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halloween

Halloween is my favorite holiday but not for the reason you might think. This is the time of year I can easily adapt to. For those of you who don’t know, and that’s probably most of you, I am a witch. Yep, a true witch. At least that would be what you would call me. Let me tell you about a spell I cast and the man I cast it on. 

It was my freshman year of college, I was invited to a costume party. I was over the moon because I could finally do a black magic spell I had been waiting to perform. I didn’t much mess with college guys but there was a guy in grad school that I had my eye on.  He was involved with one of the girls from a nearby sorority so he really saw right through me but I was bound and determined to change that. 

On the night before the party, I gathered the things I would need, from a leaf of evening primrose to a black candle and ribbon. I took my time to make sure everything was performed exactly as needed. I didn’t want any mistakes. This was my one chance to make him notice me and I was going to make sure that not only did he notice me, but he wouldn’t forget me either. 

Halloween is my favorite time of year.

The next day I spent most of the day preparing my costume and making sure I looked amazing. I, of course, would be going as… you guessed it, a witch! But not just some ordinary witch. Oh no, I would be going as the hottest fucking witch around. I started with a matching red bra and thong. Red means power. Next, were thigh high black fishnet stockings. After pulling the short black dress over my head, I smoothed it into place making sure my tits were center stage. The cleavage alone was enough to leave a guy with a not so discrete wet spot. All I needed were the black stilettos I planned on and my hat and broomstick.

Whoever said witches couldn’t be sexy didn’t know me. I stepped back and took a long look at myself.  My dark hair full of waves down my back, my lips a ruby red and my dark eyes made up and mesmerizing. I could feel the wetness seep into my panties already. My excitement was hardly about the actual party, it was about the party favor I would be leaving with.

What are you going as this year?

As I walked into the party, I noticed it was already packed. Lots of girls dressed as slutty as possible, all vying to be noticed.  Still, I knew my power and there was no competition with a hot witch who casts spells. Needless to say, my Knight in shining armor (yes that’s exactly what he dressed as) was already there when I arrived to the Halloween party. I noticed when I entered the room that his eyes found mine. He wandered over to where I was sitting, mentioning that he hadn’t been able to get me out of his mind all day. I looked into those blue eyes and knew I had him exactly where I wanted him.

Let’s just say the night was memorable and I’m sure he still thinks of me occasionally.  So call me and let’s put a spell on you too! I promise you won’t forget this Halloween.