairs. We found an empty room that had a small pumpkin with a candle in it next to the bed.
Jason laid me down on the bed and began kissing me again while he used his hands to massage my fake breasts. I was so happy now that I had gotten some that felt so realistic. Had he been sober he surely would have known the difference though. He began kissing my chin and neck. Then he did something I’ve never experienced, and to this day it’s the hottest thing a guy can do to me. He began sucking on my ear lobe and occasionally sticking his tongue in my ear.
As he did this I began to get a bit nervous. My cock was now rock hard and I could feel it pressing into his. He didn’t stop though. In fact, he was grinding his cock into mine.
I sat up and flipped him around on the bed. I ran my hands underneath the mesh shirt and tweaked his nipples a few times. He was moaning loudly. I lifted his arms up and pulled the shirt off. I sucked on both of his nipples and then licked underneath his arms.
It was obvious that he was really getting worked up. He forcefully pushed my head back down to his crotch. I eagerly took his cock back into my mouth while at the same time working the tight pants farther down his legs. When I finally managed to get them off he spread his legs wide and I began lapping at his shaven ball sack.
While I had him focused on this cock worship I began licking my finger and working it into my own asshole. I wanted to be ready for him. I pulled the thong aside and moaned onto his cock as I added a second finger.
“Oh god baby. You are such a good little cocksucker.”
“Mmmmhmmm,” was all I could manage.
Finally, I pulled my mouth off of his cock and straddled him. I slowly pushed the head of his cock into my ass and expertly began riding him. He put his hands on my hips and bounced me up and down with hip thrusts. I stuck my finger to his lips and he sucked it into his mouth, not knowing where it had been.
His eyes were closed now and he was breathing heavily. I took one hand off of his chest, which I had been using as a support, and reached under my dress to pull down the front of my thong. I stroked my cock fervently as he plowed his huge dick into my ass.
“You like it when I fuck you bitch? Huh? Do ya?”
“Oh god I do Jason. Don’t stop. Keep fucking me hard!”
The short exchange of forceful words sent me over the top and I began to shoot cum all over his torso, though it was concealed from his vision by my dress. I made a quick attempt to cover for it.
“Oh god I’m so wet!”
He began to grunt and within a few moments I could feel him shooting inside me. Each spurt hit my prostate and sent convulsive quakes throughout my entire body. I fell down on top of him and we both turned on our sides – his cock still buried inside my ass.
I kissed him and nibbled at his lower lip. He ran his hand down to my silk-covered ass and caressed it gently. It suddenly concerned me what would happen if someone were to walk in – or if he were to sober up. I began to pull away from him but he held on to me tightly.
“Please Mike, don’t go. The door is locked. Nobody will come in.”
My eyes bulged out of my head like a cartoon character.
“You… Jason you knew?”
He looked at me squarely in the eyes and nodded.
“I’ve been checking you out since our Freshman year Mike. I’m sorry I took advantage of your being drunk.”
I laughed out loud. “I thought YOU were drunk!”
He laughed back at me and we both understood. I squeezed him in tighter and we kissed until we each fell asleep.
I think it’s safe to say that Halloween was a pleasant mix of trick and treat!