The Neighbors Halloween Party by Hixxy00 https://www.literotica.com/s/the-neighbours-halloween-party Catwoman & Batman put on a show at a neighbours party. Page 1 of 1 page(s) (13357 characters) Mike: I will put this out there now. I hate Halloween. There I said it. My wife, however, bloody loves it. Every year we have to dress up, take the kids trick or treating, go to a party and then check our bank account to see how much money we've bloody spent. Every year we spend a fortune. "Don't be a Scrooge." Lucy says every year. I try to explain to her that Scrooge is actually a Christmas character but she just ignores me and carries on discussing what our plans are going to be. I zone out. I left all the plans to my wife, including choosing our costumes and what particular neighbourhood party we would go to. Usually we would go to 4 or 5 just to keep everyone happy. This year Halloween was a Wednesday so it was decided that I would go into work, Luce would take the kids trick or treating, drop the kids off to her sister and then meet me at the Johnson's house party at number 36. Lucy would leave my costume in the kitchen after she had picked it up that morning. Great. All sorted. Lucy: Mike was such a bore. He would never get into the Halloween spirit, moping about and leaving everything to me. Last year at the Palmer's party he sat in the corner talking to the two old guys who lived either side of us, discussing fishing or the like. Anyone would think he was 60 not 30. We had been married 7 years with 2 children. Mike was never like this before we married but now all he did was work and sleep. He doesn't know but last year I had a cheeky dance with a few of the hot men in their sexy costumes. It was such a turn on, only to return home to find Mike passed out on the bed. Most nights I make myself cum all on my own with my husband snoring loudly next to me. This year I was determined to get him involved in all the fun and I had the perfect costume to do just that. I picked out a sexy cat woman costume; a sexy cat suit with a long tail and pussy cat ears. For Mike I chose a Batman costume with voice changing mask to make him sound exactly like the dark knight. I needed him to fuck me whilst doing the real batman voice. The costume had built in muscles that would make my hubby look like one of the buff young guys down at the gym. If I didn't get fucked tonight I would fucking leave him. I need it. I was so horny putting on my catsuit. I applied my make up and looked approvingly into the mirror. "Meeeeeeeoooooowwwwwww. Purrrrrrrrrr." I said mimicking a cat and showing my claws. Not bad at all. First things first tho, time to take the kids trick or treating. A perfect opportunity to give my costume a trial outing. It was only 4pm but there were lots of parents and kids out on the street. "Woooooooowwwwweeeeeeeeee." I turned around to see Mandy Johnson. "What an outfit honey. You look amazing. Look at that bum!" She gave me a playful slap. "Get off you naughty minx." I said giggling. "I hope you're wearing that to the party later." "My god yes. I need to get Mike in the mood tonight." "I don't think it will be just Mike you'll be getting in the mood babe." Mandy said winking at me. "In fact, I think I'm going to have to have a little dance with you tonight as well." "I'm not going to stop you." I replied laughing. Mandy was super hot. She was a 48 year high school teacher. Strict but fair they said and she was always immaculately dressed wearing the sexiest little stilettos. She had great legs, firm bum and nice firm boobs. I certainly wouldn't say no. Her hubby was equally as hot. We tried to get the boys to have a some fun all of us together one night when we were drunk but it never went any further. You never know. One day. "See you at the party." Mandy said waving as she walked off across the street. I got the same response from all the neighbours as the kids knocked their doors. Mission accomplished. Mike won't be able to resist me. The kids knocked on number 47. The Jessops. Bill and Margret Jessop were about 60-65 and Bill had always taken a shine to me. He was going to have a heart attack if he answers the door to me dressed as cat woman. Sure enough Bill answered the door. "My my. Is that you Lucy? It is. It is. I can tell. Wow. Lucy Lucy Lucy." He was practically dancing a jig on the doorstep the dirty old perv. "Hello children. Treats it is. Come on in." Bill invited the kids inside and I duly followed. He had a whole corner decorated in scary witches, ghouls, skulls and cobwebs. In the middle a large cauldron full of sweets. "Help yourself guys." The kids charged over to the sweets all the time Bill did not take his eyes off me. I was feeling naughty and sauntered up to him. "What do you think of the costume then?" Wiggling my bum and flicking my tail in his face. "Ummmmmmmm. It's unbelievable Lucy. I didn't know you had such an incredible figure." I wasn't sure whether to be offended or flattered. "Are you coming to any of the parties later?" I asked "God no. That's for you youngsters." "Then you will have to have your dance now." I turned around and bent over wiggling my bum. I grabbed his hand and put it on my ass. He squeezed it. And again. And again. He moved up behind me and I could feel his stiff cock digging into my ass. I must admit it felt quite large. I carried on dancing for him as the kids were snaffling sweets in the corner, completely unaware. Bill reached around and slid his hand across my stiff nipples. I wasn't wearing a bra so they stuck right out of the suit. The dirty old bastard, I thought, but I didn't stop him. He started to unzip the suit at the back really slowly. I should stop him. I arched my back as he slid his hand inside my suit and cupped my boobs. He started fondling my firms tits and flicking my nipples. "Hmmmmmmmm. Ohhhhhhhhh. Hmmmmmm. Uhhhhhhhhhh." Bill was good with his hands. I felt a bolt of electricity shoot through my pussy. Oh god I was going to cum. I put my hand behind me and squeezed his cock. My god I was so horny. I had completely forgotten where I was. I started to blush, making my excuses to old man Bill and dragged the kids off down the street. I didn't stop to even look behind but I bet the old bastard was smiling. What had come over me? Mike: Bloody hell I was running late. John, my boss had dumped extra work on my desk right at the last minute. I tried calling Lucy but there was no answer so I dropped her a text. "Running late baby. Sorry. Will be at the party about 10:30. Let me know which party you are at." As I reached our street there were parties going on everywhere. Everyone in Halloween costumes, lights and music blaring from various houses. It was quite a sight. Ours was the only house on the street in total darkness. I didn't see the point in decorating when we were going to be out all evening. Made sense to me. I was knackered after a long day at work and the last thing I wanted to do was go out and party. I slumped into the sofa and could have fallen asleep in an instant. Beep. Beep. A text. "I'm still at the Johnson's. Making our way to the Parry's. See you there xxx." Damn it. I couldn't let her down. Batman. Bloody hell. This must have been expensive, I thought to myself, as I picked up the latex costume. I climbed in and put the mask on. Wow. I actually looked like Batman. I was shocked. I pretended to say a few lines from the movie. What the actual fuck. I sounded like him too! I realised there was a voice pack built into the front of the mask to distort my voice to sound like Batman. Lucy has excelled herself this year. I wonder what Lucy has dressed up as. I realised I had no idea what costume my wife had chosen to wear. Ah it's ok, I'm bound to recognise her and made my way across the street to the Parry's. Lucy: Late. Again. The useless prick. He knew tonight was important. I don't know why I bother. Mandy Johnson and I were getting very drunk on some concoction she had conjured up. We were dancing around like loons but then so was everyone else so who cared. "Have a dance with Gordie." Mandy slurred, referring to her sexy husband. "Willingly." Winking at her. I started sexy dancing with Gordon who instantly looked over at his Wife. She smiled her approval. He was like the cat that got the cream, so to speak. We danced very close. Rubbing up against each other. I could feel him getting hard as he put his hands all over me. He was grabbing my bum, squeezing my boobs, touching my waist and stomach. It was hot. Many people at the party had stopped dancing to watch us dance. We were all over each other. I could have fucked him there and then. I was dying to cum. "Kiss me." He whispered in my ear. "No way!" "Mandy wouldn't mind. Anyway. She's asleep." I looked over and Mandy was slumped into the chair. I had never seen her looking dishevelled and wasted like that before. The elegance had completely gone. We started kissing. Hmmmmm he tasted nice as his tongue intertwined with mine. It was so erotic. He grabbed my bum and pushed me in closer. We kissed for ages. We couldn't take our hands off each other. I had forgotten that all our friends and neighbours were watching. Fuck. "Mike's a lucky fella." Gordon said leading me by the hand to the table full of drinks. "Do I get a kiss as well missy?" Paul Edwards. One of Gordon's squash buddies. I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity. I leaned into him and kissed him softly on the lips. He responded. As we were kissing I could feel two pairs of hands groping me. I opened my eyes and kissed Gordon. I alternated between the two of them. "Sorry boys. Gotta go. Mike's on his way." What a cock tease, I thought, feeling very pleased with myself. I ran away laughing, waving to the two open mouthed men left stroking their cocks as I made my way to number 29, the Cook's house. They always had the craziest party in town. Mike: Where the fuck was Lucy. I looked all over the house and nothing. There was no one who looked like her and no one had seen her. I text her for the fifth time, starting to lose patience. She was probably ignoring me because I was late. I needed a drink. I poured myself a whisky and looked out to the street through the large bay window. It was chaos out there. I never understood what all the fuss was about. Sipping my drink I wondered what Lucy had dressed up as. "Hi I'm John. Great suit buddy." "John it's me Mike." I replied sounding exactly like Batman. So much so John jumped a mile. "Mike! That costume is brilliant. Come on give me a go." John was dressed as a werewolf. "That looks a bit hot to be honest mate." "Come on. Please. Just for 30 minutes." "Ok ok ok. Go on then." We went upstairs and swopped costumes. It was actually quite comfy inside, although the mask kept slipping down over my face. Bloody big headed bastard. Downstairs we got chatting to a few other guys from the golf club. It was hard to recognise anyone dressed in costumes and make up or masks. Everyone was raving about John's costume that I started to feel slightly jealous but he was having so much fun pretending to be Batman I felt bad asking for it back. No text from Lucy. Strange. I decided to have another scout around for her. On my return bloody John had disappeared. Now I had to find him as well as Lucy. Lucy: The party was spilling out onto the street. The music was blaring and a light show was lighting up various parts of the garden and house. Now this did look good. No expense spared for the Cook family. They were both Doctors so could easily afford it. They both drove porsches and had no kids. They lived the high life and hosted the best parties. This is where everyone in the street usually ended up. Mike was already there. Drinking whiskey and dancing with a few of the neighbours. Bloody hell he must be drunk. He never gets up to dance. I'm not missing out on this. I pinched his bum. "Hi sexy." "Hmmmmmm hello cat woman." He sounded just like Batman. Fuck. I wanted him there and then. We slow danced. Rubbing up against each other. He kept slapping and grabbing my bum. He's always loved my bum. We kissed. He tasted of whisky. Yum. I missed kissing him. He kissed me again. Wow. The costume was working. He hasn't been this horny since our wedding night.