My
Fright Night Halloween
By Heather ©
Disclaimer:
If
you don’t like graphic sexual stories, if you are under 18, or if you live in a
state where reading this is illegal, then don’t read this and leave. If it is
illegal in your state to possess this literature then I suggest you leave as
well. This is a work of fiction to display fantasy.
I have never loved anyone as much as
my guy Joey. I expect to marry him someday in the future, but right now we’re
still both seniors in high school and having fun exploring life before that day
comes. We’re already best friends and have been exchanging our most inner
secrets ever since our freshman year when we first started dating. I would
guess that there’s literally nothing we have kept hidden from each other. We
have even told each other who turns us on and what we would do with those
people if we had the chance. As a matter of fact, Joey is the only person I
have even admitted to that I masturbate rather often whenever I get sexually
frustrated. Luckily, he also admitted the same thing to me. You don’t get much
more open than that. We knew each other’s likes and dislikes, hopes and dreams,
as well as our fears and loves.
All that leads up to and explains
what is about to happen to me. Sometimes trusting people too much can get you in
serious trouble. It started about a week ago when we were talking about
tonight, Halloween. It’s always been one of my most favorite holidays. Ever
since I was a little kid Halloween has always been something I have looked
forward to: the dressing up in costumes, the people always ready to scare you,
and now that we’re older, all the make out parties to get trashed at. After
Joey and I had sex in my bed while my parents were gone, we began talking about
tonight. He told me how one of his greatest fantasies was to have sex in the
middle of a cemetery on Halloween night. I agreed that it would be wild and
erotic, as well as spooky as all get out. I guess we agreed to do it because he
knew how easily scared I got, not to mention how being scared really well, got
me super horny. He found that out after my first ride on a roller coaster and
we had to sneak down to the beach for a quickie just to get my mind off my own
rabid needs.
Around seven o’clock, Joey called me
and said he’d be by to pick me up in a few minutes and after we did out “thing”
at the cemetery that we would go to his friends party. I had told everyone to
meet us there and my better friends even knew about the cemetery. I got pissed
off when I saw Joey’s best friend, Dave, was already in the car. I was hoping
that he was going to get dropped off, but it turned out he was going out to the
cemetery with us. It was made clear that he would take a walk when we got
there.
The cemetery is about a mile outside
of town without a single light there, so I was glad there was a full moon. That
worked to make things all the scarier. Little did I know how much that would
come into play in just a little while. We pulled into the cemetery and everyone
piled out and we decided to get all spooked up first by walking around the
graves first. Dave kept trying to scare me with taps on my shoulder and by
making spooky noises. I wondered if Joey had told him about my little fear
fetish?
We were almost to the rear of the
plots and were overlooking the lower end of the fenced in area when we saw some
lights. As we got closer, we could make out about four figures in the dark
standing around one lantern. None of us got very worried until we realized the
figures were all wearing black robes and hoods. We hunkered down and began
watching what they were doing. We thought it might just be some kids spooking
it up and partying at first, but then we figured out they were new age devil
worshippers. Probably just some twisted minds from one of the surrounding towns
playing their weird games. Joey suggested that we go to the other corner of the
cemetery where there was a tool shed and do our thing there. That sounded great
to me as I was already rather worked up in fear.
When we saw the shed, Joey told Dave
it was his time to take a walk and we pushed on towards the shed. I kept making
sure Dave wasn’t going to double back to watch us because I knew he could be a
bit perverse. It wasn’t that I didn’t like him. Actually, I had admitted on
more than one occasion to Joey that if we ever had a threesome, that he would
be my pick.
The door to the shed was locked,
which was okay with me because I really wanted to get wild and kinky in the
cool night air. I had always wondered what it would be like to be stark naked
outside in the middle of night. A girl always feels most vulnerable during
their showers, which explains why most of us masturbate there, so it only made
sense that adding the wide open outdoors to the equation would make sex the
ultimate risky behavior and thus the ultimate turn on. I looked for Dave for at
least a full minute to make sure he wasn’t spying on us before I would let Joey
do anything. Then it was on! He took off his shirt and as I rubbed my hands all
over his chest, he began stripping off my clothes. Neither of us had remembered
to bring a blanket, but the grass was soft there and well groomed anyway.
Joey had me down to my bra and
panties before I really started worrying about anyone seeing us, but with a
little coaxing, I relented and shed them as well. My wonderful guy saw my state
of mind, grabbed my clothes up and threw them all about twenty feet away to
excite me further. I felt so wonderfully vulnerable and nude as I began helping
unzip Joey’s pants. He couldn’t wait for that and started helping me to the
ground. He was on top of me with his hands all over my breasts and crotch in
seconds and I couldn’t wait to get right to the fucking part. I went back to
work on opening his pants and didn’t even hear the excited whispers at first.
Suddenly, Dave was right over us and I pulled Joey close to me to keep from
being exposed. He tried to lift up, but I kept pulling him back down to keep me
covered up. Then we noticed there was definitely something wrong with Dave. He
hadn’t been whispering, he was babbling almost incoherently about something and
we stopped yelling at him to hear what he was saying.
“Come on guys, we have to get out of
here… NOW!! They’re coming!”
Dave started showing concern and
snapped back, “Who’s coming? What the fuck are you…”
I was really beginning to freak out and told
Dave to go away so I could get dressed. He turned away telling us to hurry up
and as I got up and began looking for where my clothes had landed, we heard
their voices. I saw several flashlights coming from the area where we had seen
them earlier. Then, they saw us and I freaked out to the max. I swore at Joey
to help me find my clothes, but he told me to never mind them and to start
running. There was no way I was going to run away stark naked, that is, until I
heard one of them say, “Over there, get them. They can’t get away.”
I turned for Joey to protect me and he had
vanished. The bastard had taken off without me. I had no choice and turned in
the opposite direction and took off running. At first I was trying to cover my
breasts, but as those freaks began catching up, I went into full out panic mode
and ran my ass off for the stand of pines I knew was just over the hill. I was
never so scared as when I turned and saw their knives reflecting the moonlight
and they were held tight fisted. I didn’t want to die just for the sake of sex.
This couldn’t be happening to me. I thought about my mom and dad and how
horrible they were going to feel if I didn’t get away. Every story I had ever
heard about these devil fetish freaks told me that they would do about anything
to keep from being found out. I screamed out for Joey and even Dave to come
save me. All I could hear were those damn assholes behind me yelling to each
other to find all of us and to “shut us up”.
I saw a large tree off to my right
and turned to hide behind it. I huddled there with my arms trying to cover my
boobs and my legs tight together. My attacker’s footsteps came to a halt. They
were only thirty feet away and kept asking each other which way I had gone. Why
did I have to be stark naked? All I could imagine was what would happen… I
would be found naked with my throat slashed. I heard them debating on whether
to keep looking for me or to go after Joey. Just then, I just had to peek out
to see where they were and there was a flashlight in my eyes.
“Over here… the cunt’s over here.
Get her!”
I fell backwards onto the ground and
scrambled to get back to my feet. I took off just as that guy was two feet
behind me and ran for my life, screaming all the while. I didn’t want to die…
not like this. I knew I didn’t stand a chance if they caught me stark naked.
There’s no way a nude girl would escape with anything less than getting raped
if they caught me, and considering what they were doing out here, my death
would be their final act. I was crying uncontrollable as my bare feet fumbled
their way from the cemetery grass to the pine needle covered stand of pines. I
somehow got a lead on them until I hit a low tree limb and spun around before
falling. I scrambled to my feet just as they caught up and then I couldn’t go
on. Through my sobbing and tears, I begged for my life as I backed up to a
tree. I was too fucking scared to run anymore or to even try covering myself.
I slid down the tree, scratching my
back, until I was in a fetal position. Two of the fuckers grabbed my arms and
though I couldn’t make out their words through my fear, I knew they were
talking about what they were going to do to me. I was being lifted to my feet
and I kicked at the ground wildly trying to stay down. Finally, they had me
standing and facing the two guys with the huge carving knives.
“Let’s finish her off and look for
her friend… fast… before he gets away.”
The leader standing before me
ordered his friends to put me on my knees. Now I was struggling to keep from
going back to the ground and saw my chance for escape when the two holding me
kept losing their grips on my slippery, sweat blanketed arms. I almost got
free, but then I was suddenly slammed to my knees and my head was pulled way
back by my hair. All I could see were the masks of my attackers and the full
moon right over my head. I heard one of them saying to “gut me” and that’s when
the moonlight began twinkling from in front of me.
My chest was heaving from all the
running and I couldn’t think straight. I was just waiting to die when I was
near to fainting. The moonlight blinded me as I waited the pain of death. And
then I figured that they had sliced my throat because I could swear I could
hear someone laughing. Then I blinked my eyes to clear away the tears and saw
the light of a video camera. They were filming my murder. I began begging again
with what breath I had left.
“Please, don’t kill me. Please… I’ll
do anything you want. Pleeaaasse… let me live.”
I heard someone say to lift me up
and figured that I had begged well enough to save my life when I saw another
figure behind my attackers and the guy with the camera, and he was approaching
fast.
“Don’t let her go yet. Hold her up
for the camera and let’s see her fearful pleas.”
I was hanging right out there for
them all to ogle and at that moment I was willing to give them anything but my
life. That was when I saw who was holding the camera and laughing at me. It was
Dave. I had to squint my eyes and saw him laughing hysterically. And there,
right behind him was that fucking boyfriend of mine, laughing just as hard. I
was pissed. I snapped my arms to get free, but the guys were holding me too
well. I began kicking and cursing them all for what they had done to me. And
that damn camera was still on me, capturing my nudity for whomever they wanted
to show it to.
Joey finally came over to me and
asked, “I bet you’ve never been this scared in all your life? I know what that
means.”
The light of the camera finally went
off and Dave was telling the hooded cretins that they could go now. I started
smacking Joey everywhere I could reach as he took over trying to hold me still.
Dave put down the camera and helped wrestle my weakened body to the ground
where they laid me out and continued trying to calm me down. They explained how
everything had been an elaborate setup for my benefit.
“How the hell was this shit for my
benefit,” I demanded to know.
Joey forced a kiss on me to further
settle me down and whispered in my ear. “We both know how horny you get when
you get scared.”
I looked at him and demanded to know what the
hell he was talking about with my eyes alone.
He continued as I began relaxing my
arms ever so slightly.
“And I also know how you’ve always
wanted to get laid by Dave here. After all this, it would be a damn shame to
let this opportunity get away from you.”
I snapped my head to see Dave
chomping at the bit. I looked between the two of them a dozen times and then it
kicked in. Between being totally naked, pinned down, and scared out of my skin,
I realized I suddenly needed the very release they were talking about. I turned
my gaze to Dave and saw he was absolutely ready to take me. I gave a last look
towards my boyfriend for an okay, and when he nodded his head, I bent my knees
and spread my legs ever so slightly. They got my message and I was released.
Dave undid his pants in seconds and Joey sat back to watch as he came down on
top of me. I became a fucking wild woman as I pushed his shirt over his head
and pulled his bare chest to mine. I all but forgot about any jealousy Joey
might feel and just worked to get this once forbidden fantasy as my sexual
quencher.
I reached down and felt his hard
cock and pulled it to my vagina and he impaled me instantly. I arched my back
from the slamming motion and wrapped my legs around his to pull him into me
even further. Dave reached down and began fingering my clit as he pumped away
at me, something I was sure Joey had told him would work well with me. We
kissed like long time lovers reuniting after a war. Just before Dave was ready
to cum, I finally looked over at Joey and saw his delighted response to my
accepting his friend, and he said it all when he spoke.
“Happy Halloween, you little cunt!”
Please...
I would love to hear what you think of my Halloween story. Just click the link
and tell me your thoughts. And stay tuned my for second chapter of my other
story “In the Hands of a Molester – chapter two” that will be posted this
coming Friday night (10/29/10) for this year’s scare fest. I would also love to
see pictures of your own horrifying displays and all of what your evil little
minds can dream up. Remember, it’s not offensive as long as your
actors/actresses are willing participants. Have a wildly frightful and ghoulish
Halloween.
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