Haunted House - Night of the un-dead

[max hunter]

Slightly different angle for me, hope someone likes this. Based on the typical horror movie scenario of lost teens in haunted house except for these girls the outcome is not quite what you see in the movies!! Adventures of the other two to follow!! Enjoy.
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Anna, Tiffany and Chelsea were dressed up and heading for a party. Tiffany was the sensible one and had chosen to drive, her parents were very religious and so she hardly drank anyway; although pretty in a cute way, the boys never showed her much interest as they could never get past first base with her. She wore the least glamorous clothes, her blue and white cotton dress would be OK for visiting the shopping mall but she looked cute enough with her small breasts.

They needed to drive cross country to get to the next town where the party was held. It was not a route any of the girls were familiar, but they were happy enough meandering through the heavily wooded forests with the music up loud. They were sticking to the main routes when all of a sudden the satnav system suggested a short cut down a track. As they approached the junction, Anna piped up "let’s go for it, where is your sense of fun". Anna was the most fun loving of the three and she liked to turn heads. With her tanned complexion, black hair and hazel eyes she would be noticed at any party. But with her 34D breasts squeezed into a little black mini dress that hugged her every contour she was planning to party tonight. But she wasn't a slut, she liked the boys to look but very few got to touch. She sometimes got into tight situations but she stayed good friends with Tiffany and Chelsea because they looked out for her and baled her out when needed.

Tiffany turned the wheel and they started up the track. As they did so the track seemed to get narrower and narrower with the trees closing in on either side of them.

"Are you sure this is OK?" asked Chelsea. Chelsea was the sensible one, well to do and destined to become a lawyer or an accountant no doubt. Her dress and underwear would be the most expensive by far. The dress was knee length, purple with thin straps and spoke "class" to everyone. This made her a little aloof and whilst she had boyfriends she never got too close to them, saving herself for the right man no doubt.

Before anyone could answer, the car drove over a sharp rock and the steering became unsteady. Tiffany slowed down and turned down the music just in time to hear the last few ounces of air leaking from a punctured tyre. "Oh shit" exclaimed Anna, this is all we need. "What can we do" asked Tiffany as she slowed to a halt.

Chelsea, sensible as ever, pulled her mobile phone out of her bag and tried to dial home for help. But there was no signal. "Damn....has anyone else got a signal?" she asked. Chelsea and Tiffany took out their phones, again no signal.

"Tiffany you will just have to drive very slowly until we reach some help" Chelsea instructed and Tiffany put the car back in gear and drove bumpily along at 10 miles per hour.

After 15 minutes further down the track, just as frustration was beginning to boil over in the car, Anna screamed out and pointed excitedly. There was a large house up ahead, a bright light in the porch shining out just as the sun was starting to fade. We can call in there and get they agreed and Tiffany finished crawling the final 100 metres to the front of the plot.

The three girls go to the door and knock several times but there are is no answer. Anna decides that they should look round the back for an open door or loose window. The house is large and looks slightly un-kept but there must be a computer or phone line in there somewhere, maybe a wireless router they can hook their phones up to.
Anna finds a back door with a cracked pain of glass and before sensible Chelsea can question it, Anna has punished the glass in with her elbow and reached in to turn the key that was sitting in the lock. Anna opens the door to step in. Tiffany tells her she is not so sure this is a good idea but Chelsea re-assures her by reminding her that the alternative is a long walk through the forest at night.
They walk through the kitchen area with a large oak table and find themselves in the largest hall they have ever seen, with a Cinderella staircase leading to a galleried landing. On both floors there are an unimaginable number of doorways and passages running off the central hallway.
Despite their predicament the girls are becoming giggly at theri predicament and feeling safe inside the house. Chelsea switches on a light switch and a few small candle bulb wall lamps come on, giving an additional glow to the hallway but hardly a bright light.
The girls realise that all around the hallway, both downstairs and upstairs there are tens and tens of portraits hanging there. Anna notices it first; they are all of handsome well built young men. She giggle and points to one and says out loud “Wow, I fancy him, he can shag me any day” Then she points to another “and him as well”.
The girls laugh and soon all three are wandering round the hall comparing notes and deciding which ones they would let shag them. Even Tiffany is joining in this innocent game, after all it is just harmless fun.
Anna finally shouts out “Gang Bang....wouldn’t it be funny if all these hunks turned up to the party”.
Chelsea interrupted “Anna, come on stop being silly, lets split up and see if we can find some way of calling out of this place.
Chelsea’s story
The three girls agreed and went in their separate directions. Anna, being the most adventurous went upstairs; Tiffany being the most scared went back to the kitchen dining room whilst Chelsea decided to search the downstairs rooms. She peered in to the library and figured that this was probably a good place for an internet connection and wandered in. She turned on the lights but all that came on was a single reading lamp on a desk at the far side.

As her eyes adapted to the dim light she started to look for an internet connection. Her heart fluttered as the door slammed shut behind her. Just the wind or faulty hinges she assumed. She walked over to the desk, figuring that would be where the internet access was if anything. As she walked she felt the rear of her dress ride up as if blown by a breeze. She patted it down and thought little more of it. As she leant over the desk looking for an internet connection point she felt her long brown hair move as if in a breeze - except she could have sworn it was more like fingers running through it.

Then Chelsea jumped as she heard a number of books fly off the shelf on the other side of the library. Although scared she was inquisitive as well and walked over to the dark corner where the books had fallen from the shelves.

As she got there she saw that the sliding ladder was there and books were still falling form the upper shelves, so she tried to step onto the lower steps of the ladder to try and see what was happening.
Instead she felt a force push her back against the ladder, her hands above her head. She tried to fight it but she was backed against the ladder and immobilised as if her hands were tied above her head to the ladder and her ankles to the foot of it.

Chelsea stood there completely unable to move, but also frozen and unable to scream. She tried to fight against the invisible bonds but could not move at all. She tried to scream but her voice came out as a whisper.

Then she looked down and saw a pair of scissors floating at the hem of her dress. That is until they started to cut into her beautiful designer dress. Snip snip snip they went as they cut up towards her crotch and then up to her waist. She watched helplessly as the skirt of her dress parted. The scissors had gone but she watched in shock as her dress was pulled apart. the rip rising upward to the neckline until the dress was torn in half.

Then the shoulder straps fell away and the dress was tugged away from her body, leaving her standing there trapped against the ladder in just her purple designer bra and panties.
Still Chelsea could not move her arms and legs; it was as if she was tied to the ladder by invisible bonds. She felt the strap of her bra come undone and the front lifted over her 34C breasts and she cannot believe she is effectively topless. She can feel movement all around her but cannot see anything. Her breasts are moving as if they are being groped, she can feel her nipples being tweaked.

Then she sees a tube used to hold scrolls fly off the shelf. It is an inch wide, a foot long and the plastic ends are dome shaped. But instead of falling to the floor it floats towards her and settles between her legs. She looks down in horror as her beautiful purple panties are pulled to one side and the scroll rises to the entrance of her pussy. And then it starts to push inside her very slowly. Her feet are "strapped" to the ladder so she can do nothing to close her legs, nothing to stop this artefact burying itself deeper inside her dry pussy. She is helpless as her body is impaled on the tubing.

She suddenly feels a hand grabbing her by the neck and forcing to suddenly open her mouth and she somehow feels something filling her mouth. It is invisible, she has only ever given one blow job in her life and hated it, but this felt like a massive cock being forced inside her. It happened so quick that she almost choked. Chelsea is realizing that she is being raped in every way but she cannot see by whom.
And then to Chelsea's relief the feeling of a cock in her mouth went away and the document tool falls out of her pussy and back onto the floor. If only the bonds holding her to the ladder would go away as well. She has a few moments to ponder her position. She is unable to call for help, and feels humiliated at the way her body has been abused - though she cannot work out how she has been abused. Her biggest concern is that her dress has been torn to shreds, maybe she can find some pins to put it back together.

She tries again to struggle against her bonds, her arms are aching above her head and she just wants to go home. Then out of the corner of her eye she notices movement in one of the darker corners of the room. She feels self conscious in just her panties with her tits hanging out under the loosened bra, only 3 boys have ever got the chance to see her like this, and they were very carefully selected on the basis of looks and money - most of all they were clean and polite boys, she didn't date "moronic cavemen types"

"Hey is there anyone there.....can you please help me to get free" Chelsea pleaded. No reply, but there was more shuffling in the corner and she thought she could see some shapes - big shapes.

"PLEASE, can you help me" she asked again. By know the shapes in the corner were moving towards her and becoming visible with every step.

"Holy shit" Chelsea exclaimed as she realised that the shapes were of something unreal, like un-deads but all around 6 feet 6 inches tall. As they continued to walk slowly towards her she realised that there were 5 of them. They were almost serene in their movements but they said nothing as they closed in on her. Chelsea tried to scream but no sound came out.

Two of the un-deads moved forward, one squeezed behind the ladder behind her, the one in front started to molest her breasts. She asked them to stop, pleaded with them to stop but there was no reaction whatsoever. Then the one behind her reached for her breasts and took over the assault of them whilst the one in front started to move his hands down to her hips. Chelsea looked down to where his hands were going and saw that this Un-dead now had a huge erection. For the first time she realised that they might be intending to rape her.

When the un-dead got to her panties he grabbed the front with both hands. In the eerie silence she could hear the sound of the material slowly tearing as he started to pull them apart. First she felt the elastic break and then the side seams tore apart and what was left of the material fell to the floor. At the same time the one behind had ripped the straps off her bra and thrown it to one side.

She was now completely naked in front of these disgusting creatures.
"No please don't, please don't" she uttered under her breath and continued to struggle with the invisible bindings holding her to the ladder. The un-dead in front crouched slightly as he stepped forward and thrust his cock straight into her exposed pussy and without further ado pushed it in as far as he could. The thought of her beautiful body being taken like this almost made her feel sick. The un-dead was bigger than any of her three boyfriends and his cock hurt as it sank into her. But before she could start to worry about that she felt the tip of the un-dead behind her pressing into her anus. "Nooooo" she screamed as she felt it push against the ring of her anus; she had never had anal sex before, in her view that was for filthy people and no part of a loving relationship.

Before she realised it, both un-deads were deeply penetrating her body and starting to rhythmically pump in and out of her. The other three un-deads stood in front of her, watching her demise intently, above the pain of what was happening to her Chelsea realised that they were only waiting their turn to fuck her like a whore. She wept as she thought about how hard she had tried in her life to be selective and find the right partners.

The two un-deads seemed to be working together, as if their minds were inter linked. They built up the same rhythm as they thrust into her helpless body, building up faster and faster until they came in unison. She could feel the hot wads of cum in her pussy and arse as they continued to pump into her. It was like they hadn't had sex for a hundred years as wave after wave of cum was being ejaculated into her. She lost count before they stopped and withdrew from her, leaving cum dribbling down her legs from both her pussy and her arse. She had never felt anything like it before and was aware that the initial pain was subsiding inside her. As the first two un-deads stepped away she felt the bindings of her hands and legs disappear and relieved she stepped a few inches away from the ladder.

Chelsea's natural reaction was to reach down and try to wipe the cum dripping down her legs. She found herself without meaning to, close her hands over her pussy and arse and it gave her a warm feeling. "What effect had their sperm had on her?" she wondered. The other three un-deads then closed in on her, surrounding her and groping every part of her body. She stood there squirming, keeping her hands firmly over her pussy and arse as she felt the sticky cum dribbling through her fingers. One of the un-deads took the hand over her pussy and started to press it against her clitoris before taking one of her fingers and getting her to rub it. Another had hold of her other hand and was forcing one of her own fingers up her arse. She had never masturbated in her life and now these beasts were getting her to do so in front of their filthy bodies.

The three un-deads were close to her, pressing against her and she could feel their erections against her skin. Without hesitating the un-deads steered her to the desk and lay her on her side in a near foetal position. Two of them took up their positions and rammed their cocks into her pussy and arse. The third un-dead was standing in front of her face pressing his cock towards her face. As she felt his cock pressing against her mouth she started to suck and lick it for all she was worth, fearing for her life if she didn’t.

And the un-deads didn't disappoint, again in perfect harmony all three exploded and delivered wave after wave of cum into her every orifice. Chelsea found herself having another orgasm at the feeling of these three simultaneous explosions inside her. In particular she could feel her mouth filling with sperm before she let it dribble out onto the table.

As soon as they had finished, the three un-deads withdrew and all five of them melted away back into the corner of the room leaving Chelsea lying on the desk naked in pools of their cum.

[max hunter]

Anna’s story

Anna decided to check upstairs, often there are phones in the bedrooms of big houses or a study with internet. She boldly strode up the stairs, her tight black mini dress clinging to her 34D breasts and curvy backside, finishing barely half way down her thighs. As always she felt bold and confident, she could walk into a room with any number of men and take control.

She checked the first couple of rooms with no success before deciding to walk down a dark corridor to the back of the house. The light was getting dimmer as she stepped more hesitantly down the corridor. When she started it seemed to be only 10 feet long but as she looked back she seemed to be 15 feet from the hallway and still 15 feet from the end.
She heard a door creak behind her and looked around to see the outline of a tall man behind her coming out of one of the doorways.

“Can you help us” she asked naively, her voice quivering in fear?

There was no reply but then a second man came out of the doorway and then a third. Except she realised they did not look like men, they were un-deads, and big ones at that.

“What the fuck” she exclaimed as a fourth and fifth one emerged from the room behind her. Anna didn’t fancy trying to fight her way past them and so turned to run in the other direction, further down the corridor. This was difficult in her high heels and tight dress but she got to the door at the end of the corridor, took one last look around to see that the five beasts were still following her before opening the door and diving into the room. It was dark as she closed the door, she groped around and realised there was a key and with some relief turned it and locked the door.

The room was pitch black and she started to feel around the wall for a light switch. She could hear movement in the room and muttered “shit” under her breath before continuing her search, only more frantically now. She sensed movement around her but did not dare turn around as she continued her search for the light switch.

Then she felt an arm in her back, pushing her face first against the wall. And then another hand groping her round backside through her dress. “Get off me you filthy bastards” she screamed and managed to twist round and get her back against the wall. But all that happened was that the hands were now groping her through the front of her dress, focussing on her breasts now.

Anna still couldn’t see anything in the pitch black, just the sounds of heavy breathing; she is pinned against the wall by the hands groping her. Other hands are coming in from the sides and grabbing and groping her arse and she can feel two hands moving down her tummy, rubbing her pubic bone, moving down the front of her thighs towards the hem of her dress. The front of her dress has a deep cut V neckline with a black mesh insert. Anna feels two hands in the top of it and above the breathing she can hear the mesh fabric being slowly torn apart as she feels the hem of her dress being lifted.

Anna decided that she needed to try to fight her way out of this. “Get off me you dirty bastards” she screams again and as she starts to swing her arms and throw punches randomly in every direction. Very little makes contact and after a few efforts she feels her wrists being firmly grabbed from both sides. At least for a moment that have stopped molesting her through her dress.

The hands either side of her pull her away from the wall and Anna guesses she is now standing n the middle of the room. The two either side of her move her hands until they make contact with their cocks; she estimates them to be around 12 inches long as they try to rub her hands up and down them. The one in front is now closer, pressing his cock against her, his hands now firmly holding her hips; he is now kissing and licking her face. Anna can feel that there are two behind her. One is pressing his cock into her left buttock and has wrapped his hands around her kneading her breasts whilst kissing her neck on the left. The other is pressing hic cock into her right buttock and kissing the other side of her neck, his hands on the back of her thighs heading for the hem of her dress again.

Anna realises that she is now virtually helpless against these five beasts that have her completely surrounded and are pressing their erections against her. She can feel the hem of her tight mini dress being pulled slowly up her thighs. The shoulder straps have been easily pulled off her shoulders and down her arms to just above her elbows. In the dark silent room she can just hear the heavy breathing of her attackers; nobody speaks a word, and her own incoherent groans as she uses all her strength to try to wriggle free from them. But she is locked in and feels her dress being pulled over her shapely thighs to her waist. This is confirmed as she feels hands from both front and behind entering into the top of her sheer black thong, playing with her neatly trimmed pubic hair, probing fingers between her buttocks. She knows now that these beasts intend to rape her. Her mind races, what should she do? Can she get out unscathed?

She is no virgin and had plenty of lovers; indeed once she had tried a threesome with two members of the football team. Just play along and get this over with, surely that is the best way to get through this she thinks. She finds her hands starting to move up and down the two cocks that she is holding without being guided by the them.

Meanwhile her undressing continues with Anna being powerless to stop it. Her dress is slowly being ripped apart as hands pull it in every direction. Other hands are pulling apart her sheer thong, the delicate fabric being easily torn to shreds by their strong fingers and hands. Eventually Anna feels the remains of her thong being completely ripped away from her. She continues to try and wriggle free, but with her hands now occupied trying to give hand jobs to two of the un-deads, all five of them have free reign over her body. Their hands are everywhere, pulling apart her dress, the tearing audible over their heavy breathing, poking her between the buttocks, reaching between her legs, stroking her clitoris, probing into her pussy. As the remnants of her dress are finally torn from her body she feels her bra clips being snapped at the back and the fine shoulder straps torn from the main body at the front. The flimsy piece of lingerie falls away, freeing her voluptuous 36D breasts to be mauled by them, her nipples being rubbed and tweaked and pinched.

As one of them starts to probe her arse Anna realises that she needs to try and get out by complying with their silent demands and she accelerates the pace of the two hand jobs she is giving. “Oh God, get this over with” she murmurs quietly to herself. At the same time the un-dead in front of her has stopped squeezing her breasts and stepped away from her. In the total pitch black she cannot tell where he has moved to until she feels it’s legs between her feet; in amongst all her other writhing and struggling Anna is trying to comprehend why the un-dead has chosen to lie on the floor in front of her. The two behind her stop poking at her backside and feeling between her legs and forcefully place a hand each on her hips and on her shoulders. She has to let go of the two cocks she has been giving a hand job to as they force her down onto her knees.

She can feel her legs being forced apart either side of the thighs of the one lying underneath her, and then his large erect cock pressing against her pubic bone as she is forced down onto all fours and dragged slightly up its body. And then the inevitable happen and the cock is at the mouth of her pussy and starting to press into her. Even though it is large, the cock is pressed into Anna with some force and she screams in pain as it plunges deeper into her pussy. And then in the next few moments there is a crescendo of activity as the other four un-dead’s descend onto her. First she feels a cock pressing against her arse and she can feel its pre cum. She is no anal virgin and before she realises it the thing is pressing hard against her anus and starting to slowly slip inside. She opens her mouth to scream again, only to feel another cock jammed into it. Finally her arms are lifted and placed on two more un-dead cocks.

Anna struggles to balance as she is attacked by five cocks at once. She still cannot see, all she can do is feel; two cocks now sliding in and out of her pussy and arse, one jabbing into her mouth and the two in her hand which she starts to resume the hand job. She tries to focus on her position, she would not choose to let these creatures take her like this but she continues her resolve to get this over and done with as quickly as possible.
Anna can feel the five cocks and is getting a sense that they are building to their crescendo, as if they are one mind they seem to be building and building at the same time. She knows men well enough to know when they are about to cum and hopes that she is only a minute or two from ending her ordeal.

Then at that moment she hears the crashing sound of the door breaking open under the weight of the other five un-deads outside. “Oh fuck” she thinks to herself, the dilemma of her position inside the room had caused her to forget the other five chasing her from outside in the corridor.

Anna resolves to ignore this and continues to focus on the immediate five around her. With their breathing getting louder as their orgasm’s get closer and closer she can barely hear the other five shuffling slowly towards her in the pitch black of the room.

And then the five that are around her start to come, first she feels the one underneath her cum into her pussy, it’s warm cum pumping into her. Before it has finished the one in her mouth cums. Anna swallows like she has done many times before but the sheer quantity is overwhelming her. It is as if it hasn’t cum in a hundred years. Whilst she is focussing on not choking the two in her hands come in unison. Pointing towards her face she feels their warm cum splashing into her cheek, her eyes, onto her forehead and into her dark black hair. Finally the one in her arse comes and fills her anus with more sticky cum.

Anna pauses, exhausted by the experience; although she had experienced two men at a time never the total cum bath she was now experiencing filling all of her three holes and covering her head and face.

She feels the one in her arse pull out and presumably move away as the ones in front of her start to melt back into the darkness leaving Anna for a moment still impaled on the cock of the un-dead lying under her. Her head is still spinning with this assault as she tries to make sense of it all. What is certainly real is all of the cum seeping out of her arse and pussy and filling her stomach and mouth where she had tried her hardest to swallow it all.

The next thing Anna feels is two more sets of arms grabbing her upper arms and lifting her up off the last remaining cock inside her. The arms drag her backwards across the room, what else do they have in mind for her she wonders. When they have dragged her as far as they need the two sets of arms pick her up clear off the ground by an arm and leg each. Still in the pitch black she cannot see anything and tenses her body in anticipation of what will happen next. She knows that struggling is still not an option and that whatever these things want from her they are going to take.

Anna feels herself being lowered down and senses a bed, but instead of the soft feeling of fine cotton sheets on her back, she realises that she is being placed on her back onto another un-dead lying on it’s back on the bed. Her brain rationalises that this must be the second five un-deads about to take her turn; a thought made more certain as she feels the cock of the un-dead underneath us driving his cock into her cum filled arse. It slips in easily into her sticky hole.

Anna’s legs are released and with knees bent her feet find the surface of the bed the un-dead is lying on. Her arms are still being held up by the two either side of her as the one underneath starts to ram his cock into her arse. Anna tries to make herself as comfortable as she can; she is still helpless since as she is being held up then so little of her weight is on the un-dead underneath her. Then she feels the mattress sink; another un-dead has got onto the bed and is between her legs. “Oh shit” she thinks, “they are DP’ing me again”. And with that the second un-dead on the bed penetrates her pussy and starts to fuck her helpless body in the same rhythm as the un-dead underneath her. Part of her wants to cry out but still she figures her best way to get through this is to comply with their demands. She presses her feet down to retain her position and balance as the two un-deads continue to pound her pussy and arse. All of Anna’s tough resolve starts to melt and she finds herself starting to cry; just a quiet whimpering cry, but at last she is broken as the full realisation sweeps over her as they continue to fuck her like a rag doll.
There are now also two hands kneading her breasts and squeezing her nipples, two tongues have started to invade her ears and from nowhere another penis comes out of the pitch blackness and pushes itself into her mouth. Anna wants to scream out loud but with the cock in her mouth she can only groan.

Again the un-deads orgasm almost in unison, her arse, pussy and mouth being filled again by so much cum as they orgasm for the first time in perhaps a hundred years. Her body is covered in sweat as she flops back, lying fully on the un-dead beneath her, still spitting out the cum in her mouth as she is filled by wave after wave of cum in every orifice.

The un-deads quickly withdraw from her body and she is rolled onto the other side of the large bed. She still cannot see anything in the pitch black but can feel the bed springs as they get off the bed. For a moment there are is complete silence and Anna lies there on her stomach quite still, her brain still trying to fathom out what has happened to her. She rolls onto her back, all thoughts of how she got there and the need to escape blurred by the gang rape that has just occurred.

Slowly Anna rolls over onto her back, lying in the middle of the bed. Her face is sticky from the come and saliva still dribbling from her mouth. She reaches with her hands cautiously to her swollen pussy and arse to confirm the multiple amounts of cum dribbling from inside her body; and that what had just happened to her was real, not just a dream.
And then it hit her. Another pile of cum smacked her in the face from nowhere and Anna realised that she was in the middle of a silent, invisible bukake as yet more cum landed on her stomach. This continued for several minutes, Anna really had lost count.

Eventually they stopped and she felt the remnants of her dress being thrown on top of her as if it were being offered like a rag to wipe her down. Then she could just hear the quiet shuffling of their near silent footsteps as they wandered out of the room. Anna continued to lie there not moving until she realised that the room was coming into view.

There was still no light but she could now pick out certain shapes of the walls and furniture in the room; the pitch black when the un-deads had been there was lifted.
Anna put her hand on her cum soaked dress and considered how best to make an escape and find Tiffany and Chelsea.

[Sweetlust]

Quite an enjoyable read! I liked the 'was it real, or our imagination' path you developed. As well as bringing out the personality and reaction of each girl to her rape. Some very hot gangrape activity. I look forward toTiffany's encounter soon.

[max hunter]

Originally Posted by Sweetlust

Quite an enjoyable read! I liked the 'was it real, or our imagination' path you developed. As well as bringing out the personality and reaction of each girl to her rape. Some very hot gangrape activity. I look forward toTiffany's encounter soon.

Thanks for the feedback Sweetlust, Tiffany's encounter in progress!!