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Naughty Nurse Teases Him at a Halloween Party
🕑 Added 2025-10-24 04:49:54 +0000 UTCSarah likes to tease a man...and sometimes to deny him entirely. She also likes to dress in revealing costumes for Halloween, which makes it the perfect night to lure a man into a wealth of teasing pleasure, like she did at a Halloween party two years ago. The story of that night goes as follows...
Sarah's been called a cock tease. The phrase has been tossed at her like it's a bad thing, as if she should be ashamed for arousing a man and refusing to provide him with the stimulation that puts him over the top and leads to a fountain of hot cum spurting from his throbbing cock.
When she was younger, Sarah was often conflicted about her desire to tease men's cocks without going all the way to completion. It always left her tingling between her legs to do so, but so many of the men she teased found it frustrating and often weren't shy about expressing their frustration and disappointment.
Now, though, Sarah is no longer conflicted. Sarah knows what she wants, what she likes, what she craves, what gets her off. The only difference is that she's gotten better at spotting the sort of man that fits her desires. The sort that likes it when he's with a tease, that finds it thrilling to be brought to the edge of climax and then denied.
Every so often Sarah stumbles upon a man that finds the tease and denial play even more arousing than she does. Even rarer is a man that gets off on tease and denial play and seems worthy of being her boyfriend.
This story is about one such man. The events depicted unfolded on October 31st, 2023 at a party held by one of Sarah's closest friends.
As you might expect from a woman that likes to tease, Sarah's always been into revealing Halloween costumes. Some might even call them slutty, though she's never been fucked on Halloween so she wouldn't categorize her style of costume in that manner.
On this particular Halloween, Sarah selected a nurse costume of the revealing variety. Her rather large breasts were prominently on display, as were her thighs, owing to the shortness of the bottom half of the skimpy dress that made up most of her costume. Sarah paired it with a set of red fishnets and shiny red heels and of course her lips were done in a lovely shade of red lipstick.
She drew scornful looks from some of the women at the party, though many of her friends opted for equally alluring costumes. A few women offered lustful looks - those of the bisexual and lesbian persuasion - and almost all the men directed lustful stares at Sarah's breasts.
In Sarah's experience, men that stared at her breasts for more than a few moments were not the type that would enjoy a tease. Those that glanced, though, went on a mental list for further exploration. Sarah would work her way down that list. She would approach the man that glanced. She would flirt a little. She would touch his arm. She would ask him to do something for her - get a drink, fetch something else for her - and she would pay attention to his body language.
The ones that seemed a little shy and that were slightly lacking in confidence were almost always the ones that were up for being teased. On this particular Halloween, though, Sarah found herself drawn to a man that approached her without hesitation or embarrassment.
He wore doctor's scrubs and had a stethoscope around his neck. His arms were well-muscled and quite visible thanks to the short sleeves of his top and she saw dark, thick hair peeking out from under the scrub cap that completed his outfit. He glanced at her breasts and she noted a touch of embarrassment on his face after he'd done so, as if he felt bad for staring.
"They're quite spectacular, aren't they?" she asked, calling him out on staring.
"They are," he admitted with a chuckle. "Sorry for staring."
She briefly brushed her fingers against his arm. "No need to apologize, and you barely glanced."
Sarah bit her lower lip and inched closer to him. He leaned back for a moment and then corrected his posture. She let her fingers rest against his arm for a few seconds and then ran them towards his hand. Their fingers entwined for a few seconds and Sarah watched him hold his breath.
She lifted the stethoscope over his head, placed it in her ears, and held it against his chest. The sound of his pounding heart filled her ears and she smiled.
"Your heart is racing," she said softly.
"I know."
"Is that because of me?"
"Yes."
She released her grip on the chest piece and the thumping of his heart faded. Sarah boldly ran her fingers over the bulge in his scrubs and leaned in to kiss his neck. He moaned and his cock grew harder as she gripped him and offered a few slow strokes.
"You're very handsome," she whispered. "And you seem to be in excellent shape."
He moaned softly.
"I'd like to do a more thorough examination, though. Would you be willing to accompany me to a more private exam room?"
"I'd be willing to do just about anything for you."
Sarah took his hand and they wound their way through the party and up the stairs. She stepped into the first open bedroom and locked the door behind them. He moved to kiss her but she placed a hand on his chest and pushed back.
"You're dressed like a doctor, but I'm in charge," she said.
His hands fell to his sides and he smiled. "Of course."
"First, what's your name?"
"Peter."
"Well, Peter, I'm Sarah. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"You too."
She reached out and tugged on the knotted white string that held up his scrubs. The knot came apart and she pushed his pants down, revealing navy blue boxer briefs with a wondrous bulge in them.
Sarah bit her lower lip as she caressed the bulge. "When was the last time you got your cock sucked, Peter?"
"It's been...shit, I think it's been more than a year."
Sarah's lips found his neck for a series of soft kisses as her hand moved into his underwear. She stroked his rigid shaft and asked, "Would you enjoy it if I sucked your cock, Peter? Would you enjoy the feel of my lips and tongue working this glorious, stiff dick of yours until you unloaded in my hungry mouth?"
He moaned. "Fuck...yes...I'd fucking love that."
Sarah fell to her knees and slowly leaned in, entirely bypassing his stiff cock to kiss his thigh on one side before moving to the other.
"Fuck, Sarah...please..."
"Do you want me to suck your cock?"
"Yes...please..."
She parted her red lips and moved towards the head of his cock. She got close enough that he could probably feel the warmth of her breath against the plump head. Then she stood up, denying him that which he sought.
"You didn't really think I'd just get on my knees for you, did you?" she asked. "I could have any man I want at this party. Even the married ones."
Peter looked confused and a little frustrated and it was the frustration that made Sarah's pussy wet. He said nothing, though, which she took as an encouraging sign. His reward was to feel her fingers around his cock, to feel her stroking him as her lips found his neck once more. This time, though, she sucked hard on his flesh, doing so in the manner of a horny teen interested in leaving a hickey.
When Sarah pulled away she saw that she'd left the intended mark, that he'd wake up with a slight bruise the next morning, that he'd look in the mirror and see the mark as a memory of the naughty nurse he'd met at the party the night before.
"You wouldn't happen to have a condom, would you?" she asked.
Peter shook his head, though Sarah saw the excitement in his eyes, no doubt spurred on by the idea that she was interested in fucking him.
"Well, we are in a bedroom. Check the drawers. You never know."
Sarah yanked open the nightstand drawer while Peter moved to the other side of the bed. She found nothing and moved to the dresser against the wall. She was absolutely invading someone's privacy, but she had no interest in anything other than finding a condom to have some fun with.
"Jackpot!" Peter said.
Sarah spun around to see him holding a box of condoms. She spotted a dildo in the drawer and smiled.
"Take out the toy, too," she instructed.
Peter pulled the rather lengthy sex toy from the drawer and set it on the nightstand along with the condoms. Sarah hurried towards the bed and crawled on her hands and knees towards the man with the thick, throbbing cock. Peter stared, of course, but any man would have stared at a beautiful nurse with big tits crawling towards him.
Sarah reached out like she wanted his cock but quickly redirected her hand to pluck the toy from the nightstand. She turned it on to test its power and was impressed at the speed of the vibrations. Sarah then held the toy against the tip of Peter's cock and listened to him moan. Precum poured from the head and she coated the toy in it before turning off the vibrations.
"You make quite a lot of precum," she noted.
"I'm really turned on."
Sarah sat back on her knees and held up the dildo. She smiled and looked at Peter. "I want you to suck this toy clean."
He stared at the dildo, which was slick with his precum. "Really?"
She nodded. "Crawl into this bed and suck this toy clean. Suck this beautiful rubber cock clean. Suck it clean knowing that it has absolutely fucked someone's pussy, though I couldn't tell you who."
Peter crawled into the bed and sat back on his knees. He reached out and ran his fingers over Sarah's thighs, inching slowly towards her pussy and studying her face, no doubt to garner her reaction at his touch.
"That feels good," she said, "but you're not permitted to touch my pussy unless I say so, and I'm not going to give you that permission until I see this cock in your mouth."
He smiled, though Sarah could see he was uncomfortable with the notion of calling the toy a cock.
"Do it," she whispered. "Suck it and I'll make you feel good, Peter. Suck this cock and I'll make you feel so good."
Sarah was venturing into a form of play she'd never tried before and her pussy tingled delightfully. Her nipples were rock hard, too, and even the slightest movement offered stimulation as the soft material of her costume brushed against them.
Peter leaned forward and opened his mouth. He boldly held her gaze while his lips engulfed the dildo. Sarah moaned and took his cock in her hand while he sucked the toy clean.
"Does that cock taste good?" she whispered.
"Mmm hmm," he moaned around it.
"Fuck...Peter...this is so much hotter than I thought it would be."
He kept on sucking, no doubt spurred on by her lusty moans and sensual stroking of his stiff cock. Sarah leaned in with the toy still in his mouth and nibbled on his ear lobe before swirling her tongue around it.
"You'd make an excellent cocksucker, Peter," she whispered.
He moaned.
"I'd love to see your soft lips wrapped around a real dick, sucking for me, getting it hard for me, getting it all wet with your spit so it could slide into my tight pussy with ease."
His cock throbbed in her hand.
Awash in lust, Sarah leaned back and pointed towards the box of condoms on the nightstand. "Get one. Put it on the dildo. Right now."
Peter tore open a condom and rolled it down the toy as Sarah held it in her hand. Once the rubber cock was dressed up for play, she moved to her back in the bed, spread her legs, and pointed between them.
"Kiss my thighs," she said. "Kiss my thighs and watch me fuck myself."
Peter laid between her legs and kissed Sarah's thighs as she rubbed the toy over her swollen pussy lips. She pushed the tip between her labia and penetrated herself slowly. She was wet enough that she could hear the gentle sounds of penetration as the dildo moved deeper inside her.
Sarah pulled it free and turned the tip towards Peter. "Will you be a cocksucker for me?"
He nodded. His lips parted. He took the toy into his mouth. He closed his eyes. He sucked on it. Sarah played with her tits and moaned as she watched a man suck dick - a rubber dick, but still - for her pleasure.
"Fuck, Peter, you naughty fucking cocksucker," she said. "Swallow as much of it as you can."
Sarah pushed on the toy and Peter took more into his mouth until he started gagging. She pulled free and he looked up at her and smiled before wiping saliva from his lips and chin.
She plunged the toy back into her pussy and he resumed kissing her thighs. She fucked herself and rubbed her clit. She felt her legs begin to tremble as a massive wave of arousal washed over her.
"I'm cumming!"
Sarah's toes tingled as the orgasm ripped through her. She held the toy as deep in her pussy as it could go and rubbed her clit with gentle pressure until she'd fully climaxed.
"Suck it clean," she said softly while pulling the toy free.
Sarah rested her heels on Peter's ass while he sucked the dildo clean of her juices and a little bit of the thick, creamy white messiness that had leaked out of her.
"Are you still hard?"
He nodded with the toy in his mouth.
"Rub my feet," she instructed.
Peter moved towards the foot of the bed, sat back on his knees, and offered a foot massage that put a smile on Sarah's face.
"Would you like to fuck my feet, Peter?" she asked after a few minutes of blissful rubbing.
"Yes," he answered without hesitation.
Sarah pushed her feet together and he slid his cock between them. She watched the head appear over and over. She watched the looks of pleasure on his face and was quite certain Peter could cum from having sex with her feet, a notion that made her smile.
"Stop," she said.
He looked disappointed, but Peter pulled back. Sarah rolled towards the nightstand and grabbed another condom. She tore it open and crawled to the foot of the bed to roll the rubber down his cock. She kissed him and stroked his throbbing dick in the condom, eliciting a series of moans into her mouth as their tongues mingled.
"Do you want my pussy?" she asked.
"Yes, please."
Sarah was tempted. He had a gorgeous cock and it would feel exceptionally good to have him inside her. She liked the idea of denying him, too.
A knock on the door lured Sarah from her erotic reverie and she turned her head. "Come in," she said as Peter tensed up.
The door opened and a couple dressed as Jane and Tarzan stood in the hallway with dumbfounded looks on their faces, as if they weren't expecting someone to be in the room.
Tarzan reached to close the door but Sarah held up her hand. "Come in," she said. "We'd like to watch, if you don't mind."
Jane took her man's hand and led him into the room despite his obvious misgivings. She closed and locked the door and they started kissing immediately. Tarzan's seeming reluctance disappeared in what must have been a tidal wave of arousal as he quickly sprouted quite the bulge in his loin cloth. He picked up his lady and set her in the bed.
"Let's give them some space," Sarah said as she and Peter moved to stand at the foot of the bed. She took his cock in her hand and stroked him as Jane removed her panties and freed Tarzan's cock from his loin cloth. He was inside her not long after.
"He's getting what you crave," Sarah whispered. "Her tight, wet cunt is his to fuck. His to pound. His to satisfy. His, I presume, to fill with his cum once he's given her the orgasm she craves."
Peter moaned, and so did Jane.
"Are you jealous?"
"Yes," Peter answered.
Sarah cupped his balls and kissed his neck. She sucked once more on the same spot where she'd left a hickey, this time seeking to deepen the color of the mark. Sarah took his balls in her hand and pulled down in a manner she hoped would make him just a little bit nervous.
"Fuck, baby, you fuck me so good!" Jane cried out.
"I'll bet he's better than you," Sarah whispered. "I'll bet he fucks better than you do, Peter. I'll bet he satisfies that tight little cunt of hers better than you ever could."
Sarah was acting on pure instinct in that moment. She'd never watched another couple fuck in person and she'd never teased a man while doing so. She was having a damn good time, though, and she liked challenging Peter's skill and, in a way, his manhood. He responded with a moan and she was certain his dick throbbed in her hand.
"Cum inside me!" Jane cried out.
Tarzan grunted as he fucked her harder. She wrapped her legs around him. Sarah slowed her strokes of Peter's latex-wrapped cock and watched in utter fascination as Tarzan came inside of Jane, who timed her orgasm flawlessly and climaxed right alongside her man.
"He gets to cum in a tight, wet cunt," Sarah whispered between kisses against Peter's neck. "You'll be lucky if I let you cum at all."
Tarzan kissed Jane and pulled out. Her pussy gaped open and a small trickle of cum leaked out of her right away.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Sarah asked.
Peter nodded.
"Can he go down on you?" Sarah inquired of the freshly-fucked young woman in the bed.
She looked at Tarzan, who offered a hazy smile, nodded, and then rolled onto his back and closed his eyes.
"Yes, he can go down on me."
"Eat her messy cunt, Peter," Sarah instructed. "Eat it and I'll jerk you off and give you an orgasm."
Peter looked at her and then back at the messy pussy of the beautiful young woman in the bed. He took a hesitant step forward, sucked in a deep breath of air, and then crawled into the bed, settled onto his stomach, and plunged his tongue inside her.
Sarah sat at the foot of the bed and played with her pussy while running her free hand over the backs of Peter's thighs. She squeezed his ass cheeks and parted them slightly to get her fingers between them. She played with his asshole and listened to him moan. She explored his body like he was her toy, which was pretty close to the truth of it.
"Fuck," Jane said, "He's eating the cum. Fucking hell that's so hot."
"I agree," Sarah replied with a moan. "Don't swallow it all, though. I want a kiss."
Peter devoured the pussy in front of him for a few minutes longer and then sat up, spun around, and sat next to Sarah at the foot of the bed. They kissed - and shared the taste of cum - as she jerked him off with a tight grip, working his cock expertly and bringing him to a thunderous orgasm while their tongues were fully entwined.
The climax seemed to overwhelm him and Peter rested his head in the crook of her neck as Sarah stroked him slowly through the end of his climax, filling the tip of the condom with an impressively-sized load.
"Go down on me," she said.
Peter slid off the bed and onto his knees. He moved between her thighs and tended to her pussy with his tongue, giving Sarah a quick orgasm. She kept him between her legs until he'd given her a second climax and she marveled at how his post-orgasmic cock stayed mostly erect, an impressive feat that made her think he'd be an exceptional sexual partner.
"Thank you," Peter said as he leaned back and smiled up at her. "For everything. This was so fucking hot."
"Agreed," Jane added from the bed.
Sarah looked over her shoulder to see the couple fooling around, with Jane's hand around Tarzan's fully erect cock.
"They're going to play again," she said to Peter. "Maybe we should stick around and play with them."
"I'd like that," he answered.
It looked like the fun was just getting started.
