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Disclaimer: Scooby-Doo belongs to Hanna-Barbera Productions. This story is
not-for-profit, but I own it.

Date: 03/15/2006

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Strong language, female solo sex, voyurism, male solo sex,
male/female sex, mind control

Category: Het

Pairing: Velma/m

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Other Notes: This story is based on a picture entitled 'Studio 188' by an
artist named Julius Zimmerman.

Summary: After attending a music concert with her friends, Velma decides to
walk home and gets herself caught in the pouring rain, causing her to run
over to the very first house that she spots.

Dedications: None so far.
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Scooby-Doo: On A Dark And Stormy Night
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

Let me ask all of you ghost hunters this one question: What would happen if
you were walking home all by yourself, only to get yourself caught in the
pouring rain and having no other choice, but to spend the night at an old
house that might actually not be empty?

I could already tell by the huge amount of silence that there are some of you
who are trying to figure out what I'm trying to get at, Which -- of course --
is telling me that I might as well go ahead and tell you the story -- which
had happened on a dark and stormy night -- that I'm writing right now.

You see, it was on the evening of the 15th day of March that a lovable great
dane named Scooby-Doo and his friends -- Freddy Jones, Shaggy Rogers, Daphne
Blake and Velma Dinkley -- had stepped out of a local music hall after having
seen their favorite rock group perform live in concert and walked over to a
van that was known as the Mystery Machine.

And while the others were placing themselves inside the van, a concerned
Freddy had looked at Velma, noticed that she was looking at the stars in the
clear night sky and asked, "Say, Velma? Don't you want to come with us over
to Daphne's place? She said that her folks wouldn't mind."

"Thanks, but no thanks, Freddy. Besides, I've figured that since it's such a
clear night, I might as well walk myself home," a smiling Velma has answered
Freddy's question after she had turned towards him and the others in the
Mystery Machine. "I'll see you guys later. Okay?"

And after Freddy has driven himself and the others to Daphne's place of
residence, Velma has taken a deep breath and started walking all the way
back to her own house, only to have a bunch of storm clouds appear from
out of nowhere and start pouring down rain on the poor girl.

That had caused a shocked Velma to start running towards the very first house
that she had spotted and knocking on the front door, which had opened and
allowed a young and handsome brown-haired hunk look at a soaking-wet Velma
with a look of concern on his face and say, "Wholly fucking shit! You look
like you had gone over Niagra Falls without a barrel. You might as well come
in and get yourself warm."

And then, after she had stepped inside the house and thanked the male
stranger for his kind offer, he had poured a cup of tea, handed it to his
unexpected guest and said, "By the way, my name is Adam McKeefe. May I ask
what your name is?"

"My name is Velma Dinkley... and I had made the mistake of letting my
friends leave without me and making me walk home in weather like this," a
very-pleased Velma has answered Adam's question after she had taken a sip
of her tea. "I really do hope that I'm not being an incovinience to you,
Adam."

"Why of course you're not, Velma," a small-smiling Adam has said to Velma
after he had placed the cup of tea on the living room table for her. "Look,
why don't go up the stairs and take a nice, warm shower in the bathroom,
while I try to find something clean and dry for you to wear. Okay?"

And after she had nodded her head in agreement with her newfound friend's
suggestion, Velma had gone up the steps and into the bathroom, stripped off
all of her wet clothes, turned on the water, stepped into the shower and
started rbbing soap all over her bare-ass naked body, only to have a sudden
wave of erotic passion wash over her and cause her to start pumping two of
her fingers in and out of her hot, wet pussy and carressing her own tits
with the other hand.

That was before a nude Adam has placed himself inside the bathroom, stared
at Velma and her fantastically-built body and started stroking his stiff
cock for about a minute or two just before he had stepped inside the same
shower and placed his hands on her bare chest.

Then, after she had turned herself around and notice that her newfound friend
was standing right in front of her, a confused Velma was about to ask Adam
what was he doing in there, only to have him place the tips of his fingers on
her lips and say, "Sssshhhh. It's going to be okay, Velma. There's no need
for you to be afraid. All you need to do now is just relax... and enjoy it."

And then, after they had kissed each other ever so passionately on the lips,
Adam has started licking all over Velma's body -- all the way down to her
hot, moist snatch and carressing her firm breasts and she had placed her
hands on his bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it,
Adam! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

And after they had placed themselves down on the floor of the shower and he
had turned himself around and allowed her to start sucking on his stone hard
dick, Velma has suddenly realized that even though she might had been under
some form of mind control at the time, she was experiencing something that
she had never experienced with anyone like Adam before, for she was
experiencing pure and untamed erotica... and enjoying every minute of it.

Just then, after they had finally finished taking their shower together and
moved themselves out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, the two newfound
lovers had placed themselves on the bed and Adam has started pumping his
stiff cock in and out of a sexually-energized Velma's asshole and carressing
both her tits and snatch, causing her to place one of her hands on his bare
shoulder and the other hand on his bare arm and yell at the top of her lungs,
"AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, ADAM! TOUCH ME! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF
ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then, after they had started moving themselves harder and faster and
their lovemaking has entered its final haunted house, both Adam and Velma
had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell asleep with their naked
arms in a lover's embrace.

Just then, on the very next day, a sudden knocking on the door has caused
Velma to wake-up from her sound sleep and discover that she was the only one
in the bedroom and her newfound lover was nowhere in the room to be found.

That has caused a curious Velma to put on her glasses, put on a shirt from
out of the closet, go downstairs and open the door just in time for her to
see that Scooby-Doo and the others had just shown-up and gazed at her with
the look of confusion on their faces.

"Oooohhhh, I'm so glad that you guys are here. Maybe you could help me find
Adam," a relieved Velma has said after her four friends had stepped inside
the house. "I had just woken-up and discovered that he had suddenly
disappeared."

That was before a curious Freddy had cleared his throat, placed his gentle
hands on Velma's shoulders and asked, "Velma, could you please tell us what
his full name is?Let's just say that we really need to know."

"Why sure, Freddy. His full name is Adam McKeefe," Velma has answered
Freddy's question just before she had noticed the look of fear appearing
in the eyes of both Shaggy and Scooby. "What's going on, Freddy? Why are
you guys suddenly interested in Adam?"

And after they all had walked into the living room and sat themselves down
on the sofa, a concerned Daphne has taken a deep breath, placed her gentle
hand on Velma's knee and said, "You see, Velma. We had came over to this
place to investigate the exsistance of the ghost of Adam McKeefe, who had
died of a broken heart inside this very house on July 27th, 1969 after his
one true love had left him to join a hippie commune."

And then, after she had looked at the others nodding their heads in front of
her and realized that the story that Daphne had told her was true, the only
thing that Velma had allowed herself to do was look straight out into space
with wide-eyes and softly say this one word: "Jinkies!"

THE END!

    

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