Mavis/Phanty Threesome

>Anon was absolutely positive this was some kind of Halloween prank. The pizza place got a call just before closing from what sounded like a couple of teenaged girls (one in particular sounded high, giggling constantly). The address they gave led to an old abandoned house on a hill, just past the woods. Being the only delivery boy there that night, Anon was tasked with delivering, despite his protests. Such was the ways of minimum-wage management.

>The drive took him along a winding road through the woods, all the way to the hill where the old house sat. The full moon loomed over the rickety abode, bathing it in an eerie incandescence. Anon was sure he was going to get either mugged or stabbed; he wanted to just leave the pizza at the door and book it, but there was still the matter of payment. With turning stomach and thumping heart, he trekked up the hill, pizza in hand. He carefully knocked on the front door, gently so as not to knock it off its hinges.

>As soon as he knocked on the door, he heard shuffling about inside. The floor underneath him creaked, threatening to give out under his feet as he heard two faint voices - the ones he heard on the phone - arguing with each other. He couldn't make out very much of it, but he did hear the higher-pitched voice insisting that the other "could pass for a person" and should answer the door. Once the argument seemed to cease, the door slowly opened, as a girl was on the other side.

Hey, you got here faster than we thought!

>Her hair was pitch black and straight as can be, her complexion pale and contrasting with her black lips that she seemed to be licking rather regularly. Striped stockings clung to her legs, accenting their slender form as loose-fitting red shoes were at the end of them. Her top was halfway between a shirt and a dress, going past her thighs before being cut off. Her short sleeves turned into lacy gloves that adorned the rest of her arms, cutting off at her fingers to leave them and their solid black nail polish plain and visible. All in all, she was clearly dressed for the night. After her features had sank in to the man, she grabbed him and pulled him in, slamming the door behind them and latching up the locks to make it as secure as possible. Of course, seeing the state it was in, the door probably wouldn't keep much out or in even in this state.

>Anon was surprised that someone was actually at the house, but he wasn't surprised to see that it was some goth chick. She definitely seemed like the type to hang out in creepy abandoned places. He barely got a word in before she yanked him inside and shut the door.

>The inside was arguably much worse than the outside. A thin layer of dust coated most of the furniture, and even more dust floated lightly in the air. There was a serious draft blowing through the front room, making Anon shiver slightly. Just about every corner had a cobweb stretched across it. The only sounds aside from his breathing and heartbeat were that of the old place creaking and groaning, like some ancient beast attempting to rouse from a millennium-long slumber.

Alright, that's gonna be $11.75.

>Anon placed the pizza down on a nearby table. He wanted out of the place as soon as possible.

>The vampire seemed perplexed, one eyebrow raising and the other lowering as she puckered her lips to the side at his request. She scratched her head, sitting down on a couch cushion and producing a large cloud of dust around her while doing so. She went over the math in her head a few times, before shouting out at seemingly nothing.

Hey Phanty, didn't you pay with your card when we ordered?

>As soon as she yelled out, a pale blue swirl began appearing on the ceiling. A pair of white go-go boots floated through them, before the girl they belonged to followed suit. Her skin was the same ghastly blue shade as the swirl she came out of, her swirling white hair having a similarly colored streak through it. She wore a dress that was a darker shade, seemingly tattered at the bottom and sleeves. She had a psychotic smile on her face, her wide eyes staring down at the delivery boy as she let out a skin-crawling cackle.

I thought I did. Maybe they froze my account after I died! Ahahahahahahaha!

>Anon's jaw fell wide open, gawking at the actual fucking ghost that emerged from the ceiling. He knew the house was creepy, but he never expected it to be actually haunted. Still, he didn't want to appear socially inept, so he shook off the shock and cleared his throat.

Well, if you did pay with a card, I'd have a receipt, but I don't think I printed one off. So, yeah.

>Did ghosts even carry cash? Did they even eat pizza!?

>Phantasma finished her descent, landing next to the seemingly alive girl but kicking up no dust when she touched down onto the couch. She occasionally giggled to herself while the other girl fished fished through the drawer on the coffee table to get enough change out. Eventually, she found enough, hopping up to her feet and handing him the money, mostly in $1 bills and loose change.

Here you go, sorry about that. Hey, we can't finish all of this by ourselves. You wanna stick around and enjoy it with us? My name is Mavis, by the way.

>Mavis held her hands behind her back innocently, one leg crossed over the other as she tilted her head with an irresistible smile to her expression. Of course, the wide grin showed off her prominent fangs, as well.

>Great. A ghost AND a vampire. This place really WAS haunted. Anon hesitated before responding, accepting the cash from Mavis.

Uh, Anon. And if I did, I'd need to drive back to the pizza place so I can clock out and then come back. You guys alright with that?

>He was a bit nervous about hanging around these two, but if free pizza was involved, he might as well. What's the worst that could happen?

>Mavis's smile widened, closing her eyes happily as she clapped to herself and sat back down.

No problem! We won't be going anywhere.

>Phantasma, giggling like a madwoman, cheerfully added;

It's a permanent residence for me! Wahahahahahahahah!

>Anon headed for the front door, which he unlocked after discovering the latches, and headed out. He was glad it was close to closing time, so his boss wouldn't yell at him for just leaving so suddenly after a delivery.

>About 20 minutes later, Anon was back, having changed out of his work clothes into some more casual attire. He let himself in, ready to relax with his newfound "friends."

Hey, guys. I'm back. I miss anything cool?

>When he arrived, he was greeted by the sight of the two girls having already stripped off parts of their clothes. Mavis's perky chest was held back by a lacy black bra, though her leggings were still clinging onto her. Phantasma's dress was entirely gone, replaced with revealing lingerie that complimented her curvy body. The two girls were on the couch, which seemed a lot cleaner than when he left, not a speck of dust on it. Or in the entire house, on that thought. They seemed to have somehow made the place spotless while he was gone. Mavis was the first to chirp up when he came back.

Hey, sorry, it was just hot in here so we had to drop some clothes. You can too, if you want.

>She said the last sentence in a more singsongy tone, leaning forward and shaking her chest back and forth to further tease the poor man. Phantasma was fidgeting and snickering to herself as usual.

>Naturally, Anon was caught off guard by the current turn of events. He felt blood rush to his cheeks as he took in the sight of the half-naked monster girls. He had a feeling the "hot in here" excuse was bullshit, given the draft was still present. The idea of two attractive women coming onto someone like him seemed pretty impossible, but there was still a chance the were being sincere. After thinking about it, he decided to join them on the couch after tossing his shirt off.

Eh, might as well. Glad you're willing to party with a guy like me.

>When he plopped down next to the two girls, Phanty leaned over onto him and sighed blissfully. She was cold to the touch, which he noticed even more when she dragged her hand down his bare torso, humming as she admired his form.

So lean...

>Mavis threw her arm over him, pulling him close to her as she rested her head on his shoulder and likewise felt up his body. Her hand dragged down lower, until she let one finger glide over his still-clothed crotch and began groping and squeezing softly between his legs.

It must've been sooooo boring, delivering pizzas on Halloween. Why couldn't they just let you have a night of fun with cute girls in slutty costumes? Seems pretty unfair.

>Anon just scoffed.

Yeah, all the cute girls in slutty costumes that I hang around with constantly and are totally real. I deliver pizzas for a living and post on 4chan, for crying out loud. No girls would ever be interested in me.

>This thought was interrupted by the sensation of cold hands running down his torso and squeezing at his groin. Perhaps Mavis and Phantasma were being sincere after all.

I mean...I don't know any girls who would be.

>After he spoke, he felt cool lips pressing against his cheek from the ghost, her hand rubbing circles on his chest while Mavis unzips his pants and helps pull them off. She places the bulge of his underwear in the palm of her hand and gently massaged his crotch, using her other hand to tug off the leggings to reveal a tight thong that barely covered up her unmentionables. The ghost gently whispered in his ear, sending shivers up his spine.

Just let us keep you company for tonight.

>He felt the substantially warmer black lips of the vampire on the other side, before she dragged her tongue up his cheek and squeezed his bulge for emphasis.

I promise we won't do anything funny...

>Anon just sort of sat there, taking in the sensation of the two's lewd actions. His heart started thumping in his chest yet again, and his bulge grew harder at Mavis's touch. He shuddered with every hitched breath.

You keep treating me like this, and you can be as funny as you want...

>He brought up both arms and wrapped them around the girls' shoulder, bringing them in closer.

>Quickly, Phantasma grabbed his head and pressed her ghastly lips against his, sliding her tongue into his mouth for a deep kiss. Mavis reached around them, unhooking the ghost's bra and throwing it aside before doing the same to her own. She guided his hand up to her chest, letting him feel up her soft breasts while the phantom began grinding her own chest against his as they made out. Every time his bulge throbbed and grew, Mavis felt her loins growing damper, preparing for the fun night they were going to give him. Phanty slid her panties and stockings off, moving his hand to grasp at her bare bottom as the naked specter continued to wrestle his tongue with her own.

>Anon melts into the kiss, letting the ghost's tongue enter his mouth and tangle with his own. He gently squeezed as he felt Mavis's soft chest against his hand. No one would believe him if they told him what happened, but he didn't care. He was (ironically) living for this. Upon feeling Phanty's rump against his other hand, he gave it a soft slap before gently massaging and caressing the ample cheek.

>As soon as he got into the rhythm of things, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of Mavis's chest and Phanty's rump, he felt his underwear finally come off. His fully erect manhood stood proud, throbbing in the cool air as Mavis stared at it in awe. She slid down, lying down on her stomach and resting one arm on his lap before pressing her lips against the base of the shaft and giving it a gentle kiss to watch it twitch. While Phantasma kept his mouth occupied, the vampire dragged her tongue up the length, collecting the precum that had been dribbling out of the tip before flicking her tongue against the head and wrapping her lips around his cock. Her tongue swirled around the glans of his member, her hand gently massaging his hefty sack while she kicked her feet in the air happily. Phantasma rested one of her hands on Mavis's head, carefully guiding her to take more and more of his manhood into her hot, wet mouth. Once half of the shaft was past her lips, she began bobbing her head, her lips gliding along the shaft while her tongue tried to cover as much of the surface as possible.

>Anon let out a low groan as he felt the vampires soft lips against his erection. He was nearly overwhelmed with pleasurable sensations, having never felt such things before. With the small amount of focus he wasn't using to make out with Phanty, he reached over and rested his hand on Mavis's rear, giving it a squeeze much like the one he gave to her ghostly friend's ass. Automatically, his fingers grasped at the thong that stretched across the vampire's supple rump and pulled them aside to reveal her glistening sex. Slowly and teasingly, he slid his index finger up and down her lubricated slit. All the while, his cock throbbed and twitched, eager to let loose down her throat.

>As soon as she felt his fingers sliding against her entrance, Mavis shivered, almost biting on his cock but just managing to prevent it. She pulled off, letting Phantasma slide down to a similar position that mirrored the vampire before they began kissing the shaft from both sides. Phanty had somehow warmed up her body, as her lips stimulated his erection just as much as Mavis's were. They dragged their tongues up and down the shaft, occasionally kissing each other with the dick in between their mouths. Mavis began suckling on his sack, Phanty wrapping her lips around his manhood and bobbing her head while her body began floating in aroused glee. Mavis's wetness soaked his hand, her pussy quivering against the tips of his fingers while her legs squirmed and kicked off the panties to ensure all three of them were now fully in the nude.

>Another, louder groan slipped out from Anon as Phanty joined Mavis in sucking him off. As with Mavis, his hand wandered in between the phantom's legs and found her pussy, sliding his fingers in between her folds. Anon tilted his head back against the couch, taking in each and every sensation. At the beginning of the night, he considered himself unlucky, being forced to deliver to a creepy old house in the middle of nowhere. Now, he had completely changed his outlook, almost in disbelief that he was so fortunate to come across these two.

>He could feel himself getting close, but he didn't want to finish just yet. He wanted to finish the old fashioned way. He wanted to pump these sluts full of his seed and watch their eyes roll back in pure pleasure.

Hey, how about I cum inside you guys? That sound fun?

>That idea sounded great to both of the girls, who looked at each other and nodded before giving the cock one last kiss at the same time and hopping up to prepare for a new position. Mavis jumped onto him, her knees on either side of his waist as she grabbed his cock, stroking the wet shaft with her hand before pressing it against her dripping wet hole. Keeping her eyes on his face, she bit her lip as the tip began to spread apart her entrance and slide into her hot, tight love tunnel. Her slick walls trembled around his length while Phanty sat on her knees and watched the manhood sliding into the vampire. Once it was balls deep, the ghost went to work, spreading Mavis's cheeks and dragging her tongue from his balls all the way up to Mavis's backdoor and back down again. As the ghost used her tongue, Mavis began grinding against him, feeling his rod churn her insides up as a bright blush formed in her face.

>Anon felt his own blush spread as he penetrated Mavis' dripping slit. To encourage her, her brought his hands to her hips and gently pushed her down onto his cock, pushing deeper and deeper inside her tight pussy. He shivered as Phantasma lapped at his sack, reminding him of how close he was to climax.

Ah...easy! I don't wanna cum just yet...I wanna Mavis's face when I fill her to the brim.

>Phanty obliged to his begging to keep him from cumming too early, instead floating up and wrapping her arms around Mavis's chest and groping at her from behind. Her fingers massaged and squeezed the tits for Anon's viewing pleasure, before she decided to change plans. The ghost swept around Mavis, shoving her plump rear into Anon's face and forcing his lips against her sopping wetness. She pulled the vampire in for a deep kiss, the taste of cock still being shared between the two as she shakes her ass in the anon's face. Mavis upgraded from grinding to full on bouncing, feeling his cock strike her deepest parts repeatedly as the two girls moan into each other's mouths in ecstatic joy.

>As soon as his demands were met, Anon's face was met with plump ghost booty. He was a bit disappointed that Phanty was blocking his view, but a quick taste of her dripping sex cheered him up immediately. It almost reminded him of that old Hi-C flavor based off of Ghostbusters. Immediately, his tongue went to work, lapping up and down Phanty's wet slit before plunging deeper in between her folds.

>While that was happening, his toes curled as he felt Mavis begin to bounce on his cock, pushing his orgasm closer and closer. His hands moved from her hips to her rump, giving it a firm squeeze as it jiggled with every impact. Her wet insides milked his cock, begging for his thick, potent seed. He was getting close...

>Phantasma shivered, her thighs wrapping around his head and holding it in place as his tongue went deeper into her delicious hole. Mavis made sure the ghost stayed afloat, worried that the sensation may make her drop as the vampire continued to bounce up and down on his cock. His balls smacked against her jiggling ass, the girl moaning and trembling as both of them felt their orgasms coming up.

...aaaWAAHAAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

>Phantasma let out an ear-piercing shriek of ecstasy as her juices splashed onto the anon's face. Mavis soon followed, groaning loudly as her pussy tightened and convulsed around his girth. Suddenly, the ghost pushed Mavis off as they both tumbled to the floor, the girls both still feeling the effects of orgasm as they begin slobbering all over his throbbing, swollen dick. They alternated between eating up his dick and making out with each other, as a breathy Mavis began begging to him.

Finish all over us, cover our faces!

>The two sat side to side, holding their mouths wide open and propping up their pairs of tits to take the anon's load all over both of them.

>Before he could even speak, Anon threw his head back and half-gasped, half-screamed in pleasure. Thick, gooey strands of seed shot out from his cock, landing squarely on the two awaiting girls. Some of it landed in their hair, some in their mouths, and some on their tits. Anon kept cumming for a good 8 seconds before the last drop of jizz spilled out and onto the floor. Anon fell back, naked form draped across the couch.

Fuck...that was awesome, but...I kinda wanted to finish inside you guys...

>The two girls kept still, holding their eyes shut as his seed rained down on them. The pearly white cum contrasted against Mavis's hair as it stuck to their skin and filled up their mouths. Once his orgasm had ended, the two girls looked at each other, their mouths dribbling out semen before they began kissing each other. His milky load was swapped between their mouths before Mavis went down and began licking more of his cum off of Phanty's tits, the ghost holding the first part of his cock milk in her mouth. Once Phanty's tits and face were cleaned up, the ghost swapped the cum into the vampire's mouth and went to work cleaning up Mavis. With the entire load between their mouths, they began kissing once again, letting the salty seed swap from mouth to mouth as their tongues twisted around each other. Once they had finished the show for him, they swallowed what was in their mouths, the only cum left soaking on their hair as they climbed into the couch. Mavis gave the complaining anon a kiss on the cheek and whispered into his ear.

What, you think this is the only time you're gonna fuck us?

>Anon looked to Mavis, a grin slowly developing on his face.

Oh, well, not anymore. I'd be happy to come back here as many times as you want.

>He pressed a quick kiss to the vampire's lips before doing the same for Phanty. He stretched and got comfortable, cuddling up with Mavis on the couch.