The Screaming Tree - A Halloween Story - Sex Stories

The Screaming Tree - A Halloween Story

... first touch, but I somehow knew that I had to drive her higher before I entered her. I stroked her breast and slowly pulled on her nipples. As I slid my hands down her body, I was a bit surprised that the paint was totally dry. It almost felt like it had been totally absorbed by the skin.

I could smell Tracey’s arousal. Actually, I could smell the arousal of all of the women in the grove. That woman smell was almost overpowering and it was giving me one of the hardest erections of my life. The groans and wails of the women just added to the moment. Tracey was bucking beneath me raising her hips up as if trying to force herself onto my shaft.

“Enter!” the Wise Woman barked out and I thrust into Tracey’s waiting cunt.

She wailed in passion. That wail was echoed by eleven other women. There were two more wails that sounded somehow different. One was the single female who was laying on the grass again frantically masturbating herself. She was bucking up wildly and had crept closer to the tree so that her legs were on either side of its main truck. I couldn’t identify the other wail. It somehow seemed to come from everywhere.

“The flower must now endure the bee’s sting,” the Wise Woman said.

I had no idea what in the hell that meant, but Tracey rolled over and brought herself up to her hands and knees. Then she whispered hoarsely, “My ass... fuck me in the ass.”

I again knelt between Tracey’s leg, but this time I was pushed against her from behind with my now ...

... limp prick pushed between her asscheeks. I bent over and began to play with her tits. She moaned softly as I squeezed her breasts and then pulled on her nipples.

“My clit. My clit,” she groaned out, “Play with my clit.”

I lay across her back and reached my hands up to her pussy. I began rubbing my fingers up and down across her slit. As I pulled forward I directly stimulated her clit. As I rubbed back, I pushed the fluids which were dripping from her back onto her rosebud.

As I did this, my prick slid up and down between her asscheeks. It only took a few minutes of that to cause me to return to rock hardness.

“Sting!” the Wise Woman said loudly.

This time I knew what she meant and pushed my prick into Tracey’s ass. I had planned to slowly enter her rosebud, but as soon as the tip of my prick touched her asshole, she rammed herself back burying me balls deep within her.

“Slowly at first,” she whispered.

We had done anal before. It wasn’t Tracey’s favorite, but she would do it once in a while for me. Tonight, however, she seemed to be really getting off on it. I continued to slowly rub her clit and she continued to ram herself hard back against my hips.

“Soon,” the Wise Woman said and both Tracey and I increased our tempo.

“Now!” the Wise Woman commanded and both Tracey and I exploded. I could hear the grunts and groans and cries of release all through the grove. The lone woman who was laying at the base of the tree pulled herself forward so that her ...