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Holliest of Holidays

Ahh, Halloween. All Hallows Eve. The Night of the Witches.

Here in New York, we have a huge parade up 6th avenue. The parade itself is actually fantastic, with incredible creativity, amazing contests, and lots of crazy sexy exhibitionists living it up like there’s no tomorrow. There are also crowds pressed up against the police barricades. And then there’s me, second in line at those barricades, pressed up hard against the poor helpless woman who just wanted, and fought for, a good spot to take photos. I started off slow, or as slow as I could, considering the crowd really was pressing me from behind as well. But soon enough, I was accidentally hitting her ass with my hand. There were huge numbers of cops on hand. They were looking for terrorists, not frotteurs/chikan, but I didn’t want to take any chances. I know New York cops do arrest in crowds like this. They nabbed a father son chikan duo at the Radio City Music Awards a few months ago. So I was careful. I started slow. I started, in fact, with my hand in my front pocket, but turned around, palm out, feeling up her lovely young ass. She was probably about twenty. Likely an NYU student, maybe a photography student; she really was shooting rolls and rolls of film as I palmed her ass, and eventually started gyrating my dick into it. She wore moderately tight-fitting corduroy and a heavy cotton turtleneck. Not ideal, and certainly not a costume. No, she didn’t compare to the woman in the sexy-fireman outfit. Holy shit! A tight t-shirt slit down the top between her breasts so that they pulled the t-shirt apart at the slit. Must have had some special type of bra on, because beautiful perfect breasts like hers don’t just stand up like that on their own. But I couldn’t see any bra.

But I’ve gotten distracted; more on my firefighter later. Back to photo-girl. She’s leaning over her photo bag which she’s placed on top of the barricade. I reach around to “steady myself” on the barricade, and slowly, slowly, inch my hand underneath her leaning breast. I get quite close, so that I’m feeling the material. I move in slightly more. Bit by bit. I’m now pressing gently against the side of her breast. She is staring intently through her viewfinder, framing the perfect shot. I’ve got my dick pressed into that ass, and my hand pressing the side of her breast. She shifts her upper body to the left a few inches, perhaps trying to escape my hand, perhaps trying to get a different view; who knows? But my hand goes with her. Then, I sing praises to the Spirit of Halloween, she shifts back, right onto my hand. I hold my breath. Her breast is sitting right in my hand. I ejaculate into her ass. But the parade is about to end, and I want to get someone sexier. I give the tit a squeeze and flee.

As the parade ends, I get caught in the crowd. The thick crowd. The streets are closed off, cops everywhere, herding people onto the sidewalks. But the sidewalk is also divided by barricades dividing the people. I get in behind the tiniest little Asian hottie I think I’ve ever seen. She must have been 4’6” Just tiny. With little pert breasts. We were moving very slowly, maybe a step every ten seconds or sow. I bent my knees and got my dick into her ass with some difficulty. She was definitely bothered by it, but what could she do? She was talking Japanese to her friend, and I wondered if she was telling her. Apparantly not, so I got braver. I cupped her ass. She sort of shook my hand away. I reached around front and brushed her breast, which was small and tight. She turned her shoulder to get rid of me. Deciding to go for it, I reached around again and just grabbed it. She tried to turn again, but I held on. I was really squeezing quite hard, I mean I really had a hold of it. She sort of shook around and I finally let go. She was trying to move faster, but couldn’t. Finally, I bent my knees way down, grabbed both her hips, and just thrust my dick right into her ass, ground it around for five seconds or so, then let her get away.

I’ll write about the awesome parties later. But a quick preview: I wear a sheet tied around my neck, billowing out all around me, covering my entire body, and a face mask. I’ve got my arms and hands inside the sheet. Every woman I see in the crowded bars brushes by me, unavoidably rubbing against me. What they don’t know is that they’re rubbing past my hands, not my body. Women tend to turn their backs to a man’s front, though. So later in the night I get the bright idea of standing with my back to the place where everyone squeezes through, and reaching my arm and hand aroud behind my back, and squeezing. They think they’re brushing by my back, but then their tits are getting squeezed. Must have been confusing for them. (I had the thought that to really perfect this, the costume would be a mask that was worn facing the other way, so that people thought my front was my back. Then they’d be squeezing by right in front of me and I’d be grabbing them and they’d have no idea what was going on. They’d probably think it was some guy standing next to me.) And then the Yankees win that amazing 3rd game, and bedlam breaks out, screaming and jumping. And, you guessed it, titty grabbing and grinding in the tumult.

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