Disclaimer
: Everyone in the story is 18 years old or older at all points. Any resemblance to any person, alive or dead, is just happenstance.
Author's Notes
: This story revolves around a group of people who visit a haunted house, and by the end, none escape. If this type of story is not a fetish you enjoy, please read something else.
Lynn tripped as she went through the door, the only thing that had kept her from following Jake into the brackish waterway that surrounded the small piece of land the doorway exited onto.
"Shit!" Jake exclaimed as he went under the water's icy surface.
"Jake!" Lynn yelled, scrambling to the water's edge. She searched the water in vain for any sign of Jake, losing sight of him when he went under.
It was almost pitch black, and the sound of the water lapping against the rocks reminded Lynn of a cave.
"Jake! Where the hell are you?" she asked as her eyes adjusted to the gloom.
"What idiot puts a water-filled cave inside their haunted house?" she asked as she leaned over the edge, pushing her hands into the cold water, feeling around for Jake. She was about to give up when the water exploded upwards as Jake broke the surface, gasping for breath.
"You fucking scared me," Lynn scolded him, startled at his sudden appearance.
"Sorry, I guess next time I will tell you before I pop up in the water after nearly drowning," He sarcastically replied when he caught his breath.
Lynn slapped his arm, annoyed that he had scared her, "Don't talk to me that way."
Jake looked at her for a second, holding the edge of a rock. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like it sounded."
They looked at each other until Lynn gave him a shy smile which caused them both to laugh.
After he caught his breath, Jake pulled himself onto the narrow shelf of dry land they found themselves on.
"Where the hell is the door?" Lynn asked, looking around.
They explored and found themselves stranded on a small strip of land surrounded by water that had an almost glass-like quality as it reflected the glowing lichen growing on the ceiling above them.
"I should have just stayed in bed," Jake muttered as he dropped on his butt in the middle of the island.
Lynn sat beside him, leaning on his shoulder as she gazed at the water before her. "If you had stayed in bed, you wouldn't be here, hanging out with me."
"Your right," he said, smiling as he put his arm around her and pulled her close.
"Hey! You're wet!" Lynn exclaimed, pushing him away as she jumped and backed away.
"I'm not that wet," Jake exclaimed, appearing to be indigent before he started laughing at the mock outrage on Lynn's face.
Jake stalked towards her, moving side to side to block her from escaping his wet embrace. Lunging towards her, he caught her momentarily before she lost her footing and fell back towards the water.
Despite his best effort, Lynn fell, her arms pinwheeling as she desperately tried to catch her balance.
To their surprise, she landed on her side in less than an inch of water.
The shock she felt lasted until Jake started laughing at her.
"At least I'm not soaked like you," Lynn commented as she got to her feet. She explored the underwater shelf, found it was a few feet wide, and extended into the darkness, away from their current island. In the dim light, they checked and found two other causeways hidden under the salty water.
"At least there is some way off this pile of rocks," Jake said as they sat in the middle of the island, huddling together to warm up. With their backs turned away, they didn't notice the dark shapes gliding just under the water's surface.
"So what do we do?" Jake asked as he skipped a rock on the water.
"I say we stay here since we know there was some kind of door here before."
"There were monsters on the other side of that door, Lynn. I think we should take one of the causeways and see if we can find another door, maybe one that doesn't have monsters," Jake said.
The conversation continued for several minutes before Jake gave up and decided to stay with Lynn. "Fine, we can stay here for now," Jake told her as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.
Lynn kissed him back, sliding her hands up and burring them in his hair.
After several minutes of kissing, Jake guided Lynn down until she lay on her back. He quickly straddled her waist, pinning her hands above her head, before leaning down and kissing her again.
Jake broke the kiss and sat up. Lynn watched him, her heart beating quickly as he slowly unbuttoned her blouse. With her blouse unbuttoned, he leaned down to kiss her again, sliding his hands up her stomach and pushing the shirt open, exposing her pale blue bra.
Lynn moaned into his mouth as she felt his hand fumble with the clasp on her bra. He tried for several seconds before she pushed his hands away and unhooked it herself. His greedy mouth captured her small pale breast as he sucked most of it inside.
Lynn's hips bucked as she wrapped her long legs around his waist, pulling his body against hers as she threw her head back against the rocky surface. She was momentarily stunned by the impact, but the pain faded behind the desire to fuck the boy grinding against her body.
What is wrong with me? I just met him. The thoughts drifted through her mind, but the lust overrode everything as she pushed him upright and ripped his shirt off.
Jake leaned down, his bare torso touching hers. He captured her mouth in his, pushing his tongue inside.
She grabbed his covered ass and pulled him closer. Lynn groaned as she felt him grind his ridged cock against her pubic mound. She felt almost feverish as Jake rolled off her, ripping the last of his clothes off and exposing his cock to the moist air.
He seemed to take forever as Jake fought to get his pants past his shoes, causing Lynn to sigh in exasperation. She pushed his hands away and grabbed his cock, kissing it briefly before taking it down her throat.
"Oh, fuck that feels good!"
"Hummp," she said as he grabbed her hair, using it as a handle as he roughly fucked her face. Lynn beat his thighs with her hands, trying to get him to let her go. The lust coursing through her body, overridden by pain and fear, faded into the background, letting her think clearly for a few seconds.
Jake fucked her face for several minutes." Ah fuck, here it comes, Slut," he shouted as he held her tight to his pelvis as his body spasmed, sending what felt like gallons of hot cum down her throat.
Lynn could only look up at him, tears running down her face as she stopped struggling against him. She noticed that the maniac look had left his face as he finished cumming in her mouth.
"Oh, Shit," he said, letting her hair go as he pulled his still-hard cock from Lynn's mouth. He helped her up and looked offended as she jerked away from him, holding herself as she looked the other way.
"I got carried away. Are you okay?"
