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WINNERS ANNOUNCED! A 70-word Erotic Halloween/Horror/Thriller Writing Challenge (now through Oct 31st)

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"Lay beneath a willow, forest deep," her mother said. "It's your time."
The Hallow's moon guided her. There she slept.
At a wolf's howl, she awoke to fiery fingers caressing her naked body.
Veiled women surrounded her, circling, chanting, teasing and taunting her flesh.
One after another they feasted upon her open sex until her body arched in climax, then all was darkness.

She'd need wear white vestments no more.

Love this one!

Quote by Down4anything23

Wow Kistin- amazing

Thank you, too kind. I hope it meets the criteria

Theyā€™d met at the Halloweā€™en ball - he was tall, pale, and devastatingly handsome, and stood out in his long cape and white shirt. The moment their eyes had locked, she was lost. She couldnā€™t resist, she had to take him home.

Later, as he lifted his head from between her legs, she could see blood dripping from his fanged mouth.

ā€œGood news dear, your periodā€™s arrived,ā€ he mumbled.

Quote by QuickeningPulse

Theyā€™d met at the Halloweā€™en ball - he was tall, pale, and devastatingly handsome, and stood out in his long cape and white shirt. The moment their eyes had locked, she was lost. She couldnā€™t resist, she had to take him home.

Later, as he lifted his head from between her legs, she could see blood dripping from his fanged mouth.

ā€œI think your periodā€™s arrived,ā€ he mumbled.

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Love this one!

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Quote by kistinspencil

She'd need wear white vestments no more.

Fantastic as usual!

Cumming Terror

Grunting, his naked back arched up as her mouth slithered up and down his cock. His balls ached, and he was so close ā€¦ so close! ā€¦ but he couldn't quiteā€¦

"Cum for me," she whispered, "Once and foreverā€¦"

Fighting up, he tried to push her awayā€¦

Then his balls clenched, and he came to cackling laughter as his body died, abandoning his cringing spirit.

An incredibly talented, but modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!

I've made love to Helen and Tammy and Greta and Finch,

And Esther, so big, couldn't move her an inch,

I had Barbara, who asked why I took her away,

And Penny, who died, the very same day.

There was Olga, the Russian who played the trombone,

And now all I've got is a dress of their bones.

Deepest space. Darkness. Alone.

Abducted, bound.

Arms above, legs splayed.

Vulnerable, exposed.

Accessible.

Anticipation, fear, dread.

And, arousal.

Suddenly!

An alien. Examination.

Unsolicited, warm, vibrating, oozing, throbbing.

Touches face, breasts, exploring, indecent.

Intimate.

Now more. Aliens.

Obscene. Searching. Caressing. Everywhere.

Moving lower, between legs, two, inside, both.

Probing. Pulsating. Penetrating.

Slippery, smooth, licentious. In. Out.

Wet, writhing, wanton.

Sheā€¦

 

ā€œHannah! Hurry up. Youā€™ll be late for college.ā€

 

ā€œOk, coming Mum.ā€

At the Halloween party, the strobe lighting made a monstrous montage; Murder victims, mummies and masked chainsaw wielders.

At the bar, I met a tall, handsome guy dressed like a vampire. We kissed after thirty minutes. Two hours later, we were undressing.

Iā€™d assumed they went for the neck, a fatal error. 

I was enjoying the oral sex. A stinging pain, like a doctorā€™s needle, to my left thigh. Lost. 

Halloween. The anniversary already. 

I'm crying, but for the first time since the accident I'm horny. Is this normal? I unearth my dildo from the drawer. 

I imagine your beautiful cock, and how I would look into your eyes as I came. As I build towards climax I feel something shift inside, like the glass has softened slightly.

I open my eyes, see your blue ones. 'I'm here', you say.

Quote by QuickeningPulse

Theyā€™d met at the Halloweā€™en ball - he was tall, pale, and devastatingly handsome, and stood out in his long cape and white shirt. The moment their eyes had locked, she was lost. She couldnā€™t resist, she had to take him home.

Later, as he lifted his head from between her legs, she could see blood dripping from his fanged mouth.

ā€œGood news dear, your periodā€™s arrived,ā€ he mumbled.

Wait a minute here... red cape? Superman? blue shirt surely not white.

At the curio shop, the tattered old book of "spells" had somehow called to her though she did not believe in such things.

By her fireplace in the evening, she began turning through and skimming one then another. Finally, one titled "Ultimate Pleasure" caught her eye and she read it aloud.

The fire suddenly blazed higher - and that's when she felt multiple tentacles begin to penetrate her openings.

Quote by lynnwitt

At the curio shop, the tattered old book of "spells" had somehow called to her though she did not believe in such things.

By her fireplace in the evening, she began turning through and skimming one then another. Finally, one titled "Ultimate Pleasure" caught her eye and she read it aloud.

The fire suddenly blazed higher - and that's when she felt multiple tentacles begin to penetrate her openings.

OOooo! TENATACLE sex! In 70 words, no less.

And no more.

Well done, Lynn!

An incredibly talented, but modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!

Times have changed since my last Samhain out and about.

ā€˜Somethingā€™s off. You should be wetting yourself by now.ā€™

ā€˜I am! See?ā€™

ā€˜You should be whimpering and quivering.ā€™

ā€˜Make me!ā€™

Argh! ā€˜Iā€™m not tricking you!ā€™

ā€˜Oh, but Iā€™m dying to treat you!ā€™

Indeed, you are.

ā€˜Will you have me already?ā€™

ā€˜You should be making it hard for me.ā€™

ā€˜Well, I'm trying!ā€™

ā€˜Tempting. Too bad I don't play with my food.ā€™

Curiosity is one of those insatiable passions that grow by gratification.

Iā€™m really enjoying these! Thanks for participating! ā¤ļø

Quote by KimmiBeGood

Iā€™m really enjoying these! Thanks for participating! ā¤ļø

An interesting mix, too and more please!

Thank you for the instigation, Kimmi!

Emma was curled in her chair reading a steamy Lesbian romance when the doorbell rang. It was her lover Jane.

"What on Earth are you doing here?" Emma exclaimed.

"Being horny as Hell!", grinned Jane.

No more encouragement was needed.

After both had cum repeatedly they lay in the afterglow,

Emma's phone rang.

It was Jane's father. "Emma, Jane died in an auto accident two hours ago."

Great writing! Which is your entry, Lynn? The 1st or 2nd? Only 1 entry per person. šŸ˜Š

Quote by KimmiBeGood

Great writing! Which is your entry, Lynn? The 1st or 2nd? Only 1 entry per person. šŸ˜Š

Oh drat! I forgot about that! So sorry!

I'll go with the second, then.

Jacques gasped, swearing to never pick up at a Halloween party again.

"Ƈa suffit..."

A shadowy figure astride him, in a black taffeta gown. Pale shoulders glistened. On her head, a pumpkin with glowing eyes.

He had long since given up his seed nevertheless she remained mounted, riding on and on.

Finally, her body began to shake.

The pumpkin threw back a broad, carved grin and emitted a manic cackle.

After the contest, I'd like to see this forum continue just for the fun and challenge.

ā€œEveryone started eons ago, Mom!ā€

ā€œIrks my intuition, Faith; no hijinks, limited candy!ā€

With mom tricked, Faithā€™s Halloween treat was the almost-sluttyā€”undies optionalā€”outfit in Mandyā€™s wardrobe.

Mandy began at the foreboding Gothic mansion; Faith blushed, entranced by Lilithā€™s black leather corset. ā€œTrick ā€¦ā€ 

Her friend interrupted, ā€œOr naughty treat!ā€

With randy Mandy fucked, Miss Lilithā€™s toy-filled dungeon seduced the virgin trick-or-treater into her dissolute sapphic, albeit sugar-free, coven.

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ā€œI love how Halloween brings out the slutty side of everyone,ā€ Julie giggled, her hand brushing her boyfriend Chadā€™s hardening cock.

ā€œIt must be because no one knows who we are behind the masks,ā€ she whispered, dropping to her knees.

It was as spurts of cum filled her mouth that Chad appeared in the doorway.

ā€œJulie.. is that you?ā€ looking from the identically dressed masked cowboy to the slutty vampire.



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Quote by deviantsusie

ā€œI love how Halloween brings out the slutty side of everyone,ā€ Julie giggled, her hand brushing her boyfriend Chadā€™s hardening cock.

ā€œIt must be because no one knows who we are behind the masks,ā€ she whispered, dropping to her knees.

It was as spurts of cum filled her mouth that Chad appeared in the doorway.

ā€œJulie.. is that you?ā€ looking from the identically dressed masked cowboy to the slutty vampire.



I think "Oops!" is the right comment here.

Nicely done, Susie!

An incredibly talented, but modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!

Quote by deviantsusie

ā€œI love how Halloween brings out the slutty side of everyone,ā€

Yes it does! Well done you

Halloween again, his favorite day of the year. He watched the parade of costumed coeds flow in and out of the bars.

This year he hunted for a nurse.

Fingers caressed the switchblade in his pocket, fantasizing about slicing a skimpy white dress off his prey. Cock stiffening at thoughts of blood coating his hands.

He spotted one, stumbling toward the alley, alone.

This would be her last Halloween.

On Halloween morning, in an ancient library, a grimoire opens by itself. A curious reader whispers "Inlustris daemon, veni ad me" summoning a lust demon. Their bodies intertwine, their moans and gasps echoing. The librarian, knowing the ritual, closes the book, trapping her cries for "more" within its pages. The librarian smiles, reminiscing about her own journey through that unimaginable world of pleasure now being experienced by the reader.

A Halloween-themed escape room! What fun! Until we three girls got locked inside finding no clues, puzzles to solve, nor instructions. Just three big pumpkins sitting on the floor, and three empty coat-hangers on a rack. We were trapped in there for hours, until Janet removed all her clothes, hung them on a hanger and filled her wet pussy with a pumpkin stem. We followed. CLICK! We're free!