The Three winners -

Writing_Interest -

Suck You What?

Wind howling, shutters shaking, Jimbo slipped into bed.

At 25, Jimbo was far from clever.

Hovering above, the filmy figure sought her prey.

First offer to lose his virginity.

Accepted, the phantom wildcat took his manhood.

Each night she purred, “Tasty cream.”

After a week, he was more 65 than 25.

“You’re a suck what?” he questioned.

“That’s succubus. I dine on your essence,” she responded.

Another week, and Jimbo withered with a century-old smile.

expressomarkie -

She touched herself under the window, knowing trick-or-treaters roamed below. The thrill was wicked until she glimpsed her face in the glass, leering with hunger. The orgasm crashed through her in helpless waves, stealing her breath, clenching her belly, leaving her writhing in trembling aftershocks. When she looked again, her eyes in the reflection blinked out of sync. Halloween night, her own desire had opened the door, and something stepped in to share her skin.

Ellie73 -

I’m the new girl, shy, inhibited. You’re kind, attentive; a gentleman. Tonight there’s a power cut. You offer to walk me home.

Crossing the dank graveyard, you transform: virile, ruthless, ripping my petticoats, my drawers, forcing me down, entering me again and again.

Oh yes. I bewitch and corrupt all my gentlemen. Welcome.

Don’t cry. Slip me your wedding ring. You’re mine now. Sleep. Soon you’ll wake in my bed, deep in the wormy earth.

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Where have you posted the winners? I’m not sure how to navigate to that place on here.

They are all on Page 2 of this thread - go to the bottom of this page and navigate to page 2

(There might be a better way, but that's how I found the others)

Wow, being one of the winners in this challenge came as a total surprise! I was just here trying to write something fun and spooky, and now I’m one of three winners? Honestly, I’m still blinking in disbelief, kind of like the reflection in my story!

Huge thanks to Kimmi for organising this wickedly fun challenge. You managed to bring out the eeriness and the eroticism in all of us, and that’s no small feat. This win feels like a treat I definitely didn’t expect... no tricks here!

To my fellow winners, you’ve set the bar so high I’m half convinced I’m still dreaming (or possibly haunted). Thanks again for letting me play in this delightfully naughty, creepy playground. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to nervously check my reflection one more time… just to be sure this really happened!

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Broken enough to forget question marks...

No question marks? That’s not broken grammar—that’s speechless admiration!

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Well—fuck me—why do I even try.

If that’s your surrender cry, I’m honoured to break your spirit so thoroughly. ;)

Thanks Kimmi, for arranging this

She touched herself under the window, knowing trick-or-treaters roamed below. The thrill was wicked until she glimpsed her face in the glass, leering with hunger. The orgasm crashed through her in helpless waves, stealing her breath, clenching her belly, leaving her writhing in trembling aftershocks. When she looked again, her eyes in the reflection blinked out of sync. Halloween night, her own desire had opened the door, and something stepped in to share her skin.

My effort

are you using "dark mode?" I am, and too have this issue - but when I turn off dark mode, the "like" heart turns red!!

Congratulations to you all

Peach - In the secluded garden, she licked, her tongue delving into the wet, eager folds, savouring the juicy, tantalizing taste. Each stroke of her tongue brought a surge of pleasure, as unseen, she too was tasted, their desires intertwined. A burst of ecstasy erupted, juices flowing freely, drenching them in shared, raw release, their bodies trembling with the passion of their connection, every drop a testament to their forbidden, lustful delight.

congrats to you all

She lay there, lost in thought, As New Year's Eve approached, ticktock, As the hands of time moved slow, Her body tensed, energy built, and flow.

Every second that passed, she grew closer, the release she craved, as the clock struck midnight, An orgasm wracked through her, As she whispered to herself, "Happy New Year."

Alone, she found her pleasure, Bringing in the new year, with no need for another.

She carved skillfully, scooping out the pumpkin's flesh, a seed-filled womb.

His eyes, like knives, cut into her form, desire's hunger sharp and unrelenting.

She worked in tandem, cutting, scraping, plunging—an erotic and hypnotic motion.

He watched, entranced, mouth agape.

"I love the action," he confessed.

She glanced up, not breaking rhythm.

"I bet that hand could do wonders with this."

He moved closer, eyes locked on hers, unfastening his pants.