Erica's Man: Hallowe'en Havoc

As a fourth, and then a fifth cock joined the devil, Zorro and Superman clearly in need of a blow job, I decided the time to take my erection elsewhere had arrived, and backed away, Devil offering a quick wink as she continued to tend four dicks of varying sizes.

Looking around, I saw that Tinkerbell was still attended by three men, although one of the men in suits sucking at her nipples had been replaced by a doctor, and Captain America was now stood between her legs, hips thrusting forward into her. I couldn't help notice that the dainty blonde's pretty lips were unoccupied, and walked over, letting my length, poking out again from under my kilt, hover above her mouth. Tinkerbell needed no encouragement, immediately reaching up with her right hand and stroking along the shaft, locking eyes with me as she pulled me into her mouth. Gasping and moaning as she sucked my cock, the blowjob lacked the impact of the one I'd just received, but I enjoyed watching her being filled as she noisily took me as deep in her throat as she could. Suit, who had been playing with Tink's nipple, stood beside me now and she took his cock into her hand, while the doctor attending the other nipple also sensed a change in the emphasis here, standing and rubbing himself beside her until she took her hand from me and grasped it herself. Now Tinkerbell had four cocks to worry about, with mine in her mouth, both hands occupied and Captain America still going at her pussy hard and fast.

I was fucking Tinkerbell's mouth now, with the lack of a helping hand from her, as she rubbed the two other men around her, and a couple of other men circled around to watch, a caveman and a wizard (think Merlin here, not Harry Potter) both rubbing at their own cocks as they watched and, I assumed, waited their turn. Surprisingly, the suited man beside me was first to step back, allowing Merlin to get onto the receiving end of Tinkerbell's ministrations. I had a feeling that Captain America wouldn't last much longer, so I relinquished my claim on her mouth as a very calculated decision. Almost immediately - no more than a minute later, Captain America pulled out of the fairy and shot his load well up her body, covering her green dress (bunched just below her tits, admittedly) and belly, as well as her bare mound. A few drops even caught her tits.

I had already decided I wanted to be next inside the young girl - I reckoned around 19/20 from her face and body, though I could easily be wrong, but I was beaten by the sudden approach of a tuxedo clad fellow, top hat and cane failing to distract from the fact his cock was well below average. Still, Tinkerbell seemed to enjoy being hammered away at, and after a couple of minutes, Sir Tophat's thick string of cum joined Captain America's, splashing up her belly. Tophat's sudden retreat surprised me. With the speed of his ejaculation I'd half expected crying, not a callous display of indifference as he fucked and disappeared, leaving the room almost as quickly as he'd appeared. He was replaced almost as quickly though, by the doctor who'd been sucking Tinkerbell's nipple, and I realised another suited man was now being wanked off on the other side of Tinkerbell, who seemed to have nothing in the world on her mind other than which direction the next cock was coming from. I was rubbing myself by her legs now, something I'd not expected to do tonight, but with both her hands and her mouth and pussy filled, there wasn't much option, other than detach myself from the group, I supposed.

I'd decided I was a part of this gangbang though, and looked around at the other men involved. It wasn't an intimidating atmosphere for Tinkerbell, at least... she seemed very happy slurping away on a couple of cocks now, switching sides every few seconds, as well as wanking off what had become five people, her hands also moving to find a new cock every few seconds. Certainly her moans and gasps were those of someone enjoying herself as the third person in a matter of minutes now ejaculated onto her mound. As a pirate stepped forward - a pretty good Jack Sparrow costume, I noticed - to take his place between Tinkerbell's legs, I glanced round the group. There wasn't quite a queue... but it had become clear that a fair number of men had decided that spunking on Tinkerbell was on their priority list. It was certainly an experience, and as someone who's not seen all that many cocks up close, there was a larger variety of shapes and sizes than perhaps I'd expected. Turning my attention back to Tinkerbell, I saw that both cocks near her mouth had changed, and her face and chest wore the sticky, white rewards of her ministrations. As I watched, a guy stood by her ejaculated onto her perky tits... I didn't think she'd actually touched him herself, and thought to myself, "What's the point? With all the women here... why just wank yourself off?"

I decided I'd waited enough, and moved quickly to take over when the pirate pulled out. Tinkerbell's puffy, red, well fucked lips welcomed me inside easily. Luckily I'm thick enough to still feel a little tightness from her heavily used vagina, but as I began to thrust... nothing on my mind here other than leaving a deposit of cum to join the others on the taut stomach of this young blonde... I noticed a big, bald, black guy, dressed in nothing but a leopard print loincloth, had joined the group nearby and a quick glance downwards told me I was glad I was fucking her before him.

As I fucked the girl, at least three more men climaxed onto her body. One onto her tits and another two loads joining the pool accumulating on her belly. Tinkerbell herself was lost in the moment, drunk on cock, eyes closed, moaning and gasping, tongue and mouth constantly searching for her next mouthful while her hands rubbed as many shafts as she could find. While I could appreciate the allure of a woman so far gone into her own inner slut, it was an unusual feeling, being just one of a whole raft of cocks. With Erica's preference being to invite more women into our bedroom, I had always been outnumbered, my cock being the focal point for a number of women. Here, I was just one of many, and I was fairly sure Tinkerbell would never know I'd been inside her. I'm not sure it's something I'd choose to do again, but at least I'd tried it now. Losing myself in the task of making myself cum, I realised I was essentially using this young woman's cunt to masturbate, and knew I wouldn't likely be joining a gangbang again. I like the intimacy of sex too much. Still, I pounded away at the girl's sopping wet pussy, a mix of her juices and the cum of several other men providing plenty of lubrication. It took me a few minutes to reach climax, longer than the others I'd seen, and another two men had left loads on her from the side, but eventually I was able to put my reservations to one side and shoot cum onto her mound and stomach.

I pulled my cock from her and backed away, watching as I was immediately replaced by a Roman Centurion. I was almost regretting my choice to take part... a former erotic fantasy now a realisation of a distinct lack of intimacy and almost an anti-climax, despite the evidence I'd left on her pale skin. I put it down to experience and focused on the positive. Another sexual experience, and in its own way, I'd enjoyed it.

I didn't stay to watch any further, though. Leaving Tinkerbell to her cum-drunk revelry among a crowd of erections, I decided to search out something more to my taste. After a short pause to hydrate - water was now readily available alongside the prosecco, wine and beers, and well needed after three ejaculations at this point - I left this particular side room and eyed the clock as I walked past. It was deep into the evening at this point, and sex was everywhere. There were still observers, of course. Some costumes seemed entirely untouched, and although I couldn't say for certain they were, it seemed reasonable to assume some people came just to watch, although I didn't see the point in that myself. There were others resting here, too. It made sense that this central area, with plenty of water, and other drinks, made for a good rest area for those moving between rooms... and between fucks, as I was.

I wondered what my wife was doing right now. Was she still eating pussy? Being fucked? Perhaps she was surrounded by men right now like Tinkerbell had been, an angel instead of a fairy at the centre of a gangbang? Was she still with Alice and Kasey? I couldn't help wondering, and decided to find out. I resolved to stay away... I'd fucked all three already tonight of course, but I had to see.

I wandered back to the room I had left them in. The room was just as full as before, couples and groups entwined to all sides. I saw Erica immediately. I'd been right about her testing the sybian, and she was currently astride the machine, perfect body rigid and her mouth hanging open in pleasure at the vibrations as I found her deep in another orgasm. Currently, she was alone, an orgasmic angel overlooking her sexual lair, and I wondered where Alice and Kasey were. Moving slightly deeper into the room, I spotted the pair on the platform beyond the sybian, Kasey sat on the face of what looked to be a naval officer while Alice bounced up and down on the same man's cock. Two perfect angels in the throes of passion. Although I ached to get involved again, I simply enjoyed watching the pair for a few minutes, continuing to rest, but my tired cock beginning to stir again as I watched. I knew I could go again at least once before the night was over, and with the blood starting to return south, I decided to move on to find another coupling for myself.

Leaving the room again, a glance back showing me Erica was playing with her nipples now, putting on a bit of a show for a girl who appeared to be dressed as Princess Jasmine. I wandered back through the grand hall and sought out another side room, stepping into another dimly lit den of debauchery. As expected, groups and couplings were everywhere, many more people stripped naked in here than the other rooms. I wondered if it was the costumes being less expensive or just if we'd reached the time of the night that people were more interested in the sex than the costume part of it. Not that there were no costumes... Smurfette was in this room, still wearing her white dress and floppy hat, although her dress was lowered to show a fine pair of blue breasts as she rode an Elvis impersonator.

Looking around the room as I stepped slowly past cock-sucking, pussy eating, fucking pairs and groups. my erection returned. I selected a glass of prosecco again from the tall table holding drinks by the wall, continuing to look around, my eyes settling on a small group of girls on a small platform at various stages of undress, my erection strengthening by the second as I enjoyed watching their skin writhe against each other, tongues, fingers, dildos and vibrators bringing a consistent chorus of moans and gasps from the group.

Beyond the group, stepping slowly among the throng of bodies, I spied the two Greek Goddesses I'd seen earlier. Both wore matching costumes, gold trimmed white dresses, loose folding sitting like a toga, triangles covering their breasts with cut outs showing their sides down to the hips. The dresses hung low at the back, down to their ankles, but were very short at the front, only covering a couple of inches of thigh below where their mounds must be. They wore sandals laced up to the knee, pale blue-painted toes on show. The pair were coming closer to me, and settled themselves on on a wide, round bed, nearby, also watching the writhing mass of lesbian eroticism. The darker haired of the two quickly shuffled further back on the bed, sitting back against the headboard with her legs apart, hand reaching between her thighs to play with herself. The blonde stayed on the edge of the bed, also reaching down between her thighs as she watched the women on the platform.

Greek Goddess always has been high on my list of fantasies, if not right at the top, so I knew this was an opportunity I couldn't ignore. Stepping forwards, and approaching around the lesbian mass, I decided to throw myself into role, kneeling before the blonde on the edge of the bed. Bending, I kissed her sandal clad feet, staying prostrated in front of her, eyeing the pale blue polish. The colour tugged at my memory for some reason. I pushed the thought from my mind as a finger pressed up against my chin, lifting me back to a kneeling position. The blonde goddess peered into my eyes for a few seconds from behind her mask, then turned to her partner and mouthed my name. Suddenly I remembered why the pale-blue colour was familiar. It was a favourite of Holly's, and clearly Nat had matched her for the night. Now that I'd noticed that, I recognised both women's features below their masks, though I thought I might not have if Nat hadn't let Holly know she'd recognised me.

The dark haired goddess, who I now knew to be my colleague and many-time lover, Holly, scooted down the bed to sit alongside her friend. "A worshiper?" she chimed, playing along, lifting my chin herself now to inspect my face. "He'll do," she finally said, a smirk playing across her lips. I had already decided to continue with the roleplay while they did, so returned my head to a bowed position when she let me.

"Your servant, Goddesses," I intoned. "What will be your pleasure?"

The pair chuckled as I peered up at them, and Natalie spread her legs, revealing her pink, shaven pussy lips, glistening with her natural lubricant. I bowed my head, then took her right foot in my hand and kissed her ankle. Kissing between each gap in the sandal strap, I slowly made my way up her leg, finally reaching the bottom of her thigh and caressing up her calf with my other hand. My kisses slowly moved up the soft skin of her thigh and I heard her breathing speed increase as I reached the top of her leg. I worked my kisses up, over her mound, deliberately avoiding the waiting gap between her legs, and then slowly moved part way down the other thigh, before doing the same again in the opposite direction.

Holly moved herself around to kneel behind her friend, peering down over her shoulder. I imagine it was almost like a POV film - the view of me working my way to her pussy, but it was actually her friend in front... for now. Finally, small moans coming from Natalie's mouth told me it was time to stop playing, and I kissed her lips, treating them almost as a mouth. Like a mouth, my kisses soon brought forth my tongue, rooting quickly upwards between the soaked lips to find her engorged clit. Natalie moaned with pleasure as I explored her cunt with my tongue, rolling over and flicking at her clit alternating with running my tongue up and down her wet groove. I devoted myself to the task of making her cum, my hands wrapped round her thighs and face buried in her pussy. A glance upwards showed me the blonde was leaned back into her best friend now, Holly's arms wrapped round her and one hand inside the folds of her toga, fondling her double D chest.

Holly's groping of her friend already pushed past what the pair had engaged with each other the last time we'd had a threesome, their focus then being on me without touching each other. Since then, though, Holly's threesome the following night with myself and Erica, and apparently Natalie's own explorations with her new boyfriend, seemed to have opened the two up to offering each other more physicality. I couldn't help but hope my two colleagues would engage in fully fucking each other as well as myself!

I continued to eat Natalie's cunt, gaining gasping, moaning validation that I was moving her the right way, and as her moans came faster I slid two fingers easily inside her and began to thrust, quickly bringing her to orgasm. Holly kissed Natalie as the blonde came, and I glimpsed her playing with her nipple as a shift in Natalie's body to face more towards her friend brought her breast from beneath the white folds.

Standing, I leaned forwards to take the nipple from Holly's fingers into my mouth, sucking and licking as the girls kissed, and Holly's hand stretched forward to grasp my cock beneath my raised kilt, stroking slowly along my length.

As Nat regained her composure, she turned to face her friend, continuing to kiss her before easing her onto her back, forcing Holly to release my erection. Natalie shuffled forwards on all fours until her soaked pussy hovered above her friend's face. Holly wasted no time in pulling Nat down to sit on her face and I saw her tongue delve into the blonde's pussy. I was surprised at the speed at which this had developed and wondered if the two had developed a closer bond than I'd realised since the last time we'd slept together, or if it was just the costumes and masks providing a blurring of the boundaries of their relationship. Either way, it certainly seemed the pair were no longer tentative about touching each other.

I knelt again, this time unobserved by the pair, with Natalie sat on Holly's face, as I turned my attention to Holly's shaven cunt. Again, I started low on her calf, kissing my way up to finally slide my tongue between her pink lips, glistening in anticipation as she in turn ate out her best friend. I used a similar technique as I had with Natalie, focusing on using my tongue until I felt her writhing increase in urgency, before sliding two fingers in to thrust into her. Holly's orgasm came with more speed than Nat's had, and seemingly more powerfully, her whole body stiffening as her back arched and her thighs clamped around my head.

I lapped Holly's orgasmic juices for a few seconds before standing again between her legs. Moving the kilt to split once more around my erection, I positioned the head at Holly's soaked hole and slowly pressed between her lips. Holly's cunt has always enveloped me with tight warmth, and this was no different, the slick walls of her vagina pressing around my cock as I slid into her. The brunette goddess gasped as I entered her. her tongue pausing in its exploration of her friend, before resuming its efforts as I slowly began to move back and forth, sliding easily in and out of her well-lubricated cunt. I lifted her legs to rest above my elbows as I positioned myself to push deeper inside, drawing another gasp as I pressed every inch inside her, all the way to the balls.

Sliding now all the way into Holly with each thrust, I increased the speed of my hips to develop a steady motion as I fucked her, moans escaping from my colleague with regularity now as her own attention to her friend's pussy was compromised. I reached down to rub her clit as I ploughed deep into her moist furrow, gently pushing her closer to orgasm with every circular motion or rub over the engorged button even as I continued to fuck her. Indeed, soon enough I felt the familiar contraction of Holly's cunt around my cock as she squealed her pleasure to the two or three watchers we'd gained. I was a way from cumming, so pulled free and knelt before her to lap her juices from her pussy.

Nat's face appeared in front of me and I realised she had turned 180 degrees, while retaining her position astride her best friend's mouth. Natalie leaned towards me and we kissed, tongues exploring each other's mouths, before the blonde lowered her head to allow her tongue to explore Holly's freshly fucked cunt instead. The comfort with which Natalie and Holly had both slipped their tongues into each other's pussies told me they'd almost certainly explored each other before now, and I couldn't help being a little disappointed not to have been there the first time... though this was definitely making up for it. The two women in a 69 position now, I stood and climbed onto the bed, making my way round the back of Natalie to where Holly's tongue was lapping between her legs.