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“This is lame,” Scarlett huffed as she got out of the car. “I wanted to go trick or treating!”

“Oh c’mon, Scarlett,” Emily said, following her. “This’ll be fun! When was the last time we got invited to a Halloween party?”

“Your sister’s right,” the two girls’ mother said as she climbed out and locked the car. “Besides, there’s no way I’m letting you get chaperoned by that beastly Charlie woman again.” She was dressed in a witch’s costume with dangerously low-cut lacy cups and a long skirt slit to her waist.

“You wanna talk beastly…” Scarlett muttered as she followed her mother into the building. They’d arrived at the dairy processing centre for a small company party. Katherine had insisted that they all go, despite Scarlett’s protests. When she heard that Peach was coming too, her opposition to the idea had shifted to mild reluctance. It was an opportunity to dress slutty and outlandish, but she’d still make a show of complaining. Emily was all for it, however. She hardly got to go anywhere social. She’d made her own costume AND their mother’s.

“None of that, Scarlett,” Katherine scolded as they passed through the halls. “We’re here to be polite.”

The room was festooned with ribbons in orange and black. A table with champagne and canapes was laid out and music played over the sound system. Nurses and staff milled about in costume, chatting in pairs and groups. Jaime was seated between a couple of interns and wearing a pair of angel wings and halo. Charlie was by the punch bowl wearing a brief Policewoman costume, giggling at a joke one of the nurses told. They saw Meryl wearing a white superhero costume with a red off-the-shoulder cape. She waved at Katherine.

“Okay, you two,” Katherine said as she waved back. “Be good, okay?” She went to join Meryl, leaving her daughters alone.

Scarlett and Emily shared a look as they approached the snack table.

“Hiya, Officer Charlie,” Emily said with a smile as she picked up a few apples and some hors d’oeuvres. Charlie’s response was a gasp as Scarlett’s hand smacked against her bottom, squeezing the succulent flesh.

“I thought I smelled bacon,” Scarlett chuckled.

“Uh, heh heh,” Charlie hissed through her teeth, her face reddening. “Aren’t you girls charming. Why don’t you run along and find Peach?”

“Sure,” Scarlett grinned. The sisters threaded through the crowd and were grabbed by the arms. “Hey!”

The pair were confronted with a slender beauty in pink hair and tight cutoff shorts. “Thank god you guys made it! You look great, by the way.” Peach looked extremely glad to see Emily and Scarlett. “We gotta get out of here,” Peach begged. “This party is worse than a dentist appointment!”

Scarlett nodded. “I know! And Charlie’s got a serious hateboner for us, I think.”

“Excuse me, girls,” Charlie approached them. “I couldn’t help but overhear your predicament. That’s why I prepared a room for you three to play in, in case you didn’t find this party to your liking.”

Scarlett and Peach looked quizzical and suspicious, but Emily smiled graciously. “Wow, thanks!”

“Yeah, thanks,” Scarlett added flatly. “This some kind of trick?”

“No trick, only treat,” Charlie grinned and led them to an adjoining room. In the centre was a flustered-looking purple-haired woman cuffed to the ceiling. The woman’s huge breasts bounced and wobbled enticingly with every shift of her body and a thick erection bobbed between her thick thighs. A condom was stretched tight around the swaying organ, its reservoir tip tantalizingly empty. “Girls, meet Sasha. She’ll be your entertainment for the evening.”

“Cute,” Emily said. “What are we playing?”

“I know!” Peach said. “Let’s play pin-the tail-on-the-donkey! Or, uh, cow.”

“Sounds good,” Scarlett said. “Emily, help me set her up.” She got a nice, thick butt-plug with a cow-tail attached and dipped it in lube, then snapped a ballgag over Sasha’s mouth so she couldn’t cry out. “Perfect!”

“Looks like you’re going to enjoy yourselves,” Charlie grinned and stepped out. “I’ll leave you to it.”

Scarlett went first, putting the blindfold on and spinning around. She set off in the wrong direction and nearly knocked over the supply cart. Emily and Peach giggled like mad at the sight.

Peach was next, and he got close, but mistook Sasha’s heaving breasts for the cleavage of her ass, plunging the plug triumphantly between the soft, pillowy mounds. Sasha moaned around the gag, her tits leaking trickles of milk from being agitated so roughly. “Awwww,” Peach sighed as he saw the tail dangling between her fat udders.

Finally, it was Emily’s turn. She was blindfolded and spun, and began trekking around the room with the plug held out like a sword. Peach and Scarlett held their breath as Emily’s path brought her closer and closer to Sasha’s wriggling, fleshy rear. Sasha grunted in distress. The dripping plug found purchase, sliding between Sasha’s cheeks, and the cow let out a squeal.

“I think I got it,” Emily said. She pushed harder, and the plug squeezed against Sasha’s hole, forcing it open. “It won’t go any further, though.”

“Push it in and out!” Peach called. “That’ll loosen her up!”

Emily obliged, plunging the thick, ribbed rod back and forth, the lube squelching as it slid in and out of Sasha’s hole. Both of them grunted at the action; Emily from the effort needed to bury the plug and Sasha from the sensation of the invader sawing against her prostate. Finally it slid all the way to the stopper and Sasha groaned as the sensation pushed her over the edge. She whimpered and her cock twitched orgasmically, pumping and spasming as it spurted a thick, creamy torrent into the condom. The tip bulged and sagged from the sheer weight of the heavy, sloshing liquid. “We have a winner!” Scarlett laughed. “What do we do next?”

Emily’s eyes fell on the plateful of snacks she’d carried. “Too bad we don’t have a bucket or we could play bobbing for apples…”

“Who needs a bucket when you’ve got a slut?” Scarlett said. She unlocked the line holding Sasha’s bound hands from the ceiling and pulled the sweaty, panting, purple-haired cow to a seat, attaching the line to the latch on the back. She pulled the ballgag from Sasha’s drooling mouth.

“Oooh, please let me go,” Sasha begged, her cock still throbbing and erect.

“Shush,” Scarlett said. “Now be a good cow and hold your legs together, Sasha.” She peeled the condom up and dumped the softball-sized glob of semen into Sasha’s lap. Scarlett grabbed one of Sasha’s tits and squeezed it, forcing a stream of milk to squirt out into the creamy pool formed by Sasha’s squeezed thighs. “C’mon, Peach, gimme a hand with this.”

The two of them both fondled and mauled Sasha’s heavy teats, milking her forcefully. She gasped and moaned at the rough handling, quivering with unquenched arousal. Her cock stood tall in the centre of the milky mixture, like an absurd fleshy island in a foamy white sea.

Meanwhile, back at the party, Charlie felt a buzzing in her pocket and pulled her smartphone out. She saw an icon blinking an alert. The blonde went to a quiet corner and tapped into the security feed. Her lips curled into a smirk as she saw the action taking place. “Well, well…”

Emily plucked up an apple in her teeth, its shiny surface dripping with cream. Peach tickled Sasha’s cock as he licked an apple clean.

“Does this game even have a winner?” he asked as Scarlett squeezed Sasha’s tit one last time, sending a stream of milk splashing into the mixture. Sasha moaned and whimpered, her nipples dribbling and her cock throbbing. Sweat trickled down her curves, and her face was slack with unfufilled need.

Emily shrugged and bit into the apple, relishing the tart flavour of the fruit mixed with the sweet and nutty taste of Sasha’s fluids.

“Hey, why don’t we try spin-the-bottle next?” Peach suggested.

Emily finished off her apple. “With each other?”

“Nah, we got a cow for that!” Scarlett snapped a collar onto Sasha’s neck and attached a leash. The three of them sat in a circle and spun an empty test tube around. It pointed at Peach.

“All right!” Peach said. “C’mon, Sasha. I got something for you to kiss.” He’d enjoyed watching Emily ream her with the butt-plug, and his erection was throbbing with need. He pulled Sasha to her knees with the leash, slapping her in the face with his cock. The cum and milk spilled from her lap, splattering on the floor. Sasha’s erection held fast, standing stiffly out between her legs and dripping with cream.

“You… can’t do this…” she grunted, her eyes pleading. Peach grinned at her.

“Come on, put that mouth to use!” he ordered, holding her nose until she opened her mouth. He slid his cock between her lips, and she started to suck the delicious organ on instinct. “Oooooh wow, I think she’s been trained for this!”

Peach groaned as Sasha slurped and licked his length. He wasn’t just horny from the naughty game they were playing. There was something in the milk, he was sure of it. That didn’t matter though, his only concern was focused between his legs, engulfing his throbbing dick in a warm, wet hole. He could feel his balls already clenching!

Scarlett and Emily watched shamelessly as Peach grabbed Sasha by the head and shoved himself balls deep into her, crushing her nose against his smooth pubic area. His cock swelled in her mouth and began to cum.The cow’s eyes widened as her mouth was filled with his thick cream, spurting pulses of semen until her cheeks bulged. Peach pushed her off and wiped his forehead a look of contented bliss on his face. “Oh man…”

They spun the bottle again and it pointed at Emily.

“I dare you to snowball the cow,” Scarlett grinned.

“Double dog dare!” Peach added. Emily turned red.

“You guys are jerks,” she said, standing up. She pulled Sasha into an embrace and pressed her lips against the cow’s cum-smeared mouth. Sasha moaned as she gave in to the kiss, opening her lips as Emily’s tongue probed inside. There was still enough of the slippery liquid mass of semen in Sasha’s mouth to share. Emily lapped at the gooey cream, sampling Peach’s taste. Her face grew hot as she realized her sister and friend were watching with anticipation, and what was more, she was already hard from the utterly lewd situation.

She pulled free with a grunt, dragging sticky strings of white slime away from Sasha’s lips. “Okay, that was pretty gross.”

“Pretty hot, too,” Scarlett grinned. She spun the tube, but this time it pointed at herself! “All right!”

Scarlett hiked up her skirt and tugged her panties down, turning away from Sasha and bending over. She slapped her ass and pried her butt open, exposing her dark, puckered asshole. “Time to get kissing, cow!”

“N-no, I can’t!” Sasha whimpered.

“I said get in there,” Scarlett ordered. She grabbed Sasha by the collar and pulled her in, forcing the cow’s nose and lips into the crease of her ass. Reluctantly, Sasha began to nuzzle and lick Scarlett’s hole, prodding it timidly with her tongue. She dug into the tight fleshy ring harder and harder, lubing it with saliva and smearing it with cum. Scarlett moaned as Sasha’s efforts turned her on, her cock standing at attention between her legs.

Charlie watched with interest at the show, transfixed by the tiny screen. “Hmmm, time to change the rules, I think,” she said. The girls were savagely tormenting Sasha, but the poor cow needed a release of her own. Charlie tapped a code into the security app.

“Oooh baby,” Scarlett groaned as she basked in the delight of Sasha’s tongue slithering into her rosebud. The girls heard a hum and a click, and suddenly Sasha’s restraints were open! Scarlett was so surprised that the collar snapped open that she fell forward on her hands and knees. The cow, too horny to think straight, saw Scarlett’s ass, as firm and ripe as a fresh fruit and dripping with juice, and immediately grabbed her by the hips, pressing her hard erection in.

Scarlett yelped as Sasha grasped her, and sucked in a gasp as the cow’s cock squeezed against the tight, slippery ring of her anus. She struggled to get free but Sasha’s grip was implacable. The purple-haired cow thrust her hips, forcing her plum-sized cockhead into Scarlett’s slick, ready hole. “G-god! She’s fucking me!”

“You’re so tight,” Sasha moaned. “I can’t help it!”

Peach and Emily watched in amazement as Sasha’s dick slid into Scarlett like a sword into its sheath. “We… we should help,” Emily said in a daze. Peach nodded. Both of them felt light-headed, feeling high and horny from the cocktail of milk, sperm and pheromones. Peach tried to pull Sasha’s hips away, but it was no use. Emily grabbed Scarlett but her sister wasn’t going anywhere. A thrust from Sasha, and suddenly Scarlett’s face was in Emily’s crotch. Emily went to push Scarlett away but held her head where it was instead, finding the sensation of her sister’s face grinding against her junk to be very pleasurable.

“Nnnf! Emily, stop!” Scarlett grunted. “Get the cow off me!” Emily wasn’t listening. She was enjoying her sister’s face too much! She looked up into Sasha’s lust-hazed face and leaned forward, parting her lips. Sasha did likewise and their mouths met for a second time, kissing hard and fierce, sucking each other’s tongue and lips.

Scarlett was mortified. She was pinned down and fucked by a cow! She could feel drops of milk raining down on her back. What’s more, her sister was grinding her crotch into Scarlett’s face. The brunette couldn’t escape, her face buried in in the sweaty lycra that separated her mouth and nose from Emily’s all-too-apparent erection. Sasha’s cock was like a battering ram, pummeling its way into her ass, its girth and length like nothing she’d experienced. She could feel every texture, every vein, every ridge as it jerked forward, sawing against her prostate. Scarlett’s own cock was maddeningly stiff, wobbling and dribbling precum. Anal orgasms were something she’d always tried to achieve, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to get one like this, on her hands and knees, being fuck-plowed by a horny, desperate cow and with her sister’s cock in her face.

Peach was equally entranced by Sasha’s ass. Although he’d cum already, he was still hard, and the plug that Emily had thrust in the cow’s hole was still slick with lube. He licked his lips and tugged it free. Sasha gasped into Emily’s mouth as her ass was suddenly empty. Peach quickly filled that void, lining his cock up to her hot, slick hole and sliding in without effort. He hissed and groaned as he thrust in, the slippery hole so delightfully receptive. Sasha’s ass was gloriously full and soft, his hands sinking into the flesh as he grabbed it.

Sasha whimpered as she tried to keep up. She hardly ever got fucked while she was doing fucking of her own. It was usually a nurse milking her prostate while she blasted sperm samples into a condom. This was so much better! She couldn’t hold on much longer though.

The door opened and Charlie slipped in unnoticed. She smiled as she watched the four of them lost in their own pleasure (and pain) and held her cellphone’s camera steady, making sure to record every sticky moment.

Emily reluctantly freed herself from Sasha’s insistent lips with a pop. She lifted up one of the cow’s heavy, wobbling udders and clamped her mouth on the trickling teat. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked in a mouthful of the sweet milk. It was almost as delicious as her mother’s. She groaned around the soft fleshy nub. Emily could resist her body’s urges no more. Her cock began to twitch in its silky prison.

Scarlett gasped as she felt sticky warm wetness mush out of the fabric, its smell and texture familiar as it smeared against her face. “Emily, you slut!” she snarled impotently. She couldn’t believe she was getting gangbanged like this! If only the cow’s cock would stop filling her so nicely…

Sasha shuddered as Emily nursed from her tit. The intense stimulation she was getting from all her erogenous zones was too much! Her cock was buried almost all the way in a tight gripping hole, there was a mouth on her nipple, and her ass was getting enthusiastically pounded by a hard little prick! It was just long and thick enough to pleasure her. Her balls tightened and she felt her orgasm build to a crescendo.

For the second time this evening, Peach felt his cock start to cum. The cow’s ass was just too slippery and intense. It was flexing around his length like it was trying to squeeze him dry. He couldn’t help but oblige, burying himself balls-deep inside as he came.

Sasha’s cock exploded in the tight hole wrapped around her, spurting thick torrents of cream into Scarlett’s awaiting body. She let out a loud moan, so blissful that she could release inside a warm hole that she didn’t care who heard her mooing like the cow she was.

Scarlett squealed as the thick invader blasted what felt like an ocean’s worth of sperm into her. She grimaced at the agonizingly pleasurable sensation of having her sensitive inner spots rammed with Sasha’s monster. Her own cock began to jump and throb, squirting a palmful of her own cum against the inside of her skirt.

The three of them grunted, spasmed and writhed together, their mingled bodies thumping wetly against one another as they basked in the warm bliss of release. Cum dripped down shaking legs and into quivering holes as their orgasm subsided.

Charlie waited until they’d finished gasping and wriggling before she spoke up. “Lovely performance, girls,” she said with a grin. “Had fun, did we? And Sasha, you naughty cow. You know you’re not allowed to cum without permission.” Sasha hung her head.

The three friends looked embarrassed, not because they were caught, but because Charlie had clearly suckered them. She slipped her phone into her pocket and stepped out the door. “Well girls, I can see you enjoyed your little treat,” she laughed. “Hope you didn’t mind the trick!”