Danny Boy - A Halloween Story - Sex Stories

Danny Boy - A Halloween Story

... it, and here she was on Dark Night offering it to me bold as brass. I leaned over her and grabbed her breasts. She was slick with sweat or grease or both and I slid easily into her. She bucked back against me like a foal gamboling through a pasture. Again, just as I started to spurt, she transformed from her sleek beauty into the horrible hag she truly was. And again, she realized that I was the hunter, not the hunted. She screeched out a scream that would have awakened the dead to defend her if they had been allowed to hear it, but me magic was already within her and her powers were all but gone. I banished her to join her sister. “The third sister had auburn hair that appeared absolutely black in the dim starlight of Dark Night. She was carrying two turnip lanterns and swinging them in wide arcs so that they almost appeared to form a smile in the air in front of her. Her skin was darker than her sisters’ and she was barely visible in the faint light. When I stepped onto the path, however, she smiled, and her brilliant white teeth seemed to glow in the light of the lanterns she then held close to her breast. “‘I know what you want,’ she said with a very throaty voice that was almost as deep as a man’s. Then she knelt on the path in front of me.” He looked at me as though he were embarrassed and said, “I’d never had a woman... or sprite... or faerie... or any being... take me into their mouths before. It almost distracted me at a time that I could not afford to be ...

... distracted, but I recovered m’self just in time and sent me magic into her mouth along with me seed. “Luckily, I also used me magic to protect m’self because when she reverted to her hag self, she attempted to bite down on me with her scraggly teeth.” He crossed his arms and huffed, “She joined her sisters.” He jumped up onto my desk and reduced himself back to his miniature size and sat once again upon the computer mouse at the edge of the desk. “The fourth sister,” he said, “was a problem.” He sighed. “Ye may have noticed that one sister used the sex God gave her, one used her arse, and one used her mouth. The fourth sister used none of those. As I stepped into the path, she came up to me and started sliding her hands over all me body. She was flowing magic out of her fingers... I could tell because it was having a wonderful effect on me maleness. I had to concentrate to keep from letting it grow too big. Then she slipped around behind me and reached under me arms to grab me engorged prick. “Her hands were greased with something, and she slipped them up and down while pressing herself into me back. As she moaned and writhed behind me, I realized that she was planning to spill me seed onto the path while she took me life by biting me on the neck and sucking the blood from me body.” He crossed his legs and shook his head and took a long draw from his pipe. “I thought I was a goner,” he said. “But I have magic fingers, too. I pulled me arms around to me back and started rubbing her ...