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A Little Moxxie Love Party:Helluva Halloween

An Imp & a Vampire

Moxxie and Millie didn’t usually have much reason to go up to th living world around this time of the year but ion this occassion, they’d decided to take a date night on Halloween up to the surface to see an incredibly rare blood moon. The pair just making their way through the streets and having a nice time overall, it was small wonder most demons took advantage of this event to walk around freely without the need for disguises. However Millie was starting to get "hungry", her studly hubby recognising that distinct gleam of lust in her eyes, always a good indication just how much she needed him then and there and so the two decided to head to an old local haunted house to sate her appetite. The two sneak into an abandoned home, ready to start making out to build up the mood but when an unexpected sound gets their attention, they split up to find he source.

Now you can’t really blame the two for missing the distinct common red flags in horror movie tropes, after all they were demons, not drugged up or drunk horny teenagers. Besides which and yes this may sound ironic, it wasn’t like this place could actually be haunted. Yes obviously the concept of heaven and hell validated the existence o souls snd the afterlife with limbo in between so as far as Moxxie was concerned, how could there be ghosts to haunt the land of the living? So as far as the thespian possum was concerned, thinking to himself as he searched in on his side of thing, this was likely some idiot pulling hoax like in those old HB cartoons or some noisy squatted.

Suddenly Moxxie hears a scream and runs towards to find Millie, looking unharmed yet just standing completely still, staring vacantly into space. As he began trying to get her out of this state of paralysis, he senses a presence, turning to see what could only be described as Elvira, mistress of the dark if she were a thicc sexy black woman, standing on the ceiling. And damn did she have quite the figure on her with the way her dress really hugged that body and yet all Moxxie could think was….that he really wondered if maybe an actual ghost might’ve been easier to handle. Suffice to say, he had a feeling that this was going to be one of those sort of nights.

??:”Hey there cutie, name’s Wilhamena, nice to meet’cha…..”*She playfully spoke, greeting him before she pounces from her spot on the ceiling, pulls him into her arms, gives him a big kiss, and smothers him with her amazing breasts. After a brief bout of putting him through marshmallow heaven & hell, she pries the impboi from her chest, her red eyes twinkling with a recognisable glow of hazy lust, glowing violet and pink hearts fading in and out as she spoke up.*”A little forward I know, it’s just that during a blood moon a vampire's desires shoot through the roof and my husband and daughter have gone away, putting as much distance between me and them as possible. Now her desires have gone wild and she needed to be sated with some erotic passion.

Moxxie knew this was a rock and hard place sort of situation, the easy way or the hard way sort of thing but agreed to oblige the vampiric MILF if she freed his wife from the hypnotic stupor to which she smiled and promised she will do so at sunrise. With that all said and done,she took Moxxie with her as she flew off down towards the basement where a king sized coffin bed waits, throwing the little possum on over snd causing him to land in the the comfy mattress. The imp shaking his head before looking at the MILF vampire as she stripped naked, eyes widening at the sight of that exotic mocha complexion and that thicc, curvy body being laid bare on display. The horny bloodsucking bitch in heat sensually giggling as she shit a wink and a smile, blowing a kiss his way as she struck a pose in her spider-web style lingerie before that too was soon removed to give Moxxie a grand view of her in all her nude glory.

Wilhamena:”I’m flattered you definitely like what you see handsome but seems unfair for me to be the only one naked, don’t you think?”*Soon as she said that, she made her way on over to him, looming like a predator set to corner snd toy around with their prey. Licking her lips erotically as she grasped and started to strip Moxxie of his adorable little outfit, which she had to say made him look oh so dapper. Looking eager like she was unwrapping a present with every layer removed, the boxers left for last as she peeled them off his well toned legs. A gasp of sensual delight as she laid her crimson eyes on his erect cock, looking owl ready for her personal pleasure and to think she would find a little fellow like this to be as well endowed as her husband and thst man was a beast, literally!!*

The next thing Moxxie knew, Wilhamena was all over him as she caressed his thighs while she went all in on performing intense fellatio. Her blood Ruby red eyes glowing with pink lust hee arts as she deepthroated his shaft, licking and sucking as she made the tiny gentleman feel like her mouth was an oral pussy. Her tongue licking away at the length and girth as she played kisses at the base, her arousal being fuelled by the taste if his pre on her tongue. Which only made her want to have this imp fuck her all the more as the blood moon shine through the windows, bathing the basement in quite a sensual crimson glow.

But of course any awkwardness or hesitation on Moxxie’s part crumbled away against the onslaught of Wilhemena’s foreplay, leading him to return the favour. The vampiric hottie feeling like she was seeing heaven as she laid on her back, grasping the imp’s horns as he had his face between her juicy thighs with his mouth latched onto her snatch. His quite gifted tongue working its way into her folds as he drank up her love nectar, making the bloodsucking babe curl her toes and arch her back. Orgasms surging through her as her already high level of arousal skyrocketed, making her want him all the more to make some sweet, hot fuck.

But of course once the mutual foreplay had concluded, she and Moxxie proceeded to get down right to business in cleaning her of her blood moon heat, the sounds of the vampire's scream and moans keeping away any passers by who overheard them. The women among them and the neighbours within the area sighing in envy at how good the MILF must be getting it right now and why the men in their life couldn’t be that good. Some of the younger ones simply thought it was just the haunted looking house proving it was indeed so, but hey ignorance is bliss, right? Especially with all those sounds like a poltergeist was trashing the place but ooh if they knew the truth….

It was more precise to call it a poltergasm and a sexorcism as the basement echoed with the primal rhythm of a vampire woman and her little imp man making red hot fuck. The undead MILF clasping hands with her little gentleman as she rode him cowgirl style, tires bouncing snd ass jiggling to me his thrusting hips. Her dark skin glistening with a sheen of sweat as she and Moxxie showed no signs thus far of slowing down at the slightest. Leaning down to kiss the gifted little love machine passionately before they shifted into another position in their bloodmoon rut marathon.

It was in the midst of their fuckathon that Millie found the hypnosis stun wearing off, the wrath shortstack wondering what happened before she picked up the sounds she knew all too well. Following the noise to the basement where she found her husband balls deep in Wilhamena as he fucked her doggy style, the vampire sex bomb looking her way as she was clearly inviting her to join in. An invite Millie gladly accepted as she stripped and got right into the fray, making it a full on threesome. The vampire MILF drowning in ecstasy as she became the chocolate cream filling in a red imp sandwich going all long into this crimson light soaked night.

By dawn, the sun slowly rising to peek over the skyline, clad in a bathrobe, fully satisfied and back to her more cheerful casual self was sending the exhausted but happy imps on their way, with some new contact information provided to them and Moxxie's face covered with lipstick marks. Suffice to say she already looking forward to the next time around, especially if they knew any ladies her husband could enjoy. Which reminded her, she was definitely going to tell him all the juicy details soon as he and Enid got home. That man could really get going once you got him all riled up.

to say nothing of some of her lady friends who she knew would looove to meet and get to know her new imp friends. Especially Moxxie, who now that she thought about it had seemed quite familiar somehow. As back in her basement boudoir, in a coffin style book case could seen a few dvd and Blu-ray titles which bore the logo of a certain hell based porn company. Proudly stating their main star, known only as….Mysterious M….

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Lust Resort?!

On this fine halloween night, we find our trio of misfit killers for hire in the living world out on another job, which has them checking out this old abandoned multi-story resort. Their client, a ghost hunter so he claimed, was killed there and wanted revenge thinking it was his partner responsible for sending him to death and who is said to still be holed up there. All the same Moxxie was just looking to get this over and done with, since as has been mentioned before, he doesn't believe in ghosts. There is heaven or hell, there is no in between except the limbo of neither world where you had to do your time as a civil servant….long story there but point was that dead was desd and souls went on rather than linger on The mortal coil.

All the same Moxxie just wanted to get the job done so he and Millie could go enjoy their more personal fun, especially if Blitzo would start making wisecracks about any so called haunting. Honestly it was as disturbing as it was annoying how the guy could take anything and make sexual remarks about it. As they check out the place, floor by floor searching for the guy, they do notice some unusual happenings, something suddenly knocked over, a sudden whisper or howling breeze, but Moxxie brushed them off, this was an old place after all.

Part way through their search, the IMP trio opted to cover more ground by splitting up and looking through sections of the hotel. When he reached what had once been the main office of the manager, Moxxie suddenly found himself grabbed by the hand of an actual ghost!! Suffice to say the little possum was no doubt going to have to reevaluate his world view quite a bit after this as he found himself thrown to a seat which spun around a bit before it settled down. Having face none other than the spectre��herself?!!

Her indeed as Moxxie beheld the transparent ectoplasmic lowing form of a very curvy female ghost who was rocking a hairdo that woild make Marge Simpsons and the bride of Frankenstein blush. Introducing herself as Hellen Gravely, she explained how she was once the chief receptionist of this resort, until she’d died after her husband caught her having an affair with a bellhop. Not her fault the blowhard was a failure in bed and didn’t hold a candle compared to that cutie. Who she felt Moxxie rather reminded her of and how it’d been far, far too long since she felt and enjoyed the touch of a real man….

Moxxie knew a red flag when he saw it as he shot up out of the chair and scrambled for the door only to find it was locked and soon gets grabbed by Hellen once again who proceeds to get right into have her wicked way with moxie. Using her powers as a ghost, she telekinetically stripped his clothes off and mounted him to start getting down on him like a carnival ride. Meanwhile, IMP’s target hears Helen's moans and goes towards the source, getting caught and killed by blitz and Millie who ambushed him as they throw him down an elevator shaft. Listening as he fell down the shaft screaming until he hit the ground with a distinct splatter and crack, signalling the deed had been done.

Once that had concluded, Millie went to go find Moxxie while Blitz in one of his few instances of forward thinking goes to destroy any security cameras that might still be working. He didn’t want a repeat encounter DHORKS if thy so much as caught a hint of evidence they’d been around here and thinking they were planning weird shit with ghosts. Following the peculiar haunting moans, Millie found the manager’s office and found the door locked, much to her annoyance. A quick pick of the lock with one of her knives, she’d kicked it open to find herself witnessing quite the show before her.

Right then and there was her husband, balls deep in a Quite sexy as fuck ghost woman of all things!! Her beehive like hairdo becoming an undone mess like she’d just been soaked in shower, her ectoplasmic face an expression of raw primal ecstasy. It was clear they’d been going at for quite and Millie had come right into a point wherein Moxxie has finally managed to turn the tables on Hellen. Having her bent over the desk as he plowed her plow like the bitch in heat she pretty much was at this point and oh it was clear she was loving every moment of it.

How she was loving it indeed, feeling the raw passion and pleasure she’d not felt in forever since her tragic demise. Those wild, intimate encounters in the arms of her beloved bellhop, that boy had the face of an angel but the cock of a sex god and the drive of a wild beast. It’d had all been such a wonderful thing until that fat lazy bastard had to go ruin it all and kill her to boot!! The sweetheart survived of course but now here she was stuck hanging this place and along came this sweet little possum. So very much like her boy toy and ducked just as good….

Millie knows she should intervene but this wasn’t exactly a life or death situation happening right here. No sir, this was her man once again stepping up like the stud she knew he could be, so Damn good that even the soils of the horny dead wanted some from him. Sensually biting her lip as she shamelessly played with herself, cheering her man on as he kept rocking Hellen’s afterlife. This was definitely Something to share with the gals on the group chat but getting them to believe her was a different story……

Every second and minute passing on with no signs of stopping, the walls and floors were becoming soaked with a different sort of ectoplasm. The ghost woman screaming with wanton abandon as she relished this one final moment of true, intimate sexual passion. And then it finally happened as the imp stud finally came inside of her, his man juice becoming energy which filled snd flowed inside of her. It was truly as a climax Helen finally lets out a rapturous scream as she began to fade away out of existence as if she suddenly seemed to pass on.

Moxxie wasn’t sure if that had all been just a dream, all he knew was that he was naked, covered in Somethjping wet, warm and slimy and oh hey there was his wife. Who of course pounced in him for sloppy seconds, licking and sucking him off clean, all horny from her voyeurism show of her man fucking a ghost woman into the great beyond. The imp couple having a quickie before they were presentable again, Meeting back up with Blitzo who wondered where they’d been. Suffice to say, hey felt it no needed to tell him about wha happened, woild he eben believe it? Back in Hell, sometime after that quite eventful Halloween, Moxxie and Millie were just enjoying some R&R in the office when suddenly get a call on the IMP phoneline. Answering it only to be greeted with the voice Helen herself asking for some more fun. Yeah figures given the circumstances and tricky issues with souls and how they lived and died, she wound up in Hell. Not that she minded since it meant a chance to meet Moxxie again.

It so happened she licked winding up in Pentagram Town where she was now working as assistant manger at the Happy/Hazbin Hotel. Seems Charlie felt she was a good candidate for redemption plus her experience working at a resort made her ideal for such a job. Truly Hell I what You make of it and Hellen was proof of that. How sweet it is….

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Drain-dead 13?!

Moxxie would say this about Mr.Sketch among a couple of things was that he was a damn better boss than Blitzo and knew how to ensure fair treatment of his employees. Be they part of the production crews or among the many men and women who made up his talent roster, the flaming skull-headed Enigma liked to see those under his wing were taken care of hence why the studio grounds had a wealth of leisure facilities on hand. From a well stocked and catered cafeteria to an Olympic sized swimming pool, even a full on hair and make-up salon with a bevy of beauticians able to make even a haggard Frankenstein's monster looking hoe look like a Franken-FINE!! It was during his first ever trip to said salon of course that he would meet one of its workers, a vampiric Vixen by the name of Vivi whose Wrath sounding accent certainly accentuated her exotic, stunning good looks. Frankly Moxxie should've known it was a red flag when Mr.Sketch, who'd brought him over here personally to get him looking good and prepped for one of his first shoots as a new SFP star, had seemed annoyed that she was among the few available to do the deed.

so of course Sketch had to relent and leave Vivi to handle the job of prettying Moxxie, not that he wasn’t already good for a camera of course but show biz ya know? Shooting her a quick “I’m watching you” gesture, he took his leave as he had other matters to attend to while Moxxie sat in a styling chair to await Vivi getting to work. Suffice to say, he had a feeling she was going to make the most of this opportunity if that big smile on her Ruby red lips was anything to go by. Her sharp fangs gleaming as she licked up a comb and scissors snd got right down to work.

So far so good of course, nothing too out of the ordinary as she started off with a little shampoo and conditioning. Followed up with a simp,e trim and cut of his well styled hair, even giving his horns a little polish an filing for good measure. Then doing the same to his hooves and nails, she was certainly being a professional and doing a damn good job of it. It made him wonder what Mr.Sketch had been so concerned about with the vampire, she seemed friendly enough and that accent of hers reminded him of Millie.

Vivi then instructed him to close his eyes as she draped a warm towel over his face, telling him to relax as she was now going to give him a massage. Seems she was also a spa masseur if that was anything to go by, as she gave his feet a quick rub then moved along his legs. THEN came the every telltales of the zip of his fly being undone, his cock clearly being fished out of the confines of his boxers snd engulfed in Something very wet and warm. Muffled moans vibrating around his shaft as he recognised the distinct sensations of fellatio being done to him.

Yes indeed with the warm towel as a makeshift blindfold, Vivi was indeed sucking Moxxie’s dick, her blue face flushed with a blush of arousal and her Ruby red lips wrapped around his shaft. Eyes glowing with clear lust as she bobbed her head up and down like a lewd metronome. Lipstick marking rings around his the length and girth as she got deeper until she was fully deepthroating him. Purring with delight as she felt the imp’s hips buck out of reflex, working snd riling him up with the need to rut.

The next thing Vivi knew, to her shock and surprise, Moxxie grabbed her Afro like mane of hair and was suddenly piston pumping his hips like a jackhammer. The vampire southern Belle clearly not having expected such a cutie to be such a beast and yet here she was feeling him penetrate her throat. His balls smacking her chin as it seemed her little oral surprise had flipped a few mental switches. Snd yet he had only just begun….

Many of the salon workers simply shook their head in bemusement as they heard Vivi’s sensual cries and moans through the doors of her private parlour. It wasn’t often Vivi had the tables turned in her but would serve her right after how she often had her way with the newcomers. There was a reason why Mr.Sketch had been wary about her, oh she was a talented stylist but she was also still a horny bitch of a vampire. And Moxxie wasn’t the first or last guy she ambushed but he about make her the victim for a change.

Indeed within the parlour, Vivi was getting her unlike world rocked six ways to Sunday, her and Moxxie both naked as he had bent over the make uo counter. Fucking her from behind as Moxxie was grunting nd growling like an animal, grasping those luscious hips of hers. Her blue skinned booty jiggling and clapping with the impact of their loins smacking together. Her face and titties pressed and rubbing up against the mirror as her hair was a mess and her mascara ran like black inky tears.

And how she loved every damn second of it, it wasn’t often Vivi found herself topped like this. She was used to being the predator and the new boy toys hired on the studio her prey, especially the ones who seemed still like inexperienced virgin boys. But this was no scared little vanilla boy here, he was a red velvet devil’s food cake with some major cream filling. And she was about to get a real good taste of it all.

Every few seconds passed into minutes as Moxxie kept fucking her from having her up against the wall to making her bounce in his lap as he sat back in the styling chair. The sugar and honey smooth vampire stylist looking more whorish and slutty than the porn stars when they were in action for a scene, her blue undead booty sporting red handprints from Moxxie spanking it. Orgasms hitting her one after another until she howled as she felt a big one hit from him blowing his load inside of her, chasing her to fall into a naked, sweaty and cum soaked slump on the floor. The imp recovering in the afterglow as he looked at the results of his handiwork, wondering if he’d be in trouble.

Moxxie wouldn’t have to wait long for an answer as the door to the private parlour unlocked and opened, revealing the salon receptionist and Mr.Sketch along with his personal assistant. Deadpan expressions in their face as they glanced down at the shameless, pleasure overloaded vampire. Yeah it was clear they had a feeling she would pull a stunt like this, wasn’t the first or last time. The flaming skullheaded Enigma looking his way as he snapped his fingers.

Sketch:”Pam, get a towel and take Moxxie to the spa, get him showers,then bring him back here and make sure it’s Cathy whi takes care of his styling.”*The assistant nodded as she did just that, leading the towel clad imp off and away, reassuring him he was just fine. The skullhead then looked to the receptionist and instructed her in turn.*”Have this mess get cleaned up then take this treacherous little hoe off to the punishment room. You hear that Vivi? You’re getting a train run on you!! I give you one job and you can’t help yourself can you?”*He threatens the vampire with was clearly going to be some erotic torture. Call it futilebut it was either this or kill her and good stylists were hard to come by.*

Vivi of course considered it totally worth it after a lay like that but she definitely needed another dose of Moxxie love after that. Maybe getting into Mr.Sketch’s good graces would help if she offered the security footage of their rut? As for Moxxie, there was no further incidents after that little Salon liaison but Something told him encounters like that would happen plenty of times. But hey at a porn studio when wasn’t it likely, right?

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