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Hot Halloween–a sexy ghost story

by Em Petrova

I’m going to start a story, and you authors and readers dive in and add your bit. Even if you’ve never written a single word in your life, give it a shot. You may be surprised at the ideas that can pour out of you. Add as much or little as you’d like in the comments section.

Hot Halloween

As Sam tore off the white sheet which had been her Halloween party costume, the air cooled her moist skin. She wadded the fabric under her arm and drew a deep breath of the crisp autumn air. The leaves that hadn’t yet fallen rattled overhead, and through the darkness, the noise of the bonfire and the other partygoers reached her.

She picked her way up the path leading to the main road. When she’d walked into the camp, the violet light of evening had guided her. That and a masked man who hadn’t revealed his face or his name. They’d walked together in silence, but it hadn’t bothered her. Once they reached the party, he’d disappeared with a sexy blond with curling pigtails wearing a cheerleader costume.

Just the sight of the cheerleader brought a grimace to Sam’s face. That girl screwed over women like Sam. Women who came alone to Halloween parties. Women who would rather stay home and sip wine and read a book than attend a social function, even if Halloween was her favorite holiday and she was lonely as hell.

Women who looked better wearing a sheet with eye cutouts.

Sam heard the stream of traffic on the road before her. Twenty more steps and she should burst through the trees into civilization again. She felt hot, sweaty, and annoyed. She’d come all the way down to this party, hoping to make new friends and hopefully, meet some new guys. Instead, she’d spent most of the night sitting on a tree stump, staring into the flames, and listening to the conversations around her, too shy to jump in.

At home, she’d draw a deep bath, mix in her favorite vanilla bath oil, and soak.

Her foot caught the edge of a fallen branch. The woody fingers scratched her bare shin and tangled in her feet. She pitched forward, a cry bursting from her as the dark ground rushed at her face.

Her hands slammed into a wall. She blinked into the darkness, confusion muddling her mind. Not a wall. A wall of muscle. Wearing a mask.

“Shouldn’t be walking through these woods without a flashlight. And alone,” a deep voice said. The velvet tones washed over her, caressing her skin into peaks of gooseflesh. The heady scent of male musk worked into her brain, confusing her further.

With a swift movement, he tore the sheet from her hand. Then she was on the ground, face down in the leaf mould, her arms jerked behind her back and her heels drawn up. She cried out as the masked man bound her with the sheet like a hog.

A spike of fear hit her senses along with a debilitating shot of adrenaline. Her breath rasped in her lungs. Her heart knocked in her chest. But when he slipped one palm beneath her cheek and twisted her face to him, a shiver ran through her at his touch.

“Too pretty to hide beneath a sheet,” he said. “Now this sheet has a different use. A much better one, I think.” The flat of his hand lightly smacked her ass, his hand hot against the tight spandex shorts she’d worn under the costume.

A fiery gasp burst from Sam’s throat at the first slap.


Zrinka Jelic October 12, 2010 at 3:16 pm

“No crying.” He mumbled rubbing on her throbbing flesh.

Then he slapped her again, harder and she cried out again.

“Big girls don’t cry, be a big girl.” He demanded.

Pressing her lips together she stifled her cry with his next hard smack.

“You are a good girl. A few more and if you don’t cry I’ll let you go.”

She endured few hard swats of his hand against her skin, squeezing her fanny each time to ease the pain.

Roz Lee October 12, 2010 at 3:36 pm

This couldn’t be happening. Her mind raced to make sense of it all. No one could have known where her mind had wandered to while sitting on that stump.
Another hot, stinging slap made her squirm against her restraints.
She remembered throwing another log on the fire. Had she been thinking about her secret fantasy then? Could this be the Halloween version of a wish in a fountain?
Another slap sent liquid fire through her system.

Delaney Diamond October 12, 2010 at 3:39 pm

His large palm landed squarely on her behind, stinging her flesh through the thin material of her clothes. Who was this guy and what did he think he was doing? Her heart raced hard and fast in her chest as she realized she was too far away from the party revelers to be heard above the music and conversation if she screamed.

The burst turned from angry indignation to a moan of pleasure when the next slap landed.Embarrassingly aroused, she twisted in the strangers arms, struggling to break from his iron grip.

Talina Perkins October 13, 2010 at 3:17 am

Hot desire pooled between her thighs. Oh, goddess!
“Did you like that little love tap, sweetheart?” His rich voice caressed her tingeling senses, breaking through her silent prayer. A slight accent tinged his words, making her shudder in anticipation. A whispered caress across her lower lip had her wishing for so much more. What would his kiss feel like? Would it be sensual like his voice or demanding like his actions?

Ashlyn Chase October 13, 2010 at 11:01 am

She struggled. How dare he? “Why aren’t you dressed as a caveman?”

“A what?”

“A caveman. Obviously, that’s what you are. Do you always assault women you don’t know?”

He laughed. “Only those women who desperately need to be taught a lesson.”

No matter how hard she pulled at her bonds, she couldn’t break free.

Em Petrova October 14, 2010 at 1:13 am

“D-don’t.” Sam hated the way the word shuddered from her lips. Her mind raced back to Self-Defense 101. Yell forcefully. Go for the vicious eye poke. Grab the genitals, twist, and pull. But as the ideas popped into her head, she knew she’d never have the guts to perform these acts.

Her mind said, No, stop. Her body said, Hell yes.

Another stinging slap, and her ass rose to meet it.

A low chuckle sounded, and then her bonds were loosened. Her legs collapsed, striking the ground with a “pffft” noise. Before she could think to gather her feet and run like hell, rough hands flipped her onto her back.

Fear and excitement took root in her belly. Yes, it was the masked man who’d walked into the party with her.

“I’m going to tie your hands, Mistress Sam. And then you’re going to walk calmly to the road, where my car is parked.”

“I don’t want to go anywhere with you.” His muscular chest loomed into her vision as he grasped her wrists and looped the sheet about them, creating a tight, efficient knot.

Panic welled in her throat. Earlier, at the party, when a man dressed as Zorro sat down next to her, her eyes had slipped to his whip. She’d definitely entertained a thought or two about feeling that whip across her bare ass. At that moment, the fire had flickered yellow, then green, before shooting sparks into the sky.

“That’s right, darlin’. A fairy fire.”

Roz Lee October 14, 2010 at 4:40 am

“I’m not going anywhere with you.” Brave words, but rule #1 in self defense class – Don’t let them take you to another location.

“Ah sweet Sam. I would never hurt you. You liked being spanked. You know you did. Let’s not waste time arguing.” He untied her wrists and handed her a ring of keys. “You drive.”

Well, if she was driving…

The sleek black sports car probably cost more than her parent’s house, but she wasn’t about to hand the keys back. She’d do the driving, and if she didn’t like where they ended up, she’d keep going to the nearest police station.

She drove with caution through the residential streets following his directions. They’d turned into a neighborhood where the houses sat well back from the street, hidden behind high walls and electronic gates. A far cry from her neighborhood. He indicated an driveway at the end of the cul-de-sac. She turned in and drove past the open iron gate.

MareeAnderson October 24, 2010 at 9:42 pm

Omigosh, I just read thru all these….. Awesome stuff, ladies! I wish I wasn’t too darned chicken to add to them. And I so want to read all of this story — it was a great idea, Em!

Rick Benson July 21, 2011 at 5:17 am

Then, suddenly, he loosened the sheets that bined my arms. Instead of running, I stay, excited for what may happen next. The masked man stood there. He started to take of his shirt! The flannel material fell to the ground. He stood there, legs shoulder width apart, and extremely muscular. He had very toned abs and obliques and biceps that made my hart pound. The hair under his arms barely peaked out. Sweat beads on his manly chest and forehead. “okay Sweetheart! Take off your shirt. We’re young to do something special!” I immediately did as he said. I was no longer scared but eerily erotic. I took of my shirt leaving me in my bra and spandex pants. He walk closer. He smelled like a man; sweat and musk. The smell wasn’t pleasant but it only turned me on more. His crotch was only 1 foot from my face. I was on my knees panting and fantasizing what amazing treasure may be in there. Apparently we were taking turns removig our clothes. He slowly unzipped his pants and unbuttoned the blue sweaty jeans. I saw the waist band of his undershorts. It was grey with black letters spelling “Hanes.” Then, he reached got the hem of hus jeans and slowly pulled them down his hairy legs. It was dark in the woods but it was clearly visible. Black Hanes boxer briefs. His jeans lay around his ankles and he said, “Are you ready?!” At this moment all my fear was gone. I answered with, “Bring it on!” he inched closer. The boxer briefs were so tight around his muscular thighs. And then I noticed it. A large bulge in the crotch area wrapping 6-7 inches around his thigh. I took of the spandex leaving me in my panties and bra. Him in his underwear. I dIdnt know what I was thinking but I reached out, grabbed the waistband of his Hanes. I yanked them down to his knees! It was dark but light enough to see. His massive member was hangIng low know along with two of it’s friends. I was amazed in the eroticism of this moment my studly rapist was not erect. Even though it was not hard it hung half way down his thigh! He said ,”Sam, turn me on! Make me hard!” It was hanging only a few feet away from my face! He took his hand grabbed under it and lifted it towards me. I took it in my hand. It was a lot heavier than it looked. I smoothly lifted it. He was very hairy around his genitals. With his penis lifted about I had a nicer view of his scrotum. It had small pubes growing all around it. I felt his penis growing in my hands and I stroked it until he said he was fully erect. His member was longer than my forearm when it was hard! “Sam, are you ready?! It’s going to hurt!” and I said, “Im so ready.” I removed the rest of my clothes. We were both naked. I was on my knees with a gargantuan erection staring me in the face. I didn’t think. I just did. I grabbed his huge one and put it in my mouth! I didn’t think about and diseases in the moment. I wanted it all! It was warm and throbbing. I could taste the sweat and the vein on the back of his penis. He moaned an groaned and scream at me to keep going. A few minutes later he pulled it out. He told me to get on my stomach. I laid down and he kneeled between my legs! He grabbed his erection and guided it toward my awaiting vagina! I felt the tip push against the smooth outer edge. Then…he penetrated me!!! It hurt so bad! I screamed. His size was too much for me. But then I got used to it. And lived it after a few seconds. He grabbed my hips and began quickly thrusting. He was actually humping me! Everytime he thrust in, his testes whacked me bewtween my legs. Then he stopped, tensed up, and shot hard!

Erica July 21, 2011 at 5:21 am

Way to go Rick Benson! So much detail 😉 lived it

ساو July 21, 2011 at 5:24 am

الطريق للذهاب ريك. أنت الصخرة!

Jadyon McZaxik July 21, 2011 at 5:26 am

Amazing! It’s like read-able PORN! Ricky, you win. Best story on here.

Picture that matches Him July 21, 2011 at 5:30 am
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