Free Barred by Paisley Walker Page B

further into the park, the man covered in blood and dressed in black, following closely, while Emerson laughs.  “It’s not funny!” She screams at him before turning on the man. “You’re a sadistic fuck! Get the hell away!” With that, Emerson doubles over laughing as does the man, who just smiles a creepy smirk. 
    Emerson pulls her towards the first haunted house they come to. A house set to look like a gargoyle type mansion, filled with vampires and dark creatures of the night.  He smiles, feeling Kimberly grip him tighter, wondering if he should tell her that the only reason she’s being chased so badly is because she is clinging to him like a vice. As they walk through the dark tunnels and walls that make up the mansion, she clings to his back, her head in his shoulder blades while they pass the creatures meant to strike fear. 
    They make the five minute trek through the first house.  Emerson fears he may have some hearing loss from listening to her scream, but he highly doubts she says he doesn’t know how to have fun after this.  He laughs as a woman dressed like a zombie comes walking by and hissing at Kimberly.  She jumps, taking off running to the next safety zone, only to realize she’s just run into a pack of zombies. The fear in her face as she screams, has Emerson laughing all over again. 
    “If only Jonathon could see how you were acting.” Emerson laughs, pulling her to the Walking Dead themed haunted house.  He’s sure she won’t make it through the whole park and he surely doesn’t want her to have a heart attack.  They make their way through the set of his favorite television show and he’s shocked to see how much it actually looks like the set.  Kimberly is screeching at every turn as the zombie’s pop out at them.  An idea strikes into Emerson’s head and he smiles.  He pulls out five hundred dollar bills and looks at one of the actors. 
    “Wanna make some extra money?”
    “Hell yeah.”
    “Got a secret doorway somewhere?”
    “I can’t let you go back there.”
    “I’ll give you five hundred dollars for ten minutes.”
    “Deal.”  The zombie says while opening a hidden door.  Emerson pulls Kimberly through the door, grabs her chin and kisses her.
    “What are you doing?” She questions, finally breaking the kiss.
    “I’m about to fuck you so hard Kimberly.  I can’t wait.”
    “Yes, you can.”
    “Either you suck me or fuck me, which one?” 
    “Emerson.”
    “Kimberly…”
    The look in his eyes is devilish, there is a gleam there, a burning if you will, as she kneels before him.  He unzips his pants, takes her hair in his hand and guides her to his hard cock.  Kimberly isn’t sure when Emerson became this controlling man, but she liked it way more than she should.  She might even have loved it.  He pumps his cock into her mouth while she slides a hand down into her pants and inside the silk of her panties.  She moans while he plunders her mouth, working toward a release.  Right as he starts to throb, he pulls her up, kissing her before turning her around.  He pulls her pants down just enough to expose her ass to him, bending her as he slides his girth inside of her.  It takes three hard pumps of his hips before both of them are screaming with their release.  To think being scared out of your fucking mind would be such a turn on. Now if she could just make it through the rest of the night.
    “Now, still think I don’t know how to have fun?” He questions, pulling her pants back up and re-adjusting his clothing. 
    “I’m sorry I ever said you didn’t, but I really don’t like being scared to death. Can we go?”
    He laughs, taking her hand and knocking on the wall to be let out of the secret door.  The zombie is smiling, knowing that they just fucked in the confines of the darkness.  Emerson pulls her back towards the entrance while the actors constantly jump at her, making her jump and squeal in his arms.  He wouldn’t have had