Haunted House

Walking through

The woods at night

My friend and I

Came across a

House.

We decided to look around,

Being bored -

The front door was

Open

Inside was a mess

Doorways led to one room after

The other.

We wondered what could

Have happened to the people....

Where did they go?

Their stuff was still there.

And very interesting taste

They had indeed.

Now, we were less scared

And more intrigued.

By the color of the accent wall

In the bedroom

The exotic sheets

And unique erotic

statues

Less afraid,

We crept down

The stairs to the basement

Which was finished

To our relief

And to our

Surprise, there was

A sex swing right in the

Middle  

In fact, the basement

Was more like a

Sex dungeon 

Now, I’m not one

To play with others’ toys, but I

Never tried a sex swing

Nevertheless, we 

Were both getting horny

So he started taking off his

Pants and I could already

See his huge boner

Would spring up

I was getting

hard myself,

And seeing that, I couldn’t

Resist him any longer

I pushed my lips into his

And grabbed his pecker

My tongue searched like it

Was dumb in a dark room,

Fumbling for a light switch

He set the flashlight

On a shelf

Next to studs and spikes

And he slowly

Laid me down

His shirt draped

Off him as he

Wiggled his pants

Down a little

More

And I inched out

Of mine

Feeling his cold

Body pressed against

Me felt Sublime!

All the while

Though

I was chilly -

And I’d say a little

Uncomfortable in the setting.

Everything creaked

It sounded like

Someone or something was upstairs

Then it distinctly sounded like

Someone wearing high heels

Was upstairs

Before long, we

Couldn’t resist trying the sex swing

We both kept looking

At it

He hoisted me up

And the thing creaked loudly

And dust fell,

But it supported me

The flashlight now on his

Face, his tongue came down

To lick me

I could hear a loud

Thud!

Again and Again!

Was it us?

Instead of a door,

It sounded more like

A bed

The post hitting the

Wall

I told him to slow

Down - it wasn’t us.

But that didn’t stop him -

He was so focused

And I, of course, could

Tell, being drawn in more 

And, anyway, if a

Ghost was around,

They wouldn’t kill us

Because of the show

We were putting

On

I wanted his

Ecto-

Plasm!!

It wasn’t until

One loud bang

That we jumped

And I nearly

Fell out of the

Swing

We looked at each other

and sprang to our feet

 

Hardly clothed,

We ran out the door.