I straddled Elvira and quickly moved up till the tip of my cock was just at the bulge of her breasts. Elvira reached up, placing a hand on each one and squeezed them together. She looked right at me, a sparkle in her eyes and just nodded her head. We both moaned as I slowly plunged into her cleavage. The feel of her slick breasts molding around my shaft was amazing. I’d only seen this kind of thing in porn, never thought I’d be with a woman who suggested it. My whole cock disappeared in that avalanche of tit flesh and I just wanted to stay there surrounded by all that oily warmth.
“Come on, fuck these tits! Ride my chest like you did Lily’s ass. I want these mountains shaking till you bust between them like a volcano of cum! Having a cock buried between my tits feels so good and your cum is the best lotion a girl can ask for. I bet your balls are heavy with all that cum for me. Oooh! That’s it! Feels good doesn’t it, warm as a pussy but softer. Watch them bounce with your every thrust! My nipples are so hard right now.”
As if on cue, Lily joined us on the bed and while I’m lost to pumping myself in and out of Elvira’s breasts, she leaned over and sucked Elvira’s right nipple into her mouth. Elvira cried out as her friend sucked her while I fucked her. Her moans mingled with my own as I gave myself over completely to the wonderful sensation of those bounteous breasts, thrust forward one final time and came hard.
Elvira screamed in surprise and delight as strand after strand of my hot cum launched from between her tits to hit her face, mouth and throat. I’m not sure I’ve ever shot that much before. Lily picked her head up and cheered me on till the last shot was fired.
“Well they finally are snow covered peaks.” Elvira said with a laugh.
“Not for long.” Lily said and then bent her head down to Elvira’s cleavage and began eating my cum off of her chest. Elvira let out a moan as Lily worked quickly to suck up every last bit.
“Have you enjoyed your evening, bubeleh?” A cool, even alto voice effortlessly filled the room. I turned to face the doorway and froze at the gothic vision standing before me. The wavy jet black hair, the pale white skin, the black satin hobble dress that showed off everything even as it covered every inch, the fitted sleeves with the gauzy fluted endings, even the tentacle tails to end the dress. My breath caught as the woman of my dreams appeared as my greatest Halloween fantasy. Even the look on her face was pure Carolyn Jones.
She moved forward with slow half steps, that dress showing off the sway of her hips as she made her way towards the bed and let the door close behind her.
“Damn girl! I don’t know if we should take that dress off of you or leave it on!” Elvira shouted, echoing the thoughts in my own head. Morticia just ignored the comment and in an imperious tone said, “You two off the bed. Come to me Mon Amour.”
I swallowed hard even as I knew my line, “Tish! That’s French!” And ran over to her. She languidly extended her right arm and I kissed from the tips of her blood red fingernails up to her neck. She didn’t even turn her head in my direction, like she was above everything. I wanted to rip this dress off of her, pin her to the bed, and fuck her till she screamed my name from that perfect expression of haughty boredom.