Clarkson Mannor

Celeste

As Dillon broke my kiss and urged Kellie to run I called upon the curse Ivan feared so much. Drawing with power that no human could understand I urged it to invade their very being their souls calling to other undead spirits to come forth and inhibit their passing. I brushed the doors and windows with my mind closing them but not just closed but sealed them tightly. I had to say nothing to Sam knowing that if he could get Kelli to stay then Dillons love for her might yet be his downfall.

"Ivan dear it is time for the curse to come to bear on these young people. Lend me your strength or lose your precious Jenna forever and stay with me for eternity."
 
Sam

I knew Celeste wanted me to do what I could to keep Kellie from leaving. "I will do my best" I said to Celeste. I followed Kellie into the hall as she was being drug along by Dillion. Touching her and fondling her where I could to try to get her wanting him to fuck her.
 
Ivan Clarkson

Ivan looked up at her, his mouth still kissing her soft skin as she writhed and twisted against him. He knew his caresses were touching her soul, exciting her far beyond simple physical touch ever could. It almost wasn’t fair, Ivan thought to himself, his fingers exploring her warm wet center, his touch aroused her and forever tied her to him. “I’m sorry, my dear, He thought towards her, knowing that there was no way either of them could stop now even if they wanted.

“I want you, Jenna,” Ivan breathed softly, his lips moving to one heaving breast, kissing and sucking on the soft sensitive skin as his fingers delved deeper into her.

Moving up, Ivan looked deep into her eyes, feeling her body moving against him. “You’re mine, my dear,” Ivan sighed softly, positioning the head of his hard cock at the entrance of her sex. “And I’m yours,” He assured her, slowly sliding into her, his soul melding with hers.
 
Kellie

"No, Dillion..." She breathes heavily, her tits bouncing with the hard, gasping breath she takes. "We have to go, remember? There is something about this house, its not us."

Despite her brief resistance, she felt Dillion slide into her as if he belonged in her cunt. She closed her eyes and rocked back against him as he fucked her, so hard and warm, moving forcefully inside her. She did not want to think about anything but him, she tried to ignore everything else. The other sensations, she discounted them, they were wrong, the feeling of Dillion, that was right.

“Oh my god, Kellie! I am sorry. You are right we have to get the fuck out of here. I can’t believe this is happening. B.bb.b.b.but I want you so much, god I hope we don’t lose that when we go,” He replied and tried to step back.

He pulled away from her, leaving Kellie feeling empty and alone. As he withdrew his cock from her she whimpered, vacant and vulnerable, she just wanted him back.

“NO! This is wrong. Don’t touch me witch!” He yelled.

“Dillion?” she murmured his name, more confused than ever…

“Come on Kellie baby, fuck this place and fuck Jenna and Kole. If they want to fuck these old creeps let em, but we need to get out of here.”

She almost laughed as he grabbed her arm and pulled her along. He wanted her; he was not abandoning her and that was all that mattered to her. She responded to the concern and fear in his voice, and trusting him as she trusted no other, she hurried to follow him. Running with Dillion through the house, with her free hand, she swatted at invisible touches. They slowed her, but her faith in Dillion would no them stop her; when she weakened, she borrowed from his strength. She struggled against her irrational desires but she continued to follow Dillion.
 
They reached the main door only to find it locked and seemingly sealed. Dillion tried a couple of windows but eh could not budge either.

“Oh god Kellie, this house doesn’t want to let us go! Wait stand away,” He said as he lifted a heavy iron fireplace tool.

He ran toward the window and hurled the black iron rod like a javelin. It bounced off without even scratching the glass.

“That is fucking impossible baby! This old house can’t have unbreakable glass. Come on there must be another way out of this mausoleum.”

He grabbed her hand and led her down a long hall toward what her thought would be the kitchen.
 
Kellie

“Oh god Kellie, this house doesn’t want to let us go! Wait stand away,”

Kellie watched helplessly, as Dillion searched for a way out of the old house. At first, she attempted to help him, she tried to raise the windowpanes, she banged on the glass with her closed fist, and she fruitlessly pulled on doorknobs but each of her efforts came to nothing. She shivered as she watched him, although naked she wasn’t cold, it was thrilling her just to watch his body move through his determined efforts to free them. But she felt herself weakening; she wanted to throw herself at him, impaled on his cock, her arms and legs wrapped around him, his hands on her ass while…

She ran to the door and pounded on it, she pulled on the knob, and she fell to her knees sobbing. She didn’t know if she could take much more of this.

“That is fucking impossible baby! This old house can’t have unbreakable glass. Come on there must be another way out of this mausoleum.”

He grabbed her hand and she scrambled to her feet, following him down the hall as he pulled her along.

“Dillion, this place is evil…it will never let us go.” She sobbed but she kept running, frightened but determined not to let him down.
 
Dillion

Dillion was stopped dead in his tracks by his lover’s frightened lament. He couldn’t stand that she was so scared and there didn’t seem to be anything eh could do. He pulled her into his arms and tried to comfort her.

“Baby, I know this is all really weird. But I am sure it is just some creepy tricks Celeste and old Ivan are doing. Don’t worry, whatever happens I am going to stay with you. Nobody is going to touch or hurt you,” He said as confidently as he could manage as he hugged her.

It was then that he remembered that they were still naked. A couple hours earlier it would have seemed absurd to be running around a strange old house naked. At that point it seemed almost normal. A thought that bothered him even more. The other thing that freaked him out was his cock still being rock hard. He had been running around scared shitless trying to break out of the house and yet his cock was still ready and raring to to fuck Kellie.

“Kellie those creepy old folks must have some kind of sex drug in the air here. Maybe they are so desperate for young fuck partners that they are doing this. I can’t believe as much as I know we need to get out of here that it is taking all my will to fight the urge fuck you right here on the floor. There is something I never told you, that I should and I wanted to but I didn’t know how…..Kelly, I love you. I have known it for a long time and I have always wanted you. But god the way I want to fuck you right now is just well fucking nuts. I swear baby, my dick hurts it is so hard.” He blurted out and then kissed her deeply.
 
Kellie

“Baby, I know this is all really weird. But I am sure it is just some creepy tricks Celeste and old Ivan are doing. Don’t worry, whatever happens I am going to stay with you. Nobody is going to touch or hurt you,” He said as confidently as he could manage as he hugged her.

Kellie melted into his warm, hard body as he hugged her, at first there was only the comfort and safetly she felt in his arms. But they were naked and she could feel cock pressing against her flesh, firm, hard against her. So very hard. Thoughts of running were becoming secondary as the image of him throwing her to the floor and just taking her stuck firmly in her mind. Her hands moved over him as he held her, absorbing the line between his chest and his thigh, grazing her nails gently over his skin. Fascinated by the feel of his skin beneath her fingers, she barely heard what he was saying.

Fuck you right here on the floor, he said and she was willing to agree to that, his words fitting perfectly with the picture in her mind...Kelly, I love you, he says and she nearly laughs, perfect timing... no wine or flowers, just an evil house and naked terror, the big goof. Her big goof. She aches, feels empty, needs him in her, he is so hard he hurts... what could it matter?...she thinks as he kisses her, what could it matter if they satisfied their needs, eased their discomfort...it won't take long, a fuck, hard and fast... what could it hurt?

She wraps herself around him, her arms squeezing her tits into Dillion's chest, her tongue searching for his, her hands digging into his shoulders...

She makes a last ditch effort, and turns her head away from him, "Dillion we can't do this..."
 
Jenna

PogueMahone said:
Ivan looked up at her, his mouth still kissing her soft skin as she writhed and twisted against him. He knew his caresses were touching her soul, exciting her far beyond simple physical touch ever could. It almost wasn’t fair, Ivan thought to himself, his fingers exploring her warm wet center, his touch aroused her and forever tied her to him. “I’m sorry, my dear, He thought towards her, knowing that there was no way either of them could stop now even if they wanted.

“I want you, Jenna,” Ivan breathed softly, his lips moving to one heaving breast, kissing and sucking on the soft sensitive skin as his fingers delved deeper into her.

Moving up, Ivan looked deep into her eyes, feeling her body moving against him. “You’re mine, my dear,” Ivan sighed softly, positioning the head of his hard cock at the entrance of her sex. “And I’m yours,” He assured her, slowly sliding into her, his soul melding with hers.

Jenna felt Ivan move in her body. The pleasure was amazing. He filled her body as no other ever had. She felt him deep in her soul as he moved their bodies towards pleasure.

She locked her legs around his hips and moved her body with his. Her nails in his shoulder, biting into his skin. Moans and gasps coming from her throat. She wanted more, she craved him.

Jenna looked into his eyes and whispered, "Mine."
 
DaisyBuchanan said:
She makes a last ditch effort, and turns her head away from him, "Dillion we can't do this..."

Sam knew his touches were working and Kellie just needed a little more. He reached down between her legs and rubbed her pussy. Finding her clit, he pinched it and rolled it gently with his fingers, hoping that would be enogh for her not to care that Celeste wasn't letting them leave, at least not until she was done with them.
 
"Thats it Sam keep it up slam your cock into her pussy if you have to but keep her mind on sex."

I followed to where the two had fled and walked into the room. I walked up to Kellie and leanded forward placing a hand on her nicely formed breast. I looked her in the eyes and called upon the spirits to inhabit her mind and body to fill her with lust and sex. Leaning forward I pressed my lips to hers but only for a second allowing Sam time to work on her.

"Kellie you are so beautiful why don't you and Dillon stay and lets all please each other. I know he loves you but right now we want the same thing for you. I only want to please you and I know you are screaming for him to make love to you that you feel very horny I can see it in your eyes."
 
Just as Dillion was about to tell Kellie once again how sorry he was about his ridicules lust, Celeste came into the small alcove. Even under the spell, the older woman’s presence was so creepy to the young man that it took the edge off the spirit induced lust. She touched Kellie and then kissed her. As she spoke of group sex and his love for the Kellie, rage replaced lust in the forefront of his emotions. He grabbed Celeste and pushed her away from Kellie.

“Fuck you bitch! Neither Kellie or I are going to have sex with you or any other creepy occupant of this goddamn house. Now let us out of this fucking nightmare!” He yelled as he moved between the sprawled spirit and his love.
 
Sam

With Dillions outburst to Celeste I knew what needed to be done. I walked up behid Kellie and rammed my hard cock into her, just as Celeste had suggested earlier. I knew Kellie wasn't going anywhere, at least not without Dillion dragging her. I sinply left it in her to the hilt and shifted it around. The feeling of her muscles contracting told me she felt it.
 
Ivan Clarkson

“Forever mine,” Ivan sighed, his lips kissing hers as she locked her legs around him, her fingers digging into his ghostly flesh as they moved together in a passionate rhythm.

He felt her body move under him, her spirit entwining with his in an intricate weave that neither could ever undo. His body thrust deeper into her, knowing his release, the first in nearly a century was fast approaching. “My love,” He whispered softly, kissing her cheek as the thrust into her.
 
Jenna

Jenna felt him moving, loving the feel. Hearing him whisper to her. It felt wonderful. Her body began tensing, moving towards her release. Her hands clutching his back as they moved.

"Love me," Jenna whisp[ered to him. Wanting him to be with her, inside her like this for so long. She felt the pull of something stronger between them. Something deeper and more amazing.
 
Ivan Clarkson

“I’m going to climax, my love,” Ivan whispered softly to her, not knowing how their union of souls would effect either one but knowing with grim certainty that one or the other of them would be forever changed afterwards. He felt connected to her, his spirit wrapping around hers as they moved together on the bed.

“I want you to finish with me, Jenna,” Ivan whispered, his hands running over the soft smooth skin, noticing how pale her body was becoming as he thrust deeper into her. “Orgasm for me, my darling.”
 
Celeste

"IVAN IM ABOUT TO DRAW UPON THE CURSE AS IT WAS MEANT TO BE USED."

I screamed this to my dead husband referring to the true power of the curse that not only damed us but was waiting to be unleased by our sinful passions of lust. I knew he was in the midst of fucking Jenna and that his spirit would also be easier to draw upon it's sexual energy. I paused as the look on Kelli's face told me she like what some was doing or rather what Sam was giving her. I wondered what would happen if he came inside of her even though she would feel like a man had cum it would be more spiritual.

"Sam fuck her till you shoot your ghostly wad deep inside that sweet sweet pussy of hers."
 
Jenna

Jenna couldn;t help it her body was being drawn tighter, her climax right there. When Ivan told her he wanted her with him, it was all she needed. He body began to spasm, closing tight around him. SHe took everything.

She felt her body go weak as though her life was draining. She also felt whole, complete. It was the most amazing orgasm of her life. She felt reborn, a new person.

"Ivan that was....what happened to me?"
 
Ivan Clarkson

Ivan thrust deep into her, his body tensing and shuddering as she spasms under him, her body gripping him tight as she orgasms beneath him. “Oh, god,” He gasped, his own climax overcoming him quickly, “Jenna… I’m… I’m so sorry.” He whispered as he saw her body go weak, the life seeming to drain out of her. She’s dying, He moaned mentally, tears in his eyes as he watched the vibrant life seep from her body, her spirit shining bright in front of him.

"Ivan that was....what happened to me?"

“I’m so… so sorry, my love,” Ivan cried, his hand reaching out to caress her cheek, pulling her to him as he hugged her. “I didn’t know… I didn’t mean for this to happen,” He told her earnestly, unable to bring the words to tell her what had happened to her. “Stand up, Jenna, stand up and look at the bed.” He told her in a low whisper.
 
Kellie

“Dillion! Oh god, Dillion, please… help me!”

Kellie grabbed hold of Dillion as the ghostly cock forced its way into her wet pussy. Imagined touches by invisible hands were nothing compared to the terror of an unseen fuck. In desperation, she wrapped her arms around Dillion and looked up to him with frightened eyes that were beginning to well with tears. She tried to move away, to escape from Sam’s ghostly prick but her legs were too weak and all she could do was squirm as the smooth muscles of her cunt quivered around Sam’s intruding member. Only Dillion’s strong arms kept her from collapsing to the floor.

“Get it out! Get it out! Its inside me, Dillion. Please, please, get it out. Oh, help me… please.”

Her pleading cries turn to whimpers, as the terror in her mind fights with the pleasure her body is unwillingly experiencing. Her pleading, tear-filled eyes look up at Dillion, begging him to help her, as her knees finally give out and she slides to the floor. Her whimpers transform to soft moans as she cries to crawl away from whatever is causing her body to betray her so treacherously. As her mind demands escape, her body becomes aroused by the spiritual rod in her pussy and her hips rise and flex to accept whatever Sam can push into her.

Tears, rolling freely down her cheeks, splash to the floor beneath her. Scrambling on the floor, she reaches for Dillion until she can wrap a hand around his ankle.

"Dillion?"
 
Jenna

Jenna stood from the bed on wobbly legs, unsure of what she would see. As she turned tears clung in her eyes and sobs threatened to spill from her throat. Her body lay there still. She was standing, but her body lay unmoving. Jenna didn't understand.

"Ivan why am I here, and there? What happened to my body?"

The tears came then, she knew they would. Jenna knew she was lost, her body gone. She was racked with sadness. Her voice grew weak as she cried for all she wouldn't have, wouldn't do.
 
Ivan Clarkson

“I’m sorry, so sorry, my dear,” Ivan repeated softly, his arm going around her shoulders as he saw the tears come, sob wracking her slender body. “I didn’t know… I’m sorry, my love.” He told her, trying to hold her, trying to comfort her.

“I guess this is my fault, Jenna, I’ve damned you to an existence like my own.” He told her, his hands rubbing her back as she mourned for herself. “I wanted you with me forever and now you shall be. I only hope you can forgive me for what I’ve done to you. I did not mean to, my love.”
 
Jenna

As she finally relaxed, no further tears falling from her eyes, she looked up at Ivan. She saw the truth in his eyes. Jenna knew in her heart that things would be alright. She was ment to be with him.

"I'm sorry Ivan, I was in shock I guess. What we shared was so beautiful. I had never experienced anything like that." She reached up, her hand rubbing against his cheek, placing a soft kiss to his lips. "I wanted forever with you too."
 
Ivan Clarkson

“It is quite a shock,” Ivan told her, his arms still around her, his eyes on her body laying deathly still on the bed. “I remember seeing myself… it almost drove me mad. You’re much stronger than I was or am,” He told her, smiling down at her, his lips kissing her forehead lovingly.

“Forever might be very interesting now,” Ivan sighed, as she kissed his lips. “Especially when Celeste discovers that you’ll be with us from now on.”

“Speaking of my dear wife,” Ivan said, his eyes turning towards the door, his spirit finally letting in all the thoughts and emotions he’d blocked while he was Jenna, “I think we need to stop her. She’s using the curse on your friends, corrupting them, damning them if she can.”
 
Jenna

"Oh my, how can we stop her? I don't want them hurt. I have to help," she asked wondering what the curse was doing to them.

Jenna held on to Ivan, not knowing how Celeste would feel now that she would be there. How she would feel, her hate anger how would she use against Jenna? For the time being though it didn't matter, she had to help her friends.
 
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