Hunted - End
“Oh, god,” she groaned, “h-he’s fucking my pussy so hard, I’m gonna cum all over him!!!” She wanted to ride him, well she was gonna get her chance, as Kel rammed his meat up into her now helpless pussy until both of them groaned in unison as his pecker shot load after hot load of cum into her steaming quim!!! “F-fuck,” she stammered as her own orgasm shredded her spasming organ, “just fucking incredible!!!”
After taking a couple of minutes to regain his breath and bearings, Kel asked softly, “Can you please tell what I’m doing here!?!”
The women looked back and forth between each other until Candy announced, “Well to tell you the truth, Kell, you were selcted because we thought you might give us a challenge!!!”
“A challenge,” he aske warily, “what kind of challenge!?!”
“It’s kinda hard to explain,” Candy went on slowly, “ya see, we kidnap men and turn them loose in the woods, and after giving them a head start, we chase them down and fuck them!!!”
Kel just stared at the quartet in front of them before stammering, “Are you gals nuts, kidnapping is a federal crime, you can go to prison for that!?!”
“Well,” Maribelle answered while pulling on her fatigues, “after a guy’s been fucked six ways to Sunday, do you think he’s really gonna call the cops, after all, it’s probably the best time he’s ever had in his life!!!”
Kel’s head was spinning at that logic, but in a way, Maribelle made some sense, how could a guy go to the police if he’d just satisfied four sex crazed women with rifles, and besides, who the hell would ever believe him!?"
Finally his shoulders slumped and he replied, “Okay, I’ll play, but can you at least untie me!?” Candy gave Maribelle a nod, and quick as a flash she pulled a huge survival knife and with just a flick of the wrist, cut him free!!!
“Let’s hurry up and start the game,” a redhead said excitedly!!! “You and Angela don’t even fuck’em,” Maribelle said sarcastically, “all you ever do is eat each other out and watch me and Candy screw’em!!!” “Well it’s the thrill of the hunt,” GIna shot back, “and my sexual preference is none of your damned business, thank you!!!” Maribelle just laughed at the tiny redhead and declared loudly, “Why do we even have these two cunt lappers around, Candy, all they ever do is watch us do all the work!?!”
“Ladies, ladies,” Kel said quietly, “I’ve got and idea, instead of chasing me through the forest, why not just let Maribelle and Candy fuck me while Gina and Angela do their thing, come on now, whataya say!?!” Candy and Maribelle looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders before Candy replied, “Okay, that’s all right with us, do you think you can get it up again for both of us!?!” The answer to that question was already becoming evident as Kel’s penis began to grow in anticipation of his pending encounter with the two kidnappers!!!
As if they were having a race, everyone began throwing off their clothing until all of them were standing naked in the middle of the living room!!! Kel eyed Angela and Gina as the two lesbians began necking and nuzzling each other, but his attention quickly returned to Candy and Maribelle as they made a human sandwich out of him by pressing him between them!!! “Come on ladies,” Kel panted, let’s get down to buisness shall we," as he pushed Maribelle to the floor and buried his mouth in her huge hairy muffy!!!
“Oh fuck,” the chunky brunette gasped, “Y-you’re right, he knows exactly where my clit is, ohhhhhhhhhhh fuck is this good, suck me, boy, suck my big fat pussy!!!” Candy let her hand drop to her pussy as she began mindlessly fingering herself while watching Maribelle getting her cunt eaten, and of course, watching Gina and Angela beginning a long session of sixty nine!!! Maribelle was so turned on by the oral attention she was receiving, it only took a matter of mintues for Kel to bring her to a shattering orgasm that reduced her to a quivering mass of fat female flesh!!!
As soon as Maribelle had let out her last moan, Candy quickly pulled Kel away from the huge dark cunt and force him onto his back where she quickly mounted his hard erection!!! “Good fucking god,” she sighed as his meat disappeared inside of her, “he’s hard as a fucking rock, mmmmmmm, I just love riding a big fucking boner!!!” Maribelle was still in no shape to move, but just watching her best friend riding the huge stallion cock made her cup her huge breasts and bring one of her hard nipples to her mouth where she greedily sucked on it!!!
Candy groaned loud and long as Kel’s spike filled her to overflowing, and just as his body stiffened as his cock spasmed, she joind him in one of the best and hardest orgasms she had ever experienced until she was totally and completely strung out from her cum, at which time she rolled off of him and gasped for breath as her heart pounded like a trip hammer in her chest!!! The room now was filled only by the slurping sounds coming from the pussies of the two cunt lapping lesbians, Gina and Angela, who were now grinding their hot boxes hard into each other’s mouth while their orgasms shook like earthquakes in their convulsing cunts!!!
Everyone was quiet for a while as each of them slowly came down from their own sexual high, that is until Hal asked easily, “Now, could someone please tell me exactly where we are, I gotta get back to my car!?!”
The Restaurant
We’re sitting in the restaurant, listening to the gentle music and the chatter of the people around us. It really is a wonderful scene to be at, perfect for our one year anniversary. We order a bottle of wine from the waitress, and begin to have a glass.
After a few drinks too many, she leans over and kisses me on the neck. I, in a drunken state, kiss her back and slide my hand to her chest and begin to rub it slowly. She breaks her kiss and sighs. I realize we are still in the restaurant, so I pull away and begin to drink some more wine. She looks at me, and I can see the lust in her eyes. A small smile flickers over her face, and I feel her foot against my pants, slowly working its way up my thigh.
She arrives at the bulge in my pants and begins to massage it slowly. Suddenly, she stops and stands. She walks towards the women’s bathroom, and looks at me, telling me to follow. My heart begins to race, and I slowly rise and walk to the door. I open it and walk in, instantly being met with the soft lips of a woman. I knew these lips, for they were hers. I rake my fingernails down her back, trailing my way to her beautiful ass. I massage her through the soft fabric of her dress, and spin her around, pushing her against the wall. We begin to make out passionately, our hands roaming over each others’ bodies. She pulls away and begins to undo the buttons on my shirt, pulling it off me. I reach around and unzip the back of her dress, revealing a red lace bra and matching panties.
My hand slides up to her breast, and I begin to squeeze and massage them. She gently bites on my neck as I lift her onto the sink. I take her panties off, slowly sliding them down her legs and tossing them on the floor. My hand works its way to her crotch, and I slide two fingers into her hot pussy. A small moan escapes her lips, and she leans against the mirror. After several minutes of this, I move my head down, and begin to lick her soaking cunt. Her breathing quickens, and I slide my tongue deeper into her, working all around while gently sliding my fingers over her clit. She starts to moan a little louder, when I suddenly stop. I pick her up and take her into one of the stalls. I undo my pants and guide her head to my stiff member. She glides down it, working her hand and head in unison. I lean against the stall door for support.
Never have I had it like this! I moan quietly, and start to shoot my cum in her mouth. After I have finished, I press her against the stall wall, and begin to finger her again. My other hand runs up her stomach onto her tit, where I slide my hand under her bra and begin to play with her nipple, squeezing, twisting gently. She moans and breathes sharply. Suddenly, we hear the door opening and freeze. The distinct noise of a woman’s heels approach the stall next to us. We look at each other, hardly breathing, when I smile mischieviously. I begin to work my fingers faster, slipping a third one in. She squirms for a moment, but then claps both hands to her mouth in an attempt to stay quiet.
The toilet flushes, the sink runs, and the door shuts. As soon as it clicks shut, she lets out a deep moan and cums over my fingers. She begins to forcefully make out with me, grinding me against the wall. By now, we realise our dinners have probably arrived, so she quickly dresses, and I put my shirt back on. We walk out smiling, waiting for next year’s anniversary.
Tough Treatment
Carlton Adams, Carl or 1 ton to his rugby friends was a pro rugby player and had just completed qualifying as a sports physio, dietitian and trainer when he crashed a friends Harley.
Taking a girl for a ride, a speeding car had run them off the road, the girl had minimal injuries but Carl had rolled with the huge bike sustaining back and leg injuries.
After 12 weeks in hospital he was wheeled to the physio unit to start work on walking and regaining mobility.
His assessment was a shock, in walked Ronda Adams a consultant Physio who specialised in sports injuries and treating sportsmen and women at her private clinic in the village.
Carlton grew up the son of a farmer and the other Adams family moved into the old manor house when Carl was a teenager. Richard Adams an accountant and business man was quite an awful man, the manor’s previous owners loaned the gardens for the village garden party and let local kids use the pool in the holidays and made large donations to the local church and village club and cricket team.
Richard Adams donated fifty pence and closed the gates to the village and built his wife’s private clinic in the grounds, he was a nasty piece of work and hated in the village pub. Caught chasing a woman who helped keep house she rejected him, rumour spread and the local women called him “little dick”. Ronda kept herself to herself, but was the centre of attention when she ran most days in tight skin hugging body suits that showed her slight trim taught body and big firm tits and her rock hard arse. A little more generous than her husband she donated money to the local causes but generally kept herself to herself apart from an odd brief chat in the village store. Carl’s mum called her “No Nickers Ronda” as her friend Mary worked at the manor and she noted that there were never any knickers with the washing.
Carl had always looked for a pantie line when he saw Ronda as he did sat in the wheel chair. “Hello Carlton” said Ronda “were going to get you fit and well again” she said looking at his X-rays. She gave the physio’s some instructions and departed her trim legs brown in her short skirt that many younger women would nor be seen in.
Carl made quick progress, he was in the same business and knew what was expected of him but after returning home to his parents he found it hard going. With two years on his contract with the club they wanted him fit an well for the coming season. The coach called to see him and explained that the club wanted to protect their investment and that he has been booked into Ronda Adams private clinic.
Carl walked tentatively past the manor house to the clinic struggling with his sticks as “little Dick Adams” sped past him in his Bentley without a glimpse. He had been seen with yet another woman in the town according to the gossips. “Strip off and lay on the couch” said Ronda’s assistant as she closed the door. Carlton laid on the couch covered with a towel as the heating started to warm the room and he heard a phone ring and he dozed as he waited.
His letter to Ronda asking to work with her in his second year of training had never been answered and he ended up miles from home in a small hospital clinic traveling miles for games and lectures.
“lets look at you and see how mobile you are” brought Carlton to as Ronda pulled the towel aside. “oh” she said a she saw that he was naked under the to well, “you could have kept your pants on”. “I go commando” replied Carl. Well wear swim shorts for the pool will you please" she said a little flustered as she moved his leg and his thick cock rolled aside and her face reddened. She asked about the rugby and made some notes and then asked him to walk around the room. Taking a stick he walked as she wrote and she then looked to see him naked. “god you could have put the towel around you” she said as Carl hid a little smile as he could see her swallow a little as her eyes dwell’d a little to long on his crotch. " Get on the couch please" she said as she called her assistant “can you go into Swindon now and get those supplies from Harper’s Anne”. Anne’s car left as Ronda approached the couch, she studied the deep horrific stars to his legs and thighs and asked him to part his legs, Carl jumped a little as she moved his cock away from the scarred hip. “Sorry” she said a little rosy glow spreading on her face as she ran her hand along his inner and outer legs. “can you hold them out the way” she said pointing to his big ball sack. Carl cupped his bollocks as she examined the damaged leg and moved it to assess the mobility and then moved to the other leg and placed the towel over his groin. “does it worry you” asked Carl, “What”, “my cock”, “Don’t be silly, I just thought you would feel a little more at ease”.
Ronda Adams bend a little facing his feet examining his lower legs as she checked the lower limb x-rays and looked at the notes on her desk, the clinging woollen dress she wore showed a clear outline of her bra but no pantie line. May be she really was “No Nickers Ronda” and with that thought his cock embarrassingly started to stir. As she approached the couch still looking at the x-rays she asked " `why do the locals call you 1 Ton". “It was my older sisters friend, my first, um agh, well , girlfriend. I’m really called Carlton but she said I was 1 Ton compared to her other boyfriends”.
Ronda looked puzzled as she turned to feel and move his leg “I don’t understand” she said. Carl pulled the towel aside revealing his semi hard manhood. “1 Ton” he said with a smirk". " I was talking about this leg, I’m not interested in that " she said with flushed cheeks and a trembling voice. As she moved about Carl studied her back and arse as his cock stirred and he caught her glimpsing eyes, stood right by him, his arm at his side her legs slightly apart as she manipulated his leg he ran his right hand up her inner thigh under her dress straight to her naked shaven snatch his thumb parting her labia “just checking mobility” he said cheekily.
“What the fuck are you doing” he would have answered but she had not jumped away or slapped him and he felt the warmth and tell tale moistness in her horny little pussy. Pulling away she sternly rebuked him, “I think we need to improve the strength of your back and thigh muscles before we get carried away with the walking problems, I can start you with some basic hip movement and thrusting exercises she said as she moved the other treatment couch adjusting its height. As he went to ask about the exercises she pulled the hem of her dress up above her waist and bent over the couch her crack glistening as her juice flowed in anticipation.
" are you thick? fucking well thrust my cunt you wanker, stuff that fat cock in my honey pot and make me fucking cum” she started to finger herself as Carl got off the couch and reached for his jacket.
His fingers and thumb replaced her hand spreading her tight hole as wide as he strained his hurting body to get his fat nob in her pussy, as pain wracked his hurting body Ronda cursed at him telling him to fuck her hard as he struggled to spread her desperate opening. His fat eight and a half inch monster slowly sank home and defying the pain he fucked her till she cried out and begged him to stop as she flopped on the couch, Carl shuffled around the couch taking her hair in his hand and offering her his fat dome that she had trouble getting her mouth around as he probed her throat she grimaced as she saw the camera phone and he recorded his conquest " insurance " he said smiling as she eagerly sucked him back to hardness and he shuffled back behind her as she begged to be fucked he pulled the expensive woollen dress over her head and pulled the bra apart her tits spilling as he viewed them in the wall mirror. Before he turned her on the couch as she lowered it and he suckled her firm tits and stuffed her cunt full of cock and she humped him dry. Laid on the hydro room floor she squat over him so he could explore her pussy and clit dripping hot juice over his face before they cleaned up in the spa"two of us have walking problems now she said as she kissed him at the Manor gates and his fingers stroked her naked pussy.
Hydro therapy quickly improved Carl’s mobility, fucking her tight pussy in the spa daily soon helped his damaged back and Ronda checked his qualifications and decided to expand her sports treatment facility with a new partner. Months later Ronda and her partner attended a conference in Malmo.
Mr and Mrs Adams were able to share a suite and her well reamed pussy milked her younger fit fat dicked partners seed.
Richard Adams was away on business and would nor bather about his wife as he would probably be trying to screw some you secretary or assistant.
Explaining that he had mislaid his key Mr Adams approached the door of the hotel suite and heard Ronda’s voice from the other side.
“Surprise” call slipped away as he closed the bedroom door behind him and saw the scarred body of Carlton Adams fucking his Mrs Adam’s, his fat cock pumping her tight cunt as her tits swung mirrored in the bed head mirror. “Fucking split my pussy you animal, dump you horny spunk in my womb” drifted across the room followed by “Fuck off little Dick, this dick is wider than yours is long”.
Carl slapped his horny partners arse and slammed her, spewing cum deep in her pussy. You might drive a Bentley but this is a Rolls Royce cunt that I drive" rang in Richard Adam’s ears as he skulked away.
An unusual honeymoon- Part 1
Well here we are on the plane and in the air and on our way after the wedding and the reception on our honeymoon. My new wife’s uncle had treated us to a three month all expenses paid hotel accommodation on the continent, just a few hours and we would be making love in our hotel room, my wife Bess had long ago decided to wait until we were married before having sex , ( she was a virgin) but had told me earlier on during our courtship that she wanted me to have sex with some of her “selected” girl friends so that I would be able to teach her all about sex. I had intercourse with eight women , one of them a virgin and so I considered that I was somewhat experienced, Bess wanted to have children as soon as she could and so she had worked out so that the first day of our honeymoon would be on the most highly fertile day of her cycle.
The plane was just landing and soon we were collecting our luggage and left the airport to get a taxi which had been ordered to take us to the hotel, there was a man standing outside with a card with our name on and he said that he had been instructed to take us to the hotel because the taxi driver had been taken ill, he took our luggage and we sat in the back of the taxi and were driven off out of the city. I felt tired and so did Bess and soon we both seemed to drift off to sleep and I only awoke to find myself lying on a bed in the hotel, I looked around to find Bess but she was not there. I got off the bed and went to the door but it was locked, I heard a sound behind me and looked around only to see a television monitor which showed Bess asleep on a bed in another room, a young woman came into her room and approached her and started to undress her, she first took off her blouse and then her bra and I saw for the first time my wife’s beautiful firm breasts and quite large nipples, then she took off Bess’s skirt and then her shoes and stockings and then removed her knickers , at this time the camera moved in to a close up of her virgin pussy and again this was my first view of her lightly hairy cunt , her pubes looked slightly swollen , she was after all at her most highly fertile time and it was obvious that her cunt was ready for my cock to take her hymen and deposit my sperm in her virgin womb
My cock began to swell with the thought of what I was going to do and imagined that this was something she had fixed up to amuse me, the woman then shook Bess awake and gave her a drink from a glass which she drank fully,the woman then left and a few moments later a man entered her room Bess tried to cover herself up with her hands but soon realised that she could not move her arms, the man then took off his shirt and moved towards her and began to stroke her breasts and the camera moved in so that it was showing her nipples beginning to enlarge and protrude further , he played with them for a little time and the camera focussed on her cunt to show her pubes becoming engorged with blood and a small trickle of her juices emerging from her enroused cunt.
The look on her face was one of joy as she became more and more aroused by the man’s caresses , he then took off his trousers and exposed a huge limp cock at least 10 inches long and about one and a half inches in diameter, he took one of her hands and placed it on his cock and then moved her hand up and down as it began to swell and lengthen it was obvious that Bess had now got full use of her hands and that she did not try to stop what the man was doing, when his cock was standing proud and over a foot in length and it must be well over 2 inches in diameter she pulled his foreskin back to expose a large swollen purple knob , Bess gave a gasp at the size of it, she had seen my 7 inch cock and so she knew that it was indeed a monster cock she was looking at. He moved between her legs which she had opened wide , she had obviously forgotten all about what we were supposed to be doing, he put his huge organ onto her swollen cunt lips and gave a small push and the camera showed that his huge knob had just entered her virgin cunt, he pulled it out again and the put a finger inside her cunt and then looks surprised and said quite loudly “ she’s a virgin , this is going to look good , so get a close up when I take my cock out to see her blood on it when I break her hymen and make her a woman “.
He replaced his huge cock at the entrance to her still virgin cunt and gave a push, Bess gave a small cry and pulled back from him but he placed his hands on her shoulders and pulled back just a little and the gave a long hard thrust, Bess cried out but as his cock was thrust further into her now ravished cunt she gave small whimpers and cries that sounded that she was enjoying this monstrous intrusion in her cunt, he withdrew his cock and the camera enlarged to a view of a bloody cock , Bess cried out for him to put it in again and with a long hard thrust his cock vanished into her bloody cunt up to its full length , I looked down at my swollen cock and realised that I had just shot my load of cum which I had meant for Bess all over my legs, he continued to fuck her for some time and then thrust his cock in to its full length and gave a gasp and it was plain that he was filling Bess’s cunt with his cum and it was then that it hit me that because it was her fertile time she had now been made pregnant by this monstrous cock and unless she was to take the after sex pill I would not be the father of her first child. I cried out to her but all I could see on the monitor was a very happy looking face of my wife, she had enjoyed having that huge cock in her cunt , how could My small cock give her the joy she had just enjoyed.
An unusual honeymoon- End
The screen went blank and a young woman came into my room and I leaped to the door but it was locked again, she gave me a drink which I afterwards realised was a foolish thing to do I drank it, I fell back on the bed and the young woman took off my shirt and then I found that I had got no feeling in my arms or legs and she took off all my clothes, she ten took hold of my cock and began to stroke it , I soon became aroused although I tried not to and when my cock was fully swollen and stiff she climbed on me and lowered her self onto my rigid cock and as my cock entered her wet cunt she gave a cry and I felt her hymen break , I could not believe that I had just taken her maidenhead and that she had lost her virginity, she moved up and down and I moved her over , I now had regained my senses so that it was me that was fucking her I soon shot her cunt full of my cum and pulled my bloody cock out of her red cunt. The monitor came on and I could see Bess looking at the screen and found that it was me that she could see, she was not smiling. The screen went blank.
The next morning I was awoken with the woman and she had brought me my breakfast but she would not talk to me, a few moments later the screen came on and Bess was standing there with another man and as it came on she looked at the camera and gave a smile, the man was in the nude and had a cock nearly as big as the one the night before and then she took hold of his enlarged swollen cock and again pulled back his foreskin to show his large knob , a quick stroke of his cock and a small drop of precum oozed from his piss hole, she rubbed a finger over it and a little more precum emerged and this she spread over his cock head, she moved closer to the man and he stroked her cunt lips and then pushed his cock into her wet cunt , she was being fucked standing up, something I had never been able to do, he thrust in and out and the look on her face showed how much she was enjoying it, after some time she cave some small cries as he shot his cum into her willing wet hot cunt, he withdrew his cock and some of his cum ran down her leg, she put her finger down and caught it in her hand and then licked it off and gave a large smile to me.
Each morning the monitor showed me what was going on in her room, her being regularly fucked by one or another of the well endowed men.
We had been here for about 8 weeks when the morning show changed , the picture seen was one of the shots taken on the first day and it was of the mans hand sliding down Bess’s flat stomach, but then it began a series of pictures take at intervals during the last 8 weeks and I plainly saw that her stomach was no longer flat and had developed a swelling bulge, she was certainly pregnant. The following morning my bedroom door opened and in walked Bess, her belly was indeed swollen with her baby, she sat on the edge of my bed and said that she had something to tell me, in fact several things, firstly that I was the father of a beautiful healthy boy, name after me, but that I would never see him but his mother will from time to time send me some photo’s of him, it was the woman whose virginity I had taken and the reason she had wanted a child was that if she had a child during her 21 st year she would inherit a very very large trust fund. Secondly that it was not her uncle who had paid for our honeymoon but her friend as long as she was pregnant, also that we were not at the hotel but at a fertility clinic, her friend had obtained the details from the internet and that we had not been kidnapped but that Bess also had now that she was pregnant on her honeymoon inherited a very large trust fund amounting to several million pounds, Bess had arranged the clinic because they guaranteed that she would get pregnant because the men who fucked her were selected studs had a high fertile and high sperm count, the reason that he had been given the virgin woman to deflower was so that he would be able to start his honeymoon first fuck with a virgin.
All she had done when I first saw her had been play acting .I was at first angry but then realised it was too late and when she said that we would from now on be sleeping together and also that the clinic had a method of permanently enlarging his cock so that it would equal the studs size I agreed that it was all right and that the other thing was that we could now walk around the grounds but only in an unclothed state, also that if we did and we met another inmate then if he wanted to fuck her she had to let him and that it was the rule ,it also applied to me if I wanted to fuck any woman then she would let me. There was one condition and that was that we could not enter any room unless we were invited and if we said no then there would be no offence taken. We spent the rest of the honeymoon meeting and fucking women and her being fucked regularly , it was a lovely holiday.
Halloween party with the phantom - Part 1
Jamie’s pussy was still tingly, and a little sore as she dressed for the
Halloween party. God, she loved the way Steve fucked her in the shower,
and she would have loved to drag him into the bedroom for 3 or 4 more
hours of fucking. But Steve was on the board of a local charity, and
scheduled to be emcee at tonight’s party. She had to admit that it was
very sexy that he took the obligation seriously, and truly enjoyed his
work raising money for the charity.
He was the best lover any woman could ask for, kind and gentle one
moment, aggressive and forceful the next. He was a man’s man; he loved
sports, especially football… but he also appreciated the finer things
in life; theatre, wine, and clothes. She always marveled at the way he
could work all day in the yard, strip out of his sweaty clothes, shower
quickly, and be positively glowing in his tux in less than 45 minutes.
And be incredibly handsome and sexy at each stage… especially in the
shower, she smiled.
And that’s exactly where he was now as she rushed to finish getting
ready; downstairs in his tux - this time with a European medallion and
a cape as accessories. Oh, and with pointy plastic incisors as well, he
was the very picture of a very sexy vampire. Jamie had finished her
hair and makeup in record time, and was now starting to dress. She
paused in front of the mirror in just her black lace bra that barely
contained her firm round breasts, and the matching thong that almost
highlighted rather than hid her recently fucked pussy. She whispered to
her reflection, “You are going to get the fucking of your life tonight
Mr. Alexander, and you’re married to just the woman who can do it too!”
She smiled at her almost naked body, one last time; feeling her pussy
moisten as she did.
“Come on Babydoll, we’re going to be late!” Steve’s voiced boomed up the
stairs, in a gentle and yet firm voice. “I’ll be right there, I just
have to throw on this dress, and grab my shoes.” Jamie responded as she
wriggled into her costume. She had decided on the “Sexy Witch” outfit
after much indecision and wavering. With its faux leather bustier and
short skirt, it was very sexy; which she liked. But it also had an
outer skirt of sheer lace that hung to the floor in several places, and
a shawl to lessen the impact of the top. She had chosen it as the
perfect compromise between sexy and ‘appropriate’, not that the 4"
heels she was wearing with it did anything to tilt the outfit in favor
of ‘appropriate’ she smirked.
She stepped into her shoes before she dressed, and bent to buckle the
straps. Her sweet round tight ass was high in the air as she bent over,
her long sexy legs straight. “What a lovely ass!” The sound of her
husband’s gasp made her look up, and she caught her reflection in the
mirror. The tiny strip of black lace that had been covering her pussy
lips had actually begun to slip between her swollen bare pussy lips. At
the moment Steve wanted nothing more than to drop his pants and ram his
rapidly swelling cock deep in his wife’s cunt, and fuck her senseless.
Jamie actually braced for him as she slowly rose up and looked at him,
her hands on her hips. “Well, are you going to fuck me, or just stand
there?”
Steve actually paused to consider his wife’s question before she
interrupted his thoughts, “don’t worry baby, you’ll get plenty of what
you see before this night is through… but right now can you help me
with my dress please?” Steve knew his wife loved to tease, and truth be
told he loved that about her. But they also knew they had to get going
before they succumbed to temptation, as they usually did. Steve held
her dress for her as Jamie stepped through. He made sure he got to feel
her body from many different angles as she did, and Jamie allowed
herself to linger as he did.
As Steve went to pull the dress up, they were both startled out of their
erotic haze by a long loud ripping sound as a large portion of the
sheer outside skirting tore away. “OH NO! My dress ripped!! Now what am
I supposed to do?? We should have already left 10 minutes ago!” Jamie
was beside herself, not so much angry; but upset that she had spent so
much time looking for JUST the right costume, and NOW it was torn.
Steve saw the tears welling in her stunning bright eyes, and felt his
heart breaking for her. Suddenly, as he was looking at her, the answer
was obvious.
“Babydoll, you didn’t need this part of the dress anyway… it was
covering your sexy legs. You’ll look even sexier without it.” Jamie
looked in the mirror and realized that Steve was right; the dress
looked better on her without the outer lace, and the torn remnants of
it made the costume look even spookier… and sexier both. “You don’t
think it’s ‘too much’ for your party, do you?” she asked Steve in a
sniffling little girl voice that melted him every time. “No baby, it’s
perfect… just like you.” Jamie through her arms around his neck and
kissed him deeply. “You are the smartest man in the whole world, and I
am so glad I married you!” As he watched her walk across the room,
Steve smiled at his sexy wife, “Me too.” he thought.
As they pulled up to the recently renovated Hilton in Steve’s Saab, a
werewolf and the scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz came out to greet them
at the valet parking stand. As Steve came around the car and tried to
hand the keys to the wolf, he completely ignored him. When Steve turned
to see what had him so distracted, he saw where his full attention was
diverted. Jamie had started to get up out of the low-slung car, and had
to part her legs slightly to get enough leverage to stand. In that
moment, anyone looking in her direction was treated to a spectacular
view of Jamie’s completely shaved pussy barely covered by the tiny
piece of black lace that constituted her panties. Jamie suddenly
noticed where the men were looking and held down the hem of her dress
as she rose. As the wolf reached out to take her hand and assist her,
Steve could have sworn he saw his wife wink; “that little tease”, he
thought and a subtle smirk crept across his face.
Halloween party with the phantom - Part 2
As Steve once again tried to hand the keys to either the wolf or the
scarecrow, he was told in a familiar voice, “I’m sorry sir, but you’ll
have to go park it yourself while I devour your sweet wife here.”
“Barney???” Steve laughed when he realized that the lecherous wolf was
actually another member of his charity board… that would make the
scarecrow Rob, another board member. Jamie rose up on her tiptoes to
throw her arms around Barney’s neck and kissed his wolf snout, “Hi
there, Barney, how is my favorite wolf?” Barney just growled as he
hugged her. He held her just a bit longer than he really needed to,
enjoying the feel of her body in his arms, and coincidentally giving
Rob a good long look at the spectacular ass cheeks tightly snuggled in
her skirt. When Rob realized that Steve was looking at him, he blushed
furiously. When he saw Steve smile, he just shrugged and all 4 walked
inside to the party.
“STEVIE!!!” a woman dressed like Elvira practically screamed as he came
into the room, and ran to embrace him, her sizable breasts wobbling
under the open front costume. It was Joan, the morning deejay from the
local radio station, and she made no secret of the fact that she found
Steve to be incredibly sexy… even when she was on the air. Jamie was
not crazy about her, not because she perceived Joan was any kind of
competition for her. After all Jamie had a vastly superior body; to say
Joan was a little ‘chunky’ was a kindness. Not only that, but Jamie’s
face was also stunningly beautiful, where as Joan’s was barely average.
But Jamie disliked the kidding she had to endure from friends,
co-workers, and even strangers at the gym, because of Joan’s effusive
crush on Steve. But Joan had done a lot to support the charity,
although Jamie suspected it was as much so she had a reason to have
Steve in the studio with her as it was for the kids. But it was a
charity event, so Jamie smiled politely while Joan pawed her husband,
knowing that Steve could probably see her entire breasts from where he
was, although he didn’t appear to be looking. Besides, her husband
despised being called “Stevie” she smiled to herself.
Not that Jamie wasn’t enduring a gauntlet herself; every male board
member and patron who even casually knew Steve used the occasion as an
excuse to embrace his sexy wife. A few had taken advantage of the open
bar as well, and the booze made them a little freer with their hands.
Not only was Jamie having trouble getting the men to look her in the
eye, but many felt a certain need to rub her back and stop halfway down
her lovely ass.. Suddenly, she was having second thoughts about
discarding the longer outer skirt section so quickly. On the other
hand, seeing the “radio slut” all over her husband seemed to allow her
to more easily enjoy the attention from all the other men.
As the dining room doors finally opened, they were both caught in the
sudden crush of bodies as over 300 costumed people pressed to be the
first to claim their seats. Jamie was suddenly aware that she and Steve
had been pushed in opposite directions, and she found herself
surrounded by a civil war general, Chewbacca from Star Wars,
Frankenstein’s monster and other assorted party goers. She never liked
crowds very much and was feeling very claustrophobic and panicky.
She also became aware that whoever was directly behind her was pressed
firmly against her, and his cock seemed to be swelling rapidly. As she
squirmed to get away from his clinch, he continued to work himself even
more aggressively against her. She was horrified to realize her dress
was being lifted, exposing her naked ass to the rubbing of his cloth
covered erect penis, even as they continued moving slowly toward the
dining room. She tried to turn around, but the crush of the crowd made
it impossible, and she could feel his hard cock clearly as he wedged it
between the cheeks of her uncovered ass and began to grind against her
harder.
She quickly realized her squirming was probably exactly what he wanted,
and was actually getting himself off. But when his hands actually came
around and grabbed her hips she was just about to scream for help, when
suddenly… he was gone as quickly as he had come. She watched as he
pushed his way through the crowd, only a black cape and a hint of a
white mask visible as he disappeared. She pushed the thought out of her
mind, as she pulled her hem down, and held it securely. She glanced at
the clock, barely 3 minutes had passed; it had seemed like hours.
Had it been her imagination, or had a man actually gotten himself
aroused by rubbing against her ass in the middle of a crowd? The
thought was both extremely disturbing, and yet highly erotic at the
same time. Just then, her mind spinning with possibilities, she was
shocked from her thoughts as her hand was grabbed. She reflexively
recoiled from the unseen attacker grabbing at her, and prepared to hit
her unseen assailant.
“Jamie, what are you doing??” It was Steve. “Did you see the guy in the
cape?” Jamie asked breathlessly. Steve laughed “Only about 50 or 60 of
them. Why?” Sill unsure of exactly what she had experienced, she just
muttered, “Nothing… it’s not important.” Steve was confused, but
shrugged “Come on babydoll, our table is over this way.” She was so
incredibly relieved to see him, she wanted to just throw her arms
around him, and tell him not to let her out of his sight again, but he
was already leading her by the hand now as they made their way to the
head table.
They were the last ones to make it to their seats, and the other men
stood as Jamie came into view. In addition to Barney and Rob and their
wives, neither of whom cared much for the younger and prettier Jamie,
the chairman of the board Paul also joined them. Paul was an older man,
maybe in his late fifties, and had joined the board several years ago
after he lost his wife to cancer. He was tall and well built; but it
was his piercing blue eyes that made Jamie shiver. Paul was a good
friend to Steve, but made no secret of his affection for Jamie. Jamie
had gotten to know him after his wife was gone, and found him to be
both charming and warm in an almost paternal manner.
Halloween party with the phantom - Part 3
She certainly felt incredibly honored to have her seat at the head
table, especially the one between Paul and Steve, arguably the two most
attractive men in the room. Although she quickly realized that Paul’s
height probably allowed him to see down her low cut top, especially
when he was standing at the podium. Unlike the incident with the creep
in the crowd however, it made her almost proud to have the attention of
a successful and handsome man like him.
During dinner both men rested their hand on her back of her chair as
they talked over the top of her, Paul making the greater effort to
include Jamie in the conversation. But a few times Jamie felt his huge
hand clamp onto her thigh under the table, although it was easy to push
it aside and pretend nothing had happened. Despite his size, Jamie was
confident she could handle any situation that might come up with Paul.
Steve would have had to be blind to miss the way his friend was
practically groping his wife, but it was easy to dismiss it as “just
Paul’s way”, whereas he probably would have decked any other man.
As the evening wore on, both Jamie and Steve as the official ‘hosts’ of
the event were very much in demand as dance partners as well. At one
point Jamie looked over to see Miranda from the country club dancing
much too close, pressing her new 38D breast implants against Steve.
“That bitch may actually spill out of her Wonder Woman costume at any
moment,” thought Jamie. She was tempted to go cut in, but she saw Mrs.
Bartlett, a wealthy wrinkled socialite in a Marie Antoinette dress and
fancy dress mask, had beat her to it. A moment later Edna was copping a
feel of her man’s ass, and Jamie laughed as he struggled to remain
composed. Many of these women had written sizable checks just to have
an opportunity to dance with him, and they often joked about how much
Mrs. Bartlett and others might pay to get him in their beds. Jamie had
little doubt that the old woman’s dreams tonight would be filled with
visions of fucking Steve. As would hers, come to think of it. The
difference being that she planned to actually fuck him to exhaustion.
“What chance do you have ladies?” she giggled to herself.
On the other hand, Steve was less amused to watch the parade of the
wealthy letches that lined up to grind against his desirable wife.
There seemed to be no end of the line of assorted cowboys, pirates, and
miscellaneous monsters waiting to dance close with and hoping to cop a
feel of the sexiest woman in the room. Jamie handled it all with the
same grace and elegance that she handled all social situations; a
cordial smile, a gentle reminder of where hands belonged, and an
occasional casual inquiry in to the health of their darling wife.
Usually that was more than enough to stop the touchy-feelies but if
that didn’t stop them, she simply walked away and left them alone on
the dance floor… usually with a boner.
Jamie was starting to grow a little weary of the constant onslaught from
the men with the “Roman hands” when she a man in a Phantom of the opera
mask came over and offered his hand in the international gesture for
“may I have this dance”, but never said a word. Nonetheless Jamie
allowed him to lead her to an empty spot on the dance floor, and he
pulled her tight as the band started into a slow waltz. Spooked a
little by the silent demeanor and the eerie mask, Jamie tried making
conversation to no avail. He danced well, and was obviously confident
on the dance floor, and Jamie quickly relaxed and allowed him to lead
her around the floor as he held her tight. With no wandering hands to
fend off, Jamie’s mind wandered to thoughts of her plans for Steve when
they got home.
Suddenly, her eyes grew wide as she realized what she was feeling. The
Phantom was apparently having fantasies of his own as well, and his
cock had begun to grow rigid in his pants. At least that’s what she
thought she was feeling as he continued to pull her tightly against
him, making his arousal obvious. But the Phantom held her even tighter
as they danced, his throbbing cock wedged between her legs, now
unmistakably erect. He still hadn’t said a word, but seemed to be
making a low moaning noise. Jamie was panicking as he began to rub the
swollen rod against her, hitting her clit each time he did. She willed
her body not to respond, but in her already aroused state she was
quickly losing that battle, and she could feel her pussy growing wetter
by the second. Just a few more strokes, she thought, and she would
actually be cumming in the middle of the dance floor, aided by the feel
of the huge cock of a costumed stranger. It was so wrong, but she felt
powerless to stop it.
Suddenly the Phantom pulled away from her. Jamie looked up to see why he
had stopped the delicious stimulation of her dripping pussy. Instead of
the eerie mask of the Phantom, she was staring into the bright hazel
eyes of her husband. “Steve…? What’s going on?”
“Are you ok babydoll? I thought I’d come rescue you before that guy
started actually humping you out here on the dance floor, so I cut in.
Who is he anyway?”
Jamie’s head was spinning with a thousand different thoughts, and she
had to force herself to focus.
“I don’t know… don’t you know who he is? It’s your party.” Jamie was
both confused and a little indignant that Steve felt the need to
‘rescue’ her once again. At the same time, she told herself she was
glad that he did…
Halloween party with the phantom - Part 4
“I think you need to be more careful with guys like that, Jamie” Steve
said in a serious voice. “Ol’ Phantom there looked like he wanted more
than just a dance with you.” Jamie relaxed when she realized he wasn’t
angry and hadn’t realized the Phantom had actually aroused her. “We
don’t need any more scandals tonight babydoll. Why don’t you come with
me while I thank a few people and pull the raffle tickets.”
“I’d go anywhere with you, Mr. Alexander.” Jamie whispered, then kissed
her husband deeply as the song ended. They made their way across the
ballroom arm in arm like a couple of horny high school kids, Jamie even
copping a feel under Steve’s cape as they walked. As they climbed the
steps of the stage where the band was set up, the rest of the crowd
began to gather and pressed in tight so they were looking up at the
handsome couple as Steve spoke into the microphone.
“Thank you all for coming out tonight to help support us.” Steve
started. As he went on, Jamie watched her husband with tremendous pride
and admiration. Besides handling all of the publicity for them, He was
also the spokesperson for the charity… for obvious reasons. Jamie
watched as he held the audience spellbound while he talked about the
children they had helped, and pleaded for continued financial support.
As Steve spoke, Paul joined them onstage, standing off to the side with
Jamie. She could smell the booze on his breath as he whispered to her
“He’s so good at this, we’re very lucky to have him.” Jamie smiled
politely and nodded vigorously, then applauded along with the crowd as
Steve acknowledged several outstanding volunteers. “He’s lucky too
Jamie, to have a sexy wife like you” Paul continued and rubbed her back
as he did. “I’d give anything to have a woman like you” his breathing
was heavier now as his hand slid down her back. She gasped as his hand
slid under her skirt and cupped her naked ass, and he moaned as he
fondled her.
Just then Steve introduced Paul, and he stepped forward to acknowledge
the applause. Jamie took the opportunity to also step forward to
Steve’s side as he stood aside to let Paul take the microphone. She was
standing to Steve’s right as they stepped to the left side of the stage
and ended up right at the edge of the stage itself. As they listened to
Paul speak, Jamie felt herself being watched, and looked down only to
see several men and a couple of women looking up at her. She returned
the smiles of Barney and Rob, and she noticed someone standing to the
side of them, closer to the stage. The handsome man in the Phantom mask
was looking at her as well, a grin playing across his lips, his bright
eyes sparkling in the footlights. She could still see the lust in his
eyes, but it was only when he winked up at her, that she realized… he
could see right up her skirt!
Jamie was immediately horrified at the thought that a complete stranger
could see up her skirt, and even worse - all the arousal from the
night’s events had swollen her pussy and her lips were open and wet. As
a result, they were actually protruding on either side of the thin
sliver of lace covering them… much of her bald pussy was exposed to
his lustful gaze. To make matters worse, Steve had decided to take
advantage of this opportunity as Paul spoke to surreptitiously caress
her ass, using his cape to keep his actions just out of the view of the
audience. His touch was driving her wild, and the more excited she
became, the more her pussy opened.
Slowly it crept up on her… she was actually excited at the thought
that his handsome stranger could see her pussy. Between the thoughts in
her head, and the touch of Steve’s hand on her burning skin, she was
incredibly aroused! The nectar in her pussy began to flow freely, and
her lips swelled even further. She could only imagine the sight that he
was now being treated to, something akin to a lace ribbon through a wet
flower. She wished Steve would throw her down and fuck her right there
on the stage while the crowd cheered him on. It took all her strength
to resist reaching down and rubbing her dripping cunt until she
exploded for her gawking audience.
Mercifully, Paul stopped speaking, and Steve had to quickly pull his
hand away as attention shifted back to him. Jamie skirted away from the
edge of the stage, carefully avoiding getting too close to Paul at the
same time. As Steve began to read the winning raffle numbers, Jamie
turned to retrieve the prizes from the table where they were on
display. She tried to be as discreet as possible not wanting anyone
else to get a glance at her wet pussy. But the thought of him watching
was exciting to her and she bent a little further until the round
globes of her ass were just barely visible under her skirt. It was only
the sound of Steve clearing her throat that snapped her out of her
erotic trance, and back to reality.
Steve recognized the look on Jamie’s face immediately, and truth be
told, her exhibitionistic streak excited him as much as did her. As
they made their way off stage to thunderous applause, it was Steve’s
turn to whisper to his sexy wife. “You naughty little slut, I can’t
believe the way you show that cunt off to strangers. When we get home,
I am going to put you over my knee and spank that sweet ass you love
showing off. Then I will fuck you for hours… until you scream my name
out loud and beg me to stop!” he moaned in her ear.
The effect of his words was immediate and dramatic; she felt he
wide-open pussy soak the front of her panties, which was now completely
surrounded by her dripping pussy lips. Jamie had reached her breaking
point, she knew she had to have Steve right then and there or she would
surely burst. She grabbed him by the hand, and led him into a dark
alcove behind the stage. She turned and faced her life’s desire, kissed
him deeply and with real hunger, then dropped to her knees before him.
“I need you Steven… right now, and more than I have ever needed
ANTHING in my entire life!” She unbuckled his belt as he looked around
making a feeble effort to protest. “But Jamie…someone could see…”
He surrendered to the mouth that was now covering his cock. She
grabbed him and sucked him with such hunger. He was instantly hard.
Her small hand wrapped around his shaft and slipped him right into her
mouth, taking in all of him. She sucked at his delicious cock as her
hand followed with long strokes; the tip of her tongue licked the tip
of his manhood as she stroked him harder finally swallowing him up
again. The warmth and moisture of her mouth drove him crazy, the fact
that anyone could come looking for them and catch his sexy wife blowing
him put him in a daze. He knew the thought turned her on as well and
that is why she was doing it.
From the corner of his eye, he spotted the outline of someone behind the
curtain; he tried to concentrate on who it was, but as Jamie’s tongue
and mouth did wonders, he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. “I
have wanted to suck this cock all night. While those creeps pawed at
me, I could only think of this beautiful thick cock and how much I
wanted to taste it”.
“If you think this is it for tonight, you can think again babydoll…”
Her tongue licked up and down the full length of him before heading
down to his balls…She lowered herself a little and opened her mouth
wide before sucking and nuzzling at them. Steve opened his eyes again
and saw the figure behind the curtain; it was the Phantom! He was
enjoying the show…his and Jamie’s show. And the way Jamie’s was
bent, her skirt lifted practically over her hips, he knew the concealed
stranger could see her bare ass and her cunt. That thought just about
drove him over the edge, and his cock began to swell even more in his
wife’s mouth.
“Cum for me Steven…cum in my mouth, the way all those other men would
have liked to.” Her words, the Phantom staring at his wife’s pussy,
the thought of the men pawing at her fueled him. “You little whore,
you liked being watched don’t you?” He slipped one hand in her golden
mane and turned her face slightly so she could see the Phantom. She
almost stopped but he held on to her determined to give the Phantom his
show…after all isn’t that what she wanted?
“Suck me good and swallow every last drop, you wouldn’t want to
disappoint your audience, would we?” She was surprised at Steve’s
exhibitionistic behavior but she was more than happy to comply with his
demands.
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She sucked him harder and faster until she felt his engorged member
about to explode. Steve held on to Jamie’s head to make sure she would
take in all of him. “Take it all you little slut!” His body
contracted, then shivered and his big cock began to explode in her
mouth. She felt his hot semen blast out of his cock like a fire hose
and slide down her throat, as she swallowed as fast she could. Again
and again he erupted in her hot mouth, and again she swallowed his
load. He shivered again, spent, but not before a last dollop of cum
spilled into her mouth and trickled down her chin. She got up in a
flash, not yet completely out of her erotic trance; but almost
embarrassed that the Phantom has watched the whole thing.
“What a good girl you are Jamie.” She seemed a little angry. “That
wasn’t fair Steven.”
He laughed as he zipped himself up. “Not fair? You showed your pussy
and ass to half a dozen men and that’s fair? The score is even now
Jamie. You saved yourself from a spanking”
She wasn’t sure if she was relieved or disappointed, the thought of
being spanked had appealed to her.
“Kiss me,” He demanded as he grabbed the back of her head and pressed
his lips to hers. She surrendered to his embrace and returned his kiss
passionately.
“Come on, Babydoll… let’s say our goodbyes and head home.”
“You go ahead, let me freshen up and I’ll meet you in a few minutes.”
Steve disappeared behind the curtain and Jamie straightened her clothes
and ran her fingers through her hair. She thought she heard a noise
and felt someone behind her.
“Steve?” She turned to speak to her husband, but instead found herself
face to face with the Phantom. She froze as she stared into his
beautiful dark eyes. They were both icy cold and yet, oddly compelling
at the same time. He stepped forward toward her, invading her personal
space, and she retreated a step. She didn’t speak. The lust she had
detected in his eyes earlier was still present; with his pupil dilated,
his gaze fixed solely on her. She was backed against the wall. She
wanted to scream, but she found she couldn’t. She wanted Steve to
rescue her again as he always did, but he was out there in the midst of
the guests.
The Phantom slipped his leg in between her thighs and parted them
slowly. She was frozen, her eyes locked with his. His hand moved
smoothly under her skirt and slipped into her wet panties. He felt the
nubile flesh with his fingers and cupped her mound, his eyes never
leaving hers. Jamie closed her eyes and gasped at the feeling of his
soft hands on her wet pussy. He smiled at her response.
In one quick motion, he spun her around and pressed her against the
wall. He pressed against her, demonstrating how hard she had made him.
Her eyes flew open; it was HIM that had groped her in the crowd! She
tried to turn around and confront him, but she seemed incapable of
moving. As he lifted up her skirt exposing her bare ass, he pushed her
legs apart with his feet. His hand moved her g-string aside. He
rubbed one ass cheek at first then the other before sliding his hand
down to her pussy from behind. His hand cupped her bald pussy making
her moan in pleasure. His hand massaged her cunt up and down and Jamie
felt dazed, almost drunk and incapable of stopping what was happening.
She had just blown Steve and was incredibly aroused, and now the
handsome masked stranger was stroking her cunt; she was on fire and
begging for release. She was soaked as his finger glided in between
her cum slickened lips and he thrust one finger inside. She gasped.
His fingers pumped in and out of her pussy, her hands were resting on
the wall to help keep her up. She tilted her head back. His finger
danced inside her wet open cunt as she moaned slightly and pushed back
against his hand.
He pumped his finger in and out of her with speed, his mouth close to
her ear he whispered his first words in a deep bass voice. “Cum for me
witch!” Her body quivered as her pussy squeezed the finger inside. She
squeezed her legs together to prolong the wonderful sensation. He
pumped her cunt harder and faster. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she moaned as
she exploded again and again. He slowed his pace as her orgasm
subsided. She tried to catch her breath as her removed the finger from
her now dripping cunt. He lowered her skirt and turned her back around
to face him. He was grinning as he stared into her eyes, and slowly
raised his moist finger to his lips. As he tasted her juices from his
finger, he moaned, “Mmmmmmmm” Jamie stared in astonishment at just how
sexy it was to watch him do that.
Jamie tried to focus once again, trying to determine if what had just
happened was real or a dream. Just then Steve appeared through the
curtain.
“Jamie! We’re waiting for you, come on!”
Panicked at the thought of what had transpired, she looked back to the
Phantom, but he was gone. She glanced up and down the hallway, but
there was no sign of him
Jamie followed her husband back to the party to say their goodbyes, and
found him with Bill, the ballroom manager. Steve smiled as she appeared
and then said to her, “Jamie wait until you hear this…. Bill was just
telling me about the fire they had at a Halloween party like this one
back in the 80’s.”
Bill sized up Jamie, quickly surmised why she and Steve were backstage
and smiled. Bill was instantly smitten with her as many men were, and
he was eager to impress her with his knowledge of local history. “It
was actually on Halloween night; the fire started in the kitchen, but
quickly spread to the ballroom where a huge costume ball was being
held. They thought everyone had gotten out safely, and they decided it
had become too dangerous, so they just let it burn.” Both Steve and
Jamie were fascinated to hear the rest.
Bill continued, “everyone was horrified when a guy in a Phantom of the
Opera mask appeared at the window…. He was on fire, pounding on the
window and screaming for help until the flames consumed him and he
disappeared.” “Wow!” both of them gasped at the same time, but Bill
continued. “The odd thing was, they never did find his body in the
rubble. Nobody really knows what happened to it.”
Just then an outside door blew open and the stage curtains billowed in
the breeze. All three turned to look and saw what appeared to be a man
standing on the balcony above the stage. The outside door slammed shut,
and all three spun in surprise. When they looked back, the man was
gone. “Where did he go? Was that the guy in the Phantom mask we saw
earlier?”
Bill’s face went pale “what guy? I worked the door tonight; there was
nobody in a Phantom mask. We don’t allow any of those since we
reopened; it freaks the old timers out too much. Trust me… nobody got
in tonight with a Phantom mask.”
Jamie just shivered at the sudden drop in temperature, and felt her
nipples harden. “Steven… I think its time to go.”