Ghostface

It was already Halloween, and through my window I could see the kids dressed as characters, with their baskets for trick-or-treating. Being a total party pooper, I decided to leave a basket full of candy for them to come and take. The truth is that I don't like Halloween. I decided that I would spend that night watching horror movies so I wouldn't get bored.

The hours passed and I had already seen four horror movies, when I wanted to get up to get some snacks I saw that through the kitchen window a person passed by, I was scared, but I let it pass because maybe it was some kids playing. I sat back down on my couch and started a new movie called “talk to me”, from what the movie was about it seemed pretty good to me, so much so that when I finished the movie I realized what time it was, it had gotten pretty late, it was three in the morning, I turned off the TV and headed to bed, when it was completely dark I prepared to go up the stairs to go up to my room, halfway up the stairs I heard some sighs coming from my room, I honestly thought that I had been influenced by the movies I had seen minutes ago.

When I got upstairs, my room had the door open and it was completely dark, which seemed strange to me since I always left the night light on. When I entered the room, the door closed and I was left in the dark. When I tried to turn on the light, a hand grabbed me by the neck and threw me onto the bed. That big, heavy figure was on top of me. Fear took hold of me and it wouldn't let go. I tried to get away from its grip, but I couldn't let go. It was so strong that it was already suffocating me.

- Do you know how hard it was for me to get in through the window? I've been watching you for days and you haven't even noticed, little one.

His voice was so deep that it sent shivers down my spine. He grabbed my wrists with one hand and with the other he tore off the lycra shorts I had on at home. I could feel his hand caressing me over the thong that covered my vagina.

- Damn son of a bitch, let me go, I swear I'm going to kill you and the police will arrest you.

- Shut the fuck up.

He slapped me so hard that I was left disoriented, it was so hard that my face was stinging, his hand kept rubbing my clitoris that was protected by the layer of fabric, and as much as I didn't want it to, my vagina was beginning to react, when he felt my wetness, he suddenly stretched my thong, leaving it completely torn.

- What a slut, you got turned on by me being rough, didn't you? A real whore.

With one thrust he stuck one of his big, thick fingers in, a moan came out of me, my vagina contracted because of his finger, he pushed it in and out so hard that it hurt, he stuck another finger in and increased the pace without stopping, I writhed under him, when I was about to cum, he stopped. He grabbed my hair and lifted me up, I couldn't see anything because of the darkness, but he broke my mouth, stuck his fingers in and played around inside my mouth, I bit him, but it was useless, instead of letting go it seemed like I was turning him on.

- You're a fucking lustful bitch.

I pull my fingers out of my mouth and slap myself, but something was wrong, my vagina was leaking fluid.

- If you bite me I swear I'll kill you, doll.

He directed my face to his penis, he shoved it in one go, it was huge, my lips were cracking from how big it was that I had to open my mouth to suck it, I was choking, he was fucking me by the mouth, he was putting his cock in and out of my throat.

- Listening to you choke is more pleasurable to me, now let's see what happens if you run out of oxygen.

He grabbed my head and stuck it all the way down my throat, I felt like I was dying, and he wouldn't stop moaning. When I thought I was going to die, he pulled his cock out of my throat and lifted me onto the bed, spread my legs and placed his member at the entrance of my vagina and stuck it in, it didn't go all the way in because it was so tight so he flipped me over leaving me on all fours, hit my buttock and stuck it all the way in, I felt like he was tearing me apart, he was too big, I could feel all the veins and his balls hitting my clitoris. He grabbed my hair again and while he was fucking me, he stuck his fingers in my mouth, the pain was already a thing of the past, I got drunk on the ecstasy of his huge cock, I moaned non-stop.

- You like receiving my cock, don't you? I felt how you suck all my meat, how you squeeze me so I don't take it out, you love this, you fucking whore.

My ears couldn’t hear anything anymore, I was so wrapped up in how he was piercing me, that it wouldn’t let me think clearly. He pulled his phallus out of me and stretched my arm, lifting me up and leaving me hanging on to him like a koala. When he had me high enough he nailed me again, but this time he went even deeper, I felt like I was going to faint, with each thrust of his he was releasing more until liquid came out of me, his thrusts didn’t stop and I was pissing while he fucked me, I squeezed him so hard that when I brought my face closer to rest against his I could feel like he was wearing a mask, I felt it with my hands and realized it was a Ghostface mask.

- You're swallowing Ghostface's cock, bitch.

Nothing mattered anymore, I needed him to kiss me so I could cum, I was already at my limit, I grabbed his mask with one hand and lifted it a little without taking it off and I said to him:

- Please kiss me Mr. Ghostface, I'm at my limit, I need to cum.

- That's how you ask for things, little one.

He devoured my mouth, his tongue covered my whole mouth, I came and I squeezed him so hard from below that he released his nectar into me. I fainted.

The next day I woke up in bed, I was completely covered and changed, he had left me clean as if nothing had happened, when I looked at the corner of the bed, I saw that he had left me the Ghostface mask as a souvenir. Next to it was a note that said:

“See you next Halloween, little one” and a photo of us where I was sleeping and he was wearing the mask with his torso uncovered. It was so hot …