The closet

Leanne saw a nearby closet and quickly opened the door before diving inside. She tried to control her breathing as she silently shut the door behind her. Listening carefully for the sound of the clown or anyone else following her.

It was calm and after a few minutes Leanne began to relax. She wasn't ready to leave her hiding place just yet. She had no idea who might be waiting just outside. Plus she was only wearing a small towel that barely covered her hot body. Most of her slender legs were exposed and it only just reached past her pert rear. She held the towel tightly around her. Wishing it covered more than it did as she wondered what she should do. She could hardly stay in there all day.

Leanne looked around the small cupboard. There was clutter and random boxes strung all over. It was dark except for an unusual orange glow emanating from somewhere in the far corner. Cautiously she stepped forwards. Her eyes were starting to become accustomed to the gloom when she saw something out of the corner of her eye that caused her to cry out in shock. It was a scarecrow with a creepy pumpkin head, complete with terrifying expression carved into it's face.

"Jesus!" she exclaimed, breathing heavily. "What the fuck is that thing?" Calming herself down she continued forwards until she was almost upon the orange light. Summoning up one final spell of courage, Leanne peeked around a stack of boxes and saw the source of the light. It was a jack-o'-lantern, the candle flickering and generating strange shadows on the wall. A sigh of relief escaped Leanne as her latest fear was quelled. However as Leanne turned back she began to wonder who'd left the lantern there.

Preoccupied by this thought Leanne stumbled her way back through the stacks of boxes between her and the door. She was just backing out between two large boxes when her rear came into contact with something unusual. She nervously reached a hand behind her, jumping anxiously as she touched something solid.

She tried to relax but as she slid her hand across she felt something else. Leanne caressed the hard cock with her fingers. Running them up and down the length as she instinctively teased the shaft through the material. It felt pretty big and Leanne was beginning to grow fearful. Who was it and what did they want?

The second question was easier to imagine an answer. Maybe it was Gary playing with her. He could have seen her run in there and followed. Whoever it was Leanne didn't want to protest lest she draw attention to her hiding place.

Slowly she reached inside his trousers and wrapped her fingers around the swollen member. It was incredibly thick. She could barely reach the whole way round the fat, veiny shaft and her mind began to imagine how it would feel sliding between her pussy lips. Swiftly she pulled the length from the trousers. She felt a pair of strong hands touch her smooth thighs as her tiny towel was lifted up and her slit exposed.

Leanne knew this guy wanted to fuck her and if she didn't submit then who knows what else would find her if she protested too loudly. She guided the immense erection towards her waiting pussy. Holding it tight against her moist lips before she felt the guy thrust forwards and penetrate her with two or three sizeable inches. "Ohh fuck!" exclaimed the young woman as her lover gave a low grunt. He moved his hands to her hips and held her firmly as he began to drive his dick deeper.

Leanne moaned as quietly as she could and her eyes closed as she felt the thick cock reaching further inside her pussy. Slowly he fucked her, moving back and forth, working more of his huge shaft into her slit with each thrust forwards.

"Oh God..." she groaned. "Mmmm... Fuck! Holy shit!" She was trying to resist the immense pleasure she was feeling but that only heightened the experience. The guy was enjoying himself too and she soon felt the pace quicken as he began to drive his cock faster between her lips. Soon he was screwing her so hard she almost lost her balance and had to support herself on a nearby stack of boxes. The sensation as his enormous dick screwed her was giving the young woman such unbelievable pleasure. "Ohhhh... Fuck!"

She continued moaning, enjoying being fucked hard and passionately. Between groans Leanne became eager to see who was giving such a good fuck. She peered over her shoulder and immediately wished she hadn't. She saw the hideous, grinning face of the pumpkin-headed scarecrow! His dick buried deep inside her as he fucked her hard.

"Oh shit!" yelled Leanne. But as she tried to escape the scarecrow's grip on her tightened and she had no chance to flee. Her hand slapped across her mouth as she tried to suppress her moans. As hard as it was to imagine this could get worse any time of someone heard her. She was doing her best to stifle her screams of passion, fighting against the pleasure the scarecrow's huge shaft was bringing her. All she could do was hope he would finish soon and she'd be able to escape safely after that.

The pace was quickening all the time. His grip was firm and there was no let up from the intense fucking. He was pulling her back onto his shaft, forcing himself deep inside her hole. Leanne wasn't sure how much more of this she could stand. But, moments later, she heard a low groan from behind her before the scarecrow ejaculated furiously inside her pussy. Thick goo oozed from her slit and ran down her thighs.

No sooner had he orgasmed than Leanne felt the hold on her relax, causing her to fall forwards. She felt exhausted but gathered up enough strength to get to her feet and charge for the door as cum ran down her thighs from her abused pussy. Clinging to the little towel as she held it firmly in place around her body.

She turned to speed down the corridor as she came face to face with Abbie. The young woman she'd met earlier.