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Happy Fucking Halloween
by sirhugs (address withheld)
***
A couple of girls attend a frat party on Halloween. (MF,
cpls, orgy, halloween)
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"Happy Halloween," bubbled Cordelia Morgan.
"Fuck Halloween," replied her sister Johanna.
"Happy Fucking Halloween, then. Just what is wrong with
your attitude?"
"Harley has this stupid Halloween party. He really
insists that I go but I have study group early tomorrow.
I guess I have to go, but I just won't stay long."
"But sis, Harley is your new boyfriend. I mean, the
paint isn't even dry on the relationship. You know he
gets all excited every year about his stupid frat's
stupid party. It's the biggest early campus social
event. Remember how upset you were when Mom wouldn't let
you go last year because you were underage? And you
weren't even dating Harley then."
"Well, that was then, this is now. I've never been the
sort of girl to play dress up and I think twenty is a
bit old to learn how."
"Never too late to learn. Or too early to learn about
sex. You are fucking Harley, aren't you?"
Johanna blushed, revealing the truth before she spoke.
"We aren't even officially going steady yet. It's not
like I'm the campus slut or anything."
"And I suppose that you mean that I am?"
"I never said that. I just find it awkward waking up and
finding a strange man in our bathroom. And one morning,
I walked out to get coffee and saw you blowing some
naked guy in the kitchen. I know we agreed when I moved
here from home that visitors were allowed, but we need
to find some way to warn me."
"These things just happen without warning sis. They
could happen to you too if you just loosened up a bit.
College is supposed to be fun. Speaking of which, maybe
I ought to dress up as a nun. Unless you have that role
reserved."
"Nope. No costume for this girl. Harley likes me how I
am."
"Suit yourself," replied Cordelia, at 21 the older of
the two Morgan sisters. "I plan to stay late, so I think
I'll have a little nap first."
"I might as well head over; see if Harley needs set up
help."
It was just a short walk from the apartment which
Johanna now shared with her sister across to the
fraternity house where Harley and his frat brothers
would host the biggest Halloween party in this campus
town. The fact that the girls' father, Dean Morgan was
the college president made even attending the rule
breaking bash awkward for Johanna.
Cordelia had always been the wild child. Johanna ended
up typecast as the good little girl. If Johanna followed
Cordelia's advice, she would be breaking free from all
her upbringing. One little voice told her to go for it,
virginity was no longer a prize and waiting for love was
silly. The sensible voice, oddly, never denied this.
Instead, it reminded Johanna of the need to make the 8
a.m. study group the next morning. Though school came
easy to her, Johanna had an unreasonable fear of failure
driven into her by years of her stern parents telling
her she would end up being a no good tramp like her
sister if she wasted her time on boys and parties.
The fact that Cordelia maintained straight A's just made
Johanna's mother all the more furious, and Johanna all
the more curious.
Cordelia had moved out of the Morgan home in Johanna's
freshman year, after her parents had arrived home early
to discover Cordelia smoking pot with a naked English
professor. Johanna was cowering in her room, shocked
when she had come downstairs early to see Cordelia's
head buried between the professor's wife's thighs as the
older woman licked her husband's fat cock and the star
quarterback fucked Cordelia doggy style.
Despite this, Johanna had been thrilled when Cordelia,
stuck for a roommate, had invited Johanna to spare her
two bedroom apartment. Two years of maturation had
altered Johanna's perception of her sister's activities.
Johanna blushed as she walked towards the frat party,
admitting to herself that the last time, when she walked
into the kitchen and saw Cordelia giving head, she had
not run in terror, but had hidden away to deal with her
urge to drop to the tile beside her sister and demand a
share of a cock that looked tastier than any ice cream
cone Johanna had ever licked.
Johanna paused. She was still processing the other
feelings that had coursed through her breasts and groin
in the few weeks since that incident. Had she really,
watching Cordelia's tongue working, flashed back to the
earlier incident, and wished that Cordelia was licking
her in the same way she had licked the English
Professor's woman?
"No, that just can't be," Johanna insisted to herself,
denying the fury which observing Cordelia's oral
artistry brought to Johanna's fevered masturbation.
Three or more nights a week, Cordelia brought men home,
not counting the afternoon trysts. Johanna had quietly
begun to time her activities not to avoid the
encounters, but rather to wait quietly in her bedroom,
starting to enjoy the thrill of her nipples hardening as
Cordelia's bed bounced against the common wall.
Johanna would caress her breasts, at first stopping
there. Each day seemed to make her bolder, first toying
with her nipples as she felt her thighs dampen. Then
moving the caresses tentatively over here belly. Johanna
knew about masturbation of course, but had never thought
she could do it boldly while another couple copulated
inches away. 'Fucked, not copulated,' Johanna thought,
'Cordelia is right. I do need to be bolder. Just not
tonight.'
She sighed, wishing she could just relax and enjoy
Harley's party the same way she had learned to enjoy
timing the fingering of her labia and the thrusting of
thumb against clit to come simultaneously with her
sister.
When Johanna arrived at the frat house, however, rather
than a pre party set up crew, she encountered frat boys
who obviously had begun partying early. Despite her lack
of costume, the arrival of what a guy dressed as Bill
Clinton labeled 'fresh meat' did not go unnoticed.
"Where is Harley?" Johanna asked, swatting a paw off her
breast. And it was a paw rather than a hand, since it
belonged to a senior dressed as the Cowardly Lion.
Though there was nothing shy about the ten inch erection
poking out of his suit. "My name isn't Dorothy. Why
don't you go fuck a munchkin?"
"Grrrrreat idea," mumbled the drunken giant cat, who
stumbled away.
Though no lights were on in the open concept common room
which took up almost the whole first floor of the frat
house, some light still filtered in the windows.
Darkness was fast approaching. Johanna observed that the
frat boys had set up several clever traps, no doubt to
shock unsuspecting coeds, creating opportunities for
rescue play. Through the open door to the kitchen
Johanna saw a tub full of water with a bag of apples
next to it. She was a bit puzzled why a pair of giant
bottles perched beside the tub.
"If you don't get an apple, you have to drink a shot,"
explained a passing guy dressed like Johnny Depp's
pirate. "It's 100 proof apple schnapps."
"What if you do get the apple?" asked Johanna.
The young man smiled, gold teeth glinting. "Then we gets
a free show darling. The apples are all submerged- we
drilled em, didn't we? So it becomes like our own wee
wet T-shirt contest. Care to try love?"
"No."
"Well, tis a mite early. Have a wee dram or two." He
offered a flask to Johanna. Though she planned not to
drink, needing a clear ahead for the morning, the prate
persisted and she allowed warm rum to coat her lips.
Even that taste sent warmth flooding through her body.
The pirate's free hand crept around her waist and pulled
her close. She felt his insistent erection pressing
through their clothes.
"Ever tasted a wee seaman, love?" he asked.
Johanna struggled free and scooted across to a couch
where she thought she recognized the nerdy frat
treasurer, a studious classmate of Johanna's tolerated
by the frat brothers for his financial smarts. 'He
should know where Harley is,' though Johanna, ignoring
the fact he was dressed as a two headed alien. As she
sat beside him however she couldn't help noticing that
his 'space suit' was equipped with a cartoonish fly out
of which protruded two giant rubber dildos.
"I'm a true two headed alien," he said, noticing Johanna
staring. 'The guys figure lots of little women will want
to sit on my lap tonight." He giggled drunkenly.
Johanna looked to the door way, were a couple of nubile
women dressed in elaborately slutty space costumes of
their own were just arriving. "I think I see your
mates," she told the nerd. "I better go look for
Harley."
Johanna went next to the kitchen, getting groped only
two or three times along the way. It was a spacious
room, designed when the house was a mansion for a
railway baron, big enough to cook for banquets. Tonight,
at first glance, it seemed empty, except for the unused
apple tub. Then Johanna heard giggling. She walked in,
curious. She rationalized that she was still looking for
Harley as she eased open a swinging service door. A
hidden serving pantry still remained between the kitchen
and the common room, originally a space for maids to
remain out of sight but handy during dinner parties.
'How fitting,' Johanna observed as she watched through
the peephole. A coed in an abbreviated French Maid
outfit was on her knees licking a large cock poking out
of a pair of tuxedo pants belonging to the frat's
president. Johanna felt her knees wobble. Her search for
Harley was momentarily forgotten as she lingered, unable
to pull herself away from watching the maid roll her
tongue around the guy's fat pink veiny shaft, and then
start massaging his testes while teasing his pee-slit
with her tongue.
This was so much like what Johanna had seen two years
earlier when she walked in on Cordelia that it brought
all the same mix of emotions to the surface. Disgust,
fear of being seen watching, and curiosity all wrestled
until simple lust won the battle.
Johanna's hand slid instinctively down her belly into
her loose pants. Her middle finger slid effortlessly in
between her damp labia, as the two beside it pulled the
lips wide apart. Johanna started exploring her pussy as
the maid bobbed her head up and down, effortlessly
swallowing the entire length.
Johanna's other hand travelled to her breast and was
busily employed caressing her own nipple. With her head
tossed back, orgasm near, she almost missed seeing a
pair of hands snaking around the chest of the
"gentleman" to pop his shirt buttons and then, long fake
vampire nails twisting his nipples.
He moaned deeply, evidencing sensitive nipples. Johanna
automatically copied the actions of the scantily clad
vampire girl she now saw stuffed in the tiny space
behind the man, who was leaning back against her
overstuffed bosom. Squinting to use all available light,
Johanna saw that the cramped pantry contained not just
three partygoers. A head was buried between the vamp's
thighs, though Johanna could hardly see the body, which
was hidden by legs. Then the vamp leaned back and kissed
a guy trapped between her and the back wall.
As Johanna watched, she deduced form the movements that
his cock was buried in the vamp from behind. Since the
'thigh head' was sucking the vampire's pussy, which was
cock free, Johanna guessed that the cock was up the
vampire's ass. At first, this revolted her, but as she
watched, she felt her sphincter tightening then opening,
in rhythm with the writhing gangbang in the tiny room.
Johanna slowly tried tentatively toying with her anus.
In all her years of masturbating, she had never done
this. She found that it was not the painful thing she
feared. Instead, the sensation of fingers touching
through the thin wall that separated her bottom parts
was extra thrilling. She rotated them in a tango beat,
humming to herself quietly. Soon, the hum became a moan.
Just then, the pantry was flooded with light as the
matching door on the other side swung open. A stream of
gism was spotlighted as it was flying out of the
stranger's cock. The maid was startled and jerked her
head back. Cum coated her nose and chin, dribbling onto
her exposed cleavage and staining her costume.
"What the fuck," the girl exclaimed, jumping up off her
knees. She immediately turned beat red. Johanna now
recognized her, and saw that the guy holding the door
was the maid's boyfriend, a football player. Johanna
wisely stepped away from the door, her orgasm postponed,
as the maid came flying through, tears streaming down
her face, mixing with the milky white evidence of oral
excitement.
She didn't notice Johanna standing there, instead
rushing off into the arms of a valkrie, who Johanna
guessed was her roommate. Rumour had it was that the
valkrie girl was butch and that the 'maid' was bi. The
way they hugged seemed to confirm this.
Johanna turned back towards the pantry. The frat
president had ducked a drunken right jab thrown by the
boyfriend, Johanna could not help giggling at the
shrinking but still damp cock bobbing up and down as the
two guys seemed to dance briefly. The football player
soon shrugged, seemingly satisfied that his cuckolding
was avenged.
"A shame to let that go to waste," said the head on the
floor. Johanna could now she that this belonged to Nigel
Bloom, the head of the English Department. The chubby
red faced balding professor was dressed to type as a
cherub. Without pausing, he crawled the few feet
necessary to press the president against the other wall
and began running his tongue all around the semi hard
spunky shaft, laving it.
Johanna expected the man attached to the cock to reject
the gay advances, so was shocked to see him grab the
professor's hairy ears and pull the older man's face
right against his crotch, initiating a fresh round of
deep-throating.
Like most women, Johanna had always considered gay male
sex unappealing, a total turn off. In the context of
this bizarre evening though, it had a magical quality,
like watching gods at play. Johanna resumed herself
stimulation as she saw the vampire fall to her knees
behind the cherub and lifting his diaper like clothing,
bean fingering his asshole while squeezing his balls.
This attention made the prof squeal like a newborn baby
and he bobbed up and down on the younger guy's cock with
fierce enthusiasm. Meanwhile, Johanna now was able to
see that the other man was not a man at all, but was the
head cheerleader, a dainty southern girl usually dressed
in pink twin sets and pleated skirts.
This Halloween however, the prissy missy was costumed as
a lumberjack, complete with a hard wooden cock jutting
out of her green work pants. This pole was slick with
the sheen from fucking the vamp's ass.
The vampire girl wasted no time grabbing the strap on
and guiding it straight to the Prof's chubby pink ass.
Johanna watched and stroked her pussy, unable to breathe
as the vampire massaged the cherub's cock and balls, and
then started stroking his asshole with a long false
fingernail.
She seemed to want to cause him pain as the edge of the
nail raked the sensitive borders of his anus. Teasing
the hole with the end of the lumberjack's fake cock, the
vampire giggled, and then pulled the cock away just long
enough to slap her professor's ass, spanking him hard.
"Keep sucking, slut," the vampire instructed the man.
She then grabbed the base of the lumberjack's fake cock
and rammed it into the gaping pink asshole. The
lumberjack had no need for encouragement. She instantly
began rocking her hips, pounding the hard rod in and out
of that hole, as her victim hungrily attacked the
"gentleman", devouring his cock.
As she watched, Johanna began panting loudly. She was
unable to resist massaging her own clit vigorously,
pulling on her nipples with her free hand.
Johanna slumped against the wall, only able to see a
sliver of the action. She no longer thought of the
possibility that someone might be watching her, or about
finding Harley. All that matter was increasing the tempo
of the two fingers twirling her clit as she felt her
orgasms building.
Despite being a virgin, Johanna had become expert at
self pleasure, ever since that night she interrupted
Cordelia. This Halloween party was the first time since
that she had seen anything more exciting than listening
to her sister having sex. The pressure building in her
belly was more intense than ever.
The vampire slid to her knees and began milking the
prof's throbbing cock. It looked like he was as close to
exploding as Johanna was. Then the vamp shifted around,
clenching her fist at the bottom of the cherub's shaft.
She began licking at the lumberjack girl's fake cock
right where it entered the older man's ass.
'Eww, gross, she's gotta be getting a mouthful of ass
juices,' Johanna realized. Still, her nipples thrust
harder against her top, and her own juices gushed down
her legs. She wondered if she was leaving a puddle on
the floor, but could not tear her eyes away from the
bisexual foursome long enough to check.
'Now she's getting her nose right into that other girl's
pussy juices. It's all shiny,' Johanna noticed. She took
her fingers out of her own wet cunt just long enough to
experiment with tasting herself. This was something she
never had tried before. Discovering that she tasted a
lot like honey, Johanna wondered, 'Do all girls taste
this good? Does that prissy cheer babe lumberchick taste
half this good? '
She shook her head furiously in denial of the next
thought, trying to knock it right out of her brain, but
just cementing it there. 'Does Cordelia taste this
good?'
Johanna returned her fingers to her clit as the frat boy
flooded his professor's mouth with cum. Unlike the
maid's sloppy show, the prof captured every drop in his
mouth and throat. Johanna deduced that he was a veteran
cocksucker. She only knew that the boy orgasmed by the
timing of his groans in conjunction with the throbbing
of the cherub's throat muscles.
What happened next released the dam on Johanna's
orgasms. The vampire crawled up and kissed the
professor, swapping her mix of pussy and ass fluids for
some of the sperm which coated his tongue. The professor
rolled his offering out theatrically, letting the
onlookers, both those he knew were present and Johanna,
get a good view of the thick ooze he was transferring to
the vamp girl.
The frat boy and the lumberjack leaned together and
joined the vampire girl in a three way kiss as the
mistress of the night floated to her feet. Johanna was
fascinated, watching the taste of sex being shared all
around.
Johanna slumped against the wall, her knees weak, the
electricity surging through her as she kept finger-
fucking herself right through the first orgasm, her
pussy walls spasming around her wrist as she buried her
whole hand inside her cunt. The second wave came
immediately afterwards, with more intensity. Johanna
felt her ass bumping against the wall as her hips heaved
around her screaming clit.
As she rode through a series of aftershocks she bit down
on her tongue to avoid screaming. The bit of pain merely
added to the intensity and the episode added with the
most intense burst of pleasure she had ever experienced.
At some point, she closed her eyes, and when she opened
them, first she worried that someone might have heard
her and come into the kitchen to see about the noise.
But it seemed her years of quiet masturbation, first at
her parent's home and now in the thin-walled apartment,
paid off in making her instinctively remain silent.
After that fear passed, Johanna wanted to check on the
crew in the pantry. She saw that although she had only
been distracted a few minutes, they had left. 'Hopefully
out the other door,' she told herself, but then she
shook her head. 'Who am I trying to kid? I would have
loved it if they came out this way, saw me hiding her,
and made me their new toy.'
She felt her cheeks blush crimson, and her nipples began
tingling again. She touched her throbbing clit but then
decided on a bolder plan. 'I better go find Harley and
see if he will fuck me right now. That way, I can get
this urge properly satisfied, and still get home to
sleep early. That would show Cordelia."
Johanna set off up the sweeping staircase towards the
bedrooms on the second floor, wondering why Harley would
be up there. As Johanna climbed the stairs, one of the
frat boys finally dimmed the lights below. The sudden
darkness spooked Johanna for a minute and she paused to
let her eyes adjust to the lighting. Campy Halloween
music began playing.
The old mansion must have had a dozen doors opening off
the central hallway. It was dark and spooky, befitting
the party atmosphere. Spray-on cob webs adorned with
giant rubber spiders flowed from the ceiling to the
walls. The only light fixture was halfway along the long
corridor. Two of its four bulbs were painted orange, the
other two an almost black purple. This cast a strange
glow over the hallway.
None of the doors was open. Johanna had never been past
the first floor, and had no idea which was Harley's
room. 'Well, I guess there's only one way to find out,'
she laughed nervously to herself, still giddy from the
hormones surging through her bloodstream.
Johanna tried knocking n the first door, and heard
laughter inside, but no answer. 'Must be the music' she
figured. Slowly, Johanna turned the knob. The slight
sound was masked by the noise. Inside the room, Johanna
saw Harley was not there. Instead, a tiny coed Johanna
knew slightly, named Trixie, who was dressed as a
cowgirl was sitting on top of a guy wearing the remnants
of a devil costume, bouncing up and down on his cock,
yipping as several frat boys chanted "ride him,
cowgirl!"
Johanna started to quickly close the door, but she was
hypnotized by the glazed look of rapture on Trixie's
face. Slowly, it dawned on Johanna that Trixie's skin
was coated with a sheen of fresh cum. Sure enough,
looking more closely, Johanna determined that most of
the guys had limp dicks dripping the final drops of cum.
One big lad however still remained to step forward.
Trixie bent forward, never missing a beat in riding her
stallion, and swallowed the entire erection deep into
her throat in one stroke. The bouncing action drew
Trixie's head down the cock, and also making it bob
excitedly even as it entered then exited her mouth.
Trixie's eyes were now alive. She clearly loved the
challenge of keeping at least her tongue in contact with
the foreskin on the upstrokes.
Sperm spurted out of the fat cock Trixie had been
licking. Trixie leaned back, screaming "I'm coming. My
gawd, I've never come so hard." The white goo flooded
her chest, coating the valley of her tits, exposed
between lapels of buckskin. Trixie sighed and subsided
on to the bred, laying across her paramour, his cock
still buried in her. Johanna realized that she ought to
leave before the crowd cleared out, despite the new
tingling in her pussy. However, no one seemed anxious to
leave.
Instead, a guy dressed as Frankstein bent Trixie
forward. She began sliding across the bottom man's
chest, his cock fucking her cunt noisily. Frankstein
shoved his cock into Trixie's asshole, trapping her in a
cowgirl sandwich. This got only a grunt out of Trixie,
who then started shoving back twice as heard. Johanna
guessed she had tried at least anal sex before and
likely double play as well.
Trixie recovered quickly, invigorated by the new game.
"Quick, who has a fresh cock for my mouth? I've never
had all three holes filled at the same time. I want to
try and see if we can make a four way climax."
'If no guy offers, maybe she'll settle for licking my
pussy,' Johanna thought. As soon as an eager cocksman
dressed as Sherlock Holmes volunteered, Johanna decided
it was time to resume searching for Harley. After easing
the door shut, she looked down the hallway again. She
decided that the best way to find Harley was to zigzag
across on the way up the hall, and then catch the rest
of the doors on the way back if she still failed to find
him. The first door was locked.
Crossing the hall, the room next to the one Trixie was
using was empty. Johanna opened a linen closet and two
more empty bedrooms before she found the door to one of
the bathrooms. It was not locked, and before Johanna had
pushed the door even slightly, her eyes caught sight of
sexual action reflected in a mirror.
Johanna saw a couple obviously totally absorbed in what
they were doing. A blonde dressed to imitate Marilyn
Monroe was on her knees, using her tongue to catch drops
of piss off the tip of a cock belonging to a ghost.
"Hey, I was just kidding when I asked if you wanted to
come in here and shake it. Just trying to tease you back
for asking if I was jerking off when you thought you
were waiting outside too long."
"Oh god, it might just be that I'm drunk, but I sure
like the taste of your piss," Marilyn slurred dreamily,
running the still damp cockhead across her sparkling
white teeth.
"I've had lots of beer, so if you keep shaking it like
that, you might get a flood, not just a taste."
Marilyn giggled, giggling the cock in her fist. "What's
the worst that could happen? You get too hard to piss
and I have to swallow you cum, right? Well, that might
be fun too. Though I'd prefer doing it with a cock up my
ass."
Somehow, this encouraged Johanna to linger and watch,
rather than simply shut the door and move on. Slowly,
she realized that rather than a couple, she was watching
a threesome. Marilyn was now sucking the ghost's rigid
member, sliding it deep into her throat. In the
meanwhile, a Merlin wizard with a huge bulge in the
front of his gown stepped from behind the door and
shoved Marilyn's skirt up around her waist.
"Mighty impressive wand there, Merlin," joked the ghost.
Merlin grinned, lifting his robe to expose the ten inch
cock that had caused the tenting. Without a pause, he
stepped forward and forcefully drove it into Marilyn
from behind, and then grabbed her hips so that he could
pump into her harder and deeper, forcing her to fuck the
ghost faster with her face.
"God, I hope my boyfriend doesn't come looking for me,"
Marilyn moaned, coming up for air from deep throating
and switching to licking the ghost's shaft. . Johanna
was startled. The idea that this blonde beauty would
fuck two guys behind her boyfriend's back was not within
her experience. Even Cordelia seldom was that wicked.
Instead, Cordelia just blew through boyfriends like
tissue paper as they tired of her game playing.
Johanna's fingers again went to her own wet crotch as
Marilyn stroked her own clit, nails raking Merlin's fat
shaft.
"Do my ass now," Marilyn ordered, bucking her hips and
twisting so that Merlin's slimy cock popped free. She
ran her fingers from her slit around to her anus,
generously lubricating herself with pussy juices. "Just
slam it home."
Merlin complied. Johanna sighed through a minor orgasm.
She again slumped against the wall with a thump. Just as
earlier, she was frightened that perhaps she might be
found peeping, but at just that moment, the ghost's goo
burst forward, filling Marilyn's mouth with seed.
His grunt covered up Johanna's noise. She was just about
to move on when without a word, the trio switched
positions. Merlin pulled out of Marilyn's ass, saying
"Save some of that for me." He pulled Marilyn to her
feet and kissed her deeply, his tongue becoming coated
with his buddy's cream.
Johanna gasped. 'I bet ghost boy sticks his pole up her
ass now, since she's dripping ready and he's half hard
still,' she thought. She was wrong. It was the ghost's
turn to fall to the floor on his knees, where he
swallowed his chum's rigid cock without a word.
Marilyn pulled back from the kiss and chuckled. "I guess
I know why you two boys were in here sharing a piss,
don't I? I better leave the two of you to finish off,
before my boyfriend gets really restless."
With that, she shook her dress into place and grabbed
the door, easing it open to give the bi boys some
privacy. Johanna barely had time to flatten herself
against the wall, hoping Marilyn might rush in the
opposite direction. However, the blonde looked Johanna
in the eye, grinned and gave her a big wink.
Johanna was caught, speechless. Marilyn laughed a bit
louder. "Like the show?" she asked. Without waiting for
a reply, she cupped a hand behind Johanna's neck and
drew their lips together. Marilyn's tongue pushed
urgently into Johanna's mouth. Despite being a virgin,
Johanna was horny enough to respond automatically,
experiencing the second hand bits of cum still stuck to
the roof of Marilyn's mouth. "There, how's that taste?"
Marilyn added, breaking away and flouncing drunkenly
towards the stairs.
Johanna once again recognized that time was flying past
and she still hadn't found Harley. She paused at two
more doors. The soft strains of Norah Jones singing
"Come Away With Me" warned her off the first one, an
obviously occupied love nest. Even if Harley was in
there, she would not want to interrupt him.
The second room pounded to the beat of AC/DC and much
drunken laughter. A brief listen told Johanna that some
drinking game was in progress. Loud male hooting
informed her that a coed must have lost most or all of
her costume. Once again, if Harley was playing, Johanna
wanted no part of it.
Two doors remained at the far end of the hallway, before
Johanna would begin the reverse journey. The left one
was adorned with Halloween décor- a fake tombstone,
black paper, a covering of cobwebs, and a sign,
inevitably "abandon hope, all ye who enter here'.
Johanna chuckled. She would be willing to bet that even
touching the door would cause funny noises- a creaky
hinge, a ghostly cackle, a black cat's meowing. 'Best
leave that for last,' she decided, reaching to her
right.
She knocked, but no one answered. She was about to turn
away when she heard faint laughter from inside.
Emboldened by her earlier voyeurism, Johanna gently
eased the door open just a crack. She instantly
regretted her decision.
In the mirror on the dresser, she saw the reflection of
Little Red Riding Hood, impaled on top of Harley, who
was dressed as a gladiator. His loincloth was bunched
around his waist and his erect cock was sliding
effortlessly into the girl's shaved pussy. Unlike her
earlier interest in watching, Johanna was repulsed. She
slammed the door shut and ran down the hallway towards
the stairs.
The noise startled Harley, who rushed out into the hall,
his erection making his costume flap freely as he ran.
"Jo, wait, I can explain," he yelled, but she was
already halfway down the stairs.
In the foyer, Johanna met up with Cordelia, who had just
arrived, indeed dressed as a slutty nun, complete with
exposed breasts. She tried to explain her horror to her
sister, but the older girl just laughed at her.
"An hour ago, you were saying he wasn't even your
boyfriend, so why shouldn't he fuck whatever Little Red
Riding Hood he can rescue from the Big Bad Wolf.
Speaking of which, there goes a sexy old werewolf over
there. I think I'll go dance with him. You better go
home and cry yourself to sleep, little girl, it's almost
the witching hour."
Cordelia swept away, but before she reached whichever
werewolf she wanted, Harley barreled into her. They both
went sprawling to the ground. Harley's cock landed in
the deep valley of Cordelia's bare cleavage. Instead of
screaming, Cordelia held Harley tight, forcing him to
wriggle his member against her mammaries.
The nearby frat boys began cheering. Johanna could not
stand to watch any more. She ran quickly out of the
house sobbing and rushed home, where despite her anger
at Cordelia; she proved her sister right again and did
cry herself to sleep.
Hours later, Johanna awoke to drun+ken laughter.
Glancing at her alarm clock, she saw it was four in the
morning. She slowly realized that the noise was two
voices in Cordelia's room. Trough the thin common wall,
it was easy to recognize Cordelia's voice. The second
voice was less distinctive.
"Oh, yeah, touch my clit right away," Cordelia moaned.
Clothing rustled. Johanna pictured the habit discarded
to the floor. Cordelia's bedsprings moaned, followed by
louder moans from Johanna's slutty sister.
"Lick my cunt and make me cum." Cordelia thundered,
clearly either forgetting Johanna's proximity or just
way past caring. For the next several minutes, Johanna
just lay there, hearing the murmurs as the unknown
suitor ate her sister. As the sounds quickened and
deepened, Johanna knew Cordelia was about to cum. She
found her fingers seeking out her stiff nipples as her
other hand trailed down her belly to massage her own
clit.
"Can I suck your cock?" Johanna heard Cordelia ask.
There was more squeaking of bedsprings as the lovers
shifted positions. The chorus of moans quickly
intensified further. Johanna's own orgasm was
comparatively quiet, drowned out by the symphony of
climaxing from the other room.
"I love your cunt. It's so wet and hairy," the guy said.
Suddenly, Johanna realized it was Harley. Her sister had
brought him home, robbing the one college guy that had
ever shown any interest in Johanna. She stopped her
masturbation, crying quietly again as Harley spoke
further. "Show me your ass," he said. "That habit hid it
at the party."
"Want to fuck my ass?" challenged Cordelia "I bet
Johanna would never let you do that."
"She won't even suck my cock," said Harley.
Johanna was shocked that they would discuss her so
openly. She'd heard quite enough. She leapt out of her
bed and opened her door. She was about to throw
Cordelia's door open, but it had never been closed. In
front of her, she saw Harley and Cordelia. Harley was
crouched beside the bed, pounding his cock into
Johanna's anus, while she leaned forward against the
mattress for support.
"Jo, what the fuck?!" gasped Harley.
Suddenly, Johanna remembered that she was naked, having
been too angry to even put on nightclothes before
collapsing into bed. All her goodies were on display to
Harley for the first time.
Cordelia characteristically took it in stride. "I think
he means 'want to fuck?' sis," she laughed, thrusting
her hips back to remind Harley to resume his fucking of
her ass. "The way your titties are all hard and pointy I
think you ought to join us."
Johanna was frozen. She wanted to run, but could not
stop watching. Slowly, her hands began repeating the
familiar pattern- one grasping a breast the other
rubbing her tummy and working towards her clit.
"I think you've wanted this ever since you walked in on
Rusty and me two years ago," taunted Cordelia. "Well,
this is your chance. You can be Harley's trick and my
treat. Start by sliding underneath me here on the bed.
I'll lick your pussy for you and you can lap up my cunt
then catch Harley's cum with your tongue as it floods
out of my ass. I bet if Harley watches that, he'll
recover really quickly and can fuck you nicely later. Or
sooner."
Without a word, Johanna obeyed. Cordelia's big tits
pressed against Jo's hard nipples as for the first time
she tasted that sisterly cunt about which she had so
often dreamed. She paused briefly to watch Harley's cock
from up close as the thick shaft slid in and out of
Cordelia's asshole. Johanna tasted her sister, but
quickly knew she had to be bolder.
She shifted slightly and stuck her tongue upwards,
reaching the very spot where the cock met the ass.
Johanna snaked a finger into her sister, touching
Cordelia's clit as if she was playing with her own. "Oh.
Yes, little sister," Cordelia's moans were muffled as
the older girl buried her face in the virgin cunt.
Harley soon began grunting and his knees quivered. His
cock exploded. Johanna felt the load of semen travel up
the shaft as she bathed it with her tongue. Harley
pulled back, his organ popping out of Cordelia. His
semen shot through the air, coating Cordelia's back.
Johanna had a strong urge to slide right around
underneath her sister and lick the goo off her back, but
Cordelia has her teeth clamped around Johanna's clit,
preventing any sudden movement.
"You look hungry with that wide open mouth," Harley
said, stepping forward again, offering his cock to
Johanna's lips. "I think I need to rest a bit before I
fuck you but you can lick me clean. If you don't mind
where it has been."
Johanna was way past the point of caring about the
mixture of juices her tongue was experiencing. She
rolled each of Harley's balls on her tongue and then ran
her tongue around his shaft as Cordelia finally
delivered Johanna her first full orgasm from other than
solo sex. Jo's hips found a tempo of their own,
levitating up off the bed so hard that Cordelia ended up
tumbling to the floor in a heap. This caused Johanna,
the novice cocksucker, to clamp her teeth down. "Ouch,"
screamed Harley. He unwisely instinctively jumped back,
getting a second assault from Johanna's bite. "I like it
kinky, but not that rough."
Cordelia laughed as she pulled herself up off the floor.
"Welcome to womanhood, Little sister. Happy Halloween."
"But I'm not really a woman yet," insisted Johanna, "not
until Harley fucks me."
"True," said Cordelia, "every good treat must become a
trick. I tell you what. I'll help him get ready, if you
promise next Halloween to dress as a hooker."
"I think I might just dress slutty every day, if fucking
is as good as you say. Once I start, I may not be able
to stop."
As Johanna spoke, Cordelia was rubbing Harley's limp
cock.
"But I need to pi..." warned Harley, a moment to late as
a stream of yellow liquid gushed out his slit onto
Johanna, flooding her hair and face. She reveled in the
flow, shocking her sister and their lover, who had no
idea that she had already sampled second hand piss mixed
with cum from Marilyn. Johanna found she loved the pure
fluid just as much, sticking her tongue up to try to
catch more of the flow.
She finally reached up and pulled Harley's cock to her
lips drinking the rest of his piss directly into her
mouth. When the flow finished, she found that she had
swallowed his cock deep into her throat, so she sucked
not only until he was clean but continuing until he was
hard again. She found that his prick was so fat that
breathing around the shaft was difficult.
Cordelia noticed Johanna gasping for air. "Don't worry,
honey, it gets easier with practice. And I suspect
you'll get lots of practice."
Cordelia then shoved Harley around the side of the bed.
"Do her missionary for her first time, Harley. Now, this
might hurt some honey. How about you eat my cunt to
distract you?"
Without waiting for a reply, Cordelia lowered her gash
to her sister's wet waiting lips. Harley shoved his cock
hard into Johanna, timing his stroke so that Johanna was
occupied nibbling Cordelia's clit. He discovered,
however, that she had lost her hymen sometime earlier.
Although Johanna gasped with a brief moment of
discomfort, the pain soon gave way to pleasure and her
cunt muscles milked his resurgent cock as if they had
been practicing for years.
Having come twice already, it took some time for his
balls to pump another loud. Johanna seemed not to mind.
Her tongue was busy flicking Cordelia to another chain
of small orgasms.
Harley slowly picked up the pace, starting to slam his
cock into Johanna as her pussy relaxed and stretched
around his big meat. "That's it, give it to her hard,"
encouraged Cordelia. "She said 'Fuck Halloween'. Well,
now she's our Halloween Fuck."
Cordelia ground her cunt down against Johanna, who
grabbed onto Cordelia's thighs and buried her tongue
even deeper into her womb.
"Fuck, don't you love big cocks, sis?" added Cordelia,
watching how Johanna's womb contracted with each plunge
of Harley's prick.
"I guess I better try some small ones before I answer
that," replied Johanna, pausing with her head still
between Cordelia's thighs.
Harley slowed back down and began slowly drawing his
cock back so that the cockhead was almost out of Jo's
labia, and then he would brutally thrust deep in a
single stroke. Johanna's cunt began spasming harder,
clutching at his shaft as it teased her pussy walls.
Harley leaned forward, kissing Cordelia, who was now
twisting her sister's nipples as Johanna's hips were
bucking harder up against him. Cordelia tipped further
forward and her tongue imitated Jo's earlier actions,
licking at Harley's cock as it entered Johanna's pussy.
Cordelia swayed back and forth, her body sliding against
her sister's, heavy breast crushed against taut belly.
Both girls were moaning as their tongues swirled,
Cordelia working fast to try to tease both cock and clit
where they met.
Johanna's pussy was swelling as blood engorged her clit.
This sensation was ten times better than even the best
self pleasure. She was afraid that if she didn't come
soon, she might explode. Fortunately, Cordelia had
enough experience to sense this. She pressed two fingers
on either side of Johanna's clit and added a third
alongside her tongue.
Harley picked up his pace to match the fury of
Cordelia's licking. Johanna reciprocated, using her
hands to stretch her sister's thighs even further apart,
and fucking Cordelia with three stiffened fingers. The
sisters then came loudly together, triggering his final
spasm of sperm.
At last, the threesome collapsed in a heap on the bed as
the sun dawned through the window.
"Cripes, I have to meet my study group in twenty
minutes," shouted Johanna, noticing the clock.
Cordelia laughed as Johanna rushed to dress,
accidentally throwing on Cordelia's revealing habit
instead of a regular dress. "I bet you're fucking or
sucking in the restroom within an hour, you little
mink."
Johanna blew a kiss at her sister and Harley. "Thanks
for the happiest Halloween ever," she called as she left
them to rest. "Let's not wait until Christmas to do this
again."
END
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