Incubus

Chapter One: May 27th

The truck rolled up two hours late, Jeanette scowled at the driver, a large, be-whiskered, annoyingly jovial man who shrugged,

"Sorry, lady, we couldn't find the house," he laughed half-heartedly,

"Well, at least you're here now, " she sighed. She made her way to the truck and watched the electric jointed rear panel open to reveal all her belongings in carefully stacked, sealed, and labelled manila cardboard boxes.

It took the rest of the day, but by 6.45 pm her life had been deposited on the various floors of her newly acquired house.

Situated in rural splendor on the New England coast, the summer sun still warmed the hardwood floors. Jeanette, or Jee to her friends, surveyed the floor of her palatial living room and felt the thrill of a new home. She left Washington, DC.

With no regrets, her former boyfriend proved unfaithful, and after delivering a measure of sweet revenge, she ghosted him and then left without ceremony.

Only her closest friends knew of her move to the quiet town of Haven, New England.

She wandered around the rooms, wearing cut off shorts, a white vest top and no underwear, settling on her bedroom and the only unpacked item, her king-size bed. She had set to work and paid a little extra to get the deliveryman to build the modern wood frame and place the expensive mattress upon it. Now, she set herself the task of making up her bed.

As the night drew in, the excitement of her move and fatigue made her bed seem even more inviting.

With her bedside lamp on the floor, she stripped off her clothes and crawled inside the crisp sheets, pulling up her duvet and fell asleep.

The next morning, Jeanette opened one eye and sighed. The sun slid through the white painted wooden slats of the blinds, and she fought the desire to roll over. How could it be morning already?

"Come on, Jee. Things to do!" She yawned and sat up.

As she blinked, the familiar aching sensation of her pussy made herself known. Unlike most women, Jee supposed, her sexual desires woke with the sun, and touched her sensitive folds of her pussy, now quivering with the lack of attention and slipping down into her panties. She felt her warm folds already wet and lay back. With practised fingers, she felt her luxuriant pussy open for her fingers, her folds always tight began to relax, as she found her swollen nub, "Oh, you naughty girl alright then just a little play to calm you down"

She spoke to her sex in the third person, knowing that if she didn't calm her arousal now, she would be out of sorts all day. Looking around the scattered boxes in the bedroom, she mentally sifted through her memory, identifying the contents of the bedroom boxes, remembering where her sex toys were. She looked around and saw the cardboard box, marked 'Bedroom #3' scrawled in red marker. She slipped out onto the hard laminate floor, padded over on bare feet, pulling down her damp bed-worn panties. Her small high tits jiggled as she pulled the draw tape to open the box seal and peered inside. Three-bathroom bags with draw strings were piled on top, so she pulled them out, and then found the dark toiletries bag, unzipped it and fished out her favourite dildo and small bullet vibrator.

The summer sun had quickly warmed her bedroom and so she opted to kneel, naked, on her bed. She set the vibrator to full and placed it on her clitoris. The sensation was both immediate and incredibly powerful,

"Oh fuck!" She swore quietly, feeling her pussy quiver and she shook visibly. Jee opened her legs wider, picked up the dildo, spat in the end and then began to thread the pink silicone plastic phallus into her clenched cunthole. As she slowly filled herself, she remembered how the phallus cane into her possession. Her former boyfriend, Zack Murray, had presented the dildo on Valentine's Day,

"I had it moulded to my dick. It's a replica!" He announced with a shit-eating grin.

Jee smiled and took it in her hands. " So what do I need you for then?" Zack shrugged,

"Well now you can try two pricks in your fuck holes and they'd both be mine!" His eyes lit up. Jee knew what he imagined. Zack had been pestering her for a while to try out a double penetration, but Jee wasn't stupid enough to agree to a MMF threesome with Zack and his BFF, Michael Hollis. She didn't want to be fucked in both her holes by those two, especially at the same time.

"So why don't we road test it?" Zack hinted.

After he kissed her and fondled her, she agreed. Jee left him on the sofa, and went to clean her asshole, before she could even contemplate anal sex in any form. Using a good quality pH neutral liquid soap, she cleaned out her asshole, pushing her finger up into her rectum, and feeling a turd, moved her bowels and cleaned herself again, and applying a generous glob of lube to ease the entry into her asshole. After a bottle of good red wine, Jee led Zack to their bed and started to kiss and undressed each other.

As Zack undressed, his dick was already at full length, stiff and his head swollen and purple. Jee nestled between his legs and took him tenderly in her hand and stroked him,

"Fuck baby, I gonna explode!" Zack moaned, watching her lick his glans and his shaft. Jee positioned her mouth over his cock and slowly threaded his girth down her throat. She perked and gagged on his length, her throat heaving and spluttering obscene wet noises which Zack loved. After a few more slow movements, Zack held her head and fucked her mouth, he jumped his dick into her throat, she gagged loudly and long strings of white foaming saliva dribbled out of her mouth. Jee caught hold of most of it and rubbed the dildo, coating its silicone ridges with it. As Zack released

She mounted him. His thickness filled her clenching cunt. She leaned toward him, her tits dangling over his mouth, with her free hand Jee held the dildo at the right angle, it felt slippery on her fingers.

Zack hardly ever ate her pussy, Jee had tried to teach him, but Jee found that she didn't need extra lube as her cunt provided all she needed and had taken the precaution of using her cunt juice on the dildo. As his prick slipped deep into her, she positioned the dildo to her tight brown starfish,

"Push it in as I do," Zack was living a long-held fantasy,

"It's tight!" Jee winced as she twisted and pushed,

"Go on, push it in!" Zack squeezed his eyes shut.

Jee inched the dildo into her ass, her internal muscles initially resisting the penetration but to her surprise, her asshole relaxed as she pushed out. Sooner than expected, her rectum allowed the fake prick further and further inside, and Jee began to feel fuller and fuller. Zack groaned with an unexpected guttural sound,

"I can feel my fake dick, rubbing on my dick!" He panted, clearly more aroused as Jee pushed the dildo inside herself.

Curiously, she felt a heat and glowing smouldering warmth suffuse her body as Zack built up the pace of his thrusting, as Jee had stopped bouncing on him. The dildo in her ass had taken all of her attention and stopped gyrating on Zacks prick. As his thrusting continued, Jee was faced with the realisation that she was liking the feeling in her ass and the sense of being 'stuffed' like a prize turkey.

Zack now consumed the assault on his senses, began to pound Jee's pussy. The force of his hips now gave Jee's a gentle rocking motion that now helped the dildo to be pushed in and out of her ass. Jee, her cavities being filled created the unlikely sensation of her ass being fucked by Zacks prick.

Zack couldn't last long like this, his prick had been clamped down by Jee's muscles so tightly that he felt explosive,

"Jee, give your ass! Please!" Zack lifted her off his prick and she rolled into a doggy position, and Zack eased his prick into her reddened but relaxed asshole, " let me put my dick into your pussy again!" His breath ragged, but Jee refused,

"Finish on my ass, baby!" Her body shook, as she rubbed furiously at her swollen clit,

"Oh fuck! Oh God!" Zack pulled his dick from her sore anus and ejaculated on her round buttocks.

Now, Jees's mind thrusts away the memory of Zack's last goodnight together. He had been unfaithful, and she had split from him; his good quality was the dildo now slid deep into her pussy.

As she fucked herself, enjoying every stroke of the fake prick as it nudged and rubbed against her sensitive tissues. As usual, her pussy flushed with her nectar-like fluids, her muscles clenched hard around the firm silicone plastic and soon she would feel that sweet agony as she orgasmed.

Then suddenly, a sense of intrusion. She opened her eyes, and a sense of cold detached scrutiny. She sensed eyes are upon her, she attempted to pull the dildo from her cunt and met resistance. Was her pussy so tight that her body refused to release the phallus. She tugged again, more resistance. Jee frowned in alarm, hilarious images of her being carted off to the ER with a dildo up her pussy and then it slipped from her. The icy sense of being watched gripped her again,

"Is someone there?" Jee paused. What a ridiculous question. If someone was there watching her, would they confess to it?

As she swung her feet to the floor, she scanned the room. She couldn't see anyone, she dropped the dildo on the bed and padded to the bedroom door, knocking the sex toy box as she made her way across the room and despite being naked, opened it and walked out to the gallery and peered down onto the open lounge area. Still, no one was in sight, and the house was silent.

She turned back and looked around; the box of toys had spilled out onto the floor and had begun to twist and vibrate by themselves. Jee stopped agape,

"What the fuck?" She breathed.

Unlike B movie horror film heroines, Jee did not simply ignore the occurrence and move on through the full, unrealistic narrative until she was chopped by some masked killer.

Jee was a smart, capable and sensible woman. She diligently collected each toy, removed the batteries and replaced them in the box. She then put the box away in the built-in wardrobe, including Zacks replica dick dildo. She showered herself clean, denying herself the climax that her pussy had demanded and dressed.

End of Chapter One.

House; Jee felt unnerved and decided to take herself into Haven. The New England town was a delight: period, brightly painted houses and stores and friendly people.