The Halloween Skits

Her bare ass was now fully exposed to David and the audience. He returned his palm to her ass cheek and lightly rubbed. Her ass was firm with pale, flawless skin. Emma's thighs were clamped together, no doubt trying to prevent the audience from seeing her private parts.

David picked up the ruler. "Are you ready?"

"Yes, sir," she said with a slight tremble in her voice.

David reared back and gave a light smack with the ruler right across both cheeks. She yelped.

"Now, Miss, that was just a warmup swat. It's going to have to get much harder in order to ensure you learn your lesson. Are you sure you still want to do this or would you rather I just tell your parents?" He wanted to give her an out.

"No, sir. I'll take my punishment." She replied, the arousal obvious in her voice. She squirmed in his lap and pressed her hip against his erection.

"Okay" he said. He reared back again. The anticipation of the next smack was palpable, and the audience was silent.

He didn't hold back this time and gave her a hard whack on her cheek. She jumped and cried out. David was sure it stung and watched as a red welt emerged on her perfect butt. She was breathing deeply and began to rock her hips, slowly grinding her pussy into his thigh.

"Miss?" he asked.

"Please, sir, keep going," she begged.

He reared back and gave her two more hard smacks in quick succession. She groaned a deep guttural sound and her eyes welled with water. Her hips squirmed, rhythmically rubbing her crotch into his leg. Her thighs had parted, and a few members of the audience could now see her unobstructed pussy lips.

David set down the ruler and placed his hand on her ass. He rubbed softly. "There, there," he said. "You are doing great. We're almost done, and you'll be back to class in no time."

He caressed her butt before grabbing a cheek with his full hand. "You really are quite a specimen, Emma." He sighed as he continued to fondle her ass.

He was intoxicated by her supple body. He gripped her ass cheek and slowly pulled it towards him, spreading her apart. David moaned as he looked down at her immaculate asshole and hairless pussy lips. He was exposing her to the audience as well, letting them enjoy her intimate treasures. He knew from the sight of her wet, swollen lips that she was as aroused as he was. She was putty in his lap.

Emma's breathing quickened and her hips rocked against his lap with more urgency. She whimpered. "Please..."

"Please what, Miss?"

"Please, sir, finish me."

"Very well." He gripped the base of her ponytail and pulled her head back. Then he raised his other hand for the final slap. His palm landed on her ass with a ringing clap and Emma yelped. David immediately soothed her behind with his palm.

He moved his hand into the crease of her ass, and she parted her legs to allow him more access. He slid his fingers down and touched the warm, wet folds of her pussy. She was dripping with arousal and he was overwhelmed by lust for her.

As he began to rub her slick cunt, she moaned. "Ungg. David. Yes."

His thumb parted her lips and slipped inside. He curled it forward to rub the ridges of her g-spot while his index finger found her clit.

Her breath caught in her throat. "Oh, David. Sir." She started bucking her hips aggressively against his hand. He was fingering her hard and fast as the silent crowd looked on in amazement at the wanton display.

He could tell by her pulsing exhalations that she was close to orgasm. He continued his steady rhythm, synchronized to the gyrations of her athletic body. Then she came. Hard. Her body convulsed and she screamed out as an explosive climax tore through her body.

The party was completely silent for a long moment, then burst into rousing cheers. Emma unfolded herself from David's lap and they both stood to bow. Before leaving the stage, Emma stopped to give David a soft kiss on his lips.

"Thank you, sir."

* * *

DIRRTY DANCING

An hour earlier, Zack had left the dance floor to refill his drink when he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Hi, I'm Sara." She thrust out her hand. "You've got some good moves out there."

Zack took her hand and smiled. In truth, he wasn't a great dancer, but he'd learned an important lesson early in life. Most guys don't dance because they're afraid of making a fool out of themselves. Girls love to dance. Being one of the few guys on the dance floor meant you had your pick of the girls. Over time, he'd gained enough practice to avoid embarrassing himself.

"Thanks. I don't know about that." He said, laughing off the compliment. "But, you! You have incredible moves."

In fact, his eyes had been glued to Sara. She floated on the dance floor with a graceful ease that was completely alluring. Everyone was watching her to see what she would do next.

"Well, I dance for a living," she shrugged. That explained how she made it all look so casual and effortless.

He'd also been admiring her body, which looked stunning in a French maid's costume.

Her fishnet clad legs were incredibly toned, and Zack couldn't stop staring at them. Everything about her was compact, tight and flexible. Sexy as hell.

Zack was dressed as Hef. It was an easy costume, consisting of a red robe, a pipe and a captain's hat. Ideal for another lesson he'd learned: never go to a party wearing anything uncomfortable.

Before he could inquire about her job, she asked, "Do you want to join the contest with me?"

He hadn't expected that at all. Another life lesson came to the front of his brain: when faced with an intimidating invitation, always say yes. "Yes," he replied. "What are we doing? Do you want to be my Playboy bunny?"

"No. I'm your maid. And you're a guy in his robe who just woke up."

"I'm not Hef?"

"Oh, you're Hef," she realized, and Zack wondered if his costume wasn't as good as he thought. "Whatever, it doesn't really matter. You can be Hef if you want." She flashed him a radiant smile.

"So, what is the skit about?" he asked.

"It's not a skit. It's, like, dirty dancing with the stars," she explained as Zack cocked his head. "We'll improvise dancing to a song. But we have to make it, you know.." she raised her eyebrows.

"What?"

"Sexy. Really sexy. I want to win."

This was maybe the best thing Zack had ever heard. Although he worried if he was getting in over his head trying to keep up with her. "I'm in." He smiled. "I'll follow your lead."

"No. Be aggressive. And let's lose some of these clothes along the way." It was Zack's turn to raise his eyebrows. She continued, "I've got the perfect song for a maid to dance to."

After they were introduced, Zack waited off stage and Sara posed, frozen in place at the front. She was bent at the waist with straight legs, touching her feather duster to a chair at center stage. Over the party speakers, Christina Aguilera's "Dirrty" started blaring:

If you ain't dirty

You ain't here to party!

Sara bolted upright. Her hand covered her mouth in an exaggerated surprised expression. Zack walked onto the stage, stretching and finishing a yawn like he'd just woken up.

Ladies, move, gentlemen, move

Somebody ring the alarm, a fire on the roof

She raised her feather duster in the air and rocked her hips side to side with the beat. Then she locked eyes with Zack and gave him a come-hither finger motion.

He grinned as he approached her, strutting to the beat. Awkwardly, he reached around to pull her in for a close dance. Sara pushed him back and wagged her finger at him. She lip synced the next verse.

Oh, I'm overdue

Give me some room, I'm coming through

Paid my dues, In the mood

Me and the girls gonna shake the room

Sara leaned back and placed a hand on the chair behind her. Zack marveled at her flexibility as she arched her back and thrust her hips to the rhythm.

Her other hand slid up along her inner thigh, pulled her ultra mini maid's skirt back and rubbed her panty covered pussy. Zack was treated to a view of her black lace underwear before her skirt fell back into place. It looked sheer, but he couldn't be certain with a quick glance.

He was surprised she was off to such a nasty start already. Pleasantly surprised. Fuck, she was sexy.

DJ's spinning, show your hands

Let's get dirty, that's my jam

He decided to get aggressive, so he fell to his knees in front of her and grasped her ankles. The fishnets felt amazing over her smooth, defined legs as he slowly slid his hands up her calves.

As Sara gyrated her hips to the music, Zack gripped her upper thighs and leaned in towards their junction. Her short skirt just barely covered her underwear as it bobbed up and down towards his face. Zack was aroused by her scent of musk and flowers.

Sara grabbed his head by the hair and pressed it into her mons, grinding against his face to the beat of the song.

I need that, uh, to get me off

Sweat until my clothes come off

She pushed him back and stood up. He watched in awe as she gracefully whisked her costume top up and over her head. This exposed her lacy black bra that hinted at the dark nipples underneath. Zack was astounded by her tight abs and toned figure. Her entire body was a work of art.

She wiped the blouse from her knee to her pussy as if sopping up her dripping juices, then tossed it hard at him. He caught it and brought it to his nose, inhaling deeply before throwing it to the side.

Zack strode to her, clutched her face and planted a kiss on her lips. He tasted sweet fruit as she kissed him back before pulling away.

Table dancing, glasses are crashing

No question, time for some action

She spun around in a practiced dance move, stopping by the nearby table. There, she picked up his beer and poured it into her open mouth, letting it overflow down her cheeks into her cleavage.

In tempo, she struck a pose, arching her back, sticking her tits out and spreading her legs. With a flick of her hair, she threw her head back and groped her boob.

She was one-upping him on the sex factor at every turn. Zack loved it and thought that pose looked like an invitation. He skidded towards her, leaned down and licked from the top of her cleavage up her neck.

When he nibbled her ear, she took hold of his face and her mouth found its way to his. Their tongues danced together for a moment before she pulled back, right on cue with the beat.

Temperature's up

'Bout to erupt

Gonna get my girls, get your boys

Gonna make some noise

Sara spun him around by the shoulders and pushed him down into the chair. She untied his robe and flung it open, exposing his bare chest and tight boxer briefs. He kept in shape playing sports and she made it clear she liked what she saw.

She bent at the waist and slid her hands sensually down his chest to his toned abs while wiggling her butt to the music. Her awareness of her body position on stage was impressive and she was always providing the audience with a juicy view.

Want to get ROWDY

Gonna get a little un-RULY

Get it fired up in a HURRY

She stood and placed the high heel of her dance shoe against his stomach. He knew what she wanted. Fortunately, the clasp was simple and he was able to take it off her foot without incident. They repeated the process with the other shoe.

She kicked her foot high and held it. She had the pointed toes of a practiced dancer and aimed them straight at the ceiling. Every dramatic motion she made was perfectly timed with the pulsing of the song.

Her mid-air split allowed Zack to see her panties again. They were definitely sheer. He saw the edge of a small tattoo, something written in script, but he couldn't make out the word. He was also sure she was shaved. Only a small panel of fabric blocked his view of her pussy.

Ah, heat is up

So ladies, fellas, drop your cups

She lowered her fishnet covered foot towards his face and dragged her toe against his lip. She continued, wiggling and teasing her toes down his chest and abs before coming to rest on his crotch. He groaned and held her foot against his rapidly growing bulge with both hands. She smiled devilishly at him.

He was turned on by her boldness and excited by the opportunity to return the favor.

Body's hot, front to back

Now move your ass, I like that

She stood and turned away from him, then folded at the waist and touched the floor. Her easy flexibility was so sexy and Zack wondered, not for the first time, what it would be like to have her in bed.

He realized her underwear was a thong. The thin strip of fabric was barely wide enough to cover her pussy as it was presented to him.

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d of her ass cheeks. Leaning close, he dragged his tongue over her glutes. The crowd let out whistles of approval.

Zack stood, never letting go of her buns, then flipped the small skirt over her ass. This exposed her entire butt, the wrinkles of her asshole visible on either side of the narrow thong.

He pressed the firmness of his erection against her pussy, pulling her against him by the waist. To the cadence of the music, she began to grind her ass into his groin.

Tight hip-huggers, low for sure

Shake a little somethin' on the floor

Sara pressed her palms together and began to slither upright, her hands snaking back and forth while her ass writhed against his cock. When she was standing, she brought her hands over her head and undulated her hips like a belly dancer.

Zack moved with her, keeping his cock nestled between her succulent globes. He brought his hands from her hips to her tight abs, feeling a slight sheen of sweat. Then he moved to her breasts, cupping and fondling them through the lace bra as a roar of encouragement came from the audience.

Sara seemed to enjoy the attention. She turned her head back to him and they kissed in a lusty exchange of saliva. They continued to wriggle their bodies together in time to the music.

I need that, uh, to get me off

Sweatin' till my clothes come off

She broke the kiss and nimbly unclasped her bra and freed her arms. With a flair, she tossed the bra to the side and replaced Zack's hands on her breasts. He could feel her hard nipples in his fingers as he continued to hump her ass.

Gonna get a little unruly

Get it fired up in a hurry

Turning to face him, she pressed her breasts against his bare chest and resumed kissing him hungrily. Sara pushed the robe off his shoulders and it puddled to the floor, leaving him in only his boxer briefs.

His hands strayed towards her butt and found her skirt in the way. He broke the kiss and dropped into a squat, grabbing her skirt and yanked it to the floor as he went. The skirt caught her thong on one side and almost pulled it off along the way.

The crowd roared their appreciation as her topless tits were now fully exposed for all to see and her thong sat extremely low revealing most of her pubic mound.

Ooh, sweat dripping over my body

Dancing gettin' just a little naughty

Rather than using her hands to cover her tits, she spread her arms to the side. Her body oscillated to the music as she stepped out of the skirt.

Zack's face was right in front of her crotch. He licked her exposed mound just above the edge of the thong and tasted her sweat. She grabbed his hair, mashing her pussy into his face while her other hand grabbed her breast and pinched her nipple.

She bucked her pussy against his face in rhythm with the song, letting out an animalistic groan as she moved against him.

Want to get dirty

It's about time for my arrival

Zack lost his balance and rolled onto his back. Without missing a beat, Sara twirled away and pirouetted, naked except for her thigh-high fishnets and the thong that was barely hanging on.

He got to his knees as she twirled back and sank to the floor in front of him. Sara was breathing heavily and staring at the obscene bulge in his underwear.

She placed a hand on his thigh and leaned in to lick his abs. Then she grabbed his rock-hard package with a full squeeze. He knew he had her now. She was incredibly turned on and she wanted him.

Toying with her, Zack crab walked backwards before settling into a seated position with his legs spread. It surprised her and the fire in her eyes said it all. She began to crawl towards him on her hands and knees, slinking like a cat with her ass swaying from side to side.

When she reached him, she pushed him onto his back, gripping his thighs hard. Then she leaned down and playfully bit the hard cock straining through his underwear, looking up at him with sinful eyes.

Here it comes, it's the one you've been waiting on

Get up, get it up, yup, that's what's up

You can just put your butt to the maximum

Uh-oh, here we go

Sara jumped on top of him cowgirl-style and began to grind her crotch into his. She grabbed her boobs with both hands and leaned down to lick her own nipple. She continued to dry hump him to the music.

Zack couldn't believe how good she felt against his cock. He was so turned on that this smokeshow was into him. He was beginning to worry he might come if she kept up her motions.

Gonna get dirty

I came to start the party

Sweat dripping over my body

Wanna get a little naughty

Sara continued to grind rhythmically and aggressively up and down the length of his rigid cock. The tiny strip of underwear, drenched from her arousal, was pushed up inside her pussy. Her escaped labia hugged the thong on either side. With every stroke, her bare pussy lips glided along his briefs.

Zack stared in lust at the perfect specimen atop him. He watched the muscles of her tight abs flex every time she slid forward. And her glistening breasts heave with every deep breath.

His hands gripped her hips, assisting her gyrations and also pulling her down to increase the pressure between her clit and his cock.

He was having an out of body experience, drinking in the sight of this nearly naked sex goddess working herself towards orgasm, humping him in front of a crowd, using him for her own frenzied pleasure.

He rocked his hips against her motions, pushing up into her clit with each slide. All of the sudden, Zack passed the point of no return and realized he was going to come in front of all these people. There was no way to avoid it.

He gripped her harder, grinding up into her aggressively and quickening the pace. She cried out in pleasure as her chest flushed red. Her body twitched and she began her climactic shudder, exploding into a deep orgasm.

At the same time, he crossed the threshold and spurts of cum shot from his cock. He screamed, as he unloaded into his boxers, momentarily forgetting any self-consciousness.

As the song came to its final crescendo, Sara dropped down on top of him, squeezed her bare breasts into his chest and tongued him with deep, reckless abandon.

Want to get dirty

It's about time for my arrival

(end)

* * *

THE CHECKUP

Next up was a married couple, dressed as a sexy nurse and patient, who performed a mock checkup as their skit. She was a curvy redhead with freckles and large boobs. Her cleavage was accentuated by a low-cut white nurses dress with red trim. He was tall and lean with dark features and wore an authentic hospital gown. His costume was played for laughs. As he walked to the front of the stage, the audience howled as the backless gown left his bare ass on full display.

The checkup consisted of some witty banter back and forth until the nurse told him it was time to turn his head and cough. Here she reached up under his short gown and squeezed his bare nuts tight, if the look on his face was any indication.

The Halloween Skits

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