Cocktoberfest

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Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers, Reluctant, Blackmail, Spanking, Light Bond, Humiliation, Gang Bang, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Sex Toys, Water Sports, .

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: Sixteen year-old virgin smarty-pants, Brenda, is socially backward and naive. She makes new friends as a college freshman and is eager to be one of the gang as they enjoy a frightening Halloween night in a House of Horrors.

Brenda Buttbaird was a bit of an anomaly. The 16 year-old college freshman was both brilliant and beautiful. So smart that she skipped grades in elementary and high school and became the youngest student to ever make the Dean's List at Swarthmore College. Brenda was also athletic and was already a rising star on the school's swim team. Her 36-D bust may have helped her buoyancy, but her long legs and trim waist also made her a great swimmer.

Bright and bodacious, Brenda was nonetheless bashful and in the pool and gym showers she always took a large towel into the stalls with her so she could cover up as quickly as possible lest some other girl see her nakedness.

Brenda was an introvert and that probably came from her being younger than her classmates at school. But her diffidence and timidity likely helped her achieve academically; no social distractions from her studies. Her body, more than her brains, made her most attractive to the boys. Her fellow female students, on the other hand, found Brenda's bounty a bitch, both bothersome and bewildering.

So it came as a surprise when Brenda found herself befriended by some of the most out-going, popular senior girls. Naïve Brenda had never understood why, in the past, girls at school had shunned her and even been catty and cruel to her. But she had accepted it and figured she was just socially backward and therefore a social pariah. So this new attention flattered her and she was determined to fit in this time. So it's no wonder when Cheryl and Wanda suggested Brenda join them at the Shocktoberfest event, she was gob-smacked and delighted to come along.

"Great!" said Cheryl, " We were all hoping we'd see you come there." Then, inexplicably, she and Wanda got a case of the giggles. Brenda just figured that was the natural reaction of brainless bimbos like those two who'd sooner giggle than smile.

As October was drawing to a close and fall weather in Eastern Pennsylvania was getting nippy, an ad had appeared in the local paper announcing a novel Halloween adventure, Shocktoberfest, to take place at midnight on All Hallow's Eve in a nearby amusement park in Sinking Spring, Pa. The advert read:

Shocktoberfest, a haunted "scream" park featuring numerous scary attractions, a new "Naked and Scared" challenge was motivated by Discovery Channel's "Naked and Afraid" reality show. "Naked and Scared" is only available after midnight once the park's regular hours of operation are closed. Guests can choose to experience the attraction in one of three ways: "nude", 'lewd" or "prude" – either stark naked, or wearing only underwear, or completely dressed. The guests undress in a "semi-private preshow building" before entering the haunted attraction. All participants must be at least 18 years old and sign a waiver.

So 16 year-old Brenda Buttbaird figured there was no way she would be let in. But her older, street-wiser new friends, Wanda and Cheryl knew where Brenda could 'fix' her college ID to show her age as 18. Brenda's 36-D boobs helped give the impression of her being a more mature woman anyway.

One thing the announcement made clear was that, while there was to be stripping and nudity, there was to be absolutely no hanky-panky. Virginal, sweet Brenda felt reassured that this would be a night of good, clean fun. After all, the ad read:

This is about fear and pushing oneself out of their comfort zone. This is not about sex. No sexual misconduct, inappropriate or disrespectful behavior will be tolerated.

The set-up seemed reasonable enough. The late night Shocktoberfest guests would only be let in after the general public had left and the earlier part of the event had closed down. The stark, scary portion of the night would start with guests signing waivers and registering for their choice of attire or non-attire. Upon signing, each guest would remove or keep whatever clothing they'd signed for, hand their clothes to an event Volunteer who would keep it safe under lock and key. Only after that would guests enter the main Haunted House for one hour of scream-dream fun and vulnerable nudity.

So Brenda felt okay being seen in bra and panties. After all, she was on the swim team which showed more skin than her granny panties would reveal. Her smooth shaven pussy mound, a requirement for speed swimmers, would not even be as obvious as when she competed in the pool. As she intended to register as a 'Lewd', she was in no way anxious ... except for the strange and, to her, inexplicable sexual arousal she felt as the thought of seeing boys either in or, especially, out of their underpants. And what made her blush even more was the fact that she was equally delighted and aroused at the thought of her two new bff's being in the buff. Brenda just shook her head and smiled at her wicked thoughts.

Of course, what Brenda did not know was that her new bff's had worked out a side deal with the event's manager that would allow some bad, dirty fun after 1 a.m. when the event would shut down to the public. That would be the bitching hour when the House of Horrors would turn into the House of Whores and Shocktoberfest would turn into Cocktoberfest!

Brenda was also unaware of the envy and enmity Wanda and Cheryl had for her. Why? Simply because such a bright, young girl had it all and they didn't. They were sexy enough and got fair grades at college, but nothing like Brenda. These two girls laughed about being Bicca ( a Wicca is a witch, a Bicca is a bitch ) and now they joked about celebrating Halloween ( a Wicca and Bicca high holy day ) with the sacrifice of a virgin. And Brenda hadn't a clue.

The three girls arrived at the Shocktoberfest Haunted House a few minutes before midnight and proceeded to sign in designating their choice of dress/undress, prude, lewd or nude. The two older girls hesitated and seemed to be blushing. They whispered to Brenda that they were too shy and it took a lot of guts to get totally naked. This little psychological stratagem works wonders. Brenda wanted to show them she could be brave and daring, so Brenda signed up as 'nude' and proceeded to strip.

Wanda and Cheryl were effusive in their praise of their 'friend' and started to sign up too. By the time Brenda had removed every stitch of clothing and handed it to the Event Volunteer for safe keeping, her two pals were already down to just their panties and bras. With Brenda's clothes now safely put under lock and key, her friends had a change of heart.

"OMG! " said Wanda, " I can't do this! What if I just go 'Lewd'? I mean you've seen me in my underwear before like in the gym, Cheryl. But I would feel ashamed to strip down more. Please???"

Cheryl, acting all sympathetic and caring replied, "That's okay, Wanda. No shame in backing out when your feelings are concerned. Right, Brenda?"

What could Brenda say? Of course she had to agree

Cheryl continued, "So I want to support you all the way, Wanda. I'm changing my choice to 'Lewd' too! So it looks like were all set, girls. They got our clothes for the next hour and now we can have some fun."

As the trio stepped out of the anteroom and into the main part of the house, Brenda was a bit anxious but also relieved to find the lighting was so dim in the entrance way which was lit only by candles of various sizes and shapes. Some were cradled in short glass candle holders on tables and on the floor. Others, long tapered dinner candles, were sitting in sconces on the walls. In fact, all the electric lighting in the house had been shut down with all breakers off. This added to the scary part of the event.

Of course, for safety, insurance and practical reasons, the dozen or so Event Volunteers carried high-intensity flash lights to deal with any emergency. All the guests knew this and Brenda, for one, was most reassured and not just because low lighting would be less embarrassing for everyone. 'Safety first' was her motto. And that included mental as well as physical safety. She was ready for some fun.

The scary and naked aspect had the desired effect, for sure. For nearly the full hour, the three girls stuck together and bumped into all sorts of typical Halloween gags and paraphernalia, like axe wielding straw scarecrows, several manikins in black hooded robes many of which bore Scream designer Freddy masks. In the dining room the table was set with plates of (rubber) snakes and worms and toads, The stairs all had fake blood dripping down and the bedroom walls were lined with shrunken heads and ghoulish looking pumpkin Jack-o-Lanterns with angry faces.

Brenda was loving it. She had missed out on Halloween fun as a kid because her mother was anti-sugar and thought the holiday physically, if not politically, incorrect. The time was winding down now and an announcement on a PA system warned that the event would be closing in five minutes. Guests were urged to make their way to the foyer to collect their gear.

But at Wanda and Cheryl's urging, the trio made their way to the basement through a door clearly marked " DANGER NO ADMITTANCE ". Brenda stopped in her tracks. Time was running out to get their clothes and 'Rules were rules!', another Brenda aphorism, and the sign was clear. But her two pals just laughed and derided their younger companion for her naiveté.

"This is all part of the game, silly!" declared Wanda. "They want us to push the edge here. The scare challenge is no challenge at all if you just play it safe and besides, this is the only room we haven't seen. It's probably just more manikins with Freddy masks and fake guts and stuff. "Come on, Brenda ... unless you don't have the guts to have fun. " That last cutting comment was delivered with a sneer. In a lighter tone, Cheryl begged Brenda to not spoil their fun, "C'mon, we'll just take a peek.""

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