A Wicked Witch for Halloween

I entered my apartment, and GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY, there was a gorgeous redhead wicked witch resting on my table. Thickset and round with all the right proportions. She knelt on knees and arms with her pawg booty sticking up in the air while she stared dead-ass at me, wanting to know what I was going to do about her visit.

I demanded to know how she got here. 

“Flew in through your window, dumb-ass,” she replied. “The fuck do you think?”

I told her that she had to leave, or I’d call the cops to hurry over and claim her ass. I worried that the bitch must have escaped from some insane asylum, probably she’s wanted already, though she looked too damn sexy to be a nut case; these days, you never can tell.

She shook her head and shook her booty side to side in response. “You ain’t going to do shit, black boy. Not when I’ve got my eyes set on you.”

Black boy?!?

“You heard me, black boy. Does it look like I stuttered?”

Oh, I see. You ain’t just no wicked witch, you’re a damn racist bitch, too.

“So, what if I am. What you gonna do about it?”

The fuck do you want, witch?

“Can’t you figure it out already, black boy, or are you dumb? It's Halloween, and I'm Trick-or-Treating. Translation is I’m horny, and my pussy needs some black dick. You look like you could fit the bill. So, how about it, black boy?”

Stop calling me that, bitch. I ain’t your fucking black boy.

“You are whatever I say you are, black boy,” the witch snapped back. “What you gonna do about it then?”

I tell you what I’m going to do. I think I’m going to grab my belt and slap it on that thick booty you’ve got underneath that witch robe you’re wearing.

“Talk, talk, black boy,” she smirked and batted me with her eye lashes. “You gonna do something, or maybe I ought to leave you and check on your next-door neighbour instead.”

I slipped off my jacket, unbuckled my belt from my pants and rolled it in my hand like a whip, and then approached. The witch grinned at first, but her grin disappeared when I came and lifted her garment. Her eyes came alive as she realised I wasn’t playing. 

I’m going to teach you not to come flying in through my window to bother me ever again! 

I grunted as I wailed her massive butt with my belt; her butt bounced each time I hit it. The witch whimpered and gasped each time I laid my belt on her chunky behind.

WHACK!

You ain’t ever learned before; you’re going to fucking learn today!

WHACK!

Next time you want to invade my privacy, be like a good witch and come through the front door!

WHACK!

The redheaded witch attempted to flee, but I grabbed her before she could scurry off the table; her witch’s cap tumbled off her head. I grabbed her by her garment’s collar as she fell to the floor and pulled upright on her knees. I was as vicious as I’d ever been.

The fuck you running off to, bitch? I ain’t done with you yet. Since you want to do some Halloween trickery, I’ve got something good candy for you to enjoy. Hold on a minute.

I pulled down my zipper, reach into the dark recess and worked my hardened prick out of my pair of briefs.

Stick that into your mouth, bitch! And you’d better not use your teeth, or down comes my belt again.

The witch got to sucking me. It appears my belt had driven the madness off her completely—she was like every other horny chick out in the streets, except this one's dressed for Halloween. Halloween, a day that unleashes the horny spirit in bitches.

I shoved my pants down my ankles so she could grab my cock and my nuts better. She knew what I wanted—slobbering and gagging on my shaft the way she did. She was so hooked into the spirit that she ripped her bodice open, exposing her massive pair of tits; her tits were as big as her booty.

That's about enough. Get up your feet, bitch! I helped her up, spurned her around and bent her over my table. About time I see what you brought when you flew in through my window.

The rude witch lifted her garment and wiggled her butt at me. She had nothing on besides a pair of thong panties. I let my belt drop to the floor, took a moment to work my feet out of my pants and briefs, while the bitch lifted one meaty leg on the table and pulled her panties over her ass cheeks. 

WHAT GLORIOUS PAIR OF ASS CHEEKS SHE'S GOT! I couldn't help but lick my lips.

The witch caught what I was doing and cackled. “You're gonna fuck me now, black boy, or are you gonna stare at my ass all day?”

Shut up, bitch!

I took aim with my prick and then rammed my dick into her vagina with no mercy. The witch howled. She tensed for a moment, and then broke into a shiver as I shoved my meat into her tight hole. 

The witch grabbed opposite ends of the table.

The table kept jerking; its legs kept squeaking.

I grunted with each thrust, slamming into her butt harder, wanting her pussy to take every salvo I aimed into her vagina.

The bitch gave me arousing squeals that let me know I was doing a good job. Her huge tits rested against the table like melted butter.

“That's it. That's it, black boy. Fuck me harder! Oh yeah, like that . . . like that! Fuck my pussy harder!”

Fuck you, you fucking bitch!

I stopped to pick her witch's hat from the floor and made her wear it. I leaned over and kissed her tits and then shared a kiss with her. Our breathing was frantic. Intense. I held up her leg and grunted hard as I fed my dick into her. The jerking noise from my table was getting louder like it would break at any minute.

I upped my pace, and jerked my hips harder and faster. Her large butt kept shoving me back each time I slammed into her. I felt fire swelling out of her pussy. The fire wrapped a ring around my dick, squeezing the life out of me. The feeling was wonderfully beautiful; it made me want to climax so bad.

I could barely hold back my effort. I kept machine-gunning the witch's pussy until I suddenly screamed and pulled out of her, unable to stop the fire. The witch came off the table, dropped to her knees, and held her tits in front of her chin. I groaned and tensed as I furiously jerked my dick, gasping harder than ever. 

Traces of semen shot out of my cock and splattered over the witch's massive tits like ice cream. She lifted her tits to her lips and licked up every ounce of cum I unleashed, then she grabbed my dick and sucked me dry.

“Happy Halloween, darling,” my girlfriend said to me.

Fuck you, bitch, I muttered. I helped her to her feet and kissed her. Come on, let's go finish up inside.

She gathered my clothes, took my hand and led me towards the bedroom to finish the rest of the day.