Literotica Halloween Contest (Patreon)

Hey guys, I know you are expecting the next 1000 words, but I recently discovered that Literotica was having a writing contest for a Halloween themed story and it was something I always wanted to do. I'm currently proofreading and getting it ready for submission right away since the contest started on the 1st and I'm two weeks behind everyone who has submitted. Anyways, the following is the rough draft and once published, any chance you guys can give it some 5 stars and good comments, 1st prize is $150 and I could really use the money and exposure since I'm losing so many patreons at the moment. Well here it is, Maggie's Halloween Adventure.

Maggie’s Halloween Adventure

This is the story of a Halloween I had always hoped to have forgotten, a story where the group that used to pick on me in school, finally got the best of me.

To get the usual out of the way, if you haven't read my stories before, my name is Maggie Hill, I'm the local tomboy, 5'3", short dark hair, blue eyes, B-cups that look bigger than they are on my tiny runner body frame and most recently I've been told I have a nice bubble butt. All features that no one really knew because I would usually dress in cargo shorts and a baggie hoodie, for all they knew I was as flat as a board under my clothes, and to be honest, raised in such a conservative, religious family, it made my mom happy to some extent.

Well, it was senior year, and Erica, the head cheerleader, and my bitter nemesis was always known for throwing the craziest parties for Halloween. Not like I was into that kind of thing, but I guess a part of me always wondered what they were like. Awesome costumes, insane food, loud music, and all the scary decorations, one year they even had a corn maze in their back yard because behind their house was nothing but open land that hadn't been developed yet. Yes, Erica's parents were loaded and seemed to indulge their daughter for whatever she wanted.

A week before the big night, Erica was seen walking around the halls with little envelopes, most likely invitations to her party. I decided to just open my locker and ignore her because I had a feeling hell was going to freeze over before I ever got one.

"Hey Margaret," I closed my locker to find Erica there waiting for me, smiling as she leaned on the locker next to mine, "sorry, Maggie, I feel really bad all the teasing I've been giving you and your friends and I want things to change, it's our senior year after all, here," she handed me an envelope and a chill ran through me, I guess hell had really just frozen over.

"Um, thanks, Erica," was all that I could get out before she hurried off.

"Bring your friends while you're at it, but remember 18 and over only, we are adults now!" she turned and yelled out before vanishing into the crowd.

I wasn't sure if I was excited, or scared, but I figured maybe people could change, maybe she was maturing or her father stopped screwing his secretary and she was finally happy or something...or something. I'd like to say the rest of the week till that night went normally, but she was extra nice to me every single day.

"Hey, Maggie! Cool hoodie Maggie! Hey, the machine spit out an extra soda and thought you might want it," every day it was something new and although she was being really nice, it kind of made me feel uneasy, even my friends were a little weirded out by the change of personality.

Well the day finally came and I decided to dress up as, a nurse, no, not a sexy nurse, they were scrubs that my sister left behind when she used to volunteer at the local hospital, tomboy remember. You weren't going to catch me in one of those slutty outfits.

I called and told my friends I would meet them at the party because I decided to stop at the drug store and buy a hospital mask to complete the outfit. But when I finally arrived, the house was just as crazy as I thought it would be, gravestones and iron fences outside, along with animatronic zombies and I think they actually hired scare actors dressed as goblins and monsters to scare people that passed by the house.

I made my way in to be greeted by Erica who was dressed up as Cleopatra, a very expensive Cleopatra, with an Egyptian wig, make-up, silk gown, the works, I wish I had that kind of money.

She made a noise that sounded like a happy squeal, "OMG, I love your costume, it's so retro, like from that show, what was it called again?"

"Scrubs?" I answered, confused.

"Yeah! Wait, wait right here I want to introduce you to someone," she ran off, not exactly sure how in the silk sandals she was wearing.

She made her way back, pushing through the crowd with Brian, the captain of the football team in tow, looking like he wasn't really sure what was going on. I could see his costume; he was dressed up as Tom Cruise from Interview with the Vampire and pulling it off rather well.

"Hey, this is!" Erica came, still pulling Brian and being so short and him so tall, he came crashing into me, spilling his drink all over me.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry, Erica was pulling and all these people and," Brian was being nice but Erica immediately cut him off.

"This won't do, come with me, we'll need to find you something to wear," she grabbed my hand now pulling me up the stairs towards her room.

"It's ok, really, it's fruit punch, if anything it looks like blood."

When we finally got into her room, it was massive, her closet alone was as big as my room. She quickly picked out an outfit and threw it onto the bed, it was a cheerleading outfit.

"I couldn't possibly."

"It's ok, it's one of my spares, I have plenty and it's Halloween after all, don't you want to look a little sexy?"

I bit my lip thinking of the possibility, but thinking of so many people from school seeing so much skin made me nervous.

"Here, how about we add a little disguise and it'll be our secret," she pulled out a blonde wig and a feathery mask.

"I guess maybe, it could be a little fun."

She stood there watching me, almost awkwardly staring as I picked up the outfit, "oh, this is weird, let me give you some privacy, I put some bloomers with the skirt in case you needed them, we're both about the same size."

With those words, she was out the door before I even had the chance to turn around. I can't believe I was in Erica's room, the same girl who used to whip me with her towel after gym class, the same girl who told guys I was really a boy or a lesbian, it was weird.

I stripped off my sticky scrubs, my bra wet as well with fruit punch. I looked at the top and was worried that I would stain it if the liquid got onto it and decided it may be best just to take it off. The top was tight, maybe I was about the same size or maybe even a little bigger than Erica, the front feeling stiff against my chest. First time wearing a cheerleading top, I just assumed that's how they were made, don't want your boobs flapping around while doing flips and summersaults. I felt very exposed that it didn't cover my stomach, even going to the pool or beach I would wear a rash guard or one piece at most with board shorts.

I put on the skirt, which was short, shorter than I was used to anyway, and came just down to my mid-thigh, I just had to wear my superman underwear today...well, I guess any underwear would have been bad being exposed by this skirt. So, I took them off and put on the bloomers that Erica left for me, which first time wearing bloomers, oddly felt stiff and snug as well, rubbing me in some very...delicate places.

I finished the costume putting on the wig and mask and went to her dresser to see how I looked. I don't think my own parents could have recognized me, between the cheerleading outfit I would never wear in my life and this blonde wig and mask.

While I put my socks and shoes back on, I noticed the top drawer of her dresser was slightly open and something caught my eye. I couldn't help my curiosity and opened it. I couldn't believe what I was looking at, it was a big black cock in her drawer. I don't know what came over it but I picked it up and held it before my face. I turned the little dial on the bottom and it came to life starting to vibrate and I dropped it in shock as it made a loud thump on the ground.

"Everything ok in there? I had some issues my first time too," Erica was waiting outside the door for me.

I grabbed it and quickly turned it off, stuffing it back into her drawer and closing it shut. I looked up in the mirror to see my cheeks and neck were bright red, I wasn't sure if it was out of embarrassment, or possibly even, arousal? I couldn't help but picture Erica laying in her bed fucking herself with that big vibrating monster causing me to bite my lip when a knock came at the door and Erica came in, hand over her eyes.

"Are you decent," she removed her hand from her face, looked at me, and smiled, "my god girl, I would have never have recognized you in a million years."

I didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult, but from the new, nicer Erica, I decided it was probably a compliment.

"Hey what should I do about my," I tried to ask about my clothes that I had in a pile laying on her floor.

Erica's hand found my bareback and started pushing me out of her room with her, "don't worry about it, the maid will take care of it and I'll give it back to you when I see you at school next."

Before I knew it, I was back at the crowded party and I felt practically naked. For a girl that practically wore a sleeping bag to school every day, this felt like walking around in my underwear. I hugged my arms around my stomach almost trying to hide my nakedness, there was nothing I could do about the breeze coming up the skirt though and with the thin, tight material of the bloomers, they almost felt like they weren't there at all.

I was dragged back to Brian, who was laughing with some of his guy friends, holding a brand-new drink and I almost cringed at the thought of getting spilled on again.

"Hey there you are sweetie," Erica said now clasping onto one of Brian's big arms.

"Wow, who's the new girl, she looks familiar," he said while looking at me.

"Oh, that's just, Stephanie, you remember her, right?"

"Stephanie, yeah sure, totally," he reached out, oddly to shake my hand.

He took my hand into his and like the vampiric gentlemen he was dressed as gave it a light kiss and I felt a sudden pulse don't between my thighs.

"Holy shit," the words left my mouth without thinking.

"Hold it together girl, he's spoken for," he said patting his arm, "such a tease, aren't you baby."

What was that, was that me, what just happened? A man walked by with plastic cups filled with punch and Erica grabbed two, handing me one.

"A toast to new friends," she said as we tapped or cups together taking sips.

I wasn't sure what was happening next but I could feel a slight vibrating down between my legs and I didn't know what was causing it. Could it have been the music, the tightness of the material against me, whatever was in this drink, or maybe just how hot it was having Brian kiss my hand? The thought of it made it feel like my nipples were vibrating as well, my whole body was starting to feel like it was tingling all over.

"Mmph," a moan escaped my mouth, I was hoping low enough that the music would cover the sound.

"Are you ok girl, you look a little, flushed," Erica had an evil grin on her face, one that I had seen so many times before.

"I'm fine, mmmm," the vibrations now stronger, something was vibrating in the bloomers and in the top, I reached down, but realized there was nothing I could do in front of all of these people, "I just need to use, ah, the restroom."

"Here let me show you where it is, be right back sexy," she said winking at Brian and grabbing me by the arm.

She pulled me to the closest bathroom, following in with me.

"Oh, some girl on girl action!" someone yelled out from the crowd.

"No, just someone needing a costume adjustment perve!" she yelled back before closing the door.

I had my back up against the wall, leaning on it because my legs were starting to get shaky.

"Mmmm, what's going on, what did you do?" I tried to keep a poker face but couldn't stop myself from moaning and breathing hard as I talked.

"Oh, you like the little toys I put into the outfit, I thought it would be fun to try out on you, I've worn it to a few games myself and let Brian hold the remote," she said again with that same evil grin and smug attitude I've known for so long, this was the true Erica again.

"Fuck this, I'm not like that, I'm out of here!"

She put her hand up holding up her phone, a video playing on it, "you can go, but you have two options if you do, you can leave, but I'm showing this video to the cops," the video was my friends out by the pool, smoking pot, "I hooked them up pretty good, and they went for it without question."

"What's the other option?" I said nervously.

"You can leave the costume, mask, and wig and leave right now," her grin now a smile from ear to ear, "completely naked."

There was no way I could possibly do that, I couldn't walk out of here completely naked, without a disguise for everyone in my class to see me. Pictures, videos, rumors, my life at school would be completely ruined and if my parents found out, they would disown me and throw me out.

"And, mmmm, if I, if I stay?"

"You'll be my little toy for the night until I get bored of you," her finger found its way under my chin lifting it so that I was looking directly into her eyes, "and for the rest of the night you'll refer to me as ma'am."

"Ok, I'll stay," she had me and she knew it.

"What was that, pet?"

"Yes...ma'am... I'll stay."

She pulled a small remote out of her pocket and began playing with the buttons, the vibrations in the top and the bloomers intensified, you could hear the motors as they began to rev up, and I could describe the feeling in one word, powerful.

"Good girl, now let's get back to the party, I have to be a good host."

“Please, Erica, please, Ma’am, I, mmm, I, can’t go out like this,” my legs were shaking, my fists clenched tight and I bit my lip to stop myself from making any more lewd noises.

From the open door, she looked back at me, holding myself up against the wall, smiling she made a motion for me to come to her. On weak legs, I made my way over to her breathing heavily as I felt what I only assumed was my orgasm building up.

She leaned over close to my ear, close enough that I could feel her hot breath against my lobe, and for a second it almost felt erotic and the thought embarrassed me further getting turned on by this evil bitch, “go kiss whatever boy I point to and I’ll turn it off, sound like you better hurry though.”

We walked out back into the part, hollers and whistles followed as people noticed us both leaving the bathroom together. I looked at her anxious, holding back the pre-orgasmic feeling consuming my body and there was no way I was going to have an orgasm around all of my classmates.

Megan laughed and pointed, “perfect, go kiss him.”

I looked to see where she was pointing and dressed like a ghostbuster was Adam, the tall nerdy guy in the class who always gave me the creeps because it felt like he was always staring at me.

“I can’t, I wouldn’t know what to say!”

“Ok, so it stays on,” she grinned again, looking down at my wobbly legs, “just,” she leaned in close and whispered in my ear again, giggling as she did.

I couldn’t think straight, I needed them vibrations to stop so I did exactly what she told me. I walked right up to Adam who moved out of the way thinking I was trying to get by him. I tapped him on the arm because he was much taller than me and tried to say something, but with the loudness of the music he couldn’t hear and he bent over and got closer to my face to hear me better. What he didn’t know was I purposely talked quietly so he would. But I was really nervous because, well, this was going to be my first kiss.

“Mmmm,” I bit my lip knowing that my orgasm was coming quickly and had no choice but to stop hesitating, and with both hands, I grabbed his head and kissed him.

I prayed that this was enough and that Erica would stop the vibrators but they stayed on, I tried to end the kiss hoping that was what Erica was looking for but Adam had other ideas. He held onto the back of my head now, kissing me back, thrusting his tongue sloppily into my mouth and I couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Oh god!” I screamed into his mouth as he kissed me, unable to keep quiet I came causing me to involuntarily grip his head tighter to mine making it seem like I really wanted this when I didn’t at all.

When he finally stopped, Erica turned off the vibrators and I stumbled back as she caught me in her arms.

“Wow, Adam, who knew,” Erica said, Adam now looking shocked and confused at what just happened, “how about a treat to go with your trick!”

With those words and the way Erica was holding me up with her arms under my armpits, she grabbed at the bottom of my top and lifted it, flashing my bare breasts, Adam not only now being the first to ever kiss me but the first to ever see me topless as well. I tried desperately to cover myself with my hands, but the damage had already been done, I was exposed, to him and whoever else had been lucky enough to catch a glimpse. When the curiosity got too strong to see what Adam was now doing, I looked up to see him red-faced and then scrambling away like he had done something wrong, I almost felt sorry for him.

“If you think that’s it, that was just the appetizer,” she whispered into my ears.

I didn’t have a moment to catch my breath as she dragged me to the living room where the DJ was. I was shocked to see the furniture was all moved and all sorts of lights were set up, it was like being in a concert or a club. People were dancing, girls grinding on guys wearing slutty, skimpy costumes, I no longer felt that out of place, in fact, some girls were only wearing underwear and wings, at least I had more on than that. But I had one thing they didn’t and Erica made sure to remind of that as I felt the vibrators turn back on with the intensity going up and down as I saw her fumbling with the controls.

I shook my head, and gave her a look of fear, having just cum, I felt so sensitive that it almost hurt.

“What’s wrong,” she mouthed, holding the remote up and pressing the button upping the intensity.

“Please no,” I was yelling, hoping she could hear me over the music, but then decided to get closer, “please no more, ma’am, I can’t take it, it hurts.”

“If you don’t like it, just take them off,” she responded back into my ear.

I tried to make my way back to the bathroom but she grabbed me and pulled me back close to her, “no, right here, it’s dark enough, no one will notice.”

I looked around hoping she was right, if the fact what I was about to do wasn’t making me nervous enough, she turned the panties to their max, making my hands shake as I reached under the skirt, grabbing the sides and quickly pulling them down before anyone could notice. The hard part was getting them off of my shoes, and in my panic, I just decided they had to go before someone saw. I quickly kicked them off and was finally able to remove the bloomers. I stood up to see Erica holding her hand out and proceeded to hand her the bloomers, which she casually tossed over her shoulder.

Faintly over the music, I could hear someone yell, “what the fuck?” which I could only imagine Erica had hit someone with the bloomers. The thought of some random person who knew me holding my wet underwear sent a trickle of wetness down my thigh and it brought to my attention how exposed I really was now. Nearly slipping on the hard floor, I looked back for my shoes but couldn’t find them, they had “magically”, vanished.

“Follow me,” this time not grabbing me.

As I followed her, someone bumped into me causing me to slip, nearly falling to the floor but was able to catch myself before face planting.

“Woo hoo!”

I realized the position I was now in, bent over on all fours, my skirt had ridden up, not sure how high and what was being exposed, but it was enough to get a reaction and I stood, nearly slipping again. In hindsight, I should have taken off my socks at least to be safe and before I exposed myself again or more importantly fell on my butt or face, I took them off and threw them away now barefoot in Erica’s house.

I looked up to see Erica giggling, “better fix your disguise before someone notices.”

I reached up to notice my wig was a little off and quickly fixed it, the last thing I wanted was someone to know it was me and with my short hair, it would be easy to figure out who was under the mask. I followed Erica out to the pool area, the concrete floor outside felt cold under my bare feet and I grew nervous where I was being led, almost like a lamb to the slaughter. I was led into the pool house and found my friends sitting around on a couple of couches, smoking away, dressed as zombies.

“Hey boys,” Erica said in the nice girl tone that fooled me into all of this, “I got that other thing I promised you.”

“You’re the best! I can’t believe this!” their words confusing me.

“Just promise me you won’t touch the mask or hair, that’s the only rule, do whatever else you want.”

“Go take a seat, I’ll be back in a bit, be good or else you know what I’ll do to them” she whispered in my ear and padded my ass, pushing me forward towards them, “don’t worry they won’t bite, I don’t think anyways.”

I sat down between Zach and Carlos, I should probably introduce them, so rude of me.

First, you have Zach, the guy to my right who always had to be the center of attention, 5’10”, toned body, short spikey dirty blonde hair, kind of cute, dressed like your typical skater who you thought was broke, but in fact, his parents were loaded. Next, you had Anthony, the emo kid of the group, with your typical mop-top, 5’8”, thin, always wearing black, like his soul. Matt was the preppy skater, that I still have no idea why he stayed friends with us, other than maybe we were the first people who were nice to him when he and his parents moved here from England. He was the same height as Zach, but kind of pasty, thinner and had this cliché English accent that made all the girls go wild at school. Finally, you had the guy sitting on my other side, Carlos, the strong silent of the group, 5’9”, short curly hair, nerdy glasses, kind of average in the body, not thin but not fat. He rarely talked, but you could tell he was always thinking about something, but you just never knew what exactly.

“So, what’s your name,” Zach asked me.

I didn’t know what to do, so I put on the best English accent I could and answered, “I’m, Stephanie…”

“Oh, British, how hot,” Matt chimed in.

My accent sounded terrible, but they must have been so high that they didn’t notice.

“So, what did Erica promise you?”

Zach put his hand on my bare leg, “just a hot girl that would be a real, treat,” his hand slowly creeping up my leg.

I flinched when he made his way under the skirt, but I knew if I didn’t let this happen, my friends might end up getting arrested tonight, there was still plenty of pot around, not to mention how they smelled and god forbid they make them take a drug test.

“I guess, I’m, your treat?” the words felt so unnatural, and cheesy I didn’t know how I even managed to say it.

I felt a hand on my cheek as my face was turned to face Carlos, his lips finding mine and now having the second kiss ever of my life. Meanwhile, Zach’s hand grew bolder and found my bare hip and I felt his fingers looking around for something.

“This slut isn’t wearing any panties!” I heard him say to our friends, the word feeling like a punch to the chest as one of my childhood friends just called me a slut.

I felt a hand reach under my top and start groping at my bare right breast, being rougher than I would have liked. But with greater skill than Adam, Carlos began running the tip of his tongue along the bottoms of my teeth than going to massage my tongue, playing my mouth like a skilled musician playing the saxophone. I had hoped to keep some modesty, the clothes being able to give such free access without being seen but that ended quickly.

I guess Carlos didn’t the room he liked and pulled my top up high enough to expose my bare tits to the open air. I was stood up and felt the clasp and zipper undone, on the skirt and pulled slowly down my legs, my breasts and pussy now on full display to Matt and Anthony and my bare butt and back being seen by Zach and Carlos. It was almost too much for my mind to take as I’ve known Zach, Anthony, and Carlos since we were little kids, Matt we met in high school when we moved here. People I saw as my big brothers, were now treating me like a whore, staring for the first time at my naked body without even knowing it was me. I watched as Anthony got down on his knees in front of me, not looking away from my exposed pussy, and I watched until he got uncomfortably close. He pushed me causing me to fall back onto the couch and dove fast first between my thighs like a guided oral missile, his tongue now going places none had ever gone before, another first for me as his tongue rolled circles around my clit and then trying to dive as deep as it could inside of me.

“Oh god, please, mmmm, gentle, mmmm, please, I’ve never had anyone do that before,” I said looking down and watching my childhood friend look up and smile before delving back to the treat between my legs.

To my left Zach went to work now mauling my left breast and tweaking my nipple as he kissed and sucked on my collar and neck while Carlos on my right decided he wanted my hard, sensitive, right nipple in his mouth, I looked up, surprised to find Matt standing over me as he bent over and became the third boy to ever kiss my lips.

To think in one night, my innocent, untouched, previously unseen body had received its first kiss, been exposed to god knows how many people, and now is being groped and eaten out by my best friends. I was thankful for the disguise and they had no idea who I was but at the same time, I didn’t know how I was ever going to face them ever again, knowing what I did. A situation that escalated even further as I watch Matt undo his pants, pulling them down with his underwear, exposing an impressively large, uncut, penis. All I could do was open my mouth and turn the best I could as he guided it along my tongue and into my mouth, now sucking my very first cock I had ever seen.

I did the best I could, gagging every time the tip hit the back of my throat, it wasn’t like anything I had ever experienced before, and with a drunken lust, he began fucking my mouth, pushing it deeper and deeper with each thrust until I could feel it penetrating down my throat. It wasn’t long before I felt it start to pulse and throb and with a grunt, Matt shoved his cock as deep as it would go practically cumming down my throat and right into my stomach. I was almost thankful that I wouldn’t have to taste it. But as Matt pulled out, I got a hot, salty, bitterness come across my tongue.

“My turn,” Zach whispered in my ear, licking the outside of my ear lobe as he guided me on top of him.

I watched as he pulled up his shirt and pulled his pants down, sporting a large, hard, cut, cock under me, and began rubbing it up and down my slit.

“Ah, wait, it’s me, it’s,” I tried to tell them who I was but before I could speak Anthony had made his way to the other side of the couch, putting his hand behind my neck, grabbing me and finally shoving his cock deep into my mouth.

My hips had a mind of their own and I could feel Zach loving teasing my pussy, from the looks, it looked like I was happily grinding myself against his dick and a part of me was, but most of the motion was coming from the rough treatment Anthony was giving me, fucking my face.

“Hey, found this in the bedroom, Erica has some kinky freaks that use that guest bedroom,” Carlos called out, I couldn’t imagine what he was possibly holding because I couldn’t turn my head and all I could see was pubic hair and stomach in front of me.

I nearly jumped when I felt a cock on my back, it seemed quiet, shy, nerdy, Carlos, had the biggest of all of my friends, or at least that’s what I assumed from the monster now on my back. I didn’t know what he was doing back there until I felt his cock twitch and cold liquid poured over his cock and spilling down my back and ass.

My eyes opened wide as I felt a finger circle around my anus and slow push inside, “Jesus Christ,” I tried to protest but was being muffled by the cock in my mouth.

One finger, followed by two, followed by more liquid, than three, was he going to try to shove his whole hand inside of me?!?! I was so worried about Zach taking my virginity that I didn’t even think about someone trying to put it into my butt, which now felt cold, and slimy.

I felt the tip press against my asshole, “no, no, he’ll split me in two, it’s too big, it’ll never fit,” but with a cock in my mouth it must have sounded more like, “mmph, mmph, mmmm, me, mmmm, big, mmm, it fit.”

The pressure and pain were intense as he drove his stiff rod into my virgin ass pausing for a moment, I thought for a second that he got the whole thing in but then felt a hard thrust as he shoved the rest in, pushing me forward, pushing my face into Anthony’s stomach, his cock deep in my throat as Carlos pulled back, the resistance of my once innocent ass giving him trouble, he began pulling me down onto Zach’s cock.

“God!” My eyes opened wide in shock and practically rolled into the back of my head as I impaled onto Zach’s cock, like a piston being pushed down in a machine, without pause, he broke through my cherry with what felt like a pop and I kept going down until he was fully inside of me, the tip of Carlos’ cock the only thing left in my ass and a mouthful of Anthony left. I was in the middle of a fucking machine and Carlos was the engine and I, at his mercy. Every time he would drive his cock back into my ass, Zach’s cock would pull out to the tip and Anthony’s cock would be driven right back down my throat and as he would pull out both the cock in my mouth and ass withdrew as I was driven down on the long thick cock underneath me.

Halloween night, senior year, and my first real sexual experience was getting gangbanged by my best friends and even worse, I was starting to enjoy it. In and out they went in and out, the pain subsiding and feeling nothing but intense pleasure, well except my throat, which burned a little as it was penetrated.

“Oh god, good thing Maggie isn’t here, she would have freaked if she saw this,” Matt said, startling me back to reality.

“Yeah, but Maggie’s so fucking hot,” Anthony said, his grip tightening just slightly on my neck as he said my name, thrusting his cock as it slid back down my throat, “remember that one time when we tried your new bubbler and she got too warm and finally took off her hoodie,” I felt his cock twitch in my mouth, “that was the first time I ever got even a glimpse of that hot body she’s been hiding since I first met her.

“I could do you one better,” Carlos said, not missing a beat, fucking my ass, “I caught one of her cross country meets and she had to borrow someone else’s uniform and it was actually form-fitting, I never knew what an amazing rack and ass she had, not to mention those thighs, mmmm.”

I couldn’t believe my friends were actually talking about me like this, well I couldn’t believe they were all fucking me like a whore but at the same time they didn’t know this was me, but they did know who they were talking about. Wait, was all this dirty talk about me, turning me on?

“I’ve got you all beat,” Zach said from underneath me, which I didn’t know if I was more curious or worried, “Maggie came over and we went swimming in my pool once this year, right after her 18th birthday when you guys were away for spring break, but her and I ended up having to stick around because our parents had to work.”

I remembered that I was wearing my usual boardshorts and shirt with a bikini top under it, so no way he could have seen much.

“Well, mmmm, we got a little high, she decided she wanted to take a shower before riding her bike back home without telling me and when I went into my bathroom to pee, she was in there, completely naked.”

I could feel all of their cocks twitch inside of me at the exact same time.

“So, what was it like, come on man!” Matt sounding very excited.

“The glass doors, mmm, were foggy and rippled, so I just got a blurry outline.”

Carlos thrust his cock hard and deep into my ass almost feeling like it was fueled by disappointment, “I want to see her naked so badly,” his thrust now harder and deeper.

“I should have just invited myself in and fucked her in the shower!” Zach saying underneath me between groans as I was riding his cock, his fingers gripping almost painfully into my thighs.

“So innocent and pure, I bet deep down, she’s a horny fucking freak desperate for,” Anthony yelled out and as I was drawn back, his cock being pulled out, leaving just the tip, he let loose, shooting a huge salty load into my mouth and all over my tongue, “cum!”

“Yeah! She needs to be filled like a slut,” Carlos now driving his cock in as deep as it would go, filling my ass with burning hot liquid.

“Mmmm, oh god, mmmm,” my own orgasm was on the edge, I was being fucked by my friends in mind and body.

“We should make her our whore,” as Carlos pulled out, Zach grabbed my hips and thrust me down hard on his cock almost pushing himself in even deeper than he had gone before and I felt him fill me with his load that almost felt never-ending, my orgasm exploding like the finale of a fireworks show, causing every single muscle in my body to tense. The release so immense that sound wouldn’t even come from my mouth, I just sat up straight on Zach’s cock, my body slightly twitching every few seconds as I stared up into the ceiling.

As my orgasm subsided, my muscles all seemed to release at the exact same time and I was face to face with Zack, “mmmm, Maggie, I mean Stephanie, sorry Stephanie,” he was back to being the Zack I knew, slick, “sorry, that was rude, us talking about another girl while doing all of that stuff to you.”

“It’s ok, I, I liked it,” I wasn’t lying and well, I guess a part of me always wondered what if would be like for my friends to see me as a girl and not another one of the guys, probably not how I pictured finding out or the exact words I would think they would use about me though.

I raised myself off of Zach and moving myself to sit next to him, I cringed as I felt their cum start to leak out of my holes.

“Ok! Time’s up boys,” Erica came walking in like she owned the place, which well she kind of did being it was her parent’s house, causing the boys to quickly cover and put on their pants.

Zach was the only one who took his time and I think I might have gotten jealous as I saw Erica eyeing his softening cock and hard abs, “you guys vacate, while we, clean up.”

My friends quickly left the pool house without question and as the fog lifted, I realized the state I was in and tried to pull the top down to cover my breasts and look for the skirt.

“No, don’t bother, I’ve seen it all already and I don’t want to clean up your loser friends’ cum stains off of my uniform, so just take the top off and hand it to me,” holding out her hand.

“But I’ll be naked, I can’t go into the party without anything on?” I was in a panic, desperately searching for the skirt but couldn’t find it, where could it have gone?!?

“Don’t worry, you aren’t going back into the party, it’s time for the final part of the game my pet, but if you don’t hand me that top, I’ll drag you back in front of everyone just like you are now.”

I had no choice again, I unzipped and handed it to her fixing the mask and wig once it was off, at least I was going to keep them. She walked to the back door that led to the field out back and I followed, since my other option was, head home through the main house naked and then walk home in my birthday suit. We made our way through the fog, I was nervous enough as it was, the creepy landscape wasn’t helping either, especially in my vulnerable, exposed state.

“Oh god!” I yelled out, Erica jumping back at me through the fog, startling me.

“Come on!” she grabbed my hand, no longer patient for my slow careful pace as when we finally made it through the fog to the infamous corn maze people spoke about behind her house.

I stood, baffled, what could she possibly want me to do? Make it through the maze? Were there people in there waiting for me? She already had me fuck my friends, what else could you possibly have planned for me and why was she doing all of this?

“So, I put the clothes you wore in the maze, you have 30 minutes to find what you can and get out and I’ll let you leave with whatever you put on,” she couldn’t help herself stifling a giggle before she continued, “but if you aren’t out in time, you leave with nothing at all.”

“You can’t possibly, I can’t go home naked, I’ll get arrested!”

“Not my problem, by the way, the clock just started, better get going my pet.”

“Bitch!” I ran into the maze, I had no time to think, argue or second guess, I needed my clothes to get home.

The mulch path they laid was murder on my feet and was majorly slowing me down, thankfully I found my shoes, I guess they just happened to “magically” appear here.

“Ahhhh!” I turned the corner to find myself face to face with another pumpkin-headed scarecrow, scaring the crap out of me, or in this case Carlos’ cum as embarrassing as that is to admit.

I looked up to see my superman underwear hanging from its mouth, being short I had to rip off a piece of the stalk to pry it from it, I quickly put it on, not knowing how much time had left, and continued the search. The feeling was almost disgusting and yet oddly arousing as I felt my underwear soak in the cum still leaking out of me which probably wasn’t as bad as being able to still taste Anthony’s cum in my mouth.

I was running franticly through the maze, but couldn’t find anything else, not my socks, shirt, pants, or even my bra, I was starting to get even more worried not knowing if it was worse going home naked or going home in my embarrassing little boy underwear. That’s when I got to the center of the maze where it seemed someone had been waiting for me, it was Brian and as I entered the center looking for my clothes he jumped out and grabbed me.

“Nice tighty whities, Steph, or should I say, Maggie,” he said causing me to open my eyes wide in shock.

“You know who I am?”

“Yeah, Erica and I came up with this together, although we made a bet that if you made it to the center of the maze, I was allowed to have a go with you, but only if you found the center of the maze.”

“Why are you doing this? What did we ever do to you?”

“To be honest, I always thought you were hot, guess I’m attracted to that weirdo tomboy type and Erica, well she always had a thing for Zack and wanted to have him at least once, so we made this plan so that we both got our treats tonight, and you two got the tricks.”

“Zach would never fuck that stuck up bitch.”

“Oh, maybe no completely willingly, but a video of him smoking with his friends, she threatens to show his parents or the cop and he’ll do whatever she wants,” he looked at his watch, “I’d say you have about 17 minutes left, I’ll let you go if you make me cum,” I watched as he reached down and undid his fancy pants but was a little shocked when I saw he was wearing nothing underneath them.

I had no time to waste and bent over in front of him, he was so much taller than me that if I had gotten down on my knees, I… may have not have been able to reach his cock with my mouth. It was thick and cut, long and I would have loved to tell him my friends’ cocks were longer but didn’t think that would help the situation, or make me look any better. I looked up watching him just look back down at me almost uncaring. Here I was, sucking his cock and he looked like I was shining his shoes.

“Come on, can’t you do better than that?”

I looked up angry, my teeth accidentally scraping along his cock as I pulled back, causing him to yelp out in pain.

“Bitch!” he grabbed the wig off of my head throwing it to the ground, followed by the mask, I was now completely exposed, well except for my feet and underwear, “do that again and I’ll carry you back into the house over my shoulder and let everyone see you just like you are.”

Hands gripped my underwear and pulled them down my legs, I felt the tip of a penis at my pussy and shove itself deep inside of me before I could turn around to see who it was. The force pushing me forward and causing Brian’s dick to hit the back of my unprepared throat.

“Oh baby, you can’t blame her, this is only like the third blowjob she’s probably ever given in her life,” Erica said from behind me, “her first strap-on as well probably.”

I couldn’t believe it; Erica was fucking me from behind with a strap-on while her boyfriend was fucking my mouth. Both shoved their respective “cocks” as far in as they could go and held them there. I was worried that I was either going to pass out by the pain of being penetrated so deep or not able to get enough air with Brian’s cock down my throat.

“Oh sweetie, I thought you wanted to fuck her, I mean it’s only fair if I get to fuck Zach.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t want sloppy seconds with that loser’s jizz in her.”

“It’s ok I think whatever was in there probably leaked out by now and whatever didn’t, I probably just pushed deep into her.”

“Switch!” They both called out as they simultaneously pulled out of me changing sides, Erica now in front of me, and Brian behind me and with a single thrust he was now balls deep inside of me.

“Mmmm, oh my god,” I couldn’t deny that my body was enjoying it, with all the teasing, exposure, and sex, my body was more sensitive now than it had ever been in my life, as far as I knew.

A finger found its way under my chin and lifted my head, I was met with the big black cock strapped to Erica’s body with her silk skirt surrounding it. My head was lifted a little higher as she bent over to look me in the eye. I watched as she smiled and touched her chest looking back as she watched Brian fucking me.

“Don’t enjoy it too much, this is the only time you’ll ever get to experience it, now be a good girl,” I watched as Erica undid the straps of the strap-on and let it fall to the ground, showing her bald pussy in front of me, “and eat my pussy.”

“I’m not, mmm, gay though.”

“Oh, me neither my pet, but I want to enjoy things as well,” she grabbed my head and shoved it between her legs rubbing my nose into her pussy.

At this rate she was going to suffocate me with her vagina, I pulled my head back slightly and gave her what she wanted. The first taste made me nervous because I had never tasted a pussy before, not even my own. It wasn’t bad, almost sweet, at least it wasn’t as bad as cum, I don’t think I would ever get used to that flavor.

“Mmmm, how is it, baby? How is this slut’s pussy?”

“So tight, even after getting fucked and dumped in, I don’t know how much longer I can last, how’s her lessy mouth?”

“You do a way better job baby, I don’t even think like she’s trying, I think she needs some motivation.”

SPANK! My ass was smacked hard and made me cry out in pain which would have been louder if Erica hadn’t been muffling it with her pussy. SPANK! It hurt so much, I had never been spanked before in my life, not even by my parents, I was always a good girl. I couldn’t bear another spanking and made every effort I could to focus on Erica’s pleasure.

“Mmmmm, much better, that did the trick.”

I dove my tongue as deep as it would go into her pussy, trying everything that Anthony had done to me before. When my tongue started to get tired, I tried gently sucking on her clit all the while Brian holding my hips tight as he fucked me, but I couldn’t focus on that, not if I didn’t want to get hit again.

“Yeah, eat my pussy, I know you love it, I knew you were a dyke all along.”

I was too focused on eating the pussy in front of me to focus on the pleasure from the fucking behind me. I was just now a sex toy to be used by these two assholes. A hole and a mouth for their pleasure, completely ignored as they began making out over me. I could feel their grips on my body starting to tighten, I was hoping that was a sign that they both were getting close.

“Shit, I’m going to cum, do I cum inside her?” Brian asked Erica, not caring for my response at all.

“Yeah, fill the slut up, I bet she wants to feel you blow your load deep inside of her.”

I thanked God and my mother for putting me on the pill, but at the same time I did worry about having Zach and the head of the football team in me without any protection at all, I didn’t think Zack had been with anyone else, but I could only imagine how many girls Brian had fucked.

“Watch this baby, mmmm, let me help you cum inside of her,” Erica backed up my tongue trying to follow but could no longer reach as her pussy was just out of reach, “open your mouth cunt.”

I hated that word, it almost felt like being stabbed being called it, no one had ever called me a cunt before. It felt even more degrading than being called a slut or a whore. But I did as I was told and opened my mouth waiting for whatever was coming. I watched as she picked up the strap-on off of the ground, detaching the vibrator and dropping the rest. She turned it on and began rubbing her clit with the tip.

“God, keep that mouth open, and sexy, keep watching closely while fucking that pussy.”

I watched as she spread her legs, inches away from my face, I had never had such a close long look at a vagina before and watched as her lips began to part, her clit was hard and protruding from her pussy, as wetness began to trickle out of it and I watched as her pussy seemed to undulate in front of me opening and closing like it was pulsing.

“Mmmm, yes, mmmm, watch this baby!”

I watched as well, having no choice as she dropped the vibrator on the ground still on, grabbing the sides of my heads and began gushing all over my face. She pulled me my still open mouth to her pussy spraying her pussy juices into my mouth, I felt like I was going to drown in pussy. I felt a hand release from my head only to think that she must have grabbed Brian to kiss him because her moans were now muffled.

“Mmmmmm!” It wasn’t Erica’s moans; it was now Brian moaning as I felt his cock twitch and start to unload inside of me.

Both let go of my body and I slowly fell to the ground feeling Brian’s cock slip out of me, his cum flowing out as he did, the second time feeling that tonight, the second time anyone had ever came inside of my pussy, ever. I just laid there on the ground as I watched Erica and Brian making out over my limp body. I had completely forgotten about finding my clothes, the time limit, or making my way home, I was just too exhausted and oversexed to think. When they finally decided to stop sucking face, Erica looked down at her handy work and began pointing and laughing at me, I must have been a sight, my face wet with her juices, cum leaking out of me, my superman underwear around my ankles.

“I guess we didn’t play fair, so here let me make it up to you Maggie,” she said handing me a rolled-up piece of cloth.

I tried standing up but my legs felt like I had just run 10 miles. Brian kindly helped me stand and allowed me to lean on him as I unrolled what Erica had handed me. It was a long, modest black dress, I pulled up my underwear and quickly put on the dress to cover myself again. It felt smooth, silky, and went all the way down to my knees, it felt so good to be covered again. Even with my hatred of girly clothes, I was thankful for this dress.

I watched as Brian and Erica fixed their clothes to look presentable again and I did the same trying to wipe off Erica’s juices from my face. I then reached down to grab the mask and wig but Erica stopped me.

“Hey, no need for those, and if no one sees you at the party, they might suspect that you were the blonde cheerleader, so better keep those here.”

“You’re probably right, I mean people saw me come in, they’d probably ask questions if they didn’t see me leave.”

As Erica guided us out of the maze and the three of us walked back to the house, things almost felt different. If I didn’t know any better, they were actually being friendly again.

Before we got back into the house, Erica pulled me aside, “hey if anyone asks, just tell them you’re a witch from American Horror Story and you just got the dress today.”

“Um, ok, I’ll do that…” I said walking in.

The feeling inside the house was also very different than before, it almost felt like all eyes were on me. I know I’ve never worn a dress before but there was really nothing sexy or slutty about it. I made my way through the living room, walking as to not draw any attention to myself.

“Is that Maggie Hill,” someone said as I walked by.

“Nice costume Hill! Very daring!” another person yelled out.

“You look hot, I never would have had the guts to wear something like that in public,” a girl said walking past me padding my shoulder as she did.

I saw my friends drinking off in the corner but after what had happened, I decided to dodge them and make my way to the front door, I wasn’t ready to see them just yet, especially after everything they did and said to me, whether they knew it or not. I opened the door nearly running into Paul on my way out. Paul was another guy on the football team and I think Brian’s best friend.

“Hey there,” his eyes looked at me up and down and I blushed as it felt like he was checking me out, “forget your cape at home there, Supergirl.”

“Oh, I’m not Supergirl, it’s a witch costume, you like it?” I said almost nervously since no guy had ever hit on me before.

“Oh yeah, it’s really hot, can I take a selfie with you?”

I didn’t know what to say and just nodded my head as he pulled out his phone, the whole time I watched him unable to believe that this guy thought I was hot.

“Hey, I hope I’m not too forward, but maybe I could get your number too?”

He handed me his phone and I put my number in along with my name and handed it back to him.

“You heading out now?”

“Yeah, I’ve been here since the beginning and I’m just exhausted now.”

“Ok, get home safe,” he smiled as I walked away, down the driveway, and started to make my way back to my house.

After everything, it just felt really nice to have a guy be normal to me tonight and not try to fuck me or use me. I couldn’t help but picture our selfie all the way home and how his hand felt on my hip. I kept walking oblivious to the world around me, but living in a small town it wasn't unexpected to pass by familiar faces especially having to travel through downtown.

I watched as my algebra teacher Mr. Redd stop dead in his tracks across the street and weirdly wave at me, I waved back yelling, “hi Mr. Redd, like my witch costume?”

He just stood there and nodded, not even blinking as I kept walking. I passed a couple, the woman having a disgusted look on her face as her boyfriend smiled from ear to ear. I know it isn’t much of a costume, maybe she didn’t know it was from American Horror Story and that I was a witch. I looked back to see him staring back at me as she slapped him in the back of the head.

When I finally got home, my parents were sitting in the living room, watching some old horror movie in the dark.

“Did you have a fun time sweetie? That’s a nice dress, I thought you left as a nurse and you came home a nun?”

“Someone spilled some punch on me and Erica let me borrow this dress, I’m a witch from a tv show.”

“Whatever you say, sweetie.”

I made my way to my room; I had left my phone and wallet at home afraid that I would lose them at the party since the scrubs had no pockets. My phone already had a text from an unknown number and I only assumed it was Paul making sure I got home ok.

“Hey, it’s Paul, now you have my number, message me when you get home, with a costume like that, you never know what a guy may do.”

A dress like this, maybe he had a thing for the mature woman type…

“Hey, just got home.”

“Hey! Thanks again for the selfie, my friends would have never believed it if I had told them without proof.”

“What? That Maggie Hill is actually a girl and can wear a dress without bursting into flames?”

“Something like that…”

“Maybe I could get a copy of that pic as well, I’d like to see it ;),” I texted back.

“Yeah, no problem,” the typing symbol coming up as I could only guess he was sending the pic.

I put my phone on my bed, grabbing a towel, and wiping my face still feeling like Erica’s pussy juices were all over it, but it most likely just sweat from the long hot walk home in the Florida heat. I grabbed my phone and got into the bathroom and got a message before I got a chance to turn the lights on, it was the selfie that Paul took.

My hand shot up to my mouth in shock, “oh shit,” were the only words that came to my mouth as I saw the image, the dress was completely see-thru, you could see everything, even my superman underwear, I was practically naked.

I fell to the floor as I realized what had just happened, “oh my god,” everyone in the house saw everything, “oh shit,” Paul must think I’m some kind of slut coming naked to a part, “CRAP!” all the people I passed on my walk home, even my algebra teacher saw everything. Maybe it was just the camera, maybe it was just the angle or the light coming from behind, I thought to myself feeling relieved as I turned the light on in the bathroom and saw myself in the mirror.

“Fuck me,” the dress was completely transparent.

Another notification from my phone and I looked at it nearly in tears as I saw a picture sent from Paul, it was him along with Brian and Erica and an accompanying message, “Happy Halloween.”

Epilogue

I like to say it ended there but later at school; Erica confronted me showing me a video that was taken in her room. She had set up a hidden camera in her room that watched me as I changed into the cheerleader costume and showed proof that I was the one in the blonde wig and mask. Not only that but, how I went into her drawer and pulled out the big black vibrator, but it was different from what happened and instead of shoving the vibrator back into the drawer the girl laid down on the bed, pulling her bloomers down and hiking up her skirt to fuck herself with it until she came.

I couldn’t believe what I was watching, “that isn’t me, I never did that, I shoved it back into the drawer.”

“Yeah, but they both look like the same exact person and it was edited well enough that any casual eye would never suspect a thing.”

I looked down at the ground angry knowing she was right, if I hadn’t known any better, I would think it was the same girl all the way through as well. Now what she did with that blackmail, well that’s another story.