WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 110: The Haunted Fuck House (14)

“August 27 – Mr. Stevenson gently pushed Serena down on her back, flat against the ebony surface of the piano. Covering her with his body, he began to kiss her neck and breasts while she ran her fingers to the hair at the base of his head. He continued his seduction by placing his hands on either side of her head and pulling loose the pins that held her hair, he then threaded his fingers into a secure grip to ravish her mouth. His tongue was quite persuasive and unable to breath she felt quite faint, until he lifted his lips and began to use his mouth on her naked breasts. His lurid tongue made short work of tantalizing her nipples until they stood at attention to the workings of his lips.

She told me in stunned surprise that she felt as if she was melting in place when she felt his hands invade the slit between her legs. His fingers began to slip and slide their way through the delicate folds of her private area until she moaned in lust at the feelings he was awakening.

The hands that were once playing in his hair were now clutching his arms to keep them close to her burning body. Feeling a sudden loss of pressure on her breasts, she raised her head to see him disappear past her abdomen. Suddenly she felt something exceedingly moist and probing on her private parts and after a moment’s revelation realized that the man now had his mouth over her womanhood.

Her own hands muffled her soft shriek, when she realized that it was his tongue now probing her most intimate folds. She swooned at the thought and sensation of his lips moving over her private area and was jolted to sudden awareness as she felt his tongue impale the opening that was deep between her legs. Her hands were again buried deep in his hair as her moans of lust filled the room. His animal grunts of pleasure filled the air,

and time stopped when she reached a peak of excitement that had her shrieking in pleasure. He continued with his lips and tongue until her pants of lust fell away to soft groans of completion.

She felt him lift his lips and raising her head she looked deeply into his eyes and watched as his hands moved to lift his organ into place. Anticipating what was to come she lay still until she felt the first hard thrust bury deep within her. Gasping in delight, he grunted, thinking that he was the first to breach her maidenhead since her sheath was so tight. He pulled back and then spreading her legs wider thrust his hips forward until he was buried to the hilt. Not giving her time to catch her breath he started thrusting in and out with the spirit of a young man. Grunting, and heaving he leaned forward to arch further over her, and managed to slide his manhood against her exposed pleasure point. She was in the throes of a violent pleasurable experience once again.

Hearing her gasps of pleasure set his own pleasure to its peak and he tightened for one last thrust as he grasped her nipples to tweak them once again. Mounding her firm breasts in his hands, he shook with the pleasure of his release and after finally sending the last spurts of his seed deep within her he leaned over to suckle her nipples in pleasure.

Standing next to him, Mr. Jones patted him on the back and urged him to help him turn Serena’s heated body over onto her stomach on the cool piano. Swooning in pleasure of feeling two men’s hands on her body, she wasn’t prepared for the salacious kiss that was pressed to her naked buttocks. She felt a pair of strong hands pull her legs open while another slapped her ass cheeks teasingly. Long fingers began to rub and massage the soft mounds and she felt the cool air fall between the globes as they parted.

She flushed at being looked at in such a private place and wondered what the men were doing. With each pass of the hands, she felt her legs slide on the hips of the man that held her. In fact, it seemed as if he were drawing closer as her legs were being spread wider as each moment passed. Suddenly fingers were playing with her nether lips and she felt the first tentative touch of hot flesh at her opening.

A deep thrust into the depths of her body and she felt her womanhood being stretched in a new way, from a deeper angle. Mr. Jones toyed with her, pulling in and out, in and out, until his member sat at the tight ring of her opening. Feeling fingers once again playing with her pleasure point she was at first distracted until she felt a hot pressure slightly higher up.

Shock held her in place when she felt his member at her darkest place. She couldn’t imagine what he was doing until she felt the first tentative push into her private passage. The shock of his first thrust was countered by the fingers that were tweaking her pleasure point. The pleasure and pain were mixed and then dissolved as he thrust deeply into her dark place. The movement in her deep passage was incredibly arousing as the fingers played with her engorged excitement in front.

Sobs of excitement fell from her lips as the man covered her completely with his body as he thrust into her depths. His firm hips bounced off her plush ass checks with vigor as he sought his release and the man who played with her below kept her on the edge of excitement until with one mighty thrust and groan the man that thrust into her above was met by the man who sucked her pleasure point into his mouth. Her screams of joy filled the room as her body twisted and heaved in every direction until the tips of her toes curled in glee.

Tears of pleasure coursed down her cheek as she fell to the cool ebony on the piano top. Exhausted she lay sprawled wide until she felt hands gently lift her down from the smooth wood. Standing there swaying on her feet, she saw me on the sofa, riding one man while the other was standing before me. Suddenly, the rattling of the doorknobs drew our attention. We turned as one, the men and my sister, pleasure forgotten, as we watched the door slowly open.”

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I felt the hairs on my neck and arms stand up as I closed the journal. I was afraid to read what happened next. Finishing the story would have to wait, standing abruptly; I headed down the stairs unable to continue further until I had a stiff drink inside me.