This story is based on situations and characters developed in previous chapters. It is recommended that you enjoy those before continuing with this chapter. - All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.
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Late October always meant a school Halloween dance. I went to one my first year, and never went again. I wouldn't say I had a bad time, but I didn't have a good time. I was, for all practical purposes, invisible to the girls. Maybe that was due to my costume, but whatever the reason, I marked dances off my list of fun activities. For this reason, I declined Shelly's invitation to the dance three times before she finally prevailed and convinced me to take her to the dance. Just to be sure I had "a bitching time" as she put it, she would take care of my costume. All I had to do was pick her up and bring her to the dance. She assured me that I would be guaranteed to have a mondo rad time.
The next week I picked her up as requested. Her dad looked at me like I was some slimy creature, but did allow me to take his daughter, who was dressed in a floor-length white, well, dress wouldn't quite be right. More like a bed sheet wrapped around her body.
She followed me out to the car carrying a paper bag and a small purse. I helped her in the car and then climbed in myself, Shelly having already scooted over to sit in the middle next to me. "Okay. Find a quiet place to change," she said with a grin as we pulled away from the curb.
"Really?"
"Uh huh," she said. "You're gonna have to get naked to put your costume on, so unless you wanna flash the world."
"Got it," I answered her. It was already dark when we pulled into the K-mart parking lot. I pulled off into a quiet corner and turned off the car. "So?"
"So. Get naked," she said, sliding over on the seat to give me room.
"Not even going to tell me what my costume is?"
"Nope. Not until you're naked. But if it helps, I'm changing too," she said as she pulled the bed sheet looking thing off over her head. She tossed it into the back seat, leaving only her bra and little white panties on, well at least for the moment. "Come on. Hurry up!" she said with a sexy grin as she reached behind her and pulled her bra off, tossing it into the back as well. She skimmed her panties off, sitting naked on the seat near me, her legs spread, my cock quickly getting hard.
"I know what to do with this." I said, leaning toward her, intending to suck one of her nipples.
"Uh uh. Not yet. I have better plans than this. Now strip baby."
I shrugged and quickly pulled everything off, leaving it all laying on the floor in the front seat. "These too!" she said, reaching to snap the elastic waistband of my briefs. Only after I was naked, my rock hard dick poking in the air, did she pull my costume from the paper bag. "Here you go baby!" she said, handing me what looked like a thin white dress. "I see that look. It's not a dress. It's a toga. I have one too!" she said, pulling a second almost identical one from the bag.
She helped me put it on, my bare dick still sticking up in the air from under the skirt. With a grin, she gave it a few strokes and then put her own on, leaving as much of her showing as was on me. She twisted on the seat, hanging one leg over the back of the front seat and propping her other foot on the dash board. She reached into the bag and pulled out a condom and ripped the package open. "Okay baby. Come and screw me."
"With pleasure, but I don't know why I couldn't do it with you naked."
"Method in my madness," she said, reaching her hands out as I crawled over the top of her. She rolled the condom down my long, hard dick and then guided me to her waiting and already wet pussy. "Ohhhh yeah baby! That's it. Give it to me!" she moaned as I pushed into her incredibly soft hot tunnel. I much preferred sliding into her without the rubber, but even with it I could feel the heat of her tunnel flowing into me as I started stroking in and out of her. She pulled the top of her toga off her shoulder, letting it slide down her arm and exposing both breasts. I had my hands full holding myself up over her in the cramped confines of the front seat, so she moved her own hands to her tits and began to gently massage and pull her nipples while I pushed in and out of her. My crowned head teased and stroked her tunnel while it tried to grip and hold me back. It felt like the longer I stroked the tighter she got, her moans growing louder by the moment in the car.
Her hips rocked in time with my strokes, her clit sliding down the top of my shaft as I plunged into her, my pace quickening as I drew closer and closer to my own climax.
"YES!" she cried loudly as her body jerked, her tunnel spasming and gripping my sliding cock. "Ohhhhhh damn yes!" she moaned as I continued to plunge into her. She pulled her legs back farther, my thighs now slapping her ass, wet with her cum, as I pounded into her.
"Here it comes." I grunted, knowing I was moments from climaxing in her.
"Yes. Do it! DO IT!" she cried as my body bucked and jammed my dick into her. I felt my cum surge out, trapped from her by the rubber, but my body didn't really care at that point. Over and over my body bucked, filling the little rubber sleeve with my cum.
"OH, damn yes." I groaned, pulling from her before I could soften much, not wanting to leave the huge load of cum inside her if I slipped out of the rubber.
I flopped back on the seat and eased the rubber off, trying to keep as much cum in it and off my car seat as I could. I rolled the window down and tossed the used condom out the window.
"Wow! I so love how that feels," Shelly moaned softly, still leaned back and teasing her tits.
"Yeah. I agree. You feel fantastic around me."
"Good. Think you can tell me from someone else?"
"Damn, I don't know why not." I answered her.
