Readers: Sure hope you enjoy this next chapter in this HOT supernatural erotic-nightmare! When you envision an erotic nightmare like this with elaborate movie props and carefully made-up actors and costumed mannequins, it makes this haunting fantasy so damn HOT!! Enjoy!!
The erotic nightmare, as always, began as it always did, with me wandering through the dimly-lit, echoing corridors of a deserted mausoleum. My footsteps echoed down the silent halls.......and...as I slowly traipsed along, I could feel my huge dick start to harden behind my fly....knowing FULL well where this erotic nightmare was going to lead!
However, I was surprised to stumble across a dark, long-disused stairway, that I had not encountered in my previous dreams......something simply compelled me to descend those spooky stairwell and see what awaited me!
With my flashlight guiding my way, I went down the old, cracked marble staircase to a lower level crypt I had not known existed.
I played my flashlight on the wall vaults, and was checking out the names of the men who had been interred here years ago.....the latest entombment here was 1940!! Then, sure enough, as if on cue, that eerie, familiar organ music started to play, and, also as expected, I heard the sounds of fractured marble clattering to the floor, followed by the harsh, grating sounds of caskets sliding out of their wall vaults.
At least a dozen caskets had slid out of their crypts, and the one nearest me creaked open, and the lid slowly....VERY slowly....creaked open, sending chills up my spine, and jolts of pleasure through my aching nuts.
When the lid opened all the way, I saw that the body inside was that of a circa 1930's pro football player, his old-time uniform, though musty, and somewhat moldy, was still in surprisingly good condition after all these many decades. You could tell, even after at least 70 years of being entombed, this old-time football hero had to be one HOT-looking guy, his square-jawed profile still evident, though his face and head looked like a mannequin covered with shriveled plastic. I then glanced at his old-time uniform pants, and, holy shit, I notice this HUGE bulge behind the crotch laces, ready to rip the ancient cords to frayed shreds!!!!
Not one to waste time, I just ripped apart the brittle laces, and roughly pulled back the flaps on those ancient uniform pants.
That's when I started salivating like a mad dog, when I saw this huge bulge of long-mummified cock, STILL hard....and ready to rip through a worn jock,
obviously encrusted with decades-old jizz! Well, I just leaned into the old-timer football hero's casket and started licking that massive bulge through the worn, vintage jock pouch. Man, you could STILL taste the faint taste of spunk on that crusty old jock pouch!
The more I licked, the more the old material dissolved, and, as the last shred of material dissolved, the long-dead player's huge, solidified erection just swung out, smacking me right on the chin! I started licking the still angry-looking head with my hot tongue, and, I swear to God, I could hear this long-deceased football hero moan deep in his withered throat....moaning in pleasure!!
As I went down on this ancient jock cock, I let my hands wander over the still-hunky length of the footballer's cadever, my fingers tweaking his perpetually-hard, eraser-sized nipples through his moldering jersey, lettered "CENTRAL" and numbered "69"!! What a damn appropriate number!!!
The long-slumbering jock moaned in pleasure again, and, without warning, a tremendous crash was heard, echoing off of the marble walls, and, for a few seconds, everything went black. When the lights came back on, the old-time football player and his casket were gone, and I now was face-to-face with the corpse of an another old-time sportsman, this time, a 1920s baseball player!! "ROCHESTER ROCKETS" was still clearly emblazoned on his moldy jersey, and, like the football player, ALSO sporting a big "69"!! He sat on the half-open lid of his casket, his skull-like face leering lustily at me, his eye
sockets empty, but, somehow, I KNEW he was looking at me.....and he wanted SOMETHING.......it was obviously "BATTER UP" and time to "PLAY BALL!" It was obviously time for me to "step up to the plate"!
The embalmer who did the job on this once-sexy ballplayer must have done a tremendous job, for, his torso was, despite the fact that this homeplate hero was dead at least 80 years, still solid, broad-shouldered, and beefy. In the blink of an eye, the bulky body of the old-time slugger turned around, and bent over the closed half of his coffin, and that's when I nearly shot my wad in my pants right then and there!!!!
Fuck, the corpse of this historic baseball player STILL sported a big, broad, well-rounded ass that must have turned heads in the locker rooms and the showers after a game, back in the Roaring 20s!! As though guided by instinct, I reached over and ripped the thick leather belt that was still in his belt loops, and, after doubling up the worn, somewhat stiff leather, I started whipping the dead slugger's bulky, solid buns, right through the seat of his moldy uniforms pants!
The belt made sharp, cracking noise as it assaulted his long-dead butt, and, bit by bit, the seat of those tight, decades-old baseball pants just disintegrated, revealing a twin-mounds of bulky, solidified buttflesh, two petrified mounds of man-flesh that STILL had wisps of hair covering them! And STILL framed by the moldy leg-bands of his jock!!!
I reached into his casket, and hauled out his old bat, a worn, weathered hunk of wood that would be put to damn good use!! I slobbered all over the thick end of the old bat, and just jammed it roughly between those massive, solidified baseball player corpse's buns, and ripped into his long-dormant hole. It was obvious that I was REALLY driving one "deep into center"!! Fuck, the dead slugger let loose with a bellowing moan, that was both frightening and highly erotic! Like a madman, I raped the deceased ballplayer's tight asshole, ripping pieces of old flesh from between his still meaty, jock-framed glutes. Then, once again, the lights went out, flickered, and then came on again, as the weird organ music continued to play from somewhere from far off down the corridor.
Now, I found that instead of fucking the dead ballplayer's bulky, petrified ass with his own bat, I was now doing it with my OWN massive "bat", jutting angrily out of the fly of my suit pants!! Shit, his hole was STILL tight as hell, and I continued to pummel away at the old-time baseball player's humpy ass, my hairy balls smacking those solid, withered glutes with moist, smacking sounds. Without warning, the corpse of the old-time football player appeared, and he started spanking my round, trouser-clad butt with a piece of splintered wood, really thrashing my hot little butt good, spurring me on to really speed up my fucking.
My hands clutched the bony, but still-broad shoulders of the baseball player's corpse, and that's when I noticed at least a dozen of other long-dead male cadevers, all wearing remains of long-outmoded clothing, all enjoying the hot action before them, their skeletal hands reaching into their moldy trousers and whacking their long-slumbering, petrified cocks!
What a fuckin' show!! Too soon, my hairy, boiling nuts could take no more, as my huge living fuckstick exploded, flooding the dead baseball player's anal cavity with boiling jets of sticky jizz, as the big body of the old-time football player continued to angrily whack my ass with that piece of splintered wood. So much cum did I pump into the dead ballplayer's hole, that is was oozing out in thick streams, coating the back of his huge, mummified balls, and staining the crotch of my suit pants. With a loud gasp, I awoke....as usual...drenched in sweat...my heart pounding, and a huge erection ready to rip my fly open!! Fuck, I couldn't wait unti TOMORROW night!!! THE END!! Hope you enjoyed! Comments are ALWAYS welcome!!