The Haunted House - Chapter 1

Chapter 1 - Housewarming

The house had been too good of a deal to pass up. It was only after the purchase had gone through, and the day before she was to move in, that Jennifer found out why the price had been so low.

“People claim it’s haunted,” the real estate agent told her, with a wink to show he didn’t believe it, even if the local yokels did.

Jennifer had laughed at the time.

The house did have that classic Addam’s Family look. It was a secluded, two story gothic, high on a hill with no neighbors around, and a rickety picket fence surrounding it. Sure it needed some paint, and the wiring would have to be redone - but haunted? Jennifer didn’t believe in that kind of nonsense.

That was then. Now, Jennifer was not so sure.

The moving men had worked fast all that day, as if they didn’t want to be in the house any longer than they had to. In record time she was moved in, for her first night in the house.

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Everything had seemed fine, until she woke up a few minutes ago.

A glance at the alarm on nightstand showed the time as just after midnight, and she wondered what had woken her up. Somewhere in the house there was a creaking noise. Just a shutter or a door somewhere, she told herself, and decided to get up to look around.

Jennifer could not help but think of the horror movies, where poking around in a dark haunted house was the last thing people did... literally.

Determined not to let her nerves get the better of her, Jennifer stood up and put reached for her silk robe. Just as her fingers touched it, a bright flash of lightning lit up the sky outside the window, followed almost instantly by a loud crack of thunder.

When her heart started to beat again, Jennifer wondered where the hell that storm had come from. The forecast had been for clear skies through the next week, and not a cloud had been visible when she had gone to bed two hours before. She stood, watching the lightning for a minute, as more intense flashes lit up the sky.

If there had been someone in the room with her, they would have gotten an eyeful, as each flash displayed her buxom form for an instant. Dressed in a gauzy nightgown, the lightning flashes made the thin fabric seem transparent, as if she was standing in the nude, which was an awe-inspiring sight. Jennifer had platinum blonde, shoulder-length hair, blue eyes, a pair of huge breasts that men lusted after at first sight, and hips that could launch an entire navy with one wiggle.

After a minute of watching the storm, Jennifer put on her robe, but didn’t bother to tie it, leaving it gaped open in front as she left the bedroom on slippered feet. The creaking noise seemed to be on this floor, and she paused to try and pinpoint it further. It seemed to be coming from down the hall. The real estate agent said there used to be a children’s bedroom from the original owners.

Jennifer padded down to the room, and reached for the doorknob. She touched it and then pulled back her hand in surprise. It was icy cold to the touch! Hesitantly she reached again for the knob again, and found it to be at a normal temperature. Don’t let your imagination run away with you, she admonished herself, and opened the door.

When she stepped into the room, the cause of the creaking was immediately apparent. There was a large wooden wardrobe in the room. Too big to bother moving, it had been locked when she toured the house, and had thought no more of it. Now, however, the doors to the wardrobe were swinging open and close, making the creaking sound. How the doors had gotten unlocked, and what was making them open and close, was a total mystery. But as she watched, the doors stopped moving, and hung open for her to see inside.

The wardrobe was about six feet high, with legs that raised the bottom about a foot off the floor. It was about four feet wide, and about three feet deep, with a bar running across the top for hangers, though there were none inside. In the back corner, Jennifer could see something sitting on the floor inside the wardrobe.

In a flash of lightning, she saw that it was a large, stuffed teddy bear. It was brown, about three feet in height, and looked a little worse for wear. It had probably been forgotten by a child in the hurry of moving. There was another flash of lightning, and for just a second, Jennifer thought she saw the eyes on the teddy bear glow bright red. Surely that was just some kind of optical illusion.

Curious, Jennifer walked to the wardrobe, and started to reach for the bear. It was just out of her reach as she bent down to pick it up, so she put her knee into the wardrobe to get closer.

At that point her robe caught on something, a nail on the door frame perhaps. Because her robe was not tied, it was pulled off her shoulders as Jennifer reached in. Now she was stuck, and couldn't reach the bear without tearing her robe. Grabbing the bear was a greater priority than untangling her robe, so she pulled her arms out of the robe and left it hanging from the door frame. She could deal with that in a minute, now that she could reach the bear.

The teddy bear was deeper than it first appeared, and she could still not quite reach it. Jennifer crawled forward, now on both knees inside the wardrobe.

Suddenly the doors to the wardrobe creaked shut and smacked her on the ass,

"Ow!" Jennifer gave a little squeal.

The impact from the doors sent her sprawling inside the wardrobe, before both doors closed tightly. She found herself in total darkness. She sat back on her knees, and turned around to find that the doors had locked themselves again, trapping her inside.

"Damn!" She pushed on the doors again, but they did not budge.

Jennifer was trying hard not to panic, when she heard something moving behind her in the darkness of the wardrobe. Now she began to panic, and turned and felt along the floor of the wardrobe until her fingers brushed against the fur of the teddy bear. At least I finally got it, she thought.

Suddenly in the total dark of the wardrobe, she saw the two glowing red eyes again, and the teddy bear moved away from her touch, and the two eyes receded a little.

"What the...!?" Recoiling in fear, Jennifer was still kneeling as she scooted back against the wall opposite of the eyes.

She watched in horror as the two eyes began to grow bigger. It was moving towards her! There was an odd shuffling sound, like the sound that fluffy teddy bear feet would make if it could walk. How could a teddy bear have those glowing red eyes, she thought. Both of her hands were behind her, feeling the wall of the wardrobe and hoping to find the doors again.

Jennifer was truly frightened now, as the red eyes grew larger and moved closer. Then she felt the furry body of the teddy bear press against her chest as she knelt there petrified. Soft furry paws groped at her breasts through the flimsy nightgown. Anger overcame fear, enough that she reached down to try to push the teddy bear away from her.

To her surprise, she found she could not budge the furry thing that was feeling her up. Then she gasped as her hand brushed against something hard and alive. This is impossible, she thought as her hand wrapped around what was obviously an erect cock poking out of the fur. How could a teddy bear have a cock, she thought. She tried to pull her hand back from the hard shaft, but she couldn't let go.

Suddenly a soft voice spoke. “Stroke it, my dear.” said the voice, “Your hand feels so nice, and you want to stroke it....”

No, Jennifer wanted to deny the words, but her hand acted like it had a will of it's own, and began to slide back and forth along the whole length of the hard cock. It was the size of a regular human penis, except that it emerged from a furry sheath and had a tapered, pointy tip. A soft moan escaped from the teddy bear thing when her hand reached the tip. Then she felt a bit of sticky liquid on her palm that helped to make the cock slippery in her hand.

After a minute of the hand job in the darkness, the furry paws on her chest moved to the front of her shoulders and Jennifer felt herself being pushed backwards to lay down. Surely there was not enough room in the wardrobe, but she found her hand releasing the hard cock and she laid back. Her arms and her hands were flat at her sides. Why can't I control my body, she thought.

Suddenly there was a ripping sound, and a tugging sensation, as fluffy hands shredded her thin nightgown, and left her laying in scraps of silk. She wanted to scream out and push this thing off her, and get out of the wardrobe, but her body would not follow her directions. Then she felt something wet start to lick left breast.

 “Spread your legs dear,” said the voice, “I want to fuck you, my dear. And you want it too...”

Again, Jennifer wanted to scream No! But she found her knees parting and felt the furry thing moved between her thighs. Then she felt something pressing at her sex. It slid up and down, spreading her pussy lips. Then, with another push, the teddy bear slid it’s cock into Jennifer and began to fuck her.

No! Jennifer wanted to scream, but all that came out was a whisper of a moan, "ohhh!"

She felt the teddy bear's furry arms at her waist. The fluffy fur was also moving against her inner thighs, as the impossibly hard teddy bear cock thrust in and out. She had no control over her body and couldn't stop it. The teddy bear's wet tongue licked at her breasts, alternating between her hard nipples.

Jennifer's protests came out as muted groans, "ahhhh..."

The furry teddy bear creature continued to fuck her harder and harder. This is impossible, she thought over and over. This must be a dream?

The fucking seemed to go on for half an hour, as Jennifer was relentlessly fucked. Her large breasts wobbled back and forth, and her hips shuddered with each penetration of the furry creature. Resigned to the belief that this was a dream, and a wild and erotic one, she accepted the bizarre coupling and let her mind and body go with the sensations. At least I can get an orgasm out of this dream, she thought. Jennifer was on the brink of climaxing but not quite there, as if the bear was toying with her.

 “Almost done, my dear,” said the voice, “But I want to finish in your mouth. You would like that...”

In the dark, Jennifer shocked herself when her own voice whispered, “yes”.

 “Mmmm what a good girl,” said the voice, "Sit up on your elbows, my dear. You will like this..."

Then Jennifer felt the fantasy cock slip out of her pussy, and the furry creature's legs straddled her hips. She rose up on her elbows, unsure if she did that or the teddy bear made her body move like that. Then she felt the furry body press against her breasts and something hard and wet brushed her lips. Before she could question it, she opened her mouth and the teddy bear's wet cock slid inside.

Her brain was confused whether this was a dream, because it seemed so real that she could smell the fur in front of her face. Can you smell in your dreams, she thought, as she closed her lips around the hard cock that was thrust into her mouth. Her tongue swirled under the pointy cockhead and along the shaft as the furry creature moved it's cock in back and forth in her mouth, fucking her face like it was her pussy. Jennifer was making wet gagging sounds around the cock filling her mouth, and trying to remember the last time she gave a blowjob.

Again, time seemed to stretch on forever as her face was fucked. Jennifer could feel the soft fur of the teddy bear's legs pressing against her breasts. The fur on the teddy bear's belly tickled her nose, and she could smell the fur each time it drove it's cock into her throat.

“I am going to cum now, my dear,” said the voice.

Jennifer, or her controlled mind, slipped one hand down to rub her clit as the cock moved in her mouth.

Suddenly there was a spurt of warm liquid striking the back of her tongue, and then another and another. The furry creature continued to deposit warm sticky cum at the back of her tongue, as Jennifer began to swallow. The flow was faster than she could swallow, and some of it dribbled out the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin.

Finally, the furry teddy bear pulled it's cock from her mouth, and Jennifer felt a strand of warm cum strike her cheek. In the darkness, the teddy bear pressed it's hard cock against her lips as if it were a departing kiss. The feeling of the cum on her face, and her hand on her clit finally brought Jennifer to a climax as she lay in the wardrobe and her hips shook.

After a minute or so, she realized the furry body of the teddy bear was gone. Suddenly, the door to the wardrobe swung open and moonlight poured in. Jennifer rolled over and crawled out of the wardrobe, naked. Her robe was laying on the ground outside of the wardrobe. She looked back and saw the teddy bear sitting in the corner just as she had first seen it. A red glow was fading from the eyes.

If it were not for the cum in her mouth and on her face, and her missing nightgown, Jennifer would have thought the whole thing had been some type of hallucination.

Then, just before the light in the eyes died totally, the voice spoke again. “That was nice, my dear. Come back anytime you want to visit me. There are a lot of my friends in this house who also want to share you. We haven’t had a proper lady like you entertain us in a long time.”

Jennifer gasped in shock and horror as the doors to the wardrobe closed on their own. She grabbed her silk robe and staggered back to her bedroom.

All over the house now, she could hear sounds. There were soft voices whispering, ghostly moans, and thumps, and creaking wood. The residents of the house knew they had a new toy to play with, and were looking forward to it.

Continued in Chapter 2

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