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Pan-ic

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Supernatural Sex Story: A pair of virgin twins go to school dance, and are tricked by a supernatural band into changing their lifestyles.

Caution: This Supernatural Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mind Control   Heterosexual   Fiction   Fairy Tale   Magic   Mother   Sister   Father   First   Halloween   .

CAST OF CHARACTERS

Bonnie Walton- 18, 34C-24-34, Redhead, virgin, eldest twin daughter of Fred and Ethel Walton, older sister of Connie Walton

Connie Walton-18, 34C-24-34, Blonde, virgin, younger twin daughter of Fred and Ethel Walton.

Mark Wells- longtime boyfriend of Bonnie Walton.

Robin Goodfellow-Manager of the band at the sock hop. Plays mesmerizing music

Fred/Ethel Walton- parents of Bonnie and Connie


“Bonnie, why did we have to bring Connie with us?”

“I told you, Mark. Mom and dad went to church for a deacons meeting. They don’t want her staying home alone, and I didn’t want to stay home just to keep her company. We’ve been looking forward to this costume sock hop for weeks. Do you really want to miss it?”

“Nah, but having to babysit your kid sister kinda ruins some plans I had for after the hop.”

“Mark, I’ve told you over and over again, I’m not ready for that yet. Maybe I should make sure Connie joins us on every date?”

“Don’t be that way, Bonnie. It’s just that Wilma Flintstone costume you bought shows off those great legs of yours.”

“Well, Fred, you’re not looking too bad in your loincloth. Shows off those biceps that got me so interested at the pool.”

“At least you let me dress as Betty Rubble instead of Pebbles.” came from the back seat.

“If I could have found a third wheel costume, you’d be wearing it.” Mark sniped.

“Asshole”

“Let’s just try to get along. We’ll only be there an hour or 2, then we can leave. Mom and dad will be late, we can make out on the couch til they get home.”

“I like that idea.” he said as he parked the car, and he and the girls got out. After paying admission, they entered the gym. They wandered around, greeting friends and commenting on costumes. There were a couple of Draculas’, Vampirellas’, cowboys and cowgirls, one of the cheerleaders was done up as Marilyn Monroe, a variety of doctors and nurses, one of the football players was Batman, and his girlfriend was a very busty Robin. They finished their HI’s, hellos, and great costumes, and commandeered a table the 3 of them could sit at and watch the festivities.

Mark went to the refreshment stand, and picked up drinks and a bag of popcorn, and returned to the table. He had no sooner seated himself, when there was a pounding of a drum, the strum of a guitar, and a loud note from a flute.

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I’m Robin Goodfellow, and these lovely lasses behind me are the Nymphs. I’d like to welcome you to this festival celebrating All Hallows Eve, a night when Fae and Human, dead, quick, and undead, monsters and others join to honor those that have passed. We’ll try to entertain you this evening with a number of popular tunes, which are just a bit faster than we usually play, but we will introduce a few slower songs, to enable some of you couples to hold each other tightly, and get to know each other better. We’ll start off with a little ABBA.” He and the girls started their version of ‘Gimme Gimme Gimme’.

They played for 45 minutes, then Robin announced they were taking a 15 minute break.

Robin and the Nymphs returned for the next set, and announced they were starting with a slow number, “So grab your partners, and wrap them up in your arms, and move to the sounds of “I Put a Spell on You”, then we’ll enthrall you with ‘Unchained Melody’.”

Mark and Bonnie joined other couples on the dance floor, put his arms around her waist, and pulled her close and started swaying to the music. Robin Goodfellow started playing an odd looking 5 reed flute to back up the Nymphs orchestration. As the song ended, it segued into ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love with You’. Mark slid his hands from Bonnie’s waist down to her ass, taking one cheek in each hand, and massaging them. “Mark, you shouldn’t be doing that, but please, don’t stop,” Bonnie sighed. Mark, taking this as a good sign, hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties, and lowered them to the point gravity took over, and they fell to the floor. Bringing his hands up he resumed massaging them, pulling her tightly against him. Reaching between her legs, he ran a finger up to her cunt, and was amazed at how wet she was. She attacked his lips savagely, her tongue dancing with his, her hands behind his head.

“Mark, we need to sit down, my knees are like rubber.” He led her back to their chairs, but instead of sitting on hers, she waited for him to sit, then straddled him. “Mark, is this bulge I feel an implication you like me?”

“I don’t just like you, Bonnie, I love you. I want to spend my life with you.”

Reaching down to the strap holding the loincloth on, she untied it, then removed it. Dropping it to the floor, she grasped his penis and started stroking it. Reaching behind her neck, he unsnapped the strap holding up her costume, and lowered the top to her waist, exposing her breasts, and turgid nipples. Leaning forward, he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked it gently. Somehow feeling frustrated, Bonnie stood, turned around, and lowered herself onto his lap.

“Put it in me, Mark, make me a woman, YOUR woman.”

He positioned the head of his cock at the entrance of her vaginal canal, and she started working her way down. When he reached her hymen, he stopped, backed off, then pushed again, harder. This thrust pushed him past the fragile piece of skin obstructing the entrance to her vagina and allowed him to enter her completely. Bonnie gave a quick jerk when her hymen was breeched, but she welcomed the sensation of the cock sliding in and out of her. Robin Goodfellow gave the couple a quick look, then signaled the Nymphs, and they switched to ‘Are You Lonely Tonight’ by Johnny Cash, accompanied by Robin on his flute, tho it now had a strange lilt to it. They finished it, and Robin announced “The Nymphs are going to favor us with a ballad from the old country, in their native language. Don’t worry if you don’t understand the words, just listen to the melody”

The voluptuous singers put down their instruments, and formed up in front of the bandleader, and commenced their song, Goodfellow accompanying on his pipes.

About halfway thru the song, Robin made a statement: “Are any of you young unaccompanied virgins lonely, tonight? If you are, come up to the bandstand, and let me make you feel less lonely.”

5 glassy eyed young ladies got up from their seats, and made their way to where the band was. He stopped in front of Connie, looked her over, and commented, “You’re a likely looking little missy. How is it you’re still a virgin? Aren’t there any red-blooded males in this area? Where I grew up, a sweet little thing like you would have 2 children by now.”

“My parents are very strict. They don’t believe I’m old enough to date.”

“Old fashioned ideas. Take off that costume, face your friends, and show all the boys what they are missing.”

Connie reached behind her neck, unsnapped the collar, and let the costume fall to the floor.

“Ladies and gentlemen, let’s give this beautiful young lass a round of applause for being so beautiful, and sexy. These pert young tits, topped by those succulent nipples.” He reached around her, squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples. “How is it I’m the first male to have his hands on them? Lass, turn around, and face me” After she did so, he told her, “You still have a bit of cloth covering your greatest treasure. Bend over. Spread your legs, and slide those panties down. Lads, if you enjoy the view, be sure to let her know.” She hooked her fingers in the waistband, and slowly lowered her panties to a chorus of catcalls, wolf whistles, and applause. Leaving her panties on top of her costume, she stood, and blushingly faced her classmates.

“Now, missy, on your hands and knees, and spread your legs, facing your friends. Give them a big smile. I want you to count to 3, and at 3, your virginity will be a memory. Would you like that?”

She nodded, and started counting, “one, two, thrEEEE!” she screamed as she felt his cock enter her cunt, shred her hymen, and continue plowing her til it finally erupted.

“There ya go, missy. Your virginity is a thing of the past, just as I promised. The gate has been open, you have been filled with the elixir of life, the nectar of the gods. Deny no man entry to your treasure room. Now, share your treasure with those poor wallflowers against yon wall.”

Connie stood, cum and blood trickling down her inner thighs, and made her way to the wall holding up the wallflowers as Rob made his way to the next virgin. She heard a muted scream behind her from the next former virgin before spying 2 of her friends, Ben and Jerry, sitting together, she made a beeline to them.

“Jerry, may I suck your cock?” he nodded. “Ben, can I talk you into fucking me?” Ben moved behind her, dropped his pants, and shoved his cock into her ready cunt.

“Looks like I’m not the only one losing their cherry tonight,” Bonnie murmured.

“She’s even more brazen than you, sweetie. I can’t believe you decided to give me your cherry in the middle of a sock hop, with your tits and pussy in full view of the entire room.”

“I don’t give a damn, Mark. For some reason, I felt it was the time and place. Now, get your hands back on my tits, and keep fucking me.”

“My pleasure, honey,” he continued stroking his cock in and out of her well lubed pussy, and mauling her tits.

Moaning in pleasure, Bonnie looked around for Connie, and saw she was involved with 2 of her other classmates. (“I knew she wanted to lose her virginity, but turning into the school slut is going overboard” she thought.)

Going back to focusing on her own pleasure, she sensed the presence of someone in front of her.

“Well, missy, seems you gave up your treasure before I had a chance to call you. Fear not, I’ll no deny you a drink of the nectar of the gods.”

He grasped the back of her head, and guided it to his crotch. She looked to see where he wanted her to go, and saw the blood and cum covered organ he had used to defile her sister, and 4 other virgins. She tried to move her head, but he was too strong. He kept up the pressure til it was at her mouth. “Open wide, missy, I have a treat for you.” She opened her mouth, and accepted the disgusting organ inside. “Good missy. Now, wrap your lips around it, and use your tongue for what nature intended.”

Bonnie set herself to the task, using lips and tongue to give the man as much pleasure as possible. She reached beneath his cock, and took his balls in hand, kneading and gently squeezing them. Gazing up to his face, she got the impression of a goatee, pronounced cheekbones, and 2 nubs on his forehead, resembling horns. She felt the balls tighten, and took that as a symbol that he was near cumming. Not slowing her oral action, she soon felt him erupting, cumming in such great quantities her only choice was to swallow as it spurted.

“Ah, lassie, I knew when I first saw you, that you were a born cocksucker. Lad, you’ve a diamond in the rough here, she only needs practice and experience to be as good as the best. The Gods themselves will be seeking her to revel in her talents.”

He pulled his organ from her mouth, and as he did, Bonnie saw no sign of the blood or jism that had coated it before.

She turned her head, and saw a nymph leaning over Mark, her nipple between his lips, and he was suckling it like a baby would suckle its mama for nourishment. She saw him swallow several times, which made her wonder if the nymph was lactating. The nymph eventually pulled her nipple from his mouth, gave him a deep kiss, and walked off.

“Cheating on me with your cock buried in my cunt? Am I just another piece of ass to you?”

“No, Bon. She was standing beside me before I noticed, and when I turned my head, she shoved her nipple in my mouth. I just automatically started sucking, much like you did that cock you just sucked.”

“Okay, I’ll accept that we were both taken by surprise. Now, stop playing and fuck me.”

“Gladly. This is the kind of dancing I like most.”

Connie appeared in front of them, and gave a low whistle. “Damn, Bon, it looks like you lost your cherry too. I hope you enjoyed it more than I did.”

“It’s been great. You look like you’ve had some fun too.” Bon responded, looking at the sucker bites on both tits and cum dripping down her inner thighs.

“Yea, Barry got a little carried away while he was fucking me. Do you realize it’s almost 10pm? We need to start moving if we’re going to make it home before curfew.”

“You’re right. Mark, we need to finish this at home.” She disengaged herself, stood, allowing her costume to fall to the floor. Leaning over, she took Mark’s cock in her mouth, and licked off their accumulated secretions. Picking up her costume, she draped it over her arm, and turned to Connie. “Don’t forget your costume, you’ll need something to sit on to keep from staining the back seat.” Connie went to where she had left her lionskin, picked it up, and joined Bonnie and Mark on their way out, both cunts dripping cum. It was obvious they were not the only ones affected. Batman was fucking Vampirella, Robin the ‘boy’ Wonder was nude from the waist up displaying her massive tits, sucking Dracula. The cowgirl was riding one of the doctors, and the nurse was on all fours, the cowboy fucking her while she sucked off the mummy. Nor were the chaperones exempt. M Rood had his cock buried in Miss Roses’ ass, while she was busy licking Marilyn Monroe’s slit.

“Bonnie, you forgot your panties.”

“Didn’t forget them, don’t need them,” she said as she put her arm around his waist. He put his arm around her waist, and cupped her breast. Connie joined them and also put her arm around his waist, so he put his other arm around her, cupping her tit. The girls leaned into him as they left the room, and then the building. When they got to his car, he opened the doors, front and back, for the girls, before walking around and getting in the driver’s seat. Bonnie lay down on the seat, put her head in his lap, and engulfed his cock. Connie, alone in the back, had her fingers busy in her cunt. Bonnie was able to bring him to his third orgasm during the ride home, but he still didn’t lose his erection. She swallowed, then resumed her oral actions.

Upon reaching Bonnie and Connie’s house, he parked the car and pulled her head off his cock.

“We’re home, and I don’t want to spend the night in the car while you suck me. Let’s get inside so I can shove my cock back in your cunt.”

“That’s a great idea.” Bonnie said as she got out of the car, and almost ran to the front door. As soon as they were all inside, Bonnie closed and locked the door, grabbed Marks hand, and started for the stairs.

“Where ya going? I thought we were going to make out on the couch.”

“My bed, silly. It’s bigger and softer than that couch. Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to come upstairs and fuck me.”

Mark didn’t need to be asked twice, and followed close behind her. Connie followed them, and lay beside Bonnie after they removed the quilt and cover.

“Bonnie, would it bother you if Mark fingered my pussy while he fucks you? I’m still horny as hell.”

“As long as it doesn’t interfere with him shoving that big cock into me.”

Connie lay down bedside her sister, and opened her legs to give Mark access. He inserted 2 fingers, and Connie immediately started humping his hand.

Downstairs, Mr. and Mrs. Walton had just returned home, and Fred was curious why Marks’ car was still parked at the curb.

“It’s almost an hour past the girls curfew. Why is Eddie’s car still here?”

“They’re probably on the couch necking, dear. Remember what we were like when we were teenagers?”

“I remember.”

There was no sign of the girls or Mark on the couch, but they could hear people upstairs.

“You go ahead and get ready for bed. I’ll check on the girls and then join you.” John told his wife. She went to their bedroom, and he started up the stairs.

Connie’s room was dark, so he went to Bonnies’ room. Looking in, he saw Mark fucking Bonnie, and the fingers of one hand deep in Connie’s cunt.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY DAUGHTERS!”

“I’m fucking Bonnie and using my hand to bring Connie to another orgasm, Mr. Walton.”

“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, YOU RAPIST.”

“Sir, I didn’t rape either of your daughters, if anything, Bonnie raped me. The bandleader raped Connie.”

“He didn’t rape me, I gave him permission. And if Mark has to leave, I’m leaving with him.”

“Me too, daddy. I didn’t realize what I was missing til I forced his cock into me. I don’t want him to ever leave.”

“Ok, he can stay the night, but tomorrow we’re going to have a serious conversation.” he said before going back downstairs and getting a beer from the fridge.

“Connie, wanna fuck Mark while I get rid of some of he cum he’s pumped into me?”

“Damn straight I do.”

Bonnie pushed Mark off her, swung her legs over the side of the bed, cupped her pussy to keep from leaving a trail, and headed for the bathroom. Connie didn’t wait for Mark to roll onto her, she climbed on him, impaled herself on his cock, and started riding him, ensuring her clit was receiving as much friction as possible. He must have been ready, because he shot a load almost as soon as she hit bottom. Bonnie returned, lay beside the couple fucking, and started playing with herself.

Fred was sitting at the dining table, head in his hands, trying to figure out what he was going to do about his two wanton daughters, when he became aware of a short man with a pipe sitting across from him.

 
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