"What is the kinkiest sex you have ever had?" an IF fan asked me recently.

 

Well, I thought about that for a moment... because I have done some pretty slutty stuff so far in this life... but the top of the list must be fucking in a graveyard.

 

It was a Halloween prank with a former boyfriend (yes my current boyfriend already knows: yes I have no secrets, and no shame).  Dominum nostrum. 

 

I had been drinking with friends... this was back East a few years ago... and we had not planned on anything for Halloween.  Then my boyfriend says, "Okay, trick or treat, everyone suggest a dare."  People come up with several lame ideas until a friend says, "Let's have an orgy in the local graveyard by the church."  All our friends recoil in horror, "No," says one, "That would be sooo disrespectful of the dead."

 

I reply, "How the heck can it be disrespectful of them... because they won't know.  They are dead!"   The comment struck me as being soooo illogical.  "It's like the expression, 'you can't have your cake and eat it too."  I add, "Well, if you can't EAT the cake, what's the point of having it at all?"

 

But our friends have already started leaving the bar... so I turn to my boyfriend and say, "Let's fucking do it, dude.. and tell them about if afterward on facebook...lol"

 

My boyfriend gives me a look in the eyes that means yes he agrees.  Of course, I was going to also tag along the guy who made the original suggestion but I figured my boyfriend (then, like now) wasn't into a male 3 some.

 

We drive to the church cemetary.   This is a quaint town outside Boston.  The church has been there since the 18th century and there are no lights, and on this night there is almost no moon.

 

"Pretty dark and spooky," says my boyfriend as we park the car.

 

"Yes, babe, and fucking romantic too!"  I reply.

 

Little did I know that he would be closer to the truth before the night was over...LOL.

 

My boyfrend... Dave is his name (well his name here)... takes out a blanket from the trunk and lays it on the hood of the car in preparation.

 

"WTF," I say to Dave.  "We do the full dare, babe.. on a grave... or it's nothing!"

 

Dave was a little intimiated by me normally... I guess that's why the relationship didn't last... and here he fell into line, picked up the blanket and asked, "Ok babe which of these ancestors you wanna fuck."

 

"Dude," I corrected him, "I  wanna fuck YOU.  It's just going be on some dead tombstone, right!'"

 

I felt the romance evapourating quickly...

 

But then he threw the blanket down on the first slab, laid it out and said, "Fuck, babe, you are always such a hot chick, and I am getting so horny now."  He opened his pants fly and his big dick flew out in the faint moonlight.

 

"Now you are talking!" I replied, and I pulled my top over my head, he uncoupled my bra, and I stepped out of the shorts I was wearing.. with no panties underneath... (Yeah, right, I expected action that night).  I stood in the low moonlight a moment, casting faint shadows across the grass into the blackness beyond.

 

Dave grabbed my arms and pulled me onto the blanket.  I noticed it was covering a large slab with a headstone that I could not read.  I grabbed Dave's cock and began to suck it.. at first slowly.. and then with more intensity.. he moaned into the moonlight.

 

We lay down 69 on the blanket.  The summer air was humid and sultry.  I could smell Dave's sweat... always a turn on for me... I luv a guy's sweat

 

As we were doing 69, Dave says, I wanna do you hun, right now... I am so horny.

 

His cock had grown so big in my mouth, I know he is for real.  When Dave gets aroused, his cock gets REALLY hard... and I luv a hard cock .

 

"Ok Babe, I reply" 

 

And then, from nowhere, flashlights descend on us.  ""There, they are," says someone loudly in the dark.

 

Dave and I panic.  We grab our clothes, or at least some of them, and head to the car.  We hear a dog bark loudly close by.

 

"Oh, no, shit!" I exclaim.  I fear dogs.

 

We reach the car just before people and dogs descend around us, shouting and barking... Fortunately, the car starts first time and we drive through the surrounding group and away to the main road.

 

"Fuck, that was close," Dave says, "Whose stupid idea was that?"

 

"One of our friends," I reply.

 

"Who also is NOW an enemy," Dave replies.

 

We have never seen that guy again... or even been into that town.

 

That person has become a Halloween ghost for us ... but I still wanna go into a graveyard again... another time... I am such a dirty slut.. hee .. hee

 

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