Thread: Eldritch Eclipse ( Casketslinger & SweetMarie)

Upstairs Kerri and Henry heard the low guttural moans coming from the first room and knew that Trisha and Jerry were already fucking. Geez don't they ever get tired, I think Tisha might actually be a nymphomaniac, she should probably see a psychiatrist and get some professional help before she ends up giving Jerry a coronary. Henry said only half kidding about it, Jerry was overweight and drank energy drinks like they were going out of style. You didn't seem to mind her nymphomaniac tendencies earlier when she gave you that impromptu hand job. Kerri answered and walked to the next room next to Trisha's and Jerry's. They opened the door and found another huge bedroom, although this one didn't have a fireplace it was equally as lavish. Wow look at the size of this bed will you! Kerri said, trying to take some of the obvious embarrassment away from her previous statement. She saw that Hank had blushed when she'd brought up the hand job. Kerri pranced across the room and took a flying leap onto the bed, like a kid in a hotel room for the first time. He dress flopped up again and her white panties showed. She didn't adjust it either, instead she pointed her tiny teenage ass up into the air and wiggled it at Hank. Why don't you drop the innocent guy routine already Hank. I know you want to bang me. It's ok I get it, I am a hot young chick, You're a man its completely normal to have those kinds of urges. She said slowly wiggling her ass in the air at him. Hank watched and felt his cock start to stir. He wanted badly to start stripping off his wet cloths and walk right over to that bed and fuck the shit out of her but his modesty was holding him in place. The sounds coming from the next room weren't helping at all, because Trish was screaming FUCK MY DIRTY ASSHOLE! at the top of her lungs. Kerri must have been more turned on than she realized because she reached back with her right hand and started rubbing her crotch through her wet panties and slowly and lowly moaning. Jesus Kerri, if you keep that up I don't know if I can control myself much longer.I am twice your age and I really wanna fuck you but I don't think its appropriate or legal and I don't want to end up in prison for some sex with an underage girl. Hank said as he reached down and started rubbing the growing bulge in his damp jeans. So don't fuck me....You can eat my pussy out though! Kerri said and pulled her white panties down around her knees and pushed her ass farther up into the air. Her free hand reached through her legs and two of her fingers spread her tiny pussy open while her thumb started to massage her clit. Fuck it I'm tough enough to survive prison and that pussy looks too good to pass up! Hand said and he walked over and dropped down to his knees on the floor next to the bed. He dove in burying his tongue in her sweet little virgin pussy eating her out. Kerri gasp at first but the older man was good at it and she pushed her hips back forcing his face deeper into her cleft. His nose was tickling her asshole and she moaned and bucked against him but her mind was thinking of Dean and how badly she wanted to fuck Jess's boyfriend. Downstairs Jack had walked over and gotten the briefcase that Jerry had found in the dead lawyer's crashed car. He walked back into the dining room and popped it open. He poured the contents out on the tarp covered table and started leafing through the documents. On the top was the transfer papers for the ownership of the house. Mr. Vincent had marked where Jess and Jack were supposed to sign and there was a notary stamp in the bag as well. Jack set this stuff aside and looked through the other papers. The next thing he saw was troubling though. It was a document from the MHS Massachusetts Historical Society and it ran down the significance of the house and lands the house was built on back in 1790. Apparently the house was one of the first Freemason lodges constructed in America and the lands it was built on were also historically relevant. The Document went on to describe the travesty that had befallen a group of pilgrims that tried settling the land in 1634 called the Planters. These people had built a small settlement on the land but were set upon by Natives shortly there after. The Nipmuc Indians considered this land religiously sacred and when the settlers built their houses there the Natives attacked, killing the males and taking the woman and children as slaves. By the time a military battalion was dispatched the soldiers reported finding the Planter women bound together and their tongues had been removed. Unfortunately most were so mentally scarred from their ordeal that after being rescued many took their own lives or ended up catatonic state having to be taken in by relatives. All this was very interesting but it was the last paragraph that was most disturbing to Jack, the letter was a legal document and informed him that the house couldn't be sold do to its landmark status. It could be willed to the next in line of heritage but not sold on the open market, meaning Jack and Jess were stuck with it. Motherfucker!! Jack cursed angrily realizing that his financial problems were far from over. Jack folded the letter in half and then half again, making it a small square that he placed in his back pocket. Hiding it didn't make it any less legally binding but he didn't want to think about it right now. It was then that he saw a flash of white cross the room out of the corner of his eye. He turned to look up and see what it was but wasn't quick enough. What ever it was had disappeared into the Arboretum leaving the glass door ajar behind it. Jack started toward the door but Dean came rushing in just as they heard Jess scream out from in the jungle-esque room. Was that Jessica? Jack asked Dean, surprised to see him in the house after they'd made such a big deal about not going inside. Dean's face was white with terror when he heard Jess scream and both the men bolted for the door. Just as Jack reached for the door it slammed shut hard enough to make his hand flinch as it almost took his fingers off. The door was heavy and steel framed with the glass plates set in it. Jack reached down and grabbed the handle and wrenched it but the thing wouldn't budge. He redoubled his efforts and tried again and could hear Jess screaming inside. Dean pushed passed Jack and tried opening the door himself but to no avail. He was panicked and Jack could see it on his face. Smashing the glass would be worthless because the steel frame that held the small squares of glass in place were too small to squeeze through. Get something to pry it open NOW! Jack commanded desperate and wanting to get in there an save his sister from whatever was causing her to scream in such a way. Inside the Arboretum the plants had indeed let Jess walk deeper into their mass. But as she had got the basement door open a vine slipped around her ankle and caused her to fall almost down the steep cellar stairs. The vine tighten it's grip around her leg though and more came creeping up and started to wrap themselves around her limbs pinning her down and holding her face down on the cellar stairs. She was screaming and struggling against them but for everyone she was able to break free two more took its place. Soon she was covered in the thorny tentacles with a thick one creeping up her back and wrapping around her neck, starting to choke her, the tip of it entering her screaming mouth and trying to wiggle down her throat and silence her screaming. Below her, the pretty white nightgown dress started to rip away pulling at her tits and she could feel them start to spread her legs as a particularly thick one started to creep up her thigh toward her exposed pussy.