Chapter 87 Vignette 79
I sat on the old creaking chair like a corpse. No family. No friends. No mate.
I've been here for centuries. Dust was all over the floor and beds, including my clothes. My garment stunk. Under it was my cock, hard as a rock, big as my chest, veiny as my hands.
I'd seen no human around for a really long time. Only heard voices of parents warning their teenagers to not be near where I stay. They thought it's a haunted house. They weren't wrong.
I stood up and strolled with carefree strides, didn't mind the sharp thorns on the floor. I lit up candles, and began my incantations, hoping no one would stop her this time. I wanted her to come. Wanted her to be curious and come to explore the haunted house so I can satisfy the urge I've held for centuries. I wanted her to forget everything she'd been warned by her parents.
After my incantations, I spread my legs on the floor and lifted my garment. I groaned at how hard and full my cock was. It badly needed a relief. The tip was red. My balls felt like it was shrinking due to the increased size of my cock.
I circled my hand on it. My cock twitched. I groaned. It felt so fucking good.
I began stroking myself, my hand moving from just below my smooth tip to my shaft. I repeated, groaning.
I stroked my cock until my cum erupted and made a trace on my garment. I fell back on the floor, my breathing shallow. It wasn't a deep relief. Just one that reduced the swelling of my cock…only barely.
But just then, my senses heightened. I heard footsteps. I could smell something that wasn't dust or my cum. I inhaled twice and sat up, eyes wide like there was an intruder in my territory.
I jumped to my feet, prowling around the room like I was desperate to find something. Desperate to find her.
I stepped out to the hallway and found a shadow. She was tiptoeing. Like she was afraid to wake up whatever creature was in the house.
But I was awake already. Awake for her. Ready to taste her young and delicate pussy.
I stepped back inside the room, and hid behind the door, as if laying an ambush for a prey.
Soon, I heard her nearer. My cock twitched under my garment. She made it twitch. My heart raced. I will finally be having a pussy tonight.
Now I could see her shadow from my hiding spot. Then her.
She looked around like she was searching for something. Like something was drawing her in. I waited for her to step forward enough before I closed the door, locking her in.
She turned sharply, her face an expression of fright. She flinched when she saw my monstrous face stepping towards her in the dark room, dimly lit by candies on one corner.
“Wh- who are you?" She asked, her heart pounding so loud. I could almost hear it.
Her legs trembled. She staggered backward.
But I took more steps closer to her. My hard cock dangled under my garment, getting even harder as I looked at her.
She looked delicious and young. Her boobs looked nice beneath her small shirt. I could see her pussy prints from her leggings. She looked wet down there. Her body was a perfect hour glass. I wanted to devour her immediately.
She stumbled and fell on the bed. Her top rode up and I could see her petite waist.
Perfect.
I stepped closer. Faster now.
I towered her. And when she tried to shift backward on the bed, I rushed her and pinned her hands to the bed with my hand. My weight didn't press her yet. But my heat did…the heat emitting my body and cock.
“Who are you?" She asked, her voice trembling.
It was the exact kind of voice I loved to hear moan.
I leaned into her and sniffed in the cologne on her neck. She moaned…and I groaned.
She smelled so good, I wondered how her pussy would smell.
Maybe even better.
I trailed my nose down to her chest. It grazed her boobs as I took it down to her stomach and made it stop right on her pussy.
She gasped.
I widened her legs with my hand and her leggings was already wet from her pussy dripping juices on it. I rubbed my hands on it and pushed it in, as if I was trying to go into her pussy through the fabric of her cloth.
My cock twitched again. I pulled the garment off my head. She moaned, her pulse racing as she sighted my cock. But she said nothing.
“Don't be scared, I won't hurt you." I assured her.
But she looked rather curious than scared. I gripped the waist band of her leggings and pulled it off her waist, then down her legs. I exclaimed when I finally saw her bare pussy…shallow hairs, and pink cunt.
I stroked my cock as I stepped closer, kneeling on the bed. She moaned, and her voice nearly made me burst my nuts. But not yet.
I needed it to burst inside her pussy.
I gripped her hips and pushed my cock inside her pussy.
Damn I had almost forgotten how good it felt to have a woman.
Her pussy was warm and so fucking wet. Her hips were full of soft flesh.
Fuck! I slammed her very hard. Like she could cover up for all the years I've not fucked anyone.
She was so tight and her pussy had to adjust to the size of my fat cock.
I made sure I was balls deep inside her, fucking her deep pussy, grinding the walls like it was the solution to all of my problems. I hit that deep sweet spot continuously.
I groaned, her moans driving me crazy.
It didn't take long before my cum burst from my cock, deep inside her pussy. She was so sweet I couldn't hold back for too long.
But I didn't pull out immediately. Just let my cock stay deep inside her pussy. She threw a hand out, rubbing her clit very fast, her fingers brushing my cock.
Then I felt her warm juices on my cock, dripping down to my shaft. I groaned and pulled out, my eyes fixed on my cock as it was covered in her juices. My cum dripped out of her too.
Her face was flushed, panting softly, pussy dripping, still swollen like it would need more of my cock.