My name is Diane and this is my story.  It happened on Halloween night just about a year ago.  I had been invited to a costume party at my friend Kathy's house.  Her party was always the event of the season riddled with casual sex and promiscuous drug use everyone who was anyone would be there.  Kathy had called me personally the night before to remind me of my invitation and to dress appropriately.  I was so excited I love Halloween and the idea of slipping into a fantasy of being someone I am not for the course of an evening is immensely erotic .

My husband Kyle on the other hand is often a party-pooper and doesn't like to dress up. In fact I'd go so far as to say he doesn't like parties of any kind. Of course I wasn't about to let that stop me from enjoying myself.  I went to the nearest costume store and picked out the slutiest maids costume I could find.  I picked out a costume for Kyle even though I knew he might not be going to the party with me it was the one from the Scream movie with a scary mask.

I had taken a shower and was almost ready to go when Kyle called me from work.  "Hon I'm going to be a little late," he explained apologetically.  I was a little pissed because this had happened so many times in the past.  At the last minute he would back out and tell me to go without him.  I made him promise to meet me at the party as soon as he got home.

I squeezed into my fish net stockings and short, tight skirt.  I put my hair in a bun and glued it there with a can of hair spray.  I loaded on the makeup and was out the door.  Kathy greeted me with a smile "You're early."   Kathy was dressed all in black and had a fake mole on her chin.  Although I was early, there were already at least a dozen people at the party and everyone was dressed up in a variety of interesting Halloween costumes.

By the time Kyle arrived I was already on my third glass of punch.  He was wearing the costume I had picked out for him.  I watched Kyle head straight for the beverages and pour himself a tall glass of spiked punch.  After a while Kyle came over to me.  He took me by the hand and lead me to the middle of the room where some other people were dancing.  He must have been drunk I thought Kyle hates to dance. I always have to beg him to dance with me.  His costume gave me chills it was so real.  Kyle put his hands on my ass and pulled me tight up against him.  I slight chill rolled down my spine as he glared at me from under his mask.  I put my arms around his neck and swayed my body to the music.

After several minutes I began to feel his boner rubbing up against me from under his costume.  This was a welcome surprise since lately we both had been working so much we didn't have time for sex. I was slowly becoming aroused by the lump in his pants grinding into my crotch to the rhythm of the music. I ran my fingers down one side of Kyle's mask and kissed him softly on the neck.

Suddenly, I had a wild idea.  I took Kyle by the hand and lead him back the hallway to Kathy's bedroom.  I peeked in the room so see if anyone was in there then I pulled him in the door and shut it behind us.  Kyle pushed me up against the wall and thrust his bulging crotch between my thighs.  His hot breath stung my neck from under his mask as his crotch pounded against mine. Kyle took both of my wrists with one hand and stretched them together up over my head rendering me helpless.  I began to pant with excitement as he tightened the grip on my wrists.  He held my hands firmly above me and repeatedly crushed my body against the wall with the force of his own. Kyle was not usually that forceful and I found it refreshingly stimulating.  Then I felt his hand slowly creep up under my short skirt and between my legs. He began massaging my needy pussy over top of my prim white panties.
 

Kyle was eager and ready;  like a wild man he threw me on the bed and positioned himself on top of me.  I pulled up the robe of his costume and ran my fingers over the rock hard bulge in his pants.  I unzipped his jeans and retrieved his cock from it's tight sweaty compartment.  I squeezed it firmly in the palm of my hand and slid my fingers down the shaft to his balls.  Kyle groaned when I gave them a little tug and then slowly worked my way back up to the head of his perfect cock.  Kyle pulled up his mask just far enough to kiss me on the lips.  It was a sweet passionate kiss.  "I love you Kyle," I whispered as I tried to pull his mask over his head.  He grabbed my hand and ripped away with his.

Kyle pulled my damp panties to one side and slipped a finger inside of me.  I was aching I wanted him so badly.  I raised my hips to meet him as his finger glided in and out of my pussy.  I teased the head of his cock with my fingers as he fingered me.  “Oh fuck me Kyle!”  I blurted.  But Kyle said nothing in fact he hadn't said a word all night. We sank into a rhythm in sync with each other as we pleased each other manually.  He slipped a second finger inside of me and I spread my legs wide to welcome them. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling of him so deep inside of me. He slowly fucked me with his fingers in and out, in and out.  Kyle's eyes looked some how different cold, and evil as he gazed into mine from under the mask.
 

I gasped and snapped my legs together when Kyle tried to force another finger inside of me.
Then suddenly he stopped.  He withdrew his sticky fingers from my swollen cunt and ripped off my panties. He positioned himself between my legs and began inching the head of his hard boner inside of me.  He seemed so very horny and in a terrible hurry to fuck me.  I was so wet it didn't take much effort for him to slide his entire rod deep inside of me. I lifted my ass off the bed with my feet to meet each slapping thrust. His cock felt so good deep inside of me somehow bigger and better than usual.  After a few minutes he started to pump me hard with an urgency and power he had never shown before.  “Oh God,” I blurted digging my nails into his back.   He dove in and out of me again and again, hard and fast with no compassion, or inhibitions.  We fucked like animals fuck.  After a while I was beginning to feel a little sore.  I asked him to stop for a minute and I tried to get up but he pushed me back down and  continued his punishing thrusts. I was excited by his raw need for gratification his unwillingness to take no for an answer.  His urgent pounding was an aggressive side of Kyle I had never seen before.  His thrusts were so intense at one point he almost bounced me off the bed.  I could feel his balls slap my ass with every hard thrust.  Finally, he let out a cute little growl and I felt a hot sensation inside of me as he shot spurt after spurt of steamy hot cum deep inside my cunt.

We got ourselves together and snuck back out of the room.  We quickly split up and tried to blend back in with the party hoping that no one realized we had gone missing.  I didn't see Kyle again until I got home.  I asked him why he left so soon.  "I'm sorry Hon, I wanted to make to the party I really did, but things came up," he said.  Total shock came over me! I did my best to not let Kyle see how surprised I was. I never told him I had fucked a stranger that night.  Every time we hang out with my friends, I look around the room and wonder which one of them it was I fucked that night.