The Goth Part 3: The Crypt - Sex Stories

The Goth Part 3: The Crypt

... we were able to go in because we were friends with members of some of the more popular bands that came to play there. We just had to endure this big ass black X on our hands. Well, except for Snow. "Salem's Lot is playing tonight." "I thought James said they couldn't get booked this weekend. Some bullshit about another band threatens to pull out of the battle of the bands next month if they didn't get to play this weekend." Ghost replied quickly, Snow confused as hell looking at us. As I go to respond, Snow cuts me off, "Okay hold up. Who the hell is Salem's Lot and who is James?" Ghost laughed as she looks at Snow "Sorry. James Salem is a friend of ours, about your age." "And Salem's Lot is the name of his band." I said to her without missing a beat. She nods slowly looking at me "Sounds legit to me." She smiles and grabs Ghost by the wrist and pulls her up the stairs. I could not help but stare at their asses as they ran up the stairs, my cock slowly growing semi erect as I think of the things I would do to those asses. Checking the text again seeing that we had about an hour before Josh and Kristoff showed back up to give us a ride. Shrugging I tossed my nightmarish phone onto the couch and walked up the stairs slowly, hearing Snow and Ghost talking in Snows bedroom. I could not hear it all, just them trying to decide what to wear. Slowly shaking my head, I walk into my bedroom. Deciding on a pair of black tripp pants, no chains, with toxic green stitching and a long ...

... sleeve shirt. Designed for the left side to be the same shade of toxic green while the other side was black. Moving quickly from the bedroom I head into the bathroom to go a head and get my shower over with while they decide what to wear. Meanwhile in the bedroom of Mrs. Snow, Ghost is looking through her bag. The more she looks the more upset she gets. Snow walks over and gently puts a hand on her shoulder "What's wrong?" Ghost looks up at her, tears forming in her eyes "I truly have nothing to wear. Everything I had was dirty when I shoved it in the bag. The only thing that was clean was some clothes I laze around the house in." Snow smiles reassuringly to her "Don't worry about it. You can borrow some of my old clothes tonight. We will make sure your clothes are washed tomorrow..." Suddenly Ghost throws her arms around her "Oh, thank you!” Snow smiles softly and hugs her, slowly stroking her hair "You are welcome Sweetie. Now, let us see if we can't find something for us to wear." In the twenty minutes it took me to shower, they had set a new record. Two females had gone through closest and dresser drawers, coming out with two full outfits. When I stepped out of the bathroom, having to hold up the heavy pants because I had forgotten a belt, Snow stood there tapping her foot. As soon as I cleared the doorway, she rushed past me to get past me. Either by accident or intentional her breast had been pressed to my arm as she went by. When we had gotten her to our house the night ...