HALLOWEEN IN HELL (Throwback)

 HALLOWEEN IN HELL (Throwback)

We were old enough, and that was all the excuse we needed. The moment my friends and I came of age, we dove head-first into the kinky-sex-underground that our home town thrived on. There were sex clubs, sex parties, car washes that may or may not involve blow jobs for the right donations, and so much more! And we had to admit, we only knew about all of this because of my Mom and Dad. Yeah. Apparently my parents were not only very into the scene, they were actually a very popular and active part of it. Now, I admit, at first that knowledge was horrifying. But, when I actually tried to be open minded, and start asking them questions, well… they started answering them. And Ho-Ly Shit! Those answers were hot! The whole town was just corner to corner nymphos, swingers, and horny people of every shape, size and perversion! And uh, you can imagine how well my friends and I took the news. As a group of horny and healthy teens, just recently old enough to participate, we were more than happy to learn all of this. 

Yeah. I was a popular guy to say the least. I don’t think I paid for a single meal in the months leading up to Halloween. If we were out, my buddies were treating. Then, since we were “in the scene” ourselves now, we heard about the party of the year. With just one, teeny, tiny, little catch. It was at MY house. So, there was that. 

Apparently my Mom and Dad threw an amazing party when “the kids were out”, and with my siblings visiting family that weekend, I guess my age meant that they no longer held back on my account. Which was news to me... I mean, I guess I wasn’t surprised, I just… I don’t know. 

But, the party was on. The theme was that Halloween in Hell was like employee appreciation day on Earth. So, “the boss” was inviting all the demons, succubi, devils, and monsters to come, drink, play, and fuck until the sun came up. 

Yeah, that idea went over well with a group of horny teens, believe it or not. So, whether or not it was being hosted at my house, we were going. So, we got dressed up, a group of monsters and demons going to, well, my house… to get laid. I mean, it wasn’t like the host and hostess would be “doing stuff” though. So, I felt pretty safe. But, at the same time, I felt a really good kind of vulnerable. Like, that was my home. My childhood fucking house! And now I was going to see a bunch of gorgeous women getting fucked and doing depraved shit in it. I was pretty sure that if I paid attention, even a little, I’d never be without a hot image to masturbate to for the rest of my life!

So, Halloween night arrived, and I found myself ringing my own doorbell. Which was novel to say the least. And then she answered the door, and my heart jumped up into my throat, as my mind began to RAPIDLY process what a terrible and dangerous fucking idea I’d committed to. 

 

Standing in front of us was a demoness whose looks were on the level of a Goddess. The hottest MILF any of us had ever seen. She was dressed in a way that crossed a secretary and a demon. Her sexy legs were highlighted by high heels, stockings, and garters that disappeared in a skirt that was incredibly short. A tail was coming out of the back of the skirt, yet not affixed to it. And I was pretty sure that, among other things, that meant that she wasn’t wearing panties. Her left hand had her wedding band, giant gold bracelets, and a briefcase. In her right was a coffee, and written on the cup were the words, “Mistress of Milfs, Empress of Sluts”. Her top was a ridiculously tight white dress shirt with the collar popped, and it uh, it didn’t fit. The buttons leading up to where her massive tits began were doing their best, but the rest had no chance, and so the shirt was simply open from midway up, and serving to cover only her nipples, and portions of something black and lacy. 

Her beautiful long hair was done up tightly, in a way that hid whatever was holding her large demon horns in place, and her lips were full, and painted a red so sinful and alluring that you’ve never seen it outside of porn. She looked at us, and lastly, at me, with those beautiful eyes of hers, and then she smiled. My Mom smiled at us, and said, “Welcome to Hell kids! Follow me”. 

 

Mom led us inside where the music managed to be louder than the moans, but just a touch. As we followed her, and the incredibly sexy swing of her hips, she led us to a table covered in name tags. She spoke loud enough to be heard, and told us that everyone was assigned a “job” that they did in hell when they arrived. She gestured to the table where a number of tags had demon jobs, sex jobs, or even just shit like, “lawyer”, on them. Then she told us that anyone in our age range, 18-22, was automatically an “Intern”, and while Intern’s had the night off too, it was part of the game that if anyone told them to do something, they were to act like that person was their boss. She gave out our stickers, and as we put on our “intern” tags, I noticed she didn’t have one. So, loud enough to be heard, I said, “Mom. You don’t have a tag. What’s your job?” 

And she looked at me, blinked a few times, and then her smile went from sultry to bursting with laughter as she threw her head back and genuinely and fully laughed for what seemed like a solid minute. Any night before that one, I would have said my Mom had a great laugh. It was rich, and genuine, and just, REAL. But, watching her dressed like that, in that place, at that time, I suddenly realized how sultry my Mom’s voice could be. And I was struck, just, fucking struck, by how SEXY her laugh was.  

When she was done, she wiped a tear from one eye, and said, “Of course you would!” and as she said it she slapped me playfully on one shoulder, and then gestured to the group, and said, “Follow me boys”. She led us upstairs, and not one of my friend’s even tried to hide the fact that the moment she turned around they couldn’t take their eyes off of my Mom’s ass. She led us out away from the bulk of the party guests, and up the stairs. The noise was much lower up there, and Mom addressed the group like she was giving a tour. She told us that the upstairs and the bedrooms were generally off limits. There were exceptions, but those exceptions were if either her or her Husband, Mr. Smith, specifically told them they were okay to go into one of the rooms. Also, some of them had been set up for “special events”. 

At the end of her little tour, she got to my bedroom. As she stopped at my bedroom door, she paused right as she put her hand on the knob, and, looking at me she asked, “Do you mind honey?”. I shook my head no, and so the door was opened, we were ushered into my own bedroom. Once we were all inside, joined us, closing the door behind her. 

“Now”, she said. The noise of the party was somewhat distant finally, and our voices all dropped to a more conversational level. “The reason I laughed back there, is because you kids are late. The party started almost 4 hours ago, and while it is true that it goes on all night, most people are in a rush to get here pretty fast so...“ 

We all just kind of, waited for her to keep going, and she didn’t disappoint. “Anyway, at this point there are more than 200 people here. Two, HUNDRED. And of all of them, you, sweetie,” She said, gesturing to me. Her smile was amused, but her outfit and body were still brutally seductive. “You were the first person, the WHOLE NIGHT, to ask what you asked. Now,” she said, tugging on her skirt a bit, and lowering her voice. She put a hand on her hip, turned her coffee cup so her “name” was facing us, and generally seemed to be posing, and slipping back into character. “Now”, she started again, “ask me again, Intern, what you asked me downstairs”. 

All eyes turned to me, as Mom took a sip of her coffee, and looked at me over the rim of her cup with a mischievous look in her eyes. She was waiting, and the guys were all staring, so I shrugged, and said it again. “I just said that, you said we were all interns, and that everyone was wearing a tag that stated their job. But you're not wearing a tag…” Mom smiled a wicked smile, and gave an “Mmm hmmm… go on”. At first I was stuck for a second, but then I realized I hadn’t actually repeated the question yet, so I played along, and, looking her in the eyes, I said, “What’s your job Mom?”. 

 

At that, her eyes took on a look so sultry that my cock actually bucked a little in my pants, just from the look. Then, she set down her coffee, placed her hands on her hips, spread her legs a bit, and, leaning forward, she told us in her sexiest voice, “Well Son. Mommy’s job is, I suck off of the interns”. 

At first, the silence was so heavy it was crushing my shoulders. But Mom rolled with it like it was nothing. And, straightening up a bit, she walked over to me, took my hand, and led me to my own bed. My mind was racing with what was going to happen, and my heart was pounding, but she just sat me down, and then, with a soothing tone, she told me to relax and had me lay down in my bed like I was going to sleep or something. 

Then she took a few steps back, and turned on my lamps, and turned off the big light; before kneeling on the floor. There, in the gentle light of my room at night, she winked at me before looking at my best friend, and in a stern, but sexy tone, she told him, “You. Intern. Come here!”, and she pointed to her side. Then, seeming to remember the instructions from earlier, he hopped to it, and double-timed it to that spot before standing almost humorously at attention. Mom looked up at him, and like she was his commanding officer, she advised him, “Good job intern. Now, here is your reward.” And that was it. She reached into his costume, he moaned and his legs went weak for a second, and a moment later, her hand came out with his dick in it. Then she shot me a glance, and a moment later, her sexy red lips wrapped themselves around the head of my Best Friend’s cock. 

I watched my Mother’s lips slide down a dick as the sound of her moaning in pleasure filled the room. Then she pulled back, and then down again. And soon we were all just, watching my Mom suck, and slurp, and stroke off one of our buddies. After a couple of minutes of watching the show, just, fucking transfixed. I saw her pause long enough to free up her mouth and say, “No no.  You bring that over here”, and she pointed to her other side. It was then that I realized that at least one of my Friends had taken his dick out and the bastard was stroking it as he watched my Mother suck cock. 

Once Mom called him over though, she had one in each hand. As she stroked and sucked, she spared a smile for me. Mom wiggled her eyebrows, and posed between the dicks of two of my friends. It didn’t last long though, and then she was right back to work. Moving between the two of them. Her hands and her lips never stopped moving, and we all heard her say, “Straight down my throat kiddo”, a second before she started jerking one of my friends off, hard, and trapping him between her lips. He came down her throat with rough spasms. It was almost like watching him fuck her face as he came. Then, as if seemingly reading my mind, my Mom turned to the remaining teenager, and straight up told him to fuck her throat like it was a pussy. 

I don’t know what she was using to hold those horns on, but it was a fucking miracle product, because he grabbed her by the horns and fucked her mouth and throat hard and fast. Yanking her head back and forth before shoving his cock down her throat and screaming out, “Oh Fuck Misses Smith! I’m Cumming!” As he shot his load straight down her throat. 

When my first 4 buddies we done using my Mother's mouth, she dabbed at her lips with a tissue from my nightstand (shut up), and turned to the rest of the group, saying, “Two more, don’t be shy”. And that was how it went. I laid in bed and watched my pretty Mother as she lewdly sucked off my 6 closest friends. When she was done, she told them they did good, and wiped her mouth again, producing more lipstick from her briefcase and applying a fresh coat as she walked back over to me. My body felt like it was made of lead. I was still just, laying in my bed. And then Mom leaned over me, her giant tits practically falling out of her shirt, as she put her lips up next to my ear and whispered playfully, “Now just TRY not picturing that the next time you are laying here and you need to jerk off.” Then she pulled back, kissed my forehead like she was kissing me goodnight, and turned for the door. Before she left though, my best friend actually said, “Wait, didn’t you forget one of us?” It was meek, but he made the effort, and Mom turned to him with a smile that absolutely beamed. 

Out loud she said, “Good boy!”, and she ran a hand down the front of his shirt before turning her hand and caressing his thigh. “I just knew one of you would be a real friend.” she said before adding in a quieter tone, “You be sure to find me later, and I’ll have a very special reward for you young man.” As she said it, she playfully bopped the end of his nose with one finger.  Then she turned from him, and walked back to the bed. 

 

Smiling down at me, Mom said, “You never said stop.” And she just, let that hang for a second. Then she added, “You never tried to leave. You never even took your eyes off me. So... “ she said, tugging at my zipper with long red fingernails. “How’d you like one more image of Mommy to think back on next time you’re laying here jerking off?”. And, when I nodded, her smile could have melted the strongest man alive, as she moved her lips to my ear, and in a whisper that was just for us, she said, “I have to confess. This is SO fucking hot”. Then her body slid down mine, and I was staring down the length of my torso and into my Mother’s eyes a split second before she swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, and pushed her lips down the length of it. 

It was mind-blowing. And I have no idea how long it lasted, but it was the longest, most pleasurable, most amazing experience of my life, as I looked down at my Mom bobbing up and down on my cock. 

A good while later, my friends were all still standing in the room and watching when I warned her that I was close, and she replied with, “Come for Mommy baby!”, and began to aggressively stroke and suck me through the most powerful orgasm of my life. 

When she was done, she smiled, ruffled my hair, and, pointing to her empty mouth, she said, “Swallowing keeps the costume clean… for now”. Then she winked at me, and this time went to leave for real. When she opened the door, she told us that we all had to go downstairs, and that we were not allowed back upstairs unless we EARNED it, and that either she or her Husband would let us know if that happened. She encouraged us to stay at the party though, telling us, in hostess mode (seriously, like nothing had happened), that the party was just getting started, and that there would be lots of games and events and food and drink, etc… for at least another 6-10 hours. 

When we got to the steps, she noticed that we’d left the door open to my room, and she gave me a stern and accusing look before excusing herself to close it. Still, we were all just at the bottom of the steps and wondering what to even do with ourselves, when Mom got back, and shouted down at us, one last thing. “In case you were wondering, some of you DO have parents here tonight, so just keep in mind… you are interns. Act like it. And uh, watch out kids. Some of your Parents? They are total sluts!” With that, Mom shot me a playful wink, before changing her tone, and adding, “But seriously though.” Then she pointed to one of my buddies, Eric, adding, “Especially his Mom. Absolute gangbang whore. Anyways. you boys have fun! I’m sure I’ll be seeing at least some of you later”

 

And just like that, the first part of the night ended. And though Mom’s loud tone had drawn a fair amount of attention our way, I could tell from the looks in some of my friends' eyes that they were already thinking about what was next. And some of them, were obviously looking around for Eric’s Mom who had just been described as a ‘Gangbang whore’. And, unless my eyes were playing tricks on me… Eric was one of the ones looking.

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