You go to a Halloween party with your new/old friends...

I waited in the closet for hours. My dick began to hurt from constant pounding. The panties I had in my hand were crusty and soiled. The two made now movements. Finally, around three in the morning, Bill lifted himself up from his side of the bed and yawned. He got out of the bed and walked slowly by the closet to the bathroom.

"Dude," I whispered, wanting him to hear, but making sure not to wake Morgan.

A confused Bill turned to the closet door. His eyes shot open, and he looked through the slats. His head nodded, at recognition of my presence. "OH SHIT!" He laughed softly, "forgot you were in there." Of course he did, I thought. What an ass. He peered over to the bed, and Morgan was still sound asleep. The closet door came open without a creak, as he pulled it slowly. I all but ran out, and into the bathroom. He followed, closing the door. "Did you have fun at least?" He asked, looking at my hand clutching the panties making squishing noises that I tried to hide. I was still embarrassed that I was jerking off into her panties while I watched their sexual escapades, even if our relationship had changed in the past few hours. I didn't respond, as he led me through the door to the guest bathroom, adjacent to the master bathroom.

He stood watching me, his eyes still dreary from sleep. I was more than upset that I had been left in the bathroom, and I wanted him to know it. However, what I said next, expressed my TRUE anger at him. "I didn't get to see you fuck her," I grumbled, and headed for the door. "You said I could." I felt like a little puppy asking its master for a treat. I was in a strange place now, but I didn't care as much. I still wanted to leave.

"Ahhhh, don't be mad," he said as I walked to the door. "You'll get your chance." He stopped for a moment, and then beckoned me to wait. "I have something else for you." He left me standing in the hallway as I watched him disappear to the storage room, in back of the kitchen. When he came out, he was holding the panties I had jerked off into weeks back. "These are yours now, Morgan doesn't want them." I just reached for the panties and ripped them from his hands. He patted me on the back with a chuckle. "Starting quite the collection I see." He walked towards the bedroom door. "Listen," he called back to me, "you know about the Halloween party next week right?"

He was referring to the party a friend of ours Robbie was having. I wasn't planning on going. I decided to brush him off. "Yeah, I do, but I'm going to be busy that....."

He waved his hands, "Nonsense, you need to go. You can crash here after, I promise I'll get you a good show." He added as he walked in the bedroom and closed the door.

I went home, no longer drunk, and decided to turn on the computer to watch Morgan's house. I watched for several minutes as they slept. Something wasn't the same anymore. Certainly, not after tonight. For the next few days, I couldn't watch the cameras. Something had changed after that night. It just wasn't the same. Not nearly as exciting.

My cock needed to be dealt with, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. It was constantly hard, remembering the night I spent over their house, yet, I couldn't beat off. I simply didn't want to. I went to the mall on Thursday to clear my head. I spent a considerable amount of time in the costume store looking for something to wear. Was I really going to go to this party. I was drawn to a Batman costume, but didn't feel it was right for some reason. So I chose the Robin costume instead.

The next night, I texted Bill to make sure it was cool to crash at his place. He instantly responded that it was "more than ok". I gulped down my pride, and several shots of tequila as I waited to go to the party. I had both the orange panties, and the black thong in my pocket, just in case I needed them. I drove myself, hoping it was ok to leave my car there.

I went in, and began to relax and drink, saying "hello", and catching up with friends. An hour later, and many drinks I might add, I watched Rob go to the door and open it. Bill walked in dressed as a priest, and following him, Morgan came in dressed as a nun. The tight shiny nun dress was too small for the massive bulge in Morgan's stomach. The "nun" dress showed her now ample curves and stopped just above her knees. It was clear what they were going for. Everyone had a good laugh, and I watched Bill high-five his way to the keg. I watched Morgan chat with my friends girlfriends, and smile and laugh as she held her stomach and took pictures with people. She actually looked rather ravishing in the outfit, capped off with black high heels.

Bill made his way over to me and we talked for some time. Morgan came up and hugged me, her tits touching my body, and causing my cock to jump to attention. She laughed looking at my costume, 'Yeah, you're definately not a BATMAN!" She joked. She asked if I was staying over, and I told her I might. To be truthful, I was so drunk, there was no WAY I was driving home.

I noticed that tonight, Morgan got more attention than even I could remember. Guys kept hitting on her, and trying to get her drinks, but she refused each advance. What a good girlfriend, I though to myself. I had already "broken the seal" and needed to pee again. In the line for the bathroom, I heard some guys comment about the hot "nun", asking if she was really pregnant. One of the guys I recognized from High School as Pat, nodded, "Yeah, that priest knocked her up good."

The other guy sighed. "Too bad, I got a preggo fetish." He laughed and his friends called him a loser.

As the party winded down, I found myself with Bill and Morgan heading out to their car. Morgan drove, as she didn't drink a drop. "I felt so fat tonight," she said.

I chimed in, "You looked good Morgan," I tried to make her feel better. It seemed to work, and we spent the time driving to their house chatting casually. We finally arrived and all sat in the living room watching TV and drinking.

Bill looked over to me, "You look kinda sick bro," he stated.

"I'm good," I added, not really paying attention.

Bill gave me an intense look, as if to tell me something important. "I think you need to use the bathroom."

I just nodded. Confused I walked to the bathroom and closed the door. I walked through the guest bathroom, and into the master bathroom. I found my way into their room closing the bathroom door behind me, and jumped into the closet. Was this what he wanted me to do? I waited several minutes and got my answer.

I heard quite talking as the bedroom door opened. "Cut it out," Morgan whispered to Bill.

"He's passed out, I know it," Bill pleaded, and I watched them come into view through the large mirror. Bill was holding her pregnant stomach, and trying to lift the "nun" dress that came just above her knees. "I'll be REAL quick."

That's not gonna work, I thought to myself. She wouldn't fuck him with me in the bathroom a few feet away. She shocked me when she bent over the bed, her belly hitting the sheets. "You better!" She giggled. Bill lifted the dress and I got the most amazing shot of a pair of blue panties. He pulled them down until they were pooled at the floor. He gave a "thumbs up" sign to the mirror, which I caught, but Morgan did not. I could see everything from this angle. Her formerly tight pussy, now gaping and wet with slickness. Bill lifted his own outfit over his head, revealing his boxers. He pulled them down to his feet. His massive cock jutted out.

I found myself pulling my "Robin" costume down, until the red tights were on the ground. I was running Morgan's black thong on my dick. "Black it is," I told myself. I jerked harder and harder, and Bill positioned his meat at her entrance. I could see it all, as his cockhead slid inside Morgan's waiting pussy, with little resistance. Man, she was ready.

Bill pushed inside her and I watched his cock spread her pussy wide. This wasn't a love-making session as I had seen many times before. By now I knew they were fucking. This was going to be a Morgan and Bill quickie, I realized. He pounded that pussy like a champ, humping and thrusting hard. I heard her moan his name loudly, seemingly not caring if I heard from my supposed position in the bathroom. She reached back to grab his large nuts and rubbed them. Her body stiffened and I watched her cum on his cock. One had gripped the sheets, and the other gripped his sack. Her head fell forward, and she moaned. My own orgasm exploded in her panties. The feeling of the material around my cock was amazing. Bill, on the other hand, was dealing with the feeling of her pussy around his cock. It must have felt MUCH better, because he grabbed her hair, and slammed forward. I watched as cum began to leak out of where their bodies connected. He pulled out, and wiped some on the back of her outfit.

They stood up, and both left their underwear on the floor. They were all smiles and laughing as they whispered to each other and left the room. I waited for a few minutes, then exited the closet and walked through the master bath. I put the soiled panties in my right pocket, hoping I'd get to use the ones in my left. I waited in the guest bathroom for a few minutes then re-emerged to the living room.

More....I wanted to see so much MORE. That was all that was on my mind.

I came out of the bathroom with a smile on my face. I was pleased that both Morgan and Bill seemed brighter than usual.

“You finished in there,” Bill asked with a wry wink. I nodded.