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The Haunted House

By: Peaches2005



Leeloo closed her eyes. This was just not happening. Why had she agreed to do this? It was just SO boring! Leeloo had agreed to spend a night in THAT house. Her best friend Jorga had teased Leeloo with a bet of the best fuck of her life with Andrew, Jorga's boyfriend. Leeloo had been after him for the longest age, but both Jorga and Andrew had kept Leeloo on a tight leash and exploited Leeloo's desire. Now Leeloo was beginning to wonder if it was worth it.

It was Friday night and Leeloo could think of a million other things she had much rather do. The house was your quintessential haunted house – a ramshackle cottage on the outskirts of town. No one was particularly accurate with the history of the house, but many rumours were abound. These rumours were enough to keep the inhabitants of the small town of Aberford at bay.

There was nothing to do – all Leeloo had was her walkman to keep her company. She had come prepared otherwise with a high powered torch, some candles and odd bits of food to munch on. The food she had eaten, the music she had listened to – hence the boredom. The only company was the hooting of owls outside from the dense woodland surrounding the house.

Leeloo released a big sigh. There was no evidence of any haunting – even that would have been a welcomed relief from the boredom! At this point Leeloo decided to explore the house more thoroughly. She grabbed her torch and climbed the stairs. The rooms upstairs were bare except for odd bits of furniture that was close to crumbling. Wait a minute! Here was a door she had missed previously! She opened it with her heart beating a bit faster for some reason. It creaked open – like a Hammer House of Horror movie! She thought wryly. There was a flight of dusty stairs leading to what Leeloo presumed was the attic. 

"Helllooooo..." she called out rather cheerily. "...are you there Mister Ghost?" Leeloo giggled to herself and climbed the stairs.

Wow! It was a wide space with nothing but a huge bed in the middle and a small table beside it with candles burning. The bed was sumptuous looking – a four-poster with lush cushions scattered all over it The coverings on the bed appeared to be swirling with what looked like an unknown script. The light from the candles was creating strange shadows on the slanted ceiling Leeloo walked over to the bed

"......what was that...?" Leeloo spied a fleeting shadow from the corner of her eye, but when she turned towards it, there was nothing. By now her mind was racing with unanswered questions – who's was the bed and how come she had heard nothing? Suddenly it dawned on her!

"Come on out Jorja! Andrew! I know you're here! You're not funny!" She declared loudly.

"I know not those names – if indeed they are names" a low voice growled. Leeloo whirled round and was confronted by a sight that made her faint dead away onto the bed. Out for a few minutes she came round to someone shaking her none too gently. 

"Oh my God" she gasped and moved away scrambling to the far end of the bed. "What are you?" she asked awed and afraid.

"I am Eidolon." It said simply. Leeloo wasn't sure if this was Its name or It's....It's species. It was like a man in that It was upright with two legs, but Eidolon had four powerfully built arms ending in sharp claws– two on each side of its torso. Its torso was huge – almost five times bigger than Leeloo's. The face was a bizarre distortion with slit eyes that gleamed an incandescent yellow a nose that was wide and squat but the mouth was truly terrifying. A cruel opening with gleaming white fangs and an undulating tongue. But its colour was the most astonishing thing! It was a blazing crimson – like the colour of blood. Leeloo's eyes were drawn to It's penis – it was immense! Although semi-erect, Leeloo was sure it was about 12 inches. Somewhere in the depths of her fear, Leeloo wondered how big it would be fully erect.

"You have trespassed here into my lair. For this there is a toll that must be exacted." Leeloo thought It leered at her and her fear increased. Her ability to form speech seemed lost. All that came out was incoherent babble. It raised a hand and crooked a finger at her

"Come." It whispered. Leeloo felt herself propelled towards It and Eidolon grabbed her by her waist with one powerful arm. With the other three arms It was swiftly removing Leeloo's clothes. Her shirt was ripped off to expose a lacy back bra. Her jeans were undone and also promptly removed leaving a lacy black thong still on. Leeloo was a beautiful woman with ample, high breasts, small waist and long legs. Her hair was long, black and lustrous. Her skin like satin to the touch and a lambent olive colour. Eidolon marvelled at this gift that had been delivered up to him.

"Please..." whispered Leeloo. "Please let me go."

It replied with a hideous cackling laugh that was gleefully evil. "Oh no, my pretty bloom. Were you not wishing for excitement?" At this It licked her neck. Leeloo whimpered. "Did you not want to be fucked as though it were you last? You will get your wish as will I."

Eidolon threw Leeloo onto the bed and bore down on her. Leeloo screamed and attempted to get free. There was no escape. It held her arms down and rammed It's tongue into her mouth. It was hot fire in her mouth and travelling down her throat. It's tongue filled her mouth and made her gag. Leeloo writhed desperate to break free. Eidolon released her arms, but Leeloo could not break free – the swirling letters on the bedcovers transformed into ropy tendrils that held her down. Eidolon travelled down her body with It's tongue – a thick, wet forked instrument that tasted Leeloo as though she were a juicy steak. The tongue slid over her bra and removed it bra deftly. It breathed lustily at the sight of her naked breasts. The tongue attacked Leeloo's breasts swirling round each one, flicking the nipples and leaving a wet trail. It rolled each nipple between Its teeth causing Leeloo to cry out in pain. Eidolon's huge mouth extended to consume a breast and feed from it like an immense hungry suckling. On and on it fed repeating Itself on the other breast. Leeloo at first revolted by Eidolon was now revolted at herself for enjoying It's attentions! Moans of horror became moans of delight. Leeloo arched her back in passion and desired Eidolon consume her entirely.

Its tongue snaked down her delicious body, which was now covered in a thin sheet of sweat. It swirled around her belly flicking in and out of her navel. Leeloo moaned wanting to direct Its head, but her arms were still held in their binding. Eidolon moved down to her pussy and licked and bit all around it – her lacy thongs were soaking wet. Leeloo craved for It to ravage her pussy. It moved it's tongue down each leg savouring the taste of her flesh. Eidolon brought It's tongue back up to her pussy. It tore the thongs off with its sharp teeth and brought its nose closer. The pussy smelt divine – a sweet, tangy smell and the juices were pouring out of it.

"Please," she whimpered. "Now."

Eidolon reached out tantalisingly slowly with its tongue with a thick wet lick from her wet pussy to her throbbing clitoris. Leeloo bucked wildly and screamed for more. The bindings around her arms were released. Eidolon kneeled on the bed and pulled her up to rest each of Leeloo's legs over Its shoulders. Leeloo's torso was upside down. Eidolon secured her by grabbing her upper arms with two of Its four claws. With his other claws, Eidolon peeled back her pussy lips which were swollen with unmet desire and began his begged-for assault. It wrapped Its mouth around her clitoris and sucked gently at first and then increasing the pressure, licking furiously. Eidolon's tongue felt roughly smooth. The sensations were driving Leeloo wild further intensified by the animalistic grunting rumbling from deep within Its throat. It slurped her clitoris savouring her flavour.

Eidolon grabbed her breasts and was kneading them hard and then pulling on her nipples. "Oh yes! Uh-uh-uh-uh" she panted as It mercilessly sucked, licked and bit her clitoris. Eidolon drove her wildly to climax as her pussy gushed out its juices. Eidolon scooped these up in its claws and shovelled them into Its mouth. It continued Its ministrations, thinning the line between pleasure and pain for Leeloo's swollen and sensitive clitoris. It was unbearable, and then desperately essential. Again and again and again.

Finally It moved Its tongue away from her clitoris and drove it fiercely into Leeloo's dripping pussy making her scream out in pleasure. It could make Its tongue thicker, longer and wetter and her pussy stretched to meet it. Eidolon drove Its tongue further inside of Leeloo, through her cervix and deep within her womb. Probing, searching, and reaching for some unknown gem. Leeloo cared not for this – only for the pleasure to continue. The feel of Its tongue deep within her was driving her wild beyond belief. Deep, long moans emanated from Leeloo. Eidolon withdrew Its tongue from Leeloo's womb and back into her pussy.

"YEEESSSSSSSS!!" she screamed as Its tongue drove into her G-Spot over and over again. Leeloo came, flooding Its mouth with her pussy juice. Her taste was sweet nectar that It engorged hungrily.

Her body was on fire. She was swirling in a crimson sea. Her breath was coming in ragged gaps and her eyes were half open. Through them she could vaguely make It out. It was panting heavily and licking her juices off Its claws. Leeloo's breath caught in her throat and her eyes opened wide when she saw his cock. It was gargantuan! At least 18 inches long and 5 inches thick, how could that fit into her already ravaged pussy? That thought terrified her, but also excited her intensely. As if sensing this thrill from her, Eidolon rammed Its cock into her pussy. The pain was intense – she thought her pussy was rent asunder but the fucking continued. It held her arms over her head with two claws, and her legs wide apart with the other two. It was working itself up to a frenzy pumping her pussy with its massive member. Leeloo felt sure that Its cock had penetrated through her cervix and deep into her womb. It rode her mercilessly, roaring and growling as It thrust deeper and deeper. Leeloo was lost in a world of pleasure as It drove her wildly to come again and again. Her pussy juices flowed like a river bursting its banks allowing Eidolon's battering to continue. Its tongue was slurping at her breasts – first one nipple was sucked and then the other. Through the orgasmic haze Leeloo sensed liquid oozing out from her breasts that Eidolon was greedily drinking and wondered how that had happened.

Eidolon's thrusts became even more feral as it filled Leeloo with its seed. It roared savagely throwing Its head back and thrusting Its deepest inside Leeloo. She could feel It's cum inside her – it was fiery and possessed of a life of Its own. She could feel it swimming hungrily inside her. Eidolon's thrusting lessened although Its cock seemed still to fill her up entirely. It was rapaciously sucking her breast. She knew she was lactating, but the feeling was so intense she did not care nor want it to stop. It moved over to her other breast and continued engorging Itself. Leeloo lay in a daze that focused only on her bodily pleasure. 

Finally It spoke.

"I have filled you with my seed. You will bear Halflings that will also fill you. Thus you are bound to me. Your life is now mine as you have given yourself more than willingly to me. Your fate will be decided by me. Forgo thoughts on the life you have led. It is no more."

The words stayed in Leeloo's mind like a branding. Funnily enough she was not disappointed – merely looking forward to more pleasure.

The Haunted House



I first met Jackson when I was a freshman and he was a sophomore, so we've known each other for four years now. We were both involved with the theater program in our high school. We were the type of kids that always sat together at lunch, wore strange thrift-store outfits, and cracked each other up with obscure pop culture references. And of course we sang and danced and monologued.

Jackson was the one who first mentioned Castle of Terror to me. He meant it as a joke, but I took him seriously. I was looking for ways to get my volunteer hours done for the semester, and he suggested the Halloween attraction. I think he was expecting me to shriek with mock terror at the very idea, but I was pretty excited from the start.

I've always loved being scared. Halloween is my favorite holiday, and not just because of all the chocolate. I love the feel of being surprised, sitting in a dark theater and jumping out of my seat when something pops up with a shriek as the music builds. The goosebumps, the adrenaline surge. It's wonderful. 

I showed up at Castle of Terror that first year and promptly got put at the ticket booth. Oh, yay. Nowhere close to the excitement. It turned out to be okay, though, because I got to see the people leaving the house. They were flushed, clinging to each other, laughing with excitement and relief, limbs loose. They could have just as easily been walking out of a bedroom as a haunted house.

Jackson was a part of the actual haunted house, and it made me jealous. He got to dress up and scare people: an insane ax murderer that first year, a disembodied head the second year, and a plant last year. The plant thing was a little strange, but he explained he was in a room beside a friend of his in an old grandma costume. Guests in the castle walked into the room, expecting the grandma character to jump at them, but then the plant attacked.

This year, Jackson and I were in a room together. My stomach was in a flurry about it. For three years, we had danced around each other, flirting, teasing, but never actually crossing the line. He was dating someone when I started high school, and by the time he broke up with her, I was dating someone else. It went back and forth like that, both of us interested in each other but the timing never quite working out.

Until this past summer. I had just graduated and Jackson was home from college. We ended up hanging out a lot. We picked up right where we had left off, with the teasing and joking and flirting. Except there seemed to be a little more behind the flirting this time. Neither one of us was dating anyone at the time, but it was suddenly time for me to leave for college, and neither one of us had made a move.

We were both home from college to help with the Castle this fall, and the tension between us was thick enough to cut with a knife. And now I was about to spend a night with him in a dark room.

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I pulled on the tight black leggings of my costume, the black spandex clinging to my bottom. The top was equally tight, stretching over my arms, shoulders, and torso. I slid my feet into the black foot coverings and my hands into the black gloves. I checked my reflection in the mirror and then pulled the hood over my head. The image was complete. I was covered from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet by a tight black bodysuit punctuated with large fluorescent blue, yellow, and pink dots. 

There was a knock on the door. "Ready?" Jackson called.

"I'm ready," I called back, feeling a small flurry in my stomach. I opened the door and he was standing there, dressed just like me. Tight black bodysuit covered with fluorescent dots. The room we would be in had black walls covered with dots the same size and color as ours. The only light in the room was a blacklight, so we'd disappear completely.

Once we got in the room and turned off the lights, it took a minute to get over the vertigo. The dots were everywhere, even on the floor and the ceiling, so my sense of direction was a little off at first.

Jackson and I moved around, getting used to the space and the light. We'd reach out, brushing by each other, figuring out how to tell where we were. After a few minutes, we were able to move around the room more easily. 

Thomas, a Castle volunteer, came through the room.

"Open for business," he said, moving through the room and out the other door. He'd stand outside the exit and open the door to let people leave after a minute of disorienting fear in the room with us.

Jackson and I went to our corners. As we passed in the middle of the room, I felt his hand briefly slide down my flank. Goosebumps rose in its wake and I shivered slightly, a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. I had high hopes for this Castle. Maybe after we were finished with two weeks of being in a dark room together, we'd finally be able to say, "Hey, I really like you." I shook my head. Guess we'll see how it goes.

We stood facing each other across the room, quiet and still. It didn't take long for the first group to come in. Three girls, maybe a year or two younger than me, came in.

"Whoa," one of them said. "This room is crazy." She was trying to sound nonchalant, but I knew they'd had to go through three other rooms to get to us, and they were a bit shaken. They were clinging to each other pretty tightly, giggling nervously, trying to peer into the invisible corners of the room.

We gave them a few seconds to look around, and then charged. Waving our arms and screaming, Jackson and I flailed in from our opposite corners. I'm about 5'10" and he's well over six feet tall. We're both pretty lanky, so when we flail, we FLAIL. Coupled with the disorienting decoration scheme, the effect is terrifying.

Their screams were intensely satisfying. Full-bellied, full-throated, unrestrained screams of fear. Awesome. As quickly as we appeared, we disappeared back into the depths of the room. Before the screams had completely subsided, the exit door opened. The girls left the room clinging to each other even more tightly. The instant the exit closed behind them, another group was ushered in.

The night had officially started.

It didn't take long for me and Jackson to get into a rhythm. Start in opposite corners, charge diagonally, make a LOT of noise, retreat into corners across the room. Repeat process.

About 30 minutes into it, though, Jackson veered slightly off-course. I couldn't see him clearly, but the dots moving in front of me looked a little different. As he charged the couple in the center of the room, his hand brushed against me again.

I swiped at him as I passed him, connecting briefly with some part of him. His back, maybe. It was tough to tell.

After that, we managed to make contact on every pass. It was amusing, but it was also starting to turn me on a little. I never knew what part of him I might accidentally grab. And I have to admit, I wasn't aiming for his elbow.

I wasn't actively trying to grope him until he got a good handful of my ass on one pass. After that, I found myself aiming low. It took several tries, but I finally managed to connect, cupping him briefly but solidly between the legs. I was pleasantly surprised to find that I apparently wasn't the only one getting turned on by our game.

I got to my corner and turned around, but the dots looked different. I realized he was standing right in front of me. 

"We'll charge together, straight at them, and then split and go around," he said, bending to press his mouth against my ear. His voice was so quiet it was barely a suggestion of words, but I heard him. I nodded, and we turned as the next group staggered in.

It worked beautifully. The group ducked, screaming, as we surrounded them and then disappeared. Jackson reached the corner first and turned to catch me, using his body to absorb my momentum. I briefly pressed my body the length of his, smiling under my mask as I felt him hard against my thigh.

I quickly turned, ready for the next group, but no one came in. A perfectly-timed lull. I turned back towards him. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me against him again. I rose slightly to press my lips against his through the mask. He pressed back, but then the door to the room opened and the next group came in. 

He turned me around and we charged, screaming. The group shrieked, but their screams were no longer satisfying to me. I wanted the people to go away, wanted to lock the door, wanted to press myself against Jackson uninterrupted. 

We made it to the opposite corner and he grabbed me, hard. I scrambled at my mask, pushing it up just enough to uncover my mouth. He did the same, and we kissed, pulling at each other the way a suffocating man gasps for oxygen. 

Too soon the door opened and more people came in.

"Whoa, check out this room," one of them said.

I pulled my mask down as Jackson turned me around. I was dizzy from the kiss, and spinning around in this room wasn't helping. 

We got to the opposite corner, both of us all hands. We were kissing again, touching each other everywhere. He slid one hand up the inside of my thigh and I spread my feet, never having wanted anything so badly in my life.

Then I heard the door open behind me.

"Fuck 'em," I hissed through my teeth, pressing hard against him. But he only chuckled and turned me back around. My scream must have been terrifying, as full of frustration as it was. My heart was racing and I could feel the wetness between my legs.

I wasted no time at the next corner. I grabbed his hand and slid it under the waistband of my leggings. His hand and fingers found my bare skin. It was amazing. I groaned and arched my back, pressing myself into his hand. He slid a finger in me, and I stiffened only briefly. It was a strange sensation, having someone else in my body. Up until this exact moment, the only fingers that had ever been inside of me were my own. It felt insanely good, though, so I had only that second of hesitation.

He moved his finger in and out, sliding easily in my wetness. I lifted one leg to give him better access and he slid a second finger in.

"Oh," I said. It felt good, but it was snug.

"You okay?" he whispered.

"Yes. I haven't done this before, but I'm good."

The door opened behind him before he could answer and he turned towards the group with a groan. We darted out, kind-of scared them, and were back in each other's arms almost immediately.

"Never?" he asked, as though we hadn't even been interrupted.

"Nope. I've done some pretty heavy making out, but haven't gone this far before."

"How far do you want to go?"

In answer, I reached into the waistband of his bodysuit and wrapped my fingers around his cock. He swallowed hard and moved my mask to kiss me again. I worked my hand up and down, feeling the pulsing heat of him, and knew EXACTLY how far I wanted to go.

He reached down into my leggings again, sliding his fingers into me. I gripped him harder, and bit down lightly on his bottom lip. His breathing had gotten faster and his hips were moving back and forth with the motion of my hand. 

The door opened.

"Fuck," Jackson said out loud. He paused for a minute and then turned, pulling himself from my grip. He was a little unsteady on his feet.

We moved toward the group, waving our arms. Jackson actually said, "Ahh," not even bothering to scream.

One of the girls gasped with surprise, but the other three just laughed. The exit door opened but we didn't even see them leave. Jackson picked me up, bracing me against the wall with his body. I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his cock rubbing between my legs. The friction of the fabric was delicious against my sensitive clit. It felt good, but I wanted more. I fumbled at his waistband, pushing the elastic just far enough to free him from the costume. He pulled at my waistband, and suddenly bare skin was on bare skin. 

I groaned loudly as his cock slid against my drenched lips. He was lined up to enter me, but then he stopped.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

I dug my fingernails into the top of his butt, trying to pull him closer. "Never been more sure of anything," I gasped.

"I don't want to hurt you," he said, but his body was already answering me. He pressed forward, the top of his cock stretching into me. He got a little ways in and then met with some resistance. 

I was so desperate for him my teeth were starting to chatter. "Just GO," I pleaded, tightening my legs around his waist. My arms were around his neck and he leaned down to kiss me hard as he plunged his cock the rest of the way into me.

I cried out, a mixture of relief, desire, pleasure, and a little pain, and was surprised to hear answering cries behind Jackson. A group had come in and we hadn't even realized it. Oh well.

The exit door opened and I dimly heard one of them say, "That was fuckin' creepy."

Then every ounce of my attention was on Jackson. He was moving inside of me, slowly at first. My hips bucked against him, answering each of his thrusts and urging him to go faster. I was making little noises, involuntary whimpers of pleasure, as I rode him hard. I wanted more of a connection, it seemed, because my hands clenched into his back and my kisses were punctuated with sharp bites across his lips and jawline.

I heard a door open, but I couldn't tell if people were coming or going. I didn't care. He was scratching an itch that had been raging inside of me and the feeling was overwhelmingly tasty. I writhed in his arms as the waves of pleasure started to build and intensify.

"Oh my god," I whispered. "Oh my god, oh my god,"

"Wait," he whispered back. "Wait for me." He started moving in and out even faster, pushing forward harder to get into me more deeply. 

"I can't," I gasped, my hips bucking wildly as the orgasm began to pound through me. "Oh my god, oh, oh, OHHH..." 

The last syllable turned into a howl as electricity shot through all my muscles, clenching every one of them tightly around Jackson. As my body spasmed around him, his own orgasm ripped through him. He groaned, pushing me hard against the wall. He buried his face in my neck, his teeth clenching my shoulder through the top of my bodysuit.

His thigh muscles were like steel rods under my legs, and I could feel the twitches of electricity moving through his own muscles.

We stayed like that for a minute, me wrapped around him, the two of us propped against the wall, his face in my shoulder, catching our breath.

"Jesus Christ," he muttered. "That was insane."

I laughed weakly. "I don't think I can stand up," I said. I kissed him again, lightly this time. "That was amazing."

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Before I could answer, the door opened. "Hey, Jackson, you guys in here?" It was Thomas, the door guy. He was silhouetted against the dim light in the hallway.

"Yeah man, we're right here. What's up?"

"Just wanted to check on you. The last three groups haven't had any screams, just some laughs. They're saying they were hearing... strange... noises." His voice sounded a little odd, and I knew exactly how people had been describing the noises. 

"We're good," Jackson said.

"Clearly," Thomas answered, his tone dry. "Well, the room ahead of you just got done with their break, so if you guys want to take yours, we can redirect for a few minutes."

"Probably a good time for that," Jackson answered. Thomas left, closing the door behind him.

When Jackson and I left the room, we were flushed and clinging to each other. We were both laughing with a mixture of excitement and relief. Our limbs were loose, and we could have just as easily been walking out of a bedroom as a haunted house.

I love Halloween.



The Haunted House



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is loosely based off several characters from the hit soap One Life to Live.

Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only.

This story is AU with a supernatural twist. 

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What happens when you are all alone in a haunted house? Marty Saybrooke was about to find out. It was Halloween night and she had gone to another wild party on campus. As usual, Marty drank a few too many. She was feeling slightly tipsy when Megan and Jason approached, asking her if she felt like going to a Haunted House a fraternity had set up across campus. "Ohhh I dunno," said Marty, slightly slurring her words. "I've heard bad things about that Fraternity. And besides, I'd rather stay here and drink."

"You've already had wayyyy too much liquor, Marty," Megan gently scolded, as she took the beer bottle from Marty's grip. "Let's leave this stupid party and have a little Halloween fun."

"Can't we just go to Rodi's instead?" Marty asked as her friends were dragging her away from the party. "All I wanna do is get drunk."

Ever since that fiasco night Todd had left her after making passionate love to her, refusing to stay and hold her in his arms all night long, Marty had gotten drunk often to forget his rejection. Drinking was the only way she could block out the painful memories that night caused her. Why hadn't Todd stayed? And why did he stop wanting her? Every time she thought of that night, her heart broke anew.

"Come on, Marty, we are going to have some fun tonight," Jason laughed as he and Megan helped Marty over to the car. Soon they were on their way across town to the Frat house. A few minutes later, they pulled up at the KAD Frat House. Immediately when they pulled into the drive, Marty stiffened. It was as if some unknown premonition was whispering into her ear, "Do not go into that house..."

"There is no way I am going in there, guys..." Marty said to Megan and Jason. "Take me home."

"Ohhh come on, Marty. It's just a little Haunted House the guys decorated and set up for Halloween. You aren't a scaredy-cat, are you?" Jason joked.

"I got a bad feeling about this..." Marty said as Megan came around to her door and helped her out of the car. "I just don't want to go in there..."

"You're going to have so much fun!" Megan insisted, taking Marty's arm and helping her up from the seat. A minute later, Jason and Megan were leading Marty over to the line of people waiting to go inside the KAD Haunted House.

Marty felt an unknown sense of dread as the line got shorter and shorter, and one by one the people who stood outside waiting stepped through the door and into the darkness which waited for them inside. Marty shivered in her long coat as the chilly October air played upon her skin. Even her lips felt cold.

She was flanked in line by Jason and Megan who were laughing and joking around. The two seemed to be having an awesome time, but not Marty. *I wanna go home,* she was thinking as she was scared out of her mind yet had no real reason for her anxiety.

Soon they were almost to the door as the line shortened. Marty knew it was now or never. She could either run or stay. She was too drunk to run, so she had to stay to face the unknown beyond that door. Jason went in first and a moment later, Marty was lead in by a tall dark figure wearing a Grim Reaper's costume. Marty could not see her hand in front of her face as her guide escorted her into the building. She hadn't even seen or heard anything yet, and already she wasn't liking this much. "Megan?" Marty called out softly, but there was no answer. It was as if Marty were totally alone within the haunted house as even the Grim Reaper guide had seemed to have disappeared.

"Hello, is anyone here?" Marty said loudly as she hestitantly stepped forward into a room with many dripping red candles. Marty was met with silence as she saw no one. The room seemed to be completely deserted.

A feeling of hysteria came to Marty as she suddenly turned, intent on running from the creepy room, but suddenly the door slammed closed before she could escape. The candlelight flickered and Marty screamed. "Who- who's there?" Marty cried out, but again there was no answer.

"Help me! Somebody help me!" Marty said with a fearful sob, going to every door and window in the room and attempting to pry them open. To her horror, none of the doors or windows would open, and no one seemed to hear her scream. "Ohhh God," Marty sobbed, realizing there was no escape. She was trapped here in this dreadful room. And she was about to discover that being locked up in the Haunted House was the least of her worries.

She turned, hearing a creepy sound, like something scratching or scraping across the floor. Her blue eyes were huge pools of fear as she turned toward the chilling noise. What she saw struck fear into her heart. Two black curtains slowly parted, revealing a long black casket upon a red velvet stand. "Nooooo!" Marty exclaimed as the feeling of trepidation intensified in her already terrified mind.

Marty backed up slightly, her eyes on the lid of the casket as it began to rise up very slowly, revealing a form lying upon its red velvet interior. "Ohhh God!" came Marty's fearful gasp as those eyes of the man in the casket slowly opened, staring as though sightless at the ceiling.

Marty's heart was fiercely pounding, seeing the man rising up very slowly from the interior of the coffin. He was wearing a flowing white shirt, a black cape and ebony pants. His hair was long, almost straggly, sweeping across his forehead and flowing down his back. But his eyes, those eyes... they glowed red and hypnotic, mesmorizing Marty in her spot.

"Stay away from me!" Marty screamed, trembling in her long dark coat. "Don't come any closer!" Even as she flung those words at him, he stepped from the casket, making his way across the floor to where Marty stood.

"Hello, Marty," he said in that chilling, yet sexy voice of his. He gave her a devilish smirk as he approached, his long black cape brushing across the floor.

"You aren't afraid, are you?" he asked, as she backed up slightly and collided with a wall.

There was something about those eyes... and that - that voice. She stared at him, shock and disbelief taking away her breath. "Todd?" she said softly. She blinked her eyes, because he certainly looked and sounded like Todd, yet he was different. He was changed.

He laughed wickedly, reaching out for her and getting a handful of her coat in his large hand. He fisted the material, pulling Marty against him. "Todd is gone, Marty... and this is all that remains. I'm a monster now; a fucking creature of the night..." he said as he stared down into her terrified and beautiful face. "And tonight, beautiful, you have entered my lair..."

"And since you are here, I think I might just have myself a little BITE," he said, flashing his long, razor-sharp fangs at her.

Marty screamed, struggling in his vicious hold. What the hell? Was Todd really some sort of vampire? Was any of this real? Or was this just some sort of fuck-up, drunken dream?

Todd laughed at her struggles, as though he found pleasure in her attempts to escape him. "Ohhh there is no escape, Marty; I'm going to have you now. Remember that night you took me back to your place and we made hot passionate love for hours? We are going to have ourselves some more of that again... but this time only faster and rougher and with a lot more screaming," he said as he hauled her up against him staring into her face.

"Let. Me. Go!" she bit out, but Todd had absolutely no intention of setting her free.

"Sorry, babe, don't think so," he quipped as he carried Marty across the room to a settee and deposited her down onto it almost gracefully despite her attempts to slap him.

"Don't do this... please don't do this," she was begging, seeing that lustful gleam in his eyes along with a piercing crimson glow.

"I'm going to give you what you wanted, Marty... Everything you wanted that first night will tonight forever be yours. I'm going to hold you close to me for all eternity," he said huskily as he slowly parted the material of her long dark coat, finding that she wore a sexy red dress underneath which clung like a second skin to all her curves.

"You're so fuckin hot... and tonight we'll burn together..." said Todd as he ripped through her clothes, practically tearing them all to shreds. Soon Marty was completely naked and trembling in his arms. He gazed at her as though she was some delicious, juicy morsel he longed to devour.

"I missed holding you... and touching you..." Todd spoke. "I wanted to come to you, but I couldn't. I couldn't let you see this monster, this demon I have become. But tonight, I can hold it back no longer; tonight I must feed."

A scream rose in Marty's throat as he reached for her, pressing that hot mouth of his against her neck. A shiver moved through her, feeling his blunt fangs tracing her pulse point. "Don't do this... Please, Todd... Don't," she was pleading. As scary as all this was, it was also strangely erotic and Marty couldn't help but become aroused. Her nipples peaked and her clit throbbed as Todd's sharp fangs moved along her tender skin. She felt his tongue, but she never felt his bite. "You want it, don't you?" he then whispered directly in her ear. She realized at that moment that she did. She wanted his touch, his bite, and everything that was him.

"Please, Todd... You can't-," she murmured, feeling those sexy hands of his reclaiming her body, gliding over her silky skin. One hand captured a breast while the other moved between her legs. "What are you-? Ohhh God," she gasped, feeling him slide two fingers into her tight heat. Her body arched toward his sensuous thrust. Little sounds of unwelcome desire fell from her lips as he began to fuck her fast and deep with those fingers.

"I want to make you cum," he breathed, his lips and fangs moving lightly against the soft flesh of her neck.

"Cum for me..." he coaxed as all he wanted was to hear Marty's scream.

"YESSS! Ohhh God, yesssssss!" she said in a strangled sob as his fingers wildly fucked her. In the moment she fell over the edge into splintered ecstasy, she felt his fangs and his bite. He had placed his mouth at the curve of her breast, his fangs sinking into the tender skin and piercing her supple flesh. He fed hungrily as she tightened up on his fingers, a scream of pleasure floating from her lips. She came and came as he drank, nearly draining her of her blood.

After it was over, she lay there dazed, eyes closed as she felt him withdrawing his fangs from her breast. What had just happened, she really wasn't sure. Her eyes opened and she met his gaze, staring at him and seeing crimson around his lips. "What just happened? Are you real? Is THIS real?" she murmured, questioning him with her eyes.

"I have just taken you to the dark-side," he said softly, lowering his lips to hers. She could taste something metallic in his kiss. She should be horrified, yet it excited her and made her long for more.

She wrapped her arms around his tall frame, pulling him down on top of her. She wanted him to take her there into his darkness, never again to be alone. There was no where else she'd rather be than here in his dark embrace.



The Haunted House Ch. 01



The house had been too good of a deal to pass up. It was only after the deal had gone through and the day before she was to move in that Jennifer found out why the price had been so low. "People claim it's haunted," the real estate agent told her with a wink to show he didn't believe it, but that the local yokels did. Jennifer had laughed at the time. The house did have that classic Adam's family look about it, secluded, two story gothic, high on a hill with no neighbors around and a rickety picket fence surrounding it. Sure it needed some paint and the wiring would have to be redone, but haunted? Jennifer didn't believe in that kind of nonsense. 

That was then. Now, Jennifer was not so sure. The moving men had worked fast all that day as if they didn't want to be in the house any longer than they had to. In record time she was moved in for her first night in the house. Everything had seemed fine until she woke up a few minutes ago. A glance at the alarm on nightstand said it was just past midnight and she wondered what had woken her up. Somewhere in the house there was a creaking noise. Just a shutter or a door somewhere she told herself and decided to get up to look around. Jennifer could not help but think of the horror movies where poking around in a dark haunted house was the last thing people did...literally. 

Determined not to let her nerves get the better of her, Jennifer stood up and reached for her robe. Just as her fingers touched it, a bright flash of lightning lit up the sky outside the window followed almost instantly by a loud crack of thunder. When her heart started to beat again, Jennifer wondered where the hell that storm had come from. The forecast had been for clear skies for the next week and not a cloud had been visible when she had gone to bed two hours before. She stood watching the lightning for a minute as intense flashes lit up the sky. If there had been someone in the room with her, they would have gotten an eyeful as each flash displayed her buxom form for an instant. Dressed in a gauzy nightie, the flashes made it seem totally transparent as if she was standing there nude and that was an awe inspiring sight. Jennifer had very blonde shoulder length hair, pure blue eyes, full sensuous lips, a 44DD set of melons that men lusted after at first sight and a pair of hips that could launch an entire navy with one wiggle. 

After a minute of watching the storm, Jennifer put on her robe, but didn't bother to tie it and it gaped open in front as she left the bedroom on slippered feet. The creaking noise seemed to be on this floor and she paused to try and pinpoint it further. It seemed to be coming from down the hall, from what the real estate agent said used to be the children's bedroom for the original owners. Jennifer padded down to the room and reached for the doorknob. She touched it and then pulled back her hand in surprise, it was icy cold to the touch! Hesitantly she reached again for the knob and found it to be at a normal temperature. Don't let your imagination run away with you she admonished herself and opened the door and stepped into the room. The cause of the creaking was immediately apparent. There was a large wooden wardrobe in the room. Too big to bother moving, it had been locked when she toured the house and had thought no more of it. Now, however, the doors to the wardrobe swung open and shut making the creaking sound. How the doors had gotten unlocked and what was making them open and shut was a total mystery and even as she watched the doors stopped moving and hung open for her to see inside. 

The wardrobe was about six feet high, with legs that raised the bottom of the doors about a foot off the floor. It was about four feet wide and about three feet deep with a bar running across the top for hangers though there were none left. In the back corner of the wardrobe, Jennifer could see something sitting on the floor and in a flash of lightning, she saw it was a stuffed teddy bear. It was brown, about three feet in height and looked a little worse for the wear, probably forgotten by some child in the hurry of moving. There was another flash of lightning and for just a second Jennifer thought she saw the eyes in the bear flash a bright red, but surely that was just some type of optical trick. Curious Jennifer went over to the wardrobe and started to reach for the bear. It was just out of her reach as she bent down to pick it up so she started to crawl partway into the wardrobe. At that point her robe caught on something, a nail perhaps, and since it was not tied it fell off her leaving Jennifer in just her flimsy nightie kneeling on the floor of the wardrobe. 

The thing was deeper than she first thought as she could still not quite reach the bear and she crawled forward a bit. Suddenly the doors to the wardrobe creaked shut and smacked her on the ass sending her sprawling inside the wardrobe. Jennifer gave a little squeal and suddenly found herself in total dark as the doors had closed. When she got to her knees, she found that they had locked themselves again trapping her inside. She was trying hard not to panic when she heard something moving in the darkness of the wardrobe. Panicked, she felt around the wardrobe and her fingers brushed against the fur of the bear. Suddenly in the total dark of the wardrobe, she saw the two glowing red eyes again and the bear moved under her touch. Recoiling in fear, Jennifer backed against the far wall of the wardrobe and watched in horror as the two eyes began to move towards her. There was the odd shuffling sound, like the sound a fluffy teddy bear would make if it could walk, 

Jennifer watched in horror as the eyes got closer to her then she felt the furry body pressing against her chest as she knelt there petrified. Soft furry paws felt at her breasts through the nightie and she shook off her fear enough to reach down and try to push the thing away from her. To her surprise, she found she could not budge the furry thing that was clinging to her and then she gasped as her hands brushed against something hard and throbbing. This is impossible...it can't be happening she though as her hands closed over what was obviously a hard cock poking out of the fur. How could a teddy bear have a eight inch cock she thought? Then again, how could a teddy bear have those glowing red eyes. She tried to pull her hands back from the hard shaft but they didn't seem to want to let go. Suddenly a soft voice spoke to her. 

"Stroke it," said the voice. "Your hands feel so nice on my cock and I know you want to stroke it.. . . " 

No, Jennifer wanted to deny the words, but her hands acted like they had a will of their own and began to slide up and down the hard cock. A soft moan escaped from the teddy bear thing and she felt a drop of sticky liquid on her fingers that helped to make the cock slippery and slide easier through her hands. After a minute of two of the hand job, Jennifer felt tiny furry hands push on her chest and Jennifer felt herself being pushed down into a lying position. Surely there was not enough room in the wardrobe, but she found herself lying flat anyway and the bear was on top of her. Suddenly there was a tearing sound as fluffy hands shredded her nightie and left her naked. Jennifer felt a furry body crawling over her and felt something start to lick at her tits. 

"Spread your legs dear," said the voice this time. "I want to fuck you and you want it too don't you?"

Again, Jennifer wanted to scream a denial, but found her legs parting and felt something hard poking at her pussy lips. With another push, the teddy bear slid it's surprisingly large cock into Jennifer and began to fuck her. Jennifer began to moan louder and louder as the bear slid its cock in and out of her while its tongue licked at her tits, making the nipples hard.

"Ahhhhhhhh," moaned the blonde woman as she was fucked harder and harder by the teddy bear thing. This can't be happening was the thought that kept running through her mind as she felt her pussy pounded by the thing. The fucking seemed to go on for an hour as Jennifer was relentlessly fucked. All the time she was on the brink of climaxing but not quite as if the bear was toying with her. 

"Almost done my dear," said the voice. "But I want to finish in your mouth. You would like that wouldn't you?" 

In the dark, Jennifer shocked herself when her own voice whispered "Yes". 

"What was that my dear?" asked the voice. "Speak up. Tell me what you want." 

"Ahhhhhhh," moaned Jennifer louder as the cock continued to slide in and out of her very wet pussy. "I, ahhhhhhh, want you to put your cock in my mouth and fuck my face until you cum. Ahhhhhhhhh.

" 

"Mmmm what a good little slut you are," said the voice. Then Jennifer felt the cock slip out of her pussy and felt a furry shape crawling up her body until something hard brushed on her lips. Instinctively she opened her mouth and the cock slid inside. Her brain was screaming that she should not be doing this, but her traitor body was eagerly slurping the hard cock that was thrust into her mouth. Her tongue ran all over the cockhead and up and down the shaft. The thing on her face kept slamming its cock in deeper and faster and harder, fucking her face like it was a pussy. Jennifer was now making wet gagging sounds around the meat stuffed down her throat.

Again time seemed to stretch on forever as her face was fucked. Jennifer could feel the soft fur of the teddy bear tickling her lips as it drove its cock all the way down her throat. 

"I am going to cum now my dear," said the voice. For her part, Jennifer was running her hands over her breasts, caressing them and then slipping down to rub her clit as the cock rammed down her throat all the way. Suddenly there was a spurt of warm liquid striking the back of Jennifer's mouth and then another and another. The bear continued to shoot warm sticky cum into her mouth and Jennifer began to swallow it. There was so much of it, it dribbled out the corners of her mouth and she felt it drip onto her tits. Finally the bear pulled its cock from her warm wet mouth and Jennifer felt a splatter of cum strike her face. The teddy bear continued to shoot cum on her face and rub its hard cock over her face. The feeling of the cum on her face and her hands on her body finally brought Jennifer to a climax and she lay there in the wardrobe limp. 

After a minute or so, the door to the wardrobe swung open and Jennifer stumbled out into the room, naked and covered in cum. She looked back and saw the bear lying in the corner just as she had first seen it. A red glow was fading from the eyes and if it were not for the cum on her naked body, Jennifer would have thought the whole thing had been some type of hallucination. Then just before the light in the eyes died totally, the voice spoke again.

"That was a nice fuck you big boobed slut. Come back anytime you want some more of my hard cock. I will be waiting for you. There are also a lot of my friends in this house who also want a piece of you. We haven't had a cock sucking whore like you entertain us in a long time. " 

Jennifer gaped in shock and horror as the doors to the wardrobe closed with a snick and she turned and staggered back towards her bedroom. All over the house now though she could hear sounds. There were soft voices whispering, moans and creaks. The residents of the house knew they had a fuck toy to play with and were looking forward to it. 

End Of Chapter One



The Haunted House Ch. 02



Chapter 2 - The Garden Party

The next morning when Jennifer woke up, she wondered if it had all just been a dream, but her shredded nightie lay on the floor beside the bed and there were dry patches of cum on face and breasts as she had just stumbled back to bed and collapsed after the fucking from the teddy bear. A long hot shower removed the traces of last night's nocturnal fun from her body and Jennifer got dressed before gathering up her courage to peer into the room with the wardrobe. In the bright sunlight streaming through the window, everything looked normal and when she tried the door of the wardrobe it was locked tight, just as it had been when she had first toured the house. 

Jennifer forced herself to be calm and rational and went down to the kitchen to have breakfast. After doing the dishes, she got in her car and went looking for the local library. Perhaps the old newspapers might be able to shed some light on the mysterious house she had bought. 

"Oh my, you bought the old Godiva place," said the librarian who looked at least 80 when Jennifer asked her about the house and if there were any newspaper articles on it. 

"The what?" asked Jennifer thinking she must have heard the woman wrong. 

"The Godiva place," repeated the librarian. "There was no one who lived there with that name of course, but that is the nick name it used to go by. The young woman who built it, why she was a widow. Her husband was killed in the war between the states not a week after they were married. He left her a pile of money and she used some of it to build that house. She was called Lady Godiva because, well she started to act rather strange. Strange as in she often would go for rides through the town stark naked on a horse. Even stranger was that she never owned a horse. No stable up there. The only horse was that statue she had built in the garden. Her husband was in the cavalry you know. No rider on the horse, just the horse itself. Her real name was Samantha Lee, no relation to the general that I know of. There were rumors about even stranger goings on up at that house, but I don't think any of that ever made it to the paper. Not the kind of thing they printed back in those days. They said she was dark haired, very pretty and well busty," said the old woman in a rush. "I expect she looked a bit like you my dear, other than the hair color of course!" 

Jennifer startled at bit at the "my dear" as that was what the bear kept calling her while he fucked her last night, but the old woman's looked totally guileless. Jennifer thanked the woman and spent most of the rest of the day in town shopping and trying to put off going home. She was not certain what had come over her last night. She was normally a very conservative, private person. She was not a prude, but she didn't normally go around asking for her face to be fucked and liking it. It was almost like she could not help herself. Was that how Samantha had felt when she did her Lady Godiva routine? 

As twilight fell, Jennifer made her way back home to the house on the hill. As she drove up she felt like she was being watched and there was an air of expectancy about the house as she ate supper, watched a bit of tv and finally headed for bed. The last thing she did before crawling under her sheets was to check the weather outside. Clear and not a cloud to be seen. She then dropped her robe on the floor and crawled into bed naked. She had forgotten to buy a new nightie to replace the ripped one and somehow she doubted that Palmerville had much in the way of Victoria Secrets type lingerie. 

It seemed like she had just drifted off to sleep when Jennifer was woken up again by a creaking sound. Heart pounding she got up and slipped on her robe with a sense of deja vu. The smart move would have been to stay in bed she thought and the smarter move would have been to have gotten in car that morning drove like hell out of town and never came back to this house. . 

Jennifer slipped down to the room with the wardrobe, but when she opened the door, she found the wardrobe door still solidly locked when she tried it and all her pulling could not open it. Where was this creaking coming from she wondered? It was fainter and farther away and she went down the huge wooden staircase to the main floor and followed the sound to her back door. The sound was coming from outside in the garden. Curious despite knowing better, she stepped out the back door into the garden. She had only been out here briefly when touring the house. Garden was actually a rather poor description of the area as it was largely overgrown with brush and trees and it had been a long time since anyone had planted a garden out here. 

Jennifer jumped suddenly as a flash of lightning lit up the sky and crack of thunder boomed. Where had that come from again she wondered and looked up into the sky. A few seconds later the skies opened up and a heavy rain began to fall. Jennifer turned to go back in but when she reached the door, it would not open and left her trapped out there wearing only her robe as the rain continued to fall. The rain too was very strange, it was actually pleasantly warm, more like a shower than any rain she had ever felt. Jennifer walked back out further into the garden and on sudden impulse let her robe drop to the ground and she stood there naked as the rain fell on her. She had never ever in her life been outside naked before and it felt good as the warm rain caressed her body. It was dark and the house was isolated so it was unlikely that anyone would see her and she began to walk deeper into the garden.

The librarian had said something about a statue of a horse and she wanted to find it. The garden was quite large and overgrown, so somehow she had missed it in her previous brief tour. There was a faint path that she followed and found herself in an open clearing and there in the center was the statue of a large horse. A statue that was definitely of a male horse she noted with a bit of a start. A rather strange way to create a statue she thought and it gave new visual meaning to the phrase "hung like a horse". 

Jennifer was so wrapped up in looking at the horse that she never noticed the other movements in the clearing. A vine slithered across the grass towards her bare foot and then another and another. The vines were coming from a very old and weather beaten tree of a type that had probably never made it into any biology book for classification. Jennifer looked down startled when she felt something on her ankles and saw the vines wrap around her. Before she could cry out or do anything they gave a tug and pulled her feet out from under her so she landed face and tits first on the soft wet grass. The warm rain continued to pour down on her as she struggled to free herself from the vines but more slithered out to grasp her hands and then she was flipped over to like face up in a spread eagle position. 

As Jennifer lay there in fear, the branches of the tree seemed to bend down and soft velvety leaves began to stroke her nude body all over. Leaves brushed her breasts oh so lightly until her nipples were erect while other leaves caresses the rest of her body like a gentle lover. Jennifer felt herself getting wet as the tree stroked her body and when she saw another thicker vine creeping towards her she knew instinctively what it was going to do. Her mind was frozen with a mixture of horror and lust as she watched the vine slither towards her spread legs and pause just brushing her nether lips. "Oh no, I am going to be fucked by a plant," she whispered to herself but another part of her seemed to be whispering back. "Yes you are you slut, and you want it don't you? You want that thing to slide into your cunt and fuck you silly! Yes, yes," she moaned aloud. "I want it to fuck me!" 

As if that was the cue it was waiting for, the vine struck and slipped inside Jennifer's pussy and began to ravage her hard. The thing was as thick as human cock and more flexible, seeming to brush against all her most sensitive spots at the same time. Jennifer moaned loudly as the tree fucked her, her large breasts heaving and her hips rocking up and down. All the while the rain fell on her naked body as she lay there on the grass. The plant continued to fuck her for at least an hour, but like with the teddy bear she came closer and closer to climax but never reached it. The desire to cum was overwhelming as the vine ploughed her pussy and the leaves caressed her breasts and the rest of her body. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned aloud. "I need to cum so bad, I would do anything to cum!" 

There was a sudden silence in the clearing and a slight slackening of the rain then Jennifer heard a voice like stone saying "Anything my little slut?" 

"Yessssssssss," screamed Jennifer, her whole body shaking with lust. "Anything!!!!" 

"Very well, but remember you asked for it," rumbled the voice. Jennifer heard a grinding, groaning sound and as she stared in shock, the statue of the horse began to come alive and move. As Jennifer watched it shambled over to her prone body, not quite totally flesh and blood as we know it, but certainly not all stone as a statue should be. The horse / statue straddled her naked body and its huge erect cock hung down over her face. Jennifer felt the vines tremble and they lifted her body up until the cock head brushed her lips. "Suck me whore, and you may cum" said the gravelly voice. 

Her mind recoiled at doing this depraved act, but her body demanded she do it for the release and her mouth opened to take the huge cock head of the horse / statue in her mouth. It felt like flesh and blood as it throbbed warmly on her tongue and she began to lick it. Inch by inch, the horse cock began to slide down her throat and the vine in her pussy began again to fuck her. Head bobbing up and down on the huge shaft, Jennifer felt her body drifting closer and closer to the orgasm she needed so badly. 

"You will come slut only when I come," commanded the voice as the cock continued to drive into her mouth while the vine slid in and out of her pussy. Jennifer managed to get ten inches of the massive thing down her throat, her full breasts flopping wildly and she made gagging sputtering sounds around the cock meat stuffing her face. Then as if in slow motion she felt the cock begin to cum. She could feel the cum traveling up the length of the shaft towards her mouth like a flash flood towards an unsuspecting town. Then it boiled into her mouth and throat, warm, thick and rich horse / statue cum. Nothing human could cum that much and nothing human could swallow it all as it poured into her mouth and then overflowed and streamed down her face onto her large tits. As promised, however, at the instant the cum filled her mouth, Jennifer felt her own orgasm finally strike and give her the release she craved so desperately. 

When the cum had stopped flowing and the shudders in her body had subsided, the horse pulled its cock out of her gaping mouth. and the plant vines released their hold on her body. Still naked, Jennifer climbed weakly to her feet and leaned against the horse. 

"Why don't you get on my dear and we can go for a nice ride?" asked the voice. Without knowing why she did it, Jennifer swung herself up onto the back of the horse and it turned and running, cleared the fence by two feet heading towards town. The rest of the night was a blur as she and the horse rode through the town. There were cries from those who saw them and Jennifer happily waved to everyone she saw as she rode stark naked through the dark streets. She didn't even remember getting back to the house and the garden or falling asleep naked on the grass. It was only the first rays of dawn that woke her and she stumbled back to the house. Along the way she picked up her discarded robe and when she tried the door it opened without any trouble. 

End of Chapter Two



The Haunted House Ch. 03



Chapter Three - Under the Stairs

After her fuck session in the garden and her midnight ride, Jennifer was exhausted and slept until noon. She was awakened by the phone ringing. 

"Hello," she answered groggily. 

"Hello," said a male voice at the other end. "Am I speaking to Miss Jennifer Marlowe?" 

"That is me, acknowledged Jennifer trying to wake up. 

My name is Winston Dawson. I am a layer in Palmerville. This may sound a bit strange," said the lawyer, "but I have a package for you. " 

"I don't understand why a lawyer would have a package for me. " 

"It is rather difficult to explain," said Dawson sounding a bit sheepish. "Would you be able to come to my office this afternoon at 3?" 

Jennifer agreed and hung up. She had a shower, ate and then decided to take another look at the garden in the bright sunlight. Her memories of last night were quite vivid still and she wondered what on earth had possessed her. What if someone recognized her in town from her nude ride? How could she ever show her face there again and she had just agreed to meeting someone in town. In daylight, however, everything seemed so mundane. The three that had raped her was just a plain old oak tree not some erotic vine slithering specimen of unknown origin. The statue of the horse was still there and very much an erect presence, but it was only a statue, stone and unmoving. With a sigh Jennifer made her way back to the house and then drove into town to meet with the lawyer. 

"As I said on the phone, this is ah rather awkward and hard to explain," said Mr. Dawson when Jennifer was ushered into his office. Dawson was a balding man of 50 with a nervous twitch in one eye. "This law firm has been existed for four generations of Dawson. It was founded by my great grandfather and this request goes back to his time." 

"I am afraid I don't understand," replied Jennifer. 

"Er, well it is about this," said Dawson and he pulled a battered package from his desk drawer and placed it on the flat surface in front of them. "My great grandfather was given this parcel by Samantha Lee, the original owner of the house you bought. What is rather umm, strange is that the package is addressed to you and it came with instructions for me to phone you at precisely noon today. " 

"Addressed to me?" said a puzzled Jennifer. "Surely you mean to the owner of the house on this date, because even I didn't know I was going to buy the house until last month. " 

"No, I mean you personally," said Mr. Dawson. He pushed the package across the desk to her. "As you can see it is addressed to Miss Jennifer Marlowe at your current address. "Jennifer was speechless but finally reached out and took the parcel and then stood up to leave, feeling suddenly in a panic. Mr. Dawson look a bit disappointed and Jennifer realized that he had been curious as to what the package contained. 

"I would rather open it in private Mr. Dawson, but I am very grateful for the dedicated service of you and your firm. Perhaps I will be able to tell you what was in the parcel at a future meeting. "Dawson nodded his thanks and Jennifer left his office and stepped out onto the main street of Palmerville. Jennifer was thinking about the package so hard she nearly ran into someone and stopped when she saw it was the librarian she had met the day before. 

"Hello my dear," said the librarian. "I heard some people in town talking about a new Lady Godiva riding through town last night. They said she was rather a busty blonde. Quite a coincidence don't you think after our talk yesterday?" 

"Oh I am sure that is all it is," replied Jennifer, "a coincidence. Perhaps those people had a bit too much too drink and beside I don't have a horse!"With that Jennifer hurried away, eager to get away from the penetrating gaze of the librarian and eager to see what the parcel contained. 

Sitting at the kitchen table, Jennifer stared at the package for sometime. She was dying of curiosity and at the same time filled with fear and apprehension over what she might find inside. Finally curiosity won and she carefully opened the package. Inside was a book, or to be more precise, a diary. With shaking hands, Jennifer opened it to the title page. 

Oh my, this diary might hold the key to what had happened to her the last two nights. With trembling hands, Jennifer turned the page and began to read. 

It has been one week since I moved into this house that I had built for me. I picked the location of the house after months of careful research and I have implemented my plan. Alas, I fear my plan has gone horribly awry and I write this journal as a record of my actions and mistakes. Since the tragic death of my husband Charles, I have sought out any and all occult methods to try and contact him. A book of magic I found in New Orleans led me to this house and my plan. This house stands on the site of an ancient massacre and the book says that such a place will have a weakening of the wall between this world and the netherworld. The spell in the book promised to allow me to peer beyond that wall and once again make contact with my beloved Charles but it was all a lie. The spell did indeed help bridge the gulf between this world and another world, but it was a world of demons and other vile creatures. The spell allowed them to come through the void between the worlds. They are confined to this house and can manifest only after midnight, but they have possessed all manner of inanimate objects and employ them to vile and degrading uses. They hunger for sex and god help me, I have been raped every night by some perverse thing. But can I truly call it rape? When it happens a horrible lust overtakes me and I find myself participating in the act and enjoying it. I think perhaps it is part of the spell that forces me to stay and to even enjoy the degrading things that are being done to me.  

One side effect of the spell is that sometimes I am blessed, or perhaps it should be cursed with glimpses of the future. In one such vision, I saw another woman who looks very much like myself coming to this house in what I believe to be over a 100 years from now. The vision was so clear that I could see her name on the letters she was opening. I will be long gone by then, but I fear that the house with its inhabitants will remain and are waiting for her. If you are reading this Jennifer, I am truly sorry. I do not know if there is an escape from what has happened to me and what will happen to you.  

On my first night in the house, I was raped by my teddy bear and on the second I was taken by a tree in the garden and the statue of the horse that came to life and forced me to suck its huge organ before taking me on a midnight ride naked through the town. I am sure I was seen and the shame is horrible to live with. On the third night, it was. . . . . oh I find it hard to write of it and I think the spell is trying to prevent me from warning you. Beware the things under the stairs Jennifer! 

The writing stopped abruptly at that point and a puzzled Jennifer noted that the rest of the pages were blank. A diary with only one entry? How strange. The chill words, however, reinforced her fear and she stood and headed quickly for the front door, determined to get in her car and never to return to this house. The front door, however, would not open and neither would the back. Desperate, Jennifer snatched up a chair and tossed it at the plate glass window in the front room only to see the chair bounce off and leave the window unscathed. All her attempts over the next hours resulted in failure. She was trapped in this house. 

As midnight approached, Jennifer vowed that this time at least she would not go half naked to some midnight tryst and sat in her easy chair watching the clock. She suddenly woke with a start not having meant to sleep. The sound of the clock striking midnight had been what had roused her and now Jennifer could again hear the whispered voices and the creaking noises in the house. I am not going anywhere near the basement Jennifer told herself as she went to the kitchen for a glass of milk to steady her nerves. It was only when she had taken her first step down into the cellar that she realized that she could not control where she was going and that she was headed down into the dark dirt floored cellar that Samantha had tried to warn her about in the diary. Heart thudding with fear, Jennifer took another step and another until she was halfway down the stairs. When she was two thirds of the way down, she felt something touch her ankle and she looked down with a scream frozen in her throat. A pair of hands was thrusting up between the stairs and touching her ankles. They were green and scaly looking and as she watched they seemed to stretch to impossible length finger walking higher up her legs. To her knees then to her thighs the fingers walked. The hands reached her hips and then with the ripping sound of fabric, her dress was torn from her body leaving her in her bra and panties. 

Jennifer stood there frozen, unable to move either up or down as the hands started to caress her body, running over her legs and ass and up to her breasts. Then a second pair of hands emerged and stretched up to her breasts and unclasped her bra to let her large boobs swing free. Those hands cupped her breasts and rubbed the nipples until they were hard leaving Jennifer feeling weak in the knees and moaning. That was when a third set of hands rose up and slid her panties down so the busty blonde stood naked on the stairs. First one finger and then two from this third set of hands slipped into her pussy and began to finger fuck her. Jennifer felt herself getting wet as she stood there with the three sets of hands running over her body and exploring every part of it. 

Then suddenly the three sets of hands tightened on Jennifer and dragged her down under the stairs. It was impossible she knew, there was not a large enough opening between the risers, but it seemed to yawn open and the hands pulled her down and under the stairs. She found herself naked and confronting the owners of the three pairs of hands. The creatures were about four feet tall. Their skins were scaly looking and one was green, one gold and one blue. Between their legs were three of the biggest cocks Jennifer had ever seen. 

"I am glad you decided to cum play with us my dear," cackled Blue as he stroked his meat and leered at her. 

"Yes, yes. ," nodded Green. "We are glad you decide to cum under the stairs so we can fuck you!"He too was jerking his cock while he spoke and leered. 

"Jennifer is a whore. She will suck me off," laughed Gold as he too ran his hands over his hard cock and gestured for Jennifer to get on her knees in front of him and start her duties. 

Freed at last of her paralyzing terror, Jennifer turned to try and run, but the hands reached out for her again and she was grabbed and forced to her knees on the dirt floor. Gold roughly grabbed her head and shoved it down onto his cock, forcing her mouth open to take it. Jennifer gagged as Gold shoved his hard cock down her throat and began to face fuck her hard. His hands pulled her head up and down on his cock and he began to moan. 

"Mmmm, that feels so good you cock sucking bitch," moaned Gold as he pulled her mouth up and down on his cock pleasuring himself at her expense. He laughed at the disgust on her face as he raped her mouth violently, making her big tits jiggle up and down. "Oooo Jennifer whore, I am going to cum in your mouth soon," cackled Gold and he watched Jennifer's eyes widen in horror. "Yessssssssss slut, here it comes!" he cried and suddenly his cock began to pump its sticky load into her mouth. Wad after wad splattered into her mouth and she had no choice but to swallow it as he kept sliding his spurting cock between her lips into her cum filled mouth. At the end, he pulled out and let her have a load of his cum on her face which made the other two cackle with delight. 

"Our turn," wheezed Green nearly doubled over with laughter at the sight of the human woman with demon cum running down her face and tears in her eyes. Green pulled her down on top of him on the floor and she felt his dripping cock rubbing against her leg. He spread her knees apart and suddenly he thrust into her, burying his ten inches insider her in one movement. Even as Green began to fuck her pussy hard, Jennifer felt another cock rub against her ass and she look back to see Blue leering at her. 

"No, please," she whispered but Blue simply laughed and with a deft movement slid his cock up into her ass. Jennifer was now the meat in their hard cock sandwich as the two demons began to driver her body between them. When Green thrust he pushed her back onto Blue's cock and when he thrust he shoved her forward onto Green's dick. Back and forth they thrust taking her hard and rough. 

Blue and Green were relentless in their raping of her ass and pussy and Jennifer felt herself getting more and more excited as the two cocks drove so deep insider her that she was sure they would meet. As with the two previous nights, however, she was brought always so close to climaxing but never reaching it. 

"You can cum when beg us to fuck you," said Green with a grin on his face. 

Never was what Jennifer wanted to scream, but the only words that escaped her mouth were "fuck me . . . . . oh god fuck me harder. Drive those hard cocks into me. . . . I need to cum so bad. Please fuck me, please!" 

Over and over she begged them to take her and they did. Finally with a howl, both demons emptied their loads into she came herself to a rushing orgasm. The demons then made her lick their cocks clean which she did gladly. Gold then stepped in front of her face again, wiping his cock on it casually. "Do you want more slut?" he leered at her. 

"Yes," she whispered softly. Then more loudly when he demanded that she speak up, "Yes I want more cock!" 

"Then you shall have it my slut," said Gold and he gestured to the dark patch under the stairs and out of it emerged other demons to complete the rainbow:Yellow, Orange, Red and Violet came out. Then White and Black and Gray and more and more. Jennifer howled in despair at the sight of all the demons and their hard cocks but her protests were soon stifled by Red's cock being shoved into her mouth. His cock was a thick 12 inches and he took great delight in taking her mouth, shoving every thick hard inch down her throat. Red's clawed hands stroked her blonde hair and he called her all kinds of vile names as he fucked her mouth, thrusting his hips hard and forcing his cock deeper in her mouth. When he told Jennifer to use her tongue to pleasure him, heaven help her, she did as she was told. Her tongue licked the underside of his huge red shaft as the demon howled and fucked her face even harder. Red finally came by pulling his cock from her mouth and blasting a huge thick mess of cum over her tits that he ordered her to hold up for him to cum on.

The rest of the night passed in a blur for the blonde as demon after demon took her in every hole over and over and over again. At one point she found herself with a cock in her pussy, another in her ass, a third in her mouth and one in each hand. The last sight she had before passing out was of a dozen or more demons gathered in a circle around her prone naked body and jerking their cocks. Like one they came and cum showered down on her leaving her skin covered in sticky white goo that made it glisten in the wan basement light. 

End of Chapter Three 



The Haunted House Ch. 04



Chapter - Midnight Shower

Jennifer woke just after dawn, lying naked on the dirt cellar floor, her body covered in the sticky demon cum. She crawled out from under the stairs and up to her bathroom where she soaked the dirt and cum from her body in the bath tub and then she fell into bed exhausted. It was early afternoon when she woke ravenous swith hunger and full of dread. 

After eating, Jennifer sat down to take another look at the diary left to her by Samantha Lee, hoping for some clue that might let her escape this cursed house and the fate that seemed to wait for her every night at midnight.Before picking up the book, Jennifer had tried all the doors and windows on the main floor and had been unable to open any of them. How will I survive if I can not leave this house? she wondered in despair as she opened the book. To her surprise, there was a second entry that she had somehow missed the day before. 

I am sorry Jennifer, but the spell the demons have on me prevents me from telling you too much at once. They fear you might be able to use the knowledge to escape them. The best I have managed is to create a spell of my own that hides the entries in my diary from them. They will appear to you each day when the sun is highest in the sky. I hope that I may give you enough information to help you escape in time. 

The demons keep me prisoner in this house, but even they realize I can not live without food or sometimes other human company to keep me relatively sane. To that end, they allow me to go into town but only after a ritual that ensures I will return to them every night. If you go out to see the statue in the garden, it will tell you what to do. Tonight, beware of the bathroom.....they will wait for you in there. 

Jennifer shuddered when she read the warning. She had to get out of this house, even if only for a few hours to keep her sanity. With trembling heart, she went to the back door which this time opened to let her out into the garden. She followed the path to the clearing and the statue of the erect horse. 

As Jennifer stood there, she heard the grating voice in her head. It was weaker than it had been the other night, presumably the daylight weakened the powers of evil or some such thing. "Yes, my dear little Jennifer, our powers are less in the day, but they are strong enough to prevent you from leaving the house without our permission. If you wish to go into town, you must perform a special ritual here in the garden. You will then be allowed to go into town, but if you ask for help in anyway, or fail to return by sunset, there will be a price to pay." 

"What do you mean? What type of ritual? What price?" 

The horse / statue laughed maliciously. "The ritual my dear is quite simple. You must present yourself to me naked and suck on my member until I cum. You will then place some of the cum on your panties and leave them on my cock. This creates a powerful returning spell on you that will compel you to come back. If you have very strong will power or are distracted, you may be able to resist returning longer, but do not tarry past sunset or the price will be exacted. For your freedom, regardless of when you return, you must come to me after your midnight dalliance and go for a ride naked through the town. If you are late in returning, not only will you go for a ride in the town, but I will mount you in the town square so that all might see." 

Jennifer stepped back in shock. To win even temporary freedom she was going to have to blow the horse statue again and play Lady Godiva where anyone might see her. How many times had Samantha made this deal and performed this unholy ritual to gain a little freedom? How many times would she do it? Jennifer tried to be strong, but the need to get away from the house was so overwhelming that she found her fingers undoing the buttons on her blouse before she even realized it. She slipped it off while the horse chuckled. "Mmm Jennifer, you do have such nice tits," said the gravelly voice, "and your mouth will feel so good around my cock again!" 

The crudeness of his words gave her pause, but Jennifer steeled herself and removed the rest of her clothes to stand naked in the garden once more. Feeling very much like a slut, she slipped underneath the statue and raised her lips to the huge erection and took the head into her mouth. She expected to taste stone, but the cock was very much warm and alive as it throbbed in her mouth. "During the day, our powers are weakened so that I can not fully activate this body, but I can make the most important part of me flesh and blood," came the voice answering her unspoken question. Now suck me whore, suck me for your freedom!" 

>Inch by inch Jennifer eased her mouth over the huge cock until it was down her throat and then she began to bob her head up and down on it. Her tongue licked around the huge swollen shaft and she heard the voice moaning inside her head."Ahhhhhhh yes Jennifer, you are so good with your mouth, that feels so good. Mmmmm, don't you feel like a real slut sucking off a horse cock. He he, what if someone came bye to visit and found you lying there lying naked under a statue, sucking its cock? Maybe we can arrange that to happen some day." Jennifer tried to ignore the voice and concentrate on winning her freedom and after a few more minutes of licking and sucking, she was rewarded by the surge of cum through the cock that gushed into her mouth. After the flow stopped, Jennifer picked up her panties and wiped some of the cum from her tits onto them and hung the trophy over the hard member of the statue which was now lifeless and silent again. 

Putting the rest of her clothes back on, Jennifer went back through the house and found that indeed the front door would open and soon she was in her car and heading for town. Halfway there she realized she had not replaced the panties she had left in the garden, but there was no way she was going to go back for another pair. Once in town, Jennifer picked up groceries at the General Store and contemplated fleeing the town as fast as she could drive. Whenever she thought about leaving though, she felt a strong need to return to the house and that need seemed to grow the longer she was away and the further she went from the house. The returning spell seemed to be very real and the need to return becoming overpowering. Reluctantly Jennifer headed for her car to return to the house but just as she reached it, the librarian stopped her. 

"Hello my dear," she cackled. "It is nice to see you out and about in the daytime." 

Jennifer startled at her choice of words. Was the old woman implying she knew something about her nocturnal ride in the nude? Thank you, I think," was the best she could come up with as a reply. She turned to get in her car, but the old woman stopped her again. 

"Some of the high school boys think Lady Godiva will ride again. They plan to wait and record her ride on video camera. Don't you think that would be exciting?" 

"Very," was all Jennifer could manage and she scrambled into her car and drove away quickly. A video camera? Oh my god and she was going to have to go for a ride tonight stark naked into town. What could she do? She was trapped and soon everyone would know it was her playing Lady Godiva. How could she come into town then? She could imagine the stares and the comments. They would think her as perverted as the town had thought Samantha Lee had been. She could not even ask them for help without paying the price that made her soul shudder. 

Back at the house, Jennifer grabbed her groceries and ran inside, almost glad to hear the door close behind her. Samantha had warned her not to go into the bathroom tonight, but if past experience was any guide, that would prove impossible to avoid. The horse certainly seemed confident of that fact in that it expected her after her midnight ordeal. Thinking of the horse made her remember her panties and she ran out to the garden to get them. The horse remained silent during her retrieval, but she felt that it was watching her from some remote location and smirking. 

After supper and a failed attempt to concentrate on a book, Jennifer undressed and went to bed. It was only after she had been lying in bed for a while that she realized she had not replaced her ripped nightie yet and that she was sleeping in the nude, something she had never done before in her life. She shivered slightly then shrugged and drew the blankets up around her and slipped off to sleep. As she had expected, she was woken just after midnight and it took her a while to place the sound. No creaking tonight, instead she could hear the shower running in the bathroom. What a surprise she thought to herself as she got out of bed and stood naked the moonlight streaming in the window. Moonlight she thought, what no thunder and lightning tonight? She could not leave the water running all night, so she didn't seem to have much choice but to go turn it off. She started to put on her robe and then stopped and left in a pile on the floor and walked down the hall naked, moonlight shadows from the windows playing on her bare skin in intriguing patterns of light and dark. 

As she approached the bathroom, she could see a sliver of light under the door and she opened it cautiously. There was no one in sight and she heaved a sigh of relief and stepped inside. Jennifer opened the curtain, intending to turn off the water but the warm water felt so nice on her skin that she started to step into the shower. Confused, she stopped and tried to think clearly. Samantha had warned her about the bathroom, so she should not linger, but the water felt so soothing and what could happen in a shower? She hesitated a second more and then gave in, stepping under the warm caress of the water. 

Jennifer stood under the warm water with her eyes closed enjoying the feel and so she didn't see the shower curtain open as if someone was stepping into the shower. Then the curtain opened again as if a second person or thing had also gotten in at the other end. Lost in her reverie Jennifer took the bar of soap and wetting it, began to rub it all over her body. She was in the middle of soaping up her large breasts when she suddenly felt hands cupping her ass. She gave a shriek and turned around but could see nothing. Nothing at all. Jennifer backed away from that end of the shower and suddenly felt something else rubbing on her ass. It felt hard and warm just like a cock, but again when she looked, there was nothing to be seen. I am going crazy she thought. There was no one in the shower with her, it was all in her mind. She had almost convinced herself of this when she heard a giggle. It was a feminine giggle and it was originating from inside the shower. 

Who's there? asked Jennifer looking around for the source of the giggle. There was no reply and then she felt a pair of hands on her boobs, first holding them and then starting to stroke them gently. Jennifer could still see nothing, but she sure could feel those hands on her tits and they felt very nice. She stood there in a trance for several minutes and then suddenly realized she felt something else. She could feel that cock rubbing on her ass again and when she reached back with a hand she found herself holding what sure felt like a long, thick cock but a glance showed her nothing visible. Reflexively, her hand started to stroke the throbbing cock and she heard a soft moan from behind her. 

Finally a soft voice whispered in her ear "Mmmmm, that feels very good Jennifer. I like how you stroke my cock. Would you like me to fuck you with it? Jennifer felt a little sticky fluid on he hand and she held her finger up to her mouth and sucked it off. It tasted quite nice and all the while she felt the other pair of hands stroking her breasts. There were two of them she was sure and she felt herself getting excited and wet at their touch. 

"Yes," she moaned softly and moved her hips back so that the invisible cock was pressing tightly into her ass cheeks. Her response shocked her, but she found she did want to be fucked. "Who are you?" was all she could manage in a weak whisper as she felt hands part her cheeks and the cock rub against her hole demanding entrance. 

"We are water demons," said the voice behind her. "My name is Hlox and that is my sister Hlar rubbing your titties." 

Sister? Oh my god thought Jennifer. I have never done it with another woman before. Before her thoughts could go any farther though, she suddenly felt a body pressing against her from the front...a very female body as invisible boobs rubbed against her own chest and suddenly lips were pressed to her lips and she found herself kissing the invisible female water demon. Hlar's tongue demanded entrance and to her shame, Jennifer opened her mouth and let the sinuous tongue into her mouth. At that instant she felt Hlox thrust behind her and his cock slid into her ass and he began to fuck her. Impaled on his cock, Jennifer felt herself pressed into Hlar, their breasts rubbing together. 

Hlox seemed in no hurry and kept up a steady rhythm, while his sister kissed Jennifer. After a while Hlar broke off the kiss and her mouth trailed down Jennifer's body and spent many pleasurable minutes suckling on Jennifer's massive tits until the nipples were rock hard. Then the water demoness's mouth went lower still and slipped between Jennifer's legs. Jennifer gasped in delight as the invisible tongue slipped into her pussy and began to lick at her now freely flowing juices. 

"Don't stop, please. Ahhhhhhhh" moaned Jennifer loudly as Hlar ate out her pussy and licked at her clit with the tongue of an expert. Jennifer was again brought to the brink or orgasm but hung there for what seemed an eternity just short of cumming. 

"You can only cum after you lick my pussy Jennifer," murmured Hlar. "You have to lick your first pussy in order to cum." 

"Yes, yes, anything!" screamed Jennifer and she heard both the water demons laugh. Hlox slipped his cock out of Jennifer and pushed her down onto her knees in the shower, the water still falling warmly and running off Jennifer's large tits like a pair of waterfalls. Jennifer felt hands on the back of her head pulling her forward and then her lips made contact with Hlar's pussy. Jennifer felt her face pressed tight against the other woman and her tongue stabbed out for its first ever taste of pussy juices. I guess this makes me a lesbian now Jennifer found herself thinking as she began to lick and slurp at the invisible pussy in front of her and finding she enjoyed the taste. When her tongue found the invisible clit, Hlar let out a moan of pure ecstasy and pulled Jennifer's mouth tighter against her sex. 

"Yes Jennifer, lick my pussy like a good little lesbian whore," moaned Hlar and Jennifer was happy to do so. As she kept licking, she felt Hlox behind her again and she stuck her ass up in the air for him. He wasted no time in reinserting his cock into her and began to fuck her once again. The lovemaking in the shower seemed to go on for hours but finally Jennifer felt Hlar's body stiffen in front of her and the demoness came to a shuddering climax that splashed female juices all over Jennifer's face. A few seconds later she felt a warm spurt of liquid in her ass as Hlox also came and then Jennifer was allowed her own release and climaxed with an intensity she had never felt before. 

Jennifer lay on the floor of the shower for a few minutes after she felt Hlar and Hlox leave as silently has they had come. Then she stepped out of the shower, turned it off and dried herself. That had not been so bad she thought to herself. She had almost enjoyed this evening. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a horse neighing and her blood ran cold. The horse! She was obligated to do another Lady Godiva ride through the town stark naked. A shiver of dread ran though her and she slowly descended the stairs and went out the garden door to where the horse stood waiting for her. 

"My, my Jennifer, you look so lovely standing there naked in the moonlight," came the gravelly voice. "Let us go for a ride to see what we can see and maybe to see who can see you!" 

Jennifer shivered again but she knew she had no choice and she climbed up on top of the mighty stallion who turned and lept the fence without any effort and thundered off towards town. The horse took her straight up main street and the moonlight flooded down on them revealing her naked body clearly. Suddenly Jennifer heard shouts and looked to her left to see half a dozen teen aged boys standing by a van. They gaped at her nude form and she found herself waving to them and smiling. One of the boys had a video camera and he was recording every inch of her lovely naked body and Jennifer could see bulges growing in the boy's pants. 

"Perhaps I will let them fuck you some night," said the horse in a voice that only she could hear. Her heart stopped and the horse laughed, "but not tonight!" With that the horse sprang away again and raced through the streets of the town. There were several more cries as people saw her and Jennifer thought she saw the old librarian standing on one street corner with a smirk on her face as Jennifer raced past. Finally the horse headed back to the house and let her off at the back door. Jennifer quickly slipped inside, feeling suddenly horribly exposed in her nakedness and she heard the horse laughing at her as she fled back to the safety of her bed. 

The End Of Chapter Four



The Haunted House Ch. 05



Chapter 5 - From a Mirror Darkly

Jennifer slept until nearly noon the next day after her second Lady Godiva ride through the town. She had bought enough groceries to last her several days so she would not have to return to the garden perform the obscene ritual with the horse / statue. The thought of having been seen by the boys last night preyed on her mind. The story of her riding was probably the hot topic of conversation in Palmerville and how could she ever show her face there again? Even worse she knew that she would soon have to make another midnight ride through the town where anyone might see her. 

With these despairing thoughts running through her mind, it took all the will power she had left to get out of bed to face yet another day in this demented house. She feared that if she stayed here much longer, she would soon sink to the sick level of the creatures that infested it. After eating, Jennifer summoned her courage to take another look at Samantha Lee's diary. The entries in the book might hold the key to her freedom, but they also terrorized her with the vague warnings of what was to happen to her next. Perhaps it was better not to know, Jennifer thought, but she found she could not resist opening the diary to see if there were any new entries to read. 

Hello Jennifer, I imagine you met Hlar and Hlox last night. I must admit that they were the most gentle lovers that I have met in the house so far. During the day, like the other demons, they can not manifest themselves completely, but you will still feel their presence every time you bath or use that modern contrivance you call a shower. It is quite pleasurable and oh so seductive but do not give in to the temptation of their company to much, for they steal a bit of your soul and will with every visit. 

The house is restless today. I think they sense that I am trying to warn you with this diary and I must be careful what I right even though the words are hidden from them. There are many demons in this house, some of the most powerful are fearsome indeed and you have not met them yet. The only warning I can give you today is to beware of yourself. Today you will be your own worst enemy." 

Jennifer closed the diary and a shudder ran through her. What did Samantha mean with her cryptic remark? Surely there must be some way to escape the demons and this house, something that they had overlooked! As she pondered, an idea came to Jennifer and she wondered why she had not thought of it before. Trying to remain calm, Jennifer went to the garden door and it let her outside. She was sure the smug statue had left the door open so that she might visit it, but Jennifer thought she had a way to use that smugness to escape. The horse had jumped the fence to go into town, now that she was outside, why could she not just climb over that same fence and leave? If she did not perform the ritual, there would be no returning spell and she would be free of this place. She didn't care if she had to leave everything she owned here as long as she never saw this horrid place again. 

The fence around the garden was an old rickety picket fence about four feet high. Glancing around fearfully, Jennifer quickly crossed to it and awkwardly climbed over it to freedom or so she thought. The moment her foot touched the ground on the other side, however, all hell broke loose. The landscape around her changed from the high grass and weeds she had seen to scorching hot desert scene of sand dunes stretching away as far as the eye could see while two white hot suns beat down on her. Looking around Jennifer could see no sign of the fence she had just climbed or of her weed infested garden. Slowly, Jennifer began to walk across the sand, hoping that this was some kind of illusion that would fade in a moment and reveal itself as a last trick to try and prevent her escape. The heat and the sand stayed very real, however, and she stopped, wondering if she should go on. What exactly was this place? It reminded her uncomfortably of the scene from Beetlejuice when the sand worms had erupted to terrorize them. Jennifer looked about nervously but saw no sign of anything hostile. She laughed aloud nervously. That had been only a movie not reality and there was nothing here to fear. 

Jennifer was still telling herself that when the sand around her erupted in a flurry and something grabbed her legs and pulled her down. Jennifer screamed and struggled but something had coiled around her waist and was pulling her under the sand. I will suffocate she thought in rising panic, but suddenly she felt herself being lifted up and when she got a good look at why, Jennifer thought that maybe suffocating had not been such a bad fate after all. Dangling several feet above the ground, Jennifer found herself eye to eye with some type of tentacled beast. One of its tentacles was what held her while a dozen more writhed in the air. The thing was sort of a putrid green in color, the flesh semi-transparent to reveal pulsing liquids and organs. It also had a very impressive looking set of teeth in a mouth that looked big enough to just bite her in two, which is what she thought was going to happen to her. Jennifer opened her mouth determined to get in one last scream in the grand tradition of the helpless B movie heroine when a very amused voice stopped her. 

"My, my what kind of a sweet little thing have I found?" Startled, Jennifer realized that the voice was coming from the tentacled monster who was holding her. 

"Please don't eat me," she begged the creature. "I would probably not taste very good and I am just trying to escape from the demons who have taken over my house. There was this fence around the garden you see, or rather you can't see it now, but it was there and I climbed over it and tried to run away." 

"Oh I know all about the demons in your house girl," laughed the creature. "I was put here by them to prevent your escape and I have no intention of eating you! They would be most unhappy if I did that." Jennifer was just starting to breathe a sigh of relief when the creature added, "I will of course return you to the garden after I have fucked you." It was said in so matter of fact a tone that Jennifer was not certain at first she had heard it correctly. 

"I beg your pardon?" she managed to stammer. "What did you say?" 

"That I am going to fuck you my dear," said the creature and it managed a passable smile on its face. "My tentacles are quite flexible and I will fuck every hole you have at the same time. I am sure I will quite enjoy it. I doubt you will, but that is no concern of mine." Before Jennifer could think about asking anything more of screaming (who would hear she wondered?), several of the other tentacles reached out and without any effort quickly ripped her blouse off and bra off then pulled down her jeans and shredded her panties. For some odd reason, Jennifer could almost swear she could hear her mother's voice admonishing her when she left the house. Be sure to always wear clean underwear in case you get raped by a demon. Jennifer giggled at the thought and knew that she was on the verge of hysteria but then she gasped in shock as the tip of of one of the huge tentacles ploughed into her pussy and buried 12 inches of it inside her in one stroke. A second gasp was forced from her as a second tentacle put another 12 inches up her ass and Jennifer dangled in midair suspended now only by the two tentacles that were raping her. The creature was right was probably the last coherent thought she managed for a while as a mixture of pleasure and pain overtook her...I doubt I am going to enjoy this much. That was about when the third tentacle forced itself into her mouth. 

Time seemed to have no meaning in this arid land and Jennifer was only dimly aware of the passage of time as the tentacles fucked her. Against all the rules of nature that she knew, each tentacle acted like a cock and would gush a load of what passed for tentacled monster cum into. The cum overflowed her pussy and ass and mouth until there was thin layer of it covering her entire body. When three of the tentacles would finish, three more would take their place and her rape would continue. Finally at some point she lost consciousness and she awoke to find herself lying once more in the garden, stark naked and covered in cum. She was sure she heard the gravelly voice of the statue laughing as she struggled to her feet and into the house. 

Jennifer ran hot water into the bathtub and with a sigh slipped into the tub to soak off her latest degradation. As she lay there with her eyes closed, she could swear she felt soft hands caress her flesh and she remembered with a start about Hlar and Hlox. Samantha was right, the water demons could still make their presence felt, if only weakly, during the day and it did feel very nice. Of course anything would feel nice after being raped by some tentacled monster. After a long soak and an orgasm or two Jennifer reluctantly got out of the tub and shuffled off to find something to eat. Perhaps she would be spared a midnight encounter tonight after her ordeal in the desert but she was not betting on it. 

The now almost expected creaking awoke Jennifer at midnight and she looked around the room for any sign of what was to come. The noise seemed to be close at hand and as she stumbled naked from the bed to the window, she realized it was the shutter outside her window. As she leaned out to grab it and pull it closed, thunder and lightning flashed and boomed. We are back to that huh, Jennifer thought. How predictable. Just then something brushed against her legs and ass lightly and she jumped. Startled she looked down and saw only the gauzy curtains waving in the wind though they seemed to have a life of their own as they caressed her thighs gently. 

Jennifer backed away from the window with alacrity and when she turned around she found herself looking into the full length mirror on the wall. Jennifer smiled at her reflection and it smiled back at her. Jennifer could not help but feel a little pride in her body. At thirty her breasts were full and large and didn't sag in the slightest and moreover they were all natural and not he work of some silicone implants. Her tummy was flat from the many hours she spent running and playing tennis and other sports. Her hips were wide and her long legs drove men crazy with lust. She had a nearly perfect body she thought and turned away from the mirror and her reflection, intending to go back to bed. Suddenly she heard a noise behind her and she whirled around just in time to see her reflection step out of the mirror and into the bedroom. 

"So you are proud of your body are you slut?" asked her reflection in Jennifer's own voice. The same voice, but tinged with cruelty and malice. "Your pride has released me from the mirror whore," and I am so going to enjoy doing you. The reflection advanced on the stunned Jennifer and gave her a shove that toppled her back onto the bed. In a flash the reflected twin was on top of Jennifer, pressing her naked body against her and kissing her full on the lips. Jennifer tried vainly to push her reflection away, but it was too strong and her tongue slipped into Jennifer's mouth and twined around her own tongue. Sick with horror, Jennifer lay there staring at her own face as it french kissed her and she felt her large boobs pressing against the identical boobs of her reflection. After several minutes, her twin broke the kiss and pushed up to straddle Jennifer's body and leer down at her. The hands of her twin pinched Jennifer's nipples and made them stand up. "What a whore you are," said the twin as slapped Jennifer across the mouth. "You have enjoyed all those demons fucking you. You deserve whatever happens to you, whatever I do to you!" 

"No, please don't" moaned Jennifer. "I didn't enjoy it, I swear. They raped me" 

"I was there slut," replied her double. "You loved every sick second of it. You enjoyed sucking that horse statue's cock. You did it twice and you will do it again. You loved the teddy bear fucking your face in the dark. You used to have dreams about that when you were younger. You liked being gang raped by the demons under the stairs. You loved that monster taking you today on the sand, suspended above the ground with its slimy tentacles in your pussy and ass and mouth. You begged it to fuck you harder." The twin slapped Jennifer again. "Admit it Jennifer, you are nothing but a cheap whore who likes to be fucked." 

Her own doubts boiled over, reinforced by the words of her twin and Jennifer sobbed out a faint "Yes" which made her twin laugh. 

"Well then, my little slut, I guess I will have to fuck you as well to keep you happy!" Jennifer gulped in fear as her double stood up and snapped her fingers. Suddenly her reflection had a very realistic looking strap on dildo which she put on and stood there gazing down at Jennifer. "I will make you eat my pussy, your own pussy, in a while, but first I want to sink this into you!" As she spoke her reflection stroked the strap on cock like it was real and climbed back onto the bed. The reflection spread Jennifer's legs and rubbed the head of the dildo against Jennifer's pussy lips. "Just remember Jennifer that as I rape you, it is your own dark desires that are raping you. I am you and you want to do this. You want to rape someone and you want to be raped. How nice that you can do both at once!" With that the reflection plunged down and speared Jennifer with her strap on cock and began to fuck her with wild abandon." 

Jennifer was near catatonic as she lay there watching the exact image of herself drive a cock into her pussy. Her reflection was no gentle lover as Hlar and Hlox were. Her reflection had an intensity and force that equaled the monster in the desert and it was worse because Jennifer knew her twin was right. The motivation for this savage rape was coming from inside her, was feeding off her own most innermost thoughts and fantasies that she had never dared to tell anyone. Jennifer's tits were bouncing wildly up and down as her twin fucked her and she watched in a trance as her twin's large jugs also bounced and flopped. In a trance, she reached up and cupped her twin's tits in her hands and began to caress them. At her touch, her twin grinned down at her. "Yes, that feels good Jennifer you slut. You are enjoying this now aren't you?" 

Jennifer blushed but continued to caress the large tits of her duplicate as the strap on cock plunged in and out of her. The moans of the two women got louder as they fucked and finally the twin pulled her fake cock out of Jennifer and to the astonished eyes of the blonde, began to shoot a load of cum over Jennifer's face and boobs. It can't be real thought Jennifer just as a warm splash of liquid landed in her gaping mouth and more splattered her hair. The duplicate moaned and stroked her cock as more and more cum poured out of it. Finally after Jennifer was once more a cum covered fuck toy. The dark Jennifer leaned down, warm body pressing against Jennifer and began licking her own cum off Jennifer's tits and face. 

"Now lick my pussy whore," ordered her twin after a few minutes of sampling her own jizm on Jennifer's naked body. The mirror Jennifer lay back on the bed and spread her legs in invitation. Jennifer blushed, but her twin was not taking no for an answer and Jennifer kissed her way down her duplicate's body (her own body!) until she found her pussy. My second pussy, she thought grimly as her tongue slipped inside and she felt her twin moan. My first visible pussy though, she amended with another hint of hysteria as she began to lap at the freely flowing juices of her reflection. I wonder if making love to yourself is incest or still masturbation? she wonder as her tongue dipped in and out of herself. Her reflection certainly seemed to be enjoying it and Jennifer took a perverse pride in that and redoubled her licking. She slipped two fingers into her reflection's pussy and began to slide them in and out as she flicked her tongue at her clit. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," moaned her reflection loudly and she writhed under the licking that Jennifer was giving her until finally she came and it was almost like a man cumming as juices drenched Jennifer's face once more. 

With a sigh, her double stood up and smirked down at Jennifer. "You are a good pussy licking lesbian whore Jennifer. I always knew you were." With that her double walked to the mirror and stepped back into it. "I bet you will come and look in the mirror again soon," were her reflection's last words and they slowly faded away as dawn lit the sky outside of Jennifer's window. 

End Of Chapter 5.



The Haunted House Ch. 06



Chapter 6 - Cooking with Jennifer

It was starting to become a familiar pattern for Jennifer and she was not sure she liked it. What she liked even less was that she was not sure about not liking it. The pattern of course was the fact that every midnight she was getting her brains fucked out by someone or make that something. Then she would sleep until near noon and wait around the whole day wondering what would happen next while puzzling over the cryptic entries left by Samantha Lee in her diary one hundred years before. Not that it had been all bad, she reflected as she was relaxing in the tub the next day after being raped by her own mirror reflection. There were of course Hlar and Hlox, whose gentle ministrations in the tub were already close to coaxing a climax from her as she lay in the warm water moaning softly. 

It was hard to think to clearly when one was having an orgasm, so Jennifer gave it up until the water began to cool along with her passion and she climbed out of the tub to once more quest vainly for the answers she so desperately needed. Again it was part of the same routine, she dressed and ate and then sat down to peruse Samantha's diary in hopes of finding a way out of her demonic prison. 

Good morning Jennifer. I would guess that you met your mirror duplicate last night even as I did. It was appalling to be raped by yourself and the ultimate manifestation of incest, but it also felt so good when she was doing it. That is the chief danger of this house. The longer you stay, the more you begin to like the degradations and start to look forward to them. I have started to have thoughts about revisiting some of the places in the house when I wake at midnight. I would dearly love to be ravished by my teddy bear again, but I must be strong or I will be lost...though I am starting to fear that my redemption may be impossible. It is just over a week until All Hallows Eve and I think if I have not escaped by then that I never shall. I fear the same may also be true for you my dear Jennifer. 

Jennifer paused in alarm at these words and glanced at the calendar on the wall. October 23 today. She must have moved into the house on the same day that Samantha Lee took possession of it, or more accurately, the same day that the house took possession of Samantha Lee. 

There are other strange events taking place that I am not sure how they fit into the schemes of the house and the demons. The librarian in town is an old woman and every time that I go into town, she manages to run into me and has some comment to make. She never comes out and says it, but I think somehow she knows what is going on here. How she fits into what is happening, I do not know but I am certain she is somehow involved. 

If you can, avoid the kitchen tonight. Alas, I fear that my warning will be for naught as the house seems to have ways of luring you to where it wants you. Good luck my dear sweet beautiful Jennifer. 

Jennifer put down the diary and sat on the couch thinking for some time. If Samantha was right then Jennifer had only a week or so to find an escape from this house or what? What had happened to Samantha Lee finally? What would happen to her if she did not escape? Her desperate musing were interrupted by the most unexpected of things, the doorbell ringing! 

Puzzled and rather surprised, Jennifer went to answer the door. Again to her surprise, the door opened without any sign that it had remained steadfastly closed for all her tugging on it the last few days. On the step was a tall man in a somber black suit with a long somber face and the white collar of a minister. 

A minister thought Jennifer with elation and she was about to ask him for his help in escaping the house when she remembered what the statue had said would happen if she asked anyone for help. She shuddered at the thought of being mounted by the beast in public and almost cringed back into the house, but his voice stopped her retreat. 

"Are you Miss Jennifer Marlowe?" asked the reverend in a somber voice that matched his face and dress. 

"Yes, I am," she admitted still holding the door half closed. 

"May I come in and talk with you please?" asked the minister. 

"I....I am not sure that is a good idea," stuttered Jennifer. "It is hard to explain, but it really might not be such a good idea." 

The minister frowned at her severely. "Perhaps if you knew the nature of my business, it might convince you otherwise. I was out for a walk late at night a few days ago with the librarian and we saw.....we saw shall we say a very interesting equine event." 

Jennifer gulped and flushed at his words and looked around the house nervously. It seemed very quiet at the moment and it looked like she was going to have to talk to the reverend about what he had seen. Reluctantly, Jennifer held the door open and said "Perhaps you should come in to discuss this." The reverend nodded and stepped into the house and followed Jennifer back to the front room where she gestured for him to take a seat. 

"Er, what exactly did you see reverend, and why have you come to me?" asked Jennifer weakly when he had sat down in the big lazy boy chair. 

"What I saw was you my dear, riding stark naked through the center of town on a horse. It gave myself and the dear librarian quite a shock." 

"I....I am sure you must be mistaken sir," said Jennifer and she tried to keep her voice from shaking. "I don't even own a horse and I certainly would not go riding naked through the town." 

"Ahhh a nice try Miss Marlowe," said the reverend and now the somber expression on his face seemed to have been replaced by a slight smirk. "But not good enough in the face of the evidence." He reached into his shirt pocket and took out a photograph and handed it over to Jennifer with a wink and a leer. Jennifer took the photograph with a pounding heart and saw that it was her, stark naked, and riding on the back of a horse. 

Jennifer swallowed hard. "I didn't get you nave reverend or exactly why you came here today." 

"Reverend Andrew Southerby at your service ma'am," said the minister, "and as for what I came here for, well my dear that would be you. I told the librarian that I was sure she was mistaken about it being you on that horse, but if you choose not to provide me with sufficient entertainment....well, I have several more photographs of you that I would share with the good people of Palmerville. Of course I would only be doing my duty as a man of god in exposing such an obvious slut and witch." 

"I see," said Jennifer with a sinking heart. "What exactly would you consider sufficient?" 

The reverend smiled at her. "Well my dear, you can start by taking off those clothes. I got such a short glimpse of your naked body last night and I want to see more." Jennifer sighed and stood up. She was probably only delaying the inevitable, but she still entertained some vague notion of not being exposed to the town as the midnight Lady Godiva of Palmerville. To keep that illusion, it looked like she was going to have to do whatever this scumball preacher wanted her to do. As Rev. Southerby sat there watching with a visibly growing bulge in his pants, Jennifer began to unbutton her blouse. 

"Mmmm those are very large tits you have Miss Marlowe," said the minister watching her cleavage intently. "Do you mind if I call you Jennifer? I didn't think so," he hurried on without waiting for her reply. "What size is your bust Jennifer?" 

"44DD," said Jennifer as she slipped her blouse off and undid her skirt to stand there in her black satin bra and panties. The bulge in the good (hah!) reverend's pants was looking like a tent pole now and he was rubbing it as he watched her undress. Jennifer unhooked her bra and let her tits tumble into view and she heard the minister gasp with excitement. Finally, Jennifer slipped off her panties and stood there naked for his lusting inspection. 

"You are best looking slut I have ever seen," whispered the reverend as he continued to rub his erection through his pants. "You don't mind being called a slut do you my dear?" 

He paused to let her answer and Jennifer could only whisper a shameful "No, I don't mind being called a slut." 

"No, I expect not," said the reverend. "I suspect you even rather like being called a slut. After all, who but a slut would ride naked through the town?" 

"Yes, only a slut," Jennifer agreed sadly. 

"Good, I am glad we agree on you being a slut," said reverend Southerby and he relaxed in the chair. "Now my dear, I want you to run your hands over those big titties of yours and then lift them to your mouth and kiss them. Jennifer blushed but started to do what he commanded. "By the way my dear little slut, I took that picture of you with the camera hidden in this flower" and he indicated the rose on his lapel. "I also have been using it to take pictures of your little strip. I am looking so forward to having them developed." 

Jennifer wanted to bristle in outrage, but there was nothing she could do but run her hands over her rounded melons and down her stomach to her hips and back up again. Then she took each of her large breasts one at a time and raised them to her mouth where she kissed and licked them." 

"Now lie on the floor and play with your pussy," ordered the reverend and Jennifer meekly complied. She stretched out on the rug and began to slip two fingers into her pussy and finger herself while he leered at her. Her clit was hard and she could not help but let out a soft moan of pleasure as she diddled herself in front of the minister. 

"Ahhh, you are such a fine little whore," murmured the reverend. "Now crawl over here on your hands and knees and tell me how much you want to suck my cock." 

Disgusted, but unable to do anything about it, Jennifer crawled across the rug to the chair, her big tits hanging down invitingly. When she reached the reverend, she put one hand on his bulge and began to rub it. He gave out a moan and pulled her head down to kiss the erection through his pants. 

"Now beg for it," he ordered her. 

Jennifer swallowed her pride along with her disgust and looking up into his eyes began to ask to suck his cock, telling him how much she wanted his manhood in her mouth. Finally, as if doing her a great favor, he nodded his head and told her she could unzip him. Trying not to let her true feelings show, Jennifer undid his belt and button and pulled down the zipper so she could reach inside his pants and pull out his throbbing cock into view. A drop of precum oozed out the end and onto her hand. Jennifer shuddered as she felt the sticky liquid on her fingers." 

"Mmmm your hands feel so nice wrapped around my cock," said the minister with another leer that made Jennifer feel like a two dollar whore which was just about what she was she thought. "Now suck on it slut. I want to see those pretty lips of yours stretched around my cock!" 

Jennifer meekly bowed her head as if in prayer and slipped the dribbling cock into her mouth and began to blow him. His cock was already leaking large amounts of precum and it lubricated it so well that it easily slid down her throat and she began to bob her head up and down on his shaft. 

"You are suck a good little cock sucking slut," murmured Reverend Southerby and he rested his hand on the top of her head, pushing it down onto his cock even more. "I love watching those big boobs of yours jiggling up and down as you suck me!" 

Jennifer tried to ignore his crude words and concentrate on sucking his cock so that he would cum and then maybe leave her in peace. She clamped her lips tight around his shaft and licked it with her tongue as he slid it in and out of her mouth, fucking her face. 

"Ahhhhhhh my dear, I am going to cum," moaned the reverend. "I want to see my cum shoot all over you face." He pulled his dick out of her mouth with a popping sound and with just another stroke of his hand, his cock exploded and shot huge was of cum onto Jennifer's face where it ran down in rivulets fell onto her breasts. "What a good little cock sucking slut," he whispered and he wiped his cock on her face. "Say cheese my dear" he commanded and touched his flower one more time. Jennifer heard a click and knew he had just taken a close-up of her with his cum running down her face. 

The reverend sighed mightily and put his cock away, leaving Jennifer kneeling on rug naked in front of him. "Well my dear, I will be sure and tell the librarian and anyone else who askes that I came to see you and I am certain that it was not you on that horse. No one will question my word of course. Though," and he paused significantly. "I will probably have to come back and pay you another visit to be sure." 

"Of course," said Jennifer softly and she watched as the reverend got up and walked down the hall to the cursed door and out. After the door had closed behind him, she slipped to the door and tried it, only to find it as impossible to open as ever. Around her, she thought she could hear voices laughing. Apparently, the demons had liked her little show. 

Jennifer retired early that night, hoping vainly to sleep through the midnight creaking and thunderstorms that came out of clear skies. She was, however, wakened just after midnight with the expected noises in far off places of the house. She tried for a while to block the noises with a pillow over her ears but the noises just got louder and louder and only subsided back into gentle creaking when she got out of bed and padded nude down the stairs to the main floor. Samantha had called it correctly, the noises were coming from the kitchen. Jennifer crept up to the swing doors that led into the kitchen then stepped boldly through them expecting to see some huge membered demon waiting for her. She saw nothing. 

Jennifer blinked and looked again. Well not nothing, but nothing terribly alarming. On the stove there was a large pot with something simmering in it. It smelled sweet like chocolate and when she walked over and peered inside, she saw she was right. It was a fudgy looking chocolate sauce and very tasty too she thought as she dipped her finger cautiously into it. To her surprise it was just pleasantly warm to the touch despite the boiling glooping sounds it was making. 

"Nice ass!" 

"Nice tits!" 

"Nice pussy!" 

Jennifer heard the voices and whirled around, still unable to see anyone. Perhaps the comments came from another invisible demon like Hlar and Hlox? 

"Nah, we ain't invisible," came a scornful voice. "We're just small and hiding." With that a small figure, about a foot and a half tall slipped out from behind her canisters. As Jennifer watched in astonishment, more and more of the small creatures slipped into view from where they had been hiding. Creatures was the right word. They had two arms and legs, but their skin was a warty looking green with big hooked noses and pointed ears and teeth. 

"Who are you? What are you," said Jennifer as she crossed her arms over her breasts in a vain attempt to hide them from the leering creatures. The look they had on their faces reminded her unpleasantly of the Reverend Andrew Southerby though at least these things didn't pretend to be pious and holy whiledemanding that you suck their cocks. In fact, despite their leering at her naked body, she wondered what there was too worry about from such small creatures who could not possibly have cocks big enough to threaten her with. 

"Oh you will be surprised girl," said the first creature who had appeared. "My name is Taz, and we are the Kitchen Goblins. We are related to the demons you met under the stairs, but we are much nicer than them!" 

"Really?" said Jennifer. "You mean you don't want to fuck my brains out like them?" 

"Oh sure, we are going to do that," nodded Taz, "but we will do it with much more style! It was real nice of you to try our special sauce there on the stove though. It makes things a not simpler." 

"Simpler?" asked a puzzled Jennifer. 

"A lot simpler," adreed Taz. "One taste of that stuff and you will do anything anyone tells you to for several hours which is long enough for us all to have a lot of fun with you." 

"I don't think so," said an indignant Jennifer and she turned to walk out of the kitchen. 

"Stop right there slut, and go lie down on the table," snapped Taz. To her total shock, Jennifer did exactly what she was told and stretched out naked on the kitchen table. She watched as the kitchen goblins scrambled up on the table and began to rub their tiny hands all over her body. They were not very big, but there were a lot of them and they caressed and prodded her all over. This is not that bad, she thought as she lay there, but then she saw Taz and several other of the goblins carrying the pot of warm chocolate sauce towards her. 

"Stop! What are you doing with that?" she called out and tried to move but couldn't. Taz grinned at her and put the pot down beside her. He took a big ladle that was handed to him and spooned some onto Jennifer's tits. The liquid was just warm and it oozed and spread over Jennifer's boobs almost like it was alive. It tingled where it touched her skin and she gasped. Taz grinned some more and dolloped some more of the fudgy stuff on her tits then her stomach and legs and all over until she was pretty much covered in the stuff. 

"Come and get her boys," Taz called out and the two dozen or more kitchen goblins swarmed over Jennifer and began to lick the fudge from her body. Jennifer gasped as several of them began to suck and lick on her big melons while another practically had his head buried in her pussy while he "ate" her out. Taz continued to splatter more of the warm sweet liquid on her naked body and Jennifer realized that the creatures were all now naked and rubbing themselves against her body. The sensation was quite electric as two dozen small hard cocks slid against her skin. Small? Jennifer blinked. For such small creatures, their cocks were bigger than she expected. Oh sure they were not 12 inch monsters like the demons under the stairs but they were disproportionably out of size with their small bodies and averaged three to four inches long. 

When Jennifer blinked again, she found that Taz's cock was rubbing on her lips as he perched on her chest gazing down at her. "Open up Jenny pooh and take my cock in your slutty little mouth!" With the sauce still making her do whatever she was told, Jennifer opened her mouth wide and Taz slipped his not so little cock into her gaping mouth. "Hey boys, there is room for more than one in here" Taz called out and a humiliated Jennifer watched two more of the kitchen goblins crawl up to her face and slide their cocks inside her mouth so she was sucking three of them off at the same time. 

While the rest of the pack rubbed their cocks all over her chocolate covered body, Taz and the other two goblins fucked her face. "What a nice mouth you have Jennifer," moaned Taz, "I am going to have to cum in it!" While appalled, Jennifer was not as frightened as she had been with some of her other attackers. These little cocks could not produce much cum she figured. She was shocked then when Taz exploded and what seemed like a gallon of warm sticky cum flooded her mouth and gurgled out the sides. 

"We is magical sweety," shouted Taz with glee. "We may not have the biggest cocks, but we produce three times the cum of the stair demons!" 

Three times? was all that Jennifer could process and she couldn't say anything because her mouth was filled with the thick cum that she tried to swallow. She was just starting to get her mouth empty enough to mount a decent scream when the next two goblins erupted in her mouth and she thought she might drown in their cum. Jennifer swallowed it hurriedly but huge gobs of it covered her face and hair and tits. It was then she recalled that there were at least two dozen of these things rubbing their cocks on her body and if they all came like these three...... 




The Haunted House Ch. 06



"Oh don't worry," said Taz cheerfully deliberately misreading the look on Jennifer's face. "We can all cum four or five times easily. You won't run out of cum!" 

Jennifer wailed in her mind as the creature's words struck home and then the goblins began to cum. In a few seconds she was literally swimming in a sea of goblin cum. Taz grinned wildly at her and began to spoon more of the fudge sauce onto her body. "Come on girl," he ordered her, "lick some of that cum and chocolate off your titties!" Totally disgusted, Jennifer had to do as she was told and found herself licking the weird mixture from her boobs while the goblins cackled and laughed...and got hard again. 

"We might not be big enough to fuck your pussy Jennifer," said Taz as she slurped up the cum and chocolate mixture from her tits, "but you will do it for us!" With that he produced a large English cucumber and slid the thick vegetable into Jennifer's pussy. "Now fuck yourself with it dear," he ordered her, and Jennifer began to push and pull the long green thing in and out of her cunt. The goblins collapsed into convulsions of laughter as they watched the busty blonde lie spread eagled on the kitchen table and fucking herself with the cucumber. 

"What a whore you are Jennifer" cried Taz and the other goblins took up the' chant of "whore whore whore" as she finally brought herself to a huge climax. 

"Now put it in your mouth dear and taste your own juices," ordered Taz and Jennifer had no choice but to obey, sucking on the vegetable as if it was a cock, tasting her own pussy juices clinging to it. 

That set the goblins to cackling again and it was time for round two of her fucking. Taz had not been idly boasting about the amount of cum and how many times that the kitchen goblins could cum. During the rest of the night they all dumped four or five loads of cum on her body so that in places the stuff was almost an inch thick. She had drunk down a gallon or two of their jizm and every time things threatened to flag, Taz would throw some more of the warm chocolate mixture onto her body and the goblins would go wild again in an orgy of activity, rubbing their cocks on her cum splattered body. 

When the demons were finally done and slipping away as dawn lighted the sky, Taz stopped long enough to tell her what a good cum slut she had been and that he had left the recipe for the sauce on the counter. 

End Of Chapter 7



The Haunted House Ch. 07



Chapter 7 - The Library

Jennifer woke to find herself still naked on the kitchen table, her body covered in the mixture of cum and chocolate that the kitchen goblins had covered her in. Yuck, she thought as she tried to get up. The stuff had dried to an almost glue like texture and she finally managed to free herself with a squishy sound. Their cum formed a thick layer on her body and she sloshed upstairs to the bathroom where it took an extra long shower and the soothing touch of Hlar and Hlox to relax her. Finally Jennifer fell into bed and slept until the sun once more reached its highpoint in the sky and the bright sunlight through her bedroom window woke her. 

After her brunch, Jennifer took stock of her situation. The arrival of the reverend had almost made her forget about Samantha's last entry in her diary. Samantha had mentioned an old librarian who seemed to know something about what was going on in the house when Samantha had been the prisoner. Now over a hundred years later there was another old librarian who seemed had twice made remarks that indicated a similar knowledge of Jennifer's situation. Coincidence? Somehow, Jennifer did not think so and she had to find out what the librarian knew. Perhaps the woman knew some way to set her free. I need to talk to her thought Jennifer, but damned if I am going to go see that sick statue and blow it so I can go into town. Jennifer picked up the phone and after checking the phone book, dialed the number for the Palmerville Public Library. 

"Palmermille Public Library, Miss Sherman speaking. How may I help you?" came the voice Jennifer wanted to hear from the other end of the phone line. 

"Miss Sherman, this Jennifer Marlowe. I own, what I believe you called the Godiva place. Do you remember me?" 

"Oh of course my dear," said the old woman. "I could never forget a," and she paused for a second, "face like yours." 

The pause and the emphasis that the old woman put on face made Jennifer more certain than ever that Miss Sherman knew something about what was going on and had seen her Lady Godiva act. 

"Miss Sherman, there have been some strange things happening in this house and I have the feeling that you can tell me more about them?" asked Jennifer. 

"Oh my yes my dear," replied Miss Sherman. "Why don't you come down to the library and we can discuss it?" 

"Umm, couldn't you tell me on the phone? I really don't feel like coming into town today. I think I am coming down with a sore throat," pleaded Jennifer trying to avoid another visit to the statue in the garden and the price she would have to pay for her freedom. 

"Oh I am sorry dear, but it will have to be in person," replied the librarian in voice that implied it knew exactly why Jennifer wanted to talk on the phone. "I am sure that you can find something for that throat of yours." With that the phone went dead and Jennifer sat there for several seconds in despair. Perhaps Samantha might be able to give her some clue in her diary entry for the day she thought. If nothing else, it would let her postpone her upcoming humiliation in the garden for a few minutes so she could gather her courage. With shaking hands, she opened the diary and read the new day's entry. 

Oh my dear sweet Jennifer, I am so sorry for what you went through last night with the kitchen goblins. It took me hours to wash all that cum and chocolate off me when they were doing using me for their fun. I hope Taz left you the recipe for their concoction. You may find a use for it as I did." 

Jennifer blinked and then remembered Taz's parting words about leaving the recipe on the counter. Putting down the book, Jennifer went and fetched it. Sitting back on the couch to read, Jennifer flushed red as she read the contents. The ingredients for this recipe were not available in Jennifer's cupboard and she could not imagine anything that would make her so desperate as to try and collect them, yet obviously Samantha had done so and she might well be forced to follow suit, a thought that made her shudder. Turning back to the book, Jennifer found little of comfort in Samantha's next words. 

It is vital that you go and see the librarian. She may have the key to your escape. I know that the price exacted by the statue is horrid, but it must be borne. Today I am afraid that you must visit two libraries, the one in town and tonight your rendezvous with the perverted denizens of this house will be in the house library. I wish I could tell you how to avoid the degradation you will face tonight, but I fear there is no way to do that. 

Jennifer closed the book with a sigh. She wondered why she bothered to read Samantha's diary some days as all it did was make her stomach twist in dread waiting for her nightly ordeal. Today looked like a real winner. She must go perform the disgusting ritual in the garden, try to get some information out of the librarian then at midnight something foul was going to happen to her in the library and all that followed by another Lady Godiva ride through town. Marvelous. 

Jennifer started to remover her clothes as she stepped out the door into the garden. She kicked off her shoes and left them on the back step, and then a trail of clothes hit the ground as she walked down the path towards the clearing. She was totally naked when she stepped into the clearing and heard the statue greet her in its now familiar gravelly voice. 

"Hello there slut, I knew you would have to come see me again. You love the taste of my cock don't you whore?" 

"Yes," agreed Jennifer, trying to hide her disgust at the names the thing called her and the act she had to perform. The best thing seemed to go along with the thing and get it over with. "I am a cock sucking slut, and I want your cock in my mouth." 

"Then get under me and start sucking Jennifer," said the gravelly voice and she saw its large cock twitch in anticipation. Jennifer slid herself under the horse / statue and promptly wrapped her mouth around the huge meat that dangled down into her face. "Oooooo yeah bitch, suck me good," said the statue laughing as it watched its cock slide in and out of her lips. "Mmmm that feels so good slut, now wrap those big warm boobs around it too." Jennifer did as she was ordered, wrapping her bountiful 44DD boobs about the big horse dick and the precum from it soon lubricated a path between her tits as it kept sliding in and out of her mouth. Jennifer flicked her tongue around the huge cock head and sucked on it like a cheap whore. she seemed to be getting better with all the practice she was getting at sucking cock because she could take more and more of the huge dick into her mouth, more than she could when she started. She now had the whole length of the horse cock buried in her throat without hardly any gagging at all. "Oh yeah baby," moaned the statue as it fucked her face, "you are getting so much better at sucking cock. You are way better at it now than a professional hooker." 

Where once Jennifer would have been totally devastated to hear herself described like that, she was now used to it and almost if she was honest with herself, liking it. She smiled up at the horse / statue and redoubled her efforts on its cock, licking up and down the shaft. "You little cock sucking whore, you want my cum don't you?" asked the statue as it moaned and swayed. Jennifer couldn't speak with the huge slab of cock meat in her mouth, but she answered it by bobbing her head faster up and down the thick cock, wrapping her lips as tight as she could. She was rewarded a few moments later by the surge of cum that she felt traveling up the shaft and then exploding into her slutty mouth. Blast after blast of the warm sticky cum shot into her mouth and over her face and tits. 

Jennifer gobbled it down and then smeared some on her nearby panties and hung them over the huge horse dong. Gathering the rest of her clothes, Jennifer waked back to the house. Before stopping to clean the cum from her face, she went to the kitchen and found a jar. She then spat the huge gob of cum that she had kept in her mouth into the jar and closed it. I have the first ingredient in the recipe, she thought as she prepared to go into town and that was the easy one to get! 

A few minutes later, Jennifer was in her car and speeding into town. She couldn't help but reach between her legs now and then and rub herself.  She had not bothered to replace the panties and when her fingers came away wet, she licked them off. 

When Jennifer reached town, she found a spot near the library and parked. As she was getting out, she heard a few wolf whistles and glanced across the street. There was a gang of young boys lounging there and looking at her intently. Jennifer thought that some of them looked like the boys she had seen during her last Lady Godiva ride but she could not be sure. She felt their eyes burning into her, undressing her to compare her to the naked woman on the horse and she quickly fled into the library. 

"Why hello dear," said Miss Sherman when she saw Jennifer enter. "I see you found something to put down that pretty throat of yours and make it all better." 

Jennifer blushed at the suggestive comment but plastered a smile on her face as she looking around saw a few other people among the dusty shelves. "Is there some place we can go to talk in private?" she asked the librarian. 

"We can go to the back room where I repair books dear and have a nice private chat." said the old woman and she gestured for the blonde to follow her. 

When they were alone, Jennifer could not contain herself any longer and burst out with her questions. "Who are you? How much do you really know about what is happening to me up at that house?" 

"How much do I know," smiled Miss Sherman, "Well, my dear. Let's put it this way. I bet you are not wearing any panties because you had to leave them back at the house." 

Jennifer blazed with anger. "You knew what I had to do to get here and yet you still made me come?" 

"Now, now, don't get angry girl," admonished the librarian. "I know you like sucking on that big horse cock. I have enjoyed watching you get fucked every night." 

"Watching me? How on earth could you do that?" cried Jennifer. 

The librarian smiled and produced a white crystal globe from under the counter. It shimmered and when the old woman passed her hand over it, it cleared and Jennifer could see a clear picture of herself as she had been last night, spread eagled and naked on the kitchen table fucking herself with a cucumber while the kitchen goblins shot cum all over her body. 

"I am so glad I got the playback upgrade for this thing," Miss Sherman laughed. "I bet if I dubbed these scenes onto tape, or posted them on the Internet, I could make a lot of money don't you think?" 

Jennifer stared in shock at the picture of herself sucking the cum and chocolate from her tits and cringed. "What do you want" she finally asked in a hoarse voice. 

"Oh, I will want something from you at some point my dear," said the old woman, "but for the moment I am content knowing that you know someone is watching you get fucked every night like the slut you are. My, my I am looking forward to tonight. Now take this with you dear and run along. You will need it for tonight and if you give me a good enough show, well I may even decide to help you escape." With that the librarian handed Jennifer a book. Jennifer looked at it and flipped it open. It was totally blank. Oh great, she thought yet another book with invisible writing. 

"Oh no my dear, this book truly is blank. You will learn why tonight. Happy fucking." With that Jennifer found herself being shooed out of the library and soon found herself blinking in the bright sunlight. 

"There is the slut!" came a shrill voice that broke into Jennifer's reverie and she looked around to see three middle aged women bearing down on her. 

"I beg your pardon?" Jennifer asked the lead woman as she came up to Jennifer and began to harangue her. "What are you talking about?" 

"Don't try and deny it you cheap whore," blustered the woman. "We know you are the tramp who is riding through town stark naked on that horse. We don't want your kind around here. The other members of the women's church circle executive," and she gestured to the other two women, "are going to see that you are run out of town. We might even strip you naked and tar and feather you, but then you might just like that kind of thing! The good Reverend Southerby tried to tell us that we were mistaken and that it could not be you, but the sweet man can never see bad in anyone." 

"I am sure I don't know what you are talking about!" cried Jennifer as she scrambled into her car and drove off to taunts of "whore", "slut" and "tramp" from the women. Jennifer stopped to pick up some groceries and mail, but at every stop there were people staring at her and whispering snide comments. It seemed she had blown the reverend for no good reason, as everyone in town seemed to know or think they knew she was the midnight Lady Godiva. On that basis alone she was called a whore and a slut. What if they knew all the other things that she had done? What if they knew what she had had to do just to come into town? Unable to stand the public shame any longer, Jennifer hurried back to the house well before sunset. For a fleeting moment, she thought about trying to stay past sunset if only to give the townspeople a real show when the horse mounted her in the town square. If she was going to be vilified as a slut, she might as well live the part she thought for just a moment before fear filled her heart. No! How could she even be thinking of letting that demon beast take her in public. Almost wild with panic, Jennifer stumbled into the house and stood with her back to the closed door breathing hard and shivering with shame. She had to escape, she had to get out of this town before she went mad! 

Jennifer passed the rest of the day in futile plans of escape. The librarian seemed to be a witch or at least have some type of supernatural powers. What would it take to convince the woman to help her thought Jennifer. She wondered if the old woman lusted after her body as everyone and everything else seemed to.  The idea of making love to the wrinkled old woman sent a shudder of revulsion through Jennifer, but then she had been fucked by much worse over the last several days so if that was what it took, she would do it. The fact that she could even consider doing it with the old woman made Jennifer ashamed of herself, but she was determined to do whatever it took to free herself from this house. 

As midnight approached, Jennifer decided that she would not fight it tonight. She undressed and put on only her near see through robe and taking the blank book that the librarian had given her, she went meekly to the library on the main floor when the clock struck midnight. Hickory dickory dock, mumbled Jennifer to herself. Here goes Jennifer to get fucked. The library lights were out when she got there, only the moonlight streamed in through the large windows to light the room and a flick of the light switch failed to do anything more than produce a clicking sound. She wandered around the room, examining the shelves of books and the badly outdated globe that stood on a side table. She had not been in this room much since her arrival and she should examine it more closely when she got the chance. Many of the books on the shelves dealt with magic and witchcraft, possibly there might be something in them that might help her escape. Other books had erotic and sexual sounding names like "Succubi I Have Known". 

Perhaps Samantha was mistaken about tonight thought Jennifer with a slight feeling of hope after several minutes had passed and no horrible demons had yet leapt out to rape her. 

Creak. 

Jennifer whirled around at the sound and saw that there was someone sitting in the large leather chair behind the desk. The creak had been the sound of the chair turning around to face her. A shadowy robed figured sat there watching her. Jennifer could see almost nohting of the figure because of the hood, but two eyes glowed with blue fire and watched her carefully. 

"Welcome to the library Jennifer," it spoke at last in a voice like dry paper rustling. "I am the Archivist, and I am your guide for the evening." 

"My guide?" asked Jennifer, clutching her robe tight to her body. "Where are we going? I am hardly dressed for a trip." 

The archivist gave a mirthless laugh. "When has that ever mattered in this house? Your trip, however, is into your mind, into your soul, into your dreams. I see you have brought the book S...she gave you. Good. Sit down in that chair and open it."  

For a second, Jennifer thought that the Archivist had been about to say a name and had changed it to "she" after a stutter. Whose name had he almost said and why did he not want her to know it? She would have to puzzle that out later though because the Archivist gestured her impatiently towards the chair again. 

"The book is empty, totally blank," said Jennifer sitting down. The lamp beside her came on to provide her with enough light to see the book clearly. 

"Take another look," ordered the Archivist and Jennifer opened the cover. She gasped in shock, because even as she watched letters and words being written on the page at a furious rate in a dark black ink. "The book is magical," said her guide. "It will record all your adventures in this house in exquisite detail. Not just what happened to you, but your innermost thoughts, desires and fantasies." 

Jennifer gasped again and turned back to the book. The Archivist was right! The words on the pages were being written in the first person. It was not only a description of what she had done, but it described what she was thinking as it was done to her. There in the book was captured her shame and humiliation as the teddy bear raped her that first night. It also recorded, however, the thrill it had given her, the excitement and the passion it had stirred in her as it spread her legs and slipped its cock into her. All the other midnight encounters were recorded in similar sordid detail. The book even recorded her thoughts of the afternoon when she had been tempted to delay returning to the house so that the statue might take her and her thoughts about making love to the librarian if she had to. 

"Do not delude yourself my dear," said the Archivist. "There is no escape. The librarian is no friend of yours and is merely using you for her own entertainment. It amuses us to let her watch you every night, but she is a frail and weak creature compared to the least of us. No, you will stay in the house and service us all until the day you die and we can keep you young forever so that we will enjoy your body as no woman has ever been enjoyed and taken before." 

Jennifer quailed at his words, but there was perhaps a flaw in them. If they could do what they said, then what had happened to Samantha Lee? If they could keep Jennifer young forever, could they not have done the same for Samantha. She was certain they would have and in that case, where was Samantha? She must somehow have escaped these creatures and if she could, then there was still hope for Jennifer to do the same. Wisely, she kept these thoughts to herself and merely asked the Archivist what he wanted with her. 

"As I said my dear, I am your guide. Tonight we are going to explore one of your most deviant fantasies and expose you to the thoughts you have never dared to admit that you have." 

"And how do we do that?" asked Jennifer in a shaking voice. 

"Simple my dear," said the Archivist and he stood up. His robe fell to the floor and Jennifer got her first good look at him. He was humanoid, but certainly not human. Besides the glowing blue yes, his skin was totally hairless and a shining ivory in color. Between his legs was a long thin cock that was already erect and pointing at Jennifer. "This is my staff of enlightenment," said the Archivist as he gestured towards his erect cock. "Once you wrap your mouth around it, you will be taken on a tour of your innermost dark fantasies." 




The Haunted House Ch. 07



Under other circumstances, Jennifer might have laughed at the overly dramatic words. His boast was hardly any different than a dozen or more men she had dated who has wanted her to go down on their "magnificent shafts". Sighing slightly, Jennifer knew that this was one rod that she had to go down on and she dropped her robe to the floor to stand there naked. The archivist smiled and its cock grew another inch or two in length as she crossed to him and grasped his member in her soft hands. Sinking to her knees, Jennifer opened her mouth and engulfed the head of the ivory colored dick. It was cool and smooth and then before she could do anything more, the Archivist grabbed the back of her head and pulled her mouth down onto his cock until all 12 inches of it was buried deep in her throat. Jennifer gagged and found it hard to breathe for a few seconds. 

"Relax my dear and let your mind go," commanded the Archivist. "We are going to travel to your innermost soul." Everything went black for a second and then Jennifer could hear the faint sound s of many voices getting louder and louder. 

"Give us an S" 

"S" 

"Give us an L" 

"L" 

"Give us a U" 

"U" 

"Give us a T" 

"T" 

Jennifer opened her eyes and looked about. She wished she had kept them shut. She knew in an instant where she was. She was in the Midville High gym in her home town. As she looked around the packed bleachers, she saw all her family and friends seated there watching her. 

"What does that spell? 

"SLUT" roared everyone in the gym in answer. 

"What is Jennifer?" 

"A SLUT!" roared everyone again. Looking around in confusion, Jennifer saw the cheerleaders jiggling up and down as they led the crowd in a cheer. Jennifer knew all the cheerleaders, including her best friend Lucy. It had been Lucy who had been leading the SLUT cheer. Only after taking this all in did Jennifer take note of her own situation. She was dressed in one of her old school girl outfits. A prim white blouse and light blue skirt with white ankle socks and running shoes. It was not a provocative outfit, but it still did little to hide the large breasts that Jennifer had had, even back in high school. The large size of he tits had made he the subject of many stares from the boys and catty remarks from the girls about the blonde big boobed bimbo. Jennifer had tried to ignore those comments but they had always hurt her to hear them. The next thing Jennifer realized was that she was somehow suspended off the floor with her hands over her head and her feet just brushing the gym floor. When she looked up, she could not see a rope or any other restraint, but she dangled there with her arms over her head and listened to the cheerleaders inciting the crowd into calling her a slut. 

When the wild cheering finally subsided a bit, a figure stepped forward with a microphone. Jennifer recognized her immediately as Wanda Williams, the dark haired school principal. "Wanton Wanda" was the nickname the students had had for the female principal. There were a lot of rumors among the students about which male teachers she had fucked and even a few about some of the other female teachers. 

"Thank you all for coming," said Principal Williams with a big smile on her face. "We are always happy to have one of our former sluts come home so we can enjoy her!" The crowd cheered again and Wanda walked over to Jennifer as she dangled there and cupped one of the blonde's tits through her white blouse. "Now who is the first contestant to come forward and fuck this whore? she called out to the assembled throng in the gym. 

Jennifer gasped. "No, please don't do this!" 

Wanda laughed and copped another feel before repeating her question to the cheers of everyone in the gym. "I want first crack at the whore," said a loud male voice and Jennifer quivered as she recognized the voice and the man climbing down out of the bleachers. Mr. Armstrong had been one of her favorite teachers. He had taught her Chemistry and she had even had a bit of a crush on him. He was a handsome black man and that had been part of the attraction. "She was always teasing everyone with those big titties of hers," said Mr. Armstrong as he stopped in front of the astounded Jennifer and leered at her. "Now, I think we all want to see those tits don't we?" 

"YES," roared the crowd and Mr. Armstrong smiled and ripped open the front of Jennifer's white blouse so her big tits spilled into view. "Not even a bra," he called out, "only a slut doesn't wear a bra!" The crowd roared its agreement and he ripped off the tatters of her blouse and then her skirt. "No panties either," he pointed and Jennifer hung her head in shame as she was now totally nude except for her white anklets and runners. 

"I think the little white whore would like to suck a black cock," called out Mr. Armstrong much to the delight of the crowd who started to chant "suck his cock slut" over and over again. Principal Williams smiled broadly at this suggestion and gestured towards Jennifer who suddenly felt whatever was holding her wrists give way and she fell to her knees on the gym floor. "Look the little slut is already down on her knees," shouted Mr. Armstrong and the crowd laughed even louder. "I bet she would like to suck a big hard black cock. Wouldn't you Jennifer" 

"No, please Mr. Armstrong," sobbed Jennifer. "I always admired you. Please don't do this to me!" 

"Admired?" scoffed Mr. Armstrong looking at the naked white girl kneeling in front of him. "Admired? You thought you were too good for me. You enjoyed wearing those tight blouses and teasing me. You are nothing but a cock teasing whore, but now you are going to get a big dose of black cock."  With that Mr. Armstrong undid his pants and pulled out his huge thick black cock and slapped Jennifer in the face with it. "Now tell me how much you want to suck my cock you white whore!" he roared at her and grabbed Jennifer by her blonde hair and held her face up so she was staring his monster cock in the eye so to speak. 

Trying to appease him, Jennifer stuttered "Y...yes, I am a s slut. I want to suck your big black dick." 

The crowd roared with laughter and Mr. Armstrong looked around the gym then back at Jennifer. "Ok slut," he sneered "open wide then and say ahhhhhh!"  Jennifer's mouth gape open obediently and Mr. Armstrong rammed his cock into her soft mouth as the crowd cheered. Roughly he grabbed the back of her head and began to pull her mouth up and down on his black shaft fucking her face at a furious pace that left her gasping and choking for air. 

"Slut, slut, slut," chanted the crowd as Mr. Armstrong raped her face roughly. There was nothing Jennifer could do as she knelt there on the cold gym floor dressed in only her socks and runners as her former teacher slid his thick dick in and out of her mouth. Finally with a great cry, Mr. Armstrong came and a gusher of cum flooded into Jennifer's mouth and flowed out the sides onto her tits. Mr. Armstrong took his cock out as it continued to spurt and shot load after sticky load onto her face while the crowd roared its approval. Finally he wiped his dripping cock on her face and made her lick it clean before putting it back in his pants. 

As Mr. Armstrong turned away and went back to his seat in the bleachers, Principal Williams came over to the stunned Jennifer and dipped her finger into the cum trickling down her chin and tasted it. "Ooooo very nice tasting Mr. Armstrong," she called out. "Now does anyone want to help me clean the slut off for the next session?" 

"I will," said a voice and again Jennifer gasped in shock as her best friend Lucy stepped forward and began to strip off her cheerleader outfit. Jennifer watched in horror as Wanton Wanda also started to peel off her clothes. The two were soon naked and they pushed Jennifer down onto the wood floor and began to lick the cum off her tits and face. 

Jennifer's mind reeled as she watched her best friend licking the cum off her boobs assisted by the school principal in a gym where everyone she knew watched and cheered. Lucy was a very perky dark haired girl. Her tits were no match for Jennifer's large melons, but they were perfectly shaped and as Jennifer watched she rubbed her nipples in the puddles of cum on Jennifer's tits and moaned. Then Wanda was kissing Jennifer on the mouth and Jennifer could taste the cum that the woman had rubbed on her lips as they kissed. Wanda's tongue slid inside Jennifer's mouth like a snake and twisted around Jennifer's tongue. Noooooo! Jennifer screamed in her mind as she was lesbian raped in public while people cheered. Nooooo! Jennifer screamed in her mind as she felt a mouth start to lick at her pussy and knew it was her best friend Lucy. Her protests and struggling grew weaker and weaker as the pleasure began to mount. Her body writhed on the gym floor under the attack of the two women and the crowd went wild watching her give in and enjoy the sensations that pounded through her body and brought her closer and closer to a climax. 

When the two women finally stopped their licking and crawled off Jennifer's nude body, she cried out in frustration at not having cum. "Please, please don't stop," she begged them. "I need to cum so bad." 

"Do you hear the slut begging for it?" asked Wanda standing up with a huge smile on her face. 

"Yes, we hear the slut," shouted the crowd in unison. 

Wanda turned back to Jennifer and asked her "Do you really want to cum slut?" 

"Yes," whispered Jennifer. 

"I can't hear you!" said Wanda holding the microphone closer. "Tell us all again in a nice loud voice what a slut you are and that you want to cum. Tell us you will fuck anyone who can make you cum!" 

With tears of both shame and lust in her eyes Jennifer took the microphone and cried into it "I am a cock sucking slut. I want to cum so bad. I will fuck anyone who will make me cum like the whore I am!" 

The crowd ate it up and Wanda looked aruund the gym. "So who is our next contestant on Jennifer is a cum slut?" she asked. 

"That would be us," said a man's voice and Jennifer felt her heart stop. Through teary eyes she looked up to see a man and a woman walking towards her across the gym floor." 

"Daddy? Mommy?" she whispered in fear. 

"Yes Jennifer, you bad little slut," said her father as he came up to her. "You have been such a cheap whore for everyone to see, your mother and I thought the least you could do is service us." 

"No, please, oh no please," sobbed Jennifer but the crowd's laughter drowned her out and she wanted to crawl away and die. Her parents had married young and when Jennifer was in her teens, they sere still vigorous and physical. Once Jennifer had come home from school early and had heard her parents making out in their bedroom. She should have left, but she didn't. She had stayed to listen and masturbate. She had cum for the first time listening to her dad fuck her mom. She was being punished for that she thought but then her thoughts were interrupted as she felt her legs being spread apart. She looked up to see her father naked and poised over her. 

"Now be a good little girl and take it like a slut!" he cried and drove his cock into Jennifer's pussy and began to fuck her. Jennifer cried out as he fucked her, making her big tits flop all over the place. "Mmm little girls who cry for no reason need to be taught a lesson," laughed her father and he smiled at something he saw. What it was became apparent a few seconds later as Jennifer's mother sat on Jennifer's face and pushed her wet pussy into Jennifer's mouth to stifle the cries. The crowd rose to new levels of frenzied cheering as her dad fucked her cunt and her mother made her lick her pussy. Jennifer's tongue stabbed into her mother's pussy making the older woman moan with pleasure. To her everlasting shame, Jennifer caught sight of the huge jumbotron screen on the gym wall. Midville High never had anything like it when she was there, but on it she caught a close-up of her tongue licking her mother's pussy for everyone to see. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" moaned Jennifer's mom as her daughter ate her out. "What a good little pussy licking slut I raised. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. How is her pussy dear?" she asked her husband. 

"Tight and wet dear," responded Jennifer's dad as he continued to fuck her. The Jumbotron now showed a picture of his cock sliding in and out of Jennifer's pussy and the crowd roared with renewed enthusiasm. After long minutes of fucking and licking, Jennifer felt her dad suddenly pull out of her and with a great cry he gave his cock a last sroke and splattered a load of cum onto Jennifer's big titties. In slow motion Jennifer could see the cum landing on her boobs and then she felt her mother cum and her face was flooded with her juices. 

When they were done, Jennifer watched them get up and walk away from her, leaving her there naked on the gym floor covered in their jizz. "No, please...Mommy, Daddy come back. I need you!" 

"Don't worry dear," smiled Wanda as she looked down at Jennifer. "You can cum now. Just rub that pussy for us and you can cum." 

Jennifer was past caring now and she lay back on the floor, spread her legs and plunged her fingers into her pussy. She finger fucked herself and rubbed her clit with frenzied motions while the crown cheered once more. On the Jumbotron she could see herself with her legs spread wide and  masturbating. She saw herself larger than life in a loud gym lying naked and playing with herself and she didn't care. Alls he cared about was cumming and finaly to the cheering of the crowd she did with a huge scream that filled the gym. 

With a start Jennifer found herself back in the library with the Archivist's long cock still buried deep in her mouth and as she blinked to regain her composure she felt his cock shudder and he deposited a full load into her mouth. Coughing and gagging, she finally felt his cock slide out and she collapsed to the rug totally drained. It took her several minutes to recover enough to move and look around. When she did, there was no sign of the Archivist. Jennifer staggered to her feet and looked around for the book. She found it on the floor and picked it up. The last words were being written about her experience in the gym and she closed the book with a snap. Jennifer wanted nothing more than to go to bed and try and forget this horrible night, but she still had another duty to perform. With heavy heart she walked out to the garden where the horse stood by the back step waiting for her. On the way though she made a quick stop in the kitchen to deposit a mouthful of the Archivist's cum in her jar. Two down, she thought grimly. 

"Cum my slut," he grated. "You have another show to give tonight. The townspeople are all waiting to see you ride through the town naked like the whore you are." 

Jennifer nodded meekly and mounted the back the stallion and off it tore into the town. The horse appeared to be correct. There were more cries than in her first two rides this time as the horse pounded through the town displaying the naked Jennifer for all to see. When the horse slowed to a stop, Jennifer saw that there was a group of young teenaged boys a dozen yards in front of them. This was the same group who had seen her the first night and the same ones who had stared at her when she went into the library that day. 

"Get off me and go talk to them," commanded the horse. 

"I can't," wailed Jennifer. "Please don't make me do this." 

"Either you get off and talk to them or I will throw you and then fuck you while they watch," roared the demon horse in a voice only she could hear. "Invite them to the house tomorrow," he added as Jennifer whimpered and slid from the horse. Stark naked she walked towards the boys who gaped at her wide eyed with bulges growing in their pants. 

"Hi boys," said Jennifer as calmly as she could manage. "I am just out for a little ride. I hope you enjoyed the view?" 

The boys could do little more than nod their heads as they stared at the big breasted woman standing naked in front of them with what looked like cum drying on her face. 

"Well, I am glad you liked what you saw," said Jennifer forcing a smile onto her face. "You should come by the house tomorrow and visit me. We can all get better acquainted!" With that, her courage failed her and Jennifer turned and walked back to the horse giving her ass a wiggle as she went and mounted. He snorted, reared and rode off back to the house. Jennifer nearly fell off his back when they got home and she crawled inside and upstairs to her bed sobbing. 

End Of Chapter 7.



The Haunted House Ch. 08



Chapter Eight - Pool Party

When Jennifer woke up just after noon, the first thought that popped into her mind was the conclusion to last night's Lady Godiva ride. The thought of how she had walked stark naked over to those young boys and let them ogle her tits while she teased them and invited them to come visit her made her blush with shame. She wanted to just pull the covers up over her head and stay in bed hiding for the rest of the day. She doubted the house would let her though so she might as well get up and get on with the day. With a sigh she got out of bed and went on with her daily routine of showering with Hlar and Hlox, eating a late breakfast / early lunch, and settling down to read the next entry in Samantha Lee's diary. 

Hello Jennifer. I imagine it was hard to get out of bed this morning. Last night, the Archivist made me relive the most horrid fantasy. He claimed it came from the most hidden reaches of my own mind and heaven help me, he was right. After that, the horse made me talk to a bunch of the young boys in town stark naked and invite them to the house today. I am not sure if I can go through with what the house wants me to do, but I doubt I have any choice and neither will you. 

I did learn a couple of things from my talk with the librarian that I can pass on to you. First, I was only partially correct about the significance of All Hallows Eve. That is the only night of the year that escape from the house is possible. If you fail to escape on that night, you will have to undergo another entire year of debasement before you have another chance to escape. After a year of such treatment, however, I wonder if sanity or the will to escape can survive. The second thing that the librarian told me was regarding the recipe that Taz left you. Being a demon he did not tell you the entire truth. The recipe can do what he said, cause any human who partakes of it to have to follow any order given to them until dawn, but it has no effect on demons. The recipe then cannot be used against the demons as you might have hoped, but with the addition of another ingredient, the recipe will provide the key to escaping the house and the demons. It is of the utmost importance therefore that you gather all the ingredients for the recipe, however disgusting that may be. I do not as yet know the nature of the missing ingredient, but I will tell you when I find out. Goodbye for now by darling Jennifer. Today will be a difficult day, but escape is within our reach if only we have the will and the courage to grasp it. 

The recipe sent a shudder through Jennifer. It had been quite simple with only two lines. 

--One mouthful of cum from 13 different demons 

--Add chocolate to taste 

Jennifer had collected two mouthfuls so far, one from the horse demon and one from the Archivist. She would have to collect 11 more mouthfuls in the next few days and then hope that Samantha would tell her the missing ingredient. Absentmindedly while she was reading Samantha's diary, Jennifer had slipped her hand under her sun dress, and two fingers into her pussy and was playing with herself as she read. With a start she realized what she was doing and pulled her fingers out of herself. She was rather surprised to see how wet she was. This house was changing her she thought. Slowly but surely it was remolding her in its own twisted image. Jennifer feared Samantha was right and that her will power and sanity would not survive another year in this house if she failed to escape on Halloween. That thought sent a shiver up her back and made her more determined than ever to escape no matter what she had to do in the process. 

Thinking of "no matter what" she thought about the group of boys again. Would they really come to the house? Get real, she scolded herself. A busty naked woman invites an adolescent hormone crazed teenager up to her house for some fun, of course they were going to come! "I could just hide in the house and not answer the doorbell," she mused aloud "and that would be the end of that." 

"That would not be a good idea," said a cold voice. Jennifer nearly jumped out of her dress and stood looking around the room frantically trying to find the source of the voice. 

"Who said that? Where are you?" 

"Who said that? Where are you?" mimicked the cold voice. "You stupid cow, you are in a haunted house filled with demons, who do you think said it? Casper the friendly ghost?" 

Jennifer finally located the source of the voice. It was coming from a painting on the wall over the sofa. It was one of those paintings that looked like the artist had been out of his mind on LSD and very bad LSD at that. There was an eye in the middle of it and some other things, maybe tentacles, maybe scales, maybe fins, and at least half a dozen phallic looking protrusions. 

"Ah, I see you finally noticed me," said the voice. "I must say I really have enjoyed watching some of your antics from my perch here on the wall. You looked so sexy when the reverend blew his big load all over your slutty face. I think I will enjoy defiling you one of these nights!" 

"You don't scare me," rallied Jennifer with just a bit of doubt in her voice. "You are just an ugly looking painting who likes to watch things you shouldn't" 

"Really?" drawled the cold voice. "You never expected to be raped by your teddy bear did you? Oh no my dear, during the day I am not much of a threat to you, but one of these nights I am going to claim your body for my own. You know what they say about realistic paintings? How it is so realistic that the eyes follow you around the room? Well, my eye will not just follow you around the room, it will follow you all over the house until I take you like the dirty little whore that you are!" The maniacal laughter that followed made Jennifer shiver, and she had always laughed at the grade B horror movies where the villain did that. Being trapped in a grade XXX horror movie seemed to be taking the fun out of things. 

Jennifer edged towards the doorway, but the voice broke off its laughter and in a icy tone told her to come back. Jennifer tried her best not to obey, but her body had other ideas and she found herself standing in front of the sofa and looking at the picture. "I am not totally powerless during the day my dear," said the painting with a smirk in its voice. Could a painting smirk? Could it leer? The picture sure seemed to be doing that right now. "Take off that dress my dear. I want you to lie down on the couch and play with yourself until you cum while I watch. I want you to know that you are being watched. I want you to know that one night I will come for you and lie awake in fear wondering if it will be tonight!" 

Jennifer found she was quite powerless to do anything but what she was told. She suspected that this painting might be one of the more powerful demons n the house and even in the full light of day, she could not disobey it. Her fingers slipped under the straps of the sun dress she was wearing and the garment collapsed to a heap on the floor. Jennifer had not put on a bra or panties and she was now standing naked in front of the leering picture. The air in the room seemed much cooler suddenly than it had seemed moments before and it made her nipples harden and she blushed with shame. Jennifer ran her hands over her curvy form, caressing her breasts and then trailing them down her thighs and between her legs. She was very wet and again she blushed as she laid down on the couch with her legs spread wide so the painting had a good view of her pussy. Two fingers slipped inside and a soft moan escaped her lips as she began to play with herself, all the time keenly aware of the painting looking down at her. It made her feel so dirty, but also she had to admit, a bit turned on. 

"Yes, you do like it don't you my dear little Jennifer," said the painting in a frozen voice like glaciers rubbing together. "It turns you on to know that I am watching you diddle yourself. To know that I can see you sliding your fingers into that wet pussy of yours. Lick the juice from them for me now." Fighting it all the way, but knowing she would still lose, Jennifer took her fingers from her pussy and slipped them into her mouth, sucking her own juices from them. "Now play with your clit dear," commanded the voice and Jennifer did as she was bid. The pleasure began to build and her breasts jiggled and heaved as she rammed her fingers in and out of her pussy faster and faster. She was finger fucking herself with abandon under the gaze of the painting until finally with a loud cry she came and sank back into the soft cushions of the sofa in pure ecstasy. 

"My my, you sure are a slut Jennifer," taunted the painting. "Now I suggest you go get things ready for your guests. We are all looking forward to watching you fuck and suck all those young hard cocks. Remember the price you will pay if you try and ask them or anyone for help. Since you are such a slut, I am sure it is only a matter of time before the horse gets you, but the suspense is so exhilarating don't you think?" 

Jennifer tried her best to hold back the tears that threatened to pour down her face at her latest humiliation as she got up and put her dress back on. "This isn't much of a place for a party." was the best she could find to reply to the taunts of the painting. 

"Oh don't worry Jennifer. We will make the place looking very nice for your gang bang," laughed the painting. "Go outside and look at the garden." 

Jennifer was glad to be let out of the front room and fled to the garden. What she saw when she opened the door made her gape. Gone was the weed infested garden, instead was a large curved pool filled with clear blue water. There was a diving board and various inflatable things floating serenely in the pool including a big multicolored turtle with a hole in the center. The horse statue was still there but now looking majestic as it surveyed the pool and lush green grass and flagstones that surrounded the water. There was a splash of yellow color on the back of the horse and as Jennifer drew nearer, she saw it was a bathing suit. 

"Take it and put it on whore," commanded the gravelly voice of the statue. "You will look very nice it with your big tits just about falling out. You ought to have those boys hard with just one look at you!" Jennifer knew there was no point in protesting, so she once more let her sun dress fall to the ground and she felt the horse's eyes feasting on her naked body as she walked over and took the bikini and put it on. The damn horse was right. There was so little to this skimpy thing that she might as well just meet the boys naked. 

"Now you look just perfect Jennifer," rumbled the statue. "You better go check on the food in the kitchen. The boys will be here soon You are to keep them all very happy until Midnight and then a few of us will join in the fun!" Jennifer stared at the horse in horror. Was he saying she was the bait in some sadistic trap? 

"Oh don't fret you pretty little brain Jennifer," commanded the statue. "We won't hurt them unless they die of pleasure!" 

Jennifer cowered under the threatening gaze of the statue and retreated into the house. What could she do? Warning the boys would put her in default of the payment wanted by the statue and yet how could she leave them to the not so tender mercies of the denizens of this house? Still wondering what to do she looked around the kitchen in wonder. There were large trays of sliced meat, cheese, buns, potato chips and other goodies. There was a cart stacked full of pop. Jeez, for a bunch of randy sex crazed demons, they seemed a bit old fashioned. Underaged boys got pop and not beer or booze it seemed. 

"Nice spread huh Jennifer?" came Taz's voice from somewhere. 

"Taz?" asked Jennifer looking around in vain. "You didn't do anything special with this food did you?" 

"Nah," replied Taz. "We had orders to keep it all legit. You and the kiddies do this of your own free will! Oh and by the way, when I said nice spread, meant your ass sugar!" Taz's voice faded away into nothing and left Jennifer alone in the kitchen with the food. It took her several trips to cart it all outside and put it on the tables that had mysteriously appeared in the garden / pool. When she was done, Jennifer stretched out on a lounger by the pool and waited with thudding heart for the boys to arrive. 

Just enough time had passed for her to start hoping that hey would not come when her hopes were shattered by the sounds of voices. She heard them get closer and then a dozen or so boys spilled through the little wooden gate that suddenly was there at the end of a neat gravel path around the side of the house. 

"Wow!" was the first word she made out as the boys stood gawking at the pool, the food and then at Jennifer in her teeny little yellow bikini. 

Boys? Jennifer blinked and took another look. There were 10 boys alright, but also two girls! 

Conscious of what was expected of her by the demons, Jennifer stood up and wiggled her way to the group of boys and girls. The boys looked mostly to be 14 or 15 she thought and the girls a bit older, though girls did mature quicker so it was hard to tell. "Hello boys," Jennifer purred and jiggled so that instantly there were a dozen sets of eyes focused on her big titties. "My name is Jennifer, and I am so glad that you could come. I must admit though I was not expecting to see two such lovely young ladies as well." 

One of the boys that Jennifer recognized from the night before seemed to be the leader and spokesman and he tried to tear his eyes from her boobs long enough to answer Jennifer. "Ummm, my name is Tom," he managed at last. "These are Sally and Heather. We umm told them about you and coming out here and they wanted to come along to umm well, watch" he finished weakly. 

"Oh yes," said Sally a freckled red head with what looked like quite serious sized knockers for teenager. "Heather and I want to see a real whore in action!" 

Jennifer did her best not to react and slap the girl across her smarmy face. Instead she plastered a big smile on her own face and turned to Heather who was a young black girl, also nicely endowed and with smooth coffee and cream colored skin. 

"Yes, we came to see you do all these boys, especially my brother!" With that she pointed to a tall black boy who smiled gamely at Jennifer. 

"Well then, come make yourselves at home," said Jennifer gesturing to the food and the chairs strewn around the pool. The boys and girls needed no second invitation and they attacked the food with relish. Once everyone had a pop and a plate of snacks, Jennifer knew it was show time. With the teenagers all seated and watching her she stood up and reached behind her back for to untie the string of her bikini top. "I think it is time I took this little bitty thing off," she purred and as they gaped, she undid her top and let it flutter to the ground. Her full round breasts were on unrestricted display and the boys all had growing bulges in their pants. To her shock, Jennifer even saw that Sally and Heather were rubbing themselves at the sight of the topless Jennifer. Jennifer gulped inwardly, but externally she kept her smile and slipped off her bottoms to now stand naked in the center of the boys and girls. 

"I guess you are first Tom," whispered Jennifer in a husky voice and got down on her hands and knees and crawled over to the lounger he was laying on with a very visible bulge in his jeans. He watched wide eyed as tits dangling, Jennifer crawled over to him on all fours and reached up to rub his erection through his pants. Unable to move he watched as the busty blonde undid his belt, the button and then pulled down his zipper. When her soft hands reached inside his pants and pulled out his cock, he almost came right then and there but he swallowed hard and managed to hold it back. Mesmerized he watched her head bend down and her mouth move towards his cock. Her lips opened and then suddenly there was a warm wet sensation that he had never felt before as his dick slid into her mouth. The others all watched entranced as Jennifer began to bob her head up and down on the hard cock in her mouth making sucking sounds around the hard boy meat. There was no way that Tom could hold off much longer and his cock surged and Jennifer felt a flood of warm cum in her mouth." 

"Oh jeez, I'm sorry," muttered Tom. 

"Don't be sorry, I like it," shushed Jennifer as she swallowed his load and smiled at the boy. "It tastes delicious." 

"Oooooo you were right boys, she is a slut," moaned Sally who was rubbing herself even harder as she watched the naked blonde woman lick the cum from her lips. 

Somehow Jennifer kept the smile on her face and she got up and crossed back to her lounger and lay down, spreading her legs wide to give the boys what was probably their first good look at a real pussy. "Ok, now who is going to be the first to fuck me?" she asked in a bright voice. 

"Do her Harold," ordered Heather to her brother. "Give the white bitch your black cock between her legs!" Harold was more than willing to comply and rock hard after watching Jennifer blow his buddy Tom. He ambled forward, and dropped his pants to reveal a very healthy 12 inch cock. Heather saw Jennifer gazing at the huge cock on the young boy and she smirked. "I bet you can't wait to get that big black dick in your pussy slut!" 

Jennifer spared Heather only a brief glance. "Jealous girl?" she asked Heather, "I bet you have been wanting him to do you for a long time huh?" Heather looked away quickly and Jennifer knew her catty remark had scored a direct hit. "Come here Harold," gestured Jennifer. "Come plant that big hard cock in my white pussy!" Harold was so horny by that time that he needed no more encouragement and crawled up on top of the busty white chick and rubbed his cock on her thighs looking for her entrance. Jennifer reached down and with deft hands grasped his pole and guided it inside her. With his goal found, Harold surged forward and in a quick motion buried his entire length into Jennifer's cunt. Jennifer moaned as the huge young cock slid into her and then she wrapped her legs around Harold drawing him in tighter. He began to rock his hips back and forth fucking her with all his might. He had more staying power than Tom and he happily rammed his cock in and out of Jennifer while the rest of the kids cheered him on. Finally he gave a great cry and his load of jizz emptied into Jennifer's pussy. 

When Harold pulled out of Jennifer and got off her there were two more boys ready to go. Jennifer let her head loll back and one of the boys slipped his cock into her gaping mouth while the other took Harold's place between her legs. Jennifer wrapped her lips tight about the cock in her mouth, her tongue tracing the large throbbing vein on the underside of the shaft. Jennifer had half the cock in her mouth when she felt her pussy being penetrated again by the second boy. He wasn't as big as Harold, but he wasn't small either and he quickly began to slam his cock in and out of Jennifer's cunt with a passion. Jennifer moaned around the cock in her mouth as she was fucked and tried to concentrate on licking and sucking the hard cock in he rmouth.

"Oooooh, look at that slut slurping cock," moaned Sally as she watched with rapture as Jennifer took the cock all the way down her throat while the other boy banged her pussy with enthusiastic strokes. Over the next several hours the boys continued to bang Jennifer in ones and twos and threes. One of the great advantages of being young was that you could get hard again in no time and everyone had two or three goes at Jennifer and her holes as the night wore on. Munching on food and drinking pop, the boys would gather around to watch a couple of their friends fucking the busty blonde who just couldn't seem to get enough cock. 




The Haunted House Ch. 08



"Shit, I can't take it anymore," moaned Sally ripping off her clothes after watching Tom shoot a load over Jennifer's boobs. "Let's see if you lick pussy as good as you suck cock bitch!" As the rest of the kids looked on in surprise, Sally sat down on Jennifer's face. Jennifer had no choice but to start licking pussy. This was really her first experience with a human pussy as both Hlar and her mirror self had been demons. Sally's clit was a hard little nub that Jennifer licked and bit gently while Sally moaned and rode her face. The teen girl's pussy juices were flowing freely and making tracks through the cum drying on Jennifer's face. "Oh yeah bitch, you lick pussy real good," whimpered Sally as he groped her young full boobs for a while then leaned forward to grand two handfuls of Jennifer's big melons to play with. There was an almost inaudible gravelly groan and Jennifer knew that the horse demon was enjoying the sight of her licking the teen's pussy. When Sally finally did cum with a loud moan, she collapsed forward onto Jennifer and buried her face in the blonde's pussy and began to lick it. It was clear that Sally had some practice in licking pussy as her tongue slithered into Jennifer's slit and probed deeply at all the right spots until Jennifer was writhing and moaning. Jennifer couldn't believe how good this girl was with her tongue and she began to thrust her pussy into the girl's face, desperate to cum. After several long minutes of exquisite pleasure from Sally's lips and tongue, Jennifer shuddered and came, spraying her pussy juices all over the freckled girl's young face.

When Sally finally rolled off Jennifer, the rest of them gave her a cheer and she bowed and waved. Even as Jennifer was coming down from her lesbian induced orgasm, another of the boys was sliding between her legs and the fucking continued. The orgy had been going on for some time and Jennifer was only dimly aware of the sound of a distant clock chiming in town. The clock rang twelve times and as the last peal faded away, it seemed like the earth was holding its breath. When the world started to breath again, there was a faint gravelly voice that seemed to whisper...."now the party really begins!" 

Jennifer watched as if in a trance as the water in the pool formed two large hands and reached out and grabbed the naked Sally and Heather and pulled them into the pool as they screamed and struggled. There was a flurry of motion and then Heather's clothes were spit up onto the flagstones beside the pool and the two naked girls were suspended above the water by the hands. Slowly the two hands moved together and the naked bodies of the two girls were pressed tight against each other. At first the girls resisted, but then they began to kiss each other as everyone watched, their breasts rubbing on each other. A glob of water split off from one of the hands and formed itself into a rod shape.....a double headed dildo to be precise and it inserted one end of itself into the pussy of each of the girls and as they hung there suspended and kissing each other, the dildo began to fuck them both at the same time. The cries of pleasure from the girls mounted to new levels as Hlox gave new meaning to the words "hard water" as he fucked both Sally and Heather. 

Something was happening to the boys as well Jennifer realized as she looked around and saw ten hard cocks standing straight up and their eyes starting to glaze over. Hmmm, probably Hlar thought Jennifer as the invisible water demon was somehow sucking off all ten boys at the same time. As Jennifer continued to watch in fascination, all ten cocks twitched at the same moment and began to pour their loads into the air, but not a drop touched the ground as an invisible mouth sucked up every drop. 

When the boys had cum and Heather and Sally hung limp and smiling, Jennifer heard the voice of the statue again. "Well Jennifer, what is your pleasure for those two?" and it nodded its head towards the girls. 

Jennifer thought for a second. She really shouldn't do this she knew, but she couldn't help herself. With a mischievous smile, she replied "perhaps they should go visit the basement?" 

The statue laughed and gestured towards the hands that held the two girls. Obediently the door to the house opened and the hands carried the girls into the house. Heather and Sally were no longer smiling, but struggling to get free as they were borne inside and then down the basement stairs where they were dropped lightly on their feet halfway down the stairs. Puzzled the two naked girls looked around nervously but failed to see the hands reaching up for them until it was too late. Their screams rang out briefly but were soon replaced by moans, giggles and muffled gagging sounds as if large cocks were being thrust into innocent mouths. 

Soon even those sounds were drowned out by Jennifer's own moans as she took on the boys in another round of love making. Jennifer lay on top of Harold who had his big cock buried up her ass while another boy fucked her pussy and a third slid in and out of her soft lips. In each hand she grasped a hard cock and jerked it while the statue and all the other demons looked on in delight at their slut. 

End Of Chapter 8.



The Haunted House Ch. 09



Chapter 9 Nine - Jennifer in Wonderland

It was shortly before dawn and finally even a dozen teenaged boys with all the stamina of youth were unable to get hard again. They had fucked Jennifer all night long with great enthusiasm and left the busty blonde lying there with huge puddles of cum on her body. For her part, Jennifer had enjoyed it the most when the black kid Harold had straddled her tits and fucked them as she wrapper her huge mounds about his shaft. Jennifer had watched the big black cock slide in and out of her cleavage with fascination. The big mushroom tip would just slide up to her open mouth where she would suck it for a fraction of a second before sliding away. The real thrill had been watching and wondering on which stroke it was going to blow and when it finally did, Jennifer got a great view of the cum spurting out of it to land on her face and breasts. The sight of that sticky white stuff shooting out of the black dick like a cannon ball out of a cannon had made her climax right then and there! 

After the boys had said goodbye and slipped off to their homes, Jennifer got up and walked over to the pool and dived in from the diving board to clean up. She dove deep to the bottom of the pool and came back up in the center of the big round inflatable turtle toy. 

"Nice tits babe," said the turtle. 

Sigh, thought Jennifer. You would think I would be betting used to this by now, but it still spooks me when some inanimate thing talks to me. And why do they almost always start out with a comment about my breasts? 

"You gotta ask with a huge set of knockers like that?" asked the turtle in a cheerful voice. 

"I guess not," replied Jennifer who then noticed that the center of the floating turtle seemed to be getting smaller. Was smaller in fact because her arms were pinned at her sides as the rubber squeezed her body. "Hey, what's going on?" she demanded. 

"Another dumb question toots," chirped the turtle. "We got time before dawn for a nice hard fucking!" With that, Jennifer felt something probing her pussy lips below the water and pinned as she was, there was nothing she could do as something quite huge slid inside her. 

"Ooooooooo that feels good," said the turtle as it began to rock back and forth sliding whatever it had slid into her in and out rhythmically, 

"Ahhhhhhhhh," moaned Jennifer as she couldn't help but think that this was the weirdest experience to date. Here she was floating naked in a beautiful warm pool just before dawn, being raped by a rubber floating turtle. Her breasts bobbed up and down on the water like two huge floaters and her body rocked back and froth as the turtle fucked her. The head with its goofy expression swiveled around to watch her tits jiggle. Jennifer's mouth gaped open with the pleasure the thing insider her was causing and suddenly something snaked out of the mouth of the turtle and down her throat. Jennifer gagged as the huge cock that had suddenly sprang out of the turtle's mouth fucked her face hard and in time with the cock in her pussy. The sun was just appearing over the horizon when suddenly both cocks stiffened and blasted huge loads of thick warm cum into Jennifer at the same time. The turtle seemed to pour at least a gallon of cum into her pussy and mouth both. Cum dripped from her pussy to form a big glob in the pool while she swallowed most of the cum from the cock in her mouth. The first ray of sun hit the turtle and turned it inanimate and Jennifer slipped from its grasp and headed for the house. She had kept a mouthful of the turtle cum unswallowed and she deposited it in the jar she had. Three mouthfuls down, ten more to go along with whatever the mysterious last ingredient Samantha had promised her. Damn, if only she had known about the recipe sooner she would easily have the 13 mouthfuls by now. As it was she was going to have to do some serious blowing over the next few days until Halloween and hope that Samantha could tell her what the last part of the recipe was. 

As Jennifer staggered down the hall towards her bedroom, she saw the two naked girls, Sally and Heather crawl up out of the basement. Jennifer couldn't help but smile at the sight of the cum covered girls who had been under the stairs entertaining the demons there all night. Cum was dripping from their tits and their hair was thick with demon spunk. 

"Your clothes are outside girls," smirked Jennifer. "I suggest you take a dip in the pool and wash off all that cum before you go home though." The girls nodded and staggered out the door to the pool which strangely enough had not disappeared with the dawn as Jennifer thought it might. 

Many hours later, Jennifer woke up to begin yet another day in this old house. With a giggle she thought about Bob Villa doing a show about this house. In her mind, Jennifer could almost see and hear Bob giving the tv audience a tour of an enchanting turn of the century haunted house. 'In here, we have the master bedroom,' he would be saying and the tv camera would zoom in on the bed where Jennifer would be in the middle of being raped by some demons. She would smile for the camera and say hi to Bob before one of the demons stuck its big cock back in her mouth and Bob would move on to the next room. Of course, no matter which room Bob showed the viewers, there would be Jennifer, naked and getting fucked hard. That ought to help the ratings she thought and giggled again. 

After eating, Jennifer took out Samantha's diary to see what the day and the coming night might bring. 

Good morning my darling Jennifer. I imagine you had quite a night entertaining the local youth of both sexes. It was my first time with another human woman as well and I must say I rather enjoyed it. I also liked getting fucked by all those young boys. There was even one negro boy and he had the biggest cock I have ever seen. He really enjoyed fucking his white slut as he called me and cumming all over my breasts. 

Jennifer was a bit shocked to read Samantha's words. It was not just that they so closely mirrored her own thoughts about last night, but the increasing crudeness of them. The prim and proper Samantha seemed to be giving way to something sluttier and Jennifer realized that Samantha had been undergoing the same change she felt in herself. When she had first moved in Jennifer had not been a virgin, but her sexual experience had been with just one man at a time and only men. In the time she had been in the house she had been fucked so many times she had lost count and some of the things went far beyond just mortal flesh. Jennifer shook her head to clear the cobwebs and turned back to Samantha's diary. 

I know I am shocking you with my words, because I am shocking myself. I have seen into the future and seen you Jennifer. I have seen how beautiful you are and seen the demons take you over and over again as they have taken me in unspeakable ways. At first I watched with revulsion, but then it began to excite me, both the defilement by the demons and watching your defilement by the same demons a hundred years in the future. I can also no longer deny my feelings for you Jennifer and how much I long to caress your body and to take your large breasts in my hands and kiss and lick them all over. Although we are separated by what seems like a uncrossable gulf of time, I hope one day to meet you and make love to you. 

Jennifer gasped in shock at Samantha's admission and wished she knew what Samantha had looked like. The thought of being watched as she was being fucked by all manner of things, rather than making her feel ashamed was instead stimulating. Jennifer knew the old librarian in the town was watching in her crystal ball as was a woman a hundred years ago. 

"Exciting isn't it my little slut," came a voice from over Jennifer's head. 

Jennifer gave only the slightest of starts, as voices speaking to her out of the blue was getting to be rather normal now. She looked up at the leering painting and stuck her tongue out at it. "Yes it is exciting to think of others watched me get fucked," she told the demon in the painting. "And just when are you going to cum pay me that visit you promised the other day?" she asked saucily. For once, she got the feeling that the painting was taken aback. She thought it was so used to intimidating women with its crude comments and promises of rape that it didn't quite know what to do with a woman who seemed to be inviting it to crawl and slither into her bed. On impulse, Jennifer went out into the kitchen and found another of the huge cucumbers of the type she had used on herself when ordered to by Taz. Brazenly, Jennifer dropped her dress to the floor in front of the painting and lay down on the couch naked. While the painting watched, she spread her legs and slipped the cucumber into her pussy which was already wet from reading Samantha's words and began to fuck herself. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned as she drove the vegetable in and out of her cunt like it was a cock, all the while looking up at the painting and taunting it. "Ooooh that feels so good. Don't you wish that it was your cock in my pussy you pathetic painting? My cunt is so wet and all you can do is watch me. It must be so frustrating for you!" When she finally came, Jennifer took the cucumber soaked with her juices and placed it in her mouth. She deep throated the cucumber and licked her own juices from it until she came in a second orgasm as intense as the first. She lay there exhausted for a while before remembering she had not finished Samantha's entry for the day and in shaking hands, picked up the diary again. 

Today Jennifer, new delights and debasements await you. Beware of the hole in the ground or maybe look out for it and jump in to see what awaits you!" 

Jennifer gathered up her clothes and blew the demon in the painting a kiss as she wiggled her ass on the way out of the room to go clean up once more with Hlar and Hlox. She spent the rest of the day doing housework and exploring the house. She had toured through it quickly with the real estate agent, but there were rooms she had barely noticed. In fact there were rooms that she was sure had not even been present when she had first seen the house. She didn't recall ever having seen the music room with the huge grand piano before. 

It was nearing midnight when Jennifer went back to her room, wondering how she should dress for the night's debauchery. I am actually looking forward to it, she realized suddenly and paused in her bedroom doorway. She recalled her words and actions with the painting and thought she barely recognized herself. Surely that had been someone else doing those things? She was going to have to remember what her goal was if she ever wanted to escape from this place....yes IF she ever wanted to escape from this place was the right way to say it. Jennifer shook her head to clear those kinds of thoughts from it and went into her bedroom. On the chair beside the bed was an outfit that she knew she had not put there and didn't in fact even own. Jennifer picked it up and examined it closely. It was the clothing of a young school girl. The kind you might see the virgin heroine of some story wearing. It was a blue cotton dress with a white apron like front on it. There were white knee high stockings, a very sensible and plain bra and panties and a pair of black buckled shoes. There was even a red ribbon for her hair. With a rush of excitement and still a bit of dread, Jennifer put on the outfit. The dress fit very snugly across her large breasts as Jennifer smoothed it down and then tying the ribbon in her hair, she went out to look for the hole that Samantha had mentioned. 

What Jennifer did not expect as the large white, well ok, off colored rabbit that hopped past her in the hallway muttering to itself. "Oh dear, I'm late, I'm late for a very important date." Astonished, Jennifer watched the four foot high rabbit bound down the stairs. Recovering, Jennifer ran to the top of the stairs and called after it. 

"Stop, come back or at least wait for me!" 

The rabbit paused only briefly to peer over its shoulder at her. "I said I was late didn't I? If you want to come with me then you had better jiggle those tits and hurry!" With that the rabbit headed for the door to the garden and Jennifer dashed down the stairs and chased after it. When she got outside, there was no sign of the rabbit, but not far from the back door, she found a huge hole in the ground. The hole was at least three feet across and looking down, there seemed to be no bottom to it. Jennifer hesitated for a second then ran back into the house and grabbed her cum collection jar and slipped it into a pocket on the dress and then ran back out and leapt feet first into the hole! Down she fall, spinning around and around until she was getting dizzy and then she landed with a gentle bump on her ass and looked around blinking in the bright sunlight. She caught just a glimpse of a fluffy rabbit tail disappearing around a bend in a dirt path and she staggered to her feet to go after it. 

Jennifer hurried down the path as fast as she could on her black buckled shoes. At first she caught glimpses of the rabbit now and then but after a while the path forked and she could see no sign of which way the rabbit had gone. "Now what do I do?" wailed Jennifer looking about in despair for some sign of which way to go. 

"Hello there toots," said a voice and Jennifer whirled around and around trying to find the source of this new voice. It had sort of a teethy mumbly sound to it, if a voice can be described that way. When she finally located the source, she gasped for there was nothing there a large dog grinning at her. "You were expecting maybe an invisible cat?" said the dog. 

"Ummm, while maybe I guess I was," replied Jennifer looking at the huge dog a bit nervously. She was not a dog expert, but she knew something about dogs and she could not identify what breed it was. It seemed to have a little of every kind of dog in it. It was mostly brown, with a few bits of black here and there along its sides and back. The ears were short and stood up with just a tiny bit curved under at the tips. It had a large set of wicked looking sharp teeth in its muzzle and dark black eyes that stared at her with a look she didn't understand. It didn't look quite real, more like an animated dog done by a very good computer program 

"You want to know which path the rabbit took don't you honey?" said the dog looking her up and down. 

"Y...yes," stuttered Jennifer, her mouth suddenly dry for reasons she didn't understand. 

"I can tell you," replied the dog. "For a price." 

"A price?" quivered Jennifer. 

"Yep," said the dog and it grinned at her much like the cat she had half expected. "The price is that you have to be my bitch." 

"You mean..." Jennifer trailed off in horror. 

"You got it sweet thing," said the dog. "You get down on your hands and knees and let me fuck you like a bitch and I will tell you." 

This is insane thought Jennifer. Why did I jump down that hole and why do I care if I catch up to the rabbit or not? But I do care she realized. For reasons she didn't understand, she felt compelled to catch up to the rabbit and see where it was going. To her great shame, Jennifer found herself nodding her head in agreement and getting down onto all fours and presenting herself to the demon dog. 

"Pull that dress up and slide your panties down," ordered the dog and Jennifer did as she was told with barely a whimper. She felt a cold nose between her legs then a warm rough tongue licked out and flicked against her clit. Jennifer nearly jumped a foot off the ground at the feeling but steadied herself and let the dog lick at her again. "Oooo tasty," murmured the dog between licks. "By the way bitch, my name is Rex. That is Latin for king you know, but you can just call me master if you prefer!" Rex gave Jennifer's pussy another lick, his tongue sliding inside and Jennifer moaned softly with pleasure. Rex ate Jennifer out for several more minutes until the blonde was squirming with pleasure as she knelt there on the dirt path. 

Suddenly she felt a weight settle on her as Rex reared up and draped himself over her, his front paws on her shoulders. There was something hard and throbbing rubbing on her ass and Jennifer looked back to see Rex's huge red cock as it brushed against her. "Tell me you want it bitch," said Rex with a snarl. 

Jennifer swallowed her pride and dignity and looked the dog right in the eye and began to beg. "Yes Rex, fuck me with your big cock. Take me and make me your bitch. I want that big dog cock in my pussy boy. Fuck Jennifer with it. Please!" 

"Hey, you asked for it honey, so here it comes," grinned Rex and he thrust forwards impaling Jennifer with his huge cock. It only took the one stroke for Rex to bury his huge meat into Jennifer's wet pussy and then he began to fuck her hard and fast. Jennifer moaned as she felt the huge cock piston in and out of her snatch. She was a dirty filthy bitch to let a dog take her like this and she thought of the librarian and Samantha both watching her defilement. She couldn't help herself, the thought excited her and she steadied herself on one hand and began to rub and caress her breasts with the other. Jennifer undid the buttons that modestly fastened the top around her neck and soon her big tits were falling out of the dress as she ran her hands over them and the dog continued to ram her pussy hard with its cock. 

"Oh yeah, your pussy feels so good around my cock bitch," moaned Rex. "I can see you like getting fucked by a dog. You like being my bitch. Mmmm I am going to cum soon bitch, where do you want it?" 

"Ahhhhhhhhhh, cum inside me please." begged Jennifer as she continued to fondle her tits and thrust her hips back to meet Rex's thrusts. 

"Ooooooo what a dirty bitch you are," howled Rex and then he thrust forward one more time, burying his cock to the hilt in her pussy and began to cum. Jennifer felt the red hot dog cum spill into her pussy and then trickle out and down her legs as she also climaxed and collapsed face first into the dirt. Slowly, Jennifer's senses cleared and she came back to herself and blushed with shame and humiliation. She had let a dog fuck her. She had even begged it to fuck her which was something only a twisted sick bitch would do. She wanted to crawl away and die, but she quickly discovered that she was tied to Rex as his cock was stuck in her pussy. She had to lie there listening to his obscene comments for several long minutes until finally he could pull his cock free and she was able to move. "Take the right path," said Rex smirking down at her and Jennifer staggered to her feet and pulled her panties up then started to stagger down the right hand path in search of the rabbit for reasons she still din't understand. She stopped and looked back at Rex, hesitated then came back and knelt down. With disgust that she tried not to show she leaned down and wrapped her lips around his huge red cock and sucked one more mouthful of cum out of it the she turned and scampered down the path. When she was out of sight, she took out the bottle and added her fourth mouthful to it. Nine to go she thought and shivered. 

Jennifer followed the path for some time, still catching no sight of the rabbit and she was beginning to wonder if Rex had simply taken advantage of her and didn't know where the rabbit had gone. Of course he took advantage of you, she admonished herself angrily. You let that filthy dog fuck you like a bitch in heat! Before she could upbraid herself any further though, the path went around a bend and suddenly opened up into a clearing. In the center of the clearing was a table with a white tablecloth on it. Sitting on a chair at the table was the large white rabbit she had been chasing, along with a bizarre looking man. He was dressed all in purple. Dark purple jacket and pants, darker purple leather boots and a lighter purple shirt. He even had on a big round purple hat. 




The Haunted House Ch. 09



Jennifer blinked at them. "Umm you must be...." she began. 

"The Demented Tailor" finished the man in purple. 

"The Demented Tailor?" echoed Jennifer. "That doesn't sound right!" 

"Yeah, well unless you want to get sued for copyright infringement, I'm the Demented Tailor," snapped the main in purple. "I may be a demon of the second level, but even I know better than to cross those Disney lawyers." 

"Alrighty," agreed Jennifer as she walked towards the table. "So this tea party is what you were late for?" she asked the rabbit. 

"Tea Party?" replied the rabbit with scorn. "I don't get in a hurry for fucking tea." As Jennifer watched, the rabbit produced a bottle from somewhere and took a huge swig. "I only drink whisky girl, and I came here to see the stripper!" 

"Stripper?" asked Jennifer looking around. "Where?" 

"He he, I'm looking right at her," smirked the rabbit as it gazed meaningfully at the cleavage that showed through the still unbuttoned top of Jennifer's dress. 

"Oh!" said Jennifer and she looked over at the Demented Tailor who nodded at her. 

"The table is all yours my dear," said the man in purple. "Get up there and take it all off!" 

"Yeah, take it all off baby," said the Off Color Rabbit. 

Jennifer climbed up onto the table and began to wiggle her hips back and forth while the Demented Tailor and the Off Color Rabbit shouted ribald encouragements. Jennifer flipped up her dress to show them a glimpse of her white panties and saw a bulge appear in the front of the purple pants that threatened to push right through the fabric. Jennifer strutted around the table, letting the dress start to fall off her shoulders. She clutched the front of it to her bosom for a couple of minutes as she worked the rabbit and the tailor into a frenzy of anticipation. Around her in the woods, Jennifer got the distinct impression that other eyes were watching as well. There were gasps when she finally let the dress fall to the table and she stepped out of. Her ample tits were spilling out of her white bra as Jennifer continued to dance on the table. Off came her black shoes, kicked away to land in the trees. Smiling bravely she undid her bra and out came her firm round boobs and when Jennifer looked at the Demented Tailor, he was rubbing his erection through his pants, his eyes focused on her. Jennifer reached for her knee high white stockings, but he gestured for her to keep them on, so instead she peeled down her panties and stood on the tabletop wearing only her knee high white stockings. 

"Oh my, oh my, oh my," muttered the Demented Tailor and he reached up and grabbed Jennifer by the waist and pulled her off the table and sat her down in his lap. Jennifer could feel his hard cock rubbing on her ass as he bounced her up and down rubbing her body against his hard on. "Do you know why my nick name is the Purple Man?" he whispered in her ear as his hands roamed over her big soft tits. 

"Because of your clothes?" ventured Jennifer as she ground herself into his cock and felt him licking at her neck. 

"Not even close," he whispered back and pushed her to the ground in front of him. In a flash he whipped out his hard cock and waved it in Jennifer's face." The cock was a very nice ten inches, not the biggest Jennifer had seen but very nice. The head, however, was much larger than normal and the huge bulbous end was a glistening throbbing purple. "Suck me girl," the Demented Tailor order Jennifer and she opened her mouth obediently to gobble down the huge cock head. She had to strain to get the knob into her mouth and it puffed out her cheeks as he began to thrust it in and out of her mouth. The Demented Tailor grabbed the back of Jennifer's head and shoved it down further onto his cock and he began to pull her and push her mouth up and down his shaft. The cock was so thick it made her choke and gag, but the Demented Tailor just kept driving his cock in and out of her mouth, pausing now and then to wipe the huge dripping organ over her face before shoving it back between her lips. 

As Jennifer knelt there on the grass, clad only in her white stockings with her mouth being fucked hard, she felt something behind her and out of the corner of hey eyes, she saw the Off Color Rabbit behind her stroking a big orange shafted cock. "Ok little girl, time to feel my carrot," said the rabbit and he pushed his cock into Jennifer's pussy and began to fuck her. Jennifer's big mounds bobbed up and down in time to the dual fucking she was getting. The fur of the rabbit felt soft and sleek on her ass and back as it thrust itself insider her while the huge purple headed organ in mouth pistoned in and out. Only small gurgling sounds escaped Jennifer's mouth as she was impaled on the two cocks that drove her back and forth between them 

The Tailor came first, pouring a massive load of sticky cum into Jennifer's waiting mouth. The rich cream filled her mouth and Jennifer swallowed it all but one mouthful that she managed to spit into her jar when the Tailor's eyes were closed in rapture as she licked and sucked his cock clean. "Oooooooo Jennifer, where do you want me to pour my carrot juice?" asked the Off Color Rabbit and Jennifer told him she wanted a nice facial with it. The Off Color rabbit was only too happy to oblige and he rolled Jennifer over onto her back and jerked off his cock in her face until he moaned and shot a thick stream all over her face.Again, Jennifer managed to collect a mouthful for her jar and then with cum still spilling down her face, she got up and dressed. It took her a few minutes to find one of her black shoes, but when she was dressed, she skipped off down the path on the far side of the clearing, leaving the very satisfied rabbit and tailor behind. 

Jennifer continued to follow the path through the woods wondering how she was going to find her way out of this Wonderland when it abruptly ended in front of a large stone castle with a moat around it a drawbridge providing a way across. There were sounds of laughter and partying coming from inside the castle, and Jennifer cautiously crossed the drawbridge expecting to be challenged at any time. Everyone seemed to be having too good of a time to worry about her and when she emerged into the courtyard, she saw a great crowd of people laughing, drinking, eating and generally having a good time. Jennifer was standing there looking bemused and didn't see the two soldiers come up behind her until each grabbed an arm. 

"Hey, let go of me," Jennifer cried out and struggled to get free, but the two men were too strong and they bustled her through the crowd into the inner part of the castle.Their only response to her pleas was to tell her that she was to be taken to the Queen. Jennifer and her captors came to a pair of large gold doors guarded by another pair of burly guards who opened the doors at their approach.Jennifer was carried inside and then thrown sprawling onto the rug.Rising to her knees Jennifer looked up at the two large thrones on top of the dais in front of her. The Queen was a tall, buxom brown haired woman dressed in rich red robes. She was also a dead ringer for Raquel Welch. The King, was a tall black man, dressed entirely in black and he too looked vaguely familiar to Jennifer though she could not at the moment place him. 

"I suppose you are the Queen of..." began Jennifer. 

"The Queen of Tits," broke in the Raquel double."I may be a demoness, and meaner than a rabid dog, but I don't want to cross those Disney lawyers. Those are real mean mother fuckers. Not that I have anything against fucking your mother or anyone's mother for that matter," she nattered on. 

"And you are?" asked Jennifer turning to the tall black man. 

"I am the King of Cocks of course," said the man with a smile. "Do you want to see why they call me that?" 

"Oh that is quite alright," said Jennifer quickly. "Tits and cocks, hmmm, I wonder what the other two suites are in this weird deck of cards?" 

"Oh pussies and asses of course," said Raquel stepping forward. "Now give me some head!" 

"Isn't that supposed to be off with her head?" asked Jennifer cautiously. 

"If you prefer," snapped the Queen, "that can be arranged." 

"Umm, no. Don't got to any bother for me said Jennifer with a sigh and stepped forward towards the Queen who ripped open her long silk robe to reveal her naked body underneath. Just like the real Raquel she was very well endowed with firm ripe melons that rivaled Jennifer's for size. Sinking to her knees in front of the Queen, Jennifer began to lick the royal pussy with all the enthusiasm she could muster. 

"Oh yes baby, lick my pussy," moaned the Queen clutching Jennifer face hard against her mound." It takes another woman to know how to please a woman properly with her tongue and you are very good at it my dear." Jennifer flushed at the praise, but kept on licking the Queen's tasty pussy. Her tongue found the royal clit and Jennifer sucked on it driving the Queen into a frenzy of moaning that finally climaxed in a flood of pussy juices spattering Jennifer's face. 

"Your turn," moaned the Queen as she pushed Jennifer across to her consort who once more smiled at her and stood up. When he dropped his robes, Jennifer gasped in shock. This guy was not just hung, he was HUNG.A huge 18" cock snaked down his leg, only half hard. Jennifer looked back up at his face and he smiled at her. 

"The images we both wear are taken from your subconscious my dear," smiled the King of Cocks who was more than living up to his name. "We are both people you saw in movies and desired. You lusted after a lesbian experience with Raquel Welch when you saw her in a movie once and also after me when you saw me in a movie once." 

"But, I don't recognize you. Who are you?" gasped Jennifer trying to tear her eyes away from the hardening monster in front of her. Then her eyes widened in recognition. "Oh no," she whispered. 

"Oh yes," my dear replied the King.. "Remember the day you snuck into the porno movie theatre as a young girl and saw your first hard cock? Long Dong Silver at your service and I do mean service!" Jennifer knelt there gaping up at the duplicate of the huge cocked porn star she had lusted after and barely noticed when he ripped open the front of her dress to let her big boobs fall out. "Mmmm, I want to put my 18 inches between these babies," he whispered to her and pushing her back on the plush carpet, he straddled her chest and slipped his monster dick between them. 

And I thought Harold was hung, thought Jennifer as she watched him slam his cock between her tits. The thing was so long that a full eight inches of it pushed deep into her throat while his balls touches the bottom of her tits. Jennifer slid her tongue around the shaft of the huge black cock fucking her mouth and opened her mouth wider to take in as much as she could. The King looked down at Jennifer gulping in his big black snake and saw how much the blonde slut was enjoying it and pushed his cock even deeper. Inch by inch Long Dong slid his cock into Jennifer' gaping mouth. It is impossible to take the whole thing in my mouth thought Jennifer but inch by inch it slipped down her throat. Totally impossible to get it all, but it was still going in! This was a place where the impossible can happen if you want it bad enough and Jennifer wanted that whole 18 inches in her. There were spots in front of her eyes and she was close to blacking out when she felt Long Dong's balls bump on her chin. Jennifer thought that she had achieved the ultimate in oral sex but then she realized it was just the start because Long Dong slid his cock back out of her mouth so only the tip was inside then slammed the whole length back down her throat! Again and again he pulled his cock out and rammed it back home. Five times. Ten times. Fifty times. Jennifer finally lost track of how many times he shoved his whole length down her throat. It was not humanly possible to do what she was doing, but she was still doing it. He only had about nine inches buried in her when his cock exploded and sent a gusher of cum down her throat. His dick was still spewing huge wads as he pulled it out of her mouth and shot his jism all over Jennifer's face and tits. Jennifer wrapped her hands around the huge black shaft, slick with his cum and her saliva and jerked it to milk out every last drop though she did save one sweet mouthful for her specimen bottle. 

Surveying the cum splattered Jennifer, the Queen looked around the royal audience chamber. "Ok, who wants her next?" 

"Next?" mumbled Jennifer through cum smeared lips." What do you mean next?" 

"Oh my dear, you just did the King and me, but we are only two cards in the deck.It is only fair that the rest get a crack at you too!" 

Jennifer's head swum as looked around the room. There were 52 cards in a deck and she had only fucked two of them which left 50 more to go! In front of her stretched a long line of men and women anxious for their turn with her. Jennifer opened her mouth to protest that she couldn't possibly handle that many cocks and pussies but the first man in line just slid his cock between her lips and began to fuck her face. Oh my, thought Jennifer as she looked up at the face of the man fucking her mouth. I didn't realize I had ever had a fantasy about Pee Wee Herman or that his cock was that big! For his part, the Joker of the pack just kept pumping his cock into her mouth. This is going to be a long night sighed Jennifer as she felt the cum begin to stir in his balls and rush towards her waiting mouth. 

End Of Chapter 9 



The Haunted House Ch. 10



Chapter Ten - Earth, Wind, Fire and Ice!

It had been a very long night for Jennifer as she services every member of the "deck", from the Queen of Tits and King of Cocks down to the Jokers. Cum dripped from her large round breasts, as Jennifer moaned and staggered to her feet. Dawn was just breaking the sky and she looked around blearily to find she was back in the garden, the hole have vanished as if it had never been. The last thing Jennifer could remember was the whole suit of Cocks gathered around her as she lay naked on the ground and jerking their cocks until one by one they splashed their loads onto her. The sticky white liquid had splashed her face, hair, tits, thighs....everywhere! The Raquel Welch look alike then had slithered on top of the cum covered blonde pressing her own huge tits into Jennifer, kissing her and licking the cum from her face and tits. The cum made squishing sounds between them, the Queen of Tits had frenched Jennifer and ground her pussy into Jennifer until both women had climaxed....and then Jennifer had woken up back in the garden. 

Jennifer reached into the pocket of the tattered remnant of her little girl's dress and pulled out her cum collection and added the huge mouthful she had managed to save from the King of Cocks before passing out. Hmmm with the samples from the Off Color Rabbit, the Demented Tailor, Rex the demon / dog (shudder) and now the King, she was down to only 6 samples left to collect. Jennifer frowned at the jar. It was almost full and the mixture inside was bubbling and oozing as if it had a life of its own. Jennifer walked into the house, her bare feet making sucking sounds due to the cum dripping off them at every step and found a quart jar in the kitchen cupboard. Jennifer transferred the cum mixture from the small jar she had been using and watched in astonishment as the gurgling liquid seemed to expand to at least double its volume in its new home. 

Back outside, Jennifer toppled into the pool to wash the cum from her body and then collapsed on one of the loungers in the shade still totally nude and fell asleep. 

The sound of a voice woke Jennifer around noon. When she looked around she saw a small man in a uniform standing at the side gate gawking at her. He had a parcel in his hand. "Ummm, package for Ms. Jennifer Marlowe," he finally unglued his eyes from her naked body long enough to say. Jennifer blushed and looked around for a robe or anything to cover herself with and saw nothing. Swallowing hard and smiling to hide her nervousness she got up and walked towards the man. It seems rather ridiculous to be nervous about being seen nude by one small man after everything that had happened to her over the last week or so thought Jennifer. After all I have sucked off a horse, been fucked by a dog, deep throated a 18 inch cock, been raped by a teddy bear and ..... well somehow one small man didn't seem like such a big deal anymore. 

"I'm Jennifer Marlowe," she said as she opened up the gate and took the package from the numbed hands of the man. 

"Ahh, ummmmm, er, oooo, ahhhhh" was all the poor man could manage as Jennifer gently took the clipboard and pen from him and signed her name. 

Oh what the hell thought Jennifer as she put the parcel and the clipboard down and impulsively pulled the delivery man to her and rubbed herself against him. She kissed him long and hard on the lips, her breasts pushing into his chest while she felt the bulge is his pants grow and press on her thigh. "I think you deserve a tip," giggled Jennifer and slid to her knees in front of the man. Before he could react, he felt her undo his belt and her soft fingers reach inside to grasp his hardening cock. When he looked down he saw the busty blonde holding his cock in her perfectly manicured red painted nailed hands and then her lips closed on his cock and he was in ecstasy. Her mouth was warm and wet and it felt just like a tight pussy as his shaft slipped in and out of her perfectly shaped lips. He could not believe that this gorgeous blonde was pumping her mouth up and down on his shaft like there was no tomorrow. Ahhhhhhh, he moaned. I will never doubt the truthfulness of those Penthouse letters ever again he thought as Jennifer continued to lick and suck his dick. She took it out of her mouth and rubbed it over her face as she smiled up at him and then popped it back in her mouth and took it deep down her throat. 

"I'm going to cummmmmmmmmmm," he moaned feeling as a gentleman that he should give the woman some notice. She just sucked his cock harder and finally he blew his load into her waiting mouth. She kept on sucking his cock until she had drained it of every drop and cleaned it off then she tucked his member away again in his pant, picked up her parcel, handed him his clipboard and waved to him as he stumbled back to his truck. 

When the truck disappeared, Jennifer stood there for a moment until the shock of what she had done hit her. I just blew a total stranger she thought with despair. No one was forcing me, or making me do it....I just wanted to suck his cock so bad and taste his cum that I did. With a shudder, she hurried into the house with her parcel and went into the front room. 

"You really are getting to like sucking cock," taunted the painting demon as Jennifer entered and put the package on the coffee table. 

"Fuck you," Jennifer blurted in an uncharacteristic burst of profanity. 

"Oooh, not yet, but I certainly hope so soon," leered the painting. 

Trying to ignore the demon, Jennifer examined the parcel. There was no return address or any indication of who it was from. Frowning she opened it and found two smaller boxes inside. There was a note on each box. The first said "Open me now." and the second said "Do not open until sundown on All Hallows Eve." 

Jennifer frowned and opened the first box. She gasped at the contents. It was a sheer black teddie made of the softest substance she had ever felt. Jennifer almost went into a trance as she sat there rubbing the fabric against her bare skin and then her hand slid between her legs to play with herself. With a start she caught herself, but it took all her willpower to fold the garment and put it away again in the box it had came in. Breathing hard, Jennifer picked up Samantha's diary and opened it, hoping to find some clue as the origin of the parcel in the writing of a hundred years ago. She was not surprised to see what she saw in the graceful handwriting of the former owner of the house. 

My darling Jennifer, I hope you like the presents I sent you. You have seen one of them and you are to wear it tonight. If all goes according to my plan, I will see you on All Hallows eve dressed in the other and our love will no bounds. 

Jennifer paused and despite herself she found that she too was suddenly hopeful that she would indeed somehow meet Samantha. Surely the woman was long dead, but somehow Jennifer had a feeling that she and the first prisoner of the house were destined to meet and love. The thought of loving another woman a few weeks ago would have appalled Jennifer, but now she found the idea exciting and exhilarating. When Jennifer turned back to the diary, she found her own thought echoed in the words there. 

 find it so strange to be in love not only with another woman, but a woman a hundred years and more in my future. I feel though we are destined to meet my beautiful Jennifer and then we shall see what hand fate deals us. 

I talked to the old Librarian yesterday and learned some startling news. I was not as I thought, the first prisoner of the house. That is truly strange for I built the house after moving here! She insisted that the house has always been here and will always be here and her intimate knowledge of the house and its denizens has convinced me that she speaks the truth. The Librarian claims that she escaped the house and has been waiting all these years for the next prisoner in order to help her escape. Even as I have glimpsed you in the future, she saw me. I confess that I do not understand all of this or how it will in the end affect my plans. She has made me swear to come back in two days, at which time she will tell me the final ingredient in the potion that will set me and you free. Be of good faith my darling Jennifer. We shall both endure and prevail. You have a grievous test in front of you tonight but I am confident that you will survive as I did. The elements shall test you but you will withstand them. 

Puzzled by Samantha's words, Jennifer put down the book and walked over to the front room window and look out. Past the large overgrown front yard that looked like something only Uncle Fester could love, she saw four people standing on the sidewalk. Jennifer recognized Sally and one of the boys from the pool party the other night. Without thinking, Jennifer smiled and waved to them. The two women with them, presumably the mothers of the two kids gawked back at Jennifer then grabbed their children and hustled them off. It was only then that Jennifer remembered that she was stark naked! 

Jennifer passed the rest of the day reading and exploring the house again. As she had suspected some of the rooms had changed. Some had vanished or were in new places, even different floors. New rooms had appeared and Jennifer made a startling discovery in one of them. It appeared to be an artist's studio. In the center of the room was a wooden stool and a easel positioned so that Jennifer could not see it the picture or even if there was one from the door. When she walked into the room and around to the front of the easel she gasped and felt her heart rise in her throat. The picture was of her, naked and on her hands and knees in the town square while the demon horse was mounting her, its huge engorged cock buried in her pussy. Gathered around her in the town square were dozen of people watching her getting fucked. They were smiling and laughing as they enjoyed her defilement. 

Jennifer stumbled from the room and closed the door behind her. She stood breathing hard for several long minutes before she got herself under control and reopened the door. The stool, the easel and horrid painting were all gone. The rest of the room had changed as well. The walls were painted black and by the window was a telescope on a tripod, pointing out the window. Jennifer thought about taking a peek through the telescope lens, but her courage failed her and she shut the door again and ran back downstairs. She was sure she could hear the statue out in the garden laughing its foul head off at her. 

That night, Jennifer waited trembling in her bed for midnight to ring. She hardly recognized herself anymore it seemed. Where was the woman who had entered this house only ten days ago? That woman had never ridden through town naked on a horse. That woman had never blown a delivery man. That woman had never had lustful thoughts about another woman, certainly not about a woman a hundred years in the past she had never even seen a photo off. 

When the clock finally tolled midnight, Jennifer remained under the covers in her bed, determined not to move. At once the creaking began, growing louder by the second. Cracks of lightning and peals of thunder rent the sky outside her window. The shutters banged open and wind whistled through the glass as if it were an open window, blowing the curtains into wild disorder. Finally, Jennifer couldn't take it any more and she gave in. She got out of bed and picked up the flimsy garment that Samantha had sent her and put it on. Flashes of lighting showed her perfect form shining through the nearly transparent material. The lingerie clung to her large breasts and her nipples were hard and erect, nearly poking through the fabric as Jennifer made her way out into the hall and towards the sounds of the creaking. 

Jennifer half expected to find the noises coming from the room that had been the artist's studio, but she was wrong. The room that she entered appeared to be totally empty as she walked in, the door closing itself behind her. The total darkness of the room slowly gave way to a red glow that dimly illuminated her surroundings. As Jennifer looked around she saw that there were four archways in the four walls and no sign of the door she had entered by. There was writing overtop of each of the arches, but in the dim light, Jennifer had to move close to each one in order to read them. 

Earth 

Fire 

Wind 

Ice 

The feelings at each arch was also different. At the door marked earth she could smell the rich aroma of freshly turned soil. At the Fire door, she felt intense heat. At the Ice door there was just as intense a feeling of cold. Finally at the Wind door she could hear the howling of what sounded like a gale force wind. She was obviously expected to enter one of the archways, but which one should she pick? The Earth door seemed the most benign and Jennifer distrusted it for that reason as she hardly thought the demons had any benign thoughts, except maybe for Hlar and Hlox whom she was becoming rather fond of. Despite her reservations, Jennifer finally decided on the Earth door and stepped through it. There was a brief moment of disorientation and the feeling of falling through space. 

When she landed, Jennifer landed smack on her ass in a huge mud puddle. Make that a clay puddle she thought as she looked at her spattered lingerie. What was the point of giving her something new like that and then dumping her in mud, er clay? The semi-liquid she was sitting in was rather warm and had a thick consistency rather than the mushy feeling of the mud she had played in as a child. Overhead the sun was shining brightly, which would have been reassuring if it wasn't purple with six large moons ringing it. 

Jennifer's sky gazing was suddenly interrupted when she felt the earth move under her ass. As she sat there, the puddle began to move, thrusting itself in a mass upwards and towering over Jennifer. Then as she watched, it began to reshape itself into a humanoid form. It had two arms and two legs, a head and ..... between its' legs was a large cock shaped mass of clay. Why am I not surprised thought Jennifer as the creature pushed on her shoulders so she sprawled onto her back. Dazed she watched the thing crouch and then sort of ooze on top of her, pinning her to the muddy ground with its weight. Jennifer felt something hard rubbing on her thigh and the only thing she could think to think was that she was about to be fucked by a mud puddle! 

Sure enough, she felt her legs being parted and the thing pulled the teddie up to so it bunched around her throat. Large clay hands molded themselves to her breasts and began to knead them gently. There was a brush of something against her pussy lips and then Jennifer felt the huge cock being insert slowly into her pussy. The huge cock seemed to melt and flow into her as much as thrust. It filled her up and then it began to rock back and forth insider her. Jennifer moaned with pleasure at both the stimulation she was receiving to her breasts and her pussy from the clay creature. At first she had closed her eyes in terror when the thing crawled on top of her, but now they popped oven and she saw the inhuman shapeless face gazing down at her as it fucked her. The nose, mouth and ears were only vaguely outlined as by a sculptor who had stopped in the middle of creation. Only the eyes were fully formed. They were deep sockets with a pinprick yellow glow lighting them up deep inside. As Jennifer watched in fascination, the creature winked at her. It then resumed its steady fucking of her and Jennifer just laid back and enjoyed it. For a chunk of dirt, it sure seemed to know what it was doing and Jennifer was writhing with pleasure that kept building but never reached a climax. 

The clay monster though had no such problem and it shot a gusher of warm liquid into her pussy then pulled out and dumped huge wads of its yellowish cum onto her tits and face. It saved one huge blast for Jennifer's mouth and then it began to sink slowly back into the puddle from which it had formed, leaving Jennifer with a coating of mud and cum on her body. Damn, I wish I had my jar here she thought, but there had been no place to hid it in the skimpy teddie. When she looked around, however, she was surprised to see her bottle beside her with its gruesome contents. Were the demons actually helping her collect her specimens for their own reasons or was this somehow a gift from Samantha? Jennifer didn't look....pardon the pun, a gift horse in the mouth, and she quickly deposited her mouthful of clay monster cum into the jar which made it froth and gurgle even more. 

When she stumbled out of the mud puddle, Jennifer felt that same falling spinning sensation and she landed with a bit of thump back in the room with the four arches. Still no door out, so apparently she was expected to try each arch in turn. Inspecting herself, Jennifer saw no trace of the mud she had fallen in and her teddie was spotless. For the heck of it Jennifer tried to reenter the Earth arch but she was met with resistance like walking into quicksand. Sigh, what arch was the least likely to be uncomfortable she wondered, though if she had to do them all it hardly seemed to matter which one she picked next as she just knew she would end up getting her brains fucked out. With another sigh, Jennifer chose the Wind arch and stepped through. 

Wind grabbed at Jennifer's body and again she swirled and spun and fell but never touched ground. Instead she hung suspended in the middle of the air. When she looked down she saw the ground miles below her and above her the sun this time was green with one huge black moon partly eclipsing it. The wind was anything but random gusts of air, as it flowed over Jennifer and caressed her body all over. A gust lifted up the teddie and she felt the cool wind blast at her pussy like a jet of water in the shower. The impact made her gasp with shock and pleasure and unseen hammer blows of wind kept pounding at Jennifer's cunt until she felt like she was being fucked hard by a cock. The winds over her breasts were gentler, soothing as they caressed her massive orbs. 

Jennifer's lips parted in pleasure at the fucking and the caresses and she felt something slide into her mouth. It was hard to describe, but it felt like a tiny tornado pulsing in her mouth, swirling and moving. Again Jennifer felt the pleasure in her build higher and higher but she could not reach an orgasm. There was a loud groaning from all around her and then Jennifer felt a pulse of liquid against her pussy as if a cloud had just cum on her and then the spinning thing in her mouth shot forth another batch of liquid that washed down her throat in huge waves. 

Choking and gasping for air, Jennifer felt the now familiar falling sensation and landed back in the room of the four arches. Once again her teddie was back in place and showing no signs of the tears she had sure it had suffered in the gusting winds. Beside her was the jar and Jennifer made another deposit. Once more the liquid flared up and swirled around in the jar before settling back into a jelly like state that pulsed and glowed at her. 

Two down and two to go thought Jennifer. Do I want to get frozen or fried next? As a girl she had always preferred the heat to the cold so she decided to give Fire a chance first and stepped through the archway with a resigned step. Falling and spinning she again splashed down. It took her several long seconds to realize that what she had landed in was a lake of red hot lava! Overhead a massive red sun radiated yet more heat at the melted landscape. Rather than igniting into a human torch as should have happened, Jennifer found herself wading through the knee high molten rock unharmed. It was, and again pardon the expression, hotter than hell, but she was not harmed by the heat. Gazing down reflectively at the teddie, Jennifer wondered it this garment didn't have something to do with protecting her. 




The Haunted House Ch. 10



Through the heat fumes rising from the lava, Jennifer saw something walking towards her across the lava lake. As it got closer, Jennifer could see through running eyes that it was a creature that appeared to be made out of molten rock and it was heading straight towards her. Jennifer turned and tried to run, but the lava seemed to thicken and slowed her, while the huge creature, and it was huge at over ten feet tall closed rapidly on her fleeing form. Massive hands reached out to seize Jennifer and she felt herself being thrown down face first into the lava. The stuff was fantastically hot yet it did not so much as raise a blister on Jennifer as she lay there sprawled in it. 

Suddenly a large hand gave Jennifer's ass a whack that made her gasp in pain and then she felt the terrible heat of the creature behind her. It lifted up her nightie to expose her pussy and Jennifer prepared to scream with pain as the molten cock of the creature was thrust into her pussy. The thing was huge and filled her to bursting but again there was only the feeling of immense heat and no burning at all as the lava creature began to fuck Jennifer. Huge molten rock hands grabbed Jennifer hips and pulled her tight onto the cock inside her as the creature grunted and drove itself in and out of her. Jennifer's big tits jiggled back and forth as she half lay, half was suspended in the molten lava while the creature fucked her. Moans of pleasure escaped her lips but as with the other two creatures there was no relief for her desire to cum. In and out the creature drove its huge cock, sending Jennifer's head lolling forward, sometimes below the surface of the lava. Hot liquid filled her mouth but dribbled out without harming her. 

After what seemed like at least an hour, the lava monster pulled out of Jennifer and spun her around on her knees in the lava in front of it. Jennifer looked up at the huge head where there was a glow from its eyes, nose and mouth...a darker pulsing red black against the red color of the rest of it. The huge cock of the thing rubbed on Jennifer's lips and it grinned down at her, thrusting forward. It didn't take a brain surgeon to figure out what the thing wanted and Jennifer finally gave in and let the huge member slide between her lips. It was like sucking on a hard piece of molten rock but again there was no burning. The cock throbbed and pulsed in Jennifer's mouth and the creature grabbed the back of her head and began to pull her mouth up and down on its huge shaft. Guttural sounds escaped the creature as it raped Jennifer's mouth harder and faster and deeper, pushing its massive cock in and out. Finally with a roar as if a volcano was erupting, which was not far off the mark, the lava creature shot a fiery load of lava cum into Jennifer's mouth. It poured down her gullet like white fire but left her unharmed. The creature let loose of its hold on her head and Jennifer fell back on her ass in the lava. 

More swirling and falling and Jennifer wound up again in the arch room with a mouthful of lava cum to add to the jar. When she spat it in, the whole mass started to bubble and boil before subsiding down to a warm pulsing. 

Once more into the breach sobbed Jennifer as she wobbled to the fourth arch marked Ice. She was not sure which was bothering her the most, the horrible fucking she was taking or the fact that she had still not cum. 

When she landed this time, Jennifer skidded across the surface of the glacier on her ass for several meters before sliding to a stop. The sun overhead this time was a distant blue pinprick that gave little warmth to the air. ead of her, Jennifer saw a large cave mouth carved into the side of a huge wall of ice. Just inside the mouth of the cave, she saw movement. The thing that emerged was as big as the lava monster and was covered in dense white fur. The thing look pretty much like you would expect an abominable snowman to look if you knew what an abominable snowman looked like. It strode across the ice towards Jennifer and she knew with a sinking heart that she was going to get raped by a Yeti. 

With a sigh, Jennifer didn't wait for the thing to grab her, she turned and waited on her hands and knees with her back to the thing, her ass thrust up into the air. Reaching behind she pulled up the teddie and yielded to the inevitable. Perhaps a kinder creature might have taken pity on the near naked woman who knelt their quivering and awaiting her fate, but the Yeti was a demon beast and it needed to fuck. You didn't find too many blonde bimbos out here in the frozen wasteland and it was not going to blow, er miss this chance. The Yeti gave a primeval howl and grabbing Jennifer it buried its cock in her ass with a massive thrust that nearly split the blonde in two. Looking behind her, Jennifer saw that she really should have been split in two as the things cock was a good 16 inches long and six inches in diameter. Jennifer felt totally filled up, but she rather suspected that the teddie again was at work allowing her to take the huge cock without being torn to pieces. 

For its part, the Yeti didn't much care about Jennifer's survival. All it wanted was to get its rocks off and it slammed its massive cock in and out of Jennifer with the determination of a near mindless beast. When it came, it threw back its head and howled like the animal it was, shooting its seed deep into Jennifer's pussy. When it released her, it was all Jennifer could do to turn and thrust her mouth down over the massive cock head and suck out a precious mouthful of cum. Then she staggered upright, fell and landed once more back in the archway room. Adding her mouthful to the jar, it cooled it for a moment, frost forming on the sickening mixture before returning to a more jelly like state. 

Jennifer half expected the door she had come in to appear and let her out of the room, but there was no sign of an egress and still she had not cum. "I need to cum," so bad she moaned out loud and suddenly the room was very still. 

"Do you really want to cum?" said a voice that sounded suspiciously like the painting demon. 

"Yes," moaned Jennifer as she rubbed herself in a futile effort to cum. 

"Very well," sneered the voice, but remember you asked for it! With that the glow of the room pulsed and ebbed and then as Jennifer lay on the floor, the Clay and Lava monsters appeared in the archways. Looking over, Jennifer saw the Yeti and at the Wind door there was a swirling as if something not quite visible was coming through. "Only in this room can the four elements meet" said the voice. "Only in this one room can they all come together to ravage a cheap slut who begs for them." 

"Yes, please," moaned Jennifer as she frantically rubbed herself to no avail. "I need to cum so bad, please fuck me....I want all of you at the same time. Please.....take me, fuck me, use me!" 

The four elements surged into the room at Jennifer's slutty invocation of them and all were intent on having another go at the busty whore. Jennifer found herself on her back with the clay demon's huge oozing cock filling up her ass while the Yeti pushed his monster dick into her pussy. Sandwiched between them, her mouth lolling open, she saw the lava demon's big fiery dick gleaming in her face, lava dripping from the hole in the end of it. Jennifer opened her mouth wider to engulf the molten cock that slid easily down her throat and now she had three of the elements fucking her. The hands of wind played across her swaying breasts and Jennifer moaned a gasping moan of pleasure around the lava demon's cock as the pleasure built in her again. Higher and higher the pleasure built as the four elements banged her pussy and ass and mouth and caressed her jugs. After what was surely hours of fucking, Jennifer threw back her head and screamed in a voice that matched the howling of the wind and came 

End Of Chapter 10



The Haunted House Ch. 11



Chapter 11 – The Town Square

The four elements made Jennifer cum a dozen times that night. The thought of being fucked by a huge hairy beast like the Yeti should have sent her screaming in terror, but instead she spread her legs for it and wrapped them around it to draw the massive cock deeper into her pussy. Jennifer's large ripe breasts bounced up and down as it took her and she loved it. When dawn finally came and the elements vanished back through their arches, Jennifer lay exhausted on the floor of the room. At that moment if she had been asked if she wanted to leave the house, she would have begged to stay. She would have begged to be ravished again over and over in every hole. 

Finally, Jennifer staggered to her feet and made her way to the shower where the gentle hands of Hlar and Hlox cleaned the cum from her body and brought her to two more orgasms in the process. Jennifer giggled as she climaxed yet again, wondering what the Guinness World Book of Records would say if she claimed to hold the record for the most orgasms in one day. Still laughing, Jennifer collapsed into her bed and fell asleep. 

As usual it was late when Jennifer awoke. After lunch, Jennifer returned to the front room to look at the day's entry in Samantha's diary. 

Good morning Jennifer. I trust you felt the earth move under you last night? It was terrifying to find myself being fucked in a lake of lava but I am not sure when I ever came so much. At times like that I almost think that I should remain in the house and not try to escape. It is the influence of the demons and I must fight it as must you. 

I have some news that you will find disturbing. The librarian has told me the missing ingredient for the recipe, but she has made me promise not to put it in my diary. She says that in order for the cosmic cycle to align properly, you must also learn the ingredient by going to see the librarian in your time. It may be that she is deceiving me in this with mystic nonsense, but i cannot take the chance. You will have to endure one more ritual and ride with the statue in order to gain your freedom. 

Jennifer sat there stunned. She was not sure whether to scream with frustration or to break down into sobbing. She had desperately hoped to avoid another visit to the smarmy horse demon / statue in the garden and the midnight ride that would follow. She knew that the horse demon hoped she would fail to return by sundown one of these days and that then it would claim her body in the town square. She had so hoped that the diary would tell her what she needed to know, but now that hope was dashed and she would have to debase herself one more time in order to go into town and meet with the old librarian. Jennifer shuddered and got to her feet. 

"He is waiting for you babe," laughed the picture demon. "He and I have a bet going to see who will get you first. Who do you want to win?" 

Angered, Jennifer decided to try and teach the picture demon a little lesson. She removed her clothes, knowing the demon could see her stripping even if it was powerless to do anything with her in the daylight. Then naked, she bounced over to the painting on the wall and standing on the couch rubbed her large breasts against it. Jennifer could sense the demon's frustration as her hard nipples rubbed against it. Finally satisfied with the results of her teasing in the forms of low muttered curses and moans from the picture, Jennifer stood back smiling. Next she dipped a finger into her wet pussy and taking it out, licked it clean in front of the impotent creature. Finally, she blew the creature a kiss and walked out the room. At the door she stopped, panties in hand and looked back at the picture. 

"Well sugar, I am off to blow the statue. Neither of you has got to fuck me yet, but he has at least felt my lips wrapped around his big dick and shot his load down my throat!" 

Out in the garden, Jennifer wondered what had possessed her to do and say those things! Possessed certainly was the right verb she thought sadly as she walked down the path towards the statue. She also knew it had not been a smart thing to taunt the picture demon and that it would probably find some way to take a perverted revenge on her, but at the moment she didn't care. She rather suspected that she had left the demon with at least a metaphorical hard on and no one to use it on which was a small bit of satisfaction. 

When Jennifer stepped into the clearing, the horse statue greeted her with its usual crudity. "Couldn't stay away huh babe? You just had to come back for another dose of my cock cream? So anxious, you are already naked you little whore! Why don't you just give in to the inevitable and let me mount you? I am going to get to fuck you one of these nights and I know you want it. You want to be fucked by my demon cock don't you sugar?" 

"You really do know how to sweet talk a girl don't you?" laughed Jennifer. "Well, you are never going to have me demon. It is bad enough that I have to suck you off in order to escape for even a short period of time, but I will never ever let you mount me." 

"He he, we will see," came the gravelly voice. "But for now, you must pay the price for your day of freedom. Crawl under me girl and start sucking my big dripping dick!" 

Jennifer didn't say anything more. She knew what she had to do and she slid under the statue and wrapped her lips about the huge cock head. A drop of precum dripped into her mouth and Jennifer swallowed it without hesitation when once she would have been totally disgusted by the thought of swallowing statue's cum. The thought that maybe being fucked by this huge cock would not be so bad briefly crossed her mind, but Jennifer quickly squashed the thought and turned all her attention to blowing the statue. Her tongue licked around the swollen head and then she licked the shaft as she bobbed her head up and down on the cock. With every inch of the massive dick down her throat, Jennifer continued to use her tongue on it and she was rewarded by the loud moans she heard coming from the statue. 

"Oh yeah baby, you are much better at sucking cock than when you first came to the house. Oh fuck, your mouth is so wet on my dick and that tongue of yours is driving me crazy. Just wrap those lips tighter around my cock and keep on sucking. You know you love it, and I love watching my cock slide in and out of your mouth while your big jugs bounce up and down. " 

Jennifer tried to shut out the words but they burned into her mind like fire and made her more ashamed of herself than she had been at any time yet since coming to he house. It was not just the words, but the truth that underlay them. She was starting to enjoy sucking cock. She was starting to enjoy being fucked night after night in every hole by the weirdest and grossest of creatures. She was starting to enjoy cum splattering in her mouth and over her face and breasts. She was actually trying her best to give the horse statue pleasure with her mouth as she worked the cock deep into her throat and used her tongue and lips to stimulate it even more. She knew her pussy was dripping wet with sexual excitement as she lay under the statue sucking on its mammoth cock, taking every inch into her mouth. Now she reached out to fondle the huge balls and felt them quiver in anticipation. A load of cum was boiling up inside of them and Jennifer sucked harder in order to release that tasty treasure. Licking and sucking and moaning, Jennifer put everything she had into the blowjob and finally the statue could not hold back any longer and pumped its load of cum into her waiting mouth. When Jennifer draped her panties over the cock of the demon statue and left, it was for once speechless. 

When Jennifer reached town, she couldn't help but notice the increased attention she was getting. People pointed at her and now and then she couldn't help but overhear snippets of comments. 

"Of course i am sure it was her. She was blonde and had huge tits and look at the size of the melons on her!" 

"I heard she had an orgy up at that house and seduced the whole football team." 

"The delivery man told my husband that the bimbo gave him a blow job when he was there the other day. She was out sun tanning in the nude when he came and just dropped to her knees like a slut." 

Ears and face burning with shame, Jennifer slipped into the library. The old woman seemed to be expecting Jennifer and quickly ushered her into the back room. 

"Samantha said that I had to come and ask you the missing ingredient in that horrid recipe," blurted out Jennifer as soon as the door closed. "Please, you must tell me!" 

"My my, you are desperate," smiled Miss Sherman. "I do think you might be willing to do anything for that last ingredient?" 

Jennifer gulped and stared at her wildly before finally managing a whispered "Yes". 

"What was that my dear?" asked Miss Sherman, "I didn't quite hear you." 

Resigned and beaten, Jennifer met the old woman's gaze briefly before hanging her head and saying in a clear voice "I will do anything you ask me to for that last ingredient." 

"Would you even be willing to make love to me?" asked Miss Sherman with a leer. 

"Yes," admitted Jennifer. "Anything." 

"My that sounds like fun," laughed the old woman. "I will close the library and we will go for a ride out into the country where I can ravish you properly." 

Jennifer gulped. "We can't go too far. I have to be back to the house by Sundown or ....." 

"Or the horse statue will mount you in the town square," interrupted Miss Sherman impatiently. "Trust me my dear, I know all about the price for being late but you will have to risk it. We must go out into the countryside to the only place where the last ingredient grows." 

"Then lets hurry please," begged Jennifer. "I can't bear the thought of having to let that demon beast have his foul way with me." 

Miss Sherman locked up the library and followed Jennifer out to her car. Once inside, the librarian ordered Jennifer to drive north. Jennifer felt a hand on her leg and looked down to see the old woman's fingers starting to creep up her leg. Jennifer tried not to shudder as the old woman's hand slid under her skirt and into her panties. 

"Ooo nice and wet," laughed the old woman. "I can hardly wait to slurp that pussy of yours dear. It has been a long time since I had another woman." Jennifer tried to ignore the touch of the old woman as they drove on into the countryside. Miss Sherman gave directions as they drove and Jennifer turned off into a country road that wound among the hills. Finally, she told Jennifer to stop and getting out of the car, she led Jennifer into the woods and finally to a clearing. 

It took Jennifer's eyes a little while to adjust as she looked around at the dimly lit clearing far under the eaves of the trees where little sunlight reached. At one side of the clearing was a rocky shelter with moss covered steps leading up to it. On either side of the steps were strange shaped rocks that looked like they had been carved by more than weather though they were so old that the original shape was lost in time. 

"What is this place?" asked Jennifer looking around. Miss Sherman didn't answer, but walked up the steps until she stood between the two stones. She raised her hands above her head and a beam of sunlight suddenly cut through the leaves and struck her. Jennifer gaped as she saw the wrinkled old librarian transform before her eyes. The shaft of golden sunlight seemed to color the hair from its white to a rich black. Lines of age vanished from her face. Her back straightened and her chest swelled and turned back the law of gravity with a vengeance. Even her clothes changed and when the transformation was done, a stunning full breasted raved haired woman in a high slit, low cut black gown stood there in place of the old wrinkled librarian in her dumpy clothes. 

"What? How?" was the best that the astonished Jennifer could manage as she gazed at the other woman. 

"Hello my dear Jennifer," said the sultry looking woman stepping down off the steps and coming towards Jennifer. "Surely you can guess who I really am!" 

"Samantha?" asked Jennifer in an uncertain voice that grew stronger with conviction. "You are Samantha Lee!" 

"Yes," smiled the woman. "Samantha Lee became Miss Sherman the librarian. You didn't find the last name a giveaway? Two old dead civil war generals?" 

"I don't understand though," protested Jennifer. "You escaped the house and became the town librarian, but why? And how is that you look so young now?" 

"Yin and Yang. There is a balance to the cosmos," said Samantha. "The demons in the house are creatures of night and darkness, but this is a long deserted temple of the Sun Goddess Solquarai. Here the results of the demon's depredations can at least momentarily be undone." 

"I still don't understand," said Jennifer. "Stop talking in riddles and hints. I need to know what happened to you and how I can escape that horrible house before it claims my soul forever!" 

Samantha sighed. "I did get the last ingredient, but it was flawed. It did allow me to escape the demons, but as I stepped out of the house, I aged a year in appearance for every orgasm I had while in that house. I went from the young beautiful woman you see before you to the wizened old crone in a blink of an eye! I had my freedom, but the price was my youth! No one recognized me when I reached the town. I found that the previous librarian had vanished. It is part of some cycle. You go from prisoner to being the librarian to .....I don't know where you go after that. It is a cycle where there is a hundred years of waiting by the demons for their next victim. That is one reason they are so lustful....waiting a full century between fucks builds up a lot of enthusiasm!" 

"Is there no way to break the cycle?" wailed Jennifer. "Am I doomed either to remain in the house, forever young and ravaged every night or to go free but as an old crone with all my beauty stripped from me?" 

Samantha put out a hand and wiped the tears from Jennifer's cheek. "I am not sure. I said there was a flaw in the final ingredient that I gathered. It was, I think that imperfection that caused the aging. If we can remove the flaw, then you might be able to escape and retain your youth." 

"Please tell me what the ingredient is and what the flaw was," begged Jennifer. 

"I shall my dear," whispered Samantha, "but first you must keep your promise to Miss Sherman and let me make love to you." With that, Samantha slipped her gown off to stand there in the clearing totally naked. 

"But, but..." protested Jennifer feebly. She tore her eyes off the large soft breasts of Samantha and looked her in the eyes. The eyes were green and glowing like two living emeralds. 

"Do you not find me attractive?" asked Samantha as she ran her hands over her large globular breasts and down her thighs. Her nipples were already hard and pointing straight at Jennifer. 

"Yes," admitted Jennifer, "I think you are beautiful!" With that Jennifer was lost. Making love to another woman had at one time seemed a terrible perversion, but now she could feel the lust building in her for this other woman. The curve of her breasts tantalized Jennifer and she reached out to Samantha and took her in her arms, their lips crushing together as they embraced. Jennifer could feel Samantha's breasts rubbing against her own like two white hot points. She felt Samantha's hands stroking her hair, running down her back and cupping her ass as they kissed, lips parting to let tongues entwine. 

Jennifer sank slowly to her knees in front of Samantha, kissing her way down the other woman's body. Running her tongue over the large breasts and then down her stomach until it stabbed between Samantha's legs and into her pussy. Jennifer thrust her tongue deep inside the other woman, tasting the juices there. She had never tasted anything so sweet and Samantha moaned as stroked Jennifer's face as she pressed her face against her pussy. Jennifer found the hard nib of Samantha's clit with her tongue and licked it which sent Samantha into new heights of pleasure. 

"Oh yes Jennifer," moaned Samantha loudly, "lick my pussy and my clit. Ooo, that feels so fucking good. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" After several long minutes, Samantha finally pushed Jennifer back onto the mossy ground and crawled on top of her, once more kissing the busty blonde on the lips. Then Samantha began to undress the trembling Jennifer and soon the two women lay naked on the soft ground running their hands over each other, savoring the feel of the other's naked flesh. Over and over they rolled until Jennifer found herself on top looking down at Samantha. The other woman smiled up at Jennifer and once more drew her head down for a long passionate kiss on the lips. With their full breasts rubbing on each other and their pussies grinding into each other the two women kissed. It was the most erotic lovemaking Jennifer had ever known. There was none of the crudity or lust of the demons, only the tenderness that comes from a shared experience. Samantha had waited a hundred years for this moment and every touch of Jennifer's sent a thrill running through her body like electricity. Gaping for breath, she climaxed for the first time in a century and felt Jennifer's own body tense as the younger woman reached orgasm. 

After that first climax, the two women lay there in each other's arms for some time, content to stroke each other's body and bask in the warm glow of their orgasms. After a while, Samantha stirred and began to lick her way down Jennifer's body. Jennifer was happy to lie there as the other woman licked and sucked on her large tits, soon bringing new moans of pleasure from Jennifer. Then Samantha continued her exploration of Jennifer's body, working lower and lower. "I did tell you in the car that I wanted to lick that sweet pussy of yours!" whispered Samantha as she dipped her tongue into Jennifer's juices and began to lap them up like a kitten laps up milk. Jennifer could do nothing but moan and writhe on the ground in pleasure as Samantha's tongue in her pussy brought her to another earth shattering climax. 

It was only after her fifth orgasm that Jennifer noticed the light starting to dim and she glanced up in panic. The sun was setting! She had become so lost in her lovemaking with Samantha that she had lost track of the time and if she didn't hurry then she was going to have to pay the price demanded by the statue. How could she have let this happen? "I've got to go," cried Jennifer reaching for her discarded clothes. 

"You can't or the last ingredient will be flawed," insisted Samantha holding fast to Jennifer's arm. "Look over there!" Samantha pointed to a spot just below the steps and saw a flower beginning to open. It had pure black petals with a even darker center like a black hole that all light dropped into. "The last ingredient is one petal from the Black Daisy, picked as you climax. When you add that petal to the cum from thirteen demons you will have the means to escape the house. I knew this but I panicked at the thought of the horse statue. I picked a petal as soon as it started to open and ran for the house like a coward. The flower achieves its full potency only when it has fully opened and only when the picker is in the midst of an orgasm. Now Jennifer my dear, lie down and let me lick that sweet pussy of yours one more time until you cum." 

Jennifer's thoughts swirled around in panic and confusion. She needed that final ingredient but if she delayed to pick it, the statue demon would claim her for stud. It was a choice between another horrible but finite moment of humiliation and a lifetime of freedom. In the end there was no other choice and Jennifer lay down and spread her legs to let Samantha's mouth have access to her pussy one more time. As the sun sank towards the horizon and her climax began to build the flower opened fully and then as a rush of pleasure flooded her, Jennifer picked three black petals from the flower. 




The Haunted House Ch. 11



After this final climax, Jennifer lay there with her eyes closed for several seconds enjoying the feelings coursing through her body. Suddenly her eyes flew open and she saw the sun dangerously close to the horizon. Still half naked she raced for her car. She climbed in drove off at breakneck speed leaving Samantha behind in her desperate rush to make it home by sundown. Jennifer sped down the road and through the town watching as the red orb of the sun slid inexorably towards the horizon. She turned into the driveway with just the merest sliver of the sun visible in t he sky, and leapt from the car rushing towards the house. She was going to make it! She was going to be saved the humiliation of being fucked in the town square by the demon! In her hurry she slipped and fell sprawling on the front lawn or did that vine reach up to trip her? Stunned and gasping for breath, Jennifer struggled to her knees and saw the sun sink totally below the horizon. In mute horror, she realized that she had lost and that the statue would claim her at midnight. Sobbing, she got to her feet and stumbled through the door. The entire house seemed to echo with laughter as all the demons relished the knowledge of what was to come in a few short hours and took delight in Jennifer's anguish. An anguish that only would grow as she waited numbly for the clock to strike midnight. 

The next few hours were a daze for the terrified Jennifer. How could she have let this happen. The afternoon had been so wonderful, making love to Samantha had been the highlight of her life so far and now in a few short hours she would be subjected to the foulest debasement of her life. She remembered once when she had been young how she had misbehaved and her mother had told her that she would get a spanking when her dad came home. She had spent the whole night in terror and this was a thousand times worse! Jennifer lay in bed with the covers pulled up over her head shaking in fear as the clock continued to tick. She hard it ring nine o clock then ten then eleven. The final hour both crawled by and rushed like lemmings over the cliff. Finally the clock struck twelve and the whole house was totally silent as if the world was holding its breath. Jennifer remained under her covers like an ostrich with its head in the sand hoping that nothing bad could happen if she didn't see it. 

After a few minutes, however, the creaking began. Branches rapped on the window and the sky began to cloud up. Thunder rolled and lightning crashed in great sheets in the sky. The wind howled like a million demented wolves baying at the unseen moon. Finally, Jennifer could stand it no longer and she rose out of her bed, dropping her gown to the floor and walked naked down the stairs with her heart thudding. She would have to go through with this final degradation she knew. Out in the garden she went naked, the lightning showing her form off in tantalizing flashes and shadows as she approached the horse that stood there waiting for her. 

"Hello my sweet dear Jennifer. You failed to return in time and now you must pay the price. Mount up and we shall go for a ride and when we get to town, it will be my turn to mount you! I do hope there are some people there to see me claiming that sweet cunt of yours. What will they think of you? All those people watching you Jennifer. Think of people seeing you naked with your big cow tits hanging down. Imagine all those people watching you get fucked by my huge cock!" 

Jennifer flushed but only nodded meekly and climbed onto the back of the beast and it cleared the fence in a mighty surge and thundered towards the town. Jennifer felt the muscles of the horse ripple under her thighs as it raced through the night. It didn't head for the town square immediately but raced up and down the streets as if trying to attract as much attention as it could. Jennifer her shouts now and then as she was spotted and then suddenly there they were in the town square. The moment she had dreaded was at hand. 

"Please no, don't do this," she begged the horse. 

"Get off whore," said the horse in its gravelly voice. "I am going to fuck you here in the town square like the slut you are. Now get down and lean against that post and spread your legs for me." 

Resigned to her fate, Jennifer dismounted and leaned against the lamp post in the middle of the town square and spread her legs far apart. The light from the lamp gave anyone who might be watching a good view of her naked body and Jennifer cringed at the thought. 

Jennifer glanced over her shoulder and saw the body of the horse pulsing with a sick green light. The flesh of the beast writhed and seemed to be changing form. When the glow subsided, Jennifer saw a man's head and chest on top of the horse body. A centaur! Half man, half horse. Jennifer's gaze shifted downward and she saw all to clearly the horse like part of the mythical creature smirking at her naked body under the lamplight.

"I was going to do you in my full horse form," laughed the familiar gravelly voice, "but I just couldn't resist getting my hands on the big melons of yours Jennifer." 

Suddenly the centaur / demon reared up and it towered over the cowering Jennifer. Jennifer felt a pair of huge hairy hands grab her breasts and begin to fondle them while something hard rubbed against her ass and she shuddered knowing it was the centaur's huge horse sized cock. Then she felt it rubbing at her pussy lips and she stifled a scream as the massive head slipped inside her. 

"Mmmmmm baby you are a tight fit," panted the centaur as it slid another few inches of its cock into Jennifer. "This feels so good Jennifer. I hope you are enjoying it as much as I am and those boys over there who are watching me take you! Here let me slide a few more inches into your pussy. Ahhhhhhhhh you are nice and wet. I think you are excited by this Jennifer." 

Jennifer hugged the pole, tears streaming down her face as she felt the centaur slide more and more of its huge cock inside her. There was no way it could all fit, but the centaur was determined to fit it in. Jennifer felt her breasts being squeezed and mauled by the hands of the thing fucking her as the centaur slid a few more inches insider her. Out of the corner of her eye Jennifer saw a couple who looked like a husband and wife out for a stroll. The two were standing there looking dumfounded as they watched the naked blonde being fucked by the centaur. Jennifer heard other voices and she knew that others were watching her defilement by this half man, half beast. She heard the click of cameras and the flash of bulbs as some of them snapped pictures of her leaning against the lamppost in the town square with a huge cock shoved into her pussy from behind. It was increasingly hard, however, to hold back the moans of pleasure she felt as the massive cock filled her up and rammed in and out of her. The realization that she was starting to enjoy the fucking sent waves of shame to mingle with the pleasure. How could she possibly be enjoying this? She was being raped in public by a demon beast that was half man and half horse. But she was starting to enjoy it, God help her she was! 

"Oh yeah, baby. I got every inch of my cock inside you now," moaned the centaur as it started to slide in and out of her. The force made Jennifer's whole body rock back and forth and she held onto the post for dear life. "Beg me to fuck you," ordered the half man, half horse. "I want these people to know what a cheap little whore you are." 

Sobbing, Jennifer complied. "Ahhhhhhhhh yes, fuck me. Fuck me you dirty beast," cried Jennifer and to her shock she really did want it. "Oh yes baby, shove that big demon cock into my pussy and fuck my brains out. Do me. Fuck me!" cried Jennifer and the centaur was happy to oblige. It began to piston its cock in and out of Jennifer who was now screaming for it to fuck her between moans of pleasure. Tits wildly bouncing up and down, Jennifer bucked her hips to the strokes of the centaur until finally she felt a huge gusher of cum boil into her pussy as it came. There was far too much for her to contain it all and it dribbled out of her cunt and down her legs. Jennifer continued to ride the still hard cock until she too climaxed and then she hung there spent. 

When she heard the clapping and the whistles, Jennifer finally realized the full impact of what she had done and felt shame running through her like a red hot knife. She managed to slip herself off the huge pole in her pussy and climbed back on the centaur which had resumed its full horse form. 

"Take me home, please" she asked it. 

"He he, sure baby," growled the horse. "I think we have shown the people in this town what a slut you really are!" 

End Of Chapter 11



The Haunted House Ch. 12



Chapter 12 - Eclipse

Jennifer slid from the back of the horse demon the instant it touched down after clearing the fence on its return to the garden. Sobbing, Jennifer raced into the house, the laughter and crude comments of the horse chasing her inside. 

"Well that was well worth the wait Jennifer. I really liked having my big cock inside that tight wet pussy of yours. I think you enjoyed it too, and I bet you can't wait to do it again and again and again! It was especially nice because the town folk got to see you getting fucked! My, my, whatever will they think about you now? Will they believe what they saw? Did they really see a busty blonde whore being fucked in public by a centaur? Half man and half horse, but you know first hand now which half was horse like!" 

Jennifer practically threw herself into the shower, frantically turning on the taps to try and wash the filth from her body. The cum from the centaur had dried all the way down her legs and she was desperate to wash it from her body. Jennifer only wished she could wash the memory and the shame from her mind as she could the dried semen from her body. 

Jennifer felt the first blast of water strike her and she started to scrub herself clean. She could also feel suddenly the presence of Hlar and Hlax as they materialized in the shower with her. For once, Jennifer shrank from their touch having just been degraded by another demon. 

"Do not be afraid of us," whispered the soft voice of Hlar. "My brother and I will never hurt you Jennifer. We are not like the others in this house. We are mere water spirits. When the boundary between reality and unreality was broken and the demons poured through to this house, we came along because we were bored. We mean no harm to anyone and we will leave you alone if you ask us to. We only meant to bring you pleasure with our caresses and never pain of any sort." 

Jennifer heard Hlox murmuring assent and she felt her body relax. There was a definite difference between the two water spirits and the others in this house. Hlar and Hlox were never crude, only gentle and loving. "No, don't go. Please stay," whispered Jennifer. "I have really enjoyed your company and would miss you if you were not here. It is just...the others are so crude and demeaning in the things they make me do. They are never gentle and loving like you two are." 

"We hope you will escape Jennifer, even if it means losing you," whispered Hlox. "Can we help you clean up?" 

"Please," replied Jennifer. The bar of soap and washcloth hovered in the air then the soapy washcloth began to run over Jennifer's full breasts and all over the blonde's body. Jennifer felt another pair of hands running over her back and ass and knew that Hlox was at work on the other side. Jennifer closed her eyes in contentment and let the water and the soft hands caress her body and clean the slime from it. Fingers caressed her pussy and brought her to an orgasm. 

"I must warn you about something," whispered Hlox into her ear. "The demons know about your escape plan but it amuses them to have you try and collect the thirteen mouthfuls of cum from them. You have one more day to get the last two samples and they intend to let you only have one. The picture demon who contends with the statue for mastery will take you tonight. It is very angry that the statue got you first and about how you taunted it the other day." 

Jennifer trembled at these words but then she remembered. "I have eleven samples Hlox, but I did not get one from you as I didn't know about the recipe when we first met. Will you give me a sample now?" 

Jennifer felt the water spirit hesitate. "Are you sure you want this Jennifer? Hlar and I both love you deeply and I would not want to take advantage of you." 

"I am sure," assured Jennifer and she slid to her knees in the shower and opened her mouth to show her willingness. "Please Hlox, fuck my mouth and give me a sample of cum." There was no verbal response from the water sprit, but Jennifer felt something warm and hard slide into her mouth and she eagerly wrapped her lips around it and began to suck on the invisible cock. Jennifer swirled her tongue around the head of the cock, licking it and sucking it with all the passion she had. This was not a violent oral rape as most or forced coercion as the other blowjobs she had given were. She wanted Hlox to enjoy this and put all her new found expertise in sucking cock into blowing the water spirit. From the moaning she could hear, she was being very successful and as she continued to lick and suck Hlox, she felt Hlar start to lick her pussy from behind. Soon Jennifer was moaning as loudly as Hlox as his sister matched Jennifer lick for lick. With her large full breasts dangling and the warm water of the shower running over her naked body, Jennifer took the full length of the invisible cock down her throat until she felt the water spirit's balls banging on her chin. Moaning with lust, Jennifer bobbed her head up and down on the unseen cock as Hlar's tongue sped her towards her own orgasm. Jennifer and Hlox came at the same time, pleasure flowing through Jennifer's body even as she felt the warm jet of liquid spurt into her mouth. An instant later and dawn broke leaving Jennifer alone in the shower with her mouthful of cum. 

Careful not to swallow, Jennifer wrapped a towel around herself and found the jar in the kitchen. The jar was almost bursting with the amount of cum inside it and Jennifer realized that the stuff was alive in a sense because it was growing in volume. Jennifer transferred the slimy mess to a larger jar and added Hlox's mouthful to it. Twelve samples down and one to go. She was sure that Hlox was right and that the painting demon would take her tonight. Even if the demon knew she had gotten the sample from Hlox, she doubted it could resist coming for her tonight. Jennifer shuddered but knew that she would have to endure one more degradation in order to escape. It could not be any worse that being fucked by the centaur / statue in public she thought bitterly. Jennifer also checked the small box she had put the three petals of the Black Daisy in. Both were safe. Jennifer knew that Samantha had said only one was needed, but something had made her pick the extra petals. Somehow she felt that it was important though how she didn't know at the moment. Finally to exhausted to stay awake any longer, Jennifer stumbled up the stairs to her bed and was soon fast asleep. 

Jennifer was woken around noon by the sound of the phone ringing. "Hello?" she muttered blearily into the receiver when she finally got it on the sixth or seventh ring. 

"Miss Marlowe?" asked the voice at the other end of the line. It sounded familiar, but Jennifer was not awake enough to concentrate and identify it. 

"Yes, who is this?" 

"This is Reverend Andrew Southerby. We met once before if you recall?" 

Jennifer woke up in a hurry at the name. She remembered the blackmailing preacher all too well. He had forced her into sucking his cock in order to keep him quiet about her Lady Godiva rides and she doubted that he was phoning her to ask about her health. "What do you want Reverend?" she asked him warily. 

"Why my dear Jennifer, I would love to have your tight wet pussy wrapped around my cock and fuck your little brains out," responded the Reverend. "However, that is not why I am calling. Some of the people in the town have become concerned about you and your slutty actions. There are rumors going around about a party you had with some of their children. One girl even claims that she was raped by some demons in your house. A ridiculous story of course, but there are a number of people who are sure it was you riding naked through the town on a horse. In fact I heard a few people this morning claiming that they saw you being fucked some kind of half human, half horse last night in the town square. You should have told me about that...I would love to have seen that." 

"I see," broke in Jennifer with a catch in her voice. "But how do these stories relate to this phone call?" 

"Well, some of the concerned citizens have come to me as the spiritual leader of the community. I have assured them that the stories are total fabrications from the overactive imaginations of hormone driven teenagers. And as for the centaur, I mean who would believe in a story about a woman having public sex with some type of mythical creature? Sill, they are not convinced. They would like to have a meeting with you to discuss things and I said I would arrange it." 

Jennifer did her best not to laugh when the good reverend made his "spiritual leader" comment and asked the preacher what he expected to get out of this. 

"Well my dear, I am sure I can convince the parents that they are mistaken and in return, I expect to fuck that nice cunt of yours and your big tits whenever I want. I think it will become necessary for me to make pastoral visits to you on a weekly basis. When I come, I expect you to strip naked for me and get on your knees and suck me like the cheap little whore that you are." 

Jennifer was about to tell the good reverend to go fuck himself when the air suddenly became thick as if it had turned to liquid. Everything seemed to slow down as if time halted for a few seconds. A voice that sounded like that of the picture demon whispered in Jennifer's ear. "Tell him you would be glad to meet with him and the ladies at three this afternoon." 

Time returned to normal and Jennifer found herself telling the reverend that she would be happy to meet him and delegation of parents at three and that she was looking forward to the preacher's first pastoral visit. 

After hanging up, Jennifer got out of bed and padded into the front room to look at the painting. "What exactly are you up to?" she asked it, but the painting remained silent like the inanimate object it was supposed to be. 

After lunch, Jennifer returned to the front room to look at the day's entry in Samantha's diary. 

Good morning my darling Jennifer. Our love making yesterday (though a hundred years in the future for me) was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I am sorry I had to trick you, but I could not let the demons know about our escape plans. I am so sorry about what you went through last night. It was the one degradation I avoided through my cowardice. I picked the petal too soon and though I made it back to the house on time and escaped the price, I paid a greater price upon leaving the house. I could not let that happen to you, so I hope you will forgive me for delaying you in the woods until it was too late.  

Your deliverance is close at hand, however. The recipe will set you free. As for today, expect two midnights. Until we meet again Jennifer, be of stout heart for our deliverance is near at hand if we have the courage to seize it. 

Two midnights pondered Jennifer, what does that mean? More importantly, Jennifer realized that she didn't know how to use the recipe or what exactly it would do. Jennifer recalled the large number of books in the library on the occult and witchcraft. Perhaps she might find an answer to her questions there as the books had belonged to Samantha. As for the meeting with the reverend and the parents, Jennifer shrugged her shoulders. Obviously the house wanted the meeting to take place and Jennifer was certain she would not like the reason or the outcome, but it was not like she had any choice in the matter. 

Jennifer spent a couple of hours in the library poring over the dusty old books. She was close to giving up her search when she finally found something. She had found countless potions with bizarre ingredients but no mention of demon cum or black daisy petals until she found a hand written note on the back cover of a book on magical potions. It looked more like a poem than a recipe and Jennifer had a tough time making out the writing let alone understanding what it meant. 

Black Daisy picked in full bloom Though horror apon horror doest loom One shall set thee free Two for the ones who loves thee To the demon numbered concoction you must add Then once more to have all the demons you have had Until exhausted they shall be And one final kiss shall set thee free  

Jennifer sighed. Did everyone have to speak in riddles? Glancing at her watch she saw it was a quarter to three, so she had to leave the pondering of the riddle until later and get ready for her meeting. When she got to her room, Jennifer had a surprise waiting for her. The house had apparently decided on her outfit for the meeting and it was laid out neatly on the bed. Jennifer was rather surprised at the nature of the outfit. She had half expected something whorish in an attempt to humiliate her, but instead it was a very prim and proper outfit. There was a white cotton blouse and a black knee length skirt. The bra and panties were a bit frilly but not overly so and the shoes were a sensible pair of low healed black loafers. When Jennifer dressed and looked at herself in the mirror, she appeared to be the very model of a prim and prude schoolteacher or maybe a librarian. There was even a pair of glasses on her dresser and a tie to put her hair up in a proper school marm fashion. The lenses in the glasses were apparently of plain glass as they did nothing to affect her vision when she put them on. Still suspicious of the ulterior motives of the house and the demons, Jennifer went downstairs to await her meeting. 

Promptly at three, the doorbell rang and of course the damn thing opened just fine to let in the delegation. Besides the "good" Reverend Southerby, there were four couples. Once seated in the front room, the preacher performed introductions. 

Jennifer was a bit surprised at the relative youth of the couples as none of them looked over 40. Palmerville she reflected, however, was the sort of small town where the girls married young and raised kids. Married at 18 or 19 they had kids who were that age now and they were still in their 30s. 

One of the couples was black, Harold's and Heather's parents Jennifer found out as the reverend introduced Sam and Barbara Williams to her. Idly, Jennifer wondered if Harold had got his big cock from his dad and hurriedly tried to banish such lewd thoughts from her mind. Sally's parent, Sara and Jim were there as well. Sally had obviously got her red hair and her bust from her mother who had a set of knockers that almost rivaled Jennifer's pair. Tom's parents were there as well, Tom Sr. and Mary, a petite dark haired woman. The final couple were introduced as Boris and Natasha. Jennifer stifled a giggle wondering if they had named their kids Rocky and Bullwinkle and how in the heck the two ended up in Palmerville with names like that! Natasha was a very nice looking woman whose long raven colored hair reached well down her back. Jennifer found herself starting to undress the woman in her mind before catching herself and tuned back in to what Reverend Southerby was saying. 

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I know you are all concerned about your children and ensuring that they are being given a proper moral upbringing, but I can personally assure you that Miss Marlowe here is a fine upstanding woman..." 

"Fine upstanding women don't go riding around town stark naked on a horse after dark and seducing our children," sniffed Barbara Williams. "My only interest in coming here is to get this tramp run out of town." She turned to sneer at Jennifer. "You can either agree to go voluntarily dear or we will have you charged with public nudity and anything else we can think of. I think a judge would agree that your actions even constituted rape." 

"I don't know what you are talking about," Jennifer protested. "A horse? I don't own a horse so how could I be seen riding one let alone naked?" 

"Listen you blonde bimbo," broke in Sara. "I saw you standing naked at the window the other day. You have no shame. You smiled and waved at us while you stood there with no clothes on for the world to see." 

Jennifer blushed, but tried to rally. "I'm real sorry about that. I had just gotten up and I forgot for a second that I hadn't dressed when I went to look out the window." 

"It was well after noon and you were just getting up," snorted Mary derisively. "We all know what kind of woman gets up that late and what they were doing the night before so that they slept so late." 

"Yes, two bit whores," chimed in Natasha with a nasty edge in her voice. "And women who fuck animals in the town square if the reports from last night are to be believed!" 

"Look, I don't have to sit here in my own house and take this," snapped Jennifer. "Unless you have some proof to back up these silly allegations, I suggest you leave! The good reverend told me about the things reported in the town square last night. Surely, you don't believe in centaurs and other mythical creatures?" 

"This is pointless," said Barbara Williams and started to stand up. Just then a shudder ran through the house and the sky outside began to dim. Startled, Jennifer looked out the window and saw the sun starting to disappear. It was an eclipse, the second midnight in Samantha's diary. Jennifer felt her heart stop. The demons lost their power in daylight, but if the sun was lost in an eclipse then that might free the demons during the day! There was a startled shriek from behind Jennifer and Jennifer spun around to see her worst fears materializing. Barbara Williams had sat down in a big armchair and when she tried to get up, the armchair had literally grabbed her and held her in place. In fact, it looked like the arms on the chair had a set of hands that were busy groping the woman's large black jugs. The other women were being similarly fondled by arms that had materialized out of the other chairs and the sofa. The men looked on in shock as they saw their wives being fondled by the furniture. 

"Ooops," said Jennifer. "I think the house has plans for you ladies. I suggest you relax and try and enjoy yourselves." 

There was a wicked laugh coming from the painting and suddenly in a flash of light, the four women disappeared leaving Jennifer in the front room with the Reverend and the four husbands. 

Barbara Williams suddenly found herself in another room of the house. It looked like it had been the children's room at one time as it was filled with stuffed animals of all types. There were cute cuddly teddy bears, dogs, monkeys, lions, tigers and other animals all over the place. Barbara looked around and found the door, but when she tried the knob, it wouldn't budge. As she fought with the door, her back to the room, she failed to notice the animals starting to stir and move. It was only when a crude voice spoke to her that she spun around to all the stuffed animals moving towards her with purpose. 

"That is a nice looking ass you got there baby," said the teddy bear. "I can hardly wait to rape it!" Barbara gazed down at the cute little bear in shock, and saw the huge cock between its' furry legs. In fact, all the animals were similarly endowed. There were toothy grins on their faces as they advanced on the shocked woman who turned and started to bang frantically on the door and screaming for help. She was still banging on the door when she felt furry hands seize her and drag her onto the floor where they began to tear at her clothes. 

Sara found herself standing on the basement steps when the flash of light subsided. This can't be happening was all she could think. How could the sofa have come alive like that and start fondling her tits? How could she suddenly find herself on the basement stairs with no recollection of how she had got there? Sara turned to march up the stairs and quite failed to see the hands reaching for her. When the clawed hands seized her ankles and tugged it was far too late to do anything as she found herself under the stairs with a pack of evil looking creatures gathered around her. 




The Haunted House Ch. 12



"Ooo, this looks like the mother of the little bitch we were fucking the other night!" exclaimed Gold. 

"I bet the mother is a better fuck," said Blue. 

"Let's find out shall we?" asked Green and he reached down and ripped Sara's dress from her body. 

"Look at the size of those boobs," giggled Yellow, "They will look nice with cum all over them don't you think?" 

Sara began to scream at that point, but there was no one to hear her. 

Mary found herself in the kitchen. Dazed she looked around wondering what the hell had happened to her. She tried to open the swinging door out of the kitchen but it refused to budge. She started to pound on it and holler for her husband, but to no avail. After a while she stopped and started looking for something that would help her get out of the kitchen. On the stove, a pot was burbling gently. When she lifted the lid, it smelled of chocolate. Curious despite the circumstances, she dipped her finger in the mixture and tasted it. Mmmm it was fudge. 

"Well my dear," said a voice behind her. "Which would do you want in your pussy and which do you want in your ass?" Mary turned around to gawk at the tiny figure of Taz who was holding a stick of celery in one hand and large cucumber in the other. As Mary watched several dozen more small figures appeared around the kitchen and began to close in on her. 

"Stay away from me!" screamed Mary and she grabbed for the frying pan intending to bash a few heads in. 

"You know Mary, you look a lot like that Mary Tyler Moore on TV," grinned Taz. "You got spunk just like her. We like spunk. We like giving our spunk to women too! Now put down that frying pan Mary and start taking off your clothes. You tried our special recipe and as you are starting to find out, you don't have any choice but to do what we tell you!" 

Mary gasped and put the fry pan down. Her hands went to the buttons on her blouse and she found herself starting to strip for the horrible little creatures. 

Natasha found herself standing in the middle of a grove of trees in the overgrown garden behind the house. "What the fuck?" she began as she whirled around. 

"He he he, did someone say fuck?" came a gravelly voice. It took Natasha several seconds to realize it was coming from a statue of a horse that was half concealed by the trees. The same trees whose vines were slithering across the ground towards the buxom dark haired woman. In her shock at being talked to by a statue, Natasha quite failed to notice the vines until they started to wrap themselves around her ankles. With a scream, Natasha tried to break free but quickly found herself spread eagled and suspended in mid air. As she watched in horror, the vines began to rip her clothing off and soon she was left stark naked. Her horror increased tenfold when she suddenly heard creaking as if stone were moving and the clip clopping of hooves and looked up to see the statue advancing on her. There was a huge erection hanging down from the thing and the tip glistened with a drop of precum, 

"Mmm, I am going to enjoy mounting you whore," said the statue as it reached her. It rubbed its huge dick on her bare leg and grinned evilly at the naked woman. "You ever been fucked by a statue before?" Natasha started to scream, but it didn't do her any good. 

Back in the front room, the Reverend and the four other men sat there blinking as the lights faded leaving them alone with Jennifer and wondering where their wives had gone. 

"I demand to know what is going on here!" shouted Harold's dad starting to stand up. "What happened to my wife? Where is she?" His indignation was interrupted by another flash of light as the room transformed itself. Jennifer found herself standing on a stage, still dressed in her prim clothes, but holding onto a stripper pole. The rest of the front room was transformed into a smoky strip club with the Reverend and the other four men sitting at the table closest to the stage. As Jennifer gazed around in shock and horror, a voice came from nowhere. 

"And now, appearing for the first time on stage, Miss Jennifer Marlowe. She wants to show you everything she has got because she is a real slut under those prim and proper clothes!" Rather than the bump and grind music that Jennifer expected, a soft melody began to play. Her heart pounding, Jennifer recognized the theme song from "To Sir With Love" and found her body starting to sway gently to the music. Jennifer undid the top two buttons on her blouse which showed a substantial amount of cleavage to the audience who began to call for her to take it all off. 

Jennifer undid the band holding her hair back and shook her head while removing her glasses. Suddenly the prim school teacher look was being replaced by that of a sultry tigress as she continued to sway to the music. One by one she undid the buttons on her blouse, aware of the five men gazing at her body as she moved around the stage. Jennifer could sense people or things sitting at all the other tables in the bar, but she could not catch a glimpse of them in the darkened room. Only the table with the five men was close enough to the stage lights to make them out and their eyes were glued to her boobs as she undid the last button on her blouse and held it open for them to see her goodies. Jennifer smiled and dropped the blouse to the floor, kicking it towards the audience with her foot. It landed on the table and Jennifer saw Tom Sr. pick it up and smiled up at her as she jiggled about on the walkway. 

Next to go was her skirt and Jennifer wiggled her ass as she strutted her stuff on the stage. Part of her mind was screaming at the other part asking it what the hell she was doing, while the other part stuck out its tongue and wiggled its ass. When Jennifer reached for the front clasp on her bra, she knew that the five pairs of eyes were focused on her heaving bosom and she teased them for several long seconds, hesitating as if she might change her mind, but then her hands fell and down fluttered the bra leaving her massive orbs exposed. Another minute of wiggling and off came the panties and Jennifer stood naked on the stage smiling at the five men. 

"How about a lap dance sweetie?" called Tom Sr. and gestured towards his lap where there was a very noticeable bulge in his pants. In fact, all five men had large tents forming in their pants. Jennifer jiggled over and lowered herself onto Tom Sr's lap and began to grind her ass into the hard cock. As Jennifer sat their jiggling, Sam Williams reached out and cupped one of her large tits in each hand and began to squeeze and caress them. As Jennifer looked around she saw Jim, Boris and the Reverend all rubbing their cocks through their pants. 

"Hey boys, why don't you take those things out before they poke a hole through your pants?" she asked them. The men looked a little startled at her sluttyness, but they didn't need to be asked twice and soon had their rigid cocks in their hands stroking them. Still watching her intently as she got up and knelt down in front of Tom Sr. Jennifer's nimble hands undid his belt and pulled down his zipper before pulling his swollen cock into view. Enraptured, they watched the nude blonde run her tongue around the head of Tom's cock, licking it like a lollypop. "Mmmm, tasty," murmered Jennifer as she licked a drop of precum from the tip.

Sam was kneeling behind her now, his hands still cupping her full breasts as she opened her lips and let Tom's cock head slide into her mouth. Jennifer felt Sam fumbling with his belt and then as her mouth engulfed Tom's dick and took it deep into her throat, she felt a huge slab of meat smack her in the ass. Jennifer glanced briefly over her shoulder and gasped when she saw the 15 inches that Sam had to offer. Harold certainly had gotten his cock from his dad thought Jennifer as she watched Sam rubbing his hardening cock over her ass. "Do you want me to fuck you with my big black snake?" laughed Sam as pressed himself against Jennifer, his hands roaming over her body as she continued to blow Tom. Jennifer couldn't talk with her mouth full, but she did nod and moan which he took for a yes. Sam reached down and slid a finger into Jennifer's pussy. "Mmmm you are wet and ready," he laughed again and slid just the huge tip of his cock head into Jennifer's pussy. Jennifer moaned as she felt the huge bulbous head enter her and she redoubled her sucking on Tom's dick. Inch by black inch, Sam slid his cock into Jennifer's well lubricated pussy and when he had every inch inside her, he began to pump his monster meat in and out of the moaning Jennifer. 

Impaled on one end by Tom's cock in her mouth and at the other with Sam's big black dick in her pussy, Jennifer was thrust from pillar to post or make that cock to cock as the two men began to rock her back and forward between them. There were loud slapping sounds as Sam's big balls smacked into Jennifer with each stroke and there were muffled gagging sounds as Jennifer had her face fucked by Tom. Tits bouncing up and down, Jennifer felt Tom's cock tighten in her mouth and she knew what that meant. She was right and a few seconds later a huge wad of cum exploded into her mouth. Tom continued to slide his cock into Jennifer's cum filled mouth and she was forced to swallow his load. A few minutes later, Sam gave a great cry and he dumped his load of cum into her pussy. The two men pulled their dripping cocks out of Jennifer and only then did she become aware of the other three man standing over her naked body and jerking their cocks. One by one, Jim, Boris and the Reverend began to shoot their loads onto her face and tits until huge wads of cum trailed down Jennifer's face. Unheard by the men, Jennifer could hear the painting demon laugh as it watched the men shoot their loads over the busty blonde slut. 

Out in the kitchen, things were also heating up. Sweet, petite little Mary was on her back on the kitchen table with her legs spread wide as one of the kitchen gnomes shoved a huge dildo made of lime jello into her pussy. The mold was a custom made job, smirked Taz as he rubbed his cock over her cheek. Mary sobbed as she looked down and saw the green wobbly dick bringing her closer and closer to a climax. "That's it my dear," cum real good and soak that thing with your juices. When you do, we will put it in your mouth next" said Taz conversationally as if he was discussing the weather. 

"Please no, don't!" begged Mary in horror but then she couldn't keep it back any longer and she climaxed in a magnificent burst of pleasure. Then while she was still basking in the glow, the kitchen gnomes lived up to their promised and shoved the pussy juice drenched jello dildo into her mouth and began to fuck it as she gagged and squealed. 

There was also gagging and squealing going on under the stairs as the stair demons gang raped Sara. Tears were streaming from her eyes as she knelt naked on the dirt floor with her big tits hanging down heavily. Gold has his cock in her mouth and was pulling her head up and down on it. Green was under her with his cock in her pussy and his hands holding her big tits while Blue had his huge cock in her ass, thrusting deep into her with every stroke. Sara's mind reeled and threatened to snap as she tried to cope with what was happening to her. One second she was talking to the bimbo in the front room then the chair came alive and grabbed her tits and then poof she was here being raped by these...these things. She could see the gold cock slamming in and out of her mouth and feel the other two cocks taking her pussy and ass hard. This can't be happening she wanted to wail, but no sound other than a gagging sucking sound escaped her mouth and then she felt the dick in her mouth tense. Oh no! The things was going to cum in her mouth where she had never let anyone, including her husband cum. Sara only had a few seconds to come to grips with what was going to happen to her and then she felt a warm spurt of cum splash into her mouth. More and more of the sticky fluid poured into her mouth and Sara was forced to swallow her first taste of cum or else be suffocated by the huge amount of liquid pouring into her mouth. When Gold finished and pulled his cock out of her mouth, Sara took in deep gulping breaths of fresh air and only then did she recall the two other dicks fucking her. With a cackling laugh, Green and Blue shot their loads inside her pussy and ass leaving her pretty much drenched in their cum. 

When the three demons pulled out Sara felt a slight shiver of hope run through her that she would be allowed to leave. When she wiped the tears from her eyes though, all she saw were demons of every color and hue gathering around her. With all their multitude of colors, the demons shared one thing in common. They all had hard cocks that they were stroking and they were all looking at Sara like she was a fuck toy for their use. Sara started to wail but a huge Red cock was shoved into her mouth and the gang rape continued. 

In the children's room, Barbara Williams' chocolate brown body was buried underneath a mass of roiling stuffed toys. Stuffed toys with hard pulsing cocks that is. She tried to push them off her, but the held her down. The horrible grinning teddy bear was rubbing its cock all around her lips as it clung to her face by her hair. It pressed its hardness against her lips demanding entrance and she clenched her teeth shut. Suddenly the bear gave her hair a powerful tug that made her open her mouth in reflex to scream in pain and its cock slid inside. Barbara's eyes bulged out in horror and fear as she felt the hard cock slide deeper into her mouth. She bit down as hard as she could on it, but the creature just laughed. "Ooo that feels good bitch, use your teeth some more!" 

That was nearly the last coherent thought that Barbara had as she felt her legs being parted and something slid a cock into her pussy. She felt dozens of furry bodies rubbing themselves all over her naked form and felt a dozen hard cocks slither over her flesh. A cock was placed in each of her hands and Barbara surrendered totally and began to jerk the throbbing pieces of cock meat as her face and pussy were fucked. 

Out in the garden Natasha lay spread eagled by the plants. She watched the stone statue of a horse walk towards her. This was just not possible! Statues did not move, but this was walking towards her. In every aspect but one it looked like stone. The one incongruent part was the all to real fleshy looking horse sized cock dripping precum as the thing lumbered forward, humming to itself in happy anticipation. It moved between her legs leering down at the helpless woman. Natasha whimpered as the statue rubbed its huge cock against her bare thigh. 

"No.....please don't!" she begged it. 

The statue just gave a gravelly laugh and stepped forward so the head of its massive cock rubbed against her pussy lips. Natasha looked down and saw the massive piece of meat poised to enter her most sacred place. She whimpered one more time and closed her eyes. They popped open a second later as she screamed as the huge thick cock thrust deep insider her. Held suspended by the vines there was nothing she could do as the huge cock sunk deep into her cunt. It felt like it was going to split her in two as the statue held it insider her as deep as he could go then oh so slowly pulled it back out....only to jam back in a hard swift stroke. Natasha started to scream as it continued to do this over and over again.....besides her screams all that could be heard was the laughing of the trees as they watched her get fucked hard and deep and waited for their turn. 

While an eclipse only lasts a few minutes, the house had a very strong magical field and minutes outside became hours inside. The magic also sustained the five men were enjoying their session with Jennifer in the transformed front room. Jennifer was now on her hands and knees on the stage while the unseen crowd laughed as they watched her being fucked by the five men. Reverend Southerby was happily fucking her mouth while Jim was laying under her with his prick in her pussy and his hands caressing her large boobs. Boris had his cock buried to the hilt in her ass while she gave Tom and Sam hand jobs. Every now and then the men would switch positions and continue to fuck her as hard as they could. At one point while the Reverend was sliding his cock between Jennifer's lips, Sam walked around in front of Jennifer and gestured for the Rev to keep his cock in her mouth and for Jennifer to open up wider. Jennifer's eyes bulged wide as she opened her jaws as much as she could to take the second cock into her mouth. To say her mouth was stuffed full was an understatement as the two men pushed their cocks into her mouth in unison. Synchronized cock sucking thought Jennifer....the next demonstration sport at the Olympics. If it was she was sure to win a gold medal she figured as the two big cock heads slid in and out of her mouth until they came simultaneously giving her a double dose of sperm. 

When the eclipse finally ended and the front room shimmered back into place, the five men stood there looking down at the naked and cum covered Jennifer laying on the rug. 

"Man, you are a good fuck baby," said Sam appreciatively and the others nodded their agreement. 

"Hey where are our wives?" asked Tom. As they started to look around, Mary staggered in from the kitchen, her body dripping with the cum of the kitchen gnomes. Tom hurried over to her and started to put his arms around her and then stopped when he saw the gooey mess her body was. "Umm, is there someplace we can clean this stuff off her?" he asked Jennifer.' 

"There is a pool out back," said Jennifer getting up off the floor and leading the way to the back of the house. As they got to the back stairs, Sara staggered up them, also covered in cum and dirt from her gang bang in the basement. They gathered her up and went outside where they found a hysterical and naked Natasha sobbing as she lay on the ground. 

"It came alive!" she screamed and pointed to the motionless statue. "It came alive and that beast fucked me!" she wailed. 

Not sure what else to do the men herded their wives to the pool and pushed them in to wash the cum off them. Jennifer jumped in to clean up also and as she backstroked across the pool showing off her tits to the men, Barbara Williams finally burst out of the house and like the others she had big wads of cum dripping from her body. She flung herself into the pool burbling something about being raped by a bunch of stuffed toys. After the women had all cleaned up and started to calm down, their husbands took them home. Most of them had to borrow some clothes from Jennifer has theirs were in various states of shredding. As they left, Jennifer felt a slight pang of guilt for letting them get treated like that, but she also was hoping that maybe they would come back for another visit. She had gotten to know the husbands, but Jennifer had experienced a few twinges of desire when she saw the four naked women. In particular she found Mary very sexy, especially because of her uncanny resemblance to a young Mary Tyler Moore. I bet she can turn my world on with her smile, thought Jennifer when she saw woman. I would have loved to have licked her tits clean of all that nasty cum. 

After everyone had gone, Jennifer looked at her watch and was quite surprised to see it was barely past four and they had spent at least a half hour out in the pool. She still had a long time to wait until Midnight and this night she knew the picture demon was coming for her. The thought sent a thrill up her spine of fear and excitement. He would provide the last sample of cum she needed, but what form would it take? The picture was at best a very abstract rendering of something hard to identify. 




The Haunted House Ch. 12



When midnight finally approached, Jennifer decided she was not going to wait cowering in bed for the demon to come take her. Instead she put on her robe and walked down to the front room and sat there waiting for the clock to strike midnight. With any luck this would be the last degradation she would have to endure. When the clock finished tolling, the whole house went quiet as if in anticipation of what was to cum. Seconds ticked by and finally the painting start to swell and distort as the demon came through into the real world. When Jennifer saw what was emerging, she thought her sanity might leave her right there and then. She would have run but what good would it have done and frankly she was too terrified to move. She had thought the horse had been bad, but this was worse. What finally slithered from the painting was a ten foot long worm. It was twice as thick around as a human with a white pulsing stomach and a ribbed and jointed exoskeleton that flexed as it crawled towards her. When it spoke, Jennifer knew with horrible certainty what was going to happen to her. 

"It is payback time bitch," said the worm. "You thought it was fun to tease me the other day? While I spent a lot of time deciding on what form I would take for my revenge and this is it. I am going to rape you my dear Jennifer. Your sweet luscious body is going to be defiled by this slimy worm. I am going to crawl up on top of you and fuck your poor little slut brains out. You can scream if you want. I would enjoy that. Maybe you would rather beg me to fuck you and prove once and for all what a cheap slut you are?" 

When Jennifer didn't respond but just stood thee gaping in mute horror, the worm reared up so it towered over the petrified woman and pushed her back onto the rug. Jennifer's gown fell off leaving her naked and the worm slithered on top of her. Jennifer could feel the slime encrusted stomach of the thing moving over her body, pressing against her tits. 

"The nice thing about having magic is the nifty things you can do with it," said the worm as it rubbed itself against Jennifer's nude body. "Like this!" and suddenly the worm grew three large cocks out of its underside, and each stabbed down to find a target. One smashed into Jennifer's pussy, the second between her slack lips and the third settled between her massive boobs and began to slide in and out. "I told you I was going to get you girl," said the worm. "The statue may have got you first, but I am going to get you better! Are you enjoying this my dear?" 

Jennifer felt her sanity slipping away as she lay pinned under the slimy obscene creature that was fucking her. Over and over she kept thinking that this could not be happening to her. This could not be happening to her! She was not being fucked by what amounted to a ten foot earth worm. The cocks in her mouth and pussy were hard to deny as they thrust deep and hard into her. Gagging and sucking sounds were all that came from her mouth and the cock in her cunt made horrible squishing noises as it slid in and out. Suddenly there was a warm spurt of liquid on her tits and she realized that the cock between her breasts had cum and was pouring semen all over her jugs. 

"That is one baby," said the worm as the other two cocks continued to drive into her. The cock in her mouth was a brute. It was ridged and coated with slime that helped it slide deeper into Jennifer's throat. When it finally came, a great gusher of cum poured into Jennifer's mouth and down into her stomach. 

"Two down slut," cackled the worm. "One to go. Hmmm I wonder if I can get you pregnant when I let my load go in your tight little cunt?" That possibility had never occurred to Jennifer and she would have screamed at that point, but the worm still had its cock inside her mouth and she had trouble finding enough air to breath let alone enough breath to scream with. "Oh baby, here it cums," cried the worm with glee and a stunned Jennifer felt the worm shoot a load deep inside her pussy. "Ahhhhhh," said the worm "that felt good. Now roll over you whore and let me fuck that ass of yours next!" 

Numbly, Jennifer rolled over onto her stomach, feeling the worm's cum trickling from her raped pussy onto the rug. The deep soft rug caressed her nipples as Jennifer lay there and hard the worm slithering behind her. Her sanity hung by a thread as she felt its weight settle onto her back and the head of one of it's huge cocks rub over her bare ass. Jennifer screamed and screamed and screamed as she felt the head of the thick cock penetrate her ass. A slimy cock, as thick as her forearm began to pound in and out of her ass and Jennifer knew the worm was just getting started.

End of Chapter 12.



The Haunted House Ch. 13



Part 13 - All Hallows Eve

When the picture demon manifested itself as a ten foot earth worm and proceeded to crawl on top of Jennifer and rape her, she came the closest she had yet to losing her sanity. She felt its slimy belly rubbing on her big soft breasts, while the thing grew cocks and plunged them into every hole she had. Who wouldn't lose it just a bit if they looked up to see this obscenity on top of them, a huge cock pistoning into their mouth while equally large members stabbed into your ass and pussy? 

For it's part, the picture demon had waited a long time for this night and it was not going to just cum and let her crawl away. The great thing about being a demon thought the picture demon as it fucked Jennifer relentlessly was that you could cum as many times as you wanted and still be hard. The demon felt Jennifer's body thrashing around underneath it and sensed the woman's horror and revulsion and being a demon it liked what it felt. With a cry, the worm shot blasted a huge load into the human's mouth. Cum bubbled out of the woman's lips and ran down her chin. This puny human had taunted it, and that was something demons tended not to like very much. With a little concentration, the demon made the cock in her mouth rock hard again and once more began to rape her mouth. My oh my this was fun thought the demon as it sent another load into the human whore's pussy. The demon was actually a bit surprised and even impressed that the slut was still conscious. Most humans went into hysterics and often fainted dead away before it could rape them. Sometimes, they just plain died of horror. That fainting and dying thing often put a damper on things thought the demon. On the whole, it is so much more fun to rape someone who is alive and / or awake and struggling than someone who is unconscious and / or dead. It is hard to stay motivated when your victim is not whimpering and moaning. The last time it had gotten a human woman, the demon had only managed to cum fourteen times before having to slither off to the netherhell it spent the day in. With any luck, if this human slut stayed awake and relatively sane, the demon figures she should be good for at least twice that number of climaxes, maybe more. Pleased with the sensations it was receiving, the demon found itself humming a tune it had heard on that thing humans called a radio under its breath as it drove its cocks in and out of Jennifer. 

If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me.
If I swore you liked an angel, would you treat me like a devil tonight.... 

When dawn finally came, the demon had just finished pumping its thirty seventh load into Jennifer's mouth. A new world record thought the demon as it faded away back into the picture .... maybe I should send it in to those Guinness people or maybe that Dean Cain fellow would be willing to come tape a show at the house....I wonder if he could bring Terry Hatcher with him? 

Jennifer staggered to her feet and dripping cum all the way, got to the kitchen with her precious thirteenth mouthful of demon cum. The loathsome mixture started to swell up when she spit the picture demon's seed into it and she quickly had to find a bigger container to put it in. The only thing big enough was a big stock pot. Yuck thought Jennifer as she put the lid on the roiling mixture of demon cum and headed for the shower. 

"Hlar, Hlox? Are you here?" I sure could use some help cleaning up, moaned Jennifer as she stepped under the warm water. 

"We are here Jennifer," whispered Hlar and Jennifer felt the female water sprite's soft hands running over her breasts. 

I sure hope this escape plan works, said Jennifer as she sagged back against the shower wall. She felt something hard poking against her leg and reached down to give Hlox a hand job as the water rushed over her body and cleaned the cum away. "Mmmmmmm, not that I am complaining or anything, bu t how is that you two can manifest yourselves like this during the day when the others can't?" 

" That is because we are not true demons, but water sprites, explained Hlox who continued to clean Jennifer off while enjoying her hand wrapped around his cock. 

"Hmmm, is that going to affect the recipe?" worried Jennifer as she thought that over. 

"No, mon cheri," whispered Hlar. "Demon cum is a rather loose translation of the recipe. It only has to be cum from thirteen magical creatures so you have nothing to worry about. As that fat female cook on television might say, water sprite cum is a very acceptable substitute when real demon cum is hard to find." 

"Mmmmm that is good," sighed Jennifer and she relaxed and let Hlar and Hlox bring her to a nice climax before slipping off to her bed. 

When Jennifer woke up, she was immediately beset by anxiety. She had the ingredients for the recipe including the petals from the black daisy but how exactly was she to use the recipe to escape? In her rush to get back to the house, she had not gotten that critical information from Samantha who certainly possessed it. Would Samantha's diary have the answer? Jennifer hurried down to the front room and keeping a wary eye on the picture demon she quickly scanned Samantha's last entry. 

My darling Jennifer, this will be the last entry in my diary. Since my visions of the future show only you in the house, I will either escape tonight or perish for I doubt I can last another year in this house without losing my soul to the demons and becoming one of them. 

Jennifer paused after reading the last sentence. What if Samantha had not escaped the house but had indeed remained trapped in the house and lost her soul to the demons. If that was true then everything Samantha had told her was suspect and this might be nothing than an elaborate trap on the part of the demons to capture her also forever. With this doubt eating at her, Jennifer turned back to the diary and felt her doubts mount as she continued to read the hundred year old words. 

I must now tell you how the recipe works and I hope your courage does not falter at the horridness of it. You must add the petal from the black daisy to the mixture of cum from thirteen demons and then drink it as the clock tolls midnight. This will give you a sexual energy and stamina far beyond anything a mortal could possess. You must then have sex with every demon in the house who has previously taken you until they are exhausted. At the first light o f dawn, the front door will open and you will then be able to walk through it and be free of the house forever. Good fortune to you my sweet Jennifer and freedom. 

Jennifer read and reread the entry in the diary trying to decide what to do. Part of what Samantha said matched with the rhyme on the scrap of paper she had found in the library though there were still some missing pieces. Jennifer felt revulsion in the pit of her stomach at the thought of having to drink the vile mixture of demon cum which roiled around in the huge stock pot in the kitchen. It looked even worse than some of those diet milkshakes that she had tried. And even worse, she would have to fuck all the demons again for the entire night until she exhausted them! How many times would she have to fuck the horse statue or the picture demon / worm to exhaust them? Was it even possible? Was the whole thing a setup by the demons to degrade her once more. She could imagine the statue laughing as she got down on her knees in front of it and begged it to fuck her. it was the kind of sadistic little joke they would enjoy and then after she debased herself totally, she would still be a prisoner in the house and their fuck toy for another year. 

Was Samantha a part of some elaborate joke by the demons or was she sincere in her love and desire to help me escape? In a previous entry, Samantha had claimed that Jennifer would have to go to town to learn how to use the recipe from the librarian who had turned out to be Samantha. Samantha had then contrived to make Jennifer late in returning so that she had had to endure the fucking by the centaur in the town square. Was that the act of a friend? Why could Samantha all of a sudden tell Jennifer the secret of the recipe when earlier she had claimed she could not write it down? Head spinning, Jennifer decided that more than anything she needed to talk to Samantha and get some straight answers. She picked up the phone and dialed the number of the library. 

"The number you have dialed is no longer in service," came the computer voice. Jennifer redialed the number, sure she must have dialed it wrong for why would the library phone no longer be in service? When she got the same nasal voice, she hung up and sat back puzzled. It must be some type of glitch with the phone company, but that didn't help her now. Jennifer had to find and talk to Samantha before midnight tonight and the only way she could do that it looked like, was by driving into town which meant a visit to the statue in the garden. Sighing, Jennifer got up and headed for the back door. When she reached the statue it was smirking at her as if expecting her. 

"He he, I see my rival got you last night," snickered the statue. "Did you prefer getting fucked by a centaur or a worm? Hmmmm? Did you come back for another taste of my warm cum so you could compare the two while he is still fresh in your mouth...er mind? And why do you want to go to town my little slut? Do you need to buy some candy for the kids when they cum trick or treating? You don't need candy....you could be the treat and turn tricks to make all your visitors happy. Mmm, I can just picture you giving blow jobs instead of candy apples!" 

"Why don't you just go fuck yourself?" asked Jennifer as she began to undo the buttons on her blouse. "Let me get this over with so I can go to town." 

"Ahhh, you want to talk to Samantha do you?" jeered the statue. "You place too much faith in her. She is using you. The recipe will not do what she says it will. Instead it will transfer all your youth to her and she will both be free and have her youth back. Give up this foolish plan. If you stay with us, you will have your youth for eternity and we will spend that eternity fucking. There are rooms in the house you have never even seen yet and a million delights awaiting you." 

"I don't want to see them," replied Jennifer trying to qualm her doubts as she finished removing her clothes. "It is a well known fact that demons lie, so why should I believe you? With that, Jennifer crawled under the statue and began to lick its huge erect cock. The statue demon gave up its' attempts at speech and contented itself with moans of pleasure as Jennifer's tongue licked up and down its throbbing cock. Jennifer licked the drop of precum from the hole at the end and wrapped her lips tightly around the cock head to suck out more precum before beginning to slide more and more of the big meat into her mouth. She drooled as much saliva on the demon cock as she could and began to pump it with her hands as she continued to bob her head up and down on the slippery boner. The mixture of precum and saliva made a great lubricant and Jennifer soon was taking every inch down her throat. For its part, the statue bucked its hips and thrust its cock into her face. Finally, it could hold back no longer and keeping its cock buried down her throat with its huge balls resting on Jennifer's chin, it shot its hot scalding load of cum into Jennifer. 

Jennifer, stood up, wiped the cum from her lips and put some on her panties which she hung on the horse cock and began to walk away. 

"Don't trust Samantha," called out the statue. "Stay with us and you can taste my sweet cum every day for the rest of eternity. You know you want to do that. You know you want to be our slut forever! Jennifer's steps faltered slightly, but she stiffened her resolve and ran back into the house to dress for town. 

It was only when Jennifer reached her room that she remembered the second parcel that Samantha had sent her and the instructions not to open it until today. Curious, Jennifer took out the parcel and with trembling hands opened it. What she found inside was apparently meant to be a Halloween costume. It was a witches costume, but a la Elvira. There was a long black dress, slit up to the thigh on both sides and cut so low in the front that little was left to the imagination of any viewer about the bust size of the wearer. There was a tall black pointed hat, a black lacy pair of panties and a pair of six inch high spiked heels. Hmm, no bra thought Jennifer as she inspected the costume, but with that low cut dress a bra would not be much good. At the bottom of the package were a pair of silver earrings in the shape of bats and a plain silver chain that went around her neck. 

what the hell, thought Jennifer. I might as well wear this for the trip to town and put it on. On the way out the door, she caught a glimpse of herself in her mirror and decided she looked very much the slut in this outfit. 

Anxious, Jennifer drove into town and stopped in front of the library and gaped. She was gaping because there was no library. The lot where the library had stood was overgrown with weeds and here and there a few tumbled rocks lay tracing what might have once been a wall. Jennifer got out of the car and stood staring at the "library" unable to know what to do next. A woman Jennifer didn't know walked by and Jennifer grabbed her arm and demanded to know that had happened to the library. 

"Library?" echoed the woman in surprise. "We don't have a library or at least we haven't had one for a 100 years when it burnt down. They tried rebuilding it a few times, but there were always accidents and strange things happening on the construction site and they finally just gave up. We drive over to Hooterville and use their library." The woman snatched her arm back from Jennifer, gave a slight sniff of disapproval at Jennifer's revealing dress and walked away. 

Jennifer returned to the car and sat in it shaking. What was the truth and who was telling it? Finally, Jennifer put her car into gear and roared off. There was only one other place that she could think of to look for Samantha. As Jennifer sped out of town, in search of Samantha, her search was cut short by the sound of a police siren. I don't believe this, thought Jennifer, on the day that might decide the fate of my eternal soul, I get stopped for speeding! Jennifer pulled over to the side of the road and waited in her car for the cop to get out and walk up to her. She was mildly surprised that their were two cops, a man and a woman. The male cop was middle aged with a bit of a pot belly and a swagger in his walk. The woman was young and strikingly good looking with long dark hair, big blue eyes, tanned skin and a bust that threatened to explode out of her uniform. 

Jennifer rolled down her window and the male cop leaned in, which gave him a good look down her dress. " You was going a might over the speed limit there missy," drawled the Sheriff. "Can I see your drivers license please? 

"i am real sorry Sheriff," replied Jennifer. "I am in a real hurry and I wasn't paying too much attention to how fast I was going. I don't suppose you could see your way clear to letting me go? I promise not to speed again," replied Jennifer as she handed over her license. 

The Sheriff took her license and glanced at it before taking another long glance at her cleavage. "Miss Jennifer Marlowe huh? Well I have heard a thing or two about you from my buddy Sam in town." 

Jennifer jumped a bit at the mention of Sam's name. Sam had been one of the husbands that Jennifer had entertained during the eclipse the previous day. "I don't know what you have heard Sheriff, but if you are going to give me a ticket then can we hurry up please? I really have to get someplace soon." 

"Well now, drawled the Sheriff", I think I am going to have to take you back to town. Some people have claimed to have seen your riding naked through the town on a horse and maybe even doing other things. Public lewdness would be a good charge." 

Jennifer's heart hammered in her chest. She glanced at the sky and saw the sun heading across the sky and she knew she didn't have much time left. She didn't much care about the price the statue demon might exact anymore, but she suspected that looking for Samantha at the sun god temple after sunset would be futile and that she needed to get there while the sun was still high in the sky. "Surely you don't believe all the silly stores people are spreading about do you Sheriff?" pleaded Jennifer. 

"It is not a matter of whether I believe them or not, replied the Sheriff with a smile. "I have a sworn duty to uphold the law and investigate any charges made, but...." and he paused to look at Jennifer pointedly. 

"But?" asked Jennifer. 

"While you could pay he fine for speeding right here and as for the rest of the charges, I would be willing to wait until you came down to the station tomorrow to discuss them." 

Jennifer breathed a sigh of relief and reached for her purse. "How much is the speeding ticket Sheriff?" 

"Oh you don't need money to pay for the ticket," smiled the Sheriff. "You can just get out of that car and use that sweet little mouth of yours to pay off the ticket." 

Jennifer gaped at the Sheriff. "You mean, you want me to....to..." sputtered Jennifer unable to believe what she was hearing. 

"I sure do," replied the Sheriff. He rubbed his crotch and leered at Jennifer. "Suck me off and I forget the ticket! From everything I have heard, it is not like you haven't done it before. You have a reputation around town as being a regular whore." The sheriff gave a funny little laugh that sounded more like a woman's giggle and which made Jennifer's skin crawl. She looked over at the female deputy who was just standing beside the Sheriff and saying nothing. 

"Hey honey," drawled the deputy. "You can either do what Sheriff Rosco here says or we can drag your ass back into town and throw you in jail. I hope you decide to do the former because I want to watch him fucking your face." 

The Sheriff giggled again. "You tell her Daisy. Now missy, what will it be? Are you going to go down on me or do we take you in?" 

Jennifer sighed. What did it really matter she thought. A blowjob here and there was nothing compared to what she had gone through in the last week and what was going to happen tonight. "Ok," Jennifer agreed. "Where do you want to do this?" 

The Sheriff gave another giggle and pointed to the road in front of the car. "No need to go anywhere missy. You can get on your knees and blow me on the side of the road there." 

"What? Are you crazy? On a pubic highway? What if people drive by?" protested Jennifer. 

"Shoot, they will just see a whore doing what she does best," laughed the Sheriff. "Now either get out and start sucking or I run you in." 

Jennifer knew she didn't have any choice in the matter and she got out of the car and walked to the front of the car where she sank slowly to her knees on the side of the road. Sheriff Rosco came up to her and she unbuckled his belt and pulled his cock out with trembling hands and slid it into her mouth. She had felt humiliation at the hands of the demons, but somehow this was almost worse. Forced to kneel and suck on this hard cock on a public road raised her shame to new levels. For his part, Sheriff Rosco was enjoying it immensely as he slid his cock in and out of Jennifer's lips. It was just when Jennifer had taken his entire cock into her mouth and felt his balls banging against her chin that she felt another set of hands on her. Panicked, Jennifer tried to get away, but the Sheriff held her head in place on his cock and the other pair of hands undid the zipper on Jennifer's dress so it fell and exposed her breasts to the warm afternoon air. Out of the corner of her eyes, Jennifer could see Deputy Daisy standing behind her and the dark hair woman reached around Jennifer to cup a breast in each hand. Unable to utter a word of protest around the big hunk of meat fucking her face, Jennifer could do nothing but kneel there as the female deputy began to play with her nipples and caress her breasts. 




The Haunted House Ch. 13



"I forgot to mention that Deputy Daisy, likes girls" panted Sheriff Rosco as he continued to shove his cock in and out of Jennifer's mouth. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, was all that Jennifer could muster as she felt Daisy running her hands all over her body and removing the rest of her clothes so that the busty blonde was soon naked on the side of the road. Jennifer felt two warm points on her back and realized that the deputy had undone her blouse and was rubbing her ample boobs on Jennifer's back. Even as Jennifer figured this could not get any worse, a car drove bye giving the driver an eyeful of the goings on at the side of the road. The distraction of the car caused Jennifer not to notice Daisy's fingers working their way between her legs until suddenly two fingers slipped into the wetness of Jennifer's snatch. 

"The bitch is wet Sheriff," said Deputy Daisy as she took her fingers out and licked them off. 

"Well that will make your usual fun a little easier, commented the Sheriff as he continue to bang his cock into Jennifer's gaping mouth. Jennifer wondered what that meant, but she didn't have long to wonder. Behind her, Deputy Daisy took out her rubber coated steel truncheon and with a smile rammed it home into Jennifer's pussy. Jennifer would have bitten down on the cock in her mouth at the sudden violation, but the Sheriff was apparently expecting such a reaction and held her jaws open until Jennifer got accustomed to the big stick in her ussy. "Just relax missy and enjoy it," ordered Sheriff Rosco as he continued his assault on Jennifer's mouth while Deputy Daisy used her night stick like a dildo to fuck Jennifer harder and faster. Soon, despite herself, Jennifer found herself moaning and groaning as her pussy and mouth were both fucked. A number of cars went bye on the highway, all slowing down to get a good long look at the bimbo sucking cock on the side of the road. Jennifer even imagined she heard cameras taking pictures and she wanted to wail. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhh," moaned the Sheriff, "Here it cums girly. Get ready for my big creamy load!" Jennifer blinked back tears of pain and pleasure and suddenly her mouth was filled up with warm goo. The Sheriff pulled his dick out of her mouth and shot another wad on Jennifer's big tits just as the blonde was brought to her own climax by the cock n her pussy. Gasping and spent, Jennifer knelt on he side of the road as the Sheriff put his cock away. Deputy Daisy, her big well tanned tits hanging out of her blouse, walked in front of he stunned Jennifer and bent down to kiss her full on the lips. After a long kiss, the other woman stood up, buttoned up her blouse and got back in the police car with the Sheriff. The Sheriff tipped is hat to her as he pulled out and drove off leaving Jennifer to gather up her clothes and stagger back to her car. 

Still wiping the Sheriff's cum off her face, Jennifer glanced at the sky and the position of the sun and headed at the fastest legal speed for the site where she had first met Samantha. Holding her high heels in one hand, Jennifer set off through the woods heading for the shrine. When she got there, however, the clearing was deserted with no sign of Samantha anywhere. Jennifer fell to the ground sobbing, her mind reeling from everything that had happened to it. Great wracking sobs shook her body as she knelt there on the grass crying. Suddenly, there was a soft voice and soft hands stroking her hair. 

"Jennifer, please don't cry," said Samantha as she crouched over the prostrate blonde. "I am here, but you shouldn't be. You should be back at the house getting ready for tonight." 

"Oh Samantha, I am so glad I found you," sobbed Jennifer as she clung to the other woman. "I think I have found a way for us both to be free and to be together!" 

"Sshhhhh," whispered Samantha as she continued to softly stroke Jennifer's hair. "There is no hope for me my dear Jennifer. I can only have this illusion of youth for a few minutes when the sun is high. And when you escape from the house, I will finally be released and able to move on." 

"Move on?" queried Jennifer. "You mean you will die when I leave the house?" 

Samantha shrugged. "I don't know what will happen Jennifer, but I will welcome it. I have lived a hundred years as an old woman waiting for you to set me free. You will escape and set us both free." 

"But, I think have found a way to restore your youth and to have us both go free," cried Jennifer pulling out the scrap of paper from her purse that she had found in the library. "I took two petals from the black daisy. I think if we both drink the potion at midnight and go through the ritual with the demons together then we can leave the house at dawn through the power of a kiss." 

Samantha gaped at Jennifer and at the note. "I....I don't know," Samantha wailed full of uncertainty. "I am not sure I can go through with it...to go back to that house and to....to...." she broke off unable to continue. 

"You kept telling me in your diary to have courage," " countered Jennifer. "Now listen to your own advice and do the same." At that moment, Jennifer made her a decision. For better or for worse she was going to trust Samantha and not the demons. She was going to put all her faith in the other woman and trust that Samantha would not betray her. Somehow if you had a choice between trusting a beautiful woman and trusting demons, the beautiful woman seemed like the better bet. 

"I..I will think about it. If I decide to try, I will come to the house before midnight," promised Samantha as she helped Jennifer to her feet. "Now you had better hurry back to the house. If I can, I will see you later." 

Jennifer stayed a few minutes more to beg Samantha to come but had to leave alone with the other woman's promise to think it over. Back at the house, Jennifer retrieved her panties from the smirking horse statue and went back into the house to wash up and get ready for the trick or treaters. After everything that had happened and was yet to happen, it seemed ludicrous to do something as silly as handing out candy to kids but the simple ritual helped to calm Jennifer's nerves. Jennifer was not sure that she would have many kids after the rumors in the town, but the rumors seemed only to serve to ignite more interest in the haunted house and the "witch"; who lived there. 

At first the kids were all young and they scampered up to the door and away again in regular intervals, but as the evening wore on, the kids got older and farther apart. Jennifer was quite surprised when she opened the door once to see the entire Williams family standing on her stoop. Barbara Williams was dressed in an outfit almost the exact opposite of Jennifer's in that it was a long white dress, white hat and white heels. The white material seemed to glow against her dark chocolate skin. Sam was dressed up in an ape costume and he banged his hands on his chest in a Tarzan impersonation. Heather was dressed in a Wonder Woman costume. Jennifer thought the KKK would throw a fit at the thought of a black Wonder Woman but the young girl's tits jiggled so nicely in the bustier that Jennifer thought that on the other hand they might just fuck her and not worry about it. Harold was dressed in a Star Fleet uniform, complete with pointed ears. 

"Trick or Treat!" the four cried in unison. 

Jennifer looked from one to the other and smiled. She said "Trick" and stepped back into the house to let the family enter. When the Williams stepped inside, Jennifer asked them what their trick was going to be. 

"Well," purred Barbara as she stepped forward and ran her hands over Jennifer's body. "You fucked my husband, my son and my daughter and I have decided that I want you as well." The rest of the family decided they would not mind another crack at you either! With that, Barbara took Jennifer's chin in her hand and leaned forward to kiss the blonde woman on the mouth. Without hesitation, Jennifer returned the kiss and the two women stood there for some time embracing with their tongues exploring each other's mouth. After a while, Jennifer felt big hairy hands pick her and carry her into the front room and put her down on the couch. As Jennifer lay there blinking up at the "ape", Barbara slipped the straps of her gown over her shoulders and stepped out of the dress. She knelt beside Jennifer on the sofa and again began to run her hands up and down Jennifer's body while for her part, Jennifer took one of the large black nipples in her mouth and began to suck on it. 

Jennifer felt hands removing her clothes and saw Sam, Harold and Heather stripping first her naked and then start to remove their own clothes. Jennifer broke off suckling Barbara's large tits long enough to tell Sam to keep the ape outfit on. "I want the ape to fuck me," she smiled at him. He grinned and did as she asked. Watching "Wonder Woman" remove her costume was a breathtaking sight for Jennifer and even better when Heather joined Jennifer on the couch and began to lick at Jennifer's tits even as Jennifer licked her mother's tits. 

The three women lay there caressing and stroking each other for several minutes before Barbara gestured towards her husband. "I want to see the ape fuck you too!" she whispered and they both giggled. Heather rolled off of Jennifer and Jennifer lay back spreading her legs wide to let the "ape" have ready access to her pussy. With a bit of chest pounding and a grunt, Sam slid his cock into Jennifer and began to fuck her. Barbara moved around so she was crouched over Jennifer's face and lowered herself onto Jennifer's willing mouth. Jennifer's tongue slid into Barbara's pussy and she began to eat out the wife as the husband fucked her. Not to be left out, the two kids took a tit each and began to suck on them. Jennifer slid a finger into Heather's pussy and grabbed Harold's hard cock with her other hand and soon all five of them were moaning loudly with pleasure. Finally with a great cry Sam shot his load into Jennifer's pussy. His climax was followed a short time later by his wife who was brought to an orgasm by Jennifer's mouth and Jennifer felt her face covered with the juices of the other woman. Jennifer was only slightly shocked when Heather bent down and began to lick her mother's juices from Jennifer's face. 

"Don't worry Jennifer," whispered Mrs. Williams hoarsely, "We are a family that likes to play together. She proceeded to demonstrate this by enfolding her daughter in a lesbian kiss that left both women breathless. The sight of mother and daughter kissing and rubbing their large black breasts together made Jennifer extremely horny and she reached out and grabbed Harold's cock in her hand and drew it down to her mouth. She wrapped her lips tight around it and began to suck on the thick black rod. 

"Oh yeah, suck it you white bitch," moaned Harold as his cock slid in and out of Jennifer's soft full lips. "Geez, everyone look at this white whore sucking black cock," cried Harold as Jennifer ran her tongue up and down his shaft and rubbed his dribbling dick all over her face. Sam was getting hard again and he grinned at his son as Harold drove his cock deep into Jennifer's mouth. 

"What do you say to double teaming this white slut son? I already had her pussy so you can have that and I will take her white ass." 

"Ohhhhhhh yeah," sighed Harold pulling his cock out of Jennifer's mouth and pulling her up off the couch for a second. He then laid her back down on top of Sam who soon had Jennifer impaled on his big hard black cock and then Harold climbed on top to make an oreo cookie out of Jennifer's naked body. As father and son began to double fuck Jennifer between them, Jennifer could see Barbara laying back on the floor with her daughter's head between her legs. Still wearing her Wonder Woman boots and tiara, Heather was licking her mother to another orgasm. Sam and Harold continued to pound Jennifer between them, her large boobs heaving as she writhed between them, impaled on their massive poles. Jennifer felt like she was going to be ripped in two by the two black cocks who continued to fuck her for some time before she was pulled up by Harold who bent her over the couch, ass in the air. 

"I want to see this white whore swallow my load," he told his dad. Sam high fived his son and sunk his cock back into Jennifer who suddenly found Harold's big black dong in her face and she quickly gobbled it up. It took only about dozen more deep strokes from Harold before he gave a cry and pulled his cock yes"> out of Jennifer's mouth just in time to splatter her in the face with is spunk. 

He then rammed his still spitting cock back into her mouth and made Jennifer take the next few wads in her mouth which filled it to overflowing. A few seconds later Jennifer felt a warm spurt of liquid in her ass as Sam blew his load into her. 

Jennifer lay there contented for a few minutes until the ringing of the doorbell startled her. Without thinking, she stepped over the writhing forms of Heather and Barbara who were locked into a 69 and answered the door stark naked. The teenaged boy, who Jennifer thought was a bit old to be trick or treating, stood in shocked delight looking at the naked woman in front of him. 

"Trick or treat?" asked Jennifer laughing at the boy's stunned look. 

"Umm, aren't I supposed to ask that?" he finally managed. 

Jennifer shrugged and rubbed the hardening bulge in his pants. "Who cares?" asked Jennifer. "It actually doesn't matter which one you pick, your treat is a trick!" With that, Jennifer dropped to her knees and took the startled boy's cock out of his pants and began to blow him while kneeling in the open doorway. It was safe to say this was the first blowjob the boy had ever had and he didn't last long as Jennifer's talented mouth quickly brought him off and he deposited a load of sticky cum in her waiting mouth. Jennifer then calmly zipped him up, stood up and gave him a candy bar. Behind him on the stoop, three other older teenaged boys with bulges in their pants were lined up. For the next hour Jennifer knelt in the doorway of her house blowing all the boys that came by. When the last boy finally blew over her tits, she wandered back into the front room just in time to catch the conclusion of the Williams family act as both other and daughter sluts were kneeling on the rug being fucked. The twist was that it was Harold fucking his mom while Sam did his daughter Heather. The two men shot their loads deep into their partner's pussies just as Jennifer came in the room to see the inspiring sight. Even as they had their pussies filled, mother and daughter who were kneeling side by side finished things off with another long kiss on the lips. 

After the Williams finally left, Jennifer glanced at the clock and saw it was close to eleven. Only an hour to go she thought as she slipped upstairs for quick shower with Hlar and Hlox and then back to the front room. As she watched the clock tick towards midnight, Jennifer began to worry that Samantha was not going to show. Nervously, Jennifer retrieved the large jar of demon cum from the kitchen along with two huge beer tankards and the two black daisy leaves. It was only a minute left until midnight when the doorbell rang. Jennifer ran to and flung it open to see Miss Sherman. yes"> Samantha standing on the doorstep. 

"Come on in, hurry!" cried Jennifer tugging at her arm. Samantha hesitated and looked nervously around before with a sigh, allowing herself to be drawn into the house she swore she would never enter again a hundred years ago. Behind Samantha, the door banged shut and locked itself. "There isn't much time left," said Jennifer pushing a tankard into the old woman's hands and then unsealing the vat of oozing demon slime. Even as she did so, the clock struck the first bong of midnight. Jennifer poured the two tankards full of the demon cum and then dropped a black petal into each. At first nothing happened but then the petal began to wriggle like they were alive and tendrils of inky blackness flowed from them into the rest of the mess. 

"Bottoms up!" giggled Jennifer and before her courage could desert her she started to gulp down the brew of demon cum and Samantha quickly followed suit Both women drained their glasses, the cum making moustaches like milk around their mouths, just as the clock finished chiming. The house went totally and deadly quiet. All Jennifer could hear was the sound of her heart pounding and then a tingling started in her toes and fingers and began to creep inwards and intensify. Lights began to go off in her eyes like fireworks. Green, blue, red, purple, yellow exploding lights tore through her brain while the tingling spread to her entire body. Jennifer collapsed onto the living room rug in convulsions that were somewhere between ecstasy and pain. She was not sure how long they lasted, but finally the lightshow subsided and Jennifer was left feeling like she was glowing. Her nerve ends all seemed hyper excited and she was as wet as she had ever been. In short she was incredibly horny, hornier than she had ever been in her life before. When she looked over at Samantha, Jennifer blinked. The old woman Miss Sherman was gone, replaced by the beautiful Samantha and judging by the smile on her face, Samantha was as horny as she was. Jennifer grinned and began to reach for the other woman but Samantha rolled away. 

"Later Jennifer," first we have to take care of the demons. The effects of the recipe will diminish a bit with each orgasm, so we will need everything we have to exhaust them. 

"Ok," giggled Jennifer standing up, "where should we start? 

"Mmm, there is a certain teddy bear I want to fuck!" murmured Samantha and she led the way towards the nursery. When the two women got to the nursery and opened the door, it was pitch black except for dozens of red gleaming eyes glowing in the dark. 

Jennifer just laughed at the sight and flipped on light and looked at all the stuffed toys. "You are going to have to do better than that boys," she laughed again and began to rip her clothes off. A few seconds later, the two naked women literally flung themselves at the carpet of stuffed toys and began grabbing every cock they could get their hands on to stuff them in their mouths, pussies and anywhere else that a cock could fit. At first the toys were happy to fuck yes"> the two women but after a while a sense of panic began to settle in among the plush animals as the two insatiable women began to drain them of every last drop of their demon cum. The teddy bear tried to make a break for it only to have Jennifer grab it by one paw and jam its cock back into her pussy and held it there as is struggled to get free. Samantha grabbed the stuffed ape and the lion and ground their dripping dicks onto her large breasts while her legs were locked around the fluffy little white bunny forcing it to fuck her. Sometimes one of the animals would escape, but the two women were relentless in tracking each one done and draining it. Jennifer found the purple fluffy dinosaur crouching behind a chair in the corner and pulled it out and shoved its cock down her throat while the thing whimpered. When the two women were done, the fluffy little fuckers all lay unmoving on the floor of the room, their cute little eyes lifeless and no longer glowing red with demon fire. 

Next, the two women went to the basement stairs, there was no movement in the darkness. "Ready or not, here we cum," shouted Jennifer as she began to jiggle down the stairs. Demons being demons can't help their baser instincts and even though the demons under the stairs knew what had befallen their fluffy comrades, they could no more turn down a chance to fuck two big boobed naked women than could Bill Clinton. Both Jennifer and Samantha laughed and gave mock shrieks of fear as clawed hands reached out to grab them and pull them under the stairs. 




The Haunted House Ch. 13



Spread eagled and naked on the dirt floor, the two women grinned at the colored demons as they gathered around them. "Come on boys, we want our pussies and mouths and asses fucked!" cried Samantha and indeed the demons fell apon the two women with glee. In a lot of ways this was a war, a very strange war, but still a war. The stair demons loved gang banging human bimbos and even if this cost them their demonic energies, it would also weaken the two women and soften them up for the heavy hitters to follow. 

Jennifer and Samantha knew this too, but they didn't care. The two women knelt side by side, their large tits dangling down as Gold fucked Jennifer from behind while Blue did Samantha. Both women had their mouths stuffed with a cock as Red banged away at Jennifer's face while Green shoved his ten inch thick meat into Samantha's wet and willing mouth. Each women had a tight grip on another pair of cocks as Jennifer jerked off Yellow and White while Samantha slid Orange and Pink's dicks slick dicks through her fingers. 

In the end, the demons didn't have a chance. Every color in the rainbow took their turns with the two human sluts but could not wear them out. Load after load of cum splattered the two women, but they just opened their mouths and swallowed all they could with big smiles on their faces. When the two women climbed up out of the cellar, there was a deathly silence below. 

"Payback is a bitch isn't it boys?" called Jennifer as they trooped up the stairs. "I think I need to clean up a bit though," she admitted to Samantha who nodded her head causing a big wad of cum to drip from her hair. 

"To the pool," cried Samantha and the two nude women jumped in to wash the cum from their bodies. Hlar and Hlox joined them in the pool and helped them clean up. The inflatable turtle was not a very brave little demon and it retreated into the far corner of the pool trembling. Hlar and Hlox finally herded it into the center of the pool where Jennifer swam up into its embrace. 

"Come on baby, I want you to fuck my tits with that hard cock of yours," she told it and unable to help itself, the demon grew a cock and slid it between Jennifer's ample breasts while another cock slid into her mouth. A third cock eased home into her pussy and Jennifer bobbed up and down in the water with the three cocks inside her. Samantha swum over and began to lick at the cock between Jennifer's tits, her tongue flicking out to touch the head. The turtle blew its three loads in rapid succession and then their was a loud popping noise as the thing deflated and lay floating on the surface of the water. Samantha laughed and helped Jennifer lick the things cum from her tits. 

Next, the two women climbed over the fence and went looking for a little tentacle love. The two naked women walked across the hot sand until suddenly they felt it heave up under them and the tentacled demon seized them and held them suspended and spread eagled in midair. 

"Fuck me baby," yelled Jennifer as it loomed over her. 

"No, fuck me first!" called Samantha. 

This was rather a first for the tentacled monster. Human females were supposed to scream for help, not beg to be fucked. Still, it rallied and did its best to act menacing. "I have plenty of tentacles to go around!" it roared with an intimidating glower and sprouted a dozen more tentacles just to prove its point. It inserted three tentacles into each of the women and began to drill them like it was used to doing. Muffled cries came from the mouths of the women as the tentacles fucked their faces. The creature blinked its huge eyes as it felt the women's lips close tighter over the phallic tentacles and felt their tongues licking at the tentacles in their mouths. Even Madonna hadn't acted this slutty the time he had slunk into her dressing room and raped her, though she had given him a backstage pass for the rest of the tour. It felt like these two humans were enjoying being fucked. Not knowing what else to do, the creature followed standard operating procedure and dumped three tentacle loads of cum into each woman simultaneously and withdrew the first three tentacles only to replace them with another three and another three and another three. 

After a while the creature felt its energy slipping away from it and it could no longer hold the two women suspended in mid air. The creature lay gasping on the surface of the sand barely able to move while the two human bitches crawled all over it, taking tentacles and sliding their mouth or into their pussies and riding up and down on them, milking out every drop of demon cum. Finally the creature gave a great groan as it felt the last of its cum drained by the mouth of the blonde woman and it lay still on the sand. 

"How are you feeling?" asked Jennifer as they climbed back over the fence into the garden. 

"A little bit tired," admitted Samantha, "but I can keep going for a long time yet! 

"Time to go down the rabbit hole then!" laughed Jennifer and the two women found the hole by the back steps and jumped in feet first. The two women frolicked through the woods until they reached the tea party clearing. By this time, Jennifer's dress was looking rather the worse for the wear and now and then her hard nipples peeked out of the dress as she strolled along. Once she would have tried to demurely cover herself, but now she no longer cared who saw her. If all the animals watching in the woods got woodies from watching her jiggle along then who cared? The two demons sitting at the table guzzling whisky looked up in surprise as the two women bounced into sight. 

"Hello there, Mr. Demented Tailor and my fuzzy Off Color Rabbit," chirped Jennifer. "I came back to suck on that big purple headed cock of yours again!" Before you could say "copyright infringement," Jennifer and Samantha were kneeling in front of the two stunned creatures. Jennifer was licking the Demented Tailor's big throbbing cock all over like it was the best thing she had ever tasted while Samantha gobbled down the orange cock of the Off Color Rabbit. 

"Oh fuck, I don't care if I am late for anything," moaned the rabbit as Samantha bobbed her mouth up and down on the shining carrot colored dick. The rabbit took another swig from the jug in its paw and put the other paw on the back of Samantha's head. "Oh yeah honey, suck my big carrot cuz what's up doc is my dick!" 

Jennifer and Samantha knelt side by side on the grass sucking their respective cocks until both creatures blew their sticky warm loads into the women's waiting mouths. Without missing a beat, the two women switched partners and began to lick and suck the cocks hard again. In the middle of doing the off color rabbit, Jennifer felt a familiar cold nose on her ass and she glanced behind her. She smiled at the cartoon dog behin her and took the cock out of her mouth just long enough to say "Hi there boy, why don't you start fucking my pussy like a good boy?" then she put the rabbit's cock back in her mouth and kept on sucking. Rex gave a big goofy grin and wasted no time in mounting his bitch again, shoving its huge red cock deep into her cunt. 

Between the whisky and the consecutive blowjobs, the Demented Tailor and the Off Color Rabbit subsided into motionless lumps not long after emptying their second load into the women's mouths. That left Rex the cartoon dog fucking Jennifer's pussy. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh that's it Rex, fuck me like the bitch I am," moaned Jennifer as she felt her whole body rock back and forth from the impact of Rex's thrusts. "Shove that hard red cock into my pussy boy!" As Rex continued to fuck the blonde, Samantha moved around in front of her friend and began to lick at the heaving tits. When Rex finally came, he gave a howl that would have made his wolf ancestors proud as he emptied his load into Jennifer. 

It was only when Rex pulled out of Jennifer and she got a better look at the cartoon dog that she realized that his appearance had changed. The big brown dog looked vaguely familiar. "What's with the new look Rex?" asked Jennifer as she licked her lips and crawled toward the dog on hands and knees. 

"I got offered a part in a movie, panted the CGI looking dog. "It is about these four stupid looking teenagers and their brave dog who go around hunting ghosts. The pay wasn't great.....only dog biscuits, but I got to fuck the two chicks in the movie. The one is a real slayer man. And the other? Wowsa, I get turned on by babes with thick glasses." 

"Well I want a S......" began Jennifer. 

"A Rex Snack," broke in Rex. I don't want to be tied up in court over some copyright issue! 

"Mmmmmm," murmured Jennifer as she dropped her head and began to suck on Rex's boner. Rex gave only a whimper as Samantha crawled over to join Jennifer and the two women double teamed his hardening cock. Jennifer licked up and down one side while Samantha did the other. Their tongues would meet at the top of the cock and caress each other in a battle for the precum oozing out. Jennifer and Samantha then took turns sucking the cartoon dog cock deep into their throats and then sliding their lips up the shaft until the head popped out of their mouths. 

After a few minutes of this, Rex finally could not take it any more and shouted "Scooby Dooby Doo!!!!!!!!" realized what he had said belatedly and shot his load over Jennifer's face. Even as the cartoon dog's cum dripped down her face, Rex gave a last little whimper and collapsed like a ....well dead dog. 

"Remind me to see that movie when we are done all this," laughed Samantha as she leaned forward to kiss Jennifer on the lips and sample Rex's cream. The women's kiss was quickly interrupted though by the strident sounds of trumpets and an army of cards marching into the clearing. At the end of the procession came the Queen of Tits and the King of Cocks. The two monarchs surveyed the three prone demons and the two naked women. 

"Oh my G..." began the Queen and the King hurriedly clapped his hand over her mouth. 

"Careful sugar. You use the G word and they will be scraping your insides off of Pluto and I don't mean the damn Disney dog." 

The Queen nodded. "The worm was right though. These two whores are on a fucking rampage. We should do what he said and imprison them until the night is over just to be safe." 

"I disagree my dear," replied the King. "I agree with the statue who says that the only way to deal with the problem is to wear them out in proper demonic fashion...by fucking their silly little human brains out! Behind the two rulers, the cards in the deck began to line up and take sides. It looked like there was a civil war brewing in the demon camp. 

While it might be fun to watch the demons fight each other for a change, Jennifer knew that it wouldn't help her and Samantha escape. They had to drain all the demons of their supernatural powers and the only way to do that was to fuck each and every one of them into submission. Having reached that conclusion, Jennifer launched herself at the Queen of Tits and bore the stacked woman to the ground under her. Jennifer planted a kiss on he Queen's lips and began to literally rip the monarch's clothes from her well endowed body. The King and the other members of the deck stool looking on in shock. They couldn't recall a human ever raping a demon before, but that sure looked like what the human was doing to the Queen of Tits. The Racquel Welch look alike resisted at first, but she quickly fell prey to her demonic lusts. Once a demon, always a demon and she finally just lay back, spread her legs and let the human bitch eat her pussy out. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," moaned the Queen and she pushed Jennifer's face against her pussy harder as the blonde human's tongue found her clit and flickered over it. "That feels so fucking good bitch. You were born to lick cunt! 

The King of Cocks was watching enthralled as his female counterpart was licked into submission and then suddenly he felt hands undoing his belt and he looked down to see Samantha busy at work. He smiled at the sight. It had been a 100 years since she had blown him and as he recalled she had been very good at it. Her hands felt cool on his huge monster cock as she took it out and began to stroke it. When she wrapped her lips around the huge cock head and began to run her tongue around it, the King moaned with pleasure and grabbed Samantha by the hair and pulled her head towards him. By rights, no human should have been able to take all 18 inches of his massive dick, but inch by inch he pulled her head down onto it until she had the whole thing in her mouth. Still holding her hair, he began to pull her mouth back and forth along his cock. The human's lips felt so nice on his cock and her throat tightened around his cock causing loud moans of pleasure to escape his royal lips. Unable to hold back any longer, the King thrust his cock in to the hilt and held it there as it began to spew cum in huge sticky wads. After he finished cumming, the King pulled his cock out of Samantha's mouth and rubbed the dribbling slime coated meat over her face and hair. The bitch just smiled at him and then lay back on the grass, spreading her legs, and inviting him to fuck her. What was a demon to do? No demon in his or her right mind was going to be able to pass up a prime piece of pussy like that. As the King climbed up on top of Samantha, he heard a loud scream and he looked over to see the bucking form of the Queen as the other human brought her to a earth shattering climax. 

After that, things just sort of went to hell, if you will pardon the expression. The clearing broke out in an orgy of 54 demons to 2 human females. It was all in all a very unequal contest as the two women proceeded to suck, fuck and lick the whole pack into submission. The cards all had the bodies of people that Jennifer had once had sexual fantasies about and it was more than a little exciting, not to mention strange, to have Dolly Parton jiggling her big tits as she licked your pussy while your lips were working over Sean Connery's cock and Harrison Ford fucked your ass. When Jennifer and Samantha finally staggered to their feet, the clearing was littered with the depleted bodies of the demons. 

"Well that was certainly fun," said Samantha as she licked a gob of cum from her lips. "But I am getting a bit tired, what about you?" 

"A bit," admitted Jennifer, but we still have a ways to go. "I think it is best if we leave the statue and worm to the end, so who does that leave?" 

"Mmmmm, I think it is time to thank Taz for the recipe!" laughed Samantha as the two women strolled through the woods back to the hole which took them against all logic back up to the garden. 

The Kitchen Gnomes were leery and hid at first when the two naked women walked into the kitchen. Jennifer grabbed a can of whipped topping and sprayed it over her breasts and pussy, and the little buggers couldn't help themselves. Dozens of them swarmed over the blonde eager to lick the stuff from her body. Jennifer grabbed Taz and literally shoved the little fucker into her pussy so only his feet were sticking out and he ate her out from the inside. When Jennifer came, his little legs kicked and flailed as he almost drowned in her juices. The more food the two women covered their bodies with, the more it seemed to drive the kitchen gnomes crazy with lust. 

Samantha knelt on the kitchen floor while a group of the kitchen gnomes shoved a thick foot long zucchini up her ass from behind. In front of her was a long line of the little guys, each jerking on their cocks. One by one they stepped up and plastered Samantha with their sticky loads until the cum flowed off her face like water in a shower. The amount of cum the little demons produced was all out of proportion to their size, but they couldn't seem to satisfy the two humans stuck out their tongues and preferred up their big titties for load after sticky load. When the cum finally cleared, there were two naked human females still standing, er make that laying and a sprawl of totally drained little gnomes. 

Jennifer pulled Taz out of her pussy with a popping sound and dropped him on the kitchen table. Both her and Samantha were drenched in cum, with little bits of food stuck to them. Samantha pulled a cum covered grape off Jennifer and popped it into her mouth. "Well we definitely need to wash up before the next round." 

"Yes," sighed Jennifer. "The recipe is starting to wear off. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up." 

"Well, we don't have too many more to go, said Samantha as they climbed the stairs to another cleanup session with Hlar and Hlox. After a soothing session with the two water sprites, Jennifer and Samantha headed for Jennifer's bedroom and the mirror. The two nude women stood before the ornate full length mirror and frowned in puzzlement. The mirror was totally dark and showed no reflection of them or anything. 

"Now what?" said an exasperated Samantha. 

"Well if they won't come to us, I think we go them," said Jennifer and taking Samantha by the hand she stepped forward into the mirror. The two women found themselves in a duplicate of Jennifer's bedroom and they found their two duplicates huddled naked under the covers trembling. 

"Please don't hurt us," begged the mirror Jennifer as the two humans stood looking down at them. 

Jennifer looked at Samantha who was equally shocked at the cringing behavior of the two formerly cruel and domineering demons. "What do you think?" asked Jennifer. "Should we leave them alone? 

"Well, it would be so cruel to take them," admitted Samantha. "Look at the fear in their eyes and how they are trembling. It would take a couple of real heartless bitches to take them." 

Jennifer sighed. "I suppose you are right," she agreed and the two humans turned and started to walk back to the mirror. Behind them, their mirror duplicates gave a sign of relief at having been spared. Suddenly, however, the two humans stopped and turned around with smiles on their faces. 

"Got you," laughed Jennifer. "Payback is a bitch girls. You played with us and thought it was great fun. Well, now how does it feel when the shoe is on the other foot? Or maybe I should say, how does it feel hen the dildo is in your pussy? As the two frightened mirror duplicates watched, Jennifer and Samantha produced a pair of huge strap on dildos. The sight of the busty blonde with a 12 inch cock sticking out from between her legs would have frightened (or delighted) a lot of people and the two mirror demons were no exception. The two big boobed and now big dicked women advanced on their cowering counterparts. 

"What do you think?" asked Jennifer. "Would you rather fuck me or you?" 

"Me, definitely," asserted Samantha. I remember very well getting raped by myself and I want to return the favor." With that Samantha hrew herself onto the bed and climbed up on top of her frightened mirror counterpart. 

"Maybe if you beg nicely, I won't take you," whispered Samantha as she rubbed the head of her strap on cock against her duplicate's pussy lips. 

Eyes wide in fear, her demon began to beg. "Please, oh please don't do this to me. I never meant you any harm the last time. It was all just in fun, she cried desperately. 

"And so is this bitch," yelled Samantha and rammed the whole length of her strap on dick into her counterpart with one thrust and then began to madly fuck her making the whole bed shake with the force of her thrusts. 

Jennifer watched her friend fucking her duplicate for a few seconds then hauled her own trembling duplicate off the bed. " Kneel down bitch, ordered Jennifer and she sent her other self sprawling on the rug. "I want to hear you begging me to fuck you!" The mirror Jennifer knelt on the rug like she was told and offered her body up to Jennifer. 

"Please, fuck me," she whispered and Jennifer stepped forward and slapped her duplicate hard on her bare ass. 




The Haunted House Club



This is a nasty and graphic story about two barely legal girls and two very urban vampires that I tried to write as cliche-free as possible, not an easy trick, but I hope it's a treat. 

Remember when Gary Hart was running for President and got caught out with Donna Rice? He took some bigtime heat from the media, probably more from Mrs. Hart, and had to drop out of the race. Jay Leno had a great spin on what Hart SHOULD have told the press: "Yeah, I fucked her. Vote for me." 

In that same (Halloween) spirit I hope everyone enjoys this naughty little black comedy. Vote for me!

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Megan Jones was shaving her pussy when her cellphone rang.

She set the Schick on her bed and checked the incoming number. Lisa, her current best friend in the whole world and partner in crime. After they went through the obligatory 'whassup, ghurl' routine Lisa asked what time she wanted to hit the clubs.

"You do mean THE club, I hope?" asked Megan.

Lisa laughed, "You're serious about going there, aren't you?"

"Duh! I've been looking forward to this night since graduating high school." Just thinking about it made her drip, unconsciously she slid a finger down to touch her clitoris peeping out from its hood, her juices already wetting the bedspread under her. She made a mental note to tuck spare panties in her purse, at this rate she'd saturate the first pair before midnight.

"Have you got your trusty fake ID handy?"

"Of course," Megan said cheerfully, "But drinking is not what I had in mind, not booze anyhow. You know what I mean?"

"You are such a slut," replied Lisa, "but then, so am I. Maybe that's why we get along. But I so want to have a few beverages before I ride some studs tonight."

"That's okay with me, you drink and fuck and I'll just fuck, since I have to drive." She'd dumped her limpdicked boyfriend two weeks ago and too much time elapsed since she had had something long and strong.

"What time are you going to pick me up?"

"Is an hour too long for you to wait? My hair isn't dry."

"An hour's good. What are you wearing?"

"My jean miniskirt and that badass scooped shirt I got at the mall a few weeks ago at Abercrombie & Fitch. You?"

"Wait till you get a load of this dress I bought last night," exclaimed Lisa. 

"I hope it doesn't have to be dry cleaned because you'll probably get a load on it, if it's as good as you sound."

"Trust me, ghurl. Cut to my navel, black silk so sheer it's almost see-through, shorter in the back than front. It might as well have a sign flashing: ask me about pussy."

Megan said she couldn't wait and they agreed to hook up in an hour. 

She closed her phone and finished up what she'd been doing. Megan hadn't depilated herself since last weekend to avoid razor burns, she got them if she shaved daily. She wanted to be perfectly smooth for later on, no red bumps, not a hair on her from the neck down. Earlier in the shower with a brand new razor she gave her pubes a clean shave first before using it on her legs and other areas she deemed vital. Now in the middle of her bed she applied the last few finishing touches with the aid of a hand mirror. Her mound protruded, absolutely bald. It looked inviting but she thought she had an ugly pussy, although no guy had ever complained about its appearance. Her meaty lips resembled a fleshy butterfly, flaps as she called them, darker than her tan. She parted them and they remained apart while she studied her kootch in the mirror. 

Scraping off a last errant follicle she'd missed Megan got up to go into the bathroom. Spreading her cheeks wide in front of a full-length mirror she examined between them but didn't have to worry. She never had hair back there but examined the valley between the halves of her ass over her shoulder in the reflection just to make sure. The round muscle nestled in that valley she thought was ugly too, it protruded like her mound, a pronounced rubbery circle with wrinkles radiating outward like the spokes of a bicycle wheel. She didn't object to a guy licking it or even a sexy fingertip rub but she was strictly an 'exit only' girl.

Why couldn't she be built like Lisa? Her pussy bisected her crotch in a ruler straight line, with a smooth unwrinkled anus, more of a dimple than a hole in her ass. Well, at least Megan had Lisa beat in the tits department. She turned to admire them in the bathroom mirror, plump and riding high. They hung out of that A&F shirt her mother hated so much. With her parents out of town till the weekend she wouldn't have to go through the silly charade of wearing a bra out of the house then removing it before she got to wherever. 18 or not, she lived at home under mother's rules.

Megan raked her fingers through her thick pale blonde hair. For years she wore it hair long but just before her 18th birthday last July she'd had it cut above her shoulders. What had been wavy hair when long had transformed when cut into a springy mass of natural curls. Her friends said it looked great, so did her mom, but the guys' testosterone level seemed to be off the chain nowadays. Megan was totally used to horndogs sniffing around her but that morning in the styling salon paid for itself a hundred times over with the male attention she got now. She knew she'd made the right decision, had to agree with everybody, she was smokin' hot. And not just the mirror told her so. 

The mirror showed a pierced belly button and her only tattoo low on her flat tummy: a dolphin that appeared to be diving into the waistband of her panties. With the damp bath towel she'd used from her shower Megan gave her wet pussy a good wipe before putting it in the hamper. 

Tonight she wanted to be perfect and the tiny white thong she'd chosen for this evening hugged her pubes obscenely with only a little string running between the cheeks of her bubble butt. When she danced or sat down it would be visible to anyone who cared to peek. After getting into her top and skirt she slipped her feet into clog sandals that laced up her legs. She wore rings on her fingers and her toes and a spritz of Estee Lauder behind each ear and knee. 

Don't forget the extra thong for your purse, she told herself, and you're good to go. Megan's dad kindly left the Escalade with a full tank for transportation, plus a hundred dollars mad money. Fifty nine minutes after she'd hung up with Lisa they barreled downtown together in style. 

"Halloween 2007 is going to be the best ever!" Megan said with a slap on the steering wheel.

"But why Bound and Determined? That's an S&M vampire hangout," said Lisa.

"The radio says they've changed the name for tonight to the Haunted House Club. What better place for Halloween partying than with vampires who dress in costumes all year round?"

"I think vampires are as sexy as the next girl but S&M creeps me out."

"We drive by Bound and Determined all the time and you gush at the bloodsucking hunks hanging around the entrance. I keep asking myself if they're experts at sucking blood what else are they experts at sucking."

Lisa reached over to change the station on the radio. "But what if they want to tie you up and spank you?"

"You're just leery because of Roger. But didn't you like him tying you up and warming your butt before the big finale fuck?"

"Oh, it was fun, until the night he tried to put a buttplug the size of Christmas tree in me while he had me handcuffed. I'm an 'exit only' girl like you."

"You never told me about that. What did you do?"

"Told him I'd bite his dick off the next time he shoved it in my mouth and he took his handcuffs and his toys home. He's dating Allison now. She's started walking funny since then. Have you noticed?"

"Isn't she the girl who let five frat guys jerk off on her face during rush week last month?"

"That's her! I hear they videoed it."

"I heard they videoed her with three black dudes all at once."

"Roger told me she wants to drop out of college and move to Van Nuys, she's considering being a pornstar."

"Three guys at once sounds pretty hot, but I'm not that wild."

"But you are pretty wild though."

"Look who's talking, Ms. Buttplug."

"Whatever."

Megan checked out her friend's dress from the corner of her eye. It rocked, now she wished she'd worn a different skirt. "But you have to admit there's something very sensuous and romantic about vampires."

"You've been reading too many Anita Blake Vampire Hunter books, ghurl."

"Fuckin' A. And tonight me and you are going to be hunting some vampires of our own."

"They're going to be hunting you, that skirt doesn't cover your thong and that thong doesn't cover your kootchie."

"Why do you think I'm wearing this outfit? Tonight's the night and the Haunted House stays open till dawn. Freaky deaky."

"You're going to be fucked out by sun up."

"I hope so. And I repeat, look who's talking."

"Do you really believe in vampires?"

"Hell no! But it's fun to fantasize. What good is fantasizing about real stuff when you can dream about Lestat boning you?"

"That's better than Roger," Lisa mused and changed the radio station again.

The cover charge was high and they knew valet parking would cost $20 but Megan knew a private car park that charged $5 two blocks away and the girls walked the short distance. Half a block from the club the sidewalk bustled with foot traffic. About twenty pale males propped themselves nonchalantly against the faces of buildings close to the Haunted House Club.

Megan mentioned under her breath to Lisa as they passed a group of them, "Don't any of them wear boxers? Every one of their packages is on display through their trousers."

"I'm not goth, but a bunch of them are cute, in a Euro trashy kinda way. The one ahead of us, with spiky hair and the cape, I'd suck him off in front of everybody in the men's room without even asking his name."

"Now you're getting in the Halloween spirit, Lisa. This will be a night to remember." 

Megan noticed a guy in his late twenties checking her out with obvious approval. She had to stop herself from pointing at him to Lisa. She murmured in her ear, "I just creamed my panties. Holy shit, what a studmuffin!"

He wore a fashionable gel domino mask. Available in hundreds of colors and patterns, gel-masks came rolled up in small plastic tubes like those for designer cigars. A basic domino style could be had for two bucks. More expensive elaborate ones shaped like bat's wings or covering the entire face cost more, but never more than ten dollars. Open the tube and unroll the mask, they affixed and stuck to the face without the aid of strings so they didn't mess up anyone's hair or damage a girl's make-up when removed. They peeled off and were disposable. This Halloween they were THE accessory to have. 

The guy giving Megan hot pants wore a sky blue and yellow parallelogram pattern gel-mask that matched his suit and shirt. He had long unruly dark hair that he unsuccessfully tried to keep pushed straight back on his head but it hung in his face anyway, unkempt but sexy as hell to Meagan.

He smiled at her with a subtle show of fangs. "Good evening, little girl, what are you dressed up as on this All Hallow's Eve?" he asked in an enticing European accent.

Megan stopped and said with a deliberate jiggle of her tits: "This is my slut costume, in the daytime I'm a good Catholic schoolgirl."

"You aren't wearing a silver cross, are you?" he wanted to know, mesmerized by her bobbing breasts, completely visible except the nipples. 

"No, I left it at home with my bra."

His friends on either side of him chuckled, Lisa too. The man in the gel-mask smiled with his lips together, fangs out of sight. He gave her a small bow, reached for her hand and kissed the back of it gently.

"My name is Xavier Roman. What is yours?"

Megan told him.

"I like that name, and I like you. May I escort you inside?"

Megan made a feeble stab at playing hard to get. "My friend might feel left out, but find me inside the club. Maybe we can dance, or something," she said to him with a 'fuck me' gleam in her eyes. She'd have to change into that other thong the first time she went to the girl's room.

He mixed cavalier and debonair well with his accent. "I do not think I can bear to be parted from you after becoming so enchanted. Surely we can find an escort worthy of your lovely friend. See? She's already making friends with Drake."

Drake was the stud in the cape Lisa wanted to give a blowjob to not caring if she knew his name. Shirtless, he wore a cream colored satin tuxedo only a shade darker than his skin with a matching gel-mask, the bulge behind his zipper very apparent. Lisa and he chatted not paying attention to anything, or anyone, around them. Xavier spoke to him in a romance language Megan couldn't identify. Drake took both of Lisa's hands in his while replying to Xavier in the same tongue. After a brief exchange between the two men Drake released her hands, extended his arm gallantly for Lisa to take. She made certain she accidentally rubbed her tits against it when accepting.

Xavier had Megan's arm around his now and commented as he guided her toward the entrance: "It would appear the two of you are now properly escorted. You're much too comely to enter a haunted house all alone."

The blonde teenager took several steps before nudging her right breast into Xavier's arm. "What language were you talking in?"

"Romanian, of course," he said.

"Say something to me in Romanian," Megan said eagerly.

He whispered in her ear and his words caused her to come in her panties again. Good grief, she thought, he'll be able to smell my pussy before we get in the door.

"What did you say to me?" she asked, attempting to keep her thighs squeezed together and walk simultaneously.

"That I'm going to be unable to resist kissing you in the next five minutes, allow me to apologize in advance, I'm overcome by your charms," Xavier said, in English. 

Drip. He was overcome? Megan already had and she hadn't even fucked him yet. "It's going to take you five whole minutes to work up the nerve?"

He glanced up from ogling her left tit which had almost nosed free of her shirt. Another smile formed on his face: "Excuse me, you're breasttaking, oops, I meant breathtaking. Freudian slip, sorry. Damn, you've got me apologizing all over the place."

"If I let you have the kiss, are you going to bite me?"

His smile revealed his fangs again. When he saw her looking askance at him he asked, "Does that mean no kiss?"

Megan released his arm and popped both her breasts out and shook them before quickly getting them under wraps again. She placed her hands on his hard butt and dragged him close. "What do you think? Kiss, or no kiss?"

"Kiss?" he asked shyly, careful to conceal his canine teeth.

"Your five minutes are almost up, Lestat. Don't disappoint me."

He embraced her, they kissed tentatively at first and then more deeply at the base of the steps leading up to the club. She hoped he could hump as good as he could kiss. Megan ground her protruding mound against his protruding cock. Drip drip.

"Chill, you two," Lisa scolded. "At least wait until you get inside."

Megan shot her a friendly finger. Lisa had her arm around Drake hugging him to her while one of his hands familiarized itself with one of her buttocks.

"Shall we make our entrance?" Xavier suggested in his princely European accent.

As the two couples started up the steps Lisa remarked about the façade of the nightclub. "I thought Bound and Determined was a two-story brick building. This has four stories and is like all rotting wood and cobwebs and creepy crawly."

Now Megan saw it too, an old-timey gothic house rose before them. "Are those real bats perched up there?"

Drake explained, "The owner fixed the club up especially for Halloween. He did a great job too, used to work in Hollywood."

Lisa glanced nervously up and down the street, it appeared the same as she always remembered it, a Starbucks at one end and Ben & Jerry's on the other, an In-N-Out Burger place down the block.

She asked Megan, "Are you sure this Bound and Determined?" 

"It's not Bound and Determined tonight, it's supposed to be a haunted house tonight."

Lisa seemed unsure.

Megan said to her, "I can hear a Nickleback song blasting inside, Lisa. C'mon, let's go in. Our new friends won't let any zombies eat us."

"Yeah, but they might eat us," she said suspiciously.

Drake squeezed a cheek under Lisa's skirt. "If you want to get eaten . . ." he said playfully. He put a forefinger under her chin and turned her face to his, gazed longingly at her. "It's okay, baby, you're with me."

Lisa sighed, "So long as you're the one doing the eating."

"You have my promise."

"What about you?" Megan asked Xavier. "Am I safe from being eaten?"

"Not at all," he said as they reached the tall doors.

They creaked open with a classic rusted hinge sound, very Halloween, when Xavier and Drake pulled at each of the door handles to let the girls in. The song 'Figured You Out' rolled over them as they stood in a candlelit alcove. A musclebound pretty boy in nothing but a blue gel-mask and tight gym shorts greeted them. Like every other pale male around his equipment was well advertised, Lisa grinned over at Megan after they'd perused it.

"Drake, Xavier, welcome," he boomed when he saw them. "Are you going to be sitting in your VIP booth upstairs tonight?"

"Is it a clusterfuck downstairs, Tommy?" asked Drake.

"Around the dance floor it is, especially tonight, over 3000 people inside already."

"Excellent! We'll mingle a little while before going up."

"I'll have one of the managers prepare it for you," Tommy winked before turning his attention to the girls. Both had their purses open to present ID, but Tommy waved a casual hand in the air. "That won't be necessary, ladies, if you're with these guys. They're good friends with Mr. Goethe."

Megan arched her eyebrows at Xavier who informed her Mr. Goethe owned Bound and Determined, nee the Haunted House Club. Tommy gave Drake a questioning glance while gesturing at the girls.

Drake told them, "He's not going to ask either of you to pay the cover charge but he wouldn't mind a little glimpse of titty."

"To get in free he can see my ass too," Lisa said, parting the front of her silk dress so Tommy could examine her pear-shaped breasts with big pink nipples. She swirled around with a flutter of hemline, bent over and lifted the back of her dress. Not just Tommy scoped Lisa out, the other two guys admired her petite ass when she wagged it.

"I do love black panties," Drake quipped.

When he said that Lisa brought up her other hand and tugged aside the narrow black strip sunk between her asscheeks and pulled it to one side. In that position the mouth of her pussy yawned open and her anal dimple spread slightly. When Drake tried to insert a teasing finger in her cunt Lisa let the strip snap back into place and stood back up.

Megan flashed her tits again then turned, leaned forward and, not wanting the men to dwell on the wet spot on the crotch of her white thong, lowered the panties to about mid-thigh briefly before standing upright and wiggling back into them. She got a whiff of her own exposed snatch and wondered if the guys could detect it. Drip.

"One more thing, girls," said Tommy, "You are entering a no underwear zone. Isn't that right, Drake?"

He nodded, "You're going to have to check them at the door."

Acting like the policy might be a deal breaker Lisa demanded, "None of the girls inside are wearing underwear?" 

Tommy indicated a large red clothes hamper in back of the doorman's counter. The girls went over to inspect it. When they lifted the lid the smell of pussy wafted upward from hundreds of pairs of every style of panties imaginable: bikinis, traditional, thongs, T-backs, even bloomers and a pair of white grannies.