Last October, when my wife and I were trying to decide what to do for Halloween, I told her that my college town had a reputation for having some wild Halloween parties, and that there were usually a lot of parties on the Saturday before Halloween.

“How wild do they get?” she asked.

“Wild,” I replied.

This brought a smile to her face and twinkle in her eye. “Can a 30-year-old lady still have fun there?” she asked.

I told her that with her trim five-foot-ten body and huge breasts, she would have a wonderful time.

She smiled at me and said, “A party would be fun. I’m sure I can think of a costume or two to wear.”

The plan was to leave that Saturday afternoon and drive the 100 miles to the college. Joanna and I would wear our costumes and take a change of clothes along for the next day. Joanna picked up a Roman Centurion costume for me, and she dressed as a street hooker. She wore an extremely short black skirt that barely covered her ass, a red pushup bra under a red see-through blouse, a red thong, red garters, black stockings and black heels. Her long legs made quite a statement and gave me an instant hard-on, pushing my thick dick out and making a tent in the front of my costume.

As I drove down the interstate, Joanna sat in the car with her skirt hiked up so that her thong-covered pussy was on display for all the truckers to see. She told me not to pass them so quickly because she wanted to make sure they got a good look at her. She frequently reached over and lifted my costume too so that the truckers could see her stroking my hard cock. I told her that she was cruel for giving so many guys blue balls.

When we arrived in the town, I parked near my old frat house and walked to the street where the Halloween party was held. We had a quick bite to eat at a local restaurant, where Joanna was the center of attention, then we walked to the street’s party area, where plenty of college kids were dressed in costumes and partying.

Around 11 o’clock, Joanna complained that she was getting chilly, so I told her I’d show her my old fraternity house, which used to hold a Halloween party on the same night. We walked the four blocks to the old two-story frat house and, sure enough, there was a party going on inside. I rang the doorbell and a guy named Sam came to the door. When he saw Joanna and heard that I was an brother, he ushered us inside.

Sam led us to the living room and told everyone gathered there that I’d been a member of the fraternity years ago and everyone welcomed me — and ogled my wife. There were about 40 people there, mostly men, some in costumes and some not. People were spread out all over the place, and several were already drunk. There was a chubby girl in the corner of the living room with her big tits exposed and two guys sucking on them, and there were a couple of other girls sitting on guys’ laps necking.

We mingled for an hour or so, and then things started to really get wild. Joanna and I got separated, and soon I found myself sitting on a couch with a petite blonde sucking my cock. She was dressed as a harem girl, and her head was bobbing up and down in my lap. She was doing a magnificent job of sucking my dick. There was a guy kneeling behind her who was fucking her pussy, and he kept encouraging her to take my cock even deeper. I lasted about five minutes before I shot three or four spurts of come down her throat. She came when I did, and the guy followed shortly after. Then I went to find out what Joanna was up to.

I went upstairs and looked in several rooms, each of which had people engaging in various sex acts. When I got to the end of the hall, I saw a couple of guys standing in a doorway and looking into the last room. I walked up behind them and looked over their shoulders. There, on a queen-size bed, was Joanna. She was wearing only her stockings and garterbelt, and her hair was a mess. She was on her hands and knees with one college guy fucking her from behind while she sucked another guy’s cock. It was obvious that she’d been at it for a while, because she had lots of hickeys on her body, she was covered in sweat, and I could see thick fluids running down her thighs. There was a huge wet spot in the middle of the bed sheet.

The guy behind Joanna seemed to have a long cock, which was making Joanna moan while she sucked the other guy. He kept complimenting her on her tight pussy. There were also five more naked guys standing around the bed, stroking their cocks while they waited their turns. I asked one of the guys by the door how long she’d been going and he replied that she’d been fucking for at least half an hour.

I smiled and said, “That’s my girl.”

Just as I said that, I heard Joanna give out a loud moan, and I saw her body shake as an orgasm ripped through her. Then the guy behind her bellowed and emptied his balls inside her. This made the guy she was blowing grunt and spill his load down her throat, and she struggled to gulp it all. As soon as the first two guys finished coming, a guy who was standing next to the bed climbed on and got behind Joanna, shoving his cock into her pussy.

When the guy she was blowing got up, Joanna looked over her shoulder and saw me standing in the doorway. “Hey baby,” she said. “I lost you in the crowd, so I thought I’d give out some treats until you found me. It’s Halloween, you know.”

I smiled. “Go for it,” I told her.

I watched Joanna and the men for about 10 minutes, then left the room.

When I went back downstairs, I saw the petite blonde, now naked, laying on the couch while a guy fucked her. She had her legs wrapped around his calves and she was meeting him stroke for stroke. In a couple of minutes, the guy unloaded in her and then gave her a kiss before getting up. She saw me then and smiled, asking if I’d found my wife. I told her I had, but she was busy fucking several other guys.

“Well, I’m available,” she announced. “My name’s Serena, by the way. And I’d love to feel that big, fat cock of yours inside me.”

As I removed my costume, Serena started rubbing her clit with her right hand while staring at my erection.

“I’d love to fuck you,” I told her, “but first things first.” Then I knelt down and buried my face in her soaked snatch and began alternately licking her slit and sucking on her clit.

Serena started moaning and running her fingers through my hair while she ground her mound against my face. After just a couple minutes, Serena’s body tensed and she gave a long scream as her orgasm overtook her. Her body shook for a few minutes and then she finally relaxed. I moved up and she gave me a sexy, tongue-twisting kiss before licking the juices off my face. I then asked if she was ready for my cock, and she vigorously nodded her head yes. I mounted her missionary style and slowly eased my thick cock inside her.

She gasped loudly. “Oh fuck!” she cried. “You’re so big! I love the feel of your cock!”

Once I was all the way in and she was accustomed to my size, I started fucking her with long, deep strokes. I’d pull out slowly and then ram in. I did this for about 20 minutes, and Serena had two more orgasms before I felt my balls tightening. When I warned her that I was about to come, she pulled me tightly against her body and told me to “pour it deep inside” her. As I started squirting, she came once again, screaming all through her orgasm.

I collapsed on top of her and we kissed again for several minutes until my flaccid cock slipped out of her.

A few minutes later, Serena and I headed upstairs to see what Joanna was doing. We found her still on the bed, but there were three new guys on the bed with her. One guy, who had a really long cock, was on his back with Joanna riding him. The second guy was kneeling with his back to the headboard and his cock thrusting in and out of my wife’s mouth, and the third guy was kneeling behind Joanna and had his cock shoved up her butt. They were all covered in sweat as they pumped away, and Joanna’s big tits were swaying back and forth.

When Serena saw what was happening, she whispered, “Man, your wife is hot! How many guys has she fucked?” I shrugged. I had no idea.

The guy in my wife’s ass came first, which set her off. Her loud moans set off the guy she was blowing, and she swallowed his load. The guy in her pussy lasted another minute before he finally unloaded, too, and then they all collapsed in a heap on the bed. When Joanna looked toward the door, she saw me with my arm around Serena, and she smiled.

Joanna told the guys that she’d had enough, and a few of the guys still waiting their turns seemed upset. “Sorry, guys,” my wife told them, “but all my holes are sore.”

“Mine aren’t!” Serena piped up. “I’ll do you as soon as I give this guy one more blowjob.”

Then Serena dropped to her knees and swallowed half my cock. She bobbed her head back and forth along my shaft and brought me off in about five minutes. As I started to come, she took the first two blasts down her throat, then pulled her head back and let the last several squirts pour all over her face and tits. Joanna smiled at me and said, “She’s learning.”

Joanna and I then got dressed and ready to go. My wife couldn’t find her thong or bra anywhere, so we knew someone had a couple of souvenirs from her performance. I had to help her down the stairs because her legs were weak from all the sex she’d just had. We walked out to the car just as the sun was coming up, and several of the guys walked us out, telling us to come back and visit again soon.

On the way home, Joanna estimated that she’d fucked about a dozen guys that night. She said she’d come so many times that she felt absolutely drained. She even had to sit on a spare T-shirt I’d brought so that all the semen running out of her wouldn’t stain the car seat.

After we got home, we slept the day away and then made passionate love while recounting what we’d done. She commented that Serena looked like she’d be a lot of fun and that it was too bad we didn’t get her number. I smiled and told her I had.

Joanna and I have been back to the college a number of times since then, to visit Serena and my fraternity house.