Blake Garfield - Halloween in horror

Her lungs ached for air, but she was unwilling to pull her mouth away from the delicious cock. It tasted so wonderful, so meaty and salty and strong. And the cooling piss felt nice against her face, cool and wet and comforting. Her head was spinning from lack of oxygen, but it didn't seem to matter. The cock in her mouth and the burning in her cunt were a hundred times more important than breathing.

The barrel rocked, piss splashing over her shoulders and tits as the boy she was sucking tried to fuck his cock farther into her sweet suctioning mouth. He couldn't believe that a beautiful adult woman was letting them fuck her over like this. He especially couldn't believe that an older broad would be able to suck cock better than any young slut he had ever scored with. His balls were more swollen with cum than he could ever remember.

"Bitch!" he screamed, clamping his hands down over the sexy redhead's black wig. His stomach smashed into the unyielding wood of the barrel as he plunged Elaine's face even deeper into the piss. "I'm creaming, you sexy old cocksucker! I'm going to fucking drown you in jizz!"

Elaine choked again at the first throat-clogging burst of gooey cock slime. It was hard to swallow without breathing and her throat burned even worse than her lungs as she gulped down the gluey jism. She tried to keep up with the boy's spewing cock, but one blast followed another until white hot cum was drooling from her lips and nose. The sexy redhead choked helplessly. Her mouth opened and she sucked in a breath before she knew what she was doing. Suddenly she was drowning in piss and cum.

Waves of panic and pleasure exploded through Elaine's curvy body. She buckled, her legs going weak as waves of pleasure battered their way through her excited cunt. She gasped and choked, a river of piss filling her lungs as she tried to seal her lips tight around the spasming cock inside her mouth. The sexy redhead was torn between the instinctive need to breathe and the even deeper, more animal desire for orgasm. Finally she pulled her mouth off the boy's still-gushing cock, jerked her head out of the deep pool of piss. She fell to the floor and writhed like a fish just pulled from the ocean.

"Fuck me!" she shrieked, coughs wracking her squirming body. "Fuck me, you little bastards! Fuck me up my cunt! Fuck me up my ass! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

The boys laughed at her as she thrashed and trembled on the expensive carpet. Her face was glistening with piss, and trails of it trickled down from both corners of her lips. She could tell from their expressions that they enjoyed her torment, and she tried to reach her cunt with her hands, finger herself to climax. The idea of masturbating herself in front of the boys was demeaning, disgraceful, but she couldn't hold back any longer.

The boys had done something to her, broken her in some way that had set loose a rutting, cock-hungry slut. When the chains kept her hands from reaching her cunt, she howled in anguish.

"Get up and suck cock, Aunt Tits!" Peter ordered, yanking the sexy older woman to her feet by the chains. "You didn't do a very good job on Jerry. Just 'cause you've got big tits and a sexy ass doesn't mean you don't have to suck a mean cock."

"Fuck me!" Elaine pleaded, unable to stand the burning itch that was wriggling inside her. "Please someone fuck me!"

"Bob for cock, Aunt Elaine!" Peter growled, and plunged her head under.

Her lungs had barely cleared of piss. Now her mouth was filled with the stinking yellow fluid, more was shooting up her nose and stinging her eyes. A cock brushed wetly against her cheek and she plunged her face down over it before clamping her lips tightly shut.

A second cock pushed against her face as she sucked the first, and Elaine tried to rub her cheek over it. Her stomach felt bloated with piss and cum, but she swallowed a mouthful of the first and plied her tongue and lips over a throbbing cock to try to coax out more of the second.

Hands began to touch her voluptuous body, and Elaine shivered with desire. The boys gathered around her like a pack of hungry wolves, watching as she sucked cock. The sexy redhead almost passed out from the shocks of pleasure that burst through her curvy body. The boys' hands were everywhere.

Someone flipped up the back of her sexy black dress and an instant later hands were pinching and pulling on her lush, perfectly rounded asscheeks. Other hands pawed and probed her long, tapering legs. Boys were grabbing at her mammoth, upthrust tits, pinching her nipples through the cloth of the dress and dragging the huge, fleshy mounds back and forth. Boys pinched and tickled her sides and stomach.

The buxom redhead was ready to explode. All she needed was for one boy to touch her cunt or asshole. She knew that even the brush of a finger over the sore, swollen bud of her asshole would bring her off. A finger up her juice-drooling pussy would drive her out of her mind. But none of the boys were touching her there. They avoided her cunt and asshole as though to touch them would have meant death.

They were mauling every inch of her sexy body, but they wouldn't touch the one spot she needed to feel their hands.

Elaine pulled her mouth off the cock she was sucking and planted it around the one that had been dragging across her cheek. She got another mouthful of piss, but for some reason the taste wasn't so bad anymore. It was a horrid thing, but somehow the taste of piss in her mouth made her pussy burn even hotter, her clit throb even more wildly.

She switched back and forth between the two cocks, swallowing piss and sucking prick and squirming against the side of the rough wooden barrel.

Elaine pulled her head back out of the piss to grab a few quick breaths of air. She saw leering, lusting boys. She plunged her head back under before one of the boys did it for her. She had barely locked her lips around the first of the two cocks before the boy was filling her mouth with his cum.

An hour later, boys were still torturing her sexy, shapely body, taking turns sticking their cocks through the rubber sleeves. Elaine felt heavy with piss and faint from excitement, but no matter how much she begged, her nephews and the other boys wouldn't touch her pussy, wouldn't free her hands so she could touch herself. Her body was burning up, her tits stinging and swollen, her cunt drooling twin rivers of pussyjuice down her soft inner thighs.

Her body was alight with frustrated lust, and she was certain that unless they let her cum soon she was going to explode into flames.

"Please!" she screamed, bringing her head up from under the piss. Her pretty face glistened gold and piss trickled from the corners of her lips. "I've got to cum! You dirty, filthy, little bastards! You're the ones who did this to me! Now you've got to let me cum!"

One of the boys stepped forward to force her head back under, but Elaine turned on him, snarling and snapping her teeth. She was a wild animal, driven out of her mind by the degradation and pain. She stood upright, her bright blue eyes blazing with desperate need.

The boys gasped as they watched the busty, beautiful woman, awed by the intensity of her excitement.

"No more!" she shrieked, rubbing her thighs together and dipping her head to bite and lick at her upthrust tits. "No more! I need to cum so bad!"

Boys were laughing at her. Boys were calling her filthy names she had never even heard before. Boys were threatening her with terrible torture unless she returned to the barrel and the cock-sucking. The sex-crazed redhead didn't care.

"Please!" she cried, tears trickling down her piss-soaked face as she turned her pleas to Peter and Roger. "Please! Let me cum! Just a little, please? I'll do anything you want."

"I believe you would, Aunt Elaine," Roger said, walking toward her with a wide smile on his lips. "And that's a good first step. I think that maybe by the time the night's over you might figure out what you're made of."