The party

By the time Ashley and Kelly arrive at the big Halloween party, Ashley had had to pull at the crotch of her costume every few steps to get some relief from the rubbing. She was the horniest she's ever been in public.

When they arrived, a muscular frat boy guarded the door. His costume consisted of a plastic machete and a hockey mask. Even Ashley, who's seen exactly one horror movie in her life, recognizes what he's going for, but she's pretty sure Jason Vorhees usually wears a shirt.

"Hey girls, welcome to the party." He held out a red solo cup to each of them. "Cups get you free beer at the keg. Usually we charge $5 bucks a person, but I'm going to let you in for free, for the good of mankid."

He stared meaningfully at Ashley's chest as he said this, causing her to notice for the first time that all her tugging and adjusting had freed both of her nipples from the confines of her Wonder Woman bustier. She stared down at her own, noticably hard, nipples and felt her face flush.

She let out a little involuntary squeel and pulled up on the bustier. This didn't have the desired effect--it merely served to wedge the crotch of her costume deep in her pussy and cause her massive breasts to jiggle. The frat boy started laughing and Ashley changed tactics to stuff each of her breasts back in to the bustier by hand.

When she was finally decent, she rushed past the frat boy and into the house. Kelly snatched the two cups from him with an eye roll and a "whatever, pervert" and followed.

"Hey!" He yelled after, "make sure to join the midnight costume contest, honey. You'll get my vote!"