Danny Boy - A Halloween Story - Sex Stories

Danny Boy - A Halloween Story

... and hid and listened while they made their plans. I knew where to be and what time to be there. It took some very powerful magic, but I looped time so that I could intercept all four of them in the same night. “The sisters were ancient, older even than me, but their magic hid their age and their ugliness. To a young man waiting beside the path, they were beautiful. Even to my eyes, the first sister was almost more than I could behold. She was walking naked in the starlight. Her skin was so white that even in that dimness, it seemed to shine. I knew that her hair was flaming red, but in the darkness it appeared almost black, especially between her legs. “She was waving her lantern from side to side in time with a song she was singing. The song was one the young men would know and spoke of a woman pining for her lover who had left her alone and lonely. As she approached, I stepped out onto the path. I had made m’self normal size, which in those days was about five foot, four. Since I can control the size of different parts of me body separately, I made what was important a little bigger than normal.” “Jeez, can you teach me how to do that?” I asked as I typed. He just laughed and continued his story. “She wasted no time and set her lantern on the ground and lay beside it. ‘Hurry,’ she said. ‘Me parents are not far behind.’ “That was a lie, but it made no difference to me. She spread her legs and I knelt between them. The scent of her arousal was almost overpowering, and ...

... probably would have overpowered a mortal. I plunged into her and in a short time we were both approaching that point where she would strike. Once a man starts to spurt, she transforms and continues to draw the seed– and his life, out of his body until there is nothing left but an empty husk. “I began to spurt and she transformed, but as soon as she transformed, she realized what I was. It was too late. She had opened herself to draw me seed and me life into her body, but instead it was me magic that flowed into her.” He looked up at me and his face was set in determination as if he were reliving the events he described. “Ye can’t kill a west country sister, but I took away her magic so she could never again transform back to her beautiful self. And then I banished her to the most far away and desolate land I could find.” The second sister had blonde hair that shimmered in the very dim starlight. She wasn’t carrying a turnip lantern, but was walking down the path like a young lass who was dawdling behind her family. When I stepped out onto the path, she turned, but it wasn’t to run. She bent over exposing that which men and women have in common. “The cheeks of her ass were round and plump and she wiggled them at me as she giggled and said, ‘Is this what ye’ve been seeking, laddie?’ “‘Aye,’ I answered. I knew that she had charmed many faithful husbands into her clutches, and now I knew how. There were many men who preferred that nether road to bliss but their wives would never allow ...