by Zonepig (zonepig@sirius.com)
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I put the finishing touches on my make-up, green face
paint, a fake nose (complete with warts), and a big,
black hat. Bewitching, I thought to myself, and giggled.
I was the slinkiest, sexiest witch there was, my little
black dress clinging tightly to my shapely body and my
heels gave me an extra inch. I felt exotic, erotic and
completely wicked.
I left my house to head into the night, the moon was
dark and The air was crisp. Everywhere I turned Jack-o-
lanterns grinned at me, their carved faces creating
eerie shadows along the sidewalk. Distant screams,
cackling laughs and howls pierced through the blackness.
Only three more blocks to go, I had walked this path
countless times, yet tonight I was filled with a nervous
excitement that made my spine tingle.
I was acutely aware of the click, click, clicking of my
heels, every sound I made echoed into the darkness.
Suddenly the hairs on the back of my neck began to stand
on end and my blood curdled. I felt the presence behind
me before I heard it. I began to walk faster, click,
click, click, thud, click, thud. Someone was walking
behind me and speeding up. I wanted to turn around but
was too afraid. Instead I walked faster still.
I screamed when he put his hand on my shoulder.
Quickly his hand moved to cover my open mouth, "Shhh..."
he said, "it's okay little Witch."
I quieted, his hand tasted like Halloween make-up but I
recognized the voice. I knew him.
"I just wanted to ask you to do a spell for me, after
all, it is Halloween."
He removed his hand, "What kind of spell ?," I asked,
turning around. It was Rob from work, my big crush of
the year, he must have been heading to the same party I
was.
"A simple love spell," he said smiling, "you see I'm
heading to this party and I don't have a date."
"Hmmm... I know just the spell for you, but there are
certain things you must do in order to make it work and
before I tell you, you must agree to do whatever I say."
"Okay, I agree," he said cheerfully. I knew Rob would be
up for anything.
I led him off the street into the cemetery nearby,
dragging him in between the tombstones.
"Hold my hands, breathe deeply and close your eyes," I
said to him.
"Whatever you do you must keep your eyes closed."
I waited a few moments until I could hear his breathing
regulating.
"Now imagine yourself with a woman, and imagine doing
whatever it is you would like to do to her," his
breathing increased a little and I knew I had him right
where I wanted him.
I let go of his hands, "Keep your eyes closed," I
whispered and crawled over to him. I held his face in my
hands and leaned over to kiss him. Our lips met, tongues
flicking in and out, I moved my head to kiss his neck in
that spot right under his ear that I love so much. He
let out a little gasp.
"Keep imagining everything you want to do," I said as I
unbuttoned his shirt. Somewhere a cat around us
screeched and I unbuttoned his pants.
"Why don't you tell me what it is you want, it may make
your spell more powerful," I whispered in his ear.
"I'd like her to suck my dick," he said softly.
I pulled down his jeans and pulled out his hard cock. I
kissed the top of it, licking away the little drops of
pre-cum that had gathered in his dick slit. I licked
down the edges, slowly circling my tongue. Licking all
the way down his shaft and grasping his heavy balls with
my mouth.
Then I slowly went back up his thick rod until I
engulfed the whole thing with my mouth. I moved up and
down over it, taking it all in until I felt it hitting
the back of my throat. I could feel his pelvis arching
and his legs tightening and he began to moan. I drew my
mouth faster and faster, continually flicking the
underside with my tongue. I loved feeling him getting
excited, it was beginning to make me wet in my little
witch costume.
"I want to fuck you," he groaned out of his desire-
induced daze.
Quickly I kicked off my shoes and pulled down my black
stockings, as usual I was wearing no panties underneath.
I started to straddle him when he pulled me up to his
face.
Soon his hot tongue was deep in my cunt, then out again,
teasing my hard and trembling clit. He moved over me and
I began to rock back and forth on his face, his tongue
kept flicking me and he reached up and slid two fingers
deep into my hole. His digits moved in and out with
awesome force and his tongue didn't let up for a second.
Within moments I was grabbing his hair and clenching my
legs around his face.
"I want you," I moaned, "I want you so bad." My cunt was
aching and I felt like I was about to cum. He pushed me
down over his huge cock, my cunt expanded to fit it in,
every inch of him sensually stroking my silky walls. He
reached around and stuck a finger in my tight asshole.
The added pressure made me moan and I continued moving
slowly over him, wanting to savor every delicious dick
dive he made. He pushed in hard, moving through my
entire body, I placed my hands on his shoulders.
He deep thrust me again and I dug my long nails into his
soft flesh, my cunt clenching around his hard cock as he
moved in and out of me. His finger began fucking my
backside with a force to match his pumping prick and it
wasn't long before I was feeling the beginning of my
growing orgasm.
He fucked me deeper and harder, with each thrust I dug
my nails in deeper and tightened my thighs around him. I
couldn't help it, "yes, oh yes," I began to moan
uncontrollably. He fucked me harder and faster then I
had ever been fucked, I arched my back and my orgasm
began traveling over me in waves. With a few more pumps
I could feel him straining, it felt as if we were
levitating, then he shot his hot, sweet cum all over me.
We lay there for a moment before I disengaged myself,
leaning over to whisper in his ear, "Your spell will
surely come true now."
I gathered my things and ran off through the park, the
back way To my house. Within half-an-hour I was cleaned
up and heading back to the party. This time with a
newfound confidence and an uncontrollable urge running
through my just fucked pussy. I like being the sexy
sorceress I thought to myself. When I walked through the
door Rob's mouth dropped. Not as unrecognizable in the
light, I chuckled to myself.
I sauntered over to him, and he leaned down to me in
disbelief, "Sarah?" he asked, surprised.
"Trick or treat?" I whispered to him, and gave him my
most witchiest wink ever.
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