It was a brisk Halloween evening and the wind howled as it whirled dead colored leaves around the house. Shivering, I pulled my sweater around my shoulders. Amy saw me shake and turned the heat up. I looked out the window eyeing the old deserted house in the distance and wondered again whether it was really haunted or not.
"Are you sure you want to go through with this, Amy?" I asked her for the fifth time.
"Yes!" Amy exclaimed, her blue eyes piercing as she stuck out her chin in determination.
"Brett says I can't do it and I am going to show him I can," she added defiantly, tossing her blond hair.
"Well, what do you need me here for, if you are so brave?" I teased her.
"Someone has to witness that I spent the night in the old McClellan place," she replied, giggling nervously.
"What happened to them again?" I asked her.
"Mr. McClellan died mysteriously and his wife committed suicide soon after. It is said their ghosts still haunt this old house," she replied, looking ahead and biting her lower lip.
I shivered again, but I wasn't sure if it was from the cold. I tried to convince myself there were no such things as ghosts, but looking at the house I could not be sure.
We parked the car next to the old dilapidated house and grabbed our bags and the cooler. As we walked slowly up to the door, I lagged behind somewhat because I wasn't quite as eager to prove my bravery as Amy. After all, Brett was her boyfriend, not mine.
We opened the door, the hinges let out a shrill cry sending goose bumps along my neck. We cautiously wandered inside the dark house, floorboards creaking with every step. With our flashlights shining, we looked around the dark room and decided it was safe enough.
"Let's just stay here, by the door," I suggested somewhat nervously.
"Oh, come on, don't you want to explore?" she taunted me.
"I would feel better if we were close to the door." I answered her, not budging from the spot.
We dropped our bags and quickly made ourselves as comfortable as possible. We spread out our sleeping bags on the old hardwood floor, and unpacked the snacks and sodas.
"This isn't so bad," I said, crunching on a mouthful of popcorn.
Amy threw a small handful of popcorn at me, grinning.
After the popcorn was gone, we decided to change into our pyjamas and settle in for the night. I slipped on a pink baby doll top with white satin trim and a matching thong while Amy wore a spaghetti strap black nightgown that fell to mid thigh. Amy noticed how my top just barely covered my tight little ass and whistled at my thong peeking out when I got into my sleeping bag.
"Amy! Behave you naughty girl," I said playfully, my green eyes sparkling. We have teased each other before but it has never been more than that. Sometimes I daydream what it would be like to kiss her, to feel her soft lips on mine, to make her moan in pleasure. I closed my eyes and drifted off thinking of Amy.
I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew I heard moaning. I peered through the darkness but couldn't see anything. I could feel Amy next to me and someone was on top of her. I squinted my eyes but it was too dark to see; however, I knew it was Brett because no one else knew we were here. 'Sheesh, they're having sex right next to me,' I thought.
Listening intently, I heard him moaning quietly as he moved in and out of her. He startled me as his hand approached my sleeping bag. I heard the zipper being pulled down slowly and then felt the top of the bag being pushed aside, exposing my hot body. I gasped as the cold night air rushed over my body. My nipples hardened instantly from the sudden coolness.
I felt his large warm hand grip my bare thigh. He began rubbing it slowly. I lay perfectly still as his hand began to slide up my thigh. I pretended I was still sleeping, not sure how I should react, struggling to control my breathing. I can hear how wet Amy is as his cock slid in and out of her. I know her excitement is rising as her moans became louder.
Suddenly, I heard a scream coming from down the hall. In fear, I instinctively reached out, to cling to Amy and her boyfriend. I distinctly heard a female voice wailing from the other end of the old house. The erratic nature of her voice suggested she was in the throes of passion and having one hell of a climax. I couldn't help but smile.
"Well, what do you need me here for, if you are so brave?" I teased her.
"Someone has to witness that I spent the night in the old McClellan place," she replied, giggling nervously.
"What happened to them again?" I asked her.
"Mr. McClellan died mysteriously and his wife committed suicide soon after. It is said their ghosts still haunt this old house," she replied, looking ahead and biting her lower lip.
I shivered again, but I wasn't sure if it was from the cold. I tried to convince myself there were no such things as ghosts, but looking at the house I could not be sure.
We parked the car next to the old dilapidated house and grabbed our bags and the cooler. As we walked slowly up to the door, I lagged behind somewhat because I wasn't quite as eager to prove my bravery as Amy. After all, Brett was her boyfriend, not mine.
We opened the door, the hinges let out a shrill cry sending goose bumps along my neck. We cautiously wandered inside the dark house, floorboards creaking with every step. With our flashlights shining, we looked around the dark room and decided it was safe enough.
"Let's just stay here, by the door," I suggested somewhat nervously.
"Oh, come on, don't you want to explore?" she taunted me.
"I would feel better if we were close to the door." I answered her, not budging from the spot.
We dropped our bags and quickly made ourselves as comfortable as possible. We spread out our sleeping bags on the old hardwood floor, and unpacked the snacks and sodas.
"This isn't so bad," I said, crunching on a mouthful of popcorn.
Amy threw a small handful of popcorn at me, grinning.
After the popcorn was gone, we decided to change into our pyjamas and settle in for the night. I slipped on a pink baby doll top with white satin trim and a matching thong while Amy wore a spaghetti strap black nightgown that fell to mid thigh. Amy noticed how my top just barely covered my tight little ass and whistled at my thong peeking out when I got into my sleeping bag.
"Amy! Behave you naughty girl," I said playfully, my green eyes sparkling. We have teased each other before but it has never been more than that. Sometimes I daydream what it would be like to kiss her, to feel her soft lips on mine, to make her moan in pleasure. I closed my eyes and drifted off thinking of Amy.
I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew I heard moaning. I peered through the darkness but couldn't see anything. I could feel Amy next to me and someone was on top of her. I squinted my eyes but it was too dark to see; however, I knew it was Brett because no one else knew we were here. 'Sheesh, they're having sex right next to me,' I thought.
Listening intently, I heard him moaning quietly as he moved in and out of her. He startled me as his hand approached my sleeping bag. I heard the zipper being pulled down slowly and then felt the top of the bag being pushed aside, exposing my hot body. I gasped as the cold night air rushed over my body. My nipples hardened instantly from the sudden coolness.
I felt his large warm hand grip my bare thigh. He began rubbing it slowly. I lay perfectly still as his hand began to slide up my thigh. I pretended I was still sleeping, not sure how I should react, struggling to control my breathing. I can hear how wet Amy is as his cock slid in and out of her. I know her excitement is rising as her moans became louder.
Suddenly, I heard a scream coming from down the hall. In fear, I instinctively reached out, to cling to Amy and her boyfriend. I distinctly heard a female voice wailing from the other end of the old house. The erratic nature of her voice suggested she was in the throes of passion and having one hell of a climax. I couldn't help but smile.
Amy reached out and took my head in her hands, pulling me closer to her. As her lips met mine, I felt Brett's hand boldly slide up under my thong and begin slowly massaging my pussy. As she pushed her tongue into my mouth, my juices pooled into Brett's hand. Instinctively, I closed my lips around her tongue, tenderly sucking it. She moaned into my mouth, and cupped my breast in her hand. My nipples harden from her caress.
I heard Brett's balls slapping hard against her. Amy broke our kiss, panting from his thrusts. She began wailing loudly as she starts to cum. As he fucked her hard, he pushed a finger deep into me, stirring my arousal. She laid back, to relax. Her body was so close to me. I could feel her trembling with pleasure. I heard a pop as he slowly pulled out of her. He moved toward me and pulled me to a sitting position. Instantly, he kissed my moist lips. He hurriedly pulled the top over my head, breaking the kiss. The erotic screaming down the hall grew louder and more intense, echoing through the old house.
I gasped for air as I pulled him closer. His hard wet cock pressed and poked into my stomach as we embraced. His hands slid down my back, grabbing my ass. I felt him pull the elastic on my thong, toying with it for a second. He teased me as he pulled on it, allowing it to rub back and forth across my clit. Then, without warning, he ripped my thong in two and pulled it from me.
He pushed me back onto the hard floor and grabbed my thighs, positioning me on my hands and knees before getting behind me. I felt him rubbing his hard cock against my wet slit. His hands grabbed my shoulder, pulling me back into him roughly. As his cock slammed into me hard, the course hardwood floor bit into my knees from the pressure. I whimpered as he took me hard and fast, his cock plunging into my depths with each stroke. I felt him pull completely out, then slam into me again and again—so rough and uncaring.
I felt Amy's hungry soft lips on mine. My mouth eagerly responded to hers as our tongues darted in and out of each other's mouth. She slid under me, trailing her gentle and tender kisses down my neck, sending shivers down my spine, making my toes curl. I sighed heavily as her tongue trailed down my chest and across my breast. Her fingers joined in as her nail tips glided lightly over my sensitive skin. Burning desire flowed through me as I felt her tongue lick my nipple's edges with a light flickering. As her warm moist lips took my nipple into her mouth, I moaned in ecstasy.
Amy continued to squirm under me; trailing feather light kisses down my stomach as she moved towards my clit. I felt her warm tongue as it passed all the way across my slit. I opened my eyes and realized Amy's pussy was now directly below me. I never realized how desirable she was until now. I lowered my head slowly, inhaling the aroma of her freshly fucked pussy. I gave her a few teasing licks to gage her reaction. Her soft moans encouraged me to continue so I licked my tongue along the length of her lips. I gently spread them and kissed the length of her beautiful pussy. Moaning loudly, she thrust her pelvis upward as my tongue slid deep inside her. Flicking her clit swiftly I could tell she was going to cum again. I licked and sucked as she came in my mouth.
Brett pulled me into him roughly and continued to fuck me vigorously. His hands were now on my hips and he was thrusting hard and fast. I could tell by his erratic breathing he was near the point of no return. Amy's gifted mouth brought me closer and closer to the edge as well. A wave of uncontrolled passion flooded through my loins as she gently sucked my clitoris into her mouth and began nibbling on it.
My hips buck uncontrollably and my breasts bounce with force as my orgasm races through my body. I feel him explode inside me, filling my pussy with his hot cum. Suddenly, they both vanished without a trace.
I look up at the bright lights shining in my eyes. Amy and Brett had come to the doorway and shined their flashlights on me after hearing my screaming and moaning. They saw me thrashing about, moaning and screaming. My friends were laughing at me from the doorway. I was confused. How could they be there across the room when they were just here with me, over me, under me, and inside? Maybe it was all a weird haunted exotic dream.
I heard Brett's balls slapping hard against her. Amy broke our kiss, panting from his thrusts. She began wailing loudly as she starts to cum. As he fucked her hard, he pushed a finger deep into me, stirring my arousal. She laid back, to relax. Her body was so close to me. I could feel her trembling with pleasure. I heard a pop as he slowly pulled out of her. He moved toward me and pulled me to a sitting position. Instantly, he kissed my moist lips. He hurriedly pulled the top over my head, breaking the kiss. The erotic screaming down the hall grew louder and more intense, echoing through the old house.
I gasped for air as I pulled him closer. His hard wet cock pressed and poked into my stomach as we embraced. His hands slid down my back, grabbing my ass. I felt him pull the elastic on my thong, toying with it for a second. He teased me as he pulled on it, allowing it to rub back and forth across my clit. Then, without warning, he ripped my thong in two and pulled it from me.
He pushed me back onto the hard floor and grabbed my thighs, positioning me on my hands and knees before getting behind me. I felt him rubbing his hard cock against my wet slit. His hands grabbed my shoulder, pulling me back into him roughly. As his cock slammed into me hard, the course hardwood floor bit into my knees from the pressure. I whimpered as he took me hard and fast, his cock plunging into my depths with each stroke. I felt him pull completely out, then slam into me again and again—so rough and uncaring.
I felt Amy's hungry soft lips on mine. My mouth eagerly responded to hers as our tongues darted in and out of each other's mouth. She slid under me, trailing her gentle and tender kisses down my neck, sending shivers down my spine, making my toes curl. I sighed heavily as her tongue trailed down my chest and across my breast. Her fingers joined in as her nail tips glided lightly over my sensitive skin. Burning desire flowed through me as I felt her tongue lick my nipple's edges with a light flickering. As her warm moist lips took my nipple into her mouth, I moaned in ecstasy.
Amy continued to squirm under me; trailing feather light kisses down my stomach as she moved towards my clit. I felt her warm tongue as it passed all the way across my slit. I opened my eyes and realized Amy's pussy was now directly below me. I never realized how desirable she was until now. I lowered my head slowly, inhaling the aroma of her freshly fucked pussy. I gave her a few teasing licks to gage her reaction. Her soft moans encouraged me to continue so I licked my tongue along the length of her lips. I gently spread them and kissed the length of her beautiful pussy. Moaning loudly, she thrust her pelvis upward as my tongue slid deep inside her. Flicking her clit swiftly I could tell she was going to cum again. I licked and sucked as she came in my mouth.
Brett pulled me into him roughly and continued to fuck me vigorously. His hands were now on my hips and he was thrusting hard and fast. I could tell by his erratic breathing he was near the point of no return. Amy's gifted mouth brought me closer and closer to the edge as well. A wave of uncontrolled passion flooded through my loins as she gently sucked my clitoris into her mouth and began nibbling on it.
My hips buck uncontrollably and my breasts bounce with force as my orgasm races through my body. I feel him explode inside me, filling my pussy with his hot cum. Suddenly, they both vanished without a trace.
I look up at the bright lights shining in my eyes. Amy and Brett had come to the doorway and shined their flashlights on me after hearing my screaming and moaning. They saw me thrashing about, moaning and screaming. My friends were laughing at me from the doorway. I was confused. How could they be there across the room when they were just here with me, over me, under me, and inside? Maybe it was all a weird haunted exotic dream.
I listened as Brett and Amy explained they had left me to go make love in the other room, and while I listened, I trembled as I felt his cum slowly drip out of me
Trick or Treat
by
sweet_p
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Tue, 30th March, 2010
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