Emily stood in front of the mirror fixing her hair and tugged on her overtly short nurse costume, in an attempt to not show off too much of her ass.
"I think you should keep it hiked up," I smirked, sitting on the bed watching my girlfriend get ready. "I mean if you were my nurse I would definitely feel better after seeing that ass."
Emily smiled at me while still looking in the mirror, and pulled the white skirt all the way up to her waist and to reveal a bright red thong. "Oh, like this?" She winked.
"Hell yea, just like that," I replied, standing up and coming up behind her to caress her plump ass. I couldn't help but notice a very small, fading bruise from the other day when we were fooling around and I had bit her a little too hard. She had shrieked in both pleasure and pain at the time. Em was such a little freak in bed, I loved it. We were always pushing each other's boundaries, trying to get a better cum each time. As I ran my hands around her cheeks, down to in between her thighs, Emily closed her eyes let out a heavy sigh, and I smiled, moving my hand closer to her warm pussy. "I should make you take these off for the whole night," I said, tugging on the red thong. "You know, for easy access." I slipped one finger under the thong and felt a little bit of wetness between her pussy lips already. Em twitched when I reached further and gently rubbed her clit for just a second before pushing two fingers inside her wet pussy. She let out a soft moan and tried to reach back to grab my cock through my costume. I quickly grabbed her wrist and turned her around to face me, knowing I could have her right now and make us very late.
"Mmm, I think you'll like it better under the blacklight, when you can see it through my skirt." She was right, I could imagine her dancing and shaking her ass, bending over so the red thong peeked through the thin white fabric. She had really outdone herself this year, dressed as a "vampire nurse," which really just meant smearing her bright red lipstick slightly, and adding a few carefully painted red scratch and bite marks over her neck, arms, stomach, and legs. She had used fake blood, despite me telling her I would have been more than willing to give her some more real scratches and bites, only half joking. Her costume included a small white skirt with red buttons down the middle, a white cropped V-neck that let her supple breasts spill out, white thigh-high stockings, a bright red push-up bra, and of course the red thong. The only reason you would think she was a nurse was thanks to small red medical crosses on either tit just where her nipples would be, and the little stethoscope she had placed around her neck.
I traced her soft skin with both fingers, still wet from her pussy, down her neck to her breasts, to her exposed stomach. It was all I could do to not put her on the bed and lick every inch of her body.
"You know it's not fair that my costume is sooo revealing and you're hiding all my goods under that," she said, referring to my Deadpool costume. "I mean don't get me wrong baby you look very hot right now, but I was hoping to get more of a show tonight! Maybe you can be like a sexy Baywatch lifeguard next time." I hadn't put the mask on yet, but I was particularly proud of the quality of my near replica costume.
"Babe I'm basically wearing a skin tight onesie. You're going to be able to see everything," I joked gesturing downwards. She giggled and tugged at my shaggy hair to pull me close, planting a deep, wet kiss on me. I reached around and cupped her perfect ass, squeezing tightly. I loved that ass. When I started to pull away she bit the bottom of my lip slightly. "Ah fuck, don't eat your date before we even get to the party."
"Aw, you know I could never be a nice vampire nurse, babe. Not my style!"
"Oh, so you're an evil vampire nurse?" I grabbed my mask from off the bed and started to pull it over my head. Granted, as good as the quality was, it probably was the only bad part of the costume, since it went completely over my head and face. She would have to pull the fabric up over my lips if she wanted to kiss me like that again.
"No no, more like a naughty vampire nurse. Who wants to turn her patients into her lovers and then into her kind so she can fuck them for all eternity," she replied with a knowing smirk on her face, slowly licking her teeth as if she really had fangs and squeezing her tits together for effect.
"As weird and Twilight-y as that sounds I am insanely turned on right now and would gladly let you turn me. Just after we get to the party and I get a few shots in me maybe." I smacked her ass as she grabbed her jacket and we started to walk toward the door.
Our friend James's Halloween party was always crazy well done. He turned his house into the ultimate club dance party that just begged you to let go of all your inhibitions. After all, what better time to delve into sin than All Hallow's Eve? James always threw parties that completely embraced the spirit of a holiday, and always with sexual undertones. Emily and I had joked that James took the "naughty" part of "naughty or nice" a little too far when it came to decorating the bedrooms for his Christmas party. But his Halloween party especially was never one to be missed, if you were the kind of person who enjoyed being a little devious from time to time. The living room would be cleared out for a dance floor, with black lights, a DJ, and even a stripper pole in one corner. The dining room would be turned into a makeshift bar, with every kind of liquor, wine, or beer you could imagine, and at no charge to his guests. Finally, each bedroom would have a different Halloween inspired theme. One year, for example, he had made one bedroom into a Joker and Harley Quinn themed room. That was the other great thing about being friends with such a rich guy - his house had multiple bedrooms, and at every party, guests were encouraged to use them as they saw fit, in any way imaginable. And let me just say, only James new how to make it so that decorations could convince the 4 Harley Quinns and 3 Jokers that attended his party separately to occupy that room for the majority of the night. You can probably imagine what they were all doing in there. I had tried to convince Em to sneak in and join the festivities, but she just laughed and we ended up fucking back at home later that night after some rather raunchy dance floor grinding. Still, just remembering all of this, I couldn't wait to indulge that night.
When we got there Em walked ahead of me, and she pulled her skirt up again so that her bare ass and the red thong were completely visible. "Full moon tonight babe! Means it's going to be wild!" I could feel my cock begin to swell, and had to adjust myself in the costume. Another downside to the full bodysuit. I did not think that through, but knowing how much Em likes Ryan Reynolds, I had to take advantage of that. We had "watched" the first movie on one of our earlier dates and she had been so turned on, so it was totally worth it. I couldn't wait until we were on the dark dance floor so I could press myself against her body. She walked up the steps to the door but instead turned and walked over to the side porch railing, bending over it, her skirt still hiked up. She slowly shook her ass back and forth at me. "Come play with me for a second, lover, I want to feel your hands again before we go inside." I walked up behind her and pressed my quickly hardening cock against her ass and whispered in her ear.
"Mmm how bout as soon as we say hi to everyone and James we find a room just for us and I will play with you all night?"
