Erica's Man: Hallowe'en Havoc

"I have to say, it'd be remiss of me as a proud Scot not to properly thank you for your services, fighting for our freedom," she continued, turning now, and leading me by the cock to the nearest sofa, maybe twenty yards diagonally from the entry door. I followed without resistance, grateful equally for the way of bypassing my nerves and entering into the action, as much as for the feel of her hand on my length.

The nun pushed me down onto the pale cream material of the sofa, the kilt now parting either side of my erection as it was designed to when seated. Continuing to grasp my cock l, she began to stroke smoothly up and down, grinning cheekily as she knelt before me. "Quite the sword, Braveheart," she chuckled as she leaned forward, before kissing the tip, and running her tongue around the head of my penis.

Her eyes held mine through her black mask as she took me into her mouth. The warmth wrapped me in pleasure as she rubbed the bottom half of my cock slowly and bobbed her head slowly up and down the top. I've never had a nun down as one of my role-play fantasies, but there was a certain allure at the sight of her shift-covered head sucking my length.

I closed my eyes for a couple of minutes as I enjoyed the ministrations of the scottish "sister", groans occasionally escaping me as she licked, rubbed and sucked up and down me. When I opened my eyes again I realised we'd attracted a small crowd ourselves. I recognised the policewoman and robber who'd been watching the maid earlier, and Cleopatra, who I'd spotted in the first group where I'd watched Tinkerbell doing what the nun was doing now. Also watching were a couple of guys, one in a suit and another in a lucha libre mask and wrestling tights, while a female naval officer, an air hostess and a clearly masturbating cavewoman had also come to watch.

My nun had lost herself in the blowjob by now, her eyes also closed, and was lovingly licking up my length before throating more of my cock each time. Sitting up a little, I reached over her and brushed her backside, trying to reach her pussy. From my angle though, my arms weren't long enough, and realising what I wanted, the nun, without leaving my erection untended, climbed up next to me on the couch, sucking me from the side now as she positioned herself on all fours so I could reach my right hand under her belly to her mound. I was somewhat surprised to find she was wearing panties, a black, lacy thong I realised, as I pulled her skirt up to look, but I supposed it made sense that not everybody would be turning up with no underwear at all. Unperturbed, I rubbed slowly at her damp mound, before slipping the covering to one side and sliding my finger between the lips of her moist slit. I could feel some hair on her mound, something I'd become unused to over the past few years, and vaguely wondered how she wore it, as it felt short and shaped. She hummed against my cock as my fingers found her clit, sending a wave of pleasure through me. The nun had spotted our crowd by now, and obliged the cavewoman as she came and took the newly vacated space between my legs by releasing my cock from her mouth and holding it in place while the dark haired woman replaced her there too.

I continued to slide my fingers up and down the nun's increasingly wet slit as she and the cavewoman, whose hair was a blessed mess, with sticks and leaves very deliberately integrated into her prehistoric look, shared my cock between them.

I couldn't help feeling a little self conscious as the group around us changed, but grew, as some left to view another exhibition of eroticism, but others, and more, replaced them. I was used to being part of a small group fuck, but was very much not used to people literally standing and watching, with more than one either touching themselves surreptitiously or openly masturbating. Still, I figured this is what we'd signed up for, so I decided I was all in.

As the stone age girl next removed her mouth from my cock, instead of allowing the nun to again wrap her lips around me, I pushed myself to my feet, before lifting cavegirl from her knees and encouraging her onto the sofa in my place, spreading her legs in front of the nun to reveal a landing strip leading to a slightly meaty cunt. As I expected, feeling how wet the nun had become, she wasted no time in burying her tongue into cavegirl's neatly trimmed pussy, and I moved to position myself on the sofa behind her, my own backside resting against the arm.

I'd already shifted the black thong panties to one side, so with nothing to bar my way, and the view of a disheveled cavewoman being eaten out by a half-clothed nun, surrounded by perhaps fifteen voyeurs in varying costumes and, currently, varying states of arousal, I slid my erection into the naughty nun's glistening cunt.

She was tight, but very wet, and the combination felt incredible as I easily slid deep inside her despite the resistance of her vaginal walls pressing in around me. The nun gasped as all eight inches of me pushed into her at once, my body crushed against her backside as my shaft disappeared all the way in. I couldn't move for a few seconds, as the pleasure of her wet, warm tightness pushed all thought from my brain, until I was able to regain composure and began to thrust rhythmically into her, pulling almost all the way out before delving as deep as I could each time. For now, I kept my movements slow, deliberate, making sure I lasted more than anything (I'm sure cumming too quickly in front of a crowd wouldn't have boded well for my evening!), but probably putting on more of a show for our audience at the same time.

As I thrust, I took in the scene around me. Cleopatra, the policewoman and the robber were still part of the watching group, as were a Wonderwoman and a couple of devils, along with several men. Most of the group were, by now, rubbing themselves as they watched the threesome in front of them have sex. Around the room, it was clear the party was well underway by now. I realised, glancing at the clock above the nearby entrance door, that I'd been here well over an hour. Clearly time passes differently when you're watching other people have sex - I honestly hadn't thought I'd been here all that long. I continued to thrust into the nun as she licked the cavegirl, who soon had her hand wrapped round the cock of the lucha libre wrestler, who had come to join us.

As cavegirl began to tongue the end of lucha's shorter, but thick erection, I started to increase the speed of my thrusts, bringing a series of moans from the nun. I could feel the pleasure building in my own body as I thrust, so kept a steady, but increased speed as I reached round my current partner to play with her clit as I slid in and out. Not long after, cavegirl took lucha libre into her mouth fully, but released him again briefly as she came hard, the nun's ability with her tongue apparently giving quite the orgasm.

Beneath the clock, my eyes were drawn as three angels stepped into the room. White, black and red angel wings and halos, coupled with matching lingerie and thigh high laces to their high heels, made the ginger haired trio a stunning combination. More than that, I knew without doubt my wife, in white, had just entered the building with her sister, in the black, and intriguingly, her red-clad cousin Kasey. Although I hadn't known she was coming, I recognised Kasey in the company of my wife and sister-in-law due to her more fiery, redder hair and her lack of height, standing at a mere 5"1, although her stunning red heels added a few inches of course.

I had wondered if I would recognise Erica at the party. She'd be in disguise, and masked, of course. Somehow there's just something about her that I could never mistake. I recognised her mouth, her hair, her pale skin, long beautiful legs, flat stomach, pert c-cups... in fact every inch of her body, that I've spent so many moments loving, kissing, touching, licking in the years we've been together. The company she'd kept had made it a dead giveaway. Even if I'd somehow not clocked Erica, the two ginger women with the 5 foot redhead would have given me no chance of missing them.

The three were identical bar the colour of their costumes, ignoring Kasey's height and redder hair, of course. Lace, underwired half-cups barely covered their nipples, though strings flowed up to meet at a centre point between their collar bones. Their lacy panties had, on closer inspection, just a diamond of lace at the front, before the rest of the panties were made up of string wrapped intricately around their bodies. A half turn from Alice as she looked around showed me the back was all string too, showing off her pert arse cheeks as well as I knew it would Erica's and Kasey's too (For visualisation, should you wish - google: The Flirtatious Crotchless Brazilian lingerie). Their masks were in the colour of their lingerie, and diamante studded, each with silver trim, and covered their eyes, upper nose and cheeks.

I was almost disappointed I'd recognised the three so quickly, as it removed the anonymity for me, but I quickly realised, if anything, seeing the three of them walk in made me somehow even harder inside the nun, and my thrusts increased in tempo without conscious thought. The three of them were looking around the room with interest, and I saw Alice point a couple of times as they decided where to start their evening. I wondered if Kasey was planning to stay with the other two. I knew Alice had agreed to stay with Erica, or at least close by, through the night, but who knew what happily-married (I had thought!) Kasey's plans were!

Whatever they'd decided, the three looked around the room for a minute or so, sipping their drinks, before moving off in the direction I thought was towards where Tinkerbell had been earlier. They'd definitely all seen me, eight inches deep inside a nun while she ate out a cock-sucking cavegirl, but there were some people between us, and I'm pretty sure Erica and Kasey couldn't have recognised me from their glimpses and with the mask and wig. If Alice had spotted my costume and cottoned on, she certainly hadn't steered the group towards me.

As I watched the three move away, three perfect arses below the wings of angels, I realised my focus hadn't been on what I was doing and I'd slowed right down as I thrust into the nun. She was still moaning as she licked the cavegirl's pussy, but responded well to a renewed increase in speed of both my thrusts and the movements of my fingers against her clit.

After a few minutes, I began to pound hard and fast into the nun's tight, wet cunt and her moans increased in volume as she pulled away from the cavegirl to gasp at the onslaught. She began to push back into me as I thrust, pushing me deeper, harder, quicker, and with my fingers still rubbing her clit, she soon reached a climax, cumming hard and loud as she pressed her face down against the sofa. As her convulsions relaxed, she quickly turned around, my cock bouncing from her cunt as she shifted herself to sit up, my cock now in front of her face. She must have been able to tell from my own noises and movements that I was close, because she expertly finished me off with her hand within seconds, a thick jet of cum splashing onto her left cheek and her black veil, before a second shot landed on her ample cleavage. Slowing her hand, the nun leaned forwards and licked the last drops of cum from the tip of my cock, staring up into my eyes all the while. I couldn't help notice that behind her, the cavegirl was now laid flat on the sofa, spreadeagled with the lucha wrestler's face buried between her legs. The nun followed my gaze round, and flashed me a grin. Her scottish accent softly ended the moment, "I must take my leave, Braveheart. There is a debt to be paid," she laughed, before turning and climbing straight over to straddle the face of cavegirl, who immediately obliged the unspoken instruction to start repaying the orgasm.

I stayed where I was for a minute or so, watching and catching my breath as lucha libre stood to fuck cavegirl, then took a drink from a passing waitress and stepped back from the sofa to look around the room. A few of the audience members smiled at me, but let me pass. My erection had lowered to about three quarter mast, but the surroundings prevented too much shrinkage. I knew I'd need a few minutes at least before I was any use again, though, so I decided to see if I could spot the trio of angels, or if I could manage the much more difficult task of recognising Natalie or Holly with their costumes.

The angels were not hard to find. The three were still together, more or less right behind me, strolling away from the sofa I'd been on towards one of the side rooms. Judging by their trajectory, they very likely had been stood behind me, slightly to one side, watching as I shot hot spunk onto the face and chest of the nun. I wondered if they'd known it was me. Alice probably did, knowing my attire, but would she have told the others, or would she have left them ignorant? I thought probably the latter. It was early yet, after all.

The three beautiful bottoms served like a magnet, and it was only as they passed into a more dimly lit room that I stopped myself from following them in. Suddenly I had a dilemma. I wanted nothing more than to follow them in and start our own little foursome. Fucking the three angels would be enough to satisfy anyone on the planet, revisiting the foursome of mine and Erica's wedding night, and I could have left happy immediately afterwards... but was that the aim tonight? Would it be better to give them a while to let them do what they wanted without me knowing? Although I was intrigued to potentially see Erica with another man... which opened up another option, should I follow them in and just watch for a while?

I resolved that the latter was my preferred option for now. I couldn't be sure yet how Erica was feeling about the event, and with her misgivings I decided to stay close for a while, in case I was needed.

I followed the three women into the room, a hive of sex, with almost every surface occupied by a couple or group, and a huge circular platform in the centre, covered with cushions and a variety of toys, and with at least three different groups engaged in pleasuring each other at different points. The platform also had a sybian at its centre. I had a feeling Erica would end up using that at some point tonight. She'd always wanted to try one out. The party was definitely well underway, and there were couples and groups fucking to all sides. In a contrast to what I'd always imagined from an orgy, pretty much everybody was clothed still, presumably in the spirit of Hallowe'en... or in respect of the cost of some of the outfits! I wandered through the room, weaving through moaning women and gasping men, superheroes and emergency services abounding in this room, with my eyes peeled for the three angels. Looking to my left as I stepped over the legs of a zombie bride, my search was rewarded, spying them perched with a new drink each on a chaise-lounge near the central platform. They were currently watching a girl dressed as what looked to be a native American, Pocahontas perhaps, bent over the edge of the platform as she was fucked from behind by Superman. I couldn't help shaking my head in amusement at some of the couplings I'd already seen this Hallowe'en.

Avoiding the angels' eyeline, I stepped across to one of the small "bars" the waitresses were keeping stocked with free prosecco, wine and beers. I'd decided to stick with prosecco to avoid bloating and mixing drinks. Nobody needed a drunk idiot at the event, after all. I plucked a glass and melted into the shadows by the wall, watching as my wife, sister-in-law and their cousin observed pocahontas getting fucked.

It was a strange feeling, watching as they giggled and drank, refilling their glasses a couple of times as ten minutes or so went by. I knew none of the three had attended an orgy before, so a certain amount of dutch courage was to be expected. I was pleasantly surprised by the lack of pushiness as well, with women who were clearly just observing for the moment left well enough alone, although it was clear from the scenes around us that once sexual activity began then there was every chance they'd receive a hopeful cock dangling in front of their face before too long!

Around the room, other couples, or groups, were at various stages of sex. Aside from pocahontas, there was a schoolgirl being eaten out by a Roman, Harry Potter was fucking a policewoman, and in the only theme appropriate encounter I'd seen, a nurse being spitroasted by two doctors. There were more people on the far side of the room who I couldn't make out as well, but Alice looked to be watching what appeared to be a blow job in that direction, her hand between her legs. Closer to me, on a smaller round bed, two women who both appeared to be painted she-hulks were locked in a quiet 69 while a couple of men in suits rubbed their cocks as they watched. I considered joining them for a couple of minutes, but decided a bit of time to recharge while I took in the view of my wife and her relatives was a better choice.

It wasn't too long before my patience was rewarded. Four or five drinks in now, Kasey suddenly stood in front of the other two and stepped over to where pocahontas was being soundly fucked. Sitting back onto the edge of the raised circular platform, where she had a perfect view of the couple, but sideways on to me, with her red wings blocking my own view of the copulating pair, she sat with her legs apart and began to rub herself. As if they'd been awaiting her lead, Erica began to touch herself too, and Alice's legs parted as she began to touch herself more openly, though they remained where they were on the chaise-lounge.

As I'd worked out could be expected, Kasey was very quickly approached by a shadowy figure who'd been leaning against the far wall, similarly to me, I supposed, and observing, awaiting his moment. As they came into more light and remained colourless, I realised that the shadow was their costume. A ninja, wrapped in black, with only his eyes and mouth on show. He stepped to where Kasey was rubbing herself, dropped to his knees in front of her, and gave a bow, the sort you see offered before a duel in karate or judo. A grin spread across Kasey's face, and she offered a small bow in return, before grasping the hood of the ninja and pulling him firmly in to tongue her cunt.

As Kasey leaned back onto her elbows, eyes focused on the ninja between her legs, the movement of white wings caught my attention, and I saw Erica lean in to whisper to her sister. Alice nodded, and both girls stood. I couldn't help but admire the sight of the two of them, the angels of darkness and light, long legs wrapped tightly in straps up to their thighs and stunning bodies only just covered by their lingerie. The pair of them walked over to join Kasey on the edge of the platform, separating to climb up one to each side. Kasey smiled as Erica reached over to unclip the clasp at the gap between her collar bones, and lowered the bra, releasing her breast from the red half-cups, and immediately dipped her head to kiss the small, hard nipple. Alice's matching movements from the other side saw Kasey's mouth open in a small gasp as the points of her pleasure were increased.

I quickly moved around the wall, past the two she-hulks, to a position where I was face on to Kasey. The view was incredible. Although her crotch was blocked by the head of the ninja, watching the white and black angels licking and sucking on the red angel's nipples was quite the sight. I already knew there was no sitting back and watching, but I knew I had to control myself a bit longer before I went to join the angelic host.