Mixing It Up on Halloween (Patreon)

All righty lads, here's the first Halloween themed story for the holiday itself. I figured since it ended up being a bit shorter than my normal fare I'd write up another at a similar length to give y'all something to enjoy later in the day. Plus it means two winners instead of one and an extra set of kinks for those not into that sweet, sweet lesbian action!

It was on a warm Friday that Halloween proper had finally arrived. Flocks of children roamed the streets in search of candy and many people not bound by familial restrictions were getting dressed up for whichever party they'd decided to attend. For most that meant putting on something nice and revealing to show off whatever attribute might make them look the best. In Dawn Harper's case that meant a cute little Tinker Bell outfit that drew attention away from her relatively small bust and towards the juicy ass that had drawn the attention of so many men and women over the years. Not to mention how well it paired with her diminutive, four feet and eight inches stature. Her naturally light blonde hair was pulled into the trademark bun and her pale skin was coated in a thin layer of water soluable paint that gave her a nice, golden glow. Along with the gossamer wings strapped to her back she was quite the recreation of the famous Disney fairy. Excluding the almost periwinkle blue eyes she was simply too lazy to correct with any sort of contacts.

It was doubly beneficial she'd chosen such a simple look when, upon checking the time, Dawn realized even the ten or so minutes it'd taken to change out of her work clothes and turn into Tinker Bell was going to make her late. Her girlfriend Jackie was almost expecting such an occurrence and was likely already enjoying the festivities with their recently dumped mutual friend Natasha. But considering the party they were all attending was far more sexual in its purposes than their usual fare it was hard for Dawn not to feel a little rushed for time. After all, if she and Jackie were going to hook up while a dozen other couples were doing the same it only made sense to arrive as early as possible. They'd even come up with a plan beforehand to let them enjoy both the public nature and the kinky anonymity both women so feverishly enjoyed. Throw in a bit of pretending to have never met roleplaying and the pair of them had the perfect recipe for a fun night. And Natasha almost certainly finding a rebound fling to take her mind off her last boyfriend was just the cherry on top.

Arriving at the party almost ten minutes after she was supposed to Dawn was nonetheless thrilled to step inside the house and be immediately overcome by the smell of sex. A man and a woman were sitting on the bench in the entryway passionately making out, both of his hands unabashedly groping her ass as they did. With a wide smile she moved past them into the living room. Though unsure what Natasha was coming as she knew to look for Jackie's Phantom of the Opera costume. Winding her way around a few more couples in varying states of undress, pausing to admire each one for a few seconds of course, she would her way through all the rooms on the ground floor until the kitchen was the only place left. After taking a short break to enjoy the sight of a woman dressed as a slutty angel being messily fingered by a man with devil horns she stepped into the final spot. If Jackie didn't turn up she could always grab a drink and search upstairs or in the backyard. Really wherever there was enough of an audience to get them both off.

Barely two steps into the room Dawn spotted her girlfriend among the crowd. Her smooth black hair was unrestrained around her face, most of which was hidden behind the white mask. She was sitting down at a small table by the sliding glass door but her elaborate cloak was opened enough for everyone to see the lacy black bodice holding up her impressive bust and hugging her tight belly. The matching short skirt fastened around her waist stopped at mid thigh and left exposed a delightfully smooth swathe of skin. She recognized her lover's smooth ebony skin and pouty lipped smile with ease and a grin of her own quickly appeared. Positioned as she was with part of her legs hidden beneath the table cloth and nobody seated across from her she was in a prime spot for a sexy little surprise. So long as Dawn wasn't noticed sneaking under the table she could make up for her tardiness and then some in a way that was sure to delight her lover to no end.

Natasha drummed her fingers against the table in time with her rapidly beating heart as she watched the party outside. Or rather one person among the crowd: a hunky pirate she'd met a few times before and had developed something of a crush on. They hadn't talked much since she arrived but Jackie's insistence that they swap costumes definitely paid off. Several times when he thought she wasn't looking she caught him staring at her costume. Hopefully that wasn't all he was staring at either! She certainly wasn't completely over her last relationship but he would definitely be a nice distraction at the very least. She was already starting to feel that telltale flutter in her stomach that accompanied jumping someone's bones. Even when he disappeared from view her mind continued to wander down avenues that would make her Catholic school teachers blush.

“Oh!” She suddenly gasped.

Reality came back to her in a flash when she felt the unmistakable sensation of fingers running along her bare thighs. Her entire body reflexively tightened and her legs attempted to close. But whoever the hands belonged to wasn't the least bit perturbed. Natasha gasped again as her thighs were gently pushed back open as though it wasn't a big deal. She felt a hot breath on her pussy and instantly regretted her choice in skimpy thongs. Whoever was down there made their intentions perfectly clear from the moment they appeared. Natasha could almost sense them leaning towards her slit, their fingers rubbing against the edges of her lips as they did. She wanted to stop them, to find out who it was and reprimand them for very nearly assaulting her. Yet she did nothing. Not even offering the paltriest amount of resistance she let them slowly pull aside her panties and get a full view of her perfectly hairless and already went cunt. Natasha could count in months the last time someone had gone down on her. And with her crush still on her mind part of her simply wanted to lie back and imagine it was him comically kneeling beneath the table about to taste her arousal. 

Down below Dawn was overjoyed to see what she thought was Jackie's freshly shaved slit. Her girlfriend only ever went bare for special occasions and she intended to make sure that effort was well rewarded. But rather than diving straight in as she so dearly wanted to Dawn instead elected to run her tongue along the outer reaches of her lover's sex, drinking in all her particularly sweet juices as she gradually worked her way up to the crest. It took several passes, each more enthusiastic and breathless than the last, to finally reach her clit. As soon as she was upon it her lips moved in to closer around the sensitive nub while the middle finger of her right hand gently wriggled inside her pussy. Further delighted by how tight her companion felt and bolstered by her own success thus far Dawn slid her digit up to the knuckle within while her tongue moved in slow, deliberate circles around 'Jackie's' clitoris. After a few moments she was massaging her g-spot with a steady rhythm to match the movements of her lips and tongue. A small but expanding puddle of juices was seeping onto the chair or dripping down her face while she worked. Her own thighs were thoroughly soaked and the panties covering her pussy were drowning in her own arousal.

Gripping the edges of the table like she was being electrocuted Natasha whimpered and gasped as softly as she possibly could. The urge to rub some part of her body along with her mystery lover's ministrations was nearly overwhelming. Yet there was no way she could be so bold. She wasn't even able to find the courage to reach below and run her fingers through her partner's hair. Despite how many people around her were blatantly engaging in similar behavior, some even in the kitchen itself, she couldn't quite allow herself to join them. At least not openly. Anyone who looked at her heaving tits and the almost slack jawed, glassy eyed way she stared at the wall knew something was going on. The gentle sounds of slurping coming from underneath her all but confirmed it. As did the juicy white ass half poking out from the opposite side of the too small table. Completely by accident they were recreating a much much more adult version of the well known scene in Peter Pan where Tinker Bell is stuck in a keyhole. Only with far more ass and pussy on display and a healthy dose of one sided, sapphic playing.

At least mildly aware of how exposed she was and getting more into it by the second Dawn's hips started swaying back and forth just in case anyone might be watching. She wanted to do so much more but there'd be plenty of time for that after she gave 'Jackie' a proper greeting. With that in mind her finger gradually retreated and the focus of her lips and tongue skewed progressively lower. If there was one thing her adventurous life partner enjoyed more than anything it was variety. And Dawn certainly knew how to give it to her after so many years. She buried her face in Natasha's silky folds and started licking like a madwoman. Her tongue darted across every single centimeter of pussy it could reach, lapping up all the juices it had to give and caressing the warm pink flesh that produced them. At every possible opportunity she also capitalized on her companion's position to slide just a few inches lower and make a quick pass at her tight little ass. Each cheeky lick elicited a particularly strong quiver which only made Dawn more eager. She'd long been under the impression that Jackie was ambivalent at best to anal play but perhaps she was starting to change her tune.

Grinning widely at the boldness of her benefactor Natasha bit her lower lip and weakly covered her mouth as she felt that experienced tongue once again slide across her asshole. Though it was unlikely part of her hoped whoever was down there wouldn't stop at the occasional lick. Being rimmed was easily at the top of her list of sexual pleasures she didn't enjoy often enough. Of course simply having sex at all was becoming a rarity and beggars really couldn't be choosers. It only took a few seconds of eager cunnilingus for her to realize just how experienced her lover actually was. That realization when paired with not knowing who was actually playing with her slit filled Natasha with a peculiar sense of helpless innocence. She was well and truly at the mercy of whoever was pleasuring her and they seemed hell bent on making her squirm as much as humanly possible. No matter where their tongue moved they were brushing up against some part of her sex that made her toes curl and her thighs tremble. Serving as the metaphorical cherry on top of the whole experience several people nearby were starting to notice. One couple in particularly frequently cast knowing glances her way between bouts of groping and grinding. Natasha did her best to ignore them, a feat that proved easier and easier the longer her friend remained beneath the table.

Having found her groove Dawn was finally free to cater to a few of her own needs. Normally one of them would have already retrieved one of their favorite dildos or at least started tribbing by that point but since Jackie didn't seem in any hurry to break the current mold she was content to keep going as she was. With a few personal escalations to make it more fun on her end of course. Propping herself up on one hand while she continued to lick, slurp, and nibble every inch of pussy in front of her Dawn shifted into the most comfortable position she could as her free hand dipped between her thighs. It slid beneath her panties and two fingers wasted no time burying themselves inside her incredibly aroused cunt. Knowing how see through her white cotton underwear had become she made sure to give anyone watching a little show by spreading the lips of her sex and very enthusiastically fingering the hole. Her attention never fully left Jackie and after all their years together she'd grown more than capable of multitasking a little. Especially when it came to eating pussy and playing with herself. Unfortunately for her, but quite the opposite for her lover, Dawn's skills proved entirely too much for 'Jackie' to handle.

“Fuck!” Natasha whimpered, “Fuck!”

She'd been so engrossed in the thrill of the experience she hadn't noticed just how close she was to cumming until it was too late. Her whole body tensed for a split second, the wild gyrations of her hips pausing as everything reached its momentary crescendo. In the next second it all came crashing down in a cacophony of pleasure like she hadn't enjoyed in quite some time. Every inch of her body quivered at once but nowhere were the spasms stronger than between her legs. Wild contractions pushed her inner walls so tight around Dawn's tongue it was almost squeezed out entirely. A torrent of fluids accompanied each quiver, further soaking her yet unrevealed lover, the chair, and the floor in a thick layer of pussy juice. At some point during her orgasm Natasha found herself staring up at the ceiling while her body gradually sunk lower in her chair. Slowly but surely she was losing control of every faculty save her barely intact mind. She wasn't able to see it properly but even her ample breasts were started to break free of their cloth prison: both deep brown nipples peeking out higher and higher above her corset like coy little invitations. Yet rather than being swept up in such a delicious showing Dawn remained true to her goal and continued licking what she still believed to be her girlfriend's cunt as though it was the last time she'd ever get the chance. Her fingers certainly went into overdrive inside her own pussy the moment Natasha started to cum. After all there was no sense letting her have all the fun.

She continued her efforts through the rest of Natasha's climax until it had almost completely faded at which point she decided to make her grand entrance, “Mmmm, you're right babe!” Dawn cooed, appearing between what she thought was Jackie's legs with a wide smile, “That was fucking hot!”

“Dawn!” Natasha squeaked, her thighs instantly trying to shut, “Oh my God!”

“Natasha! I—I didn't—I thought—why are you—oh no!”

At that very moment Jackie walked up to hand their friend a fruity mixed drink. “Have you seen Dawn? Two women dressed as Hermione are fucking in the . . . living . . . room . . .”

Her warm brown eyes darted from Natasha's mortified expression to Dawn's equally terrified stare from between her legs, “It's not what it looks like!” They both protested.

“The hell it isn't!” She exclaimed, her face lighting up with a manic grin, “This is way hotter than anything I could have imagined!”

“What?”

“It is?”

“Yeah! God I wish I could've seen more of this. From the looks fo Dawn's face you enjoyed yourself quite a bit Natasha!”

Blushing furiously and trying to cover herself while her hapless partner crawled out from under the table Natasha couldn't find the words to express her feelings, “I didn't know she was . . . a she . . .”

“Yeah but it felt pretty good right?”

Jackie nudged her friend with an elbow while Dawn straightened, “Maybe we should leave her alone for a little bit . . .” Dawn interjected.

Interpreting her girlfriend's words in a completely unintended manner Jackie nodded and said, “Right, we still haven't enjoyed the party together have we? Come on then, let's go to the living room before those other girls are finished! Oh and if you wanna join us feel free Nat.”

Dawn gave her friend an apologetic look as she was whisked out of the room. Natasha continued to sit at the table staring at the spot where they'd just been. She swallowed several times and tried to reconcile the severe emotional whiplash she'd just experienced. Particularly the continued feelings of arousal that hadn't faded despite learning the truth of her hidden partner. She was so preoccupied she didn't properly cover up her still exposed pussy and when he crush walked back into the room he was treated to a full view of her glistening slit. He paused mid stride, his eyes widening and a grin spreading across his face.

“When your friend said you wanted to see me,” He remarked, “I didn't think you'd be so blatant about it!”

“Oh!” Natasha started to cover herself but stopped as he pulled down his leggings and she took one look at his cock, “Ohhhhhh!”