Fantasm

Shocking True Confessions of the World’s Last Horror Writer!

“Where do they come from? The dust. Where do they go? The grave. Does blood stir their veins? No. What ticks in their head? The worm. What hears with their ear? The abyss. They sift the human storm for souls, eat the flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners. Such are the autumn people.” -Ray Bradbury, “Something Wicked This Way Comes” *** In the midst of the 20th century most learned and responsible parties in America came to agree that the country was in need of an established Authority to Police the Moral Climate, to ensure that dangerous and potentially subversive ideas did not pollute impressionable minds. It started small: In 1954 they outlawed the horror comics. No more “Tales from the Crypt” or “Haunt of Fear” or even “Weird Fantasy” for the kiddies. That …

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My Lover, My Master, My Vampire Part 2

I awoke suddenly and sat up. I’d had a terrible nightmare that I’d been kidnapped. But when I moved to get out of bed and I felt an ache in my groin, my heart sank into my stomach. My nightmare had come true. All the memories of last night came flooding back to me. I looked next to me to see that “Master” was gone. But there was a note on the bedside table yet. I picked it up and read it. It was from him. “My darling Rachel, As is my nature I’ve moved to the coffin. I did you the kindness of unchaining you. To betray this trust would be a most unwise move. I have attendants all over the castle that can help you however need be. By your bed is a …

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How to train your fratboy: Ch1

In his dream, Brad was naked and aroused. The beautiful sorority girl from Zeta house lay below him semiconscious and helpless. No one from Sigma Nu had ever fucked a girl from the notoriously chilly Zeta Sorority before tonight. But Brad was going to change all that. He’d had expertly separated her from her friends, leading her up to his dorm room as the rufie had begun its work. He felt her weight increase as she began leaning on him at the top of the stairs, his anticipation building as he leaned her against his dresser like a mop, locking the door with a padlock from the inside. He grabbed her by the shoulders, guiding her gently backwards and letting her fall as she passed out, landing heavily into the creaky chair in his dorm …

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Vampire Lust_(1)

It was cold out and I was just sitting there waiting for the bus for school. I was a freshman, only 15. I had stayed back a year. I wish I lived closer to the school so I didn’t have to go on that bus and see those assholes. I say those assholes because I don’t know their names. It’s just a gang of guys that bother me on the bus. Pulling my hair, asking me things like, “do I suck dick?” and such. I hated the bus. As I shivered there at the bus stop I thought about skipping today and going to the bowling alley like last week. I looked down the road up and down and then back at my mom’s house. “Fuck it!” I exclaimed. I walked away from the bus …

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Sunday Part 1

I woke up to her rubbing my stomach and below my belly button. I opened my eyes and she was smiling beautifully. “Good morning!” she said, blue eyes beaming. She was already in a new bra and underwear, and she appeared to have washed up from the night before which was weird because I didn’t hear her get up this morning. “My turn!” she said playfully, excited to get started on her day of payback. We agreed that Saturday I would be in control, and Sunday she would take over. She wasn’t wasting any time. She tied my wrists tightly to the head of the bed and tied my ankles similarly to how I tied hers the night before. She left my boxers on though, much to my displeasure. She stood above me in her …

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COUSIN’S FARMYARD FUN

PB-308 COUSIN’S FARMYARD FUN by Paul Gable CHAPTER ONE Barbara’s cunt tightened, that delicious hot, itchy feeling making her clit tingle and stiffen while juice began to ooze from the seepy lining. It was awful! The attractive twenty-four-year-old blonde pressed her fingertips to her lips and closed her eyes, inhaling a shuddering breath and trying to bring her mind and body under control. How her nipples itched as well, rubbing deliciously against the stiff material of her bra! Her tits seemed to be swelling in her halter while her flesh crawled with sexual excitement! How many times had she told herself this feeling was wrong? She had slipped only once in her life, vowing never again to let a man touch her until she married him. But a rising tide of sensuality was shattering her …

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Marine Brats 3

Had a couple comments about the length of my chapters, I will do my best to make them longer, I usually stop at 12 pages at 16pt. Someone else suggested better chapter transitions, I’m not quite sure how is the best way to go about this, but I will see what I can do. Please excuse errors, I do try to proofread. Stuff like to and too or your and you’re are usually spell check errors, as I am typing on an android tablet. ————————————————————————————————————————— After my romp with my new girlfriend, and her mom a short time ago. I laid on Brittney’s bed sandwiched between two beautiful women. What a way to spend a night. I was spooned up behind Brittney and Alice was the same behind me. I noticed the clock glowing 5am …

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My New Houseplant 2

The plant- really more fauna than flora- had empathic powers, able to read exactly what I wanted at a touch and pleasure me with a skill unmatched by any man I’d ever fucked. During the month I’d spent raising it from a seedling and half a year of the best sex of my life, we’d fostered a strong mental and emotional connection. It came as a surprise, however, the first time I felt its presence in my mind without physical contact. I’d been worried all week. It had begun looking tired and unhealthy, the green of its vines fading to a sickly near-gray. Was it dying? I couldn’t be sure. Its symptoms weren’t listed in the care manual. But even though it had come with a lifetime guarantee from the manufacturer, I didn’t want a …

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Family Vacation; Sibling Bonding

Jackson never really enjoyed family vacations. After the novelty of childhood wore off, the trips to the cabin by the lake were more like torture to the teenage boy. All during the four hour car ride to the secluded spot in the mountains, he let his parents and little sister know that, too. The complaining kept up right until his mother announced they would be arriving in five minutes. “And if we turn around we can make it home before lunch. I’ll bet Gino’s is having a special today, too. You know you like their meat lover’s, Mom,” he said, pointing at his mother with a wink. “Oh, can it, Jackie. We never miss this week. You know that,” his father said, cutting a glare through the reflection of the rearview mirror. “Yeah, Jackie, you …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 7

Tell me what you think! I’m a shameless whore for comments! Chapter Seven Isaac slowly woke up, VERY slowly, pretty much tectonic-plates-slowly. His body was not so much heavy as just incredibly numb, his eyelids felt like they had been separated from all nerve endings and muscles. The right side of his gut was sore, but everything else… just felt so fantastic. Isaac had woken up from anesthesia before, once when he had broken his arm while working and needed a titanium brace bolted to the bones. He remembered waking up being one of the best experiences in his life, almost as good as sex. “Mr. Helton, can you hear me?” a woman’s voice asked, most likely the nurse that that toned down his morphine to wake him up. Isaac hummed in reply, that was …

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Marine Brats 2 EDITED

I woke up around noon feeling surprisingly refreshed, given not sleeping last night and this mornings activities. My face was buried in the pillow my mom had used, the subtle scent of her shampoo and perfume clung to it. I half expected to feel guilty, dirty, maybe even sick with myself. None of the above was true. I felt better than I had in ages. No aches, pains, tension or stress. Mom had given me two wonderful gifts today. First was the wonderful session we had this morning, and second she had off work today and let me sleep in, relieving me of a lot of the duties I usually took care of for her. After getting up and showering, I meandered downstairs. “Iiiits Alive!” May bellowed. In a terrible imitation from the movie Frankenstein. …

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Alucard: Angela is an Amazing Creature

Chapter Two: Angela is an Amazing Creature The next morning, I was met by bright sunlight dancing on the wall of my bedroom. It was common for me to leave my blinds open in order to wake up more naturally. I had a simple breakfast and made my way to the stock house. I needed to find another female to breed. This time, I would install an anal plug in order to mitigate the unfortunate outcome Mia suffered, even as enjoyable as it was to watch. I once again peered into the human female’s holding pens. And that is when I saw Angela. Angela had recently given birth to a young female human and was nursing her. Angela had olive skin, must have been Hispanic, at least in part, and was an exceptional breeder. She …

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Mistletoe, Candy Canes & a Lesbian

Mistletoe, Candy Canes & a Lesbian Summary: Frigid MILF turned by one of her husband’s young employees. Note 1: This story is dedicated to DAVE who requested it for his wife. Note 2: Thanks to MAB7991, goamz86 and LeAnn for editing this story. Mistletoe, Candy Canes & a Lesbian “You haven’t had sex in over a year!” I asked my colleague Dave, stunned by his admission a moment ago. He shook his head as he took another swig of his beer at the pub where we hung out after work, Dave and I the last two remaining. “It wasn’t always like this.” “But she is still ridiculously attractive,” I pointed out, “and you are not bad yourself if I was into men.” “Good to know I’m attractive to the lesbians,” he joked, finishing his fifth …

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The Prophecy Ch. 3

The Prophecy Ch. 3 This is the continuation of the previous chapter, please read to fill in any blanks. I appreciate the feedback and apologize for previous and any future grammatical errors. This story contains fantasy/magic within it and is the start of more interesting magical twists to come. If you’re not interested in the realm of seduction, fantasy, action, and adventure then you found the wrong story. “Well today just turned from really interesting to really boring, and possibly annoying in 2.5 seconds.” Luke couldn’t believe the turn of events. He had just arrived home fixing his clothes after the extra two rounds with Miss Bradley, to which she promised a third at a later time where he would enjoy something that Serina had given him. He was puzzling out what it was when …

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Good meets Evil at the nightclub

Emma, a 25 year old young professional and relatively new in town, headed out with her work colleagues on their first social night out. After several bars, she was surprised how drunk some of her more senior colleagues had become, but felt she needed to keep up to make a good impression. As the night wore on, she had it in her mind that after one more bar, she would head home. They entered a nightclub recommended by some members of the group who had already left. Emma and Angeling stood at the bar as a group of men circled around them, all mid-30s with short-cut hair, some well built and others average, jeans and crew-cut, tight T-shirts. The leader of the lads leaned into Emma: “’Scuse me love, but you better leave right now, …

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Mom’s Stockings: My Son’s Cum Bucket

Mom’s Stockings: My Son’s Cum Bucket I have wanted to fuck my son for a while, ever since he graduated high school this year and really buffed up over the summer working construction. It was then, one random day, while he was in swimming trunks to go for a dip in the pool that I noticed that my son had turned into a man. In fact, my son had grown into a very handsome man, a virtual replica of his deceased father (who died serving his country two years ago). I didn’t only want to fuck my son, no, I wanted to be his submissive fuck toy. When I first had these feelings, I went online. First I read a lot of erotic stories of moms seducing sons, of sons seducing moms or, even better, …

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