Idle Hands

I think I had full moon fever.  Not sure what came over me. Maybe it’s because Halloween is approaching that I was feeling a little dark. Normally I am just a big cock fucker. I’m all about the size. But It was almost like I was possessed. I got my husband’s big tactical knife and went out for a walk. Now normally I don’t go walking alone, nor do I really walk, unless it’s to go get some big dick. This night was different. I felt like something was calling me into the woods. Something was controlling me.

I started walking and came across an old railroad. I started following the tracks. I had my big knife if anything happened. But then I just stopped dead in my tracks, no pun intended. I saw a man, a rather scary looking man. I stared at him for awhile to see if he was gonna make a move  towards me but he was motionless. Rather creepy. Just gazed right through me. But then it was like some how he led me here; some how he was controlling me. Like I was meant to see him, meant to stop right here.

I pulled my jeans off, removed my panties and bent over showing him my ass and cunt. He was still motionless, expressionless. I had laid the knife on the ground to masturbate for my creepy watcher but my hand picked up the knife as if compelled to do so. I started rubbing it all over my body. I think inserted it in my cunt. It was like that horror film “Idle Hands.” My mind knew I shouldn’t be doing this, but my hand was not being controlled by me. I started fucking my pussy with a knife. The cool steel felt hot in my pussy. But I was starting to bleed a little. I tried to go slower, but my hand went faster. I was scaring myself. Then suddenly my hand dropped the now bloody knife. I kicked it away quickly before I was compelled to pick it back up.

I looked for my stranger and he was gone. Just like that. A shadowy motionless figure in the woods that for a brief moment had some odd control over me. Was it a witch? A demon? A ghost? Or simply the devil himself? Whatever it was it pulled me into the woods, to that train track. My pussy will heal and be back to taking huge cock again soon. But I can’t shake the feeling that something is still out there, something evil lurking in the woods that wants me, wants me dead.

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