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Halloween Night By Dr Jack
It was a chilly night in the town of Salem. The moon was full and bright and Misha was walking along slowly with a plastic pumpkin full of sweet tarts, sample-sized candy bars and other assorted candy; she had decided to go trick-or-treating even though she was almost seventeen. Her costume consisted of an old torn dress that showed her ankles, very low cut and somewhat see through in the moonlight. Misha had put her hair up with an old piece of cloth and her red hair hung down in her eyes. She had been walking a short while when she came upon a large white house with a gate hanging by one hinge, a creeking porch, broken shutters, and an eerie porch swing slightly swaying in the breeze. She found the door, which was an old screen door, and was about to knock when she noticed a light was on inside. Misha stopped to listen but heard nothing. Her curiosity began to stir at the apparently empty house with the torn screen door, so she listened for another moment and then reached for the rusted handle.
The door creeked open and Misha stepped inside. When she walked in she found herself surrounded by antique furniture covered in dust, the windows had old curtains, and the wallpaper was peeling from the cracked walls. The sixteen year old girl walked through the living room towards the kitchen, but stopped when she saw a very large painting of an old man. He seemed to be very wealthy by the way he was dressed and there was a large backed chair with brass legs that he was standing by. Misha admired the painting for a while, took one more look around and proceeded to the kitchen. As she walked through the kitchen she noticed all the dishes were neatly put away and the counters were made of marble. The kitchen table had five plain wooden chairs pushed in nicely, but everything was covered in dust, which made her think that no one had been there for awhile. As she looked around she noticed some stairs leading up to the light she could see from outside.
Walking up the stairs she saw more paintings and assorted art. At the top of the stairs was an open room. An oil lamp provided light that flickered across the old walls. As Misha stepped into the room she saw the old chair with the brass legs from the painting next to a bed with a large canopy over it. Misha was amazed at the great details carved into the chair. It seemed kind of spooky and Misha imagined how the old man had been standing next to it dressed in his fine clothing.
Suddenly Misha felt very strange and light-headed. She sat down in the chair thinking she had ate to much candy. Sitting in the chair, Misha felt very comfortable and closed her eyes. When she opened them the room had become brighter and the walls were new, there was a smell of freshness in the room and the dust was gone. Music was drifting from downstairs and voices could be heard laughing and carrying on as if there was a party. Misha stood up surprised at the change that occurred in the old house, when shadows appeared in the stairway she had just come up, and there was no where to hide. Frozen in her tracks at the idea that she would be discovered, Misha just stood there frightened.
Suddenly there was a woman followed closely by three men. They walked in and moved to the center of the room, as if not seeing her standing there. The woman was beautiful with long red flowing hair like her own, and elegant hands with painted red fingernails. The men were large and muscular with top hats and coats. The men surrounded the woman, still as if not aware of Misha in the room. They started to undress the woman, who by now had let down her red hair and moved to the side of the bed. Two of the men started to remove their own clothing while the young woman passionately kissed the remaining man whose hand roamed her body and moved down to her frilly panties. He slipped them down for her, revealing her naked, milky, white skin, firm breasts, and smooth firm legs. They slowly helped her onto the bed where the other two men were waiting for her. The two men on the bed kissed her body roughly as he watched. The woman had her eyes closed and was very much enjoying the attention she was getting from them. She climbed on top of one of the guys on the bed, who were well hung and guided his large manhood into her small, hair-covered lips. Misha watched in awe as the woman took all of the man's thick member.
Slowly the woman rose up and back down with a look of slight pain mixed with extacy as the man grabbed her hips to bring himself all the way into her. The other man was massaging her fairly large breasts with small circles around her errect nipples. Misha was playing with her own nipples as she watched the two men pleasing the woman. Misha could feel herself becoming very excited by the sight. She sat back down in the chair to watch the show play out that she had been excluded from. The woman quickened her pace and threw back her head in wild passion. The woman's body now pounded and shook with every wild stroke she made on top of the man. His breath began to quicken as he prepared for an orgasm. He strongly grabbed her waist helping to bring her down on him harder with every deep stroke. Finally, she started to scream with the orgasm she was having and the man arched up and held her down on him pumping all that he had deep inside of her.
When he loosened his grip on her she slowly slid him out of her then climbed off. The woman was dripping on the covers of the bed and was immediately entered from behind by the other man. He was not as large as the one that had just finished with her, but he was very thick. He quickly started sliding in and out and Misha could see all of it better from this angle. The other man was calmly watching, still lying in the same spot, when the woman instantly started to orgasm again from the roughness of the second man. Her body was swaying from the man's force behind her and her hanging breasts were jiggling with every hit from the man's hips. The third man began to take his clothes off in anticipation of his turn with the woman. Misha was surprised at the sheer size of the third man's penis. He watched the excited woman getting a brutal pounding from the second man and his thirteen inches started to become errect and it was thick with a large head. Misha imagined how it would feel inside here and started to become very wet. She started to reach down between her legs when the second man grabbed the small shoulders of the woman. He took one last stroke and seemed to unload for an eternity, taking small quick strokes deep inside her.
Misha had pulled her tattered dress to her waist and pushed her thong to her ankles. Her little red bush was soaked and she started to play with her warm clit. As she looked over at the scene less than ten feet from her, they were gone! Misha was in the empty room again, alone. She moved over to the bed and layed down to give herself pleasure as she was very excited by the ghostly show she had been witness to. Misha's legs were spread wide with one finger inside her glazed lips and her other hand had uncovered her breast from the loose cloth of her costume. The images of the men danced in her head, and she thought of the woman and how she felt by the look she gave. Misha's body started to tense up as she felt her own orgasm building. A wave of heat built up and ran up her back as started to come. Her eyes closed tight as her body convulsed and the back of her head tingled.
Suddenly Misha felt hands pulling her knees apart and opened her eyes. There was no one there, but her legs were still parted and she felt fingers move up her thighs and to her breasts. She was very frightened at the feeling and her body was shaking. Misha could see her breasts take the shape of fingers as if someone was holding them. She felt something at the entrance between her legs, but she couldn't move because she felt such strenghth in what ever was taking her body. Her lips started to part as if something very large was entering her, and Misha could feel herself being stretched to the limits. Misha's insides burned as she felt it slowly work itself inside her tight, young pussy.
Finally, she felt it reach the end. Misha had not been with many guys, but she could tell that this one was huge. It stayed there for what seemed like an eternity then started to slowly withdraw. Misha's panic slowly turned into excitement, her body was on fire with pain and ecstacy. She felt it come out of her and she felt very empty, but suddenly it entered her again and started to pump in and out of her small body. The weight that had been on her breasts was now exploring her body and her face had become red with passion. The strokes became faster and her pain was leaving quickly and she felt the hands of her invisible man touching her face and stroking her hair. While the hands were on her face other hands grabbed Misha's ankles and pulled them up in the air and her errect nipples were being sucked on by other invisible men. The hands which held her ankles in the air were very strong and Misha realized that she was very much not in control of the situation . Misha could feel hands and lips all over her body sucking and grabbing and the force inside her became stronger and faster. Her body shook with every entry of this large member and she started to cry out with pleasure, her body started to tense up and her ears were pounding. Suddenly the man inside of her pushed himself further in and she could feel her inside being filled with heat, adding to her orgasm, and it didn't stop for ages. She was being filled with the orgasm of a ghost that had taken her along with other accomplices searching her body.
Misha found herself suddenly alone in the room again and slowly opened her eyes. There was a movement in the corner of her eye and she looked up, there stood the woman that Misha had seen taken just moments before her. The woman turned away to leave with a smile on her face and walked down the stairs from which she had come.
By Dr Jack