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The Halloween Haunted House Ch. 01

By: bob03567



All characters are fictional and 18 years or older.

I would like to thank Lunarosa for the great editing work she did on this story.

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The local college Justin attended was throwing their annual haunted house for Halloween, and this year was going to be the best since this year it was going to be held in a mansion that looked truly haunted. Mrs. Murdle, a long-time alumni of the college donated her house to the college upon her death.

The house was an Old Victorian style with three floors and an attic. Rustic in appearance but well maintained, the house was located at the outskirts of town and resided on 40 acres of land. All the antique furnishings went along with the property and the school was going to auction off the furniture in the spring

The group of students that set up the annual Halloween horror house asked if they could have their event at the mansion. The dean was reluctant at first, feeling that having such a thing at the house would cause damage to the property and its contents. The students assured him that they would move all of the furniture out of the areas they would use for the event, and fix any damage that might come from it. After hearing the students, the dean hesitantly gave his approval.

Justin, a typical horny 20 year old whose good looks and muscular build made it easy for him to score with quite a few of the college girls, happened to be one of the students in charge of relocating the furniture at the residence. He and a team of other students spent two weeks moving furniture from the first floor up the vacant attic, while another group of students prepared the first floor for their horror show. Justin's mom Trish didn't like the idea of her son spending so much time helping out with the horror house, feeling his grades might slip with him coming home late every night, but now that it was finished and the first show was the next night, she began to relax.

Trish was an attractive woman in her late 30's. She worked on keeping herself fit and enjoyed still being able to turn some heads. Trish and Justin had been abandoned by Justin's father just after Justin was born. The drunken bum left one night and never came back. Trish did her best raising her son with the help of her family and was very proud of the young man he had become.

That night, for the first time in two weeks Justin made it home for dinner. As they sat at the table, Justin and Trish made some small talk.

"So mom, how are things going at work these days?"

"Fine sweetie, just fine. I'm expecting to get a promotion this year if all goes well."

"That's great mom! I think you work too hard, it's about time someone at your job paid attention to that."

"Speaking of working hard, I'm glad you're finished with helping at the haunted house. I think you put too much time in over there."

"It's for a good cause mom. All the money is going to breast cancer."

"Well, still you should of come home earlier, I don't want to see your grades slip for charity."

"They're ok mom. This quarter wasn't that tough. So, you want to go to the opening tomorrow night with me?"

"Oh I don't know honey, I'm not a big fan of getting scared. I tend to frighten easily."

"C'mon mom, I want you to see how much effort we all put into it this year. I think it's going to be the best we've ever had. The house is huge and it sprawls out everywhere; we've never had such a big place to use before."

"Well maybe, but I'm telling you I get jumpy at these things."

"So does everyone else, that's the point of it."

After Justin kept pushing his mom, she finally agreed to go. The next day after class Justin came right home, his mother was home from work and had already made them some supper. After eating their meal they both headed up to their rooms and changed for the evening's event. 

Justin put on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt, under a fleece jacket. Trish put on a pair of jeans and a buttoned light blue fuzzy sweater. As Trish looked into her mirror, she felt like a teenager going out on a date. It had been years since she'd done anything like this and even though she didn't care for being frightened, she was getting excited over the idea of doing something different with her son.

Justin waited downstairs for his mother to finish, as she approached him, she put her arms out and spun around.

"So how do I look?" she said.

"That sweater looks great on you mom. I've never seen you wear it before."

"Oh it's something I had in the back of the closet."

"Well, I think you look great."

"Thanks honey, you don't look bad yourself," Trish said as she made her way towards the front door.

As they approached the mansion a long line had already begun. But Justin didn't have to wait in line like the rest. Being a worker for the show had come with some perks. One was no waiting in line. The other, free admission for him and his guest. 

The students were letting people in, in groups of 8 to 10. Trish got nervous as they began their tour through the house, holding her son by the arm tightly. As ghouls and monsters jumped out from behind every corner, Trish pushed herself tighter into her son, finding herself becoming more anxious as they travelled on.

Justin had never seen this side of his mom before. His mother had always been the strong person he confided in, and now she was acting like a scared, clingy girl looking for him to protect her. Justin was finding this side of her very arousing.

He felt his mother push her soft breasts into his arm as they moved forward through the dark maze. Justin put his arm around his mother's shoulder and she grabbed him by the waist.

"It's almost over, mom."

"Good. I don't think I could handle much more of this."

At the end, the hall narrowed and was completely dark, only one person was able to go through at a time, and as they proceeded through with Justin going first and his mother holding onto him from behind. Hands reached out from the sides and grabbed different parts of their body. Trish let out a load scream and Justin turned to see what had happened, but as he turned Trish lifted her arm and caught her son square under his chin -- a hand had grabbed her wrist and Trish pulled away quickly, not knowing her son had turned around.

Justin saw a white flash from his mother's perfect uppercut. He tried to recover and exit the mansion but his vision was blurred. As he staggered out of the hallway, a friend from class came up and asked him if he was ok. Justin's mother was upset, she felt so bad about what she had done to her son.

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to do that."

"It's...It's okay mom. I ...I..just need to sit down someplace."

Justin's friend said, "Hey Justin, through that door over there is the back stair. Why don't you go up to the break room and have a seat for a couple minutes. There's some ice in the cooler if you need it."

As Justin and his mom made their way up the staircase. Justin felt dizzy, and by the time they made it to the second floor, he almost passed out. Passing by the first door, Trish opened it and spied a bed. Trish helped her son over to it and had him lie down.

"Honey, please forgive me. I felt the hand grab me and...and..."

"Mom, please just let me rest for a couple minutes. I'm sure I'll be fine."

Trish looked around the bedroom, and in her rush she didn't notice that there was an unlit fireplace. The room was very large and Trish felt it must be the master bedroom. The bed her son lay in was massive, it had wood carvings on the bedpost and white lace drapes hung off the canopy overhead. The sheets and pillows were red silk and the room smelled like roses. Trish sat beside her son and put her hand in his, doing her best to try and comfort her injured son.

As Trish held her son's hand, she could see her own breath. Then, suddenly, the fire flared to life. Trish could hear someone walking behind her, she turned and looked around, but no one was there.

"What do we have here?" a voice said.

Trish felt a shiver run up her spine.

"Justin...Justin wake up," Trish said nervously shaking her son.

"What...what... what's the matter, mom?"

"I heard a woman's voice."

"Yeah mom I bet you did. They're probably in the break room."

"No. No, I heard it here in the room with us."

"Mom, please you're probably still thinking about the haunted house."

"Justin. It isn't that. I think... I think there's a ghost in here."

"O...kay mom. I think I'm fine now. We can go. Just give me a hand getting up."

"So Justin, is this lovely lady your mother?" the voice said.

"Holy shit!" Justin replied.

Trish began to shake as she attempted to help her son to his feet.

"Where do you think you're taking that young lad of yours, Trish?" the voice said as Trish felt something push her away from her son.

In the distance Trish heard the door lock and the room became brighter as the fire grew in size. Trish went to the door and tried the knob, finding it was locked she began to pound on it, yelling for help.

"No one is going to hear you Trish. I made sure we'll all be alone for awhile. Now let's see if I can help that poor boy of yours."

Justin was in shock. As he sat on the bed motionless, he felt his pants begin to unbutton. A force was pushing him back on the bed and his zipper was being pulled down.

"Mom, what's going on?"

"Please, let us go," Trish said in a begging tone.

"Just be patient Trish, I'll get to you in a minute."

Justin couldn't move, he felt something cold holding his wrists as his jeans and boxers slipped off his body. His lower half was now naked, in front of his mother. Trish watched in horror, as her son was being manipulated by the female spirit. Justin felt a cold hand run across his nut sack. It began to toy with his balls, rolling them around.

"Mmm...mom, what's happening? Ohh I can't stop this."

"Please...please, whomever you are. Let my son go."

"Doesn't your son look delicious? I can't believe you haven't had him for yourself yet. Look at that scrumptious cock he has. Mmmm, I bet he thinks about you when he jerks off that monster."

Justin felt the cold fingers grip around his cock, as they worked his dick up and down.

"Mom, make it stop... Please."

Trish tried to move closer to her son, but found herself unable to move. Something was holding her arms. All she was able to do was watch helplessly as whatever force was behind the female voice ravaged her son's body.

"Please, I'm begging. Let us go," Trish said as tears began to form in her eyes.

"Justin, don't you think your mother is hot?"

Justin looked at his mom but didn't say a word. His body began to respond to the ghostly hand as it stroked on his dick.

"Justin tell me what you think, or this is going to be a very long night. Don't you think your mother looks hot?"

"Ye.... Yes I think she's hot."

"Good boy. That wasn't so hard now was it? Have you ever wished you could fuck her?"

"No! No I haven't wished that!"

"Please boy, don't lie to me. You wish you could see those wonderful breasts of hers don't you? I bet you think about sucking on them all the time."

"No... You're sick," Justin said as his body lost more control.

"Oh I see your getting hard now. Is it because I was talking about your mother's breasts? Tell me, Justin. Tell me the truth."

"Mom, help."

"I can't honey. I can't move."

"Let's see what happens when you get to see them."

The buttons of Trish's sweater began to undo. Slowly one by one they popped, exposing more of her to her son. As the last button snapped, her sweater was pulled aside, opening the entire front to her son. Trish slowly felt the sweater being pulled off her shoulders.

"Please, what can I do to make you stop this?" Trish said.

"Nothing. You two will thank me for this. I'm going to show both of you what you've been missing," the voice said as Trish's sweater fell to the floor.

Trish struggled with the invisible grip on her arms, but to no avail. She couldn't break free from the frosty grip.

Trish stared at her son, as the cold fingers work the hooks on her bra. The bra fell to the floor and Trish heard a gasp come from her son's lips. Trish felt ashamed as she stood half naked in front of her boy, but the look in his eyes that once showed fear had changed to excitement. Trish felt her pussy twitch as her eyes caught sight of her son's cock being magically stroked. Her mouth watered as his cock head bulged, and little drops of pre-come formed at the head.

The ghost teased, "Ohh. You like mommy's tits, don't you Justin? You don't have to answer me, your cock is telling me so. Don't they just beg to be sucked? Just ask, Justin and I can make it happen."

Trish felt herself moisten as the woman spoke. She found herself fighting with her morals.

"Yes, I want to suck on them." Justin said as his dick pumped out a small amount of sperm.

"Justin!" Trish spoke in a shocked voice.

Trish fought her own urges, as her own son openly acknowledged wanting her. Her pussy dripped from the lust building inside her. "This can't happen," Trish thought, as her mind struggled with her urges. Trish began to move closer to her son, as she felt herself being nudged closer to him. Trish watched the lust build in her son's eyes as she inched closer and closer.

"Yessss...Look boy, your mommy wants you. She's trying to fight it, but her body wants you. Tell her your dark thoughts about wanting her."

Justin lost it; he didn't care anymore. "I want you mom. I've always wanted you. I want to suck on your luscious breasts mom. I want feel your pussy around my cock."

"Honey, what are you saying? I'm your mother. I... I...can't..." Trish said as she continued to move closer.

Trish was next to her son. Her eyes became fixed on his dick as it pumped in the air. Trish wanted to touch it. She was losing the battle within, her lust for her son grew and her body had taken control. Her hand slowly moved to her son's steel pole and took over for the female phantom.

"Yesss...Trish that's it. Look at that cock. It wants you. You can't fight your own urges."

Justin found himself free from the frosty grip. His mother's hand rubbing him off brought out his hidden desires. Sitting himself up, Justin moved his mouth to his mother's succulent tits. Justin engulfed her fleshy breast into his mouth. Sucking and licking on her, he took his left hand and began to knead the other.

"Ohhh..." was all Trish could say, as she lost control herself.

Trish worked faster on her son. She felt the sperm build and knew any moment her son was going to shoot his load. Her son sucking and pinching her breast made her have micro orgasms. Trish lowered her head down and took her son in her mouth, sliding his massive cock in and out of her moist lips. Faster and faster she sucked, his dick pumped in her mouth, as her son moved his hips, fucking her face with his steely rod.

"Oh. Mom... Uhh...I'm...I'm going to..." Justin said, as he took his hand and pushed his mother hard on his cock.

"Ohhh... Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Justin's body quivered as his cum exploded down his mother's throat.

Trish wildly sucked on her son as his semen boiled out. She couldn't get enough of his hot jizz, as it flowed down her throat. Feeling him twitch and grunt, she licked the last of his seed from the tip.

"Mom, I want you," Justin said, as he grabbed his mother's head and pulled her closer to his face. They kissed passionately, their tongues inter twined, their bodies pressed together and the lust grew wild.

"Fuck me Justin. Fuck your mommy," was all Trish could say.

Trish worked on removing what clothes were left on her body, as he fumbled with undoing her pants. Wildly, they worked at undressing one another. Trish threw his jacket and tee to the floor, stood up and kicked off her shoes, and her hands quickly removed her jeans and soaked panties. Pushing her son back, she straddled his body and quickly kissed his soft, waiting lips.

Trish ground her pussy lips up and down her son's cock, working it back to greater hardness. Her juices flowed out of her, slicking up her son's dick as it pressed against her swollen clit. Faster and faster Trish ground against her son, feeling his cock harden under her as it toyed with her entrance.

"I want you Justin. Fuck me," Trish said

Justin's dick found its mark and ripples of pleasure raced through his body as his cock eased into his mother's womb.

"Ohh... Honey...Ohh, fuck mommy. I want that cock deep inside me." Trish slammed down on her son, working her hot pussy on his slick pole. The heat from his shaft was driving her crazy. She felt her orgasm build and her cunt gripped her son.

"Fuck me Justin. Fuck me."

Justin couldn't take any more, her pussy was like a vice as it sucked on his manhood, and his balls ached as his dick throbbed inside her. Pushing himself up harder to meet his mother's thrusts, Justin grabbed his mother's hips and pulled her down with every push.

"Ohh God I'm cumming....Oh honey mommy's cumming....."

Justin felt his mother clamp on his dick as his own orgasm burst inside his mother's hot cunt. His body tingled as his cum filled his mother and their sexual juices mixed together from their unthinkable act.

Trish fell onto her son as the last of her orgasm subsided. "What have we done? Trish said as she felt her son's dick pump the last of his seed inside her.

"What we wanted to do mom. I love you so much."

"I love you too honey."

Trish removed her exhausted body off her son, as she looked around the room. The voice had stopped and the fire had gone out all at once.

"Let's go home son. I think we have a lot to discuss," Trish said, as she searched around the now-dark room for their clothes.

"I think we said it all tonight, mom," Justin said as he slipped his pants up.

"I think there's more to say. We'll find out at home... In my bed," Trish said as she handed Justin his jacket.

"You might be right, mom," Justin replied feeling his cock already getting hard. As they opened the once locked door, Trish turned and looked back."Thank you," she said to the empty room.

The Halloween Haunted House Ch. 02



I would like to thank ChasP for editing this story for me.

All characters are fictional and 18 years or older. 

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Justin opened his eyes as he awoke. Getting his bearings he felt the sweat soaked sheets that lay under him from fucking his mother the entire night. As he glanced over to his left he could see his mother. Her face was turned away from him as she slept on her side. Turning toward her, he gazed at her wonderful ass.

Justin could feel his loins churning again. Her round ass was igniting his sexual desires. He reached his hand down and grasped her firm bum. Justin could hear her softly moan in her sleep as his hand began to caress her fleshy skin in his palm. Dipping his fingers lower, Justin eased them between her crack. His finger found her asshole and spiraled around and around. Her ass began to contract as he toyed with it. His mother stirred and her hand reached back and grasped his, pulling him away.

"Justin. That's enough back there. That area is off limits, Mr."

"Okay, Mom." Justin replied, but his cock raged and his lust for her had overwhelmed his body. He needed to feel his stiff dick inside her again. He needed to hear her begging for more.

Justin moved his body closer to hers. His throbbing pole connected with her ass as his hand reached around her body. He rubbed his hand all over her front, from her breasts down to her stomach.

"Justin. You're hard again? My god, boy, doesn't that thing sleep?" Trish chuckled.

"It did until it found out how much it likes being inside you, mom." Justin replied as his running hand strolled lower until it found her mound.

"Oh...Honey... Please, baby, it's too early. Let your poor mother sleep."

Justin ignored her plea as his hand tickled her pussy lips. He could feel her wetness build as his fingers parted her folds and latched onto her clit. His cock slid up and down her ass as her body rocked back against him.

Faster and faster Justin rubbed. Trish's wetness grew and her legs parted more and more as her body responded to her son's sexual touch.

Justin's cock pushed more firmly into her ass and slid between her cheeks as her breathing grew faster and louder. His fingers moved harder and faster on her stiff little nub. His mother was now bucking back against him as his hand assaulted her soaked pussy. He could feel her trying to adjust his cock with her ass so it would slip down to her waiting cunt. But he wanted something else. As Trish pushed back, his dick would connect with her little asshole, catching ever so quickly then pulling away. He felt her excitement grow by the minute as he eased his fingers down to her pussy and slipped two of them deeply inside her hot cunt.

"Oh... Justin.." his mother pleaded as she pushed herself harder back against him. His stiff cock connected more often now with her little brown hole. Justin increased his finger fucking and slipped a third digit into her. Moving his fingers at the same pace he pushed, he developed a rhythm that his mother's body fell into. With every push, his dick now touched her asshole. Justin worked his fingers faster and faster in and out of his mother, deeper and harder. Her breath raced and her moans increased. Her ass pushed back harder and harder. And just when he felt her ready to cum, with one hard push...

"Ohhh..... Fuckkk.." Justin groaned as his hard cock parted his mother's virgin ass and forced its way inside.

"Oh... No!!! Oh.. Justin.. Take it out.. Oh.. Fuck.. You're tearing me apart!" Trish screamed, as her son's dick went farther into her tight little ass.

Justin grabbed hold of her hips as he rammed deeper and deeper into her forbidden zone. Trish wailed and squirmed as his thick cock worked its way inside her.

The pleasure had overcome the pain and her body orgasmed, as his cock rammed harder and harder.

"Oh.. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh." Justin heard her moan. "That's it, mom. Fucking cum for me. I can feel you quivering on my cock."

Trish's ass tightened as her climaxes raged on and on. Justin couldn't take anymore, her tight ass cheeks gripping his pole had pushed him over the edge and his hot sperm expelled deep inside her brown hole.

"Oh. Fuck, mom. You're making me cum." Justin exclaimed as his body tensed and his hands grasped her hips, and held her tight to his pumping dick.

Trish gasped for air as she felt her son's hot cum filling her ass. Her body twitched and spasmed as his seed filled her. With what strength she had left in her spent body she rolled forward sliding her son's dick out of her.

"Oh.. Justin. That was too much." Trish huffed. "I can't handle your dick in there. I thought you were going to rip me apart." she said, as her ass still felt the pain of being stretched.

"I'm sorry, mom, it just felt so inviting. I couldn't help myself."

Trish patted her son lazily with her hand and said. "Okay, go take a shower before you're late for class."

"Okay, mom." Justin replied, and rolled out of bed.

Trish loafed in bed as her body recovered from its morning assault. Her mind came back to the reality of how wrong this was. She knew it couldn't continue but found it hard to see how she could stop it. Her own body wanted her son. And she was certain Justin wouldn't want to stop either.  I think I might need help ending this before it consumes me.  she thought, as she shuffled out of bed.

Justin had finished his shower and was already dressed when he was toying with thoughts of his own. If that spirit got me into my mom, who else could I have?  he wondered. 

He thought about Missy Roland. She was one of the skinny blonde cheerleaders on the college football team. The word around campus was her cherry was intact, that she was saving herself for her future husband. Justin pictured his massive hard cock parting her virgin pussy for the first time as her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper and deeper into her, watching her face -- her big beautiful blues eyes widening and mouth gaping as she took his entire girth deep down her tight little pussy.

"Justin, you're going to be late." his mother yelled, snapping him out of his wishful dream.

"Okay, mom." he yelled back as he raced down the steps and out the door.

Trish heard her son leave and finished dressing herself. Her morning encounter also had her late. As she drove to work she made some calls on her cellphone. Before leaving the house she had jotted down the numbers for a couple local psychiatrists, hoping that one of them would be able to offer assistance in the touchy predicament she found herself in. But she had no idea how to convince them that a spirit had a hand in the matter. 

Justin made it to class but found it difficult to concentrate. He kept thinking of a way to get Missy alone with him at the old house. As he walked down the hallway he saw Missy walking in his direction. "Fuck it. I'll wing it." he said to himself.

"Hey, Missy, can I talk to you for a minute?"

Missy looked puzzled and hesitantly replied, "Have we met?"

"Oh um no. My name is Justin. I've just seen you around and I know you're on the cheerleading squad." Justin explained as he continued with his white lie. "I want to do a ghost hunt over at the old Murdle house. And I got the idea if I could get the school cheerleaders to do it, maybe more people would be interested in joining."

"Why would you think we would be interested in something like that?"

"I don't know. That's the reason I'm asking." Justin replied. "I was part of the team cleaning the place up for the haunted house we had. And a bunch of us heard strange noises when we were working over there." Justin lied.

Missy paused for a moment, then spoke.

"Well I can't speak for all the girls but from what you said I'm intrigued."

"If you'd like, after class I could show you where we heard the sounds. I mean, if you're still interested then."

"Maybe, but I would want to bring another person with me."

"That's fine." Justin replied, as his idea of being alone with her vanished.

"Okay, see you there after class."

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Trish called the shrinks as she drove to the office. The first psychiatrist she phoned didn't sound like the type of person she wanted to tell her dark secret to. But the second one sounded like a person she could confide in. Number two's voice seemed soothing to her. And without going into too much detail over the phone, she found herself trusting in her. Trish set up a preliminary meeting after work.

As the day ended Trish became nervous, but her fear was held at bay knowing she had to face her demons. Her anxiety quickly left as the Doctor welcomed her into her office.

"Hello. My name is Doctor Williams, but please call me Liz." The shrink said this as she offered her hand to Trish.

"Please take a seat and tell me what your problem is. I know you said it was too difficult to discuss over the phone. But I can assure you by talking, it will get better."

Trish's body began to tremble as she took a deep breath and told her dreaded tale to Liz. She explained how a ghostly figure had her way with her and her son, and how it somehow released a hidden desire she had for her only child. She felt remorse as she went into great detail, telling the Doc how she and Justin, throughout entire nights, had wild passionate sex. 

By the time Trish had completed her story, Liz's pussy was soaked. She kept crossing her legs tightly to ease the tingling in her mound. Her body began to sweat and her heart pounded as her own lustful thoughts grew from picturing Trish making wicked love to her own flesh and blood. Liz snapped back when she heard Trish ask her

"So what do you think, Doctor? Can you help me?"

"Umm. Yes. I think I can. And please drop the doctor and just call me Liz. I find it helps people relax when they have to deal with a difficult problem. I'm not saying you imagined a spirit doing these things to you and your son. I would just need more proof to rule out any neurological disorder. If your son could confirm what you've told me, I would be able to rule that out. Then we could tackle the desire you've developed for your son." Liz said, as she watched her patient's face turn pale.

"Liz, I.. I didn't want to bring him in on this. I know we both have these hidden desires, but I was hoping to handle my son on my own, once I felt I was strong enough to fend off his advances."

"It's not that easy, Trish. The bond between a mother and son is very strong. These feelings you're having, in fact, are very deeply rooted. For you to think you can control them isn't very practical. If you want to change these sexual urges you're experiencing, your son will definitely have to be present and partake in the process."

"I'll have a talk with him tonight and see if I can get him to understand how important this is to me."

"Okay, Trish. Just call my office when you're ready and I'll set up a session for the two of you. Oh, and don't fret over what you've told me.

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Justin waited at the front door of the Mansion. He could see Missy pulling up in a car with other people. An older woman was driving and a brunette was in the back seat.

Justin walked over to the vehicle and as they got out, he admired the females' attire. All three had worn skirts. The older woman had on a dress skirt and Missy and her friend had their cheerleading outfits on.

"Justin, this is my mom and my best friend Kathy." Missy said.

Justin put out his hand to her mother. "Hello Mrs. Roland. Nice to meet you."

"Hello, Justin. My daughter tells me you told her this place has ghosts." 

"I think so. Like I said to her earlier, a group of us heard a bunch of very weird noises that we couldn't figure out."

"Well I think this whole thing is a crock. But I wasn't going to let Missy come here with just her girlfriend based on something a stranger to me told her. God knows her father couldn't be bothered with watching out for her welfare. Sorry, Justin, but for all I know you could have been some kind of serial killer."

"I fully understand, Mrs. Roland. If I had a beautiful daughter, I would be as protective of her as you are."

"Good.. Good.. We understand one another."

Missy spoke up. "Hey let's get inside before it gets any darker out here."

Justin led the way and held the door open for his guests.

Well I guess I'll give them a tour of the old place and maybe they'll buy into my fib.  Justin thought, as all hopes of anything taking place vanished for good.

Justin started on the first floor and made up different spots that he had heard footsteps and strange knockings. He then went up to the attic, skipping the second floor completely. At least it looked very dingy and spooky. 

"So what do you think? You interested in speaking to your fellow cheerleaders about doing an investigation?"

"Why did we skip the second floor?" Kathy asked.

"Umm. We didn't hear much there so I figured it would be a waste to show you."

"I'd still be interested in seeing what it looks like." Missy replied.

Justin slowly walked them down to the second floor and opened a couple of doors. He didn't notice that Missy and her mom had decided to do a little exploring of their own. As he turned around, Missy was just stepping into the Spirit's bedroom.

Quickly he rushed down the hall and made sure he held the door open. Kathy trailed behind and also entered the room.

"This room is very nice." Mrs. Roland commented. 

"Yeah I just love this bed." Missy said as she and her mom sat on it.

"Wow these sheets are so soft."

"Yes. We left this room intact. Everything in here is going to be auctioned off come spring. I don't think they want anyone in here." Justin replied, as he tried his best to shoo them out.

But it was too late, as he felt the air become cold around him. A strong force pushed him completely into the room and the door slammed shut.

"Why'd you do that?" Mrs. Roland asked.

"I... I didn't."

"So... I see I have some guests." a voice said.

"Oh.. Funny, Justin. This is some kind of a gag, isn't it." Missy said, as she tried to stand.

"Hey... I can't move. This isn't funny."

"Shhh.".the female voice said. "There's nothing to fear."

Mrs. Roland tried to move but was also unable to.

"Justin, what the fuck is going on here?!" Mrs. Roland shouted.

"I.. I'm not doing this."

"Don't yell at the poor lad." the voice continued. "I'm sure his intentions were good at the time. I mean, how could he have known your daughter likes the taste of a woman's sweet nectar over a hard dick?"

"What? How? I never!" Missy yelled.

The voice laughed as both women were pushed back on the bed, as their skirts rode up their bodies exposing their white cotton panties to Justin and Kathy.

"I can't move. Someone please help me."

"I can't either" Mrs. Roland said."Something's holding me."

"Mmmm. Such a pretty sight to see. Just look at those two nice pussies just asking to be licked."

Justin watched as Missy's panties slipped down her body and her legs popped up and spread wide. Her pussy was shaved and slowly it began to move.

"Oh... No! I feel a tongue! She's licking me!

Justin watched as Missy's legs parted even wider, allowing him a crystal clear view of her pussy. He could see it getting wet by the invisible tongue that was latched onto it.

Then, her mom's panties were removed and her legs parted. But it seemed as if a hand was rubbing her mound rather than a tongue.

"Oh... mom. She's.. She's getting me excited."

Justin looked at Kathy. Her eyes were fixed on her friend's pussy as her hips began to twitch.

"Please... Please stop. You're going to make me cum."

"Mmmm yes you are. And I'm going to lick the essence right out of you."

Mrs. Roland was bucking now. Her pussy lips expanded and contracted as if something was sliding in and out of her lovehole.

Both mother and daughter were going crazy. Their bodies shook. Their moans became louder.

"Oh... I never felt anything like this. Oh... Oh no.. Oh no.." Missy screamed as her body quivered and her legs desperately tried to close around her intruder.

"Wait.. Please stop. Not again. Not again." Missy begged. "I can't take anymore. Oh... Fuck!!"

Justin felt his dick rage as he wished it was he bringing her to such a climax. But he also noticed how the situation was affecting Kathy. 

"Oh... No.. What are you doing to me? I feel dizzy. Please ssstopp. Missy groaned, as yet another orgasm shattered through her body, and she came on the spirit's face. The woman began to materialize before them. Every time Missy came, more of her became visible. Missy's voice went from a scream to a loud continuous groan. Her body stayed stiff as both her legs shook as if she was being electrified. Then she went quiet and limp, but her breathing still raced.

The phantom was still slightly transparent as she slid herself out from between Missy's motionless body.

Justin looked in amazement at how beautiful the naked specter appeared before them. He still couldn't make out her eyes but her hair was long and blonde. Her breasts were large and bubbly and her ass was to die for.

"Mmmm, now it's your turn to cum." the spirit said, as she eased herself between Mrs. Roland's thighs.

"Oh wait.. wait.. I'm not a lesssbi.... Oh... Fucck.." Mrs. Roland moaned as her pussy felt the touch of the phantom's tongue. 

Justin felt his dick discharge sperm into his pants. As Mrs. Roland squirmed on the ghost's face, her hips bucked profusely and her moans wailed on and on.

"I'm cumming... I'm cumming!!!" Mrs. Roland screamed, as her body convulsed. Just as her daughter did, she also must have passed out. The Apparition was no longer transparent but now a solid woman. Like before, she left her victim drained, as she eased away from her "victim's" pussy.

The woman sashayed over to Kathy as Justin watched a devilish smile appear on her pussy drenched face. He could clearly see her eyes now and marveled at how blue they looked.

"And I didn't forget about you, dear." the woman said as she knelt before Kathy, pulling her skirt and panties down. The Spirit pushed between her thighs and locked her mouth tightly to the girl's twat. In no time Kathy was screaming in excitement as her climax exploded.

"Oh my god. I.. I can't stop cumming!!!" Kathy screamed, as her body pushed hard into the woman's face. Kathy went weak and fell to the wooded floor. She wasn't out like Missy and her mother. Rather, she was just exhausted from the ordeal she'd endured.

"Please... Please set us free. I can't cum anymore." Kathy pleaded.

"All in good time, dear. There's still more in you. Now go over and eat your friend's mother." the Apparition ordered.

Kathy didn't even question the request. She staggered to her feet and crashed on the bed beside Missy's mom.

Justin felt abandoned. He so desperately wanted to jerk off. But like before, he was unable to move.

"As for you, Justin," the voice whispered, "these sweet pussies are mine for tonight. Go back to your wonderful needing mother. Go show her how much you want to taste her succulent pussy. I lost my own son and lover many years ago and I wish I hadn't pushed him away. We were so happy. My pussy still yearns for his wonderful cock. Don't make the same mistakes I've made."

Justin could hear Mrs. Roland moaning again as Kathy sucked on her snatch, and saw Missy stirring.

"I'll be right with you, dear. That pussy needs another good licking." the woman said, as she turned and walked towards Missy.

"Goodbye, Justin, and remember what I said." He felt himself being pushed out the door.

As Justin walked away he could hear Mrs. Roland yell "Missy what are you doing? I'm your mother! Oh.."




The Halloween Haunted House Ch. 02



Lucky Bitch.  Justin thought.

Justin raced home. His cock stayed rock solid as the visions of the girls licking and sucking played on his mind. Quickly he parked the car and raced into the house. He saw his mother in the kitchen washing dishes and his mouth watered as he admired her short black skirt. Justin was on a mission. As he approached his unsuspecting mom, he began to remove his shirt. Walking right up behind her, he reached around and took hold of her breasts.

"Oh!" Trish yelled, and jumped as the hands grasped firmly to her chest.

Trish tried to squirm out of her son's grasp. "Honey, wait. We have to talk. What we are doing is wrong. I know what you're feeling. I feel the same way, but it has to stop."

Justin kept going and turned Trish around firmly. Looking at her with his lust filled eyes he declared, "I need you, mom." and picked her up and propped her on the counter. Justin pushed his waist between her thighs and reached under her skirt. Finding her panties he ripped them off her body.

"Justin!" Trish said in a loud voice.

Justin lowered his head down and dove under her skirt. His mouth latched onto his mother's box as his hands pushed her legs further apart, pushing her skirt farther up her body.

"Honey. Oh.. Please. We.. Oh.. Have to sstoppp.. Oh.. Fuck.." Trish begged, as her body accepted her son's dabbling tongue.

Justin went crazy on her pussy, flicking his tongue against her clit. Her ass lifted off the counter as her legs draped over his shoulders. He dug his tongue deep into her snatch and caused her to moan loudly. He felt her hands grasp the back of his head and pull him even tighter to her mound.

"Oh.. Fuck.. Honey.. I'm going to cum!" Trish yelled, as her body bucked against her son's wet face.

Justin felt her pussy contract on his tongue. He knew she was close. Instead of letting her cum, though, he backed away from her and straightened up.

"Honey.. Please finish it. I was so close."

"I know, mom. I want to feel you cum on my cock." Justin said, as he lowered Trish from the counter. Turning her around again, he pulled her skirt up to her waist and leaned her over.

Trish braced her hands against the counter as Justin dropped his pants and briefs to the floor. She felt her son position his ragging cock at her entrance and when his dick touched her dripping folds it caused her to squirm in anticipation.

"Fuck me, mom." Justin said, as he teased his cock at her waiting pussy. "Put me inside you. Show me how bad you want my dick."

"Oh.. Honey.. Please don't tease me." she pleaded.

Justin rubbed his stiff cock between Trish's legs. His dick slid against her twat and her ass began to move.

"That's it, mom. Put me inside you. I know you want it."

Trish felt his cock as it slid against her slick entrance and she couldn't help but push back against it. His dick eased in as if it always belonged there, causing her body to tingle with excitement. Again, she pushed back, again and again. Harder and harder she pushed as his cock dove deeper with every buck. Her hands clutched the counter tightly.

"Yes, mom.. Fuck me. Fuck your son."

"Ohh.. Justin.." Trish exclaimed as her first orgasm rocked her body.

Justin pushed tight and held his solid cock in place. He could feel her pussy grip his dick as her hips wiggled around. When she reached her climax he moved closer to her ear. Slowly he slid his dick in and out while he whispered to her.

"I love your pussy, mom. And I think you love your son's cock, don't you?"

Justin felt her pussy quickly tighten. "Oh, I see that got you interested. Show me how much you love fucking me." Justin said, as he coaxed his mother's hand down to her mound. "Rub your clit for me, mom." 

"Justin, please." Trish responded.

"Rub, mom." Justin said, as his mother's fingers began to toy with her nub. "That's it. Faster, mom. Faster! Oh.. Yea. I can feel your pussy clutch my shaft. Oh... Fuck, mom! Bring yourself to orgasm."

Justin quickened his pace. Taking hold of his mother's hips he rammed harder into her.

"Oh.. Oh.. Oh.." Trish screamed as her fingers feverishly stimulated her sensitive clit. Her climax was close. Her body tingled as her son's cock slammed deeper and faster.

"Ohh!!! Fuckk.. I'm cumming.. " Trish yelled as her body convulsed.

Justin didn't hold back. Like a jackhammer, he worked his cock into her. His dick exploded sending large amounts of his seed into his mom's vibrating pussy. 

"Oh.. Fuck, mom. I love fucking you." Justin expressed as his dick pumped and pumped.

Trish fell forward, resting her tired body on the counter. Justin leaned over and laid his head on his mothers back. Both tried to catch their breath as Justin's dick was still engulfed inside his mom's snatch.

"Oh, mom. That was sooo fucking hot."

"Justin, this has to stop. We can't do this anymore. Please understand." Trish implored of him, as she eased Justin's dick out of her.

"Mom, I know you like fucking me. Why deny your body what it so desires?"

"Because it's wrong." Trish said, as she pushed her skirt back down and faced her son. Her eyes caught sight of her son's dripping cock and a shiver went through her.

"Please, Justin, pull your pants back up. We have to discuss this before it's too late."

Justin did as he was asked and redressed. They both headed into the living room and Trish had him sit next to her as she discussed her meeting with Liz.

When she finished, she waited nervously for Justin's reply. 

"I can't believe you told someone what happened. But I love you too much to have you regret what we've done. I'll go with you and talk to the psychiatrist on one condition. If the shrink doesn't help us, you have to accept the fact that we're meant to be like this and that you will stop fighting your desires. 

"Okay, Justin. I agree with those terms. Now let's try and control ourselves for the time being."

Justin struggled the whole night, wanting so desperately to enter his mother's bedroom and take her again. He yearned for his mother's pussy. And then he remembered how great her tight ass felt as her body shook wildly while he fucked her butthole. He couldn't help but jerk himself to sleep.

The next day Justin woke and noticed his mom didn't wake him. He realized his mother had already left for work and that he only had an hour before his first class. He hastily dressed and rushed off.

In the hallway before his first class he saw Missy. She didn't look like the happy chipper person he remembered seeing the night before. As he approached her, she turned red.

"You left us." Missy said. "That.. That spirit made me lick my mother until she came!" Missy hissed, and slapped Justin across the face. "And that's not even the worse part, Justin. My mom is possessed now. That female phantom took over her body. She said she needs to find something that was taken from her and she's using mom to find it."

"I'm.. I'm sorry Missy. I was pushed out of the room. I didn't think you wanted to leave. I heard.. umm you girls all moaning and stuff, so I left."

Missy looked around and moved closer to Justin's ear and whispered. "She made me cum so many times I thought I was going to die."

"So what are you going to do now?" Justin asked.

"What can I do? Who would ever believe me? Kathy told me she loved every minute of it and wants more. I can't do what that spirit did to us. My own pussy is still tingling from her tongue."

Justin felt his dick get stiff as Missy went on about how the spirit did so many incredible things to her body. "Maybe I could help."

"Justin, the ghost was correct. I am into girls. Kathy was my only lover until yesterday. We kept it a secret. That's why I told people I was saving myself until I got married."

"No.. No... I didn't mean... I meant maybe I could help you get your mother back. Did the spirit tell you what she's looking for?"

"No. And I'm afraid to ask."

"Missy, I mean what I said. Find out what it is and I swear I'll help. I feel like I'm responsible for this entire mess."

"If I feel brave tonight, I'll ask her."

"Great." Justin said as he looked at his watch. "Shit! We're late. I'll meet up with you tomorrow and see if you found out anything. Bye, Missy." he yelled as he rushed to class.

The rest of the day was quite long as he rehashed all that had happened — His talk with his mother about seeing her shrink -- Missy's mother being possessed by the spirit. He felt his life had become twisted. "I hope things get better." he said to himself.



The Halloween Haunted House Ch. 03



I would like to thank Chasp for editing this story for me.

All characters are 18 years or older.


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That night Justin couldn't sleep as he reminisced over how the spirit had manipulated the women into a lusty lesbian love fest. His hand stroked feverishly on his cock as his vision of Missy's sweet pussy being licked hungrily by the apparition caused her to shout loudly as her young body thrashed wildly on the bed. But his late night sexual rehashing was disturbed by a faint moaning he heard echoing in the darkness.

Justin slipped out of bed to investigate the soft murmurs that disturbed his midnight masturbation and quietly followed them until he was standing at his mother's bedroom door. Silently Justin peeked in and was greeted to the sight of his mother in self pleasure which only caused his sexual desires to burst once again and consume his young body.

Trish was oblivious to her son's presence as she masturbated to the vision of a young stiff cock slamming deep inside her pussy, instead of the fingers jabbing in her twat.

Justin shuffled closer to her as his own hand stroked his eager meat to the sight of her self-satisfaction. He tried to fight the building temptation that was consuming him. 

Trish heard the floor creak and opened her eyes to see her young man hovering next to her stroking his youthful manhood. Her pussy oozed as she fought her own feelings of sexual want. But she couldn't force her eyes away from the sight of her son as he pulled his steel pole faster.

"Justin... Honey... You shouldn't be here. You promised," she pleaded as her own fingers still lingered on her honey pot.

"I know, mom, but I can't help it. You're so fucking hot," he said as he stood next to his mother with his dick was only inches from her face.

Trish's mouth watered as his purple cockhead inched closer to her. She couldn't deny the need to taste his salty dick once more. Her mouth unknowingly opened as his dick lightly nudged against her moist lips.

Justin pushed forward and her mouth widened as his thick dick slowly eased inside her.

"Oh... Yeah mom, your mouth feels so fucking good." Justin said this as he moved his hand down and replaced her wet fingers with his own.

Trish was sucking and bucking as her sexual needs over took her once again. She couldn't fight the urge of having her son once more buried deep inside her womb.

As Trish thrashed around Justin felt the same and without any resistance was once again lining his cock at her entrance.

Trish spread her legs wide as her son eased his hard dick inside her soaked pussy. She felt a shiver shoot through her body as he hit bottom.

"Oh... Fuck... Honey... Your cock is so good. Fuck mommy," Trish said as waves of pleasure filled her soul.

There was no turning back as the fire in their body's grew and once again they were engaged in unthinkable incest.

Justin felt the familiar tingle and fucked his mother harder, sending his seed deep inside her cunt while she screamed his name in delight.

They both lay exhausted and satisfied next to each other until morning. Trish once again spoke of seeing the shrink.

"Justin. We have to go. I couldn't stop myself last night. And I'm finding it harder to deny the sexual urges I have for you."

"I feel the same way, mom. I'll keep my promise as long as you keep yours," Justin said as he rose from his mother's bed and got ready for the day.

Trish got ready also, and before leaving for work, set up a meeting after work with Liz.

She hoped something could be resolved; knowing the pact she'd made with her son.

Justin went to school and once again ran into Missy.

"Hey, did you find out what the spirit wants?" he asked as he watched her eyes fill with tears.

"No... I... I didn't."

"What happened?" Justin asked.

"She... She came into my room last night and made me orgasm again."

"So you're upset because it was your mother?"

"No... Because I couldn't keep quiet and I think dad heard us."

"I can't be sure but I think he was outside my door listening to us."

"Oh... I errr... I'm sorry."

"Justin... I think she wants me to fuck my daddy. I'm scared to be home alone now.

"But how are we going to get that ghost out of your mom if you don't?"

"I... I don't care. I can't fuck my own father. It's bad enough my mother has tasted me."

"I could confront your mom after sch... Oh shit. I forgot. I have to do something with my mom, but I promise I'll find out what she's searching for afterwards. Maybe I can persuade her to leave your mom's body."

"That's sweet Justin but I'm telling you I'm truly scared."

"Missy, would you mind if I told my mother about this? Maybe she could help find a way out of this."

"She won't believe you about my mother being possessed."

Shit how can I make it sound like mom doesn't already know about the phantom, Justin wondered.

"Missy, my mother's very understanding about things like that. I'm sure she'll believe what I tell her."

"I guess it's worth a try."

"Good. Then I'll see you later. Just have faith," Justin said as he headed for his first class of the day.

The day went surprisingly quickly, and Justin rushed home to get ready for their session with the shrink as he promised. 

As his mom met up with him to drive to the psychiatrist's office, Justin explained everything that happened to Missy and how her mother's body was taken over. 

Trish agreed she'd try and help Missy out after their appointment.

Liz greeted them both as they entered her office and Justin began to have second thoughts.

Liz noticed how uncomfortable they both seemed and tried to lighten the uneasy feeling that filled the room by asking them both to have a seat on the long leather sofa as she softly explained how what they were experiencing was well known to happen. 

With her son by her side Trish once again rehashed how the spirit enticed their sexual desires to surface.  Liz was having trouble concentrating, as her pussy became wet by the thought of forced sexual manipulation. Her wetness grew at the notion of a mystical person introducing a mother and son into sexual perversion. She pictured in her mind's eye Trish moaning in pleasure as her young son fucked her for the first time. 

"And that's how it happened, Liz," Trish said, snapping Liz out of her sexual state. "I know it sounds farfetched but it's the truth." 

Liz crossed her legs as she could feel her pussy tingle with excitement and tried to gather her thoughts.

"Listen, Trish. I think you both have such strong feelings toward each other that it only felt as if someone was manipulating your bodies. That would make it easier for you to except the sexual relationship you subconsciously want with your son."

Justin quickly spoke up. "No, it wasn't in our heads. It happened just like mom said. And to be perfectly honest, I'm glad it did," he stated as he put his arm around his mother and pulled her tight to his side. "I'm only here because I promised mom I would come. I wanted to prove to her I would do anything to please her. But I also know I can't stop thinking about having passionate sex with her. I really don't care if it's wrong."

"I see... We have a very long road ahead of us here," Liz said as she jotted some notes on her tablet.

"I think it's a short road since I can tell you're not taking what Mom and I are saying to you seriously. How can we trust your judgment when you think were making all this stuff up? "

"Well," Liz said. "There have been documented reports of masses of people seeing and experiencing the same event, even though no positive proof has ever risen to say it actually happened. I'm just stating that this sounds like one of those times."

"Maybe she's right, Justin. I mean, there has to be a rational explanation."

"Mom. You're buying this crap?"

"Well that's enough for today. I think you two have a lot to discuss until our next session. We'll work on controlling your desires next time."

"But Liz... I... I thought we were going to work on that today?" Trish implored, knowing full well her sexual urges were becoming increasingly hard to control.

"It's okay Mom. Let's go," Justin said as he helped his mother to her feet.

They left Liz's office and talked about the session as they drove to Missy's.

Justin couldn't fathom his mother would think what happened wasn't real. Especially since they were now going to speak with the spirit. But he also sensed his mother's increased desire for him.

They arrived at Missy's house and she invited them inside. Missy's mom smiled as they all walked into the living room.

"Justin," Mrs. Roland said. "It's nice to see you again. What brings you to our lovely house this fine day? And who is this lovely lady with you?"

"Yes it's nice to meet you again also, but please don't be sly with me. Missy already told me what happened after I left. We're here to ask you to leave Mrs. Roland's body."

Silence filled the room as Missy's mom stood pokerfaced.

"So... Missy told you... Well then I guess I should ask how things are going with your new-found love for each other," Mrs. Roland said, as she drew her attention toward Trish. "I hope Justin is filling your sexual needs, Trish."

"What! What is she talking about, Justin?" Missy asked as a look of horror raced across her face.

"Oh my God! It's true! You are the spirit," Trish said.

"Listen," Justin said. "Mrs. Roland or whoever you are, you're scaring Missy. I'm not here to discuss mom and me. I want to know what it is going to take to have you leave." Again, Mrs. Roland went silent, as Missy pestered Justin about her mother's comment.

"What do you think she meant? My mother and I are having sex. Well... Had sex."

"Had sex? You mean you don't anymore? Is this true Trish?" Mrs. Roland asked.

"It was wrong. I'm putting an end to it."

"What's wrong with loving your son? You can't tell me your body isn't yearning for his young flesh. I can see it in your eyes."

"Oh my god! You like fucking your mom!" Missy fell to the sofa in shock.

"Missy, my dear... I can still hear you begging me to make you cum. I'll bet your little pussy is wet right now wishing I was getting you off again."

Mrs. Roland stood next to Trish. "If you want me to exit this body, I want something from you."

"What are you asking of me?" Trish hesitantly inquired.

"I want to see you fuck your lovely child once more."

Justin felt his dick stiffen at what Mrs. Roland's requested.

"I... I can't."

"But you can... I can see the desire in your face Just accept what your body yearns for and let yourself go."

"But... But Missy..."

"Shhhh..." Mrs. Roland said as she moved Trish closer to her young man.

"If you want me to leave, you do not have a choice."

"It's okay, mom," Justin said as he slowly dropped his hand down and cupped his mother's mound through her short black skirt.

"Oh! Justin... Oh honey... Not in front of them. We have to restrain our desires. Please!!!"

"You want this too, mom. I can feel you're getting moist."

"That's it Justin. Show your mother how much you love her pussy," Mrs. Roland said as she backed away and sat next to her daughter.

Justin pressed his hand tight against his mother's love nest while his other hand slowly nudged her skirt up until her white panties were visible to all.

Trish's body once again betrayed her as she felt her pussy moisten to her son's touch, causing her to lightly whimper.

"Oh mom... You're so fucking hot," Justin said as he slipped his pants down with his free hand and pulled his mother's hand to his stiffening meat.

"Take it mom. Stroke your son's cock," Justin whispered as he caught Mrs. Roland gliding her hand across Missy's thigh. Missy appeared to be hypnotized by what he was doing with his mom, and it made his desire to fuck his mother stronger.

"Oh... Justin, please honey."

Justin ignored her futile pleas and slid Trish's panties to the floor while he slipped a finger inside her wet snatch.

"Oh... God," Trish groaned as her body filled with sexual emotions. Her pussy clutched at her son's fingers as her hips pushed hard against his probing hand.

"Oh... Oh.... Yes... No... Oh no... Oh Justin... Yes!!!"

"You want my cock, don't you mom?"

"Yes... Oh... Oh yes. Give it to me. I want you inside me. Fuck mommy. Fuck your mother," Trish said as she touched his steel pole to her waiting pussy.

Justin wasted no time and backed his mother against the wall. He lifted her high, and her legs spread around his sides as his stiff dick pressed at her love hole.

Justin eased her down until his dick hit bottom. Her hips began to move as he fucked her like a mad man.

Trish couldn't contain the screams of lust that flowed out of her as she bounced on his young dick and their moans of wicked sex filled the room.

Justin was selfishly enjoying his mother's wonderful pussy. And was about to shoot his seed inside her, when Missy screamed behind them.

Trish gasped as the sight of Missy grinding her exposed pussy across her mother's face.

"Oh... Ssstop... You... You said... You'd... Oh God," Trish couldn't finish her statement because an extremely hard orgasm shattered her body."

Justin felt her climax and pushed harder as his own orgasm released. He felt his legs weaken but struggled to continue as he carried her over to the sofa and plopped her quivering body down beside the Roland women as they carried on with their own sexual indulgences.

Justin kept his dick firmly planted inside his mother's spread legs as he slowly pushed in and out while he watched the lesbian sex next to him.

His dick quickly came back hearing Missy moan and beg to cum from Mrs. Roland teasing her snatch to the point of climax, but she held back and he could see this drove Missy crazy.

Justin felt his mother grab his ass and pull him deeper inside her drenched pussy.

"Faster honey... Faster!" Trish wailed loudly as another orgasm rocked her body.

Mrs. Roland lifted her face from her daughter's quivering snatch as Justin made his mother cum for the second time and smiled.

"That's it Trish enjoy your son. Let yourself go, accept your fate," Mrs. Roland said as she slipped her right hand between Justin's legs and rubbed his balls while he slammed his rigid pole deep inside his mother.

Justin felt himself ready to release his hot seed again. The teasing on his nut sack sent him over the edge, but before he could shoot his load Mrs. Roland's hand pulled his dick quickly out of his mother and into her warm mouth.

He couldn't stop from shooting his sperm down her throat as she sucked away. 

But something else was happening, something strange. As his climax lingered he began to feel as if another person was talking over. He began to hear the spirit's voice command his body to respond.

Take charge Justin. Show your mother you're her man.

Mrs. Roland's body went limp and fell to the floor. It appeared as if she was unconscious as Justin fought with his private inner demon for control. It became clear he was powerless as he watched his own hand take hold of his mother's hair and pull her towards Missy.

He couldn't believe the words that came from his lips.

"Taste her," Justin heard himself say as his hand pushed his mother's face down between the young women's legs.

"No!!! Wait!!!" he heard Missy yell, but his hand pushed his mothers face hard against her young flesh.

Forcefully, he said "Taste her pussy!!!" He watched his mother open her mouth and begin to taste the poor girl's little twat.

"That's it... Make her cum. Fuck her with your tongue," Justin ordered, as he felt his free hand begin to stroke his dick.

Let's see what your mom feels like, he heard the spirit say, as his body unwillingly lined his dick up behind her and pressed tightly against her asshole.

Trish felt his penis penetrate and tried to move, but her son's hand still firmly pushed her head against Missy. She tried to speak, but only muffled sounds could be heard as she felt her ass stretch to accept her son's girth.

Oh... Justin... She's so tight. You've been neglecting her back here, the voice said as his dick drove harder inside his mother.

Trish moaned and squealed, as did Missy.

"Oh... You're going to make me cum!" She heard Missy say as her little pussy wiggled across Trish's face.

Justin felt his mother's ass tighten as his dick exploded and the feeling of the spirit drained from his body as his cum filled his mother.

Trish quickly sat up and yelled as her son's thick meat pumped its sperm inside her ass.

"Oh... Oh fuck!" Trish screamed as she fell unconscious.

Justin fell across his mothers back as his self-control slowly came back.

"Mom... Mom..." Justin said as he shook her limp body, while Missy squirmed away, running up the stairs crying as her mother began to move.

Finally, Trish awoke from her coma-like state and felt her body tingle. She had never felt such deep passion and want for her son as she did at that moment.

"Mom, are you okay?" she heard her son ask as she struggled to her feet.

Mrs. Roland clawed her naked body to the sofa while Trish and her son struggled to dress.

Mrs. Roland finally spoke and asked where her daughter was as Trish hastily took hold of her son's hand and pulled him towards the door.

"She's upstairs. We have to go," Trish said as she pushed her son out the door.

"Mom... What are you doing? We have to see if the spirit left."

But Trish didn't care. She only knew she wanted to leave as new feelings consumed her body.

"I'm scared Justin. Please we have to leave."

Justin saw the fear in her eyes and quickened his pace to the vehicle.

Trish wasted no time and squealed the tires as they drove away while her son did his best at calming her.

Justin explained how the Spirit had taken control of him and made him do those things as they raced home. However, Trish didn't want to speak about it. Her own mind was fighting with the new desires that were making her pussy tingle.

Justin again apologized as they entered their house. But Trish was still in a fog and just said, "I need to take a shower."

"Okay mom. I'll be in my room if you need me."

Trish hastily went to her room and stripped. Quickly, she placed her naked form under the hot water and hoped the warm spray would clear her thoughts.

To no avail, the relaxing water only intensified the desires, and her hand swiftly went to her aching crotch. Her fingers dabbled across her pussy lips as her sexual need increased.

Oh... Fuck... Trish moaned as her finger scratched at her clit bringing herself to yet another climax.

Yes, Trish you're horny but this won't help. Only your son can satisfy this lust you feel. You want his youthful cock. His lovely young cock deep inside your sweltering pussy. He's waiting for you. You only have to go to him.

"No!!! I can't... Not again." Trish said to herself as her fingers slipped deep inside her dripping snatch.

Trish rammed and pushed but the heat inside her only grew. Her climax wouldn't come as her body shivered while her finger probed her depths.

"Oh God, please help me... I need to cum... Make me cum..."

But she couldn't. Instead, visions of her son fucking her became plastered in her mind.

Justin was sitting on his bed when his mother's naked wet body entered his room.

"Mom... You okay?" Justin asked as his mother moved quickly to his side and tore his trouser off. Within seconds, he felt his dick slide deep inside her mouth.

"Mmm, mom... Oh... Yeah... Fuck yeah... Suck me," Justin said as his dick was again throbbing with pleasure. Quickly, he pulled his mother's body on top of his until her wet snatch was hovering over his head. He could hear groans of pleasure as his tongue sunk between her hot folds.




The Halloween Haunted House Ch. 03



"Oh... Yess Justin... Please make mommy cum... I need to cum so bad," Trish said as her hands stroked hard on his manhood.

Trish's sexual perversions grew as new wicked desires filled her mind.

"Lick my ass baby. I want to feel your tongue on my ass."

Justin circled his tongue around her asshole and felt her quiver. His mother was pushing herself on his tongue.

"Oh... Justin yes!!! That's it. Now put a finger inside me."

Justin did as she asked and inserted a digit deep inside her twat. Her body squirmed as her wails of pleasure increased. 

Justin took the incentive and sank his tongue deep inside her bunghole as he worked another two digits inside her hungry pussy.

Trish was in heaven. Her climax was near and the feeling of being fucked by both ends filled her body. Her mouth dove back down on her son's slippery stiff pole and sucked him hard.

Justin felt her moans vibrating on his cock, which increased his own need to cum. He could feel this sperm about to blow as his mother's ass danced across his face.

Justin grunted as he felt her body shiver. Her pussy juices flowed over his fingers as her ass pushed hard against him. He couldn't hold back his own climax as his cum spewed inside his mother's mouth. But like a vacuum, his mother just sucked away. She wasn't finished with him. Her mouth toyed around his cockhead until she nudged life back into it.

"Mom!!! What the fuck are you doing to me? Christ!!!" he said as her tongue did incredible things to his tool. He was hard again in record time, and his mother showed no sign of stopping.

"Jesus mom... You're fucking driving me crazy."

Trish quickly swung her body around and straddled her son. Her hot cunt begged to feel his stiff meat fill her once more. Grabbing hold of his young pole, she guided it to her sacred entrance and eased his mighty meat inside.

"Oh!!! Yes... Mommy needs this. I can't help myself. Please... Please fuck mommy. Make me cum again," Trish implored, as her son's dick sank deep inside her needing box.

Trish ground her clit hard against her son as his cock worked its magic inside her snatch, bringing her to yet another sinful climax.

"Oh... Oh God!!! That's it Justin. I'm!!! I'm cumming!!!" Trish screamed as another intensive orgasm exploded. Her mind spun around as her body quaked from her sexual release. However, the orgasm she desperately needed still didn't satisfy her raging lust. She needed more, more of her son's cock.

"No... Not again... Please," Trish pleaded but alas her body surrendered to its desires and mother, and son were lost in hopeless bliss as they madly fucked until morning.

Trish was the first to wake and immediately her pussy began to yearn for more pleasure. With what strength she had left she struggled to gain self-control and quickly called Liz, tearfully pleading for help. But Liz could only offer limited comfort to her over the phone.

Liz suggested meeting with her later but suggested having a group session with another mother and son that just had similar desires revealed.

"Anything Liz. I'm losing it. I can't control myself. I want him right now. I can feel myself getting...well, you know, excited."

"Trish, please calm yourself. I'll phone in a prescription that will calm your sexual needs enough for you to get through the day."

Trish thanked her and quickly dressed before her sexual desire could consume her once again. Without waking her son, she immediately raced to the pharmacy.

Justin woke and noticed his mother had left his side. His body slid across the sweat-stained sheets that lay under him as he reminisced his night of wicked pleasure with his mother and wondered what drove her into such a sex-crazed state. He finally lifted his aching body out of bed and made his way to his dresser but found it difficult to wear anything that clung to him. His penis was sore from the workout his mother gave it and the only clothing that didn't hurt was a pair of loose fighting sweats.

Not quite the attire to wear to class, but he wanted to see how Missy was after their little sexual adventure at her house yesterday.

Justin scurried to school, but Missy wasn't to be found. And it got him to worrying about the way he and his mom had left them – naked and delirious.

I hope she's alright, he thought, but as he contemplated paying her a visit after school, his cell rang. It was Trish, and she explained in a panicked tone how she'd set up another appointment with Liz. Justin felt his heart sink as his mother expressed how sorry she was for throwing herself on him last night.

"Mom... Why can't you just accept that we both want this?" Justin said as Trish once more told how unacceptable it was to have their incestuous desires. This left him feeling depressed by her unwillingness to want him.

Trish finished her talk with her son and immediately called work explaining how she felt ill and wouldn't be in. Once back inside her empty house Trish took one of the pills and hoped for the best.

It wasn't long before the drug took effect and left Trish feeling groggy. She went into the living room and sat her troubled self on the couch while her body grew tired. The sexual urges that had consumed her were diminishing as her eye lids grew heavy with sleep. Trish eventually fell into a deep sleep, and her subconscious started to draw wicked images of unthinkable acts with her son.

She again fought within herself for control of her confusing emotions as the voice in her head grew louder.

Your will is strong Trish, but your sex drive is stronger. You can't hide your true feelings forever. They're coming out. And before I leave you, you'll want no one else but your son.

Helpless in her own dream state her mind tormented her as vivid sexual acts with her son unfolded.

Justin came home to find his mother's sleeping body on the sofa. As he tried to awake her motionless posture, she began to mumble explicit words.

"Yes Justin... In my ass. Give me your seed."

Justin controlled his temptations as he shook his mother hard and finally woke her up.

"J... Justin? What... Where?" Trish asked as the fog cleared from her head.

"It's okay mom. You were dreaming."

"Oh honey... Please... I need help. Help mommy get to the psychiatrist's before I completely lose my mind.

Justin helped his poor mother into the car as she appeared to be in a different state of mind. He had never seen her in such a condition and was truly worried about her wellbeing. Justin raced to Liz's office and wasn't sure what to expect from this next visit.

But more was to come before their fate was sealed.



The Halloween Haunted House Ch. 04



I would like to thank Chasp for editing this story for me.

All characters are 18 years or older.

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Justin rapped on the psychiatrist's door as he steadied his mother's weak body, and was greeted by another young adult. 

Kevin, Liz's son, opened the door, and gave Justin a hand helping his mother inside. As the boys lay Trish on the leather couch, Kevin introduced himself and told Justin his mother would be out in a moment.

Liz entered the room and couldn't understand why Trish was in such disarray. The drug she prescribed shouldn't have had that much of an effect on her.

"Trish, how many pills did you take?"

"I... I only had one, and it made me sleepy. That's when... When... When!!!"

"Shhh... It's all right. It's going to be okay. Just relax. I'm here to help you."

Trish looked around with unfocused vision and noticed the other young man standing next to her son. "Who... Who's he?" she questioned.

"My son, Kevin. It's okay Trish. He's aware of your predicament."

"How... Why would you tell him?" Trish asked, as she struggled to sit herself up."

Liz went to her patient's side and helped her sit up, while she explained how the group session would be with her and her son, and explained how she too had succumb to incest with her own child.

Justin looked over at Kevin and gave an expression that said -- Way to go.

Liz asked the boys to take a seat as she went to her desk chair.

"Okay, would you please tell me how your mom got into this condition, Justin?"

"I... I don't know. I woke up this morning, and she was already gone. When I came home, I found her on the couch mumbling words."

"Can you tell me what those words were?"

Justin paused for a moment and then just fired away. "Okay". "She said. Oh, Justin. Yes. Yes. Fuck me up the ass. Make mommy cum."

Liz glanced at her boy as her face went flush, and noticed him smirk as Justin went on explaining, using his mother's vulgar vocabulary.

"Oh God!" Trish moaned and tucked her head down as she began to weep, after hearing Justin's recitation.

"I'm... I'm such a whore! I can't even control myself while I'm asleep."

Liz once again spoke softly and calmed the confused woman down, asking her what had happened that drove her to want to have sex again with her son.

Trish explained how they had visited Missy, a friend of Justin's, since he was sure her mother was being possessed by the spirit they mentioned. And after they confronted Missy's "mom", the spirit had coerced them into sex again. However, as they were engaged in their lewd act of incest, Missy's mother seduced her daughter.

Things went crazy from there and when it was over, she developed this uncontrollable need to have her son again. It built up until she couldn't stand it anymore and when they were returned home from Missy's house, she ravished his body until she couldn't climax anymore. 

And now her body still yearned to feel him inside her.

Liz was wet by the time Trish finished, and under her desk, she was lightly pressing her hand into her muff through her skirt to relieve her own sexual tension.

"Okay. Um. Justin, in your words, would you please describe what happened at Missy's?" Liz asked, as her hand pressed more firmly to her mound.

"It all happened just like mom said. Except..."

"Except what Justin?"

Well, when Missy's mom sucked my dick and I came, I felt the spirit inside me. And... Well..."

"Well?... Well, what?. Please continue," Liz said as her sexual desire grew deeper and her heart-beat raced.

"I couldn't control my own actions anymore. I watched my hand as it pushed mom's face to Missy's pussy, but I couldn't stop myself. And then before I knew it, my dick was buried inside her ass, and I was cumming again."

Oh shit... This is getting me so hot, Liz thought, as her wetness grew.

Trish once again replied. "Yes! That's when I felt as if I wasn't alone in my own skin. I still feel as if there is someone else in here with me. Telling me, things. Showing me, things."

"Well, before I make a suggestion, I think it is only proper for me to explain how Kevin and I surrendered to our own desires."

Liz went on and explained how she met with another patient and personally never considered the story she told to be true. Until she'd experienced it firsthand.

"I still can't believe it. All we all did was gaze at a mirror. The patient called it a looking glass..."

"Looking Glass!!!" Trish quickly said. "This woman has a Looking Glass?"

"Yes... And as I was saying..."

"Please describe this looking glass to me."

"I think its appearance is irrelevant at the moment," Liz said, but found Trish's extreme interest in the mirror baffling.

"Please... I have to know. Did it stand about so high and have feet that looked like lion's paws?" Trish asked, as her hand demonstrated approximately how tall it was.

"Yes. I think it was that high. However, I can't remember what the feet looked like."

Trish didn't understand why she needed to know this information. Nevertheless, her mind raced with more questions. And she began to feel a rush of excitement. As if she had just discovered a long-lost item.

Liz went on and finished her story and expressed how she felt her sexual desires were from the long period of not having a sexual relationship, and her sexual lust had taken over her rational side temporarily. This was the only logical explanation she could think of to have made it possible for seeing the images and to have experienced the mind-blowing orgasms.

Liz was super soaked now after spilling her soul to the entire room. She couldn't help but notice how her telling of the event also affected everyone else in the process. Both young men couldn't hide the bulges in their slacks.

Forcing herself to focus on her job, she suggested putting Trish in a hypnotic trance, telling her that if there was someone inside her, it could be another personality trying to reveal itself. She knew a person under hypnosis was more likely to let that personality out.

Trish agreed and Liz took a seat next to Trish on the sofa.

"Now just relax, Trish, and watch my pen," Liz said as she swung her pen left to right in a continuous fluid motion. Within a minute or so Trish was in a deep sleep.

Liz began to ask Trish questions, but she could tell something wasn't right as Trish shook her head from side to side and her body stiffened. Then as if Trish had woken, her eyes shot open and she gazed acutely at her.

"Hello, Liz. It's nice to meet you. Before you start, I would like to know something first."

"And what might that be?"

Please give me the name of the woman that possesses the looking glass."

"What do I call you?" Liz asked

"You can call me Mrs. Murdle."

"You don't have a first name?"

"Please stop stalling. I'm not in the mood for your petty mind tricks."

"Well, Mrs. Murdle. I'm sorry, but I can't divulge that information. I have to keep my clients' data confidential."

"I see," the possessed Trish said as a devilish look filled her face.

"Now, how come you're?" Liz began to ask but Trish once again interrupted her.

"You think having a sexual relationship with your offspring is something to be ashamed of, don't you. Why do you feel this way?"

"Well, no I never said that. I said..."

"I remember what you said. So tell me, do you masturbate Liz?"

"That's personal. I can't..."

"So that's a "yes", then. And even though you tickle your clit until you cum, you still think this all has happened because you are sexually frustrated? What would you think if I told you I could make you cum right now?" Trish asked. 

Liz looked surprised by what was said, and just as she was about to respond, Trish pushed her back and ducked under her skirt.

Liz tried to recover but was to slow to respond and in a flash Trish had pushed her panties aside and had her tongue licking away at the doctor's love hole.

"Oh... wait. What are you do... ing. Oh god!" Liz said as she desperately tried to fight Trish off. Even so, her patient's tongue was sending waves of pleasure thought her body, and she could feel her climax building deep inside herself.

The sons could only watch in amazement as Kevin's mom wailed and moaned in pleasure. They both stood up and approached the women as Trish brought more cries out of Liz.

"Please... Trish... Oh God. Oh God... Oh No!!!" Liz screamed as her orgasm exploded and Trish kept licking. She was relentless and within seconds, Liz felt another mind blowing climax coming, and again, her body shookshacking as her hips lifted high off the sofa.

"Oh my God!!!" was all Liz could say as Trish's body went limp and motionless.

Liz, on the other hand, was still having micro orgasms hit one after the other, and then a weird wonderful feeling filled her body as she maneuvered Trish out from under her skirt as her body slid to the floor. Justin went to his mom's side, but couldn't help her since it appeared she was out cold.

Liz's mind was trancelike, hearing a woman's voice crystal clear in her subconscious state.

You're mine now, Liz. I've had enough of your mind games. Now you're going to play mine. Let's see if your son is ready to fuck you again, her mind said, and without her being able to control herself, her hand reached up and grasped Kevin's pants, and spoke.

"Oh... show mommy your wonderful cock," Liz said as her fingers reached inside his trousers and removed his stiff pole.

"Oh... Yes, there it is," Liz said as her mouth inhaled his meat and feverishly bobbed up and down on it.

Liz couldn't stop what her body was doing. She could feel her fingers reaching under her skirt and toying with her wet twat as she spoke again.

"Take mommy, Kevin. Fuck mommy's wet pussy. I need you inside me again."

Kevin couldn't believe how aggressive his mother had become, but he wasn't going to wait and see if she was going to change her mind. Within seconds his pants were off as he laid his mother on the sofa.

Liz was helpless to stop herself as her son removed her skirt and panties, and positioned himself above her legs that spread wide to accept him.

Liz felt his stiff cock penetrate her pussy, and her hips pushed up, sinking him deeper inside her love hole.

"Oh yes. Oh god yes. Mommy was so wrong. I love your cock. Don't ever stop. Oh god... Fuck me. Fuck me hard," Liz uncontrollably said as her hands pulled his ass tight to her.

Liz fought from within and pleaded with the spirit as it manipulated her body and mind, while her son grunted and rammed her pussy hard. Liz couldn't control the wild sexual pleasures, and finally her mind gave in to the lustful temptations that consumed her body.

Her hand left her son's ass and reached for her patient's son's pants, and fumbled with the zipper until his stiff dick was firmly in her palm.

"Oh... Fuck!" Justin said as Liz stroked and twisted his shaft.

"I'll have to keep you occupied until your mom recovers," Liz said as her hand pulled him closer to her face.

Justin took the hint and pushed his dick towards her mouth, and Liz sucked it down.

Her body was on fire. Her son pounded deep inside her drenched snatch as she slurped away on Justin. 

Both boys grunted and pushed as their cum fired into her holes. Never had she taken two men at the same time and a new rush of excitement filled her body. She wanted more. More of this twisted taboo sex. More of their cocks.

However, Trish began to stir, and before she could respond, Liz quickly took hold of her hand and placed it on Justin's penis.

Trish could feel the warm, moist cock in her palm as Liz guided her hand up and down its length.

"What... Where... What's happening?" Trish mumbled as Justin's dick grew with every stroke.

"It's okay, Trish. You're just doing what you love," Liz said as she eased the mother's face towards her son's bulb.

Still not fully aware of what she was doing, her lips parted as the mushroom head slipped inside.

By the time Trish was fully coherent, she was bobbing on her young man, once again enjoying his dick as he slid down her throat.

"There you go, Trish. I was mistaken before. This is where we belong. With our sons between our legs," Liz said, as she moved back to her own child and sucked his tool in her mouth.

Both mothers blew their sons until they came again. And after, the boys returned the favor, and had them moaning in pleasure as they licked their sweet muffs.

Their group fuck fest continued all afternoon, until their bodies were exhausted, as they lay in each other's arms savoring the afterglow.

Trish and Justin rose from the floor and dressed their tired bodies.

"Let's go home, Justin. I won't fight you anymore. My pussy is yours," Trish said as she helped her young man zip his pants.

"Thank you Liz," Trish said as they left her office.

"Mom, is it true? You believe this is okay?" Kevin asked.

Liz found she had regained her self-control, and the words she spoke were her own. "Yes honey. Yes I do. Now lay back down next to me and rest. You're going to need your strength later, for when we fuck again."

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Trish and Justin went home and continued with their own wicked passion and spent the weekend fucking themselves into oblivion. 

By the time Monday morning rolled around, Justin was once again forced to wear loose fitted clothes to ease the pain he felt in his groin from the workout his mother had given him. Never had he been laid so many times.

Justin went to school and spotted Missy and observed how she tried to avoid him. As the day ended he was able to catch her outside the school and took hold of her arm before she could dash away and said. "Hey, Missy! What's going on? I was worried about you. How are things at home? I know we rushed out, but my mom wasn't feeling well, and made me leave."

"Justin... I... I don't want to discuss this anymore. We are fine so you don't have to worry."

"Wait, there's something. I can tell by how you're reacting."

Missy leaned close to Justin and whispered "Yes. You're fucking your mother."

"Yeah... And you're licking yours."

"That's different. I... I couldn't help myself at the time."

"So... It's stopped? You and your mom aren't... You know... Having sex?"

There was a long pause before Missy spoke again.

"No... We are still having sex. And I do like it. But..."

"But, what?"

"I think it's getting worse."

"How so?" Justin asked as he let her arm go.

"I... I think I like teasing my dad, also."

Justin looked puzzled by her comment, and Missy explained how she was getting herself ready for school one day, and happened to see her father peeking at her from her bedroom door way. But instead of alerting him that she knew of his presence, she acted as if she wasn't aware of him and walked over to her mirror to admire her own reflection. 

Justin felt his dick twitch as Missy's told how she couldn't understand her excitement over knowing her father was watching her, and found she wanted to take it further. 

While looking at herself in the mirror she slowly pushed her right hand under her blouse and started to toy with her breasts while her other hand dipped inside her panties and toyed with her pussy. It was so erotic masturbating as her dad watched as she was cumming on her fingers, hearing light grunts coming from the hallway. 

Justin couldn't speak. Missy's story got him rock hard, and his only thought was seeing Missy's young body masturbating for her father. But Missy spoke again and shattered his vision.

"I think seeing you and your mom together brought out some hidden desire I had. I was never interested in guys before. But now.... Well, I can't get the image of the two of you out of my head."

"Umm... I guess I'm sorry for that," Justin said. "I only wanted to help you and your mom out, and I didn't see any other way but to do as your mom asked at the time."

"I know, and I guess I should thank you for that. I'm just really confused now."

Justin once again felt compelled to try and help Missy but was at a loss as to how he could offer any assistance with her new dilemma. 

"Missy, I wish I could help, but I think seeing a psychiatrist may be in order."

Missy rolled her eyes at that suggestion and said "Great. Now you think I'm crazy."

"No... No... Not at all. Mom and I have been seeing one for our problem, and she knew how to handle our situation."

"So you and your mom are... Um... better."

Justin thought and then replied. "Yes... Much better."

"I guess it's something to consider then. I just don't think I could afford to see someone like that."

"But you have a family problem. I think you should talk to your mom about it and maybe she would go along with you."

"Maybe. I'll give it some thought and let you know. Thanks Justin," Missy said and gave him a quick peck on the cheek before going on her way.

Justin walked home still feeling Missy's peck lingering on his cheek, and wished he could get inside her panties just once. 

But Justin never heard the phrase "Be careful what you wish for."