It's a calm autumn night, unusually warm but nice. The moon is already up and full. I'm walking with you in silence. There's nothing more to talk about after dinner. Just a comfortable silence fills the air. We come upon a darkened alley and you drag me in behind you. Pressing me against the wall, you kiss me and I can feel your cock straining against your jeans. I moan in ecstasy, wrapping myself around you. We hear footsteps on the street outside and pull ourselves deeper into the shadows. Following the alley out, we find ourselves outside the gates of the local cemetery. You give me that devilish smile of yours I love so much and run across the street. Opening the gate, you steal away into the darkness, leaving me behind. I hear your laughter in the night and try to follow the sound but I'm getting lost amongst the gravestones. I'm finding myself deeper and deeper in the night. I can't see anything but the streetlights highlighting the tombstones and angels. Suddenly I'm grabbed from behind, a hand covers my mouth, keeping me from screaming. But I recognize the feel of those arms around me.
You pull me back against you, further into the darkness and the cover of trees. "Scream and I'll kill you." I nod once to let you know I understand. You come from behind me, pushing me against the tree. My jacket is ripped off of me and I hear it fall to the ground a few feet away. Your lips find mine, pushing me hard against the tree. The bark is digging into my back but I like the little bites of pain. I feel you kissing down my neck and try hard to hold back a moan. Your hands are under my shirt, clawing at my sides and hips. I arch to let your hands find my back. Your nails scratch down my back and I can't help but whimper slightly. The look in your eyes tells me to keep quiet. I bite my lip to keep from being loud. Suddenly I feel your hands at my pants pulling them and my panties down. The cold air hits my thighs and I shiver slightly. But suddenly you've grabbed me and bent me over a tombstone. I feel your hard cock sliding into my soaking wet pussy. I try to keep as quiet as possible. I don't want to alert the caretaker. You keep one hand over my mouth, just to be sure, and the other on my shoulder. I feel you pounding away at me. I'm getting so close to cumming but I want to wait for you. Your thrusts are getting harder and your breathing is heavier. I feel you clawing into my shoulder and back. You're growling and I'm praying we're not found. Suddenly, I'm cumming and feeling yours drip down my thighs. We're both out of breath but before we can relax a flashlight sweeps across the graveyard and we're forced to hide in the shadows. Someone has spotted us. Quickly we grab our clothes and make a run for it out the back exit.
Before we can make out of the graveyard, we hear a sound off to the right. I look over but can see nothing. The cool fall wind picks up and there's something in the air. I feel a soft caress against my bare shoulder and turn to smile at you but you're not there. You're still holding my hand on the other side. I can swear I hear footsteps behind me but there's no one in sight. Suddenly I feel the faint touch of fingers stroking my cum-soaked pussy. I arch and my legs tremble. From the back gate you give me a look but for some reason I can't answer the question in your eyes. You walk towards me, as if to help me walk home. You get about three feet away but can't come any closer. You push against the invisible force and hear a quiet moan fill the night.
