4 comments/ 42960 views/ 18 favorites Halloween Wish By: PrincessS85 Night was falling over the mostly deserted main street in the small Washington town as Tina stepped out of the vintage clothing shop where she worked and locked the door and security gate behind her. She had worked a long, busy day by herself after the manager had called in sick. Usually business was fairly slow, but with Halloween the next day, they had more customers than usual, looking to buy unique costume attire. She glanced up and down the street before crossing to her car, a baby blue 90's Geo Metro. She had graduated high school 2 years ago and still drove her teen car. She sighed. Maybe she'd save up enough money some day to get a better one. With no prospects of a better job, though, it was unlikely to be soon. Tina had never been popular. She could hardly even be called pretty. Her height was average, 5'4". She was thin, boyishly so, with no hips to speak of and a 32A bust...barely. Kids in school had nicknamed her "Tina Tiny-Tits". Her mousy-brown hair hung limp and thin to her shoulders, unstyled. The only thing she could actually say she was thankful for was clear skin and perfect eyesight. Too bad she couldn't even tell if she'd "mature" into a nice body by looking at her mother or sister. Someone had left her at a fire station when she was about a week old. Foster homes tossed her around until she was finally emancipated at 16. Now 20 years old, she had few friends and no claim to family. A frustrated sigh hissed through her teeth when she reached her car and noticed the orange flyer stuck under the windshield. She pulled it out angrily and went to toss it, but had a quick thought about the evils of littering and shoved it into her jacket pocket instead. Traffic was a breeze and she was home 10 minutes later. She let herself into her small, second floor, 1-bedroom apartment, dropping her purse on the kitchen bar, along with her jacket. The crumple sound of paper reminded her of the flyer and she dug it out. She meant to throw it away, but something made her curious about its message, so she smoothed the creases out to read it. "Dreams? Wishes? Plans?" It screamed in bold lettering across the top. Smaller words followed. "You can realize the best the world has to offer! Just make your wishes and this Halloween, your world will change!" No contact info, party addresses or any other information was listed. Weirdest thing I've ever seen! Tina thought. She balled up the paper and tossed toward the waste basket. Missed. Oh, well. She'd pick it up later. She was heading toward the bedroom to change when she heard a scratching at the door. She opened it, but saw nothing, so stepped outside onto the walkway. No one was there. She sighed again and closed the door, locking it carefully. Not that anyone would come in, she thought dismally. "Not even a rapist would think I was hot enough to fuck." She frowned at her thoughts spoken out loud. Something about this holiday was making her more gloomy and self-loathing than usual. Maybe seeing all of the people invited to or planning parties, but having no plans of her own. "I wish I was someone everyone wanted to be with, instead of little 'Tina Tiny-Tits'!" Her breath caught in a half sob. Changing took no time at all. She never bothered to wear a bra, even in public, so going from work clothes to shorts and a spaghetti strap top took about 2 minutes. It took 2 more minutes to heat up leftover pizza, a few seconds to grab a soda, and then she was seated in front of the television and tuning in to the night's halloween movie special "Sleepy Hollow". Somewhere near halfway done with the movie, she started feeling weird. Her head was heavy and achy, her skin itched and felt hot and her eyes refused to stay open. She clicked off the TV set and stumbled to bed, not even bothering to put pajamas on before curling up on top of the covers and passing into dreamless sleep. She woke up slowly, feeling like her brain was full of cobwebs. She could barely remember coming to bed. Her clothes felt weird...tighter. Standing, Tina could feel the cool air on her bare stomach, even though her stretch top usually came halfway down her butt. She felt for the bottom hem, now somewhere between her belly button and boobs, and pulled, but it just felt tighter around her chest. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she stumbled to the bathroom...and gaped at the mirror. She hardly recognized herself! Her hair was full, thick and bouncy, falling in shiny waves past her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled from a heart-shaped face with glowing skin and rosy lips. Her ass and hips had filled out, rounding into a peachy bubble-butt above legs a cheerleader would die for. But the crowning achievement, above her flat, toned stomach, were the boobs. No wonder her top didn't fit! She pulled it off and gaped at the wonders on her chest. Each one was nearly the size of her head! The gravity defying orbs were topped with pink nipples and areolas the size of a silver dollar. She touched one and it instantly hardened, sending tingles through her body. The nub stuck out almost half an inch. Tina raised both hands to the giant tits, first gingerly, then firmly rubbing and squeezing her new accessories. Each movement made her skin tingle like an electric shock was passing through her body. "This is incredible!" She gasped. "I've got to be dreaming!" She slid her fingers down and pinched her thigh. "Oww!" She rubbed the spot gingerly. "Maybe not. But then....how...?" She gazed at herself bewildered in the mirror. Her phone rang in the other room. "Where the fuck are you??" Her boss, Susie, snapped. "We're supposed to open early today for the Halloween rush and you're 5 minutes late!" "Oh, my gosh, I'm so sorry!" Tina gasped. "I passed out without setting an alarm last night. I'll be there in 20 minutes!" "Hurry!" Her boss snapped back, cutting the connection. Tina ran for the closet...then just stood there, staring at her clothes. What did she have to fit her new body? Finally she settled on black slacks that had always been baggy, but now fit like a glove, and a white turtleneck sweater. The sweater, once a full size too big, now hugged every one of her new curves and only came down to just above her belly button, leaving a bare inch and a half of skin. Her nipples poked out at the soft fabric. She sighed. Susie would just have to deal until she could get some better clothes. She grabbed her purse and was out the door, grabbing an apple to eat in the car for breakfast. Thankfully traffic was light for 8:15 in the morning and she reached work barely 15 minutes after her boss's call. She slipped in through the back and hopped right into unpacking the inventory she hadn't finished the night before. "That you, Tina?" Susie called from the front. She was a couple of years older than Tina, and had the complete opposite story. An only girl with 2 older brothers, she was spoiled by her parents and very popular in school, mostly due to her bleached-blonde cheerleader looks, DD breasts and skills at manipulation. She'd worked her way up quickly at the shop, taking over a year ago as manager, where she took complete advantage of the position to work as little as possible while still collecting a paycheck. "Yes, Susie. Sorry I'm late." "It's fine. You're here now. Listen, I was thinking of taking off a little early tonight. Do you think you..." Susie's voice, which had been getting closer, trailed off. Tina looked up from hanging a 20's style dress to find the older girl staring, open mouthed, at her. She recovered quickly. "What the fuck happened to you?" The blonde's eyes were big as saucers as she looked slowly up her employee's new body. "There is no fucking way in hell you got work done like that since yesterday!" She stepped closer and poked a finger at one of Tina's new boobs. "Are you wearing fake tits, Tina?" Tina shook her head. "No. I just woke up like this." She cupped her breasts. "I have no idea what happened." "Oh, my God." Susie circled her. "You're fucking gorgeous, Tina! Your tits are bigger than mine!" "And you have a dirty mouth, Susie. Please, can I just finish working?" Susie shook her head, a quick jerk to clear her thoughts. "Oh! Uh, sure. Um, hey....I, uh, I have this party tonight....a costume thing." She cocked her head. "Would you, like, want to come?" Tina laughed. "Me? Really?" Susie nodded, eagerly. "Yeah! I mean, it might be lame...I don't know. But you should come! It's at my house, a bunch of friends are coming by. We're having, like, a costume party and alcohol and stuff. It'll be fun!" With a slight nod, Tina agreed. "Uh, sure. I guess. I've never been to a costume party...or any party, actually." She gave a wry smile. "Oh, gosh! You have to come then!" The blonde gave her a huge grin. "I'll help you find a costume!" She circled the younger girl. "No one is going to fucking believe this is you! You look like a new person, Tina! Fuck!" She skipped off back to the front to unlock and open shop. Tina spent the rest of the day in the back, avoiding customers. She was amazed at her new body, and especially Susie's reaction to her in it, but she didn't even know if it would last, and she was finding herself a bit clumsy with her new top-heaviness. Plus, every time anything touched her tits, tingles raced through her body and she had to fight the urge to duck into the bathroom and masturbate. Time passed quickly and it seemed only minutes before Susie was locking back up. She came back to find her. "Time to find you a yummy costume, Tina!" She announced, eyes sparkling at the prospect. "Let's take my car. The costume place by the mall should still be open." Tina agreed reluctantly (Susie had never tried to be friendly before) and the two headed off in her bright red BMW convertible. The costume shop seemed to take forever! Tina followed along behind her bossy new friend as she gathered several items and then pushed the girl into the dressing room. Costume after costume was discarded as too small to fit her new chest. Finally Susie tossed in one that Tina immediately tossed back. "No way! I am not wearing that!" "Come on, Tina! Nothing else will fit you. Deal with it!" The costume she had found was not a normal adult outfit. It looked like something from a porn shop. Tina put it on slowly. A tiny red skirt barely covered her ass, letting both cheeks hang out the bottom and sported a fluffy red and black fox tail that dangled below the edge and tickled the back of her upper thighs. The 'top' was criss-crossed strips of fabric that covered inch-wide swathes of her breasts, looped around her neck and tied in the back. A tiny red thong, strappy 3" black heels and a headband with red fox ears completed the outfit. Tina peeked out shyly from the dressing room. The costume made her feel hot and she grew horny just looking at herself in the mirror, but she had never dared to wear anything half as revealing in public. "Well?" Susie demanded impatiently. "I don't know if I can wear this!" Tina hissed in a whisper. "Don't be silly!" The other girl snapped back, pushing open the door to see. She gasped. "Oh! You are so wearing that! You're fucking hot!" There was a crash behind her as the sales boy walked into a display. "See?" "Fine!" Tina agreed. "Just let me change and we'll go." "No time! Party starts in 30 minutes. Go pay and I'll meet you in the car." She felt self-conscious walking to the register still in costume, but she figured if she couldn't wear it here, she shouldn't be going to the party. The kid ringing her up could barely look at her, keeping his eyes anywhere else as he quickly rang up the purchase and gave her a bag for her work clothes. She could feel his eyes on her ass as she left and a sudden surge of confidence made her put an extra jiggle into her walk. She thought she heard him make a croaking sound. Susie cranked up the music in her convertible as they sped off to her house. The beat vibrated through Tina's body, relaxing her as the wind whipped through her hair. An SUV was out front of the three story house when they pulled into the circular driveway. "Oh, good!" Susie said. "My brother is here with the alcohol!" "Your brother?" "Yeah. Jason. We're throwing this party together. It started as his thing, in college. Now that he graduated last year, my parents take off for the night and we throw it together." Tina gingerly stepped from the car onto the gravel driveway. She wasn't used to wearing heels, so she wobbled a bit and used the car to help her balance. As she reached the front of the car, Susie's brother came back outside to grab more supplies from the open back of the SUV. Jason stood just over 6" tall, with a tight, tan body rippling with muscle. He was in his mid-twenties and had brown hair and green eyes. "About time, Susie!" He said, pulling a box from the SUV. "I was busy!" She pouted. "You got off work over an hour ago!" his voice was deep and rich. "We had to go buy a costume." She waved her arm at Tina. "This is my coworker, Tina. Tina, this is my brother, Jason." He glanced up and saw her. For the first time, Tina saw a good-looking, confident man take notice of her, his eyes sweeping leisurely over her body in its skimpy costume. His reaction was instant: a huge grin splitting his suddenly eager face as he dropped the box back on the car floor and came toward her. "So nice to meet you, Tina!" He stood close to shake her hand and ran his other one up her arm. "My sister never told me she worked with such a babe!" He winked. Tina blushed scarlet. She wasn't used to men being attracted to her. Especially good-looking ones! His hand felt nice on her skin and she could feel her nipples hardening. She knew when he noticed because his breathing caught and he leaned closer. "I'm going to get changed!" Susie called as she left them standing by the car. At the sound of the door shutting, Jason made his move, backing Tina into the convertible's side and stepping close enough that his hips bumped against her stomach. His hands slid to her sides, thumbs stroking her smooth skin as he leaned in to kiss her. She had never been kissed before, not like this. Her last kiss had been in 6th grade, from another of the foster kids. It was wet and clumsy. This was warm lips, teeth and glorious tongue slipping into her mouth, tasting of pumpkin and cinnamon. Jason's hand slipping up her side made her shiver, her nipples getting impossibly harder as he covered her left breast with his palm, gently massaging her flesh. It was a simple matter for his thumb to slip beneath the strip of fabric and touch bare nipple, rolling it in circles. She let out a gasp, feeling tingles shooting straight through to the center of her body, between her legs. "These feel totally real!" He squeezed her tit harder. "They are real," her voice was soft and breathy. "Incredible!" He pushed the straps to the side, uncovering her in the twilight, staring at her chest, his hands cupping and playing with the giant globes. Tina felt her knees growing weak and her pussy getting wetter than ever before. She had never felt a man touching and playing with her body, although she masturbated regularly and had taken her own virginity with a blue rubber dildo. This was so much better! His mouth covered her right nipple, teeth scraping over the puckered nub. She whimpered, feeling her panties soak through. The whimper seemed to break through the haze of his lust. He glanced up, pulling the strips back over her boobs. "Oh, God! I'm sorry! I don't know what came over me! It's just, your tits..." his voice trailed off and eyes glazed as he glanced back down at her body. "It's okay," she said hastily. "It felt really good! You don't have to stop." He leaned down and kissed her. "If I don't stop now, I'll take you against this car and we'll get caught." With sudden confidence, she wound her arms around his neck, pressing her massive tits to his chest. "So let's find a more private place." He nodded eagerly. "Follow me." He wound her fingers into his, leading her into the house and up the stairs just past the entryway. They ducked into the second door on the right. She had just enough time to register the bed, covered in a blue comforter, before he slammed her back against the door, hands sliding around her body and tongue plunging back into her mouth. Tina let out a moan, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back passionately. Her costume was on the floor before she registered his nimble fingers removing the items. He stepped back to admire her, standing in just her heels and the fox ear headband. "God! I can't believe those tits, baby!" He pulled his shirt off and unbuckled his shorts, letting them fall to the floor and kicking them away as he pulled her back into his arms. She felt his hard cock pressing into her lower stomach, throbbing with his heartbeat. A sudden burning ache started, deep inside her pussy. She let out an audible whine, wiggling her naked body against his. "Need you!" She groaned against his neck, sinking her teeth into the muscle. He gasped, hands grabbing and digging into her ass. A quick jerk of his arms lifted her up, pressing her back against the door. "Wrap your legs around my waist!" She obeyed, locking her ankles together behind his back. She could feel the head of his dick against the slick lips of her pussy. He moved his hips, lining up with her entrance and slowly sinking inside. "Aaahhhhh...!" They hissed in unison. Tina had never felt so stretched. He filled her up completely, pressing hard into her cervix. His heavy balls swung, lightly tickling her ass cheeks. "Fuck, you're tight!" his voice was incredulous. "I don't know if I can last!" "Just fuck me, Jason!" She squirmed against him and contracted her pussy muscles on his thick cock. "Shit!" He jerked, grabbing her hips and lifting her up before slamming her back down onto his hard meat. Her tits jiggled with every stroke in as his hips met hers. He lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue back and forth on the stiff nub as he continued to thrust into her body in deep, long strokes. She felt the pull on her breasts all through her body, pleasure spiraling out along every nerve. Her pussy tightened around him, letting her feel every bump and vein as he pounded into her body, harder and faster. A rising pulse began where his cock hammered into her, spreading like fire up her stomach, across her boobs, filling her with overwhelming pleasure. "Oh, fuck, Jason, fuck me!" she gasped out, digging her nails into his back and wrapping her legs tighter around him. "Ram that big, thick dick into me! Make me cum on your fucking cock!" "Mmmm, yes, cum on that dick, baby! Squirt all over me! I want to feel that pussy sucking the cum from my balls!" He growled against her damp skin, biting down on her shoulder and plunging as deep as he could into her pussy. As she felt his cock begin to throb in release, her own orgasm washed over her. Her pussy clamped down on the thick muscle buried inside it, spasming as she felt a gush of moisture flood out of her, squirting on his dick, her voice screaming out as she came and he filled her with his cum. "Fuuuuuuccckkkk!" For a minute they remained frozen, both breathing heavily. Tina slowly unwound her legs and stood, feeling wobbly. Jason brushed her hair back out of her face. "You are so fucking amazing, Tina." He leaned in for a deep, slow kiss. "We'll definitely have to do this again sometime!" He tweaked her nipple between thumb and forefinger. "You have the most epic tits I've ever seen." "Definitely," she agreed, stooping to pick up her costume. "That was too much fun not to be repeated." She winked and headed to the bathroom to re-dress, thinking to herself she just might have to make a habit of this. Halloween Wish As she pulled the cloth strips back over her breasts, a sudden surge of what felt like electricity ran through her body, spiraling around her giant new tits. They felt hot and heavy for a few seconds, then back to normal. However, as she tied the cloth behind her back, she noticed the ribbon ends, which had brushed the middle of her back before, now barely tied! Her tits were growing again... Halloween Wishes Once again, the doorbell rang. It was October 31st, 1998. A look out the window would have revealed the dancing and frolicking of ghosts and goblins, as well as Power Rangers, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and some of the other more popular "walking billboards" for toy companies, sold as Halloween costumes. Mike Crane was much more fond of Halloween in Phoenix, than back home in Chicago. He'd always thought it was somehow a contradiction, to buy a costume, or in some cases spend weeks making one, and then wear a heavy coat over it. Although the Windy City didn't give the "Trick or Treater" much choice, in Phoenix the weather allowed everybody to wear almost anything they wanted. While it could get brisk on an October evening, it seldom ever actually got cold. And this particular Halloween was even warmer than usual. Mike opened the door and was greeted with an off key chorus of "Trick 'r' Treat!" He smiled and dropped a few Hershey's Miniatures into each bag, giving a few extras to the kids with the more creative costumes. As usual, most of the kids were accompanied by adult chaperones, who often took part in the festivities as well, dressing up in all sorts of costumes. He had to admit that this was the key reason he enjoyed Halloween in Phoenix. Mixing the great weather with the ability to lose one's inhibitions behind a mask, meant that many young mothers would wear costumes that revealed more skin than would otherwise be appropriate. Frequently after admiring one of these outfits, he couldn't help but imagine a different kind of Halloween -- One where the treats were more adult in nature. "Happy Halloween, " he called back, as each child said their thanks (after being prompted by their parents) and ran off in search of additional sugary treasures. It was past 8:00PM when Mike had grabbed the last of his candy and opened his door to reveal a little princess and her chaperone. He almost forgot about the child as his gaze lingered over the form of her guide. She, was a little over five feet tall, and appeared to be in her early twenties. She was dressed as a genie, complete with a bottle dangling from a small nylon rope around her tanned and well-toned bare midriff, and a tiny sapphire gem stuck in her navel. A translucent purple mesh covered her hips, legs, arms, and breasts, and underneath the thin fabric Mike could see the hazy image of a modest pink bikini. Her mouth and nose were concealed by a sheer veil made of the same mesh that covered the rest of her body, which gave Mike just a hint of her cute button nose, and luscious pouty lips. Her facial features were framed in soft strands of hair seemingly spun from gold, which were pulled back into a ponytail. More stunning than her gorgeous body, were her blue-green eyes, which sparkled to the point of distraction. Mike couldn't keep his eyes of the genie, so when he released the candy from his now sweaty palms, he missed the little girl's plastic pumpkin by a good six inches. He apologized and dropped to his knees to pick up the sweets, still watching the glowing eyes of the genie, as she descended to his level offering her assistance. Her voice was even more mesmerizing than her crystalline eyes. "No problem. Here it is." She said in her musical tone as she picked up the morsels and placed them with the rest of the little girl's stash. "Sorry about that," he said again, "I don't know what came over me." "It's no problem. What do you say Melanie?" "Thank you," the little girl chimed. "You're very welcome. Happy Halloween." "See ya later," the genie called out as she guided Melanie down the sidewalk. Mike continued to gaze at the departing genie as she gracefully sashayed down the street, her long golden ponytail swinging back and forth, the end dancing across her slim waistline. After reluctantly acknowledging that he could no longer pick the genie out of the crowd, he turned off his porch light and locked up for the night, and finally realized that she had said, "See ya later." He wondered what she meant by that. A little after 10:00PM, Mike's millionth viewing of a Halloween episode of MASH was interrupted by yet another ring of his doorbell. He was puzzled as he walked to the door and realized what time it was. The doorbell rang a second time as he confirmed that he'd remembered to turn off the porch light. He opened the door and flipped on the light, about ready to give some kid a lesson on Halloween etiquette, when his eyes fell upon the gorgeous blonde in the genie costume. This time she didn't bring the little girl with her. Mike's eyes darted all over the genie's body, touching her in places his hands longed to be. He did a double take as he realized that the porch light was shining through the purple mesh, revealing that she had removed the pink bikini. He could see just a hint of her small burgundy areolas tipped with delicate stiff nipples. His gaze continued downward, past her jewel embedded belly button, to the shadowy areas between the genie's legs. He thought he could make out a small triangular patch of hair, but the shadows of the night were not as kind to his eyes below the genie's waist, so he wasn't sure if he was just imagining it, or not. His eyes moved back up her body, lingering over her tempting breasts, passing by her obscured ear to ear grin, and returned to her dazzling eyes. Her eyes in turn had roamed over his body. He was wearing sweat shorts and a tight T-shirt, which exposed his muscular arms and toned legs, as well as his well-chiseled chest. His eyes were a deep brown, and were highlighted by his dark short hair. She allowed her gazing to be quite leisurely when it reached his obvious erection concealed behind his shorts. When Mike realized that his arousal was quite evident, he uncontrollably turned red with embarrassment. It was a silly emotion, of course. She'd shown up at his door, deep into the evening, wearing practically nothing. No doubt, she'd gotten the reaction she was looking for. The question was, what else was she looking for? They didn't speak for several minutes. They just allowed each other to gaze upon the other's magnificent physiques. Finally the genie broke the silence with little more than a whisper. "Trick-or-Treat!" Mike didn't know how to respond, so he stood in silence for a moment longer. When the genie's eyes changed from erotic mischievousness to nervous anxiety, he finally shook his head to clear it and replied, "Sorry...Uh…I'm all out of candy, but I might be able to find some kind of treat for you. You want to come it?" "Oh, you misunderstand," her melodic voice intoned, as she floated across his threshold, and moved to the side so he could close the door. "I mean, would you like a trick, or a treat?" Mike didn't know what she had in mind, but it didn't take long to decide he wanted to see what kind of treats this stunning genie had in store, so he responded, "How about a treat." She guided Mike over to his couch, and pushed him with more strength then he'd imagined a girl her size having. He plopped backwards, sitting down on the sofa, and watched intently as the genie knelt in front of him. She pulled his shorts down, exposing his fully erect eight inches of manhood, and pushed his knees apart. Then she massaged his balls with one hand while sliding her other hand up and down his thick shaft. She didn't waste anymore time, as she moved into position, and guided his long penis underneath her gauzy veil, and lightly licked the tip of his cock with a velvety tongue. Her tongue glided up and down his shaft, and all around the crown of his cock, while her hands caressed his balls and thighs. Then her hands roamed up his body, rubbing across his sculpted abdomen and chest, and her mouth opened up to his eager penis. The warm wetness of her mouth was indescribably comforting and exciting at the same time. Her tongue tickled the underside of this cock while her mouth engulfed him. He grabbed onto the seat cushions for dear life as she continued the sensations she was sending up his spine and down to his toes simultaneously. He opened his eyes long enough to see her staring up at him, and his hard-on disappearing beneath her veil. She closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure, and he hadn't even touched her. He grunted and encouraged her by saying, "Oh Gawd! That feels sooooo Good." She opened her eyes again and stared deep into his. Her beautiful orbs were smiling with gratification, and then she closed them again, and began to suck with even more energy than before. She stroked his cock with one hand while taking as much of it into her mouth as she could. Her other hand crawled under his T-shirt and caressed his nipples. He removed his shirt and placed both hands gently on the back of her head, and continued to moan in pleasure. This seemed to turn her on even more, because she continued to moan as well, and she concentrated her efforts on the sensitive part of his penis just under the crown. He finally warned her that he was going to come, and she sucked with a fervor. Finally he exploded, seeing stars before his eyes, and feeling his orgasm spread tremors from his toes to his hair. After swallowing everything he shot at her, she continued to lick his limp dick, cleaning up all evidence of what had just happened. When her eyes met his again, he felt like he was being hypnotized. She simply said, "Well, as you are probably already aware, a genie grants three wishes. I would say I just fulfilled one of them. What would your next wish be?" Mike was still coming out of the delirious aftereffects of his climax, so it took a moment for her question to sink in. He helped her up off her knees, and positioned her to straddle his lap. Then he began removing the thin fabric covering her glorious breasts. Her breasts were perfectly sized for his hands, and he began to kneed her soft, warm flesh. He lightly rolled each nipple between a forefinger and thumb, and leaned down to lick them. His tongue grazed over each nipple, then he took each one of them in turn and sucked them into his mouth. She smelled so sweet, and she tasted so delicious that he felt he could just sit there and suck her tits for hours. His attention to her tits had sent shivers down her spine, and her pussy was beginning to soak through her costume. Mike felt a wetness on his thigh and was struck with the realization that there were many more places on her body yet to be explored. He laid her down on the couch and removed the bottom portion of her costume, exposing a small triangular blonde bush, just above her smooth, glistening pussy lips. He dove for her ambrosia, kissing and licking all around her thighs, lips, and belly, before finally licking her leaking juices out of her slit. She let out a growl, and pushed his head into her mound, with a soft pressure of her hands. Her fingers ran through his thick hair, and his tongue glided in and out of her moist folds, taking in her intoxicating scent. Then he used a hand to separate her lips and expose her engorged clitoris, and began licking it very lightly. When she let out another growl, he started licking and sucking on her clit more vigorously. After a few minutes of direct attentions on her clit, he felt her body spasm, and she was screaming. They rested on the couch for a short while. Mike wearing nothing at all, and the genie wearing nothing but her veil. Mike's eyes met hers again, and she declared, "Well, with wishes like that, you might be able to convince me to extend to more than just three." She crawled over to Mike and began sucking on his semi-erect cock, once again. Soon she it was at it's full length, and she straddled him again. She guided his re-hardened dick deep into her pussy, which was still hot and moist. She took it slow, making sure not to hurt either of them, until she had it all within her canal. She closed her eyes and began gyrating on his pole, seemingly guiding it to a particular spot in her body. Then she lifted herself slightly and dropped back down. Within another few minutes she was pumping up and down on his cock with reckless abandon. Mike held on to her sides, occasionally grasping a nipple in his mouth and nibbling and sucking for all he was worth. The genie rotated between bouncing up and down, and pushing her pelvis back and forth. The sensations were once again about to drive Mike over the edge. He told her as much, and she slowed down, trying to make it last a little longer. Finally she sped up again and said, "Ahhhh…I needed this so bad…cum baby cum." It didn't take much more than that for Mike to be shooting his seed deep inside her. As soon as he came she threw her head back and let out another scream. Then she wrapped her legs and arms around him and squeezed so tight he thought he would suffocate. When she finally quit squeezing, he pulled back to look at her beautiful face. Her eyes still sparkled with unharnessed energy, and she said, "Well, I think I still owe you a wish." "I only wish to see you face," he responded. "I'm sorry, but I can't let you see it." "Why not?" "It's just one of those 'genie rules'," she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. Mike smiled, thinking she was still playing a game, "How can I kiss those lips, if you don't remove the veil?" "Close your eyes." Mike did as instructed, and a suddenly felt her warm tongue parting his lips. Their tongues shared a short dance, and far too soon, she'd pulled her silky lips away from his. When Mike opened his eyes, he was sitting on the couch, alone. He was still naked, but there was no sign of the genie. He looked around the house, confused, but couldn't find her. Then he opened the front door and caught a chilly breeze blow past his bare skin. From the darkness something fluttered past him. Resting at his feet was a translucent purple veil. He closed the door, locked up for the night, and began his wait for next Halloween. Halloween Witch On an unseasonably cold Halloween Night, I was walking along the road, trying to get to my friend's house where a party was being held. The party was in honor of the fact that I had just purchased my first house and everyone was happy because finally the old General's house would have someone living in it. I had always loved that old house, and I had always said that I would buy it some day. I never really believed that I would have the opportunity to do it though. When I rounded the corner I found, to my dismay, that there was a huge crowd at my friend's house. I was told that it was just going to be a small affair, but I guess I was mistaken. Before I can retreat and leave though I am grabbed and brought further into the melee. My friend spots me and comes over right away. "I am so sorry! This was just supposed to be a small gathering, and then we were going to go over to your new place, but when everyone heard that you had bought the General's old place, they all wanted to come. If you would like to not have everyone at your place, that is very understandable." I look around at the huge gathering and mentally shrug my shoulders. "I understand. My new house has been the neighborhood's eerie, creepy place since anyone can remember. I am just glad that I was able to buy it and get it fixed up so quickly. Just let me run home and get some things put out. If you want to come by at about 9:00, that would be great. I would love to show off the house." "Mira...Everyone says that the place is haunted. Have you seen anything yet?" I laugh and shake my head. "There is a story that if a lady is alone there on Halloween, the General comes to visit her. He is looking for the witch that put the curse on him that gives him eternal youth, on Halloween and only on Halloween. It is said that if he can find her and make love to her, then he will be able to stay a young man and not return to the grave at the end of the night." "Honestly, do you really believe in that? Just for that, I, a virgin, will stay there tonight and see if the General actually does come. If he does, I hope that he's in full uniform." "Mira! How can you talk like that? I know that you are a virgin, but are you serious about staying there all night alone?" "What is different about tonight than any other night? I have spent plenty of nights there alone and I have seen or experienced nothing. I am hoping that tomorrow morning will bring a changed lady to light. I am tired of being the last virgin in the area. I would love it if he would come and make me woman full and true." I can see that my friend is truly shocked at what I just said, but it is the truth. I am tired of still being a virgin. Maybe the General can take care of the problem tonight. Turning from my friend I make for the nearest door and exit the madhouse that is the party that she is hosting. I practically run back to my house. When I get back I notice that there is a light on in the bedroom that I do not remember leaving on. Quickly I run up the stairs to the second floor. As I open the door to the bedroom, a part of me notices that it is not the electric light that is on, but an oil lamp that I left next to my bed. That wasn't the surprising part though. There was a young gentleman sitting on the end of the bed in period clothes. As I enter the room, he looks up at me. "Please tell me that you are the one that I have been searching for." His voice has a wonderful soft Southern drawl to it that just makes my knees weak. "I hope that I am. I have heard stories of the General. Are you him?" "I am." "Then please, do what you will to me and see if I am the one that you are searching for. I would have you make me a woman tonight, Sir." "You are a virgin?" "Yes." "Then come. Let us make love and see if you are indeed the witch that has placed this curse on me." "What must I do?" Standing, he walks over to me and gently pulls me into the room further. Quickly he helps me out of my clothing and lays me down on the bed. "Just lay there and I shall do the deed. Spread your legs for me and I shall come to you. Close your eyes for I would not have you fearful of me. I am quite large for a virgin, and the last one was a terrible experience for she saw me and grew scared. I would have this be a night of pleasure, not a night of rape." Laying back on the bed I notice that he is a very good looking young man. The last thought I have before I close my eyes is that I feel so removed from what is going on. It almost feels like I am just a spectator watching all of this happen. I feel the bed dip under his weight and then I feel his body cover mine. When I feel his manhood between my legs I sigh in pleasure. He is very large, but I somehow know that he will be gentle with me. As he presses it into me I feel it enter me and somehow I know that I am going to be the one that he has been searching for. Tearing my virginity apart as he enters is a feeling of relief and I cry out in pleasure. Pulling out he rams back into me. I now understand why my friends have been after me for so long to at least have an affair. Every time he presses into me it is like fireworks going off in my head. Suddenly he stops. With a cry I see a shimmer form around him and he falls down on top of me. When he presses himself up I see a difference in him. Immediately I know that the curse has been lifted. A look of wonder is on his face. "I cannot remember when I felt actually alive! Thank you my virgin!" With that he pulls out, only to slam into me harder than he did before. With each thrust he gets harder and more intense until finally he stops inside of me. I can feel him erupting as I reach my first mind-shattering orgasm. Pulling out he rolls over to the side and lays there breathing very heavily. "My Lady! How can I ever thank you for what you have done for me? I am now free of the curse and free to live the rest of my life." Wouldn't you know it? At that moment there is a knock on the door. "Oh my! I forgot! My friends were coming over to see the house! I have nothing ready!" "My Lady, I would help you. Please tell me what you require of me." Frantically I think for a minute. "Go down and let them in. Tell them I will be down in a minute as I am just finishing my costume. If you would go into the kitchen and find the veggie tray I'll be down before you have to put anything else out. Thank you so much!" Quickly I turn back to him as he gets ready to leave the room. "By the way, what is your name?" "I'm sorry, Ma'am. My name is Jeremiah. I shall do as you have requested." With a slight bow he is out the door and I hear him going down the stairs. Quickly I get into the dress that I had set aside to wear tonight. It is a period dress and will look very nice with Jeremiah's uniform. Thankfully it is very easy to get into. In just a couple of minutes I am exiting my room and walking down the central staircase. Looking down I see Jeremiah talking with my friend Becky. Hurrying down the final few steps I reach out for Becky and bring her into the kitchen with me. "Becky! You were right! It was awesome. He's the General." I knew that my friend would be shocked, and I was right. "I know that I said that didn't believe in ghosts, but after tonight, well I have no reason not to. He was awesome! It was amazing to see the curse be lifted from him and feel him become, well, normal." "Are you saying that he already fucked you?" I nod my head. "Wow! He works quick. Tell me, was it any good having sex with a ghost?" I grin at my best friend. "It was wonderful! He was wonderful. Now, though, I don't know what I am going to do with him. He is human again, so I am not sure how to proceed." Just then, out of the corner of my eye, I see Jeremiah come to the door of the kitchen. From the look on his face I can tell that he wants something. "Yes, Jeremiah?" "Can I see you alone for a moment?" I turn to my friend. "Becky, can you put out the munchies? I'll be back in a minute." Becky nods and we go into a back room that I have made into a guest room. Throwing me down onto the bed, he quickly loosens his pants and throws my dress up to my waist. "My Lady, please, I feel that I need to make love to you again. I feel so different than I have the past nights that I have materialized. Please, let me." From the urgency in his voice I can tell that he is, indeed, scared that something will go wrong and he will return to the grave at the end of the night. "Jeremiah, Sir, you may." With those few words spoken he rams himself into me and kisses me hard at the same time. Very quickly I can feel him cumming in me and I know that by morning I am going to be very sore. Very soon we are back out to my guests and I am giving them the tour of the renovations that I have made. When we get to the backyard I notice that there are about ten other Civil War costumed men milling about. One of them, upon seeing Jeremiah, saluted and proceeded past us. I guess that in helping him come back to life I have helped others in his unit as well. After everyone has left, Jeremiah calls the rest of his men together and talks to them for a few minutes. Before coming to me I can see that he is telling them to wait for his signal. "My Lady, I am afraid to say that even though you have helped me get my life back, I do not even know your name." I chuckle, for that thought had occurred to me as well. "I am Mira. My parents had a very interesting streak in them. I was born on Halloween, and my mother decided to name me after the one lady in her past that everyone considered a witch." I shrug. "Maybe I am a bit of a witch if I was able to bring you back to life." "Thank you, Miss Mira. I assume that by now you have figured out that these are my men. Unfortunately they have the same curse upon them, with one difference. They were cursed by the same witch. After I have become human again, they have but that night to fuck the same woman to become real as well. If they do not before the sun rises, then they are doomed for eternity to walk the graveyard where they are buried." "So, Jeremiah, you are telling me that before the sunrise I will be fucked by ten more men?" I have to stop and think about this. Do I really want to be fucked that many times in one night? "Have them come upstairs one at a time. You must be there though to make sure that your men do not get out of control." What am I doing? Am I out of my mind? In 5 hours I will be fucked by ten ghosts that will turn into real men. Then what do I do with them? I am insane. "Miss Mira, I know that some of these men will want to fuck you in the ass. Would you have a problem with that?" Stunned, I never thought that they would really do that, I look over at Jeremiah. "If you would like, I could go first and get you ready for that, for I have witnessed it being done and I can tell you that it does hurt the lady until she is use to it." Quickly I think about it. "No, Jeremiah, but thank you. I would just rather have them come and get it done. Please bring the first gentleman with you, as I will be ready in a couple of minutes. Bring them to the back bedroom on the first floor though. That one is the guest room." Turning, I walk back into the house and go directly into the bedroom to take off my clothes. Taking a deep breath I do not hear Jeremiah come in behind me. "Mira, thank you. You do not know how much it means to me, knowing that my men will finally have the curse lifted from them as well." Putting his hands on my shoulders he can feel me trembling. "If this gets to be to much for you, then I will stop it. You do not know how much I hate to ask this of you, for I can tell that you are, in fact, a lady. You should not have to do this." Turning towards him I rest my head momentarily on his shoulder. "When you get to know me better, you will find that once I have said that I will do something, I will do it. How should I be positioned for the first one?" Without giving it a single thought he tells me to get on my hands and knees. "That way, as soon as one has been freed of the curse, the next one can come in. For the ones that enjoy the ass, that is the best position for them as well." He motions for the first one to come in. "Here is Obadiah. He is my right hand man. I could do nothing with out him. There were many times after a battle that he would find me and patch me up." I feel someone grab my hips and before he can slam is cock into me I hear Jeremiah tell him to take it easy. "But, Sir! Isn't she the witch whore that put that curse on us?" "Obadiah, she was a virgin before I took her. Be easy on her." "Yes, Sir." With that he presses into me and I have to groan as I feel his manhood go all the way in. Before I can get use to it though he is pounding in to me over and over again. Without looking at him I can see the shimmer and I know that his curse has been lifted. Jeremiah must have done something, because before I feel him cum he pulls out. Breathing heavily he backs away. "Thank you, my Lady. You have given me back my life." With that he straightens out his clothes and leaves the room. Before the next one can come in Jeremiah comes over and sits on the floor by me. "I thought I should warn you. The next one is known to be a little rough and to not pay any attention when the girl is screaming. He is also one that like to put it in the ass." "Thank you for the warning. Hopefully I won't be screaming, but don't worry. I can take it. Please, just be here for me, that's all I can ask right now." Without any warning I feel two hands on my hips and a manhood pressing against an opening that I never thought to be anything other than an exit. I gasp at the sheer size of this manhood, for it feels larger than anything I had imagined. "Mira, just relax." Looking at the man behind me he admonishes him to be gentle with me. "I am right here, Mira. I will not leave you." I feel this huge manhood press against me and I can feel the pain start. "Just breathe, My Lady, and soon it will be done." Harder and harder he presses against me, and just when I think that he is to big and it won't fit I feel it slip inside. With a scream I tense up and pull forward. "Timothy, stop! Give her a minute." I shake my head and Jeremiah tells him to continue. Pulling almost all the way out he shoves himself back in hard and I bite down so that I won't scream. Harder and harder he rams himself into me until I see the now familiar shimmer. With a cry he pulls out and leaves. As I am trying to catch my breath, I look over at Jeremiah and I can see that this is not easy for him to watch. Finally I get the chance to ask what I have noticed. "Why are they not cumming in me as you did? Is that not part of the lifting of the curse?" "My Lady, none of the men will spill their seed into you in case you are to become pregnant this night. They want to have the knowledge that the child is mine." Pregnant? I hadn't even thought about that. Stunned, I do not feel the next man come in until he is pressing into me. For the rest of the time, I am in shock. I do not hear anything that is said between Jeremiah and his men until I feel another manhood pressing against my ass. "My Mira, are you back with me? I know that you have been in shock, but please come back to me. This is the last man, and he is wondering if he may fuck you hard. The sun is almost rising, My Lady." I look back and I see this young man standing behind me. He had to be just in his early 20's. "Fuck me hard and make me scream." That is all that he needed to hear. Slamming into me he tears a scream out of me. "Yes! Fuck me harder!" Pain swirls around me almost like a mist until I see the shimmer and I know that he made it and he is a real person now as well. Quickly he pulls out. I never see Jeremiah lean forward to catch me as I fall to the ground. Gently he picks me up and places me on the bed. His men all come into the room and look down at me as for a moment I transform into the witch that cursed them and then I am back to myself. Gently, one of the men picks up the comforter that is folded on the end of the bed and places it over my ravaged body. As they watch, a shimmer comes over me and they hear the witch's voice: "Because she has been the one and has helped you all, she will only suffer the effects of the General. It will be as if none of you had fucked her this night." With that, the curtains flutter at the window and all is still. Filing out of the room the men take one last look at me and then at their General and they all know that he loves me. They all go out onto the porch and watch the first sunrise that they had seen in many years.