Chapter 3

“That’s just plain creepy” said Krystyna, handing Jim his beer across the bar.

“Don’t tell me you buy into that story?” Jim asked the pretty blonde bartender at Joe’s Bar. Jim and Krystyna had been dating for quite some time. After Jim got off work, he made it a habit to come to the bar where his girlfriend worked. He’d have a few beers, they’d chat, and he’d take her home. So far tonight was no different. Little did either suspect that this night their routine would radically change.

“I dunno,” she replied, “I hear there’s some weird shit that goes on at that old church. You hear a lot of stories behind this counter.”

“And you believe all these goofy stories? Hey, have a I got a bridge to sell you!” Jim would have said more, but Krystyna tossed a damp towel in his face.

“OK hot shot, make fun, but do you think Kevin is the type of guy to make up something like that?”

Jim paused, thinking for a minute. “No, I guess that’s the part that troubles me the most. I know Kev pretty well, and I’ve never seen him run from anything. Something pretty weird must have happened for them to take off like that.”

“You have to admit one thing though,” she said in a quiet voice. “That was some pretty kinky stuff they were doing.”

Jim was surprised. “You got turned on by that? Them doing it there?”

“Well sure, haven’t you ever wanted to get it on in a graveyard or something?”

“Um, well, I guess so...” To be honest, Jim had never given it much thought. But from the look on his girlfriends face, she had.

“Gosh, just the thought of them, fucking in there, umm...” Krystyna closed her eyes, and was wiggling her slim hips just slightly. Jim thought quickly. If she was this turned on, he’d bet good money he’d get one hell of a lay taking her to the old cemetery.

Before he could say much else, her boss Joe (who the bar was named after) came by to discuss a few things prior to letting her go for the night. Jim finished his beer, and the couple left. When they exited the parking lot, instead of turning right Jim took a left.

“Where are we going?” asked Krystyna in a confused voice.

“Oh, I thought we might do a little sight seeing.”

“Sight seeing? It’s the middle of the night, and this fog is so thick I can barely see the front of the car! Just what the hell do you expect to see?”

“Oh, I think you’ll like it. Just trust me babe...” She gave Jim a look that conveyed doubts as to his current state of sanity, but remained silent. After a short drive, Jim pulled up to the old cemetery gates and shut off the engine.

“Oooh!” Krystyna squealed. “You horny little devil you. Now I see what you have planned.” Sliding across the seat, she grabbed Jim and began kissing him. They embraced passionately for several minutes, before she broke it off. “Hey, lets go for a walk.” he suggested.

They got out, and with a little work Jim managed to get the front gate open. It creaked as it opened, reminding them of a cheesy horror movie. The fog made it difficult to see, and the stumbled once or twice on overturned gravestones. They soon made their way to an old mausoleum.

“This looks like a good place.” he announced.

“Place for what?” she asked coyly.

“For this” he replied, grabbing her roughly and kissing her. “I want you. Here, now!”

Krystyna was getting very aroused. “Oh baby, tell me, tell me what you are going to do!”

“I’m gonna fuck your sweet cunt right in the middle of this graveyard. You hear that all you ghosts and goblins?” he yelled out. “I’m gonna fuck this beautiful woman right here, and I dare any of you to stop me!” His challenge thrown, he began ripping Krystyna’s clothes off. Turned on, she also began pulling Jim’s clothes off, and soon they were both naked.

Krystyna dropped to her knees, and began sucking his prick. Half stiff already, it became incredibly hard in her mouth. Jim moaned with delight, but was afraid she’d make him cum too soon. He pulled her head away, and dropped to his knees as well. He kissed her, then worked his way down her sweet chest to her bulging nipples. He took each one in his mouth, coating it with saliva. Krystyna groaned, holding his head close to her. His fingers, meanwhile, where rubbing her curly haired cunt, making her clit stiff and moist.

She pushed Jim onto his back, the marble step chilling him. Krystyna moved up, and slid his cock right into her wet pussy. Slowly at first, she bounced up and down on his manhood. His hips began moving up to meet hers, picking up the pace. Soon their crotches were slapping together noisily. Krystyna fell forward, her nipples brushing against Jim’s.