Halloween Purge - Sex Stories

Halloween Purge

... was hidden under it. She freed them next, and they bounced as she danced. More and more clothes were discarded. My head turned and I could see all the others nude, or half undressed. The start of an orgy. Ms. Quinn bent at her hips, ass high in the air. She moved my chin to look at her.

“I want you to watch as I slide my pussy around your cock. It will be like nothing you have ever felt before and you will only beg me not to stop. When I’m done you will want nothing more than to be my fucktoy, my thrall.” She then lowered herself onto me and it was mind blowing. I would never be able to explain it so I would not try.

She rode me, then the whole time I had chills running over my body. Kind of like goose bumps but filled with a thousand times more pleasure. Then I saw Ruby’s face above mine. It was being thrust forward over and over again. She was being fucked roughly from behind by the serial killer. His belt is now around her neck. Her moans cut off as he pulled back on it.

“You know this fucking cunt was a bit of work to get in the mood but once I broke her she is a real good fuck,” he said to Ms. Quinn who is bouncing up and down on me.

“My fucktoy here really gave up ...

... no fight. Those girls' skills have been growing. They may one day be better than me,” she said with a laugh. “I do have to say his cock does fill me up quite nicely. Do you like me riding you fucktoy?”

In my groggy mind I heard the question. My mind racing with so many answers and all that came out of my mind was Yes Mistress.

“That is a good fucktoy.” Turning her attention to Ruby she asked, "do you like his big fat cock in you?”

Ruby was not a loss for words. “Fuck, yes!!,” she screamed. Taking up on my words she continued. “Yes Mistress. Sir’s cock is wonderful. The way he fucks me like I’m a worthless whore. His slaps on my ass or across my face. I can still feel the sting of his belt on my back and tits. All I want to be is his piece of fuckmeat, his bitch, his whore, his cumdumpster, his slave.”

The two of them cheered at her proclamation. “It seems you broke this one quite well,” Ms. Quinn commented. “What a needy slave she will be.”

With that said Elizabeth stood over me. “May I,” she questioned. With a motion Ms. Quinn gave her the ok. Elizabeth lowered herself on my face and with one word she commanded me - lick. My tongue started to as my mind went blank.