In the basement, where Alice had led Devin, they share a kiss, in that damp room where she and Devin’s father made love all those 50 years ago. Alice had unbuttoned her shirt, revealed her breasts to Devin, and started to reach for her panties, which she pulled down. She started fingering herself, and actually came in the process, and Devin just stood there, rock hard below. Alice unzipped Devin’s pants, revealed his hard cock, and actually inserted it immediately inside of her. Devin was experiencing pure and perverse bliss, and he carried Alice by her hips to the wall, where he continued to do her, up and down, thrusting in and out, to the delight of Alice. Devin wanted to cum outside, but Alice forced Devin to stay inside, grabbed him by his butt cheeks, and told him to cum for her inside of her. Devin did, and so did Alice, and the two still continued to fuck each other’s brains out. Alice now bended over, stretched both of her legs, and received Devin, who seemingly did not grow tired. Devin continued to fuck Alice, and fuck her. This went on for what seemed like hours, as Alice and Devin continued to cum, with moments where Alice would swallow Devin and she would swallow all of his cum and where Devin was sprayed of Alice’s cum when he licked her ferociously. Alice continued to fuck the tired Devin, and fucked him and fucked him. Alice was now dominating Devin, who wanted to stop what they were doing, and continued to fuck him, showing unprecedented force, as she pushed him to the ground. Devin was powerless, was extremely tired, exhausted, as though every last breath was taken from under him. Still, Alice continued her way with Devin.
After so many hours, there was a loud scream coming from the basement, that of Devin’s
Jeremy had arrived in the school grounds, seemingly too late, as he found his son, his boxers in his calves, his shirt ripped, and him naked and humiliated, lying dead, bleeding from the head on the front of the school grounds, where Alice was found some 50 years ago.
Rain continued to pour heavily that night in Oaks.
LeMort’s Ash
“Ooooohh suck me hard baby… Oh yeah.”
It was a repetitive statement that sounded in the corridors of LeMort Condominium.
Some may view such words as inappropriate but for the people living in LeMort, it was something common to the ears. The same set of sounds (or somewhat different depending on the man making it) emanates from a particular room in the building because of a very, very complicated story. A story that when told to someone of good sanity, would instantly question yours. It was something hard to explain right from the beginning because the woman behind it is unseen to the naked eye.
Her name was Ash.
Ash was once a student living quietly in the condominium. She was the silent type and pretty much had no friends around. In fact, pretty much is not the proper term – she really had no friends around. No one from that building really knew her personality but in terms physical appearance, Ash’s body speaks for itself. She had a fairly round and stiff boobs, her hips are “juicy” and quite attractive to the dick’s sensation; her extremities are long but not too thin. Everything about her body is just perfect.
With a body that speaks straight to penis’ mojo, male guys that live in the LeMort places Ash on their wet dreams. She was that irresistible. Several tried to initiate contact just by starting out as friends but unlucky them, Ash closes the door just right before a small window opens.
Then one day, the people in LeMort wondered why Ash was accompanied by someone. Everyone was much intrigued and preoccupied with Ash’s mysterious aura so the slightest peculiarities in her activities drew too much attention and speculations. The guy with her that time looked like an average Joe but there was just something wrong. Ash was not the type of interacting with male guys, much less letting them enter her room.
That night, the guy was screaming out of pure pleasure. It was totally unexpected, so unexpected that a great metaphor would be winning the lottery for three straight times for three straight days. Therefore, it was very obvious that the two were having some kind of carnal fun of sorts. This caused extreme jealousness among the male guys that sexually desired Ash. Some masturbated while thinking that Ash’s cave was their hands covered in lotion, while the more aggressive ones planned to corner the man thereafter.
That night proved to be a long one for the guys who planned to stay up the entire night. But as the sweet and soft breath of slumber visited them, it was time to sleep and wait for what was in store the next day.
To their surprise, Ash did not appear on the day they expected her to. As a matter of fact, the guy was also unseen after the event.
For the following days that passed after Ash’s unexpected visitor, she remained to be “lost”. Some thought that she might have eloped with the guy, changed school schedule, hiding because of shame, among others. LeMort’s residents were beginning to lose track of what they have for their lives and focused on Ash’s instead.
Concerned (in reality nosy) ladies of the building tried to knock on the door to check on Ash, but to no avail. Inside the room, activities could be heard giving the impression of having fun but the person inside it seemed to have locked herself in for good.
Fast forward to several more months, all people – literally all – in LeMort gave up on Ash. Some believed that she became a monster, some say she died and it was her ghost playing around, younger ones submit that she just want not to get noticed, and the like. All of these remained mere speculations and up to now, no one is yet to unlock what is the real score behind Ash’s disappearance and apparent presence.
Perhaps the only issue that was serious is the fact that all males that go inside the room, apparently, does not return.
***
Grizzly Grant is a popular paranormal hunter that was commissioned to cover Ash’s story. He researched the entire thing and did not believe it. What he believed in is his personal “fact” that Ash only does not want to be seen by her nosy neighbors. In fact, that has been the case for millions of people – avoid someone and more likely, that someone will not see you. But for the sake of having something to earn, he had to make the story sell. Several strategies were already on the go in case the set of facts goes along with it. For example, when the LeMort residents say that Ash only moves at night and proves that all guys that go with her never returns, he will do a vampire story. Likewise, if the mystery occurs during full moon, he will link it lycanthropy, and so on.
Before he left for New York City, Grizzly decided to give his girlfriend a temporary goodbye fuck.
“Hey Joan, I’m headed for New York tomorrow.”
“What is it this time?”
“It’s still uncertain. But I’m sure it’s probably the same bullshit. No man in his right mind would believe me anyway so I just have to exaggerate it to entertain freaks.”
“Whatever you say, just make sure that you don’t cheat on me there.”
“Hey, that was totally irrelevant. Why do you have to be paranoid every time I go out of the state?”
“Look at you; you can even fuck with a male if you insist. You already betrayed me once and I would not allow it again.”
Losing arguments to throw his fiancé, Grizzly just approached the scolding lady and hugged her from the back. While he was cuddling his future wife, he took the opportunity to stick out his dick on the latter’s ass. His dick was not yet erect, but he had to. Joan felt it and got a little bit horny. It has been her fetish being dry humped by anyone.
“I was wrong babe. You want to punish me for it again?” said Grizz, showing some hint of fake remorse.
Joan was weak when it comes to Grizz’s irresistible charm.
“Babe, stop it.”
But Grizz’s dick was already stiff deep in her ass. It gave Grizz quite a pleasure because dry humping is one of his fetishes as well.
“You ready?”
Joan decided she was and it’s her turn to dominate. In fact, she always dominates in their fuck sessions.
Without saying if she was ready to fuck, Joan threw all the things in the kitchen counter.
Her hands grazed swiftly in it and did not care if breakables would get destroyed, for horniness is capable of blocking out even the simplest of emotions. She tore Grizz’s pajamas and went straight for the cock. She sucked it. Her sucking motion was too intense that it gave Grizz quite a pain.
“Babe, you’re hurting me.”
But Joan was heating up. Her horniness was combined with anger and uncertainty that her “sucking” just got a little tougher. At one point, she even forgot her lips from covering her teeth and as expected, it hit the root of Grizz’s giant cock.
“OOUUUCHHH!” Grizz screamed.
Joan misconstrued this as a sexual provocation and decided to go further. She secreted more saliva to make her fiancé’s dick wet. After that, she compressed her mouth, pressed her lips against the teeth, moisturized everything with a little bit more saliva, and went for it. It was non-stop this time.
Her head was moving up and down at a consistent pace and Grizz was beginning to like it. So from sitting down, he laid his back on the counter to let Joan do what she’s good at. He was now seconds away from orgasm – that’s how Joan is good at cock sucking. She can always let a guy feel the same pleasure even if it reached the point of being “too used to it”.
On the other hand, Joan was still on her complete concentration. She was having fun playing with Grizz’s abnormally huge and fat dick. It fit her mouth pretty well but at times, she would remove it and jerk the big thing off while licking and sucking the balls.
Grizz was going insane and Joan felt it because the former raised his ass a little higher.
“Joan, please, go for it.”
I’ll go for it then, Joan told herself. She now sucked the dick while jerking it off. Grizz, now on the brink of an atomic explosion, completely rose up, pulled Joan’s hair, and made the motion to suit his dick’s pace.
“FUCK YOU!!!”
Grizz was still saying “FUCK YOU” when his cum shot inside Joan’s mouth. He did not need to see the actual amount of cum but based on what he had expelled, it was over a cup. The stream of cum that flowed inside his penis’ body was just too much and provided good warmth internally. Some dripped off from Joan’s mouth, but the latter just collected the scattered ones and drank it with the whole stuff.
“That’s nasty Joan. How many times would I have to tell you that you should snap out of eating my cum? That’s just so fucking uncool,” said Girzzly, completely disgusted.
Joan was licking her fingers for some cum left. She did not mind what her fiancé was saying. She found cum to be extremely delicious and capable of turning her into a total monster. Aside from that, Joan also believed in the medicinal claims of the sperm cell like its nutritional value, potential to regenerate skin, makes one younger, etc.
Now that Joan took a dose of her favorite vitamin, she was ready for another hot round.
“Grizz, where’s my goodbye fuck? I’m feeling really horny.”
“Hey, you’re not satisfied yet?” said a reluctant Grizz. But suddenly, he decided that showing an air of being reluctant is not the best idea because it can be a good source of conflict.
“WHAT? You don’t want to fuck me then? I knew it. I knew you are not having fun with me anymore.”
Oh fuck, wrong move Grizz, reverse what you fucking said, Grizz told himself.
“NO! Of course, no. You know I want to fuck no one else but you. I just said that because I thought you were already tired,” Grizz said. But in the back of his head, he was growing tired of his fiancé’s constant emotional blackmailing.
“Come on then, let’s go up to the new room. You and I are going to have a night to remember. You’ll be away for several weeks so make it good, alright?”
“Okay, you control me then. Yah?” Grizz said pretending to like Joan do it but in fact, he was just not feeling creative and wanted to get things over as soon as possible. He was aware that New York is home to beautiful girls who wear tight and ultra short shorts and worn out polo as tops. Knowing that just gave him enough motivation.
That night, their position was doggie style (as dictated by Joan).
Grizz’s hand was gripped tightly on Joan’s ass while he was rocking from behind. Joan was kneeling, with all her head rested on the pillow, enjoying every inch of her beloved’s magic stick. It was pretty loud in the room because of the meat-like sound brought upon by the interaction of the partner’s fleshes, moaning of Grizz and the frantic shouts of Joan. Everything around was also shaking because of the intensity. At one point, even a statuette fell but did not break.
Grizz was going intense because his orgasm was nearing, but it was inconsistent. He felt it go away at times when he misses a tight point. So to battle the issue of his dick, he went on a steady grinding motion, thinking it was his office mate he was fucking with. Grizz loved Joan more than anything but he just finds a sex life shared by him with a solo girl quite boring so there were times where temptation visits him.
Oh fuck, why can’t I cum?
“Grizz? Babe? I’m about to cum. Are you near yet?”
What the fuck. I’m so screwed.
Grizz thought of the best excuse.
“Babe. Yes, I’m about to. But I’ll have to wait. We will not see each other for a long time so I might as well make it extremely good.”
“Okay babe. Oh fuck, yeah. Do it harder.”
Grizz just dodged a bullet. He just concentrated what he was doing that time and after a while, he exploded right inside Joan’s body.
Once again, it is better to reiterate that Grizz loves his beloved woman dearly. He wants to spend his entire life with no other than her.
The next day, Grizz left home a happy guy.
***
New York, 5:00pm.
The wind is pretty hazy that day in Manhattan but the overall feel of the place was still New York.
New York, make my dreams come true. Make me popular, Grizz whispered to himself upon stepping at the curb that landed him to the big apple. His schedule was fully booked for that day so there was no time to take leisure trips. Grizz went on to search his first spot and it was, of course, the hotel. The note further indicated that there will be a certain Iroj Neerahn that would orient him to his mission. With no time to waste, he called a cab and went straight for his destination.
“The so-called ghost of LeMort is a woman that allegedly copulates with a male person every night. No one is pretty sure how a man manages to go inside the room. Some believe that it is also an illusion, but there are those who vehemently suggests that the ‘ghosts’’ partners are actually people who managed to inadvertently enter the room. As of now, no one managed to back up their respective ideas. It’s because the room is literally unreachable, even the window from the outside is literally painted with black. No one alive entered the place since the moment our subject was lost.”
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