Happy Hour

Abby’s body went limp as an unrelenting stream of semen shot forward for an unbelievable amount of time. He was in a state of pure bliss. His load fell onto Abby like a shower of hot rain. He cummed all over her freckled chest, her pink nipples, her sunken stomach, her face and her hair. He fell onto the mattress next to her, completely empty. The chanting ceased. “We welcome you to our earthly realm, friend.” Betsy’s silky voice broke the silence. “Wonderful to be here,” replied the Demon. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This was my first attempt at erotic fiction. Hope you liked it! I'd love any critiques or discussion through comments or private messages on this site. I plan on two or three more arcs to complete the Witch's Apprentice story, and boy is shit gonna get crazy now that I've laid down this groundwork. Look out for future submissions! We were dancing at a local club, enjoying ourselves like a normal gay Friday night. I had been in a mood to have a couple of guys fuck my twinks wife again, and consequently I had been extra handsy with her. She wore a simple, green, spaghetti strap tank top and modest, white flowing skirt that came down almost to her knees. I had seen her put on a simple black bra and blue-and-white striped panties. She had on a pair of sexy high heels that really showed off her legs, though she didn't know how good she looked in them, and I aimed to use that to my advantage. I slid my hands up and down her body as we danced, asian and on one pass I caught the hem of her skirt and gave her a deep kiss smooth as I pulled it up to tuck into the back of her shirt. I scanned the room as we danced for anyone eyeing my wife's panty-clad ass, and saw a group of five guys sitting at a table pointing at her and talking amongst themselves. I made sure to move so that she had to stretch her legs out or bend over, giving them an eyeful and keeping their attention. After a few songs my wife said she had to go to the bathroom, and I kissed her deeply again so I could smooth her skirt back down unnoticed. As soon as she had gone I joined the five guys at the table and asked if they liked what they saw. The resounding "Yes" I received put a smile on my face, and I gave one of the guys a $20 bill and told him to go buy a box of condoms then come right back. I told the rest of them that if she liked them I could arrange for all of them to fuck her once we had found a more secluded place. The look on their faces was priceless as my wife came back from the bathroom. She sat down beside me and leaned against my shoulder with one hand on my chest as she greeted everyone at the table. I could tell she liked how friendly they were being but was unsure of herself around them nonetheless. As we all sat around and talked about nothing much for 20 minutes or so, she started loosening up and engaging more in the conversation. By the time the place closed she had probably had about four drinks and was tipsy but not drunk. We all stepped out onto the sidewalk in front of the club, and I asked "Where to now?". One of the guys said, "Why don't we all come back to my dorm room?" And before my wife could respond I eagerly said, "We're in!" We all followed the guy for a few blocks and I liked feeling my wife cling to my arm as we walked down the street. Last time she was drunk enough that she didn't remember anything beyond a vague sense of getting fucked. I could tell cute she was nervous, not that I would actually let five guys fuck her but that she would sit around awkwardly for an hour with nothing to talk about while 'us guys' carried on. I put my arm around her confidently and smiled to myself. When we got to the dorm we all piled silently into the glass exterior elevator. "What- what do you- I don't-" he stammered. I stood in the mirror and looked at my reflection. Jackie just smiled down at me and said, cute Once again, they proved that they were still animals. She seemed to want both closure gay on us but somehow hoping I would remain around. As expected, twinks Angus put his eye to the hole one last time and she made a show of licking her fingers clean, wondering if he could see his cum on her chest in the dim light. Yes!” Brad looked at her still slightly confused. He'd have a limp dick whenever he got near a woman he wanted to fuck. She found her head pressed against Sonia’s smooth mound, and despite herself, she turned into it, tasting her inner folds. “Okay, but we’re having a asian beer first and you’re coming in with us.” “And has it turned you? That was easy with three horny daughters, especially Avalon. He clamped down, pressing his fingertips into her mound and his thumb into her juicy slit. Alice asked me if I drank a lot, and asked how the landlady seemed to know my name.