Halloween Contest: Corn Maze Thrills

[bigben]

My “friend” Sam has been the object of my desires for as long as I can remember. I use the word friend in quotations because I’m pretty sure she hates me after my recent actions against her. And she doesn’t even know the full story.

I’m your typical invisible geeky high school dude. Not really good at anything, unless video games count. Sam is the girl I’ve put on my pedestal. And I’m certainly not the only guy to do that. She’s gorgeous and innocent. There’re probably “hotter” girls out there, but none of them have that girl-next-door appeal that Sam possesses. I’m self-aware enough to know she’s out of my league – probably out of the league of every single guy at our school. But I still treasure every smile, laugh, or even small acknowledgement she grants my way.

I’ve had an “in” with Sam since we were young as we go to the same small church. This has perhaps led me to believe I have a sliver of a chance with her. Which hasn’t been healthy for me. I’ve turned away relationships and my entire schedule revolves around trying to spend more time with a girl who has definitely never thought about me in a romantic way.

Sam’s always been kind to me. She’s nice to everyone. But I do notice she’s always more open with me when the “popular” kids aren’t around. Whenever we’re at school, she’ll smile at me, but doesn’t ever say much beyond “hey.” Which is fine. None of the other hot girls even acknowledge my existence. Or if they do, it’s to say something bitchy.

Anyway, due to the pandemic, this past summer was long and boring. We typically have a lot of summer stuff going on through our church youth group, such as swimming, car washes, or whatever. I’ll never forget the first time I saw Sam in her bikini at a water park outing we had the past year.

When we were in elementary school, I always thought Sam was pretty, even if I hadn’t had any sexual feelings toward girls at that time. She had flawless soft, olive colored skin with big, dark-brown eyes. Her hair was dark and curly. I had stopped going to church stuff for a while as the older guys were always kind of douchebags to me and the youth leaders never did anything about it. Once they graduated, I decided to return during Sam and I’s junior year. It was one of these first times back that I had fully appreciated the woman she had grown into.

When she stripped off her t shirt and jean shorts at the water park, I nearly came in my swim trunks. I wasn’t used to seeing girls like this, as I never got invited to swim parties. Her tan skin contrasted with her bright yellow bikini. Her shoulders and waist were narrow and her smallish-sized tits sat upright on her chest. Her legs were athletic and toned, from playing on the soccer team. Her ass was larger, and perkier, than I could tell in her regular clothes.

I tried to be subtle about sneaking peaks at her, but she definitely caught me doing so. That’s okay though, at least we’re the same age. I’m sure she caught some of the youth leaders doing it as well, and they’re ten years older than us. From that moment on, I regretted skipping church activities over the past few years and made sure I would never do so again.

Flash forward to this past summer and to my dismay, there were no bikini sightings. We had a few Zoom get togethers which was fine, but not the same. Once summer ended and our schools started back up in person, things have been back to (almost) normal.

The weather has become crisper and the leaves have changed signaling the start of fall. Luckily, our football team cannot have fans in the stands, which has limited their popularity. Sam, however, has never been more popular (at least that’s what I thought) as she was nominated to our Homecoming court.

I was disappointed in this, as there was a part of me thinking that she was “my secret.” This was bullshit of course, as guys are guys and there’s no way they hadn’t noticed a girl like Sam. And if by some chance some guy hadn’t noticed her, they surely did when she walked out in her sky-blue homecoming dress, which showed off her tan skin and slight cleavage as well as her long wavy hair. She looked like a Disney Princess for God’s sake.

It came as no surprise she was crowned queen. I didn’t go to the dance of course, but made sure to congratulate her first thing on the Monday after. I cherished her bright smile and “thanks!” for the rest of that week.

At the end of the week, we had a church youth get together and I was ecstatic to have some close time with Sam as I could talk about the dance with her. That would surely make her happy. Alas, she was ill and did not show up to the gathering. A couple of other popular girls from our school, however, did show up.

Jess and Katie aren’t my favorite people in the world but they’ve never been outright mean to me. And they do actually talk to me, though I guess that’s because they’ve known me for so long and I’m one of the few guys from our school that still goes to our church meetings with them.

Jess is hot. She’s a cheerleader with black hair and freckles. She probably spends too much time tanning which I’m sure she’ll regret down the line. Katie is a bigger girl. She has a cute face but I suspect the real reason she’s popular is because how loud and outgoing she is.

“So, I heard Sam caught mono from Jason last week.” Katie said, when our counselors weren’t around. Jason was crowned homecoming king. He’s always been a dick to me, but is nice to the girls and they fall for his shit. My heart plummeted hearing this.

“No way, Jason was at school all week.” Jess said.

“But they were sucking face all night that night.” Katie replied. Fuck! My fears were confirmed.

“Still can’t believe she won Queen.” Jess said. “What do dudes see in her? She’s prude as shit. Prolly hasn’t even seen a penis.”

Katie laughed. “I don’t know. Her curly hair is nasty too. I’m sure she has a big ol’ bird’s nest downstairs.”

“Bahahaha!” Jess burst out laughing. “Yeah, Jason’s already moved on. Heard he hooked up with that sophomore ho with big tits they’re all obsessed with last night.”

“ahh yeah that Kimberly chick. Not surprising.”

I didn’t wanna bring up the irony of them making fun of Sam for being prude and then turning around and making fun of Kimberly for being a ho. I just kept quiet, as I always do in these situations.
A couple weeks passed and we had a hayride and corn maze scheduled for our Church Halloween party. Sam was back at school and I was excited. I asked her if she was going to be at the youth gathering.
“Sure am!” She replied, brightly.

“Cool, see ya there.” I said awkwardly. And that was enough to get me through the week.

The Saturday night came and I was surprised to see Jess and Katie there as well. I guess their parents made them. They made a few comments bitching about how “lame” this was gonna be.

Sam showed up wearing her letterman’s jacket and soccer sweat pants. Her chestnut hair was pulled up in a high and tight pony tail. Her dressed-down attire made me feel foolish for spending so much time on my outfit, which, even so, ended up being only a polo shirt and jeans. Despite that seeming simple, I had changed shirts at least 4 times before settling on this one.

“You look nice, Ben.” Sam greeted me. I guess she did notice I was dressed nicer than usual. Not sure if this was a good thing, or embarrassing for trying too hard, but at least she was talking to me.
All in all, there were 8 of us going on the ride. We loaded up into the trailer stacked with hay and set off toward the corn maze. Jess and Katie had sour looks throughout the ride, but still attempted to talk with Sam. They weren’t happy she was back, attracting the attention from all the guys. Even though none of the guys present were what you would call “popular.”

We arrived at the maze which seemed to be out in the middle of nowhere in the field. I couldn’t even see the barn or any buildings from how far out we were.

“Alright guys, I’ll let you split up into small groups of three, then let’s meet back here in about an hour.” Our youth counselor announced.

I was too slow. Jess and Katie immediately latched on with Sam and I didn’t wanna appear desperate. I grouped up with two brothers from another school who I got along with pretty well.
We made our way into the maze and at first, I tried to tail the girls closely, but eventually it became too obvious as Jess and Katie continued to look back, see us, and then speed up. It didn’t take long for them to lose us in the middle of the maze.

The brothers and I made our way through the corn. We hadn’t seen or heard anyone else for about fifteen minutes when suddenly we heard a shriek, that sounded like Sam.

“Ahhh! Stop! What are you guys doing?! Stop! Please!” Is what I thought I heard. The three of us rushed to the sound.

We were at a dead sprint, when BAM! We crashed into people at the corner.

“Oww!” A female voice cried out. When I came to, I noticed it was Jess and Katie that we crashed into.

They stood up giggling. “Sam’s in her GERR-ANNY PANTIES!” Katie sung. She took off cackling away from us.

The brothers and I looked at one another and I could see the enthusiasm in their eyes as I’m sure they could see mine. “C’mon!” They said and I wasted no time hurrying after them in the opposite direction that Katie and Jess had came from.

We sprinted for a bit before slowing ourselves down. We no longer heard Sam screaming as I’m sure she was trying to not attract attention to herself. One of the brothers held his finger to his lips, directing us to be as quiet as possible. Finally, we heard her…

“Guys, C’mon!” Sam whispered. She was close. The three of us ducked into the corn. “Haha guys! You got me! Please give my stuff back before someone sees me! We’re all gonna get in trouble!” Her footsteps neared us…

My heart was beating out of my chest as I tried to remain as calm as possible hidden in the husks. But then, there she was. Gorgeous as ever, Sam ducked into our site from around the corner. She was hunched over but we could still appreciate her tanned skin. She wore white bra and underwear with polka dots or maybe hearts? – definitely not granny panties, though not too revealing either. Her hair was still tied up in her ponytail and whomever stripped her allowed her to keep her socks and tennis shoes on.

One of her arms was draped over her chest and the other over her lower half. She continued to whisper furiously at the culprits, which were nowhere to be found. Luckily, the three of us guys had the same idea, which was NOT to help Sam. At least not yet.

She tiptoed past us and out of site. Once we felt safe, we crept out from our hiding place and crept after her.

“BOO!” Jess snuck up and startled me.

“Jesus Jess!” I cursed at her.

“Hey, hey this is a church outing!” She replied, laughing.

“You pervs really aren’t gonna help your golden girl?!” Katie mocked. “Who knows, you may get a little peck on the cheek if you save her!” She laughed.

“Or maybe….a peck on your little peckers!” Jess laughed hysterically.

“Haha as if!” Katie said.

“Did you guys do this?” I asked.

“Did you guys do this!” Katie mocked in a high pitch voice. “We would never!...Hey I got an idea, you boys wanna see your first real life Va-gin-a?” She said it like a toddler.

The brothers and I looked at each other, knowing we couldn’t say “yes” to this, but also knowing we weren’t gonna say no either. We just stood there stupidly, and hopefully.

“Hahaha yeah you do! I see that look in your eyes you little horndogs.” Katie said. “What do you think Jess?”

“Let’s give em a little show.” She answered. And just as quick as they came, they were gone. Tearing through the maze toward Sam.

We sprinted after them. It didn’t take long for them to catch up to a pair of people dressed in all black and wearing masks. One had on a werewolf mask and the other was wearing a clown one. Kate and Jess whispered to them before running and hiding. The masked figures advanced on the tiptoeing Sam. And they wasted no time once they did. We ducked back into the corn and watched in anticipation…
“Oh Gosh there you guys are! C’mon give them back to me please!” Sam pleaded.

“Nope!” One of the masked people (which we realized were girls by the voice) grabbed Sam’s wrists and locked them behind her back. The other girl unhooked Sam’s bra and tore it off her top.

“Oh my… SERIOUSLY?!” Sam shrieked. Her bare back was facing us and she had a distinct bikini tan line. She began wiggling around, desperately trying to break free of the girl’s grasp. But the girl was too big and too strong. And then the real show began. The other girl hooked her fingers into the waistband of Sam’s panties and whisked them down to her knees. Sam spread her knees out, trying to stop the inevitable, but the material began tearing. “STOP! STOP! They’re ripping!” She pleaded. It didn’t matter. Werewolf girl kept pulling, and soon, the panties were around Sam’s ankles and she was forced to step out of them to save herself from tripping.

Clown girl was still blocking our view of much at this point but she quickly stepped away laughing hysterically. Sam’s beautiful bare ass was exposed for us. She had striking tan lines around it which made it even hotter to me. She moved her arms to cover herself and sprinted away from the girls. Her perky white ass entranced us as it bounced back and forth in the moonlight. She disappeared around the corner and we came out from our hiding spots just as the masked girls ran past us, laughing out of their minds, now with Sam’s underwear in their arms.

“She’s butt-ass-naked for you boys!” The clown screamed delightfully. And once again, they disappeared. We sprinted after poor Sam and slowed down once we got closer. Nothing had to be said but it was clear all three of us had the same idea – get some looks, and THEN help her out.

We turned the corner, and there that ass was again. Peach-shaped and bare, it jiggled adorably with each step Sam took. We had to be careful to not alert her. We crept silently until we ducked back into the safety of the crops.

Sam was moving slowly, until she wasn’t at all. She turned back around to face us. Despite not knowing we were present, she did a frustratingly good job of shielding her boobs and vag from us. I welcomed the frontal view of her tan lines, but the rest was shadows and fingers. Nonetheless, I was rock hard and my hand found its way into my pants.

One arm stayed draped across her rack while the other hand cupped her pussy. She remained slightly bent forward as those big dark eyes now showed worry. “Please guys! What the heck!” She whispered. She was getting closer.

“CAWWW!” A crow shrieked and flew out directly across from us. I nearly fainted due to already being so nervous. Sam jumped up as well. My reaction was late, but I’m pretty sure I caught a view of her nips before she readjusted herself. Once she did, she continued walking right on past us. Her uncovered ass looked so soft and smooth up-close.

Sam turned the corner out of site again. The three of us emerged from the corn and followed. The scene we caught up to perplexed us. Sam was bent over and appeared to be reading a note. There was a shining metal object of some sort in front of her but I couldn’t tell what it was. We snuck back into hiding places.

“Oh my Gosh, seriously?!” Sam said aloud. “Guys c’mon this is ridiculous! Is this what this is all about?” She continued to whisper. I’m not sure why she thought anyone could hear her. At the time, I also wasn’t sure what Sam’s last question was about but I quickly realized.

The object lying in front of Sam was a tiara. She had now stood up taller and placed the tiara on her head. With hands still desperately clutching her charms, she spun around and did a 360 with the crown on. “Happy!?” She whispered, angrily. Her face was beet red with embarrassment.

But Katie, Jess, and their friends were not happy. The clown reappeared from around the corner. She carried another note, along with a box. She placed the box a few feet in front of Sam on the ground. Sam turned to face her, and made the mistake of instinctively reaching for the package. When she did, the clown took her phone out and filmed Sam with her tiara on and her breasts briefly exposed.

“Hey!” Sam yelled. The masked figure ran off laughing. Sam kept one hand over her crotch as she read the new note. We, of course, could only view her ass and were getting hungry for more. “No!” Sam yelled. “I’m not doing that. No way!”

For a moment, she kneeled on the ground in thought. After a few minutes, she must’ve realized she had no other options but to comply. She reached into the box…and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
She attached the handcuffs to her wrists and locked them in place. She stood up nice and tall once again. Now, she would have to make a choice. She chose her bottom half. Her handcuffed hands remained in place to cover her puss. She did another 360. Finally, Sam naively exposed her cute little titties to us. They weren’t big, but they were perky with small light brown nipples. They didn’t move much as she spun around.

“See?!” Sam said, once she completed her spin.

Despite being nervous, I remained hard as a brick and at this point was discretely stroking my cock under my pants. And that’s when the unthinkable happened.

One of the masked girls must’ve noticed what I was doing from wherever she was watching. She gave me a hard push from the side and screamed “Here’s Boner Boy!”

I stumbled out into the middle of the maze clearing, directly in front of Sam. She shrieked at the site of me. I quickly pulled my hand out of my pants. Red faced with my sympathetics in overdrive, I stood there staring at Sam like an idiot. My stiff dick was clearly visible through my jeans.

Sam stood, slightly turned to the side with her neck turned to see me. Her big bare ass was on full display and I wasn’t shy about staring at it. It took her a few seconds to piece together what was happening.

“Ben!? What….what’re you doing?!.....Were you….watching me?” She asked, to my horror.

“I….uhhh….I” I stuttered, and my eyes continued to not meet hers.

“Please stop looking at me!” She screamed. She began to do this cute thing where she wiggled around and tried to move her handcuffed hands to the back to cover her ass from me. It didn’t take long before she realized it was futile. Then, she had another idea, which may not have been her best. Using her flexibility, she reached her hands down and stepped up and over the handcuffs to maneuver her hands to her back side. She could now cover up the majority of her butt.

She continued to look over her shoulder at me. It was her turn to turn her eyes below my waist and she saw it. “Ohmygosh! You were looking at me?! You’re a pervert!”

Her accusation crushed me. My heart sunk and I felt a load of shame for all I did. But the damage was done.

Suddenly, our youth counselor entered the scene. He was by himself, and was treated to a fully nude view of Sam from the front.

“Oh! SAM!” He put his hand up to his eyes to feign not looking. Yeah right dude I thought. I could tell his eyes were feasting on her from behind his fingers.

“Uggghhhh!” Sam groaned at the entrance of the adult. She impulsively turned around to hide her privates from him, granting me the looks of a lifetime.

My eyes instantly darted down to survey her vagina, which was finally exposed for me in all its glory. It was tan-lined and shaved clean. Don’t get me wrong, it was thrilling to see my lifelong crush’s hot, bald pussy up close, but a part of me was hoping to find a bush. Shaven seems like there’s plans to be seen that way. But whatever, I was the one seeing it now. And it was incredible.

I relished the head-to-toe views. Seeing Sam stand there - her doe eyes desperately pleading, her round little titties jiggling, her bare box on full show – it was too much for my virgin eyes. I felt the warmth coming over me, and the threshold had been passed. “Oh no…nooo…nooo!” I moaned. But there was nothing I could do. I felt the cream running down my thighs. I finally took my eyes off Sam and looked down at the large wet spot in my jeans.

“OHMYGOD!” Sam said once she saw it. “OHMYGOD!” She repeated. “Gross! Gross! So gross!” She turned to the side to hide as much as she could from the counselor and myself.

But the masked girls weren’t done yet. One them came running out with Sam’s letterman jacket and threw it over the naked girl’s shoulders. I stood there in shame, like a fucking moron instead of getting out of there before it was too late.

The masked girl took out her phone and began filming Sam from behind, making sure to capture the name on the back of the jacket. She then turned the camera on me and my messed-up jeans before running in front of Sam in attempts to capture some full-frontal shots.

“No! No! Seriously get away from me!” Sam squirmed around in buck naked humiliation. The girl ran away cackling before the counselor could grab her.

Since I was post-nut, prolonging Sam’s exposure was no longer on my mind. I etched in my last looks and offered her my jacket but she turned me away.

“NO! Just get away from me!” She snapped. “I have my own jacket on.”

“Sam, hang tight, I’ll run and get you a blanket.” The counselor said. His eyes snuck some glimpses.

“Okay.” She said feebly.

“Ben, can you make sure no one else comes and sees her.” He asked. I nodded. Sam said nothing to this, but looked disgusted.

I don’t know what happened to the two brothers I was with, but they never came out of the husks for closer views. They probably saw what happened to me and got the fuck out of there. I wasn’t going to rat them out.

The counselor returned shortly after with the towel and quickly wrapped it around Sam’s waist. He closed his eyes and then fumbled around with her jacket and buttoned it up.
“Alright guys here’s the deal, they’re gonna drive the others back to the entrance and then come back for us. Figure it would save you guys some further….uhhh….”

“Embarrassment!?” Sam asked, angrily.

“Well, yeah.” He said.

About fifteen minutes later we got the signal that the truck was back for us. When walking out of the maze, we found all of Sam’s clothing scattered on the ground along with the handcuff keys. The counselor picked them up and uncuffed her. No questions were asked, and I didn’t get to witness any of this, but I’m sure the counselor got some good up-close looks while he was helping Sam out with everything.

A couple of weeks have passed since then and I have yet to see the videos of Sam or myself that the girls took. I’ve thought about asking to pay Katie for it but they’ve been teasing me pretty hard about my cumming incident. It seems like they didn’t tell anyone else what happened, prolyl to stay out of trouble. I don’t even think Sam knows they were involved.
I still have yet to talk to Sam since that day and she avoids eye contact anytime she sees me in the hallways. Whatever, half a year of pandemic school left and then I’m outta this town for good. But I’ll never forget Sam’s bare-naked body and her humiliation!

[Executionus]

Fun story. I got a kick out of Sam's futile struggle of trying to keep important parts covered from viewers in multiple directions while her hands were cuffed.

[mikewozere]

Very hot story, thanks

[enffan69]

This is a great story and reminds me of some of the old board stories. Nice job!