There is an old house on the outskirts of town. It just sits there and looks menacing, like something out of a horror movie from the Hammer Films days. It gives you the shivers to look at it. It looked perfect for a haunted house or a party though, so I decided to call some of my friends and have three big, strong guys go with me to see it and decide if it could be used or not.
I wanted to do something absolutely outrageous for Halloween this year and having a party there just might be what I was looking for. I was tired of tame parties where it's as much fun to sleep as it is to drink or dance. I figured the three of my friends to that would be best to call would be Creeper, a DJ and he would be able to tell me if there were good hookups for his music equipment, Tazangelbabe, Taz for short, because he does a lot of hunting and can take care of any critters that might be in the house, and Juicer because he'd be the bartender and could help me set that up.
I called them and had them meet me at the house that evening. I wasn't too happy about it being at night, but I figured I had nothing to be afraid of with them at my back and it was the only time that we all had free at once. Since it was an old house and I didn't want to get too dirty, I was wearing my favorite hip hugger jeans (they look like they're painted on my ass), a black half shirt that says "Goddess" in red lettering and my standard favorite six inch heels. Black ones, of course to match with my shirt. Little did I know!
I got to the house just at sunset and I saw that they were already inside, their cars in the driveway and flashlights playing around inside. I walked up to the house, my six inch heels clicking on the broken tile of the porch and opened the door. The inside of the house was dirty and there was trash everywhere, some of the windows had been broken out, in short it looked like what it was, an old abandoned house.
I followed the sound of voices into one of the other rooms and found the three guys together looking around and discussing the possibilities. Creeper was looking at the walls and trying to decide which would be better for his equipment, Taz was scouting the closets for critters and Juicer was trying to decide which room to use as a bar.
"Hey guys," I said, "you started without me!" They looked over and their eyes widened as they took in my attire.
"Damn, Pepper, you look good enough to fuck." Creeper said.
Taz and Juicer nodded their heads in agreement and all three of them stepped closer to me as if to get a better look or maybe scent. I was surrounded but I didn't feel any anxiety these were after all, my friends and I had fucked with them before. "These old clothes?" I said, "They're just my looking at an old house clothes. I can get them dirty and not have to worry about it."
The moon was out by now and suddenly I noticed that all three of them looked different from how they normally did. Creepers eyes were red now and it looked as if his teeth had suddenly grown an inch or so. Taz looked as though he was straining to hold something back. When I looked at Juicer's hands, I saw that they had claws now and he looked at me and licked his lips. "Yes, you do," he said and his voice was different, deeper and more raw than it normally was.
Quietly, Creeper crept up behind me and bit my ass, through my jeans.
"HEY!"
"Uh...guys ... you feel OK? Damn, Creeper, that fucking stings! If you're not feeling well" my voice trailing off uneasily, we can do this tomorrow.
I heard Juicer's deep voice behind me say, "We feel just fine, babe."
All of a sudden, Juicer stretches his neck out toward the ceiling and lets out an ear splitting, bone chilling howl.
Then, with a move that was like lightning, Creeper grabs the collar of my shirt and rips it off my back, letting my tits bounce free. With one hand, he grabs my hair and pulls my neck back, exposing it to his one inch needle sharp fangs. With a hiss he sinks them deep into my neck. Behind me, I can feel a high body heat and fur brushing the skin on my back, my feet are lifted off of the floor and my heels fall to the ground.
With his long, razor sharp claws, Juicer reaches down the back of my jeans and shreds them from my body. His eyes take on an evil glow as my tan little ass is exposed. At that point, crouching down in front of me, Tzars tongue is licking over his teeth. He takes a long, sharp claw and slits my little red G-string off, exposing my pussy to their hungry gazes.
"Here your G-string." Taz growls at me and holds it up before throwing it off into a corner of the room.
With a move that I never even saw, Creeper grabs my hands and ties them together using a cord from a broken lamp that was in the room.
Juicer's claws wrap around my waist and he raises me higher into the air and they hang me from an old chandelier hook in the middle of the room's ceiling. For a second or two, they all just stand around me, looking up and down my naked body. My arms are stretched over my head and I am helpless before them.
Creeper comes up to me, licking his lips staring at my ample breasts, he sinks his teeth into the soft flesh. It gives way and the blood starts to run, filling the room with a metallic scent that drives Taz and Juicer into a frenzy.
With one quick move, the Tasmanian devil bites down between my legs piercing my pussy lips with his fangs. Like a lion tearing into a fresh kill, enjoying the taste of the fresh blood in his mouth, penetrating me with his long, rough tongue.
The scent of blood in the room has caused Juicer to completely wolf out, and standing 9 feet tall, he has to bend his head down to fit in the room. With his claws still wrapped around my waist, he shoves his tree trunk cock deep in my tight, tan little ass and I let out a scream as my ass is stretched to its limits. With heavy breathing grunts, he violently begins to stroke in and out of me.
