Where'd she get to?

You returns to the foyer, and Riley's gone. The car's still here, so she didn't bail.

"Yo Jack, where'd my girl go?"

"I believe she went downstairs."

"Damn it, seriously? Bitch can't wait a fucking minute." you sigh as you stomp off to the basement.

The basement is where Keith put most of the Universal Monsters. Dracula, mummies alive, Swamp Thing was down here, but you got rid of the black mold. You scope out the area, finding Riley poking around in the hall of brides. There are three coffins against a wall for Dracula's bitches, a sarcophagus is over on the far wall, the MILF of Frankenstein is in the corner and the invisible woman is probably somewhere. You get an idea for a spook, so you creeps in and behind Riley without her notice. Suddenly, you scoops her up by the thighs and push her against the middle coffin where her feet plant on either lid. Riley shrieks and struggles in your grip.

"Oh no, Dracula's come to make you his bitch!" You laugh as you fumble clearing the way between your cock and her folds.

Your voice seems to calm Riley as she squirms to play at escape, "No, please! Don't make me like these pasty skinny bitches. Wouldn't your rather have me warm, wet and alive?" She punctuates her list by sliding her pussy along your shaft. It's a great indication of all three qualities.

"Alright, show me what you can do!" your penetration is met with a low moan as Riley's head fall on his chest. Her half-lidded eyes are drunk with lust and her lips quest for his. Naturally, you meet her for fierce tongue tangling.

It's then that the middle bride snaps open her eyes. Seeing this, you break the kiss and smile, "Come on in, the water's great!" you stroke the front of Riley's flower gaining a shudder from the girl.

Wordlessly, the bride smirks and leans forward. Her head looms over Riley, forcing her to take note. As Riley looks to the vampire, the bride dives in for a savage kiss while grabbing and kneading her breasts. Riley gets frenzied and starts twisting her waist as she bounces. She could get the lid off a jar the way she's riding if only her dripping arousal didn't destroy her grip.

The other brides flank you, stroking your back while they press in. Neither you nor the woman on your left close their eyes as you meet in a kiss. Girl needs some tictacs cause her mouth tastes like a period. You reels back from the kiss and accidentally headbutts the opposite bride. Before he can apologize, you see the woman in front with her mouth stretched open over Riley's neck; a pair of teeth extend to needle points.

"Woah!" You scream as he shoves her forehead away while hopping back. With Riley supported by one hand on her right thigh and a dick in her cooch, she starts to spin. You quickly slide your arm around her midsection. "Babe, I think you should slip off my dick about now."

No response, she's been fucked too good. Maybe lezzing out with vampires triggered something. You remembered watching Twilight, and your favorite part was when the plain girl made out with the hot vampire girl. Actually, it was probably Riley trying to pay attention with your hand up her skirt.

The brides turn to you, one on the ground, one holding her nose. Collectively, they take a breath and growl, "WRRYYYYYY!"

Nope, you aren't dealing with this. Hopping backwards worked out well enough so far, so it's probably best to GTFO and leave crazy bitches where they lie. Scrambling out with Riley isn't gaceful, but you get further from the brides and closer to the door.