My Halloween Experience

Tonight is Halloween, a special night. Of course all of us have heard scary stories, things to frighten us for the thrill of it. Some scary stories shouldn’t be shared. There are things out there, you just don’t fuck with. This is one of those things.

Halloween of 2016 I was stuck at my grandmas, parents out of town and didn’t want me getting into trouble. So I decided to go to sleep, mostly in protest of my parents, instead of passing out candy. My uncle called the house and grandma came to tell me she was heading to his place, to help out my uncles mother in law. She put out a bucket of candy, with a sign of take one.

Of course I couldn’t sleep, it was only 7 pm. She had gone so I decided to just kinda hang out. My grandmas basement is set up as a mini gym (by that I mean a treadmill) and a storage room. So I decided to just work out (I played soccer in high school, it wasn’t unusual)

Instead of getting on the treadmill right away, I kinda was just intrigued with everything in the room. I started to go through things, I’m a naturally curious person. I found tubs of old books, kitchen ware, even some of my moms old things. But I found one particular item, that has forever changed my life.

An Ouija board.

My morbid curiosity got the best of me and I decided to play with it, me not being religious or anything, figured it was a toy. A scary story meant for a thrill.

I simply put my fingers on the piece, and asked the board, if anyone was there. At first nothing, Then again. Nothing. I was frustrated, one more time I told myself.

“Is anyone th-“ I only got that far before it started to move. Yes. Like anyone else I was thrilled but also a bit nervous. It’s magnets or something right? I asked a follow up of who was there, he answered as William.

I asked William to prove himself, me being the skeptic I am. The treadmill turned on.

This was my mistake. I got up, rightfully freaked out, and left the basement, back to the bedroom upstairs.

It did not move the piece to day good bye.

I heard my name being called, after what just had happened, naturally I was scared. But the logical side of me thought it was my grandma. Then again it was called. After a check around the house I realized I was being beckoned back to the basement.

I stayed away. Stayed in my room. I pulled the covers over my head and hid. My door opened. I took a peek.

There was a man, standing there, a light black smoke almost endlessly falling off of him, broad shoulders and a warmth I could feel from my bed. But his eyes. His eyes were bright glowing red, they looked like burning embers. I felt a searing in my head. I couldn’t feel anything, everything was numb. I realized I couldn’t control myself after that.

My mind a prisoner inside a non-responsive body. I got up out of bed, besides all the protests. I got near him, he Laayoune his hand on my cheek, I could feel again, the warmth had turned to pure heat. For a moment, it was on the verge of peaceful, staring into his eyes. In a voice sounding like many voices, he said “get on your knees” before my mind hand time to react to what he said, my body complied and I was on my knees.

His cock, was staring me straight in the face, it wasn’t a human cock, it had the shape of a horses cock. “Please your master, human”. My mouth was moving towards it, my lips wrapping around him, it felt smooth, hot, and had a slime to it.

I had no control, his cock was moving in and out of my mouth. I found myself staring in his eyes, it was like time had skipped whenever I did. Without my knowledge, I was fingering myself as I began to slide him farther into my mouth, making his was to my throat.

Before long he rested his large hand on the back of my head and forced me to take him in my throat. I began to gag. Over and over, I felt like I was choking. I couldn’t breathe, for over 5 minutes I felt as if I was dying as he thrusted himself farther into my throat. Pulling his cock out, I finally realized he wasn’t thrusting himself down, his cock had grown to at least 10 inches from its original 6 inches.

A strand of spit connected my used mouth to his large inhuman cock. He slid himself back into my mouth and throat, he did so with force. My face felt like I was being mauled.

Without any warning. He shot rope after rope of his hot sticky cum into my mouth, without control of my own, I swallowed. His cum was unusual, it tasted spicy and hot, but made me feel different, about myself, to the core.

Mistakenly I thought it was over. I stood up per his command, and began removing my clothing. My pants came first, panties following suit right after. Then my tank top, And finally my bra. I moved onto the bed where I got on all four with now my bare ass and exposed pussy facing him.

Without hesitation he slid his cock inside my pussy, all the way inside me. I let out a gasp, a moan in pleasure. All I heard from him was a light chuckle. Moments later he started to pummel me from behind, his pace quickened and his slick large cock slid in and out of me. My hips matched his thrusts. I began moaning. Moaning that had become supernatural. As I moaned, I felt like I was having an orgasm, I moaned louder and louder, my mind quickly becoming a slave to the feeling. A few seconds later, I felt myself cumming, not just the feeling. I was in the act of orgasming while being raped by a demon. My moans became as distorted as Williams voice. It was a primal and supernatural tone mixed together.

I now had control over my body, but I didn’t stop, my mind wouldn’t let me stop. I orgasming became easier to the point of having back to back orgasms again and again. I felt a familiar feeling, Williams cock, it was twitching. He was about to cum. He shot his seed inside my pussy, coating my pussy walls and racing to fertilize my egg. Feeling his cum again, changed me, I couldn’t tell how but it did. In return, I was rewarded with the best orgasm so far, wave after wave crashing over me. My whole body shaking.

Williams cock slid out of me and cum came gushing along, soaking my bed sheets in his cum. He turned me over, now laying in my back, I spread my legs for him on my own volition. Allowing him to fuck be again, as he did. Now watching as his cock spread my, even now gaped pussy, and disappear inside me. His cock is so thick and large I can watch the outline of it as he fucks me. The supernatural moaning resumed, the loud noises coming from that room that were heard are still talked about today.

Staring into his eyes, I found myself in a fit of pleasure, he spoke to me, in my head “you will carry my spawn, then his spawn after.” I snap back to reality when he releases his cum inside of me again.

This is when I realized what his cum had done, my sexual desires had changed, I now wanted him, I wanted to please him. Not only him though, I wanted to please all men.

“May I Please you once more master” I asked.

He allowed it, I returned to my knees, I began sucking the horse shaped cock, as if I loved it. Licking both his cum and my cum off, tasting and savoring. I began to give head like I never have before, slurping and sloppy, spit started to coat my face as well as his cock. I couldn’t get enough of the taste, He came once more, filling my mouth, making me more eager to please. But he left. Leaving me with only one thing

His child.

Over the next six days I skipped town, to deal with the pregnancy. In the sixth day I gave birth, within 6 hours of birth, he was the size of a teenage football star and 6 hours later he was the size of William. I haven’t seen him since.

Today is Halloween, today it happens all over again.

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