The Haunted House - Chapter 10

Chapter 10 - Earth, Wind, Fire and Ice!

It had been another long night for Jennifer, as she serviced everyone in the royal court at the Castle of Cards, including all four Queens, four Kings, four Jacks, and two Jokers. Cum dripped from her chin and large breasts, as Jennifer staggered to her feet. Dawn was just breaking on the horizon, and she looked around blearily to find she was standing in the garden behind her house. The pool and lounge chairs remained, but the big hole had vanished as if it had never been.

The last thing Jennifer could remember was the four Jacks and two Jokers gathered around her as she lay half-naked on the ground. They stroked their cocks until one by one they ejaculated on her. The sticky white semen splashed her tits, face, hair, and blue dress! The Queen of Tits, that looked like Raquel Welch, had slithered on top of the cum-covered blonde, pressing her own huge breasts into Jennifer's, kissing her and licking the cum from her face and tits. The sticky cum made squishy sounds between them, as the Queen of Tits rolled her tongue in Jennifer's mouth, and ground her pussy against her, until both women achieved an orgasm.

Jennifer was still wearing the black buckled shoes, and white thigh-high stockings with grass stains on the knees, and the cum-stained blue dress was pulled down around her hips. Jennifer was naked from the waist up, and covered in cum. Ignoring the memories of the royal procession for a moment, Jennifer remembered her collection jar. She fumbled around the skirt of the sticky blue dress, and reached into the apron pocket.

With a sigh of relief, she pulled out the white bra and panties and red hair ribbon, and most importantly, her collection jar. She recalled the samples collected last night in the Weird Wonderland. First was Rex the Dog, then the Demented Tailor and Yellow Rabbit, and last was the King of Cocks, for a total of four. So I need six more, she counted. Jennifer examined the glass jar. It was almost full, and the thick. pearly slurry was streaked with pale orange and green. The jar felt warm and the mixture was actually bubbling, as if it had a life of its own. She realized the jar cannot possibly hold all thirteen samples.

Jennifer walked into the house, with her wet tits swaying, and went straight to the kitchen. She found the largest glass jar in the kitchen cupboard, which was four times the size of her collection jar. Jennifer transferred the gooey mixture from the small jar she had been using, and watched in astonishment as the gurgling liquid seemed to expand to almost double it's volume in the larger jar. She stowed the smaller, empty jar and the large jar, full of her collection, in the refrigerator.

Returning to the garden, Jennifer stripped out of the stained blue dress, black shoes, and white stockings. She jumped into the pool to wash the cum from her body, and enjoyed some soothing caresses from the water elementals, Hlar and Hlox. After about thirty minutes, Jennifer climbed out of the pool, dripping wet, and collapsed on one of the lounge chairs in the shade.

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The sound of a voice woke Jennifer around noon. When she looked around, she saw a short man in a uniform standing at the side gate and gawking at her. He had a parcel in his hand.

"Ummm, package for Miss Jennifer Marlowe?" his eyes were glued to her naked body.

Jennifer sat up and realized that the visitor was no demon, but a flesh and blood person. It's the Palmerville mailman! How long has he been standing there? 

She blushed and looked around for a robe or anything to cover herself with and saw nothing. Swallowing hard and smiling to hide her nervousness, Jennifer rose from the lounge chair, completely naked, and walked towards the delivery man at the gate.

It seems rather ridiculous, Jennifer thought, to be nervous about being seen naked by one man, after everything that has happened over the last week. I've given the horse multiple blowjobs, been fucked by a weird dog, deep-throated an impossibly long cock, raped by a teddy bear, and more. So one regular human seems trivial.

The delivery man's eyes grew wider as Jennifer stepped closer. He obviously thought that she would have found something to wear.

"Yes, I am Jennifer Marlowe," she said confidently as she opened the gate.

She took the package from the trembling hands of the man and stuffed it under one arm. Then she grabbed his clipboard and pen, and signed her name.

"Ahh, ok... Yep... signed for the package... ok..." was all the poor man could manage.

Oh what the hell, Jennifer thought.

She put the parcel and the clipboard on the ground and impulsively grabbed the delivery man's hand. She pulled him to her naked body and wrapped her arms around him. She pressed her large breasts into his chest and began to kiss the delivery man. Sliding one leg between his, she felt the bulge is his pants press against her thigh. The delivery man responded shyly at first, and then responded to Jennifer's kiss and moved his hands over her naked hips.

"I think you deserve a tip," whispered Jennifer, before she slid to her knees in front of him.

Not quite realizing what was happening, or at least dumbfounded that this was happening, he looked down at Jennifer with a shocked expression. He didn't know what to do with his hands, so he stood still and watched her undo his belt and pull his pants open. Her soft fingers tugged down his underwear and grasped his hardening cock. He saw the busty blonde hold his cock in one hand, with her perfectly manicured, red-painted nails, and point his cock at her open mouth. Then she quickly closed her lips around his cock, and he was in ecstasy.

"Wow!" was all he could say.

Her mouth was warm and wet, and it felt just like a tight pussy, as his shaft slipped back and forth in her lips. He could not believe that this gorgeous blonde was giving him a blowjob.

"Ahhhhhhh," he moaned, and vowed to never doubt the truthfulness of those Penthouse letters ever again.

Jennifer continued to lick and suck his dick. She took it out of her mouth and kissed the tip as she smiled up at him. Then she took it in her mouth again and swallowed his entire length until her nose was pressed against his pelvis.

"I'm gonna cummm..." he moaned, feeling it was polite that he should give Miss Marlowe advanced notice.

She just sucked his cock harder and tongued the underside of the head. His orgasm was quicker than he wished, but who's keeping time? His cock throbbed, and he felt the surge of his hot cum stream from his cock. She kept on sucking, and squeezing his shaft, and tugging, until she had drained every drop. Then she licked the remaining saliva and cum, before tucking his member back into his pants.

After a few seconds of zipping, buttoning, and buckling, the busty blonde leaned back and picked up the clipboard and her parcel. She stood and handed him the clipboard. The delivery man stumbled out of the gate and quickly jumped into his truck and drove away. When the truck disappeared, Jennifer stood there for a moment as the shock of what she had done hit her.

I just gave a blowjob to a total stranger, she despaired. No one was forcing me to do that... I saw him, and wanted to suck his cock and taste his cum. I did that.

Jennifer shook her head, and looked at the parcel. She hurried into the house and took the package into the front room.

The painting demon taunted, "You are starting to enjoy sucking cock."

"Fuck you," Jennifer blurted in an uncharacteristic burst of profanity. She set the parcel on the couch next to the diary.

"Oooh, not yet, but I certainly hope to soon," leered the painting.

Trying to ignore the demon, Jennifer examined the parcel. There was no return address or any indication of who it was from. Frowning, she opened it and found two smaller boxes inside. There was a note on each box. The first said 'Open Now' and the second said, 'Do not open until sundown on All Hallows Eve'.

Jennifer opened the first box. She gasped at the contents. It was a sheer, black, skimpy nightgown, made of the softest fabric she had ever felt. Jennifer lifted the translucent lingerie from the box and rubbed the nightgown against her naked skin. She almost went into a trance as she enjoyed the soft and silky feeling of the fabric on her breasts. She imagined what she would look like wearing the lingerie, and her free hand slid between her thighs to play with herself.

"Lie back so I can watch," the painting playfully instructed.

With her trance interrupted, Jennifer glared at the painting and pulled her hand from between her thighs before closing her legs. It took all her willpower to fold the lingerie and put it back in the box.

With a big exhale, Jennifer picked up Samantha's diary and opened it, hoping Samantha might provide a clue as the origin of the parcel. She was not surprised by what she read in the graceful handwriting of the former owner of the house.

My darling Jennifer,

I hope you like the presents I sent you. The first one, you are to wear tonight. If all goes according to my plan, I will see you on All Hallows Eve, and our love will know no bounds.

Jennifer paused before reading further. She found that she was suddenly hopeful that she might somehow meet Samantha using some kind of time travel that the house could provide. Jennifer had a feeling that she and Samantha, the first prisoner of the house, were destined to meet. They had both experienced the same sexual degradations in this haunted house. Samantha wanted a companion that could understand everything she went through, and comfort and love her. A few weeks ago, the thought of loving another woman was not on Jennifer's bucket list, but now she found the idea stimulating. When Jennifer looked back to the diary, she saw her own thoughts echoed in the words.

I find it so strange to be in love with another woman. And even stranger to know that woman is a hundred years in the future. I feel we are destined to meet, my beautiful Jennifer, and then we shall see what hand fate might deal us. 

Yesterday, I talked to the old Librarian, and learned some startling news. I was not the first prisoner of the house. That is truly strange, for I built the house after moving to Palmerville! The Librarian insisted that the house had always been here, and will always be here. Her intimate knowledge of the house and its denizens has convinced me that she speaks the truth. The Librarian claims that she escaped the house, and has been waiting all these years for the next prisoner, and would help her escape. As I have glimpsed you in the future, she saw me in her future.

I confess that I do not understand all of this, or how it will affect my plans. The Librarian has made me swear to visit her in two days, at which time she will tell me the final ingredient in the recipe that will set us free.

Be of good faith, my darling Jennifer. We shall both endure and prevail. You have a grievous test in front of you tonight, but I am confident that you will survive as I did. The elements shall test you, but you will withstand them. 

Puzzled by Samantha's words, Jennifer put down the diary. The Librarian back in Samantha's day, she pondered, must be the previous or original owner of this house. And that Librarian watched Samantha, as Samantha watches me. So this must go back another hundred years? Does this mean that the Librarian in Palmerville today, owned the house after Samantha and before I moved in? Jennifer continued mulling the ideas as she stood and paced the front room. She walked to the window that looked out over the front yard.

The overgrown front yard looked like something only Uncle Fester could love. Beyond the unkempt shrubbery, she saw four people standing on the sidewalk. Jennifer recognized the eighteen year old Sally, and one of the other teen boys from the pool party the other night. Without thinking, Jennifer smiled and waved to them.

The two women with them, presumably their mothers, gawked at Jennifer before quickly grabbing the teens and hustled them off. It was only then that Jennifer remembered that she was still undressed.

"Great," Jennifer sighed, "Now they'll think Lady Godiva of Palmerville also spends the daylight hours completely naked."

"I wouldn't mind that at all." said the haunted painting.

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Jennifer went to her bedroom and dressed in a plain black bra and panty set, with black shorts and a green pullover shirt. She occupied herself for the rest of the day reading and exploring the house. As she had suspected, some of the rooms had changed. Rooms that she had seen before, had vanished or were in new places, even on different floors. Completely new rooms had appeared, and Jennifer made a startling discovery in one of them.

A room on the second floor appeared to be an artist's studio. In the center of the room was a wooden stool and a easel, positioned so that Jennifer could not see the painting from the door. She walked into the room and around to the front of the easel, for a closer look. Jennifer gasped and felt her cheeks hot with embarrassment.

The painting depicted herself, naked and on her hands and knees in the town square, while the demon horse was mounting her, with it's engorged cock buried in her pussy. Gathered around the town square were a dozen people watching her getting fucked by the horse. The people watching were smiling and pointing, as they enjoyed her defilement. The painting was realistic and quite detailed. Her face in the painting looked like she was enjoying the whole thing.

What the fuck...?

Jennifer hurried from the room and closed the door behind her. She stood against the closed door, breathing hard.

"They're trying to mess with my head." she assured herself. "The demon horse in the garden and the demon painting downstairs are betting which one of them will fuck me first! That must be the horse teasing me."

After she got herself under control, she took a deep breath and reopened the door. The stool, the easel, and explicit painting were all gone. The entire room had changed.

The walls were now painted black, and next to the window was a large, brass telescope mounted on a tripod, pointing out the window. Jennifer thought about taking a peek through the telescope, but her courage failed her and she shut the door again. She ran downstairs, and was sure she could hear the horse statue in the garden, laughing.

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Later that night, Jennifer cowered under the covers, waiting in bed for midnight hour to chime.

I hardly recognize myself, she worried. Where was the woman that entered this house ten days ago? That woman would never ride through town, completely naked, on a horse. That woman would never given a blowjob to a delivery man. That woman never had lustful thoughts about another woman, and certainly not a woman from a hundred years ago. I don't even know what she looks like. This house is making me a sex addicted slut.

Suddenly the clock tolled midnight, and Jennifer remained under the covers while the chimes rang, determined not to move. The clocked chimed eight times, nine, ten, then eleven times, taking forever, and finally then twelve times.

After the chimes ceased, the creaking began, growing louder by the second. Lightning flashed outside the bedroom window and thunder boomed. The shutters banged open and closed, and wind whistled through the open window, blowing the curtains into wild disorder. Jennifer couldn't take it any more and she gave in.

She threw off the covers and climbed out of bed. She was naked, because she had yet to replace the original shredded nightgown, and had been determined not want to wear the new black lingerie that was delivered today. The lightning and thunder and creaking was relentless, and she knew the house would not let her sleep or give her peace, until it had it's midnight fun with her.

"I'm up! Are you happy now!" she yelled at the ceiling.

The lightning flashed again, briefly illuminating the box that she had set on the dresser. The creaking and thunder continued. The house was not appeased.

"Okay... I'll put it on!" she shouted, as if answering the demand.

Jennifer stepped to the dresser and opened the box. She lifted the flimsy, black lingerie that Samantha had sent. The house was silent as she held the garment. Then there was a creak and a crack of thunder.

She lifted the short nightgown over her head and slipped it on. The creaking and thunder stopped as she straightened the sheer black lingerie on her body.

This feels really nice, she said to herself, and rubbed the silky fabric against her skin.

A flash of lightning brightened the room, as if the house wanted a good look at her wearing the nearly transparent material. The lingerie clung to her large breasts and her nipples were erect now, nearly poking through the fabric. The thin straps on her shoulders held the flimsy lingerie up, and the flared skirt barely covered her naked crotch and ass.

There was no further lightning or thunder. The house seemed pleased, but the creaking remained, beckoning her.

Jennifer shook her head, unsure if she was dreading the midnight encounter, or enjoying the voyeuristic house, and Librarian, and Samantha - all of whom would be watching her tip-toe around in this ridiculously sexy and amazingly soft lingerie. She quietly made her way out of the bedroom, and slowly moved down the hall, towards the sound of the creaking.

"It must be in the room that had the easel, and the telescope."

She opened the door. Jennifer half expected the room to look like the artist's studio again, but she was wrong.

The room was unlit and appeared to be totally empty, as she could not see the other walls. The moonlight from the hallway provided barely enough light to see anything. The room had the normal oak wood floor like the rest of the house.

Maybe the room grew bigger, she wondered, as she stepped inside. Or the walls are painted black again? She stepped further into the room, trying to see what was within.

Suddenly, the door closed itself behind her with a soft whoosh and click. The dim room was swallowed in pitch-black darkness.

"Fuck..." Jennifer has no idea what was going to happen, except that it would involve her defilement.

The darkness of the room slowly gave way to a red glow that dimly illuminated her surroundings. As Jennifer looked around, she saw that there was now an archway on each of the four walls, and no sign of the door she had entered. There was writing above of each of the arches, but in the dim red light, Jennifer had to move close to each one, to read them.

Earth... Fire... Wind... Ice 

The sensory perceptions at each of the arches was different, but they all led into more darkness. At the archway marked Earth, she could smell the rich aroma of freshly turned soil. At the Fire archway, she felt intense heat. At the Ice archway, there was an intense cold. The Wind archway provided a breeze and a howl of wind. She stepped back to the center of the room and looked around at all of the archways again.

Obviously, I am expected to enter one of these archways, she convinced herself. But which one?

The Earth archway seemed the most benign. So Jennifer distrusted it for that reason, as she hardly thought the demons had any benign thoughts, except maybe for Hlar and Hlox, whom she was becoming rather fond of. Despite her reservations, Jennifer decided on the Earth archway, and stepped through it.

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There was a brief moment of disorientation and the feeling of falling through space.

When the falling motion stopped, Jennifer landed on her ass, in a huge, muddy clay puddle, in a muddy field that stretched from horizon to horizon.

"Mud?" She looked down at her spattered lingerie. What was the point of giving me this amazing lingerie, and then dumping me in muddy clay?

The shallow puddle she sat in was warm, and the muddy clay had a thick consistency. Overhead, the sun was shining brightly, which would have been reassuring, if it wasn't purple with six moons ringing it.

Jennifer's sky gazing was suddenly interrupted when she felt the earth shifting under her butt. As she sat in the thick, muddy clay, a mass began to rise in front of her, looking like a muddy stalagmite. It continued thrusting itself upwards until it was towering over Jennifer. Then as she watched, the clay mass began to melt and reshape itself into a humanoid form. Two arms pulled out from either side, and the base split into two legs. The clay figure grew a head with no face, and between it's legs emerged what she could assume was a cock.

Why am I not surprised, thought Jennifer.

The clay monster took two squishy steps toward Jennifer and reached its long wet, clay arms toward her. Thinking that it was going to grope her big breasts, Jennifer rolled her eyes. Instead, the clay monstrosity pushed on her shoulders, forcing her to lay back on her elbows. The clay arms of the creature stretched and continued to push, forcing Jennifer to comply until she was sprawled on her back. The creature did not remove it's hands from her shoulders.

Dazed, she watched the lower half of the clay monster slide forward and sort of ooze between her feet, nudging her legs apart. Then the clay monster's torso stretched and grew, leaning over her. It's clay arms continued to pin her to the muddy ground with its weight. Jennifer felt something hard rubbing her inner thigh. She looked down between the clay arms and over her breasts, to see the clay cock was as long as her forearm and shaped with a dull, rounded tip.

Welcome to my demon clay monster fuck, she predicted.

Sure enough, she felt her legs being pushed further apart, and the clay arms released her shoulders. The big, muddy hands of the clay creature pulled and pushed the sheer nightgown up over her breasts so that it bunched under her armpits and across her collarbones. The silky, black fabric was already mud-splattered, and now covered with muddy hand prints. Then the large clay hands molded themselves to her breasts and began to knead them gently. The tip of the clay cock brushed against her pussy, and Jennifer felt the wet clay thing slowly push into her. The cock seemed to melt and flow into her, as much as it thrust. It filled her up and became hard again as it began to slide in and out.

Jennifer moaned with pleasure at the amazing stimulation she was receiving. She had closed her eyes in fear, when the thing penetrated her, but her eyes opened again and she saw the faceless head gazing down at her. The nose, mouth and ears were only vaguely outlined as if the sculptor had stopped in the middle of creation. The clay creature began to steadily fuck Jennifer. Her whole body slid back and forth in the shallow muddy clay puddle, but she wasn't being hurt.

For a... lump of clay... Jennifer's thoughts churned between thrusts of the clay monster... This thing... sure seems... to know... what it's doing...

Jennifer was beginning to enjoy it, and writhed with pleasure. She tried to find a face in the faceless mass above her, thinking that if it looked like a person it might feel less monstrous? Her legs wrapped around the clay creature's hips as it continued to fuck her.

"Yessss!" Jennifer moaned, and both of her hands held the clay hands to her breasts. 

The faceless clay monster said nothing, and continued to squeeze her big tits and thrust it's clay cock in and out. The fucking continued for several minutes. Jennifer's pleasure kept building, and building, but never reached a climax.

The clay creature had no such problem, and Jennifer felt the clay cock inside her bulge and ripple, like a ball was sliding down it's length and into her. As the mass bulged inside her, the clay cock burped with a gush of warm liquid.

"Fuck!" Jennifer moaned, feeling the clay cock squirting inside her.

Suddenly, the clay monster was pulling out, leaving Jennifer's pussy gaping, and her body still in need. The clay cock dangled above her crotch, still squirting yellowish cum. Jennifer tried to lift her hips and get that cock back inside her. The clay monster moved forward, swinging the drooling cock over Jennifer's body. Yellow cum created a trail over her belly, between her cleavage, and then onto her neck and over her chin.

Jennifer gasped, opening her mouth to receive the clay demon's cum. The clay cock hovered above her face, throbbing as it squirted yellow cum into her mouth. Jennifer remembered to keep the mouthful and not spit it out. The yellow cum overflowed her open mouth and dribbled down both sides of her jaw. She closed her lips, saving the mouthful of demon cum. The cock continued to spurt, painting Jennifer's closed lips with more yellow cum.

As soon as the clay cock was drained dry, the entire clay creature began shrinking and dissolving around Jennifer. The clay limbs sank slowly back into the puddle from which it had formed, leaving Jennifer with a coating of mud and yellow cum on her body.

I wish I had my jar, she thought, but there would have been no place to stow it in the nightgown.

Still holding a mouthful of cum, Jennifer sat up to contemplate what to do next. She was shocked to see the large collection jar sitting between her legs, half full with it's gruesome contents.

How...? Are the demons actually helping me collect samples? Or was this somehow a gift from Samantha? Jennifer didn't pause any longer to question what was happening, and quickly opened the jar.

She emptied her mouthful of clay monster cum. The addition of the yellow cum made the soupy sperm froth and gurgle. She closed the jar and held it under one arm as she turned and twisted to stand up in the muddy clay puddle. A wet mess of yellow cum drained from within her, trickling down her inner thighs.

With one arm clasping the big jar, and the muddied nightgown hanging from her breasts coated with yellow cum, Jennifer stepped forward, looking around the mud puddle to find an escape. When she took another step in the muddy clay puddle, Jennifer felt the ground beneath her fall away. Then there was darkness.

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That same falling and spinning sensation was brief, and then she felt the oak floor under her feet. She was back in the dark room with the four arches and the dull red light.

Inspecting herself, Jennifer saw no trace of the mud she had been in, or the yellow cum. Her hands slid over her breasts and up to her neck and shoulders. The black nightgown she wore was spotless as if she just put it on. And her large collection jar was missing.

Fuck, she worried, I hope the collection jar teleported back to the kitchen?

Jennifer looked around in the dim red light. The four archways remained as they were, leading into darkness. The Earth archway looked no different.

Still no door, she observed. So I must be expected to go through each archway, one by one?

To test her assumption, Jennifer tried to walk through the Earth archway again. She was immediately met with resistance, like walking into dense quicksand. She stepped back into the room.

So what arch was the least likely to be uncomfortable, she wondered. Though, if I have to do them all, it hardly seems to matter which one is next. With another sigh, Jennifer chose the Wind archway and stepped through.

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Jennifer swirled and spun and fell in darkness. Then a wind grabbed at Jennifer’s body, but she never touched ground.

When Jennifer opened her eyes, the sky was bright like it was afternoon, and she hung suspended in the middle of the air. She held her arms out to the sides and kicked her feet, trying to find some invisible surface to stand on. Floating in the middle of the air, without falling, kind of felt like being in a swimming pool.

Looking down, she saw the ground miles below her, and above, the sun was green, with one huge black moon partly eclipsing it. The wind was anything but random gusts of air, as it flowed around Jennifer with intent, and caressed her body. She could hear whooshes and swishes in the wind.

A gust came up underneath the nightgown and between her breasts. She could feel the gust move up her neck and then over her cheek before it disappeared. Another gust blew up underneath the nightgown and seemed to swirl around her breasts, making her nipples stiffen. She felt the warm wind blast between her thighs like a spray of water in the shower. Then a swirling gust snaked around her leg, and climbed up her thigh before swooshing across her pussy and departing.

A large blast of wind surrounded her hips and then rushed up her body. There was a hiss of air, as the blast lifted up the nightgown, blowing it up under her armpits. The impact made her gasp with surprise and pleasure. More unseen bursts of wind  began swirling and swishing around her thighs, and urged her legs to open.

"This is weird, but nice..." Jennifer continued waving her arms back and forth like she was swimming.

A blast of wind whooshed up between her legs and against Jennifer's pussy and passed up over her clit. Then a serious of air bursts pummeled her pussy with loud puffing sounds. The constant bombardment made it feel like she was being fucked by an invisible cock. Other winds swirled around her breasts. They were gentler, and soothing, as they caressed her large tits.

"Ohhh!" Jennifer's gasped with the pleasure.

Then she felt something swirl into her open mouth. It was hard to describe, but it felt like a tiny tornado spinning and moving in her mouth. Her hard nipples were stroked with wind, and the pulses of hot air strummed her clit. Again, Jennifer felt the pleasure build higher and higher, but she could not reach an orgasm.

"Please...!" she moaned, and tried to squirm her body against the invisible forces. 

Suddenly, there was an audible moaning of the wind all around her. Jennifer felt a splash of warm liquid against her pussy, as if a cloud had just rained on her. The spinning tornado in her mouth squirted a gush of liquid. Jennifer realized that the wind demon was having an orgasm, and remembered to not swallow. She closed her mouth to hold the tornado's deposit as the wind in her face disappeared.

Then the wind swirling around her body vanished, and her nightgown began to drift back down over her breasts. The bursts of air against her pussy were gone, leaving behind the watery ejaculate covering her crotch.

Before she could entertain another thought, everything went black, and Jennifer experienced the familiar falling sensation. 

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A moment later, she felt the floor under her feet, and Jennifer was back in the dark room with the four archways and the dull red light.

Looking down to examine her sheer nightgown, she saw that it was back in place and showing no signs of any damage she had sure it had suffered in the gusting winds. The watery cloud ejaculate was gone, except for what she held in her mouth. And in front of her feet sat her large collection jar. She found it curious that everything would be cleaned up, yet she retained the mouthful of cum.

Is the cum in my mouth the only part of this that is real? She shook her head in disbelief.

Jennifer knelt down and opened the jar to deliver another mouthful of elemental demon cum. The clear liquid was added to the bubbling mixture, causing the contents to swirl around in the jar before settling back into a jelly-like state that glowed slightly. Jennifer closed the jar and stood up, licking her lips. When she looked down again, the collection jar had vanished.

Two down and two to go, Jennifer celebrated. Do I want to get frozen, or fried next?

Growing up, she had always preferred the heat to the cold, so she decided to give the Fire archway the next visit. She stepped through the archway with determination.

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Darkness, and falling, and spinning, and then she landed on her feet with a gloopy splash. It took Jennifer a second to realize that she had landed shin-deep in a lake of red hot lava! Overhead a massive red sun radiated more heat across a melted landscape.

Fucking Hell... wait... I'm not dead, she realized. No burning, no pain.

Rather than igniting into a torch as should have happened, Jennifer found herself wading through the lava lake unharmed. It was hot, but she was not harmed by the lava, and could barely smell the brimstone.

Gazing down at her nightgown, Jennifer wondered if this garment was protecting her. The sheer black fabric clung to her belly and breasts as she sweated in the incredible heat.

Through the ribbons of heat rising out of the lava, Jennifer saw something walking towards her, coming from the distance in the lava lake. As it got closer, Jennifer could see through her squinting eyes, a creature that appeared to be made out of melted rock, and it continued heading straight towards her.

Jennifer turned and tried to run, but the lava was thick, and slowed her progress. Looking over her shoulder, she could see the molten rock creature was seven feet tall and within arms reach now. It's black, melted rock skin was cracked with red fissures that glowed with internal lava. It was humanoid in shape, and it's head was rounded, with two hollow eyes that glowed like the lava inside it. The monster had no neck, but up close now, she could see that it did have a cock made of molten rock.

I don't know why I'm running? Maybe it's because I would normally never stand in lava? She answered herself. There's no island, so if this lava demon is going to catch me and have his turn, it might as well be here.

Massive hands made of molten rock, reached out to seize Jennifer. She felt herself being thrown forward into the lava. She fell onto her hands and knees, making a splash in the lava as if it was warm jelly. The stuff was fantastically hot, yet it did not so much as raise a blister on Jennifer's skin. The lava came up past her elbows, and halfway up her thighs, and swallowed a third of her large, dangling breasts. She looked down to see the black nightgown hung from her shoulders and hips, and what was dangling, floated unharmed on top of the lava.

Suddenly a large hand gave Jennifer's ass a whack that made her gasp in pain. "OW!"

The blow brought her back to the present, and she remembered the molten monster was behind her. She felt the terrible heat of the creature as it lifted up her nightgown and flipped it up over her back, exposing her ass and pussy. Jennifer knew what was about to happen, but before she could mentally and physically prepare, she felt the melted rock in the shape of a cock, press against her pussy. Then it began to push inside slowly.

"Ugggghhh!" She gasped. That thing is big!

The molten cock was not as hot as the lava, but hotter than she was used to, and continued pushing in. Jennifer felt the intense heat of the molten cock inside her, and then the heat of the monster's hips pressing against her ass. The molten cock was completely inside her, but with no burning or pain at all.

Hot molten rock hands grabbed Jennifer hips and the monster pulled out a little. Then the creature pulled her back onto the cock inside her as it grunted and thrust forward. Jennifer's big tits swayed back and forth, stirring the lava beneath her as the creature fucked her.

"So... fucking.. hot..." her face dripped with sweat.

Moans of pleasure escaped her lips, but as with the previous elemental demons, there was no relief for her boiling arousal. The creature continued thrusting it's cock into her, jerking her body back and forth in the lava. She spread her knees on the molten rock under the lava and pushed with her hands, forcing herself backwards against the lava demon. Jennifer's face and body were covered in a sheen of sweat that dripped from her body and sizzled in the lava beneath her.

"Please..." she pleaded for her own climax

After several minutes, the lava monster pulled out of Jennifer, leaving her pussy gaping with her sweat and wetness. She stayed on her hand and knees, not sure what to expect next as she caught her breath.

The creature stepped around Jennifer to stand in front of her. She looked up at the lava demon's face, where the two holes for eyes glowed like the lava inside the creature. The molten monster lifted his dark, melted cock to Jennifer's face and presented the tip to her mouth.

It didn't take a geologist to figure out what the thing wanted. Jennifer opened her mouth and let the hot molten cock slide between her lips. It was like sucking on a hot rock, but there was no burning or pain. As soon as her lips closed around it, the cock throbbed and pulsed in Jennifer's mouth.

"Rrrur..." Guttural sounds, followed by a volcanic roar, "AaRrrGggHhh!" was emitted from the monster as it reached climax.

The molten monster spewed a strand of thick red cum into Jennifer's mouth. It was so hot and thick, unlike any demon she had ever had in her mouth... and she had experienced many! Jennifer kept almost all of the lava cum in her mouth. A  little bit of the glowing red cum trickled down her chin as the molten monster stepped back.

As soon as the molten cock was pulled from her mouth, Jennifer was plunged into darkness again, and felt the swirling and falling sensation.

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A few moments of disorientation later, and she was standing in the darkened room with the four arches.

Looking down to examine herself, the sheer black nightgown was once again unharmed. And the collection jar was at her feet. Jennifer knelt down and opened the jar. When she deposited the mouthful of glowing lava cum into the jar, the whole gelatinous mass started to hiss and bubble, before settling down to a warm pulsing. She wiped the glob of glowing lava cum from her chin and let it drip from her finger into the jar. It landed on the gooey mixture with a little sizzle. She closed the jar and stood.

One more! Jennifer felt a sense of relief, tinged with an itch. She was not sure what was bothering her more - being fucked by weird elemental demons, or the fact that she was being denied an orgasm.

She walked under the fourth archway, labeled Ice.

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When she landed, it was on her ass again.

This time, she was sitting on a field of snow that stretched out into snowy hills across the horizon to her left and right. The sun overhead was a distant blue speck, that gave little warmth to the air. Ahead of her, Jennifer saw a large cave mouth carved into the side of a huge wall of ice. Just inside the mouth of the cave, she saw movement.

What emerged was seven or eight feet tall, and covered in dense white fur. The creature lumbered across the snow, towards Jennifer.

Now I'm going to get fucked by... is that a Yeti?

Jennifer knew the routine and did not wait for the monster to grab her. Instead, she turned and got up on her hands and knees, with her ass thrust up into the air. Reaching behind, she pulled the soft black nightgown up and onto her back, yielding to the inevitable. She watched the monster approach, admiring its stocky build, long arms, and wrinkled pink face. The other thing that was pink and wrinkled was the cock that was growing out of the fur between it's legs.

By the time the Yeti reached Jennifer, his cock was no longer wrinkled, and swayed stiff and pink. She was eager and ready, with one hand underneath herself, fingering her wet pussy.

Perhaps a kinder being might have taken pity on a half naked slut presenting herself for mating, but the creature was a demon roused for one fucking purpose. It is not often, in fact virtually never, that you would find many buxom blondes in the frozen wasteland, and the Yeti was not going to miss this chance.

"Hoooooooo!" The monster gave a primeval howl and grabbed Jennifer's naked hips.

The Yeti's calloused pink hands felt warm on her cold skin, as did the cock that pressed against her pussy. Jennifer's fingers funneled the beast's pointy cockhead into her entrance, and the Yeti pushed it's warm cock into her pussy. The first thrust was not slow and the Yeti was only halfway in. Then the monster thrust again, sinking it's length into the blonde's pussy and pressing his white furred crotch against her ass.

"Fuuuuuck..." she moaned. 

Jennifer felt completely filled with the Yeti's cock, but she suspected that the nightgown was at work, allowing her to take the monster's big cock without being harmed, while also protecting her from the freezing environment. The snow was cold under her knees and hands, but it wasn't painful. She placed both hands in the snow in front of herself and pushed back against the beast. 

"Last... one..." she grunted to herself, between thrusts. "Get... my... orgasm... this... time..."

The Yeti didn't much care about Jennifer's needs as it humped her rapidly, with the determination of a near-mindless wild beast. As she was rocked back and forth under the Yeti's hands, her big tits swayed beneath her, clasped in the bosom of the sheer black nightgown that was bunched up around her waist.

"Yes... yesss... yesss..." she grunted. The rapid thrusting reminded her of Rex, the weird dog in Wonderland.

Jennifer came to the conclusion that this creature was the most enjoyable of all four elementals she had experienced tonight. She pushed back, enjoying the beastly mating, and tried to achieve her own orgasm, to no avail.

After a few minutes, the Yeti threw back it's head and howled like the animal it was, "OoOOoOooOoOhhhhh!"

Jennifer felt the monster's cock twitching as it spewed hot semen deep inside her. She was instantly reminded that this was the last collection she needed. The creature seemed stunned with it's orgasm and leg go of her hips. With her orgasm still distant, Jennifer forced herself to crawl forward, and get off the Yeti's cock. When she felt the hot shaft slip out of her, she quickly spun around and wrapped one hand around the wet cock. She clamped her mouth over the fat, pointy cock head.

The creature tilted his head to one side, confused, as the blonde with big tits began sucking and stroking his cock. With a free hand, Jennifer cupped the beast's hairy scrotum, gently palming the testicles within.

"Rrraaahhh!" the monster groaned and thrust his hips forward a little.

Jennifer coaxed one last surge of cum from the beast, filling her mouth. She let the saliva-coated cock slip from her lips and she released it. With her mouth closed, Jennifer looked up at the monster's face, curious for some reason to see if it was satisfied. The Yeti was standing still, breathing heavily and looking down at the buxom blonde. His wrinkled pink face was unreadable.

I need an orgasm too, she complained.

Before she could take a deep breath through her nose, Jennifer was falling in darkness again.

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She found herself on her feet, and in the darkened room with the four archways and dull red light.

Looking down, the teleporting collection jar was exactly where she expected it. Jennifer knelt and added her last mouthful of demon cum to the collection. The shiny white Yeti cum cooled the mixture, with ice crystals forming on the surface momentarily, before returning to a it's warm, gelatinous state. She closed the collection jar and remained kneeling as she licked her lips and glanced around.

Now that she had visited all four of the element archways, Jennifer expected the door to appear, and allow her to leave. But there was no change to the room.

Besides that, she was still enflamed with arousal from the four bouts of sex, and had yet to reach her own orgasm. Still kneeling, she pinched one nipple through the sheer black nightgown with her hand, and the other moved between her thighs, as she began to masturbate.

"I need to cum so bad," Jennifer whispered out loud.

"Do you desire an orgasm?" a voice echoed in the room, sounding suspiciously like the painting demon.

"Yes..." moaned Jennifer, as she massaged her clit in a futile effort to climax.

"Very well..." sneered the voice, "But remember that you asked for it!"

The red glow in the room pulsed and ebbed. The next time the red glow pulsed, she could see the collection jar was gone. The red light dimmed to darkness. The next time the red glow pulsed, Jennifer could see  the Clay Monster and Lava Monster appear in the Earth and Fire archways. Looking over, Jennifer saw the Yeti and a Tornado in the Ice and Wind archways.

"Only in this room, is it possible for the four elements to meet," said the voice. "They arrive at the summons of the slut that begs for them to pleasure her."

"Ohh, yes..." Jennifer continued rubbing herself. "I need to cum so bad... please fuck me... all four of them... and make me cum!"

With Jennifer's slutty invocation, the four elements moved into the room. Each of the elemental demons was eager to have another round with the buxom slut, but had no idea their opportunity would be so soon. The moved within arms reach of the human, but were bound by the summoning to wait for the slut's command. 

Jennifer turned on her knees to face the Yeti. He was her favorite of the four and she wanted to taste his beastly cock again. She leaned forward and wrapped her fingers around the Yeti's pink cock before lifting it to her mouth.

"Fuck me..." she directed her command to the other three as she closed her lips around the pointy tip of the Yeti's cock.

The clay monster oozed underneath, forming a muddy puddle between Jennifer's spread knees. The earth demon changed it's shape, and a stalagmite of clay rose up between Jennifer's thighs. The blunt end of the clay pillar moved up to Jennifer's pussy, and began pushing inside. The wet clay mass throbbed and moved up and down, fucking her from below.

"Ahhmmmm", she moaned on the Yeti's cock and humped her hips against on clay shaft between her legs..

The molten rock monster moved behind Jennifer and wrapped his huge, hot hands around to fondle her large tits through the sheer nightgown. His hot cock, made of molten rock, pushed up underneath the black nightgown and slid up and down Jennifer's back, oozing glowing red cum to lubricate her skin.

The black nightgown suffered no burns or tears, and now billowed and fluttered as the wind demon swirled around Jennifer's body, caressing any exposed flesh that was not occupied.

"Ohhmmm," she moaned on the Yeti cock, feeling all four of the elements squeezing, touching, and fucking her.

The Yeti's cock was the most human-like and Jennifer used her acquired skills accordingly, swirling her tongue around the underside of the pointy tip and cupping his hairy scrotum with one hand. Her other hand caressed the hot molten rock hands on her breasts, urging them to squeeze and pinch. All of the different sensations of the four elementals mingled as Jennifer gave herself to the four demons

Make me cum, she begging them in her mind.

The pleasure was growing again. Jennifer suddenly remembered that Samantha and the Librarian were watching her willingly fuck these four demons. She imagined that Samantha was masturbating to the view of her buxom blonde ally being fucked by the same demons that must have claimed her a hundred years ago. The erotic pressure grew and grew.

The Yeti was the first to climax, and roared, "Wooogghh!" as his cock pulsed and spewed into Jennifer's mouth.

She swallowed all of the Yeti's cum and squeezed his shaft, pulling every last drop to the tip. Then she felt a hot gush of wetness inside her pussy, and knew the clay monster had climaxed. As the clay pillar melted, the molten rock monster squeezed Jennifer's big breasts and he climaxed, spewing glowing hot red cum onto her blonde hair. The wind demon swirled, leaving splashes of watery cum on Jennifer's arms and thighs.

She gave the demon's their pleasure, and they all now gave it back to her. Her free hand covered her pussy and she thrust two fingers inside, feeling the clay monster's thick yellow cum. Jennifer pulled her mouth off the Yeti's cock and her hips jerked in a hard orgasm.

"OHHHHYYYEESSSS!" Jennifer's scream echoed in the dark room, as she closed her eyes and finally enjoyed the powerful climax that she had earned.

Continued in Chapter 11

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