Halloween Contest 2026

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I have never entered a contest, but I have written a really fun story for Halloween this year. Is there a Halloween contest in 2026? Do I have to wait to post my story until I enter it in the contest, or can I post it now and enter it from there?

Any help or guidance would be appreciated!

 

[Sfredi]

Go with your Instincts...I can't wait to read what you have for us all

 

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https://forum.literotica.com/threads/the-lit-2026-special-contest-schedule.1647210/

 

[hesse1]

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Thank you so much!

 

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Go with your Instincts...I can't wait to read what you have for us all

It's a Halloween story.

This would be a mess for their big event if their guest saw any of the tape or police coming and goings at the building next door. They came up with a plan to direct their guest to pull up on the other street and go through the side door so that they wouldn't see anything on the other side. The chauffeurs were notified and paid a little extra to avoid driving the other direction.

The girls were freaked out, and the mood was decidedly non-sexual. Jamie knew she had to do something. With all the girls flopping around the front room, Jamie pulled up a chair where they all could see. Wordlessly, she slipped off her panties and stretched out her long Italian legs. She eased herself back in the seat, closed her eyes, and began to masturbate. Instantly she felt warm as she worked her clit and lips. Then she felt something odd: a powerful rush, an urge she had never felt before. She knew instantly that she needed to be filled. She put two, then three fingers, then her whole hand in her pussy and fucked herself as hard as she possibly could. She came but didn’t slow down even the tiniest bit, and she kept pounding herself ferociously. Fingers from her free hand shot up her ass, and she was desperate to force more and more orgasms from her body! She came one after another and never slowed, and there was no telling how long this would go on if she hadn’t opened her eyes. All of the girls were staring at her. She slipped her hands-free and slid her panties back on. The room was silent, and then it erupted!

 

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I'll take my time to enjoy this

 

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Halloween (Oct 31)
themes: scary stuff, costumes, Halloween traditions (trick-or-treating, etc.), etc.
starts: October 2
closes: October 23
winners announced: October 30

 

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I submitted this way too early, so it may never get posted, but I'll be off the grid through October, so I didn't have a choice. Posting here so someone can read it.

Halloween Sex Fiends​

Theirs was a usual home attached to an unmarked warehouse on the corner of the intersection of Main and Side Street, basically the forgotten section of town not visited by tourists during the day or reporters at night. It was an industrial section of town, not one where you would typically expect to find a high-end brothel, but there it was. And none too subtle either, A lofty Queen Anne-style Victorian home with purple awnings and a hot pink exterior attached to a gold-painted warehouse. It stood out to an almost unbelievable degree among the gray and brown warehouses and machine shops filled with day-working men and women who needed a nice lunch break or a pre-ride home reprieve. And they were open late at night for whatever fun people were looking to find.



They weren't the only after-hours inhabitants of the area. A block down on Main was one of the most popular nightclubs in town, Night Moves. There would be long lines and 1000's of people inside for their big Halloween bash tonight, that was for sure. Night Moves' off-the-beaten-path location was one reason it was so popular. The brothel didn’t hurt their business for sure. What really made it the ideal location for an “anything goes” nightclub was that, as far as anyone could figure out, there was an arrangement between the police and whoever ran the larger gray building with no signage, diagonally across the street from both buildings, so the police rarely came through the area.



It was a research company of some kind, whose tight-lipped, cash-to-spend, often freaky lab employees provided most of the brothel's steady clientele.



"What did he want?" Jamie asked as she put up the last of the party lights while watching Davis shut the front door on a guy in a business suit.



"He just wanted to know if any of his guys from the lab had been over here today," Davis replied, combing her blonde locks back over her hot red bustier.



"Yeah, like his little band of misfit scientists working next door to a brothel doesn't have someone come over every day. I mean, it is 5 p.m.; no way they wouldn't have 20 her by now!" Ann laughed, wearing a black bodysuit so sheer you could see her whole body shake.



"Those dorks are always horny!"



"As much as they are geeks, my gosh, are those guys beasts in the bedroom!" Jessica chuckles and shakes her long black hair.



"You are so right!" Waggy, the resident hippie, said.



All ten women laughed!



"What do they do in that lab anyway?"



"Lance, that chubby Asian guy who wore me out for two hours today, told me they are working on some super sex formula. He even gave me some." Alice, the Rubenesque one of the group, said, holding a red glass jar.



"It works well, apparently."



"Pass it around; we're going to need all the help we can get tonight!"



"Hell yes!" The girls called out. They passed the bottle from one to another.



"Here's to Halloween, the wildest night of the year!" Jessica hoisted the bottle and took a swig!



"Hey, Jamie, how many rich Johns are supposed to be here tonight for our exclusive fantasy night?"



"Johns and Jills both, and all counted, I think there are 40 that reserved time. Things go well with this high-class group; we'll never have to slum it again."



"Here’s to that!” They all toasted and passed around the little red bottle and plenty of alcohol.



Just then, the streets out front erupted into chaos!



Zip, Zap, Zip! Tasers were being shot off everywhere. Of course the police wouldn’t be allowed to shoot off a gun near the facility, but the sound of so many tasers was disconcerting in its own way.



Then came the screaming and the sound of windows exploding!



“Freeze, you son of bitches, or we’re going to open fire!”



“Help, he’s trying to fuck me!” A cop ran in front of their window with a scientist chasing after him.



The girls rushed to look outside! It was incredible. Tons of cop cars everywhere. Mayhem in the streets. Zip, zip, zip! Cops were shooting tasers in every direction, and lab coat-wearing guys were running everywhere like maniacs. Blood was everywhere! Bam! Right in front of them, one of the scientists got shot right in the face by two points of the taser, and he was still fighting. The scientists were mostly half-naked, and they were attacking the cops without pause. The bullets barely slowed them. They watched three cops tase one of them, and he barely flinched. He was naked, with a massive erection, bloody and beaten, but he wasn’t slowing down. A cop slammed a crowbar in his head. Yet, even then, twitching on the ground, he was straining to reach out for the cops, humping madly.



“Get him off me!” They looked over and saw that one of the lab guys had torn off a cop’s pants and was fucking him like a crazed wolverine. Zap! The cops unloaded on him at the same time, and it took every taser to bring the assault to an end.



“That was Lance!” Waggy shrieked! As they watched her Asian friend slide off the poor officer.



Mayhem rang out for a few more minutes, and then it was over.



“What the hell was that, a Halloween prank?” Anne stammered.



Jamie looked at them solemnly. “That was real.”



It was two hours later before the last police car left. Aside from the yellow tape and the black-jacketed team investigating the scene, there was nothing to show how out of control things had been. The cop who came by told them, while trying with everything he had not to stare at the scantily clad pack of women, about what had happened. “We got a phone call around 4 about a large fight that had broken out at the lab. When we arrived, we found an orgy going on, but nothing good. It seemed everyone was trying to fuck everyone else. When they saw us, they instantly turned their attention in our direction. There was something deeply wrong there. They weren’t trying to fight; they were trying to rip our clothes off, like sex fiends. We collected them all, so there is no one else out there you need to be afraid of.” The cop assured them they were safe, then left. Ann joked after he left that she noticed he had a boner the whole time he talked with them.



This would be a mess for their big event if their guest saw any of the tape or police coming and goings at the building next door. They came up with a plan to direct their guest to pull up on the other street and go through the side door so that they wouldn't see anything on the other side. The chauffeurs were notified and paid a little extra to avoid driving the other direction.



The girls were freaked out, and the mood was decidedly non-sexual. Jamie knew she had to do something. With all the girls flopping around the front room, Jamie pulled up a chair where they all could see. Wordlessly, she slipped off her panties and stretched out her long Italian legs. She eased herself back in the seat, closed her eyes, and began to masturbate. Instantly she felt warm as she worked her clit and lips. Then she felt something odd: a powerful rush, an urge she had never felt before. She knew instantly that she needed to be filled. She put two, then three fingers, then her whole hand in her pussy and fucked herself as hard as she possibly could. She came but didn’t slow down even the tiniest bit, and she kept pounding herself ferociously. Fingers from her free hand shot up her ass, and she was desperate to force more and more orgasms from her body! She came one after another and never slowed, and there was no telling how long this would go on if she hadn’t opened her eyes. All of the girls were staring at her. She slipped her hands-free and slid her panties back on. The room was silent, and then it erupted!



“Oh my god! That was incredible!” Davis yelled in her sheer blue negligée. All of the girls clapped thunderously.



“Wow, I know we needed a mood changer, but that was insane! I don’t know if anything has ever made me that horny!” Jessica said. “I think I’ll take a turn.” As she parted her legs, revealing her crotchless panties under her black skirt.

 

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Jamie stopped her. “Save it for later, girls; the guests are almost here.” Jamie watched as they set to work on the final preparations. She didn’t know how to tell them that she was barely containing her urge to continue to fuck herself.



A few hours later, the first invitees started to arrive. The limousines pulled up, and well-dressed guests were ushered into the building secretly in the night so that no one would see them.



Tonight was Halloween, and it was a very private party. Jamie had arranged for the proper girl to be with the proper guests in their rooms. They all mingled and drank. Jamie kept herself busy to try to ignore how badly she wanted to screw herself or something or anything. After a time, when the conversation had dulled, bills had been paid, and most of the booze had been drunk, it was time for the main event.



Jamie announced, “Each of you has requested a particular dynamic, and the girl or girls who will be tending to you have agreed to all of your desires and are passionate about fulfilling your every wish. Each of you has a key with your room number. The rooms lock from the inside, so you never have to worry about anyone coming in to destroy your fun. Each of the 6 rooms, in fact the whole play area of the building, is soundproofed, so you have complete privacy. Enjoy!” Group by group, they left the main area and adjourned to their room. The rooms themselves were massive warehouse sections, sectioned off to stage different event themes in each.



Room 1. Jessica and Davis entered the room with a group of eight 20-year-old guys on a first-class bachelor party. The room had been decorated to look like a dank back alley and the back section of a bar with a pool table. Davis wore a bright yellow sundress with a light blue negligee underneath. She had been addicted to gangbangs for years, to the point where one-on-one sex no longer held any allure. Tonight was going to be fun. Jessica wore jean shorts and a slutty top for her role as the damsel in distress, which was ironic because in real life Jessica was an 8th-degree black belt.



Room 2. Body paint, Neon walls, sand, even a campfire made for the perfect setting for a hippie hangout: sort of a Burning Man setup. Waggy fit right in as she and the two couples got relaxed with premium quality pot.



Room 3. Alice and another staff girl joined the lesbian couple at a dinner party for four.



Room 4. Ann, in her tight-fitting outfit, found herself at a gun range with 6 guys. For safety's sake, just in case, Jamie had stashed a taser of her own in the room.



Room 5. Kimberly and the other two girls walked into the dungeon room wearing matching white flowing capes and nothing else. The 5 couples were dressed in a mix of leather and menace.

Jamie hadn’t been entirely truthful about the privacy. Each room had a camera, a flash bomb to disrupt anything that got out of control, a lock she controlled, and, as with the gun range, a secretly stashed weapon with rubber bullets and paint pellets. That only her girls knew about. Not enough to kill, but certainly to make a noise and leave an impression. She was in the business of providing extreme fantasies, but she knew that even with everything on the table, there was always someone who got out of control. The cameras fed a bank on her desktop so she could watch and make sure everything was safe. Tonight, her wild urges were going to make it extra difficult to pay attention, so she vowed not to touch herself or any of her friends until the event was over. She settled into her chair in front of the monitors and watched the events unfold.



Room 5. The couples stripped down to small amounts of leather that barely covered their privates. They had drunk more than anyone, so they were belligerent from the outset. Kimberly and her friends stood prepared for the assault they had agreed to. In fact, the couples might have been disappointed to find out that all three were incredible masochists and were looking forward to anything and everything that could be done to them.



The couples circled and walked around the three girls in circles, taunting them, calling them sluts and whores not worth the abuse they would dish out. They removed their robes and tossed them like trash into the corner. They continued to abuse them verbally.



“Your body is disgusting!” a tall blonde wife spat in Kimberly’s face.



“I am sorry, mistress,” Kimberly said, keeping her face looking down.



Smack! Kimberly felt the sting across her face. Normally this would get her juices flowing, but this time it was much more than that. She was instantly desperate.



“Please, mistress, please let me show you that I am worth your time!” Kimberly begged.



“All of us?” The mistress asked, referencing the two other women.



“Yes, please, mistress, I need to please you!” Kimberly was already on the brink of losing control.



While the three women removed their pants and moved to a long plank, the husbands took the other two and led them to the stockades and locked them in.



As soon as she received their permission, Kimberly flew across the room and dove into the first pussy. The smell and taste overwhelmed her, and she went mad with lust, sucking and licking the first to a powerful orgasm. The first was so overwhelmed, she pushed a hungry Kimberly away. Instantly, Kimberly was on to the second, and the smell and taste were even better. She shoved fingers in the lady’s snatch and sucked her fingers clean on the way out. This one was nervous about how aggressive Kimberly was and quickly forgot she was supposed to be the dominant one. Orgasm after orgasm hit her, and nothing she did slowed Kimberly’s assault. She had never cum so much in her life. The first sat in stunned silence, unsure whether she wanted to try a second round. Before she could say anything, Kimberly had her hands on the others' thighs and then vigorously finger fucking both of them. They were all moaning and cumming, with Kimberly pouncing from one to another in a feverous passion.



Meanwhile, the husbands had the two girls strapped in the stockades and were spanking and whipping them brutally; perhaps because they were so distracted watching the unbelievable scene with their wives, the beatings were much worse than they should have been. Yet, no matter how hard they lashed their two subs, they only kept begging for more. Before long the guys had their pants off and started a rotating round of fucking. Cocks slammed into asses, into pussies and mouths and then around again. For thirty minutes straight they fucked their all-too-willing subjects until they filled them with cum.



The girls were not satisfied. "We need more!"



Perhaps to buy themselves some time to rebound, the husbands grabbed Kimberly off of their wives by her hair. They had to pull with all their strength to get her to stop, but they finally got her to her feet. The wives had never experienced as many orgasms in their lives, and much as they enjoyed it, they were happy to have a break.



The first husband, holding Kimberly and flailing her by the hair, pointed her toward the strap-ons hanging from the wall. “Sub, your sisters have been bad girls, and you need to teach them a lesson.” Kimberly spun and stared at her friends with anger and lust. ‘Now go choose one of those strap-ons and fuck them until they behave. She didn’t need to be told twice.

Kimberly flew across the room to the wall where the strap-ons were mounted. There were four sizes: small, medium, huge 10’, and impossibly large. Again, she didn’t hesitate. She grabbed the largest strap-on, donned it, and mounted the first. There was no hesitation or pause to get used to the size. Kimberly slammed it into her sister the very first stroke and pounded her mercilessly. As soon as she came, she was out and into the other. Without pause, she went back and forth between the two, going from ass to pussy. No matter how many times or where she fucked them, they came hard and were begging for more.



The couples were a little uncomfortable with what they were watching. While it was hot as hell, it was just so out of control. However, two of the husbands were excited enough to want in on a second round. With Kimberly taking care of them from behind, the guys shoved their dicks in the two girls' mouths and fucked them while holding their heads. Everyone was moaning and groaning with unlimited pleasure. One of the husbands mounted one of the wives and took to pounding her. The two other women got into the flow and moved to 69 with each other. For a time, it seemed they had found a sane middle ground until the two husbands came.



Room 4. They lined up and fired their guns at the target. They were simply blanks with explosive targets, but it felt like the real thing. As they shot their guns, the guys kept on taking seconds out to check out the hot redhead in the tight body suit. Finally, one of the guys decided to approach her.



“Hey babe, you come here often?”



Ann looked at him in a way that would melt butter. “I cum here all the time.”

“Oh really? Well maybe you’d like to cum right now?” he said as he slapped his hand straight between her legs. To his surprise, she was soaking wet; dripping down her legs soaking wet. “Wow, I guess you are ready," not sure whether to be grossed out or turned on.

Ann looked up and down the row at the guys, “I am ready for you all to shoot your guns until you are out of bullets. Shooting guns gets me off every time.”



She flopped to the ground on her knees and pulled the first guy's cock out of his pants and devoured it. The other guys didn’t need directions. They crowded around her and whipped out

 

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their dicks as fast as they could. She went from cock to cock, sucking them all hard. Typically, the time between would have been too long for the guys to sustain erections, but she moved so quickly and hard between them that several lost a load in her mouth. She sucked them dry, massaging their balls and rubbing their taint. To the surprise of all of them, she sucked each one to orgasms and was left with a room full of limp dicks.



“Come on, who wants to fuck this?” Ann slipped up on the counter in her crotchless bodysuit, holding a loaded rifle. As they watched in amazement, she slid the barrel in her wet pussy and fucked herself to repeated orgasms, all the while begging them to fuck her. The guys were yanking on their dicks, and finally, they started to get hard. The guy who started with her was the first inside, and she pulled him as deep into her as she could. She had to have his dick. With everything he had, he pounded away at her. Finally, after just a few minutes, he came. Anne literally shoved him aside and pulled the next guy into her. She had positioned herself so that his cock went straight into her ass. She was grunting and meeting his thrusts with her own. “Oh yeah, fuck my ass. Fuck my ass hard.” He went as long as he could, but then eventually, he couldn’t help himself, and he shot everything he had into her hungry ass.

“You’re worthless! Isn’t there a real man among you?”



A tough-looking Italian guy with a huge dick stepped in. “You’re going to be crying after this one bitch!” and he slammed his dick inside her. He pounded with a fury he had never experienced. His buddies stepped aside, afraid he was raping her and was going to get them in trouble. However, no matter how hard he fucked her, she kept slamming right back into him and begging him to keep fucking her. The other guys started to wonder what would happen after they all ran out of steam. They were right to wonder.





Room 3. It had all the appearances of a nice little dinner party in a small apartment. The four girls ate, laughed, and drank wine.



“We’ve been together, just us, for 10 years. We’ve never touched anyone else.” The first lesbian said.



Alice smiled and played along with the theme, “We’ve just been together for a short while, but I can’t imagine being with anyone else.” She leaned over and kissed her friend. She meant to do a cute little peck, but the instant their lips met, there was an electricity between them. Their tongues sprang from their mouths, and they passionately made out, cooing and sighing.



“Ah, hem.” The second lesbian cleared her throat, bringing the two back to the dinner party.

Alice grinned embarrassedly. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over us.”



The first giggled, “Oh, don’t feel bad, I remember we were just the same way when we first started.” She smiled at her partner, who didn't return it. “So, you guys must really be a couple with that kind of attraction?”



Alice smiled, wanting to play the role, but also unsure why she felt so much lust for her friend, whom she had only been a play partner to that point. “Of course, she is my dream girl.” And it was all she could do not to go in for another kiss.



They continued to eat, drink, and talk, but Alice was totally distracted by the urge she felt towards her “girlfriend.” With dinner complete, they cleared the table and settled into the couches in pairs.



“So, I imagine you are wondering why we invited you here tonight?” the first lesbian asked.



“You see, we have been together for so long, we’ve forgotten what it feels like to play crazy. Plus, seeing your lust for each other, that’s something we want to recapture. So, if it's not totally nuts and too forward, would you be interested in watching each other make love?” The words lingered in the air for just a short bit of time.



Alice smiled at the couple, wheeled in her seat, and slid her tongue deep into her girlfriend’s mouth. Automatically, their hands were all over each other. Clothes came flying off, and any pretense of romance was chucked out the door for unbridled lust.



The lesbians were stunned stiff but eventually found their energy. They passionately kissed and grouped, stripping down to nothing. They flipped into a 69 and licked and sucked each other with a desire they hadn’t experienced in years. They came in each other’s embrace and felt their love rekindled. This was exactly what they had hoped for, and they were deeply satisfied.



Holding each other in a warm embrace, they watched as Alice and the other girl literally molested each other. Orgasm after orgasm wracked their bodies, but they never paused. At first, the lesbians were entertained and turned on, but after a long time, it became overwhelming. These girls would not stop licking each other. Fingers were shoved into all open holes, and every so often they fell into a kiss that looked like they were trying to kiss each other’s bowels.



“Yo, hey girls slow it down!” the second lesbian called out. The two women looked at the lesbians ferociously.



The first looked at her partner. “Perhaps we shouldn’t have disturbed them.”



Room 2. The smell of incense and pot filled the air. The room was a crazy match of neon colors, roving lights, and hypnotic music. The mushrooms had just started to work. Waggy leaned back with a mouthful of smoke and blew it into the mouth of one of the wives, who grabbed the smoke and a taste of Waggy’s lips. “That was nice.” She said to Waggy as she blew the smoke out.

It was a lot nicer for Waggy. Tripping as she was, she saw the wife as a giant set of lips, and she wanted more. She climbed on top of her and shoved her tongue into a clenched mouth. “Whoa, I’m not bisexual. It’s my husband that wants to play.” She tried to push Waggy away, but she was having none of it. The others, in their stupor, just stared. Waggy forced her tongue into her mouth, and her hands attacked her breasts. “I uh, don’t do this.” She protested again, but her defenses were weakening. Waggy’s hands went between her legs and straight to her pussy, which quickly betrayed her protests. Waggy slid down between her legs, pushed them apart, and broke down the last bit of protest as her tongue found her clit. “Oh my….” She drifted off into pleasure. Her orgasms rippled, and her body cried out for this new touch. “Oh, don’t stop, please!” Waggy had no intention of ever stopping. Her sense of time and space was gone and her lust unbridled.



Poof! Just then, the room filled with a large cloud of violet dust. Maybe he did it because it was just a thing to do, or maybe he was jealous watching his wife give in so readily to Waggy. Regardless, the first husband had gotten into a bag of colored dust and threw it at them. Waggy and the rest were distracted just enough, and they all joined in, except the wife who lay there waiting for more. Blue, red, green, yellow, purple, and orange dust filled the air, coloring them in a wild rainbow.



They broke out in dance in the crazy colored room. Waggy ran over to the body paints, ripped off her clothes, and splashed even wilder colors all over her body. As a group, they all joined in, and soon they were a naked neon mess. Waggy set things off again, rubbing her body against the first wife, who was now all too eager to join in. Soon everyone was writhing all over each other. Waggy mounted the first husband and, while riding him furiously, begged the second to “Fuck my ass!” he obliged. The first wife, filled with lust, went after the second wife, who also was a virgin to sex with women. Their bodies learned quickly, and they soon became a bundle of fingers and tongues, buried wherever they could find them.



Waggy rammed herself against the two men, who, to her great happiness, due to the drugs, were unable to cum. There was no telling how long this went on, but Waggy started seeing the first wife as a set of lips again and jumped off the two men, who dove onto her. They jumped into a ravenous 69 and poked and prodded each other to rolling orgasms. The two husbands, hard cocks in hand, mad with lust, sprang on the second wife. Somewhere in their attack on her, she mumbled, “But we're friends, and I’ve never been with another man, and I don’t do anal.” None of it mattered; they were out of control with lust and tripping balls, and they fucked her in a DP powerfully.



Finally, the two men were able to find their orgasms, and both shot loads in the wife, who cried out with pleasure as they all collapsed. At the same time, much to her chagrin, Waggy’s friend, the lips, stopped moving. She was too high to realize the first wife had passed out from exhaustion. She let her limp body fall to the floor. She needed more!



The first wife, in a state of bliss, her eyes closed, spoke softly, “Oh my god, we will never forget this night.” No, they wouldn’t.



Room 1. Jessica and Davis giggled at each other as they sipped from their beers and shot a dreadful game of pool. One of the guys approached, “So you ladies here alone?”



Davis feigned defensiveness, “No, our boyfriends are here. They’ll be back in just a second.”

They went back to playing pool as the rest of the guys walked over and another spoke. “I’m sure your boyfriends wouldn’t mind if we played a friendly game of pool.”



Nervously (but not really), Jessica stuttered, “No, I suppose that would be okay.”



Another guy reracked the balls and broke. The game was predictable as neither woman could really play. Down to the eight ball, the first guy said, “Okay, we make this shot, you each give

 

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us a kiss.” Without time to reply, he sank it. The guys gathered menacingly around the two women. “Time to pay up!”



Davis held Jessica close. “But we didn’t agree to that.”



One of the guys, a muscular black guy, grabbed Davis’s arm tightly. “Well then you can kiss us for lying about having boyfriends.” And with that, he shoved his face to Davis’s and his tongue went straight to her mouth.



“Ouch!” he recoiled. “That bitch bit me!”



Another of the guys grabbed her. “That right bitch? You bit my buddy? We were just trying to show you, ladies, a good time, but clearly stuck-up bitches like you think you're too good for us! I say we teach these bitches some manners!”



They crowded around and pushed them towards the back door into the alley.



“Please, we don’t want any trouble!” Davis begged.



“Well, now you have trouble.” A large Hispanic guy said and simultaneously ripped her dress off her shoulder.



“Hey look, she’s not wearing a bra! I bet she ain’t got panties on either.” He tore her dress off her body. “I knew it!”



Davis was standing there among the crowd of men, naked, attempting to cover her body.

A stocky Asian guy approached them. “Pretty clear you ladies came here cause you want it, so we’ll give you two choices: give us what we want, or we’ll take it, and you’ll get hurt in the process; bad!”



Jessica looked to Davis. Jessica read her thoughts: that this is when their playful talking turned into play action. They willingly and happily removed her clothes, while acting every bit the terrified victim defeated. Davis allowed her hands to fall to her sides as if she surrendered.

“That’s our girls!” the black guy pulled them to the ground on their knees and shoved his massive black beast towards them. Together they sucked and licked on each side of his shaft.



“Fuck yeah, we got some real sluts here!”



What they didn’t realize is the minute they tasted his cock, they did have two sluts on their hands. They had something on their hands that they were ill-prepared for.



Watching their buddies get blowjobs, all the others quickly whipped their cocks out, and Jessica and Davis shot from one to another, dispensing world-class head. The guys competed to get their turn.



Davis lifted herself off the ground, and while bent over getting ready to devour another cock she moaned, “Would somebody please fuck my tight ass!”



It was on! The guys took turns rough fucking (so they thought) the two girls’ mouths, asses, and pussies. No sooner had one shot a load into a hole than another was there to jump in and take his turn. Cum poured from everywhere, but the two girls showed no signs of stopping. As aggressive as the guys had been, the tables had turned, and the two partners attacked them, demanding more. This could not end well.





In the office, Jamie had been watching the action. She had been able to contain herself for the first few hours, but watching how out of control things had gotten got to her. By the time each room had reached its tipping point, she had gone from fingering herself, to dildos, to now getting her ass and pussy madly fucked by a dildo machine set to high and ramming her holes. It wasn’t enough; she needed more!



She looked over at the console and saw the button for the shock bombs. “This ought to be fun!” she thought as she pressed the switch while being sure the dildoes didn’t lose their mark.



In each room, there was a massive flash and Boom!





Room 1. The guys all shot backward in shock, but Jessica and Davis were unshaken. “Give us your cocks!”



The guys scrambled to get away from them, but both were relentless. Jessica’s martial arts came out, and she was putting them down and demanding they fuck. When she finished one, she moved quickly to the next. Davis, in her fury, had grabbed two pool cues and was fucking her ass and pussy wildly. Paula lay down next to her doing the same. Any time a guy showed any sign of life, they were on him fucking another orgasm out of his exhausted body. The room was a mess cum, pussy juice, spent bodies everywhere. The two girls stood there panting and looking around. They needed more.



Room 2. Waggy was oblivious to people begging her to stop. In her mind, she was riding a room full of life-size thick cocks and licking animated sweet pussies on legs. She was fucking herself with the men's cocks, feet, hands, or any object they could have had her in defense. The women’s pussy were far too sore to come again, so Wabby's hand moved on to their asses, fingers, and riding any part she could. She needed more.



Room 3. Alice and her friend looked up at each other from between the legs of the lesbians on each end of the couch. Alice smiled at her friends cum and ass-soaked grin. The lesbians had long since had their last orgasm and passed out. The girls needed more.



Room 4. The remaining guys clawed at the door frantically trying to get out. Ann held the gun, demanding they get hard and fuck her. Even if she hadn’t used up the last bit of their vitality, their state of terror made that an impossibility. “And you call yourself men. Ha!” She sank into fucking her pussy and ass with two heavy rifles.



Room 5. On their stomachs the couples lay, their asses, asses and mouths pounded further into submission than they could ever dream. There was no sign of movement aside from the lube that poured out of their holes. The girls, dripping cum and pussy juice, wanted more.



Jamie, in the office, seeing all the Johns and Janes too spent to continue, felt she needed more herself. In the office, she pressed the button, opening the doors to all the rooms.



Down the street at the Night Moves disco, a long line had formed all the way down the block of scantily clad, possibly underage girls and manscaped hipsters, most wearing some sad store-bought “sexy” version of a Halloween costume. Inside, the crowd had reached the maximum size allowed by the first marshal. Five large bouncers, who were supposed to be focused on the door, were instead focused down the street at the ten, mostly naked women, walking confidently towards the club, wearing strap-ons, with brightly colored paint, blood red dripping behind them.



One bouncer looked to the others, “Oh hell yes, these girls go straight in.”



The other bouncer smiled, “Hell yes!”