3 comments/ 216740 views/ 20 favorites Bad Halloween Habits By: Fflow I had worked on my costume for weeks, carefully planning every part of it. I had shaved exactly three days before to insure that I had just the right amount of stubble on my face. I'd unearthed my old work boots, purchased a rosary and cross, and had constructed an almost perfect replica of a nun's habit. I had even borrowed one of my mother's D-Cup bra's to 'round out' the whole look. My philosophy has always been that, if you're going to dress in drag on Halloween, you might as well dress as a nun. As I was putting the finishing touches on my costume, Cindy, my kid sister came into my room. "I don't know if you heard, but Julie got busted with some hash, so her parents cancelled her party... I've got nowhere to go", she said, coming up behind me as I struggled to shove the last few tissues into my bra. She smoothed the heavy black cloth so it lay nicely across my broad shoulders. "Gosh, Greg... That outfit looks pretty good on you," she sighed. "Cindy, thanks for the complement, but I've got to get going," I muttered, pushing her aside as I moved around my room looking for my wooden ruler. "Are you looking for this," she asked playfully, holding the ruler out so I could take it from her. "Yes! That's exactly it! Thanks!" I grabbed it from her, and brushed past her, heading for the door. "Hey, bro! If you wait just a few moments I think I have the perfect costume to complement yours... Maybe we can go to your party together...." I looked at my watch and, realizing that I was already late, said, "Sure... Just hurry up, ok?" Since my sister had turned 18 she had really changed, and for the better. She wasn't such a pain in the ass, like she used to be when she was a bratty kid. I actually enjoyed spending time with her. Also, as she had grown, she really developed into a complete babe, and I was constantly chasing my horny friends away from her. "Ok! I'm ready," she yelled as she waltzed into the room. I nearly fell over when I saw her... First, she had put her thick black hair into two fat ponytails, one on either side of her head. She'd found some goofy black plastic glasses that gave her almond-shaped brown eyes a nerd look. She wore a white cotton short sleeve button down collared shirt that was tucked neatly into a knee high pleated plaid skirt and, to complete the uniform, white ankle socks and penny loafers. She was dressed like a Catholic schoolgirl... A really hot, well-developed, and sexy schoolgirl. She did a quick spin and, as she did, her skirt flipped up, revealing sexy red satin panties. "What do you think, Sister?" she asked, smiling. I tried to assume an authoritative air, circling her slowly and adjusting her shirt collar. I moved behind her and she stood very still, waiting for my approval. "What kind of panties are you wearing, little girl?" "Red satin panties, Sister," she replied, sweetly. "You know only white cotton panties are allowed in school, don't you?" "Yes, Sister, but all my other panties were dirty!" "Well, you can't wear these," I shouted. "Take them off!" You have to understand that, up until this point, I was just goofing with my kid sister. I didn't have a sexual thought in my head... Sure... She's a total fox and all but she's my kid sister! Anyway, when I told her to take them off I was sure she'd just laugh and we'd go to the party, but she surprised me... "Ok," she said softly. Right then and there, without hesitation, she slipped her hands under her skirt and slid her panties right down and stepped out of them. Standing up again, she held them out to me. I took them and could still feel her warmth in the material. She was still facing away from me so I held them up to my nose and took a deep whiff. Wow! I could smell the sweet, delicate scent of her pussy on the satin. "I've been bad," she said, almost in a whisper. "I've worn naughty panties and thought naughty thoughts. I should be punished." I looked down and saw that I had her warm panties in one hand and the heavy wooden ruler in the other. "Bend over," I ordered harshly, "and hold your skirt up! You're really going to get it now!" She complied, revealing the smooth, pale cheeks of her muscular, teen-age ass. As she bent even further, I could see the outer lips of her pussy and a trim black bush above it. "You've been very bad," I screamed, "and now you have to take your punishment!" I pulled back and swung the ruler down hard on her upturned ass cheeks. The smack was so loud that I think it surprised us both. She let out a scream, but didn't move one inch. I took another, more measured, swing and the tight skin began to turn pink. My strokes became more frequent, more even, and her once pale ass turned bright red. All at once I realized that my cock was rock hard and throbbing under my Nun's robes. All of a sudden I realized that this was my sister whose ass I was tanning, and not some college co-ed. I stopped and backed away, somewhat mortified. Cindy, though, wasn't finished with our little game. "Sister, can we sit a moment and talk about my sin?" Before I could answer, she pushed me back toward a simple dining room chair with no arms. I sat suddenly. Cindy straddled me, facing me as she pressed her hot, naked ass into my still throbbing crotch. "I've had naughty thoughts, Sister," she said, rubbing her bare pussy against the tented material of my habit. "I've had thoughts about my brother, Greg. I've dreamed of doing things to him... with him. Things that a brother and sister should never do!" As she spoke, she was pulling my frock up, exposing first my legs, then my briefs. She worked the material up and reached into my shorts and pulled my cock free. Cindy continued with her sinful litany, "I dream of taking his big, thick, 9 inch cock into my tender, young pussy. I imagine him opening me up, his thickness stretching me, his cock sliding deep into my tight channel." As she spoke, she rubbed my cock head up and down her moist, hot pussy lips. I could feel her juices flowing out of her and down my cock, onto the mat of curly hair at its base. I pulled the cowl off my head and then held her face in my hands. "Cindy, its me, Greg! We shouldn't be doing this!" She looked right into my eyes and said, "I know," as she slid her pussy down over my throbbing cock, forever sealing our fate as siblings, and as lovers. Her eyelids fluttered as she pressed down against my pubic bone and ground her slick cunt against it. She tilted her head back and moaned. I began unbuttoning her shirt and, exposing her tender breasts, tonguing them. All of a sudden her whole body went stiff and a loud cry flew from her throat. "Oh MY GOD I'M CUMMING!!!" She shook, quivered, and quaked from head to toe, her whole body clenched in the throws of a powerful orgasm. I held her tight, waiting for her to ride that crest to its finish. Eventually, she opened her eyes and gazed at me with a wild mixture of love, lust, and something else that almost looked like greed. "I've got another fantasy," she said, still somewhat breathless. She lifted herself off of me, turned facing away from me, and sat down on my lap again. My cock, still hard, ached for release. She slid it, slippery from her juices, along her ass crack. She looked over her shoulder and asked, "Hey bro, have you ever thought about fucking your sister's virgin ass hole?" Before I could answer, she rose up and pressed the head of my cock against her tight sphincter. I thought, for sure, that there was no way my thick cock would make it into that tiny opening, but she didn't give up. She pressed down, forcing my cock head to open her anal pathway. I ran my fingers up her back to her shoulders, and helped by pulling down on them, working myself deeper into her anus. When she couldn't take any more, she rested, breathing heavily. I could feel her rapid pulse in her ass, the muscles throbbing with each beat of her heart. I reached around and began to caress her breasts, grasping her tender nipples in my fingers and squeezing them. One hand slid down further and found her pussy lips gaping open, wet and engorged. I gently stroked her clit and, for some reason, this roused her into action once again. Her ass did not slacken its fist-like grip on my cock as she eased herself higher, or when she plunged down again. My breath came in short gasps as I was overcome with the feelings she was giving me. I tried to let her control her movements but, in short order, I knew I was going to cum like a banshee. At that moment I grabbed her hips and began to thrust her up and down over my exploding cock. "OOOOOOH FUCK, CINDY, OH SIS, I'M CUMMING IN YOUR ASS!!! AAAARGH!" It felt like her ass was pulling a long rope of cum from the depth of my balls. Jolt after jolt shot up into her twitching ass, some spilling back out onto my matted pubic hair. Eventually, my cock softened and slipped out of her sore butt. "Oh, wow, Greg, that was really hot!" "Yeah, Cindy! You're not a kid anymore, I guess..." "Greg... I have other fantasies too. We're going to be doing a lot more of this from now on. I just want you to know that." "Ok, Cindy... But can I rest first?" We both fell laughing to the floor, holding each other close, and savoring the afterglow of a very special Halloween night. Bad Halloween Habits Ch. 2 Cindy and I got ourselves together and headed to the party my friend, Rob, was throwing. I had planned to attend because Rob was a musician and always seemed to be surrounded by scads of beautiful women. As we drove, Cindy slid across the seat and slipped her arm around me, resting her head against my shoulder as we drove. "Greg, I can still feel your cum in my ass," she said softly, her right hand resting on my thigh. "It makes me feel all loosy-goosy!" I smiled, glancing down at her as I drove. "You felt plenty tight to me," I said, laughing. There wasn't a parking spot in sight on the street where Rob lived. We wound up parking blocks away, and walking in our costumes. When we got to Rob's, we could tell the party was raging. Music was blasting, people were drinking, smoking who-knows-what, and some were sprawled out in chairs, couches, and on the floor, making out. Almost immediately, a lovely young woman dressed like a vampire came up to me, whispering, "Sister, save this sinner." I jumped a bit as her hand slid down my back, gripping my ass rather tightly. I turned to speak to Cindy, but she was across the room speaking earnestly with a cute, slender, brown haired woman, also dressed like a school girl. My vamp, who told me her name was Jessie, seemed really eager to have her way with me. She led me to a bedroom where two other couples were fucking on the floor. Jessie pushed me onto the bed and rolled me over. I looked over my shoulder, and she was smiling wickedly. "I want to slip my tongue into your pussy, sister," she said. She spread my legs and raised my dress, pushing it up over my ass. Gripping the elastic band of my boxers, she yanked them down and off. She slid her hands slowly up over my calves, thighs, and onto my ass cheeks. I could feel her hot breath on my ass as she spread them. My cock, despite recently depositing a huge load of cum in my sisters ass, was rock hard, pressing into the bed beneath me. "Sister, are you ready to feel my tongue," Jessie asked, teasingly. "Oh god, yes, please!" I'd never been rimmed before, and when her tongue slipped down my crack and over my clenched asshole, I thought I'd faint. I gasped involuntarily as she swirled her tongue over my ass, teasing me mercilessly, then pressing hard against my opening. It almost felt like she was trying to fuck me with it. I tried to relax, tried to accept her intruding tongue. I opened my eyes and watched the two kids next to me as they fucked. The guy was on his back, eyes closed, hands gripping the girl's breasts as she ground herself on his cock. She wasn't moving up and down, but in circles, with his cock deep inside her. All of a sudden I realized that Jessie's tongue had made its way into my virgin ass. She was fucking my ass with her tongue. Inarticulate gibberish spewed from my mouth as I was overcome with pleasure. I gripped the sheets desperately, trying to thrust my ass back against her lingual probe. All of a sudden, she stopped. The cool evening air seemed to rush over my still glistening ass. Then, I felt her climb over me, lay on top of me, and start to grind against my ass. It felt really good feeling her on top of me, and I pushed back against her. I felt her adjust her clothes, and felt her bare skin against mine. All at once, though, I realized that there was something amiss. Instead of the soft curve of a female mons, there was a significantly masculine penis rubbing against my ass. "It won't hurt a bit," Jessie whispered, sliding her cock into the crack of my ass, slipping it lower until it pressed against my spit-slickened hole. "Just relax some more, lover," she whispered, rocking her hips gently. I opened my eyes again, watching the two kids on the floor. Now she was on her back, and he was on top, her legs over one shoulder, her knees pressed against one breast as he thrust powerfully into her. Her fingers grasping at his hips, trying to pull more of him into her. Suddenly, I felt Jessie slipping into my ass. This was obviously destined to be a night of firsts. At first, the intrusion into my virgin ass seemed shocking and strange but, after a few moments, my ass relaxed even more and her thrusts began to awaken feelings in me I'd never known. I started to moan and shake like a mad man. "That's your prostate, lover," Jessie whispered in my ear as she thrust more deeply into my quivering ass. Waves of hot white pleasure shot through me, feeling like I was splitting apart into a million pieces. Jessie began to move faster now, fucking me harder, sending her cock into me with such force that my teeth rattled. Her breathing was ragged, and all of a sudden I felt her stiffen, her cock twitching and pulsing deep inside me. I knew she was cumming, cumming in my ass. Consciousness slipped away, and I went spinning off into a blissful oblivion for a time. As mind and body reunited, and my vision returned, I realized that Jessie had departed, leaving me rather exposed and open. The lovers I had admired were gone now, too. The room was quiet, and I slipped into a restful sleep. Bad Halloween Habits Ch. 3 "Greg!" "Greg! Wake up!" My mind eased into consciousness, and I stretched as I opened my eyes to see Cindy gazing down at me, a concerned expression on her face. "Hi, Cindy," I said, reaching up to chuck her under her cute chin. "Greg, are you ok? Are you drugged?" "Mmm... I don't think so... Why?" Cindy reached behind me, running her finger down the crack of my ass. She held it up, glistening with cum. I smiled at her warmly. "Now I know what you mean by loosey goosey," I said, laughing. Seeing I was ok, she relaxed visibly. Now, she wanted the details! "I didn't know you were bi!" "I'm not, or at least I wasn't! Ever heard that song by the Kinks... 'Lola' or that Aerosmith tune, 'Dude Looks Like A Lady'? This hot chick wanted action, but surprised me... I guess I just... I don't know... went with the flow." "It looks like you enjoyed the experience, Greg," said Cindy, pointing to the front of my smock. A large, wet stain spread over my crotch. "Are you up for more action," she asked earnestly? "Sure," I said, reaching for her. "No! Wait," Cindy said excitedly. "I met this girl, Amy, who goes to the same Jr. College as me. She's really crazy for this catholic school shit. I swear, Greg, that in your nun outfit she'd do just about anything you tell her, and really get off on it. She likes being dominated and treated like a little girl." I wondered how Cindy had learned so much about this mysterious Amy in such a brief time, but women do like to talk. I stood up, straightened myself out a bit, grabbed my ruler from the bed, and told her to bring Amy in. "You're in big trouble, Amy," whispered Cindy to her as she led her in by the arm, closing the door behind them. This was the young woman I'd seen Cindy speaking with earlier. She was 18 or 19, slender, with soft brown hair pulled tight into pigtails on either side of her head. Like Cindy, she was dressed as a Catholic schoolgirl, with a blue pleated skirt, penny loafers, knee socks, and white cotton collared shirt. She stood there, head down, as I walked around her while tapping my ruler against the palm of my open hand. The silence seemed louder with just the sound of the ruler tapping. Standing in front of her again, I stopped. "Cindy, what did Amy do?" "She wet her panties, Sister." "Amy, did you wet your panties?" Without lifting her head, she whispered, "Yes, Sister." "Look at me when you address me!" I yelled really loudly, startling everyone, including myself. Amy, slowly, raised her head to look at me. "Lift your skirt," I said, matter-of-factly. "Yes, Sister," she said, keeping her soft brown eyes on mine as she lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing white cotton panties with a rather obvious fresh stain on the crotch, not dissimilar to mine. Visible goose-bumps rose on her sexy, muscular legs, and I could swear that there was the slightest hint of a smile on her sexy, full lips. "I've seen enough," I said brusquely, knocking the skirt from her hands with my ruler. "You need to learn some self-control, young lady... some discipline. On your knees," I ordered. "Yes, Sister," she said, dropping to her knees in front of me. I really didn't have any plan, as such. I thought about having her suck my dick, but that didn't seem very creative. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head. "Cindy, hold the hem of my frock up while Amy cleans my pussy with her tongue!" I turned around, not looking. I felt Cindy raise my dress, and waited with desperate anticipation for the touch of Amy's tongue on my ass. At first, I thought she'd chicken out but, to my pleasure, she stuck out her tongue and ran it across the crack of my ass rather timidly. The sensation was thrilling, but I was in no mood to be teased. "Get your tongue in there and clean me up," I barked. "You'd better do what she says, Amy," Cindy encouraged. At once, I felt Amy press her sweet face against my ass, pushing it deep into my cum-slickened crack. Her tongue squirmed wildly, licking me up and down. Pressing deeper, I felt her tongue dip into my ass, and I tried to grab it by clenching my muscles. This seemed to encourage her, and she thrust her tongue deeply, and ever faster, into my quivering, cum-filled ass. My cock, previously unmoved, was now rock hard and dripping. I could feel her avid mouth draining my ass of the last vestiges of Jessie's cum. "STOP!" I ordered. Amy froze. I stepped away from her, knocking my dress from Cindy's hands. I turned and sat on the bed. Amy's face was glazed with a mixture of Jessie's cum and my ass juices. "You obviously like licking my pussy, so that can't be your punishment. We'll have to think of something else." Again, I had no plan yet. I was improvising. I tried to think of the most disgusting thing I could make her do. I could feel that my feet were sweaty in my boots. That might do... "Remove my boots, little missy," I snarled. As Amy moved to kneel in front of me, Cindy stood to one side. I could see that she was puzzled by this strange turn of events, and had no idea where I was leading them. Amy worked quickly, undoing the laces and pulling the boots from my feet. I had worn my regular nylon dress socks from work earlier that day, so they weren't exactly fresh. "Remove my socks, too, Amy! Do I have to tell you everything?" I tried to sound cruel and angry. She stripped my feet bare, and sat back. "Ok, you panty-wetting cunt, I want you to clean my feet with your mouth. Don't you touch me with your hands, though, or I'll beat your ass with my ruler!" Without hesitation, Amy leaned forward and took a few toes into her mouth. I'd never had anyone suck on my feet before, and didn't really think of it as a turn-on but, at that first thrilling touch of her mouth, I was groaning. I could see Cindy begin to rub her pussy through her skirt. "Cindy! What do you think you're doing?" "I couldn't help it, Sister. Watching Amy makes me feel funny inside, like I've got an itch or something." I could tell that, as she continued to work on my feet, slathering her tongue over every inch of skin, and between each toe, Amy listened intently to the conversation going on above her. "Cindy, now I have to punish you too! Lay down on the floor, on your back and remove the stain from Amy's panties with your mouth." A quiet moan escaped from Amy's busy mouth as Cindy moved beneath her and began pressing her lips to Amy's pantied crotch. Cindy's small, delicate fingers slipped over Amy's hips, pulling her down gently against her eager mouth. Another moan, this time a bit longer and louder, came from Amy's throat. "Silence!" I screamed! "This is not for your pleasure! Cindy has her punishment, and you have yours." Amy was working on my other foot now, and bending lower to chew on my callused heel. She couldn't quite reach it, so grabbed my foot with her hand to raise it to her mouth. "Amy! Did I not tell you to use only your mouth, and not to use your hands?" "Yes, Sister. I'm sorry, Sister. I just forgot." Amy seemed flushed, color in her cheeks, her full lips trembling with fear or desire, as Cindy continued to push her squirming tongue against her panties. Standing now, I towered over her small frame, still kneeling on the floor, with Cindy beneath her. I moved behind Amy now, straddling Cindy, and dropped to my knees. Cindy's breasts pressed against the backs of my thighs as I lifted Amy's skirt, exposing her ass wrapped in white cotton. I pulled the cotton to one side, exposing her sweet, soft ass cheeks. I spread them roughly to view her rosebud. It looked fresh, clean, and oh so fuckable. I leaned forward, slicking her ass crease with my spit. Between each lick, I said every foul thing I could think of. "Amy, you're a dirty little slut, allowing your white cotton panties to get wet, then liking it when Cindy tries to clean them for you. You're such a whore, licking cum from my ass, and cleaning my stinking feet with your mouth. Your cunt is too nasty for me to touch, so I guess that leaves your ass, bitch! Your ass is mine!" Amy trembled obviously as my mantra of filth poured from my lips, and my tongue skipped maddeningly over her ass crease. Finally satisfied with my spit lube, I lifted my dress and pressed my thick cock against her ass. I began sawing it back and forth in her crack, each time slipping lower until, finally, it was pressed against her tight hole. With each beat of her heart, it felt like her asshole was kissing my cock head. This sensation alone was enough to make me cum, but I wanted to open her up, stretch her ass wide with my thickness, and make her scream. I began to press against her sphincter, and she gasped. "Oh, Sister, please stop. It hurts real bad, Sister! Please don't!" Amy lowered her torso so she was on her hands and knees, her head shaking back and forth. Despite her protests, I could feel her pressing back against my invading cock, forcing herself open on it. "This punishment hurts me more than it hurts you, Amy," I said, grabbing her slight hips and pushing myself all the way in to her clenching ass. As I hit bottom, she cried out. Her ass muscles were really tight, and my cock felt like it was being skinned, but that didn't stop me from beginning to move, slightly, in and out, helping her get used to the feeling of my invading member splitting her open. Little whimpering sounds came from her mouth, which hung open limply, as my movements became more and more aggressive. I'd come twice already... Once with Cindy, and once with Jessie. I felt like I could fuck for hours. As she began to relax more, I moved more easily inside her, really getting into the feeling of fucking her sweet ass. Amy, with stimulation from above and below, began to pant. Her breath was ragged, sounding almost desperate. A low moan began somewhere deep inside her and, slowly, began to build into a wail. Then she was screaming, her brown hair cascading around her flailing head as she began to cum. I felt her orgasm pulse through her ass, and wave after wave of pleasure shook her body. It felt, for a moment, that she might split into a million pieces. Cindy and I continued relentlessly, forcing her into multiples, making her incoherent, driving her mad with our manipulations. Almost by surprise, I felt a tickle in my balls and knew, instantly, I was going to cum. Without hesitation, I grabbed Amy, stood with my cock still in her ass, and lifted her off me. In one smooth motion, I flipped her around so her thighs were on my shoulders, her pussy was close to my mouth, and my cock was near hers. I forced my cock between her lips, cumming at the first touch of her nasty tongue. It felt like a rope was being pulled through my cock, and the sensation nearly made me drop to my knees. I lowered my head to her pussy and tasted her cunt for the first time, as she licked her ass juice from my spasming cock. Finally, I tossed Amy onto the bed gently, lying next to her, both of us breathless, flushed, and damp. She leaned over, pressing her lips to mine, and gave me a deep kiss, allowing me to taste our mingled juices. Bad Halloween Habits Ch. 4 I awoke late on Thursday morning, the first day of November, feeling wonderfully sore. The previous evening's activities spun through my mind endlessly. At the very least, it was a night of firsts. Sex with Cindy, my sexy vixen of a sister, getting fucked up the ass by a guy in drag, and dominating Amy. Cindy and I had talked about Amy on the way home from the party. "Greg, I bet Amy would get together with you, or us, again," Cindy said, leaning on my shoulder as I drove. "I got the feeling that she really liked you." "I got her number," I said, blushing in the darkness. "I was hoping we could go out on a regular date sometime." I got out of bed, throwing on a robe, and wandered into the kitchen. As I started the coffee brewing, Cindy wandered in wearing a long flannel shirt and fuzzy slippers. Her face was still flushed with sleep, and her dark hair was tussled. "Morning, Greg," she mumbled, rising on tiptoes to kiss my cheek. She was barely awake, eyes half lidded. She leaned against me as I waited for the hot water to drip through the coffee, filling the kitchen with the delicious aroma. I slipped my arm around Cindy's waste, savoring the warmth of her body against mine. "I really had fun last night, bro," she said softly, looking up at me admiringly. "I had no idea you were so hot, or so nasty!" "Neither did I," I answered, blushing. "And you," I continued, "when did you become such a craven beastie," I asked, laughing. "I guess that fucking my own brother tends to make a girl feel naughty," she said, giggling. "Amy told me to call her today at 2:45," I said, excitedly. "She said that she'd be back from school by then," I continued, "and that maybe the three of us could get together." Cindy looked at me rather seriously. "You like her," she said accusingly. "I hope you realize that, if you two start going out, that I'll still want some of this," she insisted, clutching my cock and balls gently through my pj's. "Don't you worry, little sister," I said, picking her up in my arms and walking toward my bedroom. "Your big brother will always take care of you!" ______ 2:45 seemed painfully distant but, finally, it was time to call Amy. I dialed the number anxiously, hoping she'd answer. "Hello?" It was a man's voice. He didn't sound happy. "Hi," I said, "is Amy there?" "Just who the fuck are you?" he shouted at me through the phone.... Taken aback, I answered, "Uh, Greg. I'm a friend of Amy's. From school." I heard him holler for Amy and, in a moment, she came on the line. "Hi, Greg," she whispered. "I'm so glad you called. I can't talk now. My daddy's in an awful mood. He's leaving at 3:30, so you and Cindy can come over then and we'll hang out. I've got to go now," she said flatly, and hung up. Cindy, who had been sitting beside me, said, "Well?" _______ We drove over to Amy's house, arriving a little ahead of schedule. Cindy and I were both dressed normally, as Halloween had since faded into memory. She wore a brightly colored floral print sleeveless dress, and a white cardigan sweater to fight the slight chill in the Southern California air, and low-heeled strappy sandals. I wore a bright green Polo shirt, jeans, and loafers. We cleaned up pretty well, I thought. We walked the short way to the front door of a rather large, two-story house. Just as we were about to knock, I distinctly heard Amy scream. Cindy and I stared at each other, and followed the sound to the side of the house, where a large window opened onto a sunken living room. There, a shocking scene was revealed to our incredulous eyes. Amy, in her school girl costume, was draped like a doll over a very large man's lap. One big hand held her wrists tightly, and the other rose and fell onto her ass. "No, daddy!" Amy squirmed and cried out, tears flowing over her cute face. "I swear I was good last night!" "Don't lie to your father, you slutty cunt," her father roared, beating her ass even harder. "I found these in your room," he screamed, shoving her obviously soiled panties into her face. Enraged, he forced them into her mouth, and resumed her spanking. Spitting out her panties, she spoke up again. "Daddy, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, daddy," Amy pleaded, sounding almost desperate. Cindy and I, crouching at the window, were pressed close together. Her father's demeanor softened slightly, and he rested his big hand on her upturned ass. "Sorry for what, Amy?" "I'm sorry for lying," she said, sobbing. "I'm sorry for being a naughty slut, daddy. I'm sorry for ruining my panties." "Well, I'm going to have to teach you a lesson," her father said, standing. Amy's small form flopped off his lap, onto the floor. Cindy and I looked at each other in disbelief, barely able to comprehend the scene unfolding before us. "Stand up and bend over," Amy's father ordered. "Oh, daddy, please..." Amy said, pleadingly. "I'll be good, I swear!" At this point, Cindy turned and whispered, "get your camera!" I smiled, grateful that I had such a smart sister, and ran to my car, retrieving the camcorder I'd received from my folks for my last birthday. I rushed back, anxious to capture all the action. "Shut up and grab your ankles," he roared. Amy complied. He dropped his trousers and revealed a really large cock, certainly bigger than mine. He held it, pushing it down, rubbing it along the crease of Amy's wet pussy. "No, daddy! Please! Anything, but don't put your long, thick cock in my ass," begged Amy, trying weakly to pull away. Her father's big hand grabbed one slim hip, pulling her back toward his cock, forcing the head to press against her clit. The contact sent shivers through her body, and she released one ankle to reach up and pinch a nipple through her shirt. Amy's father pulled back and, from what we could see, began to press his cock against her back door. "Oh, God, daddy," Amy gasped, panting, "it really hurts, daddy! Your cock is too big!" He grasped Amy's slender waist, pulling her back onto his invading member. Amy, her face white, gasped in ragged breaths as he forced his thick cock into her tight ass, my camera capturing her every expression. "This is going to hurt me more than it hurts you," he moaned, breaking through the tight outer muscles and plunging into the depths of her clenching bowels. Amy sobbed, tossing her head back and forth, as her hand moved from her breast to her pussy. "It hurts bad, daddy" she cried, trying to pull away from him. "I'll be a good girl, daddy! I swear!" Her movement away from him caused him to pull her back, hard, against his pelvis, and drive his cock deep into her ass once again. He began to rock in and out of her, thrusting faster and faster. A litany of derision flowed from his lips as he fucked his daughter's ass. "You're such a whore, you slut! You are such a dirty cunt, you daddy-fucker! You'd suck your own filthy snatch if you could, you bitch!" With each statement, he punctuated it with a hard thrust. Amy, in almost a trance-like state, affirmed each comment. "I'm daddy's little slutty whore. I'm a dirty, daddy-fucking cunt. I would suck my own snatch for daddy." As this went on, her father moved more quickly, obviously approaching his orgasm. "Oh, daddy," Amy moaned, "cum in baby's ass. Please cream your little girl's ass, daddy!" It looked to Cindy and I as if he was going to but, at the last minute, he pulled out, spun Amy around, and forced his glistening, shitty cock into her mouth. I zoomed in to Amy's upturned face. "Oh yes, baby! Suck daddy's cum," he cried. "You're daddy's big girl, Amy... You're daddy's sweet slut daughter, baby! Unnnghh..." His body shook, obviously draining a big load into Amy's open mouth. My camera caught every swallow as she desperately tried to capture each spurt of her father's cum. Once he'd regained his composure, Amy's father pulled up his pants and tucked in his shirt. He bent to retrieve Amy's ruined panties, and threw them at her. "Let that be a lesson to you, young lady," he said sternly. "Now go get cleaned up then go to your room." Bad Halloween Habits Ch. 5 Amy's father, William, lay naked, face down, spread-eagled on the big hotel bed, his limbs stretched wide and tied with straps provided by the thoughtful blackmailers. Amy fastened one blindfold over his eyes, then sat down, covering her own eyes with the other. Just as she finished, there was a loud knock at the door. "Room service," a voice called. Amy panicked, not knowing what to do. She heard the door open, and a gasp from whoever stood there, seeing her blindfolded, naked, and her naked father tied to the bed. The blackmail video ran on the room's TV. "Well, well, Juanita," a masculine voice said, "we got some tasty chicken here." The accent sounded Hispanic. "Si, Juan," came the female voice, shockingly close to Amy's left ear, "this chicken looks tender and juicy." Amy felt a finger on her bare nipple, and it hardened under its gentle touch. She felt goose bumps dance across her skin, and she never felt more vulnerable. Suddenly, she felt hot, moist lips on her nipple, and a swirling tongue. Her head tilted back, and a soft gasp crossed her lips. "Amy, are you ok," her father asked, sounding very concerned. "I'm ok, daddy," she answered. Immediately, she regretting calling him 'daddy.' Now, the whole mood in the room changed. "Daddy, eh?" the male voice said. "You like your daughter, as a man, no?" She could hear the male move around her father. At the same time, she felt the woman slip something soft around her ankles and, suddenly, she was bound to the chair. As quick as can be, her wrists were tied too. Then some material, maybe her own panties, were stuffed into her mouth. She moaned, and tried to spit the panties out, but she couldn't. Suddenly, the blindfold was ripped off, and before her stood.... Cindy? Cindy stood before her, smiling, with her forefinger pressed to her lips. She winked at her, then moved to Amy's daddy. "I think you should rub some butter on his buns, Juan," Cindy said in her bad hispanic accent. Amy turned her head and there was Greg, spreading her father's ass cheeks and rubbing butter onto his asshole. Her father, not comfortable with the attention, began to thrash around and protest. Greg, dropping his hispanic persona, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "If you want to stay out of prison, then shut the fuck up!" To punctuate his point, Greg jammed his finger up William's ass. "You gunna fuck him, Juan," Cindy asked excitedly. "Well, he's all greased up now, so I guess I'll have to," answered Greg, dropping his pants to the floor. Greg, completely naked, climbed over William's bound body, and moved his hard cock into position. "You like to fuck your daughter's ass, big man," Greg whispered. "Now you're going to know what she feels when you fuck her asshole." Amy and Cindy watched as Greg forced his cock into William's tight ass. William, overcome with the invasion, cried out. "Shut the fuck up, you daughter fucker, or you're going to be ass-raped nightly in the Big House," Greg warned through clenched teeth. His hips began to move now, rocking back and forth, William's ass beginning to open up a bit under Greg's continuous pressure. Greg continued a litany of curses. "Oh you are such a big man, you asshole, fucking your own flesh and blood. You sick fuck, you like this don't you? You like my big cock stretching your ass, fucking your shit hole, you bitch!" As Amy watched, wide-eyed, Cindy came to her and began to undress. Naked, she rubbed her small titties over Amy's body, and moved down to spread her legs. Cindy knew that Amy was wild, and wanted to take things to a place she'd never gone before. She looked at Amy's flushed body, slightly damp with excitement, and then to her own. Suddenly, a wee light went on inside her head. Cindy moved behind Amy's bound form and tilted the chair back, so Amy was on her back now, with her feet pointing toward the wall. Cindy moved over Amy, removing the panty gag, and squatted, pressing her ass to Amy's face. "Oh shit, Juan," Cindy cried, "her hot tongue is in my ass!" Cindy ground her ass against Amy's upturned face, savoring the feelings flowing through her. Greg, in the meantime, had obviously widened the ass he was fucking, and now his hips flew back and forth, jack hammering his thick cock into Mr. First's guts. Cindy stood suddenly, looking down at Amy who was wide-eyed with passion. "I'm gunna fuck you, Amy," Cindy threatened. She braced herself on the chair Amy was tied to, and moved one slender foot over Amy's spread pussy lips. Cindy touched her big toe to Amy's clit, and watched as waves of pleasure pounded over the bound girl's body. Her toe could feel the slick, wet, hot juices flowing from Amy's cunt, and she began to rub them around, spreading them over her whole mound. Amy's mouth hung open, and a low, continuous moan escaped her lips. Almost simultaneously, Mr. First began to moan also, overcome with the wild invasion of his heretofore virgin ass. As Greg's cock plunged into his ass, and Cindy forced more and more of her foot into Amy's wet snatch, both of them began to cum. And cum. And cum. "Oh fuck, angel," Mr. First cried! "Oh yes, daddy," screamed Amy. "Hot ass," yelled Greg! All three trembled and shook and their orgasms overwhelmed their senses. Desperate to cum, Cindy moved her wet cunt onto Amy's face and pressed it down. Amy's tongue and lips began to lick, nibble, and suck on Cindy's clit, sending shivers of pleasure through her young body. Greg, having recovered somewhat from his first same-sex ass invasion, pulled out of William's sore hole and moved behind Cindy, his still-hard cock pressing against her tight ass. "Oh god, Amy," gasped Cindy, "Juan is fucking my ass as you suck me. Suck me good, Amy!" With each powerful stroke into his sister's tight ass, her pussy pressed down hard against Amy's mouth. The rhythm quickened and, soon, multiple orgasms rocked Cindy's body. Just when she felt that Greg was about to cum, his second orgasm in less than 10 minutes, she slipped away from him, leaving his cock free to spray cum all over Amy's face, tits, and belly. Greg and Cindy dressed quickly, and headed for the door. Cindy, struggling with her bonds, managed to free one hand and turned to see that Greg was disconnecting a video camera from a tripod. They had filmed the whole thing!