Late October was always a rather cold and damp time in the town of Freeuse, Ohio. The trees were all but stripped from their leaves, and the first autumn drizzles had made their appearance.
Becky Anderson shuddered, standing in her Halloween costume in the middle of Main Street.
It was supposed to be a witch costume, but in reality it was just a flimsy excuse to show off as much flesh as possible. Not that she minded, of course. She always loved showing off her supple young body, and her curves, the curves that had every man turn and take notice of them. Especially now, being on display like that.
Jonah was standing three feet away, pointing his camera at her. He didn’t seem to be having any troubling hoisting the big and bulky piece of equipment up, but she knew from experience exactly how strong he could be.
In her ear, she was hearing Brock Simmons’s voice, but it wasn’t her he was talking to. He was addressing his television audience, and she was just waiting for her cue.
“In other news, it’s Halloween tonight, and the age-old custom of bang-or-treating is one of the most iconic traditions of our town. We have Becky Anderson, reporting from Main Street, with the details. I hope you’re not too cold, Becky.”
“Not at all, Brock,” she lied with a smile. She was shivering, and it was all due to the costume. Essentially, it was a micro bikini that barely covered her nipples and her pussy, a witch’s hat, and a broomstick. She was practically naked.
“Tell us,” continued the voice in her ear, “is everyone excited about bang-or-treating? I can tell that those guys behind you are.”
Becky turned around. She hadn’t noticed the small crowd that had gathered behind her. All dudes, for some reason. Some of them had taken their phones out and were taking pictures of her nearly naked ass.
“Yes, Brock. As you all know, bang-or-treating is a time-honored tradition of Freeuse. After eight p.m. there is a curfew for everyone under eighteen years old. Then, women knock on doors, offering their bodies in exchange for candy. Everyone is really excited. Local store owners told me that there is not a drop a lube left anywhere in town. And the drugstores have been out of male enhancement drugs for days.”
“It seems the older set doesn’t want to miss out on the fun, Becky.”
She laughed. “Yes, it does, Brock.”
“Will you be joining the festivities?” he asked.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Brock. As you see I’m already in my costume. I’m going to be knocking on doors tonight, same as all the other ladies.”
“I better get back to my house and wait then,” Brock laughed, “just in case you drop by.”
She laughed too. The truth was that Brock didn’t need to go to all that trouble. She was his favorite slut at the station, rarely a day went by that he didn’t dip his cock inside her.
Becky had big dreams, and she was on the right track to be a TV personality. Someday she would have her own show, and she would be the one in the warmth of the studio, cracking jokes with the reporter on site.
Suddenly, she felt something on her behind. She turned around and saw that one of the men from the crowd behind her had approached her and was now fondling her ass. It was actually quite pleasant, his big rough hand was warmer than the cold air. Instinctively, she wiggled her hips a little, grinding on his fingers.
“I see you have an admirer, Becky. Can’t say I don’t envy him.”
“Haha, Brock.” The guy was getting bolder by the second. He had now pulled her against his body and had one hand caressing her pussy over her bikini bottoms. His other hand was moving upward, cupping the lower part of her globes.
She didn’t stop him, of course. It would be extremely rude to interrupt a man using her. And in any case, it was becoming clear to her that the producers of the segment were counting on something like this happening.
She let out a moan at the moment he released her nipples from the top and saw that Jonah hadn’t stopped recording. She could practically tell he had zoomed in on her boobs. The hand not holding the camera was rubbing his crotch, and the fabric seemed to be straining to accommodate his expanding bulge.
“It seems Becky won’t be needing to go bang-or-treating this year,” said Brock from the studio. “I hope he gives you some candy, honey.” He didn’t wait for her to sound off, the line just got cut and she saw Jonah lowering the camera.
Actually, she didn’t care if the man who was now full-on groping her had any candy. Expect of course for the sweet piece in his pants. She was feeling it pressing against her body, and she could tell it was above average in size.
His hand was now inside her bottoms, and one finger was inside her quickly moistening slit. Doing long, slow motions, flicking her clit with each repetition, he was driving her crazy. Looking around, she saw more men had approached from all sides, licking their lips.
At least the heat of the bodies surrounding her, along with the finger in her vagina, had managed to warm her up, and she was now much more comfortable than before her segment had started. More hands took liberties with her body, grabbing, squeezing, fondling. One of them ran his fingers over her lips and when she parted them he slipped them inside her mouth.
She had lost count of how many they were, but she estimated they were six or so. Nothing she couldn’t handle, of course, she had been gangbanged by more men lots of times. She greedily sucked on the fingers in her mouth, drenching them with her spit. She wished they would start whipping their cocks out, really get the action going.
In the end, it was Jonah that made the first move. He left his camera to the side and undid his pants. The familiar sight of his eight-inch cock greeted her. She knew exactly its measurements, as ever since she’d been doing those fluff pieces with him, she had come to know him closely. Very closely.
She managed to wrest herself away from the hands groping her, leaving only her costume behind. Immediately, she went up to Jonah and kissed him on the lips, before descending on the ground and taking his magnificent cock in her hand.
The hard gravel cut her knees, but she didn’t care. She lovingly stroked Jonah’s tool up and down, taking her time with it. She enjoyed watching it twitch to life slowly, and she enjoyed cupping his hefty balls in her other hand.
The guys that were groping her a minute earlier had followed her, and they were fondling her now naked body as she was getting ready to suck on Jonah’s rod. Someone shoved a finger in her ass, but she didn’t even flinch. Instead, she opened her mouth wide and tried to fit as much of her cameraman’s cock inside.
Now, there was a familiar feeling. She knew that dick like the back of her hand, every nook and cranny on it. It slid in her mouth and she welcomed it like an old friend, feeling the fuzzy feeling of content as she did.
It was reaching her gag reflex, and she knew she’d have trouble at that point. No matter, Jonah was a considerate lover, and he put his hand on the back of her head, pushing it down, assisting her in her attempt to deepthroat him.
“Ohhhh, baby,” he let out a sigh. “You’re exceptionally frisky today.” She was, and with good reason. She currently had several hands on her body, pinching, squeezing, even slapping every loose piece of flesh they could find. Her pussy was getting wetter by the second.
Suddenly, she felt something on her chin. Something soft. It took her some seconds to realize that it was Jonah’s ball-sack, resting on her face. His considerable cock had managed to slide all the way down her esophagus. She looked up and saw him smiling. She was quite proud of herself, for being able to down all that man meat in one go, the first time she had managed it with Jonah.
He released his grip on her head somewhat, and let it retreat from his cock a little bit before he slammed it back inside. She felt her muscles stretching, and he did it again and again, until he was able to fuck her mouth in a leisurely manner.
She was little more than a rag doll, having her skull fucked by that monster cock, but she loved it. In the background, she was hearing zippers going down, and she mechanically reached out both her hands to grab whatever cock she could. Sure enough, two erect schlongs found their way to her hands.
She could tell Jonah wasn’t very far from coming, and that disappointed her a bit. She would very much like to feel it stretching her cunt as well as it had been stretching her mouth. Oh well, he was a man and it was his choice. After all, there were several other men around her, maybe one of them would accommodate her.
If it was going to be just a blowjob for him, she was determined to make it a spectacular blowjob. She didn’t pull any punches, she started sucking him as fast and as hard as she could. She pursed her lips hard around his shaft, creating a vacuum, and she did a low humming noise, creating vibrations that would enhance his pleasure. And all that while jerking off the cocks in her hands. Becky always prided herself on being a good slut.
Sensing he needed just something extra to push him over the edge, she popped the cock out of her mouth and traced a line with her tongue down his shaft. She stayed at his balls for a few seconds, drenching them with her saliva, before continuing southward to his asshole.
Most guys loved ass play, and this one was no exception. She shoved her tongue inside as well as she could.
She was now kneeling on the hard concrete, two cocks in her hands, her cameraman’s member resting on her head while she was sucking his butthole. She felt the twitching of his whole body and she knew it was time. She hastened to put the head of his cock back in her mouth and pushed it all the way in again.
She didn’t taste the semen he started releasing, but she felt it in her throat as it made its way down to her stomach. He was so deep inside, way past her taste buds, but the warmth in her insides was a welcome sensation. She stayed there with the cock lodged inside her and felt its spasms as it pumped spurt after spurt of cum down her throat.
When she was certain he didn’t have any more to give, she extracted it, and looked up at him with a smile on her face.
She opened up her mouth to show him that she had swallowed his load, and he smiled back at her.
She didn’t have more than a few seconds to enjoy the sensation, when another cock, smaller than Jonah’s, entered the border of her lips. This one she deep throated like it was nothing. She still did the humming, of course, and she even stuck her tongue out, hungrily licking the balls of the new guy while he was fucking her mouth.
“We’re not getting anywhere like this,” came a male voice. “I mean, she only has one mouth, and there’s four of us…”
“I have an idea,” said another voice, and she felt two strong hands lifting her hips up. She didn’t let go of the cock in her mouth, of course. She was bending over at the waist, and someone gently pushed her legs apart. Immediately, he ran his hand up her inner thigh and started rubbing her vagina.
“Mmmm, she’s wet.”
“Go for it, dude. There’s more of us waiting!”
“Okay, okay!” With those last words, she felt something long and hard sliding in her pussy. It certainly was bigger than the cock in her mouth. It filled her so good, and she wiggled her butt to assist its journey inside her. Someone, presumably the man fucking her, started slapping her ass while he was ramming her snatch, and that made her go into a frenzy. She was moaning around the cock in her mouth, while she was receiving one hell of a fucking.
It was more than she could take, and she sensed the wild horses of her orgasm stampeding towards her. It was like a countdown in her mind. Three seconds… two… one…
She felt like all strength left her body, and her knees would have buckled under her weight if she wasn’t being propped up by the two guys spit-roasting her. They probably didn’t even realize she had come, they were far too busy with their own pleasure.
They started fucking her like a see-saw, rhythmically. Each of them went deep with every thrust, and she knew they’d be coming soon. She popped the cock in her mouth out for a second, just to moan a bit, unencumbered. Its owner quickly grabbed her head and shoved it back inside.
The man in her cunt came, and so did she, prompted by his sticky discharge in her love canal. It was an even stronger orgasm than the previous one, and she started convulsing. The cock in front of her popped out of her mouth, and it started coming all over her brunette mane, her eyes, her lips. It wasn’t a big tool, but it sure packed quite the punch. Pretty soon, her face was caked in cum, and so was her hair.
She scooped off some of it with her fingers, but much of it dripped to the ground. She loved jizz so much that she seriously considered going down and lick it off of the dirty concrete, but she was stopped. Two more guys had approached, and it was their turn to get their cocks wet. She went back to work.
In the end, it took another hour for her to finish getting fucked. When the last guy came all over her tits, she squatted on the ground and looked around for her costume.
Her top and bottom were gone, probably claimed by one of her lovers as a trophy, but her hat and broomstick were lying a few feet away. She gathered them up.
“That was awesome, Becky. I grabbed most of it on video. Maybe the producer will use it.”
That was nice of him. Every second she appeared on TV brought her one step closer to her goals, in this business exposure was everything.
“You must be tired. Want me to drop you off to your house?”
“What are you talking about? It’s bang-or-treating time, I have some doors to knock on!”
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