A Walk in the Woods

Shara ran the silky smooth stocking up her leg and clipped it to the black lace suspender. She slid her feet into the black stilettos and moved to admire herself in the full length mirror. She boosted her boobs so they bulged seductively from her black leather basque. Then she reached for her pointed witches hat and placed it on her head. More red lippy and she was ready for her Halloween outing.

"You're not going out dressed like that." Her husband, Darren, in pirate garb, was waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

"Ooh, going all masterful are we?"

He moved closer and whispered. "You're not going OUT like that." He grabbed her around the waist and moved in for a passionate kiss.

She pulled back. "Ah, ah, ah. You have to wait."

The church clock struck midnight as they pulled into the car park by the woods. There was a full moon, so the trees stood stark against the light. As they walked hand in hand onto the footpath the leaves rustled under foot. There was a chill in the air, but the goosebumps on Shara's skin gave an added frisant.

As they moved deeper into the forest, glimpses of ghostly figures threaded through the trees. They could see a warm glow, deep in the canopy, and headed in that direction. A ring of pumpkin lanterns surrounded a large mound of dried leaves. From a near-by tree mistletoe grew.

Darren could wait no longer. He pulled Shara to him and devoured her mouth. She ripped open his ruffled shirt and ran her claws down his chest. It took little effort to remove her boobs from the basque, then they were in his mouth. She unbuckled and his belt and sword clattered to the ground. His pantaloons soon followed as she knelt before him.

She took him deep within her mouth, then slowly withdrew, sucking at the tip. Then she spied some holly within her reach. This was one of her tricks. She ran the sharp leaves down his shaft and he gave a sharp intake of breath, followed by a shudder. She kissed it better, the whole length of it.

Darren pulled her to standing. He had already noted that under the tiny skirt she wore no panties. As he kissed her again, his fingers delved into her wetness. Then he led her to the leaf bed. Darren had a trick or two of his own. He reached out a grabbed a nettle leaf, then he rubbed it on her clitoris. The burning sensation was nothing to the pleasure she felt as her juices burst from within.

"Now for your treat." Darren entered her and thrust deeply, at first slowly, then with more speed. They rolled over so that Shara was on top. She moved slowly up and down his shaft. Darren pulled a grassy spike from the ground, and as she leaned back he tickled her clitoris with the seed head. As she gasped with pleasure, she reached back and placed her finger in his opening and delved for that magic spot.

He began to come and pulled out, trying to hold off. "Let it flow, babe." As his spunk flew onto her belly, Shara prepared for her final trick. As the last few drops dribbled out, she flicked her nail against the base of his penis and he exploded again.

"Do we have to wait another year for trick or treat?" Shara pouted.

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