A Halloween to Remember Part 4- The Conclusion

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*warning contains m/f and anal sexual scenes*

“OK, Chriss we’ve got to figure out how to get Dimitri into the real world and keep him here. It’s almost dark.”

“I know. I know. I’m searching and trying to translate. I got Martin and his professor friends on it too.”

Yes, unbelievable as it was, Martin was an academic, a professor of religious theology and occult studies. Wild, but true.

“So far, what we’ve figured out is it’s going to take you being very open, very in love and willing to sacrifice yourself for him. The ritual also requires blood.”

“How much blood and exactly what do I need to sacrifice?”

“Not quite sure. The books have each mentioned it briefly, but none of us have found the specific ritual yet.”

“Wow, so helpful.”

“Sorry, wasn’t expecting to be needing spells or rituals to bring the dead back to life. If I’d known I would’ve started the research… like forever ago!”

‘‘I know. I know. I’m sorry. This is just so unbelievable. What a wild Halloween! We are plotting bringing the dead back to life. Eww. That just sounds so wrong. I keep having gory movie visions of animated corpses and worse. I mean where is his body going to come from? We don’t like have to kill someone to give him a body do we?”

“D, this is magic. The laws of physics and the world of rational thought do not exist here.”

“Uh, huh. DUH! But still!”

“Calm down. We’ll figure it out. Your dream man will soon be yours, in the flesh.”

Just then, Martin rushed in. “I have it. It’s so simple. At nightfall, you have to stand over his grave and wish him back to existence with all the love you have. If your love is strong and pure, the magick of Samhain will bring him back to this world. Oh, and you have to mix your blood and tears and then put them into the soil at his grave.”

“Blood and tears and true love. Yes, it’s all so simple and clear now, isn’t it?” Adena asked sarcastically, “Exactly how much blood?”

“Probably just a drop. It takes very little blood to invoke magick. The old ways had practitioners being overzealous with all the killings. There was never a need to kill to invoke magick. However, some deities are very blood thirsty and demanded ritual sacrifice.”

“Thank you, Martin, for all your help. I guess now it’s up to me. Do I love him enough? Can I cry and bleed enough to bring him back to this world? I am going out to his grave. I need to be alone. It’s almost nightfall. Is there anything else I need? Candles? Oils? Ritual tools?”

“A clean knife or something to cut yourself with. Or, maybe just a needle to prick your finger. Here, I’ll get the sewing kit and some alcohol.” Chrissy ran from the room to grab supplies.

Once she came back, she looked at Adena then gave her a big hug. “It’s going to work. You’ve been waiting for a long time to find the right guy. I think it’s destiny for you and Dimitri to be together. Somehow, you just ended up in different centuries. Now, fate has the chance to set things straight. It’ll work. He’s your man, D. I can feel it.”

“Thanks, Chriss. I’m going out there now. The sun is setting. Wish me luck?”

“With all my heart.”


* * * *

After creating a circle and lighting the candles like Chrissy had instructed, Adena sat in front of Dimitri’s headstone. She’d never cast a spell before, so she had no idea if she’d done it right. She wondered if she was supposed to feel something special. When she’d mentally pictured the circle closing, she’d thought she felt a snap of electricity, but it could’ve been her imagination.

So, she sat there waiting until it was fully dark before going any further. When the last rays of blue, orange, purple, pink and gold disappeared into the darkness of night, she lit the candles. She started hoping with all her heart for Dimitri to appear.

As she sat there hoping and praying, Adena thought about her life, of the men she’d dated and the man she’d always dreamed of one day finding. The more she thought about it, the more sure she felt that Dimitri was that man. Everything she’d learned, everything she’d felt when he’d touched her, all confirmed for her that he was her true love. Then, she thought about this spell. What if it doesn’t work?

Finally, the tears came. Big fat tears rolled down Adena’s cheeks and dripped into the grass. She grabbed the needle. Pricking her finger, she pushed a red droplet to the surface. She let a tear fall onto the drop. Once they mixed, she watched the drop fall onto the earth above Dimitri’s grave.

Blood. Tears. Hope. Love. It was all there. Now where was Dimitri?

Suddenly, a ferocious wind blew through the cemetery. Almost all the candles went out except for the one right in the center of the grave. Dust and grass blew everywhere. Adena felt a cold chill crawl up her spine. Goose bumps broke out all over her body. The air changed. A thickness full of electricity hung in the air like what you get right before a severe storm hits.

As Adena hugged herself, rubbing her arms to make the gooseflesh go away, a loud clap of thunder shook the area. A rumbling boom and a whoosh of energy knocked Adena backwards onto the ground.

“What the hell?” she murmured as she struggled to pull herself back into a sitting position.

Two large hands reached out taking hold of her smaller ones. They helped her back into a sitting position.

Adena looked up into the eyes of her lover.

“It worked! Oh my god, Dimitri! It worked!”

“Yes, it worked. I never doubted you my love. I am here with you now…forever, in the flesh.”

“Really? Are you sure? You’re not going to go poof come midnight? Turn into a pumpkin or something?”

A deep rumbling laugh erupted from him, “No, no poof. Come midnight, I will still be here. But, why would I turn into a pumpkin?”

Adena threw her arms around him and started kissing him all over the place. She was so thrilled. Within minutes, their playful, ecstatic kisses turned more serious and erotic. One of Dimitri’s large hands trailed down Adena’s stomach, making her tremble with anticipation. Teasing, he played with her dress until the material fell away. His fingers made their way to her heated sex. He caressed her along her panty line, taunting her until a finger breached the border and snuck into the panties. Slowly, one finger at a time, he touched her flesh, drawing out every aching moment. A hard finger dipped into her bare, heated folds then delved deeper into the slick opening longing for him.

Adena moaned. Thrusting her pelvis against him, his fingers slid through her wetness. He caressed the wet folds, parted them, so he could slide another finger inside her. She ground her mound against his hand, rubbing her clit against the base of his thumb. When he moved slightly and started circling the tight little nub with deliberate motions, she moaned. Her legs began to shake.

Adena’s back bowed. Her knees threatened to give out. She was ready to come on his hand, completely on the brink of ecstasy, when he plunged a third large finger in. Stretching her to the max, she cried out as wave after wave of pure emotion rocked her body.

With one arm supporting her upper body and the other holding her from where his fingers still were inside her, he kept her from falling.

After Adena stopped trembling, he carefully withdrew his fingers. Peeling off her panties and dress, he left her standing completely naked in the darkness of the cemetery. One candle and the moonlight bathed her in a romantically, wicked glow.

Adena stood there eagerly anticipating what was to come as Dimitri stripped off his own clothes. Soon, he stood just as naked. She admired his broad chest and thick arms, both rippling with muscles. The way his strong body tapered into his narrow waist and then stretched back out to form thick muscular legs made him a magnificently, spectacular male. And, he was all hers.

He pulled her body to his. They reveled in the warmth of each other, flesh upon flesh, body to body. His erection pressed against her, rock hard and needy. He pushed her back until her ass scraped against the top of the headstone.

“Sit on it and spread your legs wide.”

The headstone seemed pretty sturdy, so she put her bottom on it. It was hard, cold and a little scratchy. That would add to the thrill. The sheer weirdness didn’t go unnoticed in Adena’s mind, though still she felt as if she were in a surreal dream. She was about to have sex on top of a tombstone with the guy who was technically buried under it—the guy who until moments ago had been a bodiless spirit for over a hundred years. Wow.

Then, his rock hard cock pressed against her tight opening, and nothing else mattered. His hardness pushed into her wet softness. As he shoved in deeper, she arched to take him all in. Wrapping her legs around him, she held on tight to his body as he started pumping into her hard and fast.

She screamed in ecstasy, crying out his name. Her nails raked down his back when her climax neared. So intense, it threatened to overcome her completely. He gripped her tightly. Her senses left her. She screamed with wild abandon, filling the graveyard with noises that would surely raise the rest of the dead.

Dimitri never let her fall, and he never stopped moving inside her as she came back down from her orgasm. She opened her eyes and groggily stared at him. The corded muscles in his body rippled as he tensed.

Adena’s body was on fire. Her breasts stood taught, nipples fully erect and waiting eagerly for attention. As if he could read her needs, Dimitri bowed his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth then the other. Sucking harder, Adena cried out again as pleasure mixed with pain.

“My darling, I want to do something I’ve never fully done with another. Will you let me?”

“Anything. I… will…do…anything…for you,” she panted breathlessly.

Dimitri slowly withdrew his rigid cock. His erection shined in the moon glow along with Adena’s liquid pleasure.

“Bend over the headstone and stick your ass in the air.”

“Oh. Okay…” she responded. Now, knowing what he wanted, suddenly she wasn’t so sure. She’d tried this before. It hadn’t pleasant. Yet, Dimitri, she knew ,would surely be gentle.

She bent over and spread herself wide open with her ass in the air.

“Women of my time…they wouldn’t do this. I tried once. It didn’t go well. I promise my love, I will be gentle. I just have waited so long. This will bind us, bring us even closer.”

His mouth was suddenly between her legs. Licking at her juices, First he worked her clit. Then, moving up, he dipped into her slit. Finally, he went up farther, moistening her tight, puckered anus. Slowly pushing into her with his tongue, he dipped a couple of fingers inside her pussy at the same time. Once wet, he brought the fingers up to her ass and started gently inserting one inside her.

She didn’t tighten up or freak out. Instead, Adena let her body relax and enjoy the sensation. She revealed in the idea of Dimitri being inside her in such an intimate way. Soon, two fingers were inside her gently moving back and forth. Her pussy was aching. She was so hot. Her nipples scraped against the rough edge on top of the headstone. Such a wicked pleasure. What they were doing felt so naughty and so completely titillating. She was going to come with just his fingers inside her.

Soon, she was thrusting and bucking against his hand. Then, suddenly, his hand was gone.

She mewled with displeasure.

“Be patient my sweet.”

His cock slid into and out of her pussy in one quick motion. Teasing her senseless, he coated himself with her wetness. One frantic moment later, he pressed the hot tip of his cock into the tight opening of her ass. He inched into her slowly, stretching and filling as he moved within her. She howled with pleasure when his large cock disappeared into her. Taking it all greedily, the glorious mix of pleasure and pain, she moved against his body wanting more, wanting it faster.

“You are a wanton little tart all the sudden aren’t you,” he growled playfully into her ear then kissed her neck. ”Do you like this big cock buried inside that hot little bum of yours?”

“Oh. God. Yes. I never imagined that it could feel…so gooood,” she cried as another orgasm took over.

She bucked against him, pushing his cock deeper inside her. He grunted.

Obviously not able to hold back any longer, he started fucking her like a wild animal until he exploded. Several wild thrusts later, he collapsed on her back, still buried inside her.

After several minutes of heavy, exhausted breathing, Adena felt Dimitri’s cock twitch and stiffen inside her.

“Again?” she asked incredulously.

“I have over a century of lust and need to slake. Can you handle more?”

She wiggled her butt playfully, “Bring it on big boy.”

“Get down on your hands and knees in the grass.”

“Yes sir.”

She obeyed. Mounting her from behind, he buried his long, thick shaft deep in her ass again. At the same time, he reached around and teased her clit while fingering her wetness.

“Oh, god, Dimitri. You’re going to make me come again!”

She did. Over and over again until well past midnight, they were together until they both lay in a sweaty heap in the grass in front of Dimitri’s headstone.

“It is after midnight. As promised, I’m still here, my love.”

“You are. Are you sure it’s to stay?”

“ Yes. I feel alive again. No longer on borrowed time. It is wonderful. This is wonderful. You are wonderful. Ahhh…we have a wedding to plan.”

“A wedding?”

“My lady, I am so sorry.” He pulled himself up on one knee and knelt before her naked. “I must do this properly. Adena, will you marry me?”

“This is your idea of proper?” she giggled.

He looked down and smiled sheepishly. “Considering how our relationship started, I guess this is proper enough even though I have no ring. I promise I will get you a large, exquisite ring fit for a queen.”

“Are we to be married naked in the graveyard as well?”

“No. I think after tonight I have had quite my fill of graveyards,” he replied sharply, yet with a smile on his face.

“Hhhmm, me too. Hey, what about the house? You’re not going to ask for it back from Chrissy and Martin are you?’

“No. They love the house. It is theirs now. I just hope they will part with the money, gold and jewels I have stashed in a hidden room behind the bookcases. I have enough riches that we can build our own home far grander than that one. And, I promise to give you the library of your dreams.”

Adena’s eyes filled with tears of joy. “Really?”

“Anything for you, my darling.”


* * * *

Dimitri and Adena were married the following spring at the old mansion, their new home not being quite ready for wedding festivities yet. Still under construction, they’d had to settle for the next best thing, the home Dimitri had originally built, the place that had brought them together.

The splendid Victorian was restored to its full glory and then some, in true Chrissy fashion. Chrissy and Martin had added a few special touches to the old Victorian. There was now a sex dungeon in the basement, a hot tub and pool out back along with a few other sexy additions. These included benches with dildo attachments and an arbor with a sex swing rigged up to it. Also, several special areas had been set up so handcuffs, ankle restraints and other devices of pleasure or pain could be used.

They’d even added a museum quality show room full of authentic Victorian sexual devices and clothing. Corsets, wooden dildos, Victorian porn and other sexual oddities filled the room. The truly expensive pieces were well protected behind glass cases. Others lined shelves and sat on tables just begging to be used.

It all made for a very interesting location for a wedding and reception.

After all the regular guests left, the reception turned into an all out orgy. Adena and Dimitri watched from a distance while they pleasured themselves as man and wife.

~ "A Halloween to Remember" can be found in the short story collection Paranormal Pleasures: Ten Tales of Supernatural Seduction available for the Kindle and in Print at Amazon.

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Copyright © 2011 Roxanne Rhoads

All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

~*~ Roxanne Rhoads~*~

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A Halloween to Remember Part 2

Warning- m/f sex with mentions of group sex situations

Join us tomorrow for Part 3 of A Halloween to Remember

The main part of the party was in what could only be described of as a mini ballroom. The room was off the formal dining area and took up the whole rear end of the house. The Victorians would’ve all died from heart failure if they’d witnessed the totally non-prudish things which were occurring in that room tonight. Adena wasn’t even sure if she could handle seeing it.

The games Chrissy and Martin came up with were truly sexually warped.

To loosen up an shed some inhibitions Adena downed a couple shots, a shooter from between the well endowed bartender’s breasts, then grabbed another drink from the bar as she glanced around at the activities.

Four women on the sofa were playing a game that must have been called, ‘How Many Dildos Can You Fit in the Hole.’ Three of the women each had three stuffed inside them. One woman was in the process of putting in her fifth. Looked like Miss Super Stuffed was going to win that one. Talk about stretched out!

In another part of the room, a deep throat contest was going on. A man that could put John Holmes to shame was sitting in a chair fully erect while women took turns seeing how far down on him they could go. Another guy was marking Mr. Cocky with chocolate body paint showing where each woman ended up. He was also measuring and keeping tally.

Adena considered trying that one. She’d always been really good at going down. At the other end of the room, people were baring body parts, slathering paint on them and applying them to paper. That was rather creative.

On another sofa, several couples were playing, ‘Who Can Come the Fastest.’
They were being timed to see which guy could come first. Hmm. Different. First time she’d seen guys get awarded for coming fast.

All over the room, sexual games were being played. Many were tame compared to the ones she’d just witnessed, like: toss the dildo, toss the hoop over the penis, pin the boobs on the bitch, pin the penis on the man, sexy charades and more. Everything had a sexual slant with some Halloweenie fun thrown in.

Adena kept walking through the room, sipping her third or fourth drink, getting more turned on as she glanced at all the people having some sort of sexual fun . Part of her wanted to join in, but another part of her just wanted a good old one on one romp.

Oh, damn! There were Chrissy and Martin on a large old wingback chair. Well, they were kinda on it. Chrissy was bent over the chair with her dress around her waist, while Martin plunged his massive bulging cock in and out of her wet, pink folds. They looked so damn good together! Chrissy had all her blond beauty, and Martin was tall, dark and seriously sexy.

Anytime Adena said the word, she knew she could play with them. She just didn’t want to chance ruining her longtime friendship with Chrissy. Adena didn’t think she could separate sex from everything else the way Chrissy could.

Finding a side hallway, she ducked out of the ballroom to avoid seeing anymore of Chrissy and Martin while trying to remember which way the bathroom was.

In the hallway, a surfer looking blond guy squeezed against Adena and copped a feel… or three. She was getting to the point where she was ready to just grab someone and fuck their brains out. Her hand reached out but didn’t find much.
Shit, she totally hated it when a guy looked really good but wasn’t packing much. Adena pushed away from blondie and kept walking. Still looking for someone who could seriously arouse her interest and not just her curiosity, she really hoped to find the bathroom soon.

Where’s my ruffled shirt man? She bet he was packing something large and wonderful.

Speaking of large and wonderful, a beautiful brunette with the largest boobs Adena had ever seen on a skinny chick bounced out of the room she assumed was the bathroom. She had heard running water and a flush. The woman was topless with all her breastacular glory hanging out for the world to see.

Boobs caught Adena staring, “Yes, they are real. You want to feel them?”

Adena couldn’t say no. She found her hands caressing and squeezing the large mammaries. The nipples were as big as old silver dollars, but they soon puckered up to hard nubs the size of quarters as Adena kept squeezing and rubbing them. Yes, they were most definitely real. However, Adena was slightly tipsy and just way too horny to be caressing a strange woman’s breasts in the hallway.

Boobs moaned and leaned into Adena, her hand finding its way under Adena’s skirt to caress the heated flesh between her thighs.

Then, a large set of hands was cupping Adena’s behind. Adena looked behind her to find the guy who must’ve been Boobs partner in the bathroom. He was a tall, older man, and gray hair was so not Adena’s thing.

“I’m sorry, I can’t…” she pulled away and went into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door. The booze and the sex were starting to have an effect on her.

Adena used the bathroom, cleaned herself up and pulled herself together. She knew Chrissy’s parties were always trouble. They could make a nun participate in an orgy.

She stepped out of the bathroom and found a threesome blocking her way into the hallway. Two guys and one woman all looking very pleased. Adena was wishing she could be the meat between those two slices of bread. Yum. She shook her head and went the other way down the hall. After rambling through the old house, getting lost several times and walking in on numerous scenarios that just revved her libido even more, Adena finally found her way back to the ballroom. There she found two cuties taking turns sucking Martin’s meaty cock while Chrissy was getting double stuffed. Her friend rode one guy while another thrust into her tight little ass.

Everywhere she turned, it was an all out orgy. The night had passed quickly. The pheromones and hormones were raging. All civility and shyness was gone. People were just into the pleasure.

Adena really needed some air and walked towards the open doors at the end of the ballroom.

Just as she heard the large old clock start chiming the midnight hour, she caught a glimpse of that white ruffled shirt going out the back French doors.

Adena took off almost in a run. Well, she gave it her best effort in her tight dress and stiletto heels. After scurrying out the back door onto a patio, she found no one save some naughty jack-o-lanterns and a set of screwing skeletons in a 69 position.

Then, she saw him over by a trellis covered with night blooming roses. Kind of late in the year for them to be blooming, she thought as she walked over to him.
She kept waiting for him to disappear as she approached, but he didn’t. He definitely looked like something straight out of a romance novel. All dark and brooding and sexy, he wore tight black pants and tall boots. His ruffled white shirt, partially unlaced, showed just a hint of fine dark hair on his massive muscle bound chest.

Adena trembled with desire just looking him up and down. This was what she’d been wanting all night. She needed him, not some jerk hooking up with anyone and everyone. No, she wanted quality over quantity.

“I’ve been watching you all night. You’ve not partaken in the games these people play. Why?” His deep, rumbling voice sent tingles down her spine. Other areas became tight and wet. His slight accent was erotic but unplaceable.

“It’s not really my thing,” Adena whispered.

“What is your thing? Would I fit the description of what you’ve been looking for?”

Oh hell freakin yeah! “Uhmm, yes, I think you would.” No use being too shy. He was here at one of Chrissy’s parties. “My name is Adena.”

“Forgive me for my rudeness. I am Dimitri Ivanof.”

Ah, Russian. That’s the accent. So sexy.

“Pleasure to meet you Dimitri.”

“My beautiful, Adena, the pleasure is most definitely, all mine.”

Adena was sure she was going to swoon right there in the dark. When her knees quivered, he was right beside her, one arm around her waist making sure she didn’t fall. The touch of his body against hers made her tremble even more. A feeling of overwhelming desire overtook her senses. She’d never encountered desire like this before. Her nipples tingled, tweaking into hard little nubs under her lace up top. Aching with a need to be filled, her nether region tightened and throbbed. Her nerve endings were alive like never before, like a low voltage stream of electricity flowing over and through her body.

His breath came hot against her ear. “Are you all right, Adena?”

She turned to face him. My god, he was so gorgeous. His brilliant blue eyes sparkled with heat and mischief. She was flirting with danger, but he was too much to turn down.

Suddenly, his full firm lips were on hers. The sweet heady taste of brandy lightly teased her senses. He pressed and she pressed back, lips matching, meeting and melding into the best kiss Adena had ever experienced.

His hands found their way to her dress, pulling apart the lacing, freeing her ample breasts to spill from the gown. He kneaded and caressed, pinched and squeezed her nipples until she thought she’d come just from the sheer pleasure of his hands on her body. His mouth finally left hers, giving her the air she desperately needed. She gasped for breath as his lips made their way down her body. He kissed her neck, teasing her throat. When he kissed her chest, he found a nipple and sucked it in between those delicious lips of his. Moving from one nipple to the other, he teased, nipped and nibbled her into delirium.

Before long, her knees gave out. Her body started to crumple. He caught her, picking her up like she weighed nothing. Carrying her over to a garden bench, he gently laid her down and promptly spread her legs. He ripped through her fishnet stockings and tore off her thong.

His eyes pierced through her as she looked at him. Square jaw set with defiance, she swore he was daring her to say no. No freakin’ way was she saying no to this man. She was melting with desire, overcome by his passionate and fearsome display. No, she wasn’t scared, not at all. Hotter than ever was all she could think of to describe how she felt.

He moved between her legs, gently kissing and teasing her. Dipping his tongue between her folds, he pushed deep inside her and swirling it around. Pulling out, his attention focused on her clit as he slid one then two fingers deep inside her. His fingers continued the undulating movements his tongue had been making, while his mouth clamped down to suck gently on her swollen nub.

Her knees shook, and her body trembled. He was pushing her over the edge, not that she hard far to go, and he was doing it soo good.

“Oh my God,” she cried as her body gave into the waves tumbling and crashing through her body.

He held onto her as she came, over and over. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her until she lay in a mass of tingling nerve endings. She looked at him. He seemed to glow in the moonlight. How had she gotten so lucky?

He was truly the man of her dreams.

Then, he took off his shirt. Hot damn, make that the man of her wet dreams. He was now standing in front of her, muscles rippling in the moonlight. A fine sprinkle of dark hair caressed his chest. It trailed down his stomach stopping only to dip into his pants. Dimitri laid his shirt down on the ground, picked her up with an incredible display of strength once again. He placed her on top of the material covering the softly damp grass.

She stared as he undressed the rest of the way. First, he kicked off those tall black boots. Then, he undid his pants. She paused only momentarily to question the fact they were laced up. However, it was Halloween.

Yummy, with no underwear underneath, he pushed down the black pants letting his hard, throbbing cock bounce in the moonlight.

Holy cow! Actually, in his case, he was hung like a bull—long, thick and incredibly hard. Soon, completely naked, he mounted her. She readily spread her legs, opened herself to accommodate him, but he didn’t plunge right in.

No, he took his time. Teasing and taunting. Pleasing and pleasuring. Kissing her, he even whispered the clichéd sweet nothings in her ear. He said everything a woman wants to hear.

Boy, did she ever. It’d been so long. Though this was a quick courting, she still wanted a hint of the romance, not just the wham, bam, thank you ma’am deal.

Finally, when he must’ve felt she was properly primed, he thrust into her just a little at a time, allowing her body to adjust to his size with each movement.

Adena moaned and arched her back. Pushing up to meet his thrusts, she took him deeper. The pleasure was a little bit of pain and a whole lot of wow. She was loving every second. As she moaned and egged him on, he thrust faster and harder. When he finally drove every inch of his manhood deep inside her, she cried out with pleasure, screaming his name. She could feel his shaft harden as she clenched around him. They were both about to come. With another stroke, they teetered on the edge. With one more, they plunged over the side of ecstasy and crashed into each other’s arms.

After a few moments of heavy breathing, Dimitri looked deep into Adena’s eyes and said, “I hope you can handle more, because I am not done with you.”

Adena laughed, “Oh, good. I hate one hit wonders.”

He looked at her with a puzzled expression like he didn’t understand as he withdrew his still rock hard cock from her.

“Get up on your hands and knees. I want to see that beautiful ass of yours bathed in moonlight.”

Adena didn’t hesitate. She was sure the glare from her pale behind might blind him. He didn’t seem to mind, rather he moaned with appreciation.

“You don’t know how long it has been since I have seen a woman like this. A woman who wants me and desires me. A woman who is ready to do anything for me. You would do anything for me, would you not my dear, Adena?”

At that point, she would’ve agreed to assassinating the pope if it was what Dimitri wanted. She was so pleasure drunk, nothing mattered except him.

Dimitri knelt behind Adena, worshipping her butt with kisses and licks which were exquisite. His caresses left her tingling. A playful slap added heat to her tender skin. Then, positioning himself, he thrust deep into her body. The tip of his long cock pushed against her womb as she screamed in pleasure and wickedly wonderful pain.

Thrust after achingly deep thrust, Dimitri plundered Adena’s body. He drove her over the brink, then brought her back only to push her over it again. Orgasm after orgasm made Adena’s body shake, tremble and explode. Dimitri was remarkable, skilled like no other lover she’d ever had before.

Adena wasn’t the only one having multiple orgasms. God, this man could do it over and over, again and again, spill his seed on her, in her and all over her. How could he have anything more in those beautiful balls of his? She didn’t know, but he kept coming like a porno energizer bunny.

They did it in every imaginable position and all over the yard. Somehow, she even found herself in the cemetery with her bent over a tombstone.

Being thrust into from behind, her breasts scraped against the old stone. What a wicked rush! Naughty and forbidden, it was so damn hot.

The sun was beginning to rise when Adena and Dimitri finally fell into an exhausted heap.

His body curled around hers as he whispered in her ear, “Bring me back. Love me and bring me back. If your love is strong enough, I can be yours, forever.”

That was the last thing Adena remembered.


Copyright © 2011 Roxanne Rhoads

All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

~*~ Roxanne Rhoads~*~

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A Halloween to Remember Part 1

A Halloween To Remember Part 1- Join Me Tomorrow for Part 2

Adena loved Halloween. She’d been preparing for tonight’s party for weeks.

Her friends, Chrissy and Martin, had been renovating an old Victorian house they’d bought. Adena hadn’t been there yet. So far, she’d only had seen pictures and heard Chrissy’s crazy descriptions, not yet finished; the house still had that aura of spookiness about it. All Hallow’s Eve wasn’t technically until midnight, but tonight was Saturday. It was perfect.

Chrissy and Martin always went all out for Halloween, which was probably the main reason they’d bought an old house rumored to be haunted. It was going to be a wild party.

Adena shivered getting dressed in the costume she’d carefully selected. The sexy vampire attire displayed as much of her cleavage and curves as possible. With a slit up to her thigh, the black velvet dress also sported a plunging neckline with a laced up corset, pushing her ample breasts to spill out over the top. Black fishnet stockings covered her shapely legs, and outrageous 4 inch stiletto heels finished her attire. Her long auburn hair was left hanging freely in wild waves framing her pale skin which glowed with an iridescent quality thanks to the glittery make up she’d found at the costume shop. Black eyeliner and charcoal eye-shadow made her midnight blue eyes looked darker than usual.

She surveyed her appearance in the mirror as she applied blood red lipstick to her full, sensuous lips.

Damn, I make one hot vampire, she thought to herself. I’m sure to get laid tonight. She felt heat spread between her legs just thinking about what the evening might have in store. Not only did Chrissy and Martin love Halloween, they were sexually wild and adventurous, borderline swingers. Their parties usually ended up turning into wild orgies in addition to being spooky and fun. She didn’t like to participate in the group fun, but if she could find the right guy to go one on one, well that was a different story.

Adena surveyed herself one more time in the mirror before heading out the door.

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She found the house after she drove past the driveway. You almost couldn’t see it. The house was barely visible from the road. After turning around, she pulled into the long winding driveway. Once she got around the trees, she was greeted by howling, loud pumping music and a pathway of lighted jack-o-lanterns surrounded by an unnatural fog.

The house looked scary as hell, like something straight out of a horror movie. It was an old Victorian, but it didn’t even resemble the painted lady it had once been. Currently, it just looked old and ramshackle. Wood siding hung off one end of the house and shutters banged wildly in the wind. In the moonlight, Adena swore she saw bats circling a crooked tower which emitted an eerie glow from one tiny round window.

As she walked up the jack -o-lantern lit pathway, she noticed it was a perfect fall evening. Cool air crisp mingled with the smell of fallen leaves and wood smoke. Somewhere there was a fire filling the autumn air with its sweet, heady aroma. A full moon basked the clear night in a surreal moonlight glow.

Adena caught a glimpse of what looked like gravestones way out in the back yard surrounded by a creepy iron fence. Of course during the day, especially any other day besides Halloween, the fence probably wouldn’t look creepy. Around this holiday, everything looks creepy. She knew Martin probably built the graveyard for the party, but it looked like it belonged there. She hoped it wasn’t real. The thought of living in a house with its very own graveyard made her shiver. Way too creepy.

Chrissy opened the door before Adena even had a chance to knock. As always, Chrissy was dressed to tempt and tease. A long flowing black gown swirled around Chrissy’s feet, while large black raven wings filled the doorway. Adena admired how the dress’s material swirled and shimmered in the moonlight. The wings even glimmered. Moving closer to Chrissy, Adena gasped when she realized the gown was completely translucent.

She could see Chrissy’s naked body through the gauzy material. Her nipples stood out hard and pointy against the thin material. They were dark and rosy next to her tan skin. Looking lower, she could see everything Chrissy had to offer. Nothing covered her except the see-through material of the dress, not underwear, not even hair. Chrissy was bare.

A blush threatened to stain Adena’s vampire-pale complexion. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen Chrissy’s private parts, and it probably wouldn’t be the last. Still, Adena just wasn’t as comfortable with nudity and sex like Chrissy was.

“You’ve really outdone yourself tonight, Chriss.” Adena said with a naughty grin as she continued to look her up and down. Chrissy was beautiful—tall, blond and tan.

For a long time Adena had wanted to look like that, but was finally comfortable in her short, pale body. Sometimes, she wished she could get her hands on Chrissy’s beautiful curves. They were way too good of friends for that, even if they both leaned towards being bi.

“What are you supposed to be?”

“I’m a dark angel. You’re looking pretty hot yourself tonight. What are you, a vampire?” Chrissy’s full lips parted into a come fuck me smile.

God, everything that woman did just reeked of sex. Adena could feel the warmth spreading through her body just by being this close. It was time to stop staring and move along to the party.

“Yeah, a vampire. I couldn’t think of anything else that would be this dark and sexy.” Shit, still on the sex topic. Time to change the subject. “That’s not a real graveyard behind your house is it?”

“Uh, yeah it is. We got this house so cheap we figured we could learn to live with the spooky factor. There are only about 20 graves back there. It is an old family plot. I don’t think anyone has been buried there in over 100 years, maybe a lot longer. I haven’t spent much time out there. It’s a bit overgrown and the stones are hard to read.”

“I don’t care if it has been 100 years or more. A graveyard is a graveyard.”

Goosebumps broke out over Adena’s flesh. She really hated graveyards. The fake spooky stuff , that, she could handle. The real thing was way too creepy.

“Well, come on in girlfriend. You look cold, and it’s hotter than hot in here already. What took you so long to get here? The party’s been going for hours.”

Adena stepped into the house and couldn’t believe her eyes. The inside looked nothing like the outside at all. Where the exterior was ramshackle and neglected, the interior was beautiful and immaculate. Except for all the creatively sexual Halloween decorations Chrissy and Martin had used, Adena felt like she’d stepped back in time.

“Wow, this house is amazing. I can see where you’ve spent all your time and money on the renovations.”

“We’re so lucky. The inside was in great condition. All the molding and trim was original to the house, they just needed to be cleaned up. Some of the rooms had peeling wallpaper, but I found a company who specialized in reproduction Victorian prints. They found almost perfect matches to redo the walls. Other rooms just needed cleaning and a fresh coat of paint. All the hardwood floors were in great shape. They were just hidden under decades of dirt. We really found a gem here. That’s why, cemetery and all, we took it.”

“It’s beautiful in here, Chriss, except for the giant blow up penis wearing the witch hat! It’s a little out of place.” Adena giggled as she looked around at the silly décor.

“Yeah, but isn’t it great?” Chrissy laughed.

“Your décor is always quite interesting. Kelly must enjoy supplying you with all this stuff.”

“She lets me get everything at cost since she knows how much I love to go all out for the parties. Wait till you see the screwing skeletons and the witch with the magic dildo wand! Come on, let me show you around.”

Chrissy led Adena around the huge Victorian, showing her all the erotic Halloween decorations while stepping over and around people in various stages of undress and sexual activity. Chrissy ignored the orgy and just kept talking about the work they’d done to the house.

“I can’t believe how amazing this place is, Chriss. I’m so glad you guys found a place that is as unique as the two of you.”

While she spoke to Chrissy, Adena’s eyes were lingering on a man dressed as Frankenstein. He was lounging in a chair getting his very large cock sucked by a harem girl with her humungous boobs swinging free.

Damn, it’d been too long since she’d gotten laid.

“I know! It was so amazing. We were driving around looking at houses for sale, and the car broke down right in front of this place. It wasn’t even on our list, but we walked up to the house and instantly knew it was the one. We found an old for sale sign, called the number and bought the house. All within a week’s time.”

“Wow that was quick.”

“And, such a great find. This beauty was just hiding under the dirt. The only major repairs we’ve had to do were updating the electrical and plumbing. We put new appliances in the kitchen, but we bought the old fashioned looking ones so they fit right in. Although they still have all the modern bells and whistles.”

Adena wished she’d find a fab place like this. All she had was a dinky apartment.

Maybe after she found the right guy and got married…yeah, like that was going to happen anytime soon. Hell, she didn’t even think she was going to get laid tonight, not even with all the willing bodies filling the place.

Chrissy dragged her around the house until they reached a set of formal looking double doors.

“Check this out, Adena. Here’s a room you’re sure to love. The library. Look, it even came stocked with some really old books.”

Adena stared at the shelves with utter disbelief. Books were so totally her thing, and this room was like hitting the freakin’ lottery. Then, she spotted something even better. A super hot stud stood in the corner holding a brandy snifter, looking like something straight out of another century and her wet dreams.

She turned to Chrissy, leaning over to whisper so he wouldn’t hear her. “Hey who’s the hottie with the body in the corner?”

They both looked in the direction Adena had pointed, but there was no one there.

“Uh, who are you talking about? There’s no one else in here, D.”

Adena trembled. “He was right over there, Chriss. You couldn’t have missed him. He was beautiful, tall, about six five, large but not overly muscle bound, dark curling hair, stunning blue eyes, old fashioned clothes, like one of those poet shirts all ruffley and stuff…”

Chrissy furrowed her brows.

“He was right over there, holding a brandy snifter. He looked like something straight off the cover of a romance novel.”

“D, there’s no other way out than the doorway we just came through. He couldn’t have gotten by us. Plus, I haven’t seen anyone fitting that description. Hon, have you been drinking already?”

Adena rolled her eyes at Chrissy then looked around the room. She knew there’d been a man in here a moment ago. Maybe, it was just wishful thinking, finding the man of her dreams in the room of her fantasies.

“Have you gone through these books yet?” She asked Chrissy.

“Nope, saved ‘um all for you. Books are your thing, hon. Sex is my thing…and spooky stuff, hmm maybe spooky sex? Anyway, that reminds me, I need to get back to playing slutty hostess. I have some fun events planned like toss the ring on the penis, breast and penis painting, bobbing for boobs and a few other things sure to get all the guests hot and bothered.”

“Damn, Chrissy. Is monogamy not part of your marriage?”

“Nope! And, that’s the way Martin and I like it. We’re young, we’re sexual and we’re having fun. At the end of the night, we have each other. Maybe when we’re older and have kids we’ll settle down, but right now this is what we like.”

“Hey, at least you found someone who shares your passions. It would suck if you got stuck with a jealous prude who couldn’t handle your sexuality.”

“Maybe someday you’ll find the guy of your dreams. One who loves antique books and vintage finds as much as you do.”

“Right. Doubtful.”

“Well, until then, come get your freak on with some of the hotties here tonight. I made sure Martin invited all his single buddies from work. Some of them are hot, hot, hawt.” She giggled, grabbed Adena’s hand and led her to the main room of festivities.



Copyright © 2011 Roxanne Rhoads

All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

~*~ Roxanne Rhoads~*~

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