Halloween was always fun for me. I liked getting dressed up and seeing what kind of interesting costumes other people had. I can remember some interesting ones, including one particular mummy when I was a kid. I went on a date with her and she had a little trouble with the rain on the way home. That probably shaped my appreciation for costumes a lot. Now I celebrate by assisting as Dracula in a haunted house. It's a lot of work, but it's also a lot of fun. This year it was more fun than usual.
The haunted house is inside a large warehouse building. There are hidden corridors for the workers to get around and to allow emergency access to all parts. The section I am in follows a tight maze with all kinds of rubber hands sticking out and strings for spider webs. The last thing before they come out is a small "star room" which has the ceiling of the two foot wide walled path illuminated as if you were outside. While mundane, it was an addition I had put in a few years back. It successfully ruins the night vision that the guests have built up as they worked through the dark maze. Now when they come out of the maze into my area, they are greeted with a large dark room. The only thing they can see is several sets of muted Christmas lights that are "traveling" toward the entry to the next section, the tunnel.
The tunnel is just over two feet on a side and about ten feet long. The floor slopes up and the ceiling and walls down to the entry so that you end up walking crouched at first and then finally on hands and knees to enter the tunnel. Half way through the tunnel you are shocked into reality by a live monster trying to grab you from within his grave. Of course you are crawling across a clear Plexiglas window, but that doesn't stop many from bouncing off the padded roof.
While the guests are stacked up waiting to get into the tunnel I am free to select my victim and strike. I have learned that the more frightened ones hang to the back of the groups, which pass through every four or five minutes. I hear the lightning of at the midpoint of the maze, letting me know the next group is coming. I slip back onto my waiting room, a pleasant chamber with a red light and a chair, so I can rest without losing my night vision. I take a sip of water and listen for my victims. Thumping and bumping and giggling tells me they are coming out. I wait for them to come by and then step out behind them. The last in line is a slim girl with a waist length brown ponytail, gripping a guy's arm like a vice. She would be a good target, but I can tell the way the guy is trying to look around he is as scared as she is, waiting for the next fright to hit them. She had on a short denim skirt and a white turtleneck, which made them easy to see, even in the darkness. I spread my cape and stepped close behind, breathing hotly on their necks. I let my cape touch their shoulders before I utter my favorite line.
"Ahhhh fresh young necks to suck!" I hiss.
This is usually when things come unglued. I have had women literally wet themselves, and in one case, the mom took off, bulling her way into the tunnel, leaving her two kids screaming behind her. Today I scared the guy so bad that he nearly jumped off the ground a foot before throwing his arms out and tossing his girl aside as if she were a rag doll. She bounced off one wall and rebounded into me. I did my best to catch her and the two of us ended up in a pile on the concrete floor while the brave guy took off, forcing himself past the rest of his group and into the tunnel. I could hear him come out the other end and from the sound of it, try to sprint down the hall on the other side.
Following like lemurs, the rest of the group took off as fast as it could after him, not wanting to be caught by whatever scared the hell out of him. I was left holding a woozy young lady sprawled on top of me. I did my best to get up and help her up as well.
"Are you ok?" I asked her when she put her face up.
"I think so." She answered as she tried to stand up, feeling around her in the darkness. "What happened?"
"Your friend decided to hit the eject button." I replied as I tried to steady her.
"That asshole!" she snapped.
"Come on. Let me help you over to a chair." I said as I picked her up and carried her back to my cubbyhole. She didn't feel like she weighed more than a hundred pounds or so, which was no problem for me, having trained as a volunteer firefighter to carry well over two hundred pounds.
"Oh a knight in shining armor!" She giggled as I set her in the chair.
"Not exactly." I replied.
"How come you can see and I can't?" she asked quizzically
"Um. I spend all night in here and get used to it. I was the cause of your friends' flight."
"OH! You're Dracula?"
"Yes maam." I replied as I knelt next to the chair fumbled under it for the penlight I kept handy in case of an emergency. "This is going to be bright." I said as I cupped my fingers over the lens to let just a sliver of light out. I swept it over her eyes to check and make sure both sides were responding. "Do you have a headache or hurt anyplace?"
"Just my pride!" she said with a laugh
"Doesn't look like anything serious. Do you want me to get the medics anyway?"
"No... Just let me sit here a minute and I think I'll be ok."
"Ok. You just sit tight while I call things in."
"Oh no, please... I'll be fine and I don't want that dick to know what happened to me just yet."
"You're sure?"
"Yes. I'll be ok in a minute." She said looking a bit better already in the dim red light I have set up in my ready room.
We could both hear the next group coming through the maze.
"Aren't you supposed to scare someone?" she asked
"Yes, but I'll stay here till you feel a bit better."
"No. I insist. Go ahead. I want to hear them scream!"
"Ok" I said as I pushed back to put my flashlight down and stand up. I leaned down and froze. In my motion to put the flashlight down, my head ended up between her spread knees, and my line of sight was looking straight up her short denim skirt. I wasn't sure if she could see me yet in the darkness, but I could clearly see all the way up to her white panties, which were reflecting the periodic flashes of the Christmas lights shining through the open curtain. I didn't linger long, but it was long enough to clearly make out the shape of the pussy that they were covering. I put down the flashlight and stood up, looking to see if she noticed me looking up her skirt. She didn't seem to, so I turned and headed out to do my job. After creating an appropriate amount of screaming I returned to my ready room to check on my charge.
"Well you sure gave them a good scare from the sound of it." She said looking at me.
"Looks like you're getting some night vision."
"Enough to see how hideous you look. Damn!"
"Thanks. I appreciate the compliment."
"so how often do you do this?"
"Oh, about every five minutes... How are you feeling?"
"A lot better. Thanks."
"So how about a name?" I asked her.
"Oh sorry. I'm Debbie, but you can call me Deb. What do I call you besides Count?"
"Mike."
"Hi Mike. Thanks for catching me."
"Your welcome. Would you like me to lead you back out, or would you like to follow the next group?"
"Would you mind if I just sit here a bit longer?"
"Don't you think your boyfriend will miss you?"
"That dick deserves to worry a while. Especially after what he did to me." She said angrily.
"Well, you're welcome to stay longer if you'd like."
"Thanks!" she said standing up and giving me a hug.
"You're welcome." I answered as I put my arms around her to hold her.
She slid back down into the chair as the sound of thunder rattled. The next group was on its way, I turned and walked to the curtained entrance to peek through and pick my next victim.
I walked back in after giving the group its expected scare, and froze in my tracks.
"So does Dracula suck other things besides necks?" she asked as she sat with her legs spread slightly, her short denim skirt hiked up to her hips and her panties swinging from her finger.
"um... yes." I said hesitantly.
"Good!" she said as she tossed the panties toward me and bounced them off my chest. "You can have your choice." She continued as she pulled the bottom of her white top up over her tits, exposing them to me while she stood up. She stood in front of the chair and put her hands behind her back. A few seconds later the denim skirt slid down her sleek legs, leaving her naked from the ankles to her neck. "Or you can choose to have all of it." She stepped out of her skirt and stepped over to me. She was on her knees in front of me almost before I knew what to say, her hands busy with my pants. I watched as her warm mouth enveloped my hardening dick.
"Oh lord." I groaned as she sucked my already quickly growing dick to full mast. I could see her fingers busy in her pussy as she worked my slick dick. I have no idea how long I stood there before she pulled away and stood up. She stepped back to the chair and pulled me toward her. I knew what she wanted. I knelt between her legs and began to lick and suck her sweet pussy in return. It wasn't too long before that wasn't enough. She pulled my head from between her legs and wrapped her feet around my ass, pulling me toward her. She aimed my dick for her pussy and pulled me into her until I was sliding my dick into her slick pussy. My body took over and did what was natural, and I began to pump in and out of her pussy with abandon, our bodies slapping together while she moaned loudly. I was nearing the point of no return as she tensed, her pussy clamping around my dick. It was enough to send me over the top, causing me to slam deep into her and begin pumping a huge load of juice deep into her pussy. She cried out in pleasure as I squeezed her tits and nipples in time with my spurting dick. I don't know how long went by before we caught our breath and put ourselves back together.
"Thank you, that was wonderful... but why?"
"I figure a knight in shining armor deserves a reward, even if he is wearing a black cape!"
""I see...You probably have a bunch of makeup on your pussy now."
"Good! Then the fuck will know what he missed."
"I take it you don't like him too much at the moment."
"Given the way he treated me, and how good of a fuck you just gave me, no, I'm not too happy with him. Now, if you don't mind, I'll just follow the next group out."
"If that's what you want."
"Actually..." she said as she stepped up to me and touched my lips with her fingers. "I'd rather stay her for another fuck, but I probably better go. Here, you keep these." She said as she stuffed her panties into my hand. "Thank you for taking care of me... in more ways than one." She whispered before disappearing out of my room.
The rest of the night went quietly, at least as quietly as it can be inside a haunted house.
The next evening things were going along just fine until about an hour and a half into the night. I returned after scaring a group to find Deb standing in my ready room, wearing a light colored wrap around dress.
"Hey drack... Thought you might be thirsty." She said as she pulled the waist belt loose and let the dress slip from her shoulders. She was standing completely naked except for the pair of flip flops on her feet.
"Damn." Was all I could say as she stepped toward me and pulled me into a deep embrace. I could feel the fingers of her one free hand undoing my pants, and then the buttons of my shirt. Her fingers began tracing up and down my bare chest, ending with running up and down the length of my quickly growing dick. She moaned into my mouth as she fingered my hardened dick.
"Ohhh yes." She said as she pulled away from me. "That's what I need. Ram that big dick deep into my wet pussy. I've been thinking about this all day!" She said as she pulled me toward the chair. She turned away from me and bent over, sticking her ass out at me while she bent over to hold the chair. I'm not so slow that I didn't know what she wanted. I stepped up behind her and aimed my rigid pole at her exposed pussy, pushing into her as deep as I could go. Deb moaned loudly as I filled her pussy with my pistoning dick, my hands finding her swinging tits. Her moaning increased as I began squeezing her tits and nipples in time with my strokes, finally bringing her to a shuddering climax. I was nearly ready to blow my load when she pulled off my dick and quickly spun around to sit on the chair. Her hands found my balls and dick, aiming it at her open mouth. Her lips closed around my head as she began pumping me with her hands. I moaned loudly as I started spurting. She pulled me from her mouth and aimed my hose at her tits, covering them with stream after stream of my cum. When my dick had reduced to a trickle she sucked me back into her mouth, sucking the last drops from me. She leaned back, releasing me, and rubbing my cum into her tits like lotion. I stood there, trying to catch my breath as I watched her rub her body. Finally she leaned forward and pulled my pants up and helped me button up, all the time remaining totally naked. When she had me back together, she dug into a small bag that she had brought, pulling out a wet wipe. She cleaned my makeup from her face and then proceeded to use more makeup to fix mine. I played with her tits while she touched me up, neither of us saying a word. Finally done she pulled her dress on, gave me a quick peck on the lips, slipped a note into my hand, and disappeared without a word.
I was totally dumb founded. I had no idea why she came back the way she did. She didn't tell me much, it was clear she was after a quick fuck. It was certainly nothing I had experienced before. I shook my head as I opened the note in the dim red light. Last thing I needed was someone spreading around what happened in my ready room.
'Thanks for the fun, but it's just beginning. It's all legal so enjoy!' was all the note said. I still didn't understand Deb, and this did little to clear it up.
It was time for our mid evening break, so I headed down the service passage, meeting up with Rick, the monster under the tunnel.
"Man did you see that gal a couple hours ago?" he asked me.
"which one?"
"The one in the blue dress. I didn't get much of a look, but I swear she spread her legs on purpose as she crossed over my position, and I'm telling you, she was bare and wet. Hell she looked like she was freshly fucked."
"Lucky guy! Wish I got a look like that." I said as we headed to the break room.
"I guess next year you're going to be trying to get my spot."
"Yeah, right... trapped in that little box? No way!"
"Well you're missing some great pussy shots man."
"I'll stick with scaring the piss out of them." I laughed.
I had a soda and snack, touched up my makeup and headed back to my ready room. I liked to be there a bit early since it took me a while to get my eyes adjusted to the dark. I sat in my chair while the rest of the people got back to their spots and settled into their positions. Finally I heard the lights out bell and waited for darkness. It didn't take long for the first group to head into the maze. I sat and waited for the thunder before I got up to see what I had to work with.
The tail end of the group seemed to be a couple girls. I moved in behind them, pulling my cape around them, giving them my line. To my surprise, they both screamed and jumped, causing the group ahead to move faster toward the tunnel. The two girls though, turned and faced me while they waited. They clearly knew I could see them but just as clearly they couldn't see much of me, only the light shining off my face and light colored shirt. One of them pulled up her shirt, and hooked it above her good sized tits while the other pulled up her skirt, showing me a very tiny thong. I think I was more surprised than they were. I stood there and stared at them while the one with bare tits played with them as they backed toward the tunnel. When they couldn't stand up any more the dropped to their knees and headed toward the tunnel, one with her tits hanging out and one with her bare ass showing as her short skirt hung around her waist. Rick was about to get one hell of a show, but I was more confused than ever. I had occasionally seen a flash of panty and on rare occasion bare pussy as the girls headed into the tunnel, but this was unprecedented.
The next few groups went as normal, getting a good scare into the group. That changed once again. I stepped out behind the end of the group and scared the couple at the end, getting a satisfying scream. I made sure the group headed into the tunnel and then turned to walk back to my spot. Standing behind me was a cute blond wearing nothing but a pair of fishnet stockings, holding some bunched up material in one hand. She moved toward me and kissed me on the lips quickly, she pulled one hand to one of her tits and held it there while she pulled me toward my ready room. Once there she whispered to me. "Make me cum. We have four groups."
"What?" I asked back.
"Deb sent me. Here!" she said holding a note out to me. The note simply said.
'Make her cum, but don't fuck her, your reward will be in 4 groups. Be naked under your cape when your reward comes. Deb'
Well that was clear. The girl in front of me pulled the note from my hand and pulled my head down to her tit. I sucked one nipple into my mouth and slipped a hand between her legs. Her pussy was sopping wet and my finger easily slipped between her lips and into her tunnel. She moaned and pulled me tighter to her as I worked her clit. She cried out loudly as her orgasm washed over her, but it just mingled with the rest of the screams and cries in the place. I let her relax and held her tight as the next group passed through. She let me go so she could sit down and catch her breath. When the group was all through the tunnel, she slipped out of the ready room and headed to the tunnel. I watched her go through, waiting for the window section and laying flat on it, giving Rick a full view of her tits before she moved to her knees and pushed her sopping pussy against the plastic. Finally she moved the rest of the way down the tunnel and disappeared.
I heard the next group coming and retreated to my room. I waited and moved out at the end of the group. Finding the last of the group and moving in to scare them A group of three girls were tightly clumped. I moved spread my cape, making the same moves that I always did. The three shrieked with two of them moving forward, and the third curling up below me. I had this happen many times. All I have to do is hold still and the curled up girl will get up and run with the rest. This one didn't. She stayed curled on the floor. I felt her hand grab my hard dick through my pants, drawing my attention down to her. When she saw she had my attention, she rolled onto her hands and knees and began crawling toward the tunnel. She paused a few feet from me and pulled her knee length skirt up until it was laying on her back. Her whole bare ass was exposed to me as well as her pussy. She leaned down toward the floor and stuck her pussy out at me, waggling her ass. She looked back at me and continued to crawl toward the tunnel, making sure I had a good look at her pussy the whole way. I had no idea what was going on. I hadn't had this much flash in all the years put together.
I retreated to my room and waited for the next group. Again I moved out to scare them, selecting the tailing couple. The wife or girlfriend or whatever, screamed and tried to run, dragging her guy with her. Satisfied I turned around and started back to my room to see a lone girl coming out of the maze. She had clearly waited back. When she was sure I saw her, she pulled her t-shirt up, exposing her cute little tits, and then walked up to me. She was wearing heels and hose, a skirt and t-shirt. She sashayed, more than walked, up to me holding her shirt up for me to see her tits. She stopped in front of me and took one of my hands, pulling it to her. She used my hand to lift her skirt and placed my fingers on her wet pussy. She moaned softly as I rubbed her wet pussy lips, stroking her already exposed clit.
"Next group." She panted. "get me close!"
I wasn't sure what was going on, but I stroked her clit, bringing her right to the edge. She suddenly pulled my hand away with a groan and practically ran to the tunnel. I watched as she crawled into the tunnel and stopped over the glass section. She raised herself up on her knees and I stood in amazement as she began to stroke her pussy, bringing herself to a climax right over Chris's window.
I remembered what she said and quickly headed to my room. I didn't know what to expect but I quickly kicked off my shoes and stripped down except for my cape and shoes. I was barely ready when the next group came through. I slipped out, not knowing what to expect. The end of the group moved toward the tunnel and disappeared. I turned around, still not sure what to expect, but was not disappointed. I found three girls standing behind me. One held a bag, but other than that, the three of them were naked except for heels and stockings. The three of them moved over toward me and pushed my cape back. My hard dick was already sticking out. The first of them turned around and leaned over. She clearly expected me to fuck her where she stood. One of her friends pulled my dick toward her friend and helped me stuff it in. Once I was fully in the girl in front of me the other two stood in front of us and went to work rubbing each other all over, kissing, sucking tits etc. Between the sensations on my dick and the view of the two ladies in front of me, I was spurting my cum into her pussy in practically record time. I heard the sound of thunder, knowing the next group was close to coming out. I pulled out of my friend and the three of us quickly retreated to the ready room. We spent the next twenty minutes making sure the three of them had a good climax before they dressed and headed out.
When I saw Rick at the end of the night, we had a good laugh about the girls that flashed us both and the one that fucked herself over his face. I didn't tell him about the good fun I had.
One more night to go. I wondered, as I headed for my car, what Deb had in store for me.
Halloween night came and found me sitting in my dark ready room, waiting for darkness to fall inside the rest of the warehouse. I had seen a large crowd forming outside in a wide range of costumes, from the scary to the sexy, as I came in to do my makeup. I hadn't seen or heard from Deb, but I expected her to show some time this evening.
The bell sounded and the lights went down. The fun for the night was about to start. It took several minutes for the first group to make their way to my area, giving my eyes plenty of time to finish adjusting. As my first group moved down toward the tunnel I snuck up on a princess and what looked like robin hood. Breathing heavily on the princesses neck I growled lowly, causing her to turn and see my gray face. She shrieked and tried to bolt forward, knocking down most of the people in line in front of her. She never let go of the guys arm as she drug him toward the tunnel entrance. I heard her shriek again as she reached Rick under the tunnel. It was a good scare.
The second and third groups were similar, but the costumes changed. The fourth group came through, and got their just scare. As I returned toward my room two more came out of the maze, apparently holding back. The pair of girls were wearing masks so I couldn't see their faces, but their costumes were big brown bags made up to look like a pair of m&m bags, bare legs and arms sticking out. As they came toward me they each lifted the bottom of the bag, flashing me bare body from ankle to neck. Each one had a really cute body, one shaved smooth and the other a natural blond. After holding their costumes up for a short time, they dropped them and ran off toward the tunnel, leaving me standing there with a hard dick.
I was surprised but not shocked. I expected a certain amount of this given the last few days. I had long since come to the conclusion that I was part of an elaborate set of festivities, probably being perpetrated by one of the sororities in the town. I had heard of this kind of thing in the past. There was one in town that had been rumored to be the "least dressed" sorority on campus. I had noticed that most of the logo clothes that they wore were on the skimpy side, rather than the bulky sweat-shirts and such, although there were some of those. The last one of those that I had seen, however, was being worn by a girl with a fairly large chest, and given the way her tits were bouncing around I was pretty sure there wasn't anything under it.
After returning to my haunt, I worked through several groups, scaring the pee out of one girl, literally. There was still a faint scent of it in the air after twenty minutes. I picked a couple of girls in the next group, one of them wearing a hockey outfit and the other appeared to be a construction worker. Both girls went to the floor screaming, so I backed off. The bulk of the group pressed on toward the tunnel, leaving the two huddled up on the floor. I backed off to let them get up and go with the group, but when they stood rather than turn and run to the tunnel, they both pulled up their jerseys, giving me a clear view of a nice pair of twenty year old tits. The hockey player dropped her shirt down and ran to the tunnel, never lifting her mask. The construction worker walked toward me, pressed her tits against my chest and stepped on her tippy toes, lifting her mask to give me a sensual kiss on the lips, her tongue trying to find a way into my mouth while her hand was trying to find a way into my pants. I returned the favor by using one hand to massage her bare tit and the other to slide inside her baggy work pants, held up by a pair of suspenders. I was not surprised to find no underwear and quickly stuck a finger between her already wet lips. She moaned into my mouth as she pulled my hardening dick from my pants and began stroking it. We both heard the thunder, indicating the next group was coming, so she let go of my dick, dropping her shirt and gave me one final huge suckface kiss and then took off for the tunnel, leaving me standing there with my hard dick out. I retreated to my lair to put myself back together.
I was still rock hard when the next group came through. My victim this time was a pussy cat. She had on a leotard, leopard spotted print micro skirt, a long tail and cute pair of ears. Instead of screaming, she pulled my cape all the way around her as she crouched down. She all but disappeared to anyone looking back due to the darkness. I felt her find my zipper and within seconds she was trying to work my still hard dick out. In frustration she undid my pants all together and pulled them down to my thighs, giving her full access to my hardon. I felt her wrap her warm mouth around my dick, her moan making it vibrate. She sucked on me until the last of the group had disappeared into the tunnel and I opened my cape. Now I could see her on her heels, legs spread wide, her fingers working feverishly inside her pussy, exposed through the crotchless leotard she was wearing. She pulled off my dick with a loud slurp and then stood up and turned around. She bent over, holding her ankles, giving me full access to her pussy. It was obvious what she wanted... and I obliged, shuffling over the two feet to her and ramming my saliva soaked dick into her wet pussy. We both groaned as I sunk to the hilt. I began to pound away into her pussy, getting little squeaks with each stroke. I was getting pretty close to unloading in her when her orgasm took over. Her whole body shuddered and she cried out once before pulling off my throbbing dick. To my surprise, she took off down the tunnel, leaving me hanging. Only the sound of thunder prevented me from stroking myself off the last little bit right there.
I retreated to my ready room and, disappointed, put my dick away. The next group had a ballerina, some kind of band rocker and what I could only describe as a hooker, huddled at the end of the line. I moved in and draped my cape across all three. I growled that I wanted to suck their blood, and instead of a scream one of them whispered if I would prefer a tit instead, after which the hooker stood up and unzipped her leather top, exposing both tits to me. The ballerina pressed her ass against my still hard dick in my pants and wiggled her ass back and forth. "I think he needs sucked on too." She whispered. I could feel a set of fingers wrap around my dick as my pants were pulled down. Within seconds my dick was sliding into the ballerinas pussy, though I wasn't sure exactly how, given the costume. The hooker pushed her shorts down and stepped out of them, leaving her standing in fishnet thigh high stockings, fuckme stiletto heels, her leather top having hit the ground already. She pulled my face to her tit as I was bent over the ballerina, and she guided one of my hands to her pussy. I slipped a finger in as I started stroking the pussy in front of me. There was no way I was going to last long with this. I came in gushes, triggering a quick orgasm in the ballerina, who had to have already been well on the way when she got here. I worked a finger in the hooker to bring her off while my dick was still pumping its load of cum into the ballerina. That only left the rock star unaccounted for. The ballerina pulled off my dick and headed to the tunnel as soon as she could breath again and the hooker followed as soon as her clothes were back on. I retreated to the ready room to put myself back together. The rock star was waiting for me in my chair, her pants around her ankles and her shirt pushed up over her perky tits. Her fingers were flying up and down her pussy. I knelt between her legs, my pants still around my knees, and replaced her fingers with my tongue. I had no problem bringing her to a quaking climax, after which we both spent the next several minutes and two groups trying to recover. She gave me a very hot kiss on the lips and then headed out to join the last of the group that was just going through.
Much of the evening followed the same theme. I was flashed by a variety of sexy bodies in a variety of costumes, sucked by a hobo with DD tits swinging free. She preferred to have it squirted all over her huge tits than get fucked, but I didn't care. In general the girls kept me hard all night, with only the two acts of relief. The night was starting to draw to a close when Deb showed up. I knew it was her in a second. She was wearing a pair of silk pj's fuzzy slippers and a nightcap. She also carried a pillow. I slipped up behind her and wrapped my cape around her and whispered in her ear... "Dracula wants to suck your tits and fuck your brains out!"
"Ohhhh drac... that sounds so naughty." She replies in a whisper as she drew my cape around her. I felt her rustling around under my cape, so I stood still until she had finished whatever she was doing. I watched the pink silk fly out from under my cape with a kick from her and then she pressed against me, finding the snap on my pants and pushing them down. I felt a silky material press against my dick as she undid the buttons of my shirt. By this time the group was gone and we were alone. She dropped my cape and stepped back. Even in the dim light she was hot. She wore a red silk pushup bra, with her nipples exposed over the top. And a red silk thong, all covered with a shimmery red silk lace top held up by two tiny strings.
"You like?" she asked as she pirouetted for me.
"oh yes!"
"Good. Now I want you to fuck me. Right here!" she said laying down and putting the pillow under her head.
"Not much time"
"Won't take much" she said as she pulled the red thong aside and began playing with her pussy, "and you're wasting some of it."
I knelt between her legs and let her guide me to her sopping pussy. I slid easily inside her and she cried out in pleasure when I hit bottom. I had barely been stroking into her when the thunder sounded, meaning the next group was on its way. We quickly got our stuff and ran to my ready room, at least as much as I could with my pants around my knees. Once inside she sat me on the chair and quickly sat on my lap, facing me, quickly going to work bouncing up and down on my dick. I pushed the shimmery red lace aside and did my best to suck on her tits with them moving, finally just pulling the strapless bra off to get better control. The added sensations seemed to really send her over the top, causing a huge orgasm as the thunder sounded for the next group, drowning out her single long scream.
Given the two cums I had already had, I wasn't ready to fire yet, but that didn't seem to matter. She kept on bouncing on me. I got startled when two Indian squaws showed up, worrying for a minute that we had been discovered. Both looked exactly the same, long dark hair, pulled back, by a headband, fairly good sized tits encased in an animal hide bra, a flap of cloth covering their pussies and asses and animal hide moccasins. In short they were hotter than hell, and appeared to be twins. My fear was short lived though as each one dropped their tops on the ground and pulled the strings on their loincloths. They were quickly naked, moving to each side of me.
Deb stopped her action and leaned in to kiss me. "This is your reward for being so good."
"Reward for what? I don't really understand."
"You were a great sport, and you didn't cause the girls any trouble. This was dare week, and the girls chose for a dare to expose themselves at least once in the haunted house. Sex was not required, but if they wanted to it was allowed. All of them had to be over eighteen to participate."
"Oh I get it. I guess the rumors are true."
"They are. Now for being a good sport, Jenny and Jill are your treat. They haven't had a chance yet to play, and they really want to be fucked." She finished as she pulled up off of me. One of the two, I don't know if it was Jill or Jenny, quickly replaced her, sinking a very tight pussy onto my wet dick. I groaned as she slid down, but had it muffled when the other girl leaned in and pulled my head to her tit. I let a hand go to her pussy and began to finger fuck her in time with her sisters actions on my dick. After a few minutes they changed places, with the one on me now coming to a climax after two groups had gone by. They switched back and the one on my lap now pulled my head to her chest, and continued to ride me until I unloaded in her pussy. Only then did she allow herself to climax, her whole body shaking as she came. After all of us catching our breaths, they pulled on what little existed of their costumes, and slipped out, each of them giving me a hot wet kiss before leaving. Neither of them ever said a word.
The night ended and the lights came up. I used some wet wipes I had brought to take care of the makeup, and cover the fact that part of it was wiped off on certain girls tits. Rick was beside himself at the number of pussies and tits he had seen. All I could do was smile as he told me how he had such a better job because of all he saw. If he only knew...n addition to playing Dracula, I work for a university teaching a course. Monday came and went as usual, my class ending at 3. I thought I saw long dark hair that looked familiar leaving the rear of the room. After I got back to my office I thought about it and looked through the online pictures of my students. It didn't take long to find Jill Wilson. Miss Wilson bore a striking resemblance to the two Indian squaws that were my "reward" for being a good sport during the haunted house. In many ways I hoped she wouldn't put together who Dracula was. For the next week, I had a pretty good feeling that she hadn't made the connection. Getting involved with one of your students was a quick way to get canned. It was bad enough if you were involved with a student, but if that student was in your class you were dead meat. I hoped that she either wouldn't put it together, or she would keep it to herself. Fortunately age wasn't a problem, since most of my students were nearing their twenty first birthdays.
The following Monday came, and any hope of her not figuring it out evaporated. The lecture of my class was given in a fairly large auditorium type setting. The room had seats for twice the 90 students that I had. As was typical in most classes, there were a few that sat toward the front, but most stayed toward the back half of the room. This day I had an obvious student in the third row straight up from where I normally stood while I was lecturing. This particular student, with long dark hair, was wearing a white short sleeved turtleneck shirt and a very short denim skirt. Her outfit was finished off with flip-flops. She sat there smiling at me as I prepared for lecture.
I was half way through my lecture before I temporarily lost my train of thought and had to pause to collect them. That derailment was caused when I looked up at Jill and she was using the end of her pencil to trace back and forth across her right breast, bouncing it across her hardening nipple with each pass. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra, and the slight attention she was paying to one of her nipples had them both growing hard, poking out of the white shirt at me. I regained my composure and continued with my lecture, trying not to look at her so I could keep my train of thought going, and my dick from growing into an embarrassment. I couldn't resist looking back from time to time though, and once again I lost my train of thought. She had allowed her legs to spread under the writing arm of the seat she had her free hand under her desktop slowly pulling the hem of her already very short skirt up farther. It wasn't long before she had it pulled far enough up for me to be able to see she wasn't wearing anything under. Again it took me a moment to get my thoughts back on track and continue with my lecture. Somehow I managed to make it though the rest of class, finally dismissing the students. By then she had her legs far enough apart and her skirt far enough up that she was able to give me a good enough view of her pussy that I could see moisture glistening on her lips. Almost as soon as I had gotten a good look, her legs closed and she smoothed her skirt down as she stood up. Her notebook closed and was pulled tight to her chest, covering her hard nipples and she disappeared out of the room with the rest of the class.
I stayed and answered student questions and tried to put the view out of my mind. I was mostly successful with that until evening. When I closed my eyes a vivid image of her wet pussy lips leapt to my minds eye, immediately getting me turned on again. The night ended up with a nice porn movie to release the tension. Since there wasn't any more class that week I didn't see her again until Monday.
Once again she was sitting in lecture with a button down shirt and plaid pleated skirt. Her long dark hair was loose, hanging down over her shoulders, reaching well past her tits as she bent over to get her notebook out of her backpack. Class started and I began lecturing. It wasn't long before my eyes were drawn to Jill. She was sitting with no one close, and her hair pulled over her shoulders so that it laid on both sides of her chest. Between the two shocks of hair spread over her shoulders and chest, was a strip of tanned skin disappearing into the light blue button down blouse.
As class continued, that strip of skin continued to grow, until I was easily looking at the sides of her tits, the shirt undone practically to her navel. Every so often she would reach to her front and push the material around, until, very subtly, she had one tit mostly exposed, covered only with the hair laying across it. As her head moved up and down to take notes, her nipple slowly worked out between the strands until it was fully in my view. Nearly at the end of class she reached between her legs and I saw them spread slightly while she looked down at her paper. Her hand disappeared between her legs, pulling the skirt up until I had a clear view of her pussy. I practically choked when I saw her finger disappear into her pussy, and then sliding out again, glistening with her juices. I did my best to sound coherent in my lecture. When her finger went to her lips and sucked the juices off I was beyond keeping track of what I was saying. I finished my sentence and then looked at the clock.
With ten minutes to go, I announced a pop quiz and quickly wrote a question out on the board. With that done, I was able to stand back and watch Jill as she pulled a piece of paper from her notebook. She shook her head, and pulled her hair back, giving me a brief look at her fully exposed breast. The material was quickly closed and she buttoned it as she wrote the answer to her quiz. As most of the class was getting up to hand in their quizzes, I watched Jill as I looked over the bulk of the room. She closed her legs only when she thought someone might see her. I saw her hand disappear between her legs one more time just before she stood up. She walked up to me and handed me her quiz, running her finger over my hand. I could feel the trail of moisture she left there. After the room emptied, I reached my hand to my nose and the scent of pussy was clearly there. I picked up my stuff and headed back to my office, horny as hell.
Wednesday came and homework was due. Jill came in toward the end and set her paper on the pile, giving me a look as she did. She went to her new spot in the third row and sat down. She was wearing a white zipper down jumper, white stocking and heals. She looked like a million bucks. She sat down and I watched the clock to reach 2 for the start of class. I picked up lecture where I had left off last time. I worked through my material, glancing occasionally at Jill. I was getting better at keeping my eye on her and my mind on my lecture. She was trying that today though. Her jumper, had a single zipper, but it apparently had two pulls, one from the top and one from the bottom. It wasn't long before those two zippers began to move toward each other. My next surprise was that her stockings were not pantyhose, but stockings with a white garter. Before the end of class she had exposed more than half of her tits and I could easily see all the way to her shaved pussy. The end of class came and the zippers were quickly closed. She winked at me as she got up to leave. I picked up my stuff and headed back to my office.
When I got to my office, I pulled out the homework, and looked through until I found Jill's homework. I thought I noticed a note, and sure enough, there were a series of numbers. Three rows, labeled N, W and T. I sat and puzzled what they meant. It was late in the afternoon before I realized what the first two were. GPS coordinates. I quickly pulled up google earth and plugged in the numbers. The location was a spot north of town along the river. Now all I needed to do was figure out the T number. It was obviously a time and place, but what was the time? It took a while to figure out that if I calculated the number of hours from the beginning of the year, it would be exactly at noon on Saturday. I figured I should let her know that I understood, but how? I sent an e-mail indicating that I had a question on her homework, and would she stop by my office at a time of her choosing. Now all I could do was wait.
Jill showed up in my office on Friday afternoon.
"you wanted to see me?" Jill asked as she stepped into my office. She was wearing what I could only describe as a spandex tube that went from just over her tits to mid thigh, fitting like a glove over her curves.
"Yes. I was looking at your homework and I didn't understand what you had put down for one answer, but I think I figured it out since then."
"Oh good." She said as she sat down in the chair next to my desk. She had her back to the door and her legs facing me. She slid a hand down to the bottom hem of the dress and pulled it up until I could easily see her pussy. "I was hoping you would understand what I had put down."
"It took me a few minutes to puzzle it out, but yes, I finally got your point."
"oh good.!" She said with a smile, letting her hands leave the bottom hem while she spread her legs slightly, giving me both a better view of her pussy and holding the material tight so that I could still see. " I wasn't sure you would understand what I meant." She continued, keeping her voice even and professional in case someone overheard. Her hands, however were far from professional. She used both hands on the top of her dress, pulling it down until it was hooked under her bare tits. She then squeezed her arms together, pushing them tighter together and out toward me. She smiled at me with a huge sexy grin.
"I'm glad I got my point across. Do you think there are any other problems with that?"
"No, I think I completely understand. While I don't want to give the appearance of special treatment I think I can give you a fair grade with that information."
"Thank you. I guess I'll see you in class on Monday."
"Unless we happen to cross paths before that. I hope you have an enjoyable weekend."
"I will, thank you! You too!" she said with a sparkle in her eyes as she covered her tits and pulled her dress back in place as she stood up. "Bye professor."
"Bye Miss Wilson." I said as she walked out of the office wiggling her hips seductively. If there was any doubt left in my mind of her intentions, they were gone now. The only question that remained was how long I would keep my job if this ever got out. I went back to work trying not to think about the weekend.
Saturday came sunny and beautiful. We were having a nice Indian summer, and today was no exception. By ten o-clock it was nearly seventy. I did some chores around the house, anciously waiting for eleven thirty. I figured it would take me twenty minutes to drive to a good place to park and another ten to hike in. I didn't know if there was a trail or anything, but I had my GPS and I could easily go cross country. The biggest problem was that I didn't know which side of the river the spot was located on. It wasn't deep, and this time of year didn't flow too fast, but the water was bound to be cold. I packed a towel in my backpack along with my water and other normal daypack stuff. The time finally arrived and I headed out.
I got there a little less than twenty minutes later pulling off the highway and down a small dirt drive toward the river. I parked and headed for the coordinates using my gps. I didn't see any other cars parked, so all I could do was walk to the coordinates and hope that I found Jill there. I approached the coordinates and saw a clearing through the woods. It was not an easy trek, but I did find a nice deer trail to follow for part of the way. It was also a good thing I wore long pants, because the brambles were not nice.
I stepped into the clearing and was greeted with a pleasant site. Laying on a lounge chair was Jill, wearing a tiny white bikini, basking in the sun.. She stood up as soon as she saw me and stepped to the middle of the clearing.
"I wasn't sure you would come." She said as she reached behind her and untied her suit top.
"I wasn't sure I would either. You know that something like this could get me fired." I said as I watched her untie her bottoms and let them slide to the ground with her top.
"I won't tell if you don't." she said as she moved over to me and started pulling my t-shirt out of my pants. She quickly pulled it out and over my head, tossing it aside. Next she knelt down and untied my hiking boots and pulled them off, tossing them over her shoulder. She straightened, still on her knees, and undid my pants, pulling them down to my ankles, my hardening dick springing out as she pulled my briefs down with my pants. "Oh I have been waiting so long for this." She said quietly as she engulfed my dick with her hot mouth. I hardened the rest of the way very quickly, her slurping and sucking working me quickly toward a climax.
"I'm going to cum if you keep that up." I told her between clenched teeth.
"Good" she mumbled as she increased her efforts.
"AHHHHHH" I cried out into the woods as I started unloading buckets of cum into her mouth. She worked valiantly to swallow down everything I gave her, letting just trickles come out the corners of her mouth. Finally she decided she had me sucked dry and pulled her face from my crotch. Without a word she helped me step of my pants the rest of the way and then stood up, pressing her tits into my heaving chest and her lips to mine. I felt her tongue invade my mouth and tasted the saltyness of my cum on her. We stood there kissing, tasting, practically devouring each other for a long time. Finally she pulled from me and took my hand.
"I want to be eaten out so bad right now. Please tell me you eat pussy." She said as she pulled me toward the lounge chair.
"I've been waiting to taste your pussy ever since you flashed it at me in class that day."
"I wasn't for sure you were Dracula until you reacted to me. The look in your eyes after class told me I was right."
I knelt at the end of the lounge chair after she sat down. I helped her scoot down to the end toward me and she hooked her legs over my shoulders as I reached out and inhaled her scent. I licked gently at first, working my tongue between her already engorged lips, eliciting a moan from her. I continued to work on her for many minutes, my tongue starting to tire as she began to come. I felt her body shake and shudder as she screamed out that she was coming. The woods was filled with oh gods and oh fucks as her body continued to convulse as I attacked her clit. Finally she pushed my head away and pulled me up toward her. She moved up the chair, pulling me along with her. It was clear what she wanted, and right then I wanted it just as much. She cried out again as I drove my dick into her sopping pussy. She held her legs wide in the air, allowing my thrusts to plunge my dick in until my head was bumping her cervix. Her orgasm quickly built back up and she screamed out to fuck her harder as I plunged in and out, my own cum boiling up in my balls preparing for release. Her pussy began to spasm around my dick as her climax hit new heights, triggered by the first shot of my hot cum invading her pussy. She clamped the two of us together, pulling me deep into her as her body shook and convulsed with each new pump of hot juice. I finally collapsed on top of her, drained of both cum and energy.
After what seemed like an hour, we rolled to the side, my softened dick having long uncorked the flood of juices from her. "My god that was good." She breathed as she moved her head to nuzzle my neck.
"I have to admit that was one of the best fucks I have ever had."
"Ohhh you like me then?" she purred.
"I have to admit you great at sex, but as a person, I'm not sure what you're like."
"Well, Maybe I'll have to give you some lessons on that second part. I'm kind, considerate, sensitive, and oh yes! Very very turned on by you."
"That last part I could tell, but why?"
"I don't know. When I met you at the haunted house, I was just there for a good time. I hadn't really ever done anything like that, so when Deb dared us, I couldn't resist. She promised that it would be unforgettable. The reality is that it was. When I saw you in class the next Monday I knew it was you. I just had to have you again!"
"Well you did. But I could easily be fired, having sex with one of my students."
"Well then maybe you better not get caught." A voice said from the side of the clearing. My immediate reaction was 'oh fuck'. "you remember me professor? I'm Jill' sister Jenny." She said as she walked into the clearing, holding a video camera. "You two make one hell of a porn video!" she said.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Jill asked, sitting up, anger clear in her face. I was afraid I had been set up by Jill, but one look at the pure rage in her features told me she was as upset as I was. "You had no right!" She shouted as she got out of the chair and went to confront her sister.
"Oh I had every right dear sister. You planned on keeping him for yourself, and I wanted some too!"
"So you do something this despicable?"
"Sure? Why not? When you took the boat out I knew where you were headed. It didn't take me long to guess what was up. I'm just glad I got here in time to capture the grand finally."
"You fucking whore!" Jill screamed at her as she took a dive at her sister. The two of them fell into a pile of flying arms and legs. Jenny got up and tried to run to the boat after pushing Jill away. I followed as the two ran the short way to the shore. Jenny jumped into a boat tied to a tree on the shore and was just getting ready to try to start it when Jill flew though the air and landed both of them in the water. The ice cold water knocked the wind out of both of them and I quickly waded in to pull Jill out and then help Jenny into the boat. The two of them sat shivering in the boat, Jill swearing at her sister like a sailor. "You ruined everything you fucking whore!"
"Not likely." Jenny shivered as I used a towel I found In the boat to dry Jill off. "you just wanted to keep him to yourself." She finished.
"Come on." I said as I started to undress her from her sopping clothes. She was shivering uncontrollably now, her lips turning a nice shade of blue. "Stop fighting and get these wet clothes off before you go into hypothermia!" I snapped. Jenny slowly helped me get her clothes off while Jill sat in the sun and tried to warm back up. By the time I had her naked, her lips were completely blue. "Come on. Both of you!" I said, half carrying Jenny toward the bow of the boat. I climbed out and then waited for Jill, still shivering to climb out after me. She held my arm as we made our way back into the clearing. I helped Jenny sit on the lounge chair and then spread the towel and blanket that Jill had previously brought out, on the ground. I helped Jill lay down in the sun and then went to get Jenny. Once I had her on the blanket as well, I sat down between them and pulled the blanket over us. I lay down and pulled them both close to me under the blanket. They were both cold as ice and shivering, but they slowly warmed up, or I cooled down, I'm not all that sure which. We lay there, letting my body heat and the sun on the brown blanket heat the girls back up. Somewhere along the way I fell asleep with them.
I was aroused by two noses nuzzling my neck and a hand gently stroking my already hardened dick. I really wasn't sure what to make of this development. Last time I recalled, Jill was pissed at Jenny, and Jenny was planning on blackmailing me into having sex with her. The fact that I now had both girls hands on my body, and neither was objecting had me confused. That confusion grew when Jill slid up my body and fed me one of her luscious tits and Jenny, I think, slid a leg across my body and gently impaled herself on my dick. I heard Jenny moan as she began to gently ride me, using her hands to both kneed my chest and use it for support. I licked and sucked the tit that was being fed to me as my arousal grew. I felt Jenny shudder and make small mewing noises as she began to climax on my dick. Jill replaced Jenny after she slid off my dick. Jill was much more aggressive in her bouncing, leaning forward to let her tits play across my face as she rocked on her knees. I nipped and licked at her nipples any time they came in range, while my hands squeezed her tight ass in time with her bouncing. She sat upright and changed positions, putting her feet on the ground and using her hands on my hips for leverage. Now she was bouncing straight up and down on me, screaming out in pleasure and using language a street whore would blush at. The woods was filled with her cries about how she wanted to feel my "fuck juice" fill her and how she wanted me to turn her into her "fuck slave". Her pussy contracted around my dick, indicating another orgasm was upon her, but she kept on bouncing, just more erratically.
Jenny got up from where she had collapsed and squatted down over my face, facing away from Jill, bringing her pussy within tongue range. I stuck my tongue out and began licking her pussy while my hands went to work on her firm tits, one hand squeezing each tit and my fingers rolling and pinching her hard nipples. I enjoy sucking tits and licking pussy, and between having a pussy on my face and Jill bouncing on me, screaming out how great it felt and how much she was coming, I was at the point of no return. I sqeezed Jenny's tits hard and moaned on her clit, causing her to climax as I started shooting my load into Jill. Pump after pump of my hot juice filled Jill's pussy as she pushed down on me and ground her pelvis against mine.
The three of us were finally drained and collapsed in a heap, Jenny and Jill both rolling off to one side, taking me along with them. Jill managed to keep me embedded into her pussy and my head was still between Jenny's legs. After I recovered my breath I playfully licked at Jenny's pussy. Even the girls pussy tasted the same, but their sexual style was completely different, Jenny being quiet and reserved, and Jill being loud and nasty. Quite a combination.
"Damn Jenny, why didn't you just ask if you could share him?" Jill asked as we lay there recuperating.
"I didn't think either of you were going to." She answered simply.
"So what happened to the camera?" she asked.
"Oh fuck!" Jenny cried as she jumped up, practically letting my head bang into the ground. She ran to the river and was wading around the boat, searching for the camera when we got there. "You knocked it from my hands when I fell in."
"Oh shit! That was Mom's camera!"
"I know!" Jenny said a look of concern on her face.
"Here it is, under the boat seat." Jill said as she was crawling around inside the boat. She held the camera up triumphantly.
"Now if you two don't mind, please erase that tape?" I said.
"And get rid of that great fuck scene? Are you kidding?" Jenny asked.
"No I'm not kidding. If this ever got out I would be fired before I could even say my own name."
"I suppose." Jenny said. " I'll erase it when I get home. The battery is dead now."
"Ok." I replied. "I suppose we should start heading home?"
"I suppose." Jill said with a pout as she got out of the boat and came over to hug me, her naked tits pressing against my chest. "Let's go get dressed."
"Um... that could be a problem." Jenny said. "My clothes are soaked."
"No problem, just wear a towel around yourself. No one will notice." Jill responded.
"are you kidding? I have to ride the 4 wheeler home."
"I'm sure you'll manage." Jill said as we reached the clearing. She pulled on her bikini as I dressed. "Why don't you give Mike a ride to his truck. He can hold the towel closed for you."
"That's a good idea." She said as she wrapped the towel around herself. "that will get me part way anyway."
"Good." Jill said as she folded the blanket and chair up. She stepped over to me and kissed me sensuously on the lips. "See you in class on Monday professor."
"See you Monday Jill." I replied as I released her.
"Probably more than you expect." She whispered back. Before tuning and running to the boat.
I followed Jenny through the woods, her wet shoes squishing with each step. We soon came to a fairly large ATV parked in the trees. Jenny put her clothes on the front and secured them with a bunji cord and then climbed on. I jumped on behind her, and put my hands around her waist for a hand hold.
"If you're going to hold me, you might as well do it right." Jenny said, pushing one hand between her legs and the other up under the towel onto one of her tits.
"I see." I said as I stuck a finger into her wet and spread pussy and squeezed her right nipple.
"Oh god yes." She breathed as she started up the engine. We hadn't gone too far, with me stroking her clit with my finger and squeezing her nipple before the towel had come open and she was riding essentially naked. She didn't seem to care though as she worked at staying on the trail that wound through the woods. It was longer than the straight line walk I had made, but we arrived at the car fairly quickly. She left the engine running, the vibrations on her pussy seeming to increase the pleasure she was feeling from my finger. After a few minutes sitting there stood up and turned around to face me. She undid my pants and had my dick out in seconds. My pants limited how far my dick would move, but she managed to get it lined up with her pussy and sit down on it, leaning back against the handle bars. I continued to stroke her clit and pinch her nipples, now being able to see what I was doing to them. she rocked her hips, working my dick around inside her as I grew harder and longer. She made little squeaking sounds as her body tensed and shook with her orgasm. I stopped stroking her and let her catch her breath after turning off the engine. "Fuck that felt good." She breathed heavily.
"You two are insatiable." I said.
"Not always, but your dick really does something to me."
"Well, I'm glad you like it." I replied, not knowing what else to say.
"Oh that is such an understatement." She growled at me as she wiggled around on my still rock hard dick. "I still want you to blow your load in me again before you leave."
"Well, you're welcome to try, but after three huge shots already this afternoon, I don't know how much is left."
"Not to worry." She said as she stood up, pulling off me with a slurp. She leaned me back and pulled my legs up and on the handlebars while continuing to straddle me. She helped me work down until my dick was aimed straight up at her pussy and then she sat down on me. She started stroking up and down my dick, almost pulling off and then slamming down until her clit was pressing into the base of my dick. All the while she was doing this she was teasing my nipples with her nails and tickling my balls. I watched her tits bounce and jiggle with each stroke, eventually reaching up and allowing my fingers to scrape across her nipples each time she came down. True to her word, within a few minutes I could feel my cum boiling up inside.
"Oh girl you are going to get it in a minute." I told her between clenched teeth.
"Oh good. She panted. I'm so ready!"
A few more trips up and down my dick and I exploded inside her, pumping cum deep into her waiting pussy. To my surprise she ground her pelvis into mine, another small orgasm washing over her. After we had both recovered enough, she climbed off me and used her hot mouth to clean all the cum off of me, making me grow hard again, much to my surprise.
"Oh god! Hard again!" she said
"fraid there isn't much left there though." I said as I began pulling my pants back up.
"Well, can't fault a girl for trying." She said as I climbed off the ATV. She gave me a big hug and kiss before putting the towel back around her body and climbing on the ATV. I watched her disappear in dust down the trail with a wave before getting in my truck and driving home. How much crazier could things get?
Life could be complicated at times. Not that life wasn't usually, but at the moment it was more than normal. What had started out as an innocent game for a group of sorority girls had turned into a competition between two twins to see who could get more of me. I'm single so under other circumstances I'd be in hog heaven. The problem was the circumstances. Since the little rendezvous at the river, Jill and Jenny had spent considerable amounts of time trying to convince me that one or the other was the sexiest, horniest, and best fuck of the pair. I hated to tell them, but if it wasn't for Jill being shaved and Jenny having just a tiny patch of dark curls on her mound, I couldn't tell them apart. Not by looks, not by how they kissed, and most certainly not by how well they fucked. They were both dynamos in bed. The last three weeks had proven that beyond any doubt.
It was Thanksgiving break, which gave me a break from the girls. I assumed that like most students, they had headed home for the week. I'm not old mind you, but I'm also not twenty years young any more. At thirty-five the girls were considerably younger than I, and they have considerably more energy than I do, especially when they decide to play tag team on me. That's not a complaint. It's an extremely pleasant way to get worn out and an equally pleasant way to wake up, with one naked young woman on either side of you. All I had to do was to keep this little arrangement we had under wraps so I didn't lose my job teaching at the university.
Having assumed that they were out of town, it was a considerable surprise to get a text from Jill on Friday afternoon requesting my presence at their apartment as soon as possible. I would have guessed that she hadn't gone home, or had to come back early for work and now was interested in some extracurricular activities, if it hadn't been for the unusual tone of the text. Generally she wrote that she needed some assistance with a problem, our code for come fuck me. This text though said only, "come to my apt asap! Important!"
While most girls in a sorority had to live at the sorority house, this sorority had apparently grown larger than they had living space for. So they had leased an apartment building just down the street from the sorority house for the overflow. It was convenient for me that the twins shared an apartment in that building. It would have been much more awkward trying to fuck the two of them inside the sorority house, though I have no doubt that the girls would have figured out some way to make it happen.
I wasn't doing anything particularly important, just watching some TV when I got her text, so I headed out to my car and drove to their apartment. It was chilly. Early winter kind of chilly. Not snowing, but damp with a cold biting wind. I walked into their apartment building, and up the stairs, pausing to knock on 2C.
"Mike. Come on in," Jill said almost meekly, pulling the door open. I stepped inside, suddenly filled with trepidation as I realized there was an older woman that bore an incredible resemblance to Jill and Jenny. I had a hunch that I was looking at their mother, which really made me nervous. She was slightly shorter than either of the girls, maybe two inches or so, but even so, standing in her four inch heels she made a commanding appearance. Her raven black hair matched her girls, but her figure was somewhat fuller and her chest was, well, massive. Her face was stern and judgmental, and it was pretty obvious that I was being judged right then and there. It was also pretty obvious that I wasn't on the positive side of that judgement.
The woman crossed her arms across her chest and glared at me as Jill closed the door behind me. "Remember that little video at the river? Well, we sorta forgot to erase it," Jill whispered from behind me to explain just exactly what her mother knew.
"So, you're the bastard that's been fucking my little girls?" she snapped. "I wondered what young man had suddenly turned their heads. I'm disappointed to see just how old you are."
"I'm sorry. I don't think we've been introduced," I said, trying to figure out how to deal with this situation. "I'm Mike."
"I'm Lucile, Jill and Jenny's mother," she said, making no move toward me or even to uncross her arms. "I wonder what the university is going to say when I talk to them on Monday?"
"About what?" I asked trying to hold my voice even.
"I imagine they take a rather dim view of their faculty having sex with their students," she said, still standing with her arms crossed.
I sighed heavily and moved to the sofa she was standing near, ignored her as much as I could and dropped onto the sofa that I'd fucked the girls on so many times already. "I imagine that I'll find myself out of a job by sunset, regardless of my innocence in this. You see, Lucile is it? You see. I'm guilty of having sex with your daughters. I'm guilty of responding to their incredible overtures. I'm guilty of enjoying their attentions and of returning the favor and giving them the best orgasms I can. So, of all that I'm guilty. What I'm NOT guilty of is what the university administration will assume. That somehow I'm trading sex for grades, or worse. I didn't ask for this. I didn't even start it. All I did was NOT put an end to it."
"You're a grown man. You should have known better than to take advantage of a young woman," she said, having turned while I was talking to face me.
"Me? Take advantage of them? Seriously? I guess they didn't tell you about how all this started then. How the girls of the sorority came through the haunted house, flashing me, sucking my dick and in some cases even fucking me. Your two daughters were my PRIZE for being such a good sport and not causing problems for the girls. So just exactly who was taking advantage of who?" I asked.
I saw the look on her face change as I spoke. When I finished she turned to her daughter, standing behind her. "Is this true? Did the girls in the sorority do all this?"
"Yes," Jill whispered.
"And you allowed yourself to be given to him as a prize? Both of you?"
"Sorta,"
"How sorta?"
"We volunteered," Jill whispered.
"So it was your idea?" Her mother snapped.
"We heard how good he was giving the other girls and wanted some too. We just figured if we had the end of the haunted house we'd get more time and not have to rush quite as much."[NOTE: 'Giving the other girls "what?']
"So, having sex with him. It was your idea?" her mother asked, her voice softening a little.
"Pretty much," Jill answered. "We didn't even know that he was a professor until I saw him in class. Then when we did, well, we had to tease him more. I mean, how many girls can say their professor fucked them and really mean it?"
"Oh Jesus. I thought I taught you girls better than that!" she said, her anger obviously changing direction toward her daughter.
"Chill mom! We're big girls now. We can choose who and when we want to fuck. We don't need permission or a lecture." Jill said, some anger slipping out at her mother.
"Well, it would seem you do. I mean you'd willingly put someone's career at risk for some sex?" she said angrily at her daughter.
"He didn't say no!"
"That makes him just as stupid as you, not smarter."
"Hey. Hey!" I said, standing up and interrupting what was looking to become a rather significant argument. "We're all adults. All of us. No one always makes good choices. I don't think having a knock-down, drag-out here is going to help."
"No. You know. I think you should just go," Lucile said sharply.
You didn't have to tell me twice. "Fine. We'll talk about this later," I said to Jill as I walked past her toward the door.
"Yeah. Sorry about this," she whispered as she followed me to the front door. I looked down at her, leaned down and gave her a kiss on the cheek before walking out. I still didn't know what Lucile was going to do, but I was pretty sure that Jill would give me a heads up as soon as they finished the argument. My only hope was that the mother realized that while I could have said no, I wasn't being a predator towards her daughters. That can be a tough sell, and I wasn't even there to make the sale.
I parked in front of my house and headed inside realizing it was nearly dinner time but I was for some reason not all that hungry. I plopped into my recliner, turned on the TV and found an old movie to watch, waiting a bit nervously for Jill to let me know if I was going to have a job at the end of the weekend or not.
The movie I had turned on ended and I was well into a second one when the doorbell rang. It kind of surprised me. If it were one of the girls they'd come right in, knowing where I kept my spare key hidden. I got up and headed toward the door wondering if I was going to be opening the door to see the police. With more than a little trepidation, I opened the front door and then stood there in mild shock.
"So. Do you want to invite me in?" Lucile asked, bundled up in a knee length winter coat.
"Um. Yeah. Sure. Come on in," I muttered, holding the door open for her. She stepped in out of the chilly darkness and I closed it behind her. "Can I take your coat?"
"Yes, that'd be nice," she said, unbuttoning the coat and then shrugging it off her shoulders. I hung it on a hook in the entryway next to mine and then turned back to face her, her back still to me. She stepped down the short entryway into the living room and looked around. She stepped almost half way toward my recliner before turning to face me. The look on her face was absent of anger as I expected, and was instead more the look of someone that wanted to say something but didn't know how.
"Would you care to sit?" I asked, motioning toward the sofa.
"Yes. Thank you," she said, turning and walking toward it, her tall high heels clicking and clunking on the hardwood floor. She turned and sat down, the short blue dress she had on hiking farther up her thighs as she sat down, pulling easily well more than half way up from her knees. I walked to my recliner, swiveled it toward the sofa and sat down, waiting for her to choose what to say. "I'd like to apologize. I still think that what you did, all of it, the haunted house episode and then the continued relationship with my daughters was in very poor taste, but I can see now that you weren't the sexual predator that I had thought at first."
"Apology accepted," I said quietly. "Does that mean that you're not planning on going to the university administration about this?"
"No. My daughters convinced me that I shouldn't do that."
"Does your husband agree?"
"There isn't a husband, so yes, I suppose the answer to that is yes," she said, nervously rubbing her fingers and palms.
"I appreciate that. It could have gotten pretty messy. I've always tried to keep that line in place between students and myself. This time things got a bit more complicated than I'd expected."
"So it would seem. Do you still plan on seeing my daughters?"
"Only if they want me to. As much as it's a danger to me, I do enjoy their company."
"And their sex?"
"Lucile. It is Lucile right?"
"Uh huh."
"Lucile. They are quite talented, and they enjoy sharing their talents with me. For my part, I try to treat them like queens when they're with me, something not all young men this day and age do."
"Most men, not just young men."
"Okay. Most men. Anyway. If they want to come over and hang out and it turns to sex, I won't say no, but I won't seek them out for sex either. I haven't up to this point and I don't see any reason to start now."
"They told me that about you. That's one reason that I decided you weren't being a predator. You don't ask them for it, and when they ask you, either physically or verbally, they say you always ask them if they're sure that's what they want."
"I do." I agreed honestly.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you want to have sex with them? I can see you don't have a wife, but don't you have a girlfriend your age?"
"My age? Interesting thought. No. I don't currently have a girlfriend my age, or any age for that matter, unless you count the girls."
"Why not?"
"Too much baggage I guess. When they start getting too serious, I tend to back away."
"Oh? Why is that?"
"The past. My past."
"Oh? Serial killer type past?"
"No. Not that."
"So then what?" she asked, scooting closer to the edge of the sofa, her skirt sliding up slightly farther as she did. I could see her pink panties up under the hem of the dress as she leaned closer to hear my answer.
"My wife passed shortly after we were married." I answered her.
"Oh. I'm sorry. What happened?"
"She was a cancer survivor when I met her. We both thought she'd beaten it and got married. Unfortunately, it came back shortly after. She fought it for two years before it finally took her."
"Oh. I didn't know. I'm so sorry!" she said, sadness clearly drawn on her features.
"Well. It was what it was."
"So now you try not to get too close to anyone? I guess I can understand that."
"Pretty much," I agreed. "Well. Thank you for coming and telling me in person. I know Jill would have told me, but hearing it from you, I appreciate that."
"You're welcome. But I have to admit that isn't the only reason I came in person."
"Oh?"
"No. Quite frankly, my daughters, both of them, have informed me in no uncertain terms that if I reported you they would deny everything."
"Oh?"
"Yes. They gave me a note to give you," she said, reaching for the small clutch she had set on the sofa next to her. She opened it and pulled out a small pink slip of paper and handed it over to me. I unfolded it and read the very short message. Give her as good as you do us! Jill
"I don't understand," I said in confusion, reading the note again.
She reached into the clutch again and drew out a small DV video tape. She held it out to me, which leaned toward her and took. "That's the tape the girls made of you. No, there aren't any more copies."
"I still don't understand."
"It took some discussion, but they convinced me to give you a chance. An unusual one to be sure but a chance."
"I still don't understand."
"They've tried to convince me that you're worth it, that you provide them with something useful and enjoyable. That you are, as they put it, too incredible to pass up. I've argued that that's just a lack of experience on their part, but they have assured me that if you were to...show me, that I would find the same thing. So they made me a deal. If I came over here and allowed you to show me just how much enjoyment you give them, that when we were done I could choose to either stop this or let it go. That they would accept my decision as long as I didn't do anything to hurt you or turn you in. I agreed. It seemed the simplest way to put an end to this."
"So your plan is to come over here, have sex with me and then tell them it wasn't all that special and put an end to our physical relationship?"
"Something like that," she answered.
"Then there really isn't any point, now is there? It would seem you have already made up your mind."
"In what?"
"Having sex. If you're going to report that it was nothing special, why bother at all. Save the energy and don't waste either of our time," I said with a shrug. "It'll be a disappointment to end the fun that the three of us have had, but I always knew that it would end. They're both young and have their whole careers ahead of them. They don't need to limit themselves by my limitations. So, yes, I always assumed that they would move on. Just didn't expect it quite this quickly."
"So you were using them?"
"Not at all. More like allowing them to use me," I said with a chuckle. "You have to remember, this was their idea, not mine. My life would have gone on just fine if they hadn't ever done what we did in the haunted house."
"I suppose that's true," she answered quietly.
"I don't suppose. I know. My life is what I have made it. I've been through a lot and emotional attachments are hard for me. The girls both know this. We've talked about it. Maybe that's why it's gone on as long as it has, because they know that they can get anything they need for fulfillment with no long term attachment. They enjoy the sex, the teasing, the tenderness and the kindness. They can come for it when they need or desire it and they don't have to worry about hurting my feelings if they don't."
"I'm not sure which bothers me more, that my daughters are using you this way or that you are using them to keep from having to be emotionally involved," she said with a frown.
"Trust me, I'm not using them. I don't WANT to be emotionally attached. I'm not looking for that."
"No, you're not. But you should be. Judging by how my daughters say you treat them and how gently and sensitively you make love to them, I'd say you are looking, just not accepting it when it comes before you."
"I don't think so. It's just sex."
"Actually, I don't believe it is. I think that somehow you are fulfilling a deeper emotional need. But, just the same, it's not a healthy relationship for either my daughters or you."
"Maybe not. I'll let them know it was enjoyable while it lasted but we agreed that it should probably end," I answered, getting up from the chair and stepping toward her. I held a hand out for her to help her to her feet to lead her to the door.
"Am I being dismissed?" she asked, surprise clear in her voice.
"Well, we both know how this ends. Not much point in prolonging it, is there?"
"That all depends," she said, standing up and then letting go of my hand. "Do you keep your promises? I rather suspect you do."
"I do my best."
"Well, I made a promise too," she said as she reached for the zipper on the side of her dress. She pulled the zipper down, wiggled her shoulders out of the fabric loops that held the dress top up. She wiggled and pulled the snug dress down, sliding the blue spandex material down her big breasts, more and more of them becoming exposed with each tug downward. I stared as the creamy skin of her massive breasts gave way to the pink curve of her areola, growing quickly to half-moons as the material paused, hanging on the bumps of her two large nipples. All at once the stretchy material pulled over both nipples and practically snapped down to her waist, freeing her massive tits.
She gripped the material around her waist and pushed, shoving the bunched up material unceremoniously down over her hips and ass, letting it fall down her legs to pool around her feet. She stepped from the material and stood in nothing but her heels and a tiny pink bikini panty. "I made a promise to my girls," she said as she reached for the tiny panty material looping over each hip. She pushed the panties down, exposing a tiny black bush of curls trimmed into an arrow shape pointing down toward her fat round pussy lips.
"Well I can see the family resemblance. I have to say, you are truly stunning. Though this is unexpected. I thought we were going to part ways and call an end to this."
"I would, if I hadn't promised to taste your abilities before I made my decision."
"But you've already made your decision. Not that I don't find you damn attractive."
"I can tell. It's hard to ignore the bulge in the front of your pants."
I looked down and saw that my cock was indeed pushing the front of my pants out rather dramatically. "Sorry."
"I wouldn't apologize for that. I consider it a compliment. Now, should we follow through on my promise?"
"You really want to do this?"
"Are you telling me you don't want to have sex with me?"
"I'm telling you that it doesn't make much difference, since you're going to go home and tell the girls that I wasn't that good and you're calling it all off."
"I could still change my mind," she said quietly, taking a half step toward me.