Locktober at Pine Lake

"Will you do something naughty for me? Brooke questioned Brad and patiently awaited his answer.

"Yes." Brad hesitantly responded. Not sure what she had in mind.

"Tell me how much you want to eat my used pussy." Brooke hissed as she continued stroking the head of Brad's confined cock with the tip of her finger.

"I want to feel your hot cum filled pussy drain into my mouth, taste your silky slick pussy as you cum again." Brad breathlessly admitted.

"You know what I can't stop thinking about? You, watching another man cum in me, and you giving me another orgasm with your tongue while you clean me up. How hot would that be?" Brooke whispered. Taking it up a notch once again. Now it wasn't just his own cum, but another mans too.

Brooke took her finger and held it up showing Brad she had once again retrieved his clear precum. She swirled it around her nipple and then offered it up for him to lick. Brad licked around her nipple trying to relish the slickness she had left for him.

"You nasty little boy." She giggled as she once again scooped up some of his uncontrollable leaking.

This time she held up her finger and allowed some of his goo to drip from her finger hanging in the air like a bungy jumper off a bridge. Brad knew exactly what she wanted from him, and he wanted it too. He caught the bottom of the strand with the tip of his tongue and followed it up to its source. He eagerly excepted her finger into his mouth where she swirled the rest off onto his waiting tongue.

The final movie was over, and the resort liaison was back on screen once again.

"We hope you enjoyed your time with us this Locktober, and we look forward to seeing you at the party tomorrow night. There will be lots of fun and games and plenty of amazing costumes. Please accept our heartfelt thank you for being a part of this special occasion. We have placed costumes in your closet for tomorrow and hope you will do your best to make this the most amazing Halloween party on the planet."

Brooke jumped up and went to the closet to see what costume they had given to her. She flung the door open to see a large pair of white angel wings hanging. There was a mini skirt and halo as well, making up a sexy little angel costume she instantly loved. Next to the sexy angle costume was a hanger with a pair of black pants a black shirt and a stiff white collar. Brooke and Brad would be going as an angle and a priest.

The final day at the lake was ideal weather. They spent the day relaxing and just enjoying the peaceful time together. They had gone a whole month and didn't see the two owners and people they now considered friends of theirs Nick and Kim. More than once they had asked staff and were only told; "They are busy getting ready for the final party of the season".

That evening, Brooke took her time making sure her makeup and hair was perfect. She wanted to be the sexiest angel ever and damn it if she hadn't succeeded. Brad didn't really have to do much other than shower and brush his hair. His simple black clothes didn't require much fussing at all. Although it didn't take Brad long to get dressed it was difficult to concentrate on what he was doing. His month-long tease was taking a toll on him. His dick was constantly aware when Brooke was near and seeing her getting out of the shower and bouncing around was causing his member to uncontrollable weep. His poor dick looked like a sad puppy waiting in a cage for someone to adopt him. A few more hours he thought. The promise to remove it after admittance to the party was his source of hope and inspiration.

Brooke was finally done getting ready for the party and came out of the bathroom for Brad to see. Brad had always appreciated Brooke's beauty but seeing her at that point hit him like a ton of bricks. He had the most beautiful wife in the world. Sure, he loved her but at this moment what he was feeling was pure lust. He wanted to chew through that cable and remove his cage so he could fuck this beautiful angel.

"You ready?" Brooke smiled. The double entendre was not lost on either of them.

He was ready alright, ready to fuck the shit out of his beautiful wife, but for now he would have to suffice with just ready for the party.

Brad offered up his arm and Brooke graciously accepted. The two walked out the door arm in arm towards the Pine Lake nightclub, Brads mind distracted by his manhood weeping for a chance at his lovely angel.

As Brooke and Brad approached the club, they could see there were two lines. One that snaked back and forth with dozens of people in it and another that had a sign saying LOCKTOBER PARTICIPANTS that was much shorter. Brad was all too eager to get in and get his cage off, so he was pleased to see the shorter option.

"Oh, you look amazing." The women in front of them commented, her date agreeing with her.

"Good luck in the contest she added, before turning around and moving forward in line.

Brooke was focused on the question of what contest while Brad was focused on the privacy booth at the front of the line that appeared to be a "ticket check". Sure, enough, when it was their turn the two were called forward and into the booth much like an airport scanner calling you forward to check you for contraband. Brad was instructed to drop his pants and present his numbered tag as proof he had held fast to his commitment of chastity. After a thorough examination of the cable and cage to make sure no attempt at removal had been made, and the tags number was verified against the records, the cable was cut, and the cage removed.

"Welcome to the Exotic Erotic Halloween Ball at Pine Lake." The welcoming staff member announced as he motioned for them to step forward.

There were already a lot of people inside dancing and mingling enjoying the final party of the season. Everyone was dressed up for the occasion in costumes. There was and Aladdin with a Jeanie a faro and goddess, sexy cops, sexy pirates, sexy vampires, let's just say lots and lots of sexy couples. For the first time in a month, they saw some familiar faces. People they had met a year earlier when they had first come to the lake. After an hour or so of mingling and getting some drinks at the bar they decided to join some of their old friends and new faces on the dance floor.

For the next few hours everyone danced and played typical party games. The crowd grew loud with laughter and cheers as everyone was having a great time when the pulsing lights and loud music came to an abrupt stop.

The room went black as a deep raspy voice came over the sound system.

"Welcome to the annual Exotic Erotic Halloween party at Pine Lake. I am pleased so many of you have returned. Every year we have a special ceremony that many of you have witnessed and some of you have participated in. This year is no different. You will select, you will relish, and I will welcome this year's selection."

The darkness of the room gave way to an ominous red glow, as the villainous voice continued.

"Participants of this year's Locktober come to the front."

The crowd on the dance floor parted like the red sea moving out of the way of those who were trying to make their way forward. Brooke enthusiastically took Brad's hand and made her way forward, almost dragging him. She was certainly more eager to participate in whatever this was than Brad was.

A few seconds later a line of couples was facing the crowd in what had become apparent was a costume contest. There was a pirate and his wench, a chief and his squaw, a pilot and stewardess, a gladiator and his empress, along with many others. The voice bellowed once again.

"Decide..." The nefarious voice commanded.

Brad saw a figure cloaked in black stand behind the first couple, a gorgeous woman dressed as a nurse and her attending doctor. The cloaked collaborator waited until the clapping died down and moved to the next couple. One by one the dark figure moved down the line stopping at each couple and waiting for the crowd's response.

Once it was their turn, Brooke couldn't help but bust out with a huge smile when she heard the response from the crowd. They were clapping vigorously until she spun around to give them a good look of her back side. Brooke loved the attention and couldn't help but try to win any way she could. She took the energy of the onlookers and used it to flip up her skirt showing them her bare ass.

The crowd went wild screaming and yelling, whistling, and stomping their feet. It took a minute or two for the crowd to die down enough that the cloaked figure could move to the final couple.

"Is this your choice?" The voice inquired, once again with a deep, slow, and ominous inflection, as the dark figure once again held their hand over Brooke.

Once again, the crowd went crazy with hoots and hollers. They all seemed to agree. The angel and priest were this year's winners.

"So, it shall be." The deep voice declared.

The cloaked figure stepped in front of the contestants and motioned for them to follow one another in a single file line. The red lights faded and were replaced by bright white house lights as the line of participants disappeared into the night.

"Will everyone please get settled, get a drink, get a seat, get a partner to lean against and get ready for the most amazing ceremony you have ever seen." A pleasant voice beamed from the speakers.

Everyone cleared the dance floor leaving it empty as the lights once again shifted. The dance floor went dark as the house lights came up and people quickly found a good place to plant themselves. A few minutes later the house lights once again went dark. The room was silent as the red glow revealed a sight to behold.

There was a large black rug now covering the dance floor. It had a design traced in it with thick red lines reminiscent of a satanic ritual. Rather than a star though, this design was much different. It was clearly a large heart outline with horns and a tail. There were two thrones facing the crowd with a small, raised platform between them positioned at the back of the rug ready to be occupied by the honored couple.

The single file line of contestants returned this time with all of them wearing a black cloak, heads down so they were indistinguishable from one another. Half of them walked across the rug and stopped turning to face the other half of the group.

Onlookers remained silent as the cloaked figures stood facing each other motionless. The two thrones ready to receive their honored guests. A gasp escaped one of the audience members as the two ominous red figures entered the light.

It was two familiar people, Nick, and Kim but both were barely recognizable. They were both dressed up as devils. Not the cute loveable devil with playful horns but the raw powerful shirtless figures of the depths. Although they were both shirtless, both had on crotch less skintight bottoms. What made this outfit different though was rather than their own genitals being exposed by the hold in their tights, there instead hung a red silicon phallus. Kim's was slightly more slender and considerably shorter than Nick's, but both were ruff and barbed like what you would expect from the kind of entities they were portraying.

"Welcome and enjoy." Was all Nick said, as he took his seat trying to stay in character.

Like Nick, Kim was in full costume her skin painted red like his and her breast just as bear. Her horns were smaller and less threatening, but she carried a pitchfork that looked deadly. Certainly not a cheap plastic toy.

"You may go to your partner." She directed the group.

With that everyone on both sides dropped their robes and revealed their naked bodies to the audience. Like a bunch of starved animals, they rushed to one another meeting at the center of the rug inside the heart outline. Everyone was now in the arms of their beloved partner except for one person standing alone looking on without a partner. It was poor Brad. Brooke was nowhere to be found and he was left all alone without a partner.

One by one the couples fell to the floor in a passionate embrace. Each frantically trying to please their date. Soon there were moans and grunts filling the room as couple after couple engaged in sexual gratification. Brad stood there looking on as his arousal became apparent. He was carrying around a months' worth of frustration and wanted nothing more than to release it when he noticed Brooke had finally joined the party.

One of the robbed associates had brought Brooke in and guided her to the small, raised platform between Nick and Kim. There she knelt her wings having been removed but her halo still in place. She obediently watched the couples before her as they feverishly fucked. One by one the men came inside of their partners, screaming out in cheerful ecstasy, and one by one they pulled out and dove in to clean up their respective mess.

Brad took his gaze off the mangled mess of bodies in the center of the carpet to see what was going on with Brooke. Brooke's face was a billboard of lust. Her tongue was running back and forth across her upper lip as her breathing heaved her sagging tits up and down. She was on all fours her ass high in the air as both Nick and Kim rubbed her dripping pussy, while she watched each of the men doing exactly what she had fantasized about now for weeks. The more the men ate the wetter Brooke got. The wetter Brooke got the more Nick and Kim slammed into her with their fingers. This wasn't the first time Brad had watched Brooke approach climax and it surely wouldn't be the last.

Each man eventually finished cleaning up his partner and stood up returning to the starting spot next to Brad. Once everyone had returned to their standing position, they stood there naked, silent and still.

Brooke was led off the podium to the center of the heart and instructed to lay on her back.

"Wait no more." Kim called out as she motioned with her pitchfork for Brad to come forward and towards his waiting wife.

Brad's hard on cut though the warm club air like a sharp axe. He had never wanted to fuck his wife more than at this very moment. Brad could smell her aroma as he got close, her glistening pussy dripping with desire. He knew that look on Brooke's face. He had seen it before, usually from across the room as she was about to be fucked by another man. This time it was him getting the pleasure of her hot cunt. Brad knelt between her legs and completely forgot about the hundred plus people watching them as he dove into her tight warm hole. It had been over a month since he felt the warmth of her body on his cock and the first touch sent a jolt up his spine. Brooke let out a moan of approval as he pulled back and pressed forward for a second pump.

Brad's excitement got the better of him and he lost control. He was merely three of four pumps in when he felt the unstoppable urge take hold. He had no control at all, he couldn't hold off. At that point he couldn't have stopped it with a rubber band and a sledgehammer. He was about to cum and there was no other choice. As he came, he let out a grunt that was a powerful as the months long deposit he was making.

Brooke was flattered that Brad was that excited by her but disappointed he didn't last a little longer. As excited as she was, she hadn't orgasmed yet.

Nick, staying in character, let out an evil laugh.

"Now I'll show you how it's done little man."

Kim got up and stuck her pitchfork in front of Brad's chest pushing him up and directing him away from his still wanting wife. Kim pushed Brad aside and took his place between her legs.

Kim rocked her body up and down, sliding her barbed red cock on Brooke's swollen pussy, glazing the silicon rod. Brooke was obsessed with desire reaching up to Kim and pulling her closer. Kim rewarded Brooke's exuberance with a deep lustful kiss sliding her tongue deep into Brooke's pleading mouth.

"Watch how she gives of herself." Nick bellowed like the devil he was portraying.

Brooke moaned as Kim continued her possession, slowly working Brooke into a lather.

Brad was fixated on Brooke's breathing. She was nearly panting with desire as Kim finally let the tip of her female cock slide into the dripping folds of a wanton pussy. Gradually Kim let Brooke have more and more of the veined monster as she fucked Brooke in front of the crowd and her waiting husband.

Brooke's head slowly tossing from side to side while she cried out. Kim sped up her thrusts and fucked Brooke harder and harder forcing her to have her much anticipated first orgasm. Kim kept up her vigorous pace until Brooke placed her hands on Kim's chest as if to beg her to ease up.

Kim knew exactly how to react and gently eased herself out of Brooke only to have her absence quickly filled by the much larger and veiner monster hanging between Nick's legs.

Nick grunted and growled as he mercilessly fucked Brooke. It was obvious he wasn't going to get any pleasure out of it aside from the knowledge he would have a woman completely helpless crying for him to spare her. The power of his position was intensified by the imagery of his costume, and it was working quite well. Brooke was crying out completely caught up in the moment. She was imagining herself being fucked by the devil himself and lost in the sinful lust of it. Her brain was now controlled by her body not the other way around. Her mind gave up and allowed her to let go completely. She had no control at all. Her body was on fire and every stroke of his cock felt as if it was digging into her soul.

Kim positioned herself so Brooke had no choice but to suck the slimy goo coating the barbed cock now at her lips. Brad was as helpless as Brooke. He too was on fire with desire. His deflated ego was responding to the show and was once again rising to the occasion.

Nick slowed his pace as Brooke's scream escaped around the spiked intruder slamming into her mouth. Her second orgasm of the night came like an avalanche rolling down the mountain gaining steam and lasting for miles.

Kim pulled away from Brooke's latched lips and motioned for Brad to come lay next to her. Kim's removal caused a pop and sent a clear message to the whole room, Brooke knew how to suck a cock. Even a fake one.

Brad complied, desperately wanting to get back with Brooke. He laid down on his back as Kim instructed and waited. Nick had slowed his pace but was still steadily fucking Brooke with his monster cock, when he abruptly pulled out, leaving her pussy gaping open.

The whole room got a good look at the inner workings of a slut as her pussy hung open completely abused. With a little help from Kim, Brooke got up on her hands and knees and straddled her husband's face. He was inches from her pussy as it hung open pleading to be filled again.

Brad looked up as the knurled red cock once again pushed into Brooke's wide-open hole. He could see the juices building up in the fake behemoth as small threads of his cum mixed with hers started to be drawn out of her. The longer Nick fucked her the more juices flowed from deep within her and dripped down onto Brad's tongue, now struggling to reach her clit as she rode past again and again. Every now and then Nick would pull himself out of her slut hole long enough to let it attempt to regain its modest size then quickly slide back in to remind her what she was built to please. Brooke was wild with desire. Two orgasms in and she was hotter than ever.

Nick knew just how to keep her on the edge of another orgasm. Pulling free and plunging back as he saw fit. Brad was just as hot as he took every opportunity, he could to get his tongue in Brooke's slimy cave. Finally, Nick pulled away and let Brooke relax a minute, lowering herself onto her husband for support.

"That's a good boy, clean that cunt." Kim cooed with approval, as Brad wiggled his pallet inside his delicious wife.