The Attic – A Ghost Story, Parts VI – VIII & Epilogue - Sex Stories

The Attic – A Ghost Story, Parts VI – VIII & Epilogue

... college, took a night course in realty. I’ve been selling real estate ever since. So much for my big college dreams.”

“Does Bart Dover know where they are?”

“If anyone does, he does.”

“Will you help us find out where they are, and when the time comes, will you tell the state police everything you just told me?”

Angelina nodded and looked up at the bloody Helmsworth twins. “I’ve thought about you two every day over the past twenty years. I really am sorry for my part in this nightmare.”

Then she paused again.

“I lied to you about something else,” she added, biting her lip. Lila, who had been sliding the dildo out of Angelina’s ass stopped.

“Really?” Lila said. “About what?”

Angelina slowly slid her body backwards, sliding herself back on the dildo that she had been complaining about a moment ago. She pushed as far back as her restraints would allow her, then nodded to Lila. My wife looked at me and I just shook my head. She slid the eighteen inch dildo the rest of the way inside Angelina’s ass.

“I’m so worthless,” Angelina said. “Do with me what you will. I’m a piece of shit. And I’m so sorry. I’ve had this over my head for twenty years. I’m just glad it’s over. Make me pay.”

“Hah, no problem, bitch” Lila said. She began sodomizing Angelina with gusto, driving the eighteen-inch long strap-on in and out of Angelina’s asshole aggressively – definitely doing the whole “hell hath no fury” thing all over Angelina’s ass.

I got up and moved in front ...

... of Angelina, lifting her head up. She looked up at me with doe eyes that were red and teary.

“I’m such a whore,” she whispered. I gave my cock a couple of strokes and drove it into her mouth, not even trying to be gentle. I pushed until my balls rested against Angelina’s chin. She coughed and streamers of slime dribbled from her mouth around my meat, but she didn’t choke.

My wife continued to drive in and out of Angelina’s ass. Mina and the still-gruesome Helmsworth twins donned strap-on harnesses and fit them with different sized dongs. Mina went with a big, thick, horse-like thing. Dorothy had a long thin snake that looked to be almost two feet long with a tapered end. Lorelei had a short, stubby dildo that was almost as big around as my guns.

Callie had taken out a camera and was filming Angelina’s humiliation. Pausing every few minutes to masturbate a little.

Mina tapped her mother on the shoulder. Lila slid her dildo out of Angelina’s red, inflamed asshole and stepped back, allowing Mina to roughly drive her dong into Angelina’s sphincter. Angelina moaned around my cock as I continued to slide my meat in and out of her mouth. A thick streamer of throat slime and maybe a little bit of vomit hung down from her chin and shook with each of my strokes.

Lila appeared next to me, stroking the dong she had just pulled out of Angelina’s asshole. I slid my cock out of our wayward Realtor’s mouth and my wife drove her strap-on in its place. Angelina made a choking ...