Halloween

This is a story that goes way back, to some years ago, during hallowing.  At that time, I lived by myself in a little house in the outskirts of a city, which together with around 14 more houses formed a little community, but big enough to celebrate Halloween without having to go the city. As such, activities such as Halloween decoration and trick or treat asking children went around the neighborhood every year. That year it was no different, and the Halloween vibe could be felt all around the neighborhood.

 

This one, however, was different for me. It was both terrifying and very pleasurable at the same time. I was getting ready for my Halloween night, I had prepared some popcorn and was ready to enjoy a horror movie marathon, but only after midnight of course, because I get so many kids ringing my bell early to ask for candy that I would be pausing the movies all the time.

 

I had bought 3 packs of candy to have something to give the kids when they came. As night started to fall, I saw from my window other houses starting to be lit up with lights, mostly coming from hand crafter pumpkin lamps spread around their front yard. Halloween was very lovely and atmospheric, a time of the year I enjoy a lot.

 

It was a cold autumn day, and that made me think that not many kids would come, but I was wrong. And I am glad I was wrong. The night started normally. I began to prepare some sandwiches for dinner, and kids began to ring my bell. I saw all kinds of costumes; from vampires to pirates to butterflies to princesses to hot dogs to frogs to ghosts and so on. The kids seemed to like the candy I bought.

 

The night went on as I watched TV, ate sandwiches, gave candy to the kids and watched Halloween cartoons on TV. Then, suddenly, at around 9:40 P.M, someone rang my doorbell. It was a bit odd, since I considered it was already too late for kids to be out playing, so I figured it may be some preteen who did not pass by my house earlier. Slightly confused, I stood up from my couch and went towards the door to see what was going on.

 

When I opened the door, a tall man wearing a face mask, a cape and a very royal attire was looking at me. The mask did not let me see his face, but I noticed he had beard so he was not a young kid. He pulled out a pumpkin shaped bag and put it in front of me. I filled it with what was left in my candy bowl, knowing no more kids would come. “You have a good costume” I said to him, trying to not sound confused, but I sure was. “Thanks, and thanks for the candy” he said, then left. I closed the door and locked it, ready to not open it anymore during the night.

 

Since the festivities were done, I went back to my den and turned off the lights, as I was ready to watch some horror movies. I had also eaten lots of candy, so in no way was I feeling any sort of drowsiness. I sat back with my bowl of popcorn, some candy and soda ready to drink. As the movie went on, I started to feel slightly scared. This is because, I live alone.

 

Very into the night, the movie was over and I popped in another blu-ray, then went to make some more popcorn to continue watching movies. As I walked back to the living room and sat down, I started the movie. I watched about 40 minutes, when suddenly, I heard a loud bang from the second floor, like coming from my bedroom. I paused the movie, picked up a bat and went upstairs slowly and scared.

 

I opened the door of my bedroom just to find the window opened. It surprised me, but I imagined it was the wind, so I just closed it. I looked around my bedroom and nothing was out of place, so I just went back downstairs. This is where the scary part kicks in; the movie I had left paused was no longer displayed on my TV.

 

I thought it was a problem of the DVD, but when I went to check, the disc was not in the tray. By now, I was scared. Someone had definitely taken the disc out. I grabbed my bat firmly and walked into the dark kitchen. When inside, I turned on the light and on the side of my eye I saw a figure sliding into the dining room from across the kitchen. I thought about going to the phone and calling the police, but I was fearing I would endanger myself by getting vulnerable using the phone.

 

I walked slowly into the dining room, and turned on the light. To my extreme surprise, I saw the masked guy who came before to ask for candy sitting on the end of the table, looking at me. “You? How did you get in here?” I asked him, looking at him more confused than I was when he showed up at my door. “Do not be scared” he said, slowly lifting his hand and touching his mask.

 

“How will I not? You just got into my house” I said back, angry. “Close your windows, then.” He said confidently. “I like you” he added. “You like me? Well, you’ve been labeled as a crazy stalked now, you know?” I said back aggressively. Then, he took off his mask slowly to reveal a very handsome face. Wonderful, masculine factions and penetrating green eyes that stared right into me. I flinched.

 

“Are you surprised? I do not look like a crazy stalker, do I?” He said, then stood up from his seat and started walking towards me slowly. As he got closer to me, I began to walk backwards, hitting the wall without realizing it was there. He stood in front of me and held me against it, then kissed me on the lips. It was a soft, passionate kiss that I really liked. I was in shock, but I just gave in and continued to kiss him.

 

He held me against the wall and put his crotch against mine, since we were roughly the same height. He was already hard, and that did turn me on. He bent down and took my pants off, grabbing my cock and stroking it gently. “Do not be scared or else you won’t have fun” he said mockingly as he proceed to swallow my dick. He continued to suck it until I was hard.

 

He stood up and we undressed at the same pace, then he held me up and sat me down on top of my dining table. He bent down and began to rim my ass, getting me loose in moments by fingering as he licked it. He stood up, stared into my eyes with his beautiful green eyes and then penetrated me in a single motion, then proceed to thrust into me slowly and sensually.

 

He started to speed up as we continued fucking, and I was moaning in pleasure. “Trick or treat?” he said as he bent down to kiss me while fucking me. That was really hot. “I’m going to come” he said, then pulled out and signaled me to suck on his dick. I got down on my knees and sucked him off, eventually getting him to come into my mouth. He pulled me out and kissed me after I swallowed it, then he knelt down and began sucking me.

 

He gave me a very sensual head, playing with the tip of my penis using his tongue and stroking me gently. Moments later, he made me come inside his mouth and he swallowed my entire load. He stood up and we continued to kiss, then he sat me down on the chair and began to dress before me. “A nice Halloween” he said, putting on his clothes.

 

“Unusual one” I said, stroking my dick as he dressed up. “Are you going to leave?” I asked, now with slight worry. “Indeed. It’s time to” he said, and I frowned. As soon as he was done dressing up, he hit the back of my head and I fell unconscious, naked on the chair. I woke up when the sunlight coming from the window hit my eyes in the morning.

 

I looked around and he was nowhere to be seen. I picked up and put on my boxers that laid on the floor, the same mess from last night still there telling me that the surprise sex really did happen. I checked my entire house and saw everything was left untouched, so he just put me to sleep and then left. That was probably my best Halloween yet. I never saw the masked lover again, however.