Clarkson Mannor

Ivan Clarkson

Ivan smiled as he heard Jenna state that she didn’t care about his past, that she did truly want to be with him. “Jenna, you don’t know what you’re saying, my dear,” Ivan assured her, his happiness at her declaration being tempered with the knowledge of what it might mean.

“After I had buried Celeste’s body in the garden, I was wracked with guilt. I had destroyed the one thing I thought I loved. My life seemed to be a hollow shell. I was despondent, I didn’t know what to do… I hung myself in the study.” Ivan continued his story, “I killed myself to try and free myself from my guilt, the knowledge of what I had done, but unfortunately I was cursed. Cursed to come back, cursed to haunt this old house in the company of my wife and her lovers for all time.”

“It was only after the first visitors to our house began behaving strangely that I discovered the curse didn’t just effect me and Celeste. Everyone who has stepped into this house is vulnerable. It’s why I didn’t want you to stay, didn’t want to see you again, because through me you too shall be cursed.”
 
Jenna

"The curse doesn't matter. I feel somethng for you. Do you not feel it too?" Jenna questioned.

Nothing matter to her, save him. In this short time he had begun to mean so much to her. She felt in her body, her soul. He must feel it too. "son't you feel what I fell Ivan?"

Jenna leaned up and kissed him. Willing him to feel what was running through her. She needed him to. She needed him.
 
Ivan Clarkson

“Don’t you feel what I feel, Ivan?”

The question made Ivan pause, he knew what he felt, how he felt towards this young woman but to have her return that feeling… As he struggled to sort out his thoughts, his emotions, Jenna leaned up, her lips covering his in a passionate kiss, settling the issue completely. Ivan couldn’t stop himself, his arms going around her slender shoulders, his mouth pressed against hers as he felt her need for him.

“Jenna, love,” Ivan gasped once their lips had parted once more, looking down into her eyes, smiling at the lovely vibrant young woman before him. “Are you sure? You know what this could mean?” He asked, reluctant to damn her to his own fate but knowing that he couldn’t live without her.
 
Kellie and Dillion

“Why baby? It was amazing! I loved it and you sure seemed to be having fun. Nothing to be sorry about. Kellie, I didn’t know sex could be like that, please don’t feel bad.”

He kissed her softly and she remembers how sweet the big jerk could be sometimes. That recollection and fond memories of their friendship dulled her embarrassment. So, she fucked like a madwomen, big deal. It was Dillion, her fuck-buddy, her old friend. She eventually got over the embarrassment of the "Condom Incident" and even managed laugh about it, once. They were old friends; they could be comfortable with fucking like primal animals, once.

Her body stirred under his caresses and she snuggled closer to him.

"It was pretty incredible, wasn't it?" She smiles, "I'm kind of surprised you aren't on the phone to SVU or at least feeling a little used." She teases. “I don’t know what brought that on, I’m pretty sure I stopped thinking after that first powerful thrust of your cock into my cunt, but I don’t think I’d mind if happened again. After I catch my breath, and maybe have a warm soak or a shower...”

"Do you think this place has hot water?"
 
Jenna

"I know what it means Ivan, I don't care. DOn't you understand that. I feel something I've never felt for you," she said leaning into him again.

Jenna kissed Ivan, slowly, passionatly. Her fingers threading into his hair. Her body pressed against his. She couldn't get close enough to Ivan.

"I want this Ivan. I want you."
 
Celeste

I could feel Jenna falling my fool of a husband but it only served to drive my lust. The young man between my legs was hammering my pussy with stroke and thrust over and over. He was a fucking maching and I loved how he filled my ghostly pussy with his big hard rod. I concentrated for a second focusing my energy on his mind trying to block the chemical pathways in his brian and spinal cord that would lead to an orgasm. I wasn't ready for him to cum yet as I wanted to ride him now.

"Kole why don't you lie down and let me impale myself on your manhood."

It was more of a statement a command not a question. Kole was in a robotic state and did as he was told laying down on the bed. I climbed on top of him my knees on either side of his thighs. I took his cock in my hand guiding it towards the opening to my pussy. Slowly I lowered myself onto him as my pussy engulfed his rod.
 
sinfulsandi said:
"Sam darling why dont you place that cock in my mouth for while this young stud fucks me."

Never one to deny my lover her demands, I stepped to her and slid my cock into her mouth. It felt wonderful as always. She sucked it in and slowly massaged it with her tongue. She sucked on it like a baby sucking on a bottle, milking it, trying to get the juices from it. Kole was obviously oblivious to what else Celeste was doing, he was thinking his was the only cock in the room. With our ghostly status, Celeste was still able to communicate with Kole like she didn't have a big cock in her mouth.
 
Oh Jesus she was incredible.

She seemed to have boundless energy and limitless lust for cock - my cock. She'd lain back, hauled her knees to her chest and begged me to hammer her hot little pussy as hard as I could.

With every stroke she screamed for it harder and harder - the torrent of filth coming from her mouth just driving me on and on... harder and harder as I slammed into her; finally giving up all restraint and fear of hurting her, she wanted it as hard as I could give it... and still she begged for me, it was amazing!

Even more amazing was, that despite the exquisite sensations of her tight, hot, wet little pussy gripping my cock, seeming to pull me into her - I hadn't cum. That one night Jenna had got a little drunk, back in the day... she'd been a wildcat in the bedroom - so wild she'd made me cum in about 10 seconds flat! But Celeste... Celeste was BEYOND wildcat and still I hadn't bolted - the pleasure just when on and on...

And then she smoothly, so easily 'ordered' me to lie back and let her ride me. Like I would refuse!

As we both hurried about the bed, I felt an odd, cold breeze - we must have been moving fast!

I lay back and looked up with what must have been the biggest, silliest grin on record. I watched her ripe, smooth, delicious body as she straddled me... and then, gripped my cock - her hand sending sparks of sensation down my rod - as she guided me back inside her.

I was past worrying about being overheard and a long, low, shuddering groan: "Oh God Celeste... that's amazing... you're amazing." I groaned.
 
Dillion

"Do you think this place has hot water?"

Dillion was happy that Kellie seemed to be ok with the wild fucking and even might want to do it again.

“Um I don’t know about water temp, but I saw a nice bathroom with a really cool looking old fashioned tub big enough for two when I was upstairs. If there is no hot water maybe I can keep you heated up,” He said sheepishly.

He quickly gathered up their clothes and took Kellie’s hand to lead her upstairs as he continued, “For the record baby, I will never call the cops, so feel free to rape me anytime.”

When Kellie tried to get hi to hand over her panties, he suggested they not bother.

“Jenna is off somewhere with old pasty face, probably under his spell. You know how romantic she makes everything. As for Kole and the old lady, unless I don’t know my good buddy like I think I do they are doing the horizontal tango. The way she was sending signals and him being one to fuck anything that slows down. No one else around so why put them on just to take them back off,” He explained. “Come on sexy your tub awaits.”
 
Ivan Clarkson

Ivan smiled as her heard her words, her slender body pressing tight against his as she leaned up and kissed him once more. His hands slid down her back, holding her close as her fingers entwined with his hair, their mouths meeting in a slow passionate kiss.

"I want this Ivan. I want you."

“As I want you, my love,” Ivan whispered to her softly, his fingers running over the soft smooth skin of her cheek as looked down into her eyes. “But I had to make sure you knew the dangers, the consequences of being with me.” He told her, his arms still around her tight as he began to float, carrying her with him as he levitated towards the master bedroom.
 
Jenna

Jenna felt as if she were floating in Ivan's arms. They moved through the house quietly, and ended in what she assumed to be his room. It was huge, as everything else. The bed taking up most of the room.

She looked around in wonder. "This, this is all yours?" she asked Ivan. Walking around, laying her hand upon various onjects in the room. There was a photo of Ivan, a beautiful portrait. She looked upon it, lightly touching it with her fingers.
 
Ivan Clarkson

Ivan smiled as Jenna looked around his bedroom in awe. “Yes, this is all mine,” He told her with a self deprecating shrug, glancing at all the things he’d accumulated in his life. ‘It is a little dirty,” He noted, looking at the fine film of dust that lay over the bed, his will quickly spreading out from him to restore the room to its former glory.

“That was taken the year I graduated from college,” Ivan told her softly, moving up behind her as she looked at his portrait, her fingers running lightly over the glass. “I met Celeste a few years after that,” He continued, his hands reaching out to touch her shoulders, drawing her close to him.
 
Jenna

"Ivan, you were, you are such an attractive man. Why would she do that to you? How could she? I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of you." Jenna asked feeling him behind her.

She turned and looked up at him, waiting to hear his response. She couldn't imagine needing anyone other then him in her bed. Jenna had a feeling this man could satisfy her needs without a problem.
 
Ivan Clarkson

“I was never sure why Celeste did anything, at first I turned a blind eye to it, pretended it just wasn’t happening.” Ivan told her, smiling down into her eyes as she turned to look up at him. “After awhile I just couldn’t pretend anymore…” He told her, losing himself in her eyes, leaning down to gently kiss her lips.

As the kiss deepened, Ivan hugged her tightly to him, pressing his body against hers, letting her feel his desire for her. “When it got to the point I couldn’t deny what was happening I tried having affairs of my own but I could never find release in another’s arms. I always felt guilty being with another woman other then my wife. I don’t feel that, I don’t feel guilty with you.” He whispered to her softly, his fingers lightly caressing her neck as he held her close to him.
 
Jenna

Jenna listen to Ivan heard his words then felt his kiss. She didn't want him to feel guilty about this, about them. "There's something about you, about us Ivan. From the first moment I saw you I felt it."

Her fingers wound into his hair. Jenna leaned even closer into his body. She felt what this was doing to him, wanted to ease it for him. "I want you Ivan, I want you as I've wanted no other."
 
Ivan Clarkson

Ivan sighed, his fingers still caressing the soft skin of her neck as she pressed into him, her fingers weaving into his hair. “I want you, Jenna. Perhaps we were always meant to be together,” Ivan suggested hopefully, his mouth covering hers in a passionate kiss.

As they kissed, Ivan’s hands ran down the back of her red sweater, caressing her back as his tongue slipped into her mouth. His fingers curled under the hem of her sweater, dancing along the smooth bare skin of her back as they kissed. “Jenna, my love,” Ivan whispered softly once their lips had parted again, his hands sliding over her back, lifting the form fitting sweater up and off over her head.
 
Jenna

Feeling Ivan's hands on her body, sent Jenna's mind realing. She had wanted this, this very moment she had always thought of. Now she stood in front of him in her red lace bra, leather pants, and boots. A sight she was sure of.

Jenna began working on the button of his coat as soon as her hands were free from her sweater. This man compelled her as no other. She was doing this because she wanted him, not because of an old curse.
 
Ivan Clarkson

“Beautiful, so beautiful,” Ivan sighed as his eyes ran over her soft smooth skin as he pulled her sweater off from her, his hands reaching out to caress her arms as her hands began unbuttoning his coat. He wondered if she truly wanted him or was being compelled by the curse, his eyes on her face, trying to read some hint there. His hands slide around behind her, fingers fumbling along the strap that held her red lace bra in place, working at it until finally he managed to get it unhooked.

“I wish I had met you when I was living,” He whispered to her softly, his fingers sliding the straps of her bra off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. “You deserve a live man, not a memory of one, not the ghost of a man.” He told her as his fingers ran over the soft swell of her breasts, his touch light as a feather around her hard nipples.
 
Jenna

Jenna's heart lurched at his words. She knew he ment well but what she needed only he could give. She needed him to know that. "Ivan I want not because of this curse, but because you feel right. I don't need some "live" guy, what I need it right here. You," she kissed him, urging him to feel her passion.

Jena felt beautiful in his eyes. His touch brought shiver down her back. She could get very used to his touch. She knew he could see how he was effecting her body, her nipples were hard, rock hard. She wanted him, damn everything else.
 
Ivan Clarkson

Ivan regretted his words as he saw the impact they had on her, her eyes were so expressive that she probably didn’t even know how much of her thoughts she displayed with them. He opened his mouth to apologize, the words never being uttered as she kissed him passionately, her lips urging him to surrender to his own desire.

His fingers cupped her bare breast, gently kneading it as his tongue met hers, swirling against each other as she pressed herself hard to him. “Jenna, my dear,” He breathed softly in her ear, his hand sliding down over her soft stomach, his fingers working at the waist of her tight leather pants. “I want you, I desire you, you captivate me in a way no one else ever has,” He confided in her, his lips against her cheek as his hand slipped into the waist of her pants, his fingers sliding down over the front of her panties.
 
Jenna

She felt him giving up, letting his desire lead him now. She smiled inside at that thought. She knew Ivan wanted her on a baser leval, a deeper one. It was the same she wanted him.

"Ivan, please, I'm burning fo you," she whispered. Her words becoming harder to form as her need began to take over. She removed his coat, and began working on his shirt. So many buttons, she just ripped, past the point of caring.

"Oh my, I'm sorry...."
 
Kellie

When Kellie tried to get hi to hand over her panties, he suggested they not bother.

"Naked? You want to walk through a house, a strange, very stange house, naked?" Kellie had to admit it was a stupid thing to say, since she already left the room, crossed the hall and was heading up the stairs completely naked.

"OK, but if we see anyone, you have to distract them while I run and look for a place to hide. Got it?"

“Jenna is off somewhere with old pasty face, probably under his spell. You know how romantic she makes everything. As for Kole and the old lady, unless I don’t know my good buddy like I think I do they are doing the horizontal tango. The way she was sending signals and him being one to fuck anything that slows down. No one else around so why put them on just to take them back off,” He explained. “Come on sexy your tub awaits.”

"Of couse, put that way, it makes perfect sense..." She chuckles, "Ya know what, sweet-cheeks?" She pinches is butt as she follows him up the stairs. "I really need that bath because I am having some very dirty thoughts right now. And I think if I whisper them in your ear, you'll be dirty too."

She flashes a cheeky grin as they enter the bathroom and she sees the tub. She quickly climbs over the edge and into the old claw-footed bathtub.

"There is definately room for me," as she lays on the bottom of the dry tub, "and I think there's a place for you squeeze in."
 
Ivan Clarkson

"Oh my, I'm sorry...." Jenna said as she ripped his shirt open, the small buttons flying around the room like buckshot.

“Don’t be, my dear,” Ivan smiled at her, his hand reaching out to cover hers as he closed his eyes, his shirt seeming to instantly mend itself back together, the buttons suddenly reappearing in there rightful place. “There are a few advantages to my current state,” He assured her, opening his eyes and letting his shirt simply drift away from his body, his torso pale and gleaming in the early autumn moonlight.

Leaning forward, Ivan kissed the soft nape of her neck, his fingers sliding down over the front of her panties, feeling the warm wet heat of her sex as his hand pushed her leather pants down over her shapely hips.
 
Jenna

Jenna was on fire with her need. Her hands found his pants, but then remembering what he had done with his shirt she thought better. "Can you, would you just do away with these?"

She wanted him before her with nothing. She wanted his body next to hers, to feel him against her skin. Touching and feeling each other. SHe needed it.
 
As Kole lay back I straddled him placing one knee on either side of his thighs. His rock hard cock touched the outter folds of my pussy. I lowered myself quickly and in one fluid motion impaling myself on Kole. I screamed out in pleasure both physically and spiritually at the same time. I grabbed Koles wrists slamming them to the bed as I began rocking my hips back and forth causing his cock to slid in and out of me. My ass was coming up into the air and I would slam it back down.

"Yes Kole that's the way I like it harder and harder. I want your cock in me forever. Fuck yes Kole, Fuck yes Kole, your cock is so hard in me I love it baby."

I lowered my tits down and let it hang right at his lips so he could suck on my hard nipple while I rode him.

"Oh Ivan dear, this one is really good I like him. I can feel the passion between you and your young trollop."

"Sam dear why dont you push your cock into my ass while I ride Kole here. I can lean forward enough for you to push it into me darling."
 
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