Page 7 of Night Tales


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“Just that and some strange noises as well.” Hally adds.

“Maybe someone should go and take a look.” Harmony suggests.

That starts my brain going a mile per minute. I consider myself a little bit of an amateur sleuth, and this is right up my alley. I could stake out the place and figure out if the happenings are otherworldly or just kids damaging the property.

“What are these sightings? Anything concrete? Who’s been telling tales?” I ask a bit too eagerly. My sisters eye me carefully.

“Just a couple of witches from the coven that saw silhouettes on the windows when there shouldn’t have been anything there to see.” Hildy says, while putting some eggs on the center of the table and some bacon.

Is it me or aren’t they touching any of the food they are serving this morning? Darn it, it all looks delicious. But I have to be strong.

“Oh and by the way, your familiar spent the entire night outside. You need to teach her how to use the cat door or one of the neighborhood mutts will run her away.” Harmony says.

Onyx or Nyx as I called her, is my beautiful black cat as well as my familiar. But she can be stubborn and won’t come in the house through the cat door. She likes the whole ‘will I come inor will I stay out’ game cats like to play when I open the door for her. Making a decision, I take some bacon for her and eat some. It’s crunchy, the way I like it.

“Yes!” I hear my sisters scream as they high five each other like crazy teenagers. Shit, I ate the bacon!

“What did you do? Hildy, Hally, Harmony…What did you do?”

“Nothing.” Hildy says but her face speaks otherwise. “We might win the lottery this week, is all. Nothing to get upset about.”

I would be a complete fool if I take that answer at face value. But I sigh and get up from the table. I don’t even look back at them when leaving the kitchen. Soon enough, I’ll find out whatever they did.

I find Nyx outside and give her the option of going in. She takes it and takes a strip of bacon I hand her. I’m going to see what’s going on with that house.

I walk up to where the house is standing and look at it for a minute. Looks peaceful. Most people are scared of it because it’s run down and they think there are ghosts in there, but me and my sisters have already been and there’s no ghost activity there.

As I’m staring at the house I notice someone walking down to where I am. A gorgeous man in jeans and a tight t-shirt that shows off his many, many muscles. I'm outwardly ogling him and my cheeks get hot. When he reaches me, he nods and then looks at the house as if evaluating it for purchase.

“Can I help you with something?” I offer. He’s hot after all.

“I’m here to see the house.” He answers.

I look at his face once more and feel like I’m in a trance. He’s so beautiful, I want to climb him right here, right now.

"Let’s go in, then." I offer.

We walk to the entrance and I turn the knob. The house is and has always been open except to those she doesn’t like. That’s how I think of her, anyway.

I walk into the living room, and everything seems in order. There is a sofa and a few other furnishings, but they’re old. Somehow they’re clean. Don’t ask me about that.

“Why do you want to see the house anyway?” I turn around to ask the stranger and in a few seconds I’m in his arms and he’s kissing me. This right here is the hottest kiss I’ve ever had in my entire life. His lips are warm and salty against mine and I open my mouth so that he can delve deeper.

I pull him to the couch and have him sit. Then I take my clothes off - really? this is happening? - and I straddle him. This kiss is making my blood heat and I open up his jeans to get access to his - surprise - very big cock.

“I need to be inside you.” He says with a raspy, rough voice that makes my pussy pulse with need.

“Yes, oh yes.” I answer.

He grabs my hips and pulls me down so he’s impaling me. I gasp in ecstasy and start to ride him. My rhythm is slow and steady and I look into his eyes. Beautiful caramel eyes that are looking intently at me as well. His breathing is fast like mine and I feel like telling this man all my secrets.

“You feel so tight around me.” He whispers, and I melt even more for him. I love his voice. “Ride me harder, baby. I want you to come all over my cock.”

As if I was in a trance, I obey his delicious words and speed up my movements, feeling how deep inside me he is with every thrust. I start to feel my orgasm building in my core and take his mouth in mine once again.

Then I feel his thumb circle my clit and I’m exploding into a million little pieces. “Oh, God, I’m coming.” I scream. What I feel next will mark me for life because his hot cum is spurting inside me and painting my womb. Hopefully, it will be a little witch. One of seven.

I collapse in his arms and hold him tight. “I don’t know why I did that.” I murmur in his ear.

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