Marina leaned forward and sprawled her hands on the cold, white, flaking wooden windowsill to bear her weight while Daniel pumped hard into her from behind. Her tits jiggled freely with every thrust causing her nipples to brush against her long blonde hair, igniting sparks of sexual excitement throughout her chest. She looked out into the night and the chilly, dark road below. The street lamps dimly lit piles of multi-shaded leaves as they danced in swirls in the wind along the pavement. The odd fellow student passed by on the way home but none looked up to the third floor where Marina stood at the window rocking back and forth with her head thrown back in pleasure as Daniel's thick veiny cock glided in and out of her like a piston powering a steam train. Every thrust that swept by her pussy lips and clit sent a pulse of pleasure through her body so strong that she feared her legs would buckle any moment. Daniel reached around and took her breasts firmly in his hands while at the same time increasing the tempo and intensity of his thrusting. As his pelvis slapped against Marina's shapely ass the sound of skin on skin contact echoed around the high ceilinged Victorian room. Marina shuffled her feet and widened her legs a little before shifting her hands onto the glass window pane to help her regain her balance. She let out a long instinctive moan as she felt Daniel’s burning hot fleshy dick delve deeper into her. She could sense he was close by the tightness of his balls that she was reaching around to grope and yank now and again to speed him up or slow him down. As his prick spasmed and he let out a guttural groan, Marina orgasmed. A feeling of pure pleasure exploded around her clit before roaring outwards throughout her body like an unstoppable bush fire, leaving her skin flushed and tingling. Her naked body collapsed onto the floor, still relishing the overwhelming feeling of euphoria humming through her bones. After a moment though the ecstasy subsided and Marina felt nauseous. Her skin became clammy and a torrent of acidic black vomit welled up within her and violently splurged from her mouth onto the carpet. She became dizzy and her brain throbbed as if trying to break out of her skull. Daniel nonchalantly put on his clothes and slapped her on the ass.
“I’ll leave you to it,” he said uncompassionately as he turned to leave.
The door slammed shut and Marina lay alone on the floor in pain surrounded by eerie shadows cast by the moonlight and barren tree branches that sprawled outside her window.
“What a dick,” she thought to herself. But something had drawn her to him. She’d barely known him but was still struggling to find friends in her first year at university and he gave her some much needed contact. But now as the room began to spin she regretted it. What had he done to her? Spiked her drink? She rolled onto her back to try to alleviate the pain in her stomach but as she did it worsened. She clutched her tummy and wailed in pain as her insides burned with acidic intensity. It felt as though her womb was turning inside out. She looked down and saw her skin rippling and undulating just above her pussy.
“What the fuck!” she shrieked before scrambling across the floor towards her phone on the bedside table, her hands delving through her warm sick as she did so. But as she reached out to it everything stopped. The room was silent, the pain was gone, even the wind had ceased. She crouched motionless sensing a presence in the room. Her ears strained listening intently for any sound. The silence was deafening. The pain was gone but was replaced by something else. A grave feeling of evil just behind her, ready to pounce. She stared straight ahead fearing any movement, even the slightest would provoke an attack. Her heart hammered against her chest and she could feel the blood pumping furiously through her arteries. Turn and face it or stay still? Could she turn? She felt frozen to the spot. But she had to. If she didn’t it would attack, stab, cause pain or something. She just knew this to be a fact, somehow. She paused a moment and then furiously turned her whole body as fast as she could to face her aggressor. Nothing. Just the empty room. But it was still there, over her shoulder. Looming. A dark ancient, ravenous presence. She turned again, but it remained, there on her shoulder, forever just out of sight but always there. The full length mirror across the room caught her eye reflecting her pale naked flesh. She glared at herself and for a moment didn’t recognize who she saw. Then slowly, she climbed into her bed, pulled the covers over her head and shut her eyes tightly in the hope that whatever was there would simply go away. A fusty smell of old moss emanated throughout the room. The rats in the loft that usually scampered about at this time of night were silent. Even the clock by the side of the bed seemed to have stopped making its usual comforting low hum. A powerful presence was at work. It was her new malevolent dark passenger and it was here to stay. What festering abomination had Daniel planted in her? She knew she wouldn’t sleep at all tonight.
Continue your build up to Halloween with part 2 coming very soon…..