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The Haunted Bells - Part 2 of 8

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: PlumpLvr Posted on: 22 Sep 2003 1 comments
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[i]The second installment.[/i]"Poppycock!" Kevin snorted in derision at hearing the tale Jeannie was telling him. They both worked second shift at the paper, and Jeannie's car refused to start. Kevin offered to give her a ride home this foggy October night. Even he would admit his motives were not entirely altruistic. He and Jeannie had fooled around a few times, and he was hoping she might invite him up for a "drink". Now, though, she was telling him this crazy tale of how her friend Sue had gotten laid by a ghost in the old graveyard on the edge of town. "Pure poppycock.""Hey, you didn't hear Sue on the phone. She was terrified!""Look, there's no such things as ghosts.""So wise guy, how do YOU explain it??""Well, obviously some pervert fooled her into having sex." he said."Oh sure, perverts hang around graveyards all the time waiting to pick up girls!""Well, I guess he could have followed her in, ran around and been waiting or something." he said, rather lamely."And the name? I guess that was a coincidence?""Nah, he probably read it off the tombstones, and gave it rather than his real name. I know if I hung around in a lot of graveyards I sure wouldn't be giving my real name out.""OK then, what about the bells then? She heard the church bells ring.""So?""So? My Uncle Stew was on crew that pulled the bells down back in the 70's when they condemned the building." Jeannie retorted."Hun, your Uncle Stew drank a lot. He could have easily mixed up that church with a dozen others. Besides, sound really carries at night, she could easily have heard one of the downtown churches.""Humph." Jeannie crossed her arms, and became sullen. Kevin could tell his chances for that "drink" were rapidly slipping away."OK, there's one way to solve this." Kevin broke hard, and took a sharp left at the next intersection."Hey! Where are you going?" his passenger inquired."Where else? To the old church.""Now? It's the middle of the night! ""What better time to find ghosts?" he grinned. "Besides the moon's coming up, between that and my flashlight we'll have plenty of light." Jeannie gave him a nervous look, but sat silent. It took the couple about ten minutes to get to the church. "Ready?" Kevin asked as he shut off the engine. "I dunno. Looks pretty creepy." Indeed, Jeannie was right. The low angle of the moon cast long, eerie shadows. A light breeze carried the sounds of creaking cemetery gates. "Cluck cluck cluck." Kevin ribbed. "Chicken?"Jeannie steeled herself and gave him a dirty look. "'Cmon buster." Kevin shined his flashlight on the steeple. The old cross and about 3 foot of the steeple had fallen off years ago, probably in some storm. "I can't tell from here if the bells are there are not. Let's go in, maybe we can find a way up." Jeannie gulped hard, but followed.The pair walked up the steps to the huge front doors of the old gothic church. Several faded pieces of paper were stapled to the door, reminding the visitor that this building had been abandoned and was condemned. A half torn "Keep Out" sign hung from it's upper right corner on the door frame. Thick chains were wrapped around door handles, and several large boards were nailed across the entryway."Well, that's it. Can't get in, guess we'll have to go." Jeannie turned and started to head down the stairs."Not so fast toots. You're not getting out of it that easy." Kevin took her hand and guided her around the side of the old building. "There's gotta be a side entrance, or a broken window." Indeed, many of the old stain glass windows were broken, their lead frames giving a glimpse of what it's former glory had been. At the rear of the building they found a small door, half off it's hinges. Kevin wiggled it around and soon had it ajar. "C'mon."The pair went down a dark hallway. Kevin's light shone around the dirty, musky interior. They passed a door that lead into an old kitchen, but kept moving forward. Creaky stairs led up to another door, that opened noisily. The couple stepped into the old sanctuary. "Wow." was all Kevin could say.Moonlight shone through the broken windows on the graveyard side. It cast weird shadows inside, but did a good job otherwise of illuminating the old building. Pews still filled the hall, but many were overturned and a few broken. Thick layers of dust and grime covered the old wood floors. On the alter the pulpit was missing, it's outline visible on the floor. Behind it, badly faded murals covered the rear wall. "This place is so cool!" "Cool?" Jeannie asked in astonishment. "Creepy is more like it. I don't like this place.""Hey, didn't you ever see Scooby Doo as a kid? This is neat. Hey, look at that door towards the front. I think I see some stairs." He drug her by the hand towards the front. "Yup, I'll bet that leads to the bell loft.""Think it's safe?"Kevin tested the treads with his feet. "Seems solid enough. They really built these old buildings to last. I'm sure it's OK, but we'll go slow."As they ascended upward, they noticed a white goo covering the stairs. It became thicker the closer they got to the top. "Ewww, what is this stuff?" Jeannie asked. "It's all icky and slimy.""Dunno, guess it's just old paint or something.""Wait!""What?""What was that? I heard something.""Your imaginations working overtime Hun. I don't hear anything. Keep going." They soon reached the top landing. Moonlight streamed through broken boards, illuminating the last bit of stairs that led up to the trap door. "That must be the opening to the belfry. Here, hold the light."While Kevin took an old board and tried pushing open the trap door, Jeannie looked around nervously. She could swear she heard scratching noises, and felt as if a million eyes were upon her. The room became brighter, as Kevin pushed open the door. It fell over with a noisy crash. As it did so, hundreds of dark winged shapes suddenly engulfed the pair. Jeannie buried her face in Kevin's chest, screaming in terror! "Baby, baby, calm down. Pigeons. We just scared a bunch of pigeons." He patted her soft form reassuringly, enjoying the close contact."Pigeons? Really?""Uh-huh.""Damn you!" she yelled, hitting him in the chest. "What?""I think I peed in my pants. Hey, that's not funny. Stop laughing!" Jeannie reached out and pinched one of his nipples through his shirt."Ow ha ha baby, I'm sorry. Really. (hee hee).""I don't like this place. I wanna go.""Hey, we've come this far, let's go on up. We're so close, let's not turn back now. Besides, I'll bet the view is great.""Well... OK." she agreed a bit sullenly. The couple moved up to the roof, and and Jeannie had to admit Kevin was right; the view was spectacular. "Hey, I was right!""About what?" he asked.Jeannie pointed upward, to the empty belfry roof. "No bells!""Huh. Well, like I said, sound carries at night. They could have come from somewhere else. Hey, get a load of this view. Look over here, you can see the whole cemetery. I think I can make out Sue's apartment complex, there in the distance.""Hey! What's that!" she asked, in a whispered tone."What's what?""Down there. In the graveyard. Those shapes, moving around." Kevin looked down, and saw glimmering, ill defined shapes moving around and through the grave markers. "Ghosts!""Nah. It's probably just the moonlight off the fog." Kevin didn't sound too sure of himself though."I've never seen fog like that! I don't like this place. Can we please leave now?""Yeah, I guess so." Kevin was getting a bit uneasy himself. They reached the bottom of the stairs without incident. As they got to the middle of the hall, Kevin grabbed her arm and twirled her around. He grabbed her, kissing Jeannie deeply. She kissed back, slipping him a lot of tongue. Encouraged, he reached around and began playing with her shapely ass."Hey tiger, what ARE you doing?" "I dunno, haven't you ever wanted to make it in a church?""Here? Now? This place is filthy! Besides, what if the cops show up?""No one has bothered us so far. Besides, we'll hear 'em coming from way off." While he was sweet talking her, he had one hand on her ass, the other was on her wet crotch. His lips began kissing her neck, hitting the spot that made her melt. Lost in lust, Jeannie let her better judgement fall to her desire. She wanted his eight inches inside her, and didn't want to wait any longer. She nodded, and whispered "take me baby."Kevin began kissing his way down her front. As he undid each button on her blouse, he kissed her newly revealed skin. Soon her shirt fell to the floor, quickly joined by her bra. He took his time, sucking each of her perky nipples. Each breast wet with his saliva, he continued down her belly, to her jeans. She undid the top and started to undo the zipper when he pushed her hands away. Grinning, he took the hasp in his teeth and pulled it down. As he looked up at her, the moonlight made the saliva on her breasts glow in a sexy, but eerie way.While he pulled off Jeannie's pants, she clawed at his shirt pulling it off. He placed his shirt on the front pew, and guided her onto it. Kneeling between her legs, his face dove into her dark pubic hair. While his tongue danced across her stiff clit, his fingers explored her moist recesses. She gasped, pinching her nipples hard and holding his face against her. Waves of delight rippled through her as he expertly ate her pussy. After drenching his face with her third cum, she grabbed Kevin's hair and pulled him away from her vagina. She kissed him, then ordered him to stand. Jeannie pulled his pants down, freeing his erect penis. Leaning forward she engulfed it with one swoop, taking it all the way in. "Oh baby!" he moaned with delight. She treated his cock like a lollipop, licking up one side and down the other. She paused at the tip, to flick her tongue lightly over his hole before moving to his balls. She gently kissed, then sucked each of his big testicles. Moving back to the tip, she began rapidly sucking and stroking his dick. She soaked it with her saliva, making it shine in the dim light. "Oh baby you're gonna make it cum if you keep that up!""Oh, it's gonna cum alright, but not yet." She whirled around, placing her knees on the seat, and bent over the back. "My cunt needs a good fucking!" Kevin moved behind her, and easily slid his throbbing manhood into her wet pussy. Leaning on her right elbow allowed her right hand to pinch her nipples. With her other hand she massaged her clit. With each stroke he plunged deep into her belly. "Fuck Kev, if you go any deeper I'm gonna be giving you a blowjob from the other end! Oh shit your cock feels so good!" she squealed. He picked up the pace, slamming his prick even deeper into her cunt. Fire spread through her loins, as a massive orgasm rippled through her. Cum gushed out of her pussy, soaking Kevin's crotch. "Oh Jeannie oh fuck I'm gonna cum!" She whirled around, sitting on the bench again. Grabbing his cock, she began pumping it furiously pointing it at her face and tits. He shuddered, then gobs of cum began flying out his wet cock. Wave after wave of hot jism splattered onto Jeannie, coating her face and jiggling tits. She even managed to get some of it to land on her tongue, and greedily gobbled it up. She bent forward, sucking the remainder out of his cock. She could also taste her own cum, so much of it did she leave on him. They stared at each other in silence, he enjoying the look of his cum coated woman, she enjoying the site of her satisfied man. Suddenly, a chill went through both of them. They distinctly, and loudly heard the nonexistent church bells above them begin to strike the midnight hour! They were rooted to the spot, but only for a moment. As the ringing continued, a wailing, moaning noise began to accompany the bells. Terrified, they grabbed what clothes they could and bolted for the door, Kevin pulling Jeannie all the way. They fled through the yard, and into the car still half naked. The wailing seem to be following them the whole way. Kevin started the car, and peeled out leaving a wake of gravel and dust behind them. "What the hell was that?" Jeannie asked, trying to get dressed. She was finding it difficult though, since she'd left behind her panties, shirt, and one shoe. "I don't know." Kevin said, realizing his shirt was gone. "And I don't think I want to."Jeannie looked behind them, at the old church receding in the distance. She could swear she saw a shimmering figure in the belfry, watching them drive away. To be continued...