Stewart had fallen asleep in front of the TV as he sat in his armchair in the
lounge and awoke suddenly to find Mary Bean standing in the doorway.
He wasn’t sure if what he was seeing was real
or if he was dreaming so he closed his eyes and when he opened them again she
was still there and he smiled.
Stewart Simpson was an
unremarkable man in his late twenties, and he had been married to Carole, whom
he loved very much, for over five years.
They lived in a
cul-de-sac in a modern development in Childean and had well paid jobs that they
both enjoyed, they had two foreign holidays every year and had a very
comfortable life.
They didn’t have
children, but they had no plans for that to change in the immediate future so
everything in the garden was lovely the only fly in the ointment was the lack
of excitement, in the bedroom.
Carole had a very low
sex drive and was therefore quite content with having sex on high days and
holidays.
For Stewart the
reverse was true he would have liked to be doing it with his wife all the time,
but he loved her very much and so he contented himself with watching porn and
knocking one out when the need arose.
However Mr. Average Simpson started to lead a secret
life.
It all came about when his sister in law Mary Bean came to stay with
them.
She was a twenty three year old trouble maker
and a bit of a delinquent, in fact all in all a thoroughly disagreeable
creature and she had driven her mother to the point of a nervous breakdown.
So at the end of July Mary went to live with
the Simpson’s, in order to give her poor mother a break from her.
But from the moment she first arrived in
Childean she made their life a living hell with her foul mouth and disagreeable
behavior.
But as he sat in his armchair only 14 months
after she first arrived he found it difficult to believe that the foul mouthed,
disagreeable, lazy and ungrateful little cow was the same girl he was now
looking at.
The same shrewish girl that he had tamed with a
sound spanking and a thorough shag over the coffee table.
After that evening she was a different person and on
every Tuesday and Wednesday evening when his wife Carole went out Mary would
appear in the doorway to the lounge looking coy, sometimes in her nightclothes
or just in a dressing gown fresh from the shower and quite often she would
dress up.
And that was the case the day before Halloween when he
awoke from his dose to find her standing in the doorway dressed as Wednesday Addams.
She was wearing a black dress with large white
cuffs and matching collar, he liked collar and cuffs to match, black tights, he
presumed them to be tights anyway and low heels, but heels nonetheless to shape
her legs and around her narrow waist was a broad black belt with a large silver
buckle.
He thought she looked very sexy, which was
quite perverse really as the costume wasn’t meant to be sexy, but it was with
her in it.
Mary was dressed as Wednesday Addams and she
was wearing a black dress with large white cuffs and matching collar, he liked
collar and cuffs to match, black tights, he presumed them to be tights anyway
and low heels, but heels nonetheless to shape her legs and around her narrow
waist was a broad black belt with a large silver buckle.
He thought she looked very sexy, which was
quite perverse really as the costume wasn’t meant to be sexy, but it was with
her in it.
On her head she wore a brown wig with long
braids, but with her complexion, which was naturally pale, her face didn’t
require make up.
“Hello gorgeous” he said and in response she
undid the belt and dropped it on the floor as she walked towards him and began
unbuttoning the front of her dress.
He could see the lace edge of her black bra
appear and after another pace the whole cup was visible.
By the time she reached his chair he could
see right down to the waistband of her tights.
Mary leant forward and put a hand on the arm
rests either side of him, to support herself, allowing the full weight of her little
tits to hang seductive and inviting in their black lace holster.
Which was when she kissed him in a passionate,
wet, cock swelling way and he reciprocated.
When she stopped Mary stood up and without
speaking she took hold of both of his hands and pulled him up out of the chair,
then with a shrug of her shoulders the dress was around her ankles.
Mary was normally compliant and easily bent
to his will but he was enjoying the more dominant Mary.
But he still intended to pick her up and
carry her upstairs but instead they performed a frantic lustful dance as they each
tried to steer the other towards the stairs which looked like a type of horny
pinball as they careered off the walls.
At the foot of the stairs they lost their
bearings and ended up in the kitchen where he unhooked the catch between her
breasts and they briefly swung invitingly free until he gave them a thorough
groping, they had certainly matured in the few weeks since he had last fondled
them, after a nice grope he pushed her backwards onto the table and sucked her
magnificent erect, pink nipples, sucking on them like a hungry child.
Only the 70 denier fabric of her black tights
and a pair of scanty briefs stood between him and another joyful fuck.
Her breasts were rising and falling and he
could hear her heart pounding in her chest as he suckled on her.
When he stopped sucking on her tits leaving
them wet, misshapen and swollen and chose instead to watch her as his hand reached
the heart of her Halloween fire and he fingered her through her tights, the
fabric slipping and sliding on her wet gash until her cream oozed through the
fabric, and Mary wriggled beneath his hand and moaned like a whore.
Mary’s hands gripped the edges of the table until her knuckles whitened
and her panting came in course rasping breaths until she cried out in orgasm.
Mary’s hands gripped the edges of the table until her knuckles whitened
and her panting came in course rasping breaths until she cried out in orgasm.
Stewart reached up under her arse with both
hands and smartly yanked the tights from her cheeks and down her thighs to her
knees, then he went up there again for her pants this time she obliged him by
lifting her arse off the table and the black lace panties rolled easily off her
buttocks and he gently pushed her legs back until her knee’s rested on her tits
so that when he looked lustily down at her pink pussy it was inviting him to
dine, so with a hand behind each knee to hold her open he plunged in to the
salty rime and licked out her clamshell.
"Oh God Stewart" she moaned as he licked her out and one of her shoes
fell off while he noshed her, it was the first time that evening that she had
spoken.
She gripped the table so tightly her knuckles
showed even whiter through her pale skin as he continued to work on her with his
tongue and then she came.
Stewart stood up licking his lips and disposed
of her remaining shoe before he roughly pulled her tights and knickers off over
her feet.
“Do it here” she demanded “do it now” and she tried to release his cock from his
trousers, her bra hanging on her like a gunslingers vest.
He suddenly became aware of the amount of times he’d had her on a table of some
description so he thought it would be best to take her upstairs.
Besides the kitchen table had seen enough
action already.
“No” he said sternly as he quickly locked the
backdoor and she looked at him crestfallen until he said "bed"
Which was greeted with a broad smile and then she ran up the stairs like a rat
up a drainpipe.
He took more measured strides and paused to pick up her discarded clothes on
the way before he and his erection made a steady ascent up the stairs.
Mary was sitting on her haunches in the
middle of her bed when he entered the room.
“Hurry, hurry” she screamed excitedly
bouncing up and down on her knees.
The wig lay on the bedroom floor and she had
released her shoulder length mousy hair which was a shade or two lighter than
her muff and as he looked down at her mousy minge he thought again about how
much he liked the collar and cuffs to match.
As Mary bounced on the bed, everything
bounced along with her although his eyes focused on her tits.
“Hurry” she said urgently crawling towards him
on her hands and knees and grabbed hold of his belt and pulled him towards her
and hurriedly began undoing his trousers.
“Time to get it out” she said with a look of
intense concentration on her face.
“There he is” Mary said gleefully as she
roughly pulled his pants down and released the beast.
Meanwhile he was unbuttoning his shirt when Mary
suddenly leapt up, and taking him completely by surprise, shoved him so hard he
fell onto the bed.
Mary was knelt on the bed and hurriedly began
undoing his trousers.
“Time to get it out” she said with a look of
intense concentration on her face.
“There he is” Mary said gleefully as she
roughly pulled his pants down and released the beast.
Meanwhile he was unbuttoning his shirt when
Mary suddenly leapt up, and taking him completely by surprise, shoved him so
hard he fell onto the bed.
“Get on your back” she commanded and he duly
complied and in an instant she was on top of him and thrusting her eager cunny
onto his throbbing cock.
“Oh that’s it” she moaned as with luscious
liquid thrusts she skewered herself on him again and again.
He thought as he lay beneath her fondling her
tits while she fucked him how different this girl was to the one who made their
life a misery just over a year earlier.
Unlike the previous times she had ridden him
she remained completely in control as she emitted the most sensual self-satisfying
moans.
Not needing to intercede he just gripped her cute
buttocks as she rode him beyond the precipice and she screamed
“Oh fuck” as he shot into her.
Mary was such a surprisingly good Halloween fuck
that he was in no rush to leave her bed and he let her have him once more
before he left her room just moments before Carole arrived home.
On Halloween itself he was going to spend a quiet evening alone as, Mary, dressed as Wednesday Addams, the outfit he’d removed her from the previous
night and her best friend Anjuli, dressed as a horny witch were going to a party.
But as he sat alone watching TV Anjuli appeared in the doorway and said
“Trick or treat” and held out her treat bag, he didn’t look in it because
he knew only too well what she considered a treat.
In her treat bag there
were likely to be hand cuffs, silk ropes vibrators and a large pink dildo.
“Oh a Treat please” he
said just as Mary joined her
“That’s not how it
works” Anjuli said, “We’re supposed to get the treat”
“Well I’m game if you
are,” he said directly to Anjuli
She licked her lips
and looked at her friend who smiled and said
“Go on then, I had
mine last night” she said and kissed her then over her shoulder she added “You’ve
got half an hour”
Anjuli stepped in the room
and closed the door behind her.
She stood against the
wall in her witch’s outfit, all in black except for the white stripes on her
long socks and the red laces in her high-heeled ankle boots and was smiling and
biting her lip.
“Well come and get
your treat then” he said
So she took off her
witch’s hat and threw it on the floor before the little witch kissed him and he
took her voluptuous young body in his arms.
Whereas her friend Mary’s
body was on the skinny side of slim
Anjuli’s was curvy and
full.
He fumbled inside her
cloak as they kissed and quickly rummaged his way through the layers until he
reached her bare flesh and moments later he had un-harnessed her huge tits and
got them both in hand.
Her hot mouth was
clamped over his as her darting tongue explored every inch of his mouth and she
snorted noisily through her nose.
Then her mouth, lips
and tongue kissed and licked their way to his ear as his hands were grasping
hands full of skirt until his palms were touching the naked flesh at the top of
her socks and from her outer thighs moved up to her buttocks, squeezing the
pliable cheeks until his hands were entering her knickers and dragging them off
her plump cheeks as Anjuli slurped in his ear.
Once her knickers were
at half-mast he turned his attention to the witches familiar, her pussy, his
right hand moved seamlessly from buttock to hip to belly and then descended
through her lush bush, to rest on her mound, she stopped tonguing his ear and
looked at him earnestly before giving one of her slutty smiles and his finger
slipped inside her crease, her smile widened and her eyes rolled back into
her head as he fingered her among the hot creamy sauce of his Halloween
treat.
And there they stood, Anjuli pinned
against the wall with her knickers around her thighs as he frigged her wet gash
until she came.
“What shall I do to
the naughty little witch now” he asked her
“Give her your wand”
she replied and giggled
Stewart took her hand
and led her across the lounge but due to her low-slung drawers Anjuli had to
waddle not unlike a duck until they reached the sofa where he propped her
against the end of the sofa and knelt in front of her and with my hands beneath
the hem of her skirt I slid them up slowly from her knees to her naked thighs,
taking the skirt with them until her thick black pubic triangle was before his
eyes and he buried his face in it and she giggled again.
He would have liked to
have given her the same thorough treatment that Mary had received the night
before but there was no time for it on that occasion.
While his nose took in
her erotic scent his hands pulled her knickers down to her ankles.
Stewart then stood up
with his hands still up her skirt and gripping her buttocks, one gorgeous cheek
in each hand, he lifted her effortlessly of the ground until her big round arse
was sitting on top of the sofa back.
There was a pause for
another passionate fuelled wet kiss and then he leant her backwards until she
lay balanced along the sofa back.
There was a pause in
proceedings for another passionate fuelled wet kiss between Stewart and Anjuli
and then he leant her backwards until she lay balanced along the sofa back.
Obligingly her legs
came up so he could pull her big black knickers off her over her boots.
And as she lay there
with her pussy on display he dropped his trousers and readied himself and then
to her delight he penetrated her tight brown pussy.
It felt so good as he
looked down on her as he was doing her and he was admiring her thick black untamed
patch of pubes and he thought how beautifully hairy she was.
Anjuli knew only too
well how much he liked her tits and her chocolate coloured nipples so she
uncovered them for him and put them on display before she wrapped her striped
legs around him as he pumped her tight pussy.
He knew it was going
to be over all too soon and he really wished he could spend more time on her,
but Anjuli, like Mary, was a game bird so he knew this would not be the
last time she would be wetting his balls.
His hands slid
forwards and fondled her huge titties and her small hands grasped his shoulders
as he reached the short strokes and her moans became frantic, and he kept that
up until her back arched and they both came in unison.
He was reluctant to
withdraw from her juiciness because he knew there would be no second helping of
her that night.
They had a final kiss
and cuddle by the lounge door before he opened it to find Mary on the other
side
“I thought you were
never coming” she said and then blushed when she realised the connotation.
Stewart was turned on
by her embarrassment and kissed her long and slowly, then he said.
“You too had better go
before I get another stiffy”
There was a moment’s
hesitation but then the girls stepped out under the porch light.
“You’ve got cum on you
cloak Ju” he said
“It’s an occupational
hazard for a dirty little witch” Mary replied and two girls trotted off down
the path laughing.
He stayed at the front
door until they were completely out of sight.
“Well that was nice”
he said to himself then he noticed some trick or treaters heading his way so he
went inside and turned off the light.
He didn’t particularly
like Halloween but he loved it when the girls dressed up.
He was fortunate that
Halloween fell on one of the nights Carole was out at her friends.
Stewart was upstairs
for part of the time while Carole was getting changed and she was responsible
for initiating the arousal that ended inside Anjuli, he would have preferred to
have made love to his wife who he loved so much.
Sex was great with the
girls and he really enjoyed it but it was only sex he didn’t love either Mary
or Anjuli.
Carole looked gorgeous
when she left the house and it made him wonder if some horny wizard would be
putting his wand up her, but he dismissed the thought almost as soon as it
entered his mind.
After all she had a
very low sex drive and didn’t really like sex that much.
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