Dawn adjusted her glasses, her curvy frame swaying in that tight white blouse and short black skirt as the four women approached the looming haunted library. "This place reeks of forgotten knowledge and bad decisions," she quipped intellectually. Melinda, the curious curvy Latina-Asian in her yoga shorts and blue tee, grinned. "Exactly why we're here—ghosts with secrets? Count me in for the hunt." Tracy, the tall lean brunette tugging at her jean-shorts, shifted nervously. "Haunted? More like 'let's not get felt up by invisible perverts.'" Roxanne, the voluptuous blonde in her loose black dress, rolled her eyes skeptically. "Ghosts? Please. It's probably just drafty windows and our overactive imaginations."
Inside, the air thickened with tension. Subtle touches brushed their thighs—Melinda yelped, "Whoa, something just copped a feel!" Dawn's skirt rose teasingly, flashing her pink panties. "Logic says poltergeist, but my ass says otherwise." Roxanne's dress flipped up next, revealing black lace. "Skeptical no more—this entity's got boundary issues." Tracy's shorts unbuttoned themselves, exposing white panties. "Nervous? Try terrified and oddly... intrigued."
Witty banter flew as the entity grew bolder, spanking their asses with sharp smacks that made them scream and laugh defiantly. "Spank me harder, Casper, I dare you!" Roxanne taunted, her strong will unbroken. Groping followed, hands squeezing breasts through fabric, leaving them sweating and panting. "This is making me horny as hell," Melinda admitted with a smirk, feeling her pussy grow wet and dripping. They tried to exit, but darkness swallowed them. Tracy was snatched, carried screaming to the punishment room.
The entity stripped Tracy forcefully—shorts, tank top, then bra and panties—tying her nude on her back, legs spread and arms pinned. She whimpered but spat, "You want a fight? Bring it." A hard cock smacked her face; she resisted yet opened for the blowjob, gagging as it thrust deep. The others searched, Melinda entering to witness. Strong and defiant, she stripped slowly on her terms, kneeling bound as the entity approached.
The explosive frenzy hit: the hard cock ravaged each in turn—Dawn first, choking on the blowjob while her friends watched, aroused. Melinda followed, then Roxanne, Tracy last, all panting and horny. It fucked their tight pussies relentlessly, spanks echoing, tits slapped and groped. Tracy came first, screaming her orgasm as the entity came, cum splattering her breasts. It repeated for Roxanne, Melinda, and Dawn—sweating bodies writhing, wet pussies dripping, until all four fainted bound and cum-covered. They awoke nude in a bed, handprints marking their skin, clothes piled nearby, and fled into the night.
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