Ghost Riders in the Halloween Sky - A Halloween Story - Sex Stories

Ghost Riders in the Halloween Sky - A Halloween Story

... evidently those who did see her thought she was a mannequin for some sort of Halloween display. When they got out onto the interstate, however, Delia would pull up alongside a truck and blow her horn. Then she would pull forward slowly until Shirley was brightly illuminated by the truck’s headlight. A couple of quick blasts of the truck’s horn indicated the trucker appreciated the show. From the screams and sobs coming from the back, Shirley did not.

Shirley was afraid when one trucker followed them up the exit at Desert Center, but when Delia turned north on 177, the trucker blew one long blast on his horn and went across the highway and back down onto I-10.

After they passed through the small town, things became a nightmare... a real nightmare. Shirley was screaming constantly as nightmare things happened all around her. In her nightmare, they were still out in the desert but there were hundreds of large cows– cattle actually– running alongside the Jeep. The cattle looked strange, and it wasn’t just that they were old-fashioned long horns. Their eyes looked almost like they were on fire. And they were keeping up with Delia’s crazy high-speed driving.

Then a horse galloped up alongside. The horse’s eyes weren’t the only thing that were on fire. It was as if it was totally made of fire. A man in a Devil costume was riding it. He reached over into the truck bed and smiled at Shirley. “I am not here for you, innocent one,” he said softly and touched her in the center ...

... of the forehead. Then he touched the Jeep.

“Damn,” Delia said as the engine coughed and the white Gladiator slowly rolled to a stop.

“What is that?” Tawleena yelled, pointing out the window at the huge herd of cattle that now surrounded the Jeep.

“It’s just some cattle,” Delia said. “This is open range.”

“But you can almost see through them,” Susana said. “And their eyes are on fire.”

“That’s my herd,” a gentle voice said from just outside Delia’s window. “Cowpokes that end up coming to me spend eternity trying to round them up.”

“What?” Frederika almost screamed as she saw the man in the Devil costume.

“But I have kept up with the times,” the Devil said. “Now my fellow demons and I also have fun chasing naughty girls like you across the sky.”

Four fiery horses galloped up to the side of the Jeep. “These are your mounts,” he said with a wide grin. “As you can see, I have taken special care that you don’t fall off. There are three saddle horns. One in the regular place to which I will tie your hands. And then two in the center of the saddle.” He laughed loudly and said, “I think you know where those horns go.” Then he pointed lower on the horse and said, “And of course, your feet will be bound in the stirrups.”

“This can’t be,” Delia said angrily.

“Oh, yes, it can,” the Devil said with another laugh. “Normally it would take years for stupid bitches like you to firmly bind yourselves to me and end up here. But you have insisted on using powerful ...