The Halloween Treat That Keeps on Tricking

All of my stories include descriptions of sex scenes that could cause offence to some people. Please do not read this story if you are offended by perverse sexual material, or if you are under the legal age of consent for your own country. These stories are pure fiction and are not based on anyone living or deceased.

“Garry! You get back here immediately!” mom shouted up the stairs.

“You fucking nuisance,” said my brother to me, as he passed my bedroom
door on his way back downstairs, as mom had ordered.

I’d asked mom earlier, if I could go out trick or treating, with my friend June. She had said that we couldn’t go out alone, because we were far too young. It was too dangerous for little girls of our age. I had of course pleaded; saying it wasn’t fair. Garry used to go out when he was my age.  Anyway to cut a long wrangle short, she'd said we could go out, but my big brother Garry who was only 3 years older must accompany us.

When she’d told Garry this; he’d blown up and stomped off up the stairs. But now, I could hear mom reading him the riot act, and saying, if he didn’t
babysit me and my friend, that he wouldn’t be allowed out himself. As he passed my bedroom door once again, this time going back to his room, he said, “You’d better be ready in 5 minutes, or else.”

I hurriedly completed my face painting, to make sure I was ready before he had an excuse to leave me behind. I was dressed in a very short black witch's dress, and hoop striped luminous woolly tights. Garry’s best pal was Gordon, my friend June’s brother. He was the same age as Garry.

So, as I would normally hang around with June, he would always be seen with Gordon.  When I phoned June to make sure she was going to be ready in time, she said her mom wouldn’t let her go out. I explained that we’d be looked after by both our brothers, and she said she’d have another discussion with her mom.

I didn’t tell my mom that June had said she might not be able to go out, in case she might have stopped me as well. When Garry and I arrived at their house, I could tell by the look on June’s face that she hadn’t been able to change her mom’s mind. So off I set on my night's trick or treating with me dressed as a witch, and escorted by the two boys dressed as vampires.

They made me walk in front of them, so it wasn’t so obvious that they were with me. Gordon had a flashlight. He was shining it in all directions, and he delighted in lighting-up my tights to make them glow every time a car was approaching us. After the initial sulking on their part, we were soon knocking on doors, and they were beginning to accept my company, without the continual moaning. We were all having fun and laughing and joking together.

Then a car that was cruising past, stopped a few yards up the road. As we came alongside it, the guys inside leaned out of the windows and started making disparaging comments about Gordon and my brother having to baby sit a little girl. This Garry and Gordon didn’t like one bit. These guys in the car were their friends from school, and they were fast losing their reps. For whatever reason, maybe as a challenge, the guys in the car were bragging about being brave enough to trick or treat the Munster’s house.

This house had nothing to do with the real Munsters. But, it was a great big old house built on a hill, on its own large grounds. It looked very much like the TV Munster’s house, and the people who lived there were rarely seen in daylight. So this place was regarded by all as a very scary place, and to boys of my brother's age it was a sign of extreme bravery to enter the gates onto their property.

“We were just making our way up there ourselves. In fact it was my little sister who suggested it,” said my brother to the guys in the car. 

“Yeh, I’ll just bet you were!” Came the sarcastic reply from someone in the car.

Then another voice in the car chimed in, “in that case we can give you a lift, you’ll get there much faster.”

“Ok then,” said Garry opening their car door and starting to get in.

“Garry!” I shouted.

“What’s wrong?” He said looking back and leaning out of the car towards
me.

Trying to whisper to him without the others hearing, “We can’t go up there. I’m scared.”

Garry kept his reply as quiet as possible, but it was none the less forceful for being said quietly, “You damned better get in this car right now or you’ll be very sorry later.”

With that, I reluctantly followed him in, and Gordon got in after me. We were soon stopping at the big old rusty iron gates at the bottom of the long walkway that led up to the Munster's house. Everybody got out of the car,
and even I could feel the uneasiness in the attitude of all the boys. The two
other guys in the car were Brian and Brad, and they were both the same age as Garry and Gordon.

Brad spoke first. “Go on up, let’s see you and your brave sister come back with some treats.”

“They're not going to go in there, it’s all talk,” said Brian.

Garry walked up to the gates, and grabbed the big lever that lifted the latch, and he leaned against the gate.

It didn’t move. “Come on Gordon give the gate a push.”

Gordon did as he was asked, but I could tell he wasn’t into this. The gate started moving, and it was soon open wide enough to walk through.

“Shine your flashlight through there,” said Garry to Gordon. Gordon shined his flashlight, illuminating the area on the other side of the gates.

Then, turning Garry said to me, “Come on little sister, you first.”

I looked at Garry, pleading with my eyes, but the look he gave me in return left me in no doubt that he was not in the mood for discussing matters further.

He just said. “Don’t worry; we’ll be right behind you.”

I slowly edged my way through the gates, stopping at the edge of the pool of light. They followed me in, and the beam from the flashlight moved forward along the path. As the beam moved further, I continued walking, still very slowly. We made gradual progress along the walk, but it was difficult going because of the sticker bushes that were growing over it. They kept catching around our ankles, and the thorns in them made it feel almost as though they were gripping and pulling at our legs. That made our progress slow, and to say I was scared was the understatement of the century, I was on the point of peeing in my pants.

We had got about 50 yards along the path and were approaching a large oak tree.   Its branches spread far above our heads, and the leaves off it had fallen quite heavily on the ground. Suddenly from somewhere in the top of the tree, a Warlock swooped down, his long black robe billowing behind him. He landed directly in front of me on the walkway.

“SHREEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!” I let out a scream that must have been heard ten miles away. I turned and ran at full speed as hard as I could. The boys were in front of me and leaving me well behind them.

As we stopped on the other side of the gate, all of us were out of breath, and gasping for air. The beam from Gordon’s flashlight showed a cloud of steam rising from my legs. I had pissed my pants bigtime. My woolly tights were dripping, and my shoes and socks were too.

“She’s pissed in her pants,” said Brian laughingly.

“So what? I didn’t see you hanging around. You were out of the gate before either of us,” replied Garry, in my defense. We stood around for some time trying to come to terms with what had just happened.  Eventually the boys decided to go back and see what it really was that had gotten in our way. None of us really believed in real warlocks or witches, or did we?

They walked very cautiously shining the flashlight far ahead, and as we got to where the tree was, we stopped. The Warlock was still stood there, about six feet tall, black robe, but completely still. We slowly approached, the beam from the flashlight shining directly in the Warlock's face. It turned out to be only life size figure dressed as a warlock, horror mask and all. When we got close we could see it was attached to a large pole that was tied up high in the tree. We now realized that we’d released a trip wire, and this dummy had swung down to stop immediately in front of us, with the obvious desired effect.

With that realization the guys got brave again, making comments about going the rest of the way up to the house. But now that the scare was over, their normal everyday senses came back to them.

“God you stink like piss!” said Brian, looking at me. “Get those piss soaked tights off.”

“I think he’s right little sister, you do smell quite a bit," said Garry. "Better take them off and hang them on the bushes to dry, we’ll pick them up on our way back from the house.” I did as he said, removing my tights, panties, and socks. Then, I was in the middle of spreading them out across an old sticker bush, when once again there was another panic.

“Holy shit! Get out of here quick! The fucking dogs are coming.”

I didn’t have time to grab my clothes; I turned and once again ran as fast as my legs would carry me. The boys had left me behind and were through the gates when the dogs caught me. The first dog leapt at my back, sending me
sprawling across the walk.

As I came to a stop, I was turned on my back, and the dogs suddenly were no longer actually attacking me, but were licking my legs. I was about ten feet away from the gates, so I slowly edged myself along the ground, the dogs following and licking me all the time. As I got to the gates, the boys

opened the gates just enough to pull me through, and shut them just as quick to stop the dogs.

To get me out, they’d grabbed my arms, and dragged me backwards, still laying on my back. Now on the floor outside the gates, the flashlight beam was shining directly in between my open legs, which were completely naked.

“God look at her pussy. The dogs have got her all worked up. She’s dripping wet,” this was Gordon talking.

“Hey! That’s my sister you’re looking at,” said Garry, coming to my defense again.

“Yes I know, but don’t tell me she ain’t got you hard? 'Cause if you do, you’re either a liar or you’re queer. That fucking pussy looks good enough to eat.”

“Get away from me. Let go of my legs, and stop shining that flashlight on me,” I yelled.

“Keep your fucking mouth shut and quit complaining. You’re the one who pestered mom into making me bring you along with us. Just lay still, we ain’t gonna hurt you.”

“I think she’s right. Why don’t we take her back home now? Looking at her pussy has got me so fucking horny, I need to go and round up some babe to suck this prick of mine. She’ll only get in the way of that if we drag her around with us,” said Gordon.

“That’s unless she gives us the blow jobs?” said Brian, “What do you think little girl? Do you want to go home now? Or, you can get in the car with us and have a little fun. Then we’ll take you out to the interstate diner and buy you a burger and shake?”

“What are you thinking? That we take her up to Milk Creek and let her go down on us?” asked Garry.

“Why not? It won’t hurt her. If your mom insists that you look after her, you might as well teach her what her rightful position is in life. You can have first dibs with her if you want.”

“What do you think Patti? Do you want to be dumped back home now? Or are you gonna come and party with us?”

“I...I don’t know. What are you going to do to me?”

“It’ll just be something along the lines of a feel, and you can play with our dicks.”

“But what if? Oh I don’t know. Will it be ok?” I said, not really knowing what I wanted to ask, but knowing in the back of my mind that this was something I could get into trouble for.

“Course it will. We ain’t gonna hurt you. Anyway, you’ll be doing it real soon with some little dork or other even if we don't do you now.”

“If I let you, promise you won’t tell anyone?”

“Don’t be stupid; come on get in the car before anyone sees us.”

I was soon stuffed into the back seat, and within a few seconds of the car moving, Garry had his prick out of his fly. I was positioned on my hands and knees, head down onto his stiff prick. The guy behind me had my dress lifted over my back, and was fingering my pussy. I’d never taken a prick in my mouth before, but it seems to be a natural reaction, I was soon sucking his whole length.  It all felt right somehow, my pussy loved the attention, and with the wonderful feeling coming from down there and the prick in my mouth, I was soon feeling very hotttttttttttt.

As I said, I’d never done any of this before, so when my brother started shooting his load, it took me by surprise. At the time his prick was only barely in my mouth, and as it started shooting I pulled my head up quickly.  I’d caught the first squirt in my mouth, but the rest shot up at my face, and all over my hair.

“Oh God! That was fucking great. Come on Patti suck it clean for me,” said my brother holding my head and pulling me back down. I wasn’t sure at first, but gingerly I started licking up the slimy streaks from around his shaft and balls.

While I was still busy, the car came to a stop, the front doors were opened and the two guys pulled open the back doors.

“Come on, we all want our turn. Get out here so I can get the back seats down. Then we can get her laid out right,” said Brian.

We all climbed out, and the seats were rearranged, and I was told to climb back in. They all climbed in with me, it was a large loading area, and I was soon laid on my back. They stripped me, and I was getting attention all over
my body. I think it was Garry licking my pussy, Brian had his prick in my mouth, and the other two were playing with and sucking my little tits.  The pussy licking was getting my hips lifting, and I heard Brian ask,

“Is she wet enough yet?”

My brother lifted his face from in between my legs, and said, “Wet! She’s like fucking Niagara Falls down here.”

“Ok then, get out of the way, I’m gonna take that cherry.”

“You’re not gonna fuck her, are you?”

“Fucking right I am. She’s goddamn begging for it.”

“But, she’s my sister!”

“So what? If I don’t have her, some other dirty bastard will. We've been all through that. If you’ve got any sense, you’ll fuck her too.”

I felt my brother moving out from my crotch, and Brian moved into position.  I didn’t struggle, but I was ready for some form of extreme pain, like the stories you hear around school.

His schlong pushed at my pussy, and slid up without any resistance. Then just as I was thinking where’s the pain? I felt a tearing inside me, and I let out a, “Shriek!” The progress of his prong was not hindered in any way until I felt his bush meet mine, and he was right up inside with our pubic bones grinding one another. Once the first instantaneous sting had passed, the feelings in my pussy were like heaven, and I lifted as hard as I could against his every thrust.

“Told you she was begging for it. She fucking humps away like a mink. And
this cunt of her's is as tight as can be.”

Gordon positioned himself above my face and gave me his cock to suck. I did my best, but my attention was mainly on getting my pussy drilled. Then the same jerking that I’d experienced with Garry in my mouth and face, was happening with Brian in my pussy. I could feel the warm semen inside my womb, and it felt soooooo goooooood.

Then I heard Brad’s voice, “Come on guys. Let someone else have a turn.” Brian pulled out, and Brad pushed his prick into my pussy. I felt it pushing, and my pussy stretching, but it kept on stretching, and I began to wonder what he was pushing up there. Soon he got it all in, and the boy was pretty

big, not so much long, as fat. Since this was only my second dong, it was really causing some stretching. But very soon this in itself began building into a volcano of pleasure. I was soon gyrating my pelvis up and down, crashing his balls against my ass.

When I felt the telltale signs of the arrival of his sperm, I wrapped my legs around him tightly. My pussy exploded with a flood of cum. I jerked about so violently, that I shook Gordon’s dick out of my mouth, and I must have been in spasms for at least two or three minutes.

“What the hell Patti, are you alright?” asked my brother.

“Ooooh Yesssss. I want some more prick, come on fuck me. Come on, who’s next? Come on, someone. Please.”

Garry and Gordon were now struggling with each other, both trying to be my next fuck.

“Hang on you two.” said Brian. “I’ve got an idea.”

“What do you mean?” asked Garry.

“Come on Patti, you get up a minute.” I did as he said. “Ok, Gordon you lay
on your back, and Patti straddle him. That’s it. Get his dick into your twat.”

Once again, I did as I was instructed. “Ok Garry. Go on you can be first in her ass.”

“Are you serious?” asked Garry.

“Go on. She’ll scream a little at first, but you can see she’s a fucking natural. She can’t get enough.”

Now on hearing that they were going to use my krinkled pucker, I got a little scared, and I started to pull myself off Gordon’s dick, trying to get up. Brian had anticipated this, and was kneeling in the middle of my back, and Brad was holding my shoulders. I thought to myself, it'll be ok; my brother Garry wouldn’t be the kind of guy to rape my ass. How wrong could I have been?

It did take him a few minutes to think about it, but once the idea had been processed by the brain down in his prick, he close up behind me. Soon he was using the juices from my pussy to lubricate my ass. His first push resulted in his cock sliding into my pussy alongside his pal Gordon’s. Both pricks went up, and actually, the two of them together weren’t much bigger than Brad’s prick by itself!

Once they were in and fucking, I thought, “Oh yes! This is fantastic!.” But after a few strokes, Garry pulled out and pushed against my asshole.

My hole opened, and he slid in. It wasn’t as painful as I’d expected, but it did feel very strange. They both pumped away like there was no tomorrow, as if they had to get finished as soon as possible.

“Oh God! Oh Yes! Yes! Fucking yes!” my brother was screaming excitedly with each squirt of jizz he shot up my ass.

No sooner had he finished, than, “Jesus! Yes! Go on girl! Fuck me! Patti you’re fucking great!”, now Gordon shrieked out a cry of ecstasy with each squirt he shot into my pussy. Well now, at this point it seemed like Gordon was completely satisfied as well. But I was still far from satisfied!

My brother got up, and I got off Gordon, but I hadn’t cum. I looked at both Brad and Brian to see if either of them were ready to fuck me again.

“Do you want some more?” asked Brad.

“Yes please. Everything was over too quick,” I replied.

I laid down, and he was soon pushing back inside me, with that big fat sausage stretching my pussy. He began ramming me hard, but his pace had slowed down from the first time. I was once again compelled to react to his thrusting--anything to heighten the stimulation I craved. By lifting my hips and pushing back against his thrusts, I got exactly what I wanted.

This was sooooooooooo goooooooooood, he could have done this all night, and I wouldn’t have complained. I’m not sure how long we were at it, but eventually I could tell he was getting to the point of cumming. My own climax had been simmering away waiting for this sign, and we both erupted in unison, it was the best feeling I’d ever experienced up to that moment.

“Oh Brad! I love you Brad. Kiss me.” I guess this was my first lesson about men and sex.

“Don’t be so fucking clingy. Get yourself up off the floor and get cleaned up, we’re going for a beer now,” Brad said. He’d had what he wanted, and now a beer was more important than I was!

“But you said you’d take me for a hamburger,” I said as I sat up and started wiping myself clean.

“We’ll drop you three off at the Munsters, and then we’re going downtown to get drunk,” said Brad.

“Hey! What about us,” asked my brother?

“You’ve got to get her back home before your mother gets worried, it’s nearly 10 o’clock. The last thing we need is an amber alert and lots of questions”

“Oh hell, I didn’t realize the time,” said Garry.

“There’s no need for me to come back home with you, I might as well go and have a beer with the guys,” said Gordon.

“I suppose so. Fucking sisters!” complained Garry.

“Yeh! But she came in very useful tonight,” laughed Brian.

As soon as I was cleaned up, the seats were once again put back to normal, and we were on our way. We stopped at the big iron gates, and my brother and I got out.

“Hey Gordon, be a pal and lend us your flashlight. We’ll need it for the damned path,” asked Garry.  He passed his flashlight out of the window, and the car took off into the distance.

“I don’t like this,” I said to Garry.

“Don’t worry, the dogs didn’t actually hurt you, they were only licking you. Here’s the flashlight.”

“Aren’t you going to hold it?”

“I’m not going in there. Those dogs only licked you because they could tell
you were female. They’d probably tear my leg off.”

“You’re not expecting me to go in by myself, are you?”

“They’re your clothes; you’re the one that’ll get into trouble if you go home
without them.”

”You bastard! What if I tell mom what you and your friends did to me?”

“Don’t be a dumb ass, they’ll all say you were willing. And anyway, I'll beat the shit out of you if you tell.”

He opened the gates.  There were no dogs in sight, so I started to walk back up to retrieve my clothes. I got right to the place where I’d stretched my tights across some bushes. I'd made it this far without any problems and the dogs hadn’t reappeared. I shined the flashlight past the motionless Warlock dummy, looking into the distance to check if the dogs were in sight.  There was no sign of movement of any kind, animal, human, or even supernatural.

After using the flashlight to locate my panties and tights, I had to put it down. I needed to use both hands to get my clothes from the thorny sticker bushes without tearing them. I leaned forward, had just freed my panties, and was turning around so I could step into them.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

As I spun back around I was confronted by the Warlock! This was no dummy, he was real, and frightening looking. He had a wrinkled face, and his breath was as hot as fire. I once again peed my pants, I would have turned and run, but the brambles were tightly wrapped around my ankles, and I couldn’t move.

So I stood there, with the hot pee running down my bare legs.

“I asked, what do you think you’re doing?” he repeated his question.

“I...I don’t know,” I said nervously.

“You don’t know? You must know! You’re stealing the clothes from MY
garden.”

“I...I’m sorry. Bu...but you see, they’re my clothes. I left them here earlier
tonight.”

“So if they're your panties, what panties have you got on now?”

“I...I haven’t got any on at all.”

“Hmmm. Let’s see.” And as he reached down towards the hem of my dress,

I was about to stop him, but runners shot out from the sticker bushes and wrapped up my wrists. He lifted my hem, and the brambles holding my ankles, pulled my legs wide open. He knelt down directly in-front of me, one hand holding my dress, the other hand slid under my open crotch.

“Very nice. It is silky smooth, and really juiced up. What a shame. I’d hoped you were a virgin.”

“What are you going to do to me?”

“Well my dear. That’s really up to you.”

“You have a choice. You could follow me to the house, where you can give an old man a treat. Or if you’d rather, I can play a trick on you, by walking away, and leaving you to their mercy.”  As he said “their mercy,” he looked all around him. I suddenly realized that either side of the path, where there had been sticker bushes, there were people. It was like a scene from hell.

The path was a narrow raised walkway, and either side in a pit were tortured demented souls. They were all climbing over each other and scrambling to get onto the walkway. But worse! I looked at my ankles and could see they were being pulled not by brambles, but by these vile creatures. I felt myself being pulled over backwards into the pit by my arms, these were also now in the clutches of the creatures.

“STOP THEM!” I screamed.

“You’ll follow me then?”

As I was falling backwards, I made a final plea,
“Help me! Yes, I’ll do anything. Please stop them.”

“Tagar. Zoltan.”

Instantly the two big dogs appeared, but now they weren’t dogs. They had the same bodies as the two big black dogs that had chased and licked me earlier. But these animals had three large snakes coming from their necks. As they dashed forward the snakes were lashing out in all directions, and the creatures in the pit retreated instantly. As I’d already lost my balance, I expected to land in the pit, but the snakes from one of the dogs encircled my body around my shoulders, and caught me. I was gently lifted back to the path.

The Warlock turned and started walking up the path towards the house,
“Come on up, my dear. I can’t wait to taste your juices.”

I looked back towards the gates, but one of the dog type creatures was positioned on the path blocking my exit, with the snake heads writhing around, and his fork tongues tasting the night air. The Warlock was a few yards ahead, the other dog creature (which I later found out were called Canischelydrus) was in front of him lashing out at the creatures in the pits on either side, making the pathway clear. But as they cleared for the Canischelydrus as it made its way up the path, they closed behind like a zipper. I had no escape, so I had to try and catch up with the Warlock.

As I went to step forward, I could see a hand about to grab my ankle, so I moved to the left, whereupon I was grabbed by a hand from the other side of the path. As I struggled to kick my leg free, my other ankle was grabbed, and I was now restrained, unable to move backward or forward.

The Canischelydrus was just sitting on the walk behind me, not attempting to scare off my attackers. They were pulling me ever wider until I inevitably fell backwards landing on the Canischelydrus who broke my fall. He just got up and walked a few steps back and laid down, unconcerned about what was happening to me.

“HELP! PLEASE COME BACK AND HELP ME,” I shouted as loud as I could to attract the Warlock’s attention.

The hands were now groping all over my body, from all sides. I had fingers in both my pussy and bottom. Looking back, there is no reason this couldn’t have been pleasurable, but with these creatures all looking so hideous, and the whole atmosphere, I was in an hysterical panic. Then, as I laid there I saw the big dark figure standing above me, looking down.

“Are you ready to follow me and do as I say without question?”

Someone had their fingers poking into my mouth, so talking was difficult, “Yes anything. Please, I beg you to get them off me.”

“Tagar. Zoltan,” he snapped. Both of the Canischelydrus instantly started lashing about with their snake heads, and the creatures in the pit retreated as quickly as last time, leaving me laid spread eagle on the walk.

“Tagar.”

The Warlock turned and again headed for the house, with Tagar the Canischelydrus clearing his path. I got to my feet as quickly as I could, and caught up with them, not wanting a repeat of the last few moments. Zoltan followed behind us, and the poor creatures caused me no further problems. We eventually arrived at the steps that led up to the big front door. I followed the Warlock, and as he opened the door we went in followed by the Canischelydrus.

There was a big wooden staircase in the massive hallway. We went into a room on the right hand side, and there was a big log fire burning brightly.

“Ok my dear. You can get undressed now.”

I only had my dress and bra on, so I lowered my dress, and slipped off my bra. I stood there in the flickering firelight, totally naked. The Warlock wasn’t wearing trousers, just a big long flowing robe. It was like a monk would wear, but it was all black. He slowly lifted his robe, and a big hard prick was revealed standing at attention. He took two steps back and sat on
the big old couch.

He pointed to a small table at the end of the couch, which had a large glass bowl filled with candies of all sorts.

"Ok my little one. What's it going to be? Dick or treat?"

I knew there was no way he'd let me go until I’d at least sucked his dick.

"I'll have the dick please,” I replied.

“Come my little one. Show me how well you can suck.”

I walked across and knelt on the floor, putting his wong in my mouth. I soon started to relax, as I tasted the pre-cum sweet and salty on my tongue.  I’d been sucking and going up and down on him for a few minutes, when he said, “You’re not very experienced at this, are you, my dear?”

I lifted off him, “I’m sorry. Am I doing it wrong?”

“Go and pull that sash by the fireplace.”

I looked over to the fire, and there was a heavy velvet sash to one side of the fire place, I walked over and gave it a yank. Nothing happened. I looked over to the Warlock, as if to say, “Now what?”

“Be patient my dear.”

The door to the room opened and in came a woman; who looked exactly like Leticia from the Munsters. With a long flowing dress that showed most of her tits, she didn’t appear to be walking, instead she appeared to float across the floor.

“Yes my dear. What can I do for you?” she asked the Warlock.

“My darling, I have saved this pretty young thing from the evil minions of hell, and she wants to show her appreciation. But I’m afraid she’s very inexperienced, and needs some basic training.”

At this she knelt down as I had done, “Watch me carefully, my dear and pay close attention to how and when I breathe.” With that she took a deep breath, opened her mouth, and took the prick inside. Just a few sucks up and down his shaft, and she lifted off. Her tongue started lapping up and around his shaft, and culminated in flicking the bell shaped end. Then a quick breath, and with her mouth again open she went back down, this time not stopping.

The prick was much too long to get it all in her mouth, but it all disappeared just the same. She went up and down several times, and then lifted off again. A few licks, which was when she took her breath, and back down onto it. I could see the bulge in her neck, as the prick was actually going into her throat!

She lifted off, and looked at me, “There you are my dear. It’s really easy. Just make sure you’ve got enough air in your lungs before you block your windpipe. Now you try it.”

I got down and licked all around as she had done, when I got to the bit where I flicked at his helmet with my tongue, I could see I was sending shivers up the Warlock’s spine. His eyes were rolling back in his head. I took my deep breath, and slowly went down on his prick. As it reached the back of my throat, I let it slide further. She was right, it slid in without a problem, but it was a strange feeling. I only went two or three strokes, before lifting off to take another breath. But then back down I went again.

Just as it was entering my throat for the second time, I felt her tongue on my pussy. I pushed up and down on the prick, but my mind was on what she was doing to me. How many strokes I’d done, I don’t know, but I was suddenly in need of air. I lifted off quickly, and gasped wildly.

“Be careful my dear. I thought you’d been on it a long time. You were told to take regular breaths.”

I didn’t answer, but as soon as I’d calmed down I got back onto his dick and continued taking it deep into my throat. She was as skilled at licking pussy as she had been at giving head, and my pussy was on fire. I wanted a dick inside me like I’d never wanted anything before.

I lifted off his prick, and looked up at him, “Do you want to fuck me?”

“You haven’t finished the job you’ve already started.”

“Please, I want to have you inside me.”

“Ok, since you’ve asked so nicely. Turn around, but don’t get up. Stay on your hands and knees, and while I’m looking after your needs, you can return the favor to my wife.”

His wife laid on her back, lifted her dress and opened her legs wide to reveal a wet juicy cunt. I got my tongue into action trying to do for her what she had been doing to me. And behind me the Warlock was easing his big prick into my eager pussy. Oh boy was this goooood. The events earlier had been a revelation to me, but it was fucking business was  just getting better all the time. He was ramming away as I licked his wife, I was down on my elbows, so as to get low enough.

I didn't have much in the way of tits, just small mounds with little pert nipples. Then I felt something was touching my nipples, both of them. At first I thought the warlock had reached under me with his hands. But whatever was on me was wet. I had my head firmly in between her thighs, so I had no way of seeing who it was giving me the wonderful icing on my cake.

Then, what had felt like a tongue flicking my nipples, changed to something latching around them and sucking. The tongue was still flicking away, but there was what felt like a large sucker latched around my tits. With my tits only being small, he had almost got the complete tit in what I presumed was his mouth. But who was it? And as I had my face at floor level sucking and licking her pussy, how was there room for him to get under me. All these questions were pushed to the back of my mind as the ramming prick brought me to a boil.

I knew I couldn’t hold my climax for much longer, when I noticed a spasmodic change in his ramming. I knew I had been right; he started jerking violently as floods of his cream were injected into me. My pussy wasn’t going to be out done, and as it began streaming out its own juices, it clamped his prick in a series of contractions squeezing even more jism into my love hole.

I collapsed into a heap on the floor, writhing about in some sort of semi-conscious state. I’d fallen off his wife’s pussy, and I was on my back on the floor. Whoever the two people were on my tits, they hadn’t yet let go. Both tits were getting the sucking of their life, and this was enhancing my ongoing orgasm. As it subsided, I opened my eyes, and got the fright of my life.

There weren’t any other people in the room, only me the Warlock and his wife. The Canischelydrus was knelt by my side, two of its snake heads busy sucking my tits! The third head was right up close staring me in the eyes, and flicking its tongue, as a person would lick his lips. All passion suddenly stopped, I was terrified.

“GET HIM OFF ME,” I screamed.

The Warlock’s wife had sat up by now, and she gently stroked my hair, and softly said, “Calm down, my dear. It won’t hurt you. Just lie back and you will experience a pleasure not many normal people have ever experienced.”

“Please don’t do this to me,” I pleaded.

“Shh. My little one. Trust me. Open your legs up wider, and lift them up to your shoulders, so I can hold them for you.”

"Please no. Don’t make me.”

“Nobody will force you my little one, but doesn’t it feel good on your tits. And if you don’t look after Tagar and Zoltan, why should they look after you when you have to leave?”

I thought about what she meant, and the picture in my mind of trying to get back along that walkway without my two protectors, was not a pretty picture.

“What are they going to do to me?”

“Don’t concern yourself my little one, close your eyes and dream wonderful dreams. You’re about to journey into the pleasures zone not known to many people. Lift up your legs for me.”

I did as she asked, and I felt her take hold of my ankles.

“Good girl. Now open wide.”

I thought she meant my legs, which were already fully wide open, so I tried to get them wider. Since she was holding my ankles, this wasn’t easy.

“No little one, not your legs. They’re open exactly right already. Open your mouth, and don’t forget about your breathing.”

I opened my mouth, and I felt the flicking tongue investigating my lips. I thought, “Oh god, the snake head is going into my mouth.” I was right; it slid in and was beginning a thrusting action like a big fat prick fucking into me. It was taking long slow strokes getting deeper each time, until it was now entering my throat. There was some action starting down below, something was flicking wet around my ass, pussy and belly button, all at the same time. The one on my belly button kept up the licking and occasional sucking.

But the ones on both cunt and ass, were now probing. They were working
as a team, the effect was unbelievable. She had said this would be an experience to remember, and boy was she right. If ever there were an understatement, then that was one.

These Canischelydrus might be creatures of the devil, but they were sure as hell taking me to heaven. My hair was still being stroked, and she was also kissing my neck and nibbling my ear lobes. I can only assume it must have been the Warlock, who was sucking my toes. The two Canischelydrus had all other areas covered. The pleasure was coming at me from all angles. I felt myself cumming, but spasm and jerk as I may, and they all kept on relentlessly poking, sucking, licking and kissing. I came at least five times and I thought it was going to go on forever. Then, I was conscious of a whisper in my ear.

“Come on my little one. You’re ready to reward the Canischelydrus.”

Ready to reward them? I thought that was what I was doing now! All of the probing stopped, and my tits were released. I was helped onto my hands and knees. I’d opened my eyes and as I looked at the Canischelydrus standing in front of me. I could see this animal was not just a mixture of Dog and snake, but the prick could only have been that of a horse! It had to be 18 inches long, and thick as a bottle! I felt the Canischelydrus behind me mounting me from behind. Its prick ramming at my hole to get in.

“Oh no,” I screamed.

But to no avail, up inside me it went! My belly inflated as it pushed  in.

“Take a deep breath,” was the advice from my instructress.

This was followed by the other Canischelydrus pushing his prick into my mouth, and forcing hard at my throat. The one on my back was now in full stroke, ramming in and out hitting my cervix every time. But not content with this, two of his snake heads had wrapped around me and each one was again swallowing a tit apiece, licking at the same time. Its third head was licking my all around my neck, and nuzzling my ear lobes. Now I know the thought of a snake doing this is not what you would normally get turned on by.

But all I can say is, that unless you’ve experienced it you cannot imagine the pleasure. The dick in my mouth was pushing hard at my throat, but thrust as he might, he was too big to enter. Now as I was building for another climax, the Canischelydrus in my mouth decided to use its snake heads on me. So as he was in my mouth, his heads were down the other end of my body. One was licking at my belly button, one was sucking and nibbling my clit, and as the prick up my pussy was that long that the animal’s body was not hard up against me, the third snake found enough room to work its way up my ass!

Have you ever heard anyone say, “I feel fucked?” I can tell you, they don’t know what fucked is. I was being FUCKED! They fucked like it was going out of style, it lasted seemingly forever. I came more times than I could count. When they finally shot their semen, I knew their balls must be another item they have in common with a horse. They shot a gallon of goo each! I lay on the floor, completely exhausted, covered from head to toe in jism. But was I satisfied?

YES I FUCKING WAS!

Unlike a man when he’s had enough cunt, all he wants is a beer. All I wanted was sleep!

“That’s it my little one, you get some sleep,” I hardly heard the last words, before I'd drifted into the land of nod. I awoke suddenly, and jumped to my feet, saying, “My god! What  time is it?”

“Don’t worry my little one, while you’re here with us time has no meaning.”

Time has no meaning, I thought to myself, it might have no meaning to you, but to me it could mean the difference between, “Hello darling have you had a good night,” and “Get up those stairs quick, and your dad will be up there with his belt to give you a good whipping.” While I’d been sleeping, I’d been cleaned up completely. My tights and panties had been washed, dried, and I was now fully clothed.

I looked over at the Warlock who was also fully clothed again, “Can I go home now?”

“Of course you can.”

Thinking about what she had said earlier, I asked, “Can Tagar and Zoltan come with me, to make sure I get along the walkway?”

“That won’t be necessary, and anyway they’re both sound asleep. You wore them out” and he laughed.

I looked to where the two dogs, yes I do mean dogs. They had changed back to normal big dogs, and both were fast asleep by the fireside.

“Come on my little one, you've done yourself proud at taking dick. Now go and get yourself a bag of treats, and then I’ll show you out.”  His wife accompanied me to the door, and the walkway outside was just a normal sidewalk with sticker bushes growing over it. Once down the steps I flew like the wind, worrying how late it was, and knowing I was in big trouble.

But, when I got to the gate, totally out of breath, my brother said, “Shit. You were quick. I didn’t think you’d have even got up there by now let alone getting dressed. And where did you get that bag of suckers from?”

Then feeling my tights, and not waiting for me to answer him. “They’ve dried. Well, mom will never know. Give me one of those suckers, and I’ll take the flashlight.”

Flashlight! I'd left the damned flashlight. “Fuck!”

‘What’s up? You haven’t lost it, you stupid slut! Go on, fucking run back in there, and don’t come back without it.”

I ran back, tripping on bramble after bramble, till I reached the oak tree. The Warlock figure was still tied to the post, and I searched around the ground looking for the flashlight.

“Is this what you’re looking for?”

I turned quickly around, and the dummy was now a frail old man. He looked about ninety years old. He was holding the flashlight out towards me. I grabbed it, saying, “Thank you.” I turned and was about to run. But the whole area was like once again a pit from hell. If I’d have moved one step, they would have been able to reach me. I turned back to him.

“What do you want? Haven’t I done enough tonight?”

“Yes my dear. But as you can see my powers are limitless. All I want is a year of your life.”

“What do you mean?”

“I want you to promise to visit once a week for the next year. Then I’ll release you, and claim a new Halloween victim.”

“And if I don’t?”

“How are you going to get home?”

He had a point! There was no way past the hordes of hell.

“But if I agree, can I go now?”

“Of course my little one. But don’t even think about going back on your promise, or you’ll end up joining those souls down there for eternity.”One look into any of the faces, told me I didn’t want that.

“Ok, I promise.” Instantly he’d gone, so had the hordes of hell. I ran back to Garry, and never told him a word about what had happened.

Did I keep my promise to go back? Did my brother keep hitting on me for a regular fuck? Did his friends do the same? Did my dad hear rumors about how I was an easy fuck, and try hitting on me for some action? All these and more questions could be answered in a later story, if anyone is interested.

Thanks for reading, and please feel free to email me at Lord_John_Thomas@hotmail.com I would also like to acknowledge the much appreciated help give by Redbaron, who edit this story and gave it a genuine American flavour. :" Edited by Redbaron719".
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