1. A Witch's Night Out


    Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Coercion, Exhibitionism, First Time, Group Sex, Horror, Reluctance, Teen, Voyeurism, Author: BlackRonin, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    she looked Carol-Anne saw neighbors, teachers, and friends of the family in twos and even threes, not a one of them with whoever they'd come in with. Eager hands pulled buttons and belts and zippers before long. The window fogged up. All of the candles blazed higher. Mrs. Carrier, the town baker, sat on Principal Proctor's knee, letting him cover her bare breasts with kisses. Deputy Wardwell's trousers were around his ankles and Mary Bradbury, whom he used to bust on a weekly basis for trying to sneak into the town bars back during her own high school days, was on her knees in front of him. Carol-Anne could not quite see what she was doing, but the expression on the deputy's face left little to the imagination. Everyone seemed drunk and delirious, but she suspected it had nothing to do with what was in their cups. Mouths gaped and hands wandered and eyes rolled. Naked flesh heaved everywhere. People Carol-Anne had known all her life were splayed out and bent over, crouching and kneeling and gyrating, lips and hands moving on each other. But somehow this did not surprise her or seem in any way wrong. The throbbing dirge of the organ pulsed inside her, turning on something a hot, wet feeling. Even standing where she was she gyrated her hips in time to the music and ran her hands over her own body, licking her lips. Daniel tugged at her again and pointed. Yes, there was Carol-Anne's mother, her dress discarded and her legs wrapped around Daniel's father'. And for that ...
    matter, there was Carol-Anne's father with Daniel's older sister, Susannah, pumping away at her as she bent over in front of him, thrashing from side to side. Daniel was wide-eyed and pale. He pulled off his mask and dropped it. "That does it," he said. "I'm getting the fuck out of here." "Stay," Carol-Anne said, catching him and pulling him close. She wrapped her arms around him like a snake coiling around its prey. "Kiss me," she said. She discarded her own mask. Daniel actually tried to push her away. "Don't you want to?" she said. "Not here. Not with...all that." "Forget that. Listen to the music. Can't you feel it? This part of you does, I can tell..." She cupped a palm against his throbbing hard-on and he just about bit his tongue in half. "Carol-Anne, there's something wrong with you. There's something wrong with everybody. Let's get you home." She tightened her grip on him and dropped to her knees. He was right, of course; there was something wrong. She just didn't care. She pulled the red tights down, revealing his half-erect cock and the wiry thatch of pubic hair around it. The night was, perhaps, a little too cold to be doing this outdoors, but she let her tongue slither up and down him before swallowing him. She was suddenly glad she'd taken the time to do her makeup, and picked this particular shade of red lipstick before leaving the house, as she liked imagining how her red, red lips must look like wrapped around him like this. Daniel froze like an animal caught in ...
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