Britwitch's Hallowe'en Party 2012

*Where it seemed that there were people, now there was only the maze. He was left there, unsure of what had happened. All he knew was that he was still very much aroused. His manhood pressed against the material of his costume; he had to readjust himself a few times to find a comfortable way to walk. It took some time to find his way out of the maze, but eventually he came to the back porch of the house, still alight and still bustling in various rooms. He took a seat on the steps, trying to calm his raging hormones and make himself presentable for other company*
 


It is inevitable .....

My lips softly touch hers my small tongue savoring our taste as it travels the circle of our union as if sealing us as one being.

She tastes Devine, we taste divine, saliva mingling with delicious abandon.

This first kiss IS the prelude in and of itself... something to be savored. As our bodies press closer the sensation is as if we have shed our clothing, flesh pressed to naked flesh, heat to heat. A single heart is beating hard and fast, someone is moaning; the sounds an intoxicating meld of want and need.

My tongue touches hers and the dance begins; a sultry tango of exploration...capture and release.

I am a woman possessed on this All Hallows' Eve.

A woman who knows what she wants...it transcends sex, transcends gender.

A primal fire has been lit and I would have it burn brightly.

I would have it consume the both of us this night.....


The entity of course had other ideas it began to consume me instead, gradually releasing Thyri as it coalesced somewhere deep inside my soul sending its wicked tendrils deep inside my belly stroking my sensitive flesh like a maestro. Nerve endings began to beg for release as my traitorous body began to shake with a deep seated all consuming need, " pleeeeeeese," I whispered my voice sounding alien even to me , it was that of another; low, raspy, desperate as I felt myself coming closer to the precipice. It would throw me out into the wicked void I knew this and didn't care.

The room came into focus for a second as I was dragged from Thyri's arms across the cold dank floor and into the closet.

Thank you I thought unable to articulate the worlds , it was the first party someone had bothered to
....ohhhhhhhhh.

I was loosing me,loosing my mind loosing my grip on reality...

A delicious heat began to consume me in totality as I plunged headlong over the edge my body exploding as pure sensation became my entire world.

An orgasm the like of which I had never experienced tore through my slender frame with the force of a small tsunami knocking out my breath causing stars to explode beneath my eyelids. I was panting my breath coming in short staccato bursts as demanding cruel fingers toyed with my sensitive places ...The dark entity had a thousand pairs of hands it seemed to me...nipples were pulled twisted, needy orafices filled beyond tolerance, sensitive skin scored by wicked talons as it forced me to cum again and again as we swirled through time and space ...its dark persuasive voice whispering crude and descriptive suggestions against my burning ears.

Someone was screaming head thrown back as she writhed in decedent abandon.

That someone was clearly me...

My last conscious thought as I winked out of existence was how glad I was that I had decided to brave the party once again this year.

This time I had been...ohhhhhhhhh....this time I had played..owwwwww....this time I had...ummmmmmm.... I ...would thank my hostess ...pleeeese.....on the morrow for now I....


" Oh God...mmmmmmmm....yessssssss," my back arched as another forceful orgasm overtook my mind and body and my brain simply shorted out.
 
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Thank you Britwitch
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*Standing on the path I gaze up at the house for a moment as I smooth the skirt of my costume. A breeze ruffles the tattered feathers of my wings making them seem to almost move on their own. I’m a bit late to the party but I can’t resist showing up for a while…just to see what this place looks like on the inside.

Boot heels click briskly as I hurry up onto the porch and pause before pushing the door open and slipping inside…*
 
Another Hallowe'en has passed...and so another celebration draws to a close.

I smile as I walk through the house extinguishing candles and turning off the music, the rest of the clearing up can wait a little while. It was another lovely party, new and old friends mixing and mingling and having fun...just as I'd hoped.

Before heading home I hang a notice on the door...

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Thank you to all who came!
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See you again next year!

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Party's over. Time to clean.

Which I actually enjoy more than I probably should.

My outift is the one from the RW, a long black dress with a long red wig, complete with sparkling horns protruding from the top. I'm sure I'll lose the wig before long and the dress will more than likely be covered in dust soon but...Hallowe'en comes but once a year, it's not like I won't have time to get it cleaned.

I stand and survey the main room. Where to begin. First things first, the waiting staff made sure all the leftover food made it to a grateful home but the plates, platters and so on all need washing. Gathering up an armful of silverware, I head into the kitchen.
 
Entering the house, I am not surprised by the merry making that has occurred here, Brit's Halloween Parties have been legendary. My heels click on the wooden floors and I know she has heard me come in.

My outfit is chosen for my role this day, sharp, tight and most likely wholly unnecessary. The pencil skirt hugs my curves, the jacket tight against my chest and the boots that crawl up my legs like a second skin? Classic Vivi.

I draw up close to the devil, and whisper tantalizing words in her ear for once.

"You only need to say yes or no, my darling."
 
Water fills the sink, bubbles dancing across the surface. One by one the silver platters and plates are emerging glistening and clean and being stacked on one side to dry.

I've almost finished when I hear heels, hear the rhythmic walking crossing the floors and drawing closer. I can envisage hips swaying in accompaniment and the voice that is suddenly worryingly close to my ear tells my imagination it pictured correctly.

I swallow noisily, lifting soapy hands from the sink and dry them in a kind of daze.


"Yes or no?"

I ask, knowing there won't be a repetition or an explanation. Somehow I don't think that voice is asking if I need help with the cleaning.
Tongue tip runs over suddenly dry lips and I turn my head towards the voice. Blue eyes meeting those hovering over my shoulder. A moment's pause, knowing that whatever I answer, there will be consequences.


"...yes..."
 
Beguiling hazel eyes watch the blue ones shine with honesty, trepidation and not just a little excitement. I hear the little "Oh!" of surprise at the pin prick in her shoulder, the slash of fear in those same gorgeous blue eyes before they close and she slumps against me. I toss the empty needle to the floor.

I hold her upright for a moment before my three boys come crashing through the door.

"Take her and load her carefully, please. Not one hair on her head had better be out of place, my darlings or it's your asses. Take her to her cottage. I will follow." Gone is the sweet voice to be replaced with a much harsher tone as I order my playthings, my toys in pretty pink underwear and not much else, around. They secure her to a gurney and trot out the door, each with a careful eye on their package.

I sweep my eyes over the mess surrounding me from the party and walk out the door, locking it for the year behind me.

A fitting end for it, I think.
 
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