1. American Gothic


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, First Time, Gothic, Horror, Male/Female, Mind Control, Monster, Murder, Author: BlackRonin, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    Grandmother’s ear, in a language no one else in the world spoke anymore, and then he listened for a voice that was less than a whisper in the wind. Nobody else could have understood whatever was said, but Uncle Einar nodded and reverently laid the ancient bones back in their crypt. “Great, Great, Great Grandmother says: If this man is going to be One Of Us, fate will have to decide.” Everyone began to mutter. Charles sweated. “What does that mean?” Ruthven shrugged. “Well, the good news is you’ll definitely know which one you’re marrying soon.” “IS that good news?” “Your other option is the pie crust. It’s going to come down to which of my nieces has the stronger gift. I suspect that’s Lorelei, which would be bad for you. She doesn’t keep men long.” “What does she do when she’s done with them?” “It takes good soil to grow a garden like that. Not everything she plants in it is a flower or a vine.” Charles gulped. “Devanie is much more compassionate. On the other hand, she’s feeling a little stung by your peccadillo last night. If she gets to have you, could be you wouldn’t last the night.” Charles gulped twice. “Of course, it’s not for me to know what’s in a woman’s heart. Could be you’re here to join the Family for good. Although I’d hold off making arrangements for the next reunion just yet.” A great, black cauldron was rolled in. Charles recognized it; when he looked at his reflection in the surface of its roiling brew he saw three women, two old and one young, looking ...
    quite pleased. Devanie stood on one side of it, cut a lock of her hair, tied it a complicated knot around a stone, and dropped it into the pot. Lorelei did the same. The air between them practically crackled. “You’re not going to get away with it this time, Lorelei. This time it’s my turn.” “Talk is easy, Devanie. Let’s see you prove it.” Both stones disappeared into the brew. Aunt Keziah stirred the pot round and round. Eventually, one stone would float to the surface. Charles leaned over so far that he almost fell in. Devanie grabbed him by one arm, Lorelei by the other. They pulled so hard he thought they really might split him in half. “Something’s coming up!” Aunt Keziah said. A dark shape floated just beneath the surface. “Which is it?” everyone said at once, but it was too early to tell. “You can’t rush these things.” Charles looked at Lorelei. “You wouldn’t really plant me in the garden, would you?” She smirked. He looked at Devanie. “You know I love you, right sugar dumpling? You know I only thought it was a dream.” She raised an eyebrow. Aunt Keziah thrust her hand into the pot, fishing for the floating stone. Both sisters let Charles go and leaned in close. Aunt Keziah grabbed something, pulled it out, and unclenched her fingers one by one… Charles would be the first to admit that he was not a brave man. If pressed, he’d also concede that he wasn’t particularly smart. So if anything had gotten him to where he was in life (other than just being handsome, which he’d ...
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