Haunted House

When we were younger, my sister and I loved to tell ghost stories to our friends. That’s because when we were little, we believed that one of the houses in the neighborhood was haunted by a witch.

One October weekend, my sister had a sleepover in the basement with some of her friends. She let me join them as they ate snacks and talked in the living room. Then, she turned off the lights and began to tell ghost stories. With only her flashlight on, she described a witch that used to live in the basement of our house.

As she told the story, we thought that we heard strange sounds coming from the basement. Just then, she turned off her flashlight. She told us that the witch could sense our presence because of our clothes—if we took off all our clothes, the witch could not detect us.

As my sister and friends disrobed, I did too. In the dark, we headed to the basement to search for the witch. I could see the silhouettes of the naked girls as we walked past the windows toward the basement door. But once we went downstairs, we couldn’t see. We started to hold on to each other so that we could all move together as a group. As I grabbed the waist of the girl in front of me, I could feel others holding my shoulder, arms, and waist.

My sister announced that we must make sure that the witch is not among our group. With that we started to feel each other to verify who it was. I started to touch some of the other girls’ naked bodies. I slowly rubbed their breasts and nipples. One girl took my hand and guided it down her stomach and then slowly down to her crotch. There, she began to rub my hand between her legs.

I soon felt several hands on my waist. Slowly, they began to glide down and explore my crotch. I began to get excited as more and more hands started to touch my body. Some were massaging my back and some were rubbing my butt while others were going up my legs or going down my stomach.

When it seemed like all the girls were exploring my body, someone put her arms on my shoulder and pulled me toward her. She greeted my with a warm kiss. I put my arms on her shoulder and returned with a long kiss. As she kissed me, her tongue soon began to explore my mouth. She pulled me closer and we kissed harder. I moved my hands down her body and tried to explore every inch of her naked body. She continued kissing me as the others kissed, touched, and rubbed my entire body.

After a long a satisfying kiss, a flashlight came on. In front of me I could see my sister! I laughed and then gave her a big hug as I realized that she and the others must have planned this all out.

No one bothered to put her clothes back on for the rest of the night. We huddled together as we watched a scary movie and then got in our sleeping bags when the movie was over. As I joined my sister in her sleeping bag, I gave her a kiss and thanked her for her surprise. We hugged and cuddled for the rest of the night.