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Raped by Beasts on Easter, by Jezebel Rose

As soon as the front door shut, I quickly ran up the stairs to my bedroom.

Finally my parents are gone! I can have some peace and quiet.

I jumped backwards onto my bed and grabbed the little pink dildo hiding under my pillow. Smiling to myself, I closed my eyes and thought of my boyfriend Jack.

Cool breezes flew through the window and ran over my bare chest as I clicked on my toy and slid it up over my panties.

My other hand ran up my chest and massaged my breasts as I thought about Jack’s large cock deep inside me.

Even though we haven’t had sex yet, I still fantasized about it all the time. He was the epitome of sexy in my book. The perfect guy. He had to have a huge cock from the look of the bulge in his pants all the time… and don’t even get me started about that ass. Damn.

I slowly slide the vibrator inside my pussy as my back arched in pleasure. Tiny black dots appeared in my vision as the world around me seemed to slow as I approached an intense orgasm.

Finally release.

Curling my toes I felt the intense buildup suddenly explode within my body just as I heard a loud crash come from downstairs.

What the hell! My parents are gone for the weekend. I should be alone.

I should have just called the cops. I didn’t.

Taking matters into my own hands, I slid my skirt back on and placed the vibe on my bedside table.

I peeked around the corner from the bedroom and listened intently. It was quiet.

The only sound I heard was faint church bells ringing in the distance. It is Easter after all.

Picking up my brother’s wooden baseball bat, I headed down the stairs and to the basement door. Slowly opening the door to the basement I stopped and listened again. Still complete silence.

Maybe the sound was all in my head? It is possible I suppose.

I crept down the stairs and turned around the corner.

The light flickered, casting long dark shadows into the depths of the basement. My eye caught movement.

Something was down there, and that something was big.

I stood there, peering around the corner as I heard another noise. It sounded like something falling to the floor and breaking open. Similar to how an egg would sound if it was dropped to the floor in the kitchen.

“Hello?” I called out into the darkness.

No reply.

I felt a chill run up my spine as I gripped my bat tighter.

Normally I wouldn’t be such a pussy, but today felt different. Something wasn’t right here.

Stepping around the corner and staring in the direction of the movement I crept closer.

Whoever was there, I was going to beat the shit out of them. No way was anyone or anything going to fuck up my Easter holiday. No way in hell was I going to be sitting in a police station giving statements. I deserved this weekend and nobody was going to take that away from me.

“Whoever is there, get the fuck out!” I yelled.

My hand trembled as I held the bat up over my shoulder in preparation for beating the shit out of whatever was back in that dark corner.

Skitter skitter skitter

I heard something fly across the floor to the other side of the basement.

My eyes barely tracked the movement as it flew so quickly. The cool damp air of the room rose chills on my arms as I turned and looked to where the person or thing went.

Another dark corner.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” I sung to myself under my breath as I moved towards the dark corner.

Without hesitation, I jumped into the shadows and swung my bat as hard as I could.

I hit nothing.

But something hit me and threw me onto my stomach.

I felt something jackhammering me from behind with lightning fast speed.

It hit my panties several times, then a hole formed and within seconds the creature had penetrated me.

The warm sensation of a thick shaft entering my pussy grew suddenly very pleasurable as I laid there on the ground in my basement moaning loudly.

Whatever this thing was, I was suddenly more than alright with it.

I still couldn’t see the creature, but it certainly didn’t feel human.

My head turned towards another sound similar to the one I heard earlier. It was another egg. The egg fell from a basket held up near my head.

What the fuck?! Is that a damned Easter Creature?!

The basket swung back and forth as the beast railed into me over and over. My pussy tightened as I felt myself dripping juices onto the floor.

My breathing quickened as I watched the large beast’s feet pound on the ground to my left and right. I was actually enjoying this. As odd as it all was, I kind of liked it.

Does that make me a really fucked up person? If so – I didn’t care. I went with it. I was going to have a damned good Easter weekend after all.

The beast flipped me over onto my back.

Finally I got a decent look at the creature from a small ray of light pouring in through the basement window.

Sure enough – it was the Easter Creature.

Massive front and hind legs, covered in white fur, basket full of eggs… the whole thing looked like something out of a damned fairy tale. Something fake. Something not real. Something… mythical.

I felt the creature’s cock press back into my pussy. Immediately it started railing into me again at lightning speed.

Even the fastest man I had ever been with was nowhere near this fast.

The cock tightened within me and began exploding hot milky cum deep inside my pussy over and over.

Grunting loudly, the beast didn’t stop. It kept going.

Easter eggs flew all over the basement.

How the hell would I explain this mess to my parents!?

The Easter Creature stopped for a moment, then immediately went back to work on my pussy without hesitation. I spread my legs and ran my finger down over my wet slit. The cock was thick, veiny and had small ridges and bumps up the side. It almost felt like one of those really expensive pleasure-dildos.

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