The screams rip from her body as I feel her pussy cream all over, but I don’t stop. Even as the orgasm rips through her soul, I continue to fuck her relentlessly with my fingers until her body slumps and silence fills the room.
Slipping my fingers from the pumpkin, I admire my work.
She sure was a work of art.
She’s out cold, slumped over like she’s just sleeping.
Sliding my fingers into my mouth, I finally get to taste her creamy goodness. My eyes close and a satisfied groan crawls from my throat.
“I knew you’d be delicious, little bird.”
6
DOVE
Iwake up alone in my bed.
In my bed?
How did I get home?
I’m confused. My head hurts and the room is spinning. I vaguely remember something about a pumpkin, but that sort of stuff didn’t happen. Maybe I had dreamt it.
How had I got so wasted that I didn’t even remember coming home but I must have done, otherwise why would I be here right now?
“Oh, you’re up at last.” Christina barges into my room, interrupting my erratic thoughts. “I can’t believe you left me last night.” She sighs. “I was hoping you had got laid, but nope, here you are.”
“What do you mean, left you?”
“Don’t you remember?” I shake my head. “You left pretty early. I stayed until the end and you really missed out.”
“On what?” I ask curiously.
“Our host, he saw us all out and my god, dove, that man is delicious, definitely doesn’t look like he belongs here.”
“Oh Christina,” I roll my eyes. “I thought you were going to say something interesting for once.”
“That is interesting, honestly girl, where’s your head at.” She shakes her head at me.
“Clearly not where yours is at.” I giggle.
“Get up and we will get refreshed before tonight.”
“Yeah, I don’t know if I want to go.”
“What.” She screams.
“Well, I showed my face. I don’t think I need twelve nights?—.”
“Oh, come on, Dove, don’t bail on me.” She wails. “Plus, tonight is game night.”
“What does that even mean?”
“I’m not sure, babe, but we get to wear masks.”
“Oh great, we get to hide our faces so the entire town can’t see what a mess we are.”
“Since when did you care about what they thought.”
