I love Halloween because I can always dress older than I really am and trick all the old men into giving me alcohol. Even better, this year my Dad was having a party with all his colleagues from work – he is the big boss so they all had to come. Costumes were required, and these rich guys really went all out. I used a gorgeous costume my mother had worn in the past and it fit me nice and tight – I was dressed as a french whore, like back in the days of the Moulin Rouge. I had on sexy stockings and tons of makeup, and was not recognizable compared to my usual good girl look.
The men definitely noticed. Some would ask what I was dressed as, and I told them – “A whore!” and then winked as I asked how much money they had on them so that I could really play the part. The alcohol was flowing all night, man after man giving me drinks and telling me what a gorgeous whore I made. It wasn’t long before three of the men I had asked about money came back around to me and one of themput his hand up my beautiful flowing skirt to my ruffled black panties. He said that him and his buddies had some money and they wanted to take this whire for a spin.
I laughed and took them by the hands and led them to my parents room. They have a giant bed, and I lifted my skirt and bent over and danced for the men as they threw money at me. I felt so grown up andso slutty. They came to me and started ripping off my clothes, saying they were about to take their money’s worth from me, and how I was such a dirty whore. They fucked my tight bald pussy, my even tighter asshole, and made me suck all three of them like a good whore would. They were rough with me, and never once… I don’t think… did they ever guess who my father was or how old I am…