Haunting of Palmer Mansion Pt. 11

"I don't think ... that's a good ... idea."

"I won't embarrass ... you ... Danny." She could hear the wet sounds coming from her pussy in the closed space of the car. She twisted her hips a little each time she hit bottom and grunted like a mad woman. Nothing else felt like this eighteen-year-old's dick. "You have ... sex with her ... yet?"

"Yes." He gripped her boobs harder and looked up to see her eyes closed tight and her mouth hanging open.

"Then ... uh ... uh ... uh ... we have a lot in common. We've both ... had you inside us. We've both ... had the best sex ... of our lives." Penelope screamed as her orgasm tightened her muscles, and her pussy clenched down on his cock. She pushed down with her hips and jerked on his lap for several seconds.

Daniel let her work out her orgasm, and then pulled her boobs up and down to get her bouncing on him again. "I didn't know you were so ... kinky, Pen."

"Me neither." She sighed and put her hands on top of Daniel's hands. She pressed his fingers harder into her breasts. "Brad and I thought ... we knew what sex was." Her pussy quivered. Shit, she was about to cum again. "But ... we didn't. Oh, God ... Brad still doesn't." She shrieked out another orgasm. When she finished, she pulled off him and climbed into the back. She spread a spare towel she kept in the car out on the seat. "Let's not stain the upholstery." And beckoned Daniel back with her. They mated in her car for two hours until Daniel finally came inside her. She sighed, laying on her back with her legs spread, cradling his sweaty head to her left boob. "That took you a long time to cum. Is your girlfriend using you up?"

"To be honest ..." He sighed and pressed his nose into her soft flesh. She smelled sweet and musty. It was perfect. "I have been having way more sex than I ever thought I would."

"Well, you deserve it, Danny." She played with his blond hair as they lay there. Spending languid time with Daniel, with his huge cock still lodged inside her, was just about the best feeling in the world. After the feeling of humping him, of course. "Should I take you back to school?"

"Probably."

Neither of them moved for a good long while. Eventually, they cleaned best they could, dressed, and Penelope drove Daniel back to school. He made it just in time for the final bell.

~~

Things were getting overwhelming for Daniel, so other than daily blowjobs from his mom, he took a few days off from sex. He didn't want Penelope to show up at school again, or do anything else unexpected. He especially didn't want her to do anything that might tip off Julie about what was going on. So, he promised her via text that he'd stop over after school on Monday. He hoped that would hold her off.

Friday night rolled around, and Daniel went to bed early. He was in the middle of a wonderful dream, when a cold hand on his shoulder pulled him from sleep. His eyes shot open in panic, but then a wide, groggy smile spread across his face in the dark. He looked up to see Eloise beaming down at him. She wore a long nightgown, and Daniel could see that she was still not pregnant.

"Your efforts are bearing fruit, dearie." Eloise smiled back at her handsome boy and gently sat at the edge of his bed. "As you can see, I can touch you again. You're filling the house with such wonderful energy. Positively rambunctious."

"It's great to see you, Mrs. Palmer."

"And as always, Danny, you are a sight for sore eyes." She folded his blanket and tucked it under his chin. "Now, did I see that you planted your seed inside your mother again?"

Daniel nodded.

"Well, done. Truly phenomenal. And for that I will reward you." Eloise twisted her ring with its binary diamonds around her finger very slowly. "But first I have a few requests."

"What?" Daniel raised his eyebrows.

"I would like you to take the marvelous Mrs. Julie Anderson through the back avenue."

"Her butt?" Daniel hated to tell Eloise no, but he shook his head. "Mom would never go for it."

"She would." Eloise nodded good naturedly. "If it's that, or bearing another child, she'll try it. I promise."

"Really?" Daniel was skeptical.

"I would also like you to bring your brother's wife back to the house and take her here." She smiled patiently, like a teacher laying out the coursework for the week. "It was good for the house when you shook her carriage at her place. But it would be much better within these walls."

"I don't know." Daniel didn't much like these requests. "We'll get caught."

"Just as you and your mother have been caught?" Eloise winked at him. "I can't make you disappear, but I can help obfuscate your relations, dearie."

"You can?" Thinking it over, it now made sense that Brittney or his father hadn't discovered what he'd been up to. He was never as careful as he intended.

"My last chore for you is to visit Mrs. Samatar tomorrow at eleven o'clock in the morning." Eloise pulled the blanket down past Daniel's knees and took in an eyeful of his pale, skinny form. She smiled at his hard bludgeon, poking up past the waistband of his strange underwear. It rested past his bellybutton. "Her husband and children will leave her for a time tomorrow. Make congress with her again and invite her back to the house for a later date. Can you do that for me?" She brushed her fingertips along his cockhead and gently pulled down his underwear.

"Yes." Daniel nodded.

"Good boy." Eloise stood and pulled her nightgown over her head. Without her pregnancy, she had smaller boobs, and a much younger looking body. "Now, for your reward I intend to teach you much you do not know about a woman's body." She reached down, formed a v with her fingers, and pulled at her vagina. "Do you know about the love button?" With her other hand, she pointed out her clit.

Daniel nodded.

"Good, let me show you what to do with it. This is how to properly tend to the crinkum crankum."

Daniel had forgotten how frigid Eloise's skin was. He was eager to learn. After he'd brought her to a loud orgasm, he watched her alabaster body bounce onto the bed and lay on her back. The red triangle of hair between her legs look so bright on her pale skin.

"With such a long bludgeon, you have more positions open to you than most men, dearie. Let me show you a few." Eloise guided Daniel into a reverse missionary position, and they went at it for several minutes.

"That's amazing." Daniel felt like he really could treat a woman differently than other men. It was an intoxicating thought.

"Most men would feel pain, but you have a distinct advantage." She lifted his hips on the outstroke and dislodged him. "Now learn the Irish garden." She put him on his back and lowered herself facing away from him, so that her legs extended past his shoulders and her breasts kissed the sheets. They writhed like that for a while. "You may slap me, Danny."

"That's okay." Daniel instead gripped the back of her thighs.

"Slap me, Daniel." She looked back over her shoulder at him with a dark look.

Daniel smacked her right butt cheek. And then the left one. "Like that?"

"That's a good lad."

Eloise ran him though many new positions. She called them names like iron throne, tulip, and rabbit ears. It was a whirlwind of sex for Daniel, and by the time they finished he'd cum in her frigid pussy three times.

Somewhere in the house, a clock chimed five times. Dawn was coming. Eloise tucked Daniel back in bed and kissed his sweaty brow. "There now. Remember what you learned. These lessons will come of use sooner rather than later."

"Goodnight, Mrs. Palmer." Daniel closed his eyes with a contented smile. It was so nice to have her back.

"Goodnight my prince." And with that, Eloise vanished.

~~

All houses seemed tiny to Daniel, now that he lived in Palmer Mansion. But the Samatar house seemed excessively small and unadorned from the outside. Daniel stood on the front step rubbing his hands together with nervous tension. If Eloise hadn't asked this of him, he never would have been there. Not in a million years. He mustered his courage and rang the doorbell. When nothing happened, he gave the front door a timid knock.

A few seconds later, the front door opened and Khadra looked out at Daniel. Her welcoming smile faded when she saw who it was. "Daniel. What are you doing here?" Deep inside, she felt a pull to protect and indulge the boy. But she now knew she had willpower and could resist the pull of that accursed house.

"I have to see you, Mrs. Samatar. Can I come in?" Daniel shifted his weight from one foot to the other and back again. He tugged at his t-shirt.

"I am sorry, you may not." Khadra wore her usual hijab and long, flowing dress. She was a small woman, but she made her presence known in the doorway. He would not pass into her home. "Even if I were to forget all that happened between us, I cannot allow a man into my home without my husband present." She looked around the neighborhood. No one watched them.

"Please?" Daniel wanted to reach out and touch her, but dared not. "I'm only eighteen, I'm sure Mr. Samatar wouldn't mind."

Khadra screwed her eyes at him like he was crazy, but stepped aside. She put a hand on his bony shoulder and pulled him into the house. "Fine, but be quick. I shouldn't be doing this." She closed the door behind them and led him into the living room.

The house smelled like strange spices to Daniel. The décor was different than any home he'd been in before, lots of small statues and lavish textiles on the walls. "Okay, this isn't easy to say, so ..." Daniel took a deep breath. "... I'll just say it. We need to have sex again."

"Are you crazy?" Khadra wasn't sure what she was expecting, but this wasn't it. Maybe an apology. Maybe an update on the demons that plagued that house. "I should beat you with my broom."

"Look, I'm sorry." Daniel unbuttoned his pants and dropped them around his ankles. He could see her eyes zero in on the bulge in his micro-boxers. "But you really liked it last time, remember?" He dropped his underwear, too. His dick flopped out at half-mast. "And there's still poison left. I need you to draw out the poison."

"You seem to have an inexhaustible supply of poison." Khadra stepped over to him and reached down toward that massive penis. She brushed her fingernails over the veins and watched it grow. The head of it grew darker and darker. Was her willpower really abandoning her now? "Don't you see? If I help you, I draw the poison inside me."

"I hadn't thought about it that way." Daniel sighed. Her touch felt so good.

"You poisoned my well." She gripped his strange thing and stroked it with her left hand. It was now hard as steel. "But I suppose I did what needed to be done to protect you." She looked into the teenager's face and could see the pleasure her hand gave him. "Did you know that my touch ruptured the dreamstone? And that I watched as the little, evil pieces fled into the world? I could have stopped it. But I did not."

Daniel shook his head. He wasn't sure what she was talking about. "Let's go to your bedroom."

"Once more." Khadra bit her lip as her eyes traveled back down to that leviathan. "Just this once more, promise me."

"I promise." Daniel looked down at her dark hand moving on his dick. "How come you don't have a wedding ring?"

"That is not Somali tradition." Khadra took hold of his penis and led him by it into the bedroom she shared with Maxamed. A short time later, she rode him with his long thing way up inside her. She still had on her dress, pulled up around her hips, and she still wore her hijab. Her eyes glazed over, and she gritted her teeth in ecstasy. How could anything feel so good?

"Are you going to cum again?" Daniel looked up at the ecstatic woman as she gyrated her hips in little circles on him.

"Gggggghhhhhhhhh." Khadra couldn't quite get words out of her mouth. Stars exploded before her eyes like watching Allah's creation. She threw her head back and screamed.

This small, dark woman, in her hijab, completely losing control on his dick was an unforgettable sight for Daniel. He just wished Eloise could be there to see it, too. Suddenly, Daniel wondered what his mom would say if she could see this wife writhing with Daniel on her marriage bed. Maybe she wouldn't approve.

When her orgasm passed, Khadra changed her motion to long strokes. She placed her hands on Daniel's chest and bounced with enough force that she completely lifted off the bed on every upstroke. "What ... uh ... uh ... have you done ... to me?" She whined. "How can I --" She was interrupted by her phone ringing. She turned her head. Her mobile was where she'd left it over on her dresser. She stopped her motions and looked down at Daniel in wide-eyed panic. "I must ... check that. It could be ... Maxamed." She tried to slow her breathing.

"Let it go to voicemail." Daniel flexed his dick inside her and felt her pussy involuntarily squeeze back. "I never answer my phone." But he watched her pull off him and race across the room. He got a good view of her curvy butt before her dress fell back down around her ankles.

It was as she feared, her husband calling. Khadra picked up the phone, but before answering she looked over her shoulder at the pale, naked boy laying on her bed. His penis stood proudly up in the air. "Quiet now, he cannot know you are here." Without giving Daniel a chance to respond, she answered the call and held the phone up to her hijab-covered ear. "Hello ... husband," She said in Somali.

"You sound out of breath," Maxamed said, also in Somali. "What's wrong?"

"I was just ... doing chores." Khadra leaned with her elbows on the dresser, her back to the bed. She tensed when she felt hands on her backside, lifting her dress. She looked over her shoulder to see Daniel behind her. She gave him a fierce stare.

"You are supposed to be resting," Maxamed said. "You've been through much. I did not take the children to my mother's so that you could tire yourself around the house."

"Sorry, I ... I ..." Khadra had a hard time forming a thought when Daniel slipped back inside her. It didn't hurt at all anymore. He had changed her vagina. "I just ... wanted to get some ... things done." She realized now she would need to do chores after Daniel left so that Maxamed wouldn't get suspicious.

"Well, you sound terrible, woman." Maxamed sounded a little angry. "Get to bed this instant."

"Yesss." Khadra turned and walked with little steps toward the bed, the teenager still humping her from behind. They crossed the room this way, and she got onto all fours on the mattress, his penis never leaving her vagina. "I am ... in bed ... now." In this new position, Daniel gave it to her harder. She feared Maxamed would hear the slapping of his hips on her butt. "I musssst ... be going ... now."

"Are you so winded from a trip to bed? Get some sleep. I cannot have a wife in such a weakened state." Maxamed was so used to giving orders, but he did not know, he had little control over his wife at the moment.

Khadra held the phone away from her ear. Her husband's voice sounded so tiny and insignificant. "Resting now, dear husband. Goodbye." And she turned the call off and dropped the phone to the bed. "Why would you ... uh ... uh ... do that?" She launched her hips back at him with every thrust. "If he caught us ..." But she stopped speaking when Daniel stopped thrusting. He moved her legs so that she was on her feet, squatting, with her hands placed right in front of her toes.

"I'm sorry. You just looked so cute bent over like that. I couldn't stop myself." He held her hips and started thrusting again.

"What ... is ... this?" Khadra felt so exposed. She'd never dreamed of a position like this.

"I don't remember ... uh ... uh ... what Mrs. Palmer called it." He slapped her butt and she yelped but offered no further protest. "I call ... the position ... froggy style," Daniel panted.

"Allah have mercy. You're ... even deeper ... this way." Khadra was swept away by another orgasm.

Watching her shake and twist in this new position, Daniel felt his balls churn. "I'm gonna ... cum." Hearing no protest from her, he unloaded deep inside Khadra. Spurt after spurt of hot spunk filled her up and an electric feeling ran through his nerves. After cumming, Daniel pulled her off his dick and she fell face forward onto the bed. Her dress still bunched above her butt. Daniel could see her pussy leaking cum. He gave her butt one last gentle smack and fell on the bed next to her. "That was great."

"Mmmrrrpphh." Khadra mumbled something into the blanket.

"So, I know I said this would be the last time, but ..." Daniel traced the curve of her butt with his fingers. She was so much smaller than Penelope and Julie. "I need you to come to the house. I promise that will be the last time. Okay?"

"The ... very ... last time?" Khadra's vagina still hummed with joy, even as Daniel's seed slowly leaked out of her. More poison, she thought.

"Scout's honor." Daniel wasn't a scout, but that sounded like the right thing to say.

"When?" She mumbled into the blanket.

"How about tomorrow night, can you get away?" Daniel stood up and dressed himself slowly.

"Maxamed would never let me." Khadra knew she was giving him an eyeful with her butt up in the air, but she couldn't bring herself to move.

"After he goes to sleep then." Daniel thought about that scary man sleeping in this very bed tomorrow night. How odd a thing that he was in this man's inner sanctum.

A rush of warmth and a need to protect Daniel moved through Khadra. She rolled onto her side to look up at him. Her hijab was out of place, so she straightened it. "I will do that for you." She nodded with a solemn expression on her face.

"Great." Dressed now, Daniel bent down and kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you, so much. How about midnight? I'll meet you at the front door."

She nodded.

"I don't want to be here when your husband gets back, so I'm going to jet. Okay? See you soon."

"Go out the back way." Khadra couldn't help but smile seeing Daniel's exuberance when she accepted his invitation. "The sliding door next to the living room."

"Will do." He waved and bounded out of the bedroom.

Khadra sighed. What had she gotten herself into? She forced her sore body to move. She had cleaning to do.