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The Haunted Bells - Part 6 of 8

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[i]Part six of eight. If you haven't read the previous stories, please do so now for this to make sense.[/i]Part 1"So what do you think Jim is up to this time?" Pete asked his friend as they walked across the parking lot."No telling." Kevin replied. "He sounded spooked though, that's for sure. There he is, back in the corner. Hey Jim!"Pointing at the broken tail light Pete asked "What'd you hit dude?""Not what did I hit," Jim replied solemnly, "what hit me." Jim opened the trunk of his damaged vehicle. When he did, Pete and Kevin recoiled from the stench that rolled out at them."Whoa! Shit!""Fuck!" said Kevin. "What the hell is that?" A large thing was lying in the trunk, it's flesh rapidly deteriorating. "Hell if I know. All I know is it followed me home from the old graveyard.""The graveyard?" said Pete and Kevin in unison. "By the old church?" Pete added."Yeah. Came bursting through the window of the apartment. Fortunately I had just enough warning to grab my shotgun. Took four blasts from 00 buck to kill it. ""Geezus.""No shit. I got gunk all over the carpet and piss stains on my couch.""Piss on your couch?" asked Pete."Yeah, Krystyna and I were on the couch fooling around and when that thing burst in she... well she kinda lost it."Pete and Kevin tried to suppress a giggle, but not very successfully. "Sure, laugh it up." Jim said, slamming the trunk. "All I know is there's some weird shit going on there, and somethings gotta be done.""No shit." Kevin replied. "Pete and I have both seen some stuff out there ourselves."Pete looked thoughtful. "I may know someone who can shed some light on this. There's a reporter who works for the paper who is always investigating this weird stuff. Hang on, I'll call him now and give him our stories."He pulled out his cell phone and stepped away, while Jim and Kevin talked about the damage to the car. A minute later he returned. "Tim says he's been looking into this for a bit now. We're to get everyone together at Joe's Bar this Friday." "Cool." Part 2Pam and Jeannie were walking up to Sue's apartment. Outside they saw Clarisse, pounding at the door. The girls greeted each other warmly. "So," asked Pam, "what are you doing here?""Probably same as you, checking on Sue. She hasn't been at work in a couple of days. I can hear her in there but she's not answering.""Hang on." Jeannie said, going to a flower pot. "I know where she hides her spare key."The trio let themselves in. Sue's apartment was dark and dusty, as if no one had been there in years. "Sue? You here?" Pam yelled out."This is kinda creepy." Jeannie said.Clarisse moved towards the bedroom door. "Come on, lets check back here."The three stopped in the door way, shocked at what they saw. Roses filled the room, surrounding Sue's king sized bed. On top of the white silk sheets laid Sue, naked. Her legs spread, a large dildo was pumping in and out. "Sue!" Clarisse exclaimed. "What have you been doing?" As the girls walked into the room Sue moaned."I can't stop." Sue groaned. "Please, help me, help me cum."The trio sat on the bed, surrounding her. "What do you need?" Clarisse asked gently. Sue reached up and grabbed one of Clarisse's big tits. "I need to cum really bad. Please help me cum!"Clarisse glanced up at the other two girls. "What do we do?"Jeannie stood up, and started taking off her clothes. "We help her cum." Kicking off the last of her clothing, she climbed onto the bed beside Sue. "C'mon you two, help me."Pam stood, and quickly put her clothes on the floor beside Jeannies. As Jeannie was sucking on Sue's tits, Pam moved between her legs and began lapping at Sue's wet pussy.Clarisse watched, transfixed. She had never fooled around with another woman before, although she had fantasized about it. Incredibly turned on by the scene in front of her, she felt her crotch getting wet. As if in a daze, she stood, and began removing her garments. Once she was naked she slid in to the bed opposite Jeannie. Cautiously, she leaned in and took one of Sue's perky nipples in her mouth. She felt something, and looked down. Pam's hand was between her legs, fingering her wet pussy. Hands roamed as the girls explored each others bodies. Pam moved up, sliding the other end of the big dildo in her pussy and began fucking Sue with it. Jeannie and Clarisse moved tight to them, kissing. Four pairs of tits squashed together as their bodies gyrated together. Sue suddenly screamed, arched her back and shuddered in a violent climax. Pam also came, her clit grinding against Sues. When they stopped shaking Pam moaned, then rolled off into Clarisse's arms. "More." Sue moaned. "I need more.""More?" Pam exclaimed breathlessly."Now what?" Clarisse asked."I have an idea." Jeannie started rearranging them into a square, the face of one girl in the pussy of the next. Clarisse began licking Pam's pussy. Pam in turn was eating Jeannie, who was eating Sue. Sue's tongue was buried in Clarisse's cunt. Slurping moans filled the air as the girls at each other to orgasm after orgasm. Part 3Tim had spent a fascinating week. He had started in the morgue of the very newspaper he worked at, pouring over ancient articles. He discovered that many of the articles he was interested in had been clipped from the old papers, a definite no-no. Fortunately the offenders had overlooked the microfiche backups. His investigation next led to town hall, where he dug through old books in the musty basement. Tax records, deeds, marriage certificates, death records, nothing escaped his scrutiny. Next he swung by the old warehouse where the bells were stored. Tim wanted to assure himself they were still there. Nobody was at the warehouse, so he let himself in through an open window. Sure enough they were right where he'd last seen them, only dustier. He took a closer look, not sure what he was hunting for. He felt, rather than saw it. Very light carvings on the surface of the bell. Taking several sheets of paper and some coal he found in the old stove he made a rubbing. His next stop was at the library, reading over the town archives. He spent hours pouring over town historical records, photos, and magazine accounts. When Tim finally left the library the sun was setting. A cool, late October breeze was kicking the leaves around chilling him. As he drove away, he knew he had one more stop he had to make before the night was out.Part 4Hope was sitting in rear of her security van, tucked quietly away in a corner of the old graveyard. The middle seat had been removed sometime back, to give her lots of room. Her pants were down around her ankles and her shirt was open, as was her front clasping bra. One hand was tweaking her nipples while the other fingered her shaved pussy. Hope was fingering herself to her third orgasm of the evening when she saw the light. "Damn." she thought. "And I was so close." She saw the flashlight bobbing among the stones, moving deeper into the yard. Deciding to go ahead and finish, she moved her finger rapidly over her puffy clit. Her moans were stifled by her breast, which she was sucking. Moments later her legs clamped around her hand as she enjoyed another climax. Licking her fingers clean, she giggled. "Mmm. Finger licking good."She got dressed, then quietly slipped out of her vehicle. Creeping through the tombstones, Hope followed the light. As she got closer she was surprised to see a solitary male, clearly looking for some specific item. She'd seen couples here, but this was the first solo. He stopped in front of a large above ground tomb. Four columns rose majestically at the corners. Satisfied, he moved to the door and began working on the lock. Hope suddenly realized she knew him! Stepping up she boldly said "Tim?"Tim jumped out of his skin, dropping his flashlight. "SHIT!" he yelled. Squinting he asked "Whose there?"Hope giggled. "It's me, Hope. The security guard at the paper. I've seen you there at night." Tim thought for a moment then the memories clicked into place. "Oh, whew. I'm glad it's someone I know." He picked up his light, turned, and went back to work trying to open the door. "Hey, stop that. You can't do that." Hope moved up beside him. "What do you think you are doing?""I have to get in here. If what I suspect is true, there's some real important paperwork in here. Documents that could save some lives.""But... I mean, I'm not supposed to...""Please?" He pleaded, looking into her eyes. He took her hands. "It's real important."She sighed. "Damn. You are gonna get me fired. OK. But lets make it quick." Together they worked on the lock, and in a few minutes they had it open. Pulling with all their might they pulled the metal gate open, it groaning in protest the whole time. The inner door was rusty, but not locked. Some spray on lube from Tim's backpack soon loosened it enough to get in. Cautiously, the pair stepped inside. The crypt was surprisingly roomy, a single coffin sat on a shelf on the far side of the room. Hope clung to Tim's arm. "Let's hurry." she whispered. "This is creeping me out." The walls were bare except for two alcoves, one on each side wall. Each held a candle. Tim's lighter got them going, eerily illuminating the tomb. "Here, help me." he said, approaching the coffin. "We need to get this open.""Are you nuts???""It's gotta be in here. There's no where else it could be.""What's gotta be here?""His diary.""Whose diary?""Ezikiah Goodfellow. He used to be the pastor here."Hope got really confused. "When? Had to be a long time ago. What's going on.""Not now." Tim said. He slipped a pry bar under the lip of the coffin and pried. It popped open stirring dust everywhere. The two of them pushed it open. Inside, a body in old fashioned garb lied in state. Tim let out a low whistle. "This is amazing.""What?" "Look at him.""Yeah, he's dead.""Hope, he's been dead. For 150 years. He should be nothing but dust, maybe a few bones. He looks like he died yesterday.""C'mon." She was gripping his arm tight. "This is too weird. Let's go.""In a minute." Tim cautiously reached in, picking up a dusty book. "Is that it?""Yes." He replied, dropping it into his backpack. "Then can we go now. Puh-leeze?" Hope glanced around, very nervous. Tim nodded, closed the coffin, and blew out the lights. When the stepped outside it was like a different world. The clouds were thick, obscuring a previously cloudless night. The wind was whipping violently, and the smell of rain was thick in the air. "It's about to pour!" Tim had to shout to be heard above the wind. "Let's get out of here!" The pair ran across the yard dodging tombstones and limbs. Leaves swirled around them, and they had to dodge the occasional falling limb. As they got close to the back the first drops of cold, heavy rain fell on them."This way!" Hope screamed. "My vans right over here." The two dashed for her vehicle. They climbed in the back, dripping wet. The rain pelted the van, and their warm bodies quickly fogged up the windows. "Damn. I'm soaked.""Me too. We'll dry out soon enough. Looks like we better stay put a few minutes, until it passes.""OK by me. I'd be here anyway. I sure hope you got what you were looking for.""I did. Thanks. I really mean it. You took a risk, helping me.""Well... I have to admit... I've always thought you were kinda cute... and well..."Tim smiled. "Thanks. I guess if we are admitting, I've had a few interesting thoughts about you too.""Really?!" Hope beamed. "I kinda hoped but..." she paused when Tim got a funny look on his face. "What's wrong?"Tim was looking around, then suddenly reached under him. He pulled something out and extended his hand. In it was her big, pink vibrator, buzzing away. "Oh my gosh!" Sue cringed, burying her face in her hands. Tim giggled. "This belongs to you I take it?"Hope nodded. "Yeah." She was blushing. "It's just, well a girl gets lonely out here and... well...""Hey, don't be embarrassed. Nothing wrong with it. Hell, I masturbate a couple times a day.""Really? Whew. I guess I don't feel so weird then."Tim handed her the shaking pink toy. "You know... we are kind of alone. And I have to admit, I wouldn't mind seeing you use that."Hope got a big grin. Nodding she said "OK. But I want a show too. Fair is fair." Not waiting for his agreement, she kicked off her shoes and slid her pants down and off. While she unbuttoned her shirt he was removing his. By the time her bra was open and her big tits exposed, she saw his pants were off. Tim's cock was hard, long and thin poking out a nice eight and a half inches. For a skinny dude he had a nice tool!Hope slid to the floor, leaning back against the seat and spreading her legs wide. Tim moved so he was sitting on the floor in front of her, on his knees. She took the vibrator and held it to her clitty. "Ummm" she groaned. She spread her lips wide, giving him a nice view. "Nice." he commented, watching as the wet juices of her pussy gleamed in the dim dome light of the van. She slid the buzzing fake cock inside her, letting out a squeal. Deep inside her, she leaned forward so the floor held the toy inside her cunt. Rotating her hips, Hope began moaning. She picked up her tits, taking each to her mouth in turn. Glancing up, she saw Tim rapidly stroking his stiff meat. "You have a very nice cock." she told him."Thanks." he grunted. "I love your body. Great tits!" She picked up one, as if offering to him. "Care for a taste?" Tim leaned in and eagerly sucked her perky nipple into his mouth. She held his head tight while rotating her hips rapidly. "Oh yes, don't stop sucking I'm gonna cum oh yes... FUCK" she squealed, cumming hard. Her pussy gushed, releasing a huge load of juice all over her thighs and the floor. Releasing Tim, she fell back against the seat. Tim looked at her reclined body. "Damn that was hot." he told her, still stroking his dick. "You are so sexy, I'm ready to shoot!""Oh baby yes." She spread her cunt lips wide for him. When she leaned back the vibe had slipped out. Her fingers held her pussy wide open. "Stroke your cock. Shoot your hot load right on my pussy. Right here." Her middle finger slowly stroked her clit while her other fingers held her wide open. Tim moved up, positioning his cock near her pussy. "OH yes! Oh I'm gonna cum!" "Shoot it baby shoot your cum!" The first blast erupted from his cock, landing right on her open cunt. "Oh yes!" she squealed in delight. "Spunk all over my cunt! Cum all over my pussy! Do it!" Tim pumped, causing wave after wave of hot semen to land on her pussy. As his body stopped quivering, he shook the last few drops off on to her hungry twat."Oh yeah baby." Hope began rubbing his cum into her pussy. She swirled her hand all over, rubbing his spunk into her open vagina. Moving with expert practice, her fingers soon rubbed her to another cum. "Ummm." she said, moving her wet fingers to her mouth. "Love that taste.""Me too." Tim said, picking her up by the ass and lifting her to the van seat. He moved between her legs and dove in, ramming his face right up her pussy. His tongue moved hungrily over her cunt, lapping it all up. Hope was going crazy as Tim's tongue brought her orgasm after orgasm. Her screams echoed inside the small van, turning them both on even more. Finally she could take no more. Pushing his head back she took a deep breath and uttered "whoa sailor! Time out."He sat back, grinning, as she fell back against the seat. "Wow! That is one talented tongue!""Thanks. I like to keep in practice."Hope noticed his penis had grown hard again. She slipped off the seat, and motioned for him to take her place. As he sat she leaned in and said "Well bucko, I guess I'll just have to show you that you're not the only person in the van with a talented tongue!"Leaning in, she practically inhaled his penis. Hope's tongue went wild, swirling all over his stiff meat. She spent the next twenty minutes giving his crotch a tongue bath, licking and sucking on each testicle gently, then gobbling up his slick prick with rough motions. "OH FUCK! I'm gonna blow!" he warned.Hope moved, wrapping her ample tits around his cock. Her tongue flicked over the end of his penis when he shuddered, then began cum. Hot ropes of cum landed on Hope's face, tongue, and tits. His body was wracked with pleasure / pain as she kept sucking his cock even as he was cumming. He tried pulling her off, but she would not be deterred. Finally he gave one last violent shudder and shot an extra forceful load into her mouth.She stopped for a second, to let him stop shaking, then gently licked up the cum from his crotch. Leaning back, she got a wicked smile on her face. "NOW will you tell me what this is about?"Tim shook his head. "Not yet. Friday. Joe's Bar, down the road. 8 pm." "It's a date, stud puppy!"To be continued....

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