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Haunted House Haunted HouseBy: John Maddux--Proof read by: FantazMaster CHAPTER 1:? THE HAUNTED HOUSE ???? It was approaching my favorite hunting time of the year? Halloween! Haunted houses were set up through out the city and suburbs and I knew just the one I was going to go hunting at this year. It was an old Victorian house with only the first and second floors in use. After purchasing a few costumes, I went through the house quite a few times in order to learn its layout. I made...

Haunted House

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...

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True Story. I was in college and was looking for a job at the State Fair of Texas. As luck would have it, the haunted house was hiring. All I had to do to get the job was to agree to show up. I was assigned to work a station - a dark corner of the haunted house - where all I had to do was to stand there and simply scare patrons as they passed by my station. Most of the rooms in the haunted house had a theme and two “actors” but for some unknown reason, I had a simple dark room, with no theme...

HauntedChapter 3

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...

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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...

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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...

Haunted house chapter 1

‘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...

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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...

Haunted High School

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...

Haunted HouseChapter 2

Jenny 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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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“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...

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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...

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Chapter 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...

Haunted by the Past Ch 16

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...

Haunted by the Past Ch 01

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...

Haunted house chapter 1

‘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...

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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...

Haunted A Halloween Drabble

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.

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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...

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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...

Haunted HouseChapter 1

Orange-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...

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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...

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"Why are we walking up here?" Brandon whined, as the six teens scampered up the steep stone steps that led up to the decrepit old mansion that lay on the edge of town. Brittany turned back to him, pivoting, like the cheerleader she was, on one foot. "Because of all the rumors that it's haunted, god, why else. Brad, talk to your brother." Spinning back around, Brandon thought he could see her panties as her pleated skirt swirled. She skipped a couple steps and caught up with her best...

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Laying awake in my room on the third night, I recapped the highlights of the evening in my head, while laying naked on my bed, ever so slowly stroking my cock. Natalie had really appreciated me bringing her the sandwiches. I ended up staying in the room with her for over five hours, just talking. By the end of the night, we were actually best friends, rather than it feeling like it. She was the sweetest girl, years ahead of her maturity. That was before age regression, as she now looked...

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Sandy handed me a tape cartridge. I put it in the deck and watched Mel, our little next door weasel getting it on with a voluptuous blonde in the middle of his living room. They talked for awhile, typical escort conversation, trying to loosen up the John. After a long and sensuous lap dance with him staying in his wheelchair, she sucked his cock. Leading her into his bedroom, he pulled himself onto his bed, not letting his fake paralyzed legs help. Then she straddled him, but he obviously...

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"How's Sandy?" asked Jock the Joke while the group of interviewers and I settled into our seats in the interrogation room. "Great," I said. "I could make her better," said the sleazebag with his patented sleazy smile. I thought of a million retorts but kept them to myself. Sweets and Joke sat with a man I didn't know. He had the conservative suit look of a Fed. I wondered who hid behind the glass, hoping for Nakamoto and fearing my dad's old friend Lieutenant Sam Kamalua. As the...

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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 form a zigzag chain of diamonds. The shide fluttered as I turned on the tatami mats...

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It all began on a bright and sunny day in late June, right at the end of her last semester of High School before the summer vacation. As she walked home from her last exam, Katie found actually herself feeling somewhat down at the prospect of not having school and homework to occupy her mind for two months. It had really bothered her that her parents had decided to move half way through the school year, and transplant Katie into an unfamiliar school several thousand miles away from her friends....

Haunted by the Futa Ghost 8 Ghostly Futa Sixty Nine

Chapter Eight: Ghostly Futa Sixty-Nine By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 NOTE: My apologies for failing to upload this part. I somehow overlooked it. I rubbed the polish carefully into the statue of Kanshu-no-Kami, the mighty kami wrestling the dread yokai Yokubō-no-Tako and keeping him imprisoned. I shuddered as I reached one of the octopus-like tentacles wrapped about Kanshu's leg. The artist who had sculpted the statute caught the features perfectly. But so long as I danced the...

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Chapter Fifteen: Futa Ghost's Naughty Exorcism By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 “No,” I cried out in grief and regret. “No, Ōjo-sama!” Tears fell from my eyes as shame overwhelmed me. I had failed her. I stared up at her beautiful form of Mitsuko-hime dangling from the branch of the pine tree, swaying in the breeze that groaned through the cursed woods. Her eyes bulged. Her white-painted face smeared by her tears. Her sandal had fallen off. I grasped her sock-clad foot. Slime soaked...

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Chapter Six: Banging My Gender-Swapped Girlfriend By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “You danced so beautifully in my dreams again,” my Ōjo-sama cooed in the steamy waters of the onsen. “You awakened such hungers in me, Sayuri-chan.” I blushed as I stood in the onsen's hot waters, my breasts rising and falling with the beat of my heart. We stood so close, our nipples almost touching, both hard. My pussy itched with the hungers shining in her eyes. “Thank you, Mitsuko-hime.” Her hand...

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Chapter Three: Hot Futa Ghost Threesome By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 My body buzzed as I returned from the onsen. My body was freshly washed, and my spirit was freshly cleansed by the soft lips of Mitsuko-hime. Today, as I washed her back in the steamy waters, my Ōjo-sama had turned, her gaze meeting mine. Our lips had come together, sharing a perfect kiss, a wondrous moment of taboo love. It could never be. We were both women. And she was the daimyo's daughter while I was a simple...

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My body buzzed as I returned from the onsen. My body was freshly washed, and my spirit was freshly cleansed by the soft lips of Mitsuko-hime. Today, as I washed her back in the steamy waters, my Ojo-sama had turned, her gaze meeting mine. Our lips had come together, sharing a perfect kiss, a wondrous moment of taboo love. It could never be. We were both women. And she was the daimyo’s daughter while I was a simple miko. But none of that had mattered while her lips were upon mine. I laughed...

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Chapter Nine: Futanari Fucks Her Bully By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “Will this work?” my Ōjo-sama asked, hugging me from behind. Her damp hair brushed my neck. She still wore it loose after our bath. Our love-making. “I do not know, Mitsuko-hime,” I whispered. “But I have to try. Tonight is the half-moon. The transition.” It was the last half-moon of Summer. The next would fall on the Autumn Equinox, and that night I had to perform the Kagura and help Kanshu-no-Kami keep the yokai...

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Chapter Two: Naughty Naked Selfies By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 My eyes widened at the sight of Mitsuko-hime standing naked in the onsen, steam rising around her breasts, droplets of water glistening on her curves and her brown nipples like diamonds turned into nectar. Her skin was pale, milky, so fair and perfect. Her hair was a black curtain pilling around her shoulders. Her eyes looked up, meeting mine. I trembled before the daimyo's daughter. I had seen her from afar, but never...

Haunted by the Past Ch 05

Charles Richards stayed the rest of Saturday with his wife Diana in her hospital room. He left for a few minutes to make a phone call in the lobby. He contacted an executive at the movie studio to make sure they notified her boss in Hawaii. Charles was not about to let her go back to that office. He also asked the studio executive if they would make arrangements with her boss to have their offices moved somewhere else on the lot… somewhere with better security. The executive assured him they...

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Lynda Curtis had realized the night she almost took advantage of her best friend’s husband that she had to let go of her feelings for Charles Richards. She didn’t want to ruin her friendship with Diana. A little over a week later, they had let her know that she was forgiven. Diana had even made that crazy offer to let her kiss and touch Charles…as long as Diana got to watch! There’s no way I could ever do that… Lynda still found Charles sexy as hell! And it was hard to try to tell her heart...

Haunted by the PastChapter 5

Charles Richards stayed the rest of Saturday with his wife Diana in her hospital room. He left for a few minutes to make a phone call in the lobby. He contacted an executive at the movie studio to make sure they notified her boss in Hawaii. Charles was not about to let her go back to that office. He also asked the studio executive if they would make arrangements with her boss to have their offices moved somewhere else on the lot ... somewhere with better security. The executive assured him...

Haunted by the PastChapter 7

Lynda Curtis had realized the night she almost took advantage of her best friend's husband that she had to let go of her feelings for Charles Richards. She didn't want to ruin her friendship with Diana. A little over a week later, they had let her know that she was forgiven. Diana had even made that crazy offer to let her kiss and touch Charles ... as long as Diana got to watch! There was no way she could ever do that ... Lynda still found Charles sexy as hell! And it was hard to try to...

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My eyes widened at the sight of Mitsuko-hime standing naked in the onsen, steam rising around her breasts, droplets of water glistening on her curves and her brown nipples like diamonds turned into nectar. Her skin was pale, milky, so fair and perfect. Her hair was a black curtain pilling around her shoulders. Her eyes looked up, meeting mine. I trembled before the daimyo’s daughter. I had seen her from afar, but never up so close. What was she doing in the onsen? Didn’t her father’s castle...

Haunted by the Futa GhostChapter 6 Banging My Gender Swapped Girlfriend

“You danced so beautifully in my dreams again,” my Ojo-sama cooed in the steamy waters of the onsen. “You awakened such hungers in me, Sayuri-chan.” I blushed as I stood in the onsen’s hot waters, my breasts rising and falling with the beat of my heart. We stood so close, our nipples almost touching, both hard. My pussy itched with the hungers shining in her eyes. “Thank you, Mitsuko-hime.” Her hand stroked my cheek. She cupped my face and pulled me closer. My heart beat faster and faster...

Haunted by the Futa GhostChapter 8 Ghostly Futa Sixty Nine

I rubbed the polish carefully into the statue of Kanshu-no-Kami, the mighty kami wrestling the dread yokai Yokubo-no-Tako and keeping him imprisoned. I shuddered as I reached one of the octopus-like tentacles wrapped about Kanshu’s leg. The artist who had sculpted the statute caught the features perfectly. But so long as I danced the Kagura on every equinox, Kanshu would keep the yokai trapped, protecting our province. Behind me, the slap of my father’s feet echoed through the shrine. He...

Haunted by the Futa GhostChapter 9 Futanari Fucks Her Bully

“Will this work?” my Ojo-sama asked, hugging me from behind. Her damp hair brushed my neck. She still wore it loose after our bath. Our love-making. “I do not know, Mitsuko-hime,” I whispered. “But I have to try. Tonight is the half-moon. The transition.” It was the last half-moon of Summer. The next would fall on the Autumn Equinox, and that night I had to perform the Kagura and help Kanshu-no-Kami keep the yokai imprisoned beneath the shrine. And not long after that, Mitsuko-hime would...

Haunted by the Futa GhostChapter 15 Futa Ghost rsquo s Naughty Exorcism

“No,” I cried out in grief and regret. “No, Ojo-sama!” Tears fell from my eyes as shame overwhelmed me. I had failed her. I stared up at her beautiful form of Mitsuko-hime dangling from the branch of the pine tree, swaying in the breeze that groaned through the cursed woods. Her eyes bulged. Her white-painted face smeared by her tears. Her sandal had fallen off. I grasped her sock-clad foot. Slime soaked her sock, covered my hand. I jumped back, gaining my feet. Shadows writhed around her...

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My name is Lucy, and I own the Roadhouse. So, what's the Roadhouse? Basically, it's a bar, although we also have a not bad kitchen, so we do meals in the evening, and snacks all night until about an hour before closing. I'm ex-military, although you might not guess it to look at me. I was actually a Special Forces commando, in armies that allowed women into combat roles. I can certainly handle myself in a fight, as more than one man has found out at the wrong moment. While I do love a...

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I had watched Misty from afar for as long as he could remember. We grew up next door to one another, but she was everything I wasn’t, cool, popular, and athletic. I sometimes thought I was invisible, I did well in school, but no one but the teachers knew I existed.Misty was a quandary though, she was so popular in school, but I never saw any friends at her house. In fact, I never saw her leave her house once home from school. I had a cool treehouse that overlooked both our back yards, and on...

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SRU: The Roadhouse by Corvus corax (Raven) Comma and Asterix looked at each other and sighed. Both of the deliverymen were hot, sweaty and very, very tired. On days like today, when it was 100 degrees in the shade, with 90 % humidity, it didn't pay to be moving around large pieces of magical equipment. Asterix continued to gaze over from the passenger seat of the SRU van to Comma, who was behind the wheel. He slumped down a little further into his seat. "Man! I sure could use...

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The HouseboatThe small inflatable boat glided up to the big Gibson houseboat that was anchored out in the back country of the lower keys. The houseboat had been there for over a month now and a young couple lived on it full time. They had made ever effort to find a home in Key West, but no luck. There just never was anything available in the area that met their price range. The husband, Harry Adams, had equipped the boat with enough solar panels and a wind driven generator to furnish all...

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I shut off a table saw and heard the faint sound of crying coming from the treehouse. Concerned, I quietly climbed the ladder. My head poked over the edge, where I found Jodie, holding her phone and sobbing into her knees. I climbed the rest of the way into the treehouse and pit my hand on her shoulders. She looked up at me in surprise. "Daddy! Wha-?" "It's okay, sweetheart. What's wrong?" I asked, as gently as I could. Through her broken crying and restarting her sentences several...

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The footer at Penthouse Gold stamps a 2008 copyright date on the joint, which means it’s old as hell in Internet years. I bet all the old fuckers remember the Penthouse name from long before that, though. The brand got its start as an old-school paper porn rag in England way back in 1965, and I know some of you had your first fap to your dad or your grandpa’s copies hidden under his mattress. Before the Internet, these guys were some of the biggest names in the business alongside Playboy and...

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Hilde patted the edges of her mouth with the linen napkin. Looking to her husband, he smiled and placed his cutlery in a perfect line on his empty plate.“Very good, you have certainly passed this aspect of the interview with flying colours.”Graciously, I nodded my head, “You are welcome, I like cooking, even more so for other people.”Noticing their wine glasses were a quarter full, I scuttled around the table to charge them. I topped up their water glasses too.“Would you like the cheese board...

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If I had been told on my sixteenth birthday, that I would end up working as a houseboy, I would’ve advised the forecaster of that statement to sign up for some psychological evaluation. That, however, is exactly what happened by the time I had turned seventeen-years-old.To fully explain how this came about, I am afraid that I now have to embark on a two-part history lesson:Firstly, after my mother had left my dad and me when I was eight-years-old, my father continued to be employed as a foreman...

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Harry’s life as a Phyllis’s houseboy had turned out to be better than the situation of many of his contemporaries. A sponsored male in New Order Britain wasn’t under the sort of constant surveillance, harassment, and suspicion of subversion that un-sponsored males had to put up with. And besides, Phyllis had turned out to be a reasonable sponsor. The dream at school had been to be picked out as some girl’s life-partner but, realistically, that didn’t happen to more than a handful of men....

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He became tempted by an old Light house on the south west coast of England which was going up for sale by auction. Being the only person at the auction who was willing to commit to the responsibility of renovating and maintaining the historic structure meant that he won the bidding straight away without competition. Using money borrowed from his parents and the bank, it was to be his heart filled project converting it into a home for him to live, whilst abiding by the rules of keeping the...

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THE LIGHTHOUSE TOP OF THE LIGHTHOUSE By Wolff ?2006 Wolfwerks She was obsessed with the old lighthouse. She did not know if it was its blatant phallic form or the white light on the top ? now extinguished ? or something else, but it held a siren call for her. When she mentioned it would be nice to watch fireworks from it, he said with exasperation, ?You want a lighthouse? I?ll GIVE you a lighthouse AND fireworks. Oh yes!? Oh the Fourth of July, at dusk, he made her drive them to the...

Haunted by the Futa Ghost 12 Fucking the Futa Ghost

Chapter Twelve: Fucking the Futa Ghost By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 My joyful night had turned to ash. Hangetsu, the great Kami of change and transformation, took an entire cycle of the moon to remake me. So I wasn't there at the shrine to dance the Kagura and bolster Kanshu-no-Kami in his endless battle to keep the dread yokai Yokubō-no-Tako imprisoned. It was my most important duty as the miko of the shrine. My father was dead, and the yokai had escaped, possessing Daimyo Tōdō...

Haunted by the Futa Ghost 14 Futa Ghost s Naughty Memories

Chapter Fourteen: Futa Ghost's Naughty Memories By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 My blood-soaked shide hissed down at the yokai-possessed Daimyo. Blood streamed from his face, wounded by my first exorcism attempt. Mitsuko-hime, my lovely Ōjo-sama, screamed in terror, not understanding what I was doing, and threw herself over her father. I had a moment of frozen time, Mitsuko-hime staring up at me, tears streaking the white makeup coating her face. She looked like a crying doll. I had to...

Haunted by the Futa Ghost 13 Possessed by the Futa Ghost

Chapter Thirteen: Possessed by the Futa Ghost By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 I gripped my gohei as I thrust my hand at the rice paper door. The roars of Mitsuko's possessed father resounded through it. Shadows moved. A woman moaned, the same throaty sounds that I had brought forth from my Ōjo-sama during our time at the onsen. The sounds of pleasure. Of orgasms. “You must free him,” Mitsuko-hime begged. “Please, Sayuri-chan.” “I will,” I told her, trembling. So much had...

Haunted by the Futa Ghost 11 Slimed by the Tentacle Monster

Chapter Eleven: Slimed by the Tentacle Monster By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 I was energized as I raced down the path lit by the half-full moon. Transformed. Changed. Futanari. I did it. I made contact with the great Kami Hangetsu, a deity both male and female, changing back and forth with the cycle of the moon. But when it was half-full, the Kami was both. And now so I was I. I had a dick. My clit turned into a hard, throbbing cock. My Ōjo-sama would be so impressed. I promised...

Haunted by the Futa Ghost 1 Virgin Taken by the Futa Ghost

Chapter One: Virgin Taken by the Futa Ghost By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 I ran through the dark forest, branches reaching for my long hair, my heart hammering in my chest. This place was cursed. Yokai and Onryō stalked between the tangle of trees and maze of roots bursting out of the broken, folded ground. “Mitsuko-hime,” I called, my words swallowed by the dark trees. “Please, Mitsuko-hime, don't do this. I'm sorry.” Everything had gone so wrong today. It was supposed to be...

Haunted by the Past Ch 11

The group was pleased to learn when they arrived at the nightclub of The Riviera in Las Vegas that the concierge had arranged for all of their drinks to be ‘on the house.’ They only had to pay for their dinners. Everyone ordered their favorites from the menu. They chatted and laughed as they sipped on drinks while they waited for their meals to arrive. Diana Richards was chatting with her best friend Lynda Seldon. Lynda’s eyes widened as she glanced up beside her. Diana looked up quickly when...

Haunted by the Past Ch 06

Jonathan North and Barbara Adams undressed each other as they made their way through her house. His jacket and tie were dropped on the living room couch. Her blouse was left at the beginning of the hallway when he backed her up against the wall. He unbuttoned it slowly, grinding his throbbing dick against her the whole time. Then she did the same thing. She pushed him against the opposite wall as she unbuttoned his shirt. She paused to kiss and lick his fairly smooth chest as he struggled to...

Haunted by the Past Ch 12

Charles and Diana Richards finally fell asleep sometime after four o’clock from sheer physical exhaustion. They woke up the next morning around ten o’clock only because their stomachs were starting to growl. They smiled sleepily at each other and kissed tenderly for a moment. They groaned softly as they lifted their tired, messy bodies off the bed and headed for the bathroom. They showered and dressed in silence. Their eyes watched each other nearly every moment…the unspoken words still...

Haunted by the Past Ch 09

‘Tu tienes una lengua y los dedos muy talentosos, mi amor,’ Dawn Williams purred to her fiancé Rick Estevez as they reclined on a chaise lounge. She complimented his talented fingers and tongue. He had feasted on her and given her several orgasms after they climbed out of the pool at Charles and Diana’s house. All their friends were inside making use of the bedrooms. This has turned into one hell of an afternoon cookout and pool party… ‘Me encanta la forma en que sus pétalos abiertos tan...

Haunted by the Past Ch 08

Diana Richards heard her husband Charles saying something about John Wayne. She saw how the look on his face changed as he practically dropped a platter onto the picnic table. Oh, God…he knows it’s true… When they had met that day in the hospital after her attack, Wayne had given nothing of his emotions away… He’d only looked concerned! But Charles must’ve figured out that he still loves me, too… Lynda had also picked up on something. She asked Diana what was going on. Diana swallowed...

Haunted by the Past Ch 10

Rick Estevez was suddenly nervous. Dawn had ordered him to take her to bed and make love to her. He’d been steadfastly holding off. He knew in his heart that once their bodies were that intimately joined, he’d never be closer to heaven on earth again. Dawn flipped on the light switch just inside the door after he closed it. He turned it off again. He walked to where light was filtering in around the covered windows, found the cord and opened the drapes. The room was bathed in a softer light...

Haunted by the Past Ch 04

Why am I so jumpy… Diana Richards leaned down to pick up another piece of paper that she dropped on the floor. It was Friday, July 13, 1956. She had stayed at her office until seven o’clock to catch up on some work, and was taking some home to look at over the weekend. It’s Friday the 13th again and Charles is gone…maybe that’s why I’m so nervous. If I could just shake this feeling that someone was watching me again… Her husband Charles was out of town. He’d left that morning to go to...

Haunted by the Past Ch 14

Tuesday morning, November 20, 1956, Tom Seldon picked up his FBI partner Charles Richards for work. The police officers assigned to watch the Richards’ house that morning escorted his wife Diana to the movie studio where she worked. They informed her that the officers assigned to watch for the evening would meet her at the front gate of the studio at around five o’clock to escort her home. Detective Jonathan North called her at lunchtime. There hadn’t been any further sightings of the bastard...

Haunted by the Past Ch 15

Just before eight o’clock, Agents Charles Richards and Tom Seldon and Assistant Director Peter Woods were getting ready to leave the FBI office in Los Angeles to head to the Richards’ residence. Charles suddenly felt a wrenching twist in his gut and heard the sound of his wife Diana’s voice screaming his name inside his head. Almost at the exact same moment, the phone at the front desk of the office rang. One of the evening duty personnel answered it. ‘Agent Richards, it’s for you....

Haunted by the Past Ch 02

His apartment was about ten minutes away from hers, closer to the FBI office. Charles Richards had a two bedroom, one bath apartment on the third floor of a newer building. It was more spacious than Diana’s tiny one bedroom apartment. His living room, kitchen and dining area was the size of her whole apartment. He told her to stay inside and look around while he made several trips to get her things. She discovered that one of the bedrooms was used strictly for storage. He didn’t have a lot of...

Haunted by the Past Ch 13

Charles and Diana Richards spent Sunday afternoon, November 4, 1956 with her parents. Retired Air Force Colonel John G. Maitland and Josephine VanDorn Maitland enjoyed the interesting sights around Los Angeles. They had come for Charles and Diana’s birthday party the night before and were only in town for a few days. Then they took them to their home in Brentwood. Her parents spent the late afternoon resting on the patio in the warm sun, enjoying the view of the ocean in the distance while...

Haunted by the Past Ch 03

Her best friend Lynda Curtis had admitted that she had feelings for her husband Charles. Diana Richards suspected that Lynda hadn’t told her just how deep her feelings were. I’ll have to start paying attention to how you act around him so I can figure out if it’s just a deep physical attraction or if your emotions are getting too involved… I know I don’t have anything to worry about where Charles is concerned—he’s a one-woman man and I know he loves me beyond reason… But I’m worried about...

Haunted Fate

Laura knew something wasn’t quite right the minute she entered their apartment. The upside down coffee table and a scrawled sign on the television that shouted, ‘WATCH THE TAPE’, tipped her off. ‘Oh, brother. Must be time for another mission improbable.’ Grabbing the remote control, she turned on the TV and pushed play. The screen filled with the dim shape of a man lying face down with wrists bound behind his back and his ankles tied together. The lifeless hands frozen in a claw shape and...

Haunted House Pt I

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...

Haunted Hospital Mishap

I looked at the broken floor below me, realizing that I was an idiot. This wasn’t something any sane person would do. In fact, anyone with a measurable amount of common sense wouldn’t have come near a place full of rusted metal and broken floors. Looking across the way, the small kitten stared at me, almost as if he were mocking me. ‘I hate cats,’ I muttered to myself. And I did. I had never liked them. They were like tiny demons ready to destroy your ankles, your shoes, and anything else that...

Haunted Necklace

A woman is walking out of an antique store holding a black box in a bag. Inside the box was a beautiful diamond necklace. Honestly, it’s no wonder she bought it, it was dirt-cheap compared to other diamonds of its size. What she doesn’t know is that you, a powerful spirit named Ethane, were silently slumbering within. You were killed by a witch in a bygone era, your soul used to curse a necklace that could control someone. She planned to use it to make a slave or a test subject of some kind but...

Haunted by Demons

"Happy Birthday, Jane," shouted a room full of people as you walked through the front door. Today is your 18th birthday, and honestly, you're not too surprised to find your family and friends hosting your surprise party. Smiling at the assorted well-wishers you glow with excitement as your mom presents you with a massive cake, "Thanks, everyone! Wow, it looks really good!" So you enjoyed the cake, the various presents and the attention... and tried not to notice a sulking figure leaning in a...

Haunted House Of Lust

Jim finally secured the last cardboard packaging box with tape, grabbing a chubby marker pen and writing its fragile contents in large block letters upon its face. He pleasingly tapped on top of the box as he felt an overwhelming sense of relief, now that all their moving preparations had been completed before they departed later today onto the next chapter of their lives. ‘It’s all done’, Jim called to his adopted daughters’ live in carer Yunhee; as sixteen years ago Jim and his wife Linda...

Haunted kitten

I love my aunt Traci. We have a bond no mortal can touch. I melt in her hand when she nibbles my wet nipples. .. her hands magically tear my skin. Her hands upon my vagina gently stroking my curls..kissing methere...ahhh... my immortal love... her fingers spread my legs like a magic spell twirling her lips around my vagina. With wicked kiss on my nipple she whispered softly ‘ tonight..’ her hands upon my breasts squeezed. Massaging... tugged, and pinching my nipple slowly. Sliding herself...

Haunted Hospital Mishap

I looked at the broken floor below me, realizing that I was an idiot. This wasn't something any sane person would do. In fact, anyone with a measurable amount of common sense wouldn't have come near a place full of rusted metal and broken floors. Looking across the way, the small kitten stared at me, almost as if he were mocking me. "I hate cats," I muttered to myself. And I did. I had never liked them. They were like tiny demons ready to destroy your ankles, your shoes, and anything else that...

Haunted Hot Tub

Note - All characters and scenarios contained in this story are pure fiction. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead is purely coincidental. The type of hot tub described in the story does not exist. The religious practices as they are described are not, as far as the author knows, actual, and are perversions of parts of religious rituals found through a couple of web-searches. If you are a practitioner of a Pagan religion or kundalini yoga and feel you might be offended by a fictional...

Haunted

Time crept by that Friday. He knew he had to attend the party later that evening with his wife. It was his worst nightmare coming true. He tried to tell her and anyone else that would listen that he was NOT a social person. The phone on his desk rang, bringing him out of his deepening gloom. "Hello. Jack speaking." A voice quite unlike any he had heard before, dripping with menace and dread, stated "Your world will be destroyed tonight. You will die." "Who is this? What game are you...

Haunted HouseChapter 4

The Smithers giggled, sitting at the kitchen table. Mr. Smither poured his tea from the cup into the saucer and blew over the top, and then brought it to his lips. He slurped and belched loudly. Mrs. Smither stared at the old, ugly figure as her finger twirled inside her ear trying to dislodge something bothering her. "Too bad that boy won't be around," Mrs. Smither said, her eyes going vacant as she reminisced. "He had a nice hard cock. Not like the wimpy one I'm used to." "Well,...

Haunted MansionChapter 2

"What does this mean?" Ginger asked us, looking around nervously. "I'm getting kind of scared." Natalie whimpered. "Me too, our families will be looking for us." Kaci said as she gave her friend a hug. "Everyone try your cell phones!" I almost yelled, not believing that we hadn't thought of that yet. To my disappointment, there was no signal. I tried 911. Nothing. Looking around I saw the same look of disappointment on everyone's faces as they looked at their phones. "Desires...

Haunted MansionChapter 3

I slowly began to realize that sunlight was pouring through the drapes on my window. A sense of dread overcame me as I realized that I had fucked an underage girl last night. Or was that a dream? No it was real, all the details were racing back to me. Wait. Her boobs, her massive clit. My longer dick. Muscles. Looking down, it was confirmed. While before I had no definition and pretty scrawny muscles, I now had some muscle mass, with tone! I stood up and admired my new naked body in the...

Haunted MansionChapter 4

Waking up an hour or so later, I finally pulled my clothes back on, and left the study. Only two doors down I heard the unmistakable sounds of sex. Peering into the sitting room, I was taken back at the sight I saw. My brother was standing tall, naked, and proud, as Kaci was working over his thick cock with her hands and mouth. Their relative height difference meant that she only had to hunch over slightly in order to somehow wedge his think head into her dainty mouth. Her hands roughly...

Haunted MansionChapter 5

Right as we stepped out into the hallway, we ran into a very naked Kaci, who was covered in drying cum. Immediately blushing, she stammered "I'm excuse me, just trying to find a shower..." "I'll show her, along with the clothes" I said. "Okay fine, I'll go find the others. Meet in the kitchen in half an hour." Brittany ordered, before walking off. "Try the downstairs master bedroom, its where I left them" Turning to me. "What about clothes?" Kaci asked hopefully, her hands...

Haunted MansionChapter 6

"Mmmmmh" I groaned to myself, as I came in my dream. But the second I finished, it felt like a half-dozen girls were giving me a blowjob at once. Pretty soon I couldn't take it anymore, and began humping, leading to release. And the dream cycled over and over ... until. I slowly began to realize that it wasn't a dream. In each of my hands was a heavy boob, and my dick was slipping rapidly in and out of Brittany. I couldn't see her in the complete blackness of the night, but it was...

Haunted by the PastChapter 3

Her best friend Lynda Curtis had admitted that she had feelings for her husband Charles. Diana Richards suspected that Lynda hadn't told her just how deep her feelings were. She'd have to start paying attention to how Lynda acted around him so she could figure out if it was just a deep physical attraction or if her emotions were getting too involved... She knew she didn't have anything to worry about where Charles was concerned—he was a one-woman man and she knew he loved her beyond...

Haunted by the PastChapter 4

Why am I so jumpy... Diana Richards leaned down to pick up another piece of paper that she dropped on the floor. It was Friday, July 13, 1956. She had stayed at her office until seven o'clock to catch up on some work, and was taking some home to look at over the weekend. It was Friday the 13th again and Charles was gone ... maybe that was why she was so nervous. If she could just shake the feeling that someone was watching her again... Her husband Charles was out of town. He'd left that...

Haunted by the PastChapter 6

Jonathan North and Barbara Adams undressed each other as they made their way through her house. His jacket and tie were dropped on the living room couch. Her blouse was left at the beginning of the hallway when he backed her up against the wall. He unbuttoned it slowly, grinding his throbbing dick against her the whole time. Then she did the same thing. She pushed him against the opposite wall as she unbuttoned his shirt. She paused to kiss and lick his fairly smooth chest as he struggled to...

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