Treat Me.

Oh, how nice. It’s my first year giving out candy to some trick-or-treaters. Watching the kids dress up and hold their bags open for treats. Around this time, you get to dress up and be whoever you want to be… well not anyone but you get it. For me though, I am looking to get a treat… or tricked into getting a treat, whichever one happens. So as for me, this Halloween I’ve decided to be one thing. Fucked.

On regular days where I need a pick me up, I dress up in the clothes that I have bought and have been collecting dust ever since or the ones I haven’t worn in a while. Along with some weed, some liquid courage, and the sounds of music that gets my body moving. I enjoy those moments more than you know and it become a ritual activity for me. You know, that’s when I feel most sexy. Just adding more to my confidence as I watch myself, taking pictures and videos of myself, and touching myself…

The time is going and the night is falling as I’m still deciding on what to wear. Convincing myself that this is a great opportunity to get someone’s son to get me the chance to say, “trick or treat.” Trick me or treat me, either way, I want what he wants to give me. I went with the 70’s look, hair is curled, flared pants and all. It is getting a little more than chilly so I made sure I has a sweater to keep me warm. I had to stop and look at myself in the mirror. “Yeah, you look like you are about to hit the soul train line. I know that’s right.”

Finally gathering all the candy into the bowls and I’m already daydreaming of someone behind me as I open up a mini pack of skittles. Popping a few in my mouth as close my eyes and lean my head to the side, thinking his lips will touch me. Grinding my behind to his front, feeling his pole rubbing around and between my cheeks. I hope he comes as a ghost because right now it would fit my fantasy. It sure does look crazy swaying my hips to nothing but I promise you, it looks real… sexy.

Bending forward at the waist as if he was pushing his weight on me, reaching down to my legs and up my thighs. My fingers are slowly losing their grip and finding their way to fondle her drooling lips, just tempted to touch… her. When you get to feel her, she gets so sticky and warm in between. As much I can easily reach down there I can’t. I”m committed to this first night of Halloween, passing out the candy, and seeing smiles on some faces. But damn… let me see a face for me to have as a seat.

“Trick or Treat!” As you hear all the kids spread across the neighborhood. All while I do my best to ignore my thoughts and avoid imagining someone sneaking up on me to give me my treat. It’s dark but lit enough to see my figure and beauty. Someone come do me! I’m biting my lip, I’m getting excited. I have one last kid to greet before I call it a night and get my time in. The night was a success but not entirely. I didn’t find a seat and nobody to want to give me what my body needs.

After sitting in front of my porch and noticing there isn’t any more trick or treaters, I knew it was time to go in. As I’m turning my knob I hear someone calling my name but it was so faint, I assume it was people passing by down the street. As my hand swings back I immediately felt someone take a hold of my wrist and hide behind me. “You probably didn’t read my text, huh?” It was the words, the deep voice, the ominous yet subtle tone behind it. The chills that were sent through my body, felt so close enough to grabbing my soul… I’m throbbing. Feeling a figure, his figure behind me makes me so hungry for him to enter my world and shake it from down beneath. Look at me assuming I know this body.

Lips just enough to touch my ear he whispers for me to go inside and wait for him. Watching him walk away as I make my way in, funny enough he has a mask on and I honestly was hoping to laugh if he had dressed as a ghost, you know to fit my fantasy. Wouldn’t that be funny? I quickly ran inside to check my phone and to my surprise, he called and texted me saying he’ll be over to give me some treats. If you know what I mean.

I’m excited and my body is making me want to express so much how he somehow read me. Quickly tidying up and getting a blunt rolled for this night to get nasty in the dark. He comes up behind me, rubbing those lips against my ear saying, “boo!” This time I wasn’t scared but his arms were wrapped around me, feeling him grind up behind me. Let out those sighs of pleasure as he brings me close.

Taking my wrists, he places them behind my back and bends me over in front of my bed. Oh… he wants what I have and yes I’m giving it. Not moving and in position, he slowly gets me out of my clothes. Working from the waist down and then from the waist up. Reminding me to keep my hands behind me and to lay back down. Relax.

I’m feeling his tongue sending shockwaves through my body. Using his tongue to lick me whole especially letting me ride it. Sticking it in, oh he’s going deeper for my taste. The index and middle finger combo, rubbing my clit, I can tell you were working for it. He doesn’t know I got something I got to work for too. Just as I was going to take control, he pushed me back done and said, “This must not be enough.”

Ooh… this is unexpected.

Spreading me wide open and violently spit on my yoni. I felt it and immediately came after was his friend. My mouth is hung open but I couldn’t help but moan and let my body get decompressed. He cursed under his breath as soon as he got all of him deep in me. Squeezing my cheeks and slapping each one as he pushes and pulls in between it. Tempted to move my arms, I wanted a taste but he’s treating this pussy and I’m sure she’s grabbing it.

Dropping his weight on my back, he tells me to shh. Stroking me slower, pulling my leg up, hitting it at an angle. He’s giving what it’s supposed to give and I can’t help but cream all over him. Hearing him moan yes gave me nothing but confirmation that he succeeded. His rhyme is growing and I still haven’t put my tongue in it.

Flipping me on my back, my knees to my chest, and his treat in perfect eye view. Watching his waist pushed into mines while I feel my walls squeezing him in. My eyes are locked into his and I’m telling him I’m cumming. He chokes me and is still thrusting. He’s getting louder and he’s showing me he’s about to bust. I’m hoping he read my mind, I quickly opened my mouth, telling him I’m welcoming him of his nut.

He pulls out and I hang my head over the bed, feeling both his palms placed on my neck, just going at it. I can hear him groaning, I can tell his mouth is open because I’ve finally throat it. Slowing his pace, he pushes deep. With that final one, I can feel him jerking, dropping every bit of it. I was pleased, he didn’t know I was rubbing me wet. I had already came in between my fingers and now having that as seconds. He pulls and bends down to kiss me.

“You missed me?”

Took a moment to gather myself but I finally got up and told myself its time to smoke and now reminisce on what just happened. He lays next to me, took a couple of puffs, and knocked right out. I looked at the clocked and Halloween it’s over. It’s midnight and I’m glad that how I ended it, taking his energy and getting him to slumber. Who’s to say we can’t get a head start for turkey day.