Halloween Horror Nights | 2016

My friend Mark called and asked if I wanted to go to Halloween Horror Nights in Orlando with him and his girl. Normally I’d pass on getting wallet raped and waiting in long lines with teenage wannabe gang bangers but Mark’s chic Vivian was smoking hot…a short and cute cinnamon tanned Latina from Costa Rica with big brown eyes, huge tits, a thin waist and chunky thighs. I had a girlfriend, Carmen, a thin Cubanita with long jet black hair who is a dime in most any dude’s eyes but I was thoroughly bored of fucking her. Her thin figure and full chest which I was initially attracted to now repulsed me, I wanted a woman with more curves, more ass, more like Vivian... So we leave Miami in separate cars and 4 hours later we are in Orlando. That night the four of us went out to dinner and chilled, nothing exciting, just drinks and conversation. Vivian, well she just looked hot as fuck in tight ass jeans, a tank top and strappy high heel sandals. We sat across from each other. Mark and Vivian on one side, Carmen and I facing them. Every so often, Vivian would taker her heels off and dangle them with her toes. Then she placed her foot in my crotch from across the table. Her toes would gently caress my cock. I pretended not to notice and she had the perfect poker face. No one knew. But my dick knew.

After dinner we get to the hotel, a timeshare with a kitchen, living room, two bedrooms and two baths. We say goodnight. Mark and Vivian close their door and Carmen and I do the same and get ready to shower together. I was so horny from Vivian’s toes teasing my cock I wanted to fuck. I tried fooling around with Carmen in the shower, but she was on her period, cranky and felt grossed out by doing it while being bloody. I went to bed with a throbbing cock. Cuddling up to Carmen at night just made it worse. I dreamed it was Vivian I was spooning but that just made me want to fuck more and Carmen wasn’t going for it.

I woke up early to the smell of fresh coffee. I wanted to be the first one up to make a good breakfast for everyone but I guess someone beat me to it. Carmen was passed out asleep so I crawled out of bed, brushed my teeth, and headed for the kitchen. Vivian was in the there setting up coffee cups. As the sun peeked between the vertical blinds, I could just make out the shape of her tits through her semi transparent pajamas. They reminded me of bananas the way the nipples defied gravity and pointed upwards. She had on loose fitting pajama shorts that looked to be one or two sizes too big for her. As I walked in, she was reaching for the sugar at the top shelf of the cabinet and her loose fitting shorts gave me full view of her thick thighs and curvy ass. I was a little embarrassed of my morning wood…it wasn’t really a full hard on, just a bit thicker and harder than normal. You could easily see the outline of my cock halfway to my knee through my boxy shorts. “Good morning sexy”, I whispered as I came up behind her and grabbed the sugar that was just out of her reach. She was somewhat surprised as I wrapped my hand around her waist and I pulled her into me. My cock was instinctively pressed between her soft warm ass cheeks and pushed against her pussy as she subconsciously arched her back. “Well, good morning”, she smiled. I set the sugar down and ran my hand down her still extended arm. I lightly brushed her left nipple, but it seemed accidental. Both her nipples immediately grew and poked through her shirt. My cock got harder. I felt like I could not control myself. I reached both hands under her shirt and around her warm thin waist and held her firmly. “What were you trying to do to me last night?” I demanded. She smiled, “Nothing, my feet were cold, that’s all. I needed a place to warm them.” Her right leg was bent. I ran my hand down from her waist to her thigh, down to her calf and towards her foot and caressed her toes. “You mean these feet?” She gave me a look I will never forget. She was so pretty and slutty looking at the same time but also looked scared. Glancing downwards to get a better view of her small feet, I noticed her perfectly painted toes matched her perfectly manicured hands, dark red polish with white tips. Very sexy, I thought.

As I ran my hand back up her leg, my hand easily slipped past her pajama shorts and up her thick thigh to her ass. Her ass cheeks were full, but firm. She looked even more scared. “What are you doing?” she sighed heavily. She ever-so-slightly spread her legs and I took that as an invitation. My left hand reached for her nipple and my right hand went from her ass to crotch. It was warm and already wet. My fingers easily slid inside her as I nibbled the back of her neck. “What are you doing?” she asked again. “Do you want me to stop?” I whispered as I removed my fingers. She begged, “Please, we can’t…this is so wrong.”

I started to massage her clit with my wet fingers. She spread her legs a little more. “We shouldn’t do this”, she sighed again. I could see a stream of her juice dripping to the floor, the sun shining through the vertical blinds made her girl drool look like honey as a long stream fell to the floor. A small puddle of her juice began to form. My cock was throbbing so hard it hurt, I thought it was going to tear a hole in my boxers. Very carefully I pulled my cock out, Vivian instantly started stroking me. My cock started to drip. I had never experienced pre-cum before and wasn’t sure if I was already coming, her hands were so soft and small on my huge cock and it felt wonderful. She lifted her thigh and pushed my dick inside her. It slid in so easily as she was sopping wet. She was instantly moaning, “I’m cumming!” she whispered. I couldn’t hold back, my cock exploded, it felt like I was cumming a gallon of cum. “Oh my god!” she nearly cried. My cock was still pulsating and I was enjoying every second as I held her against me with my cock still deep inside her from behind.

We could hear noises from one of the bedrooms. I quickly pulled out of her, more of both our juiced fell to the floor. We both ran to separate bathrooms. I cleaned myself up and went back to the kitchen for coffee. Mark and Vivian walked out together holding hands. Mark was like, “Hey, what’s up? Where do you wanna go for breakfast?” Vivian was pouring Mark coffee and he says, “Look you spilled something on the floor, honey!” She bends over and cleans it with a paper towel and a grin. Mark says, “See, isn’t she great, she keeps the house so clean!”

And that was one of the best fucks of my life. Mark and Vivian eventually got married but sometimes I still dream about that one morning we shared.