The New Boy - Ch. 30

CHAP 30

Skip woke from a deep sleep with a pounding on the front door of his parents' house. Hearing no one else moving to answer the door, Skip turned over and ignored it. When the pounding continued for ten minutes he reluctantly got up and answered the door, noticing it was barely after 8 am. Prepared to give the knocker a piece of his mind, he saw through the window as he climbed the stairs that two uniformed County Deputy Sheriffs were standing at his door.

Looking up from their paperwork as Skip opened the door, one said "Skip Byron?"

Skip stammered and answered, "No. Well Kind of. It's a long story."

They both laughed until one said "Great. The Judge loves long stories. You've been served."

Skip accepted the handful of papers from the Deputy. As they left, his sleepy eyes tried to make sense of it. It was a paternity suit filed by a Helga Svensson, against Skip Byron. Skip strained his memory until he remembered Debbie's graduation party last year when he had sex with a blond heavyset Helga playing Truth or Dare at the pool party.

As Skip was due at work to Pyramid Video at 9, he folded the papers and placed them under his mattress with his other documents and contracts, until he could figure out what to do. He was too wound up to go back to sleep. His mind spinning, he showered and dressed for work.

Something was different as Skip guided his white Cadillac to Pyramid Video. The day had started badly, and Skip felt somehow that it would only get worse.

Skip parked the Cadillac and walked to Pyramid Video, head down. As he opened the door, the owner of the store, whom he had only met once, asked him to come into the back room.

The Indian man said "Skip, it's come to my attention that you appear in filthy sex movies, and that you've preyed on some of the store's female customers."

Skip stammered a response, "No sir, that's not entirely true. I act in adult movies but you carry those same movies. And I've never preyed on anyone."

The Indian man was unmoved. "There's no way I can keep you on. You're fired. We'll mail your last check. Goodbye."

Skip exited Pyramid Video. Everything had changed. It was not even 9:15 am and already it was an awful day.

Skip drove the Cadillac back home. As he wound down his long street, Skip noticed his parents' car back in the driveway. But he also noticed all of his clothing and other possessions out on the lawn. As he pulled into the driveway, he saw the drapes close. He found the front door locked, and his knocking and pounding did not cause it to open. Skip scooped up what he could and filled the Cadillac's trunk.

He felt his chest begin to tighten as he drove off. Exhausted, he pulled over to park in the large public parking lot for the local lake and park. His chest continued in acute severe pain as he reclined the red luxury leather seats and closed his eyes. He drifted away.

Skip jolted awake suddenly, dripping with perspiration. His bed and pillow were soaked. He checked himself and looked around. Had it all been a horrible dream? He hoped so as he dressed for work.

No Deputies came to the door. No paperwork was under his mattress. And when he got to work, he started his shift the same as any other day.

Skip had stayed in touch with Muffy after the last film shoot. Muffy was Valerie's friend, also a topless dancer, who was signed at the last minute to appear in Keg Party 3. Skip wanted to give Muffy his attention as a friend, but he could not forget the sight of looking down to see his dick splitting Muffy's horny sopping little goth pussy and driving towards his long overdue orgasm. But he vowed to try his best.

Muffy had invited Skip to a rent party at her loft apartment building in the City that next Saturday. Skip liked Muffy and liked her punk rock look. Or goth look. Or emo look. Muffy had explained it to him once. And there was something very freeing about banging a girl as much as you want first, and getting to know her later if you like.

Skip parked his lumbering white Cadillac down the narrow street from Muffy's six-story apartment building, oddly set by itself in an otherwise industrial area of the City. A decidedly pretty but tattered Muffy kissed Skip on the cheek and invited him upstairs. Skip watched Muffy's tiny ass shake in front of him as they climbed the stairs to the penthouse, which took up the entire top floor of the building.

As they walked in and took their wine glasses from the host by the door, Muffy explained that this building was a pre-war industrial building, formerly a watch factory. Lately it was rented out by artists as a community building at reduced rent because of the left-over radioactive material from decades of luminous watch dials. Muffy lived here with her roommate. There were actors, musicians, painters, intellectuals. Every month they'd have a rent party. They'd raise money to help anyone who was short on rent that month.

The sixth floor penthouse was an all brick open loft with exposed beams and plumbing. The building used it just for these parties. Skip noticed that in the middle of the room were several stacked king-sized mattresses.

Skip and Muffy talked as Skip noticed about 80 very attractive hipster people had joined the party in the penthouse. Mostly they were in their 20's, with a few exceptions, obviously actor or artist types. All casually dressed. Mostly drinking white wine and listening to local rock. Muffy introduced Skip to another tenant of the building, a short older balding man named Dr. Zhukov.

After a bit of smalltalk, Dr. Zhukov got to the point. Dr. Zhukov was an expert on succubi and demonic possession and based on what he has heard from Muffy, he is almost certain Ginger may be inhabited by one.

Dr. Zhukov explained that his wife was needed to further explain, and waved to her across the room. Mrs. Zhukov was a magnificent tall german woman, several years younger than Dr. Zhukov. After a few more minutes of small talk, Skip could not believe what he heard.

"Hi Muffy and Skip, this is my wife Esmerelda. She is an expert on succubi. She is a woman of power, but to use her most powerful talents she must be having sex. With you. Right now. Right here."

Now Skip understood what the mattresses were for. As Skip agreed after Muffy's urging, a gong rang out and the party guests unstacked the matrresses, and placed them in the middle of the floor. When they were placed, the crowd freshened their drinks and surrounded the mattresses.

Esmerelda led Skip by the hand to the open mattresses. Esmerelda kissed Skip's neck as he undressed her. Esmerelda was completely tan, everywhere, as her clothes came off. Skip flipped Esmerelda on her back and spread her tanned legs.

In an instant, Skip's mouth covered her pudgy pubic mound. Esmerelda moaned and sucked Skip's fingers. Skip licked the very top of her pussy and his fingers went in and out of her concealed pussy hole until he felt her hips match his rhythm.

She looked Skip in the eye, looked down, back up again and mouthed the words "May I?" with a questioning look. A puzzled Skip nodded and without speaking another word she rolled Skip onto his back, pulled his pants down and and covered his dick with her sopping pussy. As she leaked her lubricant down his shaft onto his swollen balls, she leaned down and whispered into his left ear:

"As you can feel your hardness in my softness, someone is after you. I can feel you get bigger inside of me. Someone wants your power. Enjoy but be careful."

Esmerelda began to grind against Skip. Skip could feel her wet strands of pubic hair against draped over him.

"Skip, Muffy told us all about it. We have expertise in this area and would like to help you. We think this Ginger may be a succubus and be taking you down. We would like to discuss this. In the meantime, however, I thought you were adorable when you came by tonight and was pleased that we found a reason to get you to smash my hungry vag. As you can see, you're in it right now! OK, here's what we're going to do", Esmerelda responded, "I have important information about your battle with the succubus. However, I require an orgasm to share it with you. What do you say?"

Skip smiled, "Sounds more than fair. How would you like it?" A steady chatter came from the 80 people watching Skip and Esmerelda Zhukov make love.

"Cowgirl. You stay there. Still and hard. Until I CUM! If I don't and you don't the deal is off!"

Skip heard applause over his shoulder. Esmerelda was grinding her very hairy wet beaver on Skip's young porno dick. Skip was certain he could outlast Esmerelda and steeled himself and his hard dick against any premature issues.

Esmerelda leaned forward to speak in Skip's ear - "OK you gotta make me cum like I never have before, and then pull your cock out and shoot your hot load for everyone to see to prove I can make you cum. Then the spell will be joined. Can you do that?"

Instead of answering, Skip took Esmerelda's hard left nipple in his mouth and refocused his attack on splitting Esmerelda's snatch. He looked down to see the now familiar sight of his donkey dick in between a set of hairy female labia. It may have been the lighting in the room, but her pussy seemed to vibrate as she rode him up and down. For fifteen minutes a closed-eyed Esmerelda rode Skip, her substantial hips impacting Skip's. Skip felt drawn to orgasm but held back as best he could. She sped up. She was fingering herself as she finally came on Skip's fat shaft. When she was finished, she whispered to Skip, "By moon's touch and velvet night, feel my whispers, soft and deep. Release yourself now, to prove my keep."

Immediately Skip felt his climax overtake him. It was all he could do to snatch his ejaculating rod out of Esmerelda's pussy to display his splashing orgasm for all to see, moaning in unexpected body-wracking pleasure as his seed was involuntarily ejected all over Esmerelda, the mattresses below, and possibly nearby spectators.

Before the last spurt had hit the mattress, the applause had begun. When it had died out, Esmerelda spoke quietly into Skip's ear, "This is very serious. You must not let her have your essence. She will come to your in your dreams to try and control you. In the end, after you have been drained, she will have no further use for you and you will be discarded. She will try and manipulate you. Physically, emotionally, spiritually. She will warp your reality."

When Skip had cleaned up and redressed, Skip and Muffy reconvened at a side table while another couple was having sex on the mattresses for the crowd's entertainment.

Muffy smiled a coy smile at Skip and said, "So how was it?"

Skip replied, "Hmmm.... much better than I expected. She told me things. You heard. But all keyed to sex. Like I had to get her off before she could tell me things. And I had to get off too."

Muffy responded "Let me guess as soon as she climaxed you had a mind blowing one yourself, right"?

"Yeah! How did you know?" said Skip.

"Because she's a witch. She drew that out of you. Yeah I know what you're thinking but you didn't know Ginger was a succubus either. But yeah, Esmerelda is a witch. As are many of the women here. That's what this place is all about. It's a Coven. But we're good witches - white witches some say. 'Weisse Hexe' Esmerelda says. We believe in the Earth, Nature, Magic and Sex. One of the things we do is stay on the lookout for malevolent forces. When we encounter them, we convene and take action.

Skip was flabbergasted. A "What? What?" was all he could muster.

Muffy continued, "I know it's a lot to take in. Sex gives us our power. The same as it does for the succubus. Esmerelda needs it to access her greater abilities."

Skip stammered, "So you're a witch, too?"

"Well, more like an apprentice witch. It takes a long time to become enlightened, like Esmerelda. Listen to what she says. We're looking out for you. I'm looking out for you."

Skip was in a daze for the rest of the week. As always, he worked his full schedule at Pyramid Video, looking forward to the weekend. This Saturday he had a day off, and had a date to go to Couples Choice with Valerie.

Valerie had not stopped talking about Couples Choice since Skip had first told her about it. Now that she had been 'turned out' by the filming of Keg Party 3, Valerie was utterly insatiable. It was like his demure shy princess had turned into a horny guy with a twelve-inch dick that was always hard.

Tonight was the first Saturday of the month, and like always the party's theme was new couples, or 'newbies' as they are known. There were pre-party club tours and question and answer sessions, and new couples were admitted tonight for half price. There were icebreakers and games, and the regular members, especially the VIP members like Skip, were encouraged to make the newbies' first party memorable. This was always the most attended party of the month, except for specialty parties like Halloween.

Valerie was dressed in just a skanky blank semi see-through swinger-party dress that left little to the imagination. As Skip's Cadillac maneuvered to the parking lot behind the small house to the large party house, Skip wondered how the virginal fresh-faced cheerleader he had longed for had so quickly transformed.

As always, the parking lot was full of cars from several States. Skip and Valerie clipped on their 'Skip and Valerie' VIP nametags and followed two other couples through the entrance doors of the Club.

The doors closed behind them as they entered Couples Choice, waited their turn and approached the registration desk. The hostess smiled as she recognized Skip, extending her hand to greet them both. As Valerie wrote her name in the Registry, the hostess gushed over Skip and told him to make sure he checked out the Club's new Dark Room upstairs.

A hundred pairs of eyes, or so it seemed, drifted over Skip and Valerie as they finished their drinks at the bar. The Club was packed. Newbie couples, easily identified by their pink nametags and nervous faces, were all over the main floor of the Club. Skip liked watching the newbie couples experience their first swinger party. Typically, the newbie couples were younger. They also tended to gather together as many had just met at the orientation and club tour earlier.

Skip and Valerie found two open seats at a four top bar table. Sitting across from them were a pink name-tagged couple, Blain and Courtney. Blain and Courtney were a very young, very attractive white preppy couple. Both were wearing khaki pants and heavy wool sweaters. Skip and Valerie learned that they were both 20, and undergraduate students at the same local community college. They were not married, and this was their first trip to Couples Choice, although they had talked about doing it for some time. Skip and Valerie mentioned that they had attended parties here a few times, and the best strategy was to just relax and have fun, and not to overthink it.

Blain and Courtney excused themselves to visit the restroom, Skip watching Courtney's plump, but perfect young ass walk away into the crowd.

Skip and Valerie walked to the far side of the dance floor and DJ booth and exited the bar area hand in hand as they decided to take a lap of the Club.

Skip and Valerie pressed closely together as they negotiated the tight spaces of the Club, squeezing past other couples, always pausing to grab a little or be grabbed as they passed, between the closed doors of the private rooms, the purposefully semi-open doors of others, and the open free for all of the mattress-floored group rooms, finally to the narrow winding staircase to the second floor.

The first area on the second floor was the Show Room, which was a large square room, surrounded by a hallway. The Show Room was professionally lit and decorated like a high quality first-class porn set. There were a few pieces of movable furniture. A closed circuit of the feed was displayed on video monitors in many areas of the club. There were several automated cameras around the room to show the performances from different angles, as well as microphones to capture every orgasmic cry.

Each of the walls had holes of varying sizes and locations, for watching in from the outside, reaching in, or reaching out. The floor of the room and the walls were upholstered in bright orange shag carpeting. The halls surrounding the room were packed with pink nametag couples, each hugging a window. Although all the viewing holes were seemingly taken, Skip and Valerie could see from the video feed that the room was empty.

Suddenly, the pounding music lowered, and a female voice came on the PA system announcing something called "Newbie Swim" for the next 30 minutes. The couples looked at each other. The female voice continued and requested that four newbie couples were needed for the next 30 minutes in the Show Room. At the end of the time, the crowd would vote for their favorite and that couple would win a small trophy and a free Couples Choice party. It took a few minutes, but eventually four newbie couples entered the room and closed the door behind them. Valerie poked Skip hard in the ribs and pointed to Blain and Courtney in the Show Room on the hall's video monitor. As the couples all shook hands in the center, the voice continued, "OK. One couple will be along each wall. And get busy when you hear the bell. Show us what you got!" Skip and Valerie circled the room until they secured a prime viewing window in the hallway to watch the show. The slow parade of couples looking for a window continued behind them - every once in a while, a female hand reached around to rub Skip's chest or bulge a few times as the couple passed in the hallway, keeping him uncomfortably hard.

A schoolbell rang briefly, and the couples got busy, as instructed. Blain and Courtney had already begun politely kissing and undressing each other, Courtney's bulky purple wool sweater currently being lifted over her head, revealing her navy-blue bra against her milky white skin.

The second couple were much older. Likely a long-married new empty nest couple, looking for some excitement after their kids had moved away. They would not have been out of place in a PTA meeting.

The third couple were a 30 something overweight tattooed rough-looking biker couple.

The fourth couple was a bit different. The male was a fit and attractive young clean cut latin man, dressed like a peacock in a magenta silk shirt and slim black trousers. But his date was a much less attractive older woman. Skip wondered if the older woman had hired her date so she would not have to come to Couples Choice alone. Or maybe it was the other way around?

In just a couple of minutes, each couple had undressed and laid down on the carpet. It turned Skip on to know that that each of these eight people had been horny enough to come here tonight, not knowing what to expect, and ended up stark naked being watched by strangers in a sex club. Skip's arm went around Valerie's waist. She snuggled against him sharing the window and kissing his face.

Courtney gave the crowd a sneaky peek at her fuzzy dark traditional triangle between her plump white thighs. The room lived up to its billing - lit the way it was everyone inside looked terrific and looked even better on the TV monitors. Valerie got Skip's attention and gestured to their left. The pink name-tagged newbie couple next to them had their faces in the next viewing window, but both had their pants down to their knees, the man's dick in his hand stroking slowly as he and his partner looked into the room. Likewise, his date's hand was between her own legs.

Inside the room, Courtney was jacking off her date Blain, as they both intently watched the other couples in the room.

The older PTA couple were sloppily sixty-nining across from his window, woman on top, her brunette beehive hairdo slowly rising and falling in her partner's lap.

To Skip's right, the balding tattooed biker guy with the rough hands was titfucking his partner's large floppy tits with his grizzled beer can cock. Both of them grunting while doing so.

Below his window, the older woman was blowing her expressionless young latin date, with his well-tended short black pubes and well-defined pecs and abs.

Suddenly, the school bell rang again, and the female voice spoke as the eight contestants looked up, "OK newbies, we all switch places when we ring the bell, so men go one station clockwise. Thank you!"

Maybe it was the vast quantity of alcohol that a newbie couple typically consumes at their first swing party, but no one backed out, the men responded instantly, stopping in mid-activity and rotating to the next woman clockwise.

Valerie squealed in delight. "Skip, they're going to musical chairs this thing. How hot is that? Next party we come to we gotta masquerade as newbies and get in on this."

Undoubtedly, this was going to be each of the newbies first experience with someone else. To Skip's left walked the confident naked young latin man, his hard, uncircumcised skinny asparagus cock swaying in front of him, over to naked and preppy Courtney, who was smiling nervously up at him from the floor. He reached out and placed her hand on his dick, and she began to stroke him slowly as he sat down next to her, his very small tan nutsack jiggling with each of her strokes as he stood perfectly still.

Blain had also rotated clockwise, over to the older PTA Mom across from Skip's window, who welcomed him down to her with her open matronly arms and bosom.

The PTA Dad had likewise rotated, to the overweight biker girl. At her urging, he was laying back on his elbows, his semihard dadcock in her red-lipsticked biker mouth.

Things were not going as well with the single older woman, however. While the biker guy was trying to touch her, she was resisting him and covering up, and watching her date with Courtney next to her.

Skip's attention had gone back to Courtney and the latino hunk. Her hand was a slow metronome up and down his cock shaft, while she pulled back the foreskin and licked the now exposed angry little pink head.

The bell rang again, and the voice came on, "We all switch places when we ring the bell."

Again, the men each rotated one place clockwise. By this time, things had progressed. The participants had forgotten their shyness. Courtney unashamedly fingered her bean waiting for the biker guy to join her. Replacing her hand, the biker guy knelt down to munch her open hairy box, as her head fell back on the floor, face grimacing in pleasure. She started to moan, and grabbed her tits with both hands as he ate her. She moaned more when she looked up and saw herself on the high-mounted television monitors being eaten out at a swinger party. She waved to the camera.

The PTA Mom was on her back and spread wide, anticipating the arrival of the latino hunk as he strode confidently over to her. His impossibly hard light brown skinny cock jutting away from his tanned swimmer's body at a 45 degree angle, still wet from Courtney's blowjob, he immediately sunk it into her with no hands, balls deep into the PTA Mom's well-used middle-aged baby chute. She gasped in delicious pleasure and surprise as he pumped himself into her mechanically.

Blain was now paired with the older overweight biker woman, who licked her lips as the young clean-cut preppy buck with the peach fuzz pubes and newbie cock approached warily. He had barely arrived when she had pounced. He was in her mouth, both her hands holding his ass and pulling Blain even closer to her. As she noticed the camera, she deep throated Blain fully, smiling into the camera as she fully enclosed him. He sighed heavily, as she worked his pole with skills perfected by dozens of pickle-licking contests at Daytona bike week. She was trying to make him cum.

The PTA Dad was having a bit more success with the older single lady, who was now on her back getting eaten by him. Looking directly down through the viewing window, Skip saw the man's wide tongue working between her the older woman's wrinkly shaved lips. The older lady's hands were on his balding head.

Once again, the bell rang, and the voice came on, "OK newbies, this is our last rotation so make it count!"

Right below his window, Skip could see Blain slowly disengage from the biker lady's talented mouth and make his way over to the older single lady. Her demeanor had totally changed. She immediately laid him on his back below Skip and Valerie's window, and mounted him reverse cowgirl, facing the window. Only a few feet below, Skip and Valerie watched Blain's young veiny cock appear and disappear, out of and into, the bottom of the older lady's shaved slit. She looked distantly at Skip and Valerie as she rode Blain with her sloppy box. Valerie was now bending over and sticking her head through a lower peep window to watch the action even closer. Blain tensed up as he locked eyes with Valerie. The older lady felt Blain tense under her, and she looked down and pulled Blain's spurting cock out her foamy cunt. As she jacked him off, Blain's impressive load was still squirting into the empty air in front of him and towards the wall, maybe Valerie's mouth, an act which was magnified on the video monitors, currently showing the aftermath of the recent closeup cumshot - now a screen filled with Blain's shiny but quickly wilting angry red cock, and the older lady's still open catcher's mitt of a lady slit.

On the right side wall, the plump biker girl was flat on her back, her tits flopped out to her sides, with her big legs high in the air as the latin hunk's skinny ass pumped into her. Without sound or emotion, he pulled out of her, and with practiced skill, shot five or six watery ropes of cum onto her flabby white stomach and titties as he stroked himself with his thumb and two fingers.

On the left side, the PTA Dad was panting as Courtney's hand was a blur on his dadschlong, huge balls bouncing, as a few ropes of his cum spurted from Courtney's fist.

The bell rang again. By applause, the crowd selected Blain and Courtney as the winners of tonight's newbie swim. The satisfied participants got dressed again and compared notes on what had just taken place in the center of the room.

Valerie whispered in Skip's ear, "We should go in there and fuck Blain and Courtney right now." Valerie traced the outline of Skip's hardon with her finger and began squeezing him.

While still watching Courtney dress, Skip whispered back to Valerie, "As much as I'd like that, and I think they might, too, you have to be invited into the Show Room, remember?"

Valerie playfully frowned. "I guess, but what good is being a VIP if you can't break a few rules? Hey look I am horny as a mofo so how about we try this Dark Room thing?"

With that, Valerie took Skip's hand and led him down the long hallway. It was busy tonight, and all parts of the club were crowded it seemed. With all the far away moaning, Valerie wondered if this house could be haunted.

Eventually, they reached the end of the long hallway on the second floor, obviously newly constructed. An ornate heavy dark wooden door was at the end of the hallway, with a dimly lit sign above that read in antique script - 'Abandon All Hope And Clothes Ye Who Enter Here'. Skip chuckled at the Dante reference he recognized from Sophomore Literature. "This must be it", he said. And they went inside.

Skip carefully opened the heavy door, and he and Valerie entered into a large but dimly lit room lined with gorgeous wooden lockers. A sign on the wall said to proceed beyond, all users must be nude. Skip and Valerie smiled to each other, removed their clothes and stored them in the wall lockers. When they were naked, they proceeded though the remaining door, which opened into complete darkness. The light from the locker room behind showed it to be a small, dark anteroom. Valerie and Skip entered, closing the door behind them. When they had done so, they walked forward and opened the remaining door in front of them.

The door opened into complete darkness, only the spacious echoes of talking, moaning and laughter to indicate the very large size of the room before them.

Skip and Valerie were holding hands as they ventured further inside. Skip said "What do you think?"

Valerie, replied "Hmmm... how about if we split up and see what happens? We can share stories on the far side. And don't be surprised if you run into Blain or Courtney. I pointed that we were going down the hall this way. " Skip agreed, and they separated right and left into the room.

Skip slowly proceeded, his hands outstretched before him, until he felt another outstretched hand. Following the hand up the arm he came to a mature woman's breast. Turning towards her, Skip moved closer. Skips felt the very tip of his dick contact her hairy snatch down below.

Two sets of hands ran down from his shoulders to Skip's dick, tugging on him briefly before releasing. Skip's hands explored as well, and when he came to a floppy man's dick attached to the body caressing him from the left, he slipped away into the room, further into the darkness. He slowly felt his way to the opposite wall. He heard the door shut in front of him and some people pass through into the dark room.

He still could see nothing. After a few moments, an incoming outstretched hand made contact with his chest. Again, following up the arm, he came to a breast. It was an athletic woman, tall, who smelled of Opium perfume and Aquanet. He heard her jewelry jingle as her arms went around his neck, feeling the sharp rings on each hand. There was something very familiar about this highly-toned lady.

As she stepped into Skip, and his slender stomach met her taught cougar sixpack stomach, he recalled who she was.

She whispered in his ear, "Hi, Skip, it's Shannon O'Rourke. We have to talk."

Skip gulped hard and said "Oh my gosh, you're not pregnant are you?"

Shannon laughed and said "Ooh no no, nothing like that. Why do you ask?"

Skip responded, "I had an awful dream the other night that I got served with a paternity suit. And lots of other weird stuff."

Shannon pulled him tighter and whispered in his ear, "I know. Lay down." As Skip did so he felt Shannon immediately straddle his hips. Rather than insert him, Shannon placed his shaft between her split labia and slowly rode him back and forth.

Shannon continued, "OK Skip, as you may have by now guessed I'm a witch as are the other 3 women you met at my house, the 'Cougars' as you call us. I like the name, but Mandy gets huffy about it. We're a four corners subgroup of the Main Coven of Artemis. That was the party you were at last week with Muffy. May I put you inside me?"

"Um yeah", answered Skip, "why so polite?"

As she slipped him inside, Shannon answered "We have to ask consent for the joining. Like Esmerelda the Elder, I have to receive sexual energy from a willing subject to use my more substantial abilities. So, in layman's terms, fuck me good so I can help you. Mmmmm..... Skip you remember how good my tight cougar pussy feels? She misses you. She remembers you and your gorgeous innocent giant cock. MMM..... oh I'm getting sidetracked. As you've been told, Ginger is a most decidedly a succubus. Well, to be exact, she is inhabited and possessed by a succubus, which is an ancient type of demon. To some extent, it is like a parasite inhabiting Ginger, living off her prime target's harvested sexual energy." Shannon felt Skip immediately soften inside her. Concentrating, she rode him back to full hardness. "Keep it going Skip. Focus on the pleasure I'm giving you while I speak to you. We want to help you free Ginger and drive out the succubus. About that dream", she continued, "that is one of the ways that a succubus can control her target, by warnings and mischief in dreams. So if you had any weirdly specific dreams, she may be the cause. But the succubus is not evil. Or good. It just is. And survives the only way it can. But it won't leave while it is being nourished."

Skip dutifully pounded Ms. O'Rourke's tight cougar pussy just above the floor. Skip looked up and asked "What can I do?"

Shannon rode him harder, placing her hands on Skip's firm chest. She was breathing more heavily now. She said, "OK, here's exactly what we're going to do. We're gonna do two things. One, you cannot have any more sex. With anyone, but especially with Ginger. That's how the succubus gets its energy to overpower her and you. She will do everything in her power to seduce you, but you cannot do it. Everything is at stake. I don't care what you tell her or what she does. She won't hurt you. You're her subject. They only have one at a time. If we do this, right, we can free Ginger."

Skip waited for the second half of that thought. When it didn't come, he looked up and asked, "And what happens if we don't do it right."

Shannon chuckled, "You'll continue to be Ginger's sexual slave, with her succubus deriving its nourishment and power from your sexual pleasure. I know that sounds superficially appealing but you won't like how it ends up. Trust me."

Skip felt Mrs. O'Rourke's breathing quicken again, recognizing the ragged pelvic motions that soon preceded her massive female climax. "What's the second thing, Mrs. O'Rourke."

"I want you to make me cum, as hard as you can, and I want you to cum inside me as I give you my powerful blessing. I'm almost there. Just keep stroking way in and way out and it'll happen."

Mrs. O'Rourke ground herself against Skip's pubic bone and gasped in her suppressed orgasm until she could recite:

"Bring him quiet

Bring him peace

Ease his dreams

Nightmares cease"

She slammed down on him one last time and stayed there at the root, not even allowing any room for Skip to thrust up into her. Skip felt her inner walls close over him, massaging up and down on their own, red hot, wet and slippery. Skip had never felt anything like this.

Mrs. O'Rourke bent down to whisper to his face. He felt her breath on him, "Resist it as long as you can....."

Young Skip's big boner was buried balls deep in a sex witch's cougar pussy. Skip felt his orgasm long overdue, and approaching quickly. He gritted his teeth and arched his back up off the floor. He could hold it back no longer. His hips involuntarily bucked up and down as he squirted his seed over and over inside Mrs. O'Rourke, as she cackled with laughter. She buried his head between her warm tanned breasts as he emptied himself over and over inside her warmth. As he finished, her own hips bucked against him in her own powerful climax. Only after he was fully drained, did she dismount him, and help Skip to his feet.

"OK, Mrs. O'Rourke, I get it. I am going to abstain from all sex and Ginger will get nothing from me. But can we start tomorrow - I mean I'm here with someone and it is a sex club - so we'll start tomorrow I promise."

Mrs. O'Rourke laughed heartily and kissed Skip's cheek affectionately. "Ok, so start tomorrow. And tell you want - since otherwise you'd probably be done for the night after what we just did, I give to you the Blessing of the Wizard King. Now spin around widdershins, that's counterclockwise, three times."

Skip looked puzzled, 'Um, no offense but what the frig is the 'Lizard's Thing' going to do for me?"

Mrs. O'Rourke corrected him, "'Wizard King'. And you don't understand. That Wizard King, he's a horny motherfucker. Insatiable and Irresistable. To have his blessing means you will be the same, for a short time at least. So get that mannish thing ready. And you might want to get to the far end of this room. I was here about two hours waiting for you and I heard some talk. Some people recognized you in the Club and the women all have chick chubbies for you. You'll have fun. We'll be in touch with you when the time is right. In the meantime just stay the course." With that, Skip felt her spin him counterclockwise three times, pull away, kiss his cheek, and he felt an ice cold wind blow through the room.

Skip found and hugged the nearest wall to get his bearings again. Skip remembered the old rule about getting out of a maze - pick a wall and follow it. The room was filled with heavy breathing, gentle awkward polite grinding collisions, slapping of bodies, moaning and laughter. Could he hear Valerie moaning in the distance? Maybe. Was she looking for him?

Abruptly, he bumped into a curvy female with shoulder-length hair. As they both laughed, each recognized the other. "Skip!", squealed Courtney. As her arms went around Skip's neck, Skip felt Courtney's nude warm body press into his. Skip was surprised as he felt his again somehow engorged cock compress upwards between their bellies.

Skip muttered under his breath, "Thank you Wizard King. So hey Courtney, how did you like winning the newbie swim contest?"

Still holding Skip close and gently swaying to the classic rock soundtrack bleeding in from the dance floor and DJ booth directly underneath, Courtney spoke up and replied, "That, was one of the craziest things I've ever done! I was literally shaking. I still am a little, can you feel? So it was great, but it wasn't satisfying. If you know what I mean."

Skip chuckled, "I do! I don't think Blain had the same issue though...."

Courtney hugged him tighter and said, "Right Right? He did not at all. Horny little guy really let it fly. I was kinda proud actually. He was more afraid that he was going to come in the first 5 seconds that someone else touched him, so he did well. And did you see that camera shot on the video screens? Wow - that looked like a professional porn movie scene. Everybody looks great in there. That closeup of her taking his cock out of her and jacking him off into thin air was off the hook. And what was up with that silent latino guy? He didn't make a sound the whole time."

Skip replied, "I liked that shot, too. I mean it looked like a C camera setup almost with a couple of low reflection klieg lights. And that was some load. Totally hot. I think Blain was looking at Valerie while it was happening. Where is he anyway?"

Valerie reached down between them for Skip, "Wow, you sure know your porn photography. But you do work in a video rental store. Blain's with the biker couple. Apparently she wants to be 'spitroasted' whatever that is, so I decided to scurry down the hall into the Dark Room and ride my adrenalin high. Holy shit! This is you? What the hell, dude, where has this been hiding? No wonder you're a VIP!"

Skip kissed her lightly, but did not correct her. Instead he assumed the questions were rhetorical, and reached down between her legs as well. Courtney's legs opened slightly but then buckled as he made contact, and she sucked the side of Skip's neck. Skip led her carefully down to the floor next to the wall.

Once settled, they resumed. Before long, Courtney was pulling Skip on top of her. "Please please fuck me, Skip. If you want to", she requested in a hoarse whisper. She spread her legs wide and pulled on Skip's arm. Skip bounced back and forth between her inner thighs and shuffled forward as far as he could. Supplemented by the generous Blessing of the Wizard King, Skip easily and powerfully spread Courtney apart with his manhood and entered the deepest parts of her.

Courtney tried to speak but could not just yet. Eventually, she overcame the pleasure between her legs to stammer, "OK, I love this. I love swinging."

Skip supported himself on his outstretched arms and pounded Courtney's hairy newbie box. Skip made sure to rub his big mushroom head upwards inside Courtney, to stimulate her already spongy g-spot and to bump up against her clit as he went balls deep in the preppy princess.

Courtney's sharp intake of ragged breaths told Skip her satisfaction was approaching. Her abrupt inner dilation released a small flood of wetness down the shaft of his cock. Courtney's whole body stiffened completely for about ten seconds. Then she let it all out, and thrashed under Skip, exhaling sharply post orgasm.

Skip continued to pound into her the same way and in the same rhythm. In just a few minutes her breathing quickened again. Skip reached down to flip her clit back and forth with his thumb as she tensed in orgasm again.

Skip continued to pound her. She laughed incredulously at Skip, and asked "How haven't you cum yet?? Oh my gosh it feels so good how can you resist?"

"I just want to make sure you're satisfied, Courtney. This is awesome", Skip replied.

"Oh heck yes. I've never been fucked like that. I mean Blain is good and all, but wow. But I want to please you now. What do you like?"

Skip responded, "I like this."

Courtney was reminded of something, "Oh yeah don't come in me. I'm protected and everything but messy for the club if you know what I mean."

Skip consciously wished for his own gratifying release, and almost immediately he felt it approaching like a fast and fully loaded freight train. He buried his head over her shoulder, face to the floor, and continued to pump into her. Courtney moaned in pleasure and disbelief. In addition to the usual feelings, Skip now experienced something new. Some type of almost harmonic vibration from the very top to the very bottom of his penis, deep inside. Courtney could feel it, too, as she began panting as soon as it began happening. Skip could feel his balls contract up against his dick. He felt Courtney open up again, her breathing again abruptly stopping while she tensed and went motionless, finally gasping for breath fifteen seconds later as her pussy walls hugged Skip tightly again and again in her magically enhanced climax.

Skip could hold back no longer, and did not want to. He ached for release in a deeper way somehow. His dick throbbed on its own, in and out. He could not stop the first rogue squirt from happening inside Courtney, but he quickly pulled out of her and jacked off as he emptied himself again into the air in front of him.

Courtney was laughing, and slightly coughing. When she had composed herself, she laughed as she talked, "Wow dude. That is the hardest I have ever cum in my whole life. And what was that like four times? I know it's not possible but it almost felt like your dick was vibrating inside me. And when I came the last time it felt like I was grasping you over and over. Like inside you know? And hey somehow you came in my mouth. How did that happen??? That's like two and half feet away?"

"I don't know Courtney, you just really turn me on I guess. I did feel you gripping me inside - it's what drove me over the edge. It just means you have great muscle tone and control."

Courtney started to get up and steadied herself against Skip. "Well I have to go find Blain. You know I think he'd like to play with Valerie, if that's OK with you."

"Sure. I think she'd like that. We have an open relationship. She's in here, somewhere. We decided to split up and go stag in here and compare notes later. I have a feeling what just happened though won't surprise her at all!"

"Thanks, Skip, that was unbelievable." Courtney kissed his cheek and disappeared in the dark. Skip found the wall again and proceeded forward step by step. Skip was leaning along one of the carpeted walls as he felt a naked couple breeze past him. They were talking in hushed whispers.

The girl giggled quietly and whispered to her date. "Oh... My..... Gosh, Steve! I can't believe we're really doing this!"

Steve whispered back, "I know I know! You still nervous, Michelle?"

The girl replied, "Not too much anymore. But we're naked! I can't believe how many people are here! I'm sure glad we didn't see anyone we knew! How did they know we were - what did they call us?"

Steve answered "Newbies. I guess because we came to the orientation earlier. But so did twenty other couples. Or the pink nametags I suppose."

Skip quietly followed Steve and Michelle and listened to their conversation from a distance. From what he could glean by eavesdropping in the dark, Steve and Michelle were a young couple at their first swinger party. They had been approached a number of times so far tonight but hadn't played with anyone else. Nerves prevented their involvement in the newbie swim, but they got mad horny watching it and regretted not having taken the plunge, so they wanted to challenge themselves to experience The Dark Room and participate in whatever they found in there.

Behind him Skip felt a hand grab his shoulder and a nose nuzzle his neck.

"Oh there you are.", said Valerie from the darkness next to him, as he felt her warm body press against him.

Valerie could not see Skip's puzzled expression in the dark room. "How'd you know it was me?"

"Easy. You smell like Polo. So it was either you or some other under 25 guy. Either way a horse apiece."

Skip shushed Valerie quietly. "Valerie, there's two horny newbies I'm trailing. Want to approach them? We'll move ahead of them, let them feel you as you pass. Then stop in front of them and you suck Steve's dick. I'll bend his date Michelle over and fuck her from behind. They made a pact to go with the flow in here. Let's see if they mean it!"

Valerie cooed in Skip's ear "Mmmmm you're dirty. I think it's time for Aurora to come out." Valerie kissed Skip's cheek, took his hand and felt forward in search of Steve and Michelle.

Before long, Skip heard their whispering again, followed by Valerie saying "hi, I'm Aurora, this is my friend Skip" and a surprised moan from Steve. Skip could hear the exaggerated sucking sounds coming from in front of him, as Valerie/Aurora made sure she let Skip and Michelle know she was sucking hungrily on Steve's pole.

Skip felt forward. First he found the broad muscular shoulders of Steve. Feeling forward more, he found Michelle and moved behind her, nuzzling the back of her neck and reaching around to squeeze her boobs. Like Steve, Michelle was a muscular bodybuilder, tall and toned. Her knees buckled as Skip's teasing hands trailed down her washboard abs to her closely trimmed, but lush bush. Finding her moist center, he knew she was ready for the next step. Moving her gently away from Steve and Valerie, he gently applied pressure to Michelle's back. She understood immediately, and got down on her knees with her ass to Skip. Skip likewise knelt behind her and continued to feel her up from behind. Her long nipples hardened between his fingers as his stiff prick poked at her opening from behind.

As Skip gently pressed forward on her well-defined muscular back, Michelle sighed and leaned even further forward and arched her back. Skip placed the engorged apple head of his enchanted cock at her drooling female opening, and hearing no objection from Michelle, slowly pressed forward into her.

Skip always enjoyed the delicious feeling of slow penetration into his partner. He never rushed it, and always savored it. His larger size required some precision, and gentleness, but he loved feeling the girl open up inside for him as he went deeper and deeper. He loved the honest and involuntary deep and low moan that almost always accompanied the process. He loved feeling his public bone against the girl's soppy pussy as he was finally buried completely inside her stretched fleshtube, and feeling his balls flap against her as he started to pump.

Michelle was no different. As Skip's donkey dick penetrated her, she let out a series of sharp moans. As Skip started to stroke her slowly, she fucked back against Skip in equal force and rhythm.

Michelle laughed and whispered, "Steve..... Steve!? I LOVE this!", A heavy breathing Steve responded, "Me too!"

Michelle whispered again. "Steve, we can do that thing we talked about. Get up here in front of me!"

Skip felt Steve pass him, find his way up in front of Michelle, and stop. Michelle was evidently sucking Steve's dick as Skip fucked Michelle. Skip felt a little sorry for Steve. Skip's experience on the set had taught him that the guy getting head while the woman was getting fucked from behind always gets a bad blowjob or bitten. Skip felt between her legs, and what he felt made Michelle jump as if shocked by electricity. Michelle, likely as a result of bodybuilding and chemical enhancements, had a large, erect and fully extended megaclitoris, jutting out from between her fuzzy folds. Skip jacked it off between his thumb and first two fingers, causing Michelle to squeal involuntarily.

Skip had an idea. "Aurora come over here and suck Michelle's clit as I fuck her." Steve let out a quiet little 'hell yeah'. Skip felt Valerie crawl underneath Michelle's torso and a series of rapid full-body shudders from Michelle told Skip that Valerie was at work. Skip could feel Valerie's mouth next to his pumping shaft, as she sucked on Michelle's huge, long megaclit.

Skip wished to please Michelle, and like before, he felt the resonance vibration deep in his cocktube. Skip spanked her hard ass with loud slaps. Michelle's breathing deepened and quickened as she bent over further, presenting herself to Skip. Michelle's muscular back arched even more and Skip felt her open way up inside. He reached down as he thought he slipped out of her, but Michelle's body was just preparing for the powerful contractions of orgasm. Skip looked down at where Valerie should be and said "Make her cum Aurora!". Michelle gasped "Oh my god".

Saving this move for the end, and having learned it from Traci at the last shoot, Valerie vibrated her lips against Michelle's megaclit as if she were playing a trumpet. Michelle's knees immediately buckled forward, but Valerie held her up wrapping her arms around her hips as she continued to vibrate her clit shaft. Somehow, Skip managed to stay inside Michelle's twisting body, as Michelle cried out in powerful full body orgasm almost throwing him off like a bucking County Fair horse.

When Michelle had stopped twitching altogether, Skip and Michelle excused themselves to venture further into the Dark Room.

As soon as they were out of earshot, Valerie giggled and whispered in Skip's ear, "Wow - her clit was almost like a tiny cock sticking out! When she came, I halfway expected a mouth full of cum. It fucking pulsed when she came. In and out, and finally back in like a turtle. And you should have felt the muscles on Steve. Even his cock was muscley."

Skip resumed following the wall until he found the edge of an iron bed. His probing hands told him there was a line of men in front of him. One of them told Skip that there was a model on the bed who was taking on all comers, one at a time.

After that they came around again to the door leading to the anteroom which lead to the locker room. Once their eyes had become accustomed the low but harsh light, they began to dress.

"OK Val - what haven't we done here? I can go again."