#ghostfacesmut

He's been living with you and your mother for 2 years and as time went by it got more difficult to contain yourself around him, especially since he openly flirts with you and you swear that one of these days you're going to jump on his cock the second you find a chance.

One particular day your mother left for the weekend on a business trip. You were more than sure that she'd been cheating on Billy with his best friend, Stu Macher. They've worked together for years and it's so obvious that they've got something going on.

To be completely honest, you wouldn't mind having Stu as your next step father. He's just as hot as Billy and you never miss the way that he checks you out whenever you're around him. Gosh, if you could have both of them at the same time you know you'd cum the second they both lay hands on you.

Being alone with Billy for the weekend was going to be difficult. You haven't hooked up with anyone in so long and touching yourself isn't satisfying anymore. The way he shamelessly walks around shirtless with sweatpants that highlight his cock drives you crazy and you don't know how you'll survive around him.

Because of that you were feeling bold. You wanted to risk it all, and you did.

It was a Saturday morning and you wake up ready to take the day off to relax after a long week. After you brushed your teeth and showered, you went to the kitchen in just a thong, a thin cotton crop and knee high socks. You knew Billy would walk in the kitchen any second after hearing the water turn off in the shower and were ready to pounce at any moment.

"Well good morning to you too." The sound of his deep voice instantly sent shivers down your spine.

Billy was standing against the countertop behind you shamelessly looking at your exposed ass and gorgeous legs. His hair was damp from the shower and slicked back. No shirt on. Grey sweatpants. He was out to hunt and you were his easy prey.

Turning around, you smiled innocently at him and pointed at the stove, "You want pancakes? I'm making myself some."

Billy could see right through you and he wasn't playing your games.

At your question he chuckled and walked towards you. His hands instantly found your waist and his eyes captured yours, "I'm hungry for something else," he said and squeezed your flesh slightly, his eyes lingering on your tits before scanning your face.

He was driving you mad. You couldn't help but bite your lower lip to suppress a pathetic moan that threatened to come out of you.

Billy seemed to notice and smirked at your reaction, "I don't think your mother would like knowing you're walking around the house looking like that while I'm here," he said and it was your turn to chuckle at his nonchalant comment.

"I don't think she'd like to see her husband grab me like he is right now but here we are," you answered and he lost it.

Billy ran his hands down and under your ass cheeks before picking you up. He sat you on the counter and positioned himself between your legs. His large hands rested on your thighs and he occasionally squeezed them.

"Don't use that tone with me," he said half serious and you laughed teasingly as his words.

"Why? Is daddy gonna ground me? Hm?" you teased further and Billy grabbed your face with his right hand under your jaw, making you look into his eyes. You smirked at him and that was enough, the man crashed his lips against yours and kissed you hungrily.

You were desperate. Both of you were. Your hands were tangled in his hair and he was holding you impossibly close to his body. He groped your ass as you rocked against him slowly.

He was hard and needy before, but having you like this was going to make him cum right then and there if he wasn't careful.

Billy slid one of his hands from your ass to your hip, down your inner thigh and finally over your core. He felt the wetness through the fabric of your thong and he gasped at you mockingly, "I've barely touched you and you're already soaked," he said and you whined softly. So desperate to feel him inside you. Your body ached for his cock.

The man couldn't contain himself much longer. He was already pulling your panties to the side and playing with your cunt. Rubbing your sensitive bud in circular motions and running his fingers down to your throbbing hole, dipping them just enough to pleasure you but not enough to satisfy the craving. He was torturing you. Torturing himself.

"Mm... Billy please," you moaned and grabbed his big hand, pushing his fingers all the way inside you and whining at the feeling of finally being filled up. It still wasn't enough but fuck did it feel amazing when he started to fuck you with his fingers.

You throbbed around him and he groaned at the feeling.

"Fuck baby, you feel so good... I bet you'll feel better around my dick," he whispered in your ear as you fucked yourself with his fingers.

You grabbed his cock and felt how big he is. Gosh you were so right when you imagined him as you rode your dildo in your room alone at night.

"Mmphh... Please fuck me," you begged and Billy pulled his fingers out of your cunt, sucking on them teasingly and moaning at your taste.

He pulled you towards him by your thighs and you wrapped your arms around his neck instinctively. He held your legs around his middle and carried you to his and your mother's bedroom.

After he released you, you crawled on the bed and positioned yourself on the edge on all fours, giving him a perfect view of your behind. You slowly removed your thong for him and revealed your glistening cunt.

Billy groaned at the sight and pulled his sweatpants down just enough to release his throbbing cock. He wanted to eat you up and taste your whole body but right then he couldn't handle the sight of your waiting hole. He'd been wanting to bury himself inside you for so long, and when he finally did you both moaned at the same time.

He didn't bother to wear protection and you honestly didn't give a fuck at that point. You didn't care if your stepfather knocked you up, as fucked up as it sounds.

"Ahh fuck... Harder Daddy, harder!" You nearly screamed, and to that he complied.

Billy grabbed your hips harshly and pounded you hard enough that you felt his cock all the way up your stomach. He pressed your head against the mattress, your back arched perfectly for him and the sight of your ass cheeks bouncing against him was nearly enough to make him cum inside you, but he was smarter than that of course.

"Getting fucked by your stepfather, who does that?" He shamed you and it made you throb around him. You were nearly going to cum just by hearing his words, it was a chase for release between the two of you.

After a few more thrusts the knot inside you finally broke as his tip brushed against your gspot. You came around him and screamed at the feeling of the intense waves that were coursing through your body. You had one, two, three mini orgasms after the big O and fuck you needed more.

Billy nearly bust his load inside your sweet pussy, but he managed to pull out and cum all over your back. He took a mental picture at how good your body looked covered in his seed.

"I'll clean up the mess for you," he whispered teasingly before giving you a lingering kiss.

As he walked into the bathroom you heard the front door open. Your mom and Stus voice echoed in the living room.

Fuck.

"I'll take care of it..."

•

I know I know, we hate cliffhangers but I love teasing y'all :p ;)

She offered you tea and snacks, and you chatted for a bit, then she showed you to your room. She never mentioned the Prescotts.

When she gestured to Sidney’s bedroom door, your heart skipped a beat. You had hoped, but didn’t want to ask for it over the phone. You entered the room, and she turned on the light. 

Your hostess must have seen it in your face. 

“Oh, is this okay?” she asked, concerned. 

“Yes,” you nodded. “Yes, it’s perfect.” 

-

As soon as you were alone, you turned off the lights, shut the door, took off your shoes, and laid down on the bed, on top of the covers. You thought about how Sidney lived there. Billy visited there. It was exhilarating just being between those walls. 

When you went to shower, your heart raced as you checked behind the curtain. As usual, there was nothing. Nothing but energy. You brushed off your nerves as excitement, but there was a physical element you didn’t expect. The air felt heavy. Not stale, but thick, as if you were pushing through an invisible field as you moved. 

In the shower, that feeling was overtaken by a buzz in your body. It felt you were vibrating with life. You used a shower cap, and the soap smelled like honey-almond. You thought about Billy, and warmth rushed to your loins. You’d thought about him so many times. You imagined him retreating to this very bathroom with blue balls and frantically jerking off. You imagined him looking in the mirror as he did it. You pictured the dark look on his face with all his terrible thoughts and urges simmering in the back of his mind as he stroked his cock. You thought about him coming into the toilet bowl, which made your chest erupt in goosebumps. You turned off the water and squeezed your thighs together as you let the water roll off you. 

After taking off the shower cap and air drying for a minute, you toweled off, applied lotion, and put on a robe to go back to your room.  

-

In your bedroom, you turned on a bedside lamp. You put on your white floral nightgown and frilly white socks. You slowly went around the room looking at everything. You weren’t sure anything was original, but the pastel floral bedspread had a nineties vibe. You looked in a mirror on the wall and felt like you were looking at someone else. Your fingers came to your face, and your cheek was hot to the touch. Your arms were, too, and your chest. The air was thick again, and it felt like you were moving in slow motion. You went to the window and pulled back the lace, cream curtains to have a look outside. It was hard to see with the glare, so you slid the bottom window pane up, then locked it in place. The breeze that swept in felt like heaven. There wasn’t much to see. You closed the curtains but left the window open. 

You turned off the lamp as you got in bed. As you laid there in the slight moonlight, your body was throbbing with energy, but you were sleepy from your travels. The faint chirping of crickets lulled you to sleep without much difficulty.

-

A chill fell over the room in the middle of the night, stirring you half-awake.  You felt exposed, but couldn’t reach the covers to pull them back up. Then you felt a weight descend on your hips. You opened your eyes to the looming silhouette of a man straddling you. Your heart jumped and you drew in a mouthful of air to scream, only for a large, cool hand to clamp down over your mouth. The man lowered his torso over yours and brought his mouth to your ear to warn, “Be quiet for me, babe.” 

You struggled and whined into his palm. He brought his other forearm to your chest to hold you down roughly. “ Quiet ,” he demanded through gritted teeth. You nodded in compliance. 

As your eyes adjusted, more details came into focus. His hair was messy and he had scruff. His shoulders were built. His biceps swelled out from his short sleeves. There was some dark, abstract design all over the front of his white t-shirt, which stretched over his strong pecs and the hint of a soft belly. He was in boxers. He was probably in his 40s. 

He kneed your bare legs apart and you felt the cool air on your bare cunt as your eyes filled with tears. He smiled with one side of his mouth and it hit you like a freight train – Billy Loomis. He was too old, too built to be Billy, but his smile, and the glint in his eyes left no doubt in your mind. Your eyes widened, and your face softened. He braced his hands on either side of you and laid his hips into yours. What you felt against your front was warm, hard, and massive. You moaned into his hand, and a look of satisfaction spread across his face. 

“Gonna be quiet for me?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. 

You were already dripping wet. You nodded. 

“Good.” He slowly pulled his hand away from your mouth. 

“Billy?” you whispered. Then he whispered your name back with a slow thrust against you that made you close your eyes and bite your lip in pleasure. 

His pelvis lifted away, and through the cotton of his boxers, you could feel his heavy balls graze your leg as he moved to straddle a thigh. He was making room to wedge a hand between your legs. “ Mmm ,” he growled at first contact. He slowly rubbed you with three flattened fingers, just enough to gather your arousal and bring it to his lips. Your face heated up at the sight of blood on his fingers. He sucked his index finger and inhaled sharply through his nose. Then he sucked his other fingers clean and got back between your legs. He casually pulled his boxers down below his balls and ass, and his stiff cock bobbed heavily, hypnotizing you before he held his shaft in his hand with his thumb at the tip. 

“You're one of those sickos ,” he taunted. “ into psychos like me .” He shook his head in mock disapproval. You didn't bother denying it. “That's okay, baby .”

He scrunched up your nightgown, hiked up your thigh, then lined himself up at your wet little hole. As soon as the tip hit your wetness, your walls were clenching, begging for it. 

Holding your thigh and bracing a hand by your hip, he plunged his length into you, and his lips drew together with effort as his girth divided your insides. With a punch of his hips, he bottomed out and audibly released his breath. The stretch burned, but quickly faded. He paused and stared down at you, his chest and stomach expanding in rhythm with heavy breaths. 

He released your thigh and you  wrapped your legs around him. He withdrew a few inches, then shoved in again. He lowered himself so his tummy touched your middle as he began to pound you. He grunted and sighed quietly and and an orgasm brewed in your lower belly. 

After a minute, he lowered more of his weight onto you, planting his forearms on your pillow on either side of your head. A salty drop of sweat fell in your mouth. His shirt was wet, and it seeped through to your gown. Your nipples sharpened under the damp fabric.  He was giving it to you hard, and picking up the pace. The bed shook as he buried his length in you. He was bigger than you imagined. His whole body - bigger than any pictures you'd ever seen. Solid and strong. He felt realer than anyone you’d ever been with or even kissed. 

Without easing up the power of his thrusts, he slowed down a bit and widened the stance of his arms to lower his forehead to the pillow. His scruff brushed your cheek. He stroked your other cheek with his thumb. After a few seconds, you moaned and he raised his head to meet your eyes.  “Yeah,” he breathed, “I know what you want, baby.”

His cum, you wanted his cum.

You moaned as he hit the right spot and your lower torso tensed with the pressure of your building climax. He covered your mouth again, and his palm was warmer by then. You lowered your left left foot and watched his pale ass flex above the waistband of his boxers as he fucked you. 

“Yeah,” he breathed, and that sent you over the edge. The pressure burst, and pleasure flooded your system with each wave of your peak. You whimpered into his hand. 

“Fuck ,” he panted, fucking you through it as you clenched around him. He plunged to the hilt and erupted with a sigh. His moan was quiet but deep and drawn out, painting your insides with warm bursts. He backed up, then bottomed out again. And as you finished milking his cock, he brought his lips to yours. His lips felt full and soft. The kiss was smooth but aggressive, his tongue breaching your lips right away. He moaned into your mouth, releasing the last of his load. When he was empty, he broke the kiss with a sigh, then pulled out. 

You tingled head to toe as your body brought itself back together again. He gently gripped your jaw and read your eyes. “Later, babe ” He gave you another kiss, closed mouth, before sitting back and pulling on his boxers. You laid in stunned silence as he exited through the window. You dipped a finger between your legs to check for your period, but you didn't find anything but cum. 

You put on a robe and used your phone's flashlight to get to the bathroom, your body still buzzing everywhere.  You looked in the mirror and almost dropped your phone when you saw your nightgown was smeared with dark blood.

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You made brief eye contact with the man and didn’t make much of it until he walked over to the kitchen counter to grab a red solo cup.

“Aren’t you too young to be drinking?” he asked you jokingly, but you could tell it was more than a casual comment.

“I’m legal if that’s what you’re asking” you answered, sassy as ever.

Stu found your little attitude amusing and held the conversation a bit longer than intended.

“You’re a feisty one, huh?” he countered and chuckled.

You couldn’t help but smirk. The dimple that his smile revealed, his natural flirtiness and his goddamn height was a mixture that excited and peaked your interest.

“And that seems to interest you” you continued and he leaned against the counter.

“You caught me there” Stu said and took a swing of his beer.

“Aren’t you supposed to be outside with your work buddies?” you asked before taking a sip of your wine. The cool and tart taste soothed your body.

“To be honest with you, I’d rather be at my house but y’know, gotta pretend that I like these people to keep a good appearance at work” he answered and you nodded.

“Cheers to that” you said and clicked your glass with his beer bottle.

“You wanna get out of here?” Stu asked jokingly and hell, you would’ve said yes in a heartbeat if he was dead serious about it.

“Why would I leave with a stranger?” you flirted and he smiled wide, those goddamn dimples on full display again.

“It’s Stu. Stu Macher” he said and looked out to the backyard as someone calling him.

“See you around, Stu” you closed the conversation and walked past him towards your room.

The man stared as you walked all the way to the hallway, raking his eyes all over your body. He would’ve taken you right then and there had it been another situation, and you sure as hell would’ve given in without hesitating. You even had a wet dream that same night about him fucking you on top of that kitchen counter…

As you arranged the bottles of liquor on that same counter, you remembered that moment and bit your lip at the memory. You even got wet at the thought and it enhanced as you felt Billy wrap his strong arms around your middle.

“I better not catch you drinking any of that tonight” he whispered in your ear and you pressed your ass against his crotch.

“Why? Am I getting in trouble if I do, Daddy?” you asked innocently and the man hissed.

“You’re getting fucked tonight if you keep teasing me like this” Billy replied while squeezing your waist.

“Can’t wait” you said and pushed your back against his chest, enough to move him and give you space to escape his grasp and walk to the backyard.

•

It was 11pm and everyone was tipsy enough to talk freely and be loud. You would be cooped up in your room having a solo smoking sesh if you didn't have entertainment. Two men to play around with. Billy and Stu, to be exact.

You decided to wear something provocative enough to get both of their attention throughout the night. A silk, olive green dress with thin straps and lower back cut.

You decided to go braless as well, your buds visible in an almost classy way. Underwear was out of the question too, easy access was your fun little secret. Even if you didn't get your way with any of the men of interest, at least you could fuck yourself with your favorite toy without the hassle of taking your clothes off.

Outside, you were leaning against the rail of the porch, just enough for your dress to hike up below your ass cheeks. A glass of wine in one hand and a vape in the other. You had a nice buzz coursing through your body and the cool air felt like a wave washing over you.

“Mind if I join?”

Behind you Stu was standing closer than expected. His button shirt had the sleeves rolled up and you couldn't help but look at his strong arms.

“Not at all” you answered, voice soft and inviting.

The man smirked and stood next to you; “Nicotine?” he asked, pointing at your vape.

You chuckled and shook your head no, “Weed. Want a hit?” you offered, which you rarely did but this was a special occasion.

“Sure,” he answered and took a hit from the device, releasing the smoke slowly.

You bit your lip at the sight, it looked hotter than it should've and you were already starting to grow wet between your legs. His proximity was enough to do so, but that sight really did it for you.

Little did you know, Billy was observing you from inside the house pretending to be involved in a conversation between 3 people. You caught his eyes and thought it would be fun to get him a little jealous and rile him up a bit.

As you made small talk with Stu, you got touchy with him on purpose as well as purposely bubbly and flirty, giggling and laughing loud enough for Billy to hear.

“You have the cutest laugh” Stu pointed out and you blushed, covering your mouth while you gasped, hitting his arm playfully.

“Having a good time?” Billy approached Stu and placed his hand on his friend's shoulder, squeezing tightly.

Stu glared at him subtly before catching your stare. Both men were scanning your body, looking from head to toe shamelessly.

“A great time now that you joined us,” you said boldly and he chuckled.

Stu took note of your flirtiness, confirming what Billy shared about you two earlier that night…

“Wait, on your wife's bed?” Stu asked, laughing. Definitely interested in the whole situation.

“Yeah, that little cunt is to die for. Nearly ended up knocking them up.” Billy continued, a smirk plastered on his face.

“Damn, I'd do anything to get a piece of that.” Stu said while staring at you from a distance. Billy enjoyed the view as well and he definitely had to fuck you that night or else he'd go insane.

“We could tag team for sure. A little more alcohol and weed will do the trick.” Billy confirmed and the men were both set on fucking your brains out…

Which is exactly what happened.

You don't know how you ended up in your room with your stepfather and his best friend, but there you were, on your bed straddling Billy's lap, making out furiously while he groped your ass.

Stu was sitting on your office chair enjoying the view of your now hiked up dress. Booty on full display for him.

You moaned into Billy's mouth as you started to grind against his clothes cock, desperate to have him inside you.

“Fuck, you look so good for us.” Stu said while unbuttoning his jeans, his hard cock finally being released from being trapped in his pants. Of course he didn't wear underwear.

You shook your ass to tease him and Billy spanked you. A warning from his part.

“You save that little attitude for me” he said and you smirked, loving how possessive your stepdad behaved with you.

“I was just playing around, Daddy” you teased further and he pushed you off his lap, pinning you against the bed, his large hand reaching between your legs.

Billy used his middle and ring finger to rub your clit in circular motions. Ring finger decorated with its rightful marriage ring, of course. A sinful display.

He collected your slick from your entrance, dipping his fingers just enough before sliding them back up to your clit.

You were sensitive at the start of the night, but after the alcohol, weed, the teasing… fuck, you could cum just by Billy rubbing your most sensitive spot between your legs. He was borderline torturing you with his slow, methodical movements between your legs.

You ended up grinding against his fingers, trying to feel them deeper inside you but the man wasn't going to please you. No. He needed you to be desperate for him, and that you were.

Finally breaking, you grabbed Billy's hand and pushed his fingers inside you. The long, pathetic, whiny moan you released made both Billy and Stus cocks twitch. Your cute noises affected them the same way and that did it for the man above you. He turned you around and unbuckled his belt quickly, followed by the zipper. He didn't bother to lower his pants much and released his cock enough to bury himself inside your cunt. You were soaked and the stretch felt incredibly good, especially when he bottomed out.

Thank Gods he positioned you on all fours because Stu was right in front of you. He was pumping his cock at the same speed Billy thrust inside you. He imagined how good your cunt must feel around his 8 incher, and you shared the same thought.

“You're such a slut” Billy grunted and pushed your head against the mattress, “Fucking your stepfather again and letting his friend join?” he continued and this time he pulled your hair back, your head facing forward to meet Stus gaze once again, “Pathetic” Billy finished and you bit your lip before sticking your tongue out for Stu. You needed to feel him inside you too and the man understood your message clearly. He walked towards you, cock in hand and rested the tip on your tongue. You purposely drooled and felt him harden further at the sight. You knew exactly what you were doing and he did too.

In a second Stu slid his cock inside your mouth and thrust in unison with Billy. You were stuffed and it felt incredible from both ends. Your eyes rolled back on their own as you felt your orgasm building. You needed to cum and that night you sure as hell didn't want Billy to pull out, so you made sure you squeezed him good when you came.

Reaching under your pillow, you pulled out the vibrator you were using the night prior and placed it on your clit, hitting the perfect spot and combining both pleasure points. The way you squeezed Billy's cock while you were reaching your high made it impossible for him to hold back.

“Fuck baby, keep that up and I'll fill you up real good,” Billy moaned and you whined around Stus cock. The vibration of your voice nearly pushing him over the edge.

After a few more minutes you came around your stepfather's cock, moaning around Stus cock again as he came inside your mouth. You swallowed as much as you could, the rest dripping all over your bed.

Finally, Billy came and he didn't care about pulling out, much to your liking. He thrust hard enough for the skin on skin contact to echo around the room as he filled you up with his seed, both of you moaning and groaning non stop.

When he pulled out his cum dripped out of your cunt and he spread your thighs to get a good look, chuckling at the sight

•

“You're leaving?” You asked Stu, pouting.

“My wife is waiting for me, don't wanna get home too late.” He said while buckling his belt.

When the man looked up, Billy was crawling between your legs ready to clean his mess with his skilled tongue. Stu chuckled while fixing his hair with his large hands.

“Don't have too much fun without me” he said.

“Get out” Billy said, half serious, half playful before licking a stripe along your slit.

You arrived with a few friends, all wearing last minute costumes. The guys wore cheap masks that scared little kids easily, and the girls their sluttiest attire with headbands and a lot of makeup. You decided to dress up as ghostface. Your outfit a short, long sleeve black dress, paired with a corset, gloves, some tights and combat boots. Simple yet effective was your motto.

Your friends had left with their partners to the corn maze and you, the lone wolf, decided to hang out at the cantina and try the main attraction. The beer.

Being alone wasn’t something you minded, most times you preferred it since your social battery didn’t exactly last long. Unless you were interested in the person enough, that’s why you ended up talking to Billy Loomis. 

He was in his 50s, broad shoulders and toned biceps were straining against his blue button up shirt. His skin was tan and you couldn’t help but notice how big his hands were as he held the beer bottle that received the touch of his soft looking lips before he took a sip. Oh how you wished it was your lips instead of that goddamn bottle. 

“Ghostface, huh?” the man said as he ran his fingers over the mask. He was looking at it as if it reminded him of some distant memory. You looked at his toned arms shamelessly until your eyes met his. Smirking, you replied, “Yeah, Stab is definitely a favorite.”

Billy chuckled and raked his eyes over your figure, “Didn’t think someone as young as you would know about those movies,” he replied and took a swing of his beer.

You scoffed and smirked, faking offense, “For your information, I’m 25, old man,” you replied and immediately regretted. Cringe.

Billy laughed and nodded his head in agreement, “Okay sweetheart, okay, I’ll accept that one.”

Sweetheart.

“And what are you supposed to be?” you asked, a sassy tone coating your voice. You admired his button up shirt again, which barely covered his chest with how low he decided to button it. Billy picked up his mask and placed it next to yours. 

Jason.

“Ah, a classic,” you said and took a sip of your cold beer. 

“Mm, I’m sure you’d know,” Billy teased and shook his empty beer bottle, “You want another one? My treat,” he offered and you thought about it for a second. – “Sure.”

•

A few more beers later and you were tipsy, standing between Billy’s thighs. His hands rested on your hips while you talked about your favorite horror movies. The way Billy was charming you was so smooth. His touch felt electric as he ran his fingers up and down the sides of your thighs with his large hands. The pads of his fingers made you throb and you were nearly soaking through your stockings.

“Seriously? The Grudge freaks you out?” Billy asked, judgement and playfulness evident in his voice. 

You were giggling, hands wrapped around his neck as you spoke, “Yes! C’mon! The girl is creepy as fuck!” 

The man in front of you laughed at your reaction and pulled you closer between his legs, his crotch touching your center, “I’d keep you safe,” Billy said. Bold, without hesitating.

You bit your lower lip and chuckled, “I bet you would,” you replied, and fuck, the tension was so thick. So intense that you couldn’t help but lean in and kiss him. It quickly turned into a makeout session, tongues playing with each other, subtle squeezes, faint moans and groans.

Billy pulled back after a while and ran a hand through his soft locks, picking up both masks, “Wanna go through the maze? Or are you too scared?” he asked as he handed you your ghostface mask. You put it on after he hid his handsome face behind the Jason mask. Then, you grabbed his hand and made your way to the maze.

•

You walked through the trail slowly, enjoying the fresh air and moonlight. It was quiet and just the right amount of dark. 

As you walked, you heard a crunching sound close by. You gasped softly and looked at Billy for any reaction. Nothing.

“Did you hear that?” you asked and Billy looked at you. Confused.

“Hear what?” he asked.

“Footsteps? I don't know, it sounded like crunching between the stocks…” — “Already freaking out and we're not even half way through the trail,” Billy replied and chuckled darkly. 

Yes, you were starting to get scared. You didn't want to show it, but something felt off, but despite that? you continued walking as if nothing had happened. – Big mistake – A few more minutes passed and you saw someone walk across your path. He was wearing a jumpsuit and a white mask.

A Michael Myers mask.

“Please tell me you saw that” — “Yes, I did,” Billy replied and dragged you behind him protectively. 

Yeah, you were spooked.

“Maybe we should go back-” — “No, we're almost done with the trail, c'mon…” Billy said and held your hand, leading you towards — unknown to you — a dead end.

Billy's plan was working perfectly. You were the perfect target for him and his partner, Stu Macher. He was already getting hard from excitement as he led you to Stu, who was waiting right at the end of the trail with his Michael Myers costume.

When you saw that “Michael” was standing right at the end of the trail you tried to stop Billy but he held your hand tighter. 

Fuck. It's a trap.

“Let me go!” You shouted.

Billy pulled you towards him and held you against his front with his large hands and strong arms wrapped around your waist. You struggled, but he was way stronger.

You don't know how “Michael” ended up right in front of you, but there he was. Tall, broad and quiet. 

“Did you bring it?” Billy asked.

“You know I did,” the man in front of you replied and removed his mask. 

Fuck. He was also hot. You can't resist a tall man with perfect salt and pepper locks and beard. 

You're so sick. Why are you enjoying this? It shouldn't be fun… you might get killed for all you knew, but being between those two gorgeous men was doing things to you. 

Maybe you drank too much…

“Well shit, you picked a pretty one, too” the man spoke again while taking a syringe out of his front pocket.

“Stu! We don't have much time. Give it to me,” Billy replied and took the syringe from Stu's large hand. 

“No! Please, I'll do anything!” you shouted again and both men chuckled at your words.

“Oh, we'll make sure of that,” you heard Billy say in your ear before you felt the needle prick your neck. 

“Sleep tight.”

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You woke up in the back of a van with your hands tied behind your back. You moved your arms in an attempt to loosen the restraints. No luck.

The front seats of the vehicle weren’t divided with a panel from the back of the van, allowing the men to keep a close eye on you.

“Awwh look who woke up!” Stu said cheerfully. Billy remained quiet while looking at you through the rearview mirror. You made eye contact with him briefly and he smirked in amusement before stopping the van. You gasped at the feel of the breaks. The halt made you slide across the smooth surface of the van.

Billy and Stu opened the back doors abruptly. They were wearing their Jason and Michael Myers masks, and you jumped in surprise. It looked like you were in a horror movie in the middle of the woods. You couldn’t see the entire surrounding from the inside of the van but there weren’t any houses in sight. No roads. Nobody walked by. Yeah, you were getting killed for sure. That’s not what Billy and Stu had in mind though… Not yet, at least.

You looked so delicious in your slutty costume with your hands tied behind your back. Laying on the back of their van with your legs spread. Your cunt must be nice and tight for them too.

“You tricked me…” You told Billy with slight anger.

“It’s trick or treat, isn’t it?” the man replied and Stu laughed, “And we definitely caught ourselves a little treat,” he said and climbed inside the van, next to you. The man put your ghostface mask on your face and ran his big hand over the smooth plastic, down to your neck, “Relax, we'll treat you well,” he spoke softly while Billy pulled you closer to him, roughly, tearing your stockings to leave a perfect rip between your legs. 

You whimpered and Stu wrapped his hand under your chin, tilting your masked face up to meet his Michael Myers face, “Shh sh sh,” he shushed softly before trailing his hand further down your body, over your sensitive nipples. You shuddered at the feel, the soft touch sent a bolt of pleasure between your legs and Billy saw how you throbbed.

“Oh, she likes that,” he told Stu and pulled your panties to the side. You were soaked. Billy collected some on his fingers, “Look at that Stu, fucking dripping for us,” he said before lifting his Jason mask up briefly to suck his fingers clean.

Stu groaned at the sight while he squeezed your tits and ran his thumbs over your sensitive buds. You were squirming. Everything was so overwhelming, confusing, felt so fucking good and the men were barely touching you.

Billy spread your thighs further and spread your slick all over before inserting 2 fingers inside you. You moaned at the sudden intrusion and the feel of finally having something inside you. 

You throbbed around Billy's fingers. Every thrust felt like heaven. 

Stu trailed his hand even lower and started to rub your clit agonizingly slow. 

Fuck, they wanted to destroy you.

You moaned and whimpered pathetically. The way they were pleasuring you was the best you'd ever felt and that made you feel shame. But, fuck, you needed more.

Your hips moved on their own, chasing your high and trying to speed things up but the men weren't going to do what you wanted. No. They continued playing with your pussy and overstimulating you. They kept you on the edge the whole time and you couldn't keep quiet. Couldn’t keep still. 

“Please!” — “Oh, she's begging?” Stu cooed as Billy inserted another finger inside you. The stretch was so delicious. So fucking intense that you swore you'd explode, but you just couldn't. The pleasure kept building up and you were on the verge of tears.

“Not enough, sweetheart?” Billy said and all you could do was make noises. 

The man removed his fingers from inside you and the emptiness made you complain without even thinking about your reactions. Stu took matters into his own hands and started to finger you while Billy unzipped his pants. The sound did sinful things to your body and the way you squeezed around Stu's fingers made it loud and clear. 

“Damn, she really wants you man,” Stu said while sticking his tongue out at his partner.

Billy let out a breathy laugh and positioned himself between your legs. His cock was big, thick, and ready to fill you up exactly how you needed it.

“I bet she does,” the man said before pushing his whole length inside you. He groaned loudly and ran his fingers through Stu's silver hair, pulling it roughly to steady himself before thrusting roughly inside your snug cunt. Stu moaned at the feel of his partner pulling his soft hair and made quick work at rubbing your clit in steady circles.

“Fuck, you feel better than I thought,” Billy said and wrapped his free hand around your throat, squeezing just enough for it to be incredibly pleasurable.

The way Billy was filling you up was exactly what you needed to finally feel that knot inside your core to unravel. You rolled your eyes back at the intense wave of pleasure that was coursing through your body. 

Fuck, just a bit more… Thrust, squeeze, thrust, squeeze.

“Fuck! Billy I'm gonna cum!” You moaned and arched your back as your cunt spasmed around his cock. You were squeezing him so good that it only took a few more thrusts for him to burst inside you. Thick ropes of cum painted your walls. He was balls deep, breeding you. 

Just when you thought they were done with you, Billy pulled out quickly and Stu turned you around to fuck you from behind. He held onto your bound hands and inserted his huge cock in your abused pussy. Billy's seed made everything nice and slippery for Stu to fuck you smoothly. 

Your hole was dripping, the juices were pooling on the surface between your legs and all you could do was pant like an animal in heat. 

Stu was grunting, fucking you so hard that the contact of your ass and his lower belly echoed around the van. 

“Yeah, just like that,” Billy said. You attempted to look behind to see what he was doing and you couldn't believe what you saw. The man was recording you getting fucked by Stu. He was jerking off, too. 

“Fuck, I'm not gonna last much longer…” Stu moaned. His thrusts were getting uncoordinated. Chasing your high was becoming impossible with how he was moving, but once you felt him twitch inside you, you came and squirted all over the place. 

“Stu… fuck, move, let me finishing inside her again…” Billy said and buried himself inside you again just to fill you up a third time that night.

You were beat. Full of cum and nearly passed out. Unable to move.

Billy untied you and you turned around, vision blurry. Stu gave you a towel and closed the back doors, making sure you were all the way inside the van. 

"You could've moved to another chair but instead decided to stay there and get touched by someone else like a slut." Billy said, losing his temper slowly.

You rolled your eyes and scoffed in disbelief; "I don't know why you're so mad, we're not even dating," you replied and he lifted an eyebrow.

Billy took a deep breath and let out a sarcastic laugh; "YN, you know we're much more than just friends. You know our relationship is the only one that matters to me and all I get is you letting that asshole grope you in class? Hm? How am I supposed to feel, YN?!"

He lost it.

"Shut the fuck up Billy, you don't own me! I can do whatever I want;" you replied and he walked towards you, grabbing your face with his large hand, his eyes darker than usual.

"I do own you," he answered and you laughed sarcastically. Disbelief evident on your face.

That's why you found yourself with your head pushed against the mattress on all fours as Billy pounded you from behind.

He had eaten you out before like it was the only meal he had that day. Billy bit and sucked on your thighs before practically making out with your pussy, alternating between both actions until you came and had two orgasms right after as he over stimulated you.

After that he forcefully turned you around and sunk his thick cock inside you, pinning you down.

Billy pulled your hair occasionally and made you look forward before pushing your head against the pillow once again.

"This is what you get after being a slut this week," he exaggerated, his tone aggressive and assertive. It drove you crazy and you hated that you loved it.

All you could do was grab the pillow and whimper pathetically.

That's until you turned you guys around and rode him. You pulled Billy's hair and scratched his chest which made him groan in pleasure.

He occasionally spanked you and other times grabbed your face harshly, making you look right into his dark eyes which were filled with rage. Jealousy.

Billy thrust up into you and hit the most sensitive spot inside you which made you scream and moan pathetically.

"Shut the fuck up," he said harshly before pushing 2 fingers inside your mouth, reaching your throat which made you gag just a little.

You were in pure bliss as Billy fucked the soul out of you.

After a few more thrusts and humiliating words you came all over his cock followed by him filling you up with his seed.

He held your hips with his large, rough hands and bounced you on his lap. Used you like his personal stroker. The sound of your ass slapping against his thick thighs echoed around the room.

“You squeeze me better than I imagined,” Stu Macher groaned.

You moaned at his words. He was thinking about fucking you. Stu jerked off whenever he saw you changing in your room from his living room window. When you took your shirt off and exposed your mounds, for anyone to see. He liked to imagine it was for him though. That you were being a slut and tempting him just to end up drenching his thick length with your needy cunt.

You laced your fingers through his salt and pepper locks, pulling his head against your chest. Stu ran his fingers up your back as he pressed his face against one of your breasts. 

Your eyes were closed as you concentrated on the feel of your clit rubbing against his belly, and when you fluttered them open you were met with the sight of a man standing at the other end of the room. He was significantly younger than Stu, probably in his 20’s, much like you. His bangs framed his handsome face and his eyes were dark and ominous. You scanned his lean frame and your eyes landed on his prominent bulge. He was enjoying the show. 

“Call me Billy,” a deep voice said inside your head. You gasped in surprise and slight fear. The mixed emotions made your walls contract around Stu and he hissed at the feeling.

It was him. The voice. The stranger standing there. Billy, who started to run his large hand over his clothed cock. Who smirked at you when you bit your bottom lip at the sight of him unbuttoning his jeans and pulling his glistening cock out, stroking it at the same speed as Stu, who pounded you from below.

“I feel good, huh?” Billy whispered in your head. His voice was so dark and so fucking hot that it pulled a moan out of your mouth.

Your attention was captured by Billy, and at that moment yo were riding him, not Stu Macher. Billy’s cock was inside you, stroking every delicious point inside your cunt. You jumped on his lap faster, the squelch of your juices audible. Billy and Stu moaned at the same time. Fuck, you swore Billy was feeling you around him too. Squeezing his throbbing cock, pulling all the way up before sitting all the way down, swallowing every inch.

“Fuck, yes, just like that,” both Billy and Stu said. You thought you were going insane but, fuck, you loved every second of it. 

“Mm, Stu… I’m close,” you moaned softly while grinding against his lower belly, slowly decreasing your movements until his cock was all the way inside you and Stu barely thrusted, hitting just the right spot while you focused the pleasure on your sensitive bud. 

“Mm, baby, keep doing that and I’m gonna cum inside you,” Billy groaned and your moans grew louder.

“Fuck, yes, keep going sweetheart,” Stu moaned against your breast as you squeezed him tighter. His cock, Billy’s cock… grew harder. They were both nice and snug inside you.

“Ah, Billy!” You moaned as you came undone.

Stu chuckled at the mention of Loomis’ name and grabbed your ass tightly, thrusting up into your clenching pussy before spilling his seed inside you. 

You rolled your eyes at the sensation before focusing on Billy’s face. He was cumming too. He was cumming inside you. You knew it. Felt it.

After riding out your orgasm, Stu pulled out and you crawled next to him, laying down with your legs spread. His seed spilled out of you slowly and coated your slit.