Thirteen Nights of Loliween by Imouto Kitten

Night 12: Black Widows

The three boys couldn't believe their luck. Not only had they been 
invited to a Halloween party hosted by the three most popular girls in 
school, a set of identical triplets who were consistantly voted the 
cutest, sweetest, and least likely to have cooties in the school 
whenever the discussion in the boys' locker room drifted to the fairer 
sex, but the triplets had spent much of the party hanging out with them 
specificly and were now leading the three boys up to the triplet's 
bedroom.

And all this despite ther very different styles to their costumes. While 
the triplets were, as appropriate to their reputation, wearing matching 
pixie princess regalia, complete with bell-skirted ball gowns covered in 
glittery, pink sequins, translucent, insectoid wings that shimmered in a 
pastel rainbow as they caught the light, and even pewter tiaras for that 
extra bit of imitated authenticity. By comparison, the boys had come 
dressed as the "Three Ds" as they liked to call them: Dracula, Death, 
and the Devil. Dracula had actually convinced his parents to let him use 
his Sunday best for his costume, adding a red vest to his usual white 
shirt, black jacket and black slacks, his hair slicked back withhair 
gel. Death had gone the extra mile, whereing a skeleton costume under 
his black robes, and one that used molded plastic for some of the bones 
in addition to a really nice skull mask. His scythe was even real wood 
and metal, though naturally, the blade had blunt edges and a rounded 
tip. The devil probably had the least impressive costume of the three, 
just a red robe over a red long-sleeved tee and some red sweatpants and 
some fake horns.

Though, if the three were less smittened, they might not think 
themselves so lucky.

There first warning should have been when one of the girls locks their 
bedroom door with a keyed deadbolt and drops the key down the front of 
her collar.

The second warning should have been when the girls discard their tiaras, 
unzip each others' dresses and let them fall to the floor revealing what 
look like black one-piece swimsuits at first glance, but upon further 
observation, lack any shoulder straps, show off the triplets' lack of 
cleavage in front while exposing so much back that if there was any more 
exposure, the cleft of their rears would be visible, and most ominously, 
a bright red hourglass mark embroidered over their pubic mounds.

The third warning should have been when the girls retrieve several pairs 
of handcuffs and approach the boys, their formerly sweet smiles replaced 
with far more sinister grins.

Had the boys been less smitten or noticed any of these warnings, they 
might not have been caught off guard when the triplets push each of the 
boys into a wooden desk chair and proceed to not only handcuff their 
arms behind their backs, but to the backrests of the chairs.

"Let's see what we've got to work with." comment the triplets in eerie 
unity as they kneel before the boys and fish out their respective cocks.

"Oh my, what cute, little dicks they have!" cries one of the triplets 
with a giggle.

""Mama's hardening potion we spiked their punch with seems to have 
worked perfectly, though perhaps they could use some of Mama's Biggening 
potion as well." Comments the second.

"But you know what Mama says," interjects the third, "All boys should be 
hard for their girls, but only good boys deserve to be big boys!"

"Oh, but of course," replies the second triplet, "So should we test 
these boys to see if they deserve to be big boys?"

"Absolutely!" replies the first triplet, "I'll get the cock cutters!" 
before getting up and retrieving something from a dresser drawer.

Handing a couple of the items she retrieved to her sisters, she holds up 
a device somewhat resembling a metal nutcracker, but with a ring near 
where the nut would go with a nutcracker. "This is a little something 
our mama invented for punishing naughty boys." Holding up a carrot in 
her other hand, she slips the tip through the ring before squeezing the 
handles together, cleanly cutting the carrot in two. "Now imagine what 
it would do to your little cocks!"

The boys are now scared as the tripletseach slide one of the devices 
over their young erections, the ring fitting snuggly around the base of 
their dicks.

"Don't worry, there's a safety lock to prevent accidents." comments the 
second triplet as she kiss's death's tip.

"Yeah, just be good boys, and you'll get to keep your cute, little 
cocks!" adds the third triplet.

"We might even give you some of mama's biggening potion." adds the 
first.

With all three of the boys helplessly locked into the sadistic devices, 
the girls stand up and turn around before bending over and thrusting out 
their butts. Each girl then reaches back between their thighs and grab a 
zipper pull and pull it forward, unzipping flies to expose their 
pussies.

"So boys, your challenge is to let our sweet, little pussies suck on 
your cute, little cocks." comments the first triplet.

"And to make us cum before you do." adds the second.

"Succeed, and your cute, little cocks get to grow up big and strong!" 
adds the third.

"But fail... and well, chop chop, no more cock!" comments the first.

"All you have to do is keep your nasty swimmers in your balls!" adds the 
second.

"Until we're quivering in delight... because as mama always says," adds 
the third.

"Any boy who can't hold back his pleasure for his girl's pleasure, 
doesn't deserve to be a boy at all!" they chorus in unison, and with 
that, all three girls sit down on a boy's dick and are soon bouncing in 
their laps like crazy.

Naturally, all three of the boys are filled with a mix of extreme 
pleasure as they experience the delights of a girl's cozy cunny for the 
first time and mortal terror that these girls might ensure it is the 
only time they experience such delight, and despite their attempts to 
think about anything other than the pussy sliding up and down their 
imperiled dicks, the boys can't help but moan under the girls' 
ministrations.

"Oh my, I feel you twitching already!" cries one of the triplets, 
reaching down to wrap her hand around the handles of the cock cutter, 
"Remember, if you squirt before I do, I'll have no choice but to use 
this to remove your little cock..." at the same time clenching up around 
him, the boy certain he'd be pissing himself in terror if he wasn't so 
hard and wasn't afraid using the girl bouncing in his lap as a urinal 
would punish such the same way she would a cumshot.

"Oh, I'm almost there!" cries one of the other triplets, clamping down 
on the cock within her as she asks, "Think you can hold out just a 
little longer?" The boy she's riding isn't sure at all, but says 
nothing, fearful that such an admission would be taken as surrender and 
result in losing his dick regardless.

And then it happens, all three girls slam their hips down, crying out in 
simultaneous orgasm, their snug snatches spasming like crazy, the boys 
panicking as they feel themselves giving into the sensation of being 
milked by climaxing cunny, and while the girls are lost in climax, the 
boys soon join them, their cum surging up their dicks even as they 
whimper in defeat, certain they are about to lose their dicks.

The girls are the first to recover and as they stand up, they notice the 
trickle of white oozing from their pussies.

"Oh my, All three of them gave us a nice, gooey creampie!" cries the 
first triplet, "Did either of you feel them cumming before you came?"

"I didn't" replies the second triplet.

"Me neither." adds the third.

"Same here." comments the first.

"But can we be certain they didn't cum before us?" askes the second.

"Yeah, maybe their cumshots sent us over the edge and we just didn't 
notice!" adds the third.

"You make a good point," replies the first, "and we can't trust them to 
be honest. I mean, what boy wouldn't lie to save his cock?"

The triplets continue discussing the matter for some time, the boys 
squirming in their seats, especially when the girls drop their voices to 
a whisper, the boys not sure whether they will be pardoned or condemned.

Eventually, the triplets break their huddle and turn to the boys, their 
spokesgirls words carrying an air of finality as she declares, "We've 
decided on a verdict regarding the fate of your cute, little cocks." And 
without another word, the girls each reach out a hand for the handle of 
the cock cutter mounted on the dick they had ridden, drawing the moment 
out for as long as possible as their hands grip the handles.