50 More Sexcapades novel Chapter 17

It was October 31st, 1987- the night of Halloween and a full moon started to rise in the grey sky, just in time for the tricks of the evening to begin. Most people looked forward to Halloween for different reasons…getting to dress up, play a character for a day, binge on free sweets and run around until the chill of the wind started to bite. I naively fell into these beliefs and did my part year after year, opening the door and providing M&Ms and Hershey bars to the kids.

This year, however, I learned something a little bit different about Halloween. My stepdaughter, Mandy, is a pretty great girl. Kind, generous, and sweet as apple pie. She was raised in our conservative household and was used to following rules. Ever since she’s turned 18, however, I’ve noticed more and more loud music, eyeliner, gossip magazines, and friends hanging around who don’t look quite so sweet. Now I’m not one to step in on some teenagers fooling around and having fun- but I do have a few guidelines that I am not willing to loosen on.

Me being somewhat naïve and okay fine..out of the loop, I thought that 18-year-olds still did the same old thing that everyone else was doing on Halloween! Dressing up as something wacky and having a grand ole’ time in the neighborhood. What I did not realize, was that after a certain age dressing up and having a grand ole’ time meant different things.

I was walking past Mandy’s room last week when I overheard her and that no-good Ashley Claire talking about something that caught my attention. The door was slightly cracked open..just enough for me to peek in. To my shock, so much so that I nearly made aware of my presence, Mandy and Ashley were trying on Halloween costumes- but not just any costumes. Mandy and Ashley were both dressed in red wigs, knee-high black boots, and the tiniest frock dresses I’d ever seen. The dresses, which I’m guessing were meant to be the hooker versions of Little Red Riding Hood barely covered their well-endowed chests and only went a few inches past their asses.

To stop me from having a heart attack I tried to convince myself they were just playing dress-up and did not actually plan to go outside dressed like that. Then I heard something that confirmed my fears.

“So Mandy, are you planning to finally have sex with Andrew Schott on Halloween night? He’s crazy about you, girlfriend!”

“Yea it’s going to be real sexy since he’s dressing up as the big bad wolf. Oh, I know he’s crazy about me…wanna know how?”

“How?” Ashley replied, flopping back on the bed with her legs spread slightly apart. I could see a small pink thong that barely covered her-

“Because we’ve already done it!”

This time I really almost started choking. Ashley sat up excitedly. “What! You had sex with Andrew and didn’t tell me anything?”

“Yeah well it was nothing to brag about. I’ve had bigger cocks.”

I gripped the wall, feeling my knees buckling. My sweet girl who I believed to be a do-no-wrong, rule follower has been taking after-school poundings behind my back all this time!

“Tell me all about it you little slut!” Ashley squealed, but I quickly walked away before I could hear anything else. I was green with shock! Who were these men? What were they doing with her? So many questions circulated around my head and the idea of my Mandy getting passed around drove me crazy. Slowly, I looked down and realized that part of my current discomfort was due to my erection squeezing against my zipper...

I gave it some thought and pondered all the ways I could interfere with this little fuck fest that was planned for Halloween night. It took quite a bit of creativity, but overall I figured out the perfect plan.

The very next day I walked into the costume store and came back out 45 minutes later with an adult-sized werewolf costume. In the fairytales, the big bad wolf gets in the way of Little Red Riding Hood’s plans and hunts her in the woods. In reality, the big bad wolf would be getting in the way of Little Red Riding Hood and fucking her in the woods. I figure these girls are planning to have sex anyway, and if Mandy was going to be taking some cock that night, it may as well be mine.

I brought the costume home- a full coverage furry suit with a matching head mask. And with a pair of heavy-duty scissors, I cut out the crotch area leaving just enough room for my cock to go through.