I recently published my fourth book called Freakshow. It's a short story compilation that was partially inspired by the 80s horror classic Creepshow. Mysterious storyteller known as "The Freak," tells four stories that combines Erotica and Horror with a twist of humor. To commemorate my book's release, I will post the first story here for free on Adult Conversations. Enjoy!
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A thick cloud of mist fills the dim-lit castle. A figure in a dark, druid-like cloak emerges from the mist. Moving in closer, he removes the hood, revealing a pale-skinned man with a huge nose.
“Hello guys and ghouls.” He says. He sits on a chair that resembles a throne. “Allow me to introduce myself. Well…you can call me ‘The Freak.’ I’m here to tantalize your fancy and spook you a little, and I think I have a few stories here that will do the trick.”
He grabs a thick, brown book, about the size of an encyclopedia, sitting on the dark brown table in front of him. “In our first tale, a concerned mom makes a midnight call to a priest to help her ill daughter. I call this possessed piece, “The Sexorcist.”
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Priest Elden Gold receives a disturbing phone call in the middle of the night. He’s not able to make out what’s being said because the only sounds coming from the phone is gibberish and screams. This sounds like someone in distress and in dire need. He says to himself. Going to the computer, he does a reverse look-up of the number that called him.
He’s able to trace the number to the address of the home of the disturbing noises. Being someone who is always looking to lend a helping hand, he jumps in his 2016 silver Cadillac CT6 to find the residence.
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“Oh, praise the Lord.” Says a middle-aged woman after opening the door, seeing Priest Gold standing before her. “I wasn’t sure if you would come.”
“I’m here, ma’am. I came as soon as I could. What seems to be the problem?”
“Well, my name is Janet. I’m the mother of Daphne Ellis.”
“Oh, you have a daughter. How is she?”
“Not well, Priest Elden. You see…I know this is going to sound crazy, but I think she’s demonically possess—”
Her explanation is interrupted by sickening howls and screams. The priest looks towards the staircase in shock, Janet in despair. She gives him a look of conformation.
“Yes, that’s where the sounds are coming from, and those were the sounds you heard on the phone.”
“Oh my.”
“Could you help her, Priest Elden?”
“Sure. That’s what I’m here for.”
Janet grabs his arm before he heads upstairs. “Priest?”
“Yes, Ms. Ellis?”
“My apologies for bothering you so late, but my daughter needs—”
“It’s alright, Ms. Ellis. I understand.”
He gives her a nod and makes his way upstairs. Janet’s voice can be heard, telling him that Daphne’s room is the second door on right. Finding the door, Elden gently knocks, only to be slightly startled by the violent screams in response.
“Daphne? Daphne, I’m here to help you.”
Daphne releases a demonic laugh. “Help me? You think you can help me? Many have tried but failed. What makes you think that you’re different?”
“I’m willing to go where others haven’t gone.”
“Oh really?” The door creaks open. “Come on in.”
Priest Elden takes a step, now standing in the doorframe. He sees Daphne laying still, almost as if she’s chained to the bed, but there are no visible bonds in sight. She’s dressed in a silk white dress, and her hair is well done. Her head moving only, it turns to meet eyes with Elden.
“Hello, priestly.”
“Hello, um, Daphne.”
Her body levitates. It turns towards the direction of Elden to face him. “Okay, Mr. Priest. You said you will go where others haven’t gone. Let’s see what you can do, saint.”
“Okay, but first, I need to know exactly what the problem is.”
“Come closer and you’ll find out.”
Moving cautiously, Elden makes his way towards Daphne’s floating body.
“I’m here to help you.” He assures her. He examines Daphne from head to toe. This may seem a bit inappropriate, but man, she’s fine as hell. Not bad to look at, nice tits, nice legs. The only problem is that green skin.
The air from the fan blows up the hem of her dress, revealing that she’s not wearing any panties. Upon this discovery, there’s something quite interesting that catches his attention.
Her cherry is intact. I think know exactly what the problem is. He looks up at her. “Have you ever been with a man?”
“The fuck you think, negro? I’m 21 years old, and I still haven’t had any dick!”
“Oh, so that’s what it is. You’re sexually frustrated.”
“And horny as fuck.” The demonic tone is expressed through clenched teeth.
“So, do you still think you can help me?” She laughs deviously.
After exchanging glances with her, he braces himself. “Yes, I can.”
She floats down onto the bed, sitting in an upright position. She lays on her back, her head still propped up looking at Elden. “Then come get this pussy.” She says while spreading her legs open.
He takes a deep breath, removing his clothes. It’s not the woman in and of herself, she looks and is built the way I like them. I just can’t get past that green skin. I know it’s the demonic possession, but still. Oh well, what I won’t do to help people.
Elden walks over to the outstretched legs of Daphne. Slowly, he fingers, rub, and pets her clit. A combination of demonic and feminine moans and sighs leaves her lips.
“That feels so good. Stroke my pussy.” She demands.
She squeezes her breasts while finger fucking her. Her moans become more and more feminine. She sits up, and he takes her nipple into his mouth. She releases another mixture of moans while he goes from one nipple to the other. She chuckles deviously, gets on her knees, grabbing his cock and playing with it before putting it in her mouth.
“Oh lord have mercy.” He says. His hand clutches the back of her head while she deep-throats him.
She stands on her feet, walks him over to the bed and pushes him on it.
“Damn, you’re strong.” He mutters.
He squeezes her 32DDs as she fiercely rides him cowgirl style. She’s riding him so hard he’s having a hard time closing his mouth. Her moans, sighs and screams alternate between demonic and feminine. He gets on top and pummels her pussy from the missionary position.
“Oh god! Yes! Fuck my pussy!” She exclaims.
He raises up, grabbing a hold of her legs, inserting his cock inside her wet punani, gyrating and working inside her slowly. The shifting between her moans is actually turning him on, moving him to thrust even more. The more he thrusts, the softer her sounds become.
“Ohhh…ohhh. Fuck me. Fuck me baby!” The demonic tone returns.
“Are you ready for a healing?”
“Yes, heal me.”
“Are you ready to be blessed?”
“Bless me baby. Make me a believer.”
He’s fucking her so hard the bed starts rocking faster.
“Oh shit…oh shit…Oh my…yes! Fuckkkk!”
She lets out a horrific scream. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, her body goes into convulsions and she squirts a geyser of cum, sending him into the ceiling. The green skin gradually dissolves, and her natural light brown skin returns.
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“Are you okay, Priest Elden?” Janet asks. “You’re walking funny.”
“I’m fine, ma’am. I tripped over something, but I’ll be fine.”
“Yeah, heard a lot of noise up there. How is she?”
“She’s fine, now.”
“Hi mom.” Daphne says, standing at the top of the staircase smiling.
A huge smile comes across Janet’s face. “Daphne!”
Daphne comes downstairs, embracing her mom with a hug.
“Thank you, Priest Elden.” Janet says. “I can’t thank you enough. How can I ever repay you?”
“It’s okay, ma’am. It’s part of the job—exorcising demons, healing the sick—”
“Demons?” Daphne asks. She looks at Janet. “What’s he talking about?”
“You weren’t feeling well Daphne, and he helped you.”
“Oh okay.” She hugs Elden. “Thanks.”
No, thank you. He says to himself.
“I’m about to go upstairs and get some rest. I don’t why, but I feel so exhausted.”
“Okay. Good night, Daphne.”
“Good night, mom.”
“You saved my daughter. There must be something I can do to repay you.” An idea dawns on her. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll send a donation first thing in the morning.”
“That would be nice, ma’am. Thank you.”
“No, thank you.”
After closing the door behind him, Janet adjusts her robe, sulking. I was gonna pay him back with some pussy. I knew what was going on up there, I’m not crazy. Bastard fucked my daughter but didn’t wanna fuck me. Well, at least Daphne’s okay now. It has been a long night I’m going to bed.
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