Je baise ma sorcière à halloween

Title: A Devilish Halloween Encounter

The night was dark and stormy, perfectly setting the mood for Halloween. As the clock struck midnight, a sultry feminine giggle echoed through the dimly lit chambers of a mysterious mansion. A voluptuous woman, dressed as a sexy witch, strutted down the hallway, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She was a vision to behold, her red hair cascading down her back, her green eyes sparkling with mischief.

Her name was Libertine, and she was no ordinary witch. For centuries, she had been seducing men and stealing their souls, adding them to her collection. Tonight, however, something was different. As she entered her boudoir, she noticed an unfamiliar presence lurking in the shadows. A man, cloaked in black, materialized from the darkness, his eyes fixated on her.

“Who are you, my mysterious stranger?” Libertine purred, her voice dripping with desire. “Have you come to be my victim… or perhaps my plaything?”

The man, known only as pitches85, stepped forward, his tall, muscular frame outlined by the dim candlelight. In a low, gravelly voice, he replied, “I am neither, witch. I have come to tame you, to make you submit to my will.”

Libertine’s eyes widened, intrigued and aroused by his boldness. She stepped closer, her red lips curving into a seductive smile. “Oh, really? You think you can handle me?” she challenged, running a finger down his chiseled chest.

pitches85 grabbed her wrist roughly, pulling her flush against him. His other hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head back as he claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss. Libertine moaned, her body melting against his as she surrendered to his dominant touch.

In a frenzy of passion, clothes were shed, barriers broken. They tumbled onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and urgent caresses. pitches85 explored every inch of Libertine’s curves, his eyes darkening with lust as he took in her perfect body. She arched beneath him, her hips lifting to meet his, desperate for more.

pitches85 teased her, his fingers dancing across her skin, igniting sparks of pleasure. He licked and sucked at her breasts, his teeth grazing her nipples, sending electric shocks through her body. Libertine gasped, her nails raking down his back as she urged him on.

“Please,” she whimpered, “I need you inside me. Fill me, claim me, make me yours.”

With a growl, pitches85 complied, thrusting deep into her eager heat. They moved together, their bodies primal and hungry, driven by a desire more intense than anything either had ever known. The room filled with their moans and the slap of flesh against flesh, the scent of sex and perm thrilling the air.

pitches85 took Libertine from behind, her hands gripping the bedsheets as she pushed back against him. He spanked her ass, hard, leaving an angry red mark on her creamy skin. She cried out, the pain mixing deliciously with the pleasure, pushing her closer to the edge.

“Fuck me harder,” she demanded, her voice a ragged plea. “I want to feel you for days.”

pitches85 obliged, his hips slamming against hers in a relentless rhythm. Libertine came undone, her body shaking as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. She screamed his name, her pussy clenching around him, milking his cock for all he was worth.

With a final, powerful thrust, pitches85 emptied himself inside her, his hot cum filling her to the brim. They collapsed onto the bed, chests heaving, skin slick with sweat. Libertine smiled, satisfied and sated, her mission momentarily forgotten.

As the first rays of dawn filtered through the window, Libertine awakened, alone and confused. She searched the room, but her lover had disappeared, leaving no trace behind. All that remained was a note, scrawled in black ink:

“You may have seduced many, but tonight, I seduced you. Consider yourself tamed, witch.”

Libertine laughed, a mysterious smile playing on her lips. Perhaps she had finally met her match, she mused. Perhaps this Halloween would be one she would never forget.