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“Jack!” I cry, throwing myself at him.
He catches me with his many vines and draws me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me.
“You’re back,” I whisper. “I knew you’d come!” I wiggle against him, and he lowers me to the rich earth. “And you’re just in time. The babies will awaken, tonight, right? I’ve looked after them, just like I promised I would.”
Jack follows me to the pumpkin patch and gazes down on what we created together. I think he’s proud. I feel the warmth emanating from him, even a foot away.
We stand together, side by side, and I grasp for his clawed hand as the soil of the patch starts to fuss. First, one pumpkin—then another—begins to move, jiggling in the ground. Vines reach out, and our first baby jack-O-lantern is born, crawling from the rich, moist earth. It toddles about, all willy-nilly, directionless and confused.
Jack stoops down and picks up his child, holding it carefully in the crook of one arm before bringing a clawed finger to its orange flesh. I gasp as he sinks his sharp claw in, carving out eyes, a nose, and finally a mouth. Then, holding the baby aloft, he rests his forehead to the baby’s and breathes his fire into it, lighting up its menacing little features with a tiny, blazing Hellflame of its very own.
“Oh my God,” I whisper, as he passes the infant to me. I clutch the little one to my chest, and a tear escapes my eye. “He’s just beautiful!” The other five follow, and soon our little army of Lanterns are toddling about, tearing through the garden and terrorizing one another in picture-perfect Halloween fashion. “We did it, Jack,” I say, as we watch them play. “You have your legacy, and a family of your own.” I sigh, my heart swelling with a monster mother’s love. “But what now?”
The jack-O-lantern scoops me off my feet, throws me over his shoulder, and swooshes us into the house in a swirl of shadow. Wasting no time, he rips open his black trench coat. I bite my lip at the gleaming, hard green cock that awaits me. Its familiar veins pulse, and I can already smell his sweetness.
“So, this is it, then? From now on, we spend some time with the kids, and then fuck like mad rabbits every Halloween?” My monster lover rumbles with mirth, and I grin in response. “Well, okay, then. That’s fine by me. Trick-or-treating is over-rated if you ask me!”
Sinking to my knees, I take his cock in hand and languorously lick the tip. Jack’s candy-flavored pre-cum is just like I remember—sickeningly sweet, but so moreish that you could never have your fill! Lapping it all up, he continues to ooze, and I glance up, raising an intrigued brow. “I think I have a better idea,” I say. Then, taking Jack’s hand, I lead him to the dining table. Tossing him a cheeky wink, I hop up, scooching back on my ass.Foregoing clothes this Halloween was the best idea!Lying down, I spread my legs, beckoning Jack with a curling finger. “I’ve missed you, and I know you’ve missed me.”
Jack approaches the table, his eyes blazing with lust. He strokes his enormous cock with one clawed hand, milking the pre-cum onto my already glistening, wet slit. Then, rubbing the bulbous head up and down, he spreads the candy-sweet lubricant, priming me for entry.
I feel that familiar, delicious pressure as he eases his beast into position, and I whimper in desperate anticipation and need. “Drive it home, Jack,” I beg.
And he does. As his firm balls slap my ass, I howl, my poor hole stretching for dear life to once more accommodate my monster. Grabbing my legs, he hooks my knees over his shoulders and pounds me like he hasn’t seen me for three-hundred and sixty-four days.
My groans of pain soon become moans of ecstasy as he plunders the deepest parts of me. Panting, with a mischievous grin on my face, I give myself over to the monster—submitting, mind, body, and soul.
My thoughts stray as Jack ravages me, wandering back to that unforgettable night in the woods on All Hallows’ Eve one year ago… Following my deviant little heart and giving in to my debauched and sinister Halloween desires was definitely the best decision I’ve ever made. And I’d make it again.
The End
