1 comments/ 36662 views/ 5 favorites Haunted House Ch. 01 By: LeNana Holy shit. Why did I ever agree to come in here? I looked around at the dark room, with floorboards ripped out of the floor. The sheer curtains were destroyed, pulled down, half torn. The couch had holes and even looked like it was decaying. Don't even get me started about the old TV box; the glass was cracked and broken. The drafty house was getting me cold, as I came here only with a lacey black bra and matching panties. Oh and 5 inch heels. With my hands tied behind my back and a penis gag in my mouth. I absent mindedly sucked on the overly large penis, with no choice but to keep my mouth shut. I didn't want to keep going. Narma kept pushing me in though. "Keep going slut, you fucking agreed," she whispered into my ear. Emily wrapped her hands around my waist, kissing me through my gag. "Don't worry, babe, you'll survive the night," Bitch. Fucking bitch. I knew it was my fault though. I was drunk the night before Halloween, playing strip poker with the sorority girls. They all knew that I was bi. Drunk. Wanted a night of sex, sex, and more sex. And soon, while I was drunkly losing, we were placing bets. High bets. "There's a haunted house at the edge of the town, Nana, girl." Kasey purred. She seductively pushed down her bra strap after losing a round. I was so hot, like a bitch in heat, while she licked her lips. Oh gosh, those lips that I want to push mine into. "What do you say, the loser goes in and stays there, for the night?" Her idea sounded sexy. Clearly, I wasn't thinking straight. "Sure, Kasey," I slurred, eyes still glued to her ample chest, "Loser stays the night!" "That's not all," Mandy added, pouring herself another drink, "The frat guys will be there too, spend the night together, in a haunted house..." Our laughs sounded off the walls, a fun game of bets. Round by round, I was losing more and more of my clothes, until I finally pushed off my satin panties, leaving myself exposed, drunk, and horny. "Nana, girl," Emily said, rather shocked, "I believe you've lost." She recounted all my bets along with it. Two sexual acts with Kasey, in front of the rest of the girls. One night stand with a frat guy, of their choice. Sex in public. Brazilian wax (even though I keep my pubes neat and tidy). Seducing two frat guys into spending the night with me (what the hell was I thinking...) A night of being tied up and spanked, by the rest of the girls I lost to. Oh, and that haunted house dare, which was the next day. Damn being drunk. What the hell was I thinking? Inside, my head was disappointed with my actions and answered myself. You weren't thinking, duh. The girls egged me on, pushing me further into the dilapidated room. I wobbled on my heels, shakily moving into the room. The cobwebs were everywhere, brushing against my feet. The place seemed so eerie, almost like a scene from out of a movie. Shut up, Nana, you did lose to them. Suck it up and get this over with. "Frat guys should be here soon, ready to satisfy that hungry lil' pussy of yours." Kasey said, giving me a wink. "Yeah, we know exactly what they'll do to you, whore," Mandy egged on, "In fact, we gave them a list." "Don't worry, it'll be filmed," Kasey added, moving to me, "So the world will know how much of a little slut you really are." Her hands wrapped around my body, slipping under my bra. She grabbed my nipples and twisted them roughly, laughing while I moaned into my gag. The fake penis pushed deeper into my throat. "Girls, who has a vibrator to shove into the whore's pussy?" Kasey asked. I cringed and my cheeks flamed scarlet. "We all know how wet she must be, " Kasey's fingers dove between my legs, and roughly played with my clit. The satin rubbed exquisitely against my button, and I grinded against her fingers. Oh, oh! I closed my eyes, and let the feelings run up my spine. I shivered. "Look how wet the slut is!" Kasey said, condescendingly mocking me, "Already so wet and ready," "She would even cum for a stranger," Mandy snickered, and passed a large, thick, pink vibrator to Kasey, "Clean it up after you're done with it, bitch," Kasey roughly pulled my panties away from my pulsing sex. Her lips engulfed my clit, savagely feasting on it until I was swaying in my heels. She shoved my legs further apart, and shoved the vibrator deep into my pussy. "Only the highest setting for the whore," someone shouted. I screamed as Kasey pushed the settings higher; my pussy convulsed violently around the thick vibe. Emily moved from the crowd, and hugged me from behind. "Oh lemme help you, Nana," she purred into my ear, "You look like you're a bit tied up at the moment." She laughed, and pulled up my bra. Her fingers viciously pinched my sore nipples. Her lips went to my neck, sucking hard at the pale skin. Oh! I'm gonna cum... My head fell back into Emily's body, letting her mouth suckle. The gag slipped deeper into my throat, like I'm deep throating the gag. "Oh, Nana, are you gonna cum for me, dear?" Kasey asked, "I don't think so, bitch!" She turned down the vibrator, and resumed sucking my clit. I moaned, frustrated, into the gag. The incessant tickling at my pussy walls weren't enough to get me off, but still dragged out my arousal. Soon I felt something pressing into my ass. "Slut, you want something up your ass too, don't you?" Emily asked loudly, "I just happened to have a red strap-on, from yourcloset." "You're such a naughty girl, Nana," Narma said, she had a flogger in her hand, and whipped it in the air, "And naughty girls get punished," My eyes wandered in fear, in lust, in desire. Everyone was watching, filming me, my debasement in a haunted house. I moaned in want. My orgasm was building, but I couldn't cum. I felt so delirious, my head lolling about their sexual ministrations. Oh gosh, I'm such a slut. Oh I'm such a fucking slut! It feels so gooooood... Emily's hands moved from my breasts down to my waist. "She should be blindfolded," someone shouted, "I bet she'll get off so hard on that!" Narma took out a sleep mask from her pocket, and slipped it over my eyes. The world suddenly turned dark, and my senses intensified. Already hypersensitive, the room suddenly felt several degrees warmer. "Suck bitch, I want you to suck on that gag harder," Emily whispered in my ear. "Harder, like you mean it, whore," My cheeks hallowed, as I did what they told. Emily started sucking harder on my skin, sure to leave a hicky. Crack! The whip cracked against my breasts, and I screamed into my gag. Each lash dully ebbed into the rest of my body, turning into a pleasure that aroused me beyond sanity. My pussy convulsed, and threatened to release. The low vibrations in my pussy couldn't get me off, but oh, I so wanted to. Amidst the sexual fire around my body, I felt a cold, wet intruder in my back door. Oh no, oh no, please no! Emily drove the dildo up my ass roughly, tearing through my sphincter. I was suddenly so full. My pussy, my ass, my breasts, my mouth was so full. Every orifice was stuffed and used. I felt so cheap, but oh so good. Every sensation was driving me closer and closer to the sweet release that I desperately wanted. All the sensation channeled to my pussy, where a firey orb threatened to explode. "Look at the slut, she's gonna cum so soon," "She still deep-throating that 9 inch gag," "Nana's such a kinky whore; imagine what her teachers would say..." "They'd want to fuck her too, that nasty pussy of hers." So close. Oh gosh... I flushed at such comments, flaring up higher and higher. Inside, my pride shriveled at such lewd comments, still believing I was a good girl. But inside, I knew I loved the humiliation. I loved the attention and I was up for more. I moaned into the gag, spreading my legs further. "I bet she's turned on by all of us watching." "We should send this to all the frat guys." "After this, the guys are going to have their turn," "Yeah, they could replace all these toys with their dicks." Oh gosh. So close. The thought of the frat guys fucking me after this went straight to my raw pussy. My knees shook, sensations flooding my bloodstream. Emily's strap one was rubbing against the thin wall separating my ass and my pussy. The vibrations were pulsing against the red dildo. I shudder and clench the plastic toys inside of me. My moans are muffled by the huge black dildo in my mouth. The sensations are all channeling inside my stomach, a coil that's threatening to release at any moment. And then it stopped. "NMPHHHH!" I yelled into my gag. I was so close. I felt the gag being ripped out of my mouth, with Emily's strap on replacing it. "Here, bitch suck on the mess you made," She slammed the dildo roughly into my mouth, fucking my mouth harder and harder. The flogger hissed against my breasts, cutting into my abused skin. Harder. Harder. Kasey ripped the vibrator from my pussy and inserted her tongue instead. The sensations gathered again in my stomach. The coil ready to spring suddenly. I screamed into the dildo, Emily still fucking my mouth, as I saw white lights behind my eyes. I arched my back and convulsed violently around Kasey's sweet tongue, my juices rushing out like a raging river. "Oh what a slut..." "She's such a whore..." "I'm gonna need a raincoat." My body kept going. I was used and fucked so cheaply, in front of a crowd of sorority girls. As the ministrations slowed, the penis gag was reinserted into my mouth. "The guys are here, Nana," Kasey said. Her hands ran up and down my just-fucked body. I shuddered, and leaned into her touch. I didn't want her to leave. My body craved more. Wanted more attention. "Have fun, Nana." I heard the girls leave, and in their place, were guys who stepped in heavily. The floorboards creaked, and I felt a muscular arm snake around me. My breath shook from my last orgasm, and I felt my pussy spasm at what's coming up next. "So, guys, what should we do with this slut we found?" Haunted House Ch. 02 While waiting for word on our house offer, our lives sank quickly back into the norm. No interest in sex on Kelly's part, but a higher sense of frustration on mine. But the events surrounding the showing got my curiosity up, so I visited the local library and did some research on the houses history. What I found was VERY interesting. The house was built by a wealthy industrialist in the 1870's for his wife. Unfortunately for him, her sexual appetites were not met by him due, primarily, to press of business. The end result was that she entertained men in her new abode on a regular basis. Unfortunately for her, he came home early on afternoon, catching her 'in flagrante dilecto' , in the embrace of three unclothed gentlemen. Losing total control, he shot her, emptying his pistol into her, paying particular attention to her sperm dripping mons. While fumbling to reload his pistol, the three gentlemen left swiftly, not caring about being seen semi-naked escaping from the building. The cuckolded husband was tried and acquitted, but could not bear living in the house. And it drove him to suicide. The house passed through a series of short term owners, many of whom claimed to hear voices, moaning, or seeing ghosts, mostly in the attic. Not that I believed in haunting spirits, but I thought it might be fun to try an experiment, once the house was ours, to see if ,indeed, I owned a house haunted by a nymphomaniac. A few days later, we got word that the house was ours, and began planning on moving our stuff in, and filling the remainder of the house with reproductions and antiques, hoping to give our guests a 'time warp' experience. Our first job, was to see exactly what was in the attic, since all but the fainting couch were still covered by sheets and layers of dust. I sent Kelly up first, indicating that I would be up shortly to help move the furniture where we wanted to. Finishing up some business on my computer, I walked quietly up to the attic. By the time I got to the top of the stairs all the dust covers were off and Kelly was lying on the fainting couch, eyes closed, panties around her ankles, and two fingers buried in her moist pussy and her other hand pinching her nipple. She did not see or hear me coming and I stood in the doorway until she orgasmed, moaning and shuddering under the impact of her digital stimulation. When she opened her eyes, I fully expected her to freak out. To my surprise (and delight) she stared me in the eye, opened her legs and throatily whispered, "Come and taste me." Dropping my jeans, next to hers, I fell to my knees, lowered my face to her dark bush, and extended my tongue to feather the outer lips of her steamy gash. She squirmed and moaned, pushing her pubic bone up to meet my tongue as it slid inside her wetness. Sucking on the soft folds, I tasted the sweet saltiness of her swollen sex, telling her how delicious she was and how I would love to have her for dinner. She responded by grabbing my head and pulling it into her sopping snatch. With my nose now surrounded by the fragrant flaps of her vagina, I breathed in the perfume of her luscious cunt. By now my cock was almost painfully erect. I wanted, no, I needed to cum and I wanted to fill every hole in her body with my essence. Working hard to control my urges, I continued to feast on her flesh, particularly her now prominent clitoris, which I sucked on like a baby does a breast, making her thrash and moan as I did so. As her orgasm wracked her body, she screamed, coming for the second time in a very short while. Unwilling (or unable) to stop I continued my ministrations to her freshening cunt, pulling her over the edge again, and again, until she came so hard that she squirted her thick, honey onto my tongue, face and chin. Pulling my face from her oozing gash, I stood up, cock dangling in her face. "Now where do you want it?" I demanded. Staring up at me, a look of total lust in her eye, she answered, " Fuck my face! Make me choke on it" Before I could move she grabbed the shaft and pulled it to her open mouth. She moaned as the shaft slid between her lips. She grabbed the cheeks of my ass and, digging her nails into the round globes she took me in to the hairs, sucking voraciously. I felt something twisted, almost evil, enter my brain and body, at this point. It was almost as if I wanted to treat her like a whore, even though I knew she wasn't one. I felt the crown of my cock as it hit the back of her mouth and pushed it down her throat. She coughed, tried to pull back, but I forced it down. Grabbing her head with one hand, holding it in place I thrust in and out several times, ignoring the gagging sounds emanating from her ravaged throat. Watching her struggle with my meat in her face, ropes of drool connecting her lower lip and her breasts, made me smile. "You like my cock, don't you?" I asked. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears, but with an evil twinkle in them as well, and nodded her head. Removing her left hand from my butt cheek she cupped my balls, rolling them in the palm of her hand. Her middle finger scratched the skin between my ass and my nuts, causing my prick to jump. Then she introduced the finger to my pucker, pushing in and wiggling it. That pushed me to the brink. I pulled out of her throat, held her mouth open, and roared. as my cock erupted, spilling my hot seed onto her waiting tongue. Still holding her mouth open, she stood pushed me down on the couch and smiled, sending a cascade of semen down on her breasts, belly and pubic hair. "Clean me off!" she demanded, shoving a cum covered nipple to my mouth. I couldn't believe that this was my shy, non-sexual wife standing naked in front of me ordering me to lick my sperm from her tits and cunt. But it was, and I felt almost powerless to resist. I licked and sucked, first one, then the other, careful to wipe away as much of me as I could, working my way down her body. Noisily sucking the globs of congealing fuck cream, I noticed that I was still hard, and still horny. Was this room really possessed? After licking the viscous fluid from her matted bush and probing her slit with my tongue, I, too, stood up. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips, settling her still moist velvet cuntlips on my raging hard-on. She kissed me deeply, thrusting her cum covered tongue between my teeth. At last she broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, "Empty your balls in me! Make me cum again. I feel so wicked." then she began bouncing on my cock in earnest, intent on milking my testicles dry. I walked her across the room until we could see each other in the full length mirror. Now she could see the act as well as feel it. Taking a cue from her previous act, I repositioned her so I could tickle her asshole and caress her churning pussy with a free hand. Slowly, I pushed a finger inside, amazed that I could feel my cockshaft through the membrane between her rectum and her finger filled snatch.. Squealing with delight, she bounced faster and faster, her breath becoming more ragged as she neared yet another orgasm. "Oh God! Fuck my ass with your finger! " She screamed as the muscles in her vagina pulsed and squeezed my invading cock . She pressed her lips to mine and shoved her tongue fully into my mouth. I came and came hard, grunting into her open mouth. Pulling out and spreading her legs , I showed her in the mirror, the rivulets of cum as they dripped from her stretched, ravaged pussy, and dripped down her thighs to the floor. Saying no more, we silently dressed, and returned to the main floor, where the old Kelly returned. She went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and came out asking me what the hell I had done to her. "Did you drug my coffee, you bastard? How the hell did you make me do all those disgusting things?" I shrugged my shoulders, telling her I had no idea why we did what we did. "But, didn't you enjoy it just a tiny bit?" I asked, "You sure seemed to get into it at the time." My question was met with silence. I was now determined to do two things. Get her to admit that she enjoyed it, and find out more about my haunted house. The next day I visited the county courthouse and revisited the library and found out some more about my humble abode. There were conflicting stories but the essentials were, that not only was the house haunted by a nymphomaniac, but that it was sited on unholy ground. It seems that, in colonial times there was a witches coven, whose meeting place was where the house stood. There was also some talk that the home sat on a cavern that led, if you believed the local lore, directly to hell. I t made for good reading, but I still didn't believe it! Kelly avoided me as much as possible for the next three days. We rarely spoke. We slept in separate rooms. My frustrations mounted as the weekend approached. Finally, I confronted her, asking bluntly why she was avoiding me. She made lame excuses about being busy with work. I pressed further. She continued to beat around the bush, clearly not wanting to talk about it. At my wits end, I bluntly asked, "Did our little adventure in the attic freak you out that much?" "Well, yeah, it did. It was so...so..dirty! So slutty! So shameful!" "But you still found it enjoyable...didn't you." "Well...I guess so. At least some of it. And some of it was so disgusting!" "So what did you like? And dislike." "Oh, I dunno." she said, trying to evade my probing. "C'mon Kelly! Are you trying to tell me that coming a half dozen times in an hour didn't feel good?" "Well...yeah! But I did some awfully whorish things! And you didn't even try to stop me!" "You're telling me that doing something that feels that good has to be sinful? Dirty?" "Kind of...." she said as she hung her head. "Don't you think that drooling your, ...your, ....sperm on my chest was slutty?" "Frankly, I found it very hot!" I said, "As was licking your pussy and drinking your honey." "And I suppose, you enjoyed choking me with your....your....pe..penis?" "Hell yes! And you did too! You begged me to do it!" She began to cry. "Look, hon," I said, "I tell you what, I will try hard not to be in the attic with you alone. I think the common denominator here is me. OK?" "Well, alright." "OK. Now we have to co-ordinate the moving of our furniture on Monday. Why don't I work from the old house, while they move us out, and you can work here, supervising the move in. Does that sound OK to you?" She nodded, not completely sure how it would work. "I know what you're thinking Kelly. We won't be alone in the attic at all. The movers will be here. What could possibly happen?" Little did I know! Moving day arrived, and so did the movers. Promptly at 7:30 A.M. Antwan and Robert, introduced themselves and I showed them around indicating what pieces needed extra care. Antwan looked to be twenty, or so. Tall, deep, dark purple-black skin, finely toned muscles. Robert was shorter and stocky, not in quite the shape Antwan was in, but obviously strong. He was lighter skinned than his cohort and very, very polite. I worked at my laptop until they were done loading the truck, called Kelly to tell her they were coming, and that I would be along later. It was close to noon, so I picked up some lunch for the four of us and drove over to the new, old house. Dropping the lunches in the front hall, I heard some muffled noises coming from upstairs. Taking the steps two at a time, I arrived at the entry to the attic to see Kelly on her knees, blouse open, breasts bared, sucking on Robert's cock, while Antwan was taking her from behind. Obviously enjoying themselves, Kelly and the movers did not see me. I stood there frozen, with fear, with excitement, and even with rage. How dare these men come into my home and take advantage of my wife like this. If I try to stop them, what will they do...to me or to her. On the other hand, they were in the attic, where all these strange things have taken place. That must be it! It's the magic spell of the haunted attic! I stepped through the door, instantly getting aroused. I dropped my pants. Kelly caught sight of my reflection in the mirror at the same time as the movers. They froze, not knowing what to expect. Kelly, however, just smiled, as she let Roberts cock drop from her lips. "Glad you could make it, stud!" she said, engulfing Roberts wrist thick cock, again. Apparently, they had been at this for a while, because just then Robert barked, "OhhFuck, Bitch! I'm coming!" grabbing her head, he withdrew his cock in time to watch the first spurt fly from his piss slit and land on her nose. The second landed in her open, eager mouth, bathing her tongue with the creamy white liquid. The third barely made it to her mouth, most of it dripping down her chin and pooling on the floor. Kelly swallowed his load and began licking the dregs off his still rock hard shaft. Antwan, in the meantime was sliding his eight inches easily in and out of Kelly's well lubricated pussy. He too was close, his face contorted with lust. Reaching around and grabbing a handful of tits, he shoved in deep and grunted as he emptied his balls deep in Kelly's cunt. Pulling away from his still dripping member, Kelly turned and licked him clean as well, before attending to the congealing sperm on her chin. Walking over to me, she grabbed my rampant prick, asking. "You want some of this, or would you rather watch?" Somewhat amazed at her actions, I could only stutter, "Well, I brought lunch, but it seems you've already eaten." I smiled weakly at my little joke. Kelly replied, "Yes, I have. But you haven't." She drew her fingers through her fur fringed twat, continuing, "Don't you want a hot lunch?" I did! She invited Robert to sit on the fainting couch. He sat, his thick cock sticking up in the air. She sidled over and, facing away from the stocky black, spread her ass cheeks and sat on his member, nearly fainting from the pain of being stretched by his monster. Once situated, she invited me to feast on her cunt flesh, holding her pussy open, and flicking her finger across her swollen clit. Then she told Antwan that she was hungry. Robert, now pumping his prick in and out of Kelly's ass reached around and began pinching Kelly's nipples. She groaned in response, telling him how wonderful he felt inside her, before filling her face with Antwan's long, onyx colored penis. Tentatively, I approached her crotch licking her outer lips gently. She grabbed my head, pulling it into her wetness. I breathed in the musky scent, my head reeling from the conflicting emotions. My tongue caressed her puffy lips, eliciting a moan of encouragement from Kelly's wanton, cock filled lips. I drove my tongue in deeper, tasting the sweetness of her juices combined with the saltiness of Roberts semen. I wrapped my lips around her cum soaked clit, rasping it with my tongue, feeling her squirm underneath. How long we were at this, I don't recall, but I could feel the crescendo of her orgasm as it rose, bringing her closer and closer. As she came, she groaned into Antwan's twitching dick. "Oh Fuck, Bitch! Eat my nut!" he growled as his black shaft expanded just before exploding in her mouth. Kelly swallowed what she could, but it was too much! She drooled the warm white sauce down her chin and smiled as it continued between her tits. She continued to milk the long black member, wiping it on her nipples. Returning to my labors, I shoved three fingers inside her and scratched the front wall of her cloying cunt, paying particular attention to the soft spongy flesh of her g-spot. I re-attached my lips to her clit and sucked like a hungry baby. Kelly howled as she bucked Robert's cock and my face, soaking my chin with a fresh issue of her essence. Not wanting to waste any of the precious liquid, I sucked on her gash, reveling in the flavor and scent of her luscious sex. Robert followed shortly, thrusting deeply in her ass as he sent wad after wad of his DnA Into her stretched rectum. Pulling her off and watching rivulets of sperm flow down her legs, I realized that I hadn't come yet! I told her kneel on the floor while we jacked off on her face. "If you're a good girl, I just might let you drink it!" I sneered. "Now make us come!" Smiling wickedly, she grabbed Roberts thick pole and stroked it, pointing it at her face. Looking up at Antwan, she licked the underside of his still hard dick, kissing the purple-black head before engulfing my cock, bathing it in her saliva, forcing it down her throat. Trading off and sucking each of us while frigging the other two, it didn't take long before we were all ready to come again. Squeezing my cock, she noticed a drop of pre-cum, licking it from the helmet she said in a throaty whisper, "I'm ready to drink your cum, now." I was so close! Just at that moment Antwan, grunted, sending a cascade of his fuck cream into Kelly's hair. She turned quickly and laid his erupting cock on her tongue so we could all watch. She didn't swallow. But returned to my twitching member, repeating the process. Pulling on the shaft she opened her mouth, already half full of semen. My prick expanded briefly and injected her mouth with three healthy dollops of my warm, salty cum. Still, she didn't swallow. Turning to Robert, she milked his fuck tool until he, too, could no longer hold back. Coming with a great roar, he emptied his heavy balls into Kelly's waiting craw. Closing her mouth and lowering her head, she drooled on each of her breasts, letting the drips slowly stretch from her mouth to the upper swell of each breast, basking in the feel of the warm liquid as it ran over each nipple. Turning her head up, she smiled at the three of us and, with a loud gulp, swallowed the remainder of our fuckfest. Rising from the floor, pearly ropes of sperm dripping from her hair, face, tits and legs, she said, "Excuse me gentlemen, while I give myself a skin treatment." Walking to the mirror, she began rubbing the congealing goo into her breasts, thighs and face, before walking from the room down to the shower on the second floor. We three men dressed quickly. I paid them, handsomely, I might add, and they left. As they were walking down the stairs Robert turned to Antwan and said, "Remember what I told you about white pussy, cousin!" When I got to the shower, Kelly was busy scrubbing her skin raw. When she saw me, she lowered her head, sobbing, "How could you let them do that to me? How could YOU do that to me." "It's not me! It's not you! It's the attic Kell! The house is haunted!" She looked at me totally dumbstruck. I proceeded to relate all I knew about the house, adding, "And I like what it does for you when you go up there. You have to admit, the sex in that room is pretty hot! And it effects everyone who goes in there. You! Me! Maggie! The movers! It's like some kind of magic spell! Anyone who goes in that room can't help themselves. We all turn into animals during mating season. All we want to do is fuck! But all this can work to our advantage, financially as well as sexually. Lets dry off that sexy body of yours and grab some lunch. I have a plan...." Haunted House Ch. 02 My pussy spasmed violently, and left me craving more. With a penis gag shoved into my throat, rope tied around my wrists, and a blindfold, I'm a blind fucktoy in an abandoned house. Waiting on someone to fuck me. Fuck me. Hard. Fast. Ugh. Heavy footsteps walked in, creaking the floorboards as they stepped closer to my shaking body. My heart pounded and I squirmed. How many guys did Kasey send in? I don't even want to know... "So, guys, what should we do with this slut we found?" His deep, husky voice slithered down to my pussy and fed her like velvet red wine. I craved to rip off my blindfold, to see the owner of this oh so sexy voice. But his arms snaked around me, full of intent. His hands ran up and down my skin, reawakening my already pumped up sex. They reached lower and lower until I felt a finger circle my wet pussy, still sore from my orgy with the girls. "Kasey told me how much of a slut you are, and she filmed it for us to watch back at the frat house," the velvet voice continued, "She recommended that I bring some of the other guys with me. So we could... amuse ourselves." I felt two fingers push into my pussy, moving slowly, scraping my walls for that sweet spot. Moaning, I pushed back onto him, begging for more. Harder. Deeper. More. God, I'm such a slut. And then, time stopped. My penis gag was ripped off, and replaced with a warm cock. I leaned against the rickety bed frame, trying to get it deeper into my throat. I moaned against it, used my tongue, and rolled it around in my mouth. It felt so good, it was so big, slightly wet with a salty taste. The only taste a slut craves. God, why am I such a slut? I felt different hands on my breasts. Large, small, wide, narrow, smooth, rough. They reached for the nipples and pinched hard, with me hanging on the edge. My mind was reeling, privy to all the pleasure I couldn't control. I moaned into the cock in my mouth, taking it deeper into my throat. The twitchy fingers were replaced with warm mouths that sucked and bit on my tits, creating rippling sensations that shoot straight down to my wanton pussy. "You should have thought a little more about betting during strip poker, Nana. We're gonna fuck the ever-loving shit out of you." that voice began again, "Adam, call the rest of frat guys. They'll get a live show." Lights and smoke lit up behind my eyes as a third finger was added. Wet sloppy sounds of sex filled the room, punctuated with my moans and groans. Oh my gosh, his fingers are so thick. I'm gonna die. "Nana, you're such a slut." "Ugh, her throat feels so gooooood. I'm gonna come!" "Her pussy's so wet and slippery. Fucking god." Their voices brought me closer and closer to the brink. The fingers in my pussy suddenly pulled out, to be replaced with a cock, spearing my walls. "She's so tight, ughh!" "Man, this is one fine whore." "Her mouth is amaaaazing." Anthony? Holy cow, we'll never look at each other the same way again. Velvet voice's cock pistoned in and out of my pussy, and it was soon replaced by another cock, so thick and hard. My pussy walls clamped hard, while I felt cold lube slathered on my puckered asshole. "Screw it, Jason," velvet voice continued, "just pour it all on her ass." "Yeah, man," Jason replied, "She'll need it." He resumed by pouring the whole bottle onto my steaming nether regions. Yes, give it to me! I felt dirty and cheap, used like a two cent whore. "Mmmph!" I moaned into the cock in my mouth, while he brutally fucked my throat. "Aww, does the slut want more cock?" he asked, "We can all jerk off on her." He waited for velvet voice's approval, and they started to stand around me ritualistically, filling the room with grunts. The cocks in me were driving me higher, as my pussy spasmed around the dicks. Each hole was pounded, sloppy slurps of my body trying to keep up. I imagined them all lined up around the sacrificial virgin, spewing loads of cum from their cocks, and it fueled my pussy's ascent to climax. Except for the fact that you're far away from being a virgin, dear. I felt myself hoisted into the air, and the cock in my mouth pulled out with a pop. Hot saliva and cum landed on my face, a messy Jackson Pollock painting by now. He rubbed his cock on my lips, my hair, my cheek. I smelled cock, tasted cock, loved cock. Ugh. "Here, you cumslut," his hardened voice said, "take my cum, don't you love it, babe?" "YES, PLEASE," I heard my animalistic voice chant, "GIVE ME MORE. MORE." The guys laughed, and I felt a dick in my back door. I groaned as he slid himself in. Ugh, he's so big, and I feel so full. Oh god. The third cock filled me completely. I felt so cheap, like just holes for their pleasure. The cock in my ass slid past my sphincter, and started fucking me in earnest. I moaned into the dick in my mouth, my voice reverberating back as vibrations. Yes. Yes. Yes. "Do you wanna come, Nana?" velvet voice asked, as he fondled my small boobs, "Does the cumslut want to come?" His voice fueled me higher, fed my pussy dirty words as I felt my climax building. "Oh yeah, slut," a voice exclaimed, "Squirt for us," I felt his hands pressing hard against my clit. The dual dicks inside ground hard against the thin membrane that separated my pussy and my ass. A pressure built, as I felt myself wanting to pee. No, no, that can't be right. "Come on, whore," velvet voice continued, "We're filming this, so squirt for us." Oh god, this is on film. You're such a nasty slut, Nana. The three cocks fueled my ascent, and I felt myself letting go. My breath hitched and toes curled inward. My body tensed up, waiting for the ultimatum. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH," I screamed, as I felt the barrier break loose. The coil uncoiled, and I was seeing stars. My pussy spasmed and my ass sputtered. Jets of liquid squirted from my urethra, heightening the frantic fucking in my other holes. Ropes of cum squirted on my face and my body. I felt them emptying their loads in my abused pussy and ass hole, leaking out onto the dilapidated bed. I felt my hands and feet being tied, but I didn't care. I was too exhausted to fight back. Snaps of cameras and video recorders went off, as the blindfold was ripped from my head. I saw the owner of the velvet voice, and he smiled devilishly, giving me a self satisfied, crooked smile. In his hands held a camcorder, filming me and my cum soaked body. "Open your mouth and show everyone all that cum," he said with a sneer, "I'm sure the slut has more!" I obeyed, and gurgled it as I swallowed the last of it. He crouched to my ears and whispered to me. "We're gonna put this up online and share it with the rest of the frats. So they can haze the fuck out of you," he whispered, "For now, we're reinserting that thick penis gag, and lodging your holes with our cum. Until the next frat finds you here, tied to their mercy." My face contorted with horror, as I realized their intentions. He smiled the smile of the devil. He pulled the blindfold back on, and he forced my mouth open to reinsert the gag. I squirmed and fought, but he simply slapped my breasts and laughed. I felt a cold lubed flared butt plug enter my ass, with all their hot cum trapped inside. He spat in my pussy and bit my clit before shoving a large 10 inch dildo into my pussy. My insides twitched alive again. I felt full, and my insides were burning with their cum trapped inside. "It's so you'll remember how much of a slut you are, Nana," he continued, "And how you loved it." He slapped my tiny breasts, and he pulled on my cum encrusted nipples. More spit flew from his mouth, violating my used body. I felt his lips through the penis gag lodged in my mouth. More spit landed on my face, as I leaned up for more. God, I feel so humiliated. Like a slut should. "You should have thought harder before you decided to bet, Nana," he whispered, "Happy Halloween." I twisted against my bonds, and felt my raw insides giving out. He laughed and got up, creaking on the old floorboards. My mouth was stretched; my pussy and ass were burning, as I felt the dirty reminders of the orgy slither inside me. They left me tied to the cheap mattress, in an abandoned house, yearning for release. THE END. Haunted House Ch. 03 Kelly said she needed to visit her mother for the week, leaving me to prep the house for our first paying guests. As luck would have it, the inn would be full this weekend. A last minute booking of all five bedrooms on the second floor guaranteed by a family get-together. I had succeeded in cleaning the house thoroughly by late Wednesday, remembering something Kelly and I had left in the attic. Entering the room around sunset, I felt that all too familiar tingling in my loins. Looking down, I watched as my penis rose and stiffened in my boxers. Not wanting to dirty good clothes, I had taken to cleaning in my gotchies. Suddenly, I felt very, very tired and sat on the big four poster bed. I laid back and almost immediately fell asleep. How long I slept, I cannot say, but it couldn't have been too long because the sun was just disappearing when I felt a presence in the room with me. Looking around, I saw nothing. Dismissing the thought, I drifted off again, only to feel my cock being freed from its cotton jail. Looking at my crotch, I again saw nothing. I felt a warm wet sensation around the head of my raging hard manhood. Slowly the warm dampness spread down my shaft, a velvet softness that felt just like a woman enveloping me in her cunt. I was frozen in place. I felt the warmth rise and fall on my shaft, but saw nothing but my prick sticking straight up in the air. I began to feel the tingling in my nut sac, letting me know that I was close to coming. Still staring at myself, I grunted with the release as I felt my seed speed up through my shaft. But to my surprise, in spite of the intensity of the feeling, I saw no sperm ejaculate from the tip of my swollen cock. I tried to reach for my dick, but could not move. My arms felt pinned to the bed. I was getting freaked! As my imaginary orgasm subsided I began to see the faint shape of a voluptuous woman riding atop me. She had long blonde hair, very large breasts and her mid-section was encased in a whalebone corset. Her face was set in an orgasmic grimace as she continued to impale herself on me. My hips rose and fell and my cock felt the velvet softness of her vaginal canal as it squeezed and coaxed me toward another climax. I did not disappoint her, thrusting deeply into the apparition, I came again, feeling her suck the life giving syrup out of my pulsating testicles. The ghostly figure took on a more solid appearance, leaning over my and offering me one of her pendulous breasts. I eagerly took the dark, fleshy nipple in my mouth and suckled like a hungry infant as she continued to ride my still stiff member. I ached from the exertion of continuously fucking this nymphomaniacal ghost, but I could not bring myself to stop. Her nipple felt soft in my mouth and my tongue experienced the sensation of licking live flesh and my ears were treated to the music of her moans as I sucked and fucked the rubenesque spirit. Again I felt my balls draw up , signaling yet another explosion of sperm, and, when it came, I screamed in ecstasy as I felt three strong spurts of my semen blow out of the slit in my cockhead and bathe her with the warm, gooey cream. And again her form took on more definition, as if my cum was bringing her to life. She guided one of my hands to her sperm and honey soaked dark bush, indicating that I should massage her now prominent clit. Meeting my up-thrusts and clit strumming, her moans ran together into a siren song until she stiffened, caught her breathe and orgasmed, wildly thrashing above me. The feel of her cunt as it spasmed around my cock was indescribable. I grabbed the cheeks of her ample ass, fucking harder and faster, lifting her off the bed and groaning as she swallowed my manhood each time she dropped into my lap. We must have done this for most of the night. It was mostly a blur to me. I remember coming six times, and with each ejaculation, this lovely Victorian lady became more and more real to me, until I noticed the orange-pink wisps of sunrise peering through the window. When her vision first came to me, her dark brown hair was tied up in a bun, but as the night wore on , more and more of her hair fell about her face. Finally sated, or perhaps afraid of the daylight, she rose off my still hard cock, bent over it, kissing the dark pink crown. Her lips parted and she licked the remnants of our lovemaking from the head and shaft before walking to the mirror. She turned and whispered, "Come back to me." then disappeared into the mirror. I blinked, not believing what I had seen. I rubbed my bleary eyes, but she was gone! I looked at my aching penis, beginning to droop. All evidence of our tryst had disappeared. Even the scent of her sex, which had permeated the room not five minutes ago, was gone. I stumbled to the mirror, hoping to see her image somewhere, but saw nothing but my haggard sleepless face. I turned from the mirror and walked on unsteady feet to the door, closing it behind me. I barely made it to the second floor, where I collapsed on a guest bed and slept for eight hours. Waking up in mid-afternoon with a start, I recalled the previous nights activity with crystal clarity, but, except for the chafing on my cock there was no evidence that I had done anything at all. Hurrying through my chores, I finished just before sunset. Drawn to the attic, I returned there, determined to clarify whether or not I imagined what had happened. I sat and waited in eager anticipation of her arrival. Shortly after the last rays of sunshine disappeared behind the mountains, my lovely apparition returned, floating through the mirror surface. Her hair was up, but she wore a see-through nightgown that draped off her breasts, barely hiding her voluptuous figure. I even saw the silhouette of her dark bush behind the gauzy fabric. Mesmerized, I watched her float toward me, stop in front of me and sink to her knees. Slowly, she undid my pants, freeing my cock from its cotton jail. Grabbing the shaft and squeezing gently, she lowered her face to the dark pink helmet of my penis, and, extending her tongue, gingerly licked the drops of clear liquid that had formed there. Opening her lips, I watched in awe as the head passed her pale pink lips. I could feel the warmth of her mouth as it enveloped my shaft, shivering in delight as her tongue swirled around the head. As her tongue played with the underside of my cockhead, I wished I could come right then and there! It was sheer exquisite torture, watching and feeling her tongue as it slid up and down my piss slit. It almost felt as if she were trying to slip the tip up into my cock, seeking the source of my manhood. Grabbing her head, I tried to guide her mouth further down the shaft, swallowing more and more of me, but she would not be rushed. In my zeal to poke her throat, I dislodged her comb, and her hair cascaded down around her face, obscuring every detail except her lips, clearly seen sucking on my prick. "Oh! God! That feels so good!" I moaned, still watching as she slowly devoured my meat. She hummed her reply, making my cock jump. I felt her fingers as they lightly grazed my leg, wandering slowly up toward my raging cock. Her touch was like an electric current! When her fingers cupped my sac, I thought I would faint, her nails lightly scratching the crinkly skin, her palms warm against my testicles. Still humming and slurping, her head bobbed faster. Perhaps she was getting impatient. I assured her it would not be long before her loving oral caresses would be rewarded. She looked up into my eyes as she sucked deeper, one of her long nailed fingers worming its way past my sphincter. I screamed as I felt the rush of sperm course up through my burgeoning penis. Grabbing the base with her other hand, she opened her mouth so I could watch her feast on my cream. Staring intently into my eyes, she said, "Feed me!" I watched as my cock spat glob after glob of viscous fluid onto her waiting tongue. Stroking and squeezing my shaft, she milked the last drops from me, swallowing the mouthful of warm cum. She stood up and I wiped a small amount of semen from the corner of her full lips and stuck the finger in my mouth.. She seemed almost horrified by the act and grabbing my face in her hands planted a deep kiss on my lips, worming her tongue well inside, as if she were searching for the droplet I had taken from her face. Pushing me down on the bed, she told me she was still hungry. She positioned herself over my still rampant cock and settled her damp pussy over my face. I opened up the petals of her flower, sinking my face into the steamy dampness of her sex. Breathing in the heavy scent of her aroused cunt, I licked and sucked on the fleshy outer lips listening to her moan as her lips engulfed my cock again. Latching onto her clit, I sucked voraciously as I pushed two, then three fingers palm deep into her leaking snatch. She squirmed and squealed as I scratched the front wall of her cloying vagina, searching for her g-spot. Finding the spongy tissue I scratched and rubbed until my fingers began to cramp. She was now bucking against my hand and face, tickling me with the coarse black hairs of her pussy. She pulled free of my cock as she orgasmed for the fist time, rubbing the head all over her face as she moaned and thrashed, leaking healthy amounts of her love syrup onto my face. I drank from her spasming cunt, not allowing it to escape from my lips, savoring the sweet saltiness of her. She caressed my balls with her lips and tongue urging them to fill her with their wonderful contents before resuming the throat fucking. Meanwhile, spurred on by the scent and taste of her luscious twat I pushed my fingers back in, only this time I used four, at first, then tried to push my fist inside, all the while rasping her clit with my tongue, teasing the tip, then bathing the whole of her warm wet muff. She moaned loudly as I gently pushed my fist into her. Pulling off my cock, she cried "Oh my God! What are you doing? It's so big!" "Does it feel good?" I asked between licks of her labia. "Oh God Yes! Your filling my cunny! It feels hard like a cock! What is it?" "I'm fucking you with my fist!" I replied as I churned my hand deep inside her, scraping the walls of her cloying cunt with my fingertips. "Oh! Don't stop! I'm going to spend! Yes! Yes!" she screamed as her vaginal muscles flexed, squeezing my hand. Latching onto her quivering clit, I sucked hard as she orgasmed violently, squirting her love juice all over my face. Pulling my honey soaked hand from her very tight, very wet pussy, alternately licking the clear liquid from my fingers and her swollen lips and bush. Regaining her composure, she returned to her task of emptying my balls of their precious contents, slurping and sucking as I thrust my hips upward, feeling my cockhead brush the back of her throat. Interminable minutes passed as she bathed my dick with her spit until I could contain myself no longer and, with a grunt, announced that I was pouring yet another serving of my precious semen into her insatiable mouth. "My cunny is burning! Please put out my fire!" she pleaded as she positioned herself on the bed, ass in the air, pussylips spread wide, showing the moist pink flesh of her inner twat. "Fuck me! Please?" Looking down at my amazingly stiff, spit and cum covered manhood, I stepped behind her and shoved myself deep inside her waiting muff. "Yes!" she hissed, "Fuck me! Hard Fast! Rough! I'm your slave!" Reaching around her ample waist, I grabbed a handful of each breast, kneading each one like a ball of dough as I pistonned in and out of her hot wetness, wishing only to splatter my sperm deep in her ghostly womb. I knew that this apparition was draining the life from me with each orgasm, but I could not bring myself to stop. "Fuck me like a dog in heat!" she begged. Her butt cheeks rippled with each thrust, my balls slapped against her puffy lips, and her pussy farted each time my pubic bone jarred against her. ""I'm such a bad girl!" she taunted, "Punish me! Punish me with your cock!." The more she spoke, the harder and faster I fucked into her. I pinched her nipple hard with my left hand while scratching her clit with the other, making her moan between taunts. I wormed a finger into her sloppy wet slit, rubbing against the underside of my cock. We built each other up toward another orgasmic crescendo, her vaginal muscles compressing around my cock and finger until her breath caught in her throat. "Oh! Oh! OH! I'm spending!" she cried, collapsing on the bed. I pulled out, my cock dripping with the slick honey from her cooze. "Oh God! Please don't stop!" I rolled her over, grabbed her legs, resting the back of her knees in the crooks of my arms and stepped forward, my cock sliding effortlessly in between the bedewed lips of her hungry sex. "Ah! Yes! Watch yourself fuck me!" Following her directions I looked down where we were connected, my penis sawing in and out, pulling her tight pussy flesh out with me, and swallowing my still hard cock. "I love the feel of your cock! You fill me deliciously!" she cooed smiling up at me. The sweat was rolling off my forehead with the exertion of this fuckfest, but I continued to push in and out of her increasing the speed of our rhythmic coupling. She noticed me staring at her breasts, rippling with each thrust. She grabbed my hands, pulling them toward her, bending her over so her knees were almost even with her ears. My fingers touched her nipples and an electric shock shot through my body. My cock exploded deep in her cunt, smearing my seed all over the cloying walls. I collapsed on top of her, my head between her large breasts. She held me in place until she was sure that my cock was empty of the serum she craved. Offering me a nipple to suck she rolled me off and sliding her hand up and down my shaft. Panting, I pleaded into her tit that she stop and give me a rest. "Only if you promise to cum again for me before the sun comes up." "I'm not sure I can" I replied. "It's still hard. And I'm certain that I can make you cum again." I was too weak to fight, and let her do as she pleased. She rolled me on my back and surrounded my raging hard-on with her breasts, smearing them with the leftovers from our just completed fuck. As the helmet of my penis peeked out from her cleavage she licked the slit with her tongue. "Mmmmm! I love the taste of your cock! But you already know that" she teased, letting the boner disappear, only to re-emerge and get licked again. Tiring of this game she re-mounted herself on top of me sighing as she felt my stiff flesh as it parted her cuntlips. She quickly became lost in the lust for come, and bounced up and down, almost letting me escape before swallowing me up. I was being used , but didn't care. She only wanted me for my semen, not for me. Leaning backward, she found that my prick would massage her g-spot and moaned as she bent my spear to make her come. Then she leaned forward, offering me a suck on her pendulous breasts. Rocking back and forth, she milked my shaft as she came again with a gush, bathing my torso with great gobs of her vaginal fluid. The smell of our fucking was assaulting my nostrils. All I could smell was the bleachy scent of my sperm and the overwhelming scent of her overactive cunt. Finally, I felt the telltale rush that happens just before ejaculation, and grunting weakly, Sprayed the last dregs of cum from my overused balls. She rose up and standing next to me. Reaching her hand down, she asked in a throaty whisper, "Will you come with me?" I stood up on wobbly knees. "Where?" I said, still under her spell. "Follow me!" she said, taking my hand and leading me to the mirror. She started to step through it. "Come to me, lover!" she whispered. I started to follow. With part of me still in the attic, I felt a hand pull me back. Turning to look, I saw a terrified Kelly pulling me back into the room. My apparition lover, tugged me into the mirror. "Come, lover! I can offer you all the sex you want. Something she will NEVER do!" I felt myself drifting further into the mirror world. Kelly pulled hard, saying, " I love you! She only wants you to play with! Come back! Please? I don't want to lose you!" I had two women fighting over me! What do I do? Haunted House Ch. 04 I felt myself drifting further into the mirror world. Kelly pulled hard saying "I love you! She only wants you to play with! Come back! Please? I don't want to lose you! I had two women fighting over me! What do I do? Both women were tugging at me, the ghost getting the better of it. Until she momentarily let go. Kelly, trying to maintain her balance reached out. The ghost grabbed her and pulled her into the mirror, leaving me alone in the attic. Kelly was so surprised and the spirit so quick, that she was unable to comprehend what had happened until it was too late. Once inside the mirror, Kelly could not find a way out. In a panic, she asked, "Why did you take me? I thought you wanted him!" In a quiet, soothing voice, the spirit assured her that he was just a vehicle to get the two women together. Helping her stand, Letitia walked around Kelly, admiring what she saw. "It's you that I really wanted!" she assured Kelly, as she advanced toward the frightened female. "I need the touch of a warm, willing female. And my master wants you too!" Kelly, too scared to move, allowed the ghost to unbutton her blouse and unsnap her bra, and caress her breasts. Moving behind her, the ghost cupped her small but full breasts, gently rubbing her thumbs across Kelly's awakening nipples. "They are beautiful! May I kiss them?" As Kelly stood inert, the spirit took her silence as assent, and, moving to face her, lowered her full lips to Kelly's exposed nipples. Kelly moaned as her nipples responded to the expert touch of tongue, lips, and fingers to her sensitive areola's. "You like this, don't you?" she whispered. "Yes!" Kelly sighed, reveling in the wonderful sensations this sexual spirit was awakening in her. "Better than your husband's touch?" "Yes!" she replied, "But in a different way." "More sensual than sexual?" the spirit asked as her hands went to unsnap Kelly's jeans. "Yes!.... No!...I don't know!" Kelly stammered as her denims dropped past her knees. Almost as if she were on auto-pilot she stepped out of the pants, allowing the spirit to move behind her again. She placed her hands over those of her ghostly lover guiding one to her breast and the other to her panty covered mound. The spirits hand slid under the fabric, combing through Kelly's dark bush, sliding her middle finger into the valley between Kelly's pussy lips. "Oh! God! Don't stop!" she moaned, spreading her legs to allow more and deeper access to her ever moistening sex. She felt the finger curl and slide up inside her, rubbing against her g-spot. She pushed her hips forward against the palm of her lovers invading hand. She pinched her free nipple as the ghost rolled her other one between thumb and forefinger, losing herself to the gentle touch of her expert partner. "What do I call you? I don't even know your name." she blurted out before the primal urges pushed the thought from her brain. "I am called Letitia." she replied as she insinuated a second finger into the warm wetness of Kelly's crotch. "Oh God, Letitia, that feels so good!" Kelly moaned as Letitia pushed her to the ground. "I need to taste you Kelly" she said, pushing her face into Kelly's wetness. "and I'd like you to taste me as well." Letitia lowered her herself over Kelly's face, opening the folds of her own sex, allowing greater, deeper access to her glistening pussy. Kelly felt Letitia's tongue as it pushed its way in among the folds of her vaginal opening. Losing herself to the mounting feelings emanating from her crotch, she, too, extended her tongue, tentatively licking the droplets of musk from Letitia's cunt. Both women delved deeper, moaning from the touch of the other. Letitia pulled her tongue from Kelly's wetness replacing it with two fingers. She then planted a kiss on Kelly's exposed clit, sucking gently on it, moaning as she did so. The vibrations of Letitia's lips sent Kelly over the edge and she screamed in orgasm as her cunt oscillated on her lover's fingers. As it subsided, Kelly felt more of Letitia's hand as it pushed inside. "What are you doing?" she asked, unable to see, only feel what was being done, and unable to imagine that two fingers could feel so good. Suddenly the good feelings turned to slight discomfort as Kelly felt more and more of Letitia's hand as it pushed slowly, deeply inside. "I am preparing you for greater things, my dear." the spirit said, shoving her fist past Kelly's opening. Flexing her fingers, Letitia scratched the spongy flesh of Kelly's g-spot, Returning Kelly to a state of wanton sexual need. "Preparing me for what?" she managed to say between lust-filled groans. "Preparing you for me" said a deep, obviously male voice. Kelly looked up between the cheeks of Letitia's ass, seeing something that her eyes were not prepared for. Above both girls was a tall, very good looking, well chiseled man. Or was it? He had two ram's horns growing out of his head, and extending from his crotch was a phallus close to a foot in length, as thick as her wrist, and crowned by a small apple sized, deep dark pink head. Most surprising of all was his legs. They were covered with thick fur, and instead of feet he walked on two cloven hooves. "She is ready for you, father." Letitia spoke reverently as she rose from her prone position. "You have done well! I will reward you for your service. Now, hold her in place" he said. He knelt down between Kelly's still spread legs and rubbed his monster cock against her moist opening, and slowly insinuated his cock into the woman's sex. Letitia held Kelly's arms out to the side, allowing her pendulous breasts to dangle in the brunette's face. Kelly felt the invasion of her womb with pleasure and discomfort. She could feel him slowly stretch her as he filled her with his veiny tool. He was so large, yet so filling. His cock rubbed every inch of the interior walls of her cunt and every time their hips met his heat sent electric shocks against her fully aroused clit. She watched as this man-beast thrust his long pointed tongue in and out of Letitia's face and she moaned her thanks. Kelly did not understand why until the man-beast leaned in and kissed her in the same fashion. As his full sensual lips met hers, an electric current went through her body. She was orgasming from his kiss! When his tongue invaded her mouth, the feelings intensified, almost to the point of pain. He placed his palms onto her taut nipples. The assault on her nerve endings became too much and Kelly screamed into the man's mouth as her body racked itself in the throes of a monumental orgasm. Feeling his victim's cunt walls contract on his pony sized member, the man roared as his balls contracted and he pumped great gobs of his hot sperm deep into the cloying vagina of the woman beneath him. He rose, his penis still dripping sperm. Letitia asked if she were allowed to drink his seed. "That is your reward!" he answered as she licked the combined juices of her father and his victim, starting at his scrotum and moving slowly to the head. Opening wide she drank from his piss slit greedily. When she was done cleaning him off, she turned to Kelly, kissing her, sharing the warm white liquid. Kelly responded, sucking the viscous liquid from her partner's lips and chin. The heat and touch of the warm white creamy sauce sent her into yet another orgasm. Breaking the kiss, Letitia smiled as she saw the mini orgasm sweep over Kelly's face and sweat sheened body. "I think they have found the egg, father!" she said as the man-beast made to leave. Almost involuntarily, Kelly swept up a handful of the semen pooled between her legs and rubbed it gently over her belly, anointing herself with the unholy liquid. Again, the touch of his demon seed on her skin sent another shiver through her body. "Make her comfortable." he said, sternly. "Yes father." she replied as she too rubbed the liquid on her victim's breasts. Before leaving the two women, he added, " I want nothing to jeopardize her pregnancy. You are to do her bidding! Anything she wants! But she must not leave here!"