Melissa Was Frightened On Her Bed, She Threw What Ever She Could But He Kepts Dodging Them, He Walks Up Nexted To And Grabs Her Hand And Sits Down Next To Her, Melissa Tried Move Away But She Couldnt Get Far, The Firm Yet Cold Grasp Of The Man Was To Strong, The Man Whispered Her Name And It Gave Her A Cold Feel Down Her Spine, He Whispered Her Name Again "Melissa" The Cold Whisper Felt So Cold But She Found Strangly Arousing, Once Again He Whispered To Her "Lay Down Melissa"

She Couldnt Control Herself, She Felt Possessed As She Layed Down Next To Him At His Command, The Man Brushed Her Hair Back Behind Her Neck, While Running His Fingertips Along Her Stomach, "Melissa, I See How You Read Those Books, It Gives You Such Pleasure Thinkin Of What Happens In Those Books Doesnt It" He Tells Melissa, Yes She Replies Back To Him, "Well Melissa Tonight, Those Books Come To Life" He Says To Her While Smelling Around Her Neck

Melissa Lays Back Feeling The Pleasure Of His Voice Talk To Her So Softly, It Felt Like Pure Ectasy, Melissa Asks The Man Before Everything Happens "What Is Your Name" She Whispered, But He Didnt Reply, He Just Looked Into Her Eyes And Said Nothing, He Starts To Kiss Her Soft Smooth Neck, The Feel Of It Gave Her Pleasure That She Never Felt Before, He Pulled Off Her Robe Leaving Melissa In Her Bra And UndErwear, He Slowly Kissed Down Her Chest Towards Her Stomach While Softly Running His Fingers Along Melissas Neck. "Close Yours Eyes" He Says To Melissa, She Looked At Him Once More Then Closed Her Eyes, He Moved Back Up To Her Neck Brushing The Hair Away From Her Neck, He Took One Last Smell Of Her Beauty, Then She Screamed In Pain


Chapter 6


Melissa Layed There Screamin In Pain But Pleasure At The Same Time, The Man Was Biting Her Neck Hard, But Also Sucking The Blood Out Of Neck, She Soon Realised What He Ment By "Those Books Come To Life" Now She Didnt Know If She Wanted It Or Not, But It Seemed Like She Didnt Have A Choice As He Was Sucking The Blood Out Of Her Body, He Soon Stopped And Licked The Blood Of Her Lips, But The Sexual Pleasure Of Sucking Her Blood Didnt Stop, He Rubbed His Hands Down Her Chest, Massaging Her Breasts Softly, Melissas Nipples Had Harden From The Pain And Pleasure

He Slid Down Her Bra, Slowly Kissing Her Nipples While Rubbing Her Stomach Smoothly, A Short Moan Of Pleasure Shot Down Melissas Spine As His Lips Were Wrapped Around Her Breasts While moving his hands around her body and legs, the extremely incredible pleasure she was recieving was nothing she had either felt before, she didnt even think about the two bite holes in her neck

The More He Sucked On Her Breasts, The Further Down His Hand Went, Slowly Reaching Down To Melissas Panties And slowly pulling them off, leaving melissa completly naked, the pleasure she was making her nipples hard and her pussy wet and she didnt want him to stop, she felt like she was in heaven, her eyelids open and she sat up, she sat there alone she got up and looked around the house for "the vampire", she couldnt find him, she went back to her room, and found her book on the bed, she looked up and closed her eyes, realising it was all a dream, she went to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror, she turned the hot water on and washed her face, she looked back and wiped her face dry, she then noticed something on her neck, two bite holes


Chapter 7


What melissa thought was a dream was actally reality, she ran back into her bedroom looking around hoping it there was anything left behind, she found a note in her book saying "the more you read the better it feels" melissa was speechless, didnt know what to think or feel about on what just happened, all she knew was that she was biten by what she knew to be a vampire, but not a vicious one, but somewhat romantic, scary yet romantic, she remembered the soft touch of his fingertips running along her body, the massaging of her breasts, his pale skin and white hair.

melissa couldnt sleep at all that night, all she could think of is what happened, and what else would happen if she kept on reading her books, she read plenty of vampire books, but was this one differnt she thought to herself. the one thing she was most concern of was the bite, she knew it was there and was feeling it, melissa didnt know if she was going to become a vampire or not, did he suck enough blood to make her become a vampire as well.

she got out of bed and walked out to her bookcase where her collection of vampire and romance books were stored, she knew in each vampire book she girl got bitten and turned to a vampire, melissa decided continue reading her books and wait for the vampire to come back, so she got her back to her bedroom, picked her book up and continued reading each page, waiting for him to come back, even if she fell asleep dreamt about it again, melissa didnt mind, she had to see him again, to feel his touch, hear his voice


Chapter 8


Melissa Did End Up Sleeping That Night, When She Woke Up, She Didnt Wanna Go Outside or be in any part of the sun light, just incase she did become one, so melissa got up and carefully closed all the curtains and windows, she went into the bathroom and turned the hot water on for a shower, she took off her silk robe and got in, wetting her body and hair down, the water running down her body so smooth, her nipples were still hard from the night as the water dripped from them

she turned the shower off and wiped herself dry and walked out to her bedroom and got dressed into her tight jeans and white top, she walked out to the lounge room to make herself some coffee, as she walked pass the bathroom door, Melissa looked at the mirror and noticed the writing saying "I See You Like To Read" it didnt bother her though, she had something else on her mind, the vampire

Melissa Was desperate to see him again, she didnt care how long it took to feel his touch again, she walked into the kitchen and turned the kettle on, melissa knew she had alot of reading to do and didnt want fall asleep, so she knew was going to need some coffee, keep her awake and ready, she checked her mobile to see if she had any messages while waiting for the kettle, "hey mel, par-tay at my house, you gotta come :-P, love tina" melissa wasnt really interested in a party, she was more focused on her book, "Nah sorry, i got work the next day, next wkend" she replied back, melissa leaned back on the cupboard, lookin at her book, thinking of what could happen tonight


Chapter 9


Hours had passed when she started to read the book, melissa had gone through mostly every chapter until the final chapter of the book, and no one appeared, cept for the mail man but he just slipped the mail into the slot then left, he was so weird, he didnt where the useal work clothes, he would go around in the brightest clothes he could buy, along with the weirdest wigs, i guess he was a lonely guy, oh well, thats his problem she thought.

it was getting close to midnight, she stopped reading the book for an hour so she could fantasize about the vampire, everytime melissa thought about him, her nipples would go hard. she cleaned up around the house for a bit and had dinner, then went to her bedroom and turned the lamp on, melissa got undressed and into her purple silk robe again but decided to have no bra or panties, she got her book and layed down in bed and continued to read the final chapter of the book, melissa was so turned on from the book, she started to twist her nipples softly while reading.

she had just about finished the book when she got a phone call, she rushed out to get it but it stopped ringing, so she walked back into bedroom and closed the door, she turned around and stood there frozen, the vampire had returned, melissa wasnt scared though, she was waiting for him to appear, she moved towards him slowly, melissa reached out to his hand and softly grabbed it while the other hand was on his chest, his steel blue eyes looked into her eyes, he slowly pulled towards the bed and laid her down softly


Chapter 10


he took of his vest and stood next to melissa, her hands moved her hands up rubbing his stomach and chest as he slowly unbuckled his belt, she sat up and took her robe off and threw it to the side of the room, melissa looked into his eyes and asked again "what is your name? " he breathed into and whispered to her " my name is Nachtfeuer" melissa asks him what does it mean, he replies "it means nightfire"

she laid there naked, her nipples were harder then ever and she was so horny, she pulled him down and kissed him passionatly, tounges slid in and out of each others mouth, rubbing each others chest smoothly, lips massaged and bodys rubbed, He slowly slid down her body kissing down her chest towards to stomach

But the women he enjoyed were far from feminine; he pursued women who worked in careers like construction, women who worked hard and often scoffed at his living, that of a high school literature teacher.

Even so, he struggled on. After labouring for many years, he decided that he needed a new sense of identity. At thirty-two, he knew that he had wasted too much time trying to get what he thought he wanted.

Sexually, Jesse found himself less and less turned on by the large breasted women that he sought out to fulfill his ever-growing needs. Willing to try anything, he sought out other less traditional fantasies- interracial, anal, transsexual, and the list went on. Finally, fearing that heterosexuality could be the barrier he was trying to break, he broke down and rented a gay porno with a twinge of shame.

He was rolling in it. He loved seeing the men lick each other and caress each other. He practically came (without manual stimulation) when one man shoved his very erect penis into the other man’s anus. He had never before been turned on like this.

He quickly shut off the tape and sat on his couch, wondering what he would do next. Something still didn’t feel right. He didn’t think he was gay. It just couldn’t be.

Glancing at the clock, he realized that he had been thinking for well over an hour and decided he would sleep on it. He quickly undressed, deciding that it was much too warm of a night to put on any clothes. As an afterthought before he shut out the light, he wondered if it would be any easier being a woman. No pressures of having to choose the right girl; after all, he would choose you. No more need for sexual domination, which he had always felt was more like a chore in bed.

He quickly dismissed these thoughts and turned out his lamp.

At around 2 a.m., he woke to a strange sensation. He realized that he could not move his arms or feet and struggled to see what was restraining him. Seeing nothing, he attempted to move his torso. His efforts were fruitless; he realized that he was utterly paralyzed and helpless. He thought to scream, but what he saw next made him speechless.

His vision became blurry at first. He had never needed glasses or contacts, but he was having difficulties even making out silhouettes. All of a sudden, his vision focused, and as he looked down at his body, this is the sight he saw:

His body was starting to change, like a liquid filling a new container. His torso started to quiver and sway vertically, and he noticed that his body was beginning to become narrower. He felt his spine snap sharply, and although he felt no pain, he felt his hips assume a different position altogether. His legs were now wider apart, and he began to feel a premonition of what was happening to him.

He saw his member, which in reality had been a decent seven inches, more than enough to please any women he had the chance to encounter sexually. Now, his organ was shrinking before his eyes, making the blood rush out of his face. It finally disappeared with a pop, but he felt it continue to shrink.

Meanwhile, his torso was assuming its shape, narrowing sharply at the stomach and waist. His greatest surprise was his chest ; it was now growing , and when it finally stopped, he realized what was happening.

He was transforming into a woman.

His adrenaline soared as he felt his insides changing; he could feel his testes growing into beautiful ovaries, and he imagined all of his male organs morphing as a caterpillar becomes a butterfly.

Finally, in the last throes of his transformation, he felt himself rising to orgasm. He felt what was his most intense pleasure to that day, and as he knew he was going to explode in an array of sweat and exhilaration, he felt his vocal chords twist, and he screamed.

As a woman.

He- she- knew that it was over. Jesse Ignatio was no more.

She lay in bed, her muscles still twitching from the mind-bending orgasm. She felt her muscles finally relax, and she lifted her arms, which were now free. She sat up and breathed in deeply.

She was here. This was what she was meant to be.

All the struggles as a man, all of the awkwardness- it was the way she was supposed to know what she was meant for.

She knew she could not wait any longer, but her new body restrained her again, and she fell asleep, dreaming of the ecstasies she would feel.

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Jesse- or Jessi, as she now thought of herself- woke to the sunrise shining in the Venetian blinds that she had always admired. She rose from her canopy bed, which had always been a laughing matter to the girls she had previously brought to the room, and strode to the kitchen. She then made herself a three-course breakfast, eagerly awaiting the day ahead.

She was grateful for the timing; her transformation had taken place in June, with classes having given out only for a few weeks. She would have plenty of time to explore herself before she would have to face her job, if she would ever be able to go back.

Jessi decided that the first thing would be to find some better attire, since all of her clothes were Jesse’s- she now thought of Jesse almost as a past existence. She put on the most gender neutral clothes she could find and went down to the department store. She found that she was a modest 36C cup size, which she was thrilled to find. She now fit into a size 4, and she was able to wear a women’s size 7 shoe. She purchased 5 outfits, as well as several pairs of panties and bras. She also visited a beauty salon, where she had a manicure and pedicure, as well as having her hair styled.

Having gone back to her house to try on the outfits, Jessi felt a pang of desire- she wanted to find out the other feelings she could experience in her body. Slipping her now manicured hand down her panties, she rubbed her index and middle fingers against her very erect clitoris and sighed deeply. She leaned back on her bed, spreading her legs wide and twisting her fingers around her clit and pussy. Practically dripping with her own natural lubrication, she inserted one, then two, and finally three fingers deep into her cunt, moaning deeper with every thrust. After only a few minutes, she bucked her torso forward and yelled out in squeals of pure pleasure.

Lying back on the bed, she decided that this was not enough. She wanted to be fucked, and she would not stop until she had accomplished it.

Her atomic clock on the wall read 6:59 p.m., and so she picked out her most sensual outfit, a black sheer dress with inch heels and a black leather purse to match. She hopped in her Jetta- also a object of ridicule as a man- and zoomed off to the night club downtown.

The night club, appropriately named House of the Ebony Sky, was a hotspot for singles who wanted to dance and sweat and get hot with other attractive singles. Jessi was fully aware of this, and she knew that if she was going to get fucked tonight, it would start here.

She opened the doors to the club, and she saw a few heads turn. Her Italian and Spanish roots were still evident, and she was now so drop-dead gorgeous that Jesse himself would have been shaking in his boots. In her sexy attire, she knew that guys were already getting hard-ons, trying to shake them off in front of their girlfriends or crushes.

Her eye had already spotted the one she would fuck tonight; a man stood at the bar, sipping a gin and tonic and scoping out tonight’s digs. Little did he know that tonight’s digs were already scoping him out.

Tony, a middle class paralegal, was a booming success; his firm was putting him through law school, which he was excelling in and hoping to reach the top of his class. His efforts won him many friends in his office, but his gregariousness stopped there. He was a dismal failure with women, although, like Jesse, he had a classic beauty that most women admired, even though he was romantically inept.

Jessi strutted across the floor, and strutting is no exaggeration of terms; she had practiced what she thought of as her "I want you" walk and was milking it for all it was worth. Tongues were wagging and she shook her stunning body over to the bar next to Tony.

"Hi, I’m Jessi. What’s a cute guy like you doing over here alone at the bar?"

"Waiting for the right girl to break through my shell, I guess, Jessi. By the way, I’m Tony."

"Whatever your name, I don’t care, because you’re the sexiest man in this club."

"My, aren’t we forward? But please, no more flattery; I can’t stand the praise."

"You are quite the modest one, Tony. Care to dance with a lonely young lady?"

He smiled at her and said, "Only because you asked so nicely."

The pair took to the floor and danced like two lovers, intertwined and melded together like two forged pieces of metal. The heat rose as the two took over the floor, pushing all others out of their way, finally building until the entire club was clapping and yelling.

Finally, Tony realized what a scene they were making and pulled Jessi to the side.

Over the din of the party resuming, he yelled at her ear, "Do you want to go back to my place so we could maybe get better acquainted?"

She nodded furiously and grabbed her purse, practically pushing him out the door. They hopped in his BMW and zoomed off to his apartment downtown.

They reached the door, and as he fumbled for his keys, Jessi rubbed her hand across his chest. She felt his heart beating a mile a minute, and she knew that he was hers. She was going to get her fuck.

Tony finally unlocked the door and pushed it open furiously. He flipped on the light switch, and she saw his apartment, which was surprisingly similar to hers. She felt immediately comfortable, and she prodded him to sit on his spacious leather couch.

After getting positioned close together on the couch, Jessi kissed Tony’s cheek and moaned quietly in his ear, "When’s the last time a woman ever rubbed you all over your body?" He nervously whispered, "N-never," and she replied, "Tsk, tsk, you’ve been mistreated far too long."

She unbuttoned the top button of his dress shirt- as an afterthought, she considered that Jesse owned a shirt like this- and massaged his chest gently. Tony exhaled deeply, and Jessi reached for his face with her other hand. She pulled him forcefully but gently to her waiting lips and kissed him deeply and passionately. He leaned into her kiss, finally sticking his warm tongue into her mouth, just as she had wanted him to do. He then reached over and grabbed her breast, kneading it and massaging it until he found her ever-sensitive nipple. Jessi squealed in delight, and as she threw her head back in ecstasy, he squeezed her tender aureole, sending sparks throughout her body.

While Tony was making his move on her, Jessi felt her desire building up. She didn’t know how much longer she would last before she threw herself on him.

Fortunately for her, it wasn’t long for Tony. He had been wanting to fuck her ever since she spoke a word to him. She was a gorgeous brunette, although her hair was so dark that it was practically black. Her figure was superb, and she was sexy as all hell; so what did she want with him? He didn’t even care to find out; he just wanted her now.

He broke the embrace abruptly, and in the most gallant way he could think of, he picked up Jessi into his arms and carried her swiftly to his bedroom. Jessi was amazed to see another sight- a four-post bed with canopy- but her thoughts quickly turned back to Tony. He had now unzipped the back of her sheer dress, and as she stood, the gown fell to the floor, exposing her large but still contained breasts, her delicate waist, and her gorgeous ivory legs.

Jessi then took to finishing unbuttoning Tony’s shirt and ripped it off him, revealing a chiseled chest and firm abs. Before she could lust much more, she bent down and thrust open his belt, then unzipped his pants, and finally pulled his trousers to the floor. The two were now down to underwear, and they resumed their embrace.

As they broke their kiss again, Tony grabbed the sides of Jessi’s face and asked, "Why are you doing this? You could have had anyone back there."

She met his stare and said, "You were the only one I wanted to make love to."

They kissed again passionately, with Tony fumbling to remove Jessi’s bra. After accomplishing his task, they simultaneously removed their last pieces of clothing, and now stripped down to the bare, they practically tackled each other to the bed and started caressing each other sensually.

After a few moments of discovering each other, Jessi pushed Tony onto the bed and said, "I want this to be more than just a fuck. I want to give you what you want."

She then took his erect penis- a humble seven inches- and shoved into her waiting mouth. He gasped in surprise, and she felt his cock surge with excitement. She sucked his phallus eagerly, licking and savoring the sweet taste of his rod. She sucked as hard as she could, feeling his hips thrust up into her tight little mouth. Finally, she felt what she had been so ready to enjoy; he started panting furiously and thrusting harder up into her. After a few seconds, she felt the sweet taste of his cum fill her mouth, and she sucked it all until he gasped and felt back on the bed. Having swallowed the better part of a cup of his semen, she started stroking his now withering penis until it resumed its hardness.

Feeling like she was ready to explode herself, Jessi repositioned herself until she felt his head rubbing against his clit. After waiting a few seconds in anticipation, she drove her pussy down on his rock hard cock, making sure not to let it all enter her. She knew that she would most likely still be a virgin after this transformation, and she wanted to make sure she enjoyed losing her virginity.

Tony, meanwhile, was about to die of pleasure. Jessi had planted herself on his cock, and she was riding gently up and down. He could feel the resistance of her hymen and almost couldn’t believe his luck- he was fucking a virgin! It was almost too good to be true.

Jessi felt the time come, and as she rode down on his cock, she drove down hard and felt her hymen rip inside of her. She screamed as she was swept with a wave of pain and pleasure mixed together, and as the wave passed, she drove down harder. She moaned and yelled, "Oh, Tony, I am so glad you have me first…oh, baby, fuck me hard, fuck me any way you want…"

Tony did his best to stay conscious as the beautiful vixen bucked on top of him. He didn’t want this fuck to end, but he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

Finally, as he felt himself rising to orgasm, he yelled out, "Do you want my cum, Jessi?"

She screamed back, "Oh, yes, baby, give it all to me! I want your hot cum shooting all the way up inside of me!"

They both moaned as they felt the final throes of the orgasm coming on. Finally, Tony squirmed and thrust intensely as Jessi felt gallons of Tony’s hot cum filling her sweet pussy.

Tony’s thrusts subsided, and Jessi pulled off of his cock with some reluctance. Her virgin blood was running on his sheets, and his cock was crimson with its glow.

Tony broke her stare by pulling her head to his and greeting her with an intense, powerful kiss. They both collapsed into a deep sleep.

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Jessi woke up the next morning and did her best to clean up the mess. She knew that the sheets would have to be replaced, and she almost considered asking Tony if she could have them as a memento, but she decided against it, thinking that her memory would be enough to sustain her passions for a while.

But, if they didn’t, she certainly had some place to turn.

I never had a girlfriend before, I was too shy even to speak up to a girl, many women teased me because of this, easily getting things from me, only by smiling or putting their hand on me for a second. Only this would make me happy, like finally a girl interested in me enough, but back to reality, I was just being used but I kept on saying to myself that this girl isn’t like the others, they all seem so nice at first…a shame I was wrong all this time. As for my friends, I knew they weren’t really my friends but since I was so good in electronics and I got sick gadgets from my parents, they would hang out with me but I was always left behind when women showed up, probably because I would make them look so bad. This, everyone, goes on for a few years, and I did get sued to it, especially at school, where I would be the computer room during lunch, fixing up computers or helping other with their project on computer. I was gifted for electronics and I thought that was the only gift I ever that, man was I wrong.

 

It all changed at an exhibition at a museum with the classroom with the sex educator, being in grade 10, it is said that it’s around that time for teenager to be having sex a lot, and well that wasn’t my case. Already on the way there, my friend started teasing me a bit about me never getting laid and I could find something there that would actually help in my case, I just smile, pretending I didn’t need that kind of stuff, and as usual I’m thinking the opposite. The teasing becomes almost unbearable when it’s the entire classroom that looks at me, some pointing also at the statue, commenting on how men in statue get it on a lot more often. At this moment, I felt like killing myself, hating for myself for being such loser.

 

Finally, we all get a break, and I start looking around the monuments, wondering what was their secrets, to me, it seems I knew there was something being all this, and for some reason I felt like something was calling me. I come across an artifact, really old, and that we were allowed to touch, some men are standing besides it, security I presume and I read the description: ONCE BELONG TO A GREAT MAN, IT SAID THAT HE GAVE TOTAL POWER OVER EVERYTHING. I found it kind of funny that something like a small ball with a red jewel would grant some guy anything he desires. When I touch it, I feel like something like a hand touch mine and I put down the artifact down really fast and look around me. Man is it embarrassing with everyone looking at me freaking out for no reason at all, and I just walk away really fast, in a corner and look at my still trembling, and now I’m hearing voice and when I look at the painting, the woman holding vase comes to life, she smiles back at me and ask me my name, I tell her my name and she says she is pleased to make my acquaintance. I ask her what she is, she giggles and answers that she’s a spirit and she was imprisoned in that orb for a while now by a cruel man who used her powers for his own goals. I smile thinking that history was change again and ask her what is she going to do now, she thinks for a few seconds and comes out of the painting, walks through people without any problem, like she is a ghost and in front of me, she puts her hand on my chest and moves her head closer, only to whisper to my ear that I’m much more special then I think and kisses me on lips surprised, I close my eyes and when I open my eyes, she had disappeared.

 

I wonder what she meant by special, maybe being a loser, and I get mad that even spirits make fun of me. When I pass by a woman, a pack of images appears in front of me, and it keeps going on until the guys find me, and I try to keep it cool, wondering if what is going is real. I could feel women’s emotions, hear their thoughts, and see what they were thinking. For me it was too much to be real and it starts again when a few girls come by also to meet up with us. As usual, one of these bitches had to say something funny about them, but this time, as she speaks, it seems like things looked clearer as I do a come back, saying that her thong shows up really nicely when bends over to pick up her book a bit before. Man did she turn red, so red, she couldn’t say anything back at me. I cross my arms as a sign of satisfied victory, people are looking at me, not believing I just this, and one of my friends asks me if I’m alright, I simply nod and start walking away, saying that I’m going to check on something, and sensing something coming out from another girl, I whisper to her ear to come to see me if she’s looking for a fuck friend, she freezes, probably wondering how I knew about this.

 

I walk and start listening on the hot girls’ thoughts, getting things more interesting, realizing that girls aren’t at all what they pretend to me. I felt like everything is going to get better for me from now on and stops in my tracks when I come across an interesting case, a older woman, where a black skirt going below her knees, a beige shirt with the top opened that let show her tits a bit, wears glasses, brown hair in a ponytail and walks with high heels. She can’t stop complaining that men don’t seem to check her out and she would go crazy if she didn’t get laid any time soon, it’s been a few months since she didn’t get anything, not since her divorce with her ex-husband, and she is starting to think about going back to him, not wanting to be left alone. Right now, she’s besides a painting of man, bowing down his hat to a woman, and I decide to try her out, feeling confident I will get something out of her. I act like I’m interested in the painting and start asking her questions about it, she seems to know her stuff, and its time now to get going.

 

I ask her what she thought about men being so rough towards women these days, unlike in this painting, she is surprised by my comment and she is thinking that I must be player trying to show off. I look at her and smile, she answers that it could be true, and I stop her with asking her if her boyfriend does it to her. She blushes and says she is single. I say then that I’m sorry for the guy for leaving her like this; a beauty like her will soon find a man. Her thoughts start to change, as she thinks I’m now a nice guy and it’s really a shame that I’m too young for her. I read her mind a bit more and continue my discussion with her telling many girls at my school don’t even realize how lucky they are to have so many men looking after them, just like in this painting. I look back at her and she’s looking away from me, and she’s thinking about the times she had with her ex, whishing another man would taker her in his arms. I ask her if she’s alright, she looks at me, blushing a lot, and I let her know that her cheeks are all red. She’s looking away from me, embarrassed and wondering why she is feeling that way, especially for a young boy like me, I could feel her interest in me grow by the seconds that passes by. I walk to her and move head closer to her and she turns her head, her face is really close to mind and asks me what I’m doing, I reply that I just wanted to know if she was alright, I feel hesitation in her mind. I then ask her if she wanted to meet for coffee, she couldn’t believe I would ask her out, she looks down, not knowing what to do. I take her hand and kiss it gently, I can feel she is lost in her thought, not able to do decide on what to do, I let go a little laugh and make the remark that I just did the same thing as in the painting. She giggles a bit and starts to feel more relaxed as she accepts to meet me again, writes down her number and her hours of work, letting me know she’s available as soon as she is done with her shift here. What follows is a kiss on the lips, something that surprises her and doesn’t fight it, in her mind, it felt like heavens, been so long since a guy would kiss her like I do. I let go of her, to think of it, it’s my first kiss too, I tell her it’s my first kiss I had with a woman as beautiful as her. She tells me she can’t wait for my call and I walk away from her, waving back at her at one point, walking around, thinking about what happened with the a little grin on my face, and join in the with class, which is about to leave the building. The same girl I talked back before, looks at me when I’m not looking, and turns her head the other way when I look at her, I know she likes to play these cat and mouse games, so I decide to keep an eye on her for the time being. In the bus, people are talking about what happened with the girl, and she gets teased a bit for behind talked back by a loser, I lay back on my seat and enjoying going in girls’ mind to find some dirty secrets they hide deep inside their minds.

 

Back at school, there is still another hour before students can leave the school, which is not a problem, only because I have something to do, I take my school bag and get going This has to do with two female students, who leave the big crowd, in direction of the empty classrooms upstairs, where they are supposed to meet with teachers. See, they both have a dirty secret: they aren’t geniuses, like it would show in grades, but rather desperate girls that are ready to do about anything to get perfect grades, simply because of their parents putting so much pressure on them. I keep a relative long distance between me and them and am discrete so they don’t see me following them. They stop in front of the classroom and the door opens, I hear 4 men’s voices coming form the room, and with luck, I take out my camera from my bag that I had with me, put my bag down, and get really close to the door. I read the girls’ minds and when I realized they are getting fucked by the teachers, I verify that my flash is off and peek in the room, making sure I have good shots and start taking pictures. One is enjoying this, feeling like she is in heaven, but not her friend, on the contrary, she’s asking god to forgive her for what she does for doing this, but she doesn’t seem to find another solution in getting good grades and she knows she can’t escape this situation she put herself into. From what I could get out of them, it’s been going on for 2 years now, from one teacher to now four of them. When I see I got enough, even thought they are still at it, I check the pictures I got and smile, they were perfect and I would be sure to blackmail them tonight. I put my camera back in my bag and walk away quietly with a huge smile on my face.

 

I go straight to my next target, a woman that has always looked at me down with contempt, the school president. Yes, I felt like with this power of mind that I just discovered, it was time for me to get in gear and show these bitches it never pays to piss me off for so long. I know that she is the office right now, working with other students, and actually I’m supposed to bring her 2 laptops fixed. I take them out of my locker and walk with them to the office, I knock at the door, and a man opens up the door and says I can come in. Inside, he closes the behind me and I go install the laptops back and reinstall all the software they need to work with, only a better for me to keep an eye on her the chief and wait for her to start using her vibrator. Coincidently, I finish up when she takes out her toy discreetly from her bag and slides it under her short skirt, now I know why she only wears these. I walk to her desk and tell her I’m done with the laptop, she looks away from me, not wanting to show she’s blushing right now, and when I ask her what is that smell, she freeze, her vibrator making her wet already and asks me what I’m talking about and when I move around her desk, getting closer to her, she gets even more scared that I may find out her secret and asks me to move back. When I read her thoughts, she wouldn’t be to hold back after a while, so I just stand there and ask her if there is anything else she needs help with, she simply shakes her head, unable to speak up anymore and lets out a moan. She knows I heard it and keep on looking down on her desk, I whisper to her that I know that she’s has a vibrator on and it would fun to let others know about her secret. She begs me not to and is ready to do whatever it takes so I won’t tell anyone; I nod and say that I will contact her later when I will need a favor from her. As we are speaking, she doesn’t see me pull out my camera and taking pictures under her desk, proof her affair, she only realizes what I’ve done when I show her the pictures I’ve taken, showing the toy inside her cunt. She starts to freak out because people may want to see them by the way I showing off the camera around. I put the camera back in my pocket and walk away, with a smile on my face; she was asking herself too how I found out that she was doing this.

 

As I’m walking down to hallway, I’m thinking about all the chaos I can cause here and all the women I could have to myself. Thinking about how my friends would be begging me in the future to help them to get any woman just made me feel like a real man. Time is finally up when I plan my next move, this time it wouldn’t be with a girl from my school, but I wanted to play more with that woman from the museum and as I dial her number, my friend surprises me from behind, I got time to hide the paper and close my cell. I act cool and ask him what did he want from and he says that he needs me to do something for him back home, he wanted to get access to some other girl’s cam without her noticing and he knows he can count on me to help him out. I shake my head and tell him I don’t feel like it, he smiles promising he will present me to this hot chick, Briana that had a crush on for so long now. I shake my head saying I’m over her and I had other plans for tonight, which would be working early on the project. He laughs a bit at me, saying I should try to be less serious and have more fun, like he does. I walk away, smiling back at him, thinking I’m going to get the last laugh.

 

 open my phone and dial the woman’s number, she picks up at third tone and jokes saying that she was wondering if I was going to call her, I ask her if she wants to go out tonight, she answers yes the next second and asks me where are going to go, the movies I say. We plan the time and decide she would pick me up at home since she has the car. I hang up because I know I’m going to busy before this….time for vengeance had started and leave school, going straight for home.

Sandra was next at 20, and slightly less attractive, Red Auburn hair accented with dark green eyes, freckles everywhere and I do mean everywhere.  She was 5’5” 150 pounds and her body style was pudgy, what else do call a figure of 36C-30-36.  She was sweet and kind and gentle to be around and that is probably why she decided not to go to college, she cared more about being nice than being boss.

Dana and I were twins, seniors in school and identical except for our nipples.  5’2” 110 pounds, both Blonde, both blue eyes, both with the same figure, 34-24-34.  She had pointy erect nipples half an inch outward and two inches around, I was the opposite, my nipple stood out erect almost two inches like small fingers and were slender.  Our other sisters called us the knob and the stalk.

Then came our baby brother Tyler, 5’3” 90 pounds and all boy, and then some.  He was a healthy good looking blonde headed kid.  We never really paid him much attention until one night when our parents were stranded in town some thirty miles away and a blizzard struck us from out of the blue.  The weather reports that day were for a chance of flurries no big deal right, well before sundown the tally was ten inches and by eight when our parents called before the phone and power went out they had 15 inches on the road and were expecting a foot or more.  We were okay and so were they, we had food and firewood loads of it as my dad wad a nutcase about being prepared.  Plenty of water and candles and the basement had a full size fireplace with old cooking utensils made for it, so we knew we could survive a month alone if we had too. 

Tiffany made fires in the upstairs and downstairs and put candles out in the holders all along the halls and the top and bottom of the staircase.  Sandra went down to the kitchen and took out all the fresh food and placed it in bags and then set it out on the back screened in porch.  It was colder than the frig and the stuff from the freezer she put in garbage bags and marked it and then stuck it off the back deck right into the snow to keep it frozen.  Dana and I got the big kettle downstairs and carried it to the basement and filled it with water and then placed it on the fire to warm it up.  Then we got all the blankets we could from the storage room upstairs and took them into Tiffany’s room so we could all have one each.

Tyler was no help to us at all; he was acting like he was frightened out of his mind.  It was just to get attention from his idol, Tiffany.  So we let him follow her around like a puppy while we fixed up the place.  The doors were locked up tight as were the windows.  We pulled out flashlights and batteries in case we needed them and then set up oil laps in each room and got them started as well.  Though it looked like a home from the 1700’s until this night we really never understood it. 

By nine that first night the power, land line phones and cell phones were all off the air and the satellite dish was useless.  The only hot water was what we heated downstairs in the main fireplace or in the basement in the big fireplace.    So we huddled in Tiffany’s room to stay warm and fed the fire logs as we began to chat and talk.

About eleven thirty we started to hear sounds from the first floor like someone walking around.  Sandra wasn’t ever afraid of anything and pounced out of bed and out the door and down the stairs before any of us could get her to stop.  That’s when they started on us.

Sandra had made the main sitting room entrance by the time Dana and I tip toed to the top of the stairs, Tiffany had Tyler around her neck so she couldn’t do much except to try and pry him off.  As we spied down the dark spooky staircase to the faint flickering candle at the base we heard Sandra call out, “Seems odd that the door is….Oh my god….Oh my god…No! No! No!  What the hell!”

We flew down the steps after her and as we did, a rushing wave of cold air blasted over us.  It seemed to flash past us and up the stairs like a whisk of fog ice cold to the body and soul.  I stumbled dragging Dana to the floor with me as we saw the flashlight Dana had been carrying roll out of the entrance to the room.  We were trembling as we crawled ever so slowly closer, and then we heard her gasping and moaning loudly.

She was locked in some sort of conflict and we were so afraid we couldn’t be of much help as we heard her exclaim, “Please stop…please…I am begging you no…Please stop…No…No…Help me…Help me…Help me…please make it stop before…before.. Before I…oh my god… No…No…”

I reach out took the flashlight and shinned it into the room.  As we crept in we saw the shadow of our sister with her arms spread wide apart as were her legs.  It came from the fireplace in the room as we knew she must be near it, so we crept to the door and peered in.  The instant we looked at her they saw us.  She was being tortured and tormented by some fog like vapor, a wisp of a being as it played with her now completely bare body.  Her breasts were being twisted and tweaked and tortured and as I looked at them it seemed to the world as if someone or something was gnawing on them.  Her rather large butt was flexing and dents were showing up and fading in her cheeks and thighs and the way her head was tilted back and the moan she made were chilling, but as we watched, we were frozen unable to speak or move only observe.

Her voice cracked as she called out, “Who are you…what do… what …What do you want...What…Why…are…you doing…this…to…me!”  The last word was screamed in a loud shuttering way followed closely by, “Oh my God I am going to cum…cum…hell yeah…oh yeah…fuck me…oh fuck me… fuck me you bastards…oh yes more... more… more…fuck me more.. Fuck me… fuck me!”

Dana was shaking like a leaf as she slid a hand around me and tried to pull me back, but it was too late.  The vapors swirling around our sister had found us, and as they approached us she was dropped onto the floor with a thud and a loud clamoring cry of pleasure came from her, “Oh don’t stop I need more of you.”

The wisp swooped next to Dana and as we were lifted by the hair of our heads our pajamas were ripped into shreds before our eyes.  We were hurled forward over the floor and about a foot off it to the fireplace.  My arms could feel hands gripping tightly on my wrist and my ankles as well.  I twisted in resistance as did Dana until the attackers began to twist and taunt my nipples outward and harshly.  I heard Dana cry out, “No leave us alone.”  Then I screamed for help but instead, Sandra stood up and slapped our faces and demanded, “Shut up you bitches, you will learn to do as we command of you.  Your stinking little bodies are now ours to play with and you will be quiet.”

With that she grabbed both of us at the crotch and began to squeeze and tug on our pussies.  When her fingers went up inside us, I gasped and Dana did as well and we tried to beg her to stop, but she only smiled and laughed evilly at us and continued on with her torture.  I could feel hands and mouths on tits at the same time and when I looked at Dana she cried out, “Donna they are fucking me.  I can’t make them stop.  I can’t make them stop.”

I knew exactly what she meant as they were fucking me in my asshole and with my older sisters hand now up to the wrist in my pussy they were also doing me the same way.  Sandra delighted in it as I think they were pleasing her at the same time.  As the pressures in my body built up I soon lost control and fear of what was going on in favor of the orgasm that was all but fully exploding as I shouted out, “Oh please don’t stop.”

Dana echoed my plea and added, “Oh take me and fuck me again and again.  Sandra kiss me you fucking fat slut and let me finally feel your sweet pussy on my mouth.”

That was a reference to a few months back before we moved.  Sandra had gotten drunk at a party one night and came home horny.  Mom was trying to calm her down and sober her up in the bathroom when Dana walked in on them.  Mom asked her to stay with her while she went to get some medicine from her bathroom.  As soon as she left Sandra took hold of Dana by her crotch begging to eat her and with no warning she yanked her into floor and ripped off her panties.  Mom got back in time to stop her from doing it but the thing is Dana wanted it.  I knew she was more sexually active than I.  I had caught her playing with herself many times at night and few times she had played with my body.  Tiffany always said my nipples were large because Dana sucked them every night while I slept, and it could be true, I really didn’t know then.

We were held up through a most fulfilling and erotic orgasm, my truly first fully depleting experience.  Dana and I were dropped onto the ground afterwards and as we were Sandra took control of us and pushed Dana on the floor on her back and me beside her.  She flipped our legs up and back and demanded we hold them there and without questioning her and if we were under a spell, we obeyed.  As she ate Dana, I looked over and saw how much she truly liked it.  I saw her pouting lips as she nibbled on the bottom one and her eyes flickering and fluttering and I wanted to taste her mouth so I looked into her eyes and begged, “Kiss me darling.”

We kissed deeply from the start and as our legs seem to hold themselves up and back our hands started fondling each others tits and nipples and soon we were lost in the lust of sex.  Dana was being eaten and I was wanting to be and when Sandra moved to devour my pussy I came streams and gushes of juices into on and all over her mouth and face.  All the while Dana was sucking on my tongue and then my nipples.

When Sandra devoured me fully she then rose and placed her wet soaked pussy onto my mouth and taking Dana by the head sent her mouth to my wet spot to eat me.  The three of us went wild and When it came my turn to eat Dana, she cried out in pleasure like never before I sucked her juices fully from her and then made her wild in a frenzy of lust.

Suddenly the fire went out and we were all alone in the dark.  Sandra and I struggled to end our devouring of Dana but it was hard to quit.  When we did Sandra found her flashlight and we relit the fire.  We heard the chimes of the grandfather clock strike three and realized we had been locked into this act for hours.  Naked and sexually hot as fire we waltzed out and up the stairs.  We went to Tiffany’s bedroom to find our little brother naked with Tiffany tied with rope over the cedar hope chest at the foot of her bed.  Her pussy drenched in cum was inviting us all to eat, and we each took turns on it.  We didn’t know then she was the only one who had resisted their possession of us.  She was begging for us to stop as Tyler moved to fill her mouth with his six inch cock.  He face fucked her when we ate her ass and pussy in a trio effect until he came in her mouth fully twice more. 

It was almost six by the time the four of us finished working her over, and as the faint light of sunrise peeked between the still falling snow flakes, we became very tired.  Tiffany was still tied over the chest as the three of us huddle din the bed and snoozed.  Tyler crawled into a blanket by the fire and fell fast asleep as poor naked abused Tiffany lay helpless tied to the chest naked and cold. 

The afternoon was almost over when I awoke to find my baby brother fondling my nipples and telling me, “You will be my bitch like the others.  These pointed tits beg to be sucked, if you swear to be my slave I will make them so happy.”

It was weird I could see his face but I could also see someone else as well.  It was like a faint image of another young man in some sort of melding.  Tiffany had been freed from her bondage and was trying to get Dana and Sandra to listen to her as I asked Tyler, “Who is that inside you?”

He slapped my face and growled angrily at me as he said, “Now you have made me as mad as they, all four of you bitches will pay.”

He pranced out of the room and slammed the door behind him.  I sat up and looked at Sandra who was bruised and covered in bite marks on her body.  Dana was as well and she had some really odd blue marks on her butt.  Tiffany was trying to dress them in warm clothes as she told us, “I know what’s going on here.  I found out about the truth a few days ago and I tried to keep it from you, but you have to know now.”

We huddled on the floor next to fireplace as I saw the same marks all over my body.  Sandra rapped a warm blanket over my naked body and as Dana slid beside me, from under it her hand crept to rest on my inner thighs and gently stroke along my outer pussy lips.

Sandra moved beside me and started slip a finger inside her own pussy as Tiffany started to tell us what was happening. “Two hundred years ago a family like ours built this house.  The father and mother were killed by an Indian raid and the children were tortured to death by the Indians.  All except the youngest boy, he escaped and lived in the cellar for almost ten years alone.  He made a pact with a demon according to the townspeople and then he began to raid the farms and take young women as prisoners.  When they finally caught him, he had nine or ten naked young girls chained, bound and beaten in the cavern below the basement.  He was hanged for what he did in the front yard in the big oak tree.  Then after that anytime anyone moves in here they start to have problems and over the last hundred years no one has lived in this house longer than one full year without going insane, being murdered or doing worse to someone else.  Now you know why the kids at your school treat you so weird.  They’re afraid of us and this house.  If we don’t get out of here soon, we may never live to regret it.”

“Well why don’t we walk out of here now,” I exclaimed as Dana toyed a little more with my pussy lips.

“There is about 30 inches of reasons outside,” Tiffany said referring to the snow.  Then she added, “Last night the spirit of the boy took Tyler over, and then the girls took you three over.  You have to resist it.  You can now that you know the truth; it was the ignorance that let them have a foothold on you.  You have to fight the urges they are filling you with.  They’re not real it’s not real and it’s not right.”

I was sitting there listening as Dana got her finger inside my pussy and slid it in and out briskly.  I knew Sandra appreciated what she was doing and as I started to enjoy it, Tiffany pushed Dana away and pulled Sandra the opposite way and snapped out, “You have to stop that.  You can’t let them control you or we are lost.”

Now I admit I heard what she said, and I knew I should have followed her advice but when Tiffany moved close enough to me and urge to kiss her flew over me and I pounced on her and started to force my tongue in her mouth deeply.  She was pushing me backwards as Dana grabbed her arm and right boob and started to suck it and hold her back, Sandra took the left side and we soon had her on her back being assaulted by the tree of us.  I found my pussy needed her mouth and I slammed it on her, at first nothing happened other than I ground it up and down on her lips and nose until I felt a flickering and then a swirling and suddenly she was devouring me and I enjoyed it fully.  The sudden converting of Tiffany was unexpected and as I felt her lips and mouth suck my juices out.  I forgot all she said, as did we all.  When Tyler walked into the room naked and hard and up to my face, he snapped out, “Okay bitch are you mine or do I have to beat you some more?”

I begged him like a dog, “Please beat me, beat me, fuck me, and fuck me like a dog.  Make me your slave and fuck me all the time.”

He pulled me off Tiffany as he did Dana assumed my position on her face as Sandra moved between her legs.  Tyler led me to the hall and then down to the basement and when we had finally come to the right place he pushed on a block and the wall opened to reveal a passage way under the house.  I was led through the narrow wet rock walls to a small open area and then chained over a flat boulder by him, where he began to fuck me in the ass like a dog.  He came in me rather quickly and then without warning brought it to my mouth to clean for him. I did as he wanted and when I finished cleaning it up he went back around behind me and did my pussy twice in a row.  Then I was alone and cold in the darkness still bound and horny.  I found myself crying out for attention and for sex.  I was begging to be taken by anything or anyone there.  After a very long time alone I feel asleep.  I have no ideal how long I was there like that, I awoke to find myself bound but no longer over the cold stone but on the semi cool dirt floor and I was spread wide and by the way I as unable to move I think bound to the floor.  I was like that for what seemed like forever. 

Finally from the darkness came a flickering candle held by Dana and as she approached me I began to beg her to release me.  She did and when I was free we hugged tightly and I began to devour her all over.  I had kissed, bitten and nibbled on her body and finally drug her to the floor and ate her pussy until she filled me completely.  Then I offered my own and she accepted.  We went on like this for hours.  Then she led me up the passage way and into the basement.   The candle she had was all but spent and as she replaced it with an old lantern we went upstairs.  It was dark and we came to the bedroom door of my sister’s room.  When it opened I expected to see the others there but we were alone.  Dana and I sat down by the fire and warmed ourselves as she filled me on what had happened.  “Tyler went crazy and tried to kill Tiffany.   Sandra and I had to tie him up and lock him in the closet downstairs.  Tiffany and Sandra were scared they stayed down there at the door all last night guarding it.  Along about daybreak I awoke to find them beaten bound and tied to the wall.  They had been abused like never before by someone else.  Tyler is still in the closet locked safely away.  This morning when I finished doctoring them, I managed to get my cell phone to work and I called mom and dad and told them what was going on.  They are going to get us by morning.  We will finally get out of here.”
”Where are they now?” I asked.

“Tyler is in the closet, cold and lonely but safely tucked away.  Tiffany and Sandra are resting in the bedroom downstairs by the kitchen.”  Dana said as she slid beside me and snuggled me tightly like a teddy bear.

“How did you know where I was?” I asked as I placed my head on her shoulder.

“Hey we’re twins remember.  I used my instincts to find you,” Dana said as she kissed my cheek, and then with a cool little nibble on my ear lobe she said, “Now before they get here it’s confession time.”

I looked at her and smiled and said, “What’s that?”

“Okay then I will go first chicken little,” she sniped out at me.  Then with a long pause she said, “You know before any of this happened, I have to tell you I had already played around with you at night while you slept.  It’s true, the ghost may have been able to get you to relax enough to enjoy it, but I was always wanting it and you.”

I looked up and asked her, “Did you really suck on my nipples to make them this big?  IS that why Tiffany always scolded you about them?”

Dana smiled and replied, “Well, Donna you are a sound sleeper, we all knew you were.  We all knew so much so that we helped it along with sleeping pills.  That’s why you never knew how much we all wanted you.”

“You keep saying we, Dana, what do you mean we, I thought you were the one who was doing it,” I asked.

“No not just me, but Tyler and me have been sucking and playing with your nipple since he was weaned off mom.  I trained him how to suck you in your sleep and fuck you as well.”  She said smiling at me as her hands came inside my blanket and played along my chest and lower breast.  Her hand slid down my body and a finger tickled my clit as we kissed and then she said, “If you could have seen him fucking your pussy a month ago while I sucked your tits what would you have done?”

I was so horny anyway from the past few days, so I let the truth out, “I would have gladly let you both take me.”

Smiling broadly at me she whispered into my ear as her finger entered inside my clit, “Wonderful, I will hold you to your word.  The next time I will make sure you are awake.”

With that we made love until the wee hours of the morning.  When the sunrise hit the snow had begun to melt by ten the next day our dad showed in a snow plow and took us all away from the house.  He thought it was all over with.  So did the others.  Everyone except Dana and I and maybe Tyler.  We had other ideals.

One night while laying in Mom's old bed, I was going about my usual routine of wearing 10 of her silken briefs and 5 of her halfslips. Jerking my cock and concentrating on my Mom wishing I had gotten up the nerve to tell her mow much I wanted her before she passed away. I wanted to get the courage someday to just be waiting for her in her bed with her silky underwear on so she could see me when she walked through the door. I wanted to feel and watch her hand move slowly up and down my cock shaft, stroking me with her silky underwear. I was getting close to cumming when I heard the floor creek. In the full moonlit room I looked around and saw nothing, just the old house settling. I figured since I was interrupted I would add a few more layers of Mom's silk to my cock so I reached down to the part of the bed where I left a huge pile of her clothing and there was nothing to be found. I lifted my head up and looked around and still nothing.

Maybe I knocked them off the bed and onto the floor and maybe that is what the noise was that startled me. Still hard and horny I laid my head back, eyes closed and continued rubbing my throbbing cock feeling whatever happened to the pile of silky underwear could wait until after I exploded my cum into Mom's panties and slips. Again the floor creaked and this time it was louder, the hair on the back of my neck stood up and the room felt a bit colder. My cock was starting to go limp when all of a sudden I felt the nylon silky material start to move on its own. I was amazed and shocked and should have run out of the room and out of the house but the feeling was so heavenly. In the moonlight I watched in awe as the material moved on its own up and down my cock stroking my cock back to full hardness. I was dreaming, there is no way this is happening. I had to see what was going on. I jumped out of bed to turn on the lights and the sensation on my cock stopped. I ran to the light switch and turned it on.

There on the floor was the pile of lingerie but it had not been knocked of the bed. When I put it on the bed it was a mess and in a pile and yet there it was on the floor neatly folded and stacked. Dressed in panties and slips still I looked around the room and said aloud, "alright, who the heck is in this room?" With that my cock stood straight out, the slips lifted up and the panties pulled down on their own. I looked down to see the skin being stretched and rubbed by invisible fingers, you could see the indentation of the grip of a small hand on my cock as it expertly pulled and jerked my cock. In shock but also in lust I just stood there getting a handjob from a ghost. I had to know if I could interact. If you can hear me stop stroking my cock. The sensation stopped but I could still feel a hand holding my cock straight out from my body. I looked down to see my huge throbbing cock begging me not to stop.

The soft pink panties on the floor so neatly folded, I had to try. "If you hear me, pick up the pink panties and run the material up and down my cock." I saw my cock droop towards the floor, I had been released, did I blow it, was this great night over? All of a sudden I saw the panties raise magically off the floor and float towards me, they were being held as if a woman were debating if they were the right size. I reached down and held my cock straight out, then I was pulled away from my cock by another set of hands. Shit, I had more than one spirit in my room. I felt the warmth of a body with soft supple breasts behind me as she reached around and held my cock straight out. I looked in the mirror to see my cock being stroked and my balls being gently rubbed. The slips and panties I was wearing were pulled up and to the side revealing my now erect and bare cock. Then I almost came when the floating panties found there way over to my cock and were draped over my swollen shaft. I watched the material stroke up and down my cock all the while feeling the gentle stroke of a hands on my shaft and balls. This was so fucking great, I had some sort of sex maniac ghosts right here with me in my house.

They were so gentle and pleasing yet I could not figure out why they were here. I had to see them, I told them both to stop and ordered them to go put on a white fullslip each. They left the pink panty draped over my cock and made their way to the pile of lingerie. I watched as the layers were rummaged through until the two fullslips were found. One by one I watched as they mysteriously raised in the air on there own and slowly slid down the feminine bodies. They both had great breasts and I could tell one was older than the other. Her boobs were larger but they drooped a bit more. I could swear I had seen those silhouettes before, but where? Now that I could see them, well I could see empty form filled slips floating about, I could now watch them service me. Since you ladies have such full breasts and I do love silky material against my cock, I want you both to slide those beautiful breasts up and down my shaft. They both stood there in front of me waiting for my decision as to what position I wanted them on. I layed on the bed, my cock sticking straight up on its own and told them to press there boobs together nipple to nipple so a little hole was formed in between the four of them, then I wanted to watch as they slid their silk covered tits up and down my cock shaft. As I lay there, they floated over to me and got into my prescribed position and started stroking my cock as ordered, this felt so good! Four big tits and lots of silk masturbating my cock, better than any dream I could have ever had. I thought, wait a minute, they are ghosts, I am not limited to the basic laws of physics.

I want you both to sit atop me with your backs to one another and my cock in between your butt cracks but only after you each put on panties and 2 more half slips under your fullslip. I needed to feel the layers of silk, this is the best way I like them when stroking my cock. I watched as they floated over and slid on panties and 2 slips a piece. Covered in layers of slips they were now on top of my cock moving up and down my cock shaft stroking me off with Mom's slips. I want you to spin slowly around now and caress my cock with the silky material, I watched as they both put their legs out and started to slowly rotate around my cock encircling my dick with the cracks of their asses and silky soft nylon. As they slowly twirled around they also moved up and down, I was getting the masturbation of a lifetime. I mean, I love Mom's slips but what better way to use them than to have two females, or even female ghosts, wearing them and masturbating me with them. I was feeling dirty and my "close to cumming sensations" were driving me wild, I let out the words, Mom if you could only be here to see me using your silky underwear to make me cum and to see how it is being done. I wished I could have fucked you when you were still alive, I want to cum on your face Mom! I want to fuck your tits and soak your whole body in cum! I was in ecstasy! I watched my cock being serviced and still there was no audible sounds from my two guests. I had to know who they were, I know that I can see their figures because of the clothing and if I gave them enough cum for two great facials I could see the outline of their faces with my cum.

Ladies, when I cum I want you each to take my sperm load on your faces, with that and knowing I was close to cumming they stopped and floated to my cock, I knew their faces were right next to my swollen cock head, I felt warm breaths on my cock and I was going to cum soon. Without asking I watched as they each took turns sucking my cock deep into their throats, I could see the deformed shape of my dick as it was forced into their throats, this was the best blowjob ever! Moving in and out of an invisible throat is something too hard to describe, you can feel the silky warm wetness of tongues, mouths and throats but you can see your cock in the air moving about on its own. One started rubbing gently on my balls and the other was sucking and stroking hard and I was going to shoot the load of the century! All of a sudden my body raised off the bed, I had no weight. I then turned over, my cock facing the bed and my back to the ceiling. My cock was still being sucked and stroked and I couldn't hold back any longer.

I knew their faces were there and eager to get spermed so I just let it go. I shot the first big cum gush on the younger of the two then the second on the older ghost. It wouldn't stop, it was as if they were inside my cock stroking the very nerves that send you off into a great orgasm. My cock moved by itself back to the younger then to the left to the older. All while feeling the sensation of being sucked off by the most expert mouths off all time, I couldn't stop squirting my cum. Twelve pairs of panties flew up off the floor and started running all over my body while I came, then the slips, my whole body was being stroked with silk. Mouths on my cock, nylon silk all over my body, I was gushing so much cum. I looked down to see the cum pooling up in their eyes and over their lips, they were smiling, I lost count of my cumshots when they were over 20 hard strong squirts, an orgasm to end all orgasms. After what seemed like a heavenly eternity the cumming ended, there must have been over a pint of cum that shot out of my cock. Then a sight I will never forget, like starving maniacs they each went crazy with my cum, I could see the cum smearing all over their faces and soon even the hands of my visitors became visible with the shapes outlined by my cum all over them. I watched as four hands smeared cum everywhere, over their hands, tits and faces. As I looked at their faces a strange sensation came over me.

I was gob smacked, I couldn't believe what I saw. The younger one, could it be? I looked at her and she looked back, Mom? And wait, is that Grandma? My Mother and Grandmother were servicing my cock in a way that was not of this world. Mom, Nana, why? They looked at me and just smiled. You cannot speak with me? They nodded NO but I could feel them, Oh God I could feel them. That was so fucking great, you both made my cock feel so good. I am sorry about your underwear Mom, I have always jacked off in it. She smiled and moved towards me, she leaned to kiss me on the cheek then reached down and gave my cock a little squeeze. Nana came over next and pushed her breasts together and gave my cock a tittyfuck squeeze too. I was so drained and tired but I didn't want it to end. Will I see you both again, they smiled and nodded YES. I guess I was tired and passed out right then and there.

I awoke the next morning feeling as though I had just experienced the dream of a lifetime. I looked around the room and it looked as it always did. The room smelled of cum, had lingerie everywhere, and cum had soaked most of the lingerie except it sure did look as if a lot of cum had been shot. No, it was just a dream, I said a loud. My Mom and Grandma had passed away and all that drove that dream last night was my urge to have always wanted to fuck them. Somehow, thinking about the dream made my cock hard. I sat at the edge of the bed and slid on 4 halfslips and one fullslip and started stroking my cock. My cock was tenting the slips and sticking straight up, I said a loud, OK Mom, you know what to do from here, laughing inside at the thought that the dream had actually happened.

I looked closely at my silk covered cock and nothing, then it started to move on its own. My God the slip was alive again, it wasn't a dream. I can have my Mom and Grandma anytime I want! Do it Mom, stroke me off quickly in your silky slips before I go to work. I heard the squeaking of the material as it rubbed against itself. I had to see this in the daylight in the mirror. I walked to the dresser mirror and the stroking never stopped. I looked in the mirror with a naughty grin watching my cock being masturbated in Mom's underwear. Stroke it Mom you hardcore slut, the pace quickened. Faster Mom faster! It was supernatural she was stroking me so quick it was a blur of friction. I let out a scream and shot my wad right through the slips. I watched as the cum was forced under pressure through the material and as it pooled at the surface I knew Mom was licking away at the cum. I could see the cum moving in a way around my cockhead through the slips as only a tongue could do. It subsided but I still got off 11 good squirts. Mom, I want to fuck you tonight, I will call for you when I get home from work OK. I felt a gentle kiss on my cheek then the presence was gone from the room.

Good God I cannot wait for tonight!

 

I spent the summer doing chores alone.  There was no baby sitter no need for one, by the time I reach thirteen, I could cook, clean, sew, wash clothes, do the yard work and tend our small garden.  I was sort of trusted and left alone, and that is when things happened.

 

I was small for my age, only 5’ tall and less than 90 pounds, a hairless body cursed by mom’s side of the family and small cock.  My short blonde hair was home cut and styled by mom, and my eyes of blue came from here as well.  My horny nature also came from her, but to her credit she never showed it to me without booze first.

 

Several times early that spring she had stripped herself late in the evening and sat playing with her 40D jugs while she thought I was asleep.  I would peek out from the bedroom door and watch her fondle herself in the rocking chair.  A few times when she got really drunk, usually on Saturday nights, she wound up in bed with me.  Her naked body lay holing me from behind and once she even fondled me while I pretended to sleep.  She would wake up the next morning with a headache and always asking if she did something wrong.  If not for my ability to bend the truth she would have felt worse.

 

Then one sunny morning after I had completely finished all my chores, I decided to go hiking in the woods.  I was barefoot and shirtless; wearing only an old purple pair of my mom’s funny looking shorts she had given me.  She didn’t believe in wasting anything and since they could fit me, she made me wear them.  I really didn’t mind it back then, as I could care less about clothes, most of the time when I was alone like this I was naked anyway.

 

That particular sunny morning as my small tanned body skipped along the wooded trail, I by accident came upon a new pathway.  I was trampling along when I stumbled over a tree root and slid forward at an angle that showed me a trail down below the ridge I was on.  I had never been on it and thought I should explore it.  I mean I our house sat almost two miles from anyone, and the closest person to being my age or younger than sixty was five miles further.  Most people said that no one but rabbits lived near us.  So I made my way down the trail and followed it until I reach a small brook.  It was more than half a mile from our house when I felt a cool breeze.  This was odd since in early June the temperature is always above eighty.  I followed the coolness and it was like a stream of air above the water and it led me to an opening like a miniature waterfall or small cavern.  So I peered in and saw little to frighten me and I hoisted myself up on the slabs on rocks under it and wiggled my way inside to find it was hiding a massive dwelling.

 

I was almost silly enough back then to think that this was a natural thing.  That is until I found steps leading up and followed them slowly.  They were stone carved at first.  Cold wet and almost pitch black as the further I went up the dimmer the light of the opening became.

 

I found sort of a flat perch that was big enough for me to fit on completely and stood up and looked down and around.  I had counted twenty-eight steps up that was pretty tall for me, the almost faint white opening yielded little help in revealing the size of the place as I could still not make the ceiling or top out, nor could I see where the stairs led me.

 

As I fumbled around looking, I started to get horny as was my custom on any given day.  I felt like yanking my pants down, but I wanted to be sure I was safe first, yet there was something oddly drawing me to do it without being sure and suddenly I found myself strip the purple pants off and throw them up in the air and watch them as they fell almost down to the opening.  My cock was small but all four inches were hard as steel.  My nipples were so tender and sensitive and I think it was suppose to be that when I felt of my body I got so horny that I wanted to jerk off.  I fell back on the cold wet smooth stones and began to stroke my cock and caress my nipples.  When I felt my own desires building quickly I had the wildest desire to cry out for someone to take me. 

 

In a shuttering voice tipped with sexual tones I screamed out, “Can anyone help me?  Can anyone help me cum?”  The sound of my voice echoed and as it did I felt myself release and to my true surprise I had a desire to taste it all.  I jacked it off on my belly and then used my fingers to scoop it to my mouth and as I tasted my salty cream I liked it.  I liked it so much so that the brawny taste of it was more of an attractant than anything else.  The last drop of my sperm was captured and fed to me by my own hand before I could think of a reason not to do it. 

 

I turned on my side and sort of looked up into the darkness and fiddled around with my ass for a moment before I felt a calling inside me.  It was a craving and a direction to me to come up higher.  So I crawled at first up the steps and after another twenty-eight I found myself now in the pitch black alone and on another flat pedestal like landing.  This time I could feel walls of cold wet stone on both sides and a cold breeze from below came to meet me.  I stood up and looked down and saw absolutely nothing but darkness.  So as I inches further up the stones I felt a wooden plank and then another wooden step and I marched slowly up them until I rammed my head into a wooden door. 

 

I had to feel my way to the handle and then shove with all my might to open it, but finally I managed to do so, and what was truly eerie is I kept getting this haunting desire to venture on.  The door opened and revealed a shadowy cow web lined room that was filled with junk and broken furniture.  There was a faint glow of the sun from the cracks along the top of the wall on one side that slightly lit the room.  As I began to stand I found that a pair of steps was nearly twenty feet from me and they led up to another door.  I followed them and it opened into an old rundown house.  The house had been abandoned for years.  The dirt and filth on the floor and the spider webs that were there looked untouched by time.  I found a broom and began to sweep away the webs and some of the garbage on the floor as I exited from the hallway into what at one time must have been the main entrance.  The ceiling now shabby was raised twenty feet high and the decaying staircase that swirled upward crumbled and as I spied around, it seemed this place was once a mansion.  If that was so how come I never heard of it?  No one had and when I found the main door and opened it, I realized why.

 

The front of the house opened into the heart of the woods.  A small overgrown path led into the dense thickets and huge pine trees as I spied into it.  I turned and looked back to see how large it was and as moved along the front porch I could see the trees and the dense foliage and nothing more.  I moved out a few feet from the overhang and gazed up to see the patchy white sky haloed by tress on all sides.  Then as I moved a bit further back I found the remains of an old sign, it read “Posted No Trespassing.  This House Condemned by Order of the US Marshall’s Office.”

 

Then a shock greeted my eyes, as the date on it was “November 5^th 1901.”  Then I realized where I was and what I had stumbled upon.  A legend that had been told for many years said that an old civil war mansion once stood on Crow Ridge and that the owner was a murder and had killed many children in the town before the Marshall dragged him away in chains and hung him in the courtyard in town.  It was said the place was haunted and bedeviled.  It was also said that no one ever found it and though many tried some who may have found this place, never came back.

 

I began to panic and started back in the house and heading back the way I had come out.  I was still totally naked and never seemed to notice until I reach the staircase and felt the desires inside me swell instantly.  It froze me in mid step and made me look up at the once grand house and as I did I felt called to walk up the steps to the next floor.  My aching body was throbbing with a tingling desire that I can only describe as wanton lust.  As if inside I knew something pleasurable was near and desired it, or maybe I knew it desired me.

 

With each step I felt my cock harden more and erect nipples tingled madly and as I side stepped the bad sections of the staircase my ass touched the decaying wooden rails and it sent waves of joy through me.  I could feel my heart race as I neared the final steps and when I lunged over the last hurdle and was sent sprawling face forward to the ground it felt like waves of sexual lust washed over me. 

 

I crawled like a dog on my hands and knees towards the dimly lit hallway that led along the way of the second floor.  I was craving in a way I could not understand, the most of knew of sex was limited to a few petting’s or my own hands.  Now I desired something I had not seen or felt, I desired to be fucked in many ways.

 

I felt as if I had been born to tread this path and as I neared a semi open room, I found myself cooing and sighing.  I crawled through the half open door and found a bedroom long since worn away.  A dresser covered in dirt and dust was t my right and large canopy bed with the clothe worn away by time was there in front of me.  I slid slowly upon it and as the dusty mattress released its long covering into the air I felt gnawing inside me for sex like never before.

 

I began to beg outwardly and loudly, “I am here come and take me!  I am here ready for you.   Take this body now and do all that I desire.”

 

Suddenly from the darkness a figure of a man dressed in a fancy suit veered from the shadows into the light.  His face pale and his hair gray and his eyes blood shot and black starred into my soul and as he moved around me his wrinkled rough hands slid along my back and sides and to my ass.  I turned to look in his eyes at the moment he turned and took both hands to latch on my ass.  As if it were all a dream I felt his cock large and powerful enter me harshly sending a pleasurable and painful sensation through me.  I groaned aloud and almost cried out as his cock thrust deeper inside me and then retracted and reentered over and over.  His gaze held my eyes and as I watched him fuck me I begged of him to do more.

 

He said not a word but as his heated thruster began to form up a pattern and become quicker, I began to flutter my eyes when I reopened them he had vanished but his body was still in me.  I could not see him but I could feel it and was in ecstasy at the moment of climax.  My attacker did not stop after his swelling rush of liquid but rather kept on taking my ass again and again and again.  I lost all interest in time, and as he banged me harder and more often I felt a gushing from my own cock as I came.  My dick unloaded on me and the bed, and I managed to work a hand to capture some of it for my own tasting. 

 

Several more thrust of me made my own cock tingle and grow again and as he exploded for a fourth time I felt my own cock begin to pulse and seconds later a second wave erupted this time splashing me under my chin and on my chest more than the bed.  Once more I fingered it into my own mouth and after I had taken in all of it he came a fifth time.  Then he began to really get serious fucking me.  I was being rocked back and forth when all of a sudden I was lifted in mid thrust off the bed and held above it and the floor as I felt his cock deepen even more in me.  My arms flapped as did my head from the power behind my attacker’s sexual tryst with me.  When his now red hot cock began to swell once more I felt myself screaming for him to cum in my ass, which he did in such a violent way that I felt it flow as I was being bashed in mid air.  Suddenly I was tossed backwards and throw the air coming down hard on the wooden floor. 

 

The force of the action knocked me out and all I know is that when I awoke the room was black as midnight and coldly silent.  I wobbled up and being a bit woozy stumbled back towards the bed and then after resting face down for a second I began to try to see if he were near me.

 

A tingling sensation came over me just then and though it was dark, I could sense someone near me.  I took it that it was the man from before and reach out to touch him, but what I felt was cold almost stone like features and skin.  I cried out, “Are you him?”

 

In the darkness of the room a voice returned, “We are they who came before you, many are we and desire you we do.  We will see to your needs afterwards.”

 

Suddenly hands covered my entire body and I felt myself lifted and touched and fondled and tormented all at the same time.  My cock twisted madly in a painful direction and my balls were squeezed to where I ached as my nipples were gnawed by cold sharp teeth and mouths.  I felt claws grip my wrist and ankles and hands with cold fingers take my thighs and open me wide.  A mouth met mine for a second then a cock my first came popping me.  I could feel its icy cold silky tip on my lips as it was shoved in and when a hand took my head I found what it means to be face fucked.  Then came one in my ass that large and cold and it was more of pain to take in than before, yet as this event unfolded I began to grow needful of more.

 

I felt as if I drifted across the room and all through the house.  I was floating and fucking at the same time and in the pitch darkness I could see nothing at all.  The orgy of my body went until I felt ten different entries into my ass and twice that in my mouth.  Each was a different presence that I could tell, and each wet for a very long time.  When the last cock had exploded in my ass I was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

 

I awoke in darkness and cold and the surface I felt was stone not wood.  I felt around and could sense steps and slowly I crawled along them downward and it was if I were being driven to do so.  Inside my heart I wanted more, but something was sending me away at that moment.  It took me such a very long time to reach the basin and see the half moonlit night.  I struggled to find the opening and I left naked flopping out and into the cool water.  I splashed in it by mistake and then on purpose as I slowly worked my way back home. 

 

It took me until the first light of dawn to reach my house.  When I did I found it dark and uninviting so I entered quietly through the back door and made my way to my bed.  I was almost crawled up in it when my mother turned over to spy me.  She was in my bed naked, drunk and looking very horny as I crawled up beside her.  She turned over and blurted out, “You finally come home from your day of playing?”

 

I sort of snuggled my cold damp body next to her for a second which woke her a bit more.  Then I cooed out, “Sorry I was late mom, I had a big day.”

 

Yes she was drunk and maybe even a bit more than normal, but suddenly her eyes lit up as the first light of day peaked in my curtain and said, “Wow you must be glad to see me or is that your thumb in my ass?”

 

I didn’t realize I was still hard, and I had been that way almost all day.  I felt her soft ass cheeks flow along my cock head as I replied, “Well you do look real pretty mom.”

She turned over and as her mouth opened mine was drawn or should I say pulled to it and a second later my cock entered her pussy fully.  I fucked her until the alarm rang, and came in her twice.  She was so hot afterwards that she called in sick and then took me to the tub to bathe and then fuck her again.  Along about noon she pulled me out the back door and onto the soft warm grass in the back yard and told me, “I want you to mount me and ride me like a horse.”

 

When I did it this was the first time I saw her as more than my mom, I almost wanted her as my wife at times during that wild sexual session.  Then after I came in her I knew why it had happened.  I felt the desire to return with her to the house in the woods. 

 

As she sucked my dick clean I began to plan how I would lure her there.  If you want to hear more, you’ll have to wait.

 

 

Sal picked up the wall phone on the second ring and tucked it under her chin.

 

“Hello.” Her hands were covered in flour and a stray lock of hair got pushed back with her wrist.

 

“I know what you did last summer.” The heavily disguised voice announced through the earpiece.

 

“Josh! Hi how are you? Where are you?” Her pleasure at hearing his voice was evident in the immediate flush to her cheeks and breathlessness he always caused.

 

“Hi-ya Sal; I’m downtown and around for a few days; Just wondered if you fancied a meet sometime over the next day or two. I still know what you did last summer though.” He laughed in his easy manner; oblivious of the effect he had on her.

 

“Well you should, it was your fault and you were there, you bastard!” She laughed a little nervously and felt a thrill travel the length of her spine in a shiver as the memory flooded back.

 

“I’d love to see you; Tomorrow?” She suddenly knew a desperation that he would say yes.

 

“I’ll pick you up at seven. Keep it moist until then babe.” He dropped the receiver and the line went dead with a brrrrrr.