Ted Leonard - Humping pumping housewife

But each night when Bob and Tom showed up late, they weren't drunk. They were stone cold sober and laughing about something.

Karen began to fear the worst, that Bob, in his desire to help Tom, had gone overboard with his feelings and had fallen in love with her husband, and that Tom, in his impotence, had fallen in love with her best lover.

That's how crazy her thinking became because she was so horny. Now both men neglected her, so she had to rely heavily on her sex toys, on Mr. King, on Arnie, on Janet, and on the paperboy who she seduced one horny afternoon.

As the days passed, her fears mounted, but one day about a week later, they were all dispelled at once. Bob called and invited her to a costume party.

"A costume party?" she rasped. "You must be kidding. I'm in no mood for a party. I want to know what's going on between you and Tom. You two have been sneaking around all week. What's going on?"

"I'll explain it all tonight at the party," Bob said, and hung up before Karen could say another word.

Karen had no intentions of going to the party. She sat at home all day, determined to wait for them, to confront them, to force them to reveal their secret. She'd had enough of this and wanted no more of it.

But the curiosity that killed a cat tickled her pussy. Was this to be a sex party? Was that what Bob was up to tonight? Trying to get her to a party where she'd be gang-banged all night? Her pussy twitched.

She was half-right. At eight o'clock she showed up at the address Bob had given her, dressed in a Halloween costume she'd used a few years before.

It was much too small for her now, but that only made her look even sexier in it. She appeared at the party as Little Red Riding Hood.

A luscious female dressed as Wonder Woman let her in and told her to make herself comfortable. Karen entered the big living room where music was blaring. There were bright banners everywhere, and even brighter colored lights.

The room was packed with people, all dressed in costumes, laughing, dancing, some just standing or sitting around. Karen moved among them, wondering which one was Bob. If he wasn't wearing a mask, she'd find him easily.

She made her way through the crowd into the dining room and then the kitchen. She was moving toward the people gathered on the back porch when a big pair of hands grasped her by the shoulders and turned her around and pushed her up against the wall. She found herself staring wide-eyed at a huge guy dressed as Frankenstein.

"Little Red Riding Hood, huh?" he chuckled, and fell to his knees with a thump.

Still chuckling, he hiked Karen's little dress up and saw that she wasn't wearing panties under it. He was instantly drawn to her hairless young pussy, and the next thing she knew, he was eating it.

"Oh, golly!" she rasped when his big tongue first hit her naked pussy, and then only moans came out of her mouth as he licked and sucked her pussy all he wanted, even as strange-looking figures walked back and forth through the kitchen.

That only added to her excitement – strangers coming and going, and laughing gaily to see Frankenstein eating the pussy of Little Red Riding Hood.

What really thrilled her, though, was when the monster pulled her hot ass away from the wall with his big hands and shafted all of his tongue up into her pussy.

She gasped and moaned and peered down at his ugly head which was in sharp contrast to his wonderful tongue. For one brief moment she wondered who he was, but it passed, and as her pussy creamed for him, it didn't matter who he was.

Cumming wetly, excitingly, she grasped his big head and fucked her wet pussy on his tireless tongue. She came like crazy, and it took her breath away.

Her head fell back against the wall and her eyes closed and her pussy humped on his drilling tongue for a long time. He kept her cumming by sucking her little clit and fingerfucking her pussy with a very big finger.

She was still in the throes of her cummy pleasure when the finger disappeared from her pussy. Then the mouth left. And then Frankenstein was gone as quickly as he had appeared. When Karen got her eyes to open, he was nowhere to be seen.

"Wow!" she moaned, and pushed away from the wall, smoothing her short dress out over her naked, wet pussy. She knew right then that this was a party she was going to like a lot.

She stood in the doorway and peered into the noisy living room, wondering where Frankenstein went. Some of the lights had been dimmed, and she squinted her eyes to see.

What she saw took her breath away like a tongue up her pussy. She didn't see her monster, but across the room, on a big sofa, a masked Lone Ranger was fucking Wonder Woman.

She stepped into the room and moved into the shadows to look around. On the other side of the big room she saw a kneeling Cinderella sucking the big cock of the Incredible Hulk. And on the floor in a corner she saw Batman's big cock fucking in and out of the ass of Snow White.

Karen wanted to laugh because of the costumes, but she moaned because of the hot fucking going on all around her. In a strange and exciting way, it made her pussy horny to see Wonder Woman and pretty Snow White getting fucked like that, and it was juicy to watch sexy little Cinderella suck such a big cock.

Her tits got hard and her pussy tingled all over as she looked around, and she got quite breathless. She was breathing pretty heavily when a voice startled her.

"Here," it said. "You look like you could use a cold drink."

A man dressed as Superman handed her a glass. Karen at first thought it was a screwdriver, but when she tasted it, she found it to be straight orange juice.

"Thank you," she said, a little surprised by the drink.

But before the night was over, she discovered that nobody was drinking booze here. The bar was loaded with bottles and cans, but no liquor at all. All these partiers were high on sex!

When she finished her orange juice, Superman wanted her pussy-juice. He set her glass aside and kissed her, just like that. He tongued her mouth and squeezed her tits and rubbed his hard-on up against her belly and crotch. She went weak in the knees.

Superman smiled at her and lowered her body to the floor right there. Shoving his tights down and freeing his huge cock, he chuckled.

"How would you like to be Lois Lane for a while?" he asked.

"I'd love it!" Karen gasped, and grabbed his cock.

Panting hotly, partly because Frankenstein left her pussy hot and wet, and partly because all the fucking in the room was exciting, she pulled his cock under her little dress to her naked pussy.

"I love a girl who shaves her pussy," he said hotly, and proved it by fucking her powerfully, just like a Superman.

"Oh, God!" she gasped when he drilled his whole cock into her pussy.

When he was fucking her, enjoying her hairless young pussy, he changed his fantasy and rasped, "The hell with Lois Lane. I'd rather fuck Little Red Riding Hood!"

"Then fuck me!" Karen cried, horny for it now. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee!"

So he did. His big cock plunged into her hot pussy so fast and hard that she came right away on it, which she loved, because she kept cumming as he fucked her pussy a long time.

When his cock finally exploded in the depths of her heaving, humping belly, her pussy creamed a lot more, adding to her already mind bending, cummy pleasure.

"Oh, my God!" she gasped, fucking fast on his spitting cock. "What a party! What a fuck! Ohhh, Superman! Fuck me!"

It turned out to be the juciest party she'd ever been to. And she loved every minute of it. Getting her pussy eaten by Frankenstein, getting fucked by Superman, and later, doing sixty-nine with Wonder Woman, riding up and down on the stiff cock of the Green Hornet, getting fucked in her mouth by Batman, and then Robin, who turned out to be the real son of the man who was dressed as Batman. It was juicy fun.