Dance with the Devil
Welcome to my first story!
Some general stuff about the story before we get started. This story contains the following:
Cuckold
Supernatural Sex
Voyeurism
Restraint
Implied Mind Control
And some horror elements.
If this isn't something you don't enjoy I suggest not reading further. If this sounds like something you'd enjoy, I hope to hear from you!
Always appreciate feedback so feel free to reach out
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Growing up I was always kind of a skeptic of the paranormal. I had been to several "haunted" locations but didn't see much or even feel anything. Then one night while walking through a cemetery in New Orleans I heard a voice whisper in my ear. Clear as day I heard it talk and could even feel the breath on my ear. The words "all alone..." echoed through my head.
The feeling at the time was like nothing I've felt before. The electricity in the air was so thick that I almost couldn't walk. As I heard the words it was like time stopped. The adrenaline alone was addicting.
I had tried to ask what it meant or who was talking to me. No other words came to me and I couldn't feel the thick air anymore. After that day paranormal investigation became my new obsession.
After a few months of trying things alone and hours searching forums I had stumbled upon a local group looking for a new investigator. I was hesitant at first but thought "what the hell!" And replied to the post. After some back and forth we decided to meet at a local haunted hotel for an overnight investigation.
Fate must have been smiling down on me because as I approached the group at the hotel my eyes locked onto a beautiful site. A woman about my age stands in a pair of skinny jeans and tight t-shirt. Our eyes met and I knew at that point it was all over and she knew it too. She introduced herself as Jenny and from then on I was glued to every word.
Jenny had a body that made everyone turn their heads. Her shoulder length brown hair was always tied up in a bun. She wore glasses on occasion, mostly because she would forget her contacts. She worked out a few times a week and it kept her in shape. It wasn't uncommon to see my friends trying to check her out.
It was even worse in the summer. We had gone to a buddies lake house and she wore this incredible skimpy little bikini. Her beautiful breasts were on full display, a small move would have given everyone a real show. Her bikini bottoms had an ever harder struggle. With every step her ass swayed and the strings were at their limit.
After our first investigation I made a bold move which took all my strength, I asked Jenny on a date. I've been to some of the most haunted locations In the United States but nothing has gotten my heart pounding harder than when I picked her up on that date. It was the start of a whirlwind relationship that would take us on a tour around the states.
"Hey Mike! Mike!" Jenny's voice brings me back to the present. I've always kind of dozed off while on long drives. I turn and see my beautiful girlfriend driving us to our next investigation. Her face is so pretty I'm almost lost in a daze again.
"Hey baby, sorry! I was dozing off again and just got lost in thought." I say. She smiles and gives a little giggle. It's always made my heart race when she giggles like that.
"No worries! We are almost there. Did you charge all the batteries at the hotel last night?" She asks.
"Yeah I double checked to make sure we are all charged up. Still having issues with the night vision on the Nikon." I say. I spent a few hours trying to get a clearer image but nothing seemed to get good results.
"Damn that sucks! This place is in the middle of nowhere and it's going to be really dark." She says. Luckily we had backup cameras but the night vision set up for our Nikon was easily the most expensive.
We are on our way to an old poorhouse set in a beautiful area of West Virginia. It's always cool to visit a place you don't know is haunted. There is way more thrill in investigating a place that 200 other groups haven't walked through. We had gotten a tip from a local in a coal mining town a few miles away. We had debated between following the tip and going to our next investigation. After a lot of pros and cons the opportunity to be first in a possible new hot spot was too good to pass up.
The drive through the mountain roads is gorgeous. Fall has really set in and the forest is painted with vibrant fall colors. It almost looks like we are driving through a painting. The cool air gets both of us charged up. It's such a perfect environment for doing an investigation.
"He said it's just after the 124 mile marker right?" Jenny says. I have to look through my phone for the notes I took.