BOB VELSEB SMUT [for Micheal man Only]

!It's Spooky Month!

Kinks include: Blood, Masks, Marking, Maso/sadism, Stomache bulge, etc.

It was almost midnight. You shouldn't be out this late, but barely any of the lousy houses around here were giving out candy, since that legend of the cannibal man roaming the streets every year on this day. You had never seen him, just the occasional angsty teen dressing up as him for shits and giggles. You knew it was dangerous, but you wanted more candy. You walk the empty streets, only now realizing how lonely you really were. The light October breeze sailing through your legs. You were starting to regret your short lengthed vampire costume. You felt eyes practically burning holes into the back of your neck, but you still walked and walked, hoping to see a house with a porch light at least.

Realistically, it was pointless. No one was awake or willing to give out any more candy, there was no kids out in the street, nothing. But suddenly, there wasn't nothing. There was a noise. Footsteps slowly getting clearer, louder. You had half a mind to steal a glance. And your dumbass did. Behind you was a wide eyed man in a red devil mask and a red sweater, holding two small (yet very sharp) knifes in either hand. You stood in shock for a second. So this is how you were gonna die, huh?

But, shockingly his eyes didn't show the look you normally would see in the articles, no. His look was one of.. lust? Half lidded dark eyes, red swirling within. You must have been reading into this whole thing wrong, maybe you were just horny? He licked his lips as he inches closer and closer. His body was inches away, you had to look up to see his eyes. He looked at you like you were prey, his next victim. He rubbed the flat dull part of his knife's blade  against your arm. He did so in a slow up and down motion. Goosebumps pricked lightly at your skin, following the trail of the cold knife. You looked down some, giving into your urge as you see his bulge pressing firmly against his trousers. You let out a small gasp at the realization. He pinned you against a nearby tree impatiently. Without taking off his mask, he roughly kissed your lips, almost bruising them in the process.

He looked down at you with eyes that were almost animalistic. He took his left knife and cut into the fabric of your vampire costume, cutting it clean off. You were suddenly exposed to the cold October air. He sunk his teeth into your neck, deep enough to cause a gash. You groaned at the pleasuring pain Bob was giving you. You scrambled to unbutton his pants, as he pulled the shirt off of his head. With a sadistic grin, he scrapped his initials on your inner thigh, blood sleeping from the wound. You let out a hiss. He almost looked completely gone as he plunged his head down and lapped hungrily at the gushing wound. He looked so attractive when his mouth was dripping with your blood. He didn't waste a second thrusting two fingers into your cunt. You moaned loudly at the large stretch, not unpleasantly so.

He pistoned his fingers in an out of your hole, making sure to avoid your g-spot. His other hand was occupied with your nipple. Twisting and pulling at it, rubbing it even. You wailed in pleasure with the combined feelings. He even added a third finger, just to make sure. It was torture, you wanted his dick inside of you then and there. He finally got finished prepping you. You pulled down the last of the clothes he had—his boxers. And damn was he hung. You finally realized why he took so long to prep you. He noticed you were starting and chuckled lightly. You honest to got thought you were gonna die right then and there, you were gonna die by Bob's giant fucking dick. He placed his hands on your shoulders and pushes you down on your knees. You gasp as you feel the cold grass on your knees. His Dick is right in front of you, you blush. He wanted you to suck that thing?? He placed his index finger on your chin, and his thumb at your bottom lip and parts your lips slightly, your tongue slowly reaching out. You lick a stripe from the base to his tip, making sure to swirl your tongue around the tip. He groans lowly. You slowly take the tip into your mouth, and then the rest of his dick. You only made it about 1/4 of the way before your face looks stuffed and it almost reaches the back of your throat. You hesitate before looking up at him, he gives you silent incouragement. You take about 1/3 before you start gagging, but your not giving up until you have a least half of this dick in your mouth. You finally swallow half of him. You look up at him with a look of achievement in your eyes, and he gives you a nod of approval. He then starts slowly thrusting into your mouth, your gag reflex almost not existing anymore. He slowly speeds up to an almost animalistic pace, fucking your mouth. Your moans are muffled as he uses your mouth as a Fleshlight. You love to hear the moans he lets out, getting louder every thrust. You feel thick fluid burst down your throat as he yells

"CUMMING~"

You swallow it all down greedily. Every last load of cum he gifts you. He is panting above you as he slowly removes his dick from your mouth. It coming out with a pop sound. You slowly stand on shaky feet as he pins you to the tree again.

"Don't think I was done with you quite yet."

He then pushes his dick into your cunt. You moan loudly at the long intrusion. It hurt so deliciously. You look down at his dick, balls deep into your hole, a bulge forming under your stomache. So this really is how you die, huh? He looks down with you, a surprised snicker leaving his lips. The imagery only seemed to spur him on, as he roughly started pounding you into the tree. No doubt your ass is bruised. You moan loudly as his dick bulge appears and disappears at a rapid pace. The loud slapping of his balls against your ass almost disguises the loud whines you are letting out. His grip on your hips is deadly as he slams as hard as he ought to into your dripping cunt. But don't be fooled, he was groaning almost as loud as you were. He looked so dominant, yet, so so pathetic. You take your chances and lunge your head forward into his neck. Sinking your fake costume fangs into his flesh. Luckily these teeth weren't cheap, and they sunk deep. And he enjoyed every second of it, groans and sobs leaving his mouth In a flash. You barley noticed that his thrusts were becoming harsher; deeper. You shouted that you were close, and he said he was close as well. He gave one last hard thrust before he basically creampied you with the volumes of cum he was pumping out. It wasn't long before you came as well with a loud wail. He slowly pulled out, leaving you to fall down against the tree, red faced with saliva dripping down from your lolled out tongue eyes unfocused. You both stood there panting for a bit until you eventually passed out, cum dripping from your slit, down your thigh, and into the grass. He picked you up and started walking to his home to give you a proper bath.

(This was for Micheal, and Micheal only to read. If you're not Micheal pls erase this from memory 😘)