The 2022 Halloween Hooky Public Orgy and Community Group Grope

[WritesNaughtyStories]

It had been a last minute idea, but the elegant, old gentleman had decided to do it anyway. In the limited time available he'd mustered what social cache he had, spent what liquid cash was available and done everything he could think of to advertise the event.

The time was upon him and he walked to the front doors of the manor house. He pushed them wide, allowing the warm yellow glow of the interior to spill on to the wide, shallow stone steps. He lit the torches that lined the stairs and manicured paths to the main gate as he walked to the entrance.

Setting the torch in a socket beside the gate he checked his outfit. He'd chosen a long, asymmetrical linen skirt - it was too long, too light and not pleated, so it certainly wasn't a kilt - and a matching coat. He'd skipped both a shirt and shoes but opted for a Panama hat at a rakish angle. His sharp face was freshly shaved and his long, white hair ties back. The suit draped nicely over his long, lean frame and he was generally pleased with the effect. He supposed it was what a private investigator in some desert noir film would wear if they were a transvestite.

That it was Halloween was an accident - a quite happy one but an accident nonetheless - and he'd embraced it with a childish glee.

He threw the gates open, bowed gracefully and greeted the community, "Do come in - mi casa es su casa," he said, gesturing to the house and grounds behind him.

[WritesNaughtyStories]

The slender, well dressed host caught sight of a shy neighbor.

"Oh, @Pixel, I'm glad you came." He waved to the young man, and gave him a sly wink. The linen-suited gentleman fished in his coat pocket and produced a pair of cigars.

Deftly spinning one in his fingers, the white haired deviant offered one to Pixel. He bit the end of his own and spit the bit of tobacco through the gate. He leaned to the nearby torch and lit the cigar, rolling it through the flame to spread the flame evenly. He took a big puff and blew smoke toward the ceiling, "There's a proper lighter up at the house. Anal too, I expect."

[Pixel]

Gosh, what a great day it was, Pixel couldn't help but think to himself. Absolutely lovely. And the night would be even better, he thought as he carried a bag in his hand that contained a candy corn butt plug with matching lube for that special someone. A trick and a treat. Yup, no shenanigans were gonna stop him today.

When suddenly, a neighbor who lived in a house that he deeply envied stopped him as he was happening by. Pixel was given pause and he blinked a few times, his eyes watching the spin of the cigar before it was being handed to him. Not knowing why, Pixel accepted the stogie and whispered, "That was cool...", then looked up with sparkling eyes as the torch was used to light the man's own cigar. 

There was a certain level of "suave as fuck", and Pixel knew that he would never climb to the top of the mountain that this guy had climbed to, and now sat comfortably on a rocking chair overlooking everyone else's feeble attempts. Like holy fuck.

Still with wonderment in his eyes, Pixel watched the ring of smoke elegantly float upward until it dissipated. "A lighter.", He repeated, absent-mindedly, then looked down at the cigar he still held. "Oh, ha, yeah, su- UUUUUUUURE?!", He started, then was caught wholly off guard by the next suggestion, which made his breath catch so suddenly he started coughing.

"I...", He wheezed, curled over, "... Was just.. passing by...".

 

[WritesNaughtyStories]

"Isn't it lucky, then," the old man whispered conspiratorially as he leaned close, the scent of cigar smoke and almost forgotten hints of cologne teased the younger man's nose, "there just happened to be a castle full of debau- Halloween distractions," he corrected himself, "on your way."

"You can call me Sam," he added, drawing away and inclining his head toward the house.

Sam turned a curious smile on Pixel, "Walking by on your way to where, might I ask? Is there another party?"

He took Pixel's arm, folded it over his own and started toward the house. "Let's see who all has turned up shall we? Worst case, we'll cornhole the staff." He chuckled as he led his neighbor up the path to the house.

Edited October 31, 2022 by WritesNaughtyStories

[Elena Ichinomiya]

Just from the invitation alone, she can tell she just let herself into another trouble. The invitation card on her hand already spell it for her. "Public orgy is one thing. I mean that's what i'm curious about. But what's with the group grope part? Are we gonna have chikan practice or something?" she shake her head. "Well at least i won't be bored for Halloween this year...still, group grope..."

She can see the mansion now. Judged from its look, it seems like a decent place to thrown party at. She actually expect this to be a budget party thrown by people who live in frat house. Guess the host seems to know what they doing. The door seems to be open wide which mean it already welcoming the guest. "I guess i'm not late to the party. Am i the only one invited? Wait...i see two people from here...".

Deciding she won't get anything from staring at the distance, she cut the chase and approach those two. "Excuse me!" she called out "Were you all coming here for this invitation?" she show them the invitation card she had on her hand. 

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Sam greeted the attractive, white haired woman with a smile.

"Oh, wonderful!" He exclaimed, touching the invitation with a finger. "This is the place." He offered Elena his other elbow and tugged her toward the house, "We were just on our way inside to analize - er, analyse - the staff's performance.

As the threesome walked, each of Sam's guests felt someone squeeze their butts. He looked from one to the other grinning, "I do hope the rest of the guests shoe up soon. A party is much more fun with a larger grope."

[IsabellaRose]

Parking for the party was a nightmare, and she had been forced to drive around the block and up two streets due to too many cars and "no parking this side of street" signs. Frustration had made her continue another two blocks, and she pulled the tiny red coupe up in front of a mansion. Cutting the headlights and then the engine, she took a moment to collect herself. Deep breaths. The Chairman's Halloween party was the last thing she had to do tonight, before she could finally cut loose and find something she wanted to do.

A handsome older man had just called a younger man from the sidewalk into the gates of a quite extravagant mansion. He lit a cigar and the two of them spoke. She flipped down the visor and checked her makeup in the mirror. Sexy secretary was probably the worst costume idea she had for a work party, especially when she wasn't a secretary, but... well. It was a damned sexy costume. She should probably go home and change. 

The garter belt held up sheer black stockings with a seam up the back of her leg, and the short, slit, pencil skirt showed off so much of her legs she should probably be dancing around on a stage with a pole. The heels were 5 and a half inches high with a 1 inch platform, "stripper shoes" her roommate had called them. The white blouse was unbuttoned so low that even her small cleavage was exposed thanks to the black bra underneath. Add the librarian glasses and bright red fingernails too long to type and she was all set.

A silver-haired young woman walked through the gates toward the mansion next. She shook her head. She had her own party to get to. She hopped out, closed the car door, and a gust of wind tousled her hair and blew a small square of paper into her face. She clutched at it, nearly falling over in those heels, and held it in her hand, examining it. It was an invitation. To an orgy and... community group grope? At... this address?

Fate had smiled upon her. She flipped open her phone, gave her apologies to the Chairman's assistant, and strutted into the mansion. When opportunity knocked, you opened the... or in this case strode through the already open, door. 

 

[Pandora Haze]

" theres a party!" she jumped for joy giggling " and i was invited" she paced for a moment and looked down at herself. she was rocking leather and lace  today, short leather shorts a lace bikini top and leather knee high boots. not really a costume but whe you live in the land of fantasy everything was normal so she simply dressed abnormally for her. she'd even pulled her hair up into a high pony tail to get it out of her face. Anxiety here we come she thought to self. showing way more skin then her comfy over sized sweaters ever did. 

she was walking up the path admiring the ground, nature was her thing. the music was playing somewhere off in the building, and the lighting was making the shadows dance setting a tone for a wickedly delicious evening of new experiences.  

[WritesNaughtyStories]

The admittedly,' and happily', he added mentally, perverted old man heard the crunch of footsteps on the path behind him and the two guests he was already escorting through the front doors. Same released their arms, ang fondled each luscious bum as he urged them to the doors, "Eat, drink, dance, molest the help," he bent close and whispered, "they're especially fond of that, and you'll find the appropriately attired for easy access. I'll be a long in a moment to help." he assured them both.

With a smile he turned and gave the white-haired woman's breast a brazen squeeze, "Why, aren't you a lovely thing?" He asked as he let his hand fall. He gave the young man's package an equally shameless grope and flashed a smile as he skipped down the stairs, his bare feet nearly silent on the cold stones.

"Ladies," he called to the newcomers as he scampered down the path in his linen skirt suit, "so glad you made it." He paused in front of them and gave a deep bow, "Please, come inside." He added as he drew himself to his full height and gestured to the lighted entrance with a flourish.

"I'm Sam, please help yourself." He said, sliding one arm around each woman's waist.

 

[Pandora Haze]

she smiled at the two as she tucked herself against his side ducking her head slightly. " this should be an interesting night " she purred at the two " i'm tyla its nice to meet you Sam " she  looked up at both of them her mere 5 ft making everyone a giant compared to her. she listened to the laughing and music that was starting to filter out. 

[WritesNaughtyStories]

As they mounted the stairs the old man's surprisingly strong hands slipped over the two women's hips to their shapely derrieres. He gave them each a friendly pat to usher them through the open doors.

Once the were in the spare, tidy entry he set his cigar in an ashtray and waved over a young waiter wearing only a bowtie and an apron. "Marcus, be a good lad and fetch these ladies drinks."

He turned to the two women with a smile, "Marcus will run to the bar for you. There's cigars, weed and opium if that's your thing." He gave a wink, "It is mine." He confessed with a giggle.

He looked around for the young man with the bag and the white haired Elena. Seeing them he waved, "Come, join us." He called.

[Pandora Haze]

glancing around she gives everyone a long aperitive look, feeling the looks being returned. Tyla smirks wondering how this was all going to get started. she took a cup from the one called Marcus while sliding her fingers over his chest approvingly " wonder if he screen them him self ?" she mumbled lookin her fill as he moved on to pass out the drinks. 

" everyone one of them look good enough to eat" she smiled as she licked her lips  

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Sam gave Tyla an evil wink as he gave Marcus' heavy, although not completely hard, cock a squeeze and bit of a stroke.

4 hours ago, Pandora Haze said:

"everyone one of them look good enough to eat"

"Absolutely." The silver-haired host chuckled softly. Sam continued to work the much younger man's stiffening prick, but watched Tyla. "I'm sure if you asked him, Marcus would be happy to demonstrate how very talented he is." Without taking his eyes off Tyla, Sam asked, "Wouldn't you, Marcus?"

"It would be my pleasure, Mister Sam." Marcus answered, seemingly completely unflusteted by either the conversation or the lengthy handjob his employer was giving him.

Sam gave Tyla a bright, confident smile and guided her hand to the waiter's erection. "His is not the only cock available." He let Tyla have sold possession of the attractive server's member and patted Marcus on the cheek. "Such a lovely man." Sam said with a wink, his skirt tenting out in front of him.

He slipped his empty hand between Tyla's thighs and rubbed the back of one finger along her leather covered sex. "Do enjoy yourself this evening, and feel free to drop by anytime."

[Pandora Haze]

she leaned back against sam allowing him as much access as he chose while gently stroking Marcus guiding the male closer to. tilting her head to the side " are you a witness to his talents ?" she ask sam while dragging her other hand up, skating it along Marcus's chest, her strokes of him teasing, promising more if he's a good boy. 

and being sandwiched between the two of them had her wet already. " do look me up sometime" she purs back at sam.   

Edited November 1, 2022 by Pandora Haze
Poor choice of words

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Sam let Tyla lean against him as he unbuttoned her shorts, "Witness?"  he laughed softly into her ear, "No, I taught him." He finished, raising his eyes to Marcus from looking down, across the inviting expanse of Tyla's bust.

"Didn't I?" He asked. Marcus nodded silently but looked at Tyla.

"Shall I?" The young man asked, dropping his eyes to Tyla's open shorts.

Sam kissed the girl's cheek and let both hands trace over her belly and breasts. "I'll be back to check on you in a minute," Sam grinned into Tyla's ear with a hint of a kiss, "but I do have other guests."

He reached over her shoulder and stroked Marcus' rugged jaw, "See that Tyla is well attended."

"Of course sir." He answered, using both hands to open the front of Tyla's shorts.

Sam smiled, patted Tyla's pretty behind and turned to seek out that very sexy secretary who he'd escorted up.

"@IsabellaRose, where have you gotten off to?" He called, standing on his toes to look about the house, " @Elena Ichinomiya, did you get a drink? A waitress, perhaps?"

He found @Pixel, and drew beside him. "Need some help with that cigar?"

[Elena Ichinomiya]

"I think i get a drink. Not sure what to do next but hey, you're the host" she told him. Honestly she isn't a party type. However seeing the other guests, she thought it will be okay to just carry herself like usual without need to bring out the formality. "I mean come on, who need to be so formal on a party with word grope on it?" she thought.

[IsabellaRose]

Izzy was watching the interactions of everyone in the room, a smile on her face. This promised to be so much more fun than some stuffy party at the bosses' house. She grabbed a drink from a passing, scantily clad waitress and downed it in all at once without even looking at it. It had been fruity with a kick, and she looked at the far too accommodating waitress.

"Where can I get another?" she asked as politely as her nerves would allow.

Oddly, the waitress took her by the hand, which made her blush slightly and smile too much, and led her to a bar staffed with a ridiculously handsome young man in nothing but a bowtie and an apron. He flashed a welcoming smile, and a little more than may have been intended when he turned to the shelf behind him to get a bottle. She turned to look at the waitress, and at that point realized that the woman's ass was also uncovered by her lack of actual clothing.

She was going to be in trouble here, she could sense it already. Now where was her host...? Ah there he was, looking for her and taking care of the other guests. She thanked the bartended and the waitress and, with five in her hand, looked for a tip jar. When she didn't see one, she moved to put the cash on the bar, but the bartender took it from her and passed it to the waitress, who tucked it smoothly back into Izzy's purse. 

The whispered comment from the bartender was that cash was unnecessary but that he could give her a tip if she liked, and the waitress offered to join in if it was all right. Izzy was quite flustered. She wasn't used to this much open promiscuity. Usually she had to hide her desires from the people around her.

She nodded and said softly, "I would very much like that, both of you," with a shy glance away, "but I should really find my host before I get too involved in anything."

[Chuck89]

Chuck soon entered the room. He looked around to see if anyone young woman was available~

[Solstice]

Solstice had just arrived at the estate, letting herself into the welcoming manor, where laughter and conversation could be heard through the stained glass windows and exquisitely carved front doors.

 Once inside, she was just adjusting the golden chains that draped her body, when she accidentally bumped into @Chuck89.

“I beg your pardon, sire! I was momentarily distracted.” She apologized, bowing to the male guest, her jewelry jingling and glimmering when she moved. 
 

The golden chains that had preoccupied her attention were part of the Arabian slave costume she’d put together for the party, her mocha nipples visible through the shimmering turquoise silk that hung from her body.
 

Chains that draped in pearl-tipped finials across her slim abdomen and wide hips thickets chains that could be used for restraint were looped and clipped upon an exquisitely beautiful gold collar, and matching shackles secured around her wrists and ankles.

[Chuck89]

36 minutes ago, Solstice said:

Solstice had just arrived at the estate, letting herself into the welcoming manor, where laughter and conversation could be heard through the stained glass windows and exquisitely carved front doors.

 Once inside, she was just adjusting the golden chains that draped her body, when she accidentally bumped into @Chuck89.

“I beg your pardon, sire! I was momentarily distracted.” She apologized, bowing to the male guest, her jewelry jingling and glimmering when she moved. 
 

The golden chains that had preoccupied her attention were part of the Arabian slave costume she’d put together for the party, her mocha nipples visible through the shimmering turquoise silk that hung from her body.
 

Chains that draped in pearl-tipped finials across her slim abdomen and wide hips thickets chains that could be used for restraint were looped and clipped upon an exquisitely beautiful gold collar, and matching shackles secured around her wrists and ankles.

Chuck was then bumped into by some random stranger, but upon seeing who it was, he didn't mind. He eyed her body up and down. With a confident strike, he replied, "Well...I know a good way ypu can make it up to me~" 

[Solstice]

The girl tipped her head to one side, her glossy, dark brown hair draping upon her left shoulder as she regarded the stranger with a spark of defiance in her eyes.

”Is that so? Let me guess, a drink from the wet bar? Perhaps some canapés to entice your appetite?”

She was dodging the obvious answer for a reason. She didn’t want to play slave to anyone who wasn’t a master. A man who was powerful enough to take what he wanted. To force her to serve him. To take more than he was given.

Far more. 

She’d not aid him with so much as a sliver of encouragement. After all, sex was far more interesting when it came as a contest of wills.

[Chuck89]

11 minutes ago, Solstice said:

The girl tipped her head to one side, her glossy, dark brown hair draping upon her left shoulder as she regarded the stranger with a spark of defiance in her eyes.

”Is that so? Let me guess, a drink from the wet bar? Perhaps some canapés to entice your appetite?”

She was dodging the obvious answer for a reason. She didn’t want to play slave to anyone who wasn’t a master. A man who was powerful enough to take what he wanted. To force her to serve him. To take more than he was given.

Far more. 

She’d not aid him with so much as a sliver of encouragement. After all, sex was far more interesting when it came as a contest of wills.

Chuck smiled at her, eying her beautiful hair as it draped over her shoulder. He found it cute she was playing hard to get. Regardless, if it was a master she wanted, it was a master she would get~ 

 

Chuck reached around abd grabbed her plump ass before pulling her close to him. "I think you know what I want, and I'll get it whether you allow it or not, slave~" he replied in a cold yet seductive tine before placing his lips on hers in a passionate kiss~

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Sam curtsied a greeting to the attractive young man and the very exoticly - and erotically - clad slender woman. His skirt was really too tight for this, but it was exciting to embrace the feminine garment. "Good evening." He said as he dipped toward the floor, head bowed, "Thank you so much for coming." He add as he rose.

He opened the humidor as he retrieved his cigar from the ash tray. He blew a lazy smoke ring and smiled at the accidental couple, "Smoke?" He asked, producing a cigar between two fingers and a joint between another pair.

As Chuck suggest that Solstice apologize, Sam leaned close to the woman and breathed in the delicate spice of her perfume, "Well, that sounds promising." He said and gave Chuck a wink.

"I'll leave you to it then." The older host whispered suggestively and patted the young man on the ass as he moved by,

He gave Izzy a little wave and hurried to meet her by the bar where she seemed to have found Becca and Tomas. He was a handsome devil, that one...

"Izzy!" He exclaimed cheerfully as he caught her around the waist. Sam cocked his head ever so slightly to the side, "Has Tomas offered you a tip?" He leaned close and patted her lovely bottom, "I'd take it if I were you." He whispered, giving her cheek a far-more-than-friendly nuzzle. He leaned across to Becca and gave her an affectionate kiss on the lips, "Becca.... They're quite the pair."

Tomas gave a little bow and Becca inclined her head slightly. The older gentleman gave Izzy's bottom another squeeze, "I'd love to stay and play, but the guests... If you need me, send one of them - happy to lend a hand in whatever way I can." He grinned salaciously as he eased away.

He danced gracefully to the crowd and joined Elena. "Why so serious, love?" The host, his hair as white as Elena's own, asked. He took her by the hips, facing her and gave her a gentle spin. He stopped and pulled her close, pressing the bulge in his skirt against her.

"Sexy thing like you - should be easy to find some trouble to get in." He let her hips go and hooked his fingers into her top. He opened her neckline and pressed her ample Bossom together, revealing more cleavage. "Ooh, now that's enticing, may I?"

[Solstice]

Her body jolted in surprise as her ass was groped firmly, the other taking charge sooner than she’s expected. Usually men would get somewhat addled when she shot them down, needing to dance around the subject, and by then, her interest was gone. But not this man. His aggression was welcoming and exciting, her heart skipping a beat as he pulled her forcibly against him.

The host of the party passed by them, pausing to smell the sensual aphrodisiac of her perfume before commending Her captor with a sly smile before heading off to other engagements.

Once he was gone, Sol raised her eyes to glower at the other, a carnal fire in her eyes. “I dare you to try, you overconfident—mmfh!!”

He didn’t let her finish. Her lips were his, now, staking his claim hard and fast, her body already getting excited… how far could she push him, though? How deliciously strict would he be with her? Testing him, she raised her shackled hands to try to push him away forcibly, trying to make him break his kiss or lose his grip on her body. 

[Chuck89]

He didn't let her get away so easily. Instead, he pushed her against the wall, holding her arms over her head. "That's no way to treat your master~" he said before kissing her neck roughly.