The Haunting A TWILIGHT ZONE Story
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He had been fascinated with ghosts and ghosts stories since he was a young c***d. Telling scary stories around a campfire with friends, or simply reading books about ghosts and paranormal experiences, it quickly became his life.One myth in particular always piqued his interest. It was the story of a ghostly lover, who would appear floating through a window in sheer white robes, slowly killing its victim with passion and desire. The eroticism always got to him, and many nights he lay in bed,...
"I just don't think it's a good idea, Andrea. I remember how it was, right before he left us that night, furious over your infidelity. He was boiling with rage. He could well have crashed specifically because of that. In any case, there's a terrible aura in this house. For once, listen to me- I am a Wiccan, you know! Don't hold that seance tonight!" Andrea Wallace had always been somewhat reckless, and this seance idea was just her newest, and worst, idea at that. She had shoplifted, committed...
Group SexThe Haunting of Charles Tate. By Tanya H. A haunted house? Ghosts don't exist. Right? If you drew a triangle on a map of Lincolnshire, from Horncastle in the West, Louth in the North and Spilsby to the East you'd find at its centre an unremarkable village surrounded by the rolling, beautiful secret of the Lincolnshire Wolds. A secret? Most of the folk who visit Lincolnshire get no further than Lincoln's cathedral and castle, or they're drawn to the beaches and gaudy delights of...
A SEXUAL HAUNTINGA SEXUAL HAUNTING ?????I had just inherited an old country farmhouse after my grandparents hadpassed away, it had been a place where I went as a child, little did I knowwhat was awaiting my arrival.????I had been there only a few days when the dreams started.? I would be sleeping and I started dreamingabout 2 young men, holding and tying me down, commanding me, doing to them asthey wished and very little I could do about it. ?Every morning I would wake up sweating,breathing...
A bright sun rose over the town of Greenfield, bringing with it a warm day, a day of green trees and blue sky, a day of laughter and happy families and infinite possibilities, a day on which one wouldn't normally expect to encounter ghosts. However, if one were to ask anyone in Greenfield where such ghosts might likely reside, they would no doubt speak of the house at the end of Randolph Street. They would make it clear that there are no such things as ghosts, of course, especially not in a...
Chapter 1 "I just don't think it's a good idea, Andrea. I remember how it was, right before he left us that night, furious over your infidelity. He was boiling with rage. He could well have crashed specifically because of that. In any case, there's a terrible aura in this house. For once, listen to me- I am a Wiccan, you know! Don't hold that seance tonight!" Andrea Wallace had always been somewhat reckless, and this seance idea was just her newest, and worst, idea at that. She had...
Chapter 5 “Danny, you in here?” Brittney poked her head into the library. “I’m here.” Daniel looked up from his book. He sat in an old upholstered chair. One leg dangled and swung listlessly over the chair’s floral-print arm. “Just reading.” “Man, it’s impossible to find anyone in this house.” Brittney walked into the room and sat down facing her brother. She smiled at him and brushed her long, brown hair behind her shoulders. Her modest, floral print dress almost matched the chair she...
Chapter 2: Admittance Kelsey pulled her car up alongside the little gravel clearing that existed outside the east side of Licension Manor. She was surprised to see hers was the only car there and not for the first time she thought about just ignoring the invitation and the party. The incident with Helen still burned inside her. All she had felt was regret at ruining the moment – there was no satisfaction in denying her own needs. She didn’t plan on going crazy. But she did want to let go just...
SupernaturalNote : This story is completely fictional! When Marla got back from the bathroom and bandaged the tears in Andrea’s ass, Alexander suddenly entered her. Picking up the vibrator again, he shoved it brutally up Cherry’s butt, making her squeal. While he did this, he stuck two fingers inside Michelle‘s cunt, as if it to say that she wasn’t off the hook yet. “Get out of me!” Marla demanded in her head to the ghost possessing her. “No thanks! I’m having FAR TOO MUCH FUN to do that!” Alexander...
FetishChapter 11 A clock ticked somewhere in the house as Daniel stumbled down the second-floor hallway in the early morning. He’d just exited the guest bedroom, leaving Khadra stuffed with his cum. Every time he thought life had hit peak crazy, it went up a notch. Ahead in the gloom, he could see a white, shimmering figure near his bedroom door. Daniel’s feet quickened and his heart skipped a beat. In the gray, pre-dawn light, he could see her red hair and he could almost make out her freckles....
By Rawly Rawls This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain. If you want to read lots more stuff, vote on new stories, or support my writing, please visit my site (you can find it by searching for my name in your search engine of choice). All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Chapter 21 Christmas morning arrived, and the whole family gathered in the main living room to open presents. Julie noticed that the twins seemed to be getting along swimmingly. Close,...
Chapter Seven by Simon Fear Detective Lawrence made her way through the woods towards the Selmer House. Every now and then she turned to look behind often hearing a twig snap or the sound of leaves being tromped on but she never saw anything. Finally when she got to the edge of the woods and the house in site she distinctly heard a growl not too far behind her. She quickly turned around but nothing was there. “There’s nothing there, you’re just scaring yourself,” she said to herself....
Chapter Five by Simon Fear Ashley was laying on the hospital bed her legs spread and up in stir-ups. The small hospital gown she was wearing was pushed up to right below her tits her whole bottom half exposed to the doctor and nurse who was in front of her. The doctor who was female had some kind of tool inside her pussy which had her spread and kinda hurt. He was peering down into her pussy hole with a small light, and then one occasionally probe his finger inside her vagina moving...
by Simon Fear Ashley Logan walked around the outside of the old house that her parents were thinking of buying. The Real Estate Agent said that a Lieutenant who had served in the Revolutionary war had built it back in 1796. The guy’s name was John Selmer. He had built the three story, five-bedroom house for his wife and three daughters who were all close to Ashley’s age. She was 13, and was just beginning to bloom. She had small b-cup tits, and she was 4 ft 11 in. She had fiery red...
A Haunting Curiosity I walked up to the rusty iron bar fences. I never thought I would make it here, especially after hearing so much about this place. I looked through the bars and could see why so many thought it to be the place of nightmares, but I thought surely it couldnt be as bad as what they said. Surely it couldnt be haunted, I mean its the sort of thing you hear about in books or television shows, not the stuff of reality. But the stories that were told of what happened in this...
By RawlyRawls This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain. If you want to read lots more stuff, vote on new stories, or support my writing, please visit my Subscribestar site (you can find the link in my profile). Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Chapter 1 “Do you plan on living in the house?” Roger Peddler sat across the table from George and Julie Anderson. They were an attractive middle-aged couple. She was a tall brunette with a pretty smile,...
(Author's note: I am going to say ahead of time that I am very sorry for the amount of errors that you may find in this story. My grammar skills are not the best but I am going to try my best to help minimize the errors. As well this is just chapter 1 of this series, so this is just an introduction basically to the story.) One day I was working at my cubical office space doing a bunch of paper work that needed to be done by the end of the week. The people I work with are smart people as...
Having been unable to hear what their mother and the strange hermit-looking man talked about, curiosity consumed the twins and they waited impatiently when the mumbling stopped and yet, the adults still didn’t appear. Debbie craned her neck, trying to peek around the corner without being seen. As the adults suddenly walked into view, Debbie saw that the man was holding her mother’s hand. He dropped it and then looked directly into Debbie’s eyes. This stranger looked ... stranger and...
He couldn’t understand why the woman put up with him. What he knew of the new American culture, women often stood up for their rights and didn’t let men walk all over them. Perhaps he was wrong. Nay, that wasn’t so. The last couple that lived on the premises fought like mad animals. Often it was the woman, Eva whom was doing the arguing. She said he treated her like less than a person. Kell didn’t know about that. She was treated like royalty compared to the way women were treated in his day....
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The Haunting of St. Angels By sammig82 "Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble." - Shakespeare's Macbeth St. Angel's Girls School was a popular private boarding High School for the rich and the famous. Its alumni consisted of highly successful members of the community including CEOs and successful celebrities. Many of its girls had grown up to earn the respect among the elite of the high society. Parents would be...
Chapter Eleven by Simon Fear At 8:30 AM, Mr. Reihnholt was in the kitchen eating breakfast, when he heard the front doorbell ring. When he answered it, he was surprised to see Sgt. Lomack and another uniformed Police Officer standing there. “Sergeant, this is an unexpected surprise. Do come in. I take it you’re here to check up on Ashley?” Mr. Reihnholt stepped out of the way as the two officers walked in. When Mr. Reihnholt shut the door, he noticed that the expression on Sgt....
Chapter Ten by Simon Fear It was 3:00 Am and Investigator Dermwieler, with the State Police, was sitting at his desk at Trooper Headquarters located at the next town, 30 miles away from the town where the Logans lived. He had been pouring over tons of paper work that consisted of Police Reports situated with the Selmer House, and Real Estate Agency papers that showed who had owned the house in previous years, and then the town historical documents of families who had lived in that town....
Chapter Nine by Simon Fear The year is 1794 early in the morning around 9:00. A small two-person horse drawn carriage is slowly traveling down the dirt road through the wooded area. As the man nears his destination He notices another horse drawn carriage with a man standing near by, and at his side a great dog. The man pulls his horse to the side bringing his carriage up next to the other one and hops down. The other man had been watching him approached from the distance and now...
Chapter Six by Simon Fear Mrs. Logan and her daughter Ashley slumped on the fold out bed/couch after Mr. Logan had brought them home. They were very tired as they had not gotten much sleep. As soon as they had lain down they had fallen asleep so Mr. Logan decided to look around the house himself. Every light was on as the officer that night had not turned them off. He first started in the kitchen and looked around. Mrs. Logan’s towel was laying right in the middle of the floor where...
Chapter Four by Simon Fear The time was 2:15 AM. The living room of the old Selmer Place was pitch black as was the rest of the house. The only light within the house came from the 45 inch screen T.V. that the Logan Family owned. The soft blue screen glowed, the movie that had been in the DVD player was over. Mrs. Logan and her daughter Ashley had fallen asleep on the hide-a-way bed/couch. They were still only clad in their towels, but Ashley’s towel had come open during the night...
Chapter Three by Simon Fear It was 4:00 PM & Mrs. Logan was downstairs cooking dinner for her and her daughter. Ashley at the moment was taking a nap up in her room, exhausted from the experience that she had just gotten with her new Vicky. Ashley was lying on top of her covers with only a midriff t-shirt on, her body curled up. Her cute sexy ass showing off, and her sweet moist nether lips was showing between her thighs. Ashley was not aware of the temperature drop in her room. The...
Chapter Two by Simon Fear It was two weeks later since her dad had bought the old Selmer House, and now it was going to be her first night to live in the house. Ashley unloaded the boxes that were marked with her name from her mom’s Ford Expedition. As she walked into the house she saw all of the furniture that the moving men had carted in during the week from her old home back in the city. After her dad had signed the paperwork making him owner of the Selmer place they had gone...
Chapter 1: Invitations Sally Hines was free. At least from the world of high school. She stepped out from her last exam and made her way toward the bus stop to head home. Never again would she have to return to high school and the complicated social world that she had failed to understand. Next year she would be traveling off to college, far away, where she could make a fresh start. She would be able to reinvent herself. She could shed the dorky bookworm image and instead be the confident,...
SupernaturalThe ocean glimmers in a myriad of soft reflective pastels as the tiny sounds it intimately holds are engulfed completely by the more robust waves reminding the shoreline that nothing is truly solid forever. The nautical conglomerate, so easily swayed by the pull of the moon and the warmth of prevailing winds, redefines itself, and all it’s contents, with every passing second. In unending variation, the source of all life emanating from the murky depths struggles toward the jagged mountaintop,...
Sarah bounded out of bed the next morning and went to the closet to retrieve a fresh white blouse and blue pleated skirt school uniform from there and threw it on the bed. She then placed the blue tie and a white bra and thong set on top of it and headed into her bathroom. Turning on her shower for the water to warm, she slipped her pink baby doll outfit off and tied her hair on top of her head and placed a shower cap over it. Finding the water at a comfortable temperature she stepped in and...
The next morning Sarah woke extra early knowing she may have to iron her skirt and blouse for school. She shut off the alarm and bounded down the stairs in her blue baby doll nightie. As she entered the kitchen she found her father was also up and was getting coffee started. Hearing his daughter, he asked "Morning honey, want some breakfast?" as he turned to look at her. "Oh my God, you're still in your nightie!" he exclaimed. The sheer nightie didn't conceal her nipples or aureole...
Sarah arrived at the house and hurried to her room to check on her clothes, nothing had been returned and now everything was missing except what she had on. "Damn him", she thought, "now what do I do?" She went down to the kitchen and into the laundry. She removed her school uniform and socks and placed them in the washing machine and got that started. Then dressed in only her slip, garter belt, stockings and saddle shoes she went into the kitchen, removed the key from its hook and...
Sarah sat in the school cafeteria for lunch, alone in a corner, as she considered what was going on at home. Why had she given in to that dildo and fucked it? Why had Thomas raped her in the bathroom? It had to have been him. What did dad dream happened last night? All she remembered is drying off and then waking up this morning with a sky blue thong, white garter belt and nylons on, with a sky blue bra pulled up to expose her breasts and three fingers plunged into her pussy. Was that what...
Sarah rushed home from the museum, thinking about Mabel's warning to get out of the house. She parked her car and got out; she took several steps towards the house and stopped. She shouldn't go in; Thomas could possess her! She hadn't told Mabel about the dildo and Thomas raping her in the bathroom, so she'd wait for dad outside. Returning to the car she checked the time, dad would be home any minute now. Several minutes later dad pulled up beside her car, got out and walked up to...
Sarah walked into the school building and went to the principal's office for her morning panty inspection and then asked Sister Joanne about Mabel's grandson Tommy. For some reason she had him on her mind this morning but couldn't remember why, or even how she knew of them. Sister Joanne gave her a rundown of Tommy's classes and she realized they had no classes together, but did go to lunch at the same time. She'd try to find him if the lunchroom, if he was there today. At lunch she...
Sarah arrived at the Historical Society and found that it was still closed. It opened later on Saturday and that surprised her as most traffic to and from Branson was on the weekends. What to do? She decided to go a restaurant for breakfast and then return. She had to see Mabel, she had to explain everything and get her help. She was no longer a virgin, what came next? Sarah went to a diner near the Museum and ordered biscuits and gravy with a large orange juice. As she sat waiting for it to...
Sarah regained consciousness lying on the floor in the main room of the basement. She carefully looked around and saw Mark attempting to place a large wooden X against the wall. She wondered what it was but then noticed the arm and leg restraints, it was to secure her. For what, did he intend to secure her to it and then rape her? There was a table next to the X, against the wall, what was it there for? Then she saw him, there was Thomas, plain as day in her eyes and now standing beside her...
The bus dropped off the twins at the end of their long driveway. They talked about classes and friends as they walked back to their new house. Once home, Brittney went off to the main living room to do some homework. There was a couch in there and Brittney liked to imagine a roaring fire in the fireplace, which was a cozy thought. Daniel said goodbye to his sister and hunted for his parents. This proved difficult as the mansion was quite expansive. Eventually he found them in the west tower...
“I’m thinking of going to the library this weekend to see what else we can learn about this new house of ours.” George looked around the table with a twinkle in his eye. He still had some dust in his messy blond hair even though they were sitting down to dinner. “Who’s with me?” “Sounds interesting, Dad.” Brittney chewed her Kung Pao chicken takeout thoughtfully. “What do you want to find?” Both Julie and Daniel kept their eyes on their respective plates of food. They’d been...
Julie sat in the study on Sunday afternoon, staring at her computer monitor. She sighed. It wasn’t easy selecting floor tile for the bathrooms. She worked her way through period-relevant tile from salvaged projects. They had to save money at every step for their Palmer Mansion restoration. As she scrolled through the geometric patterns, Julie’s mind wandered to the deluge of sperm Daniel had sprayed on her. She’d once heard a vulgar comic say that every man’s dream was to cover women in...
“Danny, you in here?” Brittney poked her head into the library. “I’m here.” Daniel looked up from his book. He sat in an old upholstered chair. One leg dangled and swung listlessly over the chair’s floral-print arm. “Just reading.” “Man, it’s impossible to find anyone in this house.” Brittney walked into the room and sat down facing her brother. She smiled at him and brushed her long, brown hair behind her shoulders. Her modest, floral print dress almost matched the chair she perched on....
“So, you two are spending the night?” Julie looked over the dining table at Brad and Penelope. “Yeah ... we’ll go to church with you tomorrow ... so...” Brad talked while chewing some steak. “Don’t talk with your mouth full, sweetie.” Julie took a sip of wine. “It’s not polite.” “Sorry.” Brad took a minute to swallow the food in his mouth and then looked at his eighteen-year-old, little brother. “So, has freakazoid here been to the doctor about his mutated dangler?” “Goodness.”...
The exhaust fan hummed in the small bathroom. Khadra turned off her shower and pulled back the curtain. Steam hung in the air, but the fan pulled enough moisture that the mirror hadn’t fogged. Khadra ignored the reflection of her dark, slim figure. She ran her fingers through her curly black hair and let it fall around her shoulders. A bath towel hung to her left. She grabbed the soft cotton and wrapped herself. Khadra stepped out of the shower and was about to take another towel for her...
Julie watched her daughter-in-law and son closely at breakfast. She had to hand it to them, they didn’t act like anything out of the ordinary had happened. Sure, Daniel was quiet as he munched his cereal. And, yes, Penelope was a bit taciturn. But if Julie hadn’t seen them rutting like animals with her own eyes, she would never have known. Brad, George, and Brittney certainly seemed none the wiser. Julie excused herself from the table and went into the kitchen to pour herself another mug...
The bus was most of the way to school when Daniel noticed the missed call and voicemail. He listened to Penelope’s message. When the bus let the students off at high school, Daniel hung back and then bolted through some trees and caught one of the side streets that ran behind the school. His brother’s place was only about a ten-minute walk. He could skip first period. Maybe even second if he had to. He texted Penelope to let her know he’d be there soon. Penelope texted Daniel back that she...
A clock ticked somewhere in the house as Daniel stumbled down the second-floor hallway in the early morning. He’d just exited the guest bedroom, leaving Khadra stuffed with his cum. Every time he thought life had hit peak crazy, it went up a notch. Ahead in the gloom, he could see a white, shimmering figure near his bedroom door. Daniel’s feet quickened and his heart skipped a beat. In the gray, pre-dawn light, he could see her red hair and he could almost make out her freckles. Daniel...
Saturday afternoon rolled around and Daniel found the perfect moment to try and follow through with one of Eloise’s requests. George had just left to do some work on the Samatar house. Brittney left a few minutes later to go on a date with her boyfriend, Ted. So, it was only Julie and Daniel in the house for several hours. Daniel found his mother moving briskly around the kitchen as she prepared dinner. “Hey, Mom.” Daniel leaned against the door. His heart thumped like it always did when...
A cool autumn breeze blew yellow and red leaves through the air, rustling gently as they passed Daniel down the sidewalk. Daniel’s shoulders tensed as he turned down his brother’s street. A pit formed in his stomach as he imagined Brad’s truck parked in the driveway. But it wasn’t there. Daniel walked up the drive, down the little path to the front door, and knocked. “Danny!” Penelope squealed when she opened the door. “I’m so happy to see you. Come in.” She wanted to play it cool with...
The damp washcloth felt cool in Khadra’s hands. It was supposed to be warm. She pressed it up against her husband’s forehead. It had been over a day since their failed attempt to rid Daniel of his demon. Maxamed had not yet turned lucid. Khadra had sent their children to her parents’ house as she devoted herself to taking care of her husband. Although, she was quite worried about his anger when he woke up. He had seen her copulate with Daniel, shoving the eighteen-year-old’s massive thing up...
“If its bride is my wife, the house takes my life,” Maxamed rocked back and forth on his sofa, whispering to himself in the dark room. “It’s a colonizer. My nation but its plantation. The house will furrow into her soil a crop of toil.” He wasn’t sure what he was saying. “The house will supplant me as it delves her. I have seen it. That is prophesy. I have a foretoken. The house has spoken.” “Maxamed?” Khadra walked into her living room and switched on the light. “Who are you talking...
A shiver ran down Julie’s spine. It was cold in the hall as she stole out of her bedroom wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and panties. She put her hand protectively on her stomach. She could just feel the growing bump there. She wasn’t going to be able to hide it forever. Softly, Julie closed her bedroom door. She didn’t want to wake her oblivious husband sleeping in their marital bed. Also, Brad and Penelope slept right across the hall. She didn’t want to wake them. But more than...
“Wow, Mom. I missed your tits so much.” Daniel looked down at Julie from the edge of his bed where he sat. His puppy dog eyes were filled with adoration. “Gosh, Danny.” Julie pressed her breasts firmly together around her son’s penis and moved them up and down with steady rhythm. “First, don’t call them tits, okay?” “You just said ... tits, Mom.” Daniel smiled. “That’s ... ugh ... so hot.” “And secondly, we did it this morning. How can you miss me so much already?” Julie smiled back...
Winter break started, and the twins were home from school. They sat at the table with their dad as they all munched on breakfast. “When’s Mom coming home?” Brittney tried not to sound desperate, but she was. Her pussy had been on fire without her mother’s tender touch. And no amount of masturbation seemed to make up for it. To make her horny matters even worse, she could not get the image of Daniel’s massive dick out of her head. “Penelope’s mother is recovering nicely.” George looked over...
The farm around her seemed to extend for miles and miles. Julie, in an antiquated, long flowing dress, walked toward the barn. She cradled her swollen belly in her hands. The clouds glowed pink on the horizon, but she didn’t know if that was east or west. Was the day in its infancy or at its end? A rhythmic sound of water splashing caught Julie’s attention. She wandered through the barn door. Not water, but milk. A farmgirl sat on a stool, milking a cow with bloated udders. The girl was...
“Don’t forget to pack your underwear, George.” Julie opened the top drawer of George’s dresser and took out his white briefs. She hadn’t ever thought much about them, but she held one up. She couldn’t help comparing it to the underwear she’d helped Daniel purchase. Daniel’s had that sexy pouch for all that junk he carried around. It hugged his body to accentuate his manhood. George’s underwear looked like it was made for a child. She tossed several pairs into George’s suitcase. “You sure...
“It’s okay, Teddy.” Erin tried to soothe her son. “I know that you weren’t able to give Brittney everything she needed. Let me teach you how to treat a girlfriend.” She pressed her swollen belly into him and ran her hand down his shirt. “She said that?” Ted looked at his pretty mom, still wearing her suit from work. His eyes were round, and his muscles tense. Had she gone crazy? “Students confide in their principal, sweetie.” Erin slipped her hand under the waist of his pants and found...
“We are ascendant.” Eloise sat in the locked room, holding a crystal tumbler with sloshing amber liquid. Frederick would have been better off poisoning her, she mused. If he hadn’t been pulled by his grandiosity to make a show with the clock, Eloise wouldn’t have been sitting in his despicable lair all those decades later to toast to his imminent demise. “To your father. May he rot in Heaven.” “Hear, hear.” Thomas smiled at his mother and clanked his crystal glass against hers. “But...