A Very Lusty Halloween

A Very Lusty Halloween

Allison loved Halloween. It had been her favorite holiday as far back as she could remember. While most children favored Christmas and toys Allison had always preferred Halloween. It wasn't so much about walking around getting candy as it was about dressing up. Allison loved choosing a costume every year and the opportunity to be somebody else for a night. Even as an adult this hadn't changed. Every year Allison would spend hours painstakingly picking out the perfect costume and going out somewhere with her girlfriends. Usually to a party somewhere. Sometimes Allison would even make up a name and an entire new identity when meeting someone new on Halloween just for laughs. She wasn't sure why she enjoyed it so much, but she did.

But this Halloween was going to be different, and Allison was honestly a little nervous. She'd hardly been able to believe her ears when her friend Blair had shared her plans with the group. Allison's core group of friends were Blair, Natalie, and Jackie. They had met in college and collectively stayed in the area after graduation. And since none of them were married yet, they tended to spend most holidays together. Usually, for Halloween they would dress up and attend a party at a club or bar. It was always a fun time, but this year Blair had apparently made other plans. She wore a mischievous grin on her face as she described the event that she had already purchased everyone's tickets for. Allison looked at Natalie and Jackie and was a bit relieved to see that they wore expressions of shocked disbelief that Allison felt must match her own.

When nobody responded to her news, Blair just smiled bigger. "Oh come on you guys. Aren't you all just a little bit curious and excited about this idea?"

It was Allison who first found her voice. "Blair, let me see if I have this correct. You bought us tickets to a haunted sex house for Halloween?"

Blair nodded enthusiastically, her eyes shining with excitement. "That's right. You guys remember that museum downtown that closed several months ago?" When the three girls all nodded, Blair continued. "Ok, well it's been rented out for Halloween and here's what they've advertised. On Halloween night only, it's going to be decorated like a haunted house. And in the rooms where they once held museum exhibits, instead will be used to play out Halloween themed sex scenes that visitors can watch. From what I read, almost all of them will be sex with hands and mouths only until the final scene at the end. That one will be played out on a large stage and will be full on penetration sex for the audience to watch."

The girls continued to stare blankly, and Blair continued to radiate excitement. "Oh! And visitors are encouraged to dress up in costumes as well. All in the spirit of Halloween you know!"

Allison tried to get her thoughts together. Although the four of them had been friends for several years now, they had never done anything like this before. But then again, Allison had never heard of anything like this before. She wasn't sure what to think of it. It wasn't that she was a prude, but Allison had always kept sex behind closed doors. She'd never seen anyone going at it in front of her. Between the four of them, Blair was certainly the most sexually adventurous. At least, she was the most vocal about it. She couldn't really speak for what Natalie and Jackie did when they had a partner because they didn't talk about their sex lives openly the way Blair would.

Natalie suddenly spoke up. "Well, that certainly sounds interesting. I can certainly say I've never heard of anything like this before. But, watching people have sex? I don't know. It feels kind of dirty. And aren't you afraid you'd miss going to a party? I know I look forward to the Halloween parties every year."

Allison and Jackie both nodded. Blair just rolled her eyes. "But that's just it. We do the same thing every year. This is a chance to change things up a bit. Experience something new. Who knows if this will ever come back again." She sighed, realizing no one seemed as excited about this as she was. "Look, I really want to go to this. I feel like my life has become too routine lately. And maybe it was hasty on my part to go ahead and buy tickets for all of us, but I really thought this could be fun. So I'll tell you what. If you guys agree to go with me and we don't have a good time, then the next weekend we are all free I'll take us all out clubbing on me. How does that sound?"

Allison looked at Natalie and Jackie. They all wore similar expressions of resignation. They all loved Blair and didn't want to disappoint her. And Allison figured, why not? Worst case scenario, she didn't have a good time. One sucky Halloween wouldn't kill her. Especially if it made a friend happy.

The three girls each nodded and Allison smiled. "Alright Blair. I guess the haunted sex house is a go."

On the evening of Halloween Allison stood in front of her bedroom mirror taking in her appearance one last time before leaving. She was glad that despite the change in plans she still got to dress in a costume. This year she had selected a beautiful 16th-century style gown. The silver satin was gorgeous and complimented her fair complexion. It laced down the front, which was important to her since she didn't have anyone to help her dress and had cost quite a bit of money, but to Allison it was worth it. The gown was cut far lower than what was historically accurate, just covering her nipples, but it was Halloween and Allison liked feeling sexy. The gown also hiked her cleavage up considerably and she was very pleased with her appearance.

She'd curled her hair and left most of it down. She only pulled back what would normally fall into her face and pinned it with a silver clip in the back. Her brown hair was so dark it was often mistaken for black. Since it was Halloween, she also put on blood-red lipstick. Her brown eyes were alight with excitement. This might not be how she'd planned to spend Halloween, but she couldn't deny that there was something exciting about it. The more she'd thought about it the more she'd begun to look forward to the evening. And in any case, she looked fantastic if she did say so herself.

Jackie was driving everyone and Allison headed out as soon as they arrived. Allison lived closest to the old museum, so she was the last to be picked up. She climbed into the backseat with Natalie who was dressed as a butterfly. In the dark car she couldn't tell what costumes Blair and Jackie had picked. But when they parked at the old museum and climbed out, she saw that Jackie was a sexy pirate and Blair had gone all out as Catwoman. The skintight costume left nothing to the imagination, but Blair could definitely pull it off.

Now that they were here, Allison was beginning to feel nervous again. She wasn't sure why. She'd been to the theatre plenty of times and had even been a member of the drama club in high school. This would be similar to going to the theatre. Except the actors would be naked and experiencing orgasms. Good for them. Allison shook her head and followed her friends to the door. There were a lot of people, and she worried about being able to see everything. Fortunately this issue was addressed at the ticket booth. Since the building was so large they had divided everyone into different groups and those groups traveled together. The museum was sectioned off, and the different groups saw similar scenes played out in their own section. Finally at the end of the evening when each of the smaller scenes had finished playing out for each group, they would all come together in the auditorium for the final performance.

It seemed simple enough so, taking a deep breath Allison walked through the doors and followed her group to the left. Once inside they were led to a sitting area where she anxiously waited for everyone else assigned to their group to arrive. Finally an employee came out, did a quick headcount and told everyone to follow her. Arriving at a set of double doors she explained that the evening was about to begin and although it was going to be dark there would be lighted arrows on the floor showing the way. They were to stop at each scene and watch until it was over before moving on to the next one. After they all nodded their understanding, the woman opened the doors and ushered them inside before closing them again.

Allison moved carefully through the building, which was very dark, but insanely well decorated. They had made the museum look exactly like an old, deserted mansion. Wooden furniture had been placed to look like a Victorian parlor, and fake cobwebs filled the corners and ceiling. Some candles had been lit, and the floor had an old, what looked to be burgundy, rug on the floor where they walked. There was a suit of armor against the wall and it gave Allison the creeps.

Suddenly to the right a bright light came on. Allison looked to see that it was illuminating a scene behind glass. It was beautiful, made to look like a woodland from a fairytale. The ground looked like real grass and flowers bloomed in the corners. There was a small flowering tree in the back and a blanket splayed out in the middle. On the blanket was a small assortment of food. Then two women entered the scene hand in hand. The first had long red hair with green eyes and a dress of the same color. The second had long blonde hair with blue eyes and also wore a dress that matched her eye color. Maybe dresses was too strong to describe what they wore. Basically, material draped around their waists and hung just to their knees. A thin strip came up from the waist, between their breasts and then down their back where it connected at the skirt. And the green and blue material was completely sheer, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. Allison supposed they were supposed to be elves, or wood nymphs perhaps? She wasn't certain. But she didn't ponder what they were supposed to be much after their performance began.

The two women kissed each other sweetly and moved their bodies ever so slightly so that their exposed nipples would brush up against the others as they embraced. When their kiss ended, they smiled tenderly at one another before sitting down on the blanket. Allison watched, utterly intrigued when the redhead grabbed a handful of grapes and began to feed them one by one to the blonde. After eating about five grapes, the blonde kissed the palm of the redhead's hand before putting it on her cheek and looking at her lovingly for a moment. Then the blonde picked up what looked to be a small pie with whipped topping and dipped her finger into it. She held it out to the redhead who licked it off her finger eagerly. The blonde did the same again and this time the redhead put her entire finger in her mouth, sucking it sensuously.

The redhead then surprised Allison by dipping her own fingers into the whipped cream and smearing it on the blondes' nipple. Then she leaned down and sucked the nipple into her mouth. The blonde moaned in pleasure as the redhead toyed with her breasts. The blonde's head rolled back, and she moved her hand to gently stroke the redhead's hair. After about a minute the redhead released the blonde's nipple and sat back up for a moment. She looked into the blonde's eyes and smiled before gently pushing her to lie down on her back. Then she pushed the thin blue material that covered but did not hide the blonde's womanhood from the world up to her waist before doing the same with her own green garment.

The redhead and the blonde's chests were both heaving, their desire for one another evident. The redhead lowered her body onto the blonde's, straddling her right leg. The redheads' right leg was bent just slightly allowing her to put pressure on the blonde's clit while her own pressed onto the blonde's leg. First, they simply kissed, deeply. Their tongues doing an obvious dance in one another's mouths. Then the redhead began to move. She gyrated on top of the blonde rubbing her pussy against her leg while the blonde moved her hips to rub her clit against the redhead. As time passed they moved more and more quickly. Although no words were spoken between them their breathing got heavier and they both began to pant and moan.

The two women's breasts were pressed against each other in a scene so captivating it seemed the rest of the world stood still. Allison didn't think she'd heard a sound from her group since the scene had started. The women continued to kiss and hold one another until the blonde slowly ran her hands down the redheads back until she reached her round ass. The blonde squeezed her ass and began assisting her movements, pulling her even harder onto her. The redhead moaned and sped up her movements grinding on top of the blond and rubbing her entire body onto her.

They broke their kiss suddenly and locked eyes just before they both cried out simultaneously. Their bodies shook and quivered even as they remained locked in their embrace. The blonde was squeezing the redheads' ass and Allison couldn't help but think that she would leave scratches. Still they continued to groan and whimper as the final after shocks of their orgasms coursed through their bodies. When it seemed they were done the redhead kissed the blonde before rolling off her and onto her back. The blonde rolled to her side and laid her head onto her partner's shoulder. They wrapped their arms around one another in a sweet embrace just as the lights went out and the scene ended.

No one seemed to know what to do next. Even though this is what everyone had come here for it still felt weird that they had all stood there and watched a couple have sex right in front of them. The group just stood there for several seconds until Blair pushed through the crowd and started following the arrows again. Once she started walking, everyone else followed. No one was talking. Still in shock Allison imagined. She certainly was. Girl on girl wasn't really her thing. But even she couldn't deny that the scene had made her nipples hard and had her feeling pleasant at least. She looked at her friends. Blair was smiling from ear to ear, clearly happy with herself and her decision to come here. Natalie looked a little uncomfortable. She had always been the shyest and most reserved of their group so Allison wasn't surprised that this kind of thing would be embarrassing for her. She just hoped it didn't prove to be too much. Jackie was red and flushed all over her body. Something about that scene certainly had an effect on her.

After less than a minute they were at their next scene. This one wasn't behind glass but was set up in the room itself. There was rope around it to keep the guests out and the scene area was completely dark. Once everyone in the group was in the room and had found a place to stand the lights suddenly came on and the scene began. Allison recognized it at once. It was a recreation of Frankenstein's lab. The actor playing the monster looked pretty much as he did in the old movie. He was a tall, broad man who lumbered about. In the middle of the room was a gurney with a woman lying on it. She was obviously supposed to be the bride of Frankenstein. She had the same tall and poofy hair from the movie. Like Allison she wore blood red lipstick. But unlike in the movie where she wore a long, white gown, the bride in this scene was completely naked.

She lay on the gurney looking at the monster in utter horror. He walked over to a table and picked up an instrument. Allison immediately recognized it and could feel tingles on her body. The monster held a violet wand. Allison owned one herself and it was one of her favorite toys. She loved the feel of the electrical current when she would use it on her nipples and her clit. The stimulation wasn't enough to make her cum, but it sure got her hot and horny.

As she watched, the monster approached the gurney. He leaned over and attempted to kiss the woman, but she quickly turned her head away from him. The monster bellowed in frustration. "So you reject me again. Fine. Then I will try something else. Since electricity gave you life maybe it will also give you desire."

The monster slowly lowered the wand to his bride, first at her shoulder then slowly bringing it down her arm. Allision could see the electric current as it moved towards her hand. Then the monster brought it to her belly, circling it around her navel. The bride moaned as though in fear, and Allison wished it was her lying on the gurney. She knew how stimulating the toy felt. When the monster brought the wand to his bride's nipple causing her to gasp in pleasure Allison could feel her own nipples getting hard. This scene was certainly more to her taste and desires than the first one. She also appreciated that it had a more traditional Halloween feel to it.

The monster continued to manipulate his bride's nipples with the violet wand, switching back and forth between the two before it became too overwhelming. His bride's cries, first from fear and disgust, were now obviously from longing and desire. Eventually he moved the wand away from her nipples. He looked down at his bride and observed her heavy breathing and flushed body. She stared up at him as though trying to come to terms with her own feelings and yearnings. The monster bent his head to take a nipple in his mouth and was met with zero resistance. Instead his bride arched her chest up to meet his lips.

Allison could see the monster's tongue circling her nipple, teasing the tip of it before gently sucking. Then he repeated the motion with the other nipple. "You are becoming docile my dear," he spoke in his deep and gruff voice. "Perhaps now I do not disgust you as much as I used to?" His bride did not answer. Instead she simply continued to whimper and thrust her chest towards him. But the monster did not take her nipple again. He moved towards her face and once again tried to place a kiss on her lips. But just like before, his bride turned her head away from him.

"No," she said. "No, I shall never want you. You repulse me!"

Instead of getting angry again, the monster just laughed. "We shall see, Wife. We shall see. You were created for me, after all. I believe I will find a way into your bed." With that he turned the violet wand back on and resumed teasing her nipples, causing her to moan. Once the monster knew he had her feeling good again he dragged the wand away from her breast and moved it down her stomach. When he reached her pussy, his bride hesitated for only a moment. She looked at him then at the wand and slowly parted her legs.

Once she was spread wide in front of him the monster smiled. Then, very slowly to ensure she felt no pain or discomfort, the monster placed the wand just above her clit. The electric current couldn't really be seen from the audience, but Allison knew what was happening. And when the woman on the gurney squealed in pleasure, Allison could feel herself getting wet. She knew that feeling well and she desperately wanted the violet wand to be used on her right now. Her nipples were so hard it was almost painful having them bound inside her costume. The dress was so low, she was tempted to pull them out the top of the gown. And damnit if she weren't in a room full of people that's exactly what she would do.

The monster continued to torment his bride with the wand, running it around and above her clit. The bride was beginning to squirm and grunt. Sweat was breaking out over her skin. Finally, she grabbed the monster's hand and stopped his movements with the wand. The monster looked at her for a moment then cautiously moved to kiss her yet again. This time she accepted him eagerly, even grabbing his head and pulling him to her. They kissed quite passionately and when the monster lifted his head he stroked her check affectionately. "Please, husband. Please I can't take it anymore. It's too much. Take me to your bed. I'm begging you!"

The monster chuckled. "Your wish is my command." Then he scooped her up in his arms and carried her off and away from Allison and the rest of the audience. The lights over the performance area turned off and they took that as their sign to move on once again. Allison had really enjoyed watching that. She never would have guessed that she would get a kick from being a voyeur but live and learn she supposed.

Allison took Blair by the arm as they followed the arrows and whispered. "I'm having a good time tonight. This was a good idea of yours."

Although it was difficult to see, Allison could tell Blair was smiling at her. "I'm glad. I'm having fun too. I can't wait to see what else they have in store for us." Allison glanced behind her and saw Natalie and Jackie. Natalie still looked uncomfortable, but Jackie looked more composed than she had after the first scene. Allison knew the opposite was true for her. She was certainly feeling a bit aroused.

When they made their way into the next room it was evident that this scene was going to be a bit bigger. It was taking up more space in the room than the previous one had so most of the visitors were standing against the wall. Allison tried to see if she could make out anything beyond the roped off section, but it was pitch black. She had no idea how the actors could see. Most likely they couldn't, she supposed. When everyone was in the room and situated a hush fell over the crowd and a few lights came on over the scene. Still it wasn't bright by any means. Allison saw that it was another woodland scene, but whereas the first one looked like it came from a fairytale, this one looked more like a nightmare. Tall dark trees reached the ceiling of the museum. They held a few leaves but were mostly barren. The ground was dark, and Allison could see that there were dead leaves everywhere. The chirping of crickets and other insects sounded throughout the room. The only light came from high in the ceiling blocked a bit by the branches of the tall trees. But Allison could see that it was supposed to look like a full moon.

Which made perfect sense. Because kneeling on the ground with a t-shirt completely ripped to shreds was a young woman with her head bowed. And standing around her were three large men who based on there costumes (if you could call them that) were supposed to be werewolves. Allison's eyes practically bugged out of her head as she looked at the men. They were all ripped and solid muscle. Each one must spend hours in the gym. Never had she seen men with such defined muscles before. Their faces were made up with a quite realistic makeup job. Their faces truly looked like a combination of man and wolf. They all had long tousled hair and fur had been glued to several parts of their bodies. But the reason Allison couldn't stop staring and the reason her mouth was suddenly dry was because other than the faux fur the three men were completely naked.

If this were any other time or show Allison might have giggled at the absurdity of the men's attire. Or lack thereof, as the case were. But somehow, with the realistic setting on top of her current arousal, instead of finding it humorous Allison felt herself becoming even more horny. Three powerful men surrounding one helpless woman? Something about it made Allison's heart beat a little faster. She couldn't wait to see this scene play out. And even though she had seen more realistic werewolf costumes in the movies, the three naked men with their hard cocks already exposed more than made up for it. "At least they don't have fake tails," Allison thought to herself.

"What brings you so deep into these mountains on a full moon," the wolf standing directly in front of the girl asked? "And on Halloween night, no less. It has been well known for hundreds of years that wandering in these woods is strictly forbidden."

The girl began crying. "My friends and I are staying at the campground. Since it's Halloween and a full moon, they thought it would be fun to dare me go deeper into the woods. I was only supposed to stay in for a couple of minutes, and I hadn't gone very far. I could even hear my friends laughing. But then I heard something. Like a twig snapping. I got scared and ran. I thought I was running back towards my friends, but I got lost. I'm sorry! I never believed any of the legends and rumors about these woods. If I had known they were true I never would have entered your territory! Please accept my apology and let me go!"

The werewolves just snickered. "Well as you can see the legends are true, which is quite unfortunate for you. This is the most dangerous night for a mere mortal girl such as yourself. If we choose, we could tear your body limb from limb." The girl began to cry even harder and begged for her life. The lead werewolf leaned down and gently cradled her chin in his hand. "Perhaps, we can come to an arrangement. My cock would enjoy being serviced by a beautiful woman such as yourself as I'm certain so would the cocks of my friends. If you can bring the three of us to release, not only will I let you go, but I will take you back to the campground personally to ensure your safety."

The girl looked at them all in fear and they looked back at her with salacious smirks. She focused on their hard cocks all at attention and pointing right at her face. Allison could clearly see the horror in her eyes as she realized it was this or death. Finally the girl hung her head in shame but nodded. "Ok. I will do as you ask. And you promise to return me safely to my friends?"

"My word is law around here", the lead werewolf responded. "If you make us cum, I promise you will survive and make it back to the safety of your people." The girl simply nodded and raised her head to look at the werewolf in front of her. The werewolf took his cock in his hand and gave it a couple quick pumps. Then he took a couple steps towards the young woman still holding his cock. He placed the tip of it to her lips moving it around a bit, making it clear what he expected her to do. And with a tiny whimper, the girl opened her mouth and took his cock inside.

The werewolf took a deep breath, clearly enraptured by the feel of her mouth. The girl started off slowly. His cock was large so she took her hand so she could pump at the base. The werewolf allowed her to set the pace for a while, enjoying her mouth and tongue. It seemed to Allison that the girl was beginning to enjoy the experience as well. She pumped his cock with her hand and sucked so hard with her mouth that her cheeks grew smaller.

Then suddenly, the werewolf gabbed her hand and stopped her pumping of his cock. "As good as this feels, Girl, you did promise to service all three of us. But my friends are standing here still wanting your attention. It's about time you gave it to them." The girl pulled off and looked at the lead werewolf with a confused look on her face. But that confusion was quickly cleared up when the other two wolves walked towards her on either side. Now she had a cock pointed at both the left and right side of her head.

"Well, go on girl. Show them how good those hands feel," the lead werewolf told her. The woman reached up, taking a cock in each hand and began pumping away. The two wolves sighed, happy to finally have some attention. The lead wolf let the girl and his friends find their rhythm and seemed content to simply be an observer for a couple minutes. But suddenly without warning he grabbed the woman by her hair, holding her head firmly in place. Her eyes went wide but she seemed to understand what he wanted. She opened her mouth and he shoved his dick inside and down her throat until he was fully engulfed and his lower body was pressed against her face. He stood there for a moment, letting out a deep breath. He pulled out slowly allowing her to catch her breath. Despite the sudden invasion of her mouth and throat, Allison noticed the woman never ceased her pumping of the other two cocks.

The lead werewolf gave the woman a wicked smile then slammed his dick into her mouth once again. Once he was buried down her throat he began to face-fuck her in earnest. He pumped in and out of her mouth without mercy giving her no relief or reprieve. The poor girls' eyes began to water. Her mascara, already a bit messy from crying, began to run down her face in dark streaks. Somehow though, the woman's attention to the two cocks in her hands never wavered or faltered. In fact, the harder the lead werewolf pumped into her mouth, the more vigorously she pumped her hands.

With a loud cry the lead werewolf pulled his cock from her mouth and pumping his hand forcefully, he sprayed huge streams of cum all over the girl's face. He then took a step back to recover as the young woman finished up with the other two. The one to her left finished next. Like his friend had done he too grabbed his own cock when his climax approached. He chose to shoot his cum into her hair.

Within seconds of his finish the guy to her right pulled away from her and pushed her to the ground onto her back. He then ripped what remained of her t-shirt to completely expose her braless chest. After just a couple pumps, semen propelled out of his cock and landed all over her tits. The girl lay there, panting heavily, absolutely covered in the seed of three werewolves as they took a moment to recover, themselves. Eventually the lead werewolf took a step forward and said, "You serviced us well. I will keep my promise and take you back now." He picked the girl up and threw her over one shoulder and walked out of the room. The two other werewolves followed and then the lights went out.

Allison was more than aroused now. What had started as tingles and wicked thoughts had turned into an ache forming deep in her core. She would be masturbating later tonight when she got home. No doubt about it. Of course, that was normal for her. Halloween as an adult usually led to her masturbating in her bed after a night of partying. The couple of years she'd had a boyfriend at Halloween had led to sex afterwards. But it had always been vanilla sex after showers and changing out of their costumes. Allison had always wanted to have sex while still dressed up and maybe try some roleplaying. But none of the guys she'd dated had been into that. Tonight, she was vicariously living some of her secret fantasies through the actors and scenes being shown tonight. Since it was dark in the hallways, Allison tried to discreetly rub her breasts a bit through her gown. "Mmmmm," she whispered so quietly she could barely hear her own voice.

This time they were back in a smaller room with another scene behind a window like the very first one they'd seen. The lights came on to reveal a large-busted woman with long brown hair wearing a white gown. The gown was cut into a deep V down to her waist and the skirt had several slits up to her thigh. But what Allison was mainly focused on was the woman's hands bound in chains and being held above her head. The chains were suspended from ceiling.

The woman looked at her surroundings in fear. It wasn't long before the audience saw what she was afraid of. Into the scene stepped a man, obviously intended to be a vampire. He wore all black from head to toe, including a long black cape. His hair was black and his skin was deathly pale. He was tall and skinny, moving with grace and precision towards his victim. The woman immediately began pleading with her captor. "Please. Please, not again."

The vampire gently cradled her face in his hands. "Yes, again my dear. Your blood is like a drug to me, and I've given you more than enough time to recover since the last time. But I realize it is selfish to keep taking and not giving you anything in return. So tonight I shall reward you for your generosity," he chuckled a bit. "Not that you've had a choice, but you've submitted much faster and kinder than the others before you did."

Allison looked at the woman more closely and for the first time noticed two small and faint marks on her neck. The vampire took notice of them too. First, he leaned over and kissed her neck, tenderly, almost with affection. But then he held her neck in his hands, opened his mouth and pressed it to her neck. The woman let out a cry as though in pain and squirmed. She tried to move but couldn't get far, bound as she was by the chains and his hands. After a moment the vampire lifted his head. Allison wasn't sure how they did it, but the marks on the woman's neck were now bright red and blood was dripping from them down her neck. The vampire also had blood on his mouth. The woman had unshed tears in her eyes as she stared at her captor.

"Thank you, my dear. Your blood satisfies and rejuvenates me. And you deserve a reward." The vampire then lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around his waist. The slits fell to the sides revealing her leg all the way up to her hip. The vampire continued to hold onto her leg with one hand and reached between their bodies to cup her sex with the other. Allison stared wide-eyed at the scene in front of her. Oh how she wanted her clit to be touched and stimulated like the actress in the scene. She could feel herself growing wet with desire. Watching all these sexual scenarios was getting to her.

The vampire rubbed and massaged the woman's clit, and it didn't take long before she was panting with desire. The vampire smiled at her. "See my dear, I am capable of kindness. If you submit to me willingly, I will give to you." The woman threw her head back and moaned. The vampire laughed. "I can make it feel even better. Let's see how you like it when I slip my fingers inside of you."

His hand moved slightly and it was harder to see as it disappeared lower between them, but the woman's body jerked and she cried out, "Oh! Oh yes that feels so good!" She lifted her head and looked straight into the vampire's eyes. "You can take as much of my blood as you want, just please keep touching me like this."

The vampire smiled. "I promise. I will give as I take. You will be compensated." With that he opened his mouth and lowered it to her neck once again. The woman cried out but this time it sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain. Even as he kept his mouth pressed to her neck his fingers continued to move inside of her, rocking her body and drawing out moans and grunts.

Allison could see the woman's body beginning to tighten up and her breathing became even more erratic. She came with a scream, grinding her body against his hand as best as she could. "Oh Yes! Yes! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!" The vampire continued to finger bang her until her body stilled and her cries stopped. When he pulled his face from her neck his mouth was covered in more blood. The woman gave him a tired, lazy smile and her body hung limply from the chains as her legs had given out. "Thank you," she whispered. Then the scene went dark.

Allison felt an unexpected sting of jealousy. Getting fingered by a hungry vampire. Sign me up, she thought to herself. She couldn't believe her own thoughts. Since when did she want to be openly fondled and made to cum in front of an audience? It was never something she'd thought about in the past. But maybe that's because she'd never seen such a thing before. Although she was hardly a virgin, her sex life had never been adventurous by any means. And to add even more spice, the whole Halloween theme was throwing an entire new fantasy into the mix. This was her favorite holiday, and the thought of having sex while she and a partner played out different characters was driving her senses wild. She was wearing a 16th-century gown and there was nothing she wouldn't give to have a king or a knight fuck her brains out right now. Her nipples hurt and her pussy ached. She would probably be up all night playing with her favorite sex toys in order to satisfy her urges. She wondered how many scenes were left. She knew the last one would be in the large auditorium, and all the groups would watch that one together.

They entered the next space, and again, not the auditorium. The room was larger than the last. It seemed to be the same size as the werewolf room and without the lights she couldn't tell what kind of scene it was. Suddenly, Blair grabbed her arm. Allison had almost forgotten about her friends as lost as she was in her own thoughts and fantasies. "I am so horny right now," Blair whispered. "I know that I just broke up with Charlie two weeks ago and said I was done with him for good. But I might have to call him when I get home and see if he's interested in a one-night fuck. I'll make it clear that's all it is, so he doesn't have any false expectations. But desperate times call for desperate measures, you know?" Allison nodded enthusiastically at her. She absolutely understood. If she had a guy who she thought she could get away with that kind of deal with, she'd be making the same phone call tonight. "I don't know how Jackie and Natalie do it," Blair continued. "Jackie seems a little affected by things but way cooler than I am. And Natalie just seems scared and out of place."

Allison glanced over to the side and saw her other friends. They were standing together, and Blair was right. Jackie's skin was still a bit flushed, and she was staring ahead at the performance space. But she still had that cool air of confidence that she always had. Natalie on the other hand was fidgeting with the wings of her butterfly costume and looking at the ground. The poor girl looked like she'd rather be anywhere than where she was.

But Allison didn't have long to ponder over her friend's state of mind as the light came on. It was a very elaborate set looking just like a cottage out of a fairytale. A wooden floor was decorated with mismatched rugs of different colors. The walls were green with flowers and leaves painted on them. There was a wood burning stove and a couple counter tops. Copper pots and pans sat on top of them as well as hanging from the walls. Different potted plants were scattered about which appeared to be different herbs. The only furniture was a small wooden table with two chairs and an upholstered bench.

Sitting on the bench was a man. He had brown hair and a trimmed beard. He wore brown pants with black boots and a white shirt with the V-neck that revealed his rugged chest hair. Standing in front of him was a beautiful woman. She had long, black hair that fell down her back in a riot of curls. She wore a dark green dress that came to the floor with long sleeves. She was thin with delicate features and on her face, she wore an expression of curiosity and suspicion. The man was hanging his head, as if embarrassed.

"I have heard tales of your powers, Madame," the man began the scene. "The harvest hasn't been good the last two years. I haven't enough food or money to provide for my wife and children. Is it true that you are a witch and can grant wishes?"

The man quit speaking and looked at the woman with hope in his eyes. She continued to stare at him for a moment before answering. "I do not know what all you have heard. No doubt some is true and some is not. I am a witch as you mortals call us and yes, I can grant wishes if I choose to. However, I do not grant wishes for just anyone who wants them. A person must be worthy of such a gift."

The man got on his knees in front of her. He clasped his hands together in his lap and looked to the floor. "Please, Madame. I beg you, please! If you will grant my wish, then I wish for a fortune. Enough to provide for my family no matter what happens with the harvest for the rest of my life. My wife and children don't deserve to suffer. And I promise you I am worthy. I have always tried to live an honest life."

The witch just laughed. "Oh my dear man, I don't care at all about how honest you are or aren't. By 'worthy' I mean what pleasures you can give my body."

The man looked up at her with a look of pure shock on his face. The witch gave him a moment to speak, but when he remained silent, she continued. "Let me be as clear as possible. I want sex. If you prove talented and bring me to a satisfying climax, then I will grant your wish and you shall have all the money you will ever need.

"But Madame," the man sputtered, "I am a married man. I have never once been unfaithful to my wife. Is there anything... anything else at all that I could do for you? I'll work for you. I can tend your yard, or clean your home, cook? Anything else at all, I'll do for you."

"Stupid man," the witch smirked. "I am a witch. Do you honestly think I need you, or anyone for that matter, to do those things for me? I use spells for all of that. No, I want sex. It's been too long since I've felt a man, so that is my condition." The man seemed extremely troubled and torn. The witch continued, "However, if the thought of true sex with me makes you feel that guilty then I'd be willing to have you just use your mouth on me. That way your cock continues to only be for your wife."

The man still looked torn. But as the seconds ticked by he began to look more resolute and accepting. Finally he nodded his acceptance. "Alright, Madame. I accept your conditions. Thank you for your generosity."

The witch slipped off her gown and stood before the man, and the entire audience, completely naked. Her breasts weren't huge, but they were perfectly round and her pink nipples were hard like little pebbles. The man stared up at her, and even though he was married it was evident that he very much liked what he saw. The witch smiled seductively. "You must undress as well. Even though you have chosen not to partake in any pleasure yourself, I still want to see all of you. It's only fair."

The man stood and took off his boots followed by his shirt and finally his pants. The witch looked at him from head to toe and laughed. "Although you reject me your hard cock is evidence that you do indeed desire me."

The man turned bright red. "I will admit, Madame, that in all my life I have never seen a more beautiful woman. I wouldn't be a man if my body didn't react to you. But I love my wife and have no wish to betray her. I am here for her and our children, so they never have to worry about food or clothing ever again."

The witch rolled her eyes. "How touching. Every man who enters my door has a sad story to tell and a woman they love. And yet they all submit to me for something greater than loyalty. I truly don't care about your motivation or reasoning. I only seek pleasure. To use your body to satisfy the cravings of my own. Your conscious is your own to deal with. Now I wish to get started." The witch walked over to the bench where the man had been seated at the opening of the scene and sat down. Then she spread her legs wide and leaned back on her arms. "Go ahead and begin."

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment as though still torn by the desire to be loyal to his wife and the desire to see to her welfare. But then he lowered himself to his knees, pushed his head between the witches thighs and began to lick her pussy. The witch moaned and looked at the man servicing her allowing him a moment to get comfortable with her body before she said, "I'm not a delicate woman. You do not need to be gentle with me." The man pulled his face away and looked at her for moment. His breathing had grown a bit heavier, and he looked as though he were at battle with himself. The witch gently stroked his cheek with her hand and whispered, "What happens here today stays with you and I. I never speak of my clients to anyone, and you can put me out of your mind the second you walk out my door. But you will walk out a very rich man and never have to worry about your family again. All you have to do is bring me to one climax. Is that really so horrible?"

That speech seemed to break the last of the man's defenses. He lowered his head between her legs once more and this time began to feast on her pussy in earnest. Allison could clearly see his head moving aggressively between her thighs and he even reached his arms around to hold the witch steady by her hips. For her part, the witch threw her head back and moaned in delight. Allison could hear the sounds of the man's slurping, and it was making her own pussy gush. She was so horny she couldn't stand it. She wished it was her getting her pussy licked into oblivion. She really needed to find someone for herself. If not a boyfriend, then a friend with benefits or at the very least a booty call.

The witch raised her head again and looked at the man servicing her. Her body was flushed and her breasts were rising erratically with her heaving breathing. The man must have been doing a good job. "Would you like me to touch you? I know you declined sex, but I can use my hand or my mouth on you. It seems a shame to leave you so unsatisfied."

The man who was now clearly out of his mind with lust pulled away from her and simply said, "Yes, please." The witch nodded and told him to lie down on the rug. Then she climbed on top of him, sitting on his face and lowered her face to his cock. Allison loved to 69. Watching one play out in front of her had her hoping she didn't just spontaneously orgasm right then and there.

The man reached up and grabbed the witch's ass squeezing her cheeks as he ate her out quite forcefully. The witch bobbed her head up and down sucking on the man's cock as though it were her favorite lollypop. Her hand also moved up and down the shaft at a speedy pace. The two used their mouths and hands with aggression, not tenderness, and they were obviously loving it.

Suddenly the man's hips jerked, and Allison could hear him shout into the witch's pussy. Allison looked at the witch and could see her swallowing the man's cum. Some of it leaked out the side of her mouth. It was only a few seconds later that the witch let out a scream and began to grind her pussy vigorously against the man's mouth. When her orgasm had run its course and her steady breathing returned, the witch climbed off the man and stood up. The man followed her lead. They looked at one another for a moment and the witch said, "You performed remarkably well. You certainly earned what you came here for."

The man blushed and looked to the floor again. His beard was covered in the witch's pussy juices. The witch smirked and turned away, walking to the opposite side of the room. The man quickly dressed and the witch grabbed a leather pouch that was hanging from a hook on the wall and handed it to the man. "This is purse that will never go empty. No matter how many coins you take from it, it will always be full. That should more than provide for your children." Then she looked into his eyes and with a cruel smile she added, "and your loving, loyal wife."

The man's head jerked as though he had been slapped. But instead of responding to her obvious insult he simply said, "You are very kind and generous, Madame. Thank you." The witch simply chuckled and the scene went dark.

Allison, let out a deep breath. This was too much. She couldn't take it. She followed the arrows out of the room but tried very hard not to touch anyone. Her body felt like pure electricity, and she was afraid the touch of another person would set her aflame. How much more of this was there? Her question was soon answered when they entered the next room to see that they were in a well-lit auditorium. So, they were finally at the last performance. Thank goodness. She saw Blair who had already made her way to the front row, and she headed over to her. Blair had snagged great seats, but Allison soon realized she was in trouble. She would be sitting front and center during the biggest and most explicit scene. And she was already so horny, she could barely think straight. There was no way she could handle this. She was convinced she might lose her mind and masturbate right there in the audience. Absolutely not. Allison knew she had to do something and fast. "I'll be right back," she told her friends. "I need to use the bathroom really quick." Then she took off before even giving them a chance to answer.

Allison made a mad dash out of the auditorium. The hallway she had just come from was dark but certainly there must be a door somewhere. Since this had been a museum it had to have bathrooms. Allison just needed to find one. Or a broom closet. Truly she didn't care. She just needed a secluded place where she could rub her clit until she came. Once she found some relief she would go back and watch the final performance. Allison ran her hands along the walls looking for a door. Then she finally spotted a small but illuminated sign that said, "Employees Only." Great. Allison figured there must be a bathroom or closet of some kind in there. And if not, hopefully she could find an employee to direct her somewhere. Allison found the door handle and let herself inside.

What she found was a long hallway, but there seemed to be several rooms and doors along it. Perfect. Allison knew she would find somewhere that fit her needs. Good grief, she really was losing her mind. But desperate times call for desperate measures and Allison didn't think she had been more desperate for anything in her entire life. She walked down the hall, getting ready to peak into rooms when suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder.

Allison turned to see woman around her age. She was wearing a costume that was similar to her own. It was a 16th-century style gown, in light blue. However, unlike Allison's which had a full skirt, this one had the front cut out so it didn't even reach her knees. It still reached the floor on the sides and back, but this was obviously designed to be a sexy Halloween gown instead a historically accurate one. The girl was holding a small slip of paper in her hand and she was crying. "You must be an actress in the scene I'm supposed to do. Listen, I need your help. I can't find anyone else."

Allison opened her mouth to correct her, but the crying girl cut her off before she could speak. "I'm sorry but I need to get out of here. I know I agreed to do this, but I just can't. I can't go through with it. Please tell the organizers I'm sorry. My agent talked me into it. Told me it would be good for my career. Get me seen. But this isn't acting. This is porn! I won't do it! Here's the check they wrote me." As Allison watched, the girl began to rip up the slip of paper she'd been holding and threw the pieces on the ground. "Now I owe them nothing! I'm leaving." Then before Allison could even really process what was happening the girl took off running down to the end of the hall and out a door. Allison could see that it led outside as it shut behind her.

"Ummm... ok?" Allison muttered out loud. Well this might be a problem. She had no idea what this next scene was and how prominent the girl's role was supposed to be, but she did know that she obviously wasn't coming back. Allison also had no idea what the girls name was and who the hell she was supposed to tell since she was not an actress in the scene like the girl had thought. And more importantly, she was still horny as hell and needed relief. Tonight's final performance was not her problem. The sooner she got home the sooner she got to her toys. Still, she was on a mission, and she saw no reason not to continue. She started walking again. She peaked into a couple of rooms, but they looked more like offices, and she couldn't be certain of privacy.

She opened a door that didn't have any lights on. She found a switch on the wall and flipped it. The room illuminated to reveal a completely empty space. It was smaller than the other rooms and didn't seem to be one that was being used that night. "This could work," Allison muttered to herself. The door had a lock on the inside. She could lock herself in and turn out the lights. No one would even know she was here. She'd rub herself to a fast orgasm and then slip out and rejoin her friends in the auditorium.

Allison turned to shut the door when a man abruptly walked in. He too was dressed in 16th-century style clothing. He was a little taller than her with broad shoulders and a muscular figure. He had blonde hair and green eyes. His skin had a nice suntan, and Allison had the impression he spent a lot of time outdoors. He looked at her and smiled. "Hey, you're finally here. We've been waiting for you. I was told you were pretty, but that description doesn't do you justice. You are absolutely stunning."

Allison's mouth went dry and she couldn't speak. She had been so close to masturbating and suddenly there was a gorgeous guy telling her how beautiful she was. Although he obviously had her confused with someone else. This Halloween was proving to be a bizarre experience. When Allison didn't respond, the guy simply smiled at her and held out his hand. "I'm Micah. It's nice to finally meet you. We were concerned when you didn't show up to see the set and go over the scene yesterday. But I get that this is probably very nerve-wracking for you. If it makes you feel any better, I've never done anything like this before either. Did you have any questions or concerns about the script?"

Allison finally found her voice. She had to explain. This guy obviously thought she was an actress in the final performance. Most likely the girl who had just run out of here. "I'm sorry there's been a mistake. I've never even seen the script. You see..."

"They never sent you the script?!" Micah's eyes were wide. "Well that's just perfect! We're set to do this scene in just a few minutes, and our lead girl has no idea what to expect."

"Listen I need to talk to whoever's in charge and explain..."

"There's no time for that. I'll go over the basics with you and hopefully you can just go with it. We have no set lines. It's all improv so I'll try to guide you through the scene as much as I can during the performance. The premise of the scene is that you have been found guilty of a crime and were sentenced to death. The scene opens with you in your cell. I will then enter the room. I am the executioner. But the king has allowed me to decide whether or not you will die the next day. This being the type of show it is, decide that I will spare your life if I enjoy your body. You will of course be shocked and reluctant but will ultimately give in. I'll lead you through all the sex, as that is the dynamic of the scene. So just do whatever I instruct you to. But I promise not to do anything to hurt you. This is supposed to be a fun experience for the audience and us. Does this sound ok to you?"

Allison stared at him wild-eyed. Hell yes this sounded good to her. It sounded amazing actually. Her body was ready to explode just from the words alone. The problem was that she wasn't the actress who'd been hired. But that girl had torn up her check and run off. Two people had already mistaken her for an actress in the performance. It was a happy coincidence that Allison was wearing a costume that was perfect for this scene. No, it's not a coincidence, Allison thought. It's fate. She could do this. There was no reason not to. She could do the scene. She'd done theater when she was in school and she hadn't been bad. Since it was improv, she'd just make it up as she went. How hard could it be? Most of it would be sex and not speaking anyway.

Allison had never been hornier in her life, and instead of going home and hoping her toys could satisfy her, she had a hot guy standing right in front of her telling her that he was going to get the job done. There was nothing to think about. This Halloween Allison was going to do something utterly and completely crazy. She was going to do the scene with him. She smiled at Micah and said, "It all sounds just fine. I'm sure I can handle it, even without any preparation."

Micah smiled. "Ok, great. Let's get backstage and I'll show you where you start. It'll all be ok." Then he took her hand and guided her out of the room. Allison's heart sped up from the touch of his hand alone. A couple twists and turns and they were on a stage. Allison could hear the murmurs of the crowd on the other side of the curtain. This was where all the groups gathered and watched together so it was likely to be a large crowd. Allison knew she should be concerned about the fact that she was about to have sex with a stranger in front of an audience but honestly, she was hardly thinking about it. Overwhelming lust had completely taken over her brain and the only thing she cared about was getting laid. The details of how it came about just didn't seem to matter.

Allison took a quick look around the set. The stage had been covered in fake flooring made to look like stone. The walls too. There was a small wooden table with two chairs, a fireplace with a kettle and a basket with bread and fruit on the mantle. The only other furniture was a simple wooden bed covered with an old blanket. It was dreary and could pass for an old holding cell from centuries ago. "You have a seat at the table. When the curtain opens you need to pretend to cry. The details of what you have been accused of weren't in the script and aren't important. Just know that you were found guilty and sentenced to beheading. Of course you maintain your innocence. When I enter the room, I will guide you as much as possible so just follow my lead. The only thing to remember is that when I give you my ultimatum you are supposed to be shocked and dismayed but ultimately it is your only way to escape death. Got it?"

Allison nodded. "I understand."

"Perfect." Micah looked at her for a moment. "I think we will be amazing together." Allison blushed and Micah hurried off the stage. Allison sat down in the chair, and it was just a moment later that the lights in the auditorium went out. The crowd out front suddenly came to a hush and the curtain opened. Allison remembered what Micah had told her, so she buried her face in her hands. As soon as the lights came on above the stage, she started to cry. She hoped she didn't sound too corny.

Within seconds Micah walked onto the stage and Allison looked up at him. He walked to the opposite side of the room and Allison stood up. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to know who he was or not, so she stayed silent. Micah crossed his arms over his chest and looked at her. Maybe leered at her was more accurate. He spent quite a few seconds on her cleavage. "Well, My Lady, I must say you are even more breathtaking up close. I was at your trial and even from a distance I thought you were beautiful. Unfortunately your beauty didn't win you any favor with the judges since you were found guilty and sentenced to beheading tomorrow morning."

When he paused, Allison decided to speak for the first time. "Sir, I am innocent. I swear!"

Micah just laughed. He was good at this. Much better than she was. "That's what they all say, I assure you. You see, I am the executioner." Allison let out a small gasp and Micah smirked. "I often attend the trials of those who are facing a death sentence. But when I laid eyes on you, I was immediately taken with your beauty. When your sentence was issued, I went to the king. You see the king owes me. I won't bore you with the details as to why, but he once promised me I could have any one thing of my asking. I waited until I found something I truly wanted." He looked Allison right in the eyes. "I wanted you the moment I laid eyes on you."

He paused so Allison tried to come up with a response. "What do you mean, Sir? Are you going to spare my life?"

"That has not been decided yet, although the choice does lie with me. What I desire is your body. Tonight your body is mine to do with as I wish. If you please me, then your life will be spared. However, if I spare you then you will belong to me forever."

"You mean, you will take my body tonight, use me for your pleasure and yet you still might choose to execute me tomorrow? That's vicious!"

"I will not force you. You have the option to turn me down. However, that means certain death tomorrow morning. What I offer is a chance at survival. But the choice is yours. Make it."

"It's hardly a choice at all." Alllison buried her face in her hands for a moment attempting to look overcome. "Do as you wish with me."

Micah walked over and took her into his arms. Then he lifted her face and kissed her. Allison felt her entire body light up. Oh yes, this is what she'd been craving all night. She knew she was supposed to be playing reluctant, but she just couldn't. She kissed Micah back with everything she had. She felt Micah's hands on the front of her dress untying the laces. When it was loose enough, he put his hands on her shoulders and slowly pushed it off her body. Allison noticed that when he reached her hips, he pushed her thong down with the dress. Yeah, the thong wasn't exactly historically accurate. Within seconds Allison stood in only her shoes which she subtly kicked off while still kissing Micah.

Micah broke the kiss and undid the front of his pants. "On your knees. I want to see how well you suck a cock." Allison hung her head as though in defeat and slowly lowered herself to the floor. When she was on her knees she reached into Micah's open pants and pulled out his already hardening cock. For a moment she was stunned and she looked up to Micah's smirking face and then back down. Micah had the largest cock she had ever seen. It was several inches long and was so thick she could barely wrap her hand around it. Her mouth watered at the thought of putting it in her mouth. She gave it a few pumps with her hand first. She loved the way his cock felt in her hand, the smooth skin and the utter hardness of it. It was the greatest cock she had ever seen, and she was going to enjoy having it tonight.

She slipped the head between her painted red lips and sucked on it. She ran her tongue over it while she pumped the shaft with her hand. Micah let out a deep groan. Allison lifted her eyes to meet his while still keeping his dick in her mouth. Micah looked at her with what looked like true affection, and he pushed her hair behind her ears. Once he was completely hard Allison attempted to take him deeper into her mouth. She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and moved her lips farther down, taking as much of him inside her mouth as possible. He was too long and thick for her to take all of him, but she did her best. Allison continued to suck his cock as hard as she could while she pumped with her hand. Micah moaned and grunted. His breathing increased and he gently stroked the back of her hair.

It wasn't long though before he pulled away from her and told her to lie on the bed. Allison did as instructed while Micah stripped. Now he was as naked as she was. He walked to a wall and pulled something down that Allison hadn't noticed before. It was a flogger. Long black strips of leather attached to a wooden handle. Allison had never been flogged before, but she was ready and willing for anything tonight. She would do anything, ANYTHING at this point if Micah would just bring her to climax. Her arousal was painful. Her pussy throbbed and every nerve in her body felt like it was burning.

Micah walked to the bed. "Roll onto your stomach," he demanded. Allison did as she was told. She was a little scared that it would hurt but she would welcome it if it did. Pain would lessen the intensity of her lust. "Whether innocent or not, you have been found guilty and you must pay for it. Therefore, I will flog you until I decide you've had enough."

Allison nodded weakly, and Micah raised the flogger in his hand. Allison squeezed her eyes shut and the blow landed on her back. But instead of pain, it felt surprisingly good. The leather was soft, not hard and stiff like she'd envisioned. After the soft strips landed on her back, Micah dragged them down her back and ass, causing tingles and shivers. Allison remembered that she was supposed to be scared and in distress, so she did her best to cry out in fear. But even to her own ears her gasps and whines sounded more lustful than painful. Micah gave her back ten wonderful lashes, which instead of decreasing her lust only added to it. Then he told her to roll over onto her back.

Allison did so immediately and Micah landed another blow, this one onto her left breast. Then he dragged the flogger down her body to her pussy. The second blow landed on her right breast. Allison spread her legs a bit this time when Micah dragged the flogger down her body. He snickered just a moment but dragged the strips down her body and over her pussy. Allison gasped in pleasure each time he did that. The flogger felt amazing. It stimulated her nipples and had her pussy gushing. Unfortunately, as wonderful as it felt, it wasn't a strong enough sensation that if would make her cum. Allison was starting to feel like she was going insane with lust. She wanted to cum so badly.

Thank goodness after ten lashes to her front Micah climbed onto the bed with her. Allison was panting heavy with desire. She looked at his proud, hard cock as he crawled over her body and actually licked her lips in want. Was he finally going to fuck her? "Now let's see exactly how badly you want to live. And how much you would be worth to me," Micah said arrogantly, but Allison could see real warmth in his eyes as he looked down at her. He lined his cock with her opening and pushed the head into her entrance.

Allison had thought that due to how turned on she was that penetration would be easy. She had underestimated the size of his cock. Despite how unbelievably wet she was, she was still too tight to accept his massive dick with one push. Micah had to enter her slowly, moving with little strokes so her body could adjust. After pushing in an inch or so, he'd slowly pull out and with the next thrust push in just a bit deeper than before. It was slow going but their mutual panting and moans kept the audience enthralled and engaged. After a bit Allison started to worry that his body might not fit with hers. She had never been with a man with anything close to the python between Micah's legs. She gripped his arms with her hands and tried to focus on the pleasure of finally being penetrated and forcing her body to relax. Micah seemed to be able to read her body like a book and could tell exactly when to push deeper and when to wait. When Allison finally felt Micah's lower body connect with hers and heard the slap of his balls against her skin she looked down and was amazed to see that they were indeed together as one. He was fully inside her. And even though it seemed fully out of character, Micah leaned down and kissed her sweetly.

Micah began to thrust, although he made sure not to be too rough starting out. Her body was still adjusting to his size, so he did long gentle strokes that massaged her passage and relaxed her body. He moved slowly and tenderly to assure she was fully ready and able to accept everything that was yet to come with no risk of pain. Allison was beginning to feel good again. Now that she was fully open to him, she loved the way his huge dick felt inside of her. Eventually she began to move her hips to meet his thrusts and she grinded herself underneath him. When she did, Micah began moving faster. Once his pace picked up, Allison could finally feel herself building towards climax. She squeezed Micah's arms tightly and closed her eyes. She rocked her hips even more forcefully against him while groaning and whimpering. She was getting close to finally getting what she'd needed all night long.

Suddenly, Micah pulled completely out of her and sat up on his knees. What the hell, Allison thought to herself? She looked up at him utterly confused. "Time for you to show me how badly you want this and how good you can be. Ride my cock." Then he laid down beside her on the bed and looked at her expectantly. Allison quickly sat up and climbed on top of him. She loved being on top and had no problem with the position. She just wished he'd waited a few more seconds before switching it so she could have climaxed. Well, no matter. At least in this position she was in control. She'd have no trouble getting her pleasure back.

Allison lowered her body onto Micah's thick pole. Once she sat fully on top of him, she sighed in contentment. Thank goodness he was back inside of her. Allison rocked her body, grinding herself on him for a minute. Micah reached up and gently rubbed her nipples with his thumbs. Allison smiled and moaned. Micah met her eyes and smiled back at her. He continued to tease her nipples as she got more comfortable on top of him. When she was ready, Allison began to hop up and down.

It didn't take long before she started slamming her body down onto his forcefully, the sounds of their bodies connecting created a slapping sound that Allison was certain could be heard by all. She didn't care. She barely remembered the audience was there. All she knew was that Micah could reach and rub her g-spot to perfection. She braced her hands on his chest and slammed her ass down onto him. She was getting close again. Yes. Yes! She was almost there. Just a few more strokes...

Micah grabbed her by the hips and rolled her back onto the bed. His cock had been pulled from her again before she'd had a chance to blink. She stared up at him almost in a daze. He'd moved her so fast and with no warning. His breathing was heavy but not nearly as heavy as hers. He stared down at her for moment before saying, "On your hands and knees. Let me see how you look when I take you from behind."

Allison couldn't believe that this had happened again. For the second time her orgasm had been snatched away from her just as she was about to reach it. She quickly scrambled onto her hands and knees. The faster she got into position the faster he could get back inside of her. Micah trailed his fingers over her back and cupped her ass cheeks. It felt good but her body was so stimulated that it was becoming over sensitive. She desperately needed that orgasm to reset her entire body.

Micah finally began to push his member back into her and she sighed. Her body craved his like a drug. He began to penetrate her slowly once again. It was frustrating. She didn't want him to go slowly anymore. Her body had adjusted to his size and now she just wanted him to fuck her. Scratch that. She NEEDED him to fuck her. Allison pushed back on his dick to try and encourage Micah to move faster. But he wouldn't allow it. Whenever she pushed back, he'd pull out. She finally realized that he intended to set the pace and there was nothing she could do about it.

So she held still and allowed Micah to do as he wished. He held her by the hips and pumped in and out of her eventually picking up the pace much to her delight and relief. Allison moaned and Micah moved his hands from her hips to her breasts, cupping them in his large hands. "Ahhh... Ahhh," Allison began whimpering when Micah began massaging her tits. Then he began slamming into her hard. "Ohhh!" Allison cried out in surprise. She could feel Micah's balls slap against her. She felt her orgasm building yet again, and this time with the pace Micah was going she was certain he planned to finish in this position. "Mmmm!" Allison was elated to feel her climax so close. She was on the brink and just needed a few more thrusts. Her g-spot was so sensitive she knew it was going to be a good one.

Micah abruptly stopped thrusting and pulled out of her. "Lie on your back again," he instructed. What the actual fuck, Allison thought? This cannot be happening yet again. When she didn't listen right away and stayed on her hands and knees she felt a smack on her ass. "I said lie down," he ordered a second time. This time she listened. Allison got on her back and looked up at Micah with pure longing. He gave her a pitying look and that's when she realized that these were not unlucky coincidences. This was intentional. Micah knew exactly what he was doing.

Micah spread her legs and crawled on top of her. She was surprised when he kissed her while slipping into her body once again. This time Allison knew what to expect. Micah would go slowly in order to prevent her orgasm from building too quickly. But what she hadn't expected was for him to softly make out with her while he slowly slipped in and out of her needy pussy. Somehow it made it more bearable. For a couple minutes, Allison focused on his kisses and not her over-sensitive body. Micah's lips were soft and his kisses were tender and loving. She enjoyed being kissed by him. But eventually he pulled away and picked up the pace of his thrusting.

Allison knew what was coming, and she craved it. Craved it in the same way she craved her very life. But she also knew that Micah might take her right to the precipice and then pull her back again. He was hitting her g-spot. Rubbing and massaging it, creating shocks and sparks within her body. She was so wound up that a light sheen of sweat was beginning to form on her skin. Her toes curled and her body began to brace. Micah could see it. Knew she was close. She could see it in his eyes. "Please," she whispered so softly she was certain only he could here. "Please."

But Micah quit moving. He didn't pull out, but he went completely still and simply stared at her for a moment. It was more than Allison could endure, and a couple tears fell from her eyes. Micah suddenly wrapped his hands around her neck and squeezed. It wasn't hard enough to hurt or to completely cut off her airflow, but it was enough to make taking a full breath impossible. With wide eyes Allison looked up at Micah trying to figure out what was going on. "Tomorrow I am supposed to separate this beautiful neck from its body. I literally hold your life in my hands. So beg. Beg for my mercy."

And that's when Allison understood. It was Halloween and even though things like monsters, vampires and witches weren't real and even though she wasn't actually facing the executioner's axe the following morning she was truly being tortured. The mercy she needed to beg for wasn't her head, it was euphoria. Micah gave her neck another squeeze and Allison opened her mouth. He released her enough to allow her to speak. "Please. Please have mercy on me! I need you!"

Micah pulled out to the tip and slammed back into her with a force that shocked her. And he didn't stop. He thrusted in and out of her like a man possessed. The sound of their slapping bodies filled the entire auditorium. The wooden bed shook with a force that had Allison worried that it might break due to the strain. Allison gripped Micah by his arms and held onto him for dear life. She wrapped her legs around his, effectively locking him to her. Her orgasm was building and if Micah denied her again, she was going to walk off this stage. She knew she would not be able to handle anymore. "Uhhhhh... Uhhhhh!" Allison was crying out as she strained with everything she had to reach her peak. Above her Micah was grunting, pounding her into the mattress. He was breaking out into a sweat, both their bodies slick now with the exertion.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Finally Allison's orgasm crashed over her, and she came with a long, deafening scream. Every nerve in her body exploded like a cannon. Her head shook and her back arched. Her climax overtook her so completely she felt as though she was drowning in a tsunami of pleasure. She couldn't see, she couldn't hear. She could only feel this glorious pleasure of being taken. Each time she'd previously gotten close only to be pulled back had worked to strengthen the pleasure she now felt. She had finally fallen into the abyss, and it was the greatest sensation she had ever experienced.

Allison's orgasm went on and on as Micah continued to hammer into her. Every time she thought it would end the pleasure just kept moving through her. She lost track of time. She lost track of everything. Eventually, it began to ebb, and her body dissolved in sheer exhaustion. She stared unseeing at Micah; felt a drop of sweat fall from his head onto hers. And when he stiffened for a moment before resuming his plundering, she could feel his seed being released deep inside her body. Allison's head rolled to the side in a post orgasmic daze. She closed her eyes and when she did tears spilled from the corners. Allison had no idea how long her body had been wound up tight in a powder keg of arousal from having watched scene after scene of erotic fantasy played out in front of her. Then to have Micah sexually torture her with orgasm denial eventually culminating in an earth-shattering climax beyond anything her mind had ever imagined possible? The result was her completely satiated body now releasing its utter relief through tears.

Micah relaxed on top of her but was careful to keep most of his weight on his arms. He took her chin in his hands and turned her face to him. She opened her eyes. Eyes which were still damp with tears. She managed to give a small smile filled with gratitude. "You will be spared," Micah said to her. "Tomorrow, I will take you to my home where you will be protected for the rest of your life."

The lights on the stage suddenly went out and the lights over the seating came on. Allison could hear the murmurs of the crowd, and it snapped her back to reality. The enormity of what she had just done hitting her like a splash of cold water. She turned her head towards the audience and there were her friends, front and center where she had left them. Blair was wearing a huge and highly amused grin. Jackie looked to be in a state of shock, and Natalie was looking down, obviously not certain what to do. Allison wasn't able to see them for more than a few seconds, however, because the curtain was closing.

"Are you alright," Micah asked softly? Oh boy, Allison wasn't certain exactly what to do now. Somehow, she had to get dressed and out of there without anyone finding out that she wasn't the girl who'd been hired to do this. That meant saying goodbye and walking away from Micah, who had just delivered the greatest fuck she had ever experienced. And then she had three friends who she knew were not going to leave her alone tonight without hearing an explanation as to how exactly she'd found herself up on that stage getting railed.

"Yes, I'm fine," she whispered back. One thing Allison was certain about was that her love for Halloween had just risen to a new height. It had always been her favorite holiday, but she didn't think she would ever be able to spend another one without making some very lusty plans.