Happy Halloween

It's halloween.
I'm exhausted.
I'm overdue for a post.

Sorry guys and gals, I barely have it in me to type this.
Hopefully I can head to bed, slip into a coma and when I come out at the end of the week I'll post the first chapter to my latest story, The Plaid Panty Event.

Hope this was your sexist Halloween yet!

Lawyer gives a blowjob to her client, during the trial!

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The Slutty Elf - A college coed will do anything to win a costume contest.

I started my erotica writing career posting stories to literotica. The response was tremendous, and the readers there have been very kind with their comments, which is one of the reasons I continue to write my dirty little stories. 

If you're not familiar with the site, its a hub of erotica and they have seasonal contests. I've finally thrown my hat into the ring for their halloween contest, with a short story called "The Slutty Elf". It's the adventures of Tara, a college coed who is determined to win a costume contest (having lost it the previous 2 years) 

 The whole thing is online for free, and I'm going to post most of it here. If you like what below, then you'll be able to read the ending by clicking on the link at the end. No tricks, no pop up ads, it'll just be a link to the story. I'm doing that so you can vote for the story on their site when you are done reading it. (I usually don't ask for votes, as I find feedback more valuable, but in this case there is a cash prize for the highest rated stories, and I'm hoping to win!) 

 All clear? Start to read the sexy story here, finish reading it here (link is also below) and vote if you like it (please) 

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Tara was sure this was going to be the year she won. Mind you she had thought that the previous two years as well. This year however, she was extra sure she'd win the Epsilon Omega Halloween costume contest

Two years ago, her first at college as a fashion design major, she had gotten an invite to the fraternity Halloween party. She went in a self-made Sailor Moon costume, which was basically a schoolgirl uniform with an exceptionally short skirt. She made it herself and had nailed the costume perfectly so she was sure she had the contest in the bag. It certainly helped that it showed off a generous amount of her beautiful legs. She didn't win though. The five foot blonde lost to a tall, leggy brunette whose Elvira costume showed a generous amount of cleavage.

Last year she thought she corrected that error with a Star Wars slave Leia costume. It highlighted her clothing design skills as well as both her legs and ample bust. Again though, she lost to a leggy brunette who was in a store bought Morticia Addams costume that had an unbelievably plunging neckline. 

This year she had gotten a deal on a professional grade elf costume, which she modified heavily. It now showed off as much skin as she dared. The bustier style top was really low, but unmoving. It encased her ample chest well enough to protect her modesty, but she had to be careful about twisting and turning, as it wouldn't necessarily move with her. The skirt was much more flexible. She had shorten it considerably, and cut it up, so it wasn't one piece of material wrapped around her as much as it was strips of cloth hanging from her waist. When she was standing still, the strips overlapped so it looked like a regular albeit funky skirt. When she walked however, the material spread out. So much so that she had to match the colour of her panties to the blue of costume, so there wasn't a contrast between the materials. As it was, her pale skin highlighted how much leg one could see when she move. To top it off, literally, she dyed her hair jet black.

When she got to the fraternity, she wandered the crowded first floor looking for some friends. Brian was the first one she saw.

"What do you think?" She asked, turning her head to show him her pointed ears.

"Very cute." He told her.

"Cute be damned, I look hot and I'm going to win the contest this year." She told him.

"Not likely." He challenged her.

"What?! Show me one costume better than mine." She challenged back.

"It's not the costume so much as what you do with it." He told her. "See that sexy Wonder Woman over there, she's been flirting with Larry, for 20 minutes already." 

Larry was a cute third year engineering student who just happened to also one of the three judges.

"But that's not fair!" She balked.

"Fair or not, you're always be the cute girl in 2nd place." He wasn't wrong, it didn't matter what she did, being 5 foot nothing always put you in the cute category, no matter how sexy you dressed. She wasn't going to be able to compete with a 5'10" goddess that the judge thought he had a shot at. Unless she fought fire with fire.

"Who's the first year judge this year?" she asked, looking around the room. 

"Sherman." He told her, pointing to a 19 yr old standing awkwardly by the snack table, alone. "The dean figured it be good for him, he's nice enough but a bit of an introvert."

With that Tara marched right up to Sherman. As she approached, she smiled and he actually looked behind himself to make sure he was the one she was smiling at.

"Hi Sherman." She said as if they were old friends. 

"Hi?" He half asked. 

"How are things?" She asked, trying to flirt.

"Good, good. I'm sorry, do we know each other?" He asked bluntly.

"Umm, no but a friend said you're a nice guy, and I don't meet a lot of those." She took a step closer, and reached past him for a couple of m&ms, purposely giving him a great view of her cleavage as she did so.

"So where you from?" She asked as she popped the whole handful of candies in her mouth.

"I'm, um, Ohio originally. The buck state!" he raised a fist in the air to punctuate his sentence before awkwardly having to lower it. 

"That's cool. Excuse me." She repeat the motion going for the m&ms, this time turning towards him slightly as she did, giving him an even better view. He tried to be discreet with his glance, and she pretended to be oblivious as he enjoyed the view. She suspected he was actually starting to get an erection so she took that as a good sign and deliberately dropped a couple so she had to bend over to pick them up. She flashed her panties to the party behind her, but didn't care as she was focused on Sherman. He watched, delighted she popped back to a standing position quickly. Her breasts jiggled behind the hard plastic top, and came to a rest so even more boob was exposed. In fact Sherman thought he could see some the areole on her left breast.

"I'm from Chicago, but I haven't gone back since first year." She told him. "Where abouts in Ohio?"

As he began to answer, Tara reached past Sherman once more, this time to grab a can of soda. She did it without breaking eye contact so her reach was awkward and she had to make several attempts for a can before she snagged one. The upshot of all this movement was her chest shifted when the top did not causing her nipple to pop out.

"I'm..um...I think." Sherman tried to let her know she was exposing herself. 

"Sorry?" she took a sip of her soda. 

"You've...come out. Of your top I mean." he bumbled, pointing to her chest.

"Oh no!" she scrambled to get her breast back into her top. "How embarrassing."

She actually hadn't intended on showing him that much. She was okay with showing off her cleavage, if she wasn't she wouldn't have put on the costume, but she had no intention of actually flashing him. She wasn't going to go that far just to win. 

"I made this costume, but I guess I didn't take into account how much I'd be moving in it." she told him. She looked around the party. "Do you think anyone else saw?"

"Um, no I think I got lucky and was the only one. I mean, you got lucky. I mean, I saw it but..." Sherman started to panic

"Well, I hope you will be a gentleman and not tell anyone about my little wardrobe mishap." She flirted.

"Of course. Not, I mean. Of course not." Sherman kicked himself mentally. The first pretty girl to talk to him that night and he was screwing it up. "So, you made this costume?" 

"Well not entirely. I bought an elf costume but I've modified it so much I feel like I made it." She explained. "This skirt? It used to be much longer. And it was all one piece, not cut into strips like it is now." 

Tara lifted the material in the front, ostensibly to show him the cuts she had made, but in actuality she was giving him a peek at her blue panties. He was too shy to stare, but he was clearly shifting his gaze between the material of skirt she was showing him and the view of her panties underneath. Her goal was to excite him enough that he wanted to vote for her.

"See how it's all jagged? So it has more texture to it?" She asked, pulling it even further up. He nodded as his eyes looked past the material and at her pale bare thighs and tight panties. They were very tight on her, and he thought he could make out her cunnie lips. 

"Just wanted to make sure I had a chance at the costume contest." she teased. "I worked really hard on this costume but I'm worried one of the pretty girls is going to win."

"I think you're one of the pretty girls." Sherman blurted out. 

"That's so sweet. Maybe after whoever the judges are announce the winner, you and I can hang out." she pretended she didn't know he was a judge.

"Yeah, of course. That sounds great." he told her. 

"Great, okay I want to go let other people see my costume, but keep an eye out for me later, kay!" with that, she headed off looking for the next judge. 

Tara's confidence was high, Sherman had seemed quite taken with her, and her accidental nip slip couldn't have hurt her standing with him. In fact, it got her thinking that maybe a little flashing would be enough to ensure her a win, and it was pretty harmless. A little flirting and a little skin, that's what Halloween was about these days, right?

Tara spotted her next target with a small group of guys and made her way through the party to talk to him. She knew Larry wasn't going to be as easy to manipulate as Sherman, he was already very popular with the ladies but maybe a quick flash of her panties and then a not so accidental nip slip would convince him.

"Larry, have you got a sec?" Tara asked. He excused himself from the people he was talking to and the two headed to an empty corner of the room. 

"What's up Tara?" He asked

"Look, I hope this isn't out of line but I know you're one of the judges and I'm worried you're not going to be able to see my costume properly later from the judging table." She told him.

"Oh?" He said giving her a good look up and down. "I think I get it from here."

"Yes, see that's the thing. You can't. Not here I mean." She explained, "This isn't the authentic costume I designed."

"Well you have about an hour till judging if you need to grab your props."

"No it's quite the reverse actually." She looked around to see if anyone was watching. The party was quite busy, but everyone seemed in their own worlds, not noticing them. "It's my panties." 

Larry practically choked on his beer. "Your panties?"

"Yes. These panties right here." She pulled up the front of her skirt enough to show him her bright blue underwear. She did have a very predominant camel toe showing and unlike Sherman, he wasn't afraid to openly look at it.

"See the thing is, the type of elf I am dressed as, she wouldn't be wearing any. So you see my problem."

"Um, yeah, I guess." He agreed despite his confusion.

"Exactly, I can't very well get up on the viewing platform without my panties on, not with all these people. Could you imagine?" He could actually, quite easily given she was still showing him a great view of her pussy with them still on.

"Is there anyway that maybe, I could give you a private viewing of my full costume? So you can judge based on that?" She asked, innocently.

"Um. Yes, I mean yeah I'd like that but I don't think I can leave till after the contest." He admitted.

"Oh no." She said, moving her hands and letting her dress drop back into place.

"I'd still be interested after the contest, y'know, out of respect for all the work you put into the outfit." He offered, really, really wanting to see the authentic version.

"Maybe... Last year I was pretty bummed when I didn't win, so it'll depend on how I'm feeling." She told him.

Larry was desperate to find a compromise, but the dean walked over at that point, interrupting them.

"Tara, can I speak with you for a moment."

Mr. Thompson was an attractive man in his early forties and had been the dean for the last five years. He led her into the hall, to a back room. She was suddenly very concerned that she was in trouble. Maybe she had gone too far with Larry, but she hadn't actually meant any harm. She was just having a little fun. A lot of fun actually. She was a little turned on flashing her panties at two guys. Maybe she could calm dean Thompson by giving him a glimpse too.

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Jill sure had a lot of sex in public for someone who isn't an exhibitionist!

I've published a collection of short stories simply titled: Sexy Stories.

These are random concepts I've had that lead to one sexual encounter, rather then several like more of my stuff. This is not to say that the situations don't lend themselves to further adventures of the characters, but rather I've only been inspired to write one. So far.

Doctors orders is definitely a story that I could continue, and likely will (though not any time soon).
I've started this collection off with The Lorian Paradox, which is both my most popular story and the one one hardest to define. I've already posted that one on my blog however, so I'm going to share another one here, in full.

This one started off simply enough. I wanted to write an exhibitionism themed story with a character that was a willing participant but had no interest in showing her body off. Once I found a motive that would justify someone who wasn't into having public sex actually instigating public sex, the story fell into place quite quickly. 

Jill was not an exhibitionist

Jill was not an exhibitionist to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. She was however, a stunningly beautiful college student, she had excellent grades and was dating a fellow student by the name of Dean. Though they had been dating for a while and had being having sex with one another, Jill was not an exhibitionist. This must be distinctly understood, or the wonder that is this story will be lost.

It was Betty's wedding where things really started. There, Jill and Dean watched her friend stand up and tell the world that she loved her new husband Greg and wanted to be with him forever. Something about the public announcement aspect of it really resonated with Jill. She loved Dean, and she knew he loved her, and she wanted the entire world to know it. As college students however, they were still far too young to be getting married so she filed the thought away for "someday"

Her subconscious however, kept working on how to satisfy her need to make a public pronouncement of some sort. Eventually the solution to the problem occurred to her, but it was so foreign, so outside her comfort zone that she dismissed it completely. Or rather, she tried to. It popped into her head again and again and over the next few weeks she found herself asking herself things like: could she do it? Where would she do it? How exactly would it work?

Then one day after leaving a class, she was walking across the campus when she spotted Dean. He was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt but somehow looking particularly good, talking in a group of six or seven people in the middle of a courtyard between a student residence and the arts building.

She looked down at herself, she was in a blue blouse that highlighted her chest and a black skirt that went to her mid thigh. Her knee-high socks made her sexy legs look particularly good that day. Her outfit topped with a knapsack over one shoulder, she was unintentionally dressed as the classic "sexy college girl".

For whatever reason, she decided no more delaying. This was the day and this was the time. She was going do the most intimate thing she could think of, and do it in front of an audience so everyone would know just how much she loved him. She was going to give Dean the best blowjob of his life, and she was going to do it in public, for the world to see.

She was very nervous. She rarely let him even leave the lights on when they had sex, so this was a huge gesture. A pit grew in her stomach as she approached him. Her legs were shaking.

"Jill!" Dean yelled as he spotted her approach. There were four girls, and two guys chatting with him. Everyone in the group turned to look at her, the guys taking a few extra moments to enjoy the view as the sexy coed walked over.

She smiled as she walked between them and up to Dean. "What's up babe? You look stressed."

"Dean..." she took a deep breath. "You know I love you, right?"

"And I love you." he told her.

The group fell completely silent as they felt the sudden tension, and they waited for her to speak again. She let her knapsack drop to her feet, between her and Dean as she struggled to find the words.

"Are you breaking up with me?" he asked, growing very concerned.

"What?! No. I love you. I love you so much I want to tell the world. One day, maybe we'll stand up in front of our families and have everyone celebrate our love, but until then..." she trailed off.

"Until then?" he asked her, confused.

"Until then..." she took another deep breath, and then reached out and touched his stomach.

"I want to do something else, to show the world how much I love you." Her hands dropped casually to the top of his belt buckle.

"Um okay." he told her, still unsure of what she was talking about. She turned to speak to the group, hands still casually playing with his buckle.

"I love Dean so much, I want to give him the most special thing I can think of, in front..." She was trembling, "...in front of you all, so you all can see how much I love him."

She hooked her fingers into his belt and began to undo it.

"Whoa, what are you doing?" he asked her.

"Showing everyone her how much you mean to me, by sucking your cock... while they watch."

Before he could say anything she had his pants and underwear around his ankles in one swift motion.

"Holy shit." Larry, one of the guys in the group, said.

"What the fuck?" asked Mindy, unimpressed but not leaving.

Jill dropped to her knees, using her knapsack as a cushion for her knees, and grabbed a hold of Dean's cock. He was just starting to get hard as she gently stroked him. He started,

"Honey, you don't..."  

"Of course I don't, but I'm going to." cutting him off. She fondled his balls with her other hand, as she continued to stroke him.

He quickly became as hard as a rock, watching her in disbelief.

"It's so big Dean. I don't know how I've ever gotten this into my mouth." she said playfully. His cock was on the larger side of things, but she was just teasing him, as she had fit it in her mouth just fine several times.

She knew he liked dirty talk, so even though it was going to be embarrassing for her to do in front of people, she was determined to be filthy. No point in doing this half heartedly. If she was going to do it, it was going to be the greatest blowjob of his life.

"Maybe if I start with just the tip?" she asked, leaning in to kiss the head of his cock. She gently kissed it repeatedly, a series of gentle pecks right on the tip. Then a deeper "kiss" where she took just the head into her mouth for a second or two, quickly engulfing it and then slowly pulling herself off of him.

When she stuck out her tongue to lick it, he groaned, already lost in the sensations she was creating. The guys watching were in awe, and in fact both were hard already. The girls were more divided, two turned on by the sight, two offended, all shocked, but none able to tear themselves away from this public spectacle.

"I'm gonna try to swallow this now." she told him, looking up at him as she stroked his dick. "... but be patient with me okay? It's going to take a bit before I can get this big a cock down my throat." Dean looked down at Jill, her long hair covered half her face, so he reached down to brush it out of the way. He watched as she opened her mouth wide and swallowed his cock.

The circle of Dean's friends surrounded them at this point, bit there was enough space between them that the people walking by could see what Jill was doing. One by one they slowed to watch, and a crowd steadily built.

Jill was bobbing her head back and forth at this point, sucking three quarters of his cock into her mouth before backing up so only the head was engulfed. Her movements were quick, and her lips tight around his shaft.

"God thats good dick." She announced to no one in particular. "Such good dick." Then she resumed bobbing up and down his cock, slobbering on it so much the wet noises she was making were audible clear across the courtyard, drawing in an even bigger crowd.

"I feel like a whore, Dean. Your cock makes me act like fucking whore." she told him and then she took his cock into her mouth and pumped with her hands. As her mouth traveled up and down his shaft, her hands followed, twisting and pumping him.

She released his cock just long enough to ask him "I'm going to try to deep throat you now, is that okay?"

"Uhhuh." he agreed, unable to say anything more, though she heard someone say "Fuck yeah" from the crowd. She gave a quick look around, there were more people here then she thought there would be and she started to get really nervous, doubting her actions. Then she remembered why she was doing it, and convinced herself that the bigger the crowd, the more special this would be for Dean.

She pushed her head forward, though quickly gagged and pulled off of his dick.

"It's so big!" She told him, playing to the crowd a little bit. "So fucking big."

And then she dove back down on his cock. He thrust forward, pushing his dick deep down her throat. She held herself the for as long as she could, only a few seconds, but each one was pure heaven for him. She came off his dick choking and eyes watering. She wiped her eyes, as looked up him.

"I'm gonna need help." she said. "Will you out help Dean? Can you help me get your big fucking cock down my throat?"

"Um yeah." he said, not sure what to say.

"You might need to force me. Will you do that? Will you force me to suck your big cock?"

"Yes." he told her, grabbing her head and pulling her face back onto his dick.

Curtains from dorm room windows opened, as word spread of the gorgeous brunette sucking cock in the courtyard. Dozens of students were watching from their rooms as Jill gagged on Dean's dick. She pulled away from him, choking

"It's too big. You cock is just too fucking big for my tiny little mouth." her mascara was starting to run down her face, making her look like a porn actress mid scene. And given how many phones were filming her, effectively she was.

"I'm just gonna suck you now. I'm going to use this pretty little mouth to suck your cock in front of all these people until you cum. Until you cum down my fucking throat. I'm going to swallow it. I'm going to swallow it all like a slut, because I love you."

and then she resumed her cock sucking just as she promised.

Mindy turned to Larry, whom she had dated a couple of times. "What a slut. She's getting off on this."

"I think it's actually kinda romantic." he said, defending her

"Romantic? How?!" she demanded.

"What if, like she said the only reason she is doing this is because she loves him?"

Mindy shook her head "Well I can't imagine ever doing something like that."

"Which would make the gesture all the more meaningful, if you ever did do it then." He told her, before turning back to the show at hand.

Jill continued to go to town on Dean's cock. She was sucking and pumping with reckless abandon, only stopping occasionally to beg, "Please cum, Please cum for me. Cum in my fucking mouth, give it it to me" before resuming her public blowjob

Dean looked around, there had to be fifty people watching, plus those hidden behind their windows in the residence. He couldn't believe his sexy girlfriend was giving him this dirty a blowjob, never mind doing in front of other people.

A good looking blonde in the crowd made eye contact with him, and mouthed the words. "Nice Cock"

He looked away guiltily, and focused on the gorgeous woman with her lips around his dick.

She looked at him, pleading. "Baby, I need you to cum."

He could sense that beneath the dirty talk, she really did need him finish. The longer this went on, the more likely they were going to get into trouble. But despite knowing that, he wasn't ready to finish yet. He knew if her grabbed her head and began face fucking her, he'd likely finish quickly, but that seemed too animalistic, given how loving the gesture this started out as. So instead he asked her to stand up.

"Jill, I need you to get up."

"Okay baby." she said, as she pulled herself from his cock. She stood up and the two faced one another.

"I love you." he told her, and then gently, but firmly spun her around so her back was to him.

He reached under her skirt, and pulled her panties down to mid thigh, and then let them go. They dropped to her ankles.

"Dean, this was supposed show you how much I love you." she tried to argue.

"Then this…" he told her "...is about how much we love each other."

He lifted up the back of her skirt, and placed the tip of his cock at her opening. Her skirt fell down, covering her ass and his dick from view, but there was no mistaking what they were about to do.

Jill looked out at the crowd. She knew it had grown, but now that she was facing them, she could see just his many people there were, and in fact make eye contact with them. The original group was well within arms reach, as they continued to watch in awed silence.

Dean slid his dick into her pussy, in a slow deliberate fashion.

"Oh god." she cried out, while looking at Mindy. "He's really doing it. He is filling my twat with his cock."

When her ass was against his pelvis, his hands on her hips, his cock as deep as it could possibly go, he held her there without moving.

She reached out, and grabbed Larry by his shirt. She leaned forward, talking directly to him.

"Fuck, it's big." she told the him, then turned back to Mindy "His dick is stretching out my pussy."

Dean pulled her back as he leaned forward so he could whisper in her ear.

"I love you...and I'm going to fuck you right here, right now to prove it."

Then Dean began to fuck her. Really fuck her, bucking his hips, his hands pulling and pushing her on and off of him.

"He's fucking me." She told Larry and the others as she shook from fucking she was getting.

"Holy shit, uggh he is fucking, uuuuh, me in fr-fr-front of you all." She let go of Larry's shirt and began grabbing at her breasts, fondling herself as he pounded away.

"I'm getting close!" He warned her.

"Yes, yes." She encouraged him. "F-fuck me."

Suddenly his hands reached around and torn open her blouse. Her black bra held in her breasts, but she still felt utterly exposed. The crowd roared, and people inside the residence banged on their windows in appreciation.

"Dean, I'm going to, to cum." she told him, catching him off guard. She rarely came this quickly.

"Cum with me." she ordered him.

"I'll try." he promised. She turned her head as best she could so she could see his face, as he pounded away at her.

"If you cum with me.." She began to moan "I'll let you, you, oh god, you paint my face later."

He had asked to cum on her face once, while drunk, but she had flat out refused. To hear her agree to it now was incredibly sexy and enough to push him over the edge.

He manhandled her breasts as he thrust his cock into her as deep as he could.

She cried out in orgasm as he exploded into her wet cunt, screaming "Fuuuuuuccccckk."

The crowd burst into applause, cheering for the couple.

Dean pulled up his pants, while Jill threw her panties to the crowd. Several people dove for them, like bridesmaids after a bouquet.

As the crowd's attention shifted, the couple took off, hand in hand towards the arts building where they lost themselves amongst students who were completely unaware of what had just transpired.

There are several more stories in my "Sexy Stories" collection, which is available now.
(and has one of my sexiest covers to date)