Lost in Halloween

CHAPTER ONE

I gasped in fright as a huge bolt of lightning arced from the moonless sky, lighting up the night with a vengeance. Moments later, a boom of thunder so ferocious, it shook our car. I turned to my brother, Eli, who was at the wheel. "Did you see that?"

He nodded. "Yeah, that lightning almost lit us up. I think the sky's about to burst."

Apparently, he hadn't seen what I saw, or what I thought I saw. It could have been a scene straight out of THE WIZZARD OF OZ. For a fraction of a second, I thought I saw an old witch riding a broom! The mirage could have been caused by the blinding lightning, or perhaps, because it was Halloween eve, my overactive imagination. And just a few moments later, just as Eli predicted, the sky opened up, heavy rain pattering the windshield.

"Gosh, Eli, maybe we better pull over and let this pass. I can barely see a thing out the windshield."

"Relax Vivian, it'll be fine. I got this."

I stared at him, and he glanced back and smiled. He was always so confident of himself, big and strong like our father, athletic, quarterback of our high school football team last year. I loved the way he was wearing his hair now, pulled back into a little ponytail. His thin beard only added to his charm.

I looked nothing like Eli, or either of our parents, for that matter. If I hadn't known any better, I would have thought I was adopted. I looked like a nerd, skinny with little breasts, and these stupid glasses that I'd gotten last month only made me look nerdier. I hated them. No matter how many times I'd had them adjusted, they wouldn't stay on my nose.

Eli made the turn onto the dirt road to our father's place, but soon hit the brakes when he saw the large tree that had fallen across the road. "Oh no! What are we going to do now?"

"It's no big deal," he said as he put the car in reverse. "Dad said these country roads all run parallel with each other. We'll get back on the main road and go a little farther, take the next dirt road to the left, find a road that intersects with this one, and bypass the fallen tree."

Eli slowly backed out onto the main road, careful to avoid the ditch on either side of us. I crossed my fingers and hoped that there were no cars coming from either direction, because with this heavy rain, I knew he couldn't see a thing.

After safely getting back on the road, Eli drove only a few hundred yards when another dirt road going the direction we needed came into view. Eli made the turn onto it. A few moments later, I gasped when we hit a pothole, and the car skidded sideways. "God, Eli, slow down. Are you sure taking this road is going to work?"

"Of course, I'm sure. We'll be there in thirty minutes."

To keep my mind off the storm, I decided to change the subject. "So, Eli, are you anxious to meet Dad's girlfriend?"

"Um, only if she's hot."

I giggled. I knew that's about how he'd respond. "Do you think it strange that Dad got a girlfriend so soon after Mom died?" I certainly did. I was still mourning the loss of our mother who had passed of cancer three months ago, and it seemed as though Dad had already found someone to replace her.

"Na, not really. People have needs, if you know what I mean."

Yeah, I knew exactly what he meant. I had needs, too. Unfulfilled needs. I'd only had one boyfriend my whole life, and he'd dumped me for the stupidest reason.

Eli said, "What is strange, though, is that she isn't on any social media or anything. And we know nothing about her, really."

I had a lot to say about that. I started to respond, but gasped out loud at what I saw in front of us, and grabbed hold of the oh-shit handle. "Eli! Watch out!"

I screamed as the car skidded along the ditch, before a tree brought us to an abrupt halt, the airbag slapping me in the face, putting me in a daze momentarily. When I came back to reality, I turned to look at Eli, who was lowering the windows to let the air bag gasses escape. "Eli, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I think so. Are you?"

"I'm okay. You saw her too, didn't you; in the middle of the road?"

"You mean that witch?"

"Yeah. Thank God you saw her, too. If you would have said otherwise, I would have thought I was going crazy."

Eli looked around. "I didn't hit her, did I?"

"I don't think so."

"Probably some drunk woman on the way to a Halloween party," he said.

I would have thought the same, if it wasn't for the fact of what I had seen in the skies earlier. What on earth was going on? "What are we going to do now, Eli. It looks like we're in the middle of nowhere. And this isn't the road going to Dad's."

"Yeah, I know. There's no phone service, either. The rain's let up, and it's only a slight drizzle now. We'll walk down the road to find help. There's bound to be a house around here somewhere."

The car was sitting in the ditch at an odd angle, and the impact from the airbag had knocked my glasses off my face. I felt around for them on the floorboard. When my hand landed on them and I looked at them, I saw they were bent out of shape. I let out a breath of frustration as I tried to bend them back as best as I could before putting them back on my face.

Eli dug through the console and pulled out a flashlight. He said, "You'll have to crawl out on my side. You won't even be able to open your door. I'll give you a hand after I get out."

With the way the car was sitting in the ditch, he struggled to open his door, but finally managed. When he was out, he extended his hand to me, and I crawled over the console, accepting his help.

We pulled on our hoodies and stood outside the car, and inspected the damage. The hood was buckled, and front end looked like a crushed aluminum can.

Eli said, "Aw, man. This car's definitely totaled."

From behind us came a loud moo, and Eli quickly shone his flashlight in the direction. "A cow? A fucking cow. That's what we saw in the middle of the road. Thanks a lot, stupid cow."

The cow mooed once more before turning and heading in the direction from which we'd come. I knew what I'd seen, and it wasn't a cow. My skin crawled with goosebumps as I thought about what horrors this night might hold for us.

CHAPTER TWO

Eli shined his flashlight all around them as he and Vivian walked down the dirt road in hopes of finding help, cattle behind barbed-wire fences on both sides of them. He knew what he'd avoided hitting earlier wasn't that cow, and he'd said what he'd said for Vivian's benefit, but judging from the way she was holding his hand, he knew she didn't buy it.

"Eli," Vivian said, as she squeezed his hand. "I saw a flicker of light up ahead."

Eli turned off his flashlight, and he saw it too. "Huh, that's weird. Let's go check it out."

"Oh, Eli, I'm kind of scared."

He looked at her and squeezed her hand. "It'll be okay. I'll protect you."

The two continued walking, the flickering getting brighter and brighter, and up ahead, more flickers of light, and on both sides of the road.

Vivian halted them to a stop when the first object came into view. "Jack-o-lanterns? Who lines the sides of the road with jack-o-lanterns?"

"Well, it is Halloween eve. Probably a farmer with a big pumpkin patch."

"Eli, look!"

Eli looked down at the road where Vivian pointed. "What the hell?" The dirt road they were on was not dirt anymore, and somewhere between the wrecked car and here, the road had turned to brick, yellow brick. Eli shined the flashlight all around them, noticing that instead of being flanked by cattle pastures with barbed-wire on either side of them, they seemed to be smack in the middle of an endless cornfield. He shined his flashlight behind them, the yellow brick road and cornfield on both sides of them continuing for as far as he could see.

"My God, Eli, what's going on? This is just too weird."

"I have no idea. But let's keep walking."

The two continued walking for about another ten minutes, the scenery around them remaining the same; the creepy yellow brick road, and all those jack-o-lanterns with lopsided grins whose haunting eyes seemed to watch them as they walked by.

From above them came a flutter, like the wings of a large bird. The two looked up and Vivian screamed. Eli hugged her to his chest and ducked as a witch riding a broom dive-bombed them, her eerie laughter echoing in the ghastly night as she sped away.

"Oh, God, Eli! What are we going to do? I'm so scared. Did you see her face? It glowed green! And she had a big ugly nose, and I think she was toothless."

"Yeah, I saw that, and she also stunk to high heaven."

As soon as Eli finished his sentence, three more witches divebombed them from above, flying mere inches from their heads, the wind created by their wakes blowing the hoodies off Eli and Vivian's head, the witches haunting laughter sending chills up the siblings' spines.

Vivian screamed and stomped her feet nervously as she held on to Eli for dear live. In the distance, Eli saw more approaching, at least ten. He noticed a lose brick from the road, picked it up, and when they were close enough, threw it at one of them with all his strength. The witch dodged it, laughing as they flew off.

She yelled, "You missed, motherfucker! I'll get you for that!"

Eli quickly found the brick and retrieved it, Vivian hanging on to him with all her might.

"Eli, they're going to kill us! We're going to die here!"

"Not without a fight. This time when they come, I'll be ready for them." Eli scanned all around, brick in hand, ready to do some serious damage, at least to one of them. He searched the sky for about five minutes, and it seemed as though the barrage had ended, at least for now. He felt Vivian's little body trembling with fear, sobs escaping her now and then. "Vivian, I think they're gone."

"How do we know they won't come back?" she cried.

"We don't. But let's keep walking. No use standing around here waiting."

As soon as Eli spoke the words, he heard a flutter above him and drew his arm back, ready to throw. This witch didn't dive-bomb them, but instead, landed in front of them, and Eli was extremely surprised that instead of being old and toothless with an ugly nose and a face glowing with a haunting hue of green, this witch was young and gorgeous. She had beautiful blonde hair, and wore a black tube top over perfect boobs, which showed a lot of cleavage, and the matching mini-skirt revealed firm, athletic thighs.

The Young witch rested her broom on her shoulder and twirled it playfully. "You going to throw that at me, handsome?"

"You mind telling us what's going on here?"

"I'd put that brick back if I were you. It's bad luck to take a brick from this road."

"I'll take my chances. We've had enough bad luck already this evening."

"Relax. I'm not going to hurt you. In fact, no one here will. My sisters were only scaring you, you know, doing it for entertainment. They do it every year to the new Halloween tributes. I've already asked them to stop."

"Halloween tributes? What the hell's going on here? And where are we?"

She giggled. "Well, I would say you're lost somewhere Halloween. My name's Elanor, by the way. Your host is expecting you. Her name's Yvonna. Well, I better go now; keep my sisters under control." She stepped up to Eli, ran a finger down his chest. "Maybe I'll see you later, handsome." She mounted her broom and looked back. "Bye now."

"Wait," Eli said, "how do we find this... this host?"

She motioned with her finger. "Just... follow the yellow brick road. And don't forget to put that brick back." In the blink of an eye, she'd disappeared into the darkness above.

"Follow the yellow brick road?" Vivian asked.

"Halloween tributes?" Eli asked.

"What if it's a trick, and hundreds of those witches are waiting for us down the road, ready to hang us over a fire?"

"Na, I don't think so. I didn't think Elanor was lying."

"Eli, just because she's pretty and has a nice set of tits doesn't ensure us that she's honest."

We'll just have to take that chance. I suppose our only choice now is to... follow the yellow brick road, and maybe we'll figure out what's going on."

CHAPTER THREE

After the two had walked another ten minutes, a brook came into view, and on the other side, a quaint little cabin. They stopped short of the little bridge crossing the brook.

"Well," Eli said, taking in his surroundings, "I suppose we've come to the end of the road."

"It's actually beautiful here, and all so peaceful."

"I suppose it's time to go and meet this Yvonna person. Maybe she'll have answers for us."

The two crossed the bridge and followed a white pebble walkway leading to the cabin. Then, they climbed the steps up to the porch and looked around, jack-o-lanterns on each corner, but instead of looking spooky, these jack-o-lanterns looked inviting, sending vibes of promises that they were safe now, and no longer in any danger.

Eli knocked on the door, and they soon heard footsteps approaching. The door opened, and they caught their first glimpse of Yvonna. She was a beauty indeed, especially for an older lady. Her hair was as black as mid-night, and as fine as the hairs on a horse's tail. Her face was oval and flawless. And her eyes... as blue as the sea, and they glistened like diamonds. She wore a little pink nightgown that exposed a lot of her thighs and plenty cleavage.

Her blood-red lips slowly upturned into a beautiful smile. "Welcome new tributes! I'm Yvonna, and I'll be your host for the games." She stepped out the way and motioned with her hand. "Please, come in."

Eli studied her cautiously. "You're the second one who's called us tributes this evening. And the first was a witch. Would you mind explaining what's going on here?"

"Oh, you must have met Elanor. A charming young witch, and already so mature for her age. We call her the House Mother, because she has the ability to keep everybody in check. She can be a bit flirtatious, though, as you've probably noticed since you've already met her. Please come in, and I'll explain everything."

Eli and Vivian cautiously stepped in. The inside of the cabin radiated peace and serenity, and Eli was sure it didn't even have electricity. Candle stands with flickering miniature jack-o-lanterns sat on each corner of the cabin, setting an ambiance of soothing comfort. A fire burned in the fireplace, its flames dancing about and crackling. Two rocking chairs sat facing the fire. Opposite the fireplace was a leather sofa. Eli studied the circular staircase leading upstairs.

"First," Yvonna started, "I'd like to welcome each of you with a hug." She hugged each of them and patted them on their backs, looked between the two with an excited smile. "What fine tributes!"

"Look, Yvonna, you seem very nice and all, but the truth is that my sister and I were on our way to our dad's when one of those witches blocked the road and caused us to wreck our car into a tree. Now, if we could borrow a phone to call our dad and have him come and pick us up without incident, that is all we'd ask of you."

"Oh, dear, I'm so sorry. My sisters can be so mean at times. They didn't hurt you, did they?"

"No," Vivian said, "they didn't hurt us, but they could have killed us by causing us to wreck our car, and on top of that, they scared us to no end!"

"Oh, my," Yvonna said, a frown on her face. "I'm so sorry. I'll have to have a talk with them. Now if you two would have a seat and let me explain things, I promise, we'll figure this all out."

The two sat in the rocking chairs facing the fireplace, and Yvonna sat on the he

arth, facing them. "First of all, I regret to inform you that we don't have phones here, and your father can't come and pick you up. Now, you two have been chosen to be tributes in this year's Halloween games. They start tomorrow after breakfast. The games consist of a journey through our corn maze. I was told you'll each be entering the maze on your on, and through different entrances. On your path, you'll find many intersecting paths, each with a different adventure awaiting. You're free to choose whichever path you like. One thing to note is that it's completely safe, and no one is going to hurt you. In fact, it'll be an adventure for each of you. And when it's all over and you leave here, you'll each leave having learned something about yourselves, something you may have not otherwise realized."

Vivian stood, anger on her face. "But that's not fair! You can't just kidnap people and have them participate in your stupid games!"

"You're right, dear. It's not fair to you. But I don't make the rules."

"So, what if we refuse to play this game?"

"Then, I'm afraid my sisters will taunt you until you decide to play. Believe me, it's no use resisting. And besides, there's only one way out of here for the two of you, and it's not the way you came. It's through the maze. You'll soon return to your normal lives without anyone having ever noticed you were even gone. But your memories of the games will last forever."

Eli huffed out a breath of frustration and shook his head. "Vivian, I feel that she's telling us the truth. I'm afraid we have no choice but to be a part of their games. It's either that or go back out there and face those mean old witches."

"Eli, you can't be serious! You've got to do something!"

"What would you like me to do?"

Vivian gave Yvonna the death stare before resuming her seat in the rocker. "I can't believe this is happening."

"Thank you, Eli. That was very well said. Now, my job is to make you as comfortable as possible until the games begin tomorrow. That means, making sure that you're well fed, have an inviting place to bathe, and a bed to sleep in. Speaking of, I bet you two are starving, am I right?"

Eli said, "We haven't eaten since morning."

"Aw, you poor dears. I have a nice pot of stew waiting in the kitchen. I'll fix you each a bowl."

When Yvonna stepped into the kitchen, Vivian whispered to Eli. "You know, this could be all a trick. No telling what they'll do to us."

Eli shook his head. "Na, I'm telling you, I believe her. It won't be all that bad, and she said we'd soon be back to our lives. It's not like we have a choice in the matter anyway, so, let's just go with it and get it over."

Yvonna soon returned with three bowls of stew on a serving tray. After Eli and Vivian accepted each a bowl of stew, Yvonna again sat between them and took the last bowl for herself. "I do hope you like it. It's one of my specialty dishes, and I've prepared it just for you."

"It smells wonderful, Yvonna, thank you." Eli took his first bite and nodded his approval. "Mm, God, this is good. I've never tasted anything like it." When he saw Vivian wasn't eating any of hers, he said, "Go on, Vivian. I know you're hungry. Eat. It's fine. I promise."

Vivian cautiously took a bite and swallowed, her attitude immediately changing. "Oh, my. I didn't expect this. God, this is good. I didn't realize how hungry I was."

"Oh, that makes me so, so happy to see that you two are enjoying it. And there's plenty. I'll fix each of you another bowl when you're done."

After the two had finished their second bowl of stew, they'd each relaxed enough to start talking, learning more about the Halloween games, which, according to Yvonna, had been happening for thousands of years. They even told Yvonna about their personal lives and their family, the fear they had earlier now completely gone, the three of them talking and laughing like old friends. But when they'd ask Yvonna about herself, all she'd said was, "I'm afraid my life is an enigma; you wouldn't understand me. And yet, when the games are over, you'll totally understand me. Now, it's getting late and you two must be tired. You'll need a good night's rest for the games tomorrow." She rose. "Now, if you'll follow me upstairs, I'll show you to your quarters."

CHAPTER FOUR

Eli and I followed Yvonna up the circular staircase. Although Eli seemed confident about everything, I was still a bit apprehensive about what would happen tomorrow. But I realized now that Eli was right, and we had no choice in the matter.

The stairs ended at a landing facing a door, and Yvonna opened it. The bedroom was simple and plain, but nonetheless cozy and appealing with an aura of intimacy and warmth, and I wasn't even bothered by the fact that there was only one bed because Eli and I had bunked together before.

The bathroom was extraordinary and inviting, and featured a large copper tub filled three quarters of the way, frothy bubbles appearing and disappearing like magic, steam rising from the water. Towels and wash cloths were neatly folded on a table. Next to the towels were two cups with what smelled like tea, a misty vapor rising from them.

"I've made you each a cup of my special herbal tea," Yvonna said. "It'll help you sleep well, and get a good night's rest. I'll see you downstairs in the morning for breakfast. You two have a wonderful evening!"

Yvonna left, and shut the door behind her. I was intrigued by the two mysterious cups of tea that seemed to have appeared there like magic, still steaming. I grabbed the two cups of tea from the table, handed one to Eli, and we both took sips. "Wow," I said, "this is really good." I took another sip.

"Mm," Eli said after his first sip, and he immediately took another. "She right. I bet we'll sleep like babies tonight."

We each took another sip. I giggled and covered her mouth as I stared at the large tub made for two, the inviting bubbles, the intimacy it represented. That's when I realized I was feeling a bit woozy, but in a good way. I said, "Do you think she expects us to... bathe together?"

"Did you want to?"

His reply wasn't at all what I expected. We stared at one another, my cheeks heating up, and I knew I was blushing. His unexpected reply caused thousands of thoughts and emotions to swirl through my mind at the same time. Goosebumps formed on the back of my neck. I was having trouble taking in air. Why had he said that? He looked dead serious. Why was I even considering it? And why did I feel an excitement about the possibility of doing it?

"Did you want to?" I asked. My voice was barely a whisper, and I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth. This was all wrong. We weren't thinking straight. And worse, what if he'd only been joking when he'd asked me?"

I took a sip of tea to hide my nervousness, and he did the same, and then we were back to staring at one another awkwardly. And then, a smile slowly formed on his lips.

"What the hell. Let's do it."

My knees buckled, and it was like a thousand butterflies were flying around in my stomach. He finished his tea in two swallows, and I watched him pull his shirt over his head, biceps bulging, his gym tan accenting all his features. I slowly finished my tea to buy me time. When I set the cup down, I asked, "Eli, are we really going to do this?"

"Well, I don't mind if you don't. Besides, a nice, warm bath will be relaxing. And I've seen you naked before a time or two, as you have me. And it's just a bath."

"It's just that I'm a little embarrassed."

"Why?" he asked.

"I'm skinny, I look like a nerd, and I have little boobs."

Something about Eli's demeanor changed when I said what I did. A serious expression came across his face. "You're overthinking it, really you are. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. First, you don't look like a nerd. I think you look beautiful."

My heart fluttered.

"Second, there are a lot of guys who like skinny girls. Myself included."

He took a step toward me and grabbed my glasses, pulled them off my head, and set them on the table. His reassuring words were really bosting my confidence.

And third, the breast thing is overrated. Guys like all breast; small, large, extra small, extra-large." His fingers grabbed the hem of my shirt. "Can I pull your shirt off?"

My hands were trembling, but I managed a nod. My shirt came off. His hands went behind my back and unfastened my bra, and I stood before him, exposed.

He stared at my chest, and I saw something in his eyes change. "May I touch them?"

I managed another nod. I was really woozy, and saw little pixies of light floating all around. When he squeezed my breasts, an electric shock exploded from my core, causing my knees to buckle. I let out an unexpected moan. I wasn't even embarrassed about it. He grabbed my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, my nerves tingling with shockwaves of pleasure. I moaned louder this time.

He looked at me and smiled, his hands still on my breast, his eyes sparkling. "Trust me, you're really beautiful. You have beautiful boobs. Tell me you'll never be embarrassed of your body again."

"I won't," I whispered. He started to lower his head, and my knees got weak at the thought of what was about to happen. I wrapped my arms around his waist for support. Our lips met, the warmth of his mouth on mine sending electric shocks through my body. I wanted this to happen.

Our tongues touched, my core exploding into what must have been a mini-orgasm. I moaned into his mouth as my hand went to the back of his head, pulling him closer, our tongues intertwining with illicit intent.

When we broke the kiss, we stared at one another for long moments. Finally, he asked, in a whisper. "Are you sure you want this?"

I knew what 'this' was and I was beyond excited. The fact that 'this' was wrong on so many levels didn't even bother me.

I answered Eli by reaching for the button on his jeans. How had I gotten so brave? I unfastened them, then looked at Eli, nervously biting the corner of my lower lip as I gauged his reaction. His eyes were wide, totally surprised that I'd done what I did. I dropped to my knees and pulled his pants down. He stepped out of them.

I reached up, grabbed the hem of his underwear, saw the large bulge there, and realized he had some serious equipment. I pulled his briefs down slowly, his member springing free, and almost hitting me in the face, my eyes going wide at the size of it. After he'd stepped out of the underwear, I grabbed his throbbing member, held it in my hand for a few moments and stared at it, then slowly took him into my mouth, swirled my tongue around and around the head of it, took him in deeper.

Eli began to moan, calling out my name, calling to God to forgive us for what was about to happen. All this excited me so.

At one point while I was doing it, he asked where I'd learned to do this? I'm sure he didn't want me to stop and answer, and I wouldn't admit it to him anyway, so, I picked up pace instead, enjoying his moans. The truth was that my only boyfriend had broken up with me because I wasn't ready to give him oral. I was young and immature then, and told him I was inexperienced, and to give me time. That evening was the last time I saw him. I vowed to learn, and one day make a better man than him very, very happy. I brought a dildo. I practiced with it for two years. Tonight, I finally got the chance to try out my skills, and I'm so glad it was on Eli.

I felt his member swell in my mouth; his testicles fill with semen. This would be my grand finale. I did what took me a year and a half to master. I swallowed his member down my throat, and I did it so perfectly.

He screamed so loud when he erupted that I knew Yvonna heard. I didn't care. Ejaculate flooded my mouth, ran down my throat, the taste of it and the mere fact that I was doing this setting my core on fire with need. I knew that would have to wait, at least for a little while.

I sucked him until I felt his member go limp in my mouth. I pulled off him, and it pointed at the floor, dead for the moment. I looked up at Eli, the expression on his face making me giggle with confidence. His face told me everything I needed to know. I'd done this better than any girl he'd ever been with.

CHAPTER FIVE

Eli relaxed against the tub, his eyes closed, basking in the afterglow of what had just happened. That was THE best blowjob he'd ever had in his life, and from his own sister! Where in the world had she learned this, he wondered? Surely not from that little prick she'd dated for a few months. Eli had accidentally seen his dick in gym class, not much bigger than an inch worm, he'd thought.

On the other side of the tub, Vivian began playing footsies with him. Her little feet felt so good on his. He'd seen her pretty little painted toenails earlier, and those little toes pushing against his excited him.

Eli had thought he was done for the night, thought she'd sucked every bit of cum out of him, but his dick was on the rise, getting harder and harder. Suddenly, Eli felt a hand on his cock, and it wasn't his.

Eli opened his eyes, smiled at her. "I can't quit thinking about it."

"That makes me happy," she said as she pumped his cock underwater.

"When we get home, we'll have to forget about this."

"Well, then, we'd better enjoy it while we can."

Eli watched her straddle him, grab his cock and place it at her entrance before she started to lower herself on him. Their eyes stayed locked, her lips parting in pleasure. She pulled up slightly, lowered herself again, moaned as she took him all in. Her heat around his cock was intense, nothing like he'd ever felt before. She was tight, so tight. She rose back up and went down on him again, faster this time, harder.

Eli watched her lower her head to meet his lips, their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. She picked up pace on him. Eli was rock hard. She broke the kiss and threw her head back, eyes closed and mouth open, a loud moan escaping her each time she bottomed out. God, how Eli liked seeing her like this. He reached between them and found her clit, hard as a frozen pea. She shrieked when he touched, moaned with a yearning hunger as he began to rub it, bouncing on him faster and faster. She put a hand behind his head, pulled him forward slightly, brought her breast to his lips. He opened his mouth and took in half of it, continued rubbing her clit. He started pushing up against her as she pushed down on him. Her clit swelled even bigger, harder. Her moans and screams filled room. She was close, so was he.

She was bouncing on him with fury now, water splashing everywhere. Eli felt his release building inside him. He loved her look of excitement, her face all scrunched up, mouth wide open. She was vocal, for sure. She didn't hide her pleasure.

Eli starting rubbing her clit faster and faster as his release neared the surface. He inhaled a deep breath through gritted teeth, and when he felt the timing was perfect, he unloaded inside her with a scream. She screamed louder. Her body trembled, her legs shaking. She gasped for the breath to ride them through the finish line. Eli unloaded everything he had inside her. They screamed together. He gave her all he had. She wanted more. She came multiple times, Eli realized that. That was awesome. He was happy he'd satisfied her.

She collapsed against his shoulder, the two trying to catch their breaths, gasping for air, their bodies trembling together. This was no doubt the best sex that Eli had ever had. He was happy this had happened, that they'd gotten lost in Halloween. Would they really give this up when they got home? He'd said they would, but now that he'd gotten a taste of it, he doubted it.

They dried themselves and crawled into bed, naked, without saying a word. He held her from behind, cupped her right breast in his hand, snaked his leg between hers, felt the heat radiating from her core. There, lost in Halloween, having partaken in one of the most taboo things in the world that one could partake of, Eli felt the greatest sense of peace and tranquility he'd ever felt.

CHAPTER SIX

I walked through the corn maze on that Halloween morning, feeling happier than I'd ever been. I thought back to last night, realizing that it was that herbal tea Yvonna gave Eli and I that had made us act the way we had. I thought that by now, I'd be feeling guilty, thinking of myself as a horrible person, a whore, but no. Eli and I had promised each other that what happens here stays here, but I think we both knew that wasn't a promise meant to keep. It felt wonderful waking up in Eli's arms this morning. We'd made love before breakfast, and we even kissed goodbye in front of Yvonna before starting down our separate paths through the maze.

Yvonna had enlightened us a little more on the game, telling us to be prepared for anything; skeletons chasing us, ghosts and goblins, live jack-o-lanterns, and of course, old witches flying around on brooms. I hadn't seen any of that yet, just all these jack-o-lanterns lighting up the paths. When we woke up this morning, it still looked like night outside. Yvonna explained that there is no daylight here, only darkness. How all this corn and these pumpkins grow here is beyond me.

Last night's fiery passion still made my heart flutter this morning. I skipped down the path. I slapped at cornstalks. I jumped and twirled around. I had a smile from ear to ear. And then I came upon another intersecting path, the third so far. I stopped and looked down it, wondering if I should go that way. I'd stayed on this one so far, and decided I might as well keep going down it.

I kept walking for another fifteen minutes, rounded a curve, and when the path straightened out again, I saw, in the near distance, it ended. Darn, I thought. Now I'm going to have to backtrack. I turned around and started going the way I had come, but soon stopped. What if there was something at the end of this path I needed to see? I may as well walk to the end, I thought. I turned around and started walking toward the end again. As I got closer, I noticed two more paths intersecting with this one, forming a T. Down the one on the left, I heard voices. I jogged toward the intersection, anxious to see who was there. As I stared down the left path, I saw two blonde-haired girls about my age walking toward me; one was tall, and the other was a little thing, and barely taller than five feet. They were both wearing skimpy nurses' Halloween costumes. The taller one had big breasts, and legs that didn't quit. The shorter one had big breasts also, and cute little legs, firm and toned. They held hands, giggling and carrying on, too consumed with one another to even notice me.

"Hello!" I called out to them. They stopped dead in their tracks and stared at me, not knowing what to expect. I smiled and waved at them, attempting to appear friendly. They did the same and continued walking toward me. "Hi," I said when they'd gotten close enough. Are you girls Halloween tributes, too?"

"Unfortunately, yes," the taller one said. "We were headed to a Halloween party and got lost on a dirt road. An old witch caused us to wreck our car. And since you're also a tribute in this stupid game, you know the rest of the story."

"Yes. The same thing happened to my brother and I. We had a really nice host, though, and she explained everything. They made us take separate paths through the maze, but I see they let you two go together?"

"Well, that wasn't their plan," the shorter one said, "but we refused to be separated, and they finally relented to letting us stay together. My name's Star, by the way, and this is my girlfriend, Sabrina."

Star extended her hand to me, and something about her touch sent a warm feeling through my body. And she had the prettiest smile I'd ever seen. "I'm Vivian. Anything spooky happen to you girls yet?"

"Nothing," Sabrina said. "I don't know what kind of games they're playing, but our Halloween's ruined, and we just want to get out of here and go home."

"Is it okay if I walk with you guys?" I asked.

"Of course," Star said.

I pointed out to them the path from which I'd come, so that only left one path for us to take, if we didn't want to backtrack. We walked together for about fifteen minutes, chit-chatting about this mess we'd gotten into, and how all three of us had thought it was a bad dream, when from above came a flutter of wind.

"Shit! That's one of them," Sabrina said.

The witch landed in front of us, and parked her broom upside-down in the row of cornstalks. She had a nose that resembled a pig's, a big mold on her cheek with hair growing out of it, and a single large front tooth that protruded over her bottom lip. Her laughter was haunting, with snorts in between.

"Well, well? What do we have here?" she asked in a raspy voice as she approached closer. She sniffed all three of us, her breath smelling like rotten garbage. "Well, slap my ass and call me a whore! It's my lucky night... three lesbians!"

For a few moments, she alternated her hungry stare between us. I knew where this was going. And then, she posed the question. "Which of you three lesbians want to be first to eat my pussy, huh?"

Star grabbed Sabrina's hand and huddled close to her. The witch pulled up her long skirt past her hairy legs and over her belly, revealing what looked like wiry hair growing out of a giant, sloppy taco, the stench from it causing us to scrunch up our faces and cough. Three blow-flies flew off that thing. It was absolutely terrible. I was not at all expecting this, and I knew all three of us would be puking up our breakfast by the time this was over.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Eli felt like he'd already walked two miles, and had come upon nothing. Just all this corn, and jack-o-lanterns lighting up the night. He'd had the chance to change paths several times along the way, but had decided to keep going on the one he was on.

Vivian had never left his thoughts, and he hoped she was doing okay on her journey through the maze. It was the first time in his life he could remember that he wasn't there to protect her. Last night and this morning had been wonderful, and he thought about her differently now. An emotion he'd never experienced before made his heart flutter every time she crept into his thoughts.

Suddenly, Eli stopped walking when the realization hit him like a brick; Was he in love? Aw, man, he thought, this wasn't good. What would he do when he got home? They'd just have to forget this ever happened. He'd find other girls, satisfy his needs with them. He'd even set Vivian up with one of his friends. Somehow, the thought of doing that turned his stomach sour.

Eli's thoughts were broken by a flutter of wind from above. Fuck, he thought. Here we go.

The witch landed in front of him, and when she did, Eli saw that it was Elanor, the hot little witch from last night, looking even hotter now.

"Well, hello again, handsome." She slung her broom over her shoulder and twirled it. "I thought I'd catch up with you and see how things were going."

"Thanks," he said, his eyes on all the cleavage she sported, hard nipples just below the surface. When he managed to peel his eyes away and look up at her, he said, "I'm doing fine. I haven't come upon anything unusual yet." Man, was she hot. He looked down at her silky-smooth thighs before looking back up at her again. "I'm a little worried about my sister, though. I hope she's doing okay."

"Oh, trust me, she'll be just fine. Do you mind if I walk with you for a bit?"

Eli's eyes went wide, a big goofy smile on his face. "No, not at all. I'd enjoy the company."

The two walked together down the path, chit-chatting as they walked. Eli could hardly believe it when Elanor told him she was over two-hundred years old, and had lived here forever. When he asked her where exactly here was, she just shrugged and pointed to the ground. "Here."

Eli had been so busy drooling over her and chatting that he hadn't realized his path had ended until he walked into thick cornstalks.

Elanor giggled. "You're funny! I like that."

Eli noticed that the path didn't really end, but intersected with two more. He asked Elanor, "Which way should we go?"

"Mm, I can't tell you. It's against the rules. I could get in big trouble if I did." She scanned the sky cautiously, looked left, and then right, put her hand on Eli's shoulder and whispered in his ear. "I have to speak very quietly, or else they might hear. But the best path for you is not either one of those. I could take you where you need to go if you like?"

The combination of her touch, her warm breath on his ear, and the smell of her perfume made his cock rise. God, how he'd like to mount her.

"But we have to go now if you want me to take you."

Eli nodded. She had the most beautiful smile, Eli thought.

"Okay," she whispered. She put her broom between her legs, looked at Eli, and whispered, "Hop on, and hang on tight. You're in for a wild ride, Baby."

CHAPTER EIGHT

I looked between Sabrina and Star, and I'm sure the look on my face matched the worried and disgusted looks on their faces. I had to figure a way out of this. There was no way I was going to do what that witch wanted us to do to her.

"I don't have all night," the witch said, still holding up her skirt. She looked at Sabrina and pointed to her. "You." She made the 'come here' motion with her finger. "Get over here and start licking." With her free hand, she reached between her thighs and spread her lips, and a string of gooey substance that looked like snot hung down from there.

Sabrina frowned. "Dream on, witch."

The witch angrily stepped up to Sabrina, her finger outstretched and pointing in Sabrina's face. "You listen here, you little bimbo. I'm in charge here. And if you don't do as I say, you'll never leave this place, and you'll be eating witch pussy the rest of your life!"

"Um, excuse me, ma'am," I said, "we just want to make it through this maze and go home. None of us want to be here. Can't you just let us by? Besides, I'm not even a lesbian."

"Let you by? Ah-ha-ha! Now that's funny little lady. What are you trying to talk me into, ruining my night's fun? Na, I don't think so."

The witch stepped up to me and slowly walked a circle around me, her disgusting pig nose sniffing my hair, my neck, I could barely stand it. Finally, she bent down and sniffed between my legs. I almost threw up.

She stood, and looked me in the eye. "Not a lesbian, you say, ay?"

"That's correct."

"You ever eat pussy before?"

"No."

"You ever have your pussy eaten by another girl?"

"Never."

"Well, then," she said to me. "I have a better Idea. I'll make it easy on all of you. I'll let all of you by if you let these two little lesbians have their way with you and put on a good show for me." She turned to Sabrina and Star. "And I want to see you eat her pussy till it's raw! And if you get her to squirt, it's free passes out of here for all three of you."

"We can't do that!" Star said. "You can't expect us to have sex with a stranger in the middle of a cornfield while an old witch watches!"

"You watch your mouth, little slut, or I'll make you drink my piss!" The witch scratched her hairy chin and looked off into the night. "But I suppose, in a way, you're right. If I want to watch a good show, you need to be in the mood."

All three of us looked at one another. The witch looked up and raised her hand toward the night sky. "Stars of heaven, stars so bright, give me a potion to put these girls in the mood tonight!"

The witch's eyes glowed with a green hue, a smile of great anticipation on her face. Moments later, a vile of bubbly liquid floated down from the night sky and into her outstretched hand. "He-he! I still got it!" The witch sniffed the vile, a big smile forming on her lips. She took a big swallow. "Ahh! Exactly what we needed." She handed the vile to Sabrina. "Drink, bimbo."

Sabrina held the vile at arm's length, and looked nervously between Star and me, then back at the witch. "What's this going to do to us?"

The witch's lips upturned into a naughty smile. "It'll put you in the mood for a menage-a-trois. Now drink!"

Sabrina again glanced nervously between me and Star before staring at the potion in her hand with a frown.

The witch pointed a finger. "Now look here! I'm not fucking around anymore! You girls drink that potion in the next fifteen seconds, or all three of you will be eating witch pussy for the rest of your lives! Now, what will it be?"

Sabrina glanced at Star with a worried look on her face. Star glanced at the witch before returning her attention to Sabrina and slowly nodding her head. Sabrina brought the vile to her lips, took a big gulp, swallowed with a grimace, and passed the vile to Star. Star did the same, and passed the vile to me. I stared at the vile, looked at the witch, and said, "Please, I told you I'm not--"

"--I don't care what you told me! You got three seconds left. What do you rather; let them eat your pussy for an hour, or you eat witch pussy for the rest of your life?"

I downed what remained in the vile.

CHAPTER NINE

Eli held on to Elanor's waist for dear life as they shot into the sky like a rocket bound for the moon. They dodged mountain peaks, flew down into the valleys, up above treetops, and into a neighborhood, right over the heads of a large group of trick-or-treaters, and sent them scrambling. She turned around and chased them again before gaining elevation and darting away, and Eli was having the time of his life.

They descended once more, and even though it was dark, Eli could see the ocean below, the scent of seawater filling his nostrils. They circled around a small island, came to a spot near the beach lit up by many tiki torches surrounding an area where tables, coolers, and ice buckets had been set up, and in the center of it all was a large beach lounger. Where were the people, Eli wondered?

They landed in the center of the perimeter of tiki-torches, and Eli took everything in; Coconut and palm trees right up the beach, beautiful white sands, food, beer, and liquor chilling in ice buckets. It was then he noticed he'd lost his jeans and shirt, and now wore swimming trunks, and Elanor was wearing a red string bikini that was so skimpy, she might as well not have been wearing anything at all.

"Wow, Eli said. "This is nice. How'd you find this spot?"

She smiled. "I created it."

"Huh? We're nowhere near the corn maze, are we?"

"Nope. Far from it. I'll get you back soon. I thought you'd like to see my most beautiful creation first. Would you like to see it during daylight?"

"Sure!"

With a snap of Elanor's fingers, night turned to day, and after Eli's eyes adjusted, he couldn't believe how beautiful the place was; white sand as far as the eye could see, dolphins playing near, waves crashing on the shore, seagulls calling from up above, beautiful palm trees. Eli thought this was the most beautiful place in the world.

"Wow, Elanor. You created a masterpiece for sure. Are we the only people here?"

"Yes, we are. I'm the only one who knows about it. And now, you do, too. Help yourself to a drink."

Eli stepped to the ice bucket and pulled out a cold beer, popped the top with a bottle opener from the table, and took a big swallow, then stepped next to Elanor. "Do you come here a lot?"

"Whenever I can get away. I prefer night, though. It's more romantic, don't you think?"

Eli watched her lick her lips to moisten them, but it was more than that. He'd seen other girls do the same thing. It was a signal that she was in the mood. "Yes, I agree. Night time is much more romantic."

With a snap of her fingers, it was night again. She took his hand, led him to the large beach lounger. She laid back, and he did the same. Millions of stars dotted the night sky, the milky-way looking like stardust.

Eli wondered what it would be like having sex with a beautiful, hot witch right here on this beach. Just when the thought crossed his mind, he felt her hand rubbing his arm. Damn, it was going to happen. He knew it.

"Enjoying yourself, Eli?"

"So very much. Thank you for sharing this place with me. You're so lucky. You can create anything you want."

"Well, not anything. I can't solve loneliness. I can't create the perfect mate. I can't create any mate. In my world, there are no men, except for the occasional ones we capture in the Halloween games, if we're lucky, that is. I watch excerpts from your world. I watch people fall in love, raise families, live happy lives, and sometimes I'm a little jealous." She turned her head to him. "I'll tell you a secret about me." She smiled, and Eli caught a hint of shyness in her smile. "I like watching your world's porn."

"You do?"

"Um-hum. It excites me so. It makes me wonder what it would feel like to have sex with a man."

Eli felt his cock start to rise.

"You've never had... sex?"

"Like I said, there are no men here. I suppose I could be a lesbian, as so many others here are, but, yuck! Witch tongues between my legs doesn't excite me, but a man's on the other hand, it sends shivers down my spine just thinking about it."

Here was Eli's chance. He interlaced his fingers through hers. "Elanor, I've had sex with lots of women. I'd like to think I'm good at it. I'd love to have sex with you."

She stared at him, as if confused. "You mean, you'd willingly have sex with a two-hundred-year-old witch?"

"You're beautiful. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I'd do it in a heartbeat."

CHAPTER TEN

I woke up dazed and coughing, the three of us piled up together on the ground. "What happened?" I asked.

Both Sabrina and Star were coughing, too. Star tried to stand, but lost her balance and fell back down. Sabrina said, "Oh, God, I think I almost died."

"How long were we out?" I asked.

"I'm not sure," Star said. "At least five minutes."

We helped each other stand, held on to one another for support. "Where's the witch?" Sabrina asked.

We started looking around. "There!" I said. The witch had somehow stumbled over two rows of corn, and laid on her back, unmoving. "Stay here," I whispered to them. "I'll go check it out." I snuck up to her on my tip-toes, not making a sound. When I reached where she was, I bent down, and noticed she was barely breathing. "She's out cold. I don't think she'll be waking up anytime soon."

Star pulled the witch's broom from the row of corn where she'd left it and tossed it as far as she could into the cornfield. "Come on, and let's get out of here before she wakes up." She grabbed Sabrina's hand and the two started walking. Star looked back at me. "Come on, Vivian. Let's get out of here."

Star outstretched her hand to me, and I hurried to catch up. I accepted her hand, and she interlaced her fingers through mine. This sparked a sensual pleasure in me, something I had not expected to happen. She squeezed my hand, and I squeezed back. We both glanced at each other at the same time. There was something suggestive in her eyes, her smile, and I wondered if she saw the same in mine. The moment I thought it, I quickly looked away. What was I thinking, I wondered. I didn't like girls that way. Did I?

We walked cautiously in silence, taking in our surroundings and keeping an eye above. We certainly didn't want to attract the attention of witches, now that we knew what they wanted from us.

We rounded a curve in the maze, came around, and stopped dead in their tracks. "What the hell?" Sabrina said.

The path had come to a clearing, and in the middle of it was a house that looked like something that belonged in a cartoon, animated, unportioned and standing at odd angles, painted pink with baby-blue trim, flowerboxes on every window.

We glanced at one another. "What do you think?" Star asked.

A smile slowly formed on Sabrina's lips. "Don't you see? This is where our path in this game has led us... a reward for outsmarting that old witch. Come on, and let's go inside."

Star and Sabrina hurried toward the door, but I looked around cautiously. Something was odd about this. A multi-colored rainbow extended over the house, its arch directly over us, lighting up the night in beautiful colors. The yard was a gardener's oasis, boasting pretty flowers of every species. I took it all in, wondering what it all meant.

Finally, I started toward the door, and my jaw dropped when I opened it. In the center of the room was a large hot tub, bubbling and inviting. Next to the hot tub was a table containing a buffet of different foods, steaming hot. On the floor next to the table sat large ice buckets filled with different beverages.

I heard giggling from the room next door, and went to investigate. Star and Sabrina were bouncing up and down and giggling on a king-size four-poster bed, Sabrina with a lit joint in one hand, a huge strap-on dildo in the other.

"Vivian!" Star exclaimed. "Isn't this all wonderful? You've got to try out this bed. Come on!"

I took off my shoes, stepped to the bed, and sat next to the girls. "What do you guys think all this means?"

Sabrina passed the joint to me. "Who cares? It's all a stupid game, anyway. Like I said, it's probably our reward for outsmarting the witch."

I stared at the joint in her hand. I'd only smoked a few times in the past, but what the hell, I thought. I brought the joint to my lips, took a big hit and inhaled, exhaling a few seconds later, the effects immediate. "Wow," I said, "this is some strong stuff."

Star giggled. "Yes, it is." She looked toward the hot tub. "Come on, guys, let's go and try out the hot tub!"

Sabrina and Star bounced off the bed, their little skimpy nurses' costumes flying off them in every direction, titties bouncing up and down, bald little mounds, not a bit of modesty about them. I stared, perplexed, not knowing what to do, and took another hit off the joint.

"Come on in, Vivian," Star called from the tub. "The water feels so, so good! Bring the joint!"

I approached apprehensively, took another hit off the joint before passing it to Star. "You guys go ahead and enjoy. I think I'm going to look around a bit."

Sabrina said, "Oh, just pull your clothes off and come on in with us. You don't need to be so reserved. We won't bite."

Star smiled and said, "Well, I might." She erupted in a silly giggle. "I'm just kidding, Vivian. Come on in."

Reluctantly, I slowly started to pull off my clothes. The two girls didn't seem to notice me, preoccupied with one another, kissing and smooching. With my panties off, I stepped into the tub on the corner opposite Sabrina and Star. Star sat in Sabrina's lap, the joint between her thumb and forefinger. Sabrina's hands were all over Star, nibbling up and down her neck. Sabrina looked at me, then whispered something in Star's ear. Star giggled, then said to me, "So Vivian, is it true you've never been with a girl before?"

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Eli was on fire with lust as he French-kissed the beautiful witch, lying on top with his arms around her, their pelvises grinding together. Her tongue was unusually long and slender, sliding it in and out of his mouth as though she had the tongue of a serpent.

Eli broke the kiss and stared at his beautiful lover. She had a hunger in her eyes, a need unfulfilled, a fantasy she'd only dreamed about. Slowly, Eli slid down, untied the string bikini like the expert he claimed to be, pulled it off her and dropped it to the ground. He stared at the cutest little clam he'd ever seen, hairless without even a single stubble, little lips closed tightly and guarding entrance.

She bent her knees and spread her thighs as Eli slid his hands under her butt. Slowly, he lowered his head toward her frightened little clam. Her scent was pure and clean, reminding him of waking up on that beautiful spring morning, high atop of that mountain in the wilderness, the scent of wildflowers and honeysuckle filling his nostrils.

Eli planted the slightest little kiss to her clam, and Elanor moaned like it was the most sensual experience in the world. Little kisses, up and down its length, nibbles on each thigh, right below her belly button. When Eli lowered his head to kiss her clam again, he noticed its lips had very slightly parted. He tenderly kissed it again, noticing it parting a little more. He ran his tongue between the little opening, slowly and tenderly, and pretty soon, watched her little clam opened all the way. It was a magical moment indeed, something he was sure he'd never see again. He inserted his tongue inside, tasting of her, sending her into a frenzy of little squeals and moans. She tasted of pure honey straight from the Garden of Eden, sweet and tantalizing, untouched by any man.

Her moans sounded distant, somewhere off the ocean, crashing in with the waves, going back out to sea. Over and over, he dipped his tongue deep into her honeypot, sucking on her clit, flicking it back and forth.

She came with the force of a powerful earthquake, convulsing, screaming, her little clam spewing honey. Eli closed his mouth around the circumference of it, sucking it out of her, dipping his tongue into her as far as he could go, slurping down her release.

For long moments, Eli watched her lying there with her eyes closed and breathing hard, her head lolling side to side, little screams and moans escaping her now and then, like aftershocks from the powerful earthquake that washed over her.

At some point her bikini top had come off, and Eli stared at the most perfect breasts he'd ever seen, nipples thick and hard. He crawled up on her, anxious to taste of them. He looked at her as if asking her permission.

"Do you like surprises?" she whispered seductively.

"Only if they're good," he whispered back.

She smiled. "They're all yours then."

He took her nipple into his mouth, hard and swollen, swirled his tongue all around it, suckling on it like a baby. And when he was least expecting it came the surprise she'd mentioned, and a spray of warm milk coated his mouth, sweet like melted vanilla ice cream.

A hungry moan rose up from deep within his chest, his balls swelled with semen, and his cock became as hard as steel. He sucked on her breast with everything he had, swallowing her sweet milk by the mouthful, both their moans hovering in the air.

When he'd emptied one, he moved to the other in the blink of an eye, squeezing it over and over, sucking on it so hard she yelped every now and then. Mouthful after mouthful he swallowed, and he wanted more.

After he'd finally depleted the supply, he lifted his head up and stared at her. She giggled, wiped the stray drops of milk from his chin with her finger, stuck it in his mouth. "You like?"

"OH. MY. GOD! That was a wonderful surprise! I could do that all night."

She giggled again. "I'm glad you liked it. I didn't know if you would." Her face turned serious. "Eli, there is something I want from you."

"What would that be?"

"I want you to get me pregnant. I want to have a baby, your baby."

CHAPTER TWELVE

Star's question had caught me off guard when she asked me was it true that I'd never been with another girl before, and her question brought back a disturbing memory. When we were younger, my friend, Jenny, had asked me to play doctor with her. At first, I had declined, but after her constant begging, I relented. We both got naked, and after she gave me a thorough examination, she determined I needed an operation. She performed the procedure down there with a shiny object that vibrated, that she'd gotten from her mother's nightstand. At first, it only tickled, but then came the sharp pain, and I felt something within me rupture. I started to cry, but she only laughed. When she finally pulled the object out of me, my eyes went wide as I stared at it, and she laughed harder.

I walked home that day, embarrassed, a wad of toilet paper in my panties, sure I would have to tell my mother and she would have to take me to the doctor because of the botched procedure my friend had performed on me. Too embarrassed to tell her, I told my brother, Eli, instead. He insisted on examining me to check for damages. At first, I said no, because I was so embarrassed. But someone needed to do it, and I wanted to avoid telling Mom about what had happened to me, so I finally let him. He examined me really well, and explained exactly what had happened, and told me not to worry, that everything would be fine.

The next day at school, when recess came, I walked up to Jenny and smacked her hard on the side of the head with a big textbook. She hit the ground, crying like a baby. I got into trouble for my actions. I knew I would.

After my three-day suspension was over, and I went back to school, and four girls who were previously snoots to me now wanted to be my friends. They eventually told me that Jenny had done the same thing to them that she had done to me. We plotted our revenge; an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and then some. And the next Saturday, we executed our plan, flawlessly. We told Jenny that if she told anyone, we'd do it again, and worse next time. She never told. Two weeks later, she changed schools, and we never spoke again.

I put the memory behind me as I stared at Star, my heart skipping a beat, whispers of what lay on the horizon drifting in the air. "It's true," I said. "I've never been with a girl."

Star glanced at Sabrina, her lower lip in a pout. "Aw." She looked back at me. "I bet you've at least kissed a girl?"

I imitated her pout from earlier, and slowly shook my head.

She tilted her head slightly. "Ever... think about kissing a girl?"

I thought about what it would feel like when Star and I did kiss; the softness of her lips, the intimacy of the moment, and perhaps, if we dared, the feeling of my tongue touching hers. "Guilty," I said.

Star looked at Sabrina, and Sabrina nodded at her and winked, and Star made her way over to where I was. We were face to face, and I could feel her warm breath on my mouth.

"Would you like to share a kiss with me?" she asked, in a soft and delicate voice.

I was too nervous to speak. I nodded excitedly, and there was Star's beautiful smile again. She wrapped her arms around my neck, our lips met, soft and sensual just like I'd imagined, awaking a desire in me that I didn't know I wanted.

I craved more. I dared to take it farther. I parted her lips with my tongue, and hers soon found mine. My heart fluttered. I saw butterflies. Time and space no longer existed. Fantasy overpowered reality. I wrapped one arm around Star, and pulled her closer, my other hand landing on the back of her head, our tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths, our breasts pressed together, our hard nipples touching.

Star brought her leg between my thighs, grabbed my butt and pulled me into her. I moaned into her mouth when I felt her sex on mine, the heat from it sending goosebumps down my spine. We started grinding into each other like mad lovers, forgetting our surroundings.

"Um... okay you two, enough," Sabrina said, as she made her way to where we were.

We pulled apart, lust in our eyes as we stared at one another, breathless, unfulfilled and wanting more.

Sabrina looked at Star. "I said a kiss. A simple, quick kiss. Before I knew it, you two had your tongues down each other's throats and were scissoring!"

I felt bad and embarrassed that we had taken it that far. In the moment, I'd forgotten Sabrina even existed.

Star said, "I'm sorry, Sabrina. I got carried away."

Sabrina said, "If you're going to go there, you at least need to share." Then she looked at me. "Isn't that right, Vivian?"

I knew well where this was headed, and a powerful wave of lust and desire came over me. I wanted it more than anything. "I'll gladly share," I said.

Sabrina's lips upturned into a wide grin. She looked at Star. "I like her!"

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Eli wasn't entirely sure he'd heard Elanor correctly. You... want me to get you pregnant?" All around them, Eli felt the presence of others, hundreds of souls lurking in the night, unseen angels watching the glorious moments that were about to unfold, the conception of a new life, the fulfilment of a lost dream.

"Please, Eli. It's something I've wanted for years, and I never thought I'd get this opportunity. Would you give me that gift and put your baby in me?"

"Eli's cock throbbed at the thought. No one had ever asked that of him before. Around him, he heard the whispers of angels, their excitement hovering in the air. Waves crashed on the shore. Her fertile scent filled his nostrils. He pulled off his swimming trunks in a flash, gently lifted her legs, put them on his shoulders, and got into position, noticing her little clam was open as wide as it could, hungry for his seed, glistening with her sweet juices. Eli found her entrance and started to push in.

Elanor's face scrunched up, and she inhaled a deep breath through gritted teeth. She put a hand on Eli's chest. "Oh my, that things huge. Take it easy, and remember it's my first time."

Eli nodded, and slowly started moving in and out of her, gaining a millimeter's depth at a time. Her little clam was so tight, the tightest he'd ever had. When he pushed in past her comfort zone, she cried out in pain.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No, don't stop. It'll be okay. Keep going. Go ahead and do it in one hard push and let me get the pain out of the way."

"You sure?"

"Do it, Eli. Push that whole thing up in me."

All around him, as if they were distant whispers in the wind, the angels chanted, "Do it! Do it! Do it!"

This was a glorious moment indeed, Eli thought. The chance to be a part of this sacred ritual, his duty as a man to do the will of the angels and plant his seed in her fertile womb.

Eli pushed back her legs, pulled his cock out just a little and pushed into her with a force as if he were driving a post-hole digger into the ground, sheathing himself in one push. Her fingernails dug down the length of his spine, her back arched, her eyes went wide, her mouth opening in a silent scream. The voices of angels hovered everywhere, gasping in awe as they witnessed the holy consummation, their tears of joy blessing the two lovers like mists of seawater.

Eli almost lost it right then, his seed ready to burst out of him, but he got control over himself. Before a farmer sows his seed, the soil needs to be tilled to perfection. And Eli started plowing, slow strokes, slow and easy. God, she was tight. He fought to remain in control of himself, the sensation almost unbearable. Her walls contracted around his member, pulling him in, bathing his manhood with her warm excretions. Her eyes were closed, head slightly tilted, lips parted, little moans of pleasure escaping her. Eli felt the perfect moment was very near, and he picked up pace.

Her moans turned into gasps and little screams, the scent of her fertile womb filling his nostrils. She wrapped her legs around his back, pushing up into him as he pushed in, sucking his manhood into her. The shadows angels darted all around, whispers in the wind, gasps, joyous weeping.

Eli felt the moment coming upon him quickly. He'd tilled the soil to perfection. He laid his head beside his lover's, grabbed her by the shoulders, and picked up pace, slapping sounds echoing in the night, angels singing in a foreign tongue. Underneath him, Elanor was going wild, screaming like a wild beast, her head bobbing side-to-side.

Elanor's climax burst out of her with a powerful force, her nails digging down his back, screams and screams, her body convulsing uncontrollably beneath him, her clam contracting around his cock, pulling him into her greatest depts, and there Eli unleashed his seed into her. It seemed to him like it happened in slow motion, burst after burst escaping him with such force and vigor. They screamed their release together, their bodies became one in this most sacred moment, they shared their ecstasy, the greatest elation they'd ever experienced. In the distance, the angels clapped.

When it was over, Eli laid his head on the side of Elanor's, basking in the afterglow of the most wonderful experience he'd ever had. Their chests rose and fell in unison; they breathed as one. Long moments passed.

When Eli found the strength, he lifted his head up. His eyes went wide in surprise. His jaw dropped. His hard cock still inside her went limp, plopping out of her and shrinking into him like a frightened turtle shrinking into his shell.

It had all been a trick. Beautiful Elanor was really an ugly old witch, pocked marks all over her face, a single, crooked tooth, a big nose that looked like a deformed carrot, wiry gray hair. Her perfect tits from earlier looked like big, deflated balloons hanging on either side of her chest. The mocking laughter of angels echoed all around, but Eli realized they weren't angels, they were really old witches.

Eli pushed off of her like his arms were giant springs, tripping when he hit the ground and landing on his butt.

Her voice had changed, and sounded thick and raspy. "Ha-ha-ha! He-he! Trick-or-treat, motherfucker! Remember me? I'm the one you almost hit with that brick last night. Payback's a bitch, ain't it, lover-boy?"

She stood, stepped to her broom, her fat ass looking like someone pounded it with a ball-peen hammer. She put the broom between her legs. "Enjoy your little paradise while you can, ha-ha!" She took off laughing into the night, hundreds of her sister witches following her.

"Fuck!" Eli yelled. His stomach felt nauseated. He could hardly believe she'd pulled such a cruel trick on him. One thing was for certain, he sure regretted throwing that brick at her.

The tiki-torches extinguished simultaneously on their own. The stars disappeared, the night turned pitch-black, and Eli couldn't even see his hand in front of his face. What the hell was going on, he wondered?

Five minutes later, the sun began to rise, and the beautiful scenery from last night changed into horror. The white-sand beach had turned to mud, full of dead fish that stunk to high-heaven. Snakes crawled everywhere, and it looked like he was in a swamp. The little island he was on was so small, he could throw a rock from one end to the other. All the food and drink had vanished, and the beach lounger had turned into an old, filthy mattress.

Eli was in a mess, for sure. He knew this was the end for him. Here, he would die.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Sabrina met my mouth with hunger, and wasted no time parting my lips, her tongue seeking mine. I moaned deep and almost lost it when she passed saliva from her mouth to mine, a love offering, foretelling of things to come. I reciprocated the offering, and Sabrina accepted, her hands landing on my breasts, squeezing, feeling my nipples. They had always been sensitive, and between her playing with them and the erotic kiss we shared, I was rocked with a mini-orgasm, and I moaned my release into her mouth.

Sabrina broke the kiss, pulled my glasses off my head, and tossed them aside before looking back at me. "Just like I thought... so beautiful without those ugly things on your face."

"Yeah, but I can't see without them."

"Oh, I think you can. Besides, you won't need glasses for what we're doing."

"I think we should have a toast to our new friend," Star said, bending over the side of the tub and reaching for the champagne, her butt in the air, lips parting, revealing her luscious pink walls. I watched as Sabrina stuck her head between Star's thighs, lapping at her sex. A thrill like no other passed through me as I watched this erotic act, and I realized that if only for tonight, I would be a lesbian, blessed with two beautiful lovers.

Star popped the top on the champagne, the cork flying across the room, bubbly liquid spewing in the tub. She poured us each a glass. I was having the time of my life, and so glad I'd met these two.

After we'd finished our champagne, Sabrina stared at me, and I knew by the look in her eye that something was up. She shifted her attention to Star. "I think we should take our new friend to the bed and show her how much fun being a lesbian can be."

"I think that's a good Idea," Star said.

Sabrina looked at me. "Vivian, does that sound like fun to you?"

I was so excited that my hands were trembling. I giggled shyly. "Okay..."

We dried ourselves off and moved to the bed. I felt a bit awkward, but I hoped my uneasiness would pass soon. Sabrina reached for the strap-on, her eyes on me as she adjusted it, a naughty smile on her lips. That thing was huge. Star must have noticed my uneasiness about it. She said to Sabrina, "I think Vivian is a little nervous about trying that thing out. Let's start with something a little less intimidating."

Sabrina said, "I suppose you're right." She took the thing off. "Why don't you do to her what you do best, Star?"

Star looked at me, her beautiful smile making my heart flutter. "Lay down," she whispered, "your butt at the end of the bed."

I scooted toward the end of the bed and laid, my knees bent, feet planted on the end of the mattress. I was so nervous, and even more excited. Star grabbed the stool by the hot tub, placed it at the end of the bed and sat. I was fully exposed to her. My skin crawled with goosebumps as I thought about what she was going to do to me.

Sabrina placed a pillow under my head. "You just relax, okay."

"I'll try. I'm a bit nervous, though."

"It might help if you close your eyes. You're going to thoroughly enjoy this. Star's the best."

I closed my eyes, and as soon as I did, Star parted my thighs. I felt her warm breath on my sex, and knew that her lips must have been only an inch away from it. My heart raced in my chest. She teased me like this for a few moments, then I felt her nibble her way up my thigh, so close to my sex that it made me tremble. She teased me by doing the same to my other thigh, and then alternating back and forth, then more warm breaths on my sex. The exhilaration was almost overwhelming. I knew I must have been already wet down there.

I jerked when her tongue landed on my sex, a little gasp escaping me, a giggle from Sabrina. Star put her hands under my bottom, and I moaned as her tongue licked the length of my sex, slowly moving up and down. This was all so naughty, but I was loving it. She moved back down again, but she didn't stop there. Her tongue landed on my butthole, poking and prodding, the wonderful sensation of it causing a long, drawn-out moan to escape me. Now this was naughty. I raised my butt up to give her better access, a sign that I didn't want her to stop.

I felt Sabrina shuffling around, and before I knew it, her butt was in my face. I never thought I'd ever be trying this, but what Star was doing to me felt so good, I thought I'd try it on Sabrina, and without missing a beat, I spread her cheeks and licked at her butthole.

"Oh, Baby. Oh my God! Oh, that feels so good."

Star was at my sex again, her tongue violating me without remorse, and I was on fire. How could she stick that tongue so deep in me, I wondered? Oh, God, she was all over the place, and the sensation was to die for. I decided to try it on Sabrina. I had no experience doing this, so I stuck my tongue up in there and pretended I was French kissing that thing. Sabrina went wild; moaning and screaming, grinding her bottom into my face. I figured I was doing something right, so I kept at it.

Star's tongue went to my pearl, my screams muffled by Sabrina's twat in my face. Star sucked on it, flicked it with her tongue, licked at it. I started to feel the beginnings of a serious climax. But before I let it happen, I thought I'd try what Star was doing on Sabrina. She went wilder than before, vocalizing her satisfaction; grunting, moaning, swearing and screaming, talking dirty to me, telling me I was going to make her cum. She grabbed hold of my nipples and started twisting them. It hurt a bit, but it also turned me on.

Sabrina's screams filled the room as I brought her to orgasm with my tongue, and as I did, something unexpected happened; spurts of warm liquid escaped her and went straight into my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow, and when I did, it awoke a sleeping beast within me, and I knew I was about to erupt into a climax of mass proportion.

Sabrina lifted off of me, but kept teasing my nipples. I caught sight of little Star's head between my thighs, licking at my sex as though it was honey. The sight of that cute girl doing this to me sent my arousal through the roof. My heartbeat accelerated. I started breathing hard, moaning, screams escaping me. I spread my thighs. Star increased the stimulation. Sabrina twisted and tugged at my nipples.

My climax washed over me with a fury, sending my body into convulsions. I screamed out obscenities I didn't know I was capable of. I saw bright lights. For a few moments, I entered heaven.

I came away from it breathless, gasping. I knew this was a moment I'd never forget. Star stared at me, a shy little smile on her face; so beautiful. I made the 'come here' motion to her with my finger. When she started to crawl up to me, I pointed at my face. I'd do my best to pay her back for the pleasure she'd given me, and then some.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

I'd been blessed from birth with a long tongue, able to touch past the tip of my nose with it. As a kid, I'd often demonstrate this at school. I used to like to chew on ice and see how far I could flick a chunk of it with my tongue. All this tongue exercise had also made my tongue super-strong, and I thought maybe I'd finally found a use for it.

Star inhaled a deep breath as I pushed my tongue into her sex, an enchanted moment indeed. I snaked it in and out, tasting of her arousal, finally pushing in my tongue as far as it could go. The way Star moaned and squealed was so cute. She reminded me of a little girl--Ah! Oh! I was going to do everything in my power to please her as she'd pleased me.

I had enjoyed it so when she'd prodded my bum with her tongue that I thought I'd give her the same pleasure, and maybe I could bring her to climax that way while I rubbed her pearl. I spread her cheeks and moved to the bull's eye, and she let out a high-pitched squeal as my tongue made contact. With one hand, I started rubbing her pearl while my tongue prodded at her bum, and she absolutely loved it. Her little squeals and grunts filled the room. She was already starting to breathe hard.

In the moment, a naughty thought came to me. What if I could push my tongue up her bum? I hadn't thought of trying it with Sabrina, but I'd be willing to do it for Star. So, I started pushing, harder and harder, making small progress with each push. Soon, Star got wind of that I was attempting. She reached down and spread her butt cheeks for me, giving me better access, and between her squeals and heavy breaths, encouraging me to push harder, telling me I could do it.

I pushed with all my might. Finally, her bum opened for me, and my tongue was inside her back door. Gaining entry had been the hardest part. Now I was free to move in and out of her. Her high-pitch screaming and trembling body told me her climax was nearing. I rubbed her pearl harder and faster. I stuck my tongue inside her as deep as I could.

Her climax came with a series of high-pitched squeals, followed by a long one. When I thought she was coming down from it, she climaxed again, and this time it came out of her, literally. She'd soaked my whole face, and when she did, I knew I had done good for her.

Star finally collapsed next to me, and I rolled over and kissed her. "That was so hot!" I told her.

I felt someone roll me over, and I had all but forgotten that Sabrina was there. She was wearing the strap-on dildo. I know my eyes must have went wide because she smiled a devious smile at me. She crawled on top of me, spit in her hand and rubbed it on my sex, roughly shoving two fingers in me. She had an angry look in her eyes, and I realized what that was all about.

I felt her push in the head of the monster; felt it stretch me past my comfort zone. Then she laid on top of me, grabbed my shoulders, and shoved it in hard. I let out a painful scream, and I knew she was violating me this way on purpose. I had taken things too far with Star.

Over and over, she pumped the monster into me. This wasn't fun anymore. What she was doing was fucking me to punish me. Star soon came to my rescue. She put a hand on Sabrina's shoulder. "Sabrina, stop. You're being too rough with her."

Sabrina didn't stop. She fucked me harder, fire in her eyes.

"Sabrina! I said stop! Now! Don't you see you're hurting her!"

Sabrina finally stopped and pulled out of me. "Fine," she told Star. "You two can do what you want. I don't want to be a part of it anymore. I'm going back in the hot tub." She stormed off the bed and out the door, the strap-on bouncing side-to-side.

"I'm sorry, Vivian," Star said tenderly as she brushed her hand on my cheek. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I suppose we got Sabrina pissed. I didn't mean to cause trouble between you two."

"Oh, don't worry about her. I'll go and grab us some food. I'll be right back."

I expected to hear the two arguing in the room next door, but fortunately there wasn't any of that. While I was alone, I thought about what might happen next on this perilous adventure.

Was a flock of old witches waiting just outside and planning to ambush us? Would we be invaded by skeletons wielding swords? Would we be chased into the cornfields by creepy ghosts?

Star soon returned with a platter of food for us. She was quiet as we ate, and the look on her face seemed sad.

"Star, what's wrong? Do you need to go and be with Sabrina? It's okay if you do."

She shook her head. "No, it's not that. I was just thinking about something, something I wish I didn't have to do."

"And what would that be?"

"I really don't want to talk about it. I'll try to forget it and worry about it later." She smiled. "It's been a wonderful evening, Vivian. I'll remember it always."

I nodded. "Yeah, me too."

After we'd finished eating, Star said, "Hey, how about if I give you a backrub?"

"You don't have to do that."

"I want to."

"Well, okay." I laid on my stomach and relaxed. I didn't realize how tired I was, and Star's hands felt so soothing as she massaged my sore muscles. I enjoyed her hands on me for about fifteen minutes, and before I knew it, I'd drifted off to sleep.

*****

I woke up some time later, tired and groggy, figuring I'd only slept an hour at the most, loud and uncanny snoring coming from each side of me. I wondered how these girls put up with each other with them snoring the way they did.

I thought that maybe I could get them to roll over to their side and that way they might quit snoring and I could get some rest. I looked to my right and gasped. Lying next to me was an old ugly witch. She had shoulders as wide as an NFL linebacker. Her body was covered in ugly molds, hairs growing out of them. I quickly glanced to my left and gasped even louder, my heart sinking to the pit of my stomach, a dark and disheartening feeling overtaking my mind. Another old witch, breasts all disfigured and worn out, nipples as crusty as stale bread. But what was so sickening about her was that she was wearing the strap-on from last night.

Sabrina and Star, they'd tricked me, and they were really ugly old witches. The nice bed from last night was really an old, filthy mattress. I felt dirty and miserable.

I sprang off the mattress and squealed when a big rat ran between my feet. I hurried to the other room to grab my clothes. The luxurious hot tub was really an old cattle trough, filled with filthy water, algae all over the place. I grabbed up my clothes and sprinted out the door, naked, the distant hoarse laughter of hundreds of witches echoing in the night. The beautiful flowers had turned into weeds and dead vines. The quaint little cottage from last night was in ruins, boards rotted off of it, the porch almost fallen down, sheets of roofing flapping in the breeze.

The thought of what I did last night with those witches made me sick to my stomach, and I bent down and threw up, coughing and gagging. When I had nothing left to throw up, I pulled on my clothes, and started back down the trail from where we'd come. I knew the way out now. It was the way Sabrina and Star had come, those fucking mean witches.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

It had been about two hours since Elanor had departed, and Eli had walked through the mud and the muck, stepping over dead branches and rotting vegetation, the odor of dead fish filling his nostrils, almost making puke. There was no way out of here, he thought. Swimming was out of the question. The place was infested with hungry alligators. Eli didn't even know where he was. For all he knew, he could have been the sole human on a planet in another galaxy.

Eli sat on a rotten log, and rested his face in his hands, wondering what to do. After a while, he raised his head and looked all around, thinking that maybe he'd missed something he should have seen, something to help him get out of here. He soon jumped off the log when he discovered it was covered with big ants crawling all over him and biting him. He brushed as many of them off as he could, stumping his feet to shake the ones off his shoes. Eli felt disheartened, his hopes of getting out of here alive diminishing by the second.

Suddenly, the sun moved across the horizon, and in thirty seconds, his surroundings were pitch-black. He stayed very still, not knowing what to expect, more witches maybe? Giant alligators? Death by poisonous serpents?

Thirty seconds later, the sun moved across the horizon in the opposite direction. Eli's eyes went wide as a new dawn broke. The endless white-sand beach was back. The water was a beautiful shade of blue again, waves slapping at the shore. Everything had been restored to the way it was, and Eli was especially glad to see the ice buckets overflowing with beverages.

Eli grabbed a bottled water from one of the ice buckets to quinch his awful thirst. He downed it in five seconds and grabbed another. What did this mean, he wondered as he stepped up to the beach lounger and sat, staring out across the beautiful waters. Was she coming back for him? She was pretty mad when she left.

Eli saw something approaching from the horizon and headed his way. It was her, Elanor. Eli stood, ready to flee if needed. Maybe he could steal her broom. How hard could it be to fly?

Elanor circled the island once and landed next to Eli, and he took two steps back. She was as beautiful as when she'd taken him here, but he knew it was an illusion. He wasn't falling for that again.

"Elanor, why'd you do what you did? I know I threw a brick at you, but you and your sisters were chasing us on brooms, for God's sake. We didn't know what your intentions were. I had to protect my sister in the moment."

Elanor blew out a breath and shook her head as she planted her broom in the sand. "I know, Eli, and I'm so sorry. It all happened because I have a bad temper. Come and sit with me, and I'll explain everything."

"I don't make it a habit of sitting next to ugly old witches." Eli regretted the words the moment they came out of his mouth. He'd forgotten he was at her mercy, and thought about making a mad dash for her broom and flying out of here before she turned him into a toad or something worse. But a soft smile soon formed on her face, and then she giggled.

"Well, I certainly can't blame you for that, but this is the real me. What you thought you saw before I left was the illusion."

"I don't know if I can trust you."

"Eli, please. If you'll come and sit with me, I'll explain everything. And I'm sure you'll trust me once you hear it. I'll need to take you back to the maze exit later, and I'd like you to leave here with us on good terms and knowing you've forgiven me." She patted the spot beside her again. "Will you give me another chance?"

Wearily, Eli stepped up to her and sat, his eyes never leaving hers.

"Let me start from the beginning. This is not the coven I was born into. Years ago, a terrible war destroyed my home coven. The survivors, probably less than fifty, fled aimlessly in different directions. I, along with my blood sisters, were lucky to come upon this coven, and they took us in."

Eli interrupted her. "So, let me ask a question. Are all your sisters here really beautiful, but give the illusion of being old and ugly just to scare people?"

Elanor giggled. "No, most of them are as old as they look. Except for me and my blood sisters. One day though, we'll get old, as they have, but that'll be many hundreds of years in the future. But anyway, this coven has a ritual. It's called the Halloween Games. Every year on Halloween eve, the witches open a portal to the human world, and depending on how many tributes we can lure, that's how it's decided how many of my sisters can participate. Mother Superior selects the sister participants herself.

"This is the first year I got to participate in the Halloween Games, and I was having fun chasing you two as my illusionary self. But, when you threw that brick at me, you angered me in the moment, and I told my sisters exactly what I was going to do to you, although it was never my intention to leave you here. You see, all the games end in a trick, and this was the trick I came up with. But, as I got to know you, I regretted my decision to play such a cruel trick on you."

"So, why did you, then."

"I had no choice. I'd already signed off on it, and that's what the sisters wanted to see happen. If I wouldn't have went through with it, I would have been punished. I would have been demoted to the lowest in the order.

"I hoped that when I explained this to you, you would understand. Except for the illusion, everything else was real; the bond we shared, the intimacy, the feelings, everything."

Eli stared out across the waters, taking all this in, trying to understand. He felt her hand on his.

"Eli, there's something else. I'm pregnant."

"What? How do you know?"

She smiled, and Eli noticed it was such a happy and sincere smile. "I felt the spark of life in me the moment your seed entered my womb. And Mother Superior even confirmed it. I'm pregnant, Eli, and I'm so happy!"

"I'm glad you're happy about it. But I kind of feel like I'll be abandoning my child."

"Oh, I'm sorry you feel that way. But it's the way things have to be. I'll tell her about you, though. And I'm even going to name her after you."

"You're going to name her... Eli?"

Elanor giggled. "No silly, not Eli, but Elisha."

"That's a pretty name." Suddenly, Eli wondered about Vivian. "What about my sister? How'd she do in the games?"

Elanor giggled shyly. "Well, she ended up in a lesbian menage-a-trois."

Eli's eyes went wide, and his jaw dropped. "You mean, they tricked her into doing it?"

"No, she participated on her own accord, and she really enjoyed herself is what I was told."

Eli looked out across the waters, hardly believing what he'd just heard. "But you said there's always a trick in the games."

"There is. And just like I tricked you, at the end, they tricked her. I don't know what the trick was, though. Hopefully nothing as bad as I did to you."

Eli and Elanor made passionate love once more. They took a long stroll on the beach, hand in hand, watching the waves crash onto the shore. They made love again, and afterward, laid on the beach lounger and held each other for a long time.

Elanor stared at Eli, a sad look about her. "Eli, I need to take you back now. You're probably already late."

"Come home with me, Elanor. We'll raise our child together."

She sniffled back a sob. "I can't. That would be impossible. We'll always have our memories, though."

"Will I ever see you again?"

She giggled. "Would you even want to?"

"Yes, I would. Plus, I'd like to meet our daughter one day."

"I'll tell you what; that yellow brick road will be recreated next Halloween eve. You be there, and I think I can get you in. I'll start working on Mother Superior about it as soon as I take you back!"

"No more tricks?"

"No more tricks. We'll watch the games together. We'll make love again. You'll get to meet your daughter."

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

I had been walking the path for about fifteen minutes, unable to shake the dreadful memories from earlier, no matter how hard I tried. To think that I'd even started to develop feelings for Star, and I'd thought the feelings had been reciprocated. I hated that fucking bitch now, wished I could burn her ugly fat ass on a stake. This would haunt me for the rest of my live. This type of trickery should not be allowed to exist in the universe.

I rounded a curve, and saw light at the end of the path. Thank God, I thought. I hurried along, anxious to get out of this place, this fucking evil place. Fuck these old witches. Damn them for doing this to people.

The cornfield ended at a large clearing. I saw a pond surrounded by benches, freshly mowed lawn, large shade trees. And I was finally out of the dark. In the distance I saw a woman at the pond feeding ducks. She radiated an aura of peace and tranquility, and I recognized her as Yvonna. Remembering now that Yvonna said she'd be there when we'd made it through the maze, I approached her.

"Yvonna."

Yvonna snapped her head around to look at me. "Vivian!" She stood and wrapped her arms around me in an embrace, but I didn't hug her back.

"Congratulations! You've made it through the maze without any problems. I knew you would. I knew you both would. How was your experience?"

"I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it. I just want to get out of here and hopefully regain my sanity."

Yvonna frowned. "Oh my..."

"Where's my brother?"

"Oh, well dear, um, he should be alone any minute now. The mazes are synchronized so that team tributes come out at the same time."

I saw Yvonna put a hand on her forehead to shield from the sun, a bit of a worried look on her face as she stared at the end of the maze looking for Eli. She didn't look as sure of herself as she'd said.

*****

Elanor flew low over the cornfield, so low that Eli's feet brushed cornstalks, and Eli was amazed at just how big this cornfield was. It must have been well over five-hundred acres, he thought. He hugged Elanor tight, knowing he was going to miss her so much.

Elanor circled the exit path that cut through the maze and landed. Eli got to his feet and gained his balance. "You drive that thing like a bat out of hell."

Elanor laughed as she leaned her broom against a tree. "Mother Superior once took my broom for a week because I cut in front of her and caused her to wreck into a tree."

Eli laughed along with her. Then, their faces turned serious as they stared at one another.

Elanor said, "I've had such a good time, Eli, and I'm going to miss you dearly. But you've given me the best gift I could have ever asked for. Thank you."

The two shared a long kiss, and an even longer embrace. Elanor lifted her head and said, "You better get going, Eli. You're already late."

Eli nodded. "Same time next year?"

Elanor smiled. "I'll make it happen. I promise."

Eli started walking down the path toward the light. He'd only taken about twenty steps when he felt compelled to stop and turn around. Eli felt a sadness in his heart when he looked back. She was gone.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Thirty minutes had passed since I came out of the corn maze, and still no sign of Eli. Yvonna tried to look calm, but I could tell she was nervous, and this kind of thing had never happened before. If anything had happened to Eli, I swore that someone was going to pay. I'd kill those fucking witches somehow. I could poison their food supply, or hunt them one by one and make sure they died a painful death. I could burn them all alive when they gathered together.

Just as ideas were flooding my mind, Eli emerged from the maze, and I was never happier to see him. I took off running in his direction. "Eli!" I ran up to him and threw my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist. He spun me around twice.

"Vivian, we made it! How was your journey through the maze?"

"It was God-awful, Eli. I don't want to talk about it, don't even want to think about it. I just want to get out of here."

Eli and I made our way to where Yvonna awaited us, hand-in-hand.

"Eli, I was starting to get a little worried about you. What happened?"

"Well, long story, but everything's okay."

"Okay, well, we'll have a little closing ceremony, and after that's finished," she pointed out a path through the woods, you'll walk down that path until you come to the portal. You'll recognize it when you get to it. You can't miss it. And whatever you do, once you cross through it, don't try to go back into the portal, because you'll be forever lost in the abyss."

"Oh, don't worry," I said. "I don't care if that portal leads to fucking hell, I'd never try to cross back into this place." Eli's jaw dropped when I said what I did, but Yvonna only glanced at me and continued.

"Beyond the portal is a nice cottage where you'll find fresh food and drink, a nice, warm bath, and sleeping accommodations. When you wake up, you'll be back to your old lives as if nothing happened, and no one will have noticed you were even gone. But your memories of being here will stay with you for a lifetime.

"I fucking hope not," I said. Eli stared at me, wide eyed, surprised at the profanity sliding off my tongue.

"Okay," Yvonna started, "First I want to thank you two for being tributes in the twenty-twenty-six Halloween games."

I didn't miss an opportunity for sarcasm. "Pfft!" I spoke.

Again, Yvonna glanced at me but continued. "And because of your good sportsmanship and willingness to participate, I have for each of you an official twenty-twenty-six eighteen carat gold Halloween Games diamond ring." She took two boxes from her pocket and handed one to each of us.

I refused mine. "I don't want it. I don't want anything to remind me of this place."

"Perhaps in the future, you will."

"Trust me, I won't."

"Eli," Yvonna said, "Will you take this for her and keep it safe. I'm sure one day she'll appreciate it."

Eli accepted my ring, but I grabbed it from him. "Give it to me." I threw the ring in the middle of the pond. "That's what I think of your fucking ring!" I turned to Eli. He stared at me quizzically, the look on his face like wondering who I was and what had happened to his shy little sister. "Come on Eli. Let's get the fuck out of this place."

We walked up the path in silence, Eli not daring to say a word to me, but glancing at me now and then, probably still wondering if it was really me that he was walking with, or maybe thinking it was a trick and I was really an ugly old witch. I didn't know how Eli's journey had gone. Maybe I'd ask him later, but I sure hoped it was better than mine.

We reached the portal, a swirling fog with flashes of lightning arcing through it. Had we not known what it was, it would have been an eerie sight indeed. I took Eli's hand in mine, smiled at him, and asked, "Ready?"

He nodded. "Let's do it."

The portal was only about twenty-five feet long. The day had turned to dusk after we crossed, the sun low on the western horizon. We were somewhere on the countryside, large trees of different species sparsely scattered about. Up ahead, we saw the little cottage. "I'm going to bathe for an hour," I said, "and then I'm going to eat like a pig, and then I just want to fall asleep."

Eli agreed. We headed for the cottage. Halfway there, I heard someone call my name behind us, and we both turned to look. The voice sounded familiar, but yet, there was no one there. And then the fog from the portal parted, and she ran out of it.

CHPATER NINETEEN

Eli's eyes went wide as the beautiful young woman ran out of the portal. Short and petite, lovely blonde hair, dressed in a nurses' Halloween costume, she was a beauty indeed.

Eli looked over at Vivian, and realized he'd never seen an angrier look on her then he did right now. She had rage written all across her face, and for a brief millisecond, Eli could have sworn he saw her breath come out in fumes.

As the young woman approached closer, Vivian grabbed a branch from the ground the size of a baseball bat, and Eli knew Vivian meant business.

"Stay back witch, or I'll crack your fucking skull!"

Holy shit! Eli thought the corn maze had completely changed his sister's personality. She cussed worse than a sailor now.

The young woman came to a halt, fear in her eyes. She raised her palms in submission. "Vivian, please, there is something I have to tell you before you leave."

"There is not a fucking word you have to say that I want to hear! Now turn around and march your witch ass back from where you came."

"But... I can't. I'll be forever lost in the abyss if I do. Vivian, please, I've taken great risks coming to you like this. Yvonna told me how furious you were, and even helped sneak me through the portal. I wanted you to know the truth about what happened."

Eli noticed Vivian breathing hard with rage. She drew back the club and took a step forward, started to yell out something. But, remembering his conversation with Elanor when she'd come back for him, Eli grabbed Vivian's arm. "Vivian, I think you should listen to what she has to say. Really, I do. I know some things you don't."

Eli saw fire in Vivian's eyes as she stared at him, and for a moment, he thought she might slap him. But she soon returned her attention to the young woman, giving her the stare of death again. "You got two minutes."

The young woman started explaining things that Elanor had explained to Eli, and Eli learned that she was one of Elanor's blood sisters. Vivian eventually dropped the club, and her face softened.

Vivian asked, confused, "So, I'm looking at the real you?"

The young woman smiled for the first time. "Yes! The whole evening that we shared was real. Sabrina was real. The feelings I felt for you were real. I'm sorry we had to trick you. Mother Superior made us do it, saying the sisters would enjoy it. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."

Eli watched the two girls hug in a tight embrace, both with tears in their eyes. Vivian said, "Thank you for coming to tell me this, Star. I feel so much better knowing this, and I forgive you."

Vivian introduced Eli, and when Star smiled and said hello, Eli thought it was the cutest smile he'd ever seen.

"Thank you, Vivian," Star said, "I've had a lovely time with you, and I'll remember our evening forever."

The two girls stared at one another, warm smiles on their faces, the thought of his sister being intimate with this beauty causing Eli's cock to throb.

Vivian said, "It was one of the best evenings of my life. Except for when I woke up." They both laughed, and Vivian asked, "Do you have to go back now?"

"Well, as I said, I can't go back through the portal. But Yvonna told me that when I woke up tomorrow morning, I'd be home. I guess I'll sleep out here this evening."

"Nonsense," Vivian said. "You'll sleep with us in the cottage." Vivian grabbed Star's hand, and the two started walking together. When they reached where Eli stood, Star extended her hand, and said, "Come on, Eli."

CHAPTER TWENTY

I was elated as the three of us walked hand-in-hand towards the cottage. Knowing that Star and Sabrina weren't really ugly old witches was such a relief to me. I was happy about things now, and once again happy I'd gotten to be a part of the Halloween games.

I'd seen the way Eli looked at Star, saw the way she smiled at him, reached for his hand as she had mine in the corn maze, and I decided to give Eli and Star the opportunity to fool around tonight if they wanted. I was too tired for sex. I just wanted to bathe, eat, and go to bed.

The cottage turned out to be a log cabin, nestled in the countryside, a brook flowing nearby. It had a beautiful front porch, big cedar logs supporting it, and even a swing hanging from the rafters. We took it all in for a moment, all of us hungry and tired.

Eli looked at me, and said, "Where are your glasses?"

I touched my face, and sure enough, I wasn't wearing them. In fact, I could see perfectly without them. Remembering where I'd left them, and what Sabrina had said to me when she pulled them off my head and tossed them aside, I looked at Star.

As if reading my mind, she giggled, and said, "Yes, that was a gift from Sabrina."

I smiled and nodded, forgiving Sabrina of any injustices she'd done to me.

Eli turned the antique knob on the door, and it opened into a big room, hardwood floors, a cozy oversized tub in the center, a large fireplace with a fire already burning. Opposite the wall where the fireplace was sat a table with a buffet of streaming hot food, chilled beverages in ice buckets on the floor next to it. On the far wall was a king-sized four-poster bed, the covers already turned down for the evening. We all grabbed a plate and dove into the food, each of us almost starving.

After we'd eaten, Star said that she was ready to bathe, pulled off her clothes without thinking twice, and stepped in. I glanced at Eli and smiled, saw his eyes almost bulging out their sockets. I whispered to him, "She's yours tonight." I'd never seen such an anxious smile on his face as when I'd told him that. And I was happy I could give him this for all he'd done for me in the past.

I followed Star's lead and pulled off my clothes before stepping into the bath. Star and I played around for a bit. We shared intimate kisses, hugged one another, and talked about the games. We'd gotten so preoccupied with each other that I'd almost forgotten Eli was there until Star glanced at him. I whispered in her ear, "He's really into you. And whatever happens between you two is fine." And there was that smile that I fell in love with, the smile that defined her, and could melt your heart.

Star turned to Eli and made the 'come here' motion with her index finger. "You're not too shy to bathe with two girls, are you Eli?"

Eli sprang off his chair like he'd seen a snake under it, and his clothes went flying across the room. Star and I giggled as his member sprang free from his underwear, hard and stiff.

Eli saw us giggling at him and he looked down before looking back up at us. "Well, what'd you girls expect? Two hot babes in a tub will do that to a guy." Eli climbed in and sat on the side opposite us, stretched out and closed his eyes, pretending to enjoy the water.

Unexplainably, the lighting dimmed on its own, and from seemingly everywhere, a love song started to play. It was a beautiful song, the lyrics about new love, hunger and lust for one another, unfulfilled desires.

From across the tub, Eli and Star stared at one another like nothing else except the two of them existed, and I could actually feel the breaths of energy radiating between them. I felt their hunger, their lust, their needs to be satisfied by one another.

Star stood on knees and toes, slowly making her way to Eli, their eyes never leaving one another's. This was phenomenal, something I'd never experienced before, something I probably never would again. I wanted to see the looks on their faces when it happened, the fire in their eyes, their lustful moans. I wasn't going to miss this for the world.

I moved next to Eli in a flash, taking my seat before any action happened. The air in the room changed, the scent of their arousal hovering above us like a thick fog. It sent shivers down my spine.

Star straddled Eli, caressing his cheeks with her hands, feeling of his emotions, his lust and desire for her. The music continued, the female artist singing about needing his love, craving his touch, hungering for their first intimate moment. Star slowly lowered her head to meet Eli's lips, and when it happened, I felt the moment explode in a burst of the most beautiful energy I'd ever felt.

Their little pecks soon turned into a heated French kiss, slow and passionate, their tongues dancing together like new lovers, little moans of passion escaping Star. Slowly, she started grinding into Eli, her arms wrapped around his neck, their mouths never separating. It was then that I realized Star had most likely never been with a man before, as there were no men where she was from, and she would need my help with this most intimate moment. I reached between Star's thighs, parted her lips, guided Eli's manhood to her entrance. The moment it started to make entry, Star broke the kiss, her mouth opened wide, forming an O. Slowly, she started to move up and down on him, taking him in gently as she adjusted to him, little grimaces of pain, little moans of pleasure. Eli stared at Star, dumbfounded, like a teenage boy having his first sexual experience, the memories of the dozens of women he'd already been with forgotten.

Star leaned forward slightly as she wrapped her arms around Eli's back, her breasts in his face. And when that happened, it didn't take Eli long to remember what to do. He grabbed her left breast, sucked in her nipple, enticing a deep and hungry moan from Star. I watched her spread her thighs more, and throw her head back as she slowly impaled herself, grimacing as she took him in, a slight yelp of pain escaping her. A deep moan escaped Eli's throat when she sheathed his manhood.

Ever so slowly, Star started to move up and down on him, her eyes squint shut, her head thrown back, bobbing side-to-side, her mouth wide open, oohs and aahs escaping her. I felt their hunger, their lust, their need for one another, the beautiful energy radiating between them. It was only then that I realized I had my fingers in my sex.

Star's nipple fell away from Eli's mouth. His face scrunched up as he threw his head back, calling to God for help. I knew he was close. I wanted our release to come in unity. I snaked my free hand between Star's thighs, found her pearl, hard and swollen, and started rubbing circles around it. She threw her head back, let out a long and drawn out 'ahh' as she picked up pace.

I started rubbing her pearl faster and faster, my fingers working madly in and out of me. Water splashed out of the tub in buckets as Star slammed down onto Eli, their energies flowing through me like electric current.

We screamed out our climaxes together, we called out to God, we yelled out obscenities. And when it was over, we held one another, our bodies still trembling.

After they had regained their breaths, Star and Eli got out of the tub, dried themselves off, and headed to bed. I stayed in the tub for a while longer, recalling the magical times I had with Star these last few days, knowing that tomorrow, she'd only be a memory.

I got out of the tub and dried myself off, stepped to the bed and found Eli hugging Star from behind, fast asleep, a smile on his face. I'd never seen him look so peaceful. Star sleepily opened her eyes to look at me, scooted back against Eli, and pointed to the spot in front of her. I crawled in. She wrapped her arms around me, cupped my breasts, and worked her thigh between mine. She kissed my neck before giving me a playful nibble where she'd kissed, and she whispered a 'thank you' in my ear. I put a hand over hers, thought about telling her goodbye, but I didn't want her to hear my voice crack when I did. I wiped a tear from my eye as I thought about waking up without her tomorrow.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Eli had been in and out of slumber, the memories of things that had happened recently keeping him from falling into a deep sleep. He felt his hard cock pressed against Star's butt cheeks, and reached around her and cupped her breast. It was then he realized that it wasn't Star he was hugging, but Vivian. At some point, they must have changed positions.

He squeezed at Vivian's little breast, the thought of sexual intimacy with his own sister again turning his cock to steel. He started softly grinding into her, gauging her reactions. She grunted and shifted her head.

Eli thought it to be a sign of rejection. But when she lifted her thigh, he knew he had her permission. He found her entrance, already slick and hot, positioned himself, and started to push in. She moaned into her pillow, clawed at the sheets when he bottomed out in her. He cupped her little breast, squeezing as he slowly pumped into her. He felt her starting to push back into him as he pushed in, and the two found a rhythm, slow and easy. The two continued this incestuous copulation for about fifteen minutes. He felt she was close to release; he'd been holding his back.

She screamed her release into her pillow, pumping back into him, her womanhood squeezing his cock with each of her moans, sucking his seed out of him, sending him into the highest dimensions of heaven.

The two started to doze into a peaceful sleep, Eli's cock still inside Vivian, sheathed nice and warm. It was then Eli heard the knock.

"Eli, you in there?"

*****

I heard the knock on the door, and then, someone called out Eli's name. I opened my eyes, dazed and confused. It was daylight. I was in Eli's room at dad's house. In his bed. Eli's hand was cupping my breast. Star was gone.

The door opened, and Dad stepped in. I was mortified. I grabbed for covers, but they had fallen to the floor. I scooted back, and realized Eli's manhood was inside me. I thought it had been a dream! I gasped out loud, and in the moment, I wished I was dead. This absolutely was terrible. Dad would skin us alive! I covered my breasts with my hands. It was all I could do at the moment.

"Oh... sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt anything."

I could not BELIEVE I heard Dad correctly. Didn't mean to interrupt anything? What? I would have expected him to take off his belt and take wild swings at us, beat us with the broom, throw holy water at us. Instead, he was sorry he interrupted?

Dad continued. "I know we all got in late last night, and you guys got in even later than we did. I saw your car outside when I came down this morning, and I just wanted to tell you guys that breakfast is almost ready. So, get dressed when you're... um... done and come on downstairs. I want you to meet my girlfriend."

Dad started walking toward the bed. What the hell was he doing, I wondered. I felt Eli hug me tightly, as if protecting me. I scooted back into him as far as I could, reminding me once again that his manhood was still inside me.

Dad stopped directly in front of us and looked toward the opposite corner of the Bed. With a big smile on his face, he said, "Star, I saw you duck under the bed when I opened the door. Don't be shy. You come down to breakfast, too, okay?"

What? Star? Under the bed? I stared at Dad. I snapped my head around and looked at Eli. And from under the bed came Star's nervous voice. "O... kay..."

"Well," Dad said as he stared me in the eye, "don't be too long now." He turned around and walked out, shutting the door behind him.

I heard clattering under the bed, and Star crawled out. Like us, she was naked. "Star!" I immediately went up to her and hugged her. "Star, how in the world are you here?"

"I'm not sure. I heard someone knock, opened my eyes, saw I was in a strange place, and dove under the bed. I don't know how this happened. Yvonna assured me yesterday that when I woke up this morning, I'd be home."

I hugged her again. "Oh, Star, I don't know how it happened either, but... wait... so, Yvonna told you that when you woke up this morning, you'd be home?"

"Um-hum."

"You think she meant... here?"

I watched her lips slowly upturn into that beautiful, happy smile of hers, and then she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me again.

Eli said, "Look, Star, I'm glad you're here, too." He looked at me. "But something's wrong here, very, very wrong. Our father just caught us in bed together, and he played it off like it was the most normal thing in the world?"

"I know... I would have thought he'd blown his top, went through the roof!"

Eli slowly shook his head. "He would normally have done more than just that. He would have hauled us up before the Pope himself, and made us confess our sins before him. Something happened when we went through that portal. It's like we came back to a different plane of reality. Or maybe, we're still lost in Halloween."

"He even knew my name...," Star said.

"Guys," I said, "this is all so weird it gives me goosebumps. But I suppose if we want answers, we'll have to go downstairs and face Dad. I looked at Star. "Come with me, Star. Let's see if I can find some clothes in my room to fit you."

If Eli's car was outside, then that meant our suitcases must be in it, and I knew I had only left minimal clothes in my room since moving out. I opened my underwear drawer. I glanced at Star's big breasts, knowing out of the two bras in there, neither would fit her. I handed her a pair of panties. I'd left a dress that had always been a bit too big on me in the closet. It fit Star almost perfect, except for being a bit tight on her boobs.

We got dressed. When we came out of my room, and Eli was waiting for us by his door. We tip-toed to the stairs and crept down, not knowing what to expect. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, I saw Dad in the kitchen helping a woman at the stove. Their backs were turned towards us. I looked around, then whispered to Eli, "Everything looks normal. This is so weird."

Eli whispered back, "Let's go and meet his girlfriend, I guess. Maybe we'll get answers at breakfast."

The three of us approached Dad and the woman, and Eli cleared his throat. Dad turned around.

"Oh, there you guys are, just in time for breakfast. I'd like to introduce you to my girlfriend."

The woman turned around. The three of us gasped. Eli, Star, and I stared at one another, wide-eyed, mouths hanging open. The mystery only deepened. The woman was... Yvonna. Dad chuckled as he took a sip of his herbal tea.

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