GHOST STORY-5
Written by
Eugene Marvin
-aka- NPhillydogg@aol.com ___________________
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ELLINGSBERG, PA The Wadsworth Manor
Over the next day or two I'd barely gotten any sleep at all! The ghosts kept me up mostly at night, sucking my dick in my sleep, fucking me when I least expected, and wholeheartedly raping me point-blank! My ass ached severely every time they fucked me, battering their ways into my rectum, leaving me alone and heaving heavily wherever they attacked me! Every time I tried to leave the house or escape they would slam the windows and doors shut, keeping me prisoner!
Officer Riordan decided to drive to Wadsworth Manor to check on me on his day off, pulling up to the front door in his private vehicle, dressed in plain casual clothes. He knew I was home because my car was parked out front. He later told me he knocked on the door several times but got no answer. He even called my name aloud, but I didn't respond. He said as he started to walk around the property, he noticed a black man wandering through the woods and wondered if it was me? When he called my name the black man didn't answer. Riordan chased after him, following him down towards the work shed, which was a large tool shed with a sleeping compartment for the resident handyman! The door was padlocked, so Riordan tried looking in through the dirty windows but couldn't see much! He looked around but the man was no longer there. Riordan assumed it was Joseph Danvers, the handyman I'd told him about earlier!
Riordan walked back to the house, coming about the back way to the house, finding the backdoor open. He walked in and searched the house, calling out my name, finding me in the bedroom passed out in bed! He checked my vitals since I wouldn't respond, then noticed all the empty Jack Daniels bottles littering the bedroom floor and determined that I was DRUNK!
I woke up sometime later, feeling like shit and needing another drink! I climbed out of bed and took a much needed piss in the bathroom...then decided to go downstairs and pull another bottle of Jack from the case I'd stored in the living room. The case was still sitting where I'd left it beside the sofa. I pulled out a new bottle, uncapped it, then turned it up to my lips just as the front door opened and in walked Officer Riordan, carrying takeout! I thought I was dreaming!
"You're UP, I see..." he said, closing the door behind him. "...I found you upstairs passed out! You look like hell...!...like you had a rough evening last night! Did one of your friends' come up from Philly...? Did you SEE your handyman' again last night...?" he asked, curiously!
"uh...no..." I answered [still unable to determine whether I was dreaming or not]...?
"I hope you don't mind..." said Riordan, holding the bags as he prepared to go into the kitchen to plate up our meals. "...I thought you might need something in your stomach once you were awake...so I took the liberty of buying takeout!
"Why don't you go upstairs and take a shower while I get everything ready down here...? I just keep everything heated in the microwave!"
Without questioning or arguing, I took another swig of Jack before getting up off the sofa and taking it upstairs with me to the bathroom! I ran a hot bath, then soaked in the tub for a while, wondering if everything I'd just seen and heard downstairs [with Officer Riordan] was REAL or not...? My dreams had been so real and vivid lately that I just couldn't tell the difference anymore! First I was a little girl in the basement getting my cunt ravaged by my great-great grandfather: Henry Wadsworth...!...then I was a local white teen getting my cock sucked for money from an older man that lived in The Wadsworth Mansion! I just couldn't trust my judgments any longer!
I sipped on Jack while I sat in the bath. After about a half-hour I climbed out of the tub and put on some fresh clothes and wandered back downstairs to find Riordan waiting for me in the living room with 2 warmed over plates of diner food!
"I hope you're hungry...?" he said, walking over to escort me to the sofa to sit down [I must have looked wobbly]! "I think you've probably had enough of that...!" he informed, taking JD away from me, putting the cap back on the bottle before sitting it aside!
"I didn't know which you'd like so I bought a chicken parmesan platter AND a meatloaf special! Which would you prefer...?"
"Meatloaf." I answered, taking a seat at one end of the couch!
"I diner's renowned for its meatloaf specials..." smiled Riordan, taking a seat on the opposite end of the sofa beside me! "...I hope you like it!"
Having no real appetite, I picked at the food with my fork, only wanting MY meal to come straight from a Jack Daniels bottle! "You really should EAT something..." said Riordan, noticing that I wasn't eating! "...the food would help absorb some of the alcohol in your system! It might make you feel better!" he suggested! "Hey..." he added, "...I think I saw your `friend' Joe walking along the property earlier...! Was HE here? Did you see him...?"
"no..." I answered, "...I...I dunno..." I corrected [unsure WHO was fucking me]!
"Are you alright...?" asked Riordan, finally noticing that I was NOT the same guy he met when I first drove out here! "You seem...different! Has something MORE happened...?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you...!" I laughed!
"Try me!" he challenged!
I snickered to myself, knowing how unbelievable it sounded, even to me! I started to tell him everything...about the noises, the odd sounds, sightings, the furniture moving around on its own, the blowjobs in my sleep, the fuckings, and the rapes! Riordan looked at me as if I were crazy, glancing at the case of Jack sitting on my floor and recalling the 3 empty bottles lying around upstairs in my bedroom!
"Are you SURE its ghosts and not the ALCOHOL playing tricks on your imagination...?" he questioned, skeptically! I knew he wouldn't believe me, so I unbuttoned my pajama top and showed him the bite marks and bruises I've sustained since the attacks!
"My god, Thurman...WHO did this to you...?" he asked, moving in closer to examine the marks up-close!
"You're not listening..." I said, needing another drink [badly]!
"I AM listening, Thurman! WHO did this to you...? I need to know so I can arrest him! Was it that handyman...? I told you he's NOT who he says he is! He could be a drifter, or a con artist, or someone searching the house for that hidden treasure I told you about! He CAN'T be trusted!" warned Riordan [ever the COP]!
"It wasn't Joe..." I defended, "...it was the ghosts...!"
"Stop telling me fairytales, Thurman!" yelled Riordan, angrily! "These bruises are REAL!" he scolded, grabbing my arm and shoulder! "Ghosts didn't put bite marks all over your body! That's a HUMAN trait! Somebody HUMAN did this to you! Help ME get him! Just tell me WHO it was?"
"You don't understand..." I sobbed [frustrated]!
"Then MAKE me understand!" countered Riordan!
"The ONLY way you'd understand is IF you spent the night here with me!" I explained!
Riordan looked like I'd just asked to suck his dick in the middle of the town's square! But what I didn't know was that Riordan had a girlfriend he often visited before he went home, and didn't usually go a whole day without fucking her! COULD he last an entire evening without sex...? –HE wondered! "It's the ONLY way you'll understand..." I cried [at my wits end]! "...the ONLY way...!"
"Alright..." he said, taking pity on me! "...I'll stay the night..." he agreed, to my surprise! "...just to SHOW you that ghosts didn't do this to you! But if I'm right...you're going to TELL me who did this, okay...? That's my deal! I'll stay the night, but then you tell me WHO did this to you in the morning! Deal?" he asked, treating me like a mental patient!
"Okay." I agreed, knowing by morning he would be a BELIEVER also!
Officer Riordan, -or Eric, `Rick' [as he requested I call him out of uniform] and I continued to eat, then WAIT [as the sun went down] for the festivities to begin! Rick called his GF and informed her that he wouldn't be stopping by her place tonight, as he'd been called to do overtime at work! I tried not to pry into his conversation as he whispered sweet-nothings to her over the phone...then promised to make it up to her, later! He laughed at her response, then told her he loved her before hanging up!
"Girlfriend, eh...?" I asked [wishing I had a significant other]! "Is it serious...?"
Rick hesitated...!
"Maybe..." was all he said! "She's the only one I'm seeing, currently...!" he admitted!
"Congratulations!" I said sincerely, as he fished out a picture of HER from his phone!
"Pretty!" I responded [to her predicable blonde hair and blue eyes]!
"Yeah..." he smiled, looking down at her image! "...it was LUST at first sight!" he joked, before tucking away his cell phone! "You seeing anyone special...?" he asked, trying to make conversation!
"Just Jack!" I said, as his eyebrows lifted to the name!
"Cool..." he said, awkwardly! "...who's that...? Does HE have a last name...?" he asked, curiously!
"Daniels!" I said! "He's sitting right NEXT to you!" I informed, pointed at the case of alcohol on the floor beside him!
Rick sucked his teeth!
"If you want to kill yourself...there's EASIER ways to do it other than poisoning your liver!" said Rick, sarcastically!
"But it wouldn't be nearly as much FUN!" I answered back, flipped!
"What do you DO around here for fun...?" he asked [realizing he promised to stay the night in a house with no television and no radio]!
"You could stream movies on your phone or tablet..." I offered, "...IF you can find good reception...!"
"Right...!" said Riordan, finding a way to entertain himself...!...100% certain that he was wasting his time here, seriously believing it was the alcohol and NOT my eyes seeing everything that happened in the house!
We stayed downstairs, with him watching me closely to make sure I didn't trip out on him or drink myself into another stupor! I have to admit; it was frustrating as hell waiting for the ghosts to DO something! Had I been alone I'd probably had been fucked over a dozen times by now! I fell asleep on the sofa, while Rick slept in one of the comfortable chairs nearby..., both of us covered in blankets, as the house was known to get drafty at night!
The next morning we both awakened in the same positions we fell asleep in! Rick yawned, then looked around as the morning sun beamed brightly through the boarded windows! A deal's a deal, Thurman...' he said, sitting up in his seat, winching at a stiff neck! ...you agreed to tell me WHO left those marks on your body if I stayed the night!'
I was visibly upset...because if nothing happened last night, that meant I imagined it all! Was I really going crazy...? I explained how I thought GHOSTS were fucking me one evening, but it turned out to be Joe on top of me {last chp}, fucking me in my sleep before disappearing into the shadows! Rick scorned me for not telling him the truth sooner, saying he could have had cop cars out here yesterday to find Joe and pick him up for trespassing and sexual assault! His cell phone died sometime during the night, and he said he'd be back with officers after he go home and check in on his girlfriend first!
He left the house so angry with me that I thought he might arrest ME also!
Rick drove back towards town, stopping off at his girlfriend's apartment first before going to the police station to file a formal complaint for me! He unlocked the front door and stepped into her apt., finding his girlfriend still in bed under the sheets, a dildo lying beside her to indicate she'd taken care of business while he was out all night!
Rick quickly removed his shirt [overhead], then stripped out of his trousers and climbed into bed [under the covers] with her...cuddling up behind her naked body, his manhood now as stiff as a board as he gently placed the head between her thighs to nudge into her cunt while she slept!
um...' awakened Samantha, pushing back into his chest, feeling his dick slowly slipping into her [where it belonged]! ...I missed you last night, hon...' she whispered, turning her torso and head around to greet him, as he nuzzled up behind her, grabbing her breasts as he pushed his cock further into her, making her moan! `...how was your sleepover...?' she inquired!
Lame...' answered Rick, snuggling his face into her neck as he pulled her body back into him, spooning in behind her perfectly! ...the guy turned out to be a total schizophrenic AND an alcoholic! Was a total waste of time...' he added, just as he started to pull back and thrust into her [fucking her]! `...when I could have been here with YOU all night, making love!'
I could have told you that...' whispered Sam, spreading her legs, draping one leg back over his thrusting hip to give him deeper access into her creamy pussy! ...Thurman BELONGS in that house, not you...you're an intruder, a violator...the house doesn't want you, it wants HIM! He's finally come home to where HE belongs!'
Rick wasn't paying his GF much mind, too enthralled in pushing his dick deeper into her warm wet vagina [and cupping her firm tits with his bare hands] to worry about what she was saying! He could feel her cunt sucking his cock as it moved back and forth through her body, the warm wet interior sucking at his shaft, making him yearn to cum inside! Rick groaned softly as his hands roamed up and down her soft body, rubbing over her flat stomach and erect nipples! Sam turned her head back towards him to kiss, as Rick sealed his lips to her mouth, slipping his tongue into her warm cavity to suck! Sam suckled his tongue like candy, groaning into his mouth while pushing her ass back at him, letting him go deeper!
Rick started to fuck harder, driven insane with lust, having missed his girl all night! He was still tonguing her mouth when he moved his hand back up to her breasts, finding her tits had flatten to tiny rock-hard nipples! Finding it ODD, he stopped fucking and pulled back to see her face! Her blonde hair was gone, and Rick was shocked to find himself staring at ME (Thurman)...!...his cock wedged up my tight ASS instead of her wet pussy!
"What the fuck...??!" he yelled, finding himself still in the mansion, back in the living room [in the dark], still sitting in the chair he fell asleep in, slouched down in his seat with his dick standing at complete attention [straight up]! It was well-past midnight, with the dim lights illuminating only HALF the room! But what Rick found ODD...was that he could SEE his dick moving in the dim light, as if being sucked on by some invisible MOUTH!
He struggled to get up but can't move, discovering invisible HANDS holding him down, keeping him immobile while someone [or something] sucked him off!
"Th...Thu...Thurman...!" he called out to me, hoping I could help in some way...? But I was having my own problems, as the covers were ripped off my body, revealing that I was lying facedown and naked, with some invisible FORCE holding me down, ramming what felt like a HUGE dick up my ass!
I couldn't move! I could SEE Riordan sitting [slouched] in his chair, with an enormous hard-on standing straight up in his lap...but I was helpless to speak or acknowledge him in any way [but stare]!
The GHOST on top of me was ramming his big dick into me [DEEPLY], causing my ass cheeks to part around his invisible rod as it moved in and out of me! I felt totally open and exposed, as Riordan stared from his chair, watching as SOMETHING caused my asshole to YAWN open like a bottomless pit! I wasn't aware how long the ghost had fucked me...but I felt its cock THROB...then felt its discharge as my rectum became clogged with spewing cum...before disappearing!
I was suddenly lifted into the AIR and FLIPPED over onto my back...my legs raised overhead [my knees pinned to my chest] as another ghost shoved its dick into me, causing my asshole to spread even WIDER than before!
"URRHHGGG...!!" I cried out in physical pain, feeling him leaning in overtop me, holding me down!
I looked back over at Riordan, our EYES locking briefly as we both realized the other was suffering a similar fate! But while I was getting fucked, Officer Riordan was getting sucked! THEN I noticed his legs being pried apart [in opposite direction]! His FACE look absolutely terrified...!...as he believed he was about to get fucked similarly like me! But instead an invisible FACE was pressed in-between his ass cheeks, a long wet TONGUE licking and eating at his virgin asshole!
I could actually SEE his ass crack parting as something wedged between his cheeks, licking over his shitter, causing his anus to shutter as he struggled to get away!
"NO! Don't..." yelled Riordan, his muscles straining as he tried to break free and get up! I could see his dick moving as if being deep throated or fucked by an invisible ass! I could see the shaft pulling, all while his asshole was being licked and eaten...! Despite Riordan's best efforts his dick started to throb...then SHOOT!
"...arrrhhhh...NO...urrhhh...urrhhhhhhhggg...URRHHHHHHHHHGGG...!!!" he cried as the cum shot up and OUT of him, dejecting from his body in thick heavy gobs! Riordan thrashed bout in complete despair! We both watched in total AWE as his sperm puddled midair an inch or two over his pulsing prick...before slowly dissolving into nothingness [being digested by the spirits]!
Just as suddenly as they grabbed him, did the spirits disappear...!...leaving him free to move about! Riordan sat up and watched [from the chair] as I continued to get fucked! With my knees crushing against my chest [doubling me in half], he could plainly see my throbbing asshole being wedged open wide as an invisible dick fucked me, allowing him to see straight through me! My own dick was rock-hard, despite my fear and humiliation, as my body was pounded into the sofa cushions!
"Wha...what can I do...??!" asked Riordan, now standing over me [concerned]!
Just then my own dick started shooting all over my neck and chest! A moment later I felt a warm explosion in my center...then felt the invisible dick pulsating and throbbing wildly...!...then felt a tremendous gob of sperm overflowing from my innards..., only to have it disappear a moment later, along with the dick that had been inside me! I slowly lowered my legs to the sofa, feeling totally ravaged and fucked beyond belief!
Riordan sat on the edge of the sofa, staring at me [as I sat up] in disbelief...!
"NOW do you believe me...?" I asked [old habit]!
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The next morning officer Riordan and I were sitting in the kitchen [fully dressed] having coffee, both still visibly SHAKEN by what happened! Riordan's hands were trembling as he lifted the cup to his lips with both hands!
"I..." he started [his voice crackling a bit before he started over]! "...I don't know what happened last night...but we NEED to get our stories straight before I make my official report...!"
"What do you MEAN you don't know what happened...?" I asked, totally shocked! "We were fucked by GHOSTS!"
"I don't believe in ghosts...!" said Riordan, just as my coffee cup slid across the table and hit the floor!
"You CAN'T deny your own EYES, Riordan..." I said, "...you were THERE...you SAW what happened! You FELT it!"
"But...I didn't SEE anything!" he argued!
"Of course not..." I yelled, "...they're GHOSTS!"
"That's CRAZY..." countered the officer [standing up]! "...NOBODY would believe we were fucked by SPIRITS!" he declared! "There's NO WAY we could prove it! I can't report any of this to my superiors! They'll have my BADGE!"
"I don't expect you to ARREST them, Riordan..." I reasoned, "...I just wanted someone else to acknowledge it happened...!...for my own sanity! For awhile I thought I was losing my mind! But now I know I'm not crazy...it's the HOUSE! The house IS HAUNTED! And I believe Henry Wadsworth is ONE of them!
"I don't know HOW I know...it was in a DREAM I had! Something about him fucking my great-great grandmother in the basement somewhere! I don't know WHO the other ghosts are...but each one seems to have a different level of aggression!"
"This is CRAZY...!" said Riordan, unable to come to terms with [like I have]! "We're sitting here talking about this as if its NORMAL!" he argued, upset!
"Its NOT normal..." I assured him, sympathetically! "...I've been living with this for over a week!"
"Why don't you just LEAVE...?" asked Riordan [as if I had a choice]! "These ghosts are going to KILL you!"
"I don't think so..." I said, doubtfully! "...they've had PLENTY of time to kill me if they wanted to..." I theorized, "...THEY seem to want something else...!"
"Yes, SEX..." said Riordan, "...and lots of it! These ghosts are HORNY!"
"I think sex may be their preferred choice of communication..." I agreed, "...but its our attention they're vying for!" I reasoned! "They GOT it!"
"So you think there's a hidden message in all the fucking...?" asked Riordan, skeptically! "I'm not sure I buy that! I didn't get `message' when these ghosts accosted us...I got rage, anger, and aggression! This entire house needs to be torn down and rebuilt as a strip mall!"
Just then a chair FLEW across the room and smashed into a wall!
"I'd watch what you SAY around here if I were you, Officer...!" I suggested!
"uh, yeah, I guess..." agreed Riordan, staring at the chair as it crumbled to the floor! "...maybe we should go...?" he suggested, heading for the back door!
"They won't let me!" I explained! "Every time I try, they slam the door and lock me in!"
Riordan tried the backdoor, pulling on the doorknob [but the door wouldn't budge, despite being unlocked]!
"We NEED to get out of here...!" he started to panic [feeling like a caged animal]!
"I don't think they'll let us!" I reasoned!
Riordan threw himself into the door, trying to break it down with his shoulder...but was thrown across the room instead, sliding across the kitchen floor as I jumped down to aid him!
"I refuse to DIE here!" he snapped [leaning back against the counter]!
"Maybe they'll let YOU go..." I suggested [helping him up off the floor]! "...I'll STAY here! Its ME they want anyway...! I'm their relative!"
Just then the backdoor started to slowly open...indicating he was allowed to go!
"I can't leave you here, Thurman...!" he said [ever the officer]!
"You don't have a choice, Riordan..." I said, pushing him towards the open door! "...they're letting you GO...! Take the offer!" I implored [wanting to save ONE of us at least]!
Riordan stopped a few feet from the door, then turned around to HUG me...!
"I'll find a way to get you out, Thurman, I swear!" he said, as I hugged him back [unsure if I'd ever see him again]...?
Just then Riordan grabbed my arm roughly...then RAN for the door...! The ghosts realized what he was doing too late...as he leaped out of the opening [pulling me with him], causing both of us to fall down the back step and crash to the dirt ground outside! The door SLAMMED on us [too late], just nearly missing locking us in!
Riordan held me in his arms, as we HIT the ground hard!
"Are you alright...?" he asked, looking me in the eye!
"Yeah...I...I think so!" I answered, unable to believe he got us out!
Just then the entire HOUSE started to rumble, as the window on the backdoor SHATTERED...!...shards of broken glass falling back on us!
"Lets get out of here!" yelled Riordan, as we scrambled to our feet and ran for his car!
We jumped in [him in the driver's seat], cranked up the ignition, then took off like 2 bats out of hell! I looked back at the house from the back window...and I SWEAR I saw flashes of agonized faces screaming in anguish! Then, what I can only explain as some sort of kinetic FORCE shot from the house, blowing the front door off its hinges, hitting the back of the car as we sped down the dirt road leading to the main road ahead! The kinetic energy caused Riordan to lose control of the car for a moment, threatening us to crash into one of the many trees that lines the drive! But he was quickly able to regain control [like driving on a patch of ICE], as the house disappeared in the distance!
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