Harvesting The Witch Queen - Chapter 115: A Hooded Woman In My House

Chapter 115: A Hooded Woman In My House

Trick had been selected.

The cloaked and hooded woman was now one-on-one with the slightly overweight resident of this town. The taller and more muscular figure with the man’s voice was gone. The ‘costumed’ lady was alone with the homeowner, offering herself to him within his living room. She was intentionally making her chest rubbing against his. Even though the cloak that she wore was quite decent at covering her entire body and hiding what it looked like, it was still clear that she was a voluptuous and busty girl. Whoever she was. Her large tits were nearly bursting through the thin fabric of the dark costume she wore. Her thick nipples were poking through it and could nearly be seen on the other side. The man was overwhelmed by all the attention he was suddenly getting from her. Not that this practice was uncommon, this was incredibly common. The man had picked: ‘Trick’, after all. This meant that something exciting had to happen tonight. It wasn’t about giving and receiving candy this time. It was about the costumed, young woman to offer her body to the resident of this house and seducing him in the process. So, she was either letting the guy fuck her or tricking or into thinking that she was allowing him to do so. Trick or Treat. This was the nature of this entire thing. The costumed girl could possibly turn on him at any given time. However, the man could rejoiced in the fact that she hadn’t done anything too weird so far. Sure, she was upfront and pressing her big tits against his chest in the comfort of his living room, but nothing that he didn’t purely enjoy and turned him on. So far, so good. He had nothing to complain about. So much so that he began forgetting that there could even be a bad side to this ‘trick’ he was getting from this random trick-or-treater, in the middle of the night, during the witching hour, more so toward the conclusion of this trick-or-treating night. It was almost over for the other costumed trick-or-treaters in the streets of this town, but nothing was over for the cloaked lady and the man. Things were only getting started, and he couldn’t stop staring at her big breasts, nearly bursting through the weak fabric of the costume and her horny nipples poking through it.

The man absolutely adored feeling her thick and hard nipples against his chest. He was left salivating at the mouth. Drooling a lot. Barely able to keep a straight face. He was melting. The mystery of whom this this hooded and partially masked trick-or-treater turned him on as well. Who was she? She was trick-or-treating in this rural town, she had to be from around here… She had to be a local! He kept telling himself. And if she truly was a local, that meant that it was probably someone he knew. Someone he perhaps saw every day, but never noticed her huge breasts. All these thoughts, perversely circulating in his head, were more than enough to get him going and to make him hard as fuck. His cock was throbbing. The interior of his underwear was turning uncomfortably warm. His member had to be taken out of his underwear and let out, otherwise, this would be aching him a little too much. This was becoming a serious problem.

“So, are you ready for your trick?” she sensually asked him.

“Ah-ah…” he smiled. “You definitely got me going, trick-or-treater. Of course, I am ready, but you made it quite uncomfortable for me to continue wearing pants. My dick is hardening and becoming bigger and bigger at a ridiculous speed… Do you mind if I take my pants and my underwear off?” he politely asked.

“Why, sure, please go ahead, especially if it makes you feel more comfortable. This is your home, after all,” she replied to him.

“Thank you… Ouch… Um…” he touched his own back.

“Um, what’s wrong?” the hooded woman was concerned.

“Ah,  nothing, it’s just my back, acting up again… I should probably sit down a bit or something…” the man mentioned to her.

“Let me help you,” she told him as she physically supported him as she helped him sit down on his couch. The way she went about it, accidentally, made her rub her big tits even harder against his chest. Fortunately for him, her breasts were like pillows. All soft. Upon receiving help to sit down on his couch, his face crashed into her breasts as he was being lowered and that his eyesight went in perfect coordination with the height of her chest. His nose was quickly inserted between of her boobs. He then grabbed them with the palms of his hands. Finger digging into the sweet, sweet softness of her covered titties. The man with the bad back blushed a lot. He was in Heaven right now. This caused the partially masked woman to blush. We could only see her chin, her lips and a bit of nose, but the man could tell that he was making her blush, therefore, resulting in having a big effect on her. He couldn’t let go of touching her tits.

“They are so soft… Thanks for bringing them to me…”

“Um, what? What are we talking about just now? Well… Anyway… I hope you are going to feel better, sitting down like this.”

“I am, I am, but my dick is still aching…” he pointed out.

“Oh, right, you wanted to take your pants and your underwear down, that’s right. Let me do that for you,” the cloaked, young woman pulled on his pants, removed them for him and then did the same thing for his underwear, however, as she did, and liberated his big cock, that powerful and hard thing accidentally jiggled and hit her in the face. Which didn’t hurt her, but did move the large hood she was wearing and had been covering a decent portion of her face this entire time was swiftly swept away. Her face was revealed for a brief moment. The man with the bad back saw her. Only for a quick second, but he saw her. He witnessed how gorgeous she was, which caused him to become even harder.

“...” she tried acting like nothing just happened as she quickly pulled the hood back on the top of her head and on her face.

“You are an elf…” he mentioned to her.

“...” she didn’t know what to say.