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Wight Addiction

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  1. Wight Addiction
  2.  
  3. It started off as a dare.
  4.  
  5. Just a dumb little 'prove how big your balls are' for thrills.
  6. Your friends had dared you to break into this dead noble lady's mansion in the forest and stay there for a night. Well, what else are peasant boys supposed to do for fun? Till the soil?
  7.  
  8. Like men-y young men (hahAHAHAH) that have that everlasting bravado around them, you accepted this dare, and triumphantly declared that you'd break in immediately, sleep in there for a night, *and* bring back the dead lady's garters, if the place hadn't been cleared out already.
  9.  
  10. And so you marched through the forest, and then marched some more, and a little more, until you had to start jogging because you were sure an hour was wasted just marching.
  11.  
  12. And after such gratuitous marching (and jogging) the large, old, broken-down mansion stood before you. A chill ran down your spine, but you shrugged it off, and reached for the door handle.
  13.  
  14. Strangely, though, it was unlocked, and the large polished oak (oak?) door creaked open. It was dark inside, darker than it was outside, so you stood at the door for a moment and tried to let your eyes adjust to this darkness.
  15.  
  16. But, then, you thought you looked like a total scoundrel just standing still like that, and you set foot inside the dark foyer.
  17. Is it called a foyer? You were pretty sure it was called a foy-
  18.  
  19. *SLAM*
  20.  
  21. And then, the large door behind you slammed shut with a loud thud, and another chill ran down your spine, this time it was more intense, and you could feel goosebumps on your skin.
  22.  
  23. It was probably just the wind, you had said to yourself, and turning to the door you could definitely see that it was definitely just the wind.
  24. Turning away from the door led the candelabra (previously unseen in the dark) to light up by itself, also probably the wind.
  25.  
  26. Steeling yourself for more...
  27. ...wind, you saw that there were three doors in front of you, four more doors to the left and right, and a large double staircase leading to another level.
  28.  
  29. You had attempted to enter all of the doors, but before you could turn the handle you had an overwhelming urge to not open the doors, and an even stronger urge to go up the staircase. You weren't sure why, but you had to go up the staircase.
  30.  
  31. And yes, you definitely went up the staircase on your own accord.
  32.  
  33. To your left, there was an open door, and through that open door was a room with a candle brightly burning, and a very cozy-looking bed.
  34. It was so cozy, in fact, that before you could realise it you were already shoeless and tucked underneath the blankets. Because really, if you were going to stay a night there (and take the lady's garters) why *wouldn't* you sleep in one of the beds provided?
  35.  
  36. You could feel your eyelids getting heavier, and sleep was almost inevitable. Yes, you would've had a very nice nap, if it weren't for the arm that curled around your waist.
  37.  
  38. Immediately, your eyes widened and you tried to wriggle free, but then another arm pushed you on to your back, to reveal an alabaster skinned lady wearing a thin negligee and garters with the nicest pair of...
  39.  
  40. ...eyes, that you've ever seen.
  41. Also her breasts were fantastic, like "wow," you could stare at those all day.
  42. Anyway, when this lady straddled you, another chill went down your spine, and this time you felt a cold sweat on your forehead and stronger goosebumps on your [everywhere that gets goosebumps].
  43.  
  44. She gripped your arms harder to stop you from squirming, then put her perfect lips to your ear, and whispered "You know trespassing is illegal, yes?".
  45. And how frightened you were! Frightened, but also uncomfortably aroused. Your pants were growing tighter, and the lady on top of you smirked and unbuttoned your garments, letting free your stiffy.
  46.  
  47. "My, my," she said, "Someone's excited," And of course you were! You couldn't tell her because your tongue was still stuck to the roof of your mouth in fear, but looking at her eyes (and her tits, and her legs, and hips, and everything else) really *did* excite you.
  48.  
  49. So, at this, she pulled the negligee over her shoulders and tossed it aside, revealing her bare body to you. Immediately after, she wasted no time in mounting you and bouncing on your erection at a violent, hip-shattering pace.
  50.  
  51. The pleasure overwrote the pain, however, and you could feel yourself gripping the sheets with sweaty palms, bucking your hips and breathing raggedly.
  52. Eventually her movements were getting hasty and sloppy, and a tension started stirring in your loins.
  53.  
  54. You tried to tell her, just to be polite, but the girlish moans and the quivering of your entire body prevented you from doing so, and with a final, wet slap against your crotch, she arched her back, tightened her grip on you, twitched, and groaned.
  55.  
  56. When her nether organs squeezed yours, it happened so suddenly that you immediately spasmed and erupted inside her at the first convulsion.
  57. After what felt like years, her grip softened, but she stood mounted on you, panting, with your still-throbbing manhood inside her.
  58.  
  59. When she did rise up from you, she did it slowly, as if reluctant to let you slide out of her. Your now-flaccid length hit your navel with a slimy thud, and then she laid down at your side, still blushing and panting.
  60.  
  61. She wrapped her arms around you and brought you close, where you felt safe and warm. Stuffing your face between her breasts and wrapping one of your legs against hers, you felt a fabric against her skin.
  62. It was her garters, the things you set out to get in the first place.
  63.  
  64. You tried to withdraw your face from her chest, but her arms had hooked around you and her grip was fairly tight.
  65.  
  66. Oh, whatever. You could just ask in the morning anyway...
  67.  
  68. =======
  69.  
  70. And so you did.
  71. With a pair of silk garters down your shirt, you (tongue) kissed the lady goodbye (for a fairly long time) and walked out of the mansion with a blush and a smile.
  72.  
  73. Looking back, instead of seeing a gnarled and decaying house, there was a pristine, beautiful home. However, when you walked back to your village, you didn't want to show your friends the garters.
  74.  
  75. They didn't... deserve to see one of her articles of clothing. They didn't have the right to just, leer over them and poke and prod at them, with their filthy hands and eyes.
  76. How dare they think such lecherous thoughts of your beloved.
  77.  
  78. Yes, your beloved. You started to think of her in that way, and you started to think of her quite often.
  79.  
  80. When you were tilling the soil, you felt a chill down your spine, even if it was a hot day. When you were eating dinner, you couldn't help but think of nursing from her breasts, and it was especially painful at nighttime, where you'd dream of her and her loving gaze.
  81.  
  82. By the fourth day you were starting to feel unbearably ill, your hands shaking, breathing heavy, sweating, chills, headaches, and you couldn't take it anymore. You had to go see her again, if just for one more night.
  83.  
  84. Shakily marching towards her mansion, your symptoms were getting less and less severe. You went from a walk, to a jog, to a run, to a sprint. You desperately needed to go see her, to touch her, to hear her.
  85.  
  86. When you arrived the doors were already open, and she was standing in the foyer with open arms. You dived into a kiss with her, and she broke it off, just for a second, to tell you;
  87.  
  88. "Welcome back."
  89.  
  90. ========
  91.  
  92. Ah, but that was... How many years ago? Five? Six? Probably more.
  93. Do you like it when I tell that story?
  94.  
  95. I still remember the pasty young village boy who wandered into my mansion..
  96. It makes me blush when I think about you~
  97. Now, beloved, come here and let me kiss you again...
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