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Halloween Swing Night
by Tanya Fly
"For the hundredth time, yes, Tommy, you can pull this off," Gina said as
she applied the final touches of makeup to her husband's face. "You'll look
great and all the girls are going to love it! You'll be the hit of the party, and
very popular."
"I don't know, Gina. What woman wants to have sex with a someone
dressed like a French Maid?" Tommy smiled as he realized what he had just
said. He knew that lots of women liked having sex with other sexily attired
women. "I mean, unless there was actually a female underneath. A guy
dressed up like this might turn them off. You know, too 'weird'".
Gina hugged him and said sexily, "It doesn't turn me off. In fact, I can
hardly keep my hands off you. I want to jump on you right now! But whoa,
big boy," she said as he made a play to have her carry through on her
statement, "we are already late for the party and we have to get going."
Gina and Tommy have been married for several years. They are active in a
lifestyle known as Swinging. A 1970's expression left over from the Free
Love generation. It's about as hip a word as 'groovy', but nevertheless it
remains in use to describe couples that have a relationship that allows them to
have sex with other couples, as long as the other person knows about it and
is in agreement. Nowadays, most couples just use the generic word
'lifestyle'; as in "How long have you been in the Lifestyle?"
Although they meet up with other couples privately as well, most of their
liaisons take place at a private club. It is a club for other swingers and there
are always plenty of old friends as well as lots of new faces. The club has
hundreds of members, but like most clubs, some people attend a lot, some
occasionally, and some hardly ever. And then there are always some new
members and guests as well.
Tonight was the club's annual Halloween party and the energy level was
unusually high. Halloween provided the opportunity to let some very open-
minded people delve into their fantasies. The outfits varied from mild to wild
and there was an annual contest to see who had the best costume. Tommy
still remembered the Crack Whore, complete with real cum dripping down
her leg, who won last year. Tommy smiled as he remembered that he had
contributed to that part of the costume.
Other costumes were also memorable. One of the older members had dressed
as a baby in diapers. He didn't get any sex that night, but seemed to find
plenty of ladies who were happy to let him nurse.
Then there was the year that Amanda, a sweet little sprite of a girl from East
Texas, had dressed up like a Dominatrix. Tommy finally got her alone in one
of the private bedrooms and chided her about her ability to carry off her
costume. Ten minutes later, handcuffed, collared and sporting a reddened
ass, he had been paraded around the club at the end of a leash as evidence
that Amanda wasn't just dressing the part. She became very popular after
that night and Tommy took a lot of good-natured ribbing.
This year's Halloween was another night that Tommy was sure to hear about
for a long time to come. Gina had decided that they should go as sexy maids
and had finished sewing the costumes weeks ago. Now he was not at all
sure that he could carry off HIS costume, and was having second thoughts.
When she first proposed the idea, Tommy thought it might be kind of kinky
and kind of fun. He expected to be a guy obviously in drag, something not at
all out of place on Halloween night at the club. He would have been one of a
dozen or so guys all sporting ill-fitting clothes and stumbling around on too
big high heels. But Gina had insisted upon a dress rehearsal and Tommy was
actually alarmed at how well he carried off the part. With Gina's assistance at
make-up and comportment, Tommy actually looked quite pretty. Too pretty,
he thought. He didn't look like a guy dressed up as a woman for Halloween,
he looked like a woman. He was afraid that he looked too real to pretend it
was all a gag. He was so convincing that some people were going to believe
that he had been living a double life, which could be unsettling to the
heterosexual crowd at the club. Even kinksters have their prejudices.
When Tommy told his concerns to Gina, she just laughed it off and said,
"Well then I guess you'd better not get caught." And then assured him that
everything would be fine. After all, she said, Tommy was well known at the
club as a stud and no one would think otherwise.
They arrived at the club at well past sunset. The club was really someone's
house. It was located on several wooded acres and had a long driveway that
members were required to walk up. No one was allowed to park in the
driveway, so everyone had to find a place on the street and stumble up the
long and relatively steep driveway. This was an ongoing source of good-
natured grumbling among the club members.
As luck would have it, Gina and Tommy arrived at the same time as several
other couples, none of whom they recognized. So the group all made their
way up the driveway together and arrived at the club's front door as one
mass of people. No one noticed the two beautiful French Maids arriving
together. Also no one noticed the same pair exiting the bathroom after
having checked their make-up and freshened up.
Gina had left the bathroom first and was out of sight, mingling in the heavy
crowd, by the time Tommy had adjusted the seems to his black silk stockings
and had tucked his penis back into the tight panties that hid it. He emerged
from the bathroom and decided to make his way to the bar, knowing that he
needed some liquid courage to make it through the night of teasing.
Tommy was waiting his turn at the bar when he felt a hand caress the small of
his back. He turned to see who was making the overture and was chagrined
to see a pot-bellied cowboy named Frank. Frank was notorious at the club
for going after the new women. Frank didn't know how much of a 'new
woman' he was dealing with this time.
"Hi, Frank," said Tommy, not realizing that Frank wasn't kidding around
and had not recognized him.
"You know me?"
"You're reputation precedes you," said Tommy, with sarcasm that was lost
on the increasingly turned on Frank. The 'woman' had looked good from
behind, and looked even better from the front. Tall and broad, just the way
Frank liked 'em.
"What reputation is that?" asked Frank, shining the smile of a snake before
the kill.
"You're big gun," said Tommy, looking down at Frank's crotch. Again he
said it with sarcasm that was also lost on Frank, who genuinely appreciated
the compliment.
"C'mon," said Frank, "I've got something that you've just gotta see."
Grabbing Tommy's hand, Frank led the way through the crowd and up the
stairs toward the private rooms. Tommy was sure that Frank had recognized
him, although he was somewhat surprised that Frank hadn't started teasing
him about his costume, so he allowed himself to be pulled along. He really
thought that Frank had something to show him - that is, his friend Tommy.
But Frank actually had something he want to show to the lovely French
Maid.
They reached one of the bedrooms and Frank had just locked the door behind
him when Tommy began to wonder what was going on. Glancing about the
room, he was about to ask Frank what he was supposed to see when Frank
spun him around and planted a big kiss on 'her' lips!
Tommy was appalled at this turn of events and began to struggle against the
larger man. But Frank had the sexy Maid in a big bear hug and interpreted
'her' movements as signs of mounting passion. Tommy, unable to free his
trapped arms decided to wait for a pause in the kiss to break the news to
Frank. Hopefully they would both have a big chuckle.
But the kiss lasted a long time and Tommy soon realized how good a kisser
Frank was. When the kiss finally did break, Tommy wasn't sure exactly
what to do. Then Frank began to kiss his way around the Maid's neck,
which Tommy really liked. And began to suck the Maid's earlobe, which
Tommy liked even more.
Frank continued to kiss the pretty Maid, but he also moved one of 'her'
hands to his crotch, where he encouraged 'her' to stroke it through his jeans.
Frank really did seem to have a big gun! And it seemed loaded!
Tommy, unsure of how to extricate himself from the situation and curious
about the size of Frank's penis, slowly lowered himself to his knees and
undid the big man's trousers. Frank wasn't wearing any underwear, so that
when his pants came down his penis flopped right into Tommy's face, and
almost into his mouth.
For the longest moment, Tommy just knelt there looking at it. He'd never
seen a penis up close like this and he had to admit it looked interesting. It
was sexy, Tommy decided. Smooth and hard and pink with the cutest little
eye that instantly began to tear.
"He likes you," said Frank, ever the smooth talker. "Go on, kiss him. Show
him you like him too."
So Frank did. Right on that wet little eye. It tasted good.
Frank grasped the base of this penis and began moving it over the Maid's
lips, like he was applying lipstick. "I like it like this," he said, stating the
obvious, "now stick out the tip of your tongue. Not too much! Just a little."
He continued to rub his penis over Tommy's mouth.
Tommy soon got the hang of things and decided to kiss the length of the
shaft. When Frank seemed to like that he did it some more. Then he took the
head into his mouth. Frank seemed to like that even more, so Tommy took
more of it into his mouth until he was full. Tommy wanted to taste more of
the cock so he swirled his tongue around it to see if it tasted different on
different sides. Frank started moaning and pumping his hips. Tommy
realized that he enjoyed the sensation of a stiff cock pumping in and out of
his mouth. He liked the taste as it mingled with his lipstick and he enjoyed
the musky odor. Frank's pubic hair tickled his nose on each thrust and there
was a pleasing sucking on each withdrawl.
In all, Tommy was enjoying the experience and continued to give Frank an
enthusiastic blow job.
Tommy wanted to feel Frank's big balls, having never been so close to a pair
that weren't his own before. Frank's gun had a trigger and Tommy found it.
The Maid had just hefted and gently squeezed the cowboy's balls when the
pistol fired. It fired a steady jet of hot bullets into Tommy's waiting mouth.
Frank really was packing a six shooter, as six (maybe seven) hot shots fired
down Tommy's throat.
The Maid swallowed it all and licked around the bulbous head for more,
feeling a sense of accomplishment and intimacy. So great was the intimacy
that 'she' wanted to share it with the randy cowboy. The Maid stood to hug
and kiss Frank, but he was having none of it. His lust had evaporated and
all he was feeling now was a need for a drink, and need to get away from this
crazy lady who was trying to kiss him with a freshly cummed-in mouth.
Frank turned his head in revulsion and quickly pulled his pants up as the
Maid went to kiss him. "Hey," Frank said, "what do you think I am? Gay? I
don't want to taste that stuff!" With a quick, "See ya around", Frank
departed.
Tommy's head was swimming. He was kind of miffed at Frank for bolting
like that, but more than anything else he was confused by his own actions.
And by the fact that he had enjoyed the accomplishment of passing as a
woman and in pleasing his partner.
Tommy paused briefly to fix his make-up and freshen his lipstick, and then
he began to head out of the room. Just as he was exiting the room, Tarzan
walked by. "Have you seen my wife?" he asked, "She's dressed like me,
only as a girl." The man was clearly taken in by the lovely Maid and was
stumbling on his words a bit.
"Why, no," Tommy replied. "No one in here but me." Curtsying, 'she' said,
"I was just cleaning up, M'sieur."
Tarzan may have been a little dizzy by the lovely vision in front of him, but
he knew the scent of cum-breath when he smelled it. His own wife was a
nice woman and a good lay, but she hardly ever sucked his cock and never
would she swallow his spunk. Tarzan was not about to let a cum-
swallowing Maid get away before he'd had his turn.
Taking 'her' hand, he led them back into the bedroom, saying, "Well I just
better check."
Shutting the door, Tarzan quickly undid his pants and pulled out his own
delicious banana. "Maid! See here," he said, holding out his stiff penis "this
is not right at all! I'm sure it's not supposed to be all straight and full like
this."
Tommy smiled, this guy was cute and had a good sense of humor. Once
again he sank to his knees and eagerly began sucking a big cock.
Meanwhile, Frank had been in the bar telling anyone who would listen about
the wonderful time he had upstairs with a new member dressed in a French
Maid costume. Someone asked if he had meant Gina, who was also dressed
that way. But Frank assured them that this girl was not Gina, but was an
entirely new girl. How right he was.
Looking around, Frank mentioned that the woman had not yet returned to the
social area. With a wink he said that she was probably still "recovering".
Some of the guys decided to go look for the woman and went upstairs to
search. If the woman was as good as Frank said, and he should know, then
she was worth looking for. One of the fellows peeked into the room where
Frank had been, and spotted Tarzan and the Maid just finishing up. She was
still on her knees and appeared to imparting a farewell kiss to the rapidly
deflating cock.
Tommy was in the process of tucking the spent penis back inside the man's
pants when a soldier's blue dress slacks appeared in her line of sight and the
man pulled out his own howitzer. Having never yet met a knob she couldn't
polish, the Maid went to work.
Soon a pattern emerged where one deflated penis was replaced by another,
stiffer, one. Word had spread and a line had formed outside the room.
Tommy took all comers and was rewarded by different taste treats as each
costumed man delivered his own Halloween treat.
However the mistress of the house and club, who was literally dressed like
someone's Mistress, domme gear and all, was less than pleased to find the
train of men snaking down the hallway, waiting their turn.
"You guys are pathetic," she said, "all those horny women downstairs are
looking for randy men to show them a good time, and you guys are up here
waiting in line for a blowjob! Now get going!" She shooed the guys off.
When they were gone, the Mistress went into the room herself, ready to tell
the woman not to be so greedy with all the horny guys.
But when she saw the look of pure desire on the woman's face, she softened
a bit. And became curious. She thought she knew all the women in the club.
She didn't know all the guests but still?.this woman looked familiar
somehow.
The Mistress wanted to make sure the girl was really enjoying herself, so she
reached between the Maid's legs from behind to fondle her pussy. A wet
pussy never lies, she reasoned.
When she did, she was stunned and amazed to find a dick where a pussy
should have been. The Maid never even broke her rhythm. In fact, Tommy
was thrilled to feel a warm caress on his throbbing penis. Having provided
so much pleasure he felt that it was time for a little pleasure of his own.
Tommy didn't even seem to notice when the man, oddly dressed as Newt
Gingrich, had zipped up and departed and a cunt was put in its place. So
intent and focused was he on giving great head, that a pussy seemed just as
nice as a dick. Before he left, the Mistress told the man to find her husband,
also the club owner, who was dressed as a farmer, and tell him to come right
away.
The Mistress gently pulled him along with her until she was reclining on the
bed and Tommy was on his knees, also atop the bed, happily nestled between
her spread legs.
When Joey, the club owner arrived, he found a beautiful French Maid eagerly
lapping at his wife's cunt. He shrugged his shoulders, "What's up?"
"This girl's dick," the Mistress replied. "Feel for yourself."
When Joey did, he was also surprised to find just what his wife had
promised. "Who is he?"
The Mistress smiled and said, "Let's just say that Gina must have a VERY
clean house."
"Has 'she' been behaving herself?" asked the Farmer with a smile.
"Actually she's been a bit of a slut," replied the Mistress, pleased with the
surprise registering on Joey's face. "This little tart has been sucking off guys
all night, depleting the stock of studs for the rest of our female guests. There
are now so many limpy, sucked-dry dried cocks around here that the women
are going to have to fuck each other! Not that many will mind, of course.
But it is all because of this over-eager beaver."
"Has this 'lady' experienced full womanhood yet?" Joey wanted to know. "I
mean, has anyone broken this pussy's cherry," he asked, fingering Tommy's
anus.
"Actually, darling," cooed the Mistress, "I thought that's where you'd come
in."
"Cum in there I shall," smiled the Farmer, pulling out his own cock.
With plenty of lubrication and lots of patience, Joey was eventually able to
fully bury his penis into the Maid's pussy. The three of them were very
happy as the Farmer thrusted into the Maid (who was no longer a maiden),
who in turn eagerly lapped the Mistress's pussy. All three came in a wave
that started with Joey, who sent gobs of cum into Tommy. Which triggered
Tommy's eruption and caused him to exert extra energy into eating the
Mistress, which sent her into a shattering orgasm.
Using a pair of the Mistress's costume handcuffs, which were very real, and
a leash and collar, the Farmer and the Mistress soon led the pretty Maid into
the social area of the club. They paraded her onto a small platform and
announced her the winner of this year's costume contest, noting the cum
leaking down her leg (which seemed to have become a contest prerequisite).
All the club members applauded, and congratulated the winner, especially the
lucky men who had experienced her themselves. Some guests whispered that
her costume really wasn't all the clever or unusual; there were lots of women
dressed as French Maids. But the club owners had made their choice and
everyone went along with their decision.
When the crowd had dispersed a little, Joey extricated Gina from the
Phantom Of The Opera who was draped all over her and asked her to take
the 'lady' home. Joey explained to Gina, loudly enough for many club
guests to 'overhear', that Tommy had gone home earlier with a stomach ache
and that the lovely Maid had agreed to drive Gina home. Joey gave Gina the
handcuff keys and handed her the leash as well.
"You'd better get her home while all those guys still have a smile on their
face," whispered Joey to Gina, as he filled her in on the night's
developments.
Joey escorted the pair outside. As they were leaving he said to Gina, "We
hope to see you and Tommy back here again at the club as often as possible.
You're one of our most popular couples, and real friends".
Turning to the Maid, he said with mock severity, "As for you, young lady,
we don't approve of your kind in our club. Please, don't come back." Then,
more kindly, he said again, "Please."
With a leer at the two gorgeous Maids and a smile, wink and wave, he went
back to the party.
They walked in silence for several moments before Gina said:
"Slut"
"Bitch," replied Tommy.
"Cocksucker".
"Nag"
"Cum-breath"
Pause.
"Jealous?" chided Tommy.
"Yes," smiled Gina.
Longer pause.
"Fuck me?" giggled Tommy.
"Lover -- the minute we get home!" laughed Gina.
"Do this again?"
Wrapping her arm in his, she said, happily "Same time next year!"
(the end)
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