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What Should I Be?

There’s just something about a babe in uniform. I mean who hasn’t imagined getting out of a parking ticket by seducing the meter maid, or not paying for overdue fines by offering to screw the uptight librarian until she has a screaming orgasm and then shooting your wad all over her glasses. Obviously, probably every dude’s earliest fantasy has been about those pompom bearing hotties trying out for Cheerleader Auditions. It reminds me of a story…

She loves costume parties, but every year it’s the same thing: “What should I be? Who should I go as?” Me, I usually throw a sheet around my shoulder and go as a Roman or put it over my head and do a ghost, but she thinks that’s dull. She likes to do it right, so she agonizes.

This year I had an idea: We’d pick each other’s costumes. I’d tell her what I wanted her to be and she’d do the same for me. We’d have our costumes and a little fantasy, both at the same time.

They had to be reasonable of course, something we’d agree to. I didn’t want to go as a tampon or a giant testicle, and she wasn’t about to go as a leather slave or topless dancer, but other than that, we were free to indulge our imaginations.

I kept it simple—I wanted her to be a cheerleader. She surprised me though. She wanted me to dress as a priest. I never would have guessed that in a million years.

We did it though, and it was amazing how well it worked out. I never knew she had this thing for seducing men who shouldn’t be seduced, and all through the party this hot little cheerleader was following this priest into dark corners and grabbing my dick or pressing her tits against me, and at one point we even had to lock ourselves in the bathroom while she stood against the door and I went down on her. The little bitch was so excited seeing a “priest” eating her little snatch that she came for me too, biting a guest towel to keep from screaming.

At home she wanted it dirty, as dirty as I could make it, so I made her get down and suck me off, then took her from behind with her bent over the arm of the sofa, her little cheerleader panties stretched to the side so I thrust that big holy roller into her hot little love canal. She made me keep my collar on so she could see me in the mirror too, and she came like a fucking banshee.

Halloween is only a couple of months away, so keep this in mind in case you’re invited to a costume party. It can be a lot of fun, and she might surprise you.

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