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It was supposed to be a frickin’ joke! It was just a bunch of Halloween mumbo-jumbo to get the girls to take their clothes off. I didn’t really mean it. I wasn’t trying to summon anyone... or anything. I was just trying to get laid.

The six of us boys came up with this plan over the summer. Actually, it was my idea, but everyone went along with it. As Halloween approached we would all talk about the “door to The Realm of Pleasure,” and how we should have a magic ritual on Halloween to open the door. I used an online translator to create some ancient sounding Latin phrases and we bought some colored sand and some really heavy musky incense and some weird incense holders that we got online, but claimed that we had found at a voodoo store in New Orleans. By the time Halloween came around we were ready for the party. James and Will had different girlfriends by then, but it didn’t make any difference. We were going to have a naked Halloween party and, hopefully, sex, sex, sex.

We didn’t do anything right away. We knew that we had to work up to it as the party progressed. Besides, we had told the girls that it had to be done at midnight. So up until then it was a standard Halloween party with six couples drinking wine or beer and dancing or sitting around talking. Bob, who was dating a girl named Bobbi, told a rather raunchy ghost story that sounded like something he might have heard at a Boy Scout overnight. Other than that, and dancing to The Monster Mash, it wasn’t much different than our average once-a-month parties out at Dave’s dad’s cabin on the lake.

Dave is my cousin, so I should probably say Uncle Stan’s cabin. His mom is my mom’s sister and they are very close so Dave and I grew up being close cousins. Our parties were pretty mild for a bunch of high school seniors. Uncle Stan looked the other way if we were drinking a little bit of beer or wine, but if he wasn’t there, he expected everyone to be back in town by midnight. This would be our last party for the year because Uncle Stan and Aunt Margie closed down the cabin for the winter right after Halloween. And because it was Halloween, and because all of us were now over eighteen, Uncle Stan– and the rest of the parents– extended the curfew to two in the morning.

When midnight came around, it was time for the party to get interesting. I gathered everyone into a big circle outside and built a small fire out on the deck in a little iron fire stand that they kept there for when the nights were cool. Then I started drawing lines on the wooden floor with the various colored sands. I carefully explained that each line had to be a separate color. I mumbled nonsense words while I poured the sand. Then I handed out the sacred drink that had to accompany the completion of each line.

Randy wanted to use pure Everclear, but Jim pointed out that something 190 proof is 95% pure alcohol. With the amount we would be drinking, that might kill someone, so we settled for an apple-cinnamon-flavored 80 proof Vodka that we put in a decanter with a skull on the stopper. I thought it tasted like shit, but Bob said it would be perfect. I had these special, tall, two-ounce shot glasses that were supposed to be used for ouzo or anisette, but I only filled them 1/4 full. That way everyone would be drinking a half-ounce at a time while at the same time inhaling a lot of fumes so things would hit them even faster. As leader, I filled my first shot half way, but planned to keep the rest at 1/4.

The outer circle was in red sand... one shot of sacred drink. The inner circle was blue sand... another shot of sacred drink. The first line dissecting the circle was in gray sand... one more shot of the sacred drink. The next dissecting line was a pale shade of red, followed by another shot of sacred drink. The next line was dark blue... another shot. The final line, which only went half way through the circle to where the other lines intersected, was black... one more shot. Then came the star to complete things. The star itself was in white sand. When I got done, I had a strangely-shaped white, five-pointed star inside a red circle with a blue circle in the middle and lines cutting through the star at each of the points. We, of course, had one more shot of sacred drink when I completed the star.

I set the weird incense holders at the tips of the star and called for one final shot of sacred Vodka. In total, that was eight partial shots for a total of four ounces of Vodka.  For my final drink, I filled my two ounce shot glass completely full and threw it down my throat. That meant I had downed six ounces.

I really felt that last shot and could tell I was not speaking as clearly as I should when I made the big announcement. “In order for the final incantation to be successful,” I carefully explained, “all of us must be skyclad.”

If I had suggested that before we started, I don’t think any of the girls would have agreed, but after going along with the whole ritual up to this point– and after drinking eight 1/4 shots of Vodka– all six girls agreed. Dave brought out six big floor pillows from the living room of the cabin so the girls wouldn’t have to sit naked on the wooden floor. The guys just used small rugs that normally sat on the benches around the edge of the deck.

Once we were all skyclad, I started the final incantations. In my best Boris Karloff voice, I said, “Quod aperire ianuam invocationin in hoc mundo, et inter mundum et immundum.” That was supposed to mean “This is the invocation to open the door between this world and the world of pleasure,” but who knows what the hell the free translator actually came up with.

I let everything get really silent and then intoned, “Iubes me ad ostium aperire, et surrexerunt ludere incipere.” That one was supposed to be, “I command the door to open and the orgy to begin.”

One of the girls giggled. I waited for everything to get really quiet once again and said very slowly, “Ut me ad voluptatem mundi.” I recognized “me” and I knew that “ad” meant to, so maybe this actually meant, “Take me now to The Realm of Pleasure.”

As soon as I had finished, I threw the magic powder I had purchased at a magic shop downtown into the fire. There was a big puff of smoke that enveloped me. When it cleared, I wasn’t on the deck. I wasn’t even at Dave’s dad’s cabin. I don’t know where in the hell I was, but there were a lot more people there and everyone was naked. At least half of them were fucking. Then it got smoky again and I was alone in a small clearing in the woods. An absolutely beautiful young woman a little bit older than me stepped up to me and said, “Welcome to The Realm of Pleasure.”

She pulled me over to a small bed-like couch in the middle of the clearing and said, “This world is balanced between your world and the next.”

I had no idea what she meant by that, but I nodded and said, “Uh huh.”

“In order to maintain the balance of this realm,” she continued, “all pleasure must be balanced out with pain.”

I must have looked scared or upset at that one because she laughed and said, “Don’t worry. The pain is minor. It is mainly symbolic just to please the Olympians.”

“How did I get here?” I stammered. “None of that crap was real. I’m sure that none of those words were the right words.”

“Oh,” she laughed, “they don’t have to be the right words. And your silly lines and symbols don’t really have to be in any particular order or shape or color. All that is needed is that you mean what you say when you say it.”

“I don’t understand,” I said softly.

“Didn’t you deeply desire to come to The Realm of Pleasure?” she asked with a smile. “And didn’t you ask to do so at midnight on Halloween?”

“I guess so,” I answered, “but I just intended to get it on with my girlfriend.”

I looked around and asked, “Speaking of her,” I sputtered, “where is she?.. and everyone else?”

“You didn’t ask that ‘we’ come to The Realm of Pleasure,” she said, almost laughing, “You asked that ‘I’ come here.”

“But... but...” I sputtered.

“Be careful what you ask for,” she replied and again laughed.

She was pulling me down on one of the divans so that I was between her legs. “Fuck me,” she said breathily, and pushed herself up at me.

“I don’t even know your name,” I said, trying to pull back. Well, pulling back a little bit.

“My name is Voluptus,” she said, pushing herself further up against me, “but you can call me Heddy.”

My mind still had a lot of questions, but my prick was ready to go. And when it comes to arguments between my mind and my prick we all know who wins. I drove into her and started thrusting to match her thrusts up into me.

I was starting to climb toward a really good orgasm, but before I could nut, I felt someone push between my legs. Then I felt a greasy prick press against my asshole. I don’t mean the guy between my legs was an unwashed jerk, I mean that his prick was greased and he was pressing it up against my asshole.

“Pain with the pleasure,” Heddy said and thrust herself once again up against me.

I’m straighter than an iron rod, but at that point I didn’t really care if someone was trying to pound my pooper. All I could think of was finishing things with Heddy. And as strange as it sounds, after a few more thrusts, the buggering started to feel pretty good. I mean it hurt, but it hurt in a really good way.

Then I came. Boy did I cum. I felt like I was pumping a gallon of cum into Heddy while she screamed and thrashed beneath me. When I came to my senses, whoever had been fucking my ass was gone and I was lying across Heddy’s tits, with my limp prick still inside her.

“That was nice,” she said softly, rubbing her hands across my back.

“I thought you said that there was pain with pleasure for everyone?” I said as I pushed myself up onto my arms causing my prick to pull out of her very tight twat.

“Hedone is immune,” she answered brightly. “After all, this is my realm. Al and I rule it together.” She laughed softly and added, “I believe you have met Algo.”

“That’s a weird name,” I said, trying to match her laugh.

“The Algos are weird beings,” she answered as she pushed me off of her and stood up. “But it is time for you to meet the rest of the party.”

“My name, as I already told you,” she continued brightly, “is Voluptus, or Hedone, but you can call me Heddy.” She pulled me through a smoky patch and suddenly we were in a grassy glen. All the trees were gone. It seemed to be night and the air was very cool.

“You will be immune here,” she said in almost a whisper, “because you will be the source of pain.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, as thirteen nubile, naked, young women slowly appeared as the hole in the smoke widened and then the wispy smoke cleared completely. They all looked like they were at least my age or older. I guessed the youngest at eighteen and the oldest– the leader– in the high twenties or early thirties. None of them had any coloring in their hair, as was obvious by the fact that the color of the hair on their heads exactly matched their untrimmed bushes.

Twelve of them were dancing nude beneath the stars in a large circle, while the thirteenth, obviously their leader, stood on a large square rock in the center singing a low-pitched keening song of some sort. The song got faster and faster and the women danced frantically around the circle keeping up with the tempo of the tune. After several minutes of frantic dancing, the leader’s song began to slow down. As the song became slower and slower and slower, the dancers seemed to be moving in almost a special effects slow motion. The leader then switched to just a slow, deep, melodious wail as she settled herself down onto the rock with her hips right at one of the narrow ends and her legs hanging over so that her feet were almost on the ground.

One of the dancers slo-moed her way over to kneel between her legs with her hands on the leader’s thighs. Then she leaned forward and began to lap at the moisture glistening on the leader’s mons. She lapped very, very slowly and the leader’s wail began to rise and fall in pitch and volume.

“She gets great pleasure from drinking at the well of Saphos,” Heddy said. “It is for you to give her pain to balance that pleasure.”

“Me?..” I sputtered. “How?..” I asked.

The girl on her knees began to moan and push her ass back and slightly up. “Oh,” I said as my prick began to rise to the occasion. As I moved forward, I felt a strange sensation and suddenly my prick was covered with some form of greasy oil. I grabbed the girl’s hips and pushed myself forward into her ass.

She groaned deeply and pushed back against me. I wasn’t sure if it was a groan of pain or passion. It’s hard to tell under normal circumstances, but I really couldn’t tell as I slowly began to push in and out of her ass. I think it was a mixture of both.

Her tonguing was becoming more frantic as the woman on the altar– I really don’t know why I suddenly knew it was an altar of some sort. The woman on the altar started humping up into the girl and pushing her sex harder and harder against the girl’s mouth. Meanwhile, I kept thrusting into the girl’s ass.

Suddenly, the woman on the altar wrapped her legs around the girl’s head and squeezed tightly. It was obvious she was having an orgasm. The girl thrust her ass back against me and brought her hands down so she could frantically rub her own cunt. In what seemed like just a few seconds, her legs stiffened and shook as she brought herself off. That also brought me off and I pumped gallons of cum into her ass before pulling back out of her.

I watched my cum ooze back out of her asshole as it slowly closed back up. The woman laying on the altar released the girl’s head and she slowly stood back up and staggered back to the circle where she rejoined the other women in the slow motion dance.

The woman called out something in a strange tongue. It must have been a name because another of the girls from the circle danced her way slowly over to the end of the altar and lowered herself down between the woman’s legs.

I wasn’t sure what to do, but since I was again greased up and ready, I waited for the girl to bring the leader close to another orgasm and then stepped forward and speared her ass with my engorged prick. This time, it was easier to tell that it was more pain than pleasure. The girl swished her ass rapidly from side to side as if trying to dislodge me, but she never pulled forward even a little, though that would have readily pulled her off of me.

Again the woman on the altar came almost violently and clasped the girl’s head tightly against her cunt with her legs. The girl, meanwhile, did a stiff-legged dance as she rubbed herself to her own orgasm. Meanwhile, I was pumping great amounts of cum into her ass.

This continued until every girl in the circle had brought the leader to orgasm. They were all now slowly dancing around the circle with the woman’s juices smeared all over their faces and a mixture of their own juices and my cum running down the insides of their legs. I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do at this point, so I walked back and stood next to Heddy.

“Why no pain for me this time?” I asked, “Am I immune, too?”

She laughed, and said, “I told you that you would be.” Her laugh deepened and she continued, “Wasn’t pumping gallons of cum into each of their asses painful enough?”

“Not really,” I replied, and she laughed again and said, “You’re special. Did you know that?”

“What about the head witch?” I asked. “Is she immune?”

“Watch,” Heddy said and nodded toward the altar where the leader was still moaning softly in the afterglow of her dozen intense orgasms.

Dozens of small, imp-like creatures swarmed all over the altar and the woman who was still lying naked on it. They were only a foot or so high, but their pricks were the size of a normal man, and they were sticking their pricks into every opening on the woman’s body. Two or three or possibly even four were all ramming into her cunt while at least two were ramming into her mouth and ass.

Heddy leaned over to me and said with a smile, “She hates to be entered in any way and so bewitches the young girls to satisfy her each Witch’s Sabbath.” The woman screamed shrilly as Heddy added, “But her magic has a price. These are the imps who give her power. This Halloween night, they are taking their payment.” She smiled in an almost dreamy way and added, “Pain with pleasure. Pain with pleasure keeps the balance of this world.”

I turned to ask her something, but stopped as heavy snow suddenly enveloped us. “Are you ready for a coolie?” she asked, pulling me forward into the snow. I don’t know if we were in the same glen because everything was covered with snow.

“What’s a coolie?” I asked.

Heddy laughed and said, “A quickie in a snowdrift. There is a young woman who is always seeking new experiences.” She smiled at me and then pressed her lips tightly together. “She taunted me with her exploits,” she continued, “so I decided to give her a new exploit that combines the pleasure of hot passion with the pain of freezing cold.”

She ran her finger down my chest and said, “If you are willing, you will be providing the passion. The snow will be providing the pain.”

“Who’ll be on top?” I asked.

“I take that as a yes,” Heddy said, and suddenly there was a young woman lying in the snow in front of me. Her hair was a perfect ginger above and below. Her skin was almost as white as the snow.

“Fuck me,” she said, looking up into my eyes. “Please,” she said, “quickly before I freeze to death. I should never have joked about me being more sexually prolific than Voluptus. The gods are punishing me. Please fuck me so this torment will end.”

It wasn’t the most romantic invitation I had ever received, but Heddy gave me a big push and I landed faced down in the snow between the ginger’s legs. I quickly climbed up on top of her. I don’t know if the cold shortened little Johnny, but somehow he remained stiff. The ginger was wet and ready for me so I slipped inside of her and began thrusting.

I could feel that tightness in my balls that said I was going to cum soon, but it felt like I was fucking a badly-made sex doll– or perhaps a flexible statue. I pumped into her and she gave a low groan and began shivering almost violently. Then she disappeared and I fell face first into the snow. I could hear Heddy once again laughing behind me.

The snow seemed to turn to smoke that swirled around me for a moment, and when it cleared I was alone in a meadow with Heddy. “One last fuck before Halloween comes to an end for this year,” she said with that same leering smile that was now becoming almost frightening.

She lay back in the clover and opened her legs. The sudden, strong smell of a woman in heat enveloped me and my prick somehow once again sprang to full stiffness. She pulled me down between her legs and I smoothly entered her. She began slamming herself up into my crotch and I tried to match her intensity.

As we fucked, I could hear a loud buzzing behind me. I was just about at my final climax– somehow I knew it would be my FINAL climax– I was just about at that final point when a giant wasp flew around in front of me and pointed its throbbing stinger directly at my chest. I knew that when I spurted it would sting me, but I couldn’t help myself. I thrust again and again into Heddy’s wonderful cunt. I screamed out as I pumped my cum into her. It was a scream of passion and pain because just as I spurted, the wasp rammed its stinger into my chest, just below my left breast. The pain was overwhelming, and I passed out.

When I awoke I was in a hospital bed. My eyes weren’t open, but somehow I could see everything that was going on. I could see that there were needles and tubes stuck everywhere on my body and I could hear the whine and hiss of various machines. Above my head, where I shouldn’t have been able to see it, was a monitor of some sort with numbers and weird squiggles.

A doctor was standing alongside the bed holding a strange-looking hypodermic with a very long needle. “Your heart stopped again,” he said– though it looked like he wasn’t really talking to me. It was more like he was talking to himself as he looked up at the monitor. “We had to inject adrenalin directly into your heart,” he continued. He shrugged his shoulders and added, “... again.” As he was putting away the needle he said in almost a sigh, “This was our last hope.”

I passed out again. When I awoke this time, my eyes were actually open. I was in a different hospital bed. There weren’t as many tubes and the noise of the machines was much, much less. My parents were there and so was Dave and his parents.

“We thought we’d lost you,” mom said. It was obvious she had been crying.

“What in the hell did you think you were doing?” dad growled at me. His eyes looked like he might have also been crying, but he would never admit that.

I looked over at Dave. He looked back at me and then said, “Randy is an asshole.”

“What?!” all four parents yelped in unison.

Dave looked at them and said, “It was a party game. We were supposed to be using Vodka. But Randy thought that wouldn’t be strong enough, so he poured out the Vodka and substituted Everclear with some mints and candy dissolved in it.”

He looked back at me and said, “When you passed out, you stopped breathing, so we called the EMTs. All of the girls were unconscious by the time the paramedics arrived and Randy broke down and told them what he had done.”

“That means they drank four ounces of pure alcohol in less than five minutes!” I almost yelled. “We wanted them loosened up, not unconscious.” I continued. Then I remembered my parents were in the room.

“Well... um... I...” I stammered.

My dad shook his head and said, “In other words it was teen-aged hormones run wild.”

“Yeah,” I answered, “something like that.” Then I asked, “Is everyone OK?”

Dave answered me. “Yes,” he said looking down at the bed, “but the girls are unbelievably mad. They woke up in ER naked and their clothes were still out at the cabin. Their folks had to bring them something to wear home. It was... awkward.”

“I’ll bet it was,” mom said with that “mom’s mad!” look on her face. “Almost as awkward as finding out that my son is on life support.”

“What?” I exclaimed.

“Halloween was two weeks ago,” a male voice said from behind my parents. It was another doctor. “You were clinically dead when they brought you in here,” he said. “We knew it was extreme alcohol poisoning so we put you in a hypothermic state until we could get the alcohol cleared out of your blood. There is no real way to filter alcohol out of blood, so we had to do a total body transfusion.”

“I still don’t understand,” I said.

The doctor looked at me and said, “We put you on ice and changed your oil.”

Somehow that made sense to me.

He held up my chart and looked back and forth from the papers to me. “You know that you should be dead?” he asked. He didn’t wait for an answer but continued, “You were flatline when the paramedics got there and still flat when you got here. Therapeutic hypothermia sometimes works in the case of severe heart attacks so we wrapped you in chill blankets and used intestinal lavage to take your core temperature down to 30 degrees, that’s just below 86 Fahrenheit.”

“Wow,” was all I could answer.

“It takes a little while to come up with five liters of your blood type, so we induced a coma.” He tapped the clipboard against the bed lightly and licked his lips. It was obvious there was something he didn’t want to say. “You didn’t come out of the coma,” he finally said. “After we got the blood changed and slowly brought your core temperature back up to normal, you remained in a vegetative state with effectively no brain activity. Your heart kept stopping so we determined that we had done all that we could do. We took you off life support just a few minutes ago.”

Dave looked really uncomfortable. He stepped up close to the bed and said softly, “We came here to be with you when you died.” He made a strange face with his eyebrows arched really high, and then continued, “But you woke up instead.”

“I’m supposed to be dead?” I asked incredulously.

“Medically,” the doctor said, “you WERE dead.” He gave me a strange smile and said, “I guess you are supposed to be alive. Someone has given you a new lease on life.”

It was another two weeks before I got out of the hospital. I haven’t told any of my family or friends about what happened while I was dead. I mean, who is going to believe me? I thought it was all just some strange dream while I was... unconscious, but then I looked up Hedone and Algos and Voluptus and the Olympians. They are all Greek gods or demigods. Hedone is the goddess of pleasure. Those who live in her realm of pleasure are called Hedonites, just as those who pursue pleasure above all things here on earth are called Hedonists.

The doctor’s words sort of haunt me. He told me I had a new lease on life. I do, but I’m afraid it is a one-year lease. Heddy said she would come for me next Halloween... well, that’s this Halloween now, I guess. I can’t decide whether I should hide or have another full blowout party somewhere. I think I’m leaning toward a real orgy. I might even redo my incantation. The worst that can happen is I will find myself back in The Realm of Pleasure screwing girl after girl while one of the Algos buggers me.

Midnight this Halloween could be very interesting.

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This story only mildly erotic. It is much more of a romantic mind game concerning what might happen... could have happened... once should have happened... on that mysterious holiday we call Halloween. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each...

3 years ago
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A Second Visit from Saint Michael A Halloween Story

A few of the references in this sequel will make more sense if you have read “A Visit From Saint Michael,” but it does stand totally on its own and can be enjoyed even if you have never read the first story. This story centers around non-consensual pain, humiliation and slavery. If such a premise disturbs you, then I would advise you to skip this story. Or you can skim past those sections and read a very interesting tale involving one of the “old gods” of Mexico and much of South...

3 years ago
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The Black Room A Halloween Story

1The Black Room - A Halloween Storyby The TechnicianHalloween, Bondage, Pain, Myth  = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = One of the blue devils of Ireland stops by with a special request. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING!  All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY.  Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content.  All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions,...

1 year ago
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The Captive Banshee A Halloween Story

In any case this is the story of a captive Banshee and how she is finally freed. As with all my Celtic stories, some of this is historical, some is Irish myth, and some is literary license. I leave it to you to determine which is which. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is probably not needed for this story, but my other stories are usually much stronger. If you are not familiar with my writings and look for other stories, please read the introductory notes...

2 years ago
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The Conference A Halloween Story

A deep, rumbling voice thundered through the great hall, “Beings of Heaven and Hell and all places in between,” it called out. The blood red mound of quivering jelly at the front of the room bubbled and shook with each word, but no mouth as such was ever visible.“We have agreed to this extraordinary meeting,” the deep voice continued, “to address the reality that we monsters and magical beings may soon become extinct.” He paused and then said, “Look at us!” After another pause, he repeated even...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
2 years ago
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Relatives from Out of Town A Halloween Story

I think the wee folk are playing with me, but this is the story the Pixies gave me for this year’s Halloween specials. It rolls some Celtic traditions in with some other traditions from the old times to present a tale of a witch who isn’t really a witch... except that she is. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =It all started when cousin Bridget made her prophecy. Bridget has always been a very weird little girl. Perhaps I should say she has always been a very weird... and very little......

Supernatural
2 years ago
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Relatives from Out of Town A Halloween Story

I think the wee folk are playing with me, but this is the story the Pixies gave me for this year’s Halloween specials. It rolls some Celtic traditions in with some other traditions from the old times to present a tale of a witch who isn’t really a witch... except that she is. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =It all started when cousin Bridget made her prophecy. Bridget has always been a very weird little girl. Perhaps I should say she has always been a very weird... and very little......

Supernatural
2 years ago
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il Diabla A Halloween Story

1il Diabla - A Halloween StoryBy The TechnicianHalloween, Anal, Public Nudity, Fantasy = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Pete succumbs to il Diabla's seductive dance on Halloween night. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING!  All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY.  Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content.  All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions,...

3 years ago
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A Favor for Danny Boy A Halloween Story

All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between...

3 years ago
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Husband to the Fay A Halloween Story

As with most of my Celtic stories, this is partly from Celtic Myth, partly from various histories, and partly from my warped and fertile imagination. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for...

4 years ago
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The Party Bus A Halloween Story

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

3 years ago
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The Loophole A Halloween Story

If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is...

2 years ago
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They Arent Leprachauns A Halloween Story

It all started very late last summer, or perhaps I should say very early this fall. I was trying to get a very difficult article written on the Celtic myths in which humans become immortal, and my girlfriend, Annie, was feeling neglected... very neglected.I’m normally not one to refuse sex, but I had to get the article finished for my publisher, so I told her that she could speed things up by reading the article and helping me catch significant errors in my grammar or spelling. I didn’t expect...

Supernatural
4 years ago
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They Arent Leprachauns A Halloween Story

It all started very late last summer, or perhaps I should say very early this fall. I was trying to get a very difficult article written on the Celtic myths in which humans become immortal, and my girlfriend, Annie, was feeling neglected... very neglected.I’m normally not one to refuse sex, but I had to get the article finished for my publisher, so I told her that she could speed things up by reading the article and helping me catch significant errors in my grammar or spelling. I didn’t expect...

Supernatural
2 years ago
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A Halloween Story

A Halloween Story By Cassandra Morgan In the tiny pockets of time, eternal truths can be unveiled. You'll be in the middle of an ordinary conversation, and suddenly, someone will ask a question about a fundamental truth. Pay attention, and the world will teach you a lesson. At least, that's the way it happened with my wife Ginger and I. We were sitting around, wasting the minutes until dinner. We worked hard. Ginger was a psyche major at UC. I'm a junior high math teacher. So...

2 years ago
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The Bound Queen A Halloween Story

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if...

2 years ago
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Werewolfie A Halloween Story

Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation,...

1 year ago
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The Black Room A Halloween Story

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

1 year ago
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Newlyweds A Halloween Story

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any...

2 years ago
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Collateral Damage A Halloween Story

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you...

2 years ago
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Jack O Lantern A Halloween Story

I’ve handled some long term cases before, but this one was the granddaddy of them all. Frank Reynolds handed most of his open cases down to me when he retired, but he kept this one back. He had been working on it for over fifty years, and hoped he could solve it before he died. He didn’t, so he left it to me.It seems that some sort of serial kidnapper has been striking every ten years on Halloween in a small town in upstate New York. He is considered a kidnapper rather than a killer because no...

Horror
3 years ago
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Dancing to Louie Louie A Halloween Story

This story is more Sci-Fi than erotic. There is nudity, but no real sex. It will appeal primarily to the exhibitionists and voyeurs among us. And, of course, it will appeal to the nerds and techies. I guess I belong in that last group. After all, I am “The Technician.” = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional...

2 years ago
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Whats a Girl to Do A Halloween Story

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

4 years ago
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MAU Too Catch a Killer A Halloween Story

MAU: "To Catch a Killer" A Halloween Horror Story The deep shadows, cast by tall hedge row, were more than enough concealment as he moved forward. Slowly, the killer kept pace with his prey. Every sense tingled with pent up excitement, this was the moment he lived for and the moment he dreaded. His feet glided over the slightly damp grass as the girls giggled, a little drunk, and quite giddy from the Halloween party. They looked as different as two girls...

3 years ago
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Deal with a Horny Devil A Halloween Story

All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal...

3 years ago
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The Ghost of Dixie Highway A Halloween Story

All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal...

2 years ago
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Butterfly Love A Halloween Story

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

3 years ago
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Deal with the Devil A Halloween Story

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

1 year ago
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il Diabla A Halloween Story

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

4 years ago
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The Graveyard A Halloween Story

I don’t know why, but I have always been fascinated with cemeteries. As I travel around the country I often walk through graveyards– especially country graveyards– and visit the graves. Back home, I know most of the departed by name.Perhaps I love cemeteries so much because I can sense... something... about the burial sites. Overall, most cemeteries are quiet and peaceful... but not all. And most graves are quiet and peaceful... but not all. Some graves have a cloud of anger over them. Others...

Supernatural
2 years ago
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Aoife the Queen Maker A Halloween Story

1Aoife, the Queen Maker - A Halloween Storyby The TechnicianHalloween, Romance, Fantasy = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =  The arrow falls; the door opens; the Queen is made.This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland."Aoife, the Queen Maker" is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot that I...

2 years ago
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Something Within Me A Halloween Story

Philip Westmont woke groggily to the sound of his roommates running up the steps to their second-floor flat. As usual, when he awoke on All Saint’s Day, his body was covered in sweat and who knows what else. He pulled the sheet tightly up to his armpits and waited for them to burst into his room.The three of them were still more than slightly drunk. William – known to everyone as Billie – was dressed in what had been a Spiderman costume. The gloves and head covering were gone and there were...

Group Sex
4 years ago
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Ghost Lightning A Halloween Story

David Chamber approached the Halloween party very carefully. After all, he wasn’t invited and he wasn’t sure what kind of party this would be. It might be a bunch of young kids, in which case he would leave immediately. It might be a bunch of really old people, perhaps even people as old as his grandparents, in which case he would also leave immediately. If they were only as old as his parents, he might stay a little while. He had been at old people’s parties before. They weren’t always bad. It...

Humor
4 years ago
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Witch Mountain A Halloween Story

All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between...

3 years ago
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Adventrues of Tami Halloween Story

Adventures of Tami: Halloween Story We All Have a Halloween Story, and I do, too. Starring L & Tami by Tami, L's gurl These stories are based on real events. Some dramatization has been added, but otherwise, this shit is really happening. It's been a number of Monday Night's, now. Tami is the proud owner of her first pair of High Heels and Costume Wig. The heels ?.they give me shivers. They are black suede ankle boots with four inch spikes. We were out looking ...

1 year ago
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The Serene Sisters of Sibyl A Halloween Story

Laura Broderick was named for her mother. Most Americans wouldn’t recognize that because her mother’s name was Lowri. But if you were from Wales or knew any Welsh history, you would recognize that Lowri and Laura were the same name. Names aside, there was no doubt that Lowri and Laura were mother and daughter. Both had the very fair, burns-red-in-the-sun pale skin common of someone with Celtic heritage as well as pale green eyes, and reddish-orange hair. According to her father, Thomas...

Lesbian
2 years ago
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Deal with a Horny Devil A Halloween Story

Stan Satanowski stepped out of the state of the art spray tanning booth in his basement. It was a computer-controlled, fully-automatic model and should have cost much more than he could possibly afford, but he had gotten it basically for free.Free is a relative term. In this case, it meant that when he accepted a contract to clean up and remodel a space in a local strip mall, he agreed to store any and all equipment currently in the store for a period of two years.The previous tenant ran a...

Horror
1 year ago
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Deal with a Horny Devil A Halloween Story

Stan Satanowski stepped out of the state of the art spray tanning booth in his basement. It was a computer-controlled, fully-automatic model and should have cost much more than he could possibly afford, but he had gotten it basically for free.Free is a relative term. In this case, it meant that when he accepted a contract to clean up and remodel a space in a local strip mall, he agreed to store any and all equipment currently in the store for a period of two years.The previous tenant ran a...

Horror
3 years ago
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Husband to the Fay A Halloween Story

Dear Prudence,I don’t usually write to advice columnists– actually I don’t even usually read your column– but I don’t know where else to turn. And it’s not just because the problem is sexual... well, it’s not really sexual... but it’s partly sexual. I guess you could call it sexual, but it’s mostly weird. I am writing to you for advice because I have a very weird sexual problem... but not in the kinky sex weird sort of way that people usually write to you about. This is Halloween weird.My wife...

Humor
4 years ago
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A Queen in Need A Halloween Story

Halloween was approaching, but the days were not growing cold. That was because I was in a campground in southwestern Texas where winter doesn’t show up until February and even then it doesn’t get below forty unless the local weather people are screaming about record lows.I decided to go hiking out through the scrubbrush. The maps warn not to hike alone on a lot of the trails, but I wasn’t going up into the mountains or anywhere really difficult or dangerous. This was such a simple trail that...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
3 years ago
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A Buffy Halloween Story

Chapter I: On October 31, around 6 pm, the gang gathered at the Magic Shop per the orders of their mentor Giles. Each person had received a message either by email or phone and called the next person on their list. It was the usual manner in which Buffy’s band of spook hunters assembled. Giles looked over the young faces and took note of who had managed to heed his call. Xander, Cordelia, and Willow all sat talking about something mindless and snacking on Halloween candy, unaware of the peril...

4 years ago
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Whats a Girl to Do A Halloween Story

I really shouldn’t do it. I know what I am getting myself in for, but it’s been a long time and I really need some relief. I’m desperate and even the best vibrator can’t satisfy me most of the time. I need a man... or a woman. I know going to the party is risky, but what’s a girl to do? I really need some relief, and everyone normally treats me like they don’t even see me.They’ll see me tonight, though. The Tri-Delta’s are having a Halloween party and it is going to be out of this world. They...

College Sex
4 years ago
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Newlyweds A Halloween Story

 How do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets – even ghosts – in your family history? And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.It was a crisp, but not cold, end of October evening in the “middle ground” just north of Vidalia, Louisiana, when Shelly stepped out of the woods and walked across the harvested cotton patch toward a small square of grass and weeds that stuck out almost like an island into the empty field. If you looked closely at that square,...

Historical
4 years ago
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Newlyweds A Halloween Story

 How do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets – even ghosts – in your family history? And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.It was a crisp, but not cold, end of October evening in the “middle ground” just north of Vidalia, Louisiana, when Shelly stepped out of the woods and walked across the harvested cotton patch toward a small square of grass and weeds that stuck out almost like an island into the empty field. If you looked closely at that square,...

Historical
3 years ago
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The Ghost of Dixie Highway A Halloween Story

It was 1958. Route 66 was in its glory as the primary route from Chicago to Los Angeles. While still in Illinois, shortly after the road passed through Springfield, just outside the small town of McLean, you passed by what was the premier truck stop of its day, the Dixie Trucker’s Home, usually referred to as “The Dixie Truck Stop.” This nationally-known truck stop was open 24/7, 365 days of the year. The huge sign with the word “Dixie” emblazoned on what looked like pilot’s wings was visible...

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