Season of the Witch: A Senior Year Memories Halloween Special (Patreon Exclusive Story!)

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The Regan Hills High School Halloween Scream was hardly a subtle event, but it had its charms. Set across the better portion of the school’s soccer field (still covered in a number of portable classroom bungalows after a recent renovation), it brought all the seasonal, mostly family-friendly fun that one could want out of such a holiday event. There were food trucks and carnival games, ample decorations to take pictures with and even a genuine jack-o-lantern carving contest area with prizes for whoever could make the best design. The main events, of course, were the haunted houses put on by a number of the school clubs and extracurriculars, and while they wouldn’t hold a candle to anything put on professionally, they did a fairly decent job of bringing the scares. From the Puma Press’s clown asylum, to the chess club’s twisted take on Alice in Wonderland, and the Drama Club’s impressive “Vampire Castle”, there were options to be found to fit most any taste.

Yes, the spooky fun was thick in the air on this eve of Halloween, and dropped right in the middle of it was one sexy witch, snapping pictures with her well-used digital camera.

Leah Sartori’s skin prickled with electricity and she could hardly stop smiling as she took in the delightful Halloween festival. Sure, as a practicing Wiccan she could have made a number of suggestions about how to make it a more proper celebration of Samhain than what the school could throw together, but everyone was having so much fun that she would never dream of taking it away from them.

Besides, it wasn’t exactly like she was dressed terribly authentic, herself. If anything, she felt positively naughty for how she’d come dressed for the evening.

A 5’4” Italian beauty with smooth, olive skin and short, black, wavy hair that stopped above her shoulders, Leah had gotten into the spirit of the occasion and dressed as a sexy witch. Her matching, long-sleeved crop top and flowing black skirt were light and airy, accented with purple fabric, long decorative bits of lace and felt positively magical against her skin… well, the skin she wasn’t showing, anyway. The top was cut high enough to show off plenty of her toned abs, while low and tight enough to make her modest B-cups look like she actually had a bust. The skirt didn’t skimp on this either, with a long slit up the side that showed plenty of her left leg, with her fishnet stockings and sexy black boots. Combined with her dark makeup and black lipstick, crystal bracelets, pentacle necklace with its prominent amethyst chunks, shiny septum piercing and pointed witch’s hat, and she felt positively yummy.

Leah felt fortunate to feel this way. As part of the Puma Press, she likely would have had to have been dressed as a sexy clown trying to fulfill their editor, Nadia’s, goal of beating the drama club’s haunted house by enticing more guys over to their clown asylum. However, with the help of their new staff writer, Ryan’s, connections with the cheer squad, they had more than their fill of sexy clowns, and Leah was able to convince Nadia to let her wander the carnival taking pictures of the proceedings, since somebody did have to document it for the paper, after all.

Always with a strong sense of foresight, Nadia couldn’t argue with Leah’s reasoning there.

This suited Leah just fine, for two main reasons:

First: she loved Halloween, and wanted an opportunity to soak up the atmosphere and the good vibes that such spooky fun brought to life. These pictures wouldn’t just be for the paper, but would help her immortalize the evening in her own memory.

Second: she was horny as hell, and really hoping to get laid tonight.

It was difficult for most of the night to figure out which of these reasons dominated her motivations, but as the hours ticked on past nine and closer to ten, and the families fled the event space, that second reason began to creep more and more into her thoughts.

Now, as a good witch who never once attempted to cast spells to make people do anything against their wills, Leah was still fond of casting an occasional lust spell to help make things more interesting around Regan Hills. It wasn’t that Regan Hills needed any particular help, far from it, actually; people seemed to have been screwing around all over the place and looking positively delicious long before she started casting spells. Still, a little spark here to make things interesting and make people happy, and Leah was always pleased to help those in need of a little happiness. A little ritual here, a well-burnt offering there… little things like that.

On paper, Halloween wasn’t meant to celebrate lust. It was to mark an end to the harvest season, and that night where the barrier that separated the worlds of the living and the dead was supposed to be the thinnest. It was a great night for fear to reign supreme, be it in a cheap jump scare or an amorphous creeping dread that you couldn’t quite place but made you shiver when you saw certain dark corners… but Leah had well discovered by this point that fear and lust were close allies. Those same surges of adrenaline that followed a scream could easily power one toward their baser desires, and when combined with revealing costumes… well, by Leah’s reckoning, Halloween had to easily be one of the sexiest times of the year.

She’d had a few good scares at the haunted houses to get the blood pumping, and now she was hoping to find someone else who might be up for a very different kind of pumping.

If only anyone else thought the same.

She had been wandering around the Halloween Scream for a few hours now, and aside from a few glances from some decent-looking guys and girls, had found it difficult to make the kind of connection she was hoping for. It was annoying, in its way… here she was, sexy as hell in the most respectable slutty witch costume she could get her hands on, not even wearing any panties, ready to be struck up for a good conversation that could lead to something more… and no one was going to try to make a move on her?

This was an anomalous night for Leah Sartori, that was for damn sure. It wasn’t like she was fighting off suitors left, right and center every moment of every day, but she did alright for herself usually, and tonight, fuck, tonight she was ready. Tonight she was eager. Tonight, she was hungry and horny, and nobody wanted to do a damn thing about it.

So, that left one simple option: take matters into her own hands.

The first she could think of involved hitting up Ryan Collins, that nerdy, if cute, new writer at the Puma Press who’d co-quarterbacked the paper’s haunted house along with Josie Wong. On a cursory inspection, he didn’t look like much… a little cute, for sure, in an average, skinny and tall and geeky kind of way… but the way she heard it from Nadia, Tori and Josie, he was anything but average. While the stories were on the unbelievable side, she knew these girls wouldn’t lie to her.

If Ryan was impressive as they said he was…

As she was about to pursue this matter, however, she realized that Ryan would be a no-go for the evening. Every time he took a break from the asylum and she made to approach him, Leah sensed another pair of predatory, hungry eyes watching. While Ryan seemed mostly unaware that he was being watched, Leah quickly caught sight of the girl dressed as a rag doll who had been eyeing Ryan like a hawk. Clearly, someone else had designs on Ryan Collins for the evening, and even though she was horny, Leah was never one to step in the way of another girl’s pleasure.

Her eyes met a pair of dark holes in the ragdoll’s mask. Leah tipped her hat to the other girl in a sign of respect, and was pleased to receive a simple nod in return.

Respect, when it went both ways, was a beautiful thing. It could also be annoyingly inconvenient, but Leah could deal with inconvenience. If no one was making a move on her, and it didn’t look like she could make a decent move of her own, there were people on her phone she knew who would be down for a good time (if they weren’t wrapped up in one Halloween activity or another).

It was as she was looking down at her contact list, scrolling through the people she thought would be most likely for some Halloween fun, that her night took a turn for the wicked.

“Well, well, well, what have we here…” he said, his voice smooth and cocky. “The sexiest of the sexy witches in all of this whole wide Halloween extravaganza? Yes, please…”

Leah looked up at the taller boy who had approached her with cautious amusement. He was a shade under six-feet-tall, and while not too heavily built, was clearly on the athletic side. His costume for the night appeared to be a sexy vampire by way of the 80s, with spurred cowboy boots, worn jeans and a leather jacket over a faded graphic tee. His hair was dark and long enough to hang around his face, which had been made up with pale makeup and a chin and lips covered in fake blood. While large sunglasses hid his eyes, she could feel him looking her up and down, appraising.

He looked like one cocky SOB with his toothy, arrogant smile… but she also did find vampires pretty hot, and he wore this look well.

“As pickup lines go, Will, I thought a boy like you could do better than that,” Leah said, sliding her phone back into her purse as she calculatedly walked away from him.

She could sense the boy’s confusion as he tried to catch up to her, stammering. “How’d you… how’d you know who I am? I don’t even go here… and I thought I did a good job with my costume… I know it’s from an old movie that like barely anyone in my class has seen, but it’s cool, and… fuck…”

Leah smirked, strolling with playful confidence. “Will Haise, 18-years-old, star first base player for the Blair Valley High School Grizzlies, pretty good batting average, but could definitely be better… you know, for someone who comes from our rival school, you really don’t look nearly as ugly as what everyone would make you think.”

“Thank you… I think,” Will replied, still confused and having easily caught up. “But that doesn’t answer-“

“I’m a photographer for the Puma Press, and I go to a lot of games. Can’t say I’m a huge fan, but, I pick a few things up here and there,” Leah explained, looking him up and down and finding that even when thrown off his game, he still looked pretty damn good. He had a strong face, handsome, and when he wasn’t putting on the cocky act, he was still looking decent. He didn’t get angry like a lot of guys did… that was a definite jumping off point.

Taking in her explanation gave Will another shot at smiling like a cocky bastard. “You’d have to do more than pick up a few things here and there to know all that about me.”

“You want me to tell you I paid extra attention because you were hot? Well, it is; gold star for you,” Leah replied, adding some cocky swagger to her voice.

“Cool,” he replied, nodding. “That is so cool.”

“Big fan of gold stars?” Leah asked.

“Oh yeah, big time,” Will replied, swelling with pride.

Leah shook her head, amused.

“And I’m betting you didn’t notice me at all,” she said, lifting her camera on its strap and taking a couple quick atmospheric shots of the now much-emptied out carnival while giving him a chance to respond.

“Would I sound like a total asshole if I said I didn’t?” Will replied.

“You’d sound honest,” Leah said.

“I can work with honest,” he continued, exhaling as he put his thoughts into words. “But it’s not because you’re not my type or anything… I mean, you’re not my usual type most of the time because like a lot of the jock guys you’ll find, I’m stupid and blind when it comes to stuff like that and mostly notice all the hot popular girls when I should be noticing all the hot girls… but now I’m sounding stupid. It’s just that… when I’m at a game, I’m usually so in the zone, so… yeah, I’m sorry, I didn’t notice you. I like to think I would’ve, though, if I had any common fucking sense to go around, because you are… wow.”

Leah grinned, appreciating the honesty in his voice. “I can work with wow.”

She twirled around with a flourish, her skirt unfurling around her and showing a quick glance at her exceptional legs before she stopped.

“Still wow,” Will said, grinning.

“And I’m still working with it,” Leah said, tipping her hat to him. “And, relax, I normally don’t go looking for guys like you either; we all got our types, and jocks from Blair Valley aren’t really close to the top of my list, but it’s Halloween… we’re all entitled to a good scare, and playing things outside our comfort zones as we play a different part than we’re used to.”

Looking down at her witch costume, she quickly amended, “Well, almost a different part than we’re used to, sometimes.”

“Almost?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m a good witch most of the time. Tonight, I’m a naughty witch, if that weren’t obvious…” Leah replied, playful.

“That’s kind of obvious…” Will replied, before his grin softened. “…you’re a witch? A real witch? Like the rest of the year?”

“Among other things, but, yes…” she said with a half-assed curtsy. “And a merry meet to you…”

Will seemed fascinated, and more than a little surprised. “Never met a witch before.”

“That you know of,” Leah corrected.

“Oh, yeah, huh, I guess I wouldn’t know unless they told me,” he replied.

Sighing, she continued, managing to speed up a few steps ahead of him, “But you probably haven’t. The Wiccan and neopagan communities around Regan Hills and Blair Valley are… limited, at best. Still, I make do.”

“I’d say you do,” Will replied, happily lowering his sunglasses slightly to better eye her nice ass.

Leah saw where his attention was going, and grinned without saying a word. He looked at her, almost as if he was worrying that he’d been caught in the act, but returned to his pleasantly cocky grin once he saw that she wasn’t pissed at him. Leah still wasn’t 100% sure that he was the guy she was looking for tonight, but if he didn’t prove to be a complete and utter prick… well, he might be a certain kind of fun.

Snapping a picture of the impressive fake graveyard set they had made between two of the bungalows on the far end of the event, Leah asked, “So, what’s a Blair Valley kid like you doing in the puma’s den on Halloween night?”

“Looking for a good scare with the anonymity of a Halloween costume?” Will suggested, even if he was clearly putting on an act.

“And?” she continued, pushing him to see how far he could be pushed, seeing if he was as honest a guy as he claimed to be.

Will’s cocky smile fell apart as he put his hands in his jacket pockets. “And… look, Blair Valley’s not all that great, alright? All we got is a dying mall, the only In-N-Out in easy driving range, and a poorly-characterized school that’s mostly defined by our rivalry with Regan Hills. There’s not a lot to do if you’re looking for fun when things are normal, and on a night like Halloween? The place is boring as fuck. We gotta make our own fun… and sometimes that fun ain’t so fun, you know?”

Leah let her camera rest on its strap as she took in his suddenly somber tone. “Maybe. Is that all you’ll give me, or is there a story there?”

“You ask a lot of questions,” he replied, not evasive, but not exactly forthcoming either.

“I did tell you I work for the school paper, right?” she said. “But I can totally handle this off the record.”

Without taking his hands out of his pockets, Will continued. “A bunch of guys from the team thought it’d be fun to get drunk and get into mischief. Steal decorations, fuck up jack-o-lanterns, throw a ton of toilet paper around like that shit ain’t expensive… and that just wasn’t my scene. A lot of people look forward to Halloween for a long time, they put good time and money to making their homes up, and I wasn’t gonna do anything to fuck that up for any of them. So… I might’ve slipped some anonymous tips to all of their moms and dads and gotten them grounded for the night. There’s no way in hell they won’t figure out it was me, so… I came here to have some fun before I have to head back to school, ‘cause things are gonna suuuuuuuuuuuuuck there.”

“You came to Regan Hills to have fun?” Leah asked with a raised eyebrow, reminding herself that the grass pretty much always looked greener on the other side, no matter where you were from.

Will continued, smiling. “Yeah. You got ads for the Halloween Scream all over the place, and I knew it wasn’t gonna cost a lot, so, yeah, I came here for fun. And…”

With this, he looked away from Leah, pushing his sunglasses up his nose as if trying to hide behind him. This, of course, was not something that she could let happen.

“And, what? What about Regan Hills brought you over here on Halloween night?” she asked, forceful yet not unkind.

“Well…” he said, almost embarrassed. “You know, right? I mean, you’d have to be blind not to know.”

“I know a lot of things; I’m curious to see if we know the same things,” Leah replied, teasing, wanting to make Will say it.

Will sighed, taking a breath before continuing, “Look… you know that all you Regan Hills girls are just… hotter, than they are anywhere else, right? I don’t know what it is that’s going on here, but they just are, and, well… I came here looking for a little action before I start raking in hell from the guys on the team.”

“Kind of a last meal?” Leah suggested.

“Something like that, yeah,” he admitted.

“And somehow, you’re not already rolling in pussy?” she said, putting extra emphasis on the last word to see what buttons it might press.

Will replied, unfazed, “Well, I did just get here.”

“Ah, that explains everything,” Leah teased. “And I was the first girl you hit up?”

“Well, I wasn’t wandering for long, but since you’re easily the hottest girl I’ve seen here, yeah, I hit on you. That a problem?” he replied, challenging but cautious.

Leah thought this over for a while, taking in the whole picture that was Will Haise. On the one hand, he was objectively pretty damn hot, and an athlete, so he had to be fit as hell… and if his story about why he was here was true, and she had no reason to disbelieve him, he might have even had a sweetness to him too that was always nice to look for in a lover. On the other hand, the guy was a jock, and she doubted that cockiness in him was all an act. She could sense a little hint of douchebag hiding in him, but a lot of guys had that. It was all a matter of whether or not that or his decency was the dominant part of Will, and as someone who considered herself being a good judge of character, she thought she had a good picture of him.

“And you thought that would work?” Leah asked, placing her hands on her hips.

“You never know whether something like that’s gonna work,” Will admitted. “But, there’s always hope, yeah… did it?”

“Let me think…” Leah said, briefly stroking her chin with one finger as if in deep thought, before smiling broadly. “Yeah. It did.”

Will looked down at her, his sunglasses slipping down his nose as his mouth nearly dropped open in disbelief. “Seriously?”

“Serious-fucking-ly,” she replied, grabbing him by the hand. “I’m horny as fuck, you’re hot, you don’t seem like a bad guy, and it’s Halloween… come on, I know a good spot we could get some privacy.”

Leah dragged him forcefully toward a gap in the fence that led to the fake cemetery that had been built between the bungalows. While most of its crosses and tombstones were cheap foam decorations that could have been bought at any party store, they had a few more sizable ones that had been built by the school’s stage crew, as well as a fake mausoleum that had been made from an old toolshed that had long since gone into disrepair. While it wouldn’t pass as a genuine cemetery by daylight, with a cheap smoke machine and some appropriately dim purple lighting, it looked creepy enough at night.

It was behind this mausoleum that Leah dragged Will, placing her back against the wall of the nearest bungalow and feeling glad that it wasn’t too rough, before she set her purse, camera, and pointed witch’s hat on a clean patch of ground beside them.

She looked up at the baseball player from the next town over in his sexy, white-trash vampire costume, with her dark, sparkling and smokiest come-fuck-me eyes. Still seeing some disbelief on his face, she reached up and pulled off his sunglasses, slipping them into her purse and allowing herself a good look into his eyes for the first time. They were a pale blue, with a certain soft sweetness to them, even if the look on his face right now was still one of sublime disbelief.

“You’re really serious about this, aren’t you?” he asked.

“Uh huh,” Leah replied, biting her lip seductively. “You know, you really should be kissing me by now.”

“I get that,” Will replied, looking over each shoulder quickly. “It’s just that this feels like one of those things that’s too good to be true, and I’m wondering if I should be worried about getting jumped and robbed anytime soon, or if my friends set you up as a trap.”

“Well, I have four points to counter that with,” Leah said, thinking she was doing a pretty good job at hiding the annoyance in her voice. “First, I make it a point not to go to Blair Valley more than I have to, and I wouldn’t even know who you’d consider friends in the first place, so… yeah, you worry too much. Second, I’m a firm believer in the three-fold law… and even if I wasn’t, I’ve still made it my goal to only put good out into the world whenever I can. Joining up in some plot to rob you would go against absolutely everything I believe in, and would really bite me in the ass. And not in the fun way.”

Will licked his lips, now far less skeptical. “Alright… those are pretty good points. What are the other two?”

Reaching up to grab the neckline of her crop top, Leah pulled it down enough to expose her tits. “These.”

Leah knew that her B-cups weren’t the most awe-inspiring in the world, but they were perky, and very, very sensitive. With her nipples thick, and dark, and quite hard, she knew that they were a sight to behold, especially if Will’s dropped jaw was any indication.

“So… why am I not kissing you, again? Any answer I had to that, it’s just… gone,” Will laughed, nervously.

“I don’t have a clue,” Leah replied, grabbing him by the belt and pulling him in close. “Let’s fix that.”

At once, Will pressed himself against Leah, pinning her to the wall as he planted his lips on hers. While whatever he used for fake blood tasted sweet, his kiss was anything but. There was a fiery passion to him, a certain overeagerness that Leah would usually not look for in a sexual partner, but with how horny she was right now, she was willing to give it a pass. He used an appropriate amount of tongue, something that she was more than excited to return, and was a pretty damn good kisser overall.

Leah wrapped her arms around him, pulling him in close enough that she could feel his sizable erection pressing against her front, a sensation that excited her greatly. With her back to the wall, he explored her body with his hands, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples gently with his thumbs, before reaching down to explore her tight abs, and then resting on her ass.

Leah groaned. Though she may not have been as gifted up top as a lot of girls at Regan Hills High, she had a pretty epic ass for a girl of her lithe size. It was round and full, and easily one of her favorite features about herself. She liked the way it made a lot of guys and girls look at her almost as much as she loved someone who knew how to properly handle it, and the way Will’s hands groped and squeezed her, not too hard, but still very enthusiastic… well, she thought she might have found a winner tonight.

“Fuck… you got a fucking awesome ass,” Will groaned, squeezing her through her skirt before kissing her deeply.

“I know,” Leah replied, proud and kissing him back. “Reach under my skirt… you’ll get a much better feel.”

“Yeah… yeah, good idea!” he replied, looking down enough that he could find the slit on her left side. He pulled back enough to release the pressure on her and the wall, allowing him to slide his hand through the slit in the skirt.

Leah shivered as his hand slowly made its way up her leg… fuck, even though his fingers were kind of rough, he knew what to do with him. He was probably the kind of guy who’d had plenty of experience with cheerleaders and preppy girls and all those other types that he could bring home to mom and dad… she doubted his parents would approve of her, but she wasn’t here to impress mommy and daddy.

No, Leah was here to get fucked.

Will’s eyes widened in shock when his hand palmed her ass, and he found only bare skin.

“No panties…” he said, first surprised, and then delighted as he turned on that dark, vampiric grin again. “Nice.”

“I was hopeful…” Leah replied, reaching down to the front of Will’s pants to gently rub his erection through his jeans. “You weren’t the only one hoping to have fun tonight, you know…”

“Lucky me,” he replied, approaching her for another kiss.

Leah placed a hand on Will’s chest, stopping him. He asked, “What?”

“Let’s see how lucky you’re going to be,” she said, her voice pleasant but more authoritative. “Get on your knees.”

Though he was taken aback briefly, Will didn’t let that stop him for long, as he was soon on his knees in front of Leah.

“I won’t lie to you… I’ve been with a few guys,” Leah intoned, reaching down and slowly hiking her skirt up her legs. “And most of them don’t know what to do with their mouths when they’ve got a nice, juicy… sweet pussy available… I admire those that try, but even then, some of them can be pretty useless.”

“I’m not afraid to go down on a girl, if that’s what you’re asking,” Will said, watching as she exposed her legs to him a little bit at a time. “The ones I’ve been with, well, I don’t wanna make it sound like I’m lying or anything, but I will say I think they were pretty satisfied.”

“We’ll see about that…” she continued, pulling her skirt up around her waist and fully exposing her bare pussy.

Will’s eyes went wide, his cocky grin faltering as he took in a slight, gasping exhalation.

Leah took that as a good sign. While her pussy hair wasn’t the most tamed, she liked to keep it trimmed down there, a nice dark thatch that framed her tight, and quite tasty (this she knew from firsthand experience) pussy. Their interplay had already gotten her a bit moist, but she was looking forward to getting much wetter than that.

There was a distinct eagerness to Will’s body language that she liked, no hesitation, no disgust, no attempt to put on a brave show that covered his actual enthusiasm. Yes, he looked genuinely happy to eat her out… and if his skill matched his enthusiasm, well, this was going to be a fun night indeed.

“Looks good…” Will murmured.

“Oh, it is good,” she said, spreading her legs slightly before grabbing him by the back of the head and pulling forward. “Let’s see how good you are… if you’re as good as you think you are, well, perhaps we could get into some real, dirty, fun later…”

Licking his lips as he slowly approached her pussy, he asked, “How dirty?”

Forcefully, Leah pulled his face between her thighs, mashing his mouth against her pussy. “Impress me and we’ll seeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEE- OH… fuck!”

This was how Leah discovered that Will was actually nearly as good as he thought he was. He darted his tongue out and began furiously licking at her folds, exploring her pussy and getting a firm understanding of what did and didn’t excite her before moving up to her clit. He was a little too fast, a little too eager, looking for a bit of a shock and awe approach that he thought might make her cum quickly as so many less skilled guys did, but with a little encouragement, and some quiet, sweet words, he slowed down, transforming Leah’s sharp inhalations of breath into some truly appreciative moans. Unlike some guys she had been with, Will was a fast study, one who was eager to please and make her feel very, very good…

It wasn’t long before he had her moaning, her voice threatening to get very loud, very soon.

Leah knew she should have kept it down, that they were still semi-public, and it wouldn’t have been that hard to catch them in the act… but that made it more exciting, didn’t it? Being out in public, the thrill of getting caught, a real potential scare on a night of artificial scares… fuck, it turned her on, and it didn’t seem to do anything bad for Will, either. No, it seemed to excite him, only making him lick her harder, more energetically at the thought of being caught… fuck, if he kept it up like this, she’d do more than moan, he might have her screaming…

There were plenty of screams to go around tonight, right? Her voice would probably disappear among them… and it wasn’t like they could get in real trouble, right? After all, it was already late, and pretty much all of the younger kids had gone home already… there was nothing they could mess up for anyone impressionable, and all that could go wrong was being caught and maybe a little detention for her, and if the road to detention felt this good, felt this naughty… well, fuck, she’d take a little detention.

Leah arched her back against the wall of the bungalow as Will continued to pleasure her with his mouth, finding herself shaky and feeling positively… well, magical.

“Mmmm, alright… maybe… maybe you do know what to do with your mouth like that… fuck… keep going there, a little more on my clit and… yeah, like that,” Leah purred, running her fingers through his hair.

Knowing it was a risk with how her balance was right now, but also liking where it might go, she, arched her back and slung her left leg over his shoulder, giving him better access to her pussy, among other things.

“Yes, fuck… that’s it, that’s better, fuck… grab my ass…” she moaned, enjoying his enthusiasm as he began to squeeze and worship her ass, also better supporting her with his strong arms. “Don’t just hold it, play with it… I can take it… that ass has taken a lot of things…”

“I bet it has,” Will replied, smacking and licking his lips as he grinned up at her.

“I didn’t say you could stop,” Leah replied, forcefully pushing his face back against her pussy and groaning as he went back to eating her out. “That’s it, that’s what I’m looking for, good… fuck, you’ve got a good tongue… you’ve done this before, haven’t you?”

Will didn’t answer her this time, only showing off his skills more impressively to Leah. She rolled her eyes back, smiling with a distinct satisfaction as pleasure flooded her body. Will knew exactly what he was doing, exciting her and setting her alight… it wasn’t all that she was looking for on Halloween night, no, she had other plans, other desires, but he was definitely looking like the right boy to indulge them with.

She could see a lot of potential in Will Haise as he continued to eat her out and massage her ass, and it was time to take this game to the next level.

Leah groaned. “Yes, that’s it, you’ve got it, eat that fucking pussy, get me nice and wet… suck on my clit, like that… ooooooooooh, yes… fuck, you’ve eaten me so well… you trim your fingernails recently?”

Will looked up at her, a little confused, but responded with a muffled, “Mhmmmmmm…?”

What he lacked in articulation with his mouth this full, he more than made up for by quickly showing her one of his hands before putting it back on her ass.

“Good,” Leah replied, running her fingers through his hair as her breath grew sharper and faster. “I want you… I want you to shove a finger up my ass… if you want to make me cum hard, fuck… I want your finger up my ass… I WANT IT!”

Leah’s voice took on a deep, demanding tone that could have been mistaken for damn near demonic for someone looking in from the outside, but was really just the demand of a very hot, very, very horny young woman.

Will’s eyes flashed with fear for a moment as she took on this tone, but looking up at a woman as hot and tight as Leah, writhing as he pleasured her, he felt like he was truly kneeling in supplication to some ancient and powerful pagan goddess. She may have called herself a good witch, but even if she had been bad and meant the worst for him on a night as dark as this, he probably couldn’t have denied her anything.

He removed one of his hands from her ass, wetting his middle finger with her pussy juices, and at her insistence reached behind Leah. He probed with his moistened finger between her delectable cheeks, finding her tight asshole, and probed at it gently.

Leah rocked her hips against him, encouraging, close to cumming and needing that extra bit of stimulation his finger could offer. “Do it… fucking do it… please… I’m so wet… so fucking horny… just do it, please, finger my ass, I fucking need it so badly… do it, Will… please…”

Will didn’t need further encouragement. He pressed hard with his finger, forcing it through the tight, seemingly unyielding barrier of her asshole, before Leah opened up and let him in. With her copious juices acting as a decent lube, his finger slid right on inside, causing Leah to cry out in a primal ecstasy. Will took this as encouragement, quickly and roughly thrusting his finger in and out of her ass as he continued eating her out.

It wasn’t long before Leah hit her limit. Normally she liked to warn whoever was between her legs when she was about to gush, as it seemed the only polite thing to do when you came as copiously as she tended to, but… well, sometimes you were so overwhelmed that even such courtesies became impossible.

So, yes, she would have liked to warn Will… but she didn’t. As lightning flowed through her body, she simply arched her back, dropping her neck back as her eyes flew shut and she screamed a scream of raw, explosive lust, and came messily all over Will’s face. While her scream was lost to the Halloween event, and no doubt chalked up to a sound effect played over one of the many conflicting speakers hidden around the event, her orgasm was powerful and true.

Will looked surprised at first at the violence of her orgasm, and the sheer volume of juices that gushed from her, but he complained not once and licked them up with every bit as much eagerness as he had before. His face, already a mess from his Halloween makeup of choice, was now glossy and moist with her juices.

Leah nearly collapsed as her orgasm ran its course, and it was only with some serious effort that she was able to swing her leg from his shoulder and regain her balance on two proper feet.

She laughed. She cackled. She ran her delicate fingers over herself, reaching up to tweak her nipples, each now seemingly hard enough to cut diamonds, yet still sensitive enough to send violent jolts through her body with the slightest pressure.

“My, my, my…” Leah said, breathless. “Wow… you know, you aren’t bad, Will.”

“I’ve never had any complaints before,” he replied, disentangling himself from her, then standing in front of her.

By Leah’s eyes, even as messy as he was, Will had never looked hotter… and a favor performed so well deserved returning.

Grabbing him, Leah swung Will so his back was against the bungalow wall.

Leah grinned, reaching down to rub his cock through his pants. “Your turn.”

Will closed his eyes, groaning. “Awesome.”

“You have no idea how awesome,” Leah purred, kissing him firmly, then dropping to her knees.

Her stockings and her skirt would be a mess, but Leah didn’t care one damn bit; this was fucking Halloween, if you weren’t a bit of a mess afterward, you weren’t doing it right, and she was so lost in the moment that the whole Halloween Scream could’ve burned down around her and she wouldn’t have cared for a second. No, all she cared about now was right in front of her, and hidden in Will’s pants…

She grabbed at his belt, quickly unbuckling it, then undoing the buttons and zipper of his jeans, dropping them around Will’s cowboy boots. His gray briefs were strained by an impressive erection, tenting the front of them.

“Well, well, what do we have here…” Leah purred, looking up at Will as she stroked his bulge through his underwear.

If she wasn’t mistaken, she also caught a small wet spot of beaded precum forcing its way through the fabric. This made Leah smile at the thought of how hot he’d clearly gotten for her just by eating her out.

Will groaned, closing his eyes at her attention. “I’d make a joke… but that feels too good…”

“Good,” she replied, leaning in and kissing his cock through his underwear, stretching this process out as she teased and licked at the fabric, then tasting his precum that still beaded on the fabric. She licked and kissed at it luxuriantly, running it over her lips and smacking them for his benefit.

“Alright,” Leah said as she grabbed the waistband and pulled. “Let’s see what the spirits have brought us on this eve of All Hallows…”

When it popped out and nearly hit her on the cheek, Leah discovered that she’d been brought a thick, eight-inch-long cock, with a full, round head that dripped freely with precum, with a nice, full pair of balls hanging beneath and promising copious cum. It was a sight that spread a nice, wide grin across her black-painted lips, as it never hurt to know just how good a job you’d done when you wanted to get someone hot.

“Ooh,” she purred, stroking his cock with both hands, spreading precum and making him groan. “I’m having some fuuuuuuuuun tonight…”

“That’s… oh god… that’s great…” Will whimpered, clearly enjoying the treatment, and not having the strongest words to respond with.

“This? No, this is barely just the warmup,” Leah laughed, continuing a slow, methodical stroking of his cock to ensure she had him nice and excited. “This is great…”

Will nearly asked her what she meant by that, but before he could, Leah had swallowed his cock down to the root in one practiced go. He moaned, loudly, dropping his hands to her head so he could stroke her hair.

Wanting control, but enjoying the sentiment, Leah gently brushed his hands aside and began to give him one hell of a blowjob, licking and sucking as she bobbed her head up and down on his cock. She kept it as slow and deliberate as she had when stroking his cock with her hands, looking up at him with her soulful brown eyes all the while. This simple act of looking at him seemed to make him particularly weak in the knees, enjoying the connection they had forged in this brief time as he looked down at her with the same awe he’d had when staring up at her earlier.

Leah loved the way he looked at her, and made sure to add a little extra flourish whenever she reached his cockhead. She would almost pull off of it with each backstroke, holding it in her lips for a moment as she swirled her tongue vigorously over the head and slurped down his precum. He tasted pretty good, making this all the easier, as she would hold it in place for a moment before diving back down and sucking down his shaft.

Now, there were few things in life Leah enjoyed as much as sucking down a large load of cum, possibly with the added bonus of a nice, creamy facial… but she was too horny tonight to stop there.

No, she needed his cock inside of her, right fucking now, and with how well he’d eaten her out earlier… yeah, she thought he’d earned a pretty decent prize.

After a few minutes of blowing him, Leah let Will’s cock go, scrambling for her purse.

“What…?” Will whined like a wounded animal. “I need… you’re not gonna stop here, are you?”

“No,” she replied, pulling a small bottle of lube from her purse. “We’re very much not stopping here.”

“Then why… what… what are you doing?” he asked, confused, as she coated his cock with KY, then tossed the bottle back on top of her purse.

Leah stood up in front of him, kissing Will quickly on the lips before smiling. “A little bit of lube makes it waaaaaaaay easier if you’re going to be fucking my ass, you know.”

Will’s eyes went wide. “Seriously?”

“Uh huh!” Leah replied, enthusiastic. She turned to face the wall of the bungalow and braced one hand against it. Then, spreading her legs slightly, she reached behind herself and pulled her long skirt up until her impressively-sized ass was visible to him.

She looked over her shoulder, enjoying the shocked look on Will’s face. Sure, he had gotten a feel of her ass already, and he had fingered it deliciously, but like every other person she’d been with, he was quite surprised by how much there was to enjoy. It happened all the time, really; Leah was quite small, and an ass this size was easy not to expect, especially when she was wearing a skirt. It was always a pleasure to see how people reacted to seeing her surprisingly round ass firsthand, but Will’s slack-jawed wonder might have taken the cake.

“While I love the way you look at me… time is wasting… the longer we stay here, the greater a chance we have to worry about getting caught, and you don’t want that. I certainly don’t want that… in fact, I think what we both really want, and frankly, need, is for you to ram that cock up my ass, and fuck me until we’ve both completely messed ourselves up on cum… what do you think?” Leah proposed, flexing her ass for Will’s benefit.

Rubbing his eyes in an almost cartoonish fashion, as if he wanted to make sure he wasn’t dreaming, Will replied, “I think I was undersold on what Regan Hills girls were really like.”

Leah smirked. “That means you’ll fuck my ass, right?”

Smiling broadly, Will waddled up behind her, completely uncaring for how undignified he looked trying to walk with his pants around his ankles. “Uh, yeah, I’m definitely gonna fuck you in the ass!”

Her voice breathy, she replied, “Then fucking do it already! I’m horny, and I need my ass filled!”

Will licked his lips, probably still tasting Leah on them, but more than that, he was clearly nervous and excited. After all, while he’d been hopeful in coming to Regan Hills for a thrill or two, maybe even a chance at some action, but this… this was clearly far beyond anything he could have expected. Leah wondered if he’d ever even actually fucked a girl in the ass before… and if not, well, this would certainly be interesting, wouldn’t it?

He lined himself up behind her, his cock bouncing off of one of her impeccable ass cheeks and making both of them shiver at the intimate contact. The knowledge of what was going to happen drove both of them a little wild, and may not have exactly brought out Will’s most eloquent side.

“Goddamn, you’re, like, really fucking hot,” he said, sounding a lot more dumb jock than he had earlier.

Leah laughed pleasantly at the lust-driven compliment. “I know. Do something about it.”

The firm tone of her command made him shiver again, but Will took hold of his lubed-up cock and slid it between her ass cheeks, making Leah groan. There was some fumbling about as he tried to line himself up with her hole, rubbing the head up and down, searching. By Leah’s estimations, this was absolutely fine, as he was teasing her tight entrance rather well, but she needed more than a tease.

Carefully, she reached back with the hand she’d been bracing against the wall, grabbing hold of his cock and lining it up with her asshole.

“Here,” she said, moaning as she pressed back against him.

“Thanks…” Will murmured, happy to know his aim was true as she had lined him up perfectly.

Gritting his teeth, Will began to push forward. Not terribly experienced with anal, he did this with very little delicacy. Leah might have had some complaints if this were an encounter she cared about more, but being this horny, and this ready, she would forgive him a little clumsiness as he methodically pushed forward. And, truth be told, she was in a mood for a certain lack of delicacy.

Bracing her hands against the wall again now that he seemed to know what he was doing, Leah arched her back against Will, pressing her ass against him, relaxing and opening up as she groaned in effortful anticipation.

“Come on…” she groaned, pushing back against him. “Come on, you can do this, we can do this… come on, push in, fuck my ass, come on, do it, do it…”

Will grabbed her hips, pushing forward a little at a time, letting the lube do much of the work as he pushed his thick cockhead against her tight little hole. Even if this was something that Leah wanted, and even had experience in, it was still a very tight asshole, and he had a pretty big cock. Still, Will was an athlete, and one who wasn’t prone to quitting at that. With the lack of delicacy that he had shown far, he pulled back slightly, and then pushed forward, hard.

Leah’s tight asshole yielded to this attack, as his cockhead stretched her impressively and buried itself inside of her asshole.

“Fuck…” he groaned, his voice overtaking even her loud moans. “You’re so fucking tight… I never fucking knew it…”

Trying to give at least a fair image of someone who had done this a million times before herself, Leah whimpered. “What… never stuck it in a girl’s ass before?”

“No…” Will whimpered, pushing another couple inches into her. “I thought girls only liked to do this, you know, in porn.”

“Nope…” Leah said, pushing herself back and taking more of his cock inside of her ass. “There’s a lot of us out there who love it… you just need to find the right girl.”

“I think I need to move to Regan Hills,” he laughed.

She laughed back. “Or that. But just so you know… I’m really glad to be your first.”

Whatever commentary Will might have had on the matter was drowned out by his groans as he began to push the last of his cock inside of her. While Leah was a little disgruntled that he didn’t seem to hold much awe toward fucking her ass, she wouldn’t blame him. Her ass was rather epic after all, silence and cursing proved their own form of awe in the right fashion.

“Fuck,” Will said again, pushing further, until his balls rested against her ass. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…”

Leah loved how deliciously full she felt, and stood there, savoring the fullness for a moment. She looked back at Will, at that stunned look of pleasant madness on his face. His makeup, the pale and the blood alike, were all a smeared mess thanks to her juices, and no doubt she’d probably be a mess from him as well, but nevertheless, she felt like a conquering goddess with his cock up her ass like this. She leaned back, just enough to kiss him briefly, and for him to reach around and cup her modest tits. He squeezed them, first gently, then not-so-gently, pinching her nipples and making her moan and quiver.

“Fuck me…” Leah whispered against his lips. “Fuck my ass… fuck my ass hard, please…”

“I’ll… I’ll try… I’m so fucking hard… so fucking hot for you… and you’re so goddamn tight… I don’t know what I’ll be able to do… but I’ll try,” Will said, a little nervous, but with some of that smug grin that now looked terribly sexy on him.

“Good,” Leah said, leaning back for another kiss, before dropping back to brace herself against the wall again. “But you better not cum before I do… I’ve got another good cum in me, and I want to get off before you’re done for the night… if that’s possible… I know I’m hot, and I wouldn’t blame you if my ass made you cum like that… but try to hold off if you can?”

“Yes… ma’am,” he grunted, grabbing hold of her hips as he began to properly go to town on her.

Whatever inexperience he may have had with a girl’s ass, Will didn’t show as he grabbed hold of Leah’s hips and began to fuck her. He started out slowly, getting accustomed to this new, seemingly impossible tightness as he slid in and out of Leah’s ass, but with her encouragement, he quickly picked up speed. Gripping her hips more tightly, soon their bodies were colliding with one another, both of them overtaken by pleasure and guided by a wild, animalistic instinct as he fucked her ass.

With only one hand now braced against the wall, Leah dropped her other between her legs, quickly fingering her clit and taking advantage of her body’s oversensitivity. It was one of the things she loved about anal… that fullness, those nerves being stimulated so intensely, it made everything else in her body feel that much more excited and ready to pop off. Between him roughly fucking her ass and pinching her nipples, it didn’t feel like it would take much to make her cum again.

She dropped her head back, surrendering to pleasure and catching glances back at Will as he was lost to the same. His look of concentration and her look of absolute surrender may have seemed at odds with one another, but their pleasure was undeniable. They were grunting and moaning, howling and crying out, the two of them seeming less human and more like the monsters and spirits that were celebrated on Halloween night. More and more it seemed like they were courting disaster, and that them getting caught was a certainty, but they could not care less at this point. They were slaves to their passions, enjoying this wild, rough anal fuck and whatever delicious, illicit pleasures were brought to it by being outdoors in this simulated graveyard.

For someone as uncertain as Will had started out over whether or not he’d be able to properly fuck Leah’s ass, he’d acquitted himself rather well, this she had to admit. He certainly was doing a better job than she expected, and, as it seemed, than she herself was capable of. Looking back at him, she could feel her body tensing, all of her muscles dancing and shaking slightly as pleasure threatened to explode within her. She could have fought it, but on a night as beautiful as this, why would someone fight anything?

Wordlessly, Leah threw her head back and howled to the sky, a high, wailing scream that wouldn’t have been all that out of place if it had come from the banshee herself. It was a scream that could be heard across half of the Halloween scream carnival, one that frightened many, yet also activated a primal, sexual yearning within them as well. They couldn’t identify it as pleasure, but so many would be so charged by this that afterward they would go home from here and immediately have wild, passionate sex.

As someone who liked to spread pleasure around, Leah would have been happy to know this.

At the moment, she didn’t care, though, as she became thoroughly undignified. Her juices soaked her hand, and probably her skirt, as they gushed from her pussy, and her asshole tightened around his cock so hard that it felt like she might cum again from the feeling of tightness. Throughout this, Will looked appropriately lost, grunting and thrusting as his cock swelled.

He said he would try… and he had. He hadn’t popped off yet when so many weaker guys likely would have, and that was worth rewarding.

“That’s… wow… you’re amazing… fucking amazing…” Leah groaned, reaching back to stroke his face.

“Thanks… I did my best… but I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” Will warned, his face screwed up with concentration.

Grinning, Leah replied, “I’ve got you.”

Quickly, pulled her ass off of Will’s cock, and with a quick flourish, she twirled around to face him, then dropped to her knees. She grabbed his lubed-up cock in both hands, stroking it quickly, aiming it at her open mouth.

No longer holding back, Will grunted, loudly, cumming explosively. The first shot mostly landed in her mouth, while some glanced off of her cheek. Another hit her in the chin and spattered down her neck, dripping onto her bare tits. Now wanting this under control, Leah closed her mouth over his cockhead, suckling down the last remaining shots and making sure not to waste a single drop further.

Soon Will began to relax, and the flow slowed, and with one last playful deepthroating of his cock, she let it go, popping her lips once the cockhead slid out. His cum tasted good…

She could have a lot more fun with him down the line… if he was up for it.

“Wow… wow… holy shit… holy fucking shit…” Will groaned, laughing as he nearly stumbled off of his feet. Leah caught him, standing up and helping him regain her balance, while she straightened up quickly.

“I agree,” Leah said, smirking and planting one last, quick kiss on his lips that had him so surprised that he didn’t care about the taste of cum on her mouth. “That was… well, that was magical, wouldn’t you say?”

“I’d say a lot of things, but, yeah, magical’s one of ‘em. That was… you are… so, so fucking hot,” he said, laughing some more as he pulled up his pants.

“I know,” Leah said, straightening herself up and pulling her top up over her cum-covered tits. It would be a mess to clean this up, but a worthwhile one. That kind of summed up this evening well, actually. She never would have expected to get together with a guy like Will on a night like this, but he’d brought her everything she’d hoped for, and then some. Sure, he may have been a little rough around the edges, but that kindness in his eyes was something she couldn’t deny… and wow was he a good fuck.

Leah made up her mind then and there. Bending over at the waist to give him one last magnificent view for the night, Leah perched her hat back on her head and pulled her phone from her purse.

“I know I’m probably a traitor to school spirit or whatever you want to call it, but, that was a lot of fun… and I never really cared about all that school spirit bull in the first place. I wouldn’t mind having some more fun if you’re ever in town again, you know, for a game or something... can I have your number?” Leah asked.

Will looked surprised, but smiled broadly. “Yeah, sure!”

He gave her his number, and she quickly programmed it in, sliding it back into her purse the moment she’d slung her bag over her shoulder.

“That was… yeah, something I’d like to do again… but I don’t know if and when, because, I mean, my friends… yeah, I’m probably gonna get in a lot of trouble. Might not be free to do pretty much anything for, god, I dunno, a while. They’re really gonna beat the shit out of me when they find out,” Will replied, sighing with resignation.

“Maybe… maybe not,” Leah replied, thoughtful.

Quickly, she reached into her purse and pulled out a black Sharpie. “Give me your hand.”

“Okay… why?” Will asked, holding out his right hand, palm up.

Quickly, Leah drew a symbol on his hand that looked much like an uppercase Y with the center line continued to the top.

Kissing this symbol, she focused on her intent and whispered, “Bastet and Soteria, protect this warrior from harm and discovery from those who would wish to bring him pain.”

Will took a step back, almost like he’d been deeply shaken. “What… what was that?”

“A quick protection charm of my own design,” Leah said, smirking. “With a little help from the Algiz rune. It usually does the job, and if I did this right, you should be fine.”

Will looked at his hand, then smiled at her broadly. “That’s… that’s really nice. Thank you.”

She grinned. “No-“

Before she could say anything else, he leaned in and kissed her passionately, again unmindful of the cum on her face. She enjoyed the kiss while she could, wrapping her arms around and squeezing him just a little bit longer, before he broke it off.

“This is cool and all… but…” he trailed off.

“Yeah, I should get home soon too; I think we’re really pressing our luck now,” Leah replied.

“I know. Text me?” Will said, walking through the faux tombstones and back toward the carnival.

“Oh, definitely,” she purred, happy to leave that goofy grin on his face as he disappeared into the fog of one of the carnival’s smoke machines.

Leah sighed contentedly. That had been exactly what she’d been looking for, and as far as she was concerned, this was everything she could’ve asked for on Halloween. She’d taken some good pictures for the paper, got in a few good scares, and got laid. Really, who could ask for anything more on a night like this?

Making sure she had her purse, hat and camera, she set off to step back into the carnival. Sure, there was a fair bit of cum still on her face, neck and chest, but… well, if anyone asked, she’d just say it was an accident with a witch’s cauldron. That was the sort of thing they’d believe, right?

Feeling for her phone, and tempted to send him a text right away, Leah’s hand brushed across an unexpected surprise.

Will’s sunglasses. He’d never asked for them back…

Grinning at having an excuse to get back in touch with him, Leah slid the sunglasses over her eyes, suddenly understanding how it was so easy for him to have such a cocky smile. She was having a great fucking night, and she was happy to let the whole damn world see it as she strutted back onto the main alley of the carnival, walking toward her car with purpose.

“Fuck, I love Halloween!” Leah whispered excitedly, smirking and giggling a delicious witch’s cackle.