****** The Ghost of Hillside Manor by Code Hammer ******
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The Ghost of Hillside Manor


Part 1

Well, now I have a story for you. It's different though and I really doubt if
you will believe it, but I just gotta tell someone! First of all, my name is
Katrina and I am 15. My folks were given a huge house by a relative we didn't
even know! Have you ever watched the TV program called the MUNSTERS? Well the
house looked just like that! Needed a lot of work. I think I counted 35 rooms
throughout the 4-story mansion on the hill and, of course, I took, a room at
the very top, not the attic either. I was alone as the folks had their room on
the second floor.

All the original furnishings were in the house and on the walls were pictures
of our dead relatives, like George W Jackson, born 1699, died 1790. Just
looking at him put chills through me -- his eyes just searched your soul, you
know what I mean? Then there was a picture of Clinton A. Jackson -- Born 1719
Died 1800. A young man, good looking too. *smile*. The whole house had pictures
all over the place.

In a couple days, my folks found out that this place was called Hillside Manor
and there was even a cemetery out back of the house for the family. I could see
this cemetery from my window! Man, this was a place to explore! I have never
seen so many rooms! All of them were furnished and a lot of them had cob webs
all over the place to give it a spooky feeling.

The house was remodeled as it has a bath in every bedroom. My room was really
great! A huge poster bed, many many drawers, a full length mirror and I could
walk out on the small deck from my room. Of course the first thing I did was
explore the drawers in my room. Curiosity I guess. I found a lot of old neat
stuff.

Lying in bed at nights I could actually hear the house moan. At first it kinda
scared me y'know, but after a while I got used to it. It was a lonely moan but
I was told it was the wind going through the house. About six months after we
moved in things started to change and, I guess, this is really when my story
starts.

Getting ready for bed. The shower felt really nice as I dried off my body
standing in front of the full length mirror. Watching myself in the mirror was
kinda turning me on. I had a feeling, an eerie feeling as my hands cupped my
small breasts. The towel fell. Both hands were fondling my tits and my nipples
were starting to get hard. I closed my eyes at the feeling. *smile*. Then one
hand slowly went down my belly and I pressed very lightly to the top of my
pussy. It sent shock thrills through me. Then I cupped my pussy with my hand
and slowly inserted my middle finger in -- cold chills went right up my spine
as I opened my eyes watching myself in the mirror. Every time I pressed my
clit, my body seemed to freeze as waves of pleasure went through me!

Just to the point of cumming I opened my eyes and saw a figure in the mirror. I
immediately stopped and turned around. Damn I was caught and my face turned
red! I looked -- no one there. I looked in the mirror again. Nothing. Now THAT
was spooky. I quickly dressed in my nightgown. Then I looked all over the room.
Nothing. Now darn it, I saw SOMEONE! Who was it? I laid on the bed and turned
off my bedside light allowing the moonlight to come through my window. Sleep
came quick.

I decided not to tell anyone of this, they wouldn't believe me anyway. I saw
nothing for the next week. Well I didn't stand before that mirror for a week
either! Every time I saw that mirror, it seemed like I was drawn to it and
every time I stood in front of it, I had this uncanny feeling to touch myself
dressed or undressed.

I think it was about 2am I awoke hearing my name. I turned on my light. No one.
I opened my bedroom door... everything was quiet. Perhaps it was the wind. I
laid down again.

"Katrina," the voice said. I jumped up. The voice was real!

"Who are you?" I asked with a stammering voice.

"Katrina," the voice said again. I got up searching for the voice but nothing.

"Where are you?" I asked. Damn was I losing my mind?

"Katrina," the voice said again. I turned around to the direction of it. The
mirror! I went up to it. I saw nothing but my reflection. Then the feeling hit
me again. With both hands I caressed my breasts totally lost to the voice. I
slowly took off my gown and let is slowly drop to the floor admiring myself in
the mirror.

"Katrina," the voice said again. "Katrina, touch the mirror."

I slowly touched the mirror and felt the glass and held my hand there. Then I
felt another hand touching me! I pulled back fast! I looked and saw no one
except myself. I touched the mirror again and in a few moments I felt a hand
and fingers touching me back. My fingers interlocked with this strange force. I
felt chills but again I felt something wonderful going through my body. I took
my other hand and pressed it against the mirror. It, also, was touched. Then I
moved closer and pressed my lips to the mirror. I felt a kiss! The fucking
mirror kissed me!

"Who are you?" I asked visibly shaken.

"Katrina. Please help me," the voice asked.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked not believing what was going on.

"Katrina, take my hand and pull me to you," the voice said.

"Who are you?" I stammered. Damn I was losing my mind! I slowly and very
carefully put my hand to the mirror and interlocked my fingers with another
hand. Slowly I pulled this strange thing to me. The mirror seemed to get very
bright. Then I saw the hand holding mine. I was getting scared but I slowly
pulled it to me. The light from the mirror started to blind me as it was so
bright! An arm came through! Then a shoulder! Then I felt a force of wind and a
"whoosh" and the mirror was dark but in front of me stood a very handsome
man... holding my hands yet! I looked into his eyes.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"My name is Clinton Jackson, I am well, your ancestor," he said smiling while
holding my hands.

"This is crazy," I said remembering the picture of him and remembering. I
started to be drawn to him. This can't be! It had to be a joke! He seemed to be
pulling me close and then... and then our lips met. I sorta melted y'know,
right in his strong arms! He kissed me again and this time he touched my naked
breasts and slowly squeezed. Chills were going all over my body! I don't know
what got over me, but I took my hand and put it on his bulge between his legs.
God! It was nice and hard! I was totally lost to anything else except this
person. He kissed me again as I gently squeezed his erection through his
trousers. Oh God, I was getting turned on!! While kissing me, he carried me to
the bed and gently laid me down. He stood there and removed his shirt, then he
unbuttoned his old fashioned pants. His cock was nice! Not circumcised and
about 6-7 inches! He bent over and we kissed again as I felt his body against
mine. My pussy seemed to throb! His lips went to my breasts and he started to
suck the nipples. Damn, this wasn't happening to me!

My hands went all over his body as he started to kiss and lick my belly. GOD!
He was gonna eat me! I felt his tongue lick up and down my slit and then... and
then he inserted his tongue in me teasing the clit! Oh God, I just held the
back of his head! Pushing him to me! I have been eaten out before but I never
had it sooo good before either. Then he started to tongue fuck me! I hunched my
body to him as his tongue seemed to go far into me. No I am not a virgin either
but his tongue... oh that tongue!!

I felt myself trembling close to a terrific orgasm! I wanted him. I wanted that
cock! He must have realized I was close and he started to kiss me back up my
body, lingering on my breasts then finally reaching my lips. I felt his hard
cock at the entrance of my (very wet) pussy and it slowly went in. I locked my
legs around him and held him close to me as he slowly went in and out and in
and out... and in... and out and Oh My God what is happening to me! I looked
into his deep eyes as he fucked me. I COULD SEE THE WALL THROUGH HIM!!

Holy Shit, I was being fucked by a ghost! But then who cares? He started to
increase the tempo a little and I started to fuck him back... wanting more...
wanting him to go deeper... wanting him to possess me... to dominate me! To use
me! Oh God! The heat from his cock!! Then I felt him to start to hammer me and
in a few moments I felt his cock swell in me and then he started to cum! My
God! He was cumming and cumming and cumming! I could actually feel his warm cum
filling me! Then I started to have my orgasm! It was intense as my whole body
felt like a thousand pins and needles going through me! I couldn't breathe! My
pussy tingled with pleasure so great I closed my eyes and moaned out loud.

I finally opened my eyes. He was gone. The sun was shinning through my window.
It was morning! Did it really happen? I reached down and felt my pussy. It was
still wet and I really didn't know if it was his cum or mine. I hurriedly got
out of bed and went to the mirror. I put my hands to it. Nothing.

"Clinton? Are you there? Please come back," I whispered but to no avail. Tears
started to swell up in my eyes as I kissed the mirror. All I felt was glass.
Damn, did I dream of this? Was I really fucked last night or did I just have a
wet dream? I turned around and there... and there on the floor was a white
shirt. I bend to pick it up. It was a very old shirt, my God it was real! I was
really... no it was a dream. But here was the shirt! I held the shirt to my
breast as a single tear came down my cheek. I looked at the picture of Clinton.
Would I see him again? What other secrets did Hillside Manor have? I must find
out!

I went in and took my shower and then put on a pair of Levi's and a tee shirt.
I casually looked up at the picture of Clinton. SHIT! Was the picture smiling
at me? I shook my head not believing this! But then I knew that this house held
many secrets and "I" was gonna find them all!

Part 2

Days passed and nothing! The mirror was a part of my life now! Was it really a
dream? Was I really fucked by a ghost? Every time I looked at Clinton's picture
I felt strangely in love, wanting him to visit me again. I would lovingly touch
the mirror wanting to touch his fingers again... to pull him out to me, to let
him fuck me... oh God, I wanted him! Of course I couldn't tell anyone.

There was a lot of places for me to explore so I left my room and found the
stairs to the attic. Gosh, there were clothes, boxes, trunks and other photos
there. There were other large rooms going out from the attic and I saw one room
that was interesting. The room was filled with a girls toys. Dolls and other
things scattered all over the floor. There was a picture on the wall here too.
It looked like a young girl maybe 12. There was no name just a picture. I
wonder who she was?

I went into the main attic room and opened the trunk, mostly clothes but there
was also many many pictures. Some of Clinton too caught in various poses. Then
I found a book. A diary! Well I was going to keep this and read it later. There
were more pictures of the unknown girl too. I dug deeper into the trunk and
brought out a folder. Slowly I opened it. There were many pictures. To my
surprise there were pictures of the unknown little girl naked in various poses.
I wonder what date it was? I took the pictures with me and headed back down to
my room and looked at them again. She had a nice figure and I had a strange
feeling go through me. I wanted this girl. Damn, I never had sex with another
girl before! But just the thought was turning me on! I wonder if she had sex
before with a guy? Maybe Clinton? I started to get a little jealous. Shit,
jealous of a fucking ghost!

After supper, I helped to clean the kitchen and then I decided to go outside.
The whole yard was over grown with weeds! Thoughts went through my mind as I
looked up to the house. It must have been beautiful at one time! I walked
casually to the back of the house and opened the iron gate to the family
cemetery and started to read the head stones. In a little while I found
Clinton's grave and touched the stone out of a little respect. I picked a few
weeds around the stone then got up and looked at others.

I came across another stone. CHRISTINA JACKSON -- Born 1912 Died 1924. I just
wondered if this was the little girl in the picture. God, she was 12 when she
died. I wondered from what? This old house had many mysteries! It seemed like
ALL my ancestors were buried here! I bet there was 200 graves! I looked at each
one, then noticed it was starting to get dark and headed back to the house.

After being with the folks for awhile, I decided to go on to my room. I walked
in and got a cold chill as my eyes contacted that mirror! I went over to touch
it. Nothing.

I slowly took off my clothes and took a shower. The water felt good and I aimed
the shower head to my pussy and, yeah, that felt better! *smile*. I came back
into the bedroom and laid on the bed then opened up the envelope containing all
the pictures. I spread them all out on the bed and sat cross legged eyeing
them, wondering. One photo of this girl had her finger in her pussy and she was
smiling. I laid back on the bed holding this picture in my hand. She had little
breasts, just small mounds really and no hair on her pussy. This picture was
very exciting. I spread my legs and put my heels together which opened my
pussy. My hand went down imagining she was masturbating in front of me. I
rubbed with one hand while holding the picture in my other. Damn I was now
fantasizing that she was eating me!! Then I wondered what it would be like
licking a girl! This was starting to excite me as I closed my eyes laying her
picture down fondling my whole body. Damn this felt good!

Somewhere along the line I fell asleep. I opened my eyes and looked at my
bedside clock. 1am. I looked at the pictures again. Then... what was that? Did
I hear something? I froze. I DID hear something! It sounded like a little girl
giggling, not in this room but in the room above me! It was a muffled tone
though. Was it really a giggle? Or perhaps the wind? I got up and covered my
nude body with my bathrobe. I looked at the mirror again and touched it.
Nothing. I slowly opened my door and went out heading for the stairs to go to
the attic rooms.

I got to the top of the attic and turned on the light. The giggling was even
more pronounced. It was coming from that child's room! I put my ear to the
door. The giggling seemed loud now. I was getting a little scared! Slowly I
reached for the door knob then pulled my hand back in unknown fear. This whole
fuckin house was haunted! Fuck it! I reached for the knob and slowly turned it.

Slowly I opened the door and about fainted. In the moonlight I could see the
little girl on the floor naked. I stood there froze! She turned to me and
smiled.

"Would you like to play with me?" she asked.

"Uh er yeah," I said entering the room.

"What is your name?" she asked rubbing her thighs.

"My name is Katrina, what's yours?"

"Christina. You are living here now huh?" she asked.

"Yes we are," I said as I sat on the floor across from her.

"No one has lived here for a long time," she commented picking up a doll. Man I
could see right through her! This wasn't happening either! "Would you like to
play with me?"

"Sure, what shall we play?" I asked a little scared of the answer. Then she got
up and walked to the other side of the room. I kept my eyes on her little butt
and actually it was turning me on but damn, I was confused. She brought out a
checker board and put it down in front of me then sat cross legged.

"Do you know how to play checkers?" she asked while my eyes were on her pussy
that was open to my view.

"Yes I do," I said looking at her beautiful little smile as she put all the
checkers on the board.

"Would you move first?" she asked. I moved the checker to the next square and
looked up. She was gone! I looked around the room. She wasn't there! I stood up
and looked all around the room... nothing. I sat back down and looked at the
board.

"You want to sit on the bed?" Her voice sat as I jumped. There she was lying on
the bed with her legs spread. I got up and went over to her. I sat on the bed
eyeing her little body. My hand went out and I touched her leg. It was nice and
soft... and warm. She reached down and guided my hand to her thigh.

"Are you a ghost too?" I stammered feeling her thigh.

"Would you like to touch me there?" she asked pointing to her pussy not
answering my question. It seemed there was another power in control of me as my
fingers went slowly to her pussy. One finger went up and down her slit. I laid
down beside her looking at her face as she was enjoying my finger's intrusion.
This was so fucking real! Out of not thinking, I bent over and kissed heron the
lips and my finger slipped in her. She kissed me back and held me while I
started to finger fuck her. In a few moments she was trembling and I knew I was
bringing her off.

"I'm sorry," I said, now being a little embarrassed masturbating her to orgasm.

"Oh it's ok. I think I will like having you here," she said smiling. "Do you
want me to kiss yours?"

"Well... I... I..." I said stammering out the words.

"It's okay. I like to do that," she said as she laid me down and put her head
between my legs. Electrifying shocks went through me and she was licking me. I
really don't know who was the best at this. Clinton or her. All I know is that
it felt good! My fingers went through her hair as she was giving me pleasure
with her tongue. I was close to cumming and hunched up meeting her tongue and
then I fell back after my orgasm.

"I opened my eyes and she was gone. I looked around the room and she was no
where to be seen. I thought I was going crazy! Did I just been eaten or not? I
felt my pussy and it was still a little tender from my cumming. My finger
traced the slit and I entered myself again having another orgasm!

I got up and closed my robe together. I eased carefully out of the room and
walked downstairs to my own room and sat on the bed. Did a 12 year old girl
just eat me out? I looked at her picture again. Damn this house was fucking
weird! What will happen to me next? First a ghost fucked me and next a little
girl sucked me off!

I got up and took another shower and stood naked in front of the mirror hoping
that Clinton would come through and put his cock in me. My hand went to my
pussy and I started to masturbate, getting hooter knowing that he might be
looking in! My mouth flew open as I was cumming!

Really confused now, I dressed in my gown and pulled the covers down and got
in. I reached over and turned off the light. I wonder if mom and dad seen any
ghosts. Then I remembered the diary. I would read this tomorrow as my eyes
started to close and I fell asleep thinking of this new sexual adventure I was
having.

Part 3

School was a drag, as usual as I came home and said hi to the folks and headed
for the fridge to get a Pepsi. All day I was thinking about this sex I was
having... or not having. It was weird. I went upstairs to my room and got the
diary out and started reading. The writing was very difficult but I managed to
put the words together. It was a very large book comprising of over 2000 pages!
The dates started at 1899 up to 1924. I laid on the bed and propped myself up
with my pillows.

It was nothing but one big sexual adventure! My God, the wife of George Jackson
was fucking her son and George was fucking his daughter! Then the two children
were fucking each other! Shit, was this book for real or just some fantasy?
Whatever it was, my pussy was getting wet! I mean this book went into great
detail of what was going on and how each one was seduced! Then I thought of MY
mom and dad. I have seen mom naked before and walked in on dad when I was
little when he was in the bathroom. I remember that dad had a big cock! But I
was little too! Whew. I put the book down.

I looked over at my clock. 11pm. Damn I wasted several hours reading this and
only got through the George Jackson saga! I got up and went to the mirror and
touched it. Nothing. I then went to the bathroom and came out. I wanted another
Pepsi.

I opened my door and looked down the hall towards the stairs. Looks like
everyone went to sleep. I walked downstairs to the 3rd floor and then to the
2nd floor and I heard voices. Nah, these were coming from my folks' room. I saw
a light coming from their room, shit, they left the door wide open! Maybe they
were just getting ready for bed. I eased myself to the door and listened.

"Get on your hands and knees," I heard dad say. I got down and peeked into the
room and my mouth flew open. They had their back to me and they were on the
bed. Dad was behind Mom fucking her and I looked close. Dad was fucking her
ass!! I heard Mom moan as Dad was hammering her and my hand shot to my pussy
which was instant wet! I watched for a few minutes and watched mom play with
her pussy while Dad was fucking her butt. I eased out and slowly went upstairs
forgetting about the Pepsi. *smile*. I undressed in a hurry and laid down on
the bed massaging my tits and pussy. Oh God! I wanted a cock! Seeing my folks
like that turned me on to no end! One finger went in, then two, then three and
finally I had 4 fingers in my pussy fucking myself like there was no tomorrow!

"Katrina." I froze. Then I got up. It was Clinton! I went to the mirror and put
my hands on the glass. I touched his hand! I started to pull him through and
the light started to blind me again and WHOOSH he was standing in front of
me... naked!

My hand immediately went down to his hard cock and I started to jack him while
our lips met. I felt his hands on my head pushing me down. Oh God did he want
me to suck his cock? I kissed his chest and then his stomach and soon I was on
my knees holding his shaft in my hand. I licked it and then put it in my mouth
and sucked while holding his balls in my hand. Giving a fuckin blow job to a
damn ghost! Then I started to jack him off with my mouth by bobbing my head! I
felt his whole cock from the balls to where it was in my mouth! I wanted him to
cum! I wanted him to cum in my mouth! I wanted to taste him! Now he was fucking
my mouth! I reached and took his ass cheeks in my hands holding him, pulling
him to me!

I let go with one hand and fondled my pussy... my very wet pussy! Then I felt
his cock swell and he started to cum and I was swallowing letting out a little
squeal of satisfaction and excitement. He came so much that some was running
out the corner of my mouth. I was draining him... wanting more!

When he was spent he took me by the arms and lifted me up and we kissed and he
was tasting his own cum! I was really turned on by this! My pussy was on fire!
He turned me around, leaning me over the bed and inserted his hard cock in my
pussy and drove it to the hilt in one quick motion which knocked the breathe
out of me! I reached under squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. I
wasn't even on this planet!! Faster and faster he hammered until he exploded! I
felt the warm cum in me as he was shooting!

Then he started to fuck me again! Damn I was cumming! again and again! I was
being dominated, used! I loved it! I was moaning out loud while he continued to
hammer me faster and faster and... oh my God! I was cumming and cumming hard!
He took my hips and slammed me back to him! Then I felt him jerk! He was
cumming again!!! He pulled out of my pussy and aimed it at my asshole. WHAM! It
went in in one thrust. My eyes popped open and my mouth dropped feeling a lot
of sexual pain but this soon disappeared as he hammered me.

I remember Dad and Mom fucking like this, so I took my hand down to my pussy
and rubbed while Clinton was using my ass for his sexual pleasure. WHAM! WHAM!
Oh God, I was starting to cum again! He hammered faster and faster until he
finally slowed down. I was exhausted! My whole body collapsed on the bed...
smiling. I turned my head to see my lover but he was gone... again. I eased on
the bed and turned over looking at the ceiling. My hand went slowly to my pussy
and I inserted two fingers and then started to fuck myself slow. My other hand
went to my butt and I slowly and carefully inserted a finger. I was gone from
this world! My body started to shiver and then tremble with a climatic orgasm.
I was totally tired! I just laid there with the moonlight caressing my naked
body!

Slowly I got up and went to the bathroom. I was really sore this time... in
both holes! I staggered back to bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.

The next morning I awoke sore. I mean really sore! I played with my pussy for a
minute and slowly got up and got dressed in my Levi's and shirt. I went to the
mirror and kissed it.

"Thank you Clinton," I whispered as I touched the glass. Today was Saturday, no
school. Thank God for that! I went all the way downstairs to the kitchen and
got my morning Pepsi and sat down at the table. A note from Mom and dad. They
were going shopping. I just wonder what they would say if they knew their
little girl had just been fucked in the ass too! I smiled thinking of this.

I saw a door next to the fridge. Funny, I never saw this door before. I opened
it and went in. I had to walk down the stairs. Must be the basement I figured.
The stairs stopped. I noticed a long hallway with doors on each side. I opened
one. Store room, then I opened another. Empty room. Then I saw a door that was
iron. I tried the door knob. It was locked. I tried all the other doors all
down the hall, they were just storage rooms but this one that was locked really
upped my curiosity but I still couldn't get in.

I walked back upstairs to the kitchen and sat down thinking about this locked
door. What's in there? Was there a secret there for me to uncover? hmmmm very
interesting! Mom and Dad came through the door as I just finished my Pepsi. We
exchanged the pleasant greetings always with a smile. I finally got up and went
outside.

I noticed out dog, Butch and petted him on the head. Then I started to walk
towards the cemetery again like some unknown force was driving me there. The
cemetery was not well kept at all. It was all over grown and I couldn't even
read some of the stones. I kinda felt bad, know what I mean? Hell, this was my
family here! The cemetery had a rock wall surrounding it and the only way in
was that iron gate. The wall was only about 3 foot tall. At one time it must
have been a beautiful resting place. I sat on the wall looking and wondering.
It was very strange that Butch followed me to the gate and wouldn't come in. Oh
well.

After awhile I got up and left the cemetery yard and went down to the lake
which was just a matter of yards. It was really beautiful here! Butch sat down
beside me as we both looked at the countryside. I petted Butch and he rolled
over.

"Oh you want your belly scratched huh?" I said to him and I started to rub his
belly. While I was looking out across the lake my hand brushed something
sticky. I looked down and that dog had a hard on! Yuk! I moved my hand and he
got up licking my face. God is EVERYBODY around here horny? Still though I
thought as I turned around to see if anyone was there, I just wondered what it
would be like touching a dogs cock. Oh God, that was nasty! I reached over and
touched it and Butch laid on his back anticipating what I was going to do.

It was all red and sticky as I put my hand around it. My God, I wonder if
someone would catch us doing that! What would my folks think if they found out
I was fondling a damn dog. This was too weird. I looked around again... no one.
I started to jack off Butch. Well it looked like he needed it and he couldn't
do it himself, right? I thought about putting it into my mouth, but that was
just TOO gross as I continued to jack him. He stood up and was hunching my hand
and I felt his knot coming. This really fascinated me as I pumped him a little
faster! God, I was feeling guilty! I took a quick look around... no one. Butch
started to squirt cum and hunched my hand faster then he squired white cum and
yelped like I hurt him! Holy Crap, I just jacked off my own dog! I had to smile
knowing I just gave my dog a little satisfaction.

I got up and started to the house with Butch following me. God I felt dirty
jacking him. There was even a little cum on my finger and in a moment of
insanity I put my finger in my mouth. It wasn't too bad, a little salty perhaps
but not bad. Just about like Clinton's! I smiled an evil grin.

I got to the house and noticed a window where the basement was. I got down and
looked but it was dark and thought this window was going into that locked room.
I tried to clean the window for a better look but still couldn't see what was
inside. Then I felt the dog mounting me. Oh shit he wanted to fuck me! Good
thing I had my clothes on! I pushed him away and went into the house and sat in
the living room watching dad read his newspaper. Evil thoughts were going
through my mind. I wondered if dad would fuck me. Nah, that was just too nasty!
I got up and started up the 3 flights of stairs to my room. Then I went up
another flight to Christian's room and opened the door. She wasn't there. Well,
I didn't figure because it was still daylight. I laid on the bed and soon was
fast asleep for a nice nap.

Part 4

I never told you about my brother. His name is Zack and he's 13. He was away at
Grandmas and now he's back and has a room on the 3rd floor just down the hall
from me--oh great, so much for privacy!

I kept reading the diary. I read that Christiana died in 1924 by falling off a
horse and Clinton died by the croup whatever that is. The diary was very
interesting and Clinton wrote in it also. He mentioned the sex room, whatever
that was, probably that stupid locked room I can't get into.

I was cleaning my room one Saturday when Zack came in holding something in his
hands.

"What is this?" he asked. God, he had a very large dildo in his hands!

"Where did you get that?" I asked smiling.

"In the attic inna box. What is it?" he said examining this new "thing" he
found.

"It's a woman's thing," I said as my face grew a little red.

"What does women do with it?" he asked.

"Well, put it down. A boy shouldn't have stuff like that," I commanded. He felt
a little dejected and laid the dildo on the table and left the room. I picked
it up. God, it was huge! 4 inches wide and 11 inches long! I wondered who the
woman was that used this thing! I walked over and put it on my bedside table. I
couldn't believe that some woman was big enough to use this thing!

I put my hands in my pants and touched my pussy. Nah, that thing was too big! I
smiled and walked down stairs and sat on the sofa watching TV when Dad and Mom
came in.

"Honey? Can you baby-sit tonight. Your father wants to take me out for our
anniversary."

"No problem Mom," I said looking at how pretty she was all dressed up.

"ZACK!" Mom yelled. Zack came flying down the stairs.

"What?" he asked.

"We are going out so you do what your sister tells you to do ok?"

"Ok Mom. I'll be in my room" he said and ran upstairs. The folks left leaving
me and Zack in this big OLE house. I wondered if I would get fucked tonight by
Clinton and the more I thought about it the more curious I became so I went
upstairs.

I passed Zack's room and saw him laying on his bed reading a book. I opened the
door to my room and went up to the mirror.

"Clinton? Can you hear me? Can you come to me tonight?" I whispered. No answer.
I felt really dejected and went into my bathroom and put on my robe. I want to
fuck! Then I spied the dildo. I wonder if... nah, that thing is too big! I took
it in my hands and kissed the head of it and then took the head of it in my
mouth. Hmmmmm not bad. This wasn't helping my pussy either! I laid on the bed
and spread my legs. I carefully put the head of this monster to my pussy. Damn
it was big, but I was very wet too. Going in a circular motion my pussy gave
way to the head and I inserted the head. I had to wait a few minutes before I
could continue. Then I eased a little more in, then halfway. I felt my body
being torn in two but no pain.

I eased the dildo out of me. I wanted the real thing! I closed my robe and
walked downstairs and then decided to go outside. I walked around the house. I
could see a light so I followed its source. The light was coming from the
locked room!! I knelt down and cleaned the window so I could see in.

I couldn't believe my eyes! Mom and dad were there and so was Butch! Mom and
dad were naked and Butch had mounted her... fucking her! Oh gross! Dad was in
front of mom and mom was sucking his cock! In a while Butch got off and mom
continued to suck Dad, then Dad pulled his cock out of her mouth and entered
her from the rear just like Butch done. This was my MOM!!! Never in my wildest
dreams would I suspect that mom would ever do this! Then Butch came over to her
and licked her face. She reached under and started to jack him. My mom doing
this! I just about fainted when she bent her head and started to suck on that
dogs cock! Dad was talking to her but I couldn't hear what they were saying.
This was unbelievable!!

My hand went under my robe. My pussy was gushing! Then I saw some cum start to
come out of the corners of mom's mouth. Shit, the dog was cumming in her!! She
was swallowing! My mom!!! Then Dad started to move faster in the first stage of
shooting his cum in Mom. So they didn't go out after all and decided to come
down there and have fun! I closed my robe and ran to the door feeling very
sexually excited! I walked slowly up to my room wanting a cock, wanting to get
fucked!

I walked in my room and was instantly shocked! Zack was looking at those
pictures I found and he was jacking off!! Zack is circumcised and around 3-
4 inches. My God it was turning me on! He moved the pictures and saw me.
Hurriedly he covered himself up.

"I... I... I..." he stammered. I came into the room and shut the door.

"It's ok," I whispered. I looked at his crotch hidden by the sheet.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." he said just about crying.

"It's ok," I said resting my hand on his thigh. I could still see he had a hard
on. My hand went right to his hard on and I gave it a squeeze... a loving
squeeze.

"Gee that feels good," he shyly said.

"Shhhhh. Don't say nothing ok?"

"I won't," he said as my hand went under the sheet. He was VERY hard. Damn what
the hell am I doing? He's my brother! I removed the sheet and his cock stood
right out as my hand was around it slowly jacking. I looked in his eyes and
then bent down and took his cock in my mouth and I gently sucked. He moaned a
little. I figured he was too young to cum and his cock was sure tasting good.
(yum)

I was sucking faster and then I started to move my head up and down really
fast.

"I... I... something is..." he stammered as he let loose. He was shooting!
Better yet, he was shooting in my mouth! 13 years old and was cumming! I
swallowed all I could, then released his cock and stood up and took off my
robe. Brother or not I need it! I got on the bed and straddled him as he was
looking or trying to look at my pussy. I reached down and inserted his hard
cock in me and took him to the hilt. He moans out loud feeling such desire! I
started to fuck him and he reached up and started to play with my tits.

"You like this?" I asked panting.

"Oh yeah!" he said as my rhythm started to go faster. The faster I fucked him
the closer I was to cumming. Then it happened! I froze in mid air! Shit my
little brother just made me cum!! I slowly eased off of him and watched his
cock go soft to about a half inch. I smiled. "You better go to your own room
before we get caught," I said putting on my robe.

"Yeah, good idea," he said putting on his pajama bottoms. Then he left the
room. Damn what is happening here? I never had a desire to fuck my brother
before! I felt a little guilt going through my mind. Damn I jerked off the dog
and fantasized about fucking my own Dad and just Had a fuck with my brother! I
never had these emotions before!! This was wrong, it was so wrong! I went
downstairs in about an hour and Mom and dad was in the living room.

"Did you two have a good time?" I asked.

"The best night out ever," Mom said. I watched Mom go upstairs swinging her ass
a little. Damn she was sexy. I sat on the chair and then told Dad I was going
outside. Butch was no where to be found. Worn out, I imagine! I went to the
cemetery and sat on my usual place under the moonlight. Am I going fucking
crazy? My body shivered under the cool Alabama November night. I put my hand
under my robe and gently squeezed my right breast. I never played with myself
like this before!! Maybe I "am" going crazy!

I walked back into the house and kissed Mom goodnight and headed upstairs. I
went into my room and touched the mirror and kissed Clinton goodnight whether
he knew it or not. Then I heard giggling. It was Christiana! I walked out the
door and went upstairs to her room. She was there! But wait! I heard voices! I
opened the door a crack and my little brother was getting his cock sucked! I
gently closed the door and went back down to my room and laid on the bed.

I started to read the large diary again. Everything was fitting to me now. Back
then this house was sex and it is sex now! Didn't anyone have any idea of what
was happening? Never would my mom fuck and suck a dog! This was wrong.
Something was so evil here! I have always thought about sex, but not like this!
NO, not like this! I have to stop this before... before I lose my whole family!
But how? Oh my God, how????

Part 5

A week went by without sex and I was really getting scared. I was solely
convinced that this house was just more than being haunted. It was evil and it
was destroying my family! I had to get my family out of here but how?

One Tuesday I came home early because classes were dismissed. I came into the
back door and walked down the hall and heard noises from my parent's room. They
must be fucking again I thought. I carefully came to the door and carefully
looked into the room. Zack was being fucked by mom and if that wasn't all Zack
had Dads cock in his mouth! Please Dear God, I don't want to live like this! I
snuck back down the hall and went around their room to the stairs and up to my
room. I felt safe here... if it wasn't for the mirror.

I took off my clothes and got into the shower. ohhhh that felt good. I came
into the room and I avoided showing my naked body to the mirror.

"Katrina," the voice said. Oh God NO! "Katrina," the voice said again.

"Go away!" I screamed.

"Come Katrina. My cock is all nice and hard for you," said the voice who I
recognized as Clinton's.

"Go away, please go away!" I begged.

"Katrina, I want to fuck you... slow and gentle."

"No leave me alone!"

"You can drink my cum my darling Girl."

"NO!" I said getting a little turned on.

"I know you liked to be fucked in the ass. Would you like my cock in your ass?"
he taunted.

"Please leave me alone," I said weakening.

"Help me, Katrina. Come and help me."

"NO." Oh God, I was losing control as I walked over to the mirror.

"Give me your hand and help me come to you so we can fuck."

"Please," I begged and came closer to the mirror. Well what would it hurt to
fuck him? I slowly reached out and put my hand on the glass and touched his.
Our fingers intermingled again and I felt myself pulling him to me. The light
again then a WHOOSH and he was standing in front of me with a nice hard on
again. I couldn't move and stood before him as his hands roamed my body
exciting me, turning me on to him. I didn't want this to happen, yes I did. Oh
God help me. His fingers parted my pussy and he drove two in making me gasp.

"Yes my Little one, soon it will be all over and you can join me in the
mirror," he said as he was finger fucking me.

"No please," I begged.

"Yes my Katrina. Soon." I felt a finger go in my ass. Now he was finger fucking
both my holes at once. I was weakening. Then it dawned on me. Go into the
mirror? I pushed him away.

"NO!" I said backing up. He stood there smiling. Then I felt strong arms go
around me. I turned my head.

"Perhaps you would want to fuck me instead?" Daddy said as he held me tight. Oh
God I looked down and Dad was naked with a hard on. Clinton folded his arms
across his chest smiling.

"Daddy NO!" I begged. Then I looked at the corner of my room. It was mom being
fucked and fondled by six men with huge hard ons. I looked the other way and it
was Zack sucking the dogs cock! I looked at Clinton who was slowly jacking
himself. I struggled to get free but to no avail.

"Don't resist your Daddy's cock," Dad said as I felt it pushing the cheek of my
ass.

"Please Daddy, don't," I sobbed. I looked up again and there was Christina
standing on my bed finger fucking herself.

"Maybe you would like me to suck your pussy?" she said. This was a mad house!!!
I was thrown on the bed and Christina straddled my head. Then an old man came
over and picked me up and threw me on the sofa that was in my bedroom. He
mounted me while he was fondling my breast! His cock went right in as I was
sobbing uncontrollable now. God I didn't want this! His cock was hard as he
penetrated me. Clinton was still jacking himself and Christina was sitting in
the corner smiling an evil grin. Daddy stood next to me jacking himself and mom
was still getting fucked by those other guys. Zack was being fucked in the ass
by the dog.

I felt the man start to cum in me and he pulled out allowing some cum to hit me
on the face. Then Daddy came and put his cock in my pussy. Then Clinton came
over and whispered in my ear.

"You like to fuck don't you? When you are in the mirror, you can fuck anyone
who lives here," he said in a commanding tone. I tried to struggle but it was
no use. Clinton got back up and sat next to Christiana who was masturbating in
the corner. Dad was fucking me hard and harder still. I looked at the mirror -
- that terrible mirror, then I saw my shoe next to me. In one swift motion I
picked up my shoe and threw it at the mirror with all the power I had. Clinton
stood up.

"NO!!" he yelled as the shoe hit the mirror and it broke into a thousand
pieces. Wind started to come up in my room and everything was going around in a
circle. Clinton was sucked into the vortex, then Christina, then Mom., then
Zack and finally dad. Then it was silent. I looked around. I was alone. My room
was a mess with broken glass. I found my robe and put it on. I stood at the
door and looked back fearing that Clinton would be back. I went downstairs and
froze. There was Mom sitting on the sofa with Dad. Zack came out of the kitchen
eating a sandwich.

"Hungry? There's pizza on the table and makings for a sandwich," Mom smiled and
said. I went into the kitchen and opened the door to the basement and went
down. The iron door was gone. It had disappeared! I came back up and told
everyone I was going to bed.

I looked in Christiana room and it was bare. Nothing. No bed, no toys, no
nothing. I went back down to my room and walked in. The whole room was cleaned
up and... and the mirror was gone. I sighed a little and walked back out. I
looked down the hall and saw a figure wearing a Confederate uniform. He turned
and waved back at me and disappeared into a room. I waved back not EVEN wanting
to go see what was there.

I walked downstairs and everyone was in the living room then I walked outside
and my eyes went to the cemetery. I stood at the gate. There was Clinton!! He
was walking to his grave and suddenly disappeared. Then I saw Christiana and
she walked to her grave and disappeared. Then the whole cemetery lit up and I
heard a WHOOSH through the blinding light. Then nothing. I walked into the
cemetery and it was quiet, peaceful y'know.

I went back into the house and into my room. The diary and pictures were gone.
I went to the attic and it was bare. Then I went back to my room and went to
the deck. I looked over at the cemetery that looked peaceful and then I saw the
Confederate soldier waving to me from the gate. I waved back as he found a
grave and disappeared. All this was a deception of the devil! I felt cold
chills go up my spine and went back into my room. The huge dildo was still on
my night stand... well, maybe I could use it someday.

I felt relieved that everything was over. I was sitting in the living room the
next morning when a knock came on the door. Mom got up and answered it. It was
Federal Express bringing a large package. Mom brought it in and started to
unwrap it. Oh My God! It was a mirror!!

"Katrina, lets put this in your room, it'll look good!" Mom said smiling at me,
but with a smile that sent chills up my spine.

END OF STORY

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