The Dara Nichols Series 1-8

by Marata Eros

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  CHAPTER 1

  “Just, yeah, tighten it right there,” Dara said, eying Zoe in the mirror. Zoe had her lower lip caught between her teeth as she pressed a finger against the lace stays that ran the length of Dara's costume in the back.

  Dara couldn't believe she'd allowed Zoe talk her into the faculty Halloween costume party. It was an extravagant affair held at the university with the entire staff and their guests included.

  Zoe was her guest. Zoe was also the one who'd suggested the ranch getaway last month. Dara allowed her thoughts to linger over that...it had been a one-of-a-kind sexual encounter.

  She'd definitely revisit that.

  Zoe saw Dara smiling. “Still thinking about the ranch?” Her chocolate-colored eyes met Dara's in the mirror.

  Dara felt the heat rush to her face. But why be embarrassed? Zoe had been given the same treatment.

  “Yes,” Dara replied, glancing down at the skirt that was part of the bar maid ensemble, her jeweled mask clasped loosely in her hand.

  “There.” Zoe straightened, admiring the smallness of Dara's waist, cinched tightly in a corset-style bodice.

  “Ah, breathing would be nice,” Dara said sarcastically.

  “Absolutely not. The illusion of a hand-span waist must be obtained. Otherwise,” she cocked an eyebrow, “you will not look properly voluptuous. Besides, you do have a small waist, Dara.” Zoe said, her own maiden-in-distress outfit so tight she couldn't breathe either.

  “Beauty is pain,” Zoe intoned.

  Dara took in the measure of her outfit again: shimmering taffeta overlay atop a deep emerald skirt and corset, her breasts bursting out of the top and the nipples peeking just below the cloth.

  “Terribly indecent,” Dara said.

  Zoe smiled. “Isn't that the idea?”

  *

  Someone, many someones, Dara corrected herself, had gone to scads of work to pull out all the stops and prepare the auditorium, which had been transformed.

  As it was Halloween, there were small lights in black and orange spread everywhere the eye could see. The black lights cast an eery violet glow inside the large space. There were already over two hundred people mingling on the open gym floor, two large banquet tables filled the center with punch and desserts.

  Zoe and Dara made their way to the table and a pirate appeared at Dara's elbow. “Let me get you some punch.”

  The voice sounded so familiar but the rule of the party was total secrecy, everyone wore a mask or they would not be admitted. With the low lighting and music playing in the background, it was difficult to identify people.

  Zoe shrugged and Dara said, “Why not?” Eying him from head to toe she decided she approved of his outfit. She noticed it pulled against the package in his pants in a most distracting way. As the unknown pirate turned away to get her a cup of punch, Dara looked at his backside and Zoe snapped her fan open with a crack that made Dara jump. Behind its blades she said, “I like him.”

  Dara did too.

  “We need more men,” Zoe said and Dara looked at her. Her expression was lost within the satin folds of the mask.

  “Is this really the place to have encounters? Really, Zoe, the entire world is here.”

  “I think it's the perfect place. Low lights, noise, distractions and masks. Perfect. You'll see. Besides, I may have a couple of surprises up my sleeve.”

  She snapped the fan shut and Dara turned to her with hands on her hips. “You don't have sleeves.”

  “I hope to have less by the end of the night.”

  Dara sighed, Zoe always got them into situations. Some were good, this one might not be. Dara didn't want anymore close calls like she'd had with President Taylor. She'd had to fuck him every way he wanted to buy his silence, then do it again for time off. She was virtually his sexual slave. More and more he was coming by her classroom after hours and pushing her back on the desk, fucking her hard and giving her swats for whatever minor infraction Dara had committed during the week.

  Dara made sure there were infractions. She licked her lips, thinking about how much she liked his brand of discipline.

  “Shouldn't you be serving me?” Pirate asked, eying her costume as he put a hand on the small of her back and led her off to a dim corner, Zoe in tow.

  Dara smiled, this was getting interesting. As she approached there were two more men dressed in costumes, their conversation obscured by the music which blared from the speakers above where they stood.

  She and Zoe came to stand in front of the pair, one a grim reaper, with a mask covered in onyx jewels that glittered in the lavender glow of the black lights, scythe in hand. His companion had a lion's tamer outfit on, a black leather mask showing his eyes as pools of ink, the whites bordering them.

  Dara took a shaky breath, they were pretty intimidating in this corner of the dark. Her eyes kept straying to the scythe. Finally, she could stand it no more and asked, “That's not a real scythe is it?” The shape was all wrong.

  Reaper cupped a hand around his ear and she leaned forward to ask again when his hand snaked out and grabbed her upper arm, jerking her forward and against him. Dara let out a gasp as he leaned forward and said, “It's to spear your pussy. As many times as I want.”

  Dara struggled against him and he licked a wet line against the outer edge of the ear he had just whispered in and she stilled. Zoe got on the other side of her. “These boys are here to make sure we have a good time.”

  Dara relaxed a little. It was one of Zoe's sex schemes. Her eyes flicked to the phallus-shaped scythe. So obviously a cock-shape she couldn't believe she'd missed it at first glance.

  “Feisty. I like that, Zoe,” Reaper said, fingering the pole of the scythe.

  Pirate said, “Let's take this somewhere else.”

  Tamer said, “No. I want to fuck them somewhere in plain sight.”

  Dara looked around. It was a miracle that no one had heard them nearly bellowing at each other. There was no secluded place.

  Tamer leaned down next to her ear, “I hear you need a little taming.”

  Dara's pulse quickened, her breath coming shorter. His hand rose and trailed along the top of her breasts, one finger lifting the edge of the material that rode that thin line between bosom and nipple. She grasped his hand and discreetly pressed it on the cloth of her skirt that covered her pussy. His hand cupped her through the material and moisture pooled where he touched.

  “Cool it, there's people everywhere,” Pirate said, their two drinks in his hands.

  “Let's go under the bleachers,” Zoe suggested, taking a blanket out of her overflowing satchel.

  My, my. Wasn't she prepared, Dara thought.

  Reaper, Tamer and Pirate followed Zoe. On the way Pirate grabbed two glow-in-the-dark sticks. Dara heard the noise begin to fade as she followed Zoe and the men came behind them.

  The bleachers were in a semi-closed position and there was a long portal that was passageway-like, approximately eight feet wide by twenty feet long with only the lowest level illumination leaking between the bleacher “steps.” Creepy lines of violet bled at equal increments, disappearing above Dara's head.

  Pirate chucked one of the light sticks about ten feet away and dropped the other at their feet. Not wasting any time he flung his huge hat aside and crushed Dara's body against the wall, his hands everywhere on her, his tongue probing her mouth skillfully. Dara spread her legs and let him lift her by the back of her thighs while he kissed her.

  “Don't hog the teacher,” Reaper said, the cock-scythe flashing in her peripheral vision. In no time she felt the hard tip of the phallus stroking the inside of her thigh, Pirate leaving a space between their bodies as he popped her tit out of the top of her corset-style bodice.

  Dara moaned and Pirate walked her over to the blanket that Zoe had laid down.

  “Wait a second boys,” Zoe said with a grin that was little more than a flash of white in the gloom, “I want to try out her pussy first.” />
  Dara got up on her elbows, Pirate beside her, sucking on both her nipples. “Are you... what are you thinking? We're friends! I'm not... not gay!” Dara spluttered even though the thought of having another woman go down on her was intriguing.

  Zoe was already digging underneath Dara's skirt. Dara began to close her legs and Zoe's eyes met hers. “You don't think I know what to do when I know what feels best?”

  Dara hesitated, they were friends...what if?

  “Stop over-thinking it, Dara. All this time I've wanted to do you. Just let me. I'm sick of hearing about what you experience. I want to do it to you.”

  Dara allowed her legs to be pressed apart by Zoe and as her skirt was pushed up to her waist she felt a cock brush her mouth and she opened her mouth as Tamer put it inside her, stroking it back and forth. His lion tamer's whip he kept as a silken stroke against her upper breasts as Pirate suckled each one, until the nipples became stiff in the dark, the ethereal colors of light mingling, turning their faces to a washed out lime.

  Zoe buried her face in Dara's wet pussy and she cried out. Zoe took her mouth and made a suction of first one labia then the other, running her mouth along each as she inserted a finger in and out of Dara's pussy. Her mouth came to rest on the core of Dara and she speared her hole with her tongue and Dara's hips raised to meet the wet invasion. Zoe used her forearm to press Dara's hips down as she took Dara's clit in her mouth, sucking and swirling it alternately.

  When Zoe began rhythmically rocking into her clit, Dara opened her eyes to see Reaper driving his cock into Zoe as she had her face buried in Dara's pussy. Her friend was eating her out while getting fucked from behind with a guy that held a phallus-shaped scythe that he was even now planting in Zoe's waiting ass.

  Zoe broke the kiss with Dara's pussy and spread her legs further apart and he plunged the phallus into her waiting ass as he drove his cock inside her. It was then that Dara noticed how short the pole for the phallus was and watched in fascination as he maneuvered the two.

  Tamer's stroking quickened and Dara felt a bead of sweat fall as he threw his head back, planting a final thrust so deep in her throat she reflexively gagged even as she pressed her mouth to the base of his cock. She felt the hot cum jettison down her throat as Pirate pinched her nipples and Zoe gave a final sweep of her tongue on Dara's clit and she screamed her orgasm against the cock that gagged her. Reaper shuddered above Zoe, his orgasmic scream lost in the noise of the auditorium.

  Tamer sat back on his heels, his cock semi-hard a small drop of cum leaking at the tip like a pearl. Dara reached over and lapped it up with a smile, her body still quivering from her orgasm.

  Zoe's ass was still being worked by Reaper and Dara watched her writhe and grind against the toy, her breaths becoming ragged. Finally she trembled then shouted her orgasm underneath the bleachers as a pulse of music blasted over the crowd just on the wrong side of the wooden separation. Reaper slowed the stroking of the toy to accommodate her sensitive pulsating pussy and she yelped another orgasm, whimpering her pleasure.

  Dara smiled and got up on her knees. Pirate was on her in a second, throwing her skirt over her head, he put a finger in her wet hole and said, “Even better after Zoe's worked her over. Ah,” he said, finger-fucking her fast, and Dara felt another orgasm building.

  “Put your cock in me, I'm getting close,” Dara commanded.

  Tamer said, “She's being bossy and needs to be taught a lesson.”

  Dara felt the light smack on her ass and knew it was Tamer's whip. Her pussy pulsed in response and she took her knees further apart, putting her ass almost in the face of Pirate, who buried his cock in her pussy in one thrust.

  “Ah!” he shouted, taking his cock out of her super-slow, Dara feeling each fold of her pussy being stroked on the outward pull. God, he was good. Dara's pussy was sensitive and tight, she could feel the head of his cock as he worked it back into her slowly, titillating that sensitive first third of her hole, grasping and clenching at his entry.

  “She is so tight and so close. I can feel her snatch tightening.” He sped his rhythm, stroking his prick over that spot deep and high inside her wet hole. A delicious scratch that was being itched over and over again.

  “Keep going,” Dara whispered.

  Tamer grabbed her hair and jerked her head to the side, “You need another swat? You don't tell us what to do!” he yelled and Dara felt a stinging slap on her ass and she came that hard, right then.

  “Oh shit, she's coming, I'm gonna go!” and he blew his come inside of Dara, her pussy grabbing onto his prick even as he tried to move it back and forth.

  Zoe was suddenly scooting underneath Dara, slipping her legs closed and between Dara's knees. Their nipples pressed together and Dara felt the blunt head of the phallus brush the entrance of her ass and as Pirate slipped out of her pussy, a hand used some cum to lube the phallus that had just butt-fucked Zoe and started to slide its way in her ass.

  Dara thought she'd die from the pleasure. Her breasts were rubbing against Zoe's as the phallus was fucking her from behind. She moaned, rocking her hips backward to meet the spearing of the toy as her breasts smacked against Zoe's, their flesh meeting each time she was pushed forward by the cock on a stick.

  “Look at those two girls,” Reaper said, executing another thwack on Dara's pumping ass and she yelped with pleasure, her pussy getting engorged by the simultaneous tactile pleasures.

  “I'm going to fuck that ass,” Pirate said, sliding underneath Zoe and working her higher against Dara as he worked her backward on his dick. Once she was impaled against his prick and Dara and Zoe's chests were mashed together, Dara used her mouth to latch onto Zoe's nipple, sucking hard and fast while Zoe said, “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, like that!”

  Dara's eyes met Pirate and he started to thrust as Dara buried her face in the waiting breasts of her friend while getting the phallus in the ass. Before she knew what was happening, Tamer had given his whip to Reaper and was pushing his way inside her pussy even as he sped the rhythm of the toy. He worked her hard, breathing heavy and his balls landing against her pussy lips.

  “Slap her ass,” Tamer said, driving his cock deep inside Dara and doing the same to her ass, she was filled with cock and her mouth was latched onto Zoe's tits as her eyes watched Pirate watching Tamer fuck both her holes and Reaper beat her ass with the whip.

  Dara felt Zoe shudder underneath her even as her own orgasm broke free, washing wave after pulsating wave over them both, her holes gripping Tamer's cock and the toy he drove and left in her ass even as Reaper gave her ass a final smack with the whip. Dara let out a shriek followed by a whimper. It was almost too much to deal with: the pleasure, her holes full...

  Dara felt Tamer stiffen and pump one last time above her. “Oh yeah, that was a fine fuck!” he said, pulling the toy out of her ass and throwing it to the ground then inserting his finger where the toy had been.

  “You ready for me here?” Tamer asked, moving his finger in and out of her hole.

  He had a hard-on already? Dara wondered, feeling woozy and horny at the same time, her pussy still vibrating from the shattering orgasm.

  Tamer didn't wait for an answer, pressing his wet cock in the opening of her ass; the phallus having made it more than ready.

  Zoe was dragged out from underneath Dara and Reaper began fucking her even as Pirate got out from underneath her. He was holding her ankles and spreading her legs, his balls slapping her ass as she moaned underneath him for more.

  Tamer rammed Dara's ass with his cock and Pirate stood behind him waiting his turn. Dara took in the view of Reaper banging Zoe as he fell on top of her, his arms braced on either side of her body as his ass muscles clenched and flexed as he stabbed her with his cock. She screamed underneath him, her nails tearing the back of his black cape off.

  Dara felt Tamer's cock harden inside her ass just as he shoved one more time deep inside and his cum filled her hole. Her head sinking with heat and need, Dara met his balls with her op
en pussy sucking against their softness.

  Reaper had finished with Zoe and he came over to Dara, making her chin rise with the tip of his cock, she opened her mouth to him as Tamer made room for Pirate, who inch-by-inch began working his way inside her lubed ass. Reaper shoved a cock that tasted like pussy deep in Dara's mouth and she pushed him away at his base as Pirate slowly pumped her ass.

  Dara used her hand on his shaft and took one of Reaper's smoothly shaven balls in her mouth, rolling it around and gently using her tongue to stroke it while looking up at him.

  His breathing came rapid and heavy. “Oh, God, that feels so good!” Dara sucked gently and let that ball out with a plop and sucked the opposite one into her wet mouth.

  “Ah, stop or I'll go now,” Reaper said.

  Dara lifted her mouth off him, her body rocking from Pirate's thrusting. “Then go,” she said with a flick of her tongue on his sensitive head and it trembled for her, a drop of cum sliding out.

  Dara shoved her face down to the base of Reaper's cock as Pirate shoved himself in her and a finger slipped inside her pussy. Dara came as hot cum poured down her throat, her orgasm muffled by the cock in her mouth as her pussy clenched around the finger inside her and the cock stuffed in her ass. There her body lay, quivering and bucking, all her holes filled.

  Gradually, Reaper left her mouth, Pirate exited her ass but the mystery finger stayed.

  Dara looked over her shoulder and Zoe smiled behind her, her slender finger moving in and out of Dara's drenched pussy.

  “Let me clean you, Dara. Please,” Zoe wheedled as her finger slipped out. Dara laid down and spread her legs so she could let her friend lick her pussy, sucking all the cum out and stabbing a tongue inside her until Dara put her finger on her own clit and worked it while Zoe ate at her expertly, pumping a finger then adding another one as Dara got closer. Dara gave another swivel with the tip of her finger and came in Zoe's face as she put three fingers in Dara's swollen hole, the cum all over her mouth. Dara flung her legs to the side to allow Zoe more access to her pussy that throbbed and pulsed, her legs trembling.