Hard Halloween Sex: Overpowered & Ravished by the Masked Trick-Or-Treater

by Deborah Cockram

Debbie was puzzled by the ringing doorbell. Yes, it was Halloween night, and she'd had dozens of trick-or-treaters, but the last one had visited more than an hour ago.

She glanced at the clock – midnight – far too late for the little kiddies searching for candy. Far too late for anyone.

Yet something drove her to answer the door – something inside, a trembling; a quiet smoldering sense of desire.

Against her better judgment, almost as if her mind told her know but her body was under someone else's control, she unlocked the door and pulled it open.

There he was – a man, dressed in black, face masked, but a yearning, carnal lust in his eyes like nothing she had ever seen…and before Debbie could say or do anything he was on her, stripping her, sending waves of hot lust rolling through her body – and soon she was his, and he used her in the most wicked, naughtiest ways possible in this tale of sensual, sexy mind-control stranger sex.

This FICTION short is for ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY and is intended for MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). It mind control hypnosis sex, oral, vaginal and anal penetration, creampie, and ghostly paranormal sex.


Deborah nearly jumped from the sofa when the doorbell rang. She looked around, disoriented for a few moments before realizing she had dozed off.

Deborah glanced at her watch – ten forty.

Another ring from the doorbell – a long, ominous sound her husband had put in a couple of weeks ago for the Halloween season. It sounded like something out of the Addams Family, though she found little funny about it now.

“Too late for any trick-or-treaters, even on a Friday,” she muttered to herself. “At least it ought to be.”


She stood and ambled toward the door, picking up the mostly empty bowl of candy in the hallway as she walked, catching a glance of herself in the mirror. She was dressed in a tea-length, dark Kelly green dress – long enough to be proper for the kiddies, but short enough to show off just a hint of her shapely legs. Though she wasn't particularly well-endowed, the dress – along with some help from the push-up bra she wore – showed off her cleavage quite a bit, and the tight fit of the dress accentuated her hips. Her long red hair splayed down over her shoulders, its color set off against the green dress.

Deborah paused for a second, running her left hand down her body, along the swell of her breast, along her sides, down to her hips. She sighed – her husband, Tom, had been gone far too long on his recent business trip – two weeks -- and even with the aid of a vibrator some nights she was left with an empty feeling that only intensified the ache inside her, the craving to feel a man's hand on her body, lips kissing her, cock inside her.

Another long, spooky gong from the front door bell.

“Hold on,” she called, finishing her walk to the front of the house.

She opened the door, expecting to see a kid or three standing there, shouting “trick or treat.”

Instead, a man crouched on her porch. He was dressed in black, with a black mask covering the top half of his face.

“Oh,” she said, unsure what to do, to say.

He smiled, though she wasn't sure there was much humor in his grin.

“Trick or treat,” he said, drawing out the words in a deep voice.

Deborah tried slipping behind the door. He stood from his crouch – he turned out to be quite tall, probably a full six-foot-three, which towered over her five-foot-four frame, even in her heels. He slipped his foot inside the doorway.

“C...can I help you?”

He pointed to the bowl in her hand. “I simply want a Halloween treat, please,” he said, licking his lips. “I've always thought it unfair for the kiddies to get all the sweets.”

Deborah glanced around. There was nothing she could grab, nothing she could do if this man decided he wanted inside her home. She held the bowl out to the man.

He reached in, pulled out one of the mini-candy bars, unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth.

"That's good," he said as he swallowed. "Care for one?"

Deborah shook her head from side to side.

"Oh come on," he said, reaching into the bowl again. Slowly he unwrapped another piece of candy, reached toward Deborah. She glanced around the room again – there was nothing within reach, and nowhere to run. He held the chocolate to her lips. Tentatively Deborah opened her mouth and he placed the chocolate on her tongue.

"Go ahead, eat it," he said. He cupped her face and Deborah felt almost as if an electric charge shot through her at his touch. She stifled a shiver, closed her eyes and chewed on the chocolate.

He slipped his hand down to the side of her neck, and Deborah moaned.

Oh my god, what am I doing?

She opened her eyes, stepped away from his touch, and when she did she lost contact with the door. The man took another step – he was fully inside her house now – removed another piece of chocolate from the bowl and slipped it inside his own mouth.

"It is sweet," he said, "but I don't think that moan was from the candy."

Deborah felt a flutter in her stomach – uncertainty mixed with…curiously? Desire? She wasn't sure.  Deborah knew she should be afraid, and on some level she supposed she was, but right now, the echo of the man's touch still on her skin, she wondered what his intentions were, what it would feel like to kiss him, feel his hands on her body, to experience the sensation of his cock inside her.

He reached into the bowl, took out another piece and slowly unwrapped it. Deborah simply stared, unable to move, to speak, wondering what he would do next.

The man stepped toward Deborah, put the chocolate to her mouth. She parted her lips, closed her eyes when he gently pushed the candy in, his finger slipping between her lips. He ran his finger along the inside of her mouth, across her bottom lip, to the left corner of her mouth, then pulled it back.

The chocolate melted in her mouth. She heard him unwrapping another piece, but she kept her eyes closed, slowly chewing the piece in her mouth. Then Deborah opened her eyes in time to see the man place the new piece of chocolate inside his mouth. He held it between his teeth and stepped toward Deborah, pressing his lips to hers.

He pushed the chocolate into her mouth with his tongue, forcing his tongue deep, exploring, tasting. Deborah moaned as the chocolate melted, their tongues intertwined. He ran his hand down her neck, across her chest. Deborah felt sweat breaking out across her body, her breathing became shallow and fast.

"Wait," she said, pulled away, stepping back. "I…we…"

"Don’t get shy now," he said, taking another step toward her, kicking the door shut behind him.

She felt him pushing down on the bowl, heard fingers scratching the plastic bottom. Deborah looked down – the bowl was empty.

"Uh oh," he said, his voice deep. He drew out each word. "I'm still hungry for something sweet."

Before she could react, the man stepped forward, reached around and put one hand on the back of her neck, drawing her forward, his mouth over hers, kissing deeply, hard, tongue slipping inside her mouth. His other arm snaked around her, hand against the small of her back, holding her close, tight.

The plastic bowl clattered to the ground. She put her hands to his chest, pushed against him – his chest muscles flexed, tight and hard. He strengthened his hold on the back of her neck...


About the Author

I'm Deborah Cockram, and I write all sorts of deep, dark and dirty erotica. Sometimes it's incest, sometimes bestially, occasionally with somewhat "dubious" consent, and other times it's just plain old hard and rough one-on-one (or two-on-one or three-on-one) sex.

Whatever form the sex takes, my stories almost always involve a wicked dose of bondage, sensual pain, and of course, the most depraved, carnal pleasure, all rolled up a single tale.

You know, the kind that all good girls (and bad boys) enjoy…

Because of content restrictions at many retailers, you'll only find my stories at Barnes and Noble, Excitica, some at Smashwords, and of course at naughtyerotica.org

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