Horror Stories to Scare You Stiff

by Buck LaCrosse

  A collection of short stories to fill your nightmares with wet dreams.

  By

  Buck Lacrosse

  I would like to thank you for purchasing this collection of short stories. I hope they tickle your fancy. Please be on the lookout for my other books.

  The Pirate’s Wench.

  And coming soon

  The Gold Dust Trail.

  A very grown up western.

  Text Copyright© Buck LaCrosse

  All Rights Reserved

  I Need You.

  “I need you.” That is what she said as she pulled at my belt. I could not believe my luck. Here was the most drop dead beautiful red head down on her knees on the wet bricks in front of me, pawing at my zipper like a drowning person looking for a life line. My cock popped free hitting her on the nose as she pulled my pants to my knees. I closed my eyes as her ruby red lips sucked my manhood into her warm wet mouth. Holding onto my hips she drove herself onto my swelling cock. Pushing me deeper and deeper into her throat. I felt my cocks mushroom head slip past her voice box. I could hear the sucking sound as she pulled herself back off and on as she fucked her own throat with my cock. I did not last long before I was shooting my load of cum down her throat. I stood there with my back leaning against the dirty red brick wall in the alley behind the Bijou Theater my pants still around my ankles when this beauty red hair woman just stood up licking her lip as she thanked me. She walked off on wobbly legs like she was not use to the 4 inch heels she was wearing.

  “ You are a lier Jacob Douglas. There is no woman in this one dog town that would suck your tiny cock anywhere. Let alone behind the theater.” Edger punched me in my arm to prove his point.

  Rubbing my arm I looked Edger in the eye. “ I will prove it to you. We will go and find this drop dead woman. I am sure she would be into some tag team action.” Edger lifted his beer up for a toast. I held mine out also. Driving down the main street I looked out my window on my green pickup. Edgar looked out his side. We must have drove up and down every street before I spotted her red dress in the glow of my head lights. She was still wobbling on her heels. The red mini dress just covered her ass as she walk down the side of the road.

  “ See I told you we would find her.”

  “If that is her then I dare you to give her a ride.” Edgar answered back.

  I rolled down my window as I rolled up next to the beauty redhead. “ Hi beauty.” I said out the window. “ Could I give you a ride some place?”

  “Yes, I need you” She said. I hit the brakes. Edger spilled his beer. I put the truck in park as I opened my door and stepped out. She stood there in the door of my truck just looking in a Edger. “Do you need help getting in?” I asked

  “Yes I need you both.” She said.

  “Just don’t set there like a bump, Edger give the lady a hand.” I yelled in at Edger. He was just sitting there holding his beer as if it was a life preserve. Edger reached across the bench seat and took a hold of the red heads hand. Pulling he got her to move. She climbed into the seat on her hands and knees. Giving me a great view of her ass and the white thong panties she was wearing as I stood waiting for her to get in the truck. As soon as there was room I jumped up into the driver's seat and hooked the truck into gear. We had been stopped long enough. Her head was resting in Edger’s lap as I pulled back onto the road.

  “ I need you” was all she said as she started to pull Edger’s belt loose.

  “ Jacob I am sorry I called you a liar.” Edgar said

  The heard the wet sounds as she sucked on his cock. All I heard out of Edger was his incessant call out to God. Like God has the guy getting him laid.

  I tried to keep my eyes on the road as she sucked Edger’s cock right next to me. And with her tiny ass right there next to my ear waiting for me to bite it. I just hoped we did not get stopped by the cops before I drove us out to the hunting cabin I built with my Dad last deer season. Dad thought we were building it for hunting season I knew it would get a lot more use then that.

  Pulling off onto the forestry road I pulled over I just had to have a taste of that pussy I had been smelling all the way from town. Pulling the strap of wet white cloth off to the side I slipped my index finger into her dripping wet pussy. I could feel the smooth wet walls pull on my finger. She hugged my finger tight inside her box. I soon added the next one as I heard her moan around Edger’s cock.

  Pumping my fingers deep inside her dripping box I hooked the truck back into gear. The cabin was just up the road aways. I could drive with my knees if needed. With my right hand on the steering wheel I fucked her with my left hand. I loved the sounds she made as the rough road drove my fingers deeper into her.

  As the head light shined on the cabin door I pulled my dripping fingers for her body. I held them under my nose as I opened the door. She smelled like heaven. Running to open the cabin door I left Edger in her hands so to speak. I wanted to get the gas lights lite before I pulled her off Edger’s cock and carried her inside.

  By the time I got back outside I saw Edger had her outside of my truck bent over holding onto the bumper as he plowed her from behind.” You have better not blew a nut inside her yet, I am looking forward to eating my fill of that sweet little pussy.” I yelled

  Edger held his thumb up. “ No trouble there bro. She has already sucked my balls dry. I am just fucking her because I think she sucked the skin off my dick. And it feels so Goddamn good.”

  “Let's get her into the cabin. I have waited long enough.”

  Edger pulled his cock out of her pussy with a loud pop. I had to laugh. “ Is she that tight?” I asked.

  “ You are not going to believe it bro. But she is.”

  Edger started walking to the front door of the cabin. She followed his cock like a puppy dog after a stick. I walked behind her watching the swing of her bare ass. Some place she had lose her white thong panties after I left the truck.

  The small cabin was just one room. A small sink set under the window, the cook stove and counter set next to it. A queen size bed up against the rear wall. And a small table set in the center of the room to eat on. Hanging above the table was a gas light, the only light in the room. It cast dark shadows in the far corners of the room.

  “Let's place her on the table so I can eat her box.” I told Edger as we lifted her body up. The table was just the right size her head hung off the end Edger was on and her ass just had room to set on my end. Picking her feet up and placing them on the edge of the table I had her spread wide open. I looked at her rosy lips of her puffy pussy. Watching as her juices dripped out of her inner core to land on the edge of the wooden table. I set down in the chair. “ Dinner is served.” I said as I leaned forward to lick her dripping slit. She was as sweet as honey. I licked her from bottom to top wanting to get every drop slide down my throat. I felt her bounce back into my face as I drilled my tongue deep inside her warm channel. Lifting my head up from between her widespread legs I looked over her flat belly at Edger. He was holding the back of her head in his hands supporting her neck as he pounded his cock deep into her throat. Fucking her mouth as if was her pussy. Loud screams of pleasure escaped from her lips around Edger’s cock. I dropped back down between her widespread legs. My tongue lapping away at her honey hole. Sucking her cream off her pink lips. My hand reached under the table adjusting my hard cock in my jeans. It was in need of more room as it grew to its full length.

  Setting back in my chair with her juices dripping down my face I reached out and ran my fingers over her slick pussy. Sticking my index finger inside her heated hole I pumped it in and out. Listening to the wet sucking sounds as I fingered her. I added more fingers as she grow accustom to my invas
ion as I finger banged her cunt. I soon had all four of my finger buried up to my thumb inside her. As I banged away her juices running down my hand lubing it up. I tucked my thumb into the my palm of my hand pointing my whole hand at her core I pushed. I felt her muscle relax under the onslaught of my assault on her body. Her pussy opened and sucked my hand inside her body. I could not belive how it looked to see my wrist sticking out of her pussy knowing I had my whole hand buried inside her dripping wet pussy. Pumping her cunt with my whole fist I watched as her cum squirted up my arm. Dripping onto the floor.

  “Edger what do you think of double drilling this slut?” I asked as I pulled my dripping wet hand from her cunt.

  “Sound good to me.”

  “Good.” I said as I pushed back my chair. I walked over to the bed. Dropping my jeans as I went. “ You can help her over to the bed. I will fuck her pussy and you my friend can fuck her tiny little ass at the same time.” I laid in the center of the queen size bed my hard cock pointed at the ceiling.

  Edger carried our unconscious slut over to the bed. I help him as he set her limp body straddle me. My cock slide into her pussy as she came to rest on my chest. I could not believe how tight she felt around my cock after the treatment I had just dished out. I flexed my stomach muscles as I fucked my cock in and out of her. Slowly feeling her cunt milk my cock. I felt the bed move under Edgers weight as he climbed onto bed. Working himself into position I felt her pussy tighten around my cock as Edger’s cock intered her asshole. There was no need for any more lube. Her juices had her slick as oil spill on the highway. Feeling Edger push his way inside her through the thin strip of skin that keep us apart caused my cock to swell in girth.

  I started fucking her pussy from below as Edger pounded her ass. I could tell it would not be much longer as I felt her body warm between us. The end was growing near.

  Edger screamed out as the suction on his cock grow to the point of pain.” What the fuck!.” Edger yelled out as he felt his life being sucked out the end of his cock.

  I held onto the glowing body of my slut from space as she feed on Edger. Sucking his bodily fluids from his cock. Draining him down to an empty flask of skin. Kissing her as she slurped the last of Edger’s insides out the end of his cock I felt the power of our union. My seed flowed out the end of my cock with the speed and pressure of a fire hose. Flooding her to overflowing. She kissed me back as she reached behind her to pull the empty husk that had been Edger from her ass. “I need you.” was all she said.

  The Halloween Party.

  I was born on all hallows eve. So you can understand my addiction to halloween parties. The whole idea of dressing up in some kind of kinky costume always makes me hot and wet. The sluttier the better. So it was no wonder that I searched the internet to find the wildest party of the year. Jack my boyfriend at the time was not into the whole scene. But the promise of wild sex changed his mind into seeing things my way.

  This year halloween was on a Friday night as I had the whole work week to plan and design my Queen of Darkness outfit. It started as a long black silk evening gown that hugged my body in all the right places. I sewed the neckline so it plunged to my pierced navel showing off the soft curves of my full tits.Slitting both sides of the long dress up to my hips. A full black cap with a blood red lining and a high collar completed my outfit. I modeled it in the full length mirror in my bedroom to see if I had nailed it or not. By the way Jack keep looking at me I could see I hit right on the head.

  Friday at work I kept daydreaming about how I would fit my makeup and hair. Five o'clock could not come fast enough. Stopping off at the costume shop to pick up the last minute accessories I need to push my look over the top. I thought about what to wear under my dress. What lingerie to wear or may be just go without. The anticipation was getting to me as I sat stopped in rush hour traffic. I could fill my pussy growing tingly as my mind drifted off to what could happen tonight at the party. Hiking my work shirt up over my hips as I sat in traffic next to a family of five in the car next to me.I just had to rub my clit. Just a little. It throbbed inside my thong panties as I wiggled in the seat. I could not make it home to my big blue toy.

  I did not see that traffic had started to move again until the jerk behind me laid on his horn. Jerking me back to reality. I pulled my damp cream covered fingers out of my panties and pull the car back into drive. Jumping ahead I was soon on my way home. As I got into the flow of traffic on the I-5 I slid my left hand back down the front of my panties.

  The party was not due to start until nine, so I had plenty of time to get ready after I got home. Laid out on the bed was my costume and the bag from the costume shop I picked up on the way home. I could not wait for Jack to see how hot I was going to look tonight.

  Jumping into the shower I spent extra time getting ready. I shaved my pussy bare just like Jack has been asking me to. I felt my excitement building as I thought about how he would be surprised later tonight when I sat on his face. Standing in front of the full length mirror I started to apply the gray makeup I had picked up to give me the walking dead look I wanted to go with my outfit. I did my face first making sure to cover my ears and neck. Working it into my hairline I could see I was getting the look I had dreamed about. But then I started to move down my chest I came to. I was going to have to cover most of my front because on the deep neckline of my outfit. I got a little carried away because before I was done I had covered my whole body. Down over my newly shaved bare pussy and my ass. I looked like a real undead slut. I could not help myself after I applied the deep red lipstick to my lips the look was so stunning against the death pallor of my skin. I had to put some on my nipples and the lips of my pussy. I could not believe how undead slutty I looked. Looking at the clock I saw I that Jack would soon be home. I slipped the dress over my head. Put on the red garter belt and black stocking. I placed my foot on the edge of the bed as I placed my left foot into the stiletto heel red shoes I had bought special.

  I heard Jack walk into the bedroom behind me as I pulled the last strap tight around my ankle. “You had better hurry, we are running late.” I called out as Jack stood there just looking at my ass. I knew the black slik would flow over my body like a coating of black paint. Walking over to him I reached down and squeezed his cock through his dress pants as I kissed him. “We are running late Lover.” I said once more.

  As Jack took a quick shower as I finished dressing. Put the cape over my shoulders. Hooking the front together at my neck with an antique brooch I had picked up at the curiosity shop in the old part of town. Standing in the mirror as I glued the fake fangs in my mouth I could not believe the total effect of my outfit. I looked like the sexyest undead bitch.

  Jack was going as the invisible man it was a simple costume for him. Bandages wrapped around his head, a hat and a pair of dark sunglasses and my man became the invisible man. Just like in the movies.

  “ We look stunning.” I said as Jack and me stood next to each other looking into the bedroom mirror.

  Jack drove the car as I googled mapped the location of the party. It was way out of town. In fact so far out of town that I lost the service to my cell phone. But we continue to drive down the dirt road that google had indicated before I lost service. The ruts got deeper the farther we went just when I was ready to tell Jack to turn around the right side of the car slide into a rut so deep that the bottom of the car hit. We came to a halt in the middle of the road. The wheels just spun as the car sat high and dry.

  I looked at my phone to see if we had service yet. No such luck. With the headlights on the car turned off the darkness covered us. The full moon was hide behind the clouds so it did nothing to help. “ What do we do now.” I asked Jack. I did not feel like walking in my heels, they were more for show then for walking.

  “ It looks like we are walking.” Jack answered back.

  “ Look I think I can see lights coming this way?” I crossed my fingers hoping it was someone that could give us a ride to a phone.

 
It was one of those jacked up pickups on the over size tires. The driver stopped and stepped out of his truck. He must have been seven feet tall and dressed up like Frankenstein's monster. I jumped in my seat as he stuck his green face into the car window. “Could you give us a ride to a phone?” I asked .

  “Sure thing beautiful” He answered back in a deep voice. The kind of voice that makes my juices flow. “You can ride with me to the party. I will send a tow truck back to get your car.”

  “ I would like that. I was afraid that I was going to miss out on any of the fun.” Opening my door Franky reached in and lifted me from my seat. I thought Frankie was a nice name, so that was what I was going to call him. He carried me to his truck, setting me in the driver's seat. At first I was unsure what he had in mind until he climbed in and slide me over in the seat. I was sandwiched between him and equally as big wolfman.” What about Jack?” I asked as Franky sifted the truck into gear.

  “He can wait with the car for the tow truck. That way you and I can get to know each other better.” Franky said as we drove down the rutted road.

  His hand rested on my leg as we bounced down the road. I would have removed it if not for the fact that I was enjoying his touch. The wolfman on my other side also had his hand on my leg. By the moonlight coming through the windshield I could see the back of his hand was covered in a dark fur. God he did a great job on his costume.

  The ride was not long. From where the car was and the front door of the old plantation house where the party was going in full swing could not have been more than three or four miles. Franky stopped the truck in front of the long staircase that lead up to the full porch. I could see that I was not going to be able to climb the stairs in my stiletto heels. But Frankie was the perfect gentleman and carried me up the steps right to the double front doors. As I was being carried I could see the peeling paint and heard the creaking on the floor boards. This place sure could use a makeover.