The Haunted House - Chapter 11

Chapter 11 - The Stallion Rides

The four elemental demons made Jennifer orgasm four times that night, once for each of them. The thought of being fucked again by the huge and furry Yeti, should have sent her screaming in terror, but instead she spread her legs for him and wrapped them around the monster's hips to draw the beast's cock deep into her pussy. Jennifer's large breasts wobbled back and forth as the ice demon fucked her last. She loved it.

When dawn arrived, the elementals vanished back into their archways. Jennifer lay on the floor of the dark room, exhausted and splattered with cum from the four different elemental demons. She smeared the molten rock demon's glowing red semen over her breasts with one hand, and her other hand played with her pussy that was covered in the yellow cum of the clay monster. She closed her eyes, remembering how the wind demon teased her nipples and the clay demon kept changing it's shape inside her pussy. At that moment, if Jennifer had been asked if she wanted to leave the house, she would have begged to stay. She would have begged to be ravished again, over and over.

Finally, the stimulation of erotic fulfillment ebbed and dissipated. Jennifer opened her eyes and staggered to her feet.

The archways were gone, and the room was back to the empty interior with the oak wood floor and black painted walls. The door was there, and Jennifer made her way to the shower.

She enjoyed the gentle hands of Hlar and Hlox as they cleaned the cum from her body, and brought her to another orgasm in the process. Jennifer giggled while she was drying off, wondering what the Guinness World Book of Records would say if she claimed to the record for the Most Demons Fucked. Still laughing, Jennifer collapsed naked into her bed, and fell asleep.

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As usual it was just past noon when Jennifer awoke. She dressed for the day, in a blue bra and panty set, with a blue skirt and a white and blue striped shirt. Barefoot, she marched to the kitchen and ate lunch. With her hunger sated, Jennifer moved to the front room and picked up Samantha's diary. She sat back on the couch and opened the book to today's entry.

Good morning Jennifer,

I trust you felt the earth move under you last night? It was terrifying to find myself being fucked in a lake of lava, but I am not sure when I had such a fulfilling orgasm. At times like that, I almost want to remain in the house and not escape. It is the influence of the demons for sure, and I must fight it, as must you.

There is some news that you will find disturbing. The Librarian has told me the missing ingredient for the recipe, but she has made me promise not to write it in my diary. She says that in order for the cosmic cycle to align properly, you must visit the Librarian in your time to have her tell you of the missing ingredient. It may be that she is deceiving me in this with mystic nonsense, but I best not take the chance. You will have to endure one more ritual and ride with the horse, to gain the knowledge that will complete the recipe.

Jennifer was stunned. She was not sure whether to scream with frustration or to break down sobbing. She had desperately hoped to avoid another visit to the horse statue demon in the garden, and the midnight ride that would follow. She also knew that if she failed to return by sundown, the horse would mount her in the town square, just like she had seen depicted on the canvas in the artist's studio.

She had started the day so happy that she was going to learn what the missing ingredient is. The diary was supposed to reveal what she needed to know. But now that hope was gone, and the knowledge of the missing ingredient would require another sex ritual so that she could go into town and meet with the Librarian. Jennifer slammed the diary closed and put it on the couch. She let out a growl and got to her feet.

"He is waiting for you, my dear," the painting demon taunted. "I have a bet with him, to see which one of us will get to fuck you first. Who do you want to win?"

Jennifer glared at the painting.

Angered that she was a pawn in the demon's side bet, Jennifer decided to try and taunt the painting in return. She stared at the painting and slowly pulled off her white and blue striped shirt, revealing her large breasts encased in the blue bra. She knew the demon could see her stripping, and was powerless to do anything to her in the daylight. She unbuttoned her skirt and wiggled her hips to push down her skirt and panties at the same time, dropping them at her feet. Jennifer reached behind and unclasped the bra, and pulled the shoulder straps down. Jennifer's big breasts swayed as she dropped the blue bra on the pile of clothes at her feet.

Now completely naked, Jennifer climbed onto the couch and knelt on the arm as she leaned forward and pressed one large breast and nipple against the big eye in the middle of the painting. Jennifer could sense the demon's frustration and she leaned back, kneeling on the arm of the couch and smiling. Next, she cupped a hand over her pussy and pushed her middle finger between her wet folds. She pulled her finger out and held it up, glistening with her wetness. She sucked her finger clean, in front of the impotent painting demon.

The demon remained silent and Jennifer knew it was successfully countered.

Finally she blew the painting a kiss and climbed off the couch. She bent at the waist, giving the painting a view of the cleft between her thighs, and plucked her blue panties from the pile of clothes on the rug.

Jennifer stood up and looked back at the picture. "I am off to give the horse a blowjob. Neither of you has fucked me yet, but at least the horse has felt my lips wrapped around his dick, and has cum in my mouth!" She grinned and headed to the back door.

Out in the garden, Jennifer wondered what had possessed her to do and say those things! Possessed certainly was the right verb, she thought, as she walked naked down the path, holding her blue panties in one hand. She realized that it had not been smart to taunt the painting demon. He will find some way to take a perverted revenge on her, but at the moment she didn't care. She was proud to give the painting demon an erection, and spitefully satisfied that he had no one to use it on.

When Jennifer stepped naked into the clearing, the horse statue greeted her with its usual crudity.

"Couldn't stay away, my dear? Lusting for another treat of my cock cream? So eager, you are already naked! I am going to fuck you one of these nights, and I know you secretly want it."

"You really know how to sweet talk a lady." Jennifer laughed. "You are never going to have me. It's bad enough that I have to suck your cock for a day of freedom, but I will never ever let you mount me."

"We shall see," the gravelly voice replied. "But for now, you are presenting yourself to perform the ritual, and earn a day of freedom. Crawl under and begin, my dear."

Jennifer didn't say anything more. She knew what she had to do, and placed one hand on the hot stone of the horse statue's side. Naked, she crouched underneath to face the flat head of the stone horse cock. She unfurled her panties in one hand, and wrapped her lips over the stone cock head. The horse cock and scrotum immediately turned into warm flesh. A drop of precum oozed onto her tongue and Jennifer swallowed it without hesitation, when once she would have been disgusted by the thought of horse cum.

That led to the thought, that maybe being fucked by this horse cock wouldn't be so bad. It's only as large as the biggest cock I've already fucked. Jennifer quickly squashed the thoughts and turned her attention to giving the horse statue the pleasure needed to make him climax.

Her tongue licked under the swollen head and then she tightened her lips around the shaft and bobbed her head up and down on the end of the horse cock. When she swallowed enough to take the end of the horse dick into her throat, Jennifer pulled back and then swallowed it again. She was rewarded by the loud moans of the statue horse.

"Oh, my dear. You are much better at sucking cock than when I first met you. Mmmm, your lips are so tight, and your tongue is driving me crazy. I love watching my cock slide in and out of your mouth like that....and watching your big tits jiggle as you suck me."

Jennifer tried to ignore the words, but they burned into her mind and made her ashamed of herself. It was not just the words, but the truth that underlay them. She was starting to enjoy sucking cock. She was starting to enjoy being fucked night after night. She was starting to enjoy hot cum filling her mouth and pussy and splattering her breasts. She was actually trying her best to give the horse pleasure with her mouth, as she worked the cock deep into her throat and used her tongue and lips to stimulate it even more.

Her free hand moved between her thighs and she pressed two fingers inside her pussy. She was dripping wet with sexual stimulation as she knelt under the horse and sucked it's long cock, taking half of it into her mouth. She pulled her hand away from her pussy and reached out to fondle the horse's big scrotum. Her wet fingers smeared her juices on the scrotum and she felt the testicles quiver in her palm. A load of cum was churning inside them and Jennifer sucked harder, wanting to release that tasty treasure.

"Mmm", Jennifer moaned with the mouthful of cock.

She licked and sucked and put everything she had into the blowjob. Suddenly, the horse could not hold back any longer and the scrotum jumped in her hand. Jennifer pulled back so that only the flat head was in her mouth. The shaft of the horse cock throbbed, and hot semen gushed into her waiting mouth. There was too much, and Jennifer held up the panties, catching the overflow of semen that dribbled from her chin. As soon as the flow of sperm stopped, the horse cock and scrotum turned to stone.

Jennifer carefully pulled her lips from the end of the stone cock and emptied the mouthful of cum into the crotch of her blue panties, adding to the cum that had dripped from her chin. The warm cum filled the crotch of the panties to overflowing. She hooked the waistband of the blue panties over the end of the stone horse cock, leaving the bulging and dripping trophy hanging there as the ritual required. She crawled out from under the statue, licking her lips.

She berated herself, I can't believe that I actually enjoyed that. She wiped her chin with a finger and sucked the horse cum from her hand. Fucking hell, she complained as she walked naked, back to the house.

Jennifer did not notice that for once, the horse statue was speechless.

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When Jennifer drove into town, she couldn't help but notice the increased attention she was getting. When she climbed out of her car, people pointed at her. Now and then, as she walked to the front of the library, she could overhear snippets of comments.

"Of course I'm sure it was her. The blonde with the huge tits!"

"I heard she had an orgy up at that house and fucked the whole football team."

"The delivery man told my husband, the slut gave him a blow job for just delivering a package."

Ears and face burning with shame, Jennifer hurried into the library. There were no other people inside to harass her. Jennifer took a deep breath and calmly walked up to the main desk. The old woman seemed to be expecting Jennifer, and quickly ushered her into the back room.

As soon as the door closed, Jennifer blurted out, "Samantha said that I had to see you, and you would tell me what the missing ingredient is. Please, you must tell me!"

"So desperate, my dear." smiled the Librarian. "You might be willing to do anything to learn what the last ingredient is?"

Jennifer gulped and stared at the Librarian, before finally managing a whisper, "Yes."

"What was that, my dear? I didn't quite hear you."

Resigned and beaten, Jennifer met the old woman's gaze briefly before hanging her head. She spoke in a clear voice, "I will do anything you ask of me, if you tell me what the last ingredient is."

"Would be willing to make love to me?" the Librarian asked with a leer.

"Yes," admitted Jennifer.

"That sounds splendid, my dear," laughed the old woman. "I will close the library, and we will go for a ride out to the countryside, where I can ravish you properly."

Jennifer gulped. "We can't go too far. I have to be back to the house by sundown or--"

"Or the horse will mount you in the town square," interrupted the Librarian impatiently. "Trust me, my dear, I know all about the price for being late. But you will have to risk it. We must go to the one place where the last ingredient grows."

"Then let's hurry. Please," begged Jennifer. "I can't bear the thought of being late and letting that beast have his way with me."

The Librarian grabbed her dull brown sweater and locked up the library. She followed Jennifer out to her car. Luckily, none of the gawkers remained outside to taunt Jennifer.

"Drive North." The Librarian instructed.

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Jennifer felt a hand on her leg and looked down to see the old woman's fingers starting to creep up her bare thigh. Jennifer tried not to react as the old woman's hand slid under her blue skirt and the fingers wiggled into her panties.

"Ooo, nice and wet, my dear," grinned the Librarian. "I can hardly wait to slurp that pussy of yours. It has been a long time since I had another woman."

Jennifer tried to ignore the touch of the old woman as they drove into the countryside. The Librarian gave directions as they drove, and finally Jennifer turned off the main road, and onto a country road that wound among the hills.

After a minute or two, the Librarian told Jennifer, "Stop. We're here."

Both of them climbed out of the car, and Jennifer could see nothing, but hills and trees. There were one or two ranch houses visible in the distance, but it seemed like nobody was around for miles.

The ingredient must grow in the forest here, she thought.

The Librarian led the way, on a path that could barely be seen. The path dropped and then rose and went around a hill. The trees blocked out a lot of the sunlight. Around another bend, and another, and they finally arrived at a clearing.

It took Jennifer's eyes a little while to adjust to the dim light as she looked around at clearing beneath the large trees. It was the middle of the day and little sunlight penetrated the canopy here. At one side of the clearing was a rocky shelter with moss-covered steps leading up to it. On either side of the steps were two large and strange shaped rocks that looked like they had been carved by more than weather, though they were so old that the original shape was lost.

"What is this place?" asked Jennifer.

The Librarian didn't answer, but walked up the steps until she stood between the two carved standing stones. She turned around and raised her hands above her head. Jennifer could see the Librarian's lips moving, but could not hear what she was saying.

Suddenly, a beam of sunlight cut through the trees and engulfed the Librarian. Jennifer gasped as she saw the wrinkled old librarian transforming before her eyes. The shaft of golden sunlight seemed to color her hair from white to a rich gold. Lines of age vanished from her face. Her back straightened and her limbs and hips swelled. Whatever was happening, was turning back the laws of aging and gravity, with a vengeance. Now the Librarian's clothes were changing, and morphing. Then as suddenly as it arrived, the beam of sunlight vanished, plunging the clearing into the dim natural light.

When the transformation was done, standing in place of the old woman and her plain clothes, was a beautiful buxom blonde woman wearing a slit, low-cut black gown.

"What just happened?" was the best that the astonished Jennifer could manage as she gazed at the other woman.

The beautiful woman spoke in a sultry voice, "Hello Jennifer, my dear." She walked down the steps and towards Jennifer. "Surely you can guess who I am!"

"Samantha?" asked Jennifer, in an uncertain voice that grew stronger with conviction. "Samantha Lee!"

"Yes," smiled the woman. "Samantha Lee became Miss Sherman the Librarian. You didn't find the last name a giveaway? Two old civil war generals?"

"I don't understand," protested Jennifer. "You escaped the house, and became the Palmerville Librarian. Why? And how are you so young now?"

"Yin and Yang. There is a balance to the cosmos," Samantha said. "The demons in the house are creatures of night and darkness. But this..." she gestured around, "...is a long deserted temple of the Sun Goddess Solquarai. Here the results of the demon's depredations can be temporarily undone."

"I still don't understand," said Jennifer. "I need to know what happened to you, and how I can escape that haunted house before it claims me forever!"

Samantha sighed. "I did acquire the last ingredient, but it was flawed. It allowed me to escape the demons, but as I stepped out of the house, I aged a year for every orgasm I had while I had been inside that house. I went from the young, beautiful Samantha you see now, to the wizened old Miss Sherman, in a blink of an eye! I had my freedom, but the price was my youth! No one recognized me in town. I found that the previous Librarian had vanished. It is part of some grand cycle. The owner of the house becomes a prisoner and then the librarian and then... I don't know where we go after that. The cycle has a hundred years between, that the demons must wait for their next victim. That is one reason they are so lustful... waiting a century between fucks builds up a lot of... enthusiasm."

"Is there no way to break the cycle?" wailed Jennifer. "Am I doomed either to remain in the house, forever young and ravaged every night, or go free and live as an old crone with all my beauty gone?"

Samantha put out a hand and wiped the tears from Jennifer's cheek. "I am not sure. I said there was a flaw in the final ingredient that I had gathered. It was, I think that imperfection, which caused the aging. If we can remove the flaw, then you might be able to fully escape, and retain your youth."

"Please tell me what the ingredient is and what the flaw was," begged Jennifer.

"I shall, my dear," whispered Samantha, "But first you must keep your promise to Miss Sherman, and make love to me."

Samantha slipped the black gown off her shoulders. The silky material pooled at her feet, revealing Samantha's full nakedness.

"But..." protested Jennifer feebly. She tore her eyes from Samantha's large soft breasts that rivaled her own, and looked her in the eyes.

Samantha's eyes were green and glowing like two living emeralds. "Do you not find me attractive?" asked Samantha as she moved her hands to cup her large breasts. Her nipples were already hard and pointing straight at Jennifer.

"Yes," admitted Jennifer, "I think you're beautiful!"

Jennifer realized that she lusted for Samantha. Making love to another woman had at one time seemed a lesbian thing, but now she could feel the lust building in her for this other woman. Jennifer quickly pulled her white and blue striped shirt over her head, revealing her own large breasts held in her blue bra. She hastily unbuttoned her skirt and wiggled her hips as she pushed both her blue shirt and blue panties to the ground. Samantha continued to squeeze her own breasts and tease her nipples as she watched Jennifer reach behind and unfasten her blue bra. Jennifer pulled the bra forward and dropped it on the ground with the rest of her clothes.

The curve of Samantha's breasts tantalized Jennifer and she stepped forward, leaving little space between her large breasts and Samantha's breasts. Jennifer placed her hands on the Samantha's naked hips and leaned forward as Samantha tilted her head. When their lips touched, Samantha pushed her hips against Jennifer, and their mouths crushed together as they embraced.

"Mmm, " Jennifer moaned as she felt Samantha's breasts pressed into her own. The other woman's nipples felt like two white hot points.

Jennifer felt Samantha's hands stroking her hair, running down her back and cupping her ass as they kissed, lips parting to let tongues entwine. Jennifer broke the kiss, leaning back slightly, licking the saliva from her lower lip. She gazed into Samantha's green eyes and saw the bond they shared, of the sexual experiences in the haunted house. She wanted to make love to Samantha, and show her the gratitude she felt for Samantha's help. And she knew Samantha had been watching her the entire time, wanting and waiting to be with her.

Jennifer sank slowly to her knees in front of Samantha, kissing her way down the other woman's body. She cupped a large breast, comparing it to her own, and slathered her tongue over the rigid nipple. Then Jennifer kissed down her stomach until she was kneeling, with her hands holding Samantha's naked hips. Jennifer kissed the patch of blonde curls on Samantha's mound and then tilted her head back and slid her tongue against Samantha's pussy as she looked up into her green eyes.

"Ohhhh, my dear..." Samantha looked down at Jennifer with unbridled lust. She caressed Jennifer's blonde hair and pushed her hips forward.

Jennifer wiggled her tongue between the other woman's fleshy labia, and thrust her tongue deep inside, tasting the juices there. She had never tasted a pussy so sweet, in the few that she had tasted. Then Jennifer found the hard nib of Samantha's clit with her tongue and licked it, which sent Samantha into new heights of pleasure.

"Ohhh, my beautiful Jennifer!" moaned Samantha loudly, "Lick my pussy and my clit. Ooooo that feels so fucking good." Samantha moaned and stroked Jennifer's hair as she pressed her pussy against the younger woman's face.

After several long minutes, Samantha stepped back, leaving Jennifer panting and her chin wet. She looked up at Samantha, as the other woman stepped forward again and put her hands on Jennifer's shoulders.

"Lay back." Samantha pushed, urging the younger blonde to lay onto the mossy ground.

Samantha crawled on top of Jennifer, once more kissing the busty blonde on the lips. Jennifer knew that Samantha could taste herself on her tongue, and enjoyed how eager Samantha was. They kissed firmly, running their hands over each other, savoring the feel of the other's naked flesh. Samantha smiled down at Jennifer and once more lowered her head for a long passionate kiss on the lips. With their full breasts rubbing on each other and their pussies grinding into each other the two women kissed.

It was the most erotic lovemaking Jennifer had ever known. There was none of the crudity or lust of the demons, only the tenderness that comes from a shared experience. Samantha had waited a hundred years for this moment and every touch of Jennifer's sent a thrill running through her body. Gasping for breath, Samantha climaxed for the first time in a century, and felt Jennifer's own body tense as the younger woman reached orgasm.

"Oh Jennifer!"

"Fuuuuuck!"

After that first climax, the two women remained still in each other's arms for a minute, content to stroke each other's body and bask in the warm glow of their orgasms.

"That was amazing," Jennifer grinned.

"I've waited a hundred years for that," Samantha kissed Jennifer's chin.

Samantha began to kiss her way down the buxom blonde's body. Jennifer enjoyed Samantha's licking and sucking on her large tits, soon forcing new moans of pleasure. Then Samantha continued her exploration of Jennifer's body, working lower and lower. Jennifer pulled her feet up and bent her knees, spreading her legs for the older blonde.

Samantha whispered, "I did tell you in the car that I wanted to lick your sweet pussy."

She dipped her tongue into Jennifer's juices and began to lap them up like a kitten in milk. Jennifer could do nothing but moan and writhe on the ground in pleasure as Samantha's tongue explored her pussy and brought her to another powerful climax.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Jennifer screamed.

Samantha left Jennifer's clit to recover, and pushed two fingers into the blonde's pussy. She began fucking Jennifer with her fingers, curling them inside the same as she would do herself when masturbating.

"Oh fuck..." Jennifer grabbed her knees and spread her legs wider. 

Wet squelching sounds could be heard as Samantha fucked Jennifer vigorously with her fingers. The younger blonde arched her back, thrusting her large tits in the air. Samantha enjoyed touching Jennifer, after so many nights of watching the blonde at first being raped by the demons, and more recently, willingly fuck the monsters. She knew that Jennifer had been turned into a slut, just as she had been a hundred years ago.

It was only after her third orgasm, that Jennifer noticed the light starting to dim, and she glanced up in panic. The sun was setting! She had become so lost in her lovemaking with Samantha that she had lost track of the time. If she didn't hurry then she was going to have to pay the price demanded by the horse.

How could I have let this happen? Jennifer scrambled to her knees and grabbed for her discarded clothes, "I've got to go!"

Samantha grabbed Jennifer's arm, "You can't leave yet, or the last ingredient will be flawed. Look over there!" She pointed to a spot next to the mossy steps.

Jennifer saw a flower almost fully opened. It had pure black petals, with a even darker center, like a black hole that all light dropped into.

Samantha explained, "The last ingredient is one petal from the Black Daisy, picked while you are having an orgasm. When you add that petal to the cum from thirteen demons, you will have the means to escape the house."

Jennifer was barely paying attention as she grabbed her skirt and panties.

Samantha shouted, "A hundred years ago, I too panicked at the thought of the stallion. I picked a petal as soon as it started to open and ran for the house like a coward."

Jennifer held all of her clothes now and paused to listen.

Samantha loosened her grip on Jennifer's arm, but still held it, "The flower achieves full potency only after has fully opened, when the picker is in the midst of an orgasm. Jennifer, my dear, lie back and let me lick that sweet pussy of your's one more time. Then you can pick the petal while you are shuddering with your climax."

Jennifer's thoughts swirled in panic and confusion. She needed that final ingredient, but if she delayed to pick it, the horse would claim her as a stud. It was a choice between a horrible moment of humiliation, or a lifetime of freedom. There was no question what she must do. Jennifer dropped her clothes and lay back on the mossy ground. She spread her legs and reached down with her fingers to pull her labia open.

Samantha smiled and bent down between Jennifer's thighs again. She licked her lips, eager to have access to the younger blonde's pussy one more time. She pushed two fingers into Jennifer, and closed her lips over Jennifer's clit.

Jennifer sat up on her elbows and watched the older blonde suck and finger her pussy. She saw that Samantha was on her knees with her free hand fingering herself. Samantha looked up at Jennifer with her green eyes as her tongue pushed down against her clit.

"Fuuuuck..." Jennifer pledged right then that she would give Samantha an explosive orgasm later.

As Jennifer's climax began to build, the flower opened fully. Without warning, a rush of pleasure flooded her and she clamped her legs around Samantha's head.

Then her hips shook, "Ooooohhhhhh!"

Samantha lifted her face from Jennifer's pussy and sat back, shouting, "Fetch two petals now!"

Jennifer's large breasts flopped to one side as she rolled onto her side and reached out. The Black Daisy was fully open, and Jennifer thought for a second that her own gaping pussy must look the same. She plucked two black petals from the flower and rolled back, holding the petals above her, as if to keep them from drowning in the aftershock of her orgasm. After this final climax, Jennifer lay there with her eyes closed for several seconds enjoying the feelings coursing through her body.

"The sun!" Suddenly Jennifer's eyes flew open and she saw the sun dangerously close to the horizon.

She leapt to her feet and grabbed her clothes. Without wasting time to dress, Jennifer slipped into her sandals and ran down the path they had come. She raced for her car, so flustered and focused, that she forgot Samantha. Jennifer climbed into her car and drove off at breakneck speed, in a desperate rush to make it home by sundown. Jennifer sped down the road and through the town.

She turned into the driveway and left her clothes on the passenger seat as she leapt from the car. Naked, Jennifer rushed towards the front door of the house. In her haste, she slipped and fell on the front lawn.

Did that vine just trip me? Stunned and gasping for breath, Jennifer struggled to her knees and saw the sun disappear below the horizon.

In mute horror, she realized that she had lost and that the horse would claim her at midnight. Sobbing and naked, she stumbled to her feet and shuffled into the house.

The entire house seemed to echo with laughter as all the demons relished the knowledge of what was to come in a few hours, and took delight in Jennifer's defeat. Her anguish would grow as she waited for the clock to strike midnight. The next few hours were a daze for Jennifer.

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How could she have let this happen. The afternoon had been so wonderful, making love to Samantha had been the highlight of her life. And in a few hours, she would be subjected to the foulest debasement of her life. She remembered once when she was young, she had misbehaved and her mother told her that she would get a spanking when her dad came home. She had spent the whole evening in terror, waiting for her father to come home and spank her.

That feeling of anticipatory terror was happening now, and this was ten times worse!

Jennifer lay in bed with the covers pulled up over her head, shaking in fear as the clock continued to tick. She hard it ring nine o' clock then ten, then eleven. The final hour both crawled by, and at the same time, rushed like lemmings over a cliff.

Finally the clock struck twelve and the whole house was totally silent as if all of the demons were holding their breath. Jennifer remained under her covers, like an ostrich with it's head in the sand, hoping that nothing bad could happen if she didn't see it and didn't get up.

After a few minutes of silence, the creaking began. Branches rapped on the window and the sky began to cloud up. Lightning split the sky and thunder broke the silence. The wind howled like a million demented wolves baying at the unseen moon.

Finally, Jennifer could stand it no longer and she rose out of bed, still naked since arriving home after sundown. She treaded softly down the stairs, swearing that she could hear her heart thumping. She knew she would have to go through with this degradation. She opened the back door and looked out into the garden. Clouds obscured the moonlight, but lightning flashed, showing her the path.

The sooner I do it, the sooner it's over. She rationalized.

Jennifer stepped into the garden. She breathed slowly as she walked down the grassy path. Lightning illuminated her busty, naked body in tantalizing flashes, followed by shadows, as she approached the clearing.

I have the final ingredient and don't need to go to town any more, she told herself. I won't have to do this again.

Even before she entered the clearing, she could see the horse statue had become flesh, and stood there waiting for her, swishing his tail.

"Hello, my dear." it's gravely voice seemed happy.

Jennifer glared at the horse.

"You failed to return to the house before sundown, and you must pay the price." The horse said what she already knew. "Mount up and we shall go for a ride. When we get to town, it will be my turn to mount you!"

Jennifer flushed, realizing that she didn't care about the fucking. She had been fucked by so many demons, small and large, and their magic would prevent her from being hurt. But she was flustered about having sex in public with a demon horse, and people seeing the whole thing. Then again, everyone thinks she fucked the whole football team, even though it was only ten of the teenagers. Let's get this over with.

She nodded meekly and climbed onto the back of the beast.

"I do hope there are some people there to see it. Think of people watching you Jennifer..." The horse started off in a trot and went through the gate. "... watching a slut being fucked by a horse."

Once through the gate, the horse set off in a gallop,  thundering towards the town. Jennifer felt the muscles of the horse ripple under her thighs as it raced through the night.

The demon horse did not head for the town square immediately, but raced up and down the streets, as if trying to attract as much attention as it could. Jennifer heard shouts, as she was spotted in the lamplight as they ran down the streets.

Suddenly they were in the town square. The moment she had dreaded was at hand.

"Please don't do this," she begged the horse.

"Get down, my dear," the horse's gravelly voice commanded, "The price will be paid. I am going to fuck you here in the town square. Get down, lean over that bench, and spread your legs for me."

Resigned to her fate, Jennifer dismounted. Barefoot and naked, she stepped to the back of the bench, which was positioned under a street lamp. She stopped a few feet away and bent at the waist, putting both hands on the back of the bench. The light from the lamp would give anyone who might be watching, a good view of her naked body. Jennifer cringed at the thought as she spread her legs far apart

Behind her, Jennifer heard the clip-clop of the horse's hooves on the cement sidewalk as it moved around her. Then the horse reared up and towered over her. The two front legs of the horse appeared on either side of her, and the hooves came down, and clopped onto the seat of the bench.

Jennifer felt the warmth of the horse's belly on her back, and could feel his breathing. Then she felt something hard rub against the inside of her leg and she took a deep breath, knowing it was the horse's cock. Then she felt it rubbing at her pussy lips, and she stifled a scream as the flat head pushed inside her. She was momentarily ashamed to compare her pussy taking the horse cock, to her mouth, when she gave the horse so many blowjobs.

"Ooooooo, you're a tight fit, my dear." panted the horse as it pushed another few inches of its cock into Jennifer. "Ahhhhh you are so wet. I think you're excited by this. Those boys over there are watching me take you!"

Jennifer clutched the back of the bench. She couldn't bear to look at anyone watching her being fucked in public by a horse. Tears streaming down her cheeks as she felt the horse slide more of it's long cock into her pussy. There was no way it could all fit, but the demon horse was determined, and had magic on his side. She felt the cold metal of the bench press against her tits, as the horse pushed her forward and slid a few more inches inside. She grimaced, feeling her pussy was completely full.

"Ohhhh, my dear Jennifer. I have every inch of my cock inside you now," moaned the horse.

Jennifer felt the horse on her back begin to move, as his cock started to slide in and out of her. The force made Jennifer's whole body lurch forward, pressing her big breasts into the back of the bench. When the horse pulled back, the pressure was released and her tits swung free. Back and forth, Jennifer and the horse moved in unison as he fucked her under the lamp light. The feeling of the horse belly on her back reminded her of mating with Rex the Dog, but the horse was bigger.

"Beg me to fuck you," ordered the horse. "I want these people to know what a slut you are."

Out of the corner of her eye Jennifer saw a couple who looked like a husband and wife out for a stroll. The two were standing about forty feet away, looking dumfounded as they watched a naked woman being fucked by a horse. Jennifer could hear other voices and knew that others had been attracted by their galloping around town. Now they were watching the naked Lady Godiva being fucked by her own horse.

Jennifer had little choice, and complied, begging between thrusts. "Uhhhhhh... fuck me.... you dirty beast..."

To her shock, Jennifer realized that vocalizing her lust, reminded her that she willingly bent over and presented herself to the horse. And now that the horse was fucking her, she was beginning to enjoy it. She was reminded of the Yeti, and how much she enjoyed letting that hairy beast fuck her a second time. She could enjoy this too, for her own pleasure. She would make the horse give her an orgasm. 

Jennifer's begging became eager, "Ohhhh... fuck me... I want... your horse cock... to fuck me!"

The horse was happy to oblige. His humping continued, sliding the wet horse cock halfway out, and then pushing all the way in. Both of them grunted and fucked each other, with wet squishy noises between them. They were both lost in their selfish efforts to achieve their own climax at the expense of the other. Jennifer grunted and pushed against the bench, urging the horse cock to go as deep as it could. Her big tits swayed back and forth, as Jennifer moved her hips against the strokes of the horse, and it huffed above her.

The horse brayed, "Ooo...ooo...pfff..."

Jennifer noticed the horse had stopped humping and was still. The horse belly on her back was breathing hard. A second later, she felt a huge gush of hot cum flood her pussy. There was far too much for her to contain it all, and the hot horse semen dribbled out of their union and down the insides of her legs. No, she was so close...

"Keep... fucking me..." she begged.

Jennifer had yet to reach her own orgasm, and continued to rock back and forth, pushing and pulling at the back of the bench. She forced the still hard, horse cock to move in and out of her pussy a few more times, until she too climaxed and her pussy fluttered on the horse's cock.

"Oooohhh yessssss..." she gasped.

More of the hot horse cum dribbled from their union, as Jennifer's hips shuddered. Then she slumped onto the back of the bench, breathing heavily. 

The horse moved above her, and she heard the front horse hooves clatter up onto the back of the bench. The cock inside her was quickly deflating, and the length of wet horse cock slipped out of Jennifer's pussy. She looked down between her breasts to watch a gush of horse sperm streaming from her pussy that was gaping and empty now. She could see the horse cock dangling, and the flat head dripping with their mingled lovemaking juices. Then, the warm and weight of the horse was gone.

When she heard the clapping and the whistles, Jennifer remembered where she was and what she had done. Embarrassment ran through her like a red-hot knife. She stood up, her toes squishing in the puddle of horse cum at her feet. She ignored the people and turned to the horse. Grabbing the mane, she pulled herself up, smearing the horse cum between her legs, across it's back. She leaned into the mane, eager to disappear.

"Take me home." she asked quietly.

"Of course, my dear," growled the horse. "Seems like the audience enjoyed your slutty display!"

Continued in Chapter 12

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