Trick or Treat!

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Megan was full of anticipation for the night ahead. October 31 was the one night of the year that she and her friend, Molly let their hair down – and some. Every year was a little bit different; a new adventure, and each year they just got naughtier and naughtier. Her district really made an effort and she passed house after house, all with an orange glow and pumpkins in the windows. Little parties of fifth and sixth graders, all with their parents were going a-spooking. This was what Halloween was all about; if you were eleven. Megan and Molly were nineteen. For them, and for the last few years, their Halloween had a rather more adult theme. Sure, they dressed up, but not like that. To them, the night was their main opportunity to wreak havoc and to step outside their normal, day to day routine. The girls knew how to party, but on this night, they took things to a whole new level. After going through college together, the girls had then gone their separate ways, professionally. Megan worked behind the perfume counter at Sephora; Molly was an actuary for a big insurance company. As usual Megan had all her stuff in a little overnight bag, so she could get changed at Molly’s. Molly was getting ready, as she opened the door and greeted her friend. Her blonde hair was in bunches and she wore black knee high socks and skimpy black panties. She gave Megan a huge hug and a friendly kiss on the lips. “Wait till you see what I’m wearing tonight!” said Molly, with enthusiasm. “Can’t wait!” said Megan. “I’ll just nip up and change.” It was tradition for the visiting girl to change at the other’s place. Last year it had been at hers. That way they each left fresh and looking their best. Megan ran the shower as she rolled down her pantyhose and removed her top. Molly peeped through the door and it was a moment or two before Megan noticed. “Hey you! Naughty. Can’t a girl shower in secrecy,” said Megan, giggling. “Someone needs a little gardening,” said Molly, looking at Megan’s black bush. It matched her long dark hair and Molly felt a shiver of excitement as she watched the suds and hot water sprinkle over her friend’s body. “I was just going to do it.” “Why don’t you let me?” offered Molly. “Hmmm… OK. I don’t know…” “Oh don’t be like that, I’ll do a neat job, promise!” “Be careful then,” said Megan, uncertainly. “Of course I’ll be careful. Turn the shower off a minute.” Megan swizzled the shower knob and as she turned gave Molly a lovely view of her amazing, peachy butt. Molly stepped up to Escort Bahçelievler the edge of the shower and slapped her squarely on the left cheek. “Owww! That hurt!” “Oh don’t be a baby! Megan, you have such a great ass, you know.” “So you always say.” Molly wanted to sink her teeth into her meaty buttocks. They had the cutest little dimples she ever saw. One day Molly would take their friendship the next step, but she wasn’t sure if Megan was ready yet. Now she needed to concentrate on the matter in hand. She picked up the razor in one hand and pumped some foam into the other. Megan looked down, a finger held to her lips, shivering slightly with excitement. No one had ever done her pubes before. It was one of those things that other people, including Molly didn’t do. Somehow at that moment and in the spirit of the evening, she let go of her inhibitions. Molly rubbed the foam into Megan’s pubic hair until it was a thick soapy lather. It looked like a little carpet of white soap with the odd dark bristle peeping out. Molly began at the top and then paused. “Do you want a Brazilian or a landing strip?” “Oh ummm… yeah not bald, just leave a little square… no a triangle!” “OK, triangle it is.” Molly continued, scraping gently, removing the thicker bits, working round the corners, until she had the makings of the right shape. “Open your legs a bit wider babe.” Megan did as requested, allowing Molly access to her labia, which had a wispy covering of dark, fluffy hair. Molly lifted Megan’s pussy lips, pushing upwards with one hand against her pubic mound. This had the effect of revealing her clitoris and her glistening, inner lips. “You have a cute little love button, honey.” Megan giggled nervously as she looked down. “OK, get on with it.” Molly smiled and ran the blade, carefully across her labia, her face deep with concentration as she removed the hairs bit by bit. Stretching the delicate skin, eliminating any little folds, she had a perfect view of Megan’s pussy. It was such a deep pink and the inner lips looked so sweet and inviting. Megan rinsed the excess foam from the razor and she continued with the other lip, until her friend’s pussy was perfectly trimmed. Molly ran her index finger from top to bottom, feeling her silky smooth opening. “Hey cheeky!” “I couldn’t resist it baby, your pussy is fantastic.” “Well thank you. Mirror?” Molly handed her friend a little round mirror off the bathroom window sill and Megan admired the other Bahçeşehir escort girl’s handiwork. “Hmmm… not bad.” “Thank you,” said Megan. Having Molly de-fuzz her had felt weird and yet strangely she enjoyed it. On another day, she might have explored her sexuality. For now though, she would save it for another time. There was a different kind of fun to be had. An hour later, both girls were ready. Molly had left little to the imagination. She was wearing nothing but a fishnet body stocking, black bra and panties. With the addition to her three inch heels she was simply stunning and sexually electrifying. Megan was a cheerleader gone bad. Her outfit was a see-through, black crop top. Being without a bra, her pink nipples and succulent young breasts would make a massive impression. Her skirt was modest by comparison though still short. Unlike Molly, she had not felt the need for any panties. Each girl looked fabulous in her own right, together they were outrageous. As soon as they were outside, the cold night air made Megan’s nipples hard. The cool breeze reminded her that her pussy was bare. “Halloween a go go?” said Molly. “Let’s do it!” said Megan, holding out a pinky to her friend. Molly extended her own little finger and the two girls affirmed their commitment to a no-holds-barred evening of Trick or Treat madness. Their first call was at number seven. They always chose houses at random but it was Molly’s lucky number. A young guy of about sixteen or seventeen answered the door. He had a goatee and glasses and looked like a geek. “TRICK OR TREAT!” “Oh…ummm…I don’t really go in for it,” he stammered. “Everyone does trick or treat!” said Molly. “Ummm.. I have some cookies…” “You gotta be kidding!” said Megan. “Oh, what then?” Do you have any liquor?” “I think my Dad has some Bourbon. He’s out so…” “OK, bring it out then!” Insisted Molly. The guy disappeared for a few seconds and returned with a three-quarter full bottle of Kentucky and two glasses. “We won’t need those,” said Molly, grasping the bottle. She unscrewed the cap and took a couple of glugs. “Aaahh! That hit’s the spot!” Megan snatched it from her and had a gulp of her own as the lad looked on incredulously. “Ooh yes! Warms the cockles,” said Megan, smacking her lips. “So, what treat would you like?” Molly inquired. “See, I’m not sure. Whatever, it’s cool really.” “No, you gotta get a treat. Megan!” Megan looked at the guy as she gripped the hem of her little Bakırköy escort bayan black skirt, revealing her newly cropped pussy. “Oh fuck! Oh MY…” The girls giggled, as he shut the door to, swiftly. “Awww he’s young!” said Molly. “Do you think that was his first look at a snatch?!” “Ha ha, I think it might be! said Molly, beside herself with giggles. “The look on his face!” The two girlfriends continued on their way, buzzing after their first treat and feeling a warm glow from the Bourbon. “OK, where next,” said Molly as they went along the road. “How about there,” said Megan, pointing to a big house with iron gates and ornate lion heads on the posts. A spotlight came on as they approached and the girls got the impression the owner must have well-lined pockets. A middle-aged woman with spectacles and dark hair opened the door. She had an apron on and her hands were white as if she had been mixing ingredients for a cake. “Yes! What is it? I’m busy!” “TRICK OR TREAT!” “I might have known. Clear off, and you should be ashamed young lady, going about like that!” said the woman, indicating Megan’s see-through top. “BITCH!” shouted Molly, after the door was slammed in their faces. “Old twat!” said Megan, not so much as a chocolate bar!” “Hey look,” said Molly, “She’s left her car unlocked.” “Oh dear!” Molly looked inside the car. It had a new smell inside and the instrument panel was all shiny, reflecting the light from above the driver’s mirror. “I suddenly need a pee,” said Molly. “Ah naughty!” exclaimed Megan, as Molly pulled her panties to one side, manoeuvring her fingers through the holes in her sexy body-stocking.. “Well, if she’s not going to enter into the spirit of things…” Megan, looked round, making sure the coast was clear and lifted her skirt as Molly’s first dribbles began to leak from her urethra. At the same time, Megan put a couple of fingers under her little pink hood and stretched her pussy upwards, aiming her pee valve towards the side of the car. Molly sighed with relief as her piss began to flow and made a loud dribbling sound as it hit the car seat. Megan giggled as she sprayed the car with her own piss, forming a river, which started to flow down the driveway. Molly was now in full flow, her pee spraying out of her pussy and splashing off the seat and onto the foot well. For half a minute, the girls satisfied themselves, Molly drenching the car interior and Megan making a nice pool on the driveway. “Ooh that feels better,” said Megan, finishing up in the cool night air; steam rising from her piss. “It so does,” agreed Molly with a giggle, as she closed the car door. “Someone’s going to have a nice surprise in the morning!” said Megan, with a broad grin across her face. “OK, where next! I’m miffed now. The next house better be a bit more generous!” exclaimed Molly.

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