The Haunted House - Chapter 8

Chapter 8 - Pool Party

When Jennifer woke up just after noon, the first thought that popped into her mind was the conclusion to last night's Lady Godiva ride. The thought of how she had posed for those teenagers and let them ogle her tits while she invited them to come visit, made her blush with shame. She wanted to just pull the covers up over her head and stay in bed, hiding for the rest of the day.

She doubted the house would let her. So she decided that she might as well get up and get on with the day. With a sigh, she climbed out of bed and went on with her daily routine of showering with the water elementals, Hlar and Hlox. Then she put on a floral sundress, without bra or panties. Why bother, Jennifer thought. Downstairs, she ate a late breakfast, before settling down on the couch in the front room. She opened Samantha Lee's diary, to read the new entry.

Hello Jennifer.

I imagine it was hard to get out of bed this morning. Last night, the Archivist made me relive the most horrid fantasy. He claimed it came from the most hidden recesses of my own mind, and heaven help me, he was right. After that, the horse made me talk, stark naked, to a bunch of the young men in town, and invite them to the house today. I am not sure if I can go through with what the house wants me to do, but I doubt I have any choice, and neither will you.

I did learn a couple of pertinent things from my talk with the librarian, that I can pass on to you.

First, I was only partially correct about the significance of All Hallows Eve. It is the only night of the year when escape from the house is possible. If you fail to escape on that night, you will have to undergo another entire year of nightly debasement before the calendar comes around again, and you have another chance to escape. Facing another year of such treatment, however, I wonder if sanity or the will to escape can even survive.

Secondly, the librarian added some information about the recipe that the goblin named Taz had written down. The goblin did not provide the entire truth. The recipe can do what he said, and cause any human who partakes of it to follow any order given to them until dawn. But the chocolate sauce has no effect on demons. As it is, the recipe cannot be used against the demons, as we might have hoped. But with the addition of a third ingredient, the recipe will provide the key to escaping the house and the demons. It is of the utmost importance therefore, that you gather all the ingredients for the recipe, however disgusting that may be. I do not as yet know the nature of the missing ingredient, but I will tell you when I find out.

Goodbye for now my darling Jennifer. Today will be a difficult day, but escape is within our reach, if only we have the will and the courage to grasp it.

The reminder of the recipe sent a shudder of humiliation and dread through Jennifer. What the kitchen goblin had written was quite simple, with only two ingredients:

One mouthful of cum from Thirteen different demons

Add chocolate to taste

Simmer on low heat

Jennifer had collected two mouthfuls so far, one from the horse and one from the Archivist. She would have to collect eleven more mouthfuls of cum in the next few days, and then hope that Samantha would reveal the missing ingredient.

Absentmindedly, while she had been reading Samantha's diary, Jennifer had slipped a hand under her sundress, and put two fingers into her pussy to masturbate as she read. With a start, she realized what she was doing and pulled her hand out of her panties. She was surprised to see how wet her fingers were.

This house is changing me, she thought. Slowly but surely it is remolding me in it's own twisted ideals. Jennifer feared Samantha was right, and that her willpower and sanity would not survive another year in this house, if she failed to escape on Halloween. The thought sent a shiver up her spine, and made her more determined than ever to escape, no matter what she had to do in the process.

Thinking of 'no matter what', she was reminded about the group of young men again. Would they really come to the house? Get real, she scolded herself. A naked, big breasted woman invites adolescent, hormone-crazed teenagers up to her house 'to get better acquainted'... Of course they are going to show up.

"I could just hide in the house and not answer the doorbell," she mused aloud, "and they would go away."

"That would not be a good idea," a cold, raspy voice responded.

"Eeee!" Jennifer nearly jumped out of her skin. She quickly stood up to look around the room, trying to find the source of the voice. "Who said that? Where are you?"

The cold voice mimicked back, "Who said that? Where are you?" The voice sounded more masculine now, but muffled, "You are in a haunted house, filled with demons. Who do you think said it?"

Jennifer finally located the source of the voice. It had originated from a painting on the wall, that hung over one end of the couch. It was an abstract painting that looked like the artist had been out of his mind on drugs when it was painted. There was an eye in the middle of the canvas, and some other things, maybe tentacles, or scales, or fins, and at least half a dozen phallic anatomy parts scattered in the swirls.

"I see you finally noticed me, my dear." said the painting. "I must admit that I have relished watching some of your antics, from my perch here on the wall. You looked quite ravishing when the Reverend painted your slutty face with his cum. I will enjoy defiling you one of these nights!"

"You don't scare me," rallied Jennifer, with just a bit of doubt in her voice. "You're just a possessed painting that likes to watch things you shouldn't."

"Really?" drawled the cold voice. "You never expected to be raped by your teddy bear did you? Oh no, my dear. During the day I am not much of a threat to you, but one of these nights I am going to enjoy your body. You know what they say about haunted portraits, and how the eyes follow you around the room? Well, my eye will not just follow you around the room, it will follow you all over the house, until I can ravish you, like the slut you are!"

The maniacal laughter that followed made Jennifer shiver again. She had always scoffed at low budget horror movies, when a villain laughed like that. But, being trapped in an actual haunted house seemed to take the humor out of the absurdity. Jennifer stepped back towards the doorway, and the painting's voice stopped it's laughter.

With an icy tone, the painting commanded, "Come back here."

Jennifer tried her best not to obey, but her body was compelled by the powers evoked within the haunted house. She quickly found herself standing in front of the sofa and staring at the painting.

The painting explained, "I am not completely powerless during the day, my dear." There was a smirk in its voice.

Can a painting smirk? Can it leer? The picture sure seemed to be doing that right now.

It ordered her, "Take off your dress, my dear."

Jennifer found she was quite powerless to do anything but what she was told. She suspected that this painting might be one of the more powerful demons in the house, because even in the full light of day, she could not disobey it.

Her fingers slipped under the shoulder straps of the sundress she was wearing, and the garment collapsed to the floor in a heap. Jennifer had worn no bra or panties today, and was now standing naked in front of the leering picture. The air in the room seemed much cooler suddenly, and it made her nipples harden. She blushed with embarrassment at her lingering arousal. She realized the painting had been watching her masturbate while she was reading the diary. 

The painting continued with its demands. "Now lie down on the couch, and play with yourself until you cum. I want to watch you, knowing that you are being watched. I want you to remember that one night, I will come for you. And I want you to lie awake, wondering if tonight is the night!"

Without any self control, Jennifer began to slide her hands over her curvy form, caressing her breasts and then trailing her hands down her belly and between her thighs. She was becoming more aroused, and blushed as she sat down on the couch and lay back. She kept one foot on the floor and lifted her other foot to rest on the back of the couch. Now her legs were spread wide so the painting had a good view of her pussy.

One hand cupped a big tit, while her other hand moved to her pussy. Two fingers slipped inside and a soft moan escaped her lips as she began to play with herself. The entire time, she was keenly aware of the painting looking down at her with it's big eye. It made her feel like an exhibitionist, but she had to admit that she was a bit turned on, as she masturbated for the painting's enjoyment.

"Yes, my dear," the painting rasped. "You like knowing that I watch you masturbate."

Jennifer licked her lips and pinched her nipple. The painting was right, that she did have fantasies of masturbating for an audience that could not touch her. She remembered the Archivist's tour of her deviant desires last night. She knew that the painting couldn't actually jump off the wall and rape her. Could it?

The painting whispered, "I can see your fingers moving in and out of your wet pussy. Lick your fingers now."

Fighting for control, but knowing she could not win, Jennifer lifted her fingers from her pussy and slipped both of them into her mouth, sucking her own wetness from them. Jennifer tasted her juices, and surrendered to the sensations. She hoped the painting would not prevent her from having an orgasm.

"Now play with your clit, my dear," commanded the voice.

Jennifer did as she was bid, stroking her clit with one thumb before she pushed two fingers inside again. The pleasure began to build, and her breasts jiggled and as she rammed her fingers in and out of her pussy faster and faster. She was fucking herself with abandon, under the watchful gaze of the perverted painting.

"Ooooohhhh!" she blurted out.

With no additional commands, she felt her body surge with orgasm. Her hips jerked and her big breasts wobbled, and her thighs closed around the hand clutching her pussy. Then Jennifer sank back into the soft cushions of the couch, in peaceful bliss. As she caught her breath, she noticed that she could move with free will again.

"Mmmm, you are a beautiful slut, my dear," taunted the painting. "Now that you have taken the edge off, I suggest you go get things ready for your guests. We are all looking forward to watching you fuck and suck all those young hard cocks. Remember the price you will pay, if you try and ask anyone for help. It is only a matter of time before the horse gets you, but the suspense is so thrilling, don't you think?"

Jennifer tried her best to hold back the embarrassment from her latest humiliation. She sat up and pulled her sundress over her head. Then she stood and straightened the dress on her body. She felt used, for the painting's pleasure, humiliated to masturbate in front of the unearthly demon, and secretly aroused at knowing that she would soon be fucked by several eager young men.

Sarcastically, she said, "This isn't much of a place for a party."

"Oh don't worry, my dear. We will rearrange things for the party," the painting laughed. "Go outside and look at the garden."

Jennifer was glad to be released from the painting's gaze, and hurried to the back door.

When she opened the door, the backyard transformation made her jaw drop. Gone was the weedy, and wildly grown garden. In it's place, was a large rectangular pool filled with clear blue water. There was a diving board and various inflatables floating serenely in the pool, including a big turtle with a donut shaped body. The horse statue was there at the other end of the pool, surveying the grounds in it's regular pose. Flagstones, lush green grass, and half a dozen lounge chairs surrounded the pool.

There was something yellow on the back of the horse. Jennifer stepped outside and walked around the pool. As she drew nearer, she saw the yellow color was a two piece, bikini bathing suit.

The voice of the horse statue spoke in her head, "A swimsuit for you, my dear. You will look very nice with your big tits straining to fall out. You ought to give those teenager's erections with just one look at you!"

Jennifer knew there was no point in protesting, so she pulled her sun dress over her head and draped it over the back of the horse. She felt the horse's eyes feasting on her naked body as she grabbed the bikini and began to put it on. The horse was right. There was so little to this skimpy thing that she might as well just meet the teenagers naked. The bottom was a thong, with a small triangle of fabric that barely covered her vulva and pubic hair. And the top was similar, with thin straps tied around her neck and back, and small triangular cups that covered her nipples but left most of her big boobs hanging out to either side of the triangles.

"You look wonderful, my dear," rumbled the statue. "You should check on the food in the kitchen. Your guests will be here soon, and you need to keep them entertained until midnight, when a few of us will join the party!"

Jennifer stared at the horse in horror. Was he saying she was the bait for some sadistic trap? Would the demons rape or kill the teenagers?

As if reading her mind, which it was, the horse statue answered, "Oh don't fret, my dear. We won't hurt them, unless they die of pleasure!"

Jennifer cowered under the threatening gaze of the statue, and felt his gaze on her ass as she retreated into the house. What could she do? Warning the teenagers would put her in default of the statue's demands to not seek assistance, and yet how could she leave them to the mercies of the demons in this house?

Still wondering what to do, she looked around the kitchen in wonder. There were large trays of sliced meat, cheese, buns, potato chips and other goodies. There was a cart stacked full of soda cans. It seemed, the teenagers would get nothing alcoholic. For a bunch of randy demons, she thought, they seemed a bit old fashioned.

The voice of Taz spoke from somewhere, "Nice."

"Taz?" asked Jennifer looking around in vain. "You didn't do anything to this food did you?"

"Nah," replied Taz. "We had orders to keep it unmolested. You and the horny teens won't be coerced by our food. Oh and by the way, when I said 'nice', I was talking about your sexy outfit!" Taz's voice faded away.

Jennifer was alone in the kitchen with the food. It took her several trips to carry it all outside, and put it on tables that had mysteriously appeared by the pool.

When she was done, Jennifer stretched out on a lounge chair by the pool. She waited with a combination of fear and anticipation, for the group of horny young men to arrive. She wondered what would transpire. If they show up, everyone is going to be manipulated by the demons. The house was less powerful in the daylight, she reminded herself, but that won't matter soon, as it's only an hour before sunset. 

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Soon, the sun was on the horizon. Just enough time had passed for Jennifer to start hoping that the teenagers from the town would not visit. Then her hopes were shattered by the sounds of voices. She heard them get closer and closer to the house.

Suddenly, a dozen or so teenagers spilled through the little wooden gate at the end of the neatly graveled path behind the house.

"Wow!" was the first word she heard, as the teenagers stood gawking at the backyard, the pool, the food, and Jennifer in her teeny little yellow bikini.

A dozen young men... Jennifer blinked and took another look. There were ten teenage boys alright, but also two girls!

Acknowledging what was expected of her by the demons, Jennifer sat up on the lounge chair, and then stood. She walked barefoot to the group of teenagers that had all gathered inside the rickety gate. The boys looked mostly to be in their late teens, she thought, and the girls a bit older, though girls did mature quicker, so it was hard to tell.

"Hello my friends," Jennifer purred and posed so that instantly there were a dozen sets of eyes focused on her big breasts spilling out of her tiny yellow bikini. "I'm Jennifer, and so glad that you could come by. I was not expecting to see two lovely young ladies as well." She felt the demon's subtle control of her actions and words. 

One of the young men that Jennifer recognized from the night before, seemed to be the leader. He tried to tear his eyes from her boobs long enough to answer. "Ummm, my name is Tom," he managed at last. "These are Sally and Heather. We umm told them about you, and like, coming out here, and they were like, 'we want to come', you know, like, 'to watch too'." he finished weakly.

"Yes," said Sally. She was a freckled red head with what looked like quite serious sized boobs. "Heather and I want to see a real whore in action!"

Jennifer did her best not to slap the girl across her smarmy face. Besides, she didn't think the demon's would let her. Instead she was compelled to plaster a big smile on her own face, and turned to Heather, a black girl with smooth, caramel-colored skin, who was also nicely endowed.

Heather nodded, "Yeah, we came to see you do all these guys. And my brother!" She pointed to a tall black teen, who smiled gamely.

Jennifer looked at all their faces, and was compelled to ask, "This party is for adults only. Some of you look young. How old are you all?"

The two girls both answered, "Nineteen."

Heather's brother said, "Twenty."

The other nine boys raised their hands in turn and rattled off their ages, "Nineteen... eighteen... eighteen... nineteen... eighteen... eighteen...nineteen... eighteen... eighteen."

Satisfied that the teenagers were all eighteen or older, Jennifer smiled. "Well then, make yourselves at home," She gestured to the food and the chairs strewn around the pool.

The teenagers needed no second invitation, and they attacked the food. They all ate and joked about who would be the first in the pool. The boys argued amongst themselves, trying to decide who would get the first chance to have sex with the big boobed, blonde hostess. By now, the sun was gone and the stars were starting to sparkle in the sky. The haunted house was regaining it's energy.

Once everyone had a soda and a plate of snacks, Jennifer received a mental whisper from the horse statue, telling her that it was show time. With the teenagers all seated and watching her, she stood up and paraded to a spot in the center, where all of the teenagers had a good view.

She reached behind her back to untie the string of her bikini top. "I think it's time I took this little bitty thing off," she purred.

The boys and girls all gaped, as Jennifer untied the straps behind her back. Her big breasts sagged a little when the tension of the bikini loosened, and the bottoms of her breasts were visible under the yellow triangles. Then she reached up and untied the straps around her neck. She released her hands with a flourish and let her yellow bikini top flutter to the ground. Her full breasts were on unrestricted display as she posed and turned so that they could all get a good look.

All of the boys began to rub growing bulges in their pants. To her surprise, Jennifer saw that Heather was grabbing at Sally's big breasts through her shirt, as if comparing her friends tits to Jennifer's. And Sally was rubbing a hand between her legs as the red head stared at the sight of the bare breasted hostess.

Jennifer gulped inwardly, but externally she was compelled to keep her smile, and untied the sides of her yellow bikini bottom. She yanked the bikini thong away, revealing her trimmed blonde pubic mound, and let the yellow bikini bottom flutter to the ground. Now Jennifer stood completely naked, and was compelled to pose for all of the teens.

Unsure of what would happen next, Jennifer felt the horse statue speaking for her, "You get to be first, Tom," she whispered in a husky voice.

She stepped over to the lounge chair that Tom was laying on, with a very visible bulge in his jeans. He watched wide-eyed as Jennifer's big tits swayed when she knelt next to the lounge chair. Jennifer watched Tom's expression as she reached over to rub his erection through his pants. Unable to move, he watched the busty blonde's hands unbuckle his belt, then unbutton his pants, and pull down his zipper. Jennifer was shouting inside, What have you gotten yourself into? But her exterior remained calm and focused on the task assigned by the demons.

When Jennifer's soft hands reached inside Tom's pants and pulled out his cock, he almost had an orgasm right then and there. But he swallowed hard and gripped the arms of the lounge chair tightly, managing to hold his climax at bay. Mesmerized, he watched Jennifer's head bend down and her mouth move towards his cock. Her lips opened, and then suddenly there was a warm, wet sensation that he had never felt before, as the head of his dick was engulfed by this woman's mouth. His jaw hung open as he watched Jennifer close her lips tightly around his cock and she looked up at him.

The other teens were all silent, and entranced as they watched Jennifer began to bob her head up and down on the hard cock in her mouth. She was making sucking sounds and held the base of Tom's stiff cock with one of her hands. Most of them watched their first real blowjob happening right before their eyes. Some of them noticed that Jennifer's other hand was between her legs, fingering herself.

There was no way that Tom could hold off any longer, and he screamed, "Oh... Ohhh.... Ohhhhh Fuck!"

Jennifer felt Tom's hips lurch and she pulled her mouth up to hold just the head of his cock between her tight lips. Her thumb was on the underside of his shaft, and she cold feel the cum surge up through his cock. A fountain of warm sperm erupted in her mouth. It was only one burst, but big enough to enjoy. Jennifer felt a genuine sense of accomplishment as she looked up at Tom's orgasmic expression, and stroked her fist up his cock to squeeze out the last glob of sperm from his dick.

Tom gasped for breath, and looked at his classmates around him. His confidence was replaced by red cheeks and shyness. "Oh jeez, I'm sorry," he muttered.

Jennifer lifted her mouth from the teenager's wet cock and swallowed. "Don't be sorry," shushed Jennifer. She smiled at Tom and whispered, "Your cum tastes delicious."

Sally moaned, "Oooooo you're right... she is a slut." The red head continued rubbing herself through her jeans as she watched the naked blonde hold Tom's shrinking dick in her fingers and lick her lips.

Being called a slut, didn't have the sting that it used to. Jennifer kept the smile on her face and released Tom's soft cock. She stood up and was compelled to perform a sexy sashay as she strutted back to her empty lounge chair. No demons are going to stop me from having an orgasm, she told the voices in her head. Jennifer sat on the end of the lounge chair and leaned back on her elbows. Her big breasts hung to either side of her chest as she spread her legs wide, to give the boys what was probably their first good look at a real pussy.

She asked in a bright voice, "Ok, now who is going to be the first to fuck me?"

"Do her Harold," Heather ordered her older brother. "Give the white slut your black cock."

Harold was more than willing to comply, and ready to go, after watching the big breasted blonde blow his buddy Tom. Harold stood up and unfastened his pants. Jennifer watched the black twenty-year old drop his pants to reveal a healthy black cock. Harold kicked off his shoes and pulled off his tee shirt, and stepped out of his pants to stand completely naked. He grabbed his black cock and started to walk toward the big breasted, blonde hostess.

Heather saw Jennifer gazing at her brother's cock, and she smiled. "I bet you can't wait to get my brother's black dick in your white pussy?"

Jennifer spared Heather only a brief glance. "Jealous?" then she asked Heather, "I bet you have been wanting him to fuck you, for a long time?"

Heather blushed and looked away quickly. Jennifer knew her catty remark had scored a direct hit. She mentally gave thanks to the mind-reading demons.

"Come here Harold," Jennifer grabbed her knees and lifted her legs, displaying her pussy for the young man. "Put your black cock in my white pussy!"

Jennifer watched Harold approach and remembered the fantasy experience that the Archivist guided her through last night. She had a crush on her Chemistry teacher in high school. Mr. Armstrong was a good-looking black man, and as a teenager, Jennifer masturbated many times to fantasies of Mr. Armstrong fucking her after class and making her suck his black cock. Jennifer's sex-hazed memories made her look at Harold with a lusty hunger.

He was so horny, that Harold needed no more encouragement from his sister or the big titted blonde. He stepped between the busty white woman's open thighs and bent over Jennifer. He put his hands on the arms of the lounge chair to hold himself up and rubbed his hard virgin cock on her thighs, fumbling to poke her entrance. Jennifer reached down between them, and with a deft hand, grasped the inexperienced boy's cock and guided it to her hole. With his goal found, Harold thrust forward, slowly stabbing half of his length into a woman's pussy for the first time.

Harold looked less confident now, and surprised perhaps, that his first sexual encounter was with this beautiful white woman. He looked down as he pulled out partially, to see his black cock shiny with her wetness. Then he watched as he sank his entire length all the way into her. 

"Oh Fuck..." Harold hissed.

"Mmmmm." Jennifer moaned as the stiff young cock filled her.

She wrapped her white legs around Harold's dark brown ass, drawing him in deeper. The twenty year old, began to move his hips back and forth, fucking this sexy white woman with all his might. Jennifer grabbed his broad brown shoulders and let the boy fuck her hard. Her big white tits wobbled back and forth with each thrust, making the lounge chair creak under their weight.

"Ohh.... sooo good... fuck me... " Jennifer cooed, to make the young man feel like he was giving her the best fuck of her life. Truthfully, Jennifer admitted that Harold was the best human fuck she has had since the haunted house ordeal began. Each thrust filled her completely, and pressed the head of his cock against the back of her vagina. It was a deep and pleasurable fucking.

Harold had more staying power than Tom, and he happily rammed his cock in and out of Jennifer, while the rest of the kids cheered him on.

"Look at him go," someone whispered.

"Fuck her Harold!" his sister yelled.

Tom lasted less than a minute. Harold lasted a full minute.

"Fuuuuck!" Harold groaned and froze.

Jennifer's feet and hands clutched Harold, holding him to her. A second after his outburst, his ass cheeks flexed, and Jennifer felt the teen squirt a stream of hot sperm deep inside her pussy. Then his cock twitched again and a second spurt of liquid added to the deposit. Jennifer had not reached her own climax yet. But she felt proud to give the virgin his first fuck, and she honestly enjoyed it too.

When Harold pulled out of Jennifer, there was a trickle of white cum that oozed from her gaping pussy. She put her heels on the edge of the lounge chair and kept her legs wide open. Two more teens were already naked and ready to go. One stepped up and took Harold's place between Jennifer's open thighs. She leaned back on her elbows again and tilted her head back and to the side as the other teen stepped up next to her. He held his stiff cock in his fist and pointed it at Jennifer's face. She opened her mouth and let the young man step forward and push his dick between her lips.

Sally moaned, "Oooooh, look at that slut taking two cocks."

The teenage girl watched with rapture as Jennifer took the cock all the way in her mouth, while the boy between her thighs began fucking her with enthusiastic strokes. Jennifer's big boobs shook back and forth as the teen held her waist and fucked her as best he could with his small dick. The teen's cock in her mouth did not last long, and she assumed he was also a virgin, as it took less than a minute for him to grunt and shoot his sperm into her mouth.

Over the next hour, the boys continued to fuck Jennifer, individually and in pairs. One of the advantages of being young, was that the teenagers could get erect again with little delay. All the boys had at least two chances with the big breasted hostess. Munching on food and drinking soda, some boys gathered around to watch their friends fuck Jennifer. The blonde hostess with big tits couldn't seem to get enough cock and cum.

"I can't take it anymore," Sally moaned as she watched Tom shoot his cum on Jennifer's big boobs. The red head felt a strange compulsion to join the orgy.

Sally stripped off her clothes, revealing that she was a natural red head. Then she stepped up to the head of Jennifer's reclined lounge chair. One of the boys with curly hair just finished fucking the buxom blonde hostess and stepped away to give Sally room. A shadow darkened Jennifer's view, as she watched Sally climb over her on the lounge chair. The big breasted red head crouched above the lounge chair, facing Jennifer's feet. Then the teen wiggled backwards, with her big boobs hanging down to touch Jennifer's belly. She worked her feet underneath Jennifer's arms

"Let's see if you lick pussy as good as you suck cock."

As the rest of the kids looked on in surprise, Sally lowered her hips, pressing her mound down on Jennifer's face. Jennifer had no choice but to start licking the young woman's pussy. Sally's pussy was wet and swollen from rubbing herself while she watched the guys fucking her. Other than Hlar, this was her first experience with another woman. Jennifer felt the horse statue's gaze, and knew he was enjoying the sight of her sucking on the girl's clit.

Sally was moaning and rolling her hips as her teen pussy was being stabbed with a hot tongue. It was her first lesbian experience. The teen looked down between Jennifer's open thighs and saw Jennifer fucking herself with three fingers. Compelled by unseen forces, Sally reached down and moved Jennifer's hand way and used her own fingers to fuck the slutty hostess. Her fingers came out wet and sticky, streaked with mingled cum from a number of the guys. She pushed her fingers back in and fucked Jennifer's pussy.

"Oh Fuck!", Sally lasted a full minute. She lurched forward and pressed her clit against Jennifer's chin. The teen's orgasm gushed from her pussy, coating Jennifer's lips. Embarrassed, the red head climbed off Jennifer and stumbled back to her own lounge chair.

The orgy had been going on for a couple of hours before Jennifer was dimly aware of the sound of a distant clock chiming in town. The clock rang twelve times, and as the last peal faded away, it seemed like the earth was holding it's breath.

When the world started to move again, there was a faint gravelly voice that whispered in Jennifer's mind, "Now the party really begins!"

Jennifer leaned up on her elbows as another teen finished fucking her and pulled out. She watched the cum seeping from the head of his dick. The teen pointed his oozing cock over Jennifer's blonde pubic hair and smeared the globs of his sperm across her mound. He stumbled out from between Jennifer's thighs and stepped away.

Now Jennifer could see the water in the pool surge upwards, and unbelievably form two large watery hands. In slow motion, she watched the two big hands reach out and grab the naked Sally and clothed Heather. The huge water hands pulled the two teens into the pool as they screamed and struggled. There was a flurry of splashing, and then Heather's clothes were spit up onto the flagstones beside the pool. Now, the two girls were naked and suspended above the water by the huge hands. Slowly the two hands moved together and the naked bodies of the two girls were pressed against each other.

At first the girls resisted, but they were compelled by the demons, to began kissing each other as everyone watched. Their breasts rubbed together and they clung to each other. A glob of water split off from one of the hands and formed itself into a rod shape that looked like a double headed dildo. The watery dildo moved between the teen's legs and inserted one end of itself into Sally's pussy and the other end into Heather's pussy. The two teen girls were suspended in the air and hungrily kissing each other again, as the dildo began to fuck them both at the same time. The cries of pleasure from the girls grew as Hlox gave new meaning to the term, 'hard water' as the elemental demon fucked Sally and Heather.

Something was happening to the boys as well. Jennifer looked around and saw all ten boys laying around the pool, with their hard cocks standing straight up and their eyes glazed over. Probably the water elemental's sister, Hlar, Jennifer guessed. The water elemental had a curtain of water moving above the young men. Somehow, the elemental was stroking or sucking all ten boys at the same time. As Jennifer continued to watch in rapt fascination, all ten cocks twitched at the same moment and began to spurt their cum into the air. But none of the cum reached the ground, as Hlar gobbled up every pearly drop.

After the boys coordinated and compelled performance, Jennifer saw Heather and Sally hanging limp in Hlox's watery hands.

She heard the voice of the horse statue, "Well, my dear, what is your pleasure for those two?" and she knew it meant the two teens.

Jennifer thought for a second. She really shouldn't do this she knew, but she couldn't help herself. With a mischievous smile, she replied, "They should visit the basement."

The statue laughed.

The huge watery hands that held the two girls, started stretching toward the back door. Obediently the door to the house opened and the elemental hands carried the girls into the house. Heather and Sally were no longer smiling, but struggling to get free as they were carried down the basement stairs. Then the two teen girls were dropped onto their feet, halfway down the stairs. Puzzled, the two naked girls hugged each other's naked body and looked around nervously. They failed to see the scaly hands reaching for them, until it was too late. Their screams rang out briefly, but were soon replaced by moans, giggles and muffled gagging sounds, as their innocent bodies were subjected to the rainbow colored demons.

Quickly, the sounds of the two teen girls were drowned out by moans in the garden pool. Jennifer was directed by the horse statue to take the boys in another round of love making. She sat on Harold, who had his black cock buried up inside her messy pussy, and his dark hands squeezed her big white breasts. Another teen stood over Harold and worked his stiff cock in and out of Jennifer's adult mouth. In each hand she grasped a hard teen cock, and jerked both of them, while the horse statue and other demons looked on in delight at their beautiful slut.

Continued in Chapter 9

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