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I grabbed my bowl of candy on my side table, then crouched down to their levels and dropped a full-sized candy bar into each of their buckets. After they ran down my front walkway together, their parents waved and thanked me for them.
Smiling back, I stood up and watched them skip to the next house. My gaze drifted to a tall man dressed in a blue-gray janitor’s jumpsuit and a completely white mask with a wooden ax in his hand.
He stared back from across the street, then turned away. I bit back a smirk. Cory was supposed to be over soon, and he had given me a glimpse of his costume that he planned to wear tonight over text: a picture of his veiny hand gripping an ax.
Was he teasing me tonight?
I shut the door and pressed my back against it, the heat growing between my thighs. Cory had just been a fling that I met up with a couple times a week–not someone who I’d actually consider dating–but damn did he have good dick.
Another knock came at the front door. I placed the bowl of candy down on the side table and straightened myself out, tucking some hair behind my ear and unbuttoning a button on my shirt to give myself a bit more cleavage.
When I pulled the door open, Cory stood outside with his head tilted to the side in that white mask of his. “Trick or treat,” he said, his voice deep and gruff as he stepped into my house. He shut the door behind himself and ran the sharp edge of the ax up the column of my throat, then used it to lift my chin. “Give me something good to eat tonight, Blue.”
A giggle escaped my lips at his nickname that he had given me when we were in high school. I gripped him by his janitor’s jumpsuit and tugged him to the couch, falling back onto it and pulling him down with me.
We hadn’t been sleeping together for that long, but this costume tonight was the sexiest thing he had ever worn over. Even sexier than all those damn suits he dressed in for work and those tight v-necks he had for the gym.
And to top it all off… I might’ve had a bit of a mask kink.
Getting fucked by a someone in a mask, not being able to see their face, sleeping with a man who might be the ugliest mother fucker alive… God, I didn’t know why but it turned me the hell on. But it did.
Like usual, he slid his hands down my body and then in between my legs. I moaned and arched my back, spreading my thighs to give him better access. Halloween night was my favorite for many reasons.
This being one of them.
Instead of rubbing my clit like he usually did, he roughly grabbed my hips and ripped off my panties, forced me to rest my legs on his shoulders and buried his face between my thighs. He stuffed three long fingers into my mouth and lifted his mask enough to place his warm lips on my aching cunt.
“I guess I get a treat tonight too,” I moaned.
He never ate my pussy.
His stubble tickled my inner thighs as he flicked his tongue against my clit. I arched my back as the pressure built inside of me, then I shoved a hand through his dark hair, a moan escaping my lips.
He held my hips in the air and shoved his fingers deeper into my mouth, making me gag and slobber all over them. He skillfully moved his tongue faster and harder until I squirmed underneath him. My legs trembled, and I squeezed my eyes closed.
I stared down at the masked man, teetering on the edge of an orgasm. With his free hand, he flicked my nipple through my shirt, and I lost complete control, loud moans escaping my mouth and my body flailing as an orgasm rippled through me.
“Oh, god,” I moaned, gripping his hair and grinding my pussy against his face to pleasure myself. I didn’t even believe in a higher being, but… “God. God. God. God. God. God. God!” I bucked my hips as my pussy pulsed and drooled all over his face.
After growling against my pussy, he pulled down his mask to cover his face and then tugged me into the air and on top of him so I straddled his waist. I curled my fingers into his shoulders, the pleasure still drifting through my body, and ground my pussy against the enormous bulge in his janitor’s jumpsuit.
He reached between us, undid a zipper, and whipped out his dick. Once he seized my hips, he slammed me down onto him, his cock slipping into me and stretching me out more than it usually did.
He felt so big tonight that it actually… hurt a bit.
“Too big for you?” he asked, voice even more gruff.
I whined and tightened around him, still adjusting. He wrapped his arms underneath mine and gripped my shoulders, pulling me even further onto him until his balls were flush against my dripping pussy.
“T-T-Too m-much,” I whimpered, trying to lift myself back off him.
For a moment, he resisted, but then he loosened his grip on me. I lifted myself up so six whole inches slipped out but three were still buried in my pussy, then I dropped back down onto him, threw my head back, and moaned.
“Holy… fuck!”
I bounced on his dick and stared into the empty mask eyes, my pussy tightening. The pressure rose in my core again, and I gripped his hair hard in my hand and tugged it back. Cory held my hips steady and pounded up into me, meeting me every time.
“Fuck,” he grunted into his mask.
