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Exine 11
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© October, 1991 Exine D'Marillion
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The following contains sexually explicit material and should only
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THE SEXUAL ADVENTURES OF EXINE
"Halloween Party"
VOLUME 11
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Exine looked out the window as she was getting dressed for
the festivities of the evening. The trees were swaying heavily in
the wind and it was getting ready to storm. A simply perfect
night for a Halloween party. Of course, it wouldn't be so great
for the kids who wanted to go grub candy off the neighborhood.
But for the kids in the apartment building, it was still no
problem. Even as she was getting dressed, the door bell had
started to ring. She could hear Derek talking to the little kids
as he handed out candy bars. He peeked his head into the bedroom
and asked,"You almost ready to leave?" He whistled his approval
at her costume. They were both going as Robin Hood and Maid
Marian. Her loose fitting blouse laced down the front to her
navel, showing her deep cleavage without shame. Her skirt was
slit up the side to advertise her perfect thighs.
"I don't think they had fishnet stockings then, Ex," he
tried to explain.
"So, maybe that's why they were so barbaric, they were
frustrated," she shot back. He shrugged and pencilled in his fake
thin moustache in the mirror with her eyeliner. She reached
around from behind him and felt her way up his chest. He stopped
for a second and pulled her hands down to his belt. Her fingers
slowly unhooked it and loosened his pants. By this time, his cock
had quickly inflated and was reaching up to her. She wrapped her
fingers around it, feeling its delicious hardness under her palm.
She stroked it, rubbing her hips against his ass. Under her
skirt, she could feel her wetness oozing from her pussy lips. It
had been at least a week since they'd made love. He was working a
crazy schedule lately. He turned to her, pulling up her skirt
and slid his cock between her thighs. The wetness of her snatch
made it slide easily. But he was only teasing her right now. He
went down on his knees and she sat on the edge of the bed,
spreading her legs. His thumbs separated her lips to feast on the
pink flesh inside. His lips were chapped from the weather, but
she relished the roughness on her pussy. She could feel her hole
pulsing, asking to be filled. He licked and sucked her
stickiness, tasting the sweetness of the raspberry douche she
used earlier.
"Mmmm, who are you going to impress tonight?" he asked.
"Wouldn't you like to watch," she asked. The thought
actually aroused him. He dived his nose further into her legs and
plunged his tongue into the folds of her pussy. Her frustrated
pussy came around his tongue. She wanted a cock deep inside her.
For some reason, he'd held out on her. Then he stood in front of
her, over her, with his hand squeezing his cock. He pulled on it
as she watched. He stroked roughly, as their eyes were locked in
hypnotic trance. As she watched, her fingers fondled her wet
clit.
"Fuck me," she whispered lovingly and blew him a kiss. He
watched her fingers as they played and squeezed her engorged
clit. Her opened pussy was shining with her juices and her
fingertips disappeared inside her and reappeared again. Her
fingers slick with fluid pumped in and out of her hole, inviting
him. He answered,"Later, I have a surprise tonight." Derek, with
more than a little effort, maneuvered his cock inside his pants.
His cock wanted her, but what he had in store would be so much
better. He knew she hadn't been fucked for at least a week, so
she would be ready for anything. He on the other hand, had been
getting it on with the sweet girl in the renting office for the
apartment complex. He worked as a groundskeeper and handyman. He
was so handy, the receptionist had assured him. Undaunted by his
refusal, Exine unlaced her blouse, letting her breasts open to
the air. Her nipples were sharp as she ran her hand over her
breast. She tweeked it as her other hands fingers probed inside
her cunt, bringing on a quick and necessary orgasm. It wasn't the
greatest, but it would be good for now. She got up and organized
her clothes, smoothing the wrinkles in her skirt. She picked up a
pair of leather slippers and put them on. Her blouse was still
unlaced, letting her ample breasts move willingly against the
fabric.
"Want to lace up," he asked.
"No," was her curt reply. He knew she was ripe for tonight.
She had let a bit of her frustration give her a slight edge.
They drove the ten minute ride in silence. Dead leaves blew
up against the windshield from the approaching storm. In all
honesty, Exine was starting to have her doubts about their
relationship. Even the sex had weaned off lately. She mentally
made a note to talk to him tomorrow. Maybe it'd be best if they
didn't see each other for a while. She just wasn't ready to
settle down. She wasn't stupid either. She had smelled cologne on
him lately. They were very open about other people, but there had
to be an honesty. Tomorrow, they'd break it off. Tonight there
was to much to do. It was Halloween for Christ's sake. Time to
have a ball...literally. The crowd that was throwing it was
pretty wild. The couple that was having it had a huge house, lots
of rooms, jacuzzi, you get the picture. Several times she looked
over at Derek while he drove and noticed that he possibly wanted
to say something. No, nothing heavy tonight she thought. But she
could see that, yes, it was coming to an end rapidly.
They pulled into the driveway and the rains started pelting
furiously. He stopped in front of the house so she could get out
before he parked the car. He leaned over for a kiss, but she had
already gotten out and was half way up the walk to the lighted
doorway. Her skirt and hair flying effortlessly in the wind made
her look hauntingly like the Druid she claimed to be an ancestor.
She watched with little interest as he parked the car and knocked
on the door. The music was loud inside and she debated whether or
not to knock again. The door was opened by someone dressed as
Dracula and she was greeted,"Good evening, dear lady," in a thick
Romanian accent. He took her hand and in his regular voice he
asked,"Where's your boy-toy, Ex."
"Oh, he's parking the car, and PLEASE don't call him that,
Carl. I don't think we'll be together for the next party, though.
But don't go around announcing it like this weeks hamburger on
sale, okay, hon," she said. Suddenly he looked concerned under
his green makeup. He asked,"Is there anything I can do? Are you
alright?"
"I'm fine. Lighten up and get me a stiff drink. You knew
dressing as a vampire would get me didn't you?" She smiled and
touched the tip of his fang and licked her lips seductively. She
followed him to the punch bowl, holding onto his arm. Several
people recognized her and smiled. Her spirit was coming back into
her. Maybe tonight would turn out fine after all. She heard the
door open again and a squeaky voice exclaim,"Derek, honey, I was
worried you didn't come. But then again, you did last night,
huh?" She stopped drinking her high powered punch and turned
around. Derek and Exine locked eyes as a short blonde with a bad
perm was hugging Derek's waist and looking dreamily into his
eyes. Carl whispered, "Do you want to get out of here?" Before
she could answer, he led her into another room and closed the
door. Exine finished her paper cup of koolaid and grain and
crumpled it into a ball.
"Carl, it's no big deal. I fucked around all the time. It's
just that I was honest about it. I don't care. He's a fucking KID
for God's sake. He's not even twenty-one. I've been looking for a
reason to let him down easy....I guess I found it. Carl, are you
listening to me?" His eyes were almost glazed over as he stared
at her.
"Ex, I'm listening. I can't believe you've been with him
this long. Now, could some of us OVER twenty one get what you've
been offering? You promised we'd get together a LONG time ago."
"It was only a month ago."
"That can be a very long time."
He wrapped his cape around the both of them and whispered in
her ear,"I'll show you a long hard time." She could feel his cock
against her leg as he clung to her, and teasingly touched her
neck with his plastic fangs.
"Bite me," she croaked. "Bite me hard, Carl. He pressed the
fangs cautiously into her neck. She writhed against him in
genuine lust. Grabbing her ass, he pulled her closer, grinding
his hard cock against her crotch. They were leaning against a
dining room table. She raised her leg, leaning her knee against
the table. He had already been working on her skirt and succeeded
in unzipping it. She worked her legs out of it and found the
black pants he was wearing were soft and had an elastic waist
like jogging pants. So easily they crept down past his thighs.
She felt the coarse hair on his legs taking in its masculine feel
against her. She threw her head back as he nibbled on her neck,
putting her in a lusty trance. Exine wrapped both her legs around
his ass and reached down to guide his meaty cock into her wet
pussy. Her legs grabbed him closer, ramming it deep without
mercy. He gasped aloud as the maddening pace of her thrusts drove
him into ecstasy. She licked her middle finger and quickly
inserted it into his ass. Hit hot ass sucked it in, working her
finger like a small tight cunt. His sweaty forehead leaned
against her shoulder as he rammed her a few more times and came
violently. As he came, she withdrew her finger. Startled, he
almost screamed in his passion, holding her so tight she could
hardly breathe while his withering cock pulsed its goo into her
pussy. She could feel his heartbeat trying to jump out of his
chest and placed her hand on it.
"Carl, you sound like you're going to have a heart attack,"
she giggled. He plastered his lips on her mouth and kissed her
deeply.
"Woman, oh woman. What am I going to do with you? I've never
cum that fast. Promise I'll make it up to you before the night is
through. Remember, midnight is magic hour." He looked around for
something to drink and saw her crumpled cup. "We need a drink.
Grab your skirt." She slipped into it and they joined the party.
An arm circled around her waist and whirled her to face another
costume.
"Ex, it's me, Larry." He was dressed as a gorilla in a very
convincing costume. He led her to where everyone was dancing and
whispered,"There's a game going on upstairs. Invitation only and
you're on the guest list."
"What kind of game."
"Sort of like 'spin the bottle' only better. Only about six
are going to be asked and so far nobody has said no. Three guys,
three gals."
"You included?"
"Of course, I'm the ringleader. Rita's upstairs already. Oh,
yeah, before you ask, Derek's not invited upstairs." She smiled
back and danced closer to him. "I don't like what he's been doing
to you. Are you aware who all he's been fucking? I mean it's one
thing to get your rocks off but he's been hanging around--" She
placed a finger over the monkey lips of his costume.
"It's okay. No I don't know specifics, but do you REALLY
think I'm THAT stupid? I'm in. I'll play. Who's the other chick?"
Out of the corner of her eye she could see Derek dancing very
closely to Miss Badperm.
"Her name is Maggie. She's with Miles, who is also playing.
It's a cool crowd. It's the crowd you USED to hang with before
you started playing juvenile scout." He forced her into a dip and
pulled her up slowly. He led her through the dining room, closed
the door, and led her up the staircase. In a room to the right,
the door was open and he motioned her into it. All of the others
were already there and greeted her. It'd been so long since she
had seen, or fucked any of them. All the furniture was moved to
the outside walls, making it an "arena" of sorts. Rita was
dressed as Little Orphan Annie and Maggie was dressed as a witch.
In the corner a mummy waved to her and started unwrapping his
head. It was Todd, an off and on again boyfriend of Rita's that
she knew. Miles was the Grim Reaper and he crooked his finger to
Exine.
" 'Tis time for you to repent, little lady." She laughed and
walked over.
"So what's this game all about," she asked.
Larry was taking off his gorilla costume, since it was so
hot, and started the instructions.
"Okay, it's sort of a dice game and Truth or Dare mixed
together. I have some index cards here," he said, holding up a
thick stack of cards. "On each of these cards is an act. Some are
blatantly sexual and others COULD be made to be sexual. The first
person will pick up a card and take one of the dice. They'll hand
the other die to a person of their choice, male or female, same
or opposite sex, it doesn't matter. They'll both roll their dice.
Whoever gets the higher number will read the card and complete
the act with the other person."
"Why bother with the dice," asked Rita.
"Good question, take for instance this first card. He held
it up and cleared his throat. 'Suck on your partners fingers one
by one.' The difference is that if YOU roll the higher number,
YOU will be the one doing the sucking. If you rolled the lower
number, you would be receiving the sucking. Any questions before
we start?" Rita raised her hand.
"When you say partner--"
"The person you handed the die to is your partner." She
raised her hand again. "How do we determine the order?"
"Okay, we'll all sit in sort of a circle around the room
and after you're done your dare, you sit back down in your spot.
When you do your dare, leave the card in the spot of the person
who drew it." Rita raised her hand yet again.
"What the fuck now, Rita?" She cocked her head innocently
and asked,"So if it's like truth or dare...where's the 'truth'
part?" He looked at her as if she knew.
"Rita, do you really think anyone here is in the mood for
just answering a bunch of stupid questions...like the ones I'm
answering from YOU?" He smirked. "Now let's get serious and strip
down to underwear or lack of. Women can strip down to lingerie or
less if they want." He arranged everyone in a large circle, where
they started to strip and lay their costumes down. The only thing
the females were wearing was stockings and garters. Miles wore
his traditional skull and crossbones boxer shorts, while the
other two were kneeling down totally stripped naked, cocks hard
and waiting.
Larry walked over to Rita and handed her a card,"Since
you're so full of questions, we'll let you start first." She
looked up at his hard cock.
"That thing loaded, cowboy?" He ignored the question and
handed her the card.
"Read the card to yourself and pick your partner," he said
in his authoritive tone.
"I pick Todd," Rita announced. Todd moved to the center of
the circle. Larry handed each of them a die. They knelt on the
floor like kids playing marbles and rolled their dice. Todd
rolled a five and Rita rolled a one.
"Rita, read your card to Todd and place it on your spot."
"Give your partner a full frontal body massage." She placed
the card and the dice at her spot and laid on her back in the
middle of the circle.
Todd started at her temples and rubbed softly. He gently
kneaded her shoulders as she moaned softly of the relaxtion
flowing through her body. He moved to the side of her and laid
down on his side, next to her, carefully taking her small perky
breast in his hand. He gave it a playful squeeze. He rubbed the
palm of his hand over her nipple. He watched as her soft pliant
nipples went from the size of half dollars down to pointy knobs.
She involuntarily spread her legs, wanting more. He moved his
hand down her belly, its warmth leaving a trail along her skin.
His fingertips brushed her pubic hair and then drove deeper into
her bush, the callouses on his fingers finding her dampened lips.
They rotated around her clitoris, picking up speed. He leaned
over and tongued her belly button.
"Ahhhh, God don't stop, babe," she moaned. His finger drove
down deeper, skimmed the top of her hole and traced her asshole.
She bucked her hips, trying to get penetration from his finger to
no avail. He got up and placed himself between her legs and
massaged her thighs. He bent down and swiped at her wet snatch
with his tongue quickly and brought himself up again. His cock
was twitching in want and Exine could see it was slightly wet
from some pre cum oozing from the head, but the man had control.
As Exine knelt there, she started fantasizing about that eight
inch cock of Todd's sliding in her own pussy. He rubbed the soles
of Rita's feet and stood up and returned to his spot
ceremoniously. Rita hissed,"You fucking cocksucker, you tease."
He only smiled back at her.
"C'mon Rita, the night is young. Get back to your spot and
hand the dice over to Miles." Todd was kneeling back on his heels
next to Exine. She kept stealing a glance at his huge cock, hard
with its bulging veins up the length of it. Miles took a card.
"I choose Maggie," he announced and they rolled the dice.
Exine wasn't listening to the dare they had to do, her eyes were
locked on that gorgeous cock next to her. Todd winked at her and
nodded at his cock, smiling a broad smile that could only
encourage one thing. He wrapped his hand around his cock and
pulled on it. A pearly drop oozed out of the head and slowly
started to run down his cock. She couldn't stand it anymore.
Exine leaned over and slurped up the drop.
"Hey, Ex, wait your turn," Larry whined. Rita was already
next to Larry and said,"Fuck your silly games, Larry, all we want
to do is fuck anyway, so shut up and fuck me."
"I love it when you talk trash, Rita," he retorted and
pulled her close to him.
Todd was running his fingers through Exine's long locks as
she was letting his thick cock slither down her throat. Even his
sweat tasted sweet. Her fingers gently squeezed his balls as her
suction increased. His hips swayed slowly as her velvet tongue
massaged his cock, making it even harder. He tapped her shoulder
and she released his cock from its warm nesting spot. He laid on
his back, holding his cock at the base.
"Fuck my cock, honey," he said. As she crawled over him, she
could feel the air touching her wet snatch, giving it a chilly
kiss, exciting her. Her pussy hovered over the head of his cock,
and then she very slowly slid down it like a fireman down a pole.
She squatted over him, with his cock inside her. Talk about deep
knee bends, she thought. Wow, if I could exercize like this
everyday. Sumptious waves of pleasure started at her cunt and
worked their way higher. She toyed with her nipples, as his cock
plowed deep inside her. As wet as she was, she could feel the
texture of his cock; the veins that wrapped around it, the slight
roughness of his head compared to the slick shaft. She felt his
hot load explode against her cervix as her hips bounced on him.
As her fingers furiously played with her clit, bringing her to an
intense orgasm she faintly remembered a "macho" voice
yelling,"This is a bust." She muttered,"Yeah, this is your bust
on drugs." She squeezed her tit. Then she was roughly yanked up
by her armpits....
TO BE CONTINUED.......
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