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toxicanonymity · 1 year

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Rock Bottom Ch 6: Rock Hard

3.1k | Corey x Y/N, Corey x Y/N x Michael x Corey x Y/N | NSFW

Summary: They just can't help themselves 🥵

She turns off the flashlight and slowly holsters it along with her gun. She takes a deep breath, mesmerized by Corey's disheveled, aroused state.

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Corey watches (Y/N) survey the scene and prays she arrived alone.

Seeing her in uniform takes him back to 2019 when she felt him up at the courthouse. Corey now suspects that before she met Michael, she didn't desperately crave criminal cock. He wonders if she was miserable like him or had a good life. He wonders what her first time with Michael was like. He can still taste Michael's cock in his mouth, and his jaw is pleasantly sore.

Her flashlight illuminates Dr. Mathis on the ground. She kicks him to make sure he's dead - probably not Sheriff's Office protocol. She bends down and puts her fingers on the doctor's pulse through the dry-cleaning bag. Corey quietly stands up, but stays doubled over, holding his bloody hand and pressing his wrist into his stiff, aching shaft.

She's still looking at the doctor, inspecting the scene curiously. Her hand goes to her radio.

"He was a bad guy," Corey interrupts. His voice is even lower and more gravely than usual.

She stands and whips around toward him. "Cunningham, is that you?" Her light shines on him.

She touches her radio and says, "False alarm." It beeps. She comes closer and starts to ask, "What are you-" when she looks through the glass sliding door to the bedroom and sees Deb, the nurse, pinned to the wall.

Her eyes widen and she steps closer to the sliding door. "He was here." She turns to face Corey more directly. He raises an arm to shield his eyes from the light and she lowers it. The light falls down his blue sweater and lands on his unbuttoned pants. Her eyebrows shoot up, intrigued.

She turns off the flashlight and slowly holsters it along with her gun. She takes a deep breath, mesmerized by Corey's disheveled, aroused state. The look on her face says his cock is the only thing in the world that matters right now. He follows her gaze to the swell in his briefs peeking out from his unbuttoned pants.

She approaches and stands right up against him. He doesn't budge. She grabs his ass. Her uniform pants glide smoothly against his engorged briefs while her belt digs into his hip bones. Corey begins to breathe heavier. Before he knows it, his hands are unbuttoning her uniform top. And she lets him. No hesitation this time.

Corey pauses and meets her eyes. "Yeah, he was here," he tells her. "And you don't know Michael as well as you think."

"Why's that," she asks quietly in his ear, uninterested. She pulls him against her and grinds into him. He swells harder and she exhales with a soft moan.

"I sucked his cock," Corey says.

She laughs into his neck and her breath is warm on his skin. Corey sniffs.

She pulls back to look at him, and her smile fades when she sees his watery eyes.

"Holy shit." For a moment, she looks like she's seen a ghost, but one she'd like to fuck.

"Yeah," Corey says. "It was. . ." His lip trembles.

"Yeah," she says softly, looking into his eyes.

She looks at him warmly and touches his cheek. There's a hint of sympathy but mostly wonder. She closes her eyes and kisses his lips. When she looks at him again, her eyes are wild. She licks her lips and takes a deep breath. She walks Corey up against the glass door.

She breathes heavily, looks back and forth between his eyes, cradles his head with one hand, and kisses him desperately, like she wants to suck something out of him.

She reaches into his briefs.

"God," she says half into his mouth when she feels his naked girth.

He thrusts into her hand. He's still painfully hard and her soft skin feels so good. She pulls his cock out and steps back enough to marvel at it, then lowers herself to her knees. She admires it head on then wraps her lips around it. She takes it halfway into her mouth and sucks. A pang of pleasure shoots through his gut. After only a moment, she stops to lustily admire it again. She licks it up and down and massages it slowly in her hand as it weeps. She sucks up his pre-cum and starts to take him into her mouth again, then stops.

"No," she says, her brow furrowing as she thumbs the swollen head. "I need you inside me."

Corey inhales deeply.

Her face is flushed and her chest heaves under her unbuttoned uniform. "Right now," she says to his cock, then looks up at Corey before standing. She grabs a tool from her belt and pries open the glass door. She holds it open for Corey and unbuckles her belt with the other hand.

Corey undresses then sits at the foot of the bed, massive erection throbbing in one hand against his abdomen.

Her cheeks grow even rosier as she admires the pool of blood under Michael's artwork while pulling off her boots. She puts the gun on the bed and lets the weight of her belt and holster send her pants to the floor with a thud. She takes the radio off, turns it down, and throws it in the pile.

She walks up between Corey's knees. He lets go of his cock and she grabs it while he pulls down her soaked underwear, then feels her with his thick fingers.

Corey wants her so bad his face hurts, but he feels guilty about last time. "Are you sure?" He asks.

"God, yes," she says, and the breath in her voice leaves no doubt that she means it.

She spreads her knees wide to straddle Corey’s broad frame on the bed. "You're right. I guess I don't know him."

Corey swallows.

"He wants you alive," she adds.

She grabs his cock and massages her clit with it, breathing heavily.

"You really sucked him off," she says, shaking her head. "That's so fucking hot." She looks like she means it.

She positions his swollen tip for entry. Corey's brow furrows. He wets his lips as his large hands knead her hips.

"Are you sure?" She asks.

Between heavy breaths, he manages to say, "I'd die happy."

Her wet heat begins to engulf the head of his cock. He groans and pulls her hips down.

Her tight cunt sinks onto him and she gasps as her insides make way for his girth. Corey thrusts his hips up and she moans. She feels so hot, so wet, so snug. He can feel every ridge of her walls. She begins to rise up and he pulls her down harder. His breath hitches as he bottoms out. They grind their hips in rhythm.

Red and blue lights flash in the fog outside and Corey's heart jumps into his throat. He freezes and his large hands force her still on his cock.

"Is back-up coming?" He asks her.

She doesn't even look. Her eyes are barely open. "We're good, just fuck me," she begs, rolling her hips into him.

Corey wants nothing more than to do just that, but lights are definitely flashing outside.

"A car's here," he insists. She turns to look but the light cuts off before she can see it.

She sighs and reaches for the gun. "Leave the look-out to me, okay? Fuck me, then we’ll get out of here."

She rises halfway up his cock then sinks back down with a moan and starts rolling into him again. She puts her wrists behind his head, holding the gun in one hand and fingering his curls with the other as she rides him. Corey lets her, but he's hesitant. Law enforcement is definitely on the property.

"Fuck me like you mean it," she demands. She takes his chin in her hand. "Now." She's not asking.

She pauses to rip off her undershirt and bra. Then she starts moving her hips again, her eyes drifting from the window to the artwork. She takes a deep breath and begins riding him full-throttle, moaning.

It feels too good. Corey closes his eyes and they kiss sloppily – So much for the look-out. He kneads her asscheeks and already feels like he could come any second.

A noise outside startles him.

"It's nothing," she says, incapable of caring about anything but his cock inside her. She keeps riding him. A rush of pleasure shoots from his balls, through his chest, to his throat. His ass clenches and he erupts inside her, his strong arms wrapping around her back. He buries his mouth in her neck to keep from making noise. She moans quietly with each pulse of his enormous load. When his balls are empty, Corey slows to a halt. Any other time, he'd be committed to making her come.

"No, no, no, PLEASE don't stop," she begs. She's practically crying.

Corey feels bad. She's already such a hot mess, how long could it possibly take her to come? What's more, if he's honest with himself, he feels so much safer with her walls around his cock, even in this hazardous situation. He hopes she'll finish quickly.

"Yeah," he pants. "Just a sec." Her hips move and his large hands still her.

She twitches around him and he groans from the overstimulation, but a loud crash cuts him off. Corey reflexively tightens his arms around her. They sit frozen on the bed.

There's a scuffle, a man groans, and something clatters to the ground.

Corey starts to whisper, “should we-”

"Shhh. Don't move," she says.

They stay perfectly still for what feels like five minutes. His cock twitches inside her and her nipples harden against his pecs.

They hear footsteps. She lets Corey's cock slide out and slowly leans back to peer across the room. His hands on her hips keep her from falling off him. The blood rushes to his pounding heart and head. Both of them stay frozen, looking toward the sound.

The footsteps resume and get closer, heavier.

A shadow appears.

Then a shape.

It's Michael Myers.

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Michael enters the room with a knife in one hand and something else in the other. He stops to observe the scene, sniffing the air like an animal. Corey should be afraid, but he feels a rush of life and arousal.

Michael approaches the bed from the side, with Corey and (Y/N) both frozen on the foot of the bed, breathing heavily. She's still straddling Corey.

Michael observes them like one of his art installations, then tosses two Sheriff's Office badges onto the bed next to them. Michael stares at the badges, then at them, as though to say, "you're welcome."

His boots thud as he slowly steps to the foot of the bed to stand in front of them. She begins to dismount Corey, but Michael stops her with the flat of his knife on the nape of her neck. Her nipples pucker. Corey keeps his arms around her and watches Michael. There's a prominent bulge in Michael’s suit.

Michael breathes deeply and slowly. He begins to unzip his own jumpsuit. She hears the zipper and looks at Corey with her eyes wide. Corey’s cock rapidly hardens against her clit, and her eyes close with a gasp. Corey can’t tell if she’s scared or excited until she rubs herself against Corey's cock. She’s so warm and slick. Even wetter than before.

Corey swells back to full mast with a shudder. He doesn’t dare move. He glues his eyes to Michael's unzipped uniform. Michael’s breath gets louder and his monster cock falls out. It almost seems to glisten.

Corey is still sitting there with (Y/N) straddling his lap. Michael steps forward and spreads his feet to either side of Corey’s, looming over them. Michael’s large hand on her back pushes both of them down. Corey lies flat while she hugs him with all fours.

Michael huffs, bends his knees, and his hand presses down on the small of her back. He lets his cock fall between her legs and graze Corey’s balls, sending a shockwave through Corey. Michael slickens himself with their combined mess, then aligns himself, holds her down, and plunges into her ass.

Her eyes go wide, her mouth falls open, and she grunts as she’s propelled forward, wetly dragging up Corey’s shaft. She reaches down and nestles Corey's tip in her front door and he gasps.

Michael retreats slightly, then he pulls her back hard onto both of them and she groans. Her cunt is so tight on Corey’s cock with Michael in her ass. Through her thin membrane, Corey feels Michael's every groove and vein right up against his own. It's unlike anything he's ever felt before or even knew he could feel. He rests his hands on her back and gazes into the holes of the mask, taking it all in.

Michael puts his hands down on the bed. He pulls back, then thrusts into her harder, and Corey feels every inch of his monster cock push by. Michael hovers over them, his mask making eye contact with Corey. Corey starts fucking her warm, wet cunt in sync with Michael's rhythm. Corey pulls back while Michael pushes in.

Their bodies drift back toward the headboard. The mattress sinks under Michael’s weight as he kneels on the bed, straddling Corey’s legs, and they keep fucking. With every thrust into her, Michael’s cock firmly strokes Corey’s, and every time, a pang of pleasure shoots through Corey’s ass.

Corey thought his wildest dream was to fuck Michael, but he never could have imagined the intimacy of this moment, feeling the rock-hard silhouette of Michael's cock drag against his own, hot and wet, their balls meeting, the mask gazing down at him.

Their three bodies blur together in synchronicity. Corey grunts and Michael breathes. She groans and wails as she’s fucked by both killers at the same time. They continue pounding her, their shafts sliding against each other through her thin wall.

Michael audibly grunts, making Corey’s balls jerk. Corey doesn’t want to finish yet, but the next time the shape drags against him, it’s too late. Corey pulsates powerfully as he comes. Michael keeps fucking her, rubbing against Corey's cock, slapping into his slowly emptying balls. Corey groans at the overstimulation.

Her walls contract and she moans into Corey's neck. Michael doesn’t let up. The rhythm of his hard, veiny length keeps Corey coming longer than he ever has. Corey groans loudly and she wails. They sound like wild animals as they come together while Michael remains relentless.

Corey tries to kiss her but Michael grabs both her wrists, pulling her chest up and away. He holds her arms out. Her breasts quake as she finishes coming. Then, her head bows in exhaustion and she silently cries, tears falling onto Corey. She and Michael look like an obscene crucifix. As her convulsions fade, he lets her collapse onto Corey.

Michael pulls out, still absurdly erect, but Corey stays inside her. Safe, comfortable, protected.

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Corey is just beginning to catch his breath when his legs are forced open by Michael kneeling between them. His whole body erupts in goosebumps. Michael drags his cock through the frothy blend trickling down Corey's balls, then his wet tip probes Corey’s entrance. Corey is instantly rock hard again inside (Y/N). She whimpers and stays wrapped around Corey’s body, enrobing his hard cock. Michael’s arms wrap around Corey’s thighs.

Michael yanks Corey back on his wet cock, breaching the tight, virgin ring of muscle. Corey hears his own groan echo through the house before he can fully process that this is really happening. Michael plunges into him again. When the swollen tip hits Corey’s prostate, Corey feels like God is physically touching his soul. His eyes sting with tears.

Michael's powerful thrusts into Corey propel (Y/N) up Corey’s cock, then she sinks back down as Michael retreats. The three of them move as one machine with Michael as the engine. Corey feels something building deep inside him.

She moans into Corey's neck and the flat of her teeth press into his skin as Michael’s rhythm bounces her on Corey’s cock. Corey’s prostate throbs harder and harder. He's never been this hard, and he can hear it in her whimpers.

Her tight, wet cunt massages his cock while Michael destroys his hole and rearranges his insides. Michael shows no signs of fatigue. The pressure builds more and more and Corey savors every second.

Something explodes deep within Corey, sending several pulsing waves through his body before his cock erupts again. He groans as the most intense rush overwhelms him and he pulsates enormously inside her. She cries out and contracts around him. She bites his neck and moans into him.

Michael twitches inside Corey and inhales sharply. Michael grunts, then softly groans as his cock pumps violently into Corey, and Corey keeps coming.

There’s a whole galaxy flowing between them, with Michael’s unfathomable load emptying into Corey and Corey’s into her. Michael stays still and quiet as he finishes, while she and Corey writhe and moan into each other.

Michael pulls out and drops Corey’s legs, then zips up. He stands by the bed and picks up his knife, gripping the handle, blade-down. For a moment, Corey thinks this might be the end of his life. But Michael observes them for a few seconds, then walks out.

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Corey quietly sobs. A week ago, he had nothing and no idea what he wanted. He was too tired to dare to dream. Michael plucked him from the edge of death and gave him new life, purpose, and want. And now he's made Corey's dreams come true, and more.

Corey is euphoric. Life makes sense. He's struck by the interconnectedness of everything and everyone and every little moment. For the first time, he's glad Jeremy Allen died that night. He's glad he was bullied and tormented for three years. He's happy to be the psycho. He's proud to be Haddonfield's other Boogeyman. Because all of that brought him to this moment right here.

(Y/N) gently coaxes Corey into leaving. First, they strip the bed and take the linens. There are two dead cops - one in the kitchen, one outside. The one outside is face down in the pool in a giant cloud of red.

He makes her swear not to burn, dump, or even wash the linens. He wants to keep them forever. She's obviously just pacifying his post-coital psychosis when she agrees, but he still appreciates it.

She calls the scene in to dispatch as if she had the wrong address before. Then, Corey leaves on his motorcycle. He clenches his ass as he rides, wanting to keep Michael's seed inside as long as possible.

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hersweetrevenge · 1 year

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corey reaches certified passenger princess status on his and michael's road trip.

#corey cunningham #michael myers #halloween ends #halloween #corey cunningham x michael myers #michael myers x corey cunningham #cunningmyers

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baneswood-sins · 1 year

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People complaining about the age gap between Michael and Corey are missing the real theoretical consent issue they could be championing: Corey is totally talking advantage of a severely mentally ill old man lmfao /s

#corey cunningham #michael myers #Michael myers x Corey Cunningham #Michael x corey #do they have a ship name yet #can they be murder boyfriends #halloween ends

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monobono69 · 2 years

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I can’t wait for Halloween Ends Par 2 🥹

#they were sent to hell for being gay #corey x michael #Michael Myers x Corey Cunningham #halloween ends

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phntmeii · 8 months

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✰ Slashers Thoughts on having kids w/ SO

“What do you mean? You only need me.” You’re already taking care of them like they are your child.

Billy Lenz, Brahms Heelshire, PostMichael!Corey Cunningham, RZ!Michael Myers

Doesn’t think they’d make a good parent and would rather not. Can be convinced otherwise over time.

Billy Loomis, PreMichael!Corey Cunningham, Jason Voorhees, OG!Michael Myers, Patrick Bateman, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair

Is ready to have 16 children on ask. Blatantly is using this as an excuse to get into your pants.

Bo Sinclair, Freddy Krueger, Jennifer Check, Lester Sinclair, Stu Macher

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djorgcre · 8 months

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this is my meal i call this ✨girl dinner✨

#halloween ends #micheal myers #slasher fucker #slasher imagines #slasher smut #slasher x reader smut #michael myer smut #micheal myers smut #slasher x reader #corey cunningham #ethan landry #ghostface x reader #ghostface smut #ghostface #gf!ethan #halloween movie #slasher fanfiction #slasher x you #slashers

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markhoffmans-certified-slut · 1 year

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Slashers Respond to you Asking Them “Ass or Boobs?”

Pairing: Slasher Men x f!reader

Notes: I’ve returned. For the time being. It’s been a crap week and I miss my shitty ex so here’s some slashers to try and get my mind off of it!

Characters in this chapter include: Art, Billy, Stu, Brahms, Corey, Dennis, Mark, Michael, and Pinhead.

You can find the other chapters I’ve written and will continue writing for the texting series here!

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imjustasillygirlwholikesgirls · 2 years

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Watching Michael myers gets his ass beat by Corey is the funniest thing I have ever seen in my entire life. Bro was beefing with a senior citizen… like Michael was just chilling in them stank ass sewers and Corey just comes out of nowhere and drags the old man..I was so embarrassed for Michael here..they was really tussling, Scrap boxing over a mask that is over 40 years old and probably smells like shit😭 #corey abuses the elderly real

#halloween ends #michael myers x reader #corey cunningham #corey cunningham x reader #senior citizens #bro old asf #bro got his ass beat by a punk ass bitch #slashers x reader #slasher x you

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screamiac · 10 months

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Just so everyone knows because I haven't been clear with it lol, I take requests!! Currently not for fics but for like little drabbles and like, headcanons, so feel free to send in ur lil thoughts, they can be nsfw or sfw, it doesn't matter, and I might elaborate on them !! <3

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toxicanonymity · 1 year

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Michael Makes Corey Watch

900 | NSFW 18+ variety of dark depravity incl. Forced masturbation / cuckolding

Michael Myers x Fem!Reader, Corey Cunningham

Original: Michael Makes Them Watch.

AU where Michael and Corey meet in a different way like if he was a bystander in Michael's game (rules recapped under 'keep reading'). There is so much cucking going on here.

Enjoy & Happy Shaperil!

Michael's Game (Rules):

Watch or you die

Jack off or you die

Come before Michael or you die

You're running from Michael and end up on the Cunningham doorstep. You're new to the neighborhood and don't know them well. You've seen Corey doing yardwork and couldn't help but notice him, but his mother keeps him locked up. Their porch light is on, so you bang frantically on the door. Joan demands to know what you're doing out so late, until she sees Michael trailing behind you. She lets you in and locks the door, yelling in her northern accent "Corey!!!!" because Ronald isn't home.

You're not thinking clearly, so you run upstairs to hide. Michael kicks in the door while you're still on the stairs. He immediately stabs Joan to death. You end up in Corey's room and close the door behind you. Corey is confused. He's sitting up in bed wearing only briefs and just putting his glasses on. He asks you what's going on, then Michael busts in. Michael grabs him by the throat and holds him for a good 30 seconds with Corey choking, grasping at Michael's hand, and getting hard. Michael drags him down the stairs while you hide in another room. There's a bunch of commotion downstairs, then Michael stomps back up and finds you. Michael throws you over his shoulder and brings you down to the dining room where Corey is tied up, duct tape on his mouth.

Michael slams you face down on the empty dining room table and starts ripping your clothes off. Corey's trying desperately to get free, but his efforts only push him back from the table so you can see his whole body. He looks good. You didn't realize how bad you wanted to tie him up and ride him until this moment. You're startled from your fantasies when Corey's eyes widen as he looks behind you, and you feel Michael's cock slap your ass. A pang of pleasure shoots through you. It's not that you want Michael, but it's natural to get aroused when you fear for your life, and it's also natural to get aroused by the touch of a nice, hard cock.

Corey won't make eye contact with you. In fact, he starts averting his gaze entirely. Michael is none too pleased. He drags Corey's chair closer. Then, he takes Corey's already-hard cock out of his briefs. Corey's face turns red and he tries to look away. Michael grabs his jaw, turning his head toward you. Then he puts Corey's hand around his cock before returning to the head of the table behind you.

Michael spreads your legs and yanks you to the edge of the table. His large hand engulfs your dripping wet pussy and gathers your slick. He reaches over and spreads it on Corey's cock before returning to you.

Corey is hesitant to jerk off at first but Michael puts his knife to his throat and makes it very clear Corey must watch and must get off.

"It's okay," you mouth to Corey.

He still hesitates.

"Fucking do it," you say. "Please " you mouth.

Michael's hands around your thighs send a chill down your spine, then you feel the round dagger of his cockhead nudge your warm, wet hole.

Corey timidly strokes himself. You take a deep breath and pretend it's Corey who's about to ram into you. You watch Corey with his thick cock in his massive hand using your juices as lube and it turns you on. Thank God. Because you need to be as wet as humanly possible to take what's coming.

Michael plunges his unholy length into you. You groan as he parts your insides. You watch Corey's mouth fall open and his strong chest fill with air as he strokes himself. His brow furrows and his lip quivers.

Michael pummels you unforgivingly, yanking your thighs back like a wheelbarrow as he looms over the dining room table and your body sticks to the tablecloth, sliding back toward him with each brutal thrust. A traitorous tension coils deep inside you as you pretend you’re getting railed by Corey.

You want to see Corey come. You let yourself moan. You push yourself up on your forearms so Corey can see your breasts. Michael spanks you so hard your asscheek goes numb.

Corey watches Michael fuck you. He strokes himself at full-strength, sweating, grunting into the duct tape, wild curls bouncing in his face, tears running down his pink cheeks. He looks so hot like that.

Michael’s hands engulf your torso and feel surprisingly nice on your breasts. He grunts, then Corey groans into the duct tape and you begin to unravel as you watch his hips lift and cum spills out of his fist. You gasp and moan as the pressure within you springs free. It squeezes and releases your whole body in waves and you clench down on Michael’s cock, milking him of an unfathomable load.

Michael comes inside you until you’re overflowing with his seed, then leaves you there. Ronald is pulling into the driveway and Michael kills him on his way out.

Corey keeps crying and apologizing. He seems more upset about what Michael did to you than what Michael did to his mother. You take the duct tape off Corey but think about leaving him tied up. Maybe you'll come back later, maybe not. Maybe you'll have some fun while you're at it.

@ethanhoewke @rebel-blue @wolvesandvampires

#michael myers x you #michael myers x reader #michael myers x corey cunningham #corey cunningham x reader #corey cunningham x you #corey cunningham x michael myers #michael myers x you x corey cunningham #shaperil #shaperil 2023 #toxicanonymity ☠️#love2cuck

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akira786 · 2 years

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Corey

#Halloween #halloween ends #halloween ends spoilers #Corey Cunningham #Michael myers #slashers #Michael myers x reader #Corey Cunningham x reader #slasher x reader #credit to @/molabunny #halloween franchise

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sisforslashers · 8 months

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First Time With The Slashers

Synopsis - Your first time with the slashers.

Warnings - NSFW.

Word Count - 5.3k.

[Caffeinate Me]

BUBBA SAWYER didn’t really understand what sex was. His sex education had been extremely limited and all he knew was that sex equaled a baby. The man hadn’t even had an erection in his waking life, so when he saw you showering and felt his cock harden and twitch through his trousers, he was very confused. What he did know though, was that he needed to relieve the pressure. He stood still, watching you through the crack in the doorway as he began to palm himself through his trousers. He couldn’t help the soft little whines that escaped his lips and had alerted you to his presence. “Bubba? Is that you?” You asked. Your voice had always been so angelic to Bubba, he almost came straight away. You wrapped the towel around your dripping wet body and opened the bathroom door, coming face-to-face with the giant. “Bubba?” You asked again, catching his attention and looking at his current position: his palm was still over his crotch area as his face, that was not hidden by his mask, flared bright red. He might not know much about sex, but he had a feeling that what he was doing was wrong. He whined again as he continued to move his palm over his erection forcing you to smirk at him. “Do you need some help Bubba?” You asked softly, motioning down to his cock. He tilted his head at you, showing his confusion. You smiled to yourself and grabbed his freehand, dragging him to your small bedroom at the end of the corridor. Bubba allowed you to lead him as thoughts filled his head: what were you doing? Were you not mad at him for peeping on you? Why were you taking him to your room? You shut the door behind him and slowly removed your towel from your body, watching intently for Bubba’s reaction. His eyes widened as he saw your tits come into view, his erection growing harder if that was even possible. He continued to palm his bulge and the softest whimpers fell from his lips.

You stepped out of the towel that had pooled at your feet and walked slowly over to Bubba, stopping just a few inches away from him. You dropped to your knees almost immediately, looking up at Bubba through strands of wet hair as you unbuckled his belt slowly. Bubba shifted uncomfortably as you moved his hand away from his cock and pulled his pants and boxers down. You looked down at his length to see how huge and thick it was before looking back up at him to look for any signs that he didn’t want this. When you saw the anticipation in his eyes, you slowly wrapped your mouth around his length. Despite how big his cock was, you were able to wrap your lips around his entire shaft, nose buried deep within the curls at the base. You flicked your tongue around the tip and up the slit earning a shiver from Bubba above you. As you began to suck methodically, Bubba’s hands found their way into your hair and he slowly began to thrust his hips into your face. Choked moans were slipping from his lips as you continued your movements around his cock, a dull ache in your jaw as you continued to suck wildly. You could feel his balls tighten as you swirled your tongue around his tip again and began to move away, not wanting him to cum just yet.

“Did you like that, Bubba?” You asked lowly. He nodded in response, biting his bottom lip eagerly as you took his hand once more and led him to the bed. You pushed him down onto the bed softly so he lay on his back, pants still around his ankles. Without any warning, you climbed on top of him slicking your folds against his large thigh as you did. A soft whimper escaped from your lips at the contact and you could feel yourself getting more and more turned on by the second. Your folds were practically glistening as you began to rub the swollen, red head of his cock against your slit. Bubba let out another loud moan, his body practically shaking with anticipation. You lined the head of his cock up against your entrance and slowly sunk down inch by delicious inch. Bubba’s hands immediately gripped your waist desperately, holding you steady as you descended onto his length. His hands didn’t stay there for long, however, as his large hands came up to cup your tits as you slowly began to bounce. His cock was hitting that place inside of you that lit your body up like a firework and you could feel the coil tightening in your stomach already. “Oh Bubba,” you moaned, throwing your head back. You moved your hips tantalisingly and Bubba couldn’t help but stare at the way your breasts bounced as you moved. He was drooling unapologetically, biting his bottom lip so hard you were worried he was going to draw blood. “You’re so big, you know that? So fucking big,” you whimpered. You wanted to do nothing more than praise him, to let him know that he was making you feel good.

Bubba let out a grunt in response, his hips jolting up as you continued to move. You could feel his cock twitching inside of you as you continued to praise him. Your hands that lay flat on his chest as you steadied yourself turned into fists in his shirt as you felt your release near. Hushed moans left your lips as you continued to bounce, eyes rolling back into your head. “Bubba! I’m cumming!” You cried out, legs beginning to shake as your orgasm washed over you. You squirted over Bubba, his eyes widening as the clear liquid gushed out of you and almost immediately - as he felt your walls tighten around his cock - he let out a wail, his hips stuttering as cum spurted out his tip deep inside of you. His grip on your tits tightened enough to leave finger-tip bruise marks in the coming hours, but you didn’t care as you continued to roll your hips drawing out every last bit of cum from his cock as you could. When you were sure his orgasm was over, you rolled off of Bubba and lay flat on your back, staring up at the ceiling. You knew that the family would have heard your antics and knew that tomorrow you would be in for a lecture from Luda Mae but you just wanted to savour the moment. You looked at Bubba and smiled softly, your eyes glistening with tears from the post-orgasm bliss. “Are you okay Bubba?” You asked. He looked at you and nodded in reply, continuing to stare at you. “We should do that again at some point, don’t you think?” Another nod. “I think you’re really sweet Bubba,” you said and with that, you closed your eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep. Bubba watched you sleeping, his heart pounding in his chest as his mind replayed what just happened before he felt his own eyes getting heavy, wrapping his arms around your body and pulling you close to him. It wasn’t long before he fell to sleep, dreaming of nothing but your body underneath him, and boy would he surprise you in the morning.

MICHAEL MYERS wasn’t one for sex, or even masturbating, until he met you. He got hard sometimes, mainly after waking up, but never took care of it. It never really became a problem, until he met you. The morning after your first nightly stay over at the empty Myers home, you had woken up to feel Michael’s raging erection pressed firmly against your arse. He stirred as you woke up, thrusting his hips lightly against yours to gain some friction. You smiled to yourself as he continuously moved his hips, digging himself further into you. You decided to slowly turn around to face him. Michaels mask was still on despite him sleeping. You sunk down to his crotch and began to unbutton his overalls, being extra careful not to wake him up just yet. You pulled his cock out of his underwear and saw that he was already leaking pre-cum at the tip, causing you to lick your lips in excitement. You slowly lowered your mouth onto him, and with that Michael shot up. His hands made their way to your hair as he tried to drag you off of him, confusion lacing his face under his mask as he watched you take his length further into your mouth. You shook your head and pulled off of him for a second, “relax Michael, it’ll feel good, I promise.” Michael’s grip on your hair loosened as you popped your lips around his cock once more. He let out a groan as your tongue sweeped his tip and his grip on your hair tightened once more. You stayed like that for another minute, sucking on his cock before Michael moved you up to his mask by your hair. “Ow Michael,” you whimpered and attempted to grab the hands wrapped around your strands of hair. Michael let go and shifted his weight so he was on top of you now, pulling down your shorts and underwear in one fell swoop. His cock twitched at the sight of you spread out before him, ready to be taken. Michael had never thought he would end up in this situation, but it excited him nonetheless. He slicked his tip up against your sopping folds and shuddered at the feeling of your warmth before sinking himself into you. You let out a loud moan as he fully sheathed himself inside of you. Michael wasted no time and began his movements immediately, not giving you time to adjust to his length. His thrusts were sloppy and it was clear that this was his first time, not that you cared. His cock was stretching you so deliciously that you could barely think about anything but the dick that was currently inside your tight cunt.

You could hear Michael’s shaky breaths from beneath his mask with each thrust and it only made you whimper even more. Your arms wrapped around his neck and legs around his waist as he continued his brutal movements. One of his hands flew up to your neck, squeezing it lightly. He was being extremely careful not to hurt you in this moment, no matter how much he wanted too. He wanted to choke you until you were passed out, but he wanted to keep hearing the noises that fell from your lips. It was such a sweet symphony. “Michael,” you choked slightly, tears welling in the corner of your eyes from the intense pleasure you were feeling. “Am so fucking close Michael, please,” you cried out. You dropped a hand from around his neck and began to circle your clit desperately, feeling the coil in your stomach tighten as you played with your sensitive bundle of nerves. It was then that Michael’s grip around your throat tightened as your walls contracted around him and even though he was unsure of what was happening, he continued his relentless thrusts. Before you could even choke out that you were cumming, you came and hard around Michael’s cock. Your walls fluttered around him and you gushed harder than you ever had before. Michael looked down to see his overalls covered in your juices and tilted his head in confusion, but again, his movements didn’t falter. He was close to his own release and you knew it from how his cock was twitching inside of you. “It’s okay Michael, it’s okay,” you whispered to him, tears now falling from your eyes. He was beginning to overstimulate you now. His second hand flew to your throat so he was choking you with both hands now, barely keeping himself up as he thrusted inside of you. Your eyes rolled back into your head and you felt a second release nearing, whimpers shamelessly falling from your lips. “I’m going to cum again Michael, come with me, please!” You begged.

Michael nodded slightly as his movements sped up, which you didn’t even think was possible. He was fucking you with everything he had now. Within a few more moments, the two of you were cumming together. Your vision spotted as Michael painted your insides with his seed, his hips stuttering and jolting as you felt him shoot his load deep inside of you. And then, his hands removed from your throat and he collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily. “Michael, you’re crushing me,” you chuckled, tapping his shoulder. Michael nodded and rolled off of you. You had no doubt he was sweating underneath his mask from your activities. You stood up and grabbed your underwear and shorts from the floor before turning to your lover. “You should shower Michael. I’ll make myself something to eat while you do.” Michael nodded and watched as you left the room and made your way to the kitchen to make yourself some food. You smiled to yourself as you went about your day and Michael continued to think about the way your face contorted into one of pleasure as he fucked you. When he came home from his nightly killings, he would be sure to give you another good seeing too.

COREY CUNNINGHAM was depraved when it came to you. Out of everyone, Corey is the most knowledgeable about sex although he had never had it before. He was a frequent masturbator though. Stroking his cock every night to lewd thoughts of you; your voice, your face, your body. He would pump his cock to pictures you had posted on social media, admiring your eyes and lips whilst wondering how you would look underneath him, completely fucked out. So one day, when Corey’s family weren’t home, he wasted no time in texting you and ordering you to drop whatever it was you were doing to come and see him. Within fifteen minutes you were at his door, knocking politely. Almost immediately Corey was on top of you, pulling you into his home and pressing your back firmly against the door. His lips kissed yours passionately, hands roaming your body and grabbing at your tits. “Corey,” you whimpered. “Where has this come from?” You asked.

“Sick of masturbating,” he groaned, pulling away from your lips to stare into your eyes. “Need to have you.” His voice held so much desperation that you didn’t even think about any of the consequences that came with having sex for the first time.

Corey’s hand dropped to yours and he dragged you up the stairs to his bedroom. Of course, you had been in his bedroom countless times. You would cuddle in his bed and watch television, you had even stayed over a handful of times (without his family’s knowledge). The second you stepped foot into his room, Corey had you pushed against the wall. His lips were attached to your neck, sucking at the soft flesh that separated him from your jugular vein. You let out a soft noise, one that was comparable to a whimper as his hands continued to roam your body. His need became your need, and soon you were pushing him off you to remove your shirt, throwing it across the room to find later. Corey’s eyes widened as he saw your bra-covered breasts and immediately began to grope them, pulling your bra down in the process to pinch your nipples. He attached his lips to your neck once more, trailing down to your breasts. He was leaving love bites in his wake, ones that you knew would become purple and bruised. His lips wrapped around your right nipple as his hand played with your left, tweaking at your now puckered nipples. “Corey,” you whimpered, throwing your head back to rest against the door.

He grinned against your breast before pulling away and looking up at you. His brown curly hair covered his eyes slightly but you could still see them and see the desire that burned in them. “Feel good baby?” He asked softly, tongue darting around your bud. You were unable to speak and just nodded in response, hands flying to his hair to push his face back against your tit. Corey chuckled and continued his assault on your nipple before turning his attention to the left one. When he was satisfied that your tits had had enough attention, he pulled you slowly to his bed, falling backwards and pulling you on top of him. You squealed softly and began to laugh before kissing him slowly. “I need you so badly,” he whispered, biting your bottom lip seductively.

“I need you too,” you whispered breathlessly.

Corey smiled and gripped your hips tightly as he stared into your eyes. “Do you want me?” He whispered softly. You nodded, but he shook his head and sighed. “I need to hear you say it.”

“I want you, Corey,” you whispered softly, embarrassment evident in your voice.

“Good girl,” he whispered back. He flipped you over so you were now underneath him, licking his lips as watched your expression change to one of surprise. He tugged your trousers down and grinned at your lace underwear. “Were you expecting this?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. You didn’t reply, instead you just nodded shyly and watched as Corey kissed down your chest and to the start of your underwear. He stopped and looked up at you, looking for signs of hesitation. When he found none, he slowly pulled your panties down exposing your cunt to the cool air of his bedroom. You squirmed lightly underneath Corey’s gaze as his fingers trailed down your wet slit. You jumped at the sudden contact but before you could protest, he slipped a finger inside of your tight hole. You let out a gasp of surprise that quickly turned into a moan as his finger began to move inside of you slowly. He added a second finger quickly and watched as you bit your bottom lip to suppress your whimpers. “Let it out baby, no one can hear us.” You nodded and let out a loud moan as Corey curled his fingers inside of you. “Got to get you ready for me baby,” he whispered. You nodded in agreement and gripped the sheets as he continued to plough his fingers into you at a rapid pace. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as Corey’s gaze lingered on your cunt, admiring how you sucked in his fingers. “God baby, your pussy is so greedy.”

You whimpered in response, squirming lightly as his fingers continued to move inside of you. Your hips moved automatically, almost as if you were riding his fingers, desperate to get yourself off. You felt your orgasm coming close and you attempted to close your legs. “Corey, no. Stop. I’m going to cum!”

“Cum for me baby,” he growled, speeding his fingers movements up. You nodded and immediately came over his fingers with a shameless moan. Corey’s eyes seemingly sparkled as he watched you, biting his bottom lip as he felt your cunt clench around his two fingers. When you had finished cumming, Corey pulled out his fingers with a pop and licked them seductively whilst maintaining eye contact. You screwed your eyes shut tight to avoid any further embarrassment, but Corey grasped your chin forcing you to open your eyes open. “Look at me, princess.”

You nodded and looked directly into Corey’s eyes as he shimmied his pants and underwear down. His cock was huge and his tip was bright red, it looked hot to the touch. “Let me repay the favour,” you whispered softly, looking down at his crotch area.

Corey shook his head. “No princess. Perhaps another time, right now I want to be inside of you.”

You nodded in response and lay back on the bed, waiting for Corey to make his next move. He climbed on top of you and smiled down at you, slicking his cock up between your folds as he lubricated himself with your juices. You were about to whine in response when suddenly he shoved himself inside of you without warning. You let out a screech as he penetrated your walls, now balls deep inside of you. “Give me a second Corey,” you whimpered out, nails digging into his shoulders as you adjusted to his length. He nodded in response and gave you a few seconds before moving slowly. At first, his pace was methodical and slow, hitting that spot deep inside you that had you clenching around him. Corey’s mouth hung open as he began to fuck you harder and faster, a bit of drool collecting at the side of his mouth. Your pussy felt so good around him, he couldn’t help himself. You were a whining mess as he continued his movements, desperate to feel more of him. “Faster please,” you whispered, biting your bottom lip. Corey nodded and complied, his pace becoming rougher and less calculated. The moans tumbled past your lips, and your legs wrapped around his waist, angling himself deeper into you and hitting just the right spot. “Oh God. I’m cumming again,” you cried out, legs shaking violently as you came over his cock.

“Good girl,” Corey whispered into your ear, his face dipping to your neck and peppering it with soft, feather-like kisses. “Gonna cum too baby. Where do you want it?”

“Inside, please!” You begged shamelessly.

Corey nodded slightly and without any hesitation or thoughts about the consequences, he came inside of you with jagged thrusts. You whimpered as you felt him shoot inside of you and relaxed when he had finished. “That was incredible,” Corey whispered to you, pulling out of you and pressing a soft kiss on your temple. “Better than anything I’ve imagined.”

You smiled softly at him and nodded, “I agree.”

“Do you want to stay the night? My family won’t be back until the evening tomorrow,” Corey asked sheepishly, almost as if he hadn’t just fucked the life out of you. You nodded and chuckled at his nervousness, easing him slightly. His eyes turned slightly dark as you nodded and he whispered in your ear “you’re in for a long night.” You gulped and blushed at his words, realising what he meant. He’d be having you screaming his name again and again if he had anything to say about it.

JASON VOORHEES knew nothing about sex other than it was bad, or so, that’s what his mother had taught him. Jason had never experienced an erection or thought about anything sexual in all his life, so when he met you his life was turned upside down. For a few months, you respected his boundaries of no sex. You masturbated to yourself when he was out of the cabin, thinking of all the things you would do to him if he’d just let you. Then, as time moved on, you got more and more daring. You would masturbate in the bathroom or your shared bedroom when he was home, just hoping he’d hear you and sort you out. Alas, it never came. Instead you were barely reaching an orgasm due to your fingers being unable to reach that special place and left confused as to why Jason didn’t want you until one day you just couldn’t stand it anymore. You puffed up your chest and walked into the kitchen where Jason was standing, sharpening his machete. “Why don’t you want me Jason?” You asked loudly, almost confidently. Jason’s head flew in your direction and he cocked it to the side as if asking you what you meant. You wiped some tears away from your eyes. Seeing you so emotion definitely did something to Jason as he dropped his machete straight to the floor and rushed over to you, holding you in his arms tightly.

What do you mean? What’s wrong? He signed.

“Why won’t you have sex with me? It’s been months and nothing. You won’t even touch me,” you whispered, looking down at the floor. Jason tilted his head further to the side, his heart clenching in his chest. Truth be told, he hadn’t even thought about how he would initiate a further intimate relationship with you. This was all new to him. You sighed and slumped against his chest, letting the tears fall down your cheeks. “Am I not sexy enough for you? Is that it?” You asked. You knew in your heart that that wasn’t the reason, but you still had to ask. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t pressure you and I don’t mean too… I just, I want to know why.” Jason looked at you through his hockey mask. He admired your current saddened facial expression and lifted a giant hand up to your face, using his thumb to wipe your tears before signing back to you.

I have never thought about sex. I am unsure how to initiate such a situation regardless of whether I want it or not.

You felt your heart tighten. Was he really as clueless as you thought he was when it came to making love? It appeared so. You smiled at him softly, ignoring the remaining tears that stained your cheeks. “If you want to try it, it would make my day,” you whispered softly.

You really want to have sex? With me? He signed. You only nodded in response, grabbing his hand and leading him to your shared bedroom inside the cabin. Jason followed apprehensively and watched you intensely as you shut the door behind him. You closed the open windows of your bedroom so passers-by wouldn’t hear you before slowly stripping off. Jason was about to sign something to you when his eyes suddenly trailed down to your breasts, almost popping out of his skull. Sure he had seen breasts before, but none of them stirred a feeling inside of him like what he was feeling now. He felt his cock twitch in his trousers as your hand grazed your tits, pulling at your perky nipples. You bit your bottom lip as you watched Jason’s reaction, his body stiffening as his eyes remained focused.

“Do you like what you see Jason?” You whispered seductively, hands trailing down your body and resting between your legs. Jason nodded as your finger circled your clit slowly, eyes never leaving his form. You let out a soft whimper as the first jolt of electricity shot up your body. “Do you want me baby?” You whispered, fingers working expertly on your bundle of nerves. Jason hesitated but eventually nodded. You walked up to him, still circling your clit and placed your free hand on his chest. Jason gulped and placed his hand on top of yours as his eyes narrowed to between your legs. You smiled gently at him and moved your hand from your clit to his, guiding him to your folds slowly. Jason was still apprehensive as his fingers touched your heat, skimming across your slit. He winced as you guided him to your clit but began to move his fingers in slow motions around your bud. You let out a whimper, one that Jason had never heard come from anybody’s lips. It did something to him. Something awoke in him so primal, he never even expected it. Jason pushed you flat against the door, his eyes boring into your own. “Jason!” You called out in surprise. He, once again, tilted his head to the side and smiled to himself slightly underneath the hockey mask. You grinned as he plunged a meaty finger deep into your core, slowly moving it in and out and blissfully watching your reactions. You squirmed lightly in pleasure as Jason’s finger sped up its pace, hand bumping against you as he did. You called out his name again, silently begging for an extra finger to be added. As if able to read your mind, Jason inserted a second finger stretching you. You could see the outline of his cock through his pants and it was huge. You had the cliche thought of if it would even fit inside your tight tiny hole. Sensing your uncertainty, Jason used his free hand to cup your chin, forcing you to look into the eye holes of his mask. You bit your bottom lip and moaned as he withdrew his fingers from your cunt and manhandled you to the bed, effortlessly throwing you onto it.

You looked up at him in surprise and watched as he unbuckled his belt quickly, almost as if he was eager to take you. You smiled at him as he pulled his cock out of his underwear. “Jason,” you gasped, mouth watering. “You’re so big Jason.” Jason seemed proud of himself as he grabbed your hand and guided you to his cock. You wrapped your hand around him and began to fist him slowly. He let out a soft little noise and looked down to watch you jerk him off. Biting your bottom lip again, you quickened your pace watching the giant fall apart above you. When you pulled away, Jason whined. “Don’t want you cumming just yet baby,” you whispered softly to him.

He shrugged and positioned himself on top of you, lining his cock up with your entrance. Without warning, he slowly inched himself in and watched as your face contorted with pleasure at the sudden stretch. Not even his large fingers could prepare you for his cock. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he began his movements, slow and careful. You could tell he was concentrating on his movements from the way his mask furrowed. Jason’s hands were on either side of your head as he propped himself up, thrusting into you slowly. Your hands gripped the sheets below you as the force of his thrusts had you bouncing away from him. “Oh God Jason,” you whimpered. You scrunched your eyes shut as you let yourself succumb to the bliss you were feeling. Jason let out a grunt as his hips snapped against yours, his pace quickening with his newfound confidence. Your reactions were sending a jolt through his body and the feeling of your walls around his cock was too much. You felt his cock twitch inside of you and you knew that he was going to cum soon, but you wanted to cum too. You dropped a hand to your clit and desperately began to circle. It wasn’t long before you felt the coil in your stomach tighten… You were going to cum. You continued your movements as Jason continued to smash into you at an unruly pace and suddenly your legs began to shake. “Jason. I’m cumming!” You cried out. Without another word you gushed over his stomach and thighs, Jason’s eyes widened as he watched the fluid drip from you. The sight of your orgasm and the fluttering of your cunt around him sent Jason into a frenzy and before he even knew what was happening, he was cumming himself, shooting his thick load into your womb. He collapsed on top of you, squishing you slightly until you tapped his shoulder alerting him that you were finding it difficult to breathe. Almost immediately he rolled off of you, laying on his side as he watched his cum leak out of you. You were breathing heavily, catching your breath as your vision came back. Following Jason’s gaze between your legs, you chuckled. “You filled me up really good baby,” you cooed, playing with his shoulder. He seemed proud of himself as he puffed out his chest. “I’m going to go for a nap,” you whispered softly. Jason nodded in response, watching as you closed your eyes. Soon enough, you nodded off and Jason was left alone with his thoughts. He felt dirty, but he wanted to do it again. He felt his cock hardening once more as you turned away from him, your ass clearly visible to him. He wondered if you could go again. Should he wake you up or wait? Either way, you were going to get his cock when you woke up.

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baneswood-sins · 1 year

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Hey Corey/Michael fans, join my slasher discord to talk about these freaks with me I’m begging 🥺

#michael x corey #Corey Cunningham x Michael Myers #corey cunningham #michael myers #Halloween ends #corey x michael #michael myers x corey cunningham

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luna-charlie · 1 year

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Y/n: They are perfect in every way, Like they are kind and loving, treats me like a queen AND respectful

S/O : they kill people.....

Y/n : Like I give a shi-

#slasher community #slashers #slasher fandom #vincent sinclair #house of wax #vincent sinclair x reader #brahms the boy #brahms heelshire x reader #bubba sawyer #thomas hewitt x reader #bubba saywer x reader #the texas chainsaw massacre #rz michael myers x reader #rz michael myers #rz halloween #slasher content #corey cunningham x male reader #corey cunningham x reader #leatherface x reader

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sonicfanthenightfury5099 · 29 days

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Slashers with an S/O who has a Dragon Dido

Note: Had this idea brewing in my brain, so I decided to write about it.

Not sponsored by Bad Dragon

Synopsis: Reader asked Slashers if they wanted to experiment with their Sex toy

Minors DNI Reader is GN

Michael myers (both 78 and RZ), Jason Voorhees, The Sinclair Twins, Brahms Heelshire, Corey Cunningham

Michael Myers OG

When Michael found out you have a sex toy that's big and looks not human, he has questions about it

You explain what it is and how it works

It's a Dragon what now?

People make those and in the size you own?

When you ask if he can use it on you, he got a little offended

Why have that when you can have the real thing (even tho it's not that big like the toy)

With much convincing, he obligated to do some role play

You go down on your toy, your boyfriend has strap on to himself

He's enthusiastic about seeing how far you can deep thoat it before choking on it

He doesn't have to cum without holding, the toy can do that by his hand

Pounding into you seeing the bulge in your stomach produced by your dragon dildo is a site to behold

He's the Dragonoid, and you're his human mate of this role play

When it's decided you came enough, he makes your Toy cum. Pulling out your see his "seed" leave your engorged hole

Now he wants to do it again another day

Michael myers RZ

You sick minded person you are

How does that thing even fit??

You want me to do what?? Don't we do that normally?

Michael needs some time before he's ready to put it on for some fun

When the time comes, he's looking Ok with the strap-on.

🎶Big guy with a big Dragon Dick🎶 😂

Michael is going to be careful about this, still wondering if this whole toy is going to fit

But once it starts, it's going well. You're moaning from pleasure from the thrusting he's doing.

Once you start to asking for him to cum, he doesn't obligated cause he wants to go a bit little longer

Eventually, Michael simulates the dildo cumming pushing the syringe plunger, filling you up with the "Seed"

Pulling out afterwards, the cum lube flowed out of you, giving you a head tilted from the site. Pressing your stomach to watch more flow out

Definitely want to do it again rn

Jason Voorhees

Oh God Your Going to give Poor Boy a Heart Attack when you show him it

Jason has so many questions

How did you get it? Do people use these things? It can do what?

Jason is going to nearly a month or 2 before he puts on cockzilla

When the time comes when he's comfortable with the idea

Poor Boy is blushing from seeing the colorful dick fit on his big body

Being extremely careful with you

Putting it halfway in so he's not hurting you he starts out slow

Once the pace picks up, he pushes the whole Dildo in. Causing a bulge to form

Poor Boy came himself in his boxers from the friction

You comfort him from his accidentally mess he did. Afterwards, he went to clean up

Next time, he's going to be careful when role-playing

Bo Sinclair

What in God's green earth did he find in the bag in the shared closet?

When you came home, he had to ask about the Elephant or in case Dragon in the room

"A Dragon Cock? I didn't know you're that Twisted in the head, Darling."

This Cocky A-hole would definitely want to jump into this role play with the new toy

Trying to fully deep throat with it, nearly hurl from the gaging

Taking you behind with this bad boy

"That's right, take it, darling."

He makes you cum so much your overwhelmed

Releasing the "cum" from the syringe into you

He may want to get peg by that now to spicy up your relationship

Vincent Sinclair

Oh my God, what's in the Box??!!

Vincent is definitely a Dragon fan, and the fact you gotten a Dragon Dildo he's definitely red under his mask cause he wants to try it

Definitely work you up before pushing it in

Thursting the whole 8 inches of this Dragon Dick and going to town with you

Vincent was having fun watching you squirm around this big fake cock as he fucks you

Thinking it's enough for this, he released the "cum" into your hole before pulling out

Just watching the "seed" drip down from the expanded hole just makes him want to do it again

Could you do it to him another day?

Brahms Heelshire

What on earth are you using??

His eyes are wide behind that mask, seeing the large thing you're riding

Next time, his stinky wall ass comes out he's going to ask about what you have. First, he's going to be scolded for being a Pervert for watching you, then second, you're going to have to explain what it id

"Aren't Dragons supposed to be slayed, not something in the bedroom?"

You explain that people get these types of toys of different types for pleasure

You asked if he would like to use it on you if he's comfortable about it

The next night, he was lying on the bed strapped up, woty the big dicky pushing the plunger of the syringe some "cum" oozed out of the tip spooking him

You started out on giving some oral play on toy, giving your partner a subductive look while he just watched with red in his cheeks for the site

You started to ride on your dragon dildo while he watches you bounce on your toy.

After a while, he was pounding from behind before releasing the "cum" into you, it leaked from in between your hole and cock dripped onto the sheets

Brahms would like to do this again another time

Corey Cunningham (He's Adorable Fight Me! And this is a what if Corey became a Hero in Halloween Ends)

Oh poor baby saw the box on the counter and had a peek before turning away with an embarrassment on his face

You had to calm him down before explaining what you have and explain that people are getting to spice up. Corey was sheltered by his mother about the subject of Sex and toys

Corey would need a confidence boost before he decides to do the hanky panky with you

After becoming comfortable about having sex with you and about the "you know what" that's in your closet atm

Corey strapped up with the 9 inch Gradient Dragon Dick with the tube leading to a syringe full halfway of the "cum"

Start out slow, not putting it in fully being careful with you

Getting more into it and started to pick up the pace. Corey started to pound into you harder, having the bulge poking up from the dildo

Telling Corey to cum into you which he muched obligated, pushing all of the "cum" from the syringe into you

Would definitely want to it again another day

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