“This Ain’t Ghost Hunters XXX” Spooky Story Contest

Kari Black knew that her next investigation was going to be good, as she’d been to her fair share of allegedly haunted prisons that actually turned out to be thriving. After thirty minutes of prep work, setting up night-vision cameras, and installing batteries in several miniature electronics; Kari finally made her way into the cell with the most reported activity of all.

She wasn’t alone – she was joined by her closest friend, and fellow investigator – Julie Wells. Julie immediately turned on her voice recorder as they entered the room, and set up a flashlight in the center of the concrete floor. Julie then sat down next to the already cross-legged Kari, and stretched her legs out. She opted for a skirt that night, and the cold concrete ran goosebumps up the back of her legs, and over her ass, in areas she didn’t know could tingle. The panties she wore didn’t exactly provide much coverage.

“Wooo”, Julie giggled. Kari turned her head to Julie and asked what the matter was. “Oh, um, the floor’s just colder than I thought… can we start our EVP session now?” Kari nodded her head in the dark, but Julie could see just a sliver of her silky sand-colored skin in the flashlight’s glow. Kari raised her microphone and asked a few simple questions for any spirit that may be in the room with them. “We heard you’ve been roaming this cell, making noise. Some people have even seen your shadow. So, why not come out and show us what you’re made of?”

Kari paused for any reply, and heard nothing. Julie interjected, “We’re two lonely girls sitting here… we just want to know there’s someone in here with us.” Julie glanced down at the flashlight in the center of the room. “How about going to that light over there,” Julie said, as she pointed in the pitch dark, “and just push it over. We won’t be mad!”

Kari looked over at Julie and smiled. She had taught her well. Kari had known Julie for four years… since her senior year. They’d grown very close, and Julie had taken interest in everything Kari liked – including paranormal investigations. Kari’s smile slowly receded as she became embarrassed. Even though it was dark, she was worried Julie had seen her smile, and what lie beneath it. In just the past few months, Kari had experienced strange and new feelings for Julie… every time Julie would so much as brush against her arm, or push Kari’s hair back from her face, Kari’s heart would pound out of her chest. She hadn’t dared speak of her feelings, and it was quickly becoming a guilt that she kept inside.

Julie interrupted Kari’s thoughts with an “Ugggh.” She quickly stood up and informed Kari that the prison was “probably a bust”, as this was the main cell presented to them as having activity. The rest of the prison was completely sealed, apart from the main entrance, and they weren’t allowed to explore. The owner’s had been at least kind enough to leave them keys to these main areas overnight.

Kari agreed halfheartedly, as she had truthfully not been paying much attention to the debunking at hand. She was working up the nerve in her head to finally tell Julie what was going on. As Kari bit her lip, staring at the now blank spot on the floor where the flashlight had been, Julie walked over to her. Kari had her chin resting on her hand, and was staring glassily at nothing in particular. Julie waved the light back in forth in her face, and Kari seemed to wake out of her trance. “Kari, are you okay, sweetie?” Julie questioned. Kari gulped big, almost hurting her throat. “Well,” Kari began, with the word coming out as more of a squeak, “that’s actually what I’ve wanted to talk to you about… I mean, what’s been bothering me – I, I don’t know if I’m okay anymore.”

Julie scrunched up her forehead in genuine worry, and knelt down to put her hand on Kari’s shoulder. Kari instantly felt relieved, and was able to continue. “Jules, I know we’ve been friends for a long time now… and, I’ve grown to love you like a sister.” Julie grinned from ear to ear as Kari ashamedly looked back to the concrete. “But, actually, it’s passed that now… I am feeling something more. I can’t even be around you without feeling like I’m having a… god… an orgasm.”

Julie slipped out of her kneeling position, and her legs folded to the side as she put her weight on one hand, listening intently. “I’ve… I’ve just been so, so scared that you’ll hate me for it. But, I can’t keep going like this. I just had to spit it out, because I’d trust you with my life, and you’re… the most important thing I have…”

Kari slowly raised her eyes from the floor, as she felt a single tear creeping out. Her eyes met Julie’s, and she could now make out her face perfectly, as the flashlight in Julie’s hand was limply facing upward. Julie was noticeably pale now, and Kari felt her stomach fall. Julie’s mouth was even agape. Finally, Julie swallowed before breaking the long silence.

“Kari… I…” Julie began shaking her head side to side, “I’ve felt the same way. I was going to ask you to move in with me just, … just next month even. I wanted to see where we could go, and if it could even work between us. You saying this… this is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. No man has ever made me feel like you have.” Julie still looked shocked, and her eyes were tired from the night investigation; but she was now grinning again, with her eyes full of tears barely held back by her beautiful lashes. She sat her flashlight on the floor next to Kari, with the light still shining up on their smooth faces.

Julie’s hand was now shaking, as she slowly lifted it to Kari’s face. She cautiously put it to her warm cheek, and pulled Kari’s face closer to her own. Kari felt a weight lift off her shoulders as she leaned forward on both hands, and pressed her plump lips up against her best friend’s. Julie struggled to close her mouth around Kari’s lips, as she fought back her own grin.

As Kari advanced her tongue into Julie’s open mouth, she closed her eyes – and failed to notice her flashlight rising off the ground. As Julie happily moaned, the light rocketed through the prison bars, leaving them alone – on the floor, in the pitch black darkness.

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A cigar cutter.
She brought it lower, lower.
Tiny guillotine!
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Goth? Vampire? Join me.
We had fun … morning … gone … bites!
A suck-sex-ful night.
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Vagina with teeth?
Pfft. Another crazy myth.
Aahhh … inside … pointy?!!
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