The house my parents had recently purchased was magnificent. Fit for a royal family, it amazed me how we could actually afford such a palace. It never dawned on me that something could actually be wrong with this house and maybe that was why it was so cheap. Usually when something this beautiful and magnificent is offered for a price this cheap, it’s usually because it was either haunted, someone died in the house, or some other sort of big traumatizing event had happened there. As excited as I was to move in and live in such a palace, in the back of my mind was the thought ‘Something really bad has taken place here which is why the house is so fucking cheap and you’re a fool to move the fuck in. May God have mercy on us all.’ But I always shook it off and enjoyed the moment, for the time being it all seemed so perfect.
My family was happy and everyone was getting along, which is a rarity. My parents, who were literally on the verge of divorce, were now getting along and I had never seen them this happy -- at least not in a long time. I was lucky enough to get the basement apartment as my room, it was perfect. I viewed it as a preview of college life since this was my last year in high school. The basement apartment was perfect for me. It had a little hang-out area for my friends and I. My bedroom had a huge, walk-in closet that led to a huge bathroom with a separate shower and jet spa. I felt like I had hit the jackpot with this room, and whatever nagging thoughts I had in the back of my mind disappeared once I was settled into my little apartment in the basement.
My older brother got the attic, which was like another apartment except bigger than mine. I kind of envied him, secretly wishing I had snagged the attic apartment before he did but who was I to complain? Both he and I got lucky with our rooms while our little sister and brother got stuck with the bedrooms right across the hall from our parents. They were especially jealous of my older brother because the attic was like a penthouse. Yes, it was that awesome. ‘Maybe when he moves out I can snag it’ I thought to myself, giggling. Who was I fooling? In less than a year I would be on my way out, too.
It all started that night, after all the house was asleep -- or so I thought. I was the only one awake watching a movie in my little basement apartment when I heard a strange noise coming from outside my door. It sounded gargled, like someone who was hurt and needed help. I rushed over to my door and opened it to find the hallway empty. The hairs on my arms began to stand on end along with the hairs on the back of my neck. I sensed something was seriously wrong here. There was a faint smell of decay, but I shrugged that off as a basement smell. Plus, the house had been vacant for a few years, so clearly there would be a few dead animals lying about somewhere in the basement. It was just a matter of time before I found them.
As I closed my door and returned to my movie, I saw something in my peripheral vision. I turned my head quickly to see what it was only to see my reflection in the mirror. Except my reflection wasn’t normal -- it was me yet it wasn’t. The girl who looked back at me appeared oddly ghostly which freaked me out. I ran from the mirror and back to the couch where I huddled in the far corner with my knees up to my chest and yanked the blanket up to my chin. There was no way in hell I was about to sleep tonight after what I had just seen.
A few moments later, I told myself that I was clearly overreacting. It was just my imagination and I was clearly overtired. Telling myself that, I took myself off to bed. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Meanwhile in the attic, my older brother was having similar issues only his were not so frightening as mine. What he thought was a dream was actually real. He had awoken to a very gorgeous woman sucking his cock which was now massive in size and hard. He moaned softly. He thought that he was having some kind of sex dream, seeing how he hadn’t had any in quite some time now. He felt her tongue run around his hot hole tasting his sweet warm precum. She licked underneath his shaft. He felt her large, hard nipples lightly caress his thighs as she sucked him off softly, arousing him even more. Her hair was soft and silky, she was in a thin nightgown which showed off all her curves in the moonlight. Slowly he reached down to caress her enormous breasts that swayed and he could feel just how large they were. He could feel the softness and the fullness of her large curvaceous breasts.
She stopped sucking him and crawled up to him where he could see into her face. He could tell in the moonlight that she was a gorgeous woman who looked to be in her twenties. ‘Who was she?’ he wondered. He shook it off, telling himself it was just a dream and not real. Her eyes were light blue and glinted in the moonlight. She lowered her head to softly kiss him with her full, soft lips as he softly squeezed the curves of her enormous breasts through the thin nightgown. Finding her erect nipples, he lightly rubbed them through the thin material of her nightgown. He teased them, smiling at her and she smiled back, enjoying it. Moaning softly, she began to thrust on his hard cock rotating her hips slowly so that he could feel it deep in his bones.
He closed his eyes in ecstasy, enjoying the feel of her hips on his cock rocking back and forth inviting him in. She slowly removed her nightgown to reveal her gorgeous, curvaceous, naked body to him. She guided his cock into her very tight, hot, wet pussy and began to thrust deeply. He joined with her, both of them thrusting together in perfect rhythm. Taking one of her enormous, throbbing nipples into his mouth, he began to suck on it, twirling his tongue around it as she moaned softly and ran her fingers through his dark brown hair. He growled, alternately biting her nipple and tugging on it gently while he thrust harder and deeper into her tight, wet pussy, making her cry out loudly.
Feeling the wetness of her throbbing clit rub up against his massive shaft, he rammed harder and harder, increasing his speed. He ran his thumb on the very tip of her swollen, sore clit, caressing the most sensitive parts of it and sending her body into trembles at the intensity of the sensation from that one little touch alone. When he did it again, she exploded all over his finger from that one flick alone. She came all over his massive hard cock just as he unloaded a massive load deep inside of her womb. Like an erupting volcano shooting out hot lava, he cried out in pure pleasure and ecstasy.
The basement suddenly began to transform around me into a dark and dank cellar, no longer my cute little basement apartment but something else completely -- like something out of some horror movie. Quickly I ran up the stairs to find that they, too, had changed into old creaky stairs covered in cobwebs and dust like the rest of the basement. The smell of decay and rot was strong in the air. ‘I knew something was seriously wrong with this place!’ I thought as I threw the door open to find the house was not what it had seemed earlier, but, like the basement, it all was covered in cobwebs and dust as if no one lived in it. Fear crept up my spine and I stood there taking it all in. To my horror, I looked out the windows to see the house surrounded by an old graveyard with dark figures rising from the graves and heading towards the house. A blood curdling scream escaped my lips and I looked for my family who were all upstairs. I ran to each of their rooms. Finding them empty, I then ran to the attic where my brother should have been. His room was empty as well.
“WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON HERE?! WHERE THE FUCK WAS MY FAMILY?!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, fear paralyzing me.
It was then in my moment of despair that the same woman who had made love to my brother appeared out of nowhere.
“Your family is waiting for you out there,” she said, pointing towards the graveyard outside
“What is going on here?!”
“Do you not remember the house fire that took the lives of you and your family five years ago?” she asked with a look of sorrow in her eyes
Suddenly, it all came flooding back to me. There was a short in the wiring on the night we moved in. We were all asleep when it happened. Unaware of the danger, the fire took us in our sleep. It all came flooding back and I remembered everything. Breaking down in tears and crumpling to the ground, my family appeared around me as they were when they were alive. But now they were ghosts. My body began to become transparent like my family’s.
“Baby girl, we’ve been waiting for you for so long, but you were in denial and couldn’t face the fact that you were dead just like us. We couldn’t force it on you, you had to come to terms with it on your own. We have missed you so much and we’re so glad to have you with us finally,” my mother said with tears in her eyes.
I ran to my mother and hugged her tightly. In tears, I said “Yes, I remember it all now and I have accepted my death. I accept all our deaths. I have never realized that we were the ones who were out of place in that house all this time till now.”
“We knew it was only a matter of time for you to come to terms with your death sweetheart,” my father said, hugging me tightly.
“Hey squirt, meet Holly,” my brother pointed towards the ghostly woman helped me come to terms with my death.
She smiled at me, “Pleasure to meet you, Kamlyn”
I nodded, still in shock over what was going on. ‘I can’t believe that even in death this ass is able to meet a woman,’ I thought. It was just like my brother to meet some hot chick in the ghost world.
As my family and I departed this old house of ours and returned to where we belonged, I thought to myself ‘At least am with my family again. Which was all that really mattered as that was all that I truly needed.’