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🕑 Added 2023-10-28 11:17:02 +0000 UTC ***"The After Party" (part 1)*** A continuation of this story: onlyfans.com/730464475/marymusexoxo Halloween has never really been your thing. It’s not that you don’t like it- you prefer it over most holidays, actually. You just didn’t grow up celebrating it much. Even now as an adult, you can’t say you have many good Halloween stories to tell. You usually end up at home watching a scary movie to pass the time. Well… this year is bound to be different. Mary invited you to a party at her place this year. ~~~~ Over the last few weeks you and Mary had become very close. Texting daily, hanging out a few times a week, the two of you really hit it off. You’d become her “handy” man of sorts- though, you imagine most of the tasks she’s been asking for your help with were probably things she could have taken care of herself… but you’d gladly take any opportunity to come over. You were usually thanked in food & company… the warm, wet, & wanting kind of company. Things were really good. It wasn’t always sex. Sometimes the two of you just cuddled & watched a movie. Literally Netflix & chill- without the implied debauchery. It was nice. It felt good to just spend time together. You hadn’t had that kind of comfort with someone since your ex. You learned about the kinds of shows Mary liked, the characters she got the most worked up over… the pairings she “shipped.” She had a LOT of strong opinions about her shows- many of which you’d heard in heated rants late at night over decaf coffee. It was funny to see her get worked up. The last few weeks had flown by. You’d nearly forgotten it was almost Halloween… It was in casual conversation over last weekend that Mary mentioned she’d be having friends over for a party. ~~~ “I’d love it if you could come!” “Sure. Is it a costume party?” “Well, yeah! Of course!” she says, walking through her kitchen, “A halloween party without costumes isn’t very fun~” she trails off, rummaging through the fridge & pulling two ciders from within, “You’ll dress up, won’t you?” her eyes look up at you hopefully as she hands one to you. You sigh and laugh, “I probably don’t have a choice, do I? I don’t have a clue where to even start tho- I’ve never dressed up at a costume party.” Mary’s eyes widen in feigned shock and her hand goes to her mouth for a dramatic gasp. “Never??” “Never.” you shrug. “Okayyy, you HAVE to come! And you have to dress up. It’s for the spirit of Halloween, don’t be a bummer,” she comes close to you, wrapping her hands around your waist loosely, “I’ll help you find a costume. I’m gonna be Catwoman.” she raises her eyebrows before leaning up to peck you on the lips. You picture Mary in latex for a moment and get a little distracted. “... already imagining it, huh?” she teases you, running a finger down your jaw before turning to slip back into the kitchen. “You’ve gotta be Batman.” You give her an incredulous look. “It doesn’t have to be all out~! I’ll find something that’s real simple for you. A mask. Just wear all black and be “casual Batman,” she suggests, laughing. You roll your eyes but agree to play along. Her grin is enough to get you feeling excited for your first real Halloween party in a long time. ~~~~ And so, 15 minutes before the start of Mary’s party on “Halloweekend” (she has so charmingly called it) you find yourself standing in front of your mirror- Batman mask pulled over your head. Surprisingly? It feels way less lame than you thought it would. You went with a casual but sleek black look- some form fitting black jeans & a black button up, tucked in with a gold belt. You roll your sleeves up to your elbows & straighten your sleek black tie against your chest. Bzzzzz. Bzzzz. You take your phone out of your back pocket. *You ready, Bruce? ;) people should get here any minute! wanna get a sneak preview of my costume?* You smirk- taking one more quick look in the mirror before you grab your keys. ~~~~ Moments later, you’re knocking on Mary’s door. “Coming!” you hear her call from within. She opens the door, solo cup in hand. The shiny black fabric of her tight little bodysuit hugs her curves like water. Though her DDDs look so enticing, barely contained within the sleek latex outfit- you notice the high cut of the suit sitting on her hips and find yourself wanting to see the back of her costume. Equally surveying your outfit, she looks you up and down and smiles. Grabbing your tie and pulling you forward, she purrs, “Your so handsome when you dress up for me~” You lean down and kiss her, slipping your hands around her waist, creeping down to her ass… getting a quick survey on the situation. Her bare skin m eets your palms and you pull her close to you, grunting at the contact, feeling an electric heat start to build between you. “Let me close the door at least!” she giggles, slipping from your grasp. You grin, letting her push you inside to close the door. You notice all the food & drinks she’s got displayed out on the counter and wonder how many people will be over. “So, do I make a good Catwoman?” you hear her ask. You turn back around. She gives you a better view of her costume, posing & turning around to show off every angle. You smirk and nod your head. “Does that catsuit zip all the way down?” you ask. “Aaallll the way,” she nods, winking. Quickly checking her phone, she makes a cute little dash towards the bedroom, “Come see~” she calls, and you follow quickly behind. ~~~~ You’ve got 10 minutes until the party officially starts. Hardly enough time for what you WANT to do to Mary in this sexy little outfit… Mary slips her hand in yours and brings you to the side of her bed. You see a familiar desperate look in her eyes as she kisses you hungrily, looping her arms around your neck, pressing her breasts up against you. The taste of her drink lingers on her lips. “Mary…” you chide, “been pregaming already?” She pulls back, biting her lip, “Just a little~ needed to get some liquid courage in me,” she wraps her arms around your waist before sliding her little hands to the top of your jeans. “It’s not like you’re lacking in the courage department,” you chuckle, as she gropes your ass. “I guess~” she says, singsong. She floats away from you, leaning back against the door, “Are you mad at me?” she bats her eyelashes, looking sweet. “Not mad, no,” you sit on the bed, leaning back, “But I think I’d like to wait to give you what you want.” you smirk. Mary pouts. “We’ve still got-” she glances at the clock by her bedside, “6 minutes…” she joins you again, standing between your legs, playing with the hair at the base of your head. You laugh at her expression, “Listen- I want to rip that costume off you right now- but something tells me that would be a bad idea before anyone else even gets to SEE it.” You notice a little blush begin to creep up Mary’s face. “I’d get your makeup all messed up- and we can’t have that,” you say, brushing your thumb across her cheek softly. Her cheeks shift into bright red and she covers her face with her hands, “You’re really enjoying getting me all worked up, aren’t you?” “...Says the woman that worked me up to try and have a quickie 5 minutes before all her friends get here.” you take her hands in yours to draw them to your lips. “... point taken,” she attempts to look innocent but quickly breaks, “Fine. I forgive you.” you laugh, “We’ll save it for later~” You let go of her hands to lean forward and she melts into your lips. Breaking the kiss, you whisper into her ear... “I’m already imagining all the ways I’ll fuck you silly tonight,” She lets out a soft groan & tightens her grip on you. You swiftly slip a finger between her legs, pressing against the zipper that runs down between her thighs. You hear her breath hitch. “Ahhh~” she covers her mouth and grabs onto your shoulder as you rub against her clit through her catsuit. “Just a little teaser,” you say gruffly into her ear before standing, pressing your groin against her, letting her feel the stiffness growing in your pants. You reach down to adjust yourself just as her doorbell rings. She looks up at you, flushed, “And I’m supposed to be the villain here…” Your laughter fills the room. Taking a few big breaths, Mary fixes her hair in the mirror by her bedside and turns back to you. “Ready to me et everyone?” ~~~~ To be continued! I hope that you enjoyed the first part of the story ;) More to come in a few days! xoxo, Mary
