Wilder West Ch. 02

On the saloon stage Madame Rushnova opened herself to the energy in the hotel. The alcohol and beautiful whores walking around in revealing dress had lowered the crowd's inhibitions and raised its libido, leaving people more open to the spirit world around them. They weren't trying to reach out like the small group around her table was, but the energy was just as good and the old Gypsy funneled it into the magical crystal ball that had been handed down for generations among her tribe in the old country. She had already felt the dead pressing close around on this night when the veil between the two worlds was at its thinnest, but now with the bright spirit of the woman she had selected acting like a flame to moths and the energy of the seekers and the crowd pushing out to part the veil of death she knew it wouldn't be long before one of the shadows of life would flow into the crystal.

Molly felt the flutter of excited anticipation when her helpers passed along word that guests had finally begun making their way through the maze of terrifying pleasures. She was the spider at the center of the web and took another look around to make sure everything was ready for the flies. She signaled for the lanterns in the room to be doused, leaving just a wide array of candles scattered throughout to lend an eerie glow to the room. Then she settled herself to wait for her first victims, er, guests.

By the time the Senator was released the ghostly hands had opened his trousers and pulled his swelling penis out through his fly. The Governor didn't regain his feet until his vest and shirt had been unbuttoned. The strong hands had then pushed the bemused politicians along to the next station on their journey and prepared themselves for their next visitors.

As each man, and some women, passed through the various rooms of the haunted house he or she was alternately spooked by creepy apparitions and molested by ghostly hands. Each room became more sexually oriented the farther in you went. Near the end the visitor would come across a young woman apparently committing suicide by kicking over the stool she stood upon and hanging herself from a beam overhead. Red, fire-like lighting would come up, indicating the woman had gone to Hell for her sin. Scantily dressed demons appeared from the darkness around her and two pulled the suicide's legs apart while a third used a penis-shaped dildo on the end of a pole to violate her pussy. After some rigorous stroking the dildo was removed and offered to one of the other demon's black-lipped mouths.

While that demon slut sucked on the faux cock another female demon would make her way to the visitor's crotch and suck his cock or her pussy for a few moments before taking him or her by the hand and thrusting him/her through the final curtain to where Molly waited.

Marie Antoinette, at the table with Madame Rushnova, was silent in shock. The shifting smoke inside the ball had taken the shape of her dead father's head. He had been telling her how he missed her and how he regretted not spending more time at home with her instead of at his store.

To the Roma medium the spirit's shape and words were as clear as they were to the dead man's daughter. The people close by who were most in tune with the portal that had been opened to the other side saw a form that was almost head-shaped and a sound like buzzing bees or someone overhead from a far distance. The next layer of spectators could only see swirling smoke inside the globe. But everyone could hear "Marie's" side of the conversation.

"Daddy, I thought you stayed away because you didn't love me, that you were disappointed I wasn't a son," she said sadly to her father.

"Oh, my angel, that is so completely the opposite of what I felt. I hid my feelings so long while I was alive, but from this side I don't seem to be able to hide things or to lie. I realize now that one of the reasons I stayed away more and more as you got older was because I wanted to fuck you so bad."

The young woman's eyes went even wider and her jaw dropped. "You wanted to fuck me?" she asked, which made the spectators' eyes open.

"Yes," the ghost admitted. "Each year as you became more and more beautiful I would have more and more wicked thoughts about you. If you hadn't gone back East for college when you did I might have acted on those thoughts."

"Oh, Daddy! I wish you had." Now her eyes went down in shame as she made her own admission. "I used to sneak to your room on some nights and if I heard you making love to Momma I would crack your door open and peek. When I watched you stroking in and out of her I wished so much that it was me you were fucking."

"Oh, my darling girl," the phantom answered with a wry smile. "What pleasures we would have shared. But at least now you know the truth. Never think again that your father didn't love you. I loved you from the beginning and I will love you forever." With the last words the head of smoke collapsed in on itself leaving the man's bemused daughter staring at a milky globe.

She looked up at the old crone with a smile. "My daddy loves me. He really loves me." Then she rose from her seat and wandered off into the crowd, not noticing the odd looks she was getting. She'd been so deep into her trance that she didn't realize everyone had heard her describe her sexual fantasies about her father. But she wouldn't be the only one admitting or living out fantasies this Halloween night.

When silver mine owner Jacob Smits entered the final room of the haunted house his massive organ was reaching out from his fly like a divining rod homing in on water. Only it was a different liquid this 10" pole was seeking out -- pussy juice. And there it was. On a slightly elevated dais ahead of him some mattresses were laid out and on those mattresses was an appropriately devilish sight for this night of darkness.

A Chinese girl was kneeling naked, arms and face on the mattress, ass up in the air. Behind her on all fours was another naked woman with her face buried in the Chinese girls' crotch. The flowing red hair covering the China girl's ass told him he had found Mistress Molly. Behind her was yet another naked woman on all fours, this one with a head full of black hair feasting hungrily on the best piece of pussy Jacob had ever fucked.

As he stared entranced at the delightful tableaux two helpers, one dressed as an angel, the other as a devil, came up to him and finished taking off the clothes that hadn't already been stripped from him on his walk through the haunted house. Soon they had him down to just his trousers and drawers pooled around his ankles, stopped by his shoes.

While the angel worked on the laces on his right, the devil went after his unencumbered cock, grabbing the thick rod in both hands and worshiping the fat head with her tongue. As she opened her mouth wide to fit that head inside Jacob lifted his leg slightly to allow the angel to get his shoe and sock off and his foot free of his pants. Then she was up at his crotch, impatiently signaling the devil girl to get to work on his other shoe.

Reluctantly the she-devil let go of the finest piece of man meat she had ever seen and attacked his shoe laces to get her task over as quickly as possible. Meanwhile the naughtiest angel ever held the mighty staff against the man's belly so she could lick his heavy ball sac.

While he enjoyed the attendants' attentions Jacob surveyed the rest of the room. A number of other of Seamus's special guests had arrived ahead of him and he could see them arrayed around the room. Most were sitting on sofas or large Turkish pillows, watching Molly and her lovers. Some were also receiving attention similar to Jacob from an assortment of ghouls, ghosts and pixies.

Out in the large party a man dressed as a pirate had put his fingers on the witch's crystal ball in Marie Antoinette's place. He listened intently as his older brother, who had fought for the Confederacy, described where he and his compatriots had hidden the Southern gold they had been protecting before the Yankees had overrun their position. Unfortunately none of the platoon had survived the battle and the gold had sat abandoned for nearly a decade. As he quickly left the party to head to a cave on the bank of the Mississippi, the Rebel's brother couldn't help but smile at the idea of a pirate going off in search of buried treasure.

It was another pirate entering the orgy room behind Jacob Smits that finally made the angel and devil give up their shared kisses of his love pillar. Before leaving him the angel whispered in his ear, "I hope you'll save some for me." Jacob laughed and swatted her round ass once before striding off.

Molly loved eating Ying Ma's pussy. Like everything on the petite China Doll it was tight and small and pretty. But it was also deceptive, going off in the most explosive, gushing orgasms of any in the O'Reilly house. And Molly could feel one of those delicious climaxes building under her tongue. That brought her own feeling of excitement up to the next level from where the second Chinese whore had carried her. Lovely Lee had been doing her usual wonderful tricks to Molly's pink pussy and had the red head's juices flowing. Now the Madame of O'Reilly's took the time to listen to the room around her. She picked up the heavy breathing and groans that told her the audience was enjoying her show. As an exhibitionist at heart, that lifted her even higher, to the very brink of her own orgasm. She just needed one last push to go over the edge. And here it came, or more specifically, here Ying Ma came.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, aaahhhhhhh!" screamed the Asian slut as her vagina absolutely clamped down and her come shot from her in a heavy stream right into Molly's mouth as the Irish whore covered Ying Ma's cunny with her mouth and sucked. Molly gulped and nearly choked as her own orgasm ripped through her. She screamed into her lover's twat while Lee launched the final attack on the red head's fat clit.

For two men sitting up close and watching the erotic display the women's simultaneous orgasms were their own final straws and both turgid cocks exploded; one in the green-skinned hand of a goblin, the other into the black-lipped mouth of a succubus.

Unfortunately for Nevada's senior Senator and her Governor, their explosions rendered them unable to answer the challenge that came from the stage they'd been watching so intently. While her orgasm was still rolling through her Molly rotated 90 degrees to the right so her knees were on the edge of the mattress and her fine, full ass was facing the crowd. On her left and right her Chinese companions made the same move, so now there were three beautiful asses with dripping pussies pointed at the audience. "Cocks!" Mistress Molly commanded.

Jacob Smits made a move for the red head, but a short gray-haired man beat him there. Jacob stepped to his left, behind Ying Ma, while a third man approached Lee. All three men kneeled between a whore's legs and guided his swollen member to her hot cunt.

Molly looked straight ahead so she couldn't see who was fucking her; being taken by a complete stranger was a great turn-on for her. She sighed deeply in pleasure as she felt the unknown man pushing his way into her love tunnel. She relaxed, giving him easy entrance, 'Not too big,' she thought, but a small dick might be the best way to start a night of what promised to be many cocks. Ying Ma, however, was not getting a warm up fuck, she was going right to the main event. It was a good thing she'd already had one strong orgasm to loosen her up and get her cunt nice and wet. But still, when she felt a bull elephant apparently trying to force his way into her tight box she couldn't help but let out a wail.

Molly broke her no-look rule to check over her shoulder and see what was happening to Ying Ma. Things were allowed to get a bit more wild than usual on Halloween, but still she had to look out for her girls. Some of Seamus's big bouncers were in the room to service the female patrons and to do their normal bodyguard duties if needed and she got ready to call them over.

Then she saw the powerful chest and broad shoulders of Jacob Smits and relaxed. Yes, Ying Ma was in trouble, but it was the kind of trouble the girl would eventually be able to deal with as Molly had on more than one pleasurable occasion. She got a flutter in her stomach when she imagined Jacob's huge pole inside her in place of the pencil that was there now. Her insides absolutely flipped when she realized Jacob was staring into her eyes and smiling.

Jacob saw the look on Molly's face and once again the idea of taking her away from here and placing her in his own house -- as his wife -- entered his stalwart bachelor's mind. It was indeed an entertaining thought, but for now there was work to do.

The girl beneath him was tiny and he was obviously going to have to advance carefully to take his pleasure from her, but Jacob Smits had been excavating mines in dangerous conditions for most of his life and he knew how to drill this shaft. His plum-sized cock head was nested at the opening of the girl's tunnel. Jacob reached in and used his fingers to pull her pussy lips as far apart as he could. He started rhythmically pushing against her, not really trying to get inside yet, just knocking on the door.

Molly had her own work to do and turned her eyes straight ahead again and concentrated on her current lover; she knew she'd get to Jacob eventually. Feeling the man in her cunny settled into a good rhythm she began to push back against him at the bottom of each stroke, eliciting small grunts of pleasure. He began to pause each of these times, relishing the extra deep moments. The talented slut added a slight wiggle of her beautiful ass to further multiply the pleasure for her man and herself each time his balls came up against her twat.

Ying Ma had relaxed her breathing and willed her cunny to relax as well, allowing her big lover to finally get his swollen head all the way into her super tight hole. Both Jacob and Ying Ma stopped and allowed themselves to adjust. Ying to be prepared to take more of the powerful rod and Jacob to keep himself from shooting off too quickly from the incredible grip of the whore's cunt. He'd never fucked Ying Ma or Lee before and wondered if all Chinese pussy was this tight. If he survived this one he was definitely going to have to test this theory with the other almond-eyed beauty.

Lee had been the only one in the three-girl show who didn't have her pussy licked, so she hadn't had the release that Ying and Miss Molly had. Kissing the beautiful white woman's flower was so arousing, the silky red hair never failed to excite her, so she was definitely ready for a good fucking. And thank goodness, she was getting it. A prostitute never knows if her next customer is going to know what he's doing and usually comes to expect the worst, but the man inside her now obviously had some skills. He was taking his time, moving smoothly and deeply, swiveling his hips to enter her from slightly different angles. She decided to be more bold than usual and worked her own hips to signal him as to which approach she liked best. The clever fucker got the hint and settled into a rhythm that sent delightful shivers running through her.

Molly's lover was leaning on her back so he could reach under and play with her big, round tits. She had to give him this; he was stroking into her pretty good, but gave no signs of early explosion. Most men were so overcome by the excitement of fucking such a beautiful woman that they didn't last long once they actually got inside her, but this guy was showing her that size really wasn't everything. Plus he knew how to play with a woman's breasts so she enjoyed it as much as he did. She reached her hand back under and began rubbing her love button; perhaps she'd go for another orgasm right away.

The monster was really tearing her apart and Ying Ma was starting to like it. He was actually hitting up against her womb veil, he was going so deep. All the girls at O'Reilly's used diaphragms to keep from getting pregnant and it felt like Ying's might be getting knocked out of place; she didn't really care as long as it didn't interfere with this incredible pounding. The monster was really tearing her apart and Ying was starting to love it.

The woman's ass was beautifully rounded and full and in perfect proportion to the rest of her body, but that body was so small that her ass was likewise small, so when Jacob pulled his cock all the way back until just the head was inside it really did look like a giant's. It was one of the most erotic images he'd ever seen and he fought not to lose himself to early climax from the over stimulation of watching his fat cock force its way into the tight hole. He closed his eyes and just relished the remarkable feeling as he tried to split her apart. A feeling so remarkable that just closing his eyes wasn't doing the trick in trying to hold back. Maybe a little extra exertion? Gripping the girl's thighs in his powerful hands Jacob stood up, keeping her crotch crushed up against his as he lifted her lower body off the mattress. Oh, yeah, that did the trick; he'd be able to last a little longer at least.

For Ying Ma it also did the trick, but the other way. He was completely dominating her now, pounding her chest into the mattress with each stroke as he picked her up like a rag doll, like a fuck toy, and the young Chinese woman was in heaven. She was sobbing into the fabric as the pressure built higher and higher in her pussy.

Molly heard Ying Ma's animal sounds and knew the girl was heading for a monster orgasm. She decided not to go for her own second climax just yet and stopped rubbing her clit. Then Molly turned her head to the right and saw that Lee was also right on the verge of coming.

'Oh, not only was this Halloween stranger a good fuck, he knew how to rub a clit too.' Once he'd explored and found the best angle for screwing her, he'd reached under and gone to work on Lee's sensitive nub. Now all the fantastic sensations were conspiring to push the beautiful whore over the edge. Short, shallow pants, strangled grunts, then a deep, long moan as Lee's hot pussy convulsed on the hard cock inside of her and she collapsed beneath him, shaking in pleasure. Her talented lover stayed right with her and nailed her to the mattress when she flattened out. Her orgasm rose in another wave that crashed down, drowning her in passion.

Ying Ma was in her own ocean of pleasure. The extreme angle the man was holding her at meant her swollen clit was getting wonderful pressure as he ground into her mound while filling her tight pussy with his huge cock. She loved being manhandled this way and her pleasure at being dominated, at knowing that others were watching her at the mercy of this beast, sent her off into an even stronger orgasm than she'd had just a short time before under Miss Molly's tongue. The pussy juice squirted from her cunny, drenching her lover's balls and running down his thighs. She grabbed a pillow and bit into it, howling between her clenched teeth.

The sound of the women coming on either side of her was music to Molly's ears. She heard men grunting too and thought their lovers must also be coming. She looked over her shoulder quickly to watch the orgasm contort Jacob's face, but the big, handsome man was still plugging away, not climaxing yet, though he looked close. It finally came through that the men she heard sounded farther away, more party guests in the rest of the room were shooting their loads in appreciation of the great sex show the six lovers on the mattress were putting on.

Molly swung her head to the right, the man fucking Lee was like Jacob, very close, but not there yet. She couldn't see the man banging away at her cunt, but she could feel a change in his rhythm that meant he was in the same condition. Three hard cocks getting ready to explode.