Was gonna write this as a novel than I decided it'd be much better as a short story. I love goths, I was sort of influenced by the original addams family tv series. I would've loved to write a novel out of this but nah a short story is good enough.
Dunno what to put the rating as, and yeah I want the sex to be there as I've always wanted to write sex in a novel... I probably did crap at describing it. All reviews accepted.
The two teenagers, or rather the two near adults, lay on the bed together in the dark bedroom.
It is light outside but the room being painted black causes the room to look like home to the people who live there. Maxine lays on her left side on the right side of the purple sheeted bed, which has no blankets currently on it, facing the closed door of her bedroom. Her blonde hair, with dark green streaks in the middle, light blue streaks on the left, and purple streaks at the back, waving on and off her face as the wind sends gusts into the room, covering her dark blue eyes, yet the window isn't open.
“Why is it so cold here?” Jason, lying also on his left so as to face the back of her, says as he shivers.
“My bedroom is always cold,” Maxine says, her purple lips smiling a sneaky smile which Jason can't see.
“So, are we going to do this? Or did you bring me all this way just to lie next to me?” Jason asks her, putting both hands inside the back of her black dress covered in purple pieces of glass shaped like roses.
The right hand goes up her back and tugs at her black bra strap which, finally, comes loose after 30 seconds of struggle. Having pulled the bra out, the hand, now, has the ability to massage the right breast, noticing the purple ring through the nipple while the left hand is hidden beneath the purple underwear fingering Maxines' vagina as she lies there, eyes flickering as she moans with pleasure.
“Stop, stop,” Maxine says after two minutes and she pulls out Jason's hand from her underwear.
“What, don't tell me we aren't gonna fuck,” Jason starts, a pissed off look on his face.
“Why do you think I stopped you?” Maxine says as she climbs on top of Jason and undoes the button and zip on his jeans letting his penis, now erect, escape while Jason pulls down her underwear and throws it to the left of the bed.
“Did you bring protection?” Maxine asks Jason, who stares at her vagina like it was the place where he most desired to be right now; and it is.
“No, but can't I just pull out?” He says, pleadingly, not wanting to delay any longer.
“Oh, you really don't want to do that,” Maxine says, an evil grin appearing on her face which unsettles Jason for a minor second. “But I guess it is your choice!”
“Finally,” Jason says as Maxine joins herself with him and sex begins.
Jason reaches his hand up towards Maxines' breasts but is unable to find them so he removes the dresses straps from her shoulders and pulls it down allowing the breasts to now become seen as both start getting massaged as Maxine rides Jason with pleasure.
It takes five minutes for Maxine to reach orgasm which causes a scream that nearly shakes her bedroom.
Maxine gets off of Jason who sits up, surprised. “Huh, what about me?” He asks, annoyed.
“Oh,” Maxine says, her white teeth showing in a smile, “I'm not finished yet,” and out of the bedroom she walks.
“Where are you going?” Jason asks, his erection starting to soften which he fixes by masturbating.
“I'll be right back,” Maxine says from the distance.
“Fucking bitch, she's lucky I've wanted to fuck her for a while,” Jason says to himself, impatiently, amusing himself by continuing masturbation.
It takes five minutes for Maxines' footsteps to finally be heard by Jason who grows even more impatient.
“Took you long enough, you cunt,” Jason says as Maxine entered the room with a small brown cardboard box in hands which Jasons' eyes immediately latch on to.
“What's in that?” He asks, curiously, while his face shows a mild amount of fear.
“Just a toy,” Maxine says as she lays it on the black bedside table to the right of the bed and shifts the just as black alarm clock to the left to make space.
Opening the box from the top she puts her left hand in and says “Come on, don't worry he wont bite. There we go.”
Maxine pulls her hand out of the box to show a Funnel Web spider sitting still in the palm of her hand.
“What the fuck?” Jason asks, his eyes now stuck on the spider waiting for it to move.
“Lie down, now,” She says, gently, as she looks adoringly at the spider.
“What exactly are you going to do with that thing?” Jason asks, fear and worry mounting more on his face.
“Jasmine here,” Maxine starts, still looking adoringly at the spider, “wants to make love to you as well,” she finishes, seriously.
“Um what the fuck?” Jason repeats as he gets off the bed and, picking up his clothes, starts to cover up his nakedness, “Yeah, no. See I just came here to get a good random fuck, stupid bitch.”
“I. Said. Lie. Down.” Maxine says slowly, fire, literally, appearing in her eyes to be replaced, immediately, by pure blackness.
“Or what bitch? You're gonna set your spider loose on me?” Jason says, scoffing.
“No”, Maxine replies as she opens up the bedside tables drawer and pulled out a butchers knife, “but I'll cut your fucking throat out, asshole!”
Quickly, Jason runs over to Maxine and rips the knife out of her hands.
“Not if I cut yours first,” Jason says as he matches his words with his actions.“Fucking cunt,” he says with a smile as the blood starts to rush out of Maxines' throat, her eyes moving back in her head as she crumbles to the floor below, hands crunching, as the reflex action caused by the last thread of life tries to break the fall.
“Now,” Jason says as he kneels on the floor next to her body, “I'm gonna cum in you and that's that, bitch. But first your fucking spider friend!” And with this he squashes the spider known as Jasmine with his knee.
Jason than pulls down his pants and enters Maxines' corpse, moaning with pleasure during each thrust until he reaches climaxes ten minutes later.
“Stupid bitch,” He says as he stands up and pulls his pants back up.
“Jason,” a whisper goes through the house making Jason shudder.
Jason looks down at the corpse of Maxine and spits at it which is followed by ten kicks to the neck causing her head to detach itself.
He walks out of the bedroom, looking behind him, into the bedroom, as the feeling of someone watching him comes upon him but he sees nothing out of the ordinary.
“What the fuck?” Jason exclaims as he looks in front of him again, the entire house having changed.
The one storey exterior with bright yellow walls, the usual TV, bedrooms, toilets, kitchen etc. that he saw when he first entered the house replaced now with a two storey, him standing on the second storey underneath a sharks head, “Ghost house”. The walls, black, rotting and covered with cobwebs, its a surprise the roof hasn't caved in yet. Spiders, bigger than a dinner plate, cover the roof and walls as they bump into each other every so often.
A knight suit stands next to the staircase, which descends from the top left, in front of a bathroom, of the second storey. Two other bedrooms, other than the one Jason just exited, sit next to each other to the left of where Jason now stands, a guillotine sitting outside both.
“What the fuck?” He says, again, as he runs towards the staircase which he tumbles down, having tripped on a piece of wood sticking up through the black carpet. The piece of wood shrinks back into the carpet as a howling laugh is heard throughout the house,
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Jason opens his eyes and grabs his head to try and stop the sharp pain that rushes through his body as he attempts to move his body.
He lies there for ten minutes until finally the pain lessens and his movement, while still painful, doesn't bring the same agony.
“So, it wasn't a dream,” He says to himself, sitting up, as he notices his surroundings in the first storey of the house.
Wax people, must be fifty, sixty of them, who all have a look of pure terror on their face with the wide opened mouths for added effect, stand next to each other, all, it seems, connected to the wall.
Jason looks around the room for an exit but there doesn't seem to be an opening anywhere; even the staircase is missing. “Who the fuck are these people?” He asks himself as he looks around the room again and finally notices the fireplace with a fire burning and a person standing in it, smiling, completely oblivious to Jasons' presence. To the left of where Jason is sitting is a black couch with many holes in it, springs coming out, not to mention the dead rats lying on it... there may even be a dead cat somewhere there, on the couches right lies a guillotine much bigger than the ones upstairs, the body of a person, head next to the corpse, lying underneath it. Next to the guillotine lies an iron maiden, red in colour, screams can be heard coming from inside. Next to the iron maiden sits a dining room table, once black, now green from mould and rotting blood. On the table lies 16 plates with meat on them. Around the table, surprisingly, there aren't chairs.
To the right of the couch stands Maxine and fourteen other people, all dressed in black, staring Jasons' way.
“Doesn't my house look beautiful?” Maxine asks as she pounces.
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