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Kevin Mulligan was finally moved into his new house. He bought his new home for a song. There was a lot of talk that his new home was haunted. The sellers had been trying to sell the home for several years, but the rumors scared off most potential buyers.Kevin enjoyed history and was quite taken with the property. He didn’t believe in ghosts and made an offer which was accepted by the sellers. Kevin delved into research on his house. With some digging, he had found out that there was a...
SupernaturalTwo fourteen year old girls, Amy and Kelly, over heard some older boys talking about a haunted house they had gone to that sounded fun. Unfortunately for the girls, they were too young to get in. After talking about it at lunch, decided they would sneak in after school on Friday. They would tell their parents that they were going to each other’s house, but instead would go to the haunted house. They knew the name of the place was Haunted Hill House or something like that. They walked around...
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In well done, professional haunted house attractions, adreneline runs high, need to be with someone else becomes paramount and strangers are knit together in strange circumstances that otherwise would never happen!!! That's what happened the other night for me. I don't kiss and tell all... But I will tell you how the most fantastic weekend of my life started!! ------------ I have always loved haunted houses! I went to them all of the time when I was single and for several years I worked in...
‘So this is it,’ I thought. I stood in the moonless night, pensively staring up at the so-called haunted house. Evenafter all these years, it was still an impressive structure. Built in the late Eighteen Nineties, thefour-story house still had all the hallmarks of a great home. Detailed woodwork adorned thelarge covered entrance and marched its way across the brick façade, while large multi-panedwindows offered views of the outside. They were strategically placed and stood ready to coaxsunlight...
NovelsThe Haunted House of Tver Edited by commentator (many thanks to you!) "Denis, Denis?" I recognized that Elena was speaking to me only when she called my name the second or third time. We were having breakfast together, the whole team with exception of Igor, he was sleeping late as usual, and I was spacing out. "Denis," Elena called me again. "What?" I answered finally focusing on her. Elena is a hefty woman with short hair dyed red. She likes the color. Her lips are painted...
Part 1 Angela came home excited. She couldn’t wait to tell her parents that she had gotten a job. It would only last through October, but at least she would be working. Her mom got home thirty minutes later than usual. (Her name was Jan) Angel met her in the kitchen. “Guess what?” Unable to contain herself Angela burst out “I got a job.” Excitedly Jan said “good for you. Where will you be working?” Angela told her “the haunted house is only a few blocks away. And it will only be for a...
Kevin Mulligan was finally moved into his new house. He bought his new home for a song. There was a lot of talk that his new home was haunted. The sellers had been trying to sell the home for several years, but the rumors scared off most potential buyers. Kevin enjoyed history and was quite taken with the property. He didn’t believe in ghosts and made an offer which was accepted by the sellers. Kevin delved into research on his house. With some digging, he had found out that there was a...
As in almost any of old houses the door began to squeal as Harold and his assistant started to open it up. Although the house was old and unattained it was clean, no dust around what so ever... Perhaps the rumors are being spread through the people by Harold, so more people would rent the "haunted" house for the night. Yes, it is most likely that the house is being cleaned and maintained every now and then and all the stories are lies... This house doesn't look as large as was...
I soon discovered that under her calm and reserved exterior beat the heart of a vampire/Gothic lover. When I related my background on the amateur stage and the haunted house project we had many long conversations about vampires in general and we began to date on a regular basis. It was while returning from a local restaurant one evening we happened to pass by the old house that was used as our haunted attraction. I pointed it out to her and to my surprise she expressed a desire to see...
Tina worked in our data processing division. She always looked and conducted herself as the total professional who was dedicated to her job. Some of her co-workers dubbed her a cold fish, but I always felt they read her wrong. Since it always seemed that we had our lunch at the same time I attempted to break the ice by starting a conversation, and she responded. After a few weeks of polite conversation in the lunchroom I finally got up the nerve to ask her out, and she accepted.I...
FetishJenny awoke to the gray light in her room. She wondered why it was always so dingy within the mansion, and then noticed the windows were not clear. For the first time she realized she couldn't see outside and felt a lump in her throat. Jenny's eyes scanned the room while clutching the bedcover to her nose. Without her head moving, her eyes looked up to the ceiling and then back down to the wall in front of her and then to the right and left. Raising her chin and digging the back of her head...
You see it in front of you, Farasset house. Rumor has it that the house was built in the early nineteen hundreds by a crazy cult. They believed that they could deliver the world to the devil by altering reality. The place had been empty for as long as you can remember. Stories of ghosts, demons, and people being driven mad by staying overnight, had kept the place vacant for years. Your older brother's company had purchased it for a dime and gotten loads of tax breaks. They had made quite a few...
FantasyA bunch of us got together to go to the local haunted prison it is supposed to be not only a holloween trick but a real haunted historical mark and we could not wait to try it out and they had a special where you could spend the night in a true haunted cell and since they were only allowing two to a cell I wanted it to be a man of coarse one that was hot and sexy at least. So about 10 of us poured into the truck and made our way to the village that this huge structure still stood it had been...
Gray. A storm painted the world with a pallet of grey. The darkness of night could be lit. The brightness of day could be dimmed. A storm was constant. Do what you would, the gray would find purchase in your very soul because it wasn't your sight that the storm affected most but that tiny feeling prickling the back of your neck. A storm was nature's raw emotion. You would have to be crazy not to sense that faint brush of fear against your throat. A bump in the road brought you out of your...
Charles Russell Boyle IV, former army Colonel and owner of the Pequod Bar & Grille as well as other establishments, was found dead at his home in Hawaii Kai. Charlie, as he was known to friends and acquaintances, was a well respected and highly successful businessman, continuing and improving on his family's old real estate fortune begun by his great grandfather here in Honolulu over 100 years ago. His servant, Juan Magrille found the body early yesterday morning when Mr. Magrille was...
It was Friday night and Lithium could think of a million other things she had much rather do. The house was your quintessential haunted house – a ramshackle cottage on the outskirts of town. No one was particularly accurate with the history of the house, but many rumours were abound. These rumours were enough to keep the inhabitants of the small town of Tantalus at bay. There was nothing to do – all Lithium had was her I-pod to keep her company. She had come prepared otherwise with a high...
The haunted housebyTattletale"I don't know, Mom. It's really run down. The agent said it was a fixer-upper, but I don't think this dump can be fixed up."Mom and I were standing in a yard full of weeds staring at a dilapidated two-story farmhouse. She and I lived together in the city. After being burglarized several times, she decided that she had had enough of city life and began looking at houses in the country."I like it," she said defiantly. "It has a certain charm about it. We're both handy...
ONEI hear the music before I even arrive at Mitzi’s. It is dubstep, and I know this because I was at a club last week and asked the girl I was with what the hell we were listening to. She told me it was dubstep and I told her it was awful and she nodded, although we didn’t leave because we were drunk.You expect that sort of racket in a club in London; out in the sticks in Kent, it is so unexpected it seems surreal. Mitzi lives outside one of those quaint villages the Tories always cream...
TransThe following Friday I met my lovely co-worker for cocktails and conversation as per usual. After a few drinks, she shyly admitted that our little tryst in the haunted house had awakened an erotic vampire fantasy that she had wanted to act out for years.However, most of her previous lovers were far too straight-laced for such a departure from the "norm". She then asked if I was interested and I could not say yes fast enough. She would not go into any detail but added there were conditions that...
SupernaturalOrange-red leaves clung to tree branches as they fluttered in the wind, the brown ones falling victim to strong gusts. In a few weeks the trees would be bare, like skeletons, but right now they added the color of autumn to the countryside. The howling October wind rattled the mansion's heavy, warped door. It had just slammed shut, causing the little gray squirrel to jump and turn in mid-air. With bushy tail raised, its little feet scampered down the dirt path to the safety of the trees, its...
"Come visit the HAUNTED MANSION Hotel, your ultimate experience of horror and unfathomable dread! Also suitable for children." When the advertisements first came up, people were sceptical; but as the hotel's opening drew near, and new information surfaced about this wonderful and luxurious project, they gradually became excited and started to book the rooms. The very locality of the building hinted at the fact every stay was going to be a special experience. The Haunted Mansion was situated in...
His fingers dug into her fleshy hips as his cock slipped between her thighs. Her tightness gripped his shaft as her back arched as he entered her. Joan could not help but moan as Holmes invaded her most intimate part.Her breasts began to sway as he pumped hard into her, his stomach slapping against her bubbly ass as she bent over the back of the sofa. She had wanted him to take her for so long. She could feel her orgasm begin to boil inside her.“It's six a.m. in Atlanta, time to rise and...
Quickie Sex“Holy shit!” Dana blurted out, her eyes like saucers as she stared at the shattered bed. “How hard were you fucking her in the ass?!” John was sitting on the mattress in the middle of all the destruction and protested, “Not enough to break the bed!” Irillith kissed him on the shoulder and gave him a dreamy smile. “Actually, it was all very sensual and loving.” “Everything was,” Tashana murmured, looking up at John with a doe-eyed expression of absolute devotion. “I don’t think I’ve ever...
‘So this is it,’ I thought. I stood in the moonless night, pensively staring up at the so-called haunted house. Even after all these years, it was still an impressive structure. Built in the late Eighteen Nineties, thefour-story house still had all the hallmarks of a great home. Detailed woodwork adorned thelarge covered entrance and marched its way across the brick façade, while large multi-panedwindows offered views of the outside. They were strategically placed and stood ready to...
Chapter Seven: Princess Double-Teamed by the Futas By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 I savored my Ōjo-sama's breasts rubbing on mine as she lay atop me on the onsen's edge. Our lips devoured each other. Her hips moved, rubbing her hot flesh against mine. The little pearls in our clams brushed, kissed, sparking pleasure through my body. She moved her hips, undulating like she wished she had a cock to fuck me for real. And I wished I had a cock to fuck her. The cicadas sang around us...
The following Friday I met my lovely co-worker for cocktails and conversation as per usual. After a few drinks she shyly admitted that our little tryst in the haunted house had awakened an erotic vampire fantasy that she had wanted to act out for years. However most of her previous lovers were far too straight-laced for such a departure from the ‘norm’. She then asked if I was interested and I could not say yes fast enough. She would not go into any detail but added there were conditions that...
The Haunted Plea Written by Dauphin http://dauphinsworld.activeboard.com/ I put the pillow over my head as I could not sleep. Dad left us because he said he could not be dealing with a 12 year old (me) and a demanding wife. We all know the truth is that he found someone that was much younger than mom. Since he left, mom has been in tears. She was heartbroken and thought that her life was over. I did not understand her. Why did she not just get mad at him and be an independent woman?...
Tina worked in our data processing division. She always looked and conducted herself as the total professional who was dedicated to her job. Some of her co-workers dubbed her a cold fish, but I always felt they read her wrong. Since it always seemed that we had our lunch at the same time I attempted to break the ice by starting a conversation, and she responded. After a few weeks of polite conversation in the lunchroom I finally got up the nerve to ask her out, and she accepted. I...
After watching our houseguest and my wife cavorting in the attic, I quietly retreated from there. I was slightly confused, but, at the same time incredibly turned on by what I had just witnessed. In fact, I was painfully horny.The lovemaking I had witnessed was, at times, soft and sweet. At other times hard and fast. Tender and quiet. Raucus and racy. And all of it without me involved. I needed to confront Kelly, so, I waited downstairs.The two women came down all smiles. As she reached the...
SupernaturalKwaidan: Yurei-jo San-do A Ghost Story: The Thrice Haunted Castle Dedicated to Lorena, who has no idea, and never will know, that she was the inspiration. Author’s Foreword. If you’ve read and enjoyed the ghost stories related by Lafcadio Hearn, I hope you’ll enjoy this story. Fans of supernatural fiction may also notice some stylistic hints borrowed from M.R. James. ***** One The Merchant There are many beautiful places in Hirasanaka Prefecture of northern Japan and not a few that...
Prologue This story takes place in the dark days, when kings ruled over europe and uncounted lords battled for supremacy in the lands. The late Middle Ages in europe. It was a time of misery, fear and death. Everywhere a man could found this three things. The Black Death and other plagues swept over the land, emerging from the fever-infested and foul cities in the south and the east. Or so the people thought. While the lords and kings fight useless wars and intrigued against each...
Oh God, now this was childish. The thought passed through my mind over and over as I trudged with my friends up through town and to the old high school. The place had been deserted since the new one was built over fifteen years ago and was scheduled to be demolished in the Spring. The rumor, what I was told about the school since starting here a few months ago, was that it was haunted. It was a rite of passage every year that seniors had to spend the night in the vast halls of the school on...
''hey sam you saw my spiderman?''''no last time he was going to the haunted house''mommy coudnt find me , Spiderman was slurping on a jelly big candy on his knees ,a pillow under it , the big juicy cherry candy feeling way too nice and warm in his mouthMike on the other side of the wall was keeping himself full of that jelly cherry ooze, getting it back to the boy , his little mouth and tongue was feeling way too good , it felt wrong but at the same time sp right to let the young white boy...
The next morning it was Nick who was the last to rise. When he found the others in the kitchen he walked directly to Sandy, a huge "shit-ass" grin on his face. Leaning in for a kiss, her slap caught him by surprise and his head jerked back. Rubbing his cheek, he asked, "What was that for?" "For last night." "Last night? You seemed to enjoy last night." "You asshole. You think I'd enjoy having someone rape me? You're lucky nothing happened." "Rape you? Nothing happened? You...
We chatted with the Hawkes and Karl Thekla about inconsequential matters for a while longer, until we were interrupted by Levi, who brought a stack of paperwork for my approval. I sighed. “Well, you’re all welcome to stay here as long as you like. Karl, later I’ll introduce you to Larus, our other resident non-Warden mage. You can all feel free to explore the Keep, and drop in to talk any time. I’d love to hear what you decide, when you figure it out.” Alistair stood. “Warden, you’re with...
I savored my Ojo-sama’s breasts rubbing on mine as she lay atop me on the onsen’s edge. Our lips devoured each other. Her hips moved, rubbing her hot flesh against mine. The little pearls in our clams brushed, kissed, sparking pleasure through my body. She moved her hips, undulating like she wished she had a cock to fuck me for real. And I wished I had a cock to fuck her. The cicadas sang around us in the warm, summer evening. Their chirping cries celebrated our love. My tongue brushed...
You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of the imagination. Next stop: THE TWILIGHT ZONE. - Rod Serling The Haunted Room - A TWILIGHT ZONE story By Anon Allsop Max Kleebler has inherited a lovely old vacant building from his Uncle. Only, he's unaware that the house also comes with its own history. A history far stranger than what he could possibly...
Every Old Home Has A Story To Tell It’d been a long drive. He’d left New York City eighteen hours ago, and he was exhausted. When he pulled up to his new home, it looked worse than it had in the pictures. Yes, it was old and rundown. Seeing it under the hot Georgia sun, the house looked like it was ready to fall apart. The inspection said it had good bones. It was called the Wythe House and had been built around 1836. They’d advertised it as a fixer. The overgrown lawn, broken windows, and...
Chapter Ten: Futas' Horny Wrestling By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 My eyes opened. I lay in the grove where I had danced the Kagura to summon the great Kami Hangetsu. Last I remembered was the half-full moon blazing with light and shadow, the energy falling upon me, driving me to the ground. I blinked, struggling to remember what happened next. A presence had greeted me, cocooned me, changed me. I was a caterpillar. And now I was free to be a butterfly. Above me, the half-full moon...
Chapter Five: Futanari Watch Porn By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “You were so beautiful dancing last night, Sayuri-chan,” Mitsuko-hime purred when I arrived at the onsen to bathe. She sat on the edge, still in her black kimono, her obi tied behind her back in a beautiful, thick bow of red. “Thank you, Ōjo-sama,” I said, bowing to her, my cheeks warming. “You don't have to be so formal with me,” she said, moving closer, her lips so red. I wanted to kiss them again. I had trouble...
“You were so beautiful dancing last night, Sayuri-chan,” Mitsuko-hime purred when I arrived at the onsen to bathe. She sat on the edge, still in her black kimono, her obi tied behind her back in a beautiful, thick bow of red. “Thank you, Ojo-sama,” I said, bowing to her, my cheeks warming. “You don’t have to be so formal with me,” she said, moving closer, her lips so red. I wanted to kiss them again. I had trouble sleeping last night, my pussy growing so wet between my thighs every time I...
My eyes opened. I lay in the grove where I had danced the Kagura to summon the great Kami Hangetsu. Last I remembered was the half-full moon blazing with light and shadow, the energy falling upon me, driving me to the ground. I blinked, struggling to remember what happened next. A presence had greeted me, cocooned me, changed me. I was a caterpillar. And now I was free to be a butterfly. Above me, the half-full moon glowed in the night sky, looking down at me in the midst of the haunted...
As I pulled up in my car, my jaw dropped. The house was damn near perfect! You could see the faded glory in its faç,ade. If only the structure was sound enough. Then our dream could come true. With a little money (not a problem, since I was left a sizeable inheritance), time (also not a problem), and a lot of sweat equity, Kelly and I could fix it up and run our own Bed And Breakfast in this small upstate N.Y college town. A woman got out of the car in front of me , smiled, shook my hand...
As I pulled up in my car, my jaw dropped. The house was damn near perfect! You could see the faded glory in its façade. If only the structure was sound enough then our dream could come true. With a little money (not a problem, since I was left a sizeable inheritance), time (also not a problem), and a lot of sweat equity, Kelly and I could fix it up and run our own Bed and Breakfast in this small upstate N.Y college town.A woman got out of the car in front of me, smiled, shook my hand and...
SupernaturalChapter Four: Taken by the Demon's Tentacles By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 The beat of the drum summoned me to the stage before the statue of our shrine's guardian, Kanshu-no-Kami. I was dressed in my miko garb, my red hakama about my legs and cinched tight at my waist, my haori over my kimono, the tasseled ends swaying before me, dangling with bells that tinkled with my every movement. I gripped my gohei in my hand, a wand of cedar wood from which dangle two shide, paper folded to...
Diana Richards was barely listening to Ed Hood’s voice drone on about how they could save each other if only she’d walk away from her husband and come to him. She was fighting the waves of nausea that kept washing over her every time the bastard would intimate that he knew they’d be good together if only she’d give him a chance. Suddenly, a feeling of calm settled in the pit of her stomach and there was a prickling sensation on the back of her head. She almost gasped aloud when she heard...
Author’s Note: These characters were first introduced in the ‘Loving Wives’ category in a series entitled ‘Charles and Diana’ which told the story of their weekend honeymoon in Vegas when they ran off and married the night they met. This is their continuing saga… Diana gazed out the window of the plane as it glided through the sky toward Los Angeles into a bright, setting sun. She smiled softly. What a sight! We must have a bright future ahead of us, Charles…my sexy man…my loving husband! They...
Different stories about spirits and ghosts messing with people. A haunted house, a ouija board ritual, a wayward soul, a perverted office ghost, and more. There are many stories to tell, and they all start here. Feel free to add!
I am Amy Palmer and I'm 24 years old. I have a slim build with pale skin and a firey, orange curly mess of hair thanks to my Scottish heritage. And I have a rather odd problem. I'm not sure when exactly it started, but it's been happening more often recently. I'm being haunted. Not just in my house, whatever it is, it follows me. It isn't like a normal ghost story you may have heard of. No, this one seems to enjoy ripping my clothes in public to cause me to flash people, it'll wait until I'm in...
The Haunted Blue JeansBy: Jessica Rabbit"I hate extended business trips". This is the second time I have had to use the hotel laundry facilities. "It is bad enough to be gone so long that you use all your travel clothes, but then to have your company not reimburse you for the cost of having a laundry service perform this deed makes it even a more bitter experience", I thought as I rounded the corner to the laundry room. It's a small laundry room with only 3 washers and dryers, plus a table to...
Hello, girls and guys, first of all, I want to thank all of those people who emailed me after my first sex story. Those who want a nice chat with me could mail me at are most welcomed. Now I am here with a new sex story I know it’s a bit long story and sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes in it but I am sure that you are gonna enjoy this because this is has a horror touch I want to say that it is a story of three friends Amit that’s me, Varun and Adi. At first, I would like to introduce...
The Haunted Blue Jeans By: Jessica Rabbit "I hate extended business trips". This is the second time I have had to use the hotel laundry facilities. "It is bad enough to be gone so long that you use all your travel clothes, but then to have your company not reimburse you for the cost of having a laundry service perform this deed makes it even a more bitter experience", I thought as I rounded the corner to the laundry room. It's a small laundry room with only 3 washers and dryers,...
Haunted, a Halloween Drabble. I heard her, whispering in my bedroom. "You promised!" "I can't" "It's Time!" Again and again, I heard her. "Please?" Finally, I give in, and go to the trunk, and put on the dress, the makeup, the wig. I look in the mirror, and I don't see a boy. I see her. "Finally!" she says. "Finally," I agree. "We're free!" We speak as one. We are one. Forever.
It was a cold Halloween night. April was standing in front of the abandoned mansion at the very end of the neighborhood. It had stood there since she was a child. The city had apparently torn it down one time and it showed up again the very next day. The owner clearly didn’t like company as it was miles away from anyone else. She used to go inside it all the time growing up and nothing bad ever happened, but there’s been stories of strange things occurring here on Halloween, ranging from lights...
To my immense and truly indescribable surprise, Ash’s formidable display of rage frightens away the darkness. I can see starlight. The air is warming up a bit. Ash shrieks in grander horror this time, as she finds Ash laid upon the ground, motionless. She sees him, and instinctively her voice explodes once again. She runs to him. Kneeling at his side, she bellows into the darkness once more, and lifts his head. I can see enough of his torso to witness his breath, and I am relieved by...
HardcoreYou and your friends are investigating a haunted mansion. You have been locked in for the night. There are three boys and three girls. If you split up by gender, turn to page 2 If you split up in couples, turn to page 4 If you go your own way, turn to page 8 If we split up we will definitely split up in couples. So I guess I'll turn to page 4. There doesn't seem to be any reason to split any other way. You draw lots to see who pairs up with whom. You get Jason, a tall hunk. There is...
The bus rolled into my hometown around dinnertime. I was wide awake, but I had been still for hours. When the bus driver finally parked, I felt like I was waking from a dream. In many ways, I was. It had been ten years since I had visited my little hometown in the dusty South. So much had happened, but my town looked exactly the same. I grabbed my bag and exited the bus. There was a crowd of cars waiting, but I didn’t recognize any of them. It wasn’t like my brother to be late. Then I...