Happy Halloween

Last weekend my wife and I were invited to a Costume party by a few of her former co-workers. Cheri wanted to do a couples look but nothing cheesy like peanut butter and jelly. We went costume shopping; I tried to convincer her to go as Ancient Greek/Roman Gods, but she wanted something more Halloween like, so we settled on sorcerers. Cheri had a classic witch look Orange and black hat and a sparkling orange and black dress over a olive green blouse, and she wore her hair in two long braided pigtails with orange ribbons and Thigh high black heels. Her form fitting look showed off all of her sex appeal her double d breast narrowing waistline and banging huge booty would spellbound anyone that saw her even not showing that much skin. My look was more witch doctor. I had black boots, a grass skirt, a necklace with bones covering it, a chest protector, a large top hat with bones on it as well; luckily for me, it was an unseasonably warm Saturday in Nashville. The party was really just a bunch of middle aged Middle Tennesseans having too much to drink at one house in Goodlettsville. As we continued drinking late into the night, we started being more adventurous with our conversations, when Brad a loss prevention specialist from her old employer challenged the group to share the most unbelievable story they could conjure, and the winner would get a prize.

Brad, dressed in a classic vampire costume stood at 6’2” slightly overweight, blue eyes, bald head with a salt and pepper goatee. He started his tale, “many years ago I was working as a part time employee for our beloved company, and I was closing that night. As me and the manager were leaving the store, we spot something strange in the corner of the parking lot. Mind you this was back when we only had flip phones, so we didn’t just have a flashlight in our pockets, but the manager suggested we check it out. As we approached the scene, it became increasingly obvious that it was alive!” Brad emphasized alive in a dramatic fashion. He continued, “suddenly the thing turned towards us and we saw a man with a huge exposed boner jacking off right in our store parking lot!”

Everyone moaned as it was a ridiculous story, but not unbelievable. Brad’s wife Jenna slapped him on the shoulder, and said, “we can all agree that it was a disappointing effort on your part not that I would be surprised by being disappointed by you these days.” Jenna was a fairly attractive redhead clearly in her mid to late 40s her breast looked nice with the cleavage shown in her sexy nurses costume. Brad scoffed at her innuendo and challenged her to do better. Jenna told a story, “when I was in college, I went to a Halloween costume party at the Sigma Phi Epsilon house at Tennessee Tech. I was dressed as a playboy bunny; there was a $500 challenge to get the biggest reaction from the crowd. People were trying everything but getting similar results, so I knew I could win if I did something completely unexpected, I went up to the President of our Rival Sorority that big boobed blonde wearing a Toga. I pulled her boobs free and sucked her titty right there in front of everyone, to the thunderous cheers of all the guys!” Lisa, a lifelong friend of Jenna’s laughed, “the rule was unbelievable, six of us where there that night, and no one fines a drunk sorority sister acting slutty for attention as shocking!”

Cheri stood up and told the story of the time she witnessed a former student of mine try to use me to win a biggest dick in the room contest, while we were hanging out at the Piano Bar. With a tinge of excitement in her voice Ally, the youngest guest in her late twenties, exclaimed, “Well, if you want to win the challenge, I think he has to prove it!” A chorus of, “prove it! Prove it! Prove it!” was echoing the living room. The lively Ally with her purple hair and matching nails, dressed as a slutty witch showing all of her perky cleavage of her C-cup sized boobs and even a hint of areola peaking out on the right side. Her perfectly sculpted legs clad in purple fishnets. She bounced enthusiastically, “let’s see the goods!”

I looked to my wife, and I could see a look of total confusion and frustration welling up in her. John a DM from her same old region tried to save us from this moment, “Look no one really wants to see his penis!” John’s wife, Leann dismissed him, “John you only watch big dick porn, so I am sure it would excite you to see what big looks like in person!”

Cheri finally blurted out, “Fine. If you want to see it let’s make it a worthwhile show! But first here see it soft!” Suddenly without warning she pulled my grass skirt and shorts complete down exposing my soft cock. Gasps could be heard around the room. Two of the men could be heard whispering about it being bigger than their boners. Suddenly Jenna appeared with a ruler and she handed it to Cher, “so how long is it and his balls are like four of Brad’s” Cheri measured my soft cock at 5.75 inches long. Leann shouts at John, “I thought you said you were six inches long? That is bigger than you at your biggest and it’s not 6 inches!” Ally squealed, “so how are we going to see the real size? Oh and can I touch it?” The second question caused several people in the room to sit up and pay even closer attention. Jenna suggested that all of the 8 ladies there have a touch to get it hard. Cheri said fine with even consulting me. One by one starting with Ally my cock was grabbed and rubbed gently to inspect. Next was Patty she was a 52 year old DM from the region the woman had grey hair in a bun she wore Woo Girl costume with her white boots, denim skirt, pink cowgirl hat, cleavage to spare as her clear boob job kept her massive breast perky despite her age. Trish went next the slutty cat in her mid thirties, the blonde rubbed her manicured nails along the underside of my cock. Jenna kept squeezing my balls as she lightly stroked my cock to a firm erection. Leann put both hands on my cock stacked on top. “Oh my GOD! I can’t wrap my fingers around it and I could fit an entire third hand on it and probably still have room! Cheri how the fuck do you handle all of this?!” Susan went next the early 40s Tinkerbell with a slight pudge on her belly but other than that an attractive woman with large boobs and butt rolled my cock between her hands like a stick trying to start a fire. Last, Deana came up and grabbed a testicle in each hand and ran her forearms squeezing the top of the 35 year old’s B cup boobs against the head of my cock in her Blackwidow costume; she beamed, “look it’s bigger than my forearms.” Jenna demanded a new measurement and Cheri pressed the ruler on my pelvis and read, “Eight and one eighth inch long.” Again an objection, but this time from Frank, Patty’s husband, “fuck you must be doing it wrong that thing is at least ten inches!” Patty shushed her husband, “Frankie just because LITTLE Frank is maybe four inches based on what we learned tonight doesn’t mean Cheri miss measured that cock.” A few people laughed at Patty’s shot at her husband.