Smother’s Day
Perhaps he should have known better, Dirk Smothers thought. After all, when you go into a town called Witchville, perhaps you ought to wonder about the name especially when the town proudly proclaims that it has more witches per capita than any other place on Earth.
Of course, what was a witch? Black capes and pointy hats and riding on broomsticks? That was the stuff of movies and movies were something that Dirk knew all about. After all, he’d casted enough of them himself. He should know about them.
No, there wasn’t any such thing as witches. These were probably witch wannabes. Wiccans. Tree huggers. Maybe a few lesbians, too.
But nothing really truly dangerous.
No, it wasn’t dangerous but it was one hell of a nuisance coming all the way out here. The ad agency for which he was now working had summarily vetoed every one of the girls that he’d brought before them. They wanted something new, something different, something ... unique.
It was stupid really. He should have told them as much really but he was intrigued as well. What was so damned special about this Witchville place that it made it worth his while to go check it out.
Of course, he knew one of the reasons why they wanted him to come her. The cosmetics line that the ad agency was hawking was called Magical and the tag line that the ad agency had come up with was “it’s bewitching,” and if you said something was bewitching, then what better to have a real life honest to goodness witch as your spokesperson.
But come on. You really could have anyone standing there and if she said she was a witch well fine then, that was what she was. It didn’t mean she actually had to be a witch. After all, this was advertising.
But fine, if that was what the client wanted then fine. He’d go check the place out and after he was sure that they didn’t have anything better than what he had to offer, he’d go back and he’d tell the client as much and then maybe they’d have to listen to him.
Or maybe not. Clients were funny that way and perhaps nowhere was it more true than in advertising that the client was always right ... even when they weren’t.
The place looked perfectly normal when Dirk arrived and the women, well Dirk had to admit that while he might have had misgivings about coming here before, seeing all these women was more than reason enough to come here. To a one, each one of them seemed to be flawless and as far as he could tell, there wasn’t a witch in sight.
Of course, he was looking for girls. Not “girl” girls but eighteen-year-old girls. Girls who could sign a contract on their own without mommy or daddy getting involved in the process. Nothing could upset a process faster than having a parent with dollar signs in their eyes suddenly inserting themselves into the process. Oh sure, the kids could be a pain in the neck, too, but a lot of them, especially if they were novices to the process, a lot of them could be brought in line fairly easily.
No, it was definitely the parents that you had to watch out for.
He’d go to the mall and scout things out, he told himself. Malls were always a good place to find teenage girls.
That was when Dirk got his next surprise. No, it wasn’t that the mall was empty and it wasn’t that there weren’t any girls there. It was something that he didn’t notice at first but when he did, it came as a bit of a shock to him but there weren’t any boys at the mall and that’s when he noticed something else as well. Not only were there not any boys or men there but there seemed to be no shops that catered to them as well. It was as if the mall existed to cater to women and to women alone.
What the hell was going on here?
As odd as that might have been, another odd fact was that as much as he the lone man in the mall should have stood out like a sore thumb, no one seemed to take any notice of him at all.
Strange. Very strange but then it wasn’t his job to figure out why it was strange. It was just his job to find a girl.
Mmm. But there were so many of them.
Still, there was no time like the present, the casting agent thought, and here coming towards him were two women that looked so much alike that Dirk figured they had to be sisters. “Pardon me,” he said. “I was wondering if I might have a word with you.”
The two girls looked at him almost as if they were surprised that he’d spoken at all. “What can we do for you?” asked one of the two women.
Dirk looked at the two girls. They both had light brown hair and brown eyes. He figured they were maybe in the late teens or maybe the early twenties but quite frankly, either one of them would be a good candidate for the commercial he was casting.
“I was wondering if I could talk to you.”
“About what?”
“I’m a casting agent and I cast movies, television shows and as it turns of right now, I’m working on a commercial and I was wondering if I could talk to you about that.”
“A commercial,” the other girl interjected.
The first one hushed her. “So what you’re saying is you want to put my daughter in a commercial. Is that what you’re saying?”
Your daughter, Dirk was thinking. No, that couldn’t be. The other girl had to be her sister.
“Is that what you’re saying?” the other woman asked again.
“Yes,” Dirk said.
“You hear that, Honey. You’re going to be a star. How’s that sound, Honey?”
“It sounds great, Mom.”
“I’ll bet it does, Honey. Just imagine all those people lining up to kiss your ass all because of who you are.”
“I like it.”
“How about you,” the woman said with a glance at Dirk, “would you like to kiss my daughter’s ass?”
“I’d love to,” Dirk said and when he said it, he meant it. There really was nothing that he wanted to do more than to plant his lips on the younger girl’s bottom and to give her a nice peck on the cheeks.
“You hear that, Honey? I think you need to pull up your skirt so this nice man can kiss your ass.”
“I heard, Mom,” the teen said and with that the girl was pulling up her skirt to reveal her panties.
“I think you know what to do,” the mother told the man.
Indeed he did. Dirk knew that he’d never wanted anything so much as what he now wanted which was to put his lips on the girl’s bottom so without any further adieu, he dropped to his knees and he hoped that he would be lucky enough to get to do exactly that.
“Honey, why don’t you step closer and turn around so that this man can get a better view of your ass.”
The girl did just what she was told to do.
“You can pull my daughter’s panties down if you want to.”
Dirk wouldn’t wait a moment longer. His hands pulled at the teen’s panties and finally her bubble butt bottom was revealed to him.
“You know what you want to do.”
Indeed he did and again Dirk didn’t wait. He planted his lips on that bottom and he gave it a kiss.
But of course one kiss wasn’t enough. He had to kiss that bottom again and again and again.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Dirk knew the two women were laughing at him but for the life of him, he couldn’t understand why.
“Do you like kissing my daughter’s ass?”
Dirk couldn’t help but nod.
“Then I’ll bet you’re going to really love eating her pussy.”
Well of course he would. His life would be meaningless if he didn’t get a chance to eat that pussy.
“Honey, I think you know what to do.”
Indeed she did. The girl moved in and before Dirk knew it, she was planting her pussy on his upturned face.
Dirk wouldn’t have had it any other way. No sooner had the girl planted her pussy on his face than there he was licking away at her.
“That’s a good boy,” he heard the mother coo. “Lick that pussy.”
He was licking that pussy he would have told her but to do so would have meant he would have had to stop licking her pussy.
And besides he could sense that pussy was close. Very close actually.
Just a little more, he told himself. That’s all it would take.
The girl was moaning now as her pussy rode his face and then she gasped and in that moment, Dirk knew he’d done it. He’d made the girl cum.
He was still there on his knees when with a start, he finally came to his senses. What the fuck! What the hell had he just done.
He looked around. As he knelt there, women continued to pass him by. They wouldn’t stop but some of them would look at him and some didn’t even do that but of the girl and her mother, there was no indication.
What the fuck!
Dirk couldn’t help but feel that something was certainly wrong.
Well okay, maybe not just one thing. After all, it wasn’t the first time he’d been out in the field scouting talent and it wasn’t the first time that he’d been looking for good looking women and okay, it wasn’t even the first time that he’d let things go a bit further than they should have gone but always before, it was he who had been in control. This was something different. This time, it was like he hadn’t had any control at all.
Of course that was just silly, Dirk told himself. He could do what he wanted.
Still, he had this nagging feeling like something was wrong, like he should get out of there before it was too late.
The only thing was every time he thought about leaving, it was like something kept seeming to pull at his mind. It was like something kept seeming to distract him until he was left with nothing more than the thought that he ought to do something but for the moment at least, he was perfectly fine right where he was.
And besides, he still had a job to do. He still had to find someone who could be a suitable representative for the Magical cosmetics line.
And that more than anything had Dirk turning back around. As much as he had this nagging feeling that he should somehow be trying to get away, the bottom line was that he had a job to do and what would people say if he just up and left now? They’d say he was a quitter. That’s what they would say and he didn’t want them to be saying that.
So he turned back around and he was glad that he had. After all, if there was one thing that would take his mind off of his troubles, it was a mall that was filled to the rafters with hotties of every shape and size.
He wasn’t even paying attention to the stores anymore or even where he was in the mall. What was important was the women and that’s when he came upon them. Two women, girls really, but still women, both with long blond hair but one with stunningly blue eyes and the other with deep brown eyes. It was too bad he only needed one girl, he told himself because as good as these two looked, either one would have been an excellent choice. “Hi,” he said. “My name’s Dirk. Do you mind if I ask you girls a few questions?”
“Questions about what?” asked blue eyes.
“Yeah,” her friend said. “Questions about what?”
“I’m a casting agent,” Dirk explained, “and right now, I’m working on casting a commercial and I have to tell you girls right now, I think you’d both be great for the part.”
“Who us?” asked blue eyes.
“Yeah us?” asked her friend.
“Yeah you guys,” Dirk said. “Trouble is I can only pick one of you.”
“So what you really want to do is to pick me,” blue eyes said, “and you’re trying to figure out how to give Kara here the bad news.”
“Me,” protested the brown-eyed Kara. “I think you’ve got it all wrong, Lila. I think you and I both know he wants to pick me.”
“Is that so?” Lila snapped her fingers and suddenly Dirk felt compelled to kiss her full, luscious lips.
“Oh no. You didn’t just do what I thought you did.”
“What?”
“You made him kiss you.”
“So?”
“So I saw him first,” Kara said. “You had no right to do that.”
“I can do whatever I want to do.”
“Oh yeah? Well maybe then I’ll do this,” and as Kara snapped her fingers, Dirk suddenly had the overwhelming urge to kiss her, too.
“You slut.”
“What?”
“You stay away from him.”
“I don’t have to stay away from him and besides, can I help it if he likes kissing me better than you.”
“Oh yeah?” Lila opened her blouse and exposed a rather impressive breasts and with another snap of her fingers, Dirk felt compelled to move in and kiss those luscious breasts.
“Oh that’s cute but you know two can play that game,” and with that, Kara snapped her fingers and suddenly Dirk felt compelled to turn her way and as soon as he did, he knew he couldn’t take his eyes off of her tits. He licked his lips even as he finally pulled his eyes up to look into Kara’s bewitching eyes. “Can I, um, can I—”
“Go ahead,” Kara said with a smile.
It was all the permission that Dirk needed before he was unbuttoning the girl’s top and as soon as he had her top open, he was fondling Kara’s tits.
“That’s kid stuff,” Lila said with a smirk. “Anyone can do that.”
“Oh yeah.” Kara snapped her fingers again.
Fuck, he loved those tits, Dirk told himself but if one was really going to appreciate them the right way, there was only one way to do that. He reached down and slid his cock out of his pants.
“What are you going to do with that?” Kara said with a smirk.
“I want to, I mean may I—”
It was clear Dirk didn’t know how to say what he wanted but when he slipped his finger between the blond’s tits, it became clear what he wanted. “You want to fuck my tits?” Kara asked.
Dirk nodded.
“All right, but only if you say please first.”
“Please,” the man begged.
“Pretty please with a cherry on top?”
“Pretty please with a cherry on top.”
“Well all right then. Go ahead.”
Dirk wasted little time sliding his cock between Kara’s tits.
“Impressive,” Lila said.
“You just have to know how to handle men,” Kara said with a smirk.
“What say we liven things up a bit,” Lila said nod with that, she snapped her fingers yet again.
Dirk couldn’t help but groan. He loved the way his cock felt between those tits but there was something else as well. He groaned again even as he felt the surge but he couldn’t bear to pull his cock free.
“What the fuck!” Kara exclaimed as the first burst of cum splattered across her face but even as she wondered what the hell had happened, Dirk’s cock continued to dump even more cum on her face.
“You did this,” she accused her friend when Dirk’s cock had finally ceased its prodigious cumming.
“Well of course but then it was your idea to have him fuck your tits.”
“Yeah but look at me,” Kara wailed. “My face is covered in cum.”
Her friend laughed. “Come on. It’s not that bad.”
“That’s easy enough fr you to say. Your face isn’t covered with cum.”
“Come on. Well get you to the bathroom and well get you cleaned up. How’s that sound.”
“My face is still covered in cum.”
“Yeah, I know. I know but you have to admit you were being a bit of a bitch.”
“Me? What about you?”
“Okay, me too, but I’ll tell you what. We’ll go get you cleaned up and after that, if you want me to, I’ll lick your pussy for you. How’s that sound?”
That was enough to put a smile on Kara’s face. “Ooh, you really do know how to get on my good side and if you do a really good job, maybe I’ll lick yours, too.”
“I kind of thought maybe you would.”
Dirk watched the girls walk away and it was only then that he realized he was still there with his cock hanging out and as much as there was a part of him that kind of liked being that way, he also knew that that just wouldn’t do. After all, he had an image to uphold.
Once again, there was the feeling that something was wrong and that he needed to get away and yet this time, that feeling wasn’t as strong as it had been before because there was something else as well. There was the feeling that it would just be so nice to give up and stay.
Dirk shook his head. No, that was wrong. He had to go.
And yet whenever he tried to look for the exit, he suddenly felt disoriented and slightly nauseous and whenever he stopped looking for the exit, he once more felt at peace.
Maybe he should stay, he told himself. He still had a job to do and his client wouldn’t be happy if he came back empty handed.
He’d been wandering the mall for a while when he came across a mother and a daughter and despite his earlier misgivings, he was immediately taken with the daughter so he stopped to talk to them.
“Pardon me,” he said. “I was wondering if I might have a moment of your time.”
The two women stopped and the mother eyed him as if trying to size him up. “What do you want to know?” she asked finally.
“My name’s—”
“Dirk,” said the older woman. “Yes, we know.”
They knew. How did they know? “I’m here—”
“To cast a commercial. Yes, we know that, too.”
“Mother,” the younger girl finally interjected.
“Hush, dear. You know perfectly well you could have had this, too, if you wanted it but you chose not to take it.”
The younger woman looked to be on the verge of saying something but she seemed to stop at the last moment.
The older woman turned her attention back towards Dirk. “Now you were saying?”
“I’m here to cast a commercial,” Dirk said again.
“Yes, yes. We know all that. For a cosmetics line, I believe, but I think what you were about to tell us was that you were looking for an older woman for the lead.”
Was that what he’d been meaning to say, Dirk asked himself. For a moment, it had seemed as if there had been something else but that was only for the moment because in the next moment, he had to admit that even though he’d never met this woman before, she seemed to know exactly what he wanted. “Yes, you’re right,” he admitted. “I’m looking for an older woman.”
“You know, I thought so,” the older woman said. “You strike me as the kind of guy who wouldn’t be swayed by the naivety of youth. You strike me as the kind of man who wants a woman who knows what she’s doing.”
Well yes, Dirk had to agree. He couldn’t have put it better. He did like women who knew what they were doing. “Yes,” he said. “You’ve got it right. That is what I like.”
The older woman smiled. “That’s what I thought,” she said. “In fact just from looking at you, I think I could say something else as well. I think it’s not just older women that you crave but I have to think its actually mothers that you crave. After all, mothers have it all. They’ve obviously fucked before so they’re not only desirable but they’re experienced but they’re more than that. They’ve conceived and they’ve given birth. That means they’ve done it all. That means they are all women.”
Yes, of course, Dirk thought. That was exactly what he thought. Mothers were 100% woman. Nothing else quite matched up to that.
“Of course, it’s not all mothers, is it, Dirk? There are some mothers that are more desirable than others. Isn’t that right, Dirk?”
Dirk couldn’t help but nod. It was amazing just how well this woman seemed to know him.
“Do you know what a MILF is, Dirk?”
Dirk nodded. Of course he knew that. Who didn’t know that?
“That’s what always turns you on, isn’t it, Dirk? It’s what always gets your dick the hardest, isn’t it?”
Well yes, it was.
“Is your dick hard now, Dirk?”
Dirk couldn’t help but nod. His dick was so hard.
“I thought so, Dirk. In fact, I was pretty sure of it right from the start. You think I’m a MILF, don’t you, Dirk.”
Dirk nodded.
“It’s okay, Dirk. You can say it. I don’t mind.”
“You’re a MILF,” Dirk said and even as he said it, he could feel his dick get even harder.
“In fact, I’m the perfect lead for your commercial. Isn’t that right, Dirk?”
Dirk nodded. It really was amazing how well she knew him.
“You probably want to fuck me right now.”
God, yes.
“I’ll bet your dick is so hard right now. You know, it’s probably got to hurt to keep it all locked up,like it is now.”
“Mother!”
“Hush, dear.”
The exasperated daughter looked like she was about to say something but then she stayed silent.
“Now where were we. Ah yes, I believe you were going to take your dick out, Dirk. Why don’t we do that, Dirk. Let’s see if you can impress me with your big, hard cock.”
Dirk knew he shouldn’t do it. He was in a mall for chrissakes and yet ... and yet he knew he had to do it. He had to take out his cock and he had to show it to this MILF so that was exactly what he did.
“Oh my, Dirk,” the woman gushed. “You’re so big. I guess you really do like me.”
Of course he liked her.
“I’ll bet you can’t wait to fuck me.”
Well of course that was true. He definitely couldn’t wait.
The women pulled up her skirt and she pushed down her panties before bending herself over the bench she’d been standing next to. “I suppose if that’s what you want to do, then you really need to get to it but you’d better make sure that I enjoy it.”
Dirk couldn’t wait to do it. He bounded up behind the woman and then his hands stroked their way all over her luxurious ass but as much as he loved her bottom, what he really wanted was between her legs and it wasn’t long before he was working his cock in between her legs.
“Oh yeah,” the woman moaned as she took that cock. “Oh yeah. That’s it but you better not come before you make me cum.”
How could he stop himself, Dirk wanted to ask and yet even if he didn’t know how to do it, his body seemingly did because as close as he was to cumming, he seemingly could get no further.
“Mmm yeah. That’s it. I like a man who knows how to use what he has.”
Dirk wasn’t sure if he knew anything but he was glad at least that this woman liked what he was doing.
“Oh geez, yeah. Oh geez, you’re going to make me cum.”
Finally his body was moving again. He was almost there.
“Oh geez, yeah,” the woman moaned. “Yeah. Yeah! YEAh!”
Dirk was cumming even as that pussy seemed to convulse around him and as he did, he couldn’t help but feel that that pussy was wringing every last drop of cum out of his cock.
“Lucy, up to your old tricks again I see.”
The woman whose pussy still had its hold on Dirk’s dick looked up even as Dirk did and there in front of them seeming almost as if she had just materialized in front of them was a woman dressed all in white. Her skin was light and her blond hair was so light that it was almost white. Her dress was incredibly short but it too was white and the heels she wore were also white.
“Missy,” said the woman Dirk had been fucking. “What are you doing here?”
“Don’t get your panties in a bunch, Lucy. I was just passing by. Who’s the man?”
“I don’t know. He’s just some guy.”
“Lucy!”
“What?”
“You know that’s not really right.”
“Okay, he’s not just some guy. He’s an ad man.”
“Is he now?”
“Some of the girls were having fun with him. I figured hey, why not me?”
“I take it he hasn’t left yet since he got here.”
“Not that I know of.”
“I think it’s time that maybe he did.”
“But—”
“Lucy, are you really going to argue with me?”
Lucy hung her head. “No, ma’am.”
The woman at white looked at the daughter and nodded. “Sandy.”
“Ma’am,” the girl said.
Missy looked at Dirk. “I think you should come along with me before it’s too late.”
Dirk shoved his cock back into his pants and then he was scrambling to catch up with the woman in white who had already started walking. “Who are you?” he asked.
“I’m a good witch. Do you know what that means?”
Dirk shook his head.
“It means I’m going to let you eat my pussy and make me cum but it also means that when I’m done with you, unlike my sisters, I’m going to let you go. My sisters have a tendency to ... well let’s just say that they have a tendency to use men up not that you’d hear any of the men complaining about it but that is why you don’t see a whole lot of men around here. The moment you entered this mall, there was no way they were going to let you out again. You don’t want to be used up now, do you?”
“N-no.”
“I didn’t think so so if you’re a very good boy and if you do exactly what you’re told, when all’s said and done, I’ll let you go. How’s that sound?”
“It sounds fine, Mistress.” Mistress, Dirk thought. Where had that come from and yet ...
Missy smiled at that. “I can see you’re going to be a very good boy. Now if you’ll please follow me.”
Of course he’d follow her and why shouldn’t he. In fact, as he fell in behind her, he couldn’t help but watch her lovely ass and the more he watched it, the harder he found it to look away, not that he wanted to, of course.
He couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to peel like to slide that short, white dress up off of that lusciously round bottom and to slide his tongue in between those thighs, to stroke his tongue up against her clitty.
But she kept walking. Right to the exit of the mall and for a moment at least, Dirk hesitated. He wasn’t sure why but he had the feeling that he wasn’t supposed to leave. He had the feeling he was supposed to stay inside and ... and do what?
Missy turned. “Come on,” she said. “You can do it,” and then once more, she was walking and once again, Dirk followed.
Something happened as Dirk passed out of the mall. Dirk stopped. What the heck? What the fuck had he been doing inside there?
Missy stopped, too, and she looked back at him. “Come along,” she said. “Don’t dawdle.”
Dirk turned back around and once more, he fell in behind Missy. He followed her out into the parking lot and he followed her to his car. It was a convertible, white of course. “Get in,” Missy told him.
Dirk did as he was told and as Missy drove, he could feel more and more of his former self coming back to him.
Missy pulled up in front of a big house. “We’re here,” she announced and then she got out of the car. “Come along now.”
Dirk came. Again, he fell in behind her and again, he found himself bewitched by Missy’s ass.
She stopped and he stopped.
She looked back over her shoulder at him looking back at her. “I’ll bet there’s something you’d like to do.”
Dirk nodded. “Yes, Mistress,” he said and then as no one seemed to say anything, he couldn’t help but look down.
“You like my ass, don’t you?”
Dirk nodded.
“I’ll bet you’d like to pull my dress up, wouldn’t you?”
Again, Dirk nodded.
“Go ahead then. Do what you want.”
Dirk pulled the dress up to reveal Missy’s ass and a thong. The thong was white of course.
“Do you like my ass?”
Dirk nodded.
“What do you think I want you to do?”
“Kiss your ass?”
Missy just laughed. “That’s not my style, Dirk. I don’t want you to kiss my ass.”
“What do you want?”
“I just want you to eat my pussy. Do you think you can do that?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Missy laughed again. “Good boy. I knew you could,” and with that, Missy led Dirk over to a couch. Off came the thong and then as Missy sat there on the couch, Dirk settled happily in between her thighs.
His tongue slid between her lips. His tongue found her clit. He loved how wet she was even as his tongue touched her clit again.
Missy stroked her hand through his hair even as Dirk ate her treating him more like a pet than a man but Dirk didn’t care. He was going to make her cum and that was all that mattered. “Good, boy,” she complimented him. “Good boy.”
She was getting closer and Dirk knew it and that was all it took for his tongue to work her harder.
“Good boy,” Missy said raggedly. “Good boy.”
She was almost there. Dirk knew it. She was almost there.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned as her hand squeezed Dirk’s hair. “Oh fuck.”
Dirk was happy. He’d made Missy cum.
Dirk left Witchville later that day and still without the lead for his television commercial. He knew he was lucky. He knew that if it wasn’t for Missy’s intervening, he might have been stuck there forever but he knew he was free to go.
The only thing was he wasn’t sure he wanted to go. Maybe, he thought, maybe he should go back. Maybe he hold go back to the mall.
Then again, maybe not.