Trick And Treat update

Jean barely knew what to do with herself when Scott and Dhalua dragged her deeper into the mansion, but they were ignoring her anyway. Her arousal was a literal embarrassment of riches, at a fever pitch, and she didn’t know how they could further degrade her—but she was sure Emma had a few ideas.

They brought her to the cellar door in the kitchen. Scott carried her down the wooden steps. The cellar wasn’t used for foodstuffs anymore—too vulnerable to poisoning—so Emma had taken advantage of it. Now it looked more like a dungeon. Chains hung from the ceiling and ran down the cement walls. A table with straps at either end was the centerpiece of the room. Like a dentist’s chair, it was bolted to the floor on one squat pillar.

They spread-eagled Jean on the table, Scott getting her wrists and Dhalua getting her ankles. Jean instinctively pulled at her bindings, but they’d secured her limbs tightly.

Next, Scott opened a wooden cabinet and took out a strap-on dildo. Jean could only imagine who Emma had fucked with that. And it being Emma, she hadn’t forgotten any lascivious aspect it could be used for. Scott pushed the dildo inside her, using the harness to hold it in place penetrating Jean.

“It’s not that I don’t like you, Jean,” he said in his crisp, cool voice. “You’re a very nice girl. You’re just no fun to fuck. But I don’t want you to do without. So while I have fun fucking Emma, you can feel this dildo inside you. Maybe you’ll find it a little easier to take than… what Emma and I have been doing.”

He twisted the base of the dildo and it came to life, vibrating inside of Jean, churning in her pussy, sending its quivers so deep into Jean that it seemed to be thrusting itself deeper into her!

Jean writhed in helpless convulsions with the vibrator humming at her inner muscles, wracking them with tireless energy. Emma smiled sadistically as she strutted closer to Jean, displaying her well-fucked body, even canting her hips to show off the cum Scott had deposited in her, whitewashing her cunt.

“Let’s let Dhalua see how I take Scott’s cock. Get a neutral opinion. I’m betting she won’t even have to watch Scott screw you to tell that no one can give him a better fuck than me. In fact, I’m going to fuck him in ways you’ve never even thought of.”

She stooped to the table’s base, lowering it down like an office chair, then crawling on top of it. Emma arranged herself on top of Jean, glowering down at her while the dildo did its work.

“Scott, fuck my ass. Shove your prick up my hole and sodomize me like the anal whore you wished you had, all those long, unsatisfying nights with Jean…”

Sweat washing down Scott’s bare chest, he stared at Emma. Enthralled by the sight of her nakedly offered ass, even he couldn’t quite comprehend the latest indignity she wished to inflict on Jean. “What?”

“Put your great big dick in my asshole and fuck me!” Emma fumed. “I want to be your anal slut!”

Scott hesitated for a moment, his eyes slanting to Jean, his ears pricked up to hear how her moans rose in volume. She liked the idea of Emma being his anal slut, of Emma going so far above and beyond her own performance with Scott as to claim a sex act that she’d never done with him.

Scott walked up to Emma. He planted a hand on each side of her peach of an ass, then pried her buttocks far apart. The small puckered sphincter of her asshole winked invitingly into view. Scott brought his gleaming cockhead against the tiny opening and pressed forward, though he found it hard to believe his fat cock would ever fit inside Emma’s sweet little hole.

“Yes! Do it! Put that big prick in my ass!” Emma gasped breathlessly. She had her neck craned to look at him as he made her his anal bitch—something Jean had never, ever been.

He started slow, only gradually putting his weight down on Emma’s waiting asshole. The luscious curves of her asscheeks were slowly pulled out of their perfect alignment, warped around the invading heft of his manhood. He mashed her down into Jean’s recumbent body. Emma’s large breasts flattened against Jean’s perter ones.

“Look at her, Jean,” Scott breathed. “Even now, Emma wants this. Even feeling what a tight, little girl she is… and what a hard-on I have to give her…”

“Yes! I want you to fuck my ass! I’ll take all the cock you have to give!” Emma panted, her rushing gasps pushing and pulling at Jean’s own breathing.

Scott kept pressuring Emma’s ass until the puckered hole began to give. It expanded, gradually sucking up his cockhead while it bulled its way in. Much to Scott’s own surprise, he soon had the whole knob of his cockhead past her sphincter.

“Give me more! I want the rest of your cock!” Emma begged, before she bit her lower lip, having to do something to withstand the pained ecstasy crowding her body. She looked down into Jean’s eyes to let her see how good it felt. How much Jean was missing out on.

Only Scott’s little ass-fuck whore got to feel this and that was Emma.

Jean tried to control the arousal throbbing through her sex, but she still felt it surging and building inside her. It wasn’t just the dildo mercilessly ravishing her cunt, it was the feeling of being tied down spread-eagle, helpless to whatever punishing delights Scott and Emma chose for her.

She wondered how much of a slut it made her that she was willing to let them do anything to her—was it any more whorish that Emma seemed to have all sorts of degradations she was calling on Scott to provide her with? Actively seducing him, fucking him, while Jean simply opened herself up to any debauchery that could be visited on her? How much of a dirty bitch was Jean to get off on it when Emma was the one being fucked?

“Goddamn, you really love cock,” Scott groaned, sinking more weight onto Emma. One, two, three inches of his girthy erection were fed into her anus.

“I love it, I love you, I love being fucked!” Emma cried. Four inches of his member pushed inside her, then five, then six.

Scott paused, resting. Emma’s rectum was as snug a fit as he could’ve hoped for. Its tightness challenged his massive cock with every inch he gave her. Her buttocks pressed in on either side of his prick with seething heat.

Scott ran his hands over Emma’s sculpted back, every inch of toned, luscious muscle inviting further touching. Feeling the tension in her musculature from housing so much of his endowment inside herself, he gave her a brisk rubdown, easing Emma’s unvoiced distress and readying her to take more of being sodomized.

In the middle of his massage, he pressed his hips forward. The last few inches of his erection slid inside her, following the cockhead that was plumbing untouched depths of her colon.

“Scooootttt,” Emma crooned, not able to cry out now, only keen with a frothing excitement. Her pussy clenched and convulsed; Emma rubbed it against Jean’s thigh just to have something touching it.

“He’s in my ass! All of him… he’s all mine…” she moaned to the redhead, barely able to force the words out through her torturous pleasure, but desperate to let Jean know the truth. No matter what she did, Emma’s would always be the first ass Scott had ever penetrated.

Scott gave Emma what she clearly wanted, pumping his dick in and out of her anus over and over again. Emma took every inch, her asshole squeezing at his straining erection as if trying to hold onto it.

Ass-fucking a woman like this was something Scott had wanted to do for a long time, but Jean had never let him. Now Emma was begging him to do it, taking every inch of prick like it was meant to go in her.

Jean twisted, wrenching at her bonds like it was a sex act she was performing with the vibrator. And it did seem to intensify the frenzied rapture she was in, but Jean couldn’t help herself. She had to do something as her flesh coiled and thrashed, stuffed full of violent convulsions and feverish arousal.

She was helpless to stop herself from feeling so passionate—the dildo moving inside her did so with ever increasing delirium. It hummed and quivered obscenely against her inner folds until all Jean could think of was how sexually ready she was. Primed to receive the erotic treatment Emma was getting, deprived of it, but given this sensual torture so she couldn’t even pretend she wasn’t a slut. She was. Just not as big a slut as Emma.

“You’re right, Emma! You’re right! You’re right!” she whined. “I can’t take it! I’m not as good a fuck as you are! Scott fucks too hard for me—I can’t even take this little dildo! Stop it from fucking me; I can’t stand it!

Her words echoed uselessly off Scott and Emma’s conjoined bodies while the tireless vibrator kept at her sex, tormenting and titillating her to a desperate need for release. She writhed and moaned, trying to deny herself, but just as anxious to achieve the magnificent orgasm she knew she could have. She could see Emma experiencing one—Emma, who’d stolen Scott away from her because she knew how to be a good cock-holster to him.

“My GOD, Scott, won’t you ever let me stop COMING?” Emma cried. Her prone body was raked against Jean’s body with every thrust Scott made into her luscious ass. She felt like she was filled with cock. Stretched as taut around Scott’s arousal as a condom would be.

“You take it up the ass a lot?” Scott grunted, ignoring her question. His face was flushed with the strain of his endless pumping into Emma’s anus. “You let a lot of guys do this to you?”

Emma hummed softly to herself in ecstasy. “Only guys like you. I’ll do anything for a guy like you. I love cocks like yours. I love being fucked like you do. With you, everything feels good—everything’s dirty…”

Scott slammed his prick deep into her bowels. His balls slapped against her wet, twitching snatch. Sweat and arousal gleamed on his manhood like it was an oiled piston, going as easily into Emma’s reamed-out asshole as a cock his size could ever be taken by any woman. The snug grip of her anus, even now, drove Scott wild.

Emma rested her head against Jean’s shoulder, drooling haplessly, her voice thick with the rush of one orgasm and the swell towards another. “The other day I fucked two men at the same time. I couldn’t help myself. As soon as I could get it, I needed it.” She spoke dreamily, her voice hitching with each charge Scott made into her ass. “Gh! Gh! GGH! I blew one of them while the other rutted me.” The words rushed out of her now. “It felt amazing!”

Her slutty talk was making it difficult for Scott to hold back his orgasm. He knew he could explode at any moment. Trying to ignore her sultriness, he kept up pistoning into her ass. Emma’s crooning dirtiness was impossible to shut out, though. Scott couldn’t stop listening to what a filthy whore she was.

“When they were finished with me, they both took their cocks out of my holes and shot their cum all over me. In my face. On my tits. In my hair. Everywhere. I almost drowned in cum.” Emma was actually smiling as she described it. She had no shame, no inhibitions, and she loved rubbing Jean’s nose in that… showing her how much better that made Emma at fucking her stolen lover.

“But there was one thing I was really hoping that they’d do to me—one thing they didn’t use me for. I wanted to have them in my ass and in my pussy at the same time. I so wanted to feel both their cocks at once, and not just in my mouth or between my tits, but in my holes. Fucking me. It’s been a long time since I felt that, Scott. They said they would do that to me, but they never did. I guess they were just having too much fun using me to get around to really fucking me. But we don’t have that problem, do we, Summers?”

Scott felt his cum boiling in his balls. He wouldn’t last much longer. As if sodomizing Emma wasn’t enough, as if doing it in front of a captive audience wasn’t enough, Emma’s sultry talk was practically demanding his jizz.

Her whorishness made him want to fuck the slut in her into pure satiation, and Emma wanted that too. Her asshole seemed to be actively pulling at his member. It was too much to ask of any man to withstand the raw sexuality of the situation.

Emma purred in contentment, as if somehow soothed by how hard he was fucking her. “I’ve never done it with this many people, Scott—ooh—Jean and Dhalua… it’s so much fun showing off what a little skank I am, but woman are—hhhh!—they just don’t have cocks! Big hard COCKS like the one you’re pounding into me! Imagine three cocks, all spurting cum in me at the same time! Or even more! Too many to fit in my body! Coming all over me! Leaving me covered in cum! Nnh! Looking like I’d been swimming in it! Wouldn’t that be something, Scott?”

Scott moaned from deep in his throat, drawn-out and soulful, as if he were in the most supple pain imaginable. He crushed his body down on Emma’s and rutted into her ass as hard as he could while withdrawing from it as little as possible. Short, cruel thrusts slapping against her reddened buttocks. He didn’t want to ever let go of the sweet tightness inside her rectum.

His prick slid far into her colon. Emma thought she could feel it in her throat!

The passion inside Jean grew in intensity. She couldn’t control herself. She tried even harder to pull free of the straps holding her prisoner. But whatever she did, it just shook the vibrator around in her pussy, making it go deeper, fuck her harder. It reamed into her sex like a living thing, a creature that knew just how to fuck her.

Jean tensed her inner muscles, straining against the vibrator to try and force it out, but all she accomplished was to make it surge out and then slide back in. Fueling the flames that were already burning inside her. She felt the quivering dildo touching unfelt parts of her interior, adding each included fold to the symphony that was singing her higher, always higher.

“Almost done with you,” Scott gritted out through clenched teeth. Even now, his commanding voice pulled Emma from her ecstatic haze. “Almost finished with my anal whore!”