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For His Own Good

          I am getting ready for a date when I hear a frantic knock at my door. It’s your wife and she is terribly upset with you. What the fuck has he done this time, I wonder?  This is now getting annoying and cutting into my play time. 

We chat while I finish my makeup and drink some wine. She tells me that all he does is talk about me. He just can’t seem to believe I would do such things to his cock, if he doesn’t behave.

I tell her to come over around 12 am, and that I will be home by then. I do wonder why he thinks the two of them are visiting at 12 am?  His ego is so inflated, he more than likely thinks we both want to fuck him. How fucking amusing he is.

I am annoyed, but I did promise.  Any excuse to take a man down to his knees.

They both arrive and it’s hard not to laugh at the things he is saying. He is strutting around like a prize stud. We both lead him to my bedroom. He gets even more excited seeing the plastic sheet on my bed. Silly man thinks it’s for the very messy sex we’ll have. 

He is naked now and restrained to my bed. His wife is so excited, she is fingering her pussy. Fucking him has never gotten her that wet before. I ask her if she wants to do it? She cums, smiles and then takes my knife from my hand.  Oh dear, what a mess she just made. 

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Written By: Brianna
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Accomplice Wanted

You are feeling sort of restless, a bit uneasy because you don’t understand the freaky thoughts you have been having. No worries, I’ve dealt with dirty, nasty, violent, twisted thoughts my whole life. I could use a worthy accomplice to come play with me.

First of course, I need to know what your pleasure is? Is it younger girls or boys, is it blood sports, are you thinking about raping your hot but dull neighbor? I have all those dirty fucking thoughts and so much more. Trust me, after a session with me, you’ll never think you’re extreme again.

You still thinking your thoughts and inclinations are still hotter and more violent than mine? Cool! Give me a shout, and prove me wrong.

 

 

Written By: Fetishista Frankie
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You Can’t Fix Crazy

But, you can having amazing sex with it! I am all about lovin, and fucking Mr. J.  He is my fucking everything! Trust me, my alone time with him is for everyone’s safety. Sometimes a girl just needs a hot, violent, and crazy fuck.

Now where is he?

I finally find him, and he is in an alley way talking shit with The Riddler.  I have needs, and have no time for boys games. I kick The Riddler in his huge balls, and he runs off like a pussy.

Mr. J suggests we go to his warehouse, but I am ready now. I want it right here in the alley. He pulls me to the ground by my pigtails. No other man would ever get away with that. Fuck, his dick is just so good. You know, some of the best moments in life you just can’t tell anyone else about. Sex with Mr. J is one of those moments.

He rips off my top, then my skirt. He grabs my thong, and rips it off. My hands are against the alley way wall, as we violently fuck. We finish and I need to run off.

Keep crazy and Kiss your Puddin”   xx Harley

 

 

Written By: Harleyhttp://theklassykat.com/user_images/tkk_harley.jpg
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Heartless

 http://www.smittenkittens.net/Journal/wp-content/uploads/2021/02/Untitled.png It’s almost that day again. What-fucking-ever.  I wonder if men will ever understand that giving me their heart means something else to me. My dark little heart loves collecting hearts, just not how you would imagine.

We go out to an amazing dinner. I tell you I want us both to be totally sober for tonight, so no booze. I need your heart pure and clean. I tease you, flirt with you, even take your hand. You pay the check, and we go to a hotel room. You are surprised I picked such a dark, old, sort of scary hotel. I explain that it’s the perfect atmosphere for our first time. At this point, you would do anything for me, and trust me you fucking will.

    The room is dimly lit, with black candles set up in a pentagram shape. You lay in the middle, and I cut off your clothes. You won’t be needing them now.

You hear rather odd music. You don’t care, you just want to touch, kiss and fuck me. You look around the room and see shadows. I hand you a little pill. I tell you it will enhance our fucking. I straddle over you in a big, shiny knife in my hand. The pill is making you see and feel things more intense. Maybe too intense for you. 

I am kissing you and biting you. As I trace the knife around your heart, you hear chanting. You think it’s the pill. Maybe I gave you some LSD.  Another form is hovering over you. You wonder if I set up a threesome with another hot ass chick. You wonder if you can even keep a hard-on. You feel something, like a sharp pain, maybe a sting of some sort. We both hold your heart in our hands. 

Happy Valentines Day Losers

   

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Oink For Torrie

I have a new caller and he snorts just like a piggy when he is excited. It is so fucking funny! Next time we talk I am going to let my friends listen in. Don’t tell! Until our call, he had no idea that he was a cock-sucking, shit piggy that loves all my fluids. I mean all of them! His favorite is my slimy green snot.

He doesn’t touch himself on our calls, because that would be just disrespectful. His words, not mine. The oink sounds though? I laughed so hard I almost snorted. Maybe my snorts would have given him more of my precious green snot. LMFAO!  I ‘m wondering now if he even has a winky because he never mentions it.

I wonder what he likes more? Cock or my slimy green snot? Not to mention my hard shit grapes that he roots for just like a Truffle Piggy.  I promised him I would stuff my cute little mouth with a whole lot of chili fries to give him what he really craves. That would be my wet, smelly, sloppy brown shower.

I didn’t mention yet his experience with cocks. That is because he is just now figuring out he is a cock sucking fag. For now, it’s all about my tasty shit, pee, cum and snot. A virtual buffet for the oinker.

 

Written By: Teen Torrie
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Mean Girls Burn Especially On Halloween

       Guess who the fuck is coming over for my Halloween party? You are going to just love this. It is the boring fat bitch who always tries to be friends with us. Remember on your birthday you fucked her and she oinked like a pig? 

I have a devious and twisted plan for Halloween night. Don’t I always? I am going to tell her you will be there and really want to see her. I will even tell her you have a thing for her. I’m telling her to dress in a sexy, latex nurse uniform. Imagine all the fat rolls in that? I’m going to have lots of food and you know she won’t be able to resist. I’m even going to tell her I have a girl crush on her and just can’t wait to sink my lips into all that fat.

When you arrive, she is giving me a lap dance. Well, at least attempting too.  You act so impressed by her. You also leave my front door open. You tell her how perfect she is and suggest she eat a little more. You squeeze her fat rolls and slowly undress her. I’m trying not to laugh as you roll your eyes when you look my way. You’re fucking her fat ass face when we hear the laughter. 

10 more of my friends have shown up for the party. They guys make remarks about how hot she is and they wish they could have a turn. I talk her into letting them gang bang her fat ass. She hesitates but knows if she wants to be friends with mean girls she has no choice. We’re laughing and drinking as we listen to her making pig sounds. 

This Halloween party with Harley and her mean friends.

 

 

Written By: Harleyhttp://theklassykat.com/user_images/tkk_harley.jpg
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A Dark, Quiet Hotel

   

   It began as a rather boring night. My hotel is usually packed with Halloween parties, but not this year.  It was just me at reception, and a few of the staff. No room service, but when asked nicely, I will help our guest with their needs.

We had a handful of people with reservations due to arrive soon. It was storming out, and the lights were flickering. After our last quests checked in, I locked us in for the night and went to my room. 

I was just about to enjoy a hot bubble bath and a glass of wine when the lights went out. I lite some candles and got in the tub. My cell was by my side in case any of the guests needed me. I was toweling off when a frantic guest called me.

I dressed and went to find him. I was very confused since as far as I knew there was no guest in room 333. I knocked with no answer. I knocked yet again, then let myself in. Still no one. 

I could see what the problem might be. The sheets on his bed looked horrible. Gray with red streaks. What in the world? I grabbed some clean ones and began changing his sheets. I thought I heard someone there. There was no one in the room but me. Then I felt hands on my body, as my face was pushed into the mattress. I was getting rather annoyed. I was getting a very needed hard, hot fucking but with whom? Whenever I would turn to look, there was no one there. He pounded me till I could barely walk. It was one of the best fucks I have ever had.

I woke up in room 333 alone. I was sore, wet, and cum was dripping from all my holes. The lights were back on. I went to my room to clean up before going to reception.  I checked the books, inquired about the man in 333.  Much to my surprise, I was told there was no room 333.

No Halloween plans? Spend it with me, and give me the ghost fuck of my life. 

 

Written By: Valentina
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When A Hot Fetish Chick Asks You Out On Halloween

                    Aren’t you the lucky little fucker.  You were asked out by a fetish chick. You can’t believe your incredible luck. You have tried for years, and I always say “fuck no”. 

You’re feeling pretty fucking proud of yourself. You buy new clothes, get a fleek haircut, and you ask my friends where you should take me. They tell you I love romantic kid friendly restaurants with no booze. My friends are so evil, and you’re so gullible. 

                     You arrive at my house with flowers and candy. Candy? You bring me candy? You’re confused because I’m not dressed to go out. You think maybe you have the wrong night. Then you get this glimmer of hope that I’m dressed for a night in with you. What did one of your friends say? They made a joke about never going out with a hot, unusual chick on Halloween because you might end up a sacrifice. You laugh, and you’re feeling pretty happy with yourself. A hot chick, lingerie and a night in. That has to mean sex. You’re now strutting around and feeling super proud. 

          We go into a dark room lite with black candles.  There’s plastic on the hardwood floor. I tell you it’s for when I do body painting. You’re intrigued when I demand you strip. You wonder if I’m going to paint you, fuck you or both. You mention that my painting supplies look dangerous. You nervously laugh. I shed my clothes. With my painting tool in my hand, I mount you.  You can’t believe this. No foreplay? Just hot, wild fucking? My eyes go wild, they’re red and glowing. You see I am holding a knife, not a painting tool. Your heart is beating so fast, you feel my hot cunt grab your cock as I cum.  The blade is sharp, cold and scary. You assume it’s a Halloween joke. I slash your throat, and bathe in your hot, deep red blood.

          If a hot fetish chick asks you out on Halloween, you can be sure you’re a blood sacrifice. Happy Murder Day. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Brianna Unhinged

     Sometimes I can get a bit carried away when it comes to my deviant sexual behavior.  When I meet a handsome new man, I really try and behave.  Of course, girls will be girls.

When I see big, fat shaved balls and a big thick cock, I just have the insatiable desire to wack it right off. Once the men get used to the idea that they can only please me with their mouths, they sort of give into the idea.

Maybe that isn’t exactly true. Once they’re restrained, they realize they have no choice. Then comes the begging and crying.  Music to my twisted little soul.

The most useful part of Halloween is that they think it is part of my act. My implements of torture just go with my costume. They’re even up for going to a dirty, trashy, abandoned building with me. It’s all fantasy till someone gets hurt bad!

  We have a few drinks together and I take you away in handcuffs. You’re getting into the spirit, and willingly go with me. I take us to a very bad part of town. We go into an old abandoned asylum. I tease you, flirt with you and soon I have you strapped to an old hospital bed. You see different tools on an old table. They’re dirty, rusted and bloody. 

You’re starting to get very scared as you realize this isn’t for fun anymore. The first cut makes you scream, the second cut makes you pass out. Aren’t you the pussy. I slap you till you’re awake and resume my castration. 

   Happy Halloween. Say goodbye to your manhood. 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Too Mysterious Men and A Dark Night

   Most people when they associate Halloween with hospitals get a very creepy feeling. That is what many scary movies go for. A killer loose in a hospital doing who knows what. Not me, I find Halloween very sexy and so much fun. 

I volunteer at a small, old downtown hospital. During the day, I’m all sweetness and light, but once the kids are sleeping, it’s my turn to bring fun to all the people stuck in the hospital. Men and women alike, of course. 

There was a lovely young couple in the first room I visited. It was the husband’s birthday, but he was stuck in bed with a broken leg. The pain pills made him very talkative, and said just what was on his mind. He mentioned he always wanted to see his young wife with a hot older woman. That would be quite the treat for me.

While she sat in the chair, I gave her a slow lap dance. By the sounds of the husband’s breathing, he was really enjoying the show. 

I helped him to the chair and she sat on the bed. She was a little shy, but my hands, hot mouth and dildo had her begging for more. I coaxed her to give her hot, young husband a blow job while I watched. 

  When she was done, I told them to have a lovely night, grabbed my leather bag , and went to see who else needed my assistance. I went into the hallway and the lights flickered. “Oh no, this could be very bad”. I felt a hot breath on my neck, and a hand covered my mouth. I was dragged into a dark, empty hospital room.

There were two men, and by the look in their steel blue, cold eyes they were about to have me for dinner. I could tell that wasn’t the only thing like steel. There was nothing I could do to break free, so I might as well enjoy it. I came so many times that I passed out. I woke up to bite marks, a few bruises, a sore but satisfied pussy and no real memory of that night.

Do you have a sexy fantasy for Halloween that you would like to give a try?  Don’t be shy, spill it all. 

 

Written By: Suzanne
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