The Party Bus A Halloween Story

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Darin groggily lifted his head and looked around him. "Whoa!" he said loudly. "I must have really gotten wasted at that Halloween party." He quickly checked to make sure that his costume, a large cloth leaf, was still in place.

He then lifted his head and looked at the black and orange crepe paper hanging in big loops from the ceiling of the dimly-lit bus and at all of the other costumed riders. He didn't remember getting on this bus. The last thing that he remembered was sneaking out onto the balcony at Astra's party with Karina for a little moonlight sex.

"Hey, sleepyheads," a voice yelled loudly, "aren't you going to party? After all, this is the party bus."

Karina was lying almost comatose against Darin's shoulder. Her costume consisted of three strategically placed cloth fig leaves. It didn't show while they were seated, but from the back both she and Darin looked totally naked. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Darin. Then her eyes widened as she looked around the dimly-lit bus. She was obviously confused. Everything was decorated in Halloween orange and black just like the apartment where they had started the night. Fierce looking jack-o-lanterns and skull heads decorated the windows. The driver was even participating by wearing a very authentic-looking devil's costume. His very black pointed beard was only a shade lighter than his highly-polished ebony black horns.

"When did we leave Astra's place?" she asked Darin in a slightly slurred voice.

"At least neither one of us is driving," Darin answered. "We were both really drunk. Last thing I remember is sneaking out onto her balcony for a midnight booty call. They must have caught us and kicked us out."

"Yeah," Karina replied. "Astra's husband is sort of an uptight ass about things like that. You can show everything and get really gross dancing, but as soon as you try to take it any further, out you go."

"Time to introduce our newest Party Bus Guests," the loud voice said enthusiastically. Darin and Karina could now tell it was the driver speaking. Despite how loud his voice was in the big bus, he didn't seem to be speaking into a microphone of any sort.

Darin thought with a laugh, "That is really neat. He must have his microphone built into that fake beard."

"This is Darin Hamilton," the voice said and Darin sprang to his feet in surprise. It was almost as if he had been pulled up by something rather than rising on his own.

"And his partner for the evening is Karina McCloud," the voice continued. Karina also shot to her feet. From the look on her face, Darin could tell that she too had somehow been pulled to her feet rather than standing on her own.

The bus erupted into a loud chorus of cheers and clapping.

"So," the voice continued, "which one of you is going to receive your welcoming spanking up here at the front of the bus?"

Both Karina and Darin looked totally confused. Darin blurted out loudly, "What the hell?" and the voice answered, "Exactly! But which one of you is going to pay the price of admittance up front here where everyone can see you.? Just come up here, get naked, and grab the bars on either side of the center aisle."

Like most party buses, the bus was laid out with all of the seats against the outer walls so there was a lot of room in the center. There were also a lot of chrome pipes hanging from the ceiling. Above the seats, the pipes formed an area that looked like it was intended to hold luggage. There were a lot of boxes and cases of various sizes stowed there. And then, a few inches in front of the luggage racks at the edge of the center aisle were two thicker pipes that ran the full length of the bus and appeared to be so people standing could steady themselves.

"Which of you is it going to be?" the voice urged. "Just get naked, come up front here, and grab the hand rails. Then everyone will give you your welcome spanking."

"I'll do this," Darin said softly to Karina and then he stood up. He quickly scanned the seats in the bus and saw that there were sixteen people on each side of the bus, including him and Karina.

As he stood there, four of the women on the bus rushed up to him and began dragging him forward. As they pulled, they were also pulling off his fig leaf so that by the time he got to the front he was totally naked... and somehow, so were the four girls. Another eight girls joined them when they got to the front. They, too, were naked.

"Grab the rails," the driver ordered and Darin felt his hands reaching up and closing around the chrome pipes. One of the girls quickly wrapped a black leather strap around his right wrist and then wound it over his hand and the pipe before wrapping it back down over his wrist and securing it in place.

Another girl, a black girl with flaming orange hair, began wrapping his left wrist. "I'm Jaylina," she said almost enthusiastically as she wrapped his hand tightly to the rail.

"Three minutes," the driver yelled out, "starting in five... four... three... two... one!"

On the count of one, Jaylina slammed a short leather paddle into Darin's ass. Then she quickly jumped out of the way and one of the other girls slammed her paddle into his ass. He barely had time to scream before the next girl struck.

He could see his reflection in the windshield of the bus. Anyone outside could probably easily see him and he wondered how the bus kept from being pulled over by the cops. The reflection also showed him a long line of naked girls running in a tight circle behind him. One would strike and then scurry to the back of the line while the next girl smacked his ass. Much more dimly in the reflection, he could also see a slightly shorter line of naked men running in a similar circle at the back off the bus. Karina's screams told him that somehow, she was facing the back windows of the bus suffering a similar fate.

Each time Jaylina came to the front of the line, she would say, "It's me again," as she swatted his ass. He was pretty sure that she spoke eight or nine times which means that he got well over a hundred smacks in the three minutes.

After what seemed both a very short and a very long time, the bus driver sounded the horn of the bus. It was a very loud horn that sounded like ten truck horns mounted on the roof and sides of the bus. There was a clatter as the four girls threw the paddles into a large basket located under the seats. Then two of the girls released his hands.

"Welcome Darin and Karina!" the driver shouted and the other people on the bus again clapped and cheered.

Darin staggered back toward where he had been seated. Karina was staggering toward him. When they got to where they had been sitting their costume fig leaves were nowhere to be found.

"Did you know it was going to be like this?" Karina asked Darin.

"I didn't even know we were going to be on this bus," Darin answered.

"Oh, you'll get used to it," a middle-aged white lady said, nodding her head up and down. "Marvin and I were as surprised as you are when we were first brought on board."

A thin, slightly gray-haired man sitting next to her leaned across her and reached out his hand. "I'm Marvin," he said with a smile. "And this is Mandy."

Mandy reached across Darin to offer her hand to Karina. Karina looked upset and confused, but she tentatively grasped Mandy's hand and shook it.

"Why are you naked?" Karina asked Mandy.

"It's the party bus, silly," Mandy replied with a big smile. "And it's Halloween. Everyone is naked on the Halloween Party Bus."

Darin and Karina both looked up and down the length of the bus. Everyone was indeed now naked... including the driver. Portions of his costume remained however, or at least there was some sort of red dye or paint which covered his entire body. He laughed loudly and said, "It's dance time!"

Suddenly loud music with a very heavy beat thundered out of the speakers mounted on the ceiling. Everyone jumped to their feet and began dancing. There wasn't that much room on the bus, so the thirty-two people were in a pretty tight bunch and rubbing against each other as they danced. Karina kept trying to move so she wasn't rubbing against someone. Darin was also trying to avoid that, but Mandy kept pushing back against him and rubbing her ass against his. Karina yelped and jumped forward when a tall, twenty-something black man intentionally rubbed his front against her ass.

"I don't like this," she wailed to Darin. "Let's get off."

Darin opened his mouth to speak, but the driver answered her first. "No one leaves the party bus unless I say so," he said loudly. Then he laughed. It was a deep, evil-sounding laugh. He added, "But everyone will have a chance to get off."

The music stopped and everyone returned to their seats. "Time for a Big O contest," the driver yelled.

Slightly brighter lights came on in the middle aisle and three vertical brass poles unfolded from the ceiling and latched loudly to the floor of the bus. They looked like stripper poles except for the brass chains which hung from the top of each pole. There were four chains about a foot long on each pole, and each chain had a large, black, wrist restraint attached.

"We will need six contestants," the driver said enthusiastically. Then he started calling names. "Mandy and Jaylina," he yelled, "you are on pole number one.

The middle-aged lady and the orange-haired lady ran to the front of the bus and stood with their backs against the pole. Mandy was facing forward and Jaylina was facing back into the bus.

"On pole number three," the driver continued, "we have Darla and Xena."

A somewhat plump woman with slightly dark skin hurried toward the back of the bus. Another woman who looked far-east Asian of some sort, stood up from the back row and stepped out into the aisle. As they walked to the pole it was obvious that Xena was much shorter and much, much thinner than Darla. The plump woman faced into the bus. The oriental woman faced the back door.

"And finally," the driver said, "on pole number two in the center of the bus, we have Bela and ... Karina!"

A very dark-haired young woman slowly stepped toward the center pole. She was very tall and very thin. As she passed by, it almost looked like she were a walking skeleton with flesh covering it.

Karina sat next to Darin trembling, but she did not stand up. A voice above her said sternly, "Don't make us have to force you."

She looked up and two rather beefy men were standing above her.

"I don't want to," she said haltingly.

"Do any of us?" one of them huffed and reached down to grab her by the arms. They easily pulled her to her feet.

"OK, OK," she said, batting their arms away. "I'll do it. I'll do it."

Since there was only one place she could go, she knew where she was supposed to be. She went and stood with her back to the pole facing the rear of the bus. After she was in place, the two men started at the front of the bus and carefully closed the restraints on the wrists of each of the women. The chains didn't seem to be adjustable, but despite their differences in height, each of the women was left standing on their tip toes hanging from the chains.

"Now will the contestants' partners please join them," the driver called out, "so we can get this contest going?"

Two women and four men, including Darin, walked to stand in front of their partners.

"You all know how this works," the driver said firmly. Then he laughed and added, "... except our newcomers Karina and Darin." He laughed again and said, "But they should figure it out soon enough."

"Mandy and Marvin, mount up." the driver called out and Marvin went down on one knee. Mandy lifted her legs off the ground and swung her body so that she could straddle his face with her legs. He jostled his shoulders to center her in place and then stood up.

"Jaylina and Joyce, you're next!" the driver said firmly and the very, very white girl, also with orange hair, standing in front of Jaylina dropped to one knee. As Joyce struggled to stand back up, her back looked even whiter with Jaylina's ebony black legs hanging over it.

"Darla and Dan!" the driver yelled out. Dan had been one of the large, muscular men who had compelled Karina to get in place at the pole. He grunted slightly as he lifted himself-- and Darla-- into position.

"Xena and Xu!" the driver called out and an Asian gentlemen not much larger than Xena knelt on one knee in front of her. He had to catch her legs and guide them over his shoulders. Then he stood up.

"Bela and Anastasia!" the driver said firmly and Bela's matching partner dropped to one knee. Anastasia was as pale as Bela and almost as thin. Her hair was also black, but was obviously dyed. Bela carefully placed one leg over Anastasia's shoulder and then effortlessly lifted her other leg and set it in place. It was almost as if they practiced this quite often.

"And last, but not least... yet, Karina and Darin!" the driver shouted, almost laughing. Having watched the other five couples get in place, both of them knew what to do. Darin dropped to one knee. Karina supported her weight on her wrists and swung her body up, landing with one knee on each of Darin's shoulders.

"I remind our contestants," the driver said calmly, "that it isn't speed that matters, it is the intensity of the orgasm. When time is called, the woman with the most intense orgasm is the winner."

A drum roll started sounding from somewhere and the driver said, "In three... two... one... start eating!"

Karina pulled against Darin's back with her heels and shoved her cunt firmly against his mouth. He began licking and lapping eagerly. Darin said that he didn't really like "going down" on a girl, and Karina had to practically beg him once in a while to just eat her out. Once he got there, however, he was always enthusiastic about it. She often kidded him about it saying that the only reason he didn't want to was that he was afraid he would become addicted to pussy juice and become her mouth slave. Darin never found that funny.

The bus must have been sitting still while the couples were getting ready, because no sooner had Darin started when the bus lurched forward almost knocking him off his feet. Karina had to pull hard with her legs to keep him upright... and, of course, buried in her snatch.

Whatever road they were on must have been full of twists and turns because Darin was regularly thrown left and right. If he wasn't held in place by Karina's legs, he probably would have fallen over. He did fall to his knees when the driver braked violently to avoid hitting something. Then he was thrown back up onto his feet as the driver accelerated rapidly back up to speed.

He had barely gotten himself stabilized when Karina slammed her cunt hard into his mouth and began crying out in a loud, panting voice, "Take me over the top, Honeybear. Make me cum! Please! Please! Make me cum!"

Darin redoubled his licking, sucking, and slurping, concentrating most of his efforts on her very engorged clit. He could hear Bela crying out to her partner, "Annie, suck and bite. Make me cum, Annie, baby. Suck my clit until I cum."

On the front pole, Jaylina was bouncing up and down so violently that Joyce was thrown from between her legs and fell against the driver's back. She screamed as if burned and rolled over onto her face on the floor.

"The contest isn't over yet," the driver said angrily and she crawled back to where her partner was hanging. Jaylina quickly swung her legs back up over Joyce's shoulders and pulled her face into her cunt.

She had just begun to lick and suckle when the driver called out loudly, "Now!" and all six women suddenly climaxed. All of them, including Jaylina, had intense orgasms. Darin felt fluid being squirted into his mouth and Karina screamed and writhed, grinding her cunt hard against his face and pulling him even tighter with her legs.

It was several minutes before the six women were hanging quietly over their partners shoulders. The driver called out loudly, "What do you say, partygoers? Who had the best orgasm? Mandy? ... Jaylina? ... Darla? ... Xena? ... Bela? ... Karina?"

After each name he paused for the shouts and applause. Then he said loudly, "The bus has voted. Karina and Darin have won the big O contest."

He laughed. It was a deep, evil-sounding laugh. Then he said in a very deep and slow voice, "And Jaylina and Joyce have lost." His laugh got much higher and almost jovial as he said, "And you know what that means. Jaylina in the front and Joyce in the back."

Several women ran forward and grabbed Jaylina and began strapping her in place. A smaller group of men grabbed Joyce and took her to the back where they strapped her in place. Everything looked very familiar to Darin and Karina. It was exactly how they had been tied when they first woke up on the bus.

"Mandy?" Karina called out. "Where are you?"

Darin turned to her and said, "What do you mean?"

"They're gone!" she almost yelled. "All of them! Mandy and Marvin, Darla and Dan, Xena and Xu, Bela and Anastasia! They're all gone! Where'd they go?"

"We have only winners and losers on this bus," the driver said loudly. Then he laughed and said, "Until we have one last winner and loser."

"What?!" both Darin and Karina said as they looked at each other with wide eyes.

"But now," the driver yelled, "it's punishment time. Women at the front, men at the back."

Nine women remaining on the bus ran to the front and grabbed paddles out of the wicker basket. A dozen men, including Darin ran to the back.

"Karina!" the driver called out in a mockingly stern tone, "you are supposed to be up front."

Karina stammered out, "Yeah, OK, I'm coming."

As soon as she got to the front of the bus, the driver yelled out, "Three minutes starting as soon as Karina gets her paddle."

Karina grabbed a paddle out of the wicker basket and stood at the back of the line.

"Three, two one," the driver yelled slowly and then shouted really loud, "Begin!"

Each of the women slapped Jaylina hard on the ass and then raced to the back of the line. The next woman did the same, as did the next and the next. Karina was slightly surprised that she slammed the paddle so hard into Jaylina's ass. She was even more surprised at how good it made her feel to hear Jaylina's screams and watch her ass turn red. She struck Jaylina at least a dozen times before the really loud horn sounded and the driver called out, "Time's up!"

Everyone immediately threw their paddles back into the basket. As some of the women were untying Jaylina, Karina walked back to where Darin was sitting and said, "Did you enjoy it?"