Halloween Treat

Cori was attending this family reunion in protest. Not that she had anything against her family, but she had been guilt tripped into coming home. Hearing her seventy-odd year old grandmother crying into the receiver of the phone had done the job that her mother and sisters pleadings could not. And thus it came to be, on the 30th day of this October, Cori had returned home to her roots, Salem. Not Salem, Mass., but rather Salem, Oregon. Although, if one cared to get technical (and some of Cori’s family loved getting into details), they could trace their heritage all the way back to Salem, Mass.

Cori moved about the fabulous house that was the site for their family reunion tonight. Her next oldest sister, Marjie, worked for the owner of the impressive Bed and Breakfast, which had been developed from an old and dilapidated Victorian style mansion. And the owner had agreed to rent them the main rooms for their family get-together, and family from out of town had rented most all of his rooms. Cori herself had taken a room here, rather than stay at home with her folks. She had known it was going to be crowded, and had insisted this would be easier on everyone.

Cori was one of seven children, all girls, and the youngest. Her father, HerbertParmentor, had had the clever idea to name his oldest child Rosemary. When the second girl had come along, being a horticulturalist, he had once again come up with an “herbal” name. And Lavender had not seemed so bad, so her mother had agreed once again. Girl number three, her father scratched his head, and then smiled and called her “Peppermint,” who quickly became Pepper to everyone. The fourth girl saw her father feeling frustrated, until he remembered the lemon verbena. Bena became her nickname the second day of her life. And her fifth and sixth sisters benefited from their father’s spending several months in advance of their twin birth to come up with Angelica and Marjoram. But at daughter seven he gave up, and threw his herbal book down. Her mother had a fit, but Coriander stuck.

Cori had had trouble finding a costume as well, since she only learned this morning, upon her arrival, that the party was a costume affair, in celebration of Halloween. Cori was not at all happy with the costume she was stuck with either. She had almost refused, but she was here, and her family was expecting her to “get involved.” Cori couldn’t remember how many requests she had for a “sponge bath” or some “TLC” since her arrival. Her too tight, and too short nurse’s costume seemed to be the hit of the party, or at least in some people’s opinion.

Cori moved over to the bar, deciding she needed a drink stronger than her grandmother’s punch to get her through this night of horrors. At the bar, she was surprised to find a very attractive bartender in residence. He had graying hair at his temples, and laugh lines in the right places. He was tanned, and from what she could see under his old-fashioned bartending costume, he appeared to be quite fit. She waited until a spot cleared and she walked up.

Zek Matthews looked up slowly from replacing some clean glasses under the bar. The first thing, or rather things he saw was two amazingly round and more than half naked breasts. They were mounded upwards by the woman’s folded arms, which rested on the counter top. He moved his gaze up a bit further and found he was looking into a lovely face surrounded by a wealth of red hair. He didn’t miss the nurse’s cap before lowering his eyes to her’s once again.

“Evening, ma’am, what can I get for you?” Zek smiled as he used his old west accent.

Cori told herself to leave, right then and there. The man’s voice was too damned sexy, and it gave her little ribbons of desire through out her body. Instead, she smiled back and leaned a little closer. Cori didn’t realize that her action pushed her large breasts up even more, and for a scant moment, Zek was granted a glimpse of pink areolas. He had to clear his throat as he waited for her answer.

“I’ll have something potent please,” Cori told him softly. She eased one hip onto the empty barstool. “So, tell me barkeep, you work here often?”

Cori almost gasped in surprise at herself. She had never, ever done anything like this before. She was flirting with the bartender! She flushed as she saw a smile curve his sensual lips before he lifted his eyes to her’s once more.

“Often enough, I guess, ma’am.” Zek lay a napkin down and pushed a glass towards her.

Cori took a sip and it was delicious. She took three more sips, having no idea of the potency of the drink. “How much do I owe you, sir?” She asked, remembering her sister telling her it was a “cash bar.”

Zek grinned. “It’s on the house. Seems the least I can for an angel of mercy, such as yourself.”

Cori blushed, but didn’t move away from the bar either. She finished the drink quickly, and didn’t notice him refilling the glass as she spoke. “I had no idea there would be so many people here. I can’t tell who is family and who is not. I’d forgotten that my folks were inviting a lot of their friends from town as well.”  She took a deep breath, and took several large swallows of the alcohol. “You live here?”

Zek smiled, nodding his head. “Do you?”

Cori shook her head, unaware she dislodged her white cap to a hazardous angle. “I live in Hawaii. Only reason I came back is because I can’t stand to hear Grammy cry.”  Cori sniffled, and accepted the third drink without a thought. She sneezed all of a sudden and her cap slid down to her nose. She didn’t see Zek signal to someone, and he was replaced quickly behind the bar. He came around the end, and slipped an arm around her waist.

“I think you need to get your cap back on straight. Shall I help you?” Zek offered, planning to help her to ladies room.

Cori nodded and surprised Zek by leading the way up the main stairs, and all the way to the back. Her room was in the oldest part of the house, but she had adored it on sight because of its quaintness, and lovely old antiques. She slipped her key into the lock, which she fetched most charmingly from between her large breasts. Zek found it hard to keep his eyes off her big breasts. He was a “breast” man, and he was finding her’s, which he was guessing to be a 40D, hard to resist. Being a gentleman, he would have left then, but Cori had hold of his hand and pulled him into her room. He knew the room, and his eyes went to the queen size bed.

He turned and was even more surprised to discover that Cori had obviously lost track of time, and purpose. She had tossed the cap off, and as she faced him, she was unbuttoning the too tight dress. Zek moved forward and put his hands over her’s.

“Maybe I should go,” he offered softly.

Cori shook her head. “Nope. It’s almost Halloween, you know.”

Zek nodded, not sure what the correlation was in her head. He realized his hands had not stopped her hands, and the material covering her magnificent breasts parted. It would have been impossible to not stare, he told his brain, as he gazed at two large, perfect melon shaped breasts propped up by a demi bra, that didn’t completely conceal her nipples. He was rock hard the next instant. So much for staying out of trouble, he thought as he rubbed his knuckles over the white tit flesh. He looked up and found Cori smiling at him. He gasped when a second later she shook her shoulders and made her boobs jiggle in their lacy prison.

“You like them?” Cori asked.

Zek groaned as he stared at what had to be the most lusciously exquisite tits he had ever seen in real life. He nodded, unable to get a word out past his dry throat.

Cori was drunk. She shoved her dress down and off her hips, and stood before this stranger clad only in her demi platform bra, thong panties, and garter belt with stockings. She deliberately shook her shoulders again liking the look on this man’s face as he stared at her boobs. This time she shook too hard and her right nipple popped out of its lacy prison.

Zek groaned and he rubbed the back of one finger across the tip of the exposed nipple. He heard the moan of passion at his touch. He looked up and met her gaze. “May I look at them?” he asked her quite formally.

Cori giggled and nodded her head. The next instant her bra clasp was undone and the cups parted. Her breasts popped out of the tight confinement, and he had to reassess his estimate on size.

Zek couldn’t stop himself from speaking his thoughts out loud. “Hot damn woman! Those have to be the best pair of knockers I’ve ever seen.”

Cori blushed, but smiled. She had often felt insecure about her body, but seeing the lust and desire on this man’s face was making her feel more confident. Her smile faded as his hands covered the huge hooters the next second. It was her turn to groan as his hands attempted to fully grasp the big boobies. The nipples were incredible as he saw they were thick and already sticking out may be half an inch. Zek knew he could get them to poke out an inch, with some serious attention and work. He squeezed and pressed and rubbed at the large bosoms presented for his inspection. His palms rubbed the tips of the nipples poking them before he returned once more to appraising and appreciating the whole boob.

Zek surprised himself when he asked her hoarsely, “How big?” He couldn’t believe how crass he was being with her.

Cori flushed an even brighter pink. “42DD.”

Zek grinned. “Dear Lord in heaven, I’ve died and gone to heaven.” He met Cori’s eyes while he continued to massage and mash her breasts against her chest. He turned suddenly and led them to the bed. He sat down and pulled Cori between his widespread thighs. This put her nipples right on level with his mouth. He didn’t waist a moment before gluing his lips onto her right nipple. In the silence of the room, you could the sucking noises loudly He tugged and pulled on the nipple, working and worrying it with his tongue. When he released the stimulated bud it was now thicker and poking out an inch from her tit. It was wet and shining from his spit, and he moved to make the left one look just the same.

Zek raised his hands to the outside of the immense globes and pressed them together, making a perfect cleavage to bury his nose between. This time when he deserted the left nipple, there was a loud, squelching plop in the room. He paused for a moment to look up in Cori’s passion dazed face.

“This has to be the best treat I’ve ever gotten on Halloween before.” With his hands cradling and pressing the big melons together, Zek fell back onto her bed. Cori giggled and his comment, which turned to a shriek as she was pulled over his body.  He grinned and paused to arrange Cori astride his hips. Her thong covered pussy hovered above the tent in his pants made by his hard cock. It only took a second, and he could see the wetness from her pussy soaked through to his pants. He smiled as he realized that she was rubbing her pussy against his zipper.

Zek moved one hand down and lowered the pants zipper. He looked up to see that Cori pulled aside her thong, and from there it was no time at all that he was embedded inside her cunt. His groan filled the room, and he opened his eyes to gaze at the glorious boobs in front of him. His hands moved swiftly to cover them once again.

“God, honey, you have the best tits I’ve ever seen, or tasted.” He paused and bounced them in his hands. He watched the double D’s jiggle and bobble for almost a minute before settling against her chest again. His cock twitched within her, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. “Lean down, baby, and I’ll give these titties of yours a sponge bath they’ll never forget.”

Cori groaned as she felt Zek’s tongue begin the sensual bath. He spent extra long on each nipple, trying to get each one as long as possible. He praised her right nipple first, pointing out its length, its thickness, and how deliciously it filled his mouth. Cori couldn’t stop her hips from beginning to rotate on his cock when he moved to her second nipple. Having him talk dirty to her, and all this boob play was making her hotter than she’d ever been before. She looked down as Zek started to suck hard and fast on one nipple, and then release it with a long, dragging suction. Each time there would be a loud, wet, and squelching “plop” noise as the nipple was released. He would watch the jiggling tit as he sucked on the other nipple. He could feel Cori’s tension building in her body.

“Oh, God, honey, you are the sweetest fuck I’ve ever had. Fuck me, baby!” He demanded of her. “Shake those humongous hooters for me sweetheart! Swing those udders back and forth! Let me suck your big udders like they are full of milk!”

Cori cried out as her climax swamped over her. His words, and the images had pushed her over the edge. Her cunt spasmed and seemed to clamp down on his hard cock inside and suck and pull it in even more. It seemed like her cunt was trying to suck his cock just like his mouth had been sucking her nipples. She was unaware of the impressive sight her tits made shaking and jiggling all over the place as her hips jerked with her climax. Finally as her body started to slow, she felt his climax take him over. His cock filled her like a huge pole, and then it was jerking faster and faster, while his hips flexed more and more. She thought she must to tell him to pull out, but when he leaned up and suckled her nipple again, she didn’t say a word. His sucking caused a gentle repercussion within her, and gentle cunt spasms seemed to erupt forth again.

Cori squeezed his nipples, her fingers digging into his muscular chest. She felt his hot seed spewing forth and finding her innermost recesses. In that instant, she didn’t give a damn about anything but the feeling of the hot, hard cock inside her body, and keeping it there. But finally, exhausted, Cori fell to his chest, mashing her breasts against him. She fell asleep in less than ten seconds.

It was sometime later that sucking on her nipple awakened Cori. She opened her eyes and saw a dark-haired man fastened to her nipple, and sucking like he was getting milk out of her. She moved one hand to the back of his head, and cradled him to her big boob. For the first time in her life, she was grateful for the abundance God had given her.  She lost track of how long he suckled her tits, but when he moved over her and slipped his hard cock into her cunt, she encircled his hips with her legs eagerly. She met every thrust wantonly, and eagerly. Her climax struck moments after his, and it felt like her womb was spasming and sucking his seed into it. She fell asleep moments later.

The next time Cori awoke in the passion-filled night, she was on her side, and he was lifting her thigh and slipping into her wet cunt from behind. With his hand squeezing her upper boob, he made it a long, slow fuck. He couldn’t say whether he “came” awake or asleep, but his cock stayed inside and kept his seed plugged within her body.

It was dawn when Zek woke Cori for the last time. He encouraged her to leave the bed for a moment, and then he had her lean over the bed, her belly resting on a mound of pillows. She couldn’t be sure about his intentions, but she didn’t care when his raging hard pole entered her now dripping cunt yet again. She was awake enough to hear the squelching noise that accompanied each thrust forward. It took her a moment to place the other noise as the sound of his balls slapping against her pussy lips. They felt full of cum, even though he had already filled her to the brim three times previously. She could feel his cock hitting her G spot with each thrust and knew she was going to cum hard in a moment or two. She bit her forearm to keep from screaming out loud when his hands came around and grabbed her hanging boobs. He squeezed and held her in place as he quickened his pace, and the slapping noise came faster and faster with each passing second.

Cori squeezed her bottom tightly together and that sent them both over the edge, with a simultaneous, soul-jolting orgasm. His balls tightened and filled her waiting cunt once again with hot seed. Zek had a momentary thought that he should have used protection, but it was lost in the next second as her cunt squeezed down and milked the seed from his balls.

Zek barely got the pillows moved before they collapsed on the bed once again. He pulled up the covers, and settled behind her, spoon fashion, and cradled one big tit in his hand. His fingers idly diddled her nipple until he fell asleep. His last thought was that he had gotten a double D treat indeed this Halloween!

Cori awoke to a massive headache. She went to sit on the side of the bed, cringing as she moved. God! She thought to herself, she felt so sore especially her leg muscles. She moved to stand, swaying. It only took one step though, for her to stop. She was immediately aware of the ache between her upper thighs, and the unmistakable feeling of cum leaking down onto her pussy lips and upper thighs. She groaned and fell back onto the bed. Rolling into a ball, she tried to remember, but her head wouldn’t cooperate. She remembered going over to the bar, and chatting with the bartender. But she was supposed to have gone and joined her grandmother.

A knock on her door had her squeezing her head between her hands and moaning even as she said come in. She glanced over, thinking that was stupid, she’d have to remove the chain…

The door opened and her sister Marjie walked in with a huge smile on her face. “Good morning, Cori! Where did you disappear to last night? Tony and I looked for you because I wanted you to meet Hezekiah.