Britwitch's Hallowe'en Party 2011

[Mav Unlimited]

Dashes over to offer a Halloween hug before he can leave

Thanks for stopping by...do help yourself to a cupcake...

A wink and smile accompany her offer

I had to leave earlier.

smiles and returns her friendly hug

You have a wonderful pumpkin day. And thanks for the cupcake.

 

[Britwitch]

He follows silently, until they arrive in the kitchen. With a nod as he listens to her explanation, he begins to circle the large oak table slowly, fingers trailing along the polished wood as he moves, pondering the possibilities. Finally, he speaks evenly, casually, eying her and the platters around.

"Hmmm... some finger foods, something I can really dig in to... maybe something juicy, sweet and possibly a little runny... and I think I could go for something plump that I can sink my teeth into..." He pauses in front of her for moment, then tilts his head with a smirk. "Any recommendations?"

I watch his fingers, the way he moves, the way he looks, feeling my heart's speed increasing ever so slightly. Listening to his desires it's hard not to smile.

I think I would have a couple of recommendations...to begin with...

My fingers rise to the small ribbon at the top of my costume that holds the tight fitting bodice around my upper body, they glance over the black fastening though and come to rest on top of my cleavage, stroking slowly across one smooth mound.

My other hand gliding down the dress to rest upon my thigh, fingers itching to move higher, under the short fabric but I manage to resist the temptation for now.

...along with something more substantial to follow...how would you like it serving...? Do you want to prepare things yourself...or something you can dig into straight away...?

 

[Seranova]

I watch his fingers, the way he moves, the way he looks, feeling my heart's speed increasing ever so slightly. Listening to his desires it's hard not to smile.

I think I would have a couple of recommendations...to begin with...

My fingers rise to the small ribbon at the top of my costume that holds the tight fitting bodice around my upper body, they glance over the black fastening though and come to rest on top of my cleavage, stroking slowly across one smooth mound.

My other hand gliding down the dress to rest upon my thigh, fingers itching to move higher, under the short fabric but I manage to resist the temptation for now.

...along with something more substantial to follow...how would you like it serving...? Do you want to prepare things yourself...or something you can dig into straight away...?

His eyes follow the fingers as she teases at ribbons, then begin to stroke at the flesh above. A sneer tugs at his lips when the eyes drop even further as her other hand slips to fishnet covered thigh. A step ever closer, face mere inches from hers, then a lean forward and lips brush her ear with a very small whisper.

"As ravenous as I am, I do so enjoy prepping my tasty morsels..."

His own hand slid under the back of the short skirt and cupped her ass tightly, then pulled her firmly against the fabric and buttons that made up the coat of his costume. Hips pressed against her, and a finger from his free hand slid down her throat slowly.

"I will have plenty to dig in to very soon, my dear."

 

[Britwitch]

His eyes follow the fingers as she teases at ribbons, then begin to stroke at the flesh above. A sneer tugs at his lips when the eyes drop even further as her other hand slips to fishnet covered thigh. A step ever closer, face mere inches from hers, then a lean forward and lips brush her ear with a very small whisper.

"As ravenous as I am, I do so enjoy prepping my tasty morsels..."

His own hand slid under the back of the short skirt and cupped her ass tightly, then pulled her firmly against the fabric and buttons that made up the coat of his costume. Hips pressed against her, and a finger from his free hand slid down her throat slowly.

"I will have plenty to dig in to very soon, my dear."

A short, quiet, gasp leaves my lips as he pulls me towards him. The hand on my rounded behind holding firm as my chest is pushed up against his, buttons pressing into my stomach. My hands caught between our bodies for the time being.

The touch of his finger on my neck sends a shiver down my spine, making my hips twitch ever so slightly in his hand.

I am quite sure you shall...is there anything I can do to help...?

The question is innocently phrased but the blue eyes that meet his through long dark lashes are anything but.

 

[Seranova]

A short, quiet, gasp leaves my lips as he pulls me towards him. The hand on my rounded behind holding firm as my chest is pushed up against his, buttons pressing into my stomach. My hands caught between our bodies for the time being.

The touch of his finger on my neck sends a shiver down my spine, making my hips twitch ever so slightly in his hand.

I am quite sure you shall...is there anything I can do to help...?

The question is innocently phrased but the blue eyes that meet his through long dark lashes are anything but.

He sees the look. He knows the look. His lips part, hover over hers for a moment, so close to brushing against, tasting. But not yet. A small chuckle passes from him for a moment, then he loosens his grip and pulls hand from her ass.

"Help? My dear... I wont be the only one tasting things tonight..."

Hands rise up the front of her body, aiming for and finding the ribbon that closes material over busty form. Fingers play, tease, then a quick tug, and the ribbon falls away. Green eyes travel down, down, down, ever slowly, to find the sight that would greet him.

"After all... nobody likes to indulge alone."

 

[Nina327]

A tiny puff of air.. a little poof.. and shes back in the house... in the kitchen this time... ... watching... happily leaning on the doorframe....


She is a pretty little tempting witch...

 

[Britwitch]

Something almost like a whine leaves my lips as his come so close to making contact only to pull away.

"Help? My dear... I wont be the only one tasting things tonight...After all... nobody likes to indulge alone."

I don't under-...

My eyebrow quirks but then a voice cuts through my confusion and makes me look back over my shoulder towards the door.

She is a pretty little tempting witch...

My cheeks grow warm, slightly embarrassed, increasingly excited. I look back at him, the pressure around my chest has lessened and now my breasts are barely contained. The sagging fabric threatening to reveal the generous mounds with their rapidly puckering nipples.

Thank you for saying so...

I whisper back towards Nina

 

[Nina327]

-Giggling at my timing and her glow-

Oh I don't think he meant me darlin... I just have... great timing....

-She rolled her eyes at herself-

I merely came to watch.... I wouldn't impress myself without invitation...

-and watch she did..... -

 

[Seranova]

Something almost like a whine leaves my lips as his come so close to making contact only to pull away.

"Help? My dear... I wont be the only one tasting things tonight...After all... nobody likes to indulge alone."

I don't under-...

My eyebrow quirks but then a voice cuts through my confusion and makes me look back over my shoulder towards the door.



My cheeks grow warm, slightly embarrassed, increasingly excited. I look back at him, the pressure around my chest has lessened and now my breasts are barely contained. The sagging fabric threatening to reveal the generous mounds with their rapidly puckering nipples.

Thank you for saying so...

I whisper back towards Nina

He takes a glance back towards Nina, a wicked grin spreading on his face, then his eyes travel back towards the offered dish. Hands slide into the fabric along the shoulders, sliding the black cloth down her arms slowly. Once taken down a bit, the hands grasp open front and pull gently, not wanting to ruin the costume she'd worked so hard on. When bountiful mounds come into view in the chilled air, his tongue slides along his lips.

"I rather meant the tasting you would do... tasting something thick and hot... good for satisfying a different sort of hunger... like the kind I see in your eyes."

Fingers grip a wrist and guide her small hand to the front of the uniform trousers, to find the length pressing within. Then the pad of another finger gently slides down between breasts, teasing his desire.

 

[Britwitch]

He takes a glance back towards Nina, a wicked grin spreading on his face, then his eyes travel back towards the offered dish. Hands slide into the fabric along the shoulders, sliding the black cloth down her arms slowly. Once taken down a bit, the hands grasp open front and pull gently, not wanting to ruin the costume she'd worked so hard on. When bountiful mounds come into view in the chilled air, his tongue slides along his lips.

"I rather meant the tasting you would do... tasting something thick and hot... good for satisfying a different sort of hunger... like the kind I see in your eyes."

Fingers grip a wrist and guide her small hand to the front of the uniform trousers, to find the length pressing within. Then the pad of another finger gently slides down between breasts, teasing his desire.

Cheeks flush a little brighter, lips grow moist. I watch his face as my chest is bared, the tip of his tongue dragging over his lips. A tremor as my mind imagines that same tongue against my flesh.

I must admit...I am a little hungry...growing moreso by the minute...

My palm is led to his trousers and the firm column of flesh beneath. Small fingers curl into the fabric, squeezing gently, massaging slowly. Another tiny shudder as his finger glides between my breasts. Blue eyes meeting green in the flickering candlelight, a pause, a breath.

 

[Nina327]

watching the pair... she intruded.. just enough to walk around them...

Just long enough to find a chair...

far enough away to watch..

and almost close enough to hear...

 

[Seranova]

Cheeks flush a little brighter, lips grow moist. I watch his face as my chest is bared, the tip of his tongue dragging over his lips. A tremor as my mind imagines that same tongue against my flesh.

I must admit...I am a little hungry...growing moreso by the minute...

My palm is led to his trousers and the firm column of flesh beneath. Small fingers curl into the fabric, squeezing gently, massaging slowly. Another tiny shudder as his finger glides between my breasts. Blue eyes meeting green in the flickering candlelight, a pause, a breath.

"Of course... let me see avout wetting your appetite even further."

Tongue did finally meet flesh, as his head dipped to run the wet pink muscle over the top of an orb. A single digit came forward and stroked only once against the nub at the peak, then both hands slipped down costume-covered stomach, over skirt, curled around hem, and began to lift slowly. His green hues stared into hers, as the fingers played at the very tops of fishnet-clad thighs, the eyes gleaming with his own desire. The member under her grasp twitched and strained it's approval of her touch and the sight he took in, then he leaned forward again ant took his forst nibble of her ear.

"Mmmm... I hope the rest of my buffet tastes as good..."

 

[Britwitch]

"Of course... let me see avout wetting your appetite even further."

Tongue did finally meet flesh, as his head dipped to run the wet pink muscle over the top of an orb. A single digit came forward and stroked only once against the nub at the peak, then both hands slipped down costume-covered stomach, over skirt, curled around hem, and began to lift slowly. His green hues stared into hers, as the fingers played at the very tops of fishnet-clad thighs, the eyes gleaming with his own desire. The member under her grasp twitched and strained it's approval of her touch and the sight he took in, then he leaned forward again ant took his forst nibble of her ear.

"Mmmm... I hope the rest of my buffet tastes as good..."

Eyelids flutter closed for a moment, breath growing shallower as the sensation of his tongue against my skin is suddenly all I am aware of. My nipple tingles against the fleeting touch of his finger, back arching, almost presenting my chest to him.

My own fingers curl a little tighter around him, massaging a little firmer. Free hand rising to play once more with the buttons of his jacket, this time unfastening one...then another...revealing the white shirt beneath...fingertip pushing through a gap to tickle warm skin beneath.

When I try to answer the huskily whispered words in my ear my own voice is more tremulous than it was before.

I would like to think you won't be disappointed

I manage to eventually reply

 

[Seranova]

Eyelids flutter closed for a moment, breath growing shallower as the sensation of his tongue against my skin is suddenly all I am aware of. My nipple tingles against the fleeting touch of his finger, back arching, almost presenting my chest to him.

My own fingers curl a little tighter around him, massaging a little firmer. Free hand rising to play once more with the buttons of his jacket, this time unfastening one...then another...revealing the white shirt beneath...fingertip pushing through a gap to tickle warm skin beneath.

When I try to answer the huskily whispered words in my ear my own voice is more tremulous than it was before.

I would like to think you won't be disappointed

I manage to eventually reply

The presented breasts are almost too tempting, and his fingers leave thighs to allow hands to fully encircle the soft, creamy mounds. Lifted slightly, his mouth closes around the peak of one, lips sucking before teeth tug at the hardening nub. Tongue flicks across the tip, and a sound akin to a diner partaking in a delicious meal escapes his throat. Suddenly, the mouth moves to the other nipple to grant it similar treatment, until both stand in the colder air around them, wet with his saliva.

"You're right. I am not disappointed yet."

Fingers curl in the back of her hair to pull her head back, and teeth scrape along her throat in his hunger.

"Should I let you have your taste before I get too carried away with my meal? After all, its only polite to bear gifts for the hostess..."

 

[Britwitch]

The presented breasts are almost too tempting, and his fingers leave thighs to allow hands to fully encircle the soft, creamy mounds. Lifted slightly, his mouth closes around the peak of one, lips sucking before teeth tug at the hardening nub. Tongue flicks across the tip, and a sound akin to a diner partaking in a delicious meal escapes his throat. Suddenly, the mouth moves to the other nipple to grant it similar treatment, until both stand in the colder air around them, wet with his saliva.

"You're right. I am not disappointed yet."

Fingers curl in the back of her hair to pull her head back, and teeth scrape along her throat in his hunger.

"Should I let you have your taste before I get too carried away with my meal? After all, its only polite to bear gifts for the hostess..."

Further arching of my back as his mouth tastes my chest a little more, the hand over his groin squeezing tighter for an instant as teeth fasten on the stiffened peak and pull. Drawing a whimper from parted lips and a further twitch of hips.

Then a louder sound as my hair is pulled and those teeth nibble against my neck.

I must admit, my desire to taste is growing almost too strong to ignore...

I swallow audibly, fingers now running up and down the length of you through your clothing. My nipples wet and tingling in the cool air, standing proudly towards you, making me fidget a little. My booted feet clicking against the tiled floor as my weight shifts from one hip to the other, thighs trying to press together and calm the heat building steadily between them.

 

[Seranova]

Further arching of my back as his mouth tastes my chest a little more, the hand over his groin squeezing tighter for an instant as teeth fasten on the stiffened peak and pull. Drawing a whimper from parted lips and a further twitch of hips.

Then a louder sound as my hair is pulled and those teeth nibble against my neck.

I must admit, my desire to taste is growing almost too strong to ignore...

I swallow audibly, fingers now running up and down the length of you through your clothing. My nipples wet and tingling in the cool air, standing proudly towards you, making me fidget a little. My booted feet clicking against the tiled floor as my weight shifts from one hip to the other, thighs trying to press together and calm the heat building steadily between them.

"Then I must insist, my dear. You said to bring our own party favors, so I shall give you mine."

Lips meet hers in a firm, possessive kiss, tongue sliding to seek entrance into her mouth and the grip in her hair tightens substantially. Free hand closes again around an orb and squeezes hard, then relaxes while the thumb strums over the proudly standing nipple. Then the same hand releases completely, slides down and under skirt, rises along fishnets to seek and find heated mound, fingers culping firmly and rubbing against.

Then his lips leave hers, a grin forms on his face, his hand pulls from under her skirt, and he starts tugging her hair downwards, prepared to guide her to her knees and the waiting gift within the uniform trousers.

"Go ahead and have a taste, little one."

 

[Britwitch]

"Then I must insist, my dear. You said to bring our own party favors, so I shall give you mine."

Lips meet hers in a firm, possessive kiss, tongue sliding to seek entrance into her mouth and the grip in her hair tightens substantially. Free hand closes again around an orb and squeezes hard, then relaxes while the thumb strums over the proudly standing nipple. Then the same hand releases completely, slides down and under skirt, rises along fishnets to seek and find heated mound, fingers culping firmly and rubbing against.

Then his lips leave hers, a grin forms on his face, his hand pulls from under her skirt, and he starts tugging her hair downwards, prepared to guide her to her knees and the waiting gift within the uniform trousers.

"Go ahead and have a taste, little one."

I am rapidly loosing control of my body. The kiss that borders on the harsh, the tightening in my hair and the firm grope of my chest, all of it fueling the fire that is rapidly building in my core.

The tug in my hair, towards the floor, brings a knowing smile to my lips as I sink to my knees on the tiled floor. Kneeling at your feet, looking up coyly.

Fingers, shaking with excitement and need, work to unbutton the trousers and soon they are rewarded for they efforts by the appearance of your shaft.
Leaning forwards on my knees, hands resting lightly on your thighs, I slowly trail the tip of my tongue from base to head and back again. A soft sigh. Then again, slowly up and down the length of you.

Mmmm, delicious...

I murmur, cradling the firm flesh in my palm before gradually taking the head between my lips and suckling. Tongue, lips and mouth working together to draw you deeper.

 

[Seranova]

I am rapidly loosing control of my body. The kiss that borders on the harsh, the tightening in my hair and the firm grope of my chest, all of it fueling the fire that is rapidly building in my core.

The tug in my hair, towards the floor, brings a knowing smile to my lips as I sink to my knees on the tiled floor. Kneeling at your feet, looking up coyly.

Fingers, shaking with excitement and need, work to unbutton the trousers and soon they are rewarded for they efforts by the appearance of your shaft.
Leaning forwards on my knees, hands resting lightly on your thighs, I slowly trail the tip of my tongue from base to head and back again. A soft sigh. Then again, slowly up and down the length of you.

Mmmm, delicious...

I murmur, cradling the firm flesh in my palm before gradually taking the head between my lips and suckling. Tongue, lips and mouth working together to draw you deeper.

He watches, green eyes alight as she works to free his manhood. A shiver rises from her first teasings, then he chuckles softly and murmurs a reply at her words.

"I'm glad you enjoy, my dear Witch. Take as much as you want..."

A wink and smirk are offered then, and his hand still grips her hair, but does not impede her motions as of yet. His other starts working on freeing the buttons that hold coat in place over white shirt, and as the last falls open, he leaves the period coat to hang loosely on his torso. Then he begins to stroke her cheek for a moment, before nails glide down her throat, and fingers close around a nipple to roll it bac and forth. After all, he wanted her to be as wet as possible before he really dug in...

 

[Britwitch]

He watches, green eyes alight as she works to free his manhood. A shiver rises from her first teasings, then he chuckles softly and murmurs a reply at her words.

"I'm glad you enjoy, my dear Witch. Take as much as you want..."

A wink and smirk are offered then, and his hand still grips her hair, but does not impede her motions as of yet. His other starts working on freeing the buttons that hold coat in place over white shirt, and as the last falls open, he leaves the period coat to hang loosely on his torso. Then he begins to stroke her cheek for a moment, before nails glide down her throat, and fingers close around a nipple to roll it bac and forth. After all, he wanted her to be as wet as possible before he really dug in...

I suck deeper, my motion slow and firm, the flat of my tongue stroking him again and again. My mouth watering, bathing him in wet warmth. Then, as nails trail down my neck and fingers capture a nipple once more, a slightly muffled whine rises up in my throat.

I fidget against the floor, thighs pressing more insistently together as my nipple throbs and aches between rolling fingertips. The pressure upon it changing into bolts of excitement that shoot down through my body and hit their target deep inside. I can feel my sex growing hotter, moisture leaking on to my thighs. My breathing growing less regular as a result, definitely more shallow.

My head starts to bob back and forth as I begin to pick up a little speed. Tasting greedily.

 

[Seranova]

I suck deeper, my motion slow and firm, the flat of my tongue stroking him again and again. My mouth watering, bathing him in wet warmth. Then, as nails trail down my neck and fingers capture a nipple once more, a slightly muffled whine rises up in my throat.

I fidget against the floor, thighs pressing more insistently together as my nipple throbs and aches between rolling fingertips. The pressure upon it changing into bolts of excitement that shoot down through my body and hit their target deep inside. I can feel my sex growing hotter, moisture leaking on to my thighs. My breathing growing less regular as a result, definitely more shallow.

My head starts to bob back and forth as I begin to pick up a little speed. Tasting greedily.

A groan escapes his throat as his head rolls back and then around to watch her work. The fingers closed around the nipple tighten ever further and begin to tug firmly and randomly at the hardened nub. Hand releases her hair to stroke her cheek absently, as green eyes stare intently at the sight. Head bobbing, nipple pulled and stretched, other breast swaying beautifully. A twitch from his cock in her mouth, and he finds himself.combating the desire to pick her up, roughly shove her into a bent position over the table, lift skirt, rip fishnets, and go to town on a wet, tight hole.

Patience...

"Mmmm... keep that up and you'll be earning the surprise at the end of the treat."

He chuckles softly, still having fun with the obvious yet coy play on words they had been engaged in since the beginning. She knew exactly what she was doing, but that didn't make innocent banter any less fun.

Another groan, and his hand switches to the other nipple, while his other drags nails along her back.

 

[Britwitch]

A groan escapes his throat as his head rolls back and then around to watch her work. The fingers closed around the nipple tighten ever further and begin to tug firmly and randomly at the hardened nub. Hand releases her hair to stroke her cheek absently, as green eyes stare intently at the sight. Head bobbing, nipple pulled and stretched, other breast swaying beautifully. A twitch from his cock in her mouth, and he finds himself.combating the desire to pick her up, roughly shove her into a bent position over the table, lift skirt, rip fishnets, and go to town on a wet, tight hole.

Patience...

"Mmmm... keep that up and you'll be earning the surprise at the end of the treat."

He chuckles softly, still having fun with the obvious yet coy play on words they had been engaged in since the beginning. She knew exactly what she was doing, but that didn't make innocent banter any less fun.

Another groan, and his hand switches to the other nipple, while his other drags nails along her back.

It's rude to speak with one's mouthful so I can only look up and wink, my lips stretched around him as he slides in and out of my mouth with ever increasing speed and depth.

Every pull, every pinch, of my nipple draws a moan from deep inside. My hips buck and my fingers twist tighter into the fabric of his trousers. One particularly firm tug of nipple actually ceases my motion for an instant, eyes wide and body trembling.

Soon the head is bumping the back of my throat and I hold my head still, sucking hard, slurping sounds emanating from around the flesh in my mouth as my tongue fondles and strokes, over and over again.

Desperate to taste the ultimate treat.

 

[Seranova]

It's rude to speak with one's mouthful so I can only look up and wink, my lips stretched around him as he slides in and out of my mouth with ever increasing speed and depth.

Every pull, every pinch, of my nipple draws a moan from deep inside. My hips buck and my fingers twist tighter into the fabric of his trousers. One particularly firm tug of nipple actually ceases my motion for an instant, eyes wide and body trembling.

Soon the head is bumping the back of my throat and I hold my head still, sucking hard, slurping sounds emanating from around the flesh in my mouth as my tongue fondles and strokes, over and over again.

Desperate to taste the ultimate treat.

She was definitely very good at what she did, and seemed to be very much enjoying it. He knew that he would still have enough in him for round two, and it would be such a shame to enter her only to be ended too soon, so he decided to release the pressure now, or let her finish releasing the mounting pressure, at least. It would give her what she wanted, and leav him with plenty of time to enjoy her other offerings.

So he didn't try to fight it. In fact, his hips even began to pump towards her slightly in time with her motions, until she stopped, and he found himself gasping from the sensation of her throat and tongue.

So close.

"Oh, fuck... here comes your treat, my dear..."

The warning was given, she had only a few moments to get ready, before his muscles tightened, a moan was forced from him, and spasm after spasm launched thick hot seed from his pulsing manhood.

 

[Britwitch]

She was definitely very good at what she did, and seemed to be very much enjoying it. He knew that he would still have enough in him for round two, and it would be such a shame to enter her only to be ended too soon, so he decided to release the pressure now, or let her finish releasing the mounting pressure, at least. It would give her what she wanted, and leav him with plenty of time to enjoy her other offerings.

So he didn't try to fight it. In fact, his hips even began to pump towards her slightly in time with her motions, until she stopped, and he found himself gasping from the sensation of her throat and tongue.

So close.

"Oh, fuck... here comes your treat, my dear..."

The warning was given, she had only a few moments to get ready, before his muscles tightened, a moan was forced from him, and spasm after spasm launched thick hot seed from his pulsing manhood.

I can tell he's close, when his hips begin to move along with my mouth. His warning comes only just before he jerks within my mouth and the first wave of my reward arrives upon my tongue.

I cease my motion, instead focusing on swallowing hungrily, ensuring nothing is wasted. Tongue massaging his spasming shaft, trying to guide out every drop.

Once he has stopped filling my mouth, I gently suckle the head, swirling my tongue around to clean it completely. Satisfied I haven't missed any of my treat, I sit back on my heels, still kneeling at his feet, looking up.

Thank you...that was most generous of you...

Pink tongue licking smiling lips, fingers finally unwinding from the fabric of his trousers and sliding slowly down his legs.My expression a blend of enjoyment and anticipation for I have no doubt that this meal has only just begun.

 

[IsItWittyEnough]

Yawns and looks around the room. "I must've fallen asleep again. Too much punch. Oh well. Good morning everyone!"

 

[IsItWittyEnough]

"Hmmm... I guess this party has outgrown it's hospitality to me... Might as well pack it in then." Finishes his punch, looking around one more time, and then heading for the door quietly.