Her Trick, My Treat


She turned back around and fit her body against me. I wrapped my arms around her and we watched the ending of the movie. I felt her breathing slow down and then she started to lightly snore which made me smile even more. 15 minutes later the killer was dead after a witty one-liner was said by the heroine and the movie was over. I stared at the TV as the credits rolled and thought about all that had just happened. I had always thought that Lilah was like an annoying cute little sister when I was dating her sister, but now I was having to come to terms with that little girl evolving into this sexual creature. Thinking she was sexy was one thing, but having romantic feelings for Lilah felt like a whole other type of taboo. I decided to try and not over think things and just let things play out however they may. I snuggled even more against her, rested my eyes, and fell asleep.

I woke up to the feeling of soft lips pressed against mine. I opened my eyes and saw Lilah. "Wake up sleepy head."

"five more minutes." I mumbled.

Lilah laughed and said, "You said that five minutes ago." I had no memory of her already trying to wake me up so I must have been sleep talking. I hoped I hadn't said anything that might have embarrassed me. "Come on, we have to finish getting ready now." I closed my eyes and she slapped her hand against my chest.


"Get up then."

I reluctantly got up from the plush couch and followed her to her room. Her bedroom was down a hallway towards the back of the first floor. Her room was filled nearly wall to wall with band posters from both modern and classic bands and musicians. She seemed to have a wide variety of music tastes which I approved of. Her twin sized bed was in one corner of the bedroom. She had a record player on a stand with three rows of records stacked up against each other with her TV mounted on the wall beside it. There was Christmas like lights strung along where the ceiling and walls met but the lights were inside of little plastic pumpkins and gave off orange light. She sat in front of her vanity mirror and started to finish her makeup and hair.

Getting into my Michael Mayer's costume wasn't going to take more than a couple of minutes so I inspected her record collection. Like the band posters, there was a wide variety of genres and eras in her collection. "Nice record collection."

"Thanks, why don't you put something on?"

"Ok." I grabbed Childish Gambino's "Awaken, My Love" album from out of the stack. I had never used a record player before and I fumbled for a moment trying to get the record in place and the needle in the groove.

"Having trouble?" Lilah teased me.

"Honestly, a little," I admitted.

Lilah walked over and pressed against me from behind and slightly to the side. She wrapped one arm around my waist and with her free hand guided me. She showed me how to move the needle to the side and set the record in. We put the needle down together and I pressed the play button, eager to show I at least knew that much. Once the music started playing she leaned up and gave me a kiss and went back to working on her makeup. I could have figured out how to set the record without her help but I was glad that I had taken her help. My body still tingled with the warmth of her holding me.

I lay in her bed and watched her get ready. The music went with my developing feelings for her and I relaxed fully for the first time in weeks. I had zoned out but snapped back to the present when the record reached the end. I flipped the record over to the other side.

A couple of minutes later she said, "I'm almost ready, you should put on your costume." I grabbed my bag and started to walk to her bathroom. "Where are you going?"

"To change."

"You can change in here." She noticed my hesitation and added, "I had your dick in my mouth earlier and swallowed your cum, I think we are past the point of modesty."

"True," I laughed. I took off my shoes and pulled down my pants. I pulled my shirt over my head and when I was done I noticed that Lilah was staring at me through the reflection in the mirror. Over the last couple of years, I had made use of the university's open gym during some of the gaps between my classes and had packed on a nice layer of muscle. I was far from having a six pack but my stomach was toned and my chest and arm muscles were well defined. Lilah had a faraway look on her face while she was in the middle of putting on plum pink lipstick. I cleared my throat and she snapped out of it and went back to putting on her lipstick.

I laughed to myself realizing that my body seemed to have the same effect on her as her,s did on mine. I pulled the navy-blue jumpsuit out of its bag and started to pull it on. The costume fit loosely last year but was a tight fit now. The material clung to my chest and arms, showing off the contours of my muscles. My movement was slightly restricted by the costume but I figured that slow movements went with the costume anyways

"Finished," Lilah announced as she bounced up from the stool. Her long hair was now in two pigtails tied with red ribbons. Her makeup was amazing looking but heavily done. Her eyelashes were curled and darkened with mascara, complementing her slightly bronzed skin. Her cheeks had a lot of rouge on them that highlighted her cheekbones. She wore a black velvet choker around her neck with a red heart pendant on it. I thought after cumming twice my dick would stay down for most of the night but looking at her completed costume started to make me hard. With how tight the costume was my cock started to bulge and strain against the fabric.

Lilah walked towards me and placed a hand on my chest. "I guess you're going as sexy Michael Myers." I was about to respond when her other hand rubbed along my shaft. "I see you like my costume too," she said with a smirk and a squeeze. She wrapped her hand around my shaft and started to stroke me. I sighed in pleasure and she stopped. She looked at me with her big doe eyes and gasped, "What is this thing in my hand? It's getting harder!" I leaned down for a kiss and she stepped back from me. "Let's go, we are going to be late!" She said in a sing-song voice, starting to get into her role as an innocent school girl.

Lilah skipped out of the room and I was left confused and wanting her even more. I grabbed the Michael Mayer's mask, turned off the record player and followed her out the door. When I stepped into the hallway she was already at the far end and she spun of sight, her short skirt lifted and gave me a view of her ass clad in tight white cotton panties. I beat myself up for zoning out while in her room, she must have changed out of her wet pair of panties while I was laying in her bed.

When I turned the corner, Lilah was standing in the doorway waiting for me. I followed her out and she locked up the door behind us. I leaned down and kissed her, not caring if some of her lipstick came off on my lips. She gave into my kiss and returned it. I tried to reach down and cup her ass but she slapped my hand away. She started to walk down the stairs and when she got to the bottom she smiled naughtily at me over her shoulder and flipped up her skirt for a moment allowing me to see her sexy young ass before gravity conspired against me and her skirt fell back in place.

Once in the car I put the address Lilah gave me into my phone and started driving. Her friend's house was only fifteen minutes away. She spent the first couple of minutes going through my favorited radio stations and letting me know which ones she approved of and which ones she couldn't stand. I was always open to new music recommendations so I let her find a radio station she liked. She settled on a station playing punk rock and then sat back in her seat.

She reached over and held her hand out to me so I held it. I was focused on paying attention to the directions on my phone when she rested our joined hands on top of her thigh. I tried to stay focused on the road but her smooth skin stole my attention. I did my best to not give her the satisfaction of distracting me. I felt like I was winning until she decided to increase her strategy. Lilah started to slide my hand up her thigh until my hand rested just inches away from her pussy. My cock started to throb at the thought of my fingers being able to explore her pussy further than earlier.

I was approaching the end of the drive and I memorized the last of the route. I looked at her and slid my hand the last couple of inches and rested my hand against her entrance. Lilah smiled and closed her legs, enclosing my hand in a fleshy prison I had no intention of escaping. Since I couldn't move my hand much I started to clumsily caress her. One of my fingers slide along her slit and she sighed. I kept on rubbing her pussy, pushing my fingers deeper inside through her panties. I managed to get nearly the entire first digit of my middle finger inside of her before the panties offered too much resistance.

Lilah reclined the chair back slightly and spread her legs a little for me. Accepting the invitation, I rested my hand on the edge of her panties and started to slowly slip my fingers under them. I inched my fingers forward, damp wispy pubic hair slicked my fingers and seemed to direct my fingers forward. I hit a bump in the road and I rocked towards Lilah. My hand slid the rest of the distance and my fingers grazed past her pussy lips so that my palm rested against her entrance. I pushed my middle finger in between her lips. She was tight but my finger slipped halfway inside of her from all her pussy juices.

I glanced at Lilah out of the corner of my eye, she was looking out the window and smiling but seemed to be pretending nothing sexual was happening. I pushed my finger in the rest of the way, she tried to keep up the act but she closed her eyes and parted her lips in a silent moan. I started to slowly slide my finger in and out of her. I could hear her breathing coming in short gasps and she started to moan. I picked up the pace as I pulled into the neighborhood where her friend lived. I was determined to make her cum before we made it to her friends' house. It was an awkward angle but I reached up and started to rub her clit with my pinkie finger every time I entered her.

Lilah started to moan loudly from the attention of both fingers. She grabbed the back of my hand and pulled it tighter against her as she started to rock her hips against my hand. I turned around the last corner and was on the last street that lead to the house. Lilah started to lift her ass up off her seat as her thrusts increased in urgency and speed.

"Oh God," Lilah said as she started to buck against my hand, driving my finger as deep inside of her as possible. She froze up with her ass lifted in the middle of a thrust as her orgasm hit. Her pussy flexed and held my fingers inside of her. After her orgasm passed Lilah collapsed back into her seat just as I parked behind one of the many cars parked in front of the house.

I watched Lilah as she panted and got her breath back. There was a light glistening of sweat on her face and she had an after-sex glow that made her make up look even better. Reluctantly I pulled my hand from out of her. My fingers were slick with her juices and I started to reach towards the glove box to get a napkin to wipe my hands off. Lilah grabbed my hand and started to lick her juices up. She took my middle finger into her mouth and sucked on it. The pressure felt amazing and I wished for a repeat performance of her giving me a blow job.

Lilah took my finger out of her mouth and left me stunned for a moment. She hopped out of the car and giggled as she closed the door. She stood in front of the car with her hands on her hips and said, "Come on, we are going to be late for the party."

I grabbed my mask from the back seat and got out of the car to follow her. I looked up and noticed just how big the house was. While all the other houses were large and nice looking, this one was the best on the block. I could hear the music thumping inside the house. The house was decorated with all kinds of Halloween decorations: skeletons hung from trees, ghosts seemed to float in the air, spider webs drifted between tree branches. A fake cemetery was set up and fog machines obscured the air. There were several groups of party-goers standing in front of the house smoking and talking. I noticed most of the guys lingering looks at Lilah so I stepped closer to her and did my best Michael Myers impression as I slowly looked from one group of guys to the other, swinging my head in a slow no. My costume and impression worked because they all looked away and focused on the girls within their groups.

Lilah opened the door and the music blasted out the door, the walls must have been well insulated to quiet the music so much. We stepped into the doorway and into the crowded party. There was a sitting room to the right of the door that was full of people. Chairs and a long coffee table covered in snacks had been pushed up against the wall making room for a dance floor. All manner of monsters and creatures danced and mingled together.

The crowd overflowed onto the tiled walkway that leads from the doorway towards the rest of the house. Lilah twisted and turned gracefully through the crowd, finding the best breaks between people and passing through. I wasn't even close to being as graceful as her and I bumped into nearly every person I tried to squeeze past.

I made it to the kitchen just a little behind Lilah and I saw her talking to a petite blonde girl in a nurse's outfit. The two girls were nearly identical looking except for Lilah having darker hair and skin then the nurse.

"Amanda, this is my boyfriend Mike."

"Nice to meet you, Mike," Amanda said with a smile and held out her gloved hand for me to shake. I was confused that Lilah hadn't used my real name. The fact that she told her best friend I was her boyfriend was also a surprise to me but I wasn't going to argue against it. I gently grasped Amanda's hand and bent down to kiss her hand. Seeing a movie slasher perform such a gentlemanly act made both girls laugh.

Amanda handed me a beer and the two girls talked while I struggled to drink the beer through the mask's mouth hole opening. For some reason, Lilah had been adamant that I keep the mask on during the party and I decided to indulge her. There was just enough room to be able to fit the beer opening in and slowly drink. I doubted I would be getting drunk at this party with this handicap but that was fine because Lilah and Amanda seemed to be drinking enough for the 3 of us. The two girls switched topics rapidly and it was hard to keep up with what they were talking about. Amanda mentioned her new boyfriend most of the time and Lilah grilled her for information about him.

Once both girls had a couple of drinks in them Lilah started to drag me towards the dance floor. I looked back at Amanda trying my best to beg for help but she just shrugged and said she would join us later. Rather than take me back to the front of the house Lilah lead me through the sliding glass door to the backyard. There was a second dance floor set up out in the large backyard. There was also a pool and hot tub but only the hot tub was in use. Strobe lights flashed and the music vibrated out from large speakers against the walls and smaller ones set on the ceiling.

The first song was an upbeat hip-hop song that I was slightly familiar with. I had never been a good dancer but I decided to try for Lilah. I watched her move her body perfectly with the beat and connect one dance move to another seamlessly. Lilah used her pigtails to whip her hair out like an exclamation point every now and then between moves. Every now and then her plaid skirt would hike up and allow me to see her upper thighs and rarely the bottom curve of her ass. She was amazing.

The next song had a faster tempo and more people crowded onto the dance floor. Lilah and I were pressed together. She started to grind against me, causing my cock to harden. Lilah danced against me, occasionally rubbing her ass right against my cock that was straining against the costume. As the song reached its end Lilah swayed back and forth and slowly dropped down while facing me and her hand rested on my erection. She slowly started to sway upwards, rubbing first her face and then her tits across my growing erection. I did my best to grind back against her and try to hold her but she kept on dancing just out of my reach, finding gaps in the surrounding dancers and making use of them.

During the next song I noticed that some girl kept on bumping against me. I ignored the girl thinking that she was being forced up against me by the other dancers, but then the bumping became full-on grinding. I turned slightly to my side so that I could see who was behind me. A tall girl in a sexy angel costume was dancing behind me. Her white dress was low cut and nearly transparent, showing off her large tits. She had her brown hair straightened and it obscured some of her face. In the low lighting, I didn't recognize her and I was content to let another girl dance against me. I didn't know how Lilah would react but I decided to press my luck.

Lilah continued to dance and grind against my cock while this angel pressed her tits against my back and ran her hands along my shoulders and neck. After five minutes of dancing I turned and looked back at the angel. She shook her hair out of her face and one of the strobe lights illuminated her beautiful face. The face of Lilah's sister Vivian, my ex.

I hadn't seen Vivian in years since I broke up with her after I confronted her about the cheating. I tried to forgive her but I found out from her friends that it was with more than one guy and had been going on almost the entire time we were together. I was in love and was willing to do anything to stay with her but I couldn't see her as the same girl that I fell in love with.

Seeing Vivian brought up conflicting emotions. There was still an ache and yearning in my heart whenever I thought about my first failed love. She noticed me looking at her and she smiled seductively and ran her hands up and down her body in a way no angels would be allowed to. As the conflicting emotions rolled around in my head I had to admit how hot she had become. She had always been one of the most beautiful girls in school, and now as a blossoming woman, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Lilah finally noticed I wasn't paying my full attention to her and stepped to my side to see who I was looking at. When the two sisters saw each other they both said each other's name in surprise, only it didn't seem like either one of them was. They hugged besides me, the press of people pushed the hug closer towards me and I ended up being sandwiched in between them.

To be able to hear each other over the music the two sisters had to lean in close to each other with me still in the middle. "Who is this?" Vivian said as she looked me up and down.

"This is my boyfriend, Mike."

"Well nice to meet you, Mike." I forgot that Vivian was a hugger and the next moment she flung her arms around me. I hugged her back and she held the hug longer then she should have. Vivian pressed her lower body suggestively against my crotch before letting go.

A new song started to play and the girls moved side by side. They danced together and occasionally with me. I didn't mind when they were ignoring me because it allowed me to watch them more easily without getting caught. Vivian had been a cheerleader and a dancer so she moved gracefully with her sister, they complemented each other perfectly. Lilah's budding girlish body and Vivian's womanly curves had me staring back and forth between them and I was at full hardness after just one song. I tried my best to hide it but both girls kept on accidentally brushing against it.

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