Horror Movies

Fbailey story number 191


Horror Movies


It was a dark and rainy night. Our parents were away for the week and we were supposed to be home alone. As you know…kids will be kids. I called up two of my friends and Donna called up some of her friends. Before we knew it we had a house full and they were all spending the night. There were the three of us guys and there were six girls, two for each of us. Donna was fourteen years old and her friends were all about that age too. I am sixteen years old and my friends are too.

We had been teasing the girls all day about our house being haunted, seeing things at night, and hearing strange noises too. My sister told the girls that we were just making it up but I kept telling them that it was for real. We told them every ghost story that we had ever heard at camp.

After we ate some pizza we put some horror movies on. We watched Friday the 13th part one, Nightmare on Elm Street part one, and then we put in the black and white classic…Night of the living Dead. Throughout the movies we told the girls that only the virgins were killed. They knew better but it really didn’t matter, they were already scared.

Just after dark one of my friends had to go home but he told the girls that he was just going outside for a minute and that if he didn’t come back to lock all of the doors and windows, then he left. Sure enough about five minutes later the girls were starting to panic and they were checking the doors and windows. They closed the venetian blinds and pulled the drapes closed too. We all huddled in the family room for safety.

Then one of the girls said that she had to go pee. My sister offered to go with her but I got my baseball bat out of the corner and said that I would protect her. Amanda grabbed my arm and together we carefully made our way up the stairs, through the house, and into the bathroom. I checked under the sink and in the shower first to make sure that the coast was clear. Amanda was one of the younger girls at thirteen and a really cute little blonde. She asked me to wait outside but I told her that it was better if I stayed inside with her. Amanda agreed with my logic but told me not to look. I could hear her clothes rustling and then I head her start to pee. I was listening to the flow splash in the toilet bowl when I heard her fart. I turned around quickly, asked what the noise was, and then I started looking closely around the toilet. Amanda tried to tell me that she had just farted but I told her that wasn’t the noise that I was talking about. I got down on the floor and looked behind the toilet as I moved her legs around. Then I came back up to the level of the toilet seat and told her that it was clear. All the time I was staring at her sweet little pussy with her spare blonde pubic hairs on it. Then I just sat on the floor like an Indian and watched as Amanda wiped her pussy and then started to pull up her panties.