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By Moonlite~

A true story about my boyfriend and myself last Halloween. It may not be as wild as some of the stories you've read, but since it is true, I'd like to see if you would have had the nerve to do what we did in real life.
It's hard to believe it's almost Halloween again. That's one of my most favorite days of the year. Our office building and my company each have a costume contest and I love a good competition! I put a lot of thought into what I was going to wear this year and finally decided to be a butterfly.
Engineering the wings was a small feat in itself as was designing the watercolor painting on the silk fabric. But it all came together very nicely. I had a black unitard for the body and a black skin cap for my head with the antenna securely fastened. Black ballet slippers and a black mask with a few feathers on it completed the outfit and off I went. I looked really cute.
The day went very well and walking through the Financial District at lunchtime was a real trip. I was with a group from work and we encountered several crayolas, a pregnant frog, Tinkerbell and Peter Pan (both of whom were males), and an assortment of hoboes and no less than 5 people dressed as Batman.
The day went well and I placed second in the office building, losing out to the rabbit coming out of the top hat.
After work I was going to meet Shawn (my boyfriend) at a party. He would never tell me what his costume was. I begged and pleaded but he said it was a surprise.
I arrived a few minutes late, which is usual for me, parked the car and reattached my wings. As I entered the front door I saw about 50 people were already there, all of them masked. Several were outside by the pool and many were milling around the house.
As I made my way through the crowd I realized I didn't recognize a single person there. I knew Shawn had arrived because I had seen his car out front.
I looked over all the men, some of whom, were wearing spectacular costumes. There was a pirate I found particularly sexy. And Batman was in evidence everywhere. It became very obvious that some of them should have thought twice before putting on tights. Raggedy Ann and Andy were adorable, as were the couple dressed as Robin Hood and maid Marion. But still I couldn't find Shawn. I couldn't even tell who the host and hostess were in their costumes. They are friends of his and I'd only seen them once in normal attire.
Suddenly I looked toward the pool and saw the most gorgeous sight. Zorro all decked out in black with the tightest pants. I'd recognize that body anywhere!
He must have spotted me at the same time and waved for me to join him. He was standing with a group of people, or should I say ladies. Six of them were crowded around him admiring his costume and what it covered.
I felt much better when he pulled me close and kissed me deeply in front of all of them. That put a damper on their enthusiasm and some of them drifted away. I stood back to admire him and he slowly turned so I could see the front, back and sides. He looked incredibly sexy and he knew it.
I'm not sure who had the idea but we both knew that staying and partying would drive us both mad. He knew the host very well and had obviously been there before. He took my hand and we slowly slipped past the guests and entered a side door of the pool house.
Almost before the door was closed he took me in his arms and kissed me passionately. I responded with equal vigor, and let him know I was very excited. He turned on a light in the entryway and we moved on into the main room which was furnished with only a few chairs and a game table. He was trying to hold me but my wings were severely restricting his efforts.
Before I knew what he was doing he unsheathed his sword and cut the straps that held them in place. No sooner had they fallen to the floor than he pulled off my cap and was nibbling on my neck and ears.
Caught up in the moment I began to search for the ties on his shirt and the belt buckle on his trousers. We worked at a feverish pace to unclothe each other. My unitard was being pulled from my body and he was delighted to see that I was wearing nothing at all underneath it.
He helped me finish removing his clothes and as soon as they fell to a pile on the floor I was in his arms again. I could feel his boner pressing into me and longed to have him inside. There was to be no foreplay on this occasion, neither of us needed any additional time to get prepared.
Tenderly he lowered me to my knees and then whispered for me to turn around and bend down. I was no sooner in position with my ass high in the air to receive him than he was ready to press onward.
I gave a small cry as he rammed his hard cock into me. I wanted him so badly and yet it was still a shock to feel him take me so abruptly. He used short strokes initially and them pressed forward with all his might until I knew he was reaching my tummy at the very least.
His hands were holding my hips in position at first but soon began exploring my body. I could feel his balls slapping against me as he thrust harder and then pulled back.
The feeling of his hot cum filling my pussy was incredible, and I was fast approaching a climax. He hastened this by gently rubbing my clit as he made his final deep thrusts.
My muscles tightened on him making my pussy caress his cock, as I started to cum too. His motions didn't vary, thrust and retreat, trust and retreat. Feeling his fingers playing with my clit as he bore his cock into me kept me at an almost constant level of orgasm.
He seemed to know exactly when to ram into me to keep me in that blissful state.
His arms were quick to cuddle me and he kissed my face and lips and thanked me for making him so happy. We stayed in an embrace for several minutes and murmured soft words and kissed.
All too soon it was time to get dressed and rejoin the party. I put on the unitard again and realized I would be going out looking almost naked since the wings were no longer wearable. He offered me his cape and I searched in my purse for an eyebrow pencil and a mirror.
After replacing the cap and the mask I turned to him and asked how I looked. He was pleased that I now looked like Cat Woman in search of Batman. I know that was one Halloween neither of us will soon forget!