"Oh no! I am definitely gonna be late for the company's Halloween party. Mr. Gordon will probably glare the hell out of my soul." Scrambling the last of my messed-up self together, I jump into a black dress and a pair of shoes with whiskers on them while snickering to myself. Quite happy with my makeup, which makes me look more like a homeless beauty and less like a witch, I make my way towards my car. Driving towards the...

Amanda went over to Richard's house and saw a pumpkin on the front porch that lit up and said, "Please do come in! We're all dying to see you!" After that pumpkin laughed, the front door opened, and Richard's wife, Laurette, smiled at Amanda and said, "Well? You heard the pumpkin. Don't be shy." But once inside, Amanda was led by Laurette to one bedroom where they saw Richard thrusting his cock deep into the pussy of Aman...

There she was, sitting on her front porch, trick-or-treaters have long finished emptying her basket. She's still dressed as a sexy warewolf. The chill of the light October breeze brought goosebumps to her skin, her skin glowing orange from the spooky candlelit pumpkin carvings. Watching through the window is her boyfriend, in absolute control of the sex toy buried deep, slowly pulsing and vibrating between her legs all ni...

“Sweet Pumpkin,” I whimper, Jack’s fingers ghosting over my bare skin. “Are you my treat?” He teases me further, a fingertip dusting over my exposed nipple. “Or is this a trick?” His fingertips now twist said nipple, making me yelp, completely in his control. I lick my lips. “No tricks.” “Good,” He rewards me with a sticky kiss, his tongue candy-coated in desire. I match his heated energy. He slides his hand further still...

Monsters stirred on Devil’s Night. The ivory white of the full moon shone on tombstones as plentiful as pumpkins in a pumpkin patch. The monstrous roar of the Jackal signaled it found its victim for breeding. Bent over the ancient gravestone, Vampire Drusilla moaned her pleasure song. Her lavender dress, clawed away. Her raven hair, wrenched back by the fistful. Tonguing the points of her fangs, Drusilla’s bountiful breas...

Within the ethereal shadows of All Hallows' Eve, their bodies intertwined with an intoxicating, all-consuming rhythm. His lips, a cauldron of desire, met hers in a spellbinding kiss. The flickering candlelight revealed the sultry curves of her costume, each touch unraveling layers of inhibition. Her Pumpkin-scented seduction lingered in the air, as the garden witnessed a symphony of whispered cravings. Beneath the moon's...

The pumpkin latte was atrocious but Walter always came back for more. Judith was to blame, a cute barista whose auburn hair and sunlit freckles made every man in the neighborhood salivate. Everyone was eager to try their luck, but she just led them on with smiles and winks.... until Halloween Eve. That day, the coffee shop opened early, and dozens of horny males poured in. Once inside, they stood to attention, whipped out...

The witch opened the door and stood there. “Trick or Treat,” I said, hoping I hadn’t misunderstood. Her black robe fell away, revealing the toned, naked body I had lusted over for years. We embraced and kissed passionately as I lifted her onto the hall table; my hard cock found her opening, and we fucked hard and fast. Every thrust shook the table until finally, I came hard, the final thrust knocking the carved pumpkin of...