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Brandi was driving to the summer beach cabin in her sports car. Bikini clad and sunglasses, she rides the coast highway with the wind in her hair. He bold self confidence had been spurred by her social media presence. Her followers cheered at her antics. Half naked posses, risque positions and her habit of making everyday things look sexual. She loved it and even tho she would never give it away, she teased and tempted her viewers regularly. Her eyes always looking for the next big selfie. ...
Brandi was driving to the summer beach cabin in her sports car. Bikini clad and sunglasses, she rides the coast highway with the wind in her hair. Her bold self-confidence had been spurred by her social media presence. Her followers cheered at her antics. Half-naked poses, risque positions and her habit of making everyday things look sexual. She loved it and even tho she would never give it away, she teased and tempted her viewers regularly. Her eyes always looking for the next big selfie. ...
He had been fascinated with ghosts and ghosts stories since he was a young c***d. Telling scary stories around a campfire with friends, or simply reading books about ghosts and paranormal experiences, it quickly became his life. One myth in particular always piqued his interest. It was the story of a ghostly lover, who would appear floating through a window in sheer white robes, slowly killing its victim with passion and desire. The eroticism always got to him, and many nights he lay in bed,...
He had been fascinated with ghosts and ghosts stories since he was a young c***d. Telling scary stories around a campfire with friends, or simply reading books about ghosts and paranormal experiences, it quickly became his life.One myth in particular always piqued his interest. It was the story of a ghostly lover, who would appear floating through a window in sheer white robes, slowly killing its victim with passion and desire. The eroticism always got to him, and many nights he lay in bed,...
Chapter Eleven by Simon Fear At 8:30 AM, Mr. Reihnholt was in the kitchen eating breakfast, when he heard the front doorbell ring. When he answered it, he was surprised to see Sgt. Lomack and another uniformed Police Officer standing there. “Sergeant, this is an unexpected surprise. Do come in. I take it you’re here to check up on Ashley?” Mr. Reihnholt stepped out of the way as the two officers walked in. When Mr. Reihnholt shut the door, he noticed that the expression on Sgt....
I swear I could feel it, the soft touch of her hand against my tear-dampened cheek. I knew it could not be so, death had come between us, had terminated our earthly relationship. I would never feel the human touch of her fingers again. What I could feel was the pain of death, and even more the ripping of my soul that the rift of passing had caused. Our life together had been much too brief but the bond of our love had been so strong. It was hard to believe death had come so soon. Could a...
Chapter Eight by Simon Fear Lisa and Steve Logan sat on the couch with their 13-year-old daughter between them. John Reihnholt and his 15-year-old daughter Vicky who was still just wearing her red bikini top and Jean shorts, sat on the smaller couch. Sgt. Lomack from the police dept. and Investigator Dermweiler from the State Police were standing before them going over the last bit of the details that the girls had given them. Shortly after the arrival of the police they had located...
Chapter Six by Simon Fear Mrs. Logan and her daughter Ashley slumped on the fold out bed/couch after Mr. Logan had brought them home. They were very tired as they had not gotten much sleep. As soon as they had lain down they had fallen asleep so Mr. Logan decided to look around the house himself. Every light was on as the officer that night had not turned them off. He first started in the kitchen and looked around. Mrs. Logan’s towel was laying right in the middle of the floor where...
I never used to believe in ghosts or the paranormal. In fact, I’d think you were crazy for even mentioning it around me. There was no way that your spirit or soul was capable of roaming this earth once your life has ended. Either you went to heaven or straight to hell, no in between. I used to always believe that until my husband, Rick, died. Talk about an eye opener. We met when we were both twenty-three and fresh out of college. We met at a local bar and pretty much fell in love from the get...
SupernaturalA bright sun rose over the town of Greenfield, bringing with it a warm day, a day of green trees and blue sky, a day of laughter and happy families and infinite possibilities, a day on which one wouldn't normally expect to encounter ghosts. However, if one were to ask anyone in Greenfield where such ghosts might likely reside, they would no doubt speak of the house at the end of Randolph Street. They would make it clear that there are no such things as ghosts, of course, especially not in a...
He couldn’t understand why the woman put up with him. What he knew of the new American culture, women often stood up for their rights and didn’t let men walk all over them. Perhaps he was wrong. Nay, that wasn’t so. The last couple that lived on the premises fought like mad animals. Often it was the woman, Eva whom was doing the arguing. She said he treated her like less than a person. Kell didn’t know about that. She was treated like royalty compared to the way women were treated in his day....
by Simon Fear Ashley Logan walked around the outside of the old house that her parents were thinking of buying. The Real Estate Agent said that a Lieutenant who had served in the Revolutionary war had built it back in 1796. The guy’s name was John Selmer. He had built the three story, five-bedroom house for his wife and three daughters who were all close to Ashley’s age. She was 13, and was just beginning to bloom. She had small b-cup tits, and she was 4 ft 11 in. She had fiery red...
The ocean glimmers in a myriad of soft reflective pastels as the tiny sounds it intimately holds are engulfed completely by the more robust waves reminding the shoreline that nothing is truly solid forever. The nautical conglomerate, so easily swayed by the pull of the moon and the warmth of prevailing winds, redefines itself, and all it’s contents, with every passing second. In unending variation, the source of all life emanating from the murky depths struggles toward the jagged mountaintop,...
Chapter Five by Simon Fear Ashley was laying on the hospital bed her legs spread and up in stir-ups. The small hospital gown she was wearing was pushed up to right below her tits her whole bottom half exposed to the doctor and nurse who was in front of her. The doctor who was female had some kind of tool inside her pussy which had her spread and kinda hurt. He was peering down into her pussy hole with a small light, and then one occasionally probe his finger inside her vagina moving...
Halloween has never been one of my favorite holidays, but last year it really took a turn for the worst. My fiancé and myself were leaving a party about midnight, when a drunk driver hit us head on. I was in a drug-induced coma for ten days from head injuries. When I woke my thoughts were foggy. Slowly I realized I was in the hospital, the accident flooded back to my mind. I remembered seeing headlights coming toward us, screaming, then nothing else until this moment. My mother stood over me...
Have you ever had a really bad day? I mean a real shitfest!Where things go from bad to worse in the blink of an eye? First, I got fired. Then I got dumpedAnd last but certainly not least, I died!So to recap, Fired, Dumped, Dead...bummer!You might be asking yourself..."Jack, how does a moderately healthy guy just this side of Thirty die" Well "self" maybe next time you'll unplug the toster before you try to pry out a Pillsbury Toaster Strudle with a butterknife...while high.So yeah I got zapped...
Chapter Nine by Simon Fear The year is 1794 early in the morning around 9:00. A small two-person horse drawn carriage is slowly traveling down the dirt road through the wooded area. As the man nears his destination He notices another horse drawn carriage with a man standing near by, and at his side a great dog. The man pulls his horse to the side bringing his carriage up next to the other one and hops down. The other man had been watching him approached from the distance and now...
Being a ghost sucks!There I said it. As a Ghost I have limited control of the physical world. Aside from turning lights on and off I'm pretty much useless, that being said I have discovered quite a few tricks. "Are you there Jack?" Regan asked from her room. "No, I'm out in the Living Room." I said. "I'm getting dressed so don't come in!" she said. Regan came out wearing a rather fetching blue sun dress. "Have you been up all night?" she asked. "Yeah...why?" I asked. "I made up the couch for...
Chapter Seven by Simon Fear Detective Lawrence made her way through the woods towards the Selmer House. Every now and then she turned to look behind often hearing a twig snap or the sound of leaves being tromped on but she never saw anything. Finally when she got to the edge of the woods and the house in site she distinctly heard a growl not too far behind her. She quickly turned around but nothing was there. “There’s nothing there, you’re just scaring yourself,” she said to herself....
This is an ongoing story that fills me with so much happiness. It took me too damn long to write this becuase I needed it to be perfect for you to read. This is love. I had been alone for nearly 8 months when the issues started happening. Good old doctor put it down to stress, but that was an excuse to give me more drugs. I was struggling to sleep and everything got on top of me at work so I did the most sensible thing I could think of, I took 2 weeks off work and planned a week in the sun and...
I'm seventy-one and my wife, Anya, is seventy-six. I love names and hers fit her so very well. It was Russian, originally "Aniya" and meant merciful. She was that for sure. She'd taken mercy on me and said yes when I'd asked her to marry me. I don't believe in hating but I hated Alzheimer's with a passion. I'd had to put her in a care facility six months before this happened. I was lost without her, just stumbling along bumping into things. We'd been together for over forty-three years and I...
SupernaturalThis is an ongoing story that fills me with so much happiness. It took me too damn long to write this becuase I needed it to be perfect for you to read. This is love. I had been alone for nearly 8 months when the issues started happening. Good old doctor put it down to stress, but that was an excuse to give me more drugs. I was struggling to sleep and everything got on top of me at work so I did the most sensible thing I could think of, I took 2 weeks off work and planned a week in the sun and...
SupernaturalChapter Ten by Simon Fear It was 3:00 Am and Investigator Dermwieler, with the State Police, was sitting at his desk at Trooper Headquarters located at the next town, 30 miles away from the town where the Logans lived. He had been pouring over tons of paper work that consisted of Police Reports situated with the Selmer House, and Real Estate Agency papers that showed who had owned the house in previous years, and then the town historical documents of families who had lived in that town....
My wife told me about a recurring nightmare she had when just a teenager that thankfully she ceased having once we were married. She dreamed she was in her bed dressed in only her baby doll nightie and nothing else, her window slightly open to catch fresh breezes as the night was unseasonably warm. Some time during early morning she was wakened by a very cold wind on her skin and when she glanced at her window she could see nothing except her curtains billowing as if a strong wind was...
* inunbuckle. Entering the room like a ghost.her robe falling on her plump firm breast. Aunt Kim came to my side. Sliding her finger down my vagina softly. .. she grazed my nipple with soft nibbles. Pecking my vagina slow. With hot lips. Aunt Kim kissed me with wicked delight. Devilishly. Nuzzling my vagina nibbling. Pecking me between my legs.. she began massaging my vagina with her tongue..( her tongue slide up my vagina twirling in slow circles)* In and outin and...
Why do they want to come inside? Isn’t that against all sorts of Halloween rules? “Can we go up to your room please David,” one of the teenaged boys asked. “We need to talk about something with you.” Ok. It is a bit odd, but these kids can’t exactly hurt me, and there is no way they will get close to Nelly or the babies. In my room, they stripped. The girls all got on the floor to spread their legs and hot pockets. Each boy was sporting a boner. One of the boys got between the...
Finally, out of sheer exhaustion, she falls asleep. Several minutes later, she was awakened by the feeling of the sheets being pulled away from her naked body. She was in that state between sleep and awake, so things were very fuzzy in her head. She saw no one, yet the sheets lay just over her feet in a even lump exactly as if someone had indeed pulled them down. She started to sit up and pull the sheets back up, looking around and listening for someone in the house. The wind had died down at...
Chapter Four by Simon Fear The time was 2:15 AM. The living room of the old Selmer Place was pitch black as was the rest of the house. The only light within the house came from the 45 inch screen T.V. that the Logan Family owned. The soft blue screen glowed, the movie that had been in the DVD player was over. Mrs. Logan and her daughter Ashley had fallen asleep on the hide-a-way bed/couch. They were still only clad in their towels, but Ashley’s towel had come open during the night...
Chapter Three by Simon Fear It was 4:00 PM & Mrs. Logan was downstairs cooking dinner for her and her daughter. Ashley at the moment was taking a nap up in her room, exhausted from the experience that she had just gotten with her new Vicky. Ashley was lying on top of her covers with only a midriff t-shirt on, her body curled up. Her cute sexy ass showing off, and her sweet moist nether lips was showing between her thighs. Ashley was not aware of the temperature drop in her room. The...
Chapter Two by Simon Fear It was two weeks later since her dad had bought the old Selmer House, and now it was going to be her first night to live in the house. Ashley unloaded the boxes that were marked with her name from her mom’s Ford Expedition. As she walked into the house she saw all of the furniture that the moving men had carted in during the week from her old home back in the city. After her dad had signed the paperwork making him owner of the Selmer place they had gone...
Outskirts of Charles Town, North Carolina End of the Reign of Queen Anne, 1712 Kell took another deep drink of brandy. The smooth burning liquid slid down his throat painfully, yet easing his own pain with each drink. Sitting on his mother’s favorite settee, he stretched his legs out toward the warmth of the fire. He kept his boots on, despite the fact that both is mother and Mrs. O’Donnell hated when he wore boots in the house after working in the fields. It didn’t matter though. Nothing...
After ten minutes, Sheriff Wilkes was back at Mrs. Holmes door assuring Brenda that there was no one in her house and that there wasn’t any evidence that there had been anyone in there to begin with. But to be sure, he was going to have a patrol car come around every fifteen minutes or so just to be sure she wasn’t in any danger. Even with the Sheriff’s well meaning enthusiasm about there being no one present in the house, Brenda was still frightened to be there alone. Mrs. Holmes patted her...
It was a disaster. When they had arrived, they were greeted by a dozen people Daniel worked with whom all called him ‘Danny Boy.’ Funny, Brenda hated that. Daniel didn’t seem to mind though. Soon they were seated at a table with three other couples. All snobs, Brenda later classified them. The woman on her left was the wife of one of the newest partners in the firm. Her hair was blonde, and styled impeccably in a short bob. Very chic. She had raised an eye brow when Brenda sat down next to...
Alan’s flashlight cut through the dust and gloom of the old attic, illuminating in small portions boxes and other sundry stored for no one knew how long. He had come to this house before, the first time as a teenager looking for a place to be alone. When he was told this house, only a couple of miles from his home, was part of the family estate, he investigated. It wasn’t a large house, but it offered some solitude from the pressures of his life. It was on one of these first trips that he...
I’m seventy-one and my wife, Anya, is seventy-six. I love names and hers fit her so very well. It was Russian, originally ‘Aniya’ and meant merciful. She was that for sure. She’d taken mercy on me and said yes when I’d asked her to marry me. I don’t believe in hating but I hated Alzheimer’s with a passion. I’d had to put her in a care facility six months before this happened. I was lost without her, just stumbling along bumping into things. We’d been together for over forty-three years and I...
It was 3:00 a.m. The wind was howling and the shutters were banging on the windows. Jenny found herself tossing and turning all through the night. Just as she would start to drift off to sleep there would be a loud bang and she would be wide-awake again. Though she would never admit it to anyone, she was a little scared at all the commotion going on outside. The leaves blowing, shutters banging, and dogs barking. It being Halloween and the marathon of slasher movies did not help matters either....
Hide and seek Champion I always had the ability I guess. I just never really noticed it. When I was younger I would hide in the worst hiding spot ever, and I would never get found. When my parents were angry with me, one of my sisters or my brother, I would hide in my closet. They would look for me there, look right at me, and never see me. Once on the school playground in grade school I had been playing dodge ball, and none of the other kids could hit me. They swore I was popping around the...
Today had been different. No one came to the house to see her and only one friend called to check in. She knew this would happen, it’s all part of the cycle. Everyone is there in the beginning, but over time it dwindles down to just those few diehards who really care and love you that remain. It had been a month since her partner of decades had passed on. She knew the time was near, but that was of no consolation when it happened. The two of them were amazing together. Everything they touched...
You walk up to the Mill Creek Inn grasping the gift certificate. The week of divorce proceedings has been hell and you really needed a break. You remembered that yousr sister gave you the certificate for your birthday. Deciding that a nice weekend in the country is just what you need, you got in your car and headed straight into the heart of amish country. You slowly walk up the front steps and on to the porch. The door squeaks a bit as you open it. A kindly old woman with grey hair and a warm...
FantasyToday had been different. No one came to the house to see her and only one friend called to check in. She knew this would happen; it’s all part of the cycle. Everyone is there in the beginning, but over time it dwindles down to just those few diehards who really care and love you that remain. It had been a month since her partner of decades had passed on. She knew the time was near, but that was of no consolation when it happened. The two of them were amazing together. Everything they touched...
SupernaturalI am jessica female age 30 . This is based on a true story. The evening was peaceful. Snow fell like heaven on the window as thunderstorm crackled in the distance. I grew sleepy, I fell in a slumber. The night shone . Moonlight shon. Sleeping, I felt a presence stroking me between my thighs. It was aunt Kim, I saw threw slumber eyes. Falling back to sleep. Her growl unmistakable. As I felt fingers slip between my thighs. And Twirl . Her finger slipped deep in my vagina. ‘ ah mystique ‘ she...
I am Mia female age30 this is based on a true story Renting a cabin in the mountains for a relaxing weekend to myself was the plan. I loved the cabin. Hardwood and peace. The summer had been sweltering hot. Finally,I was able to enjoy it. I thought. The cabin was ‘ serenity ‘ my peace.awat from a troubled world. I could finally organize my thoughts .. exahsted, I fell into bed asleep. I loved the cabin. Sun shone and the lightning storm crashed on the window as I slept. Making me dreamy.. a...
I've written myself into a corner with this story and can't seem to find a way out so here's the plot in a nutshell. Jack and Regan continue to grow closer and eventually fall in love. Regan wants so desperately to be with Jack that she attempts suicide by overdose. Jack sees what he's doing to Regan and decides to leave so she can move on. Two years later Regan is now Engaged to a man she met at work named Kyle. Jack is a wandering spirit who suddenly finds himself drawn back to town. It turns...
It was 3:00 a.m. The wind was howling and the shutters were banging on the windows. Jenny found herself tossing and turning all through the night. Just as she would start to drift off to sleep there would be a loud bang and she would be wide-awake again. Though she would never admit it to anyone, she was a little scared at all the commotion going on outside. The leaves blowing, shutters banging, and dogs barking. It being Halloween and the marathon of slasher movies did not help matters either....
SupernaturalThe fact that I can see these spirits has affected my life quite severely as some of the spirits that I see realise that I can see them and once they make that realisation they don’t like to leave me alone. Fortunately most spirits seem to be trapped in certain places but unfortunately both the house I grew up in and the high school I went to were places were spirits were trapped with the spirit in the house and three at the school all aware that I could see them. The spirits at my high school...
He had everything he could have ever wanted. There were nubile young women surrounding him as he counted cash on the counter. Then suddenly everything seemed to fall apart. There was the blare of police sirens, and everyone fled. Even the money grew legs and fled. Money growing legs? He thought to himself, how is that possible. He pondered the idea for a moment before everything faded to black, except that pounding noise, that siren. Millan woke up with a curse on his lips and he violently...
I came home early that afternoon, finding Anita naked and stretching out on our bed.My sensual wife smiled at me, saying she was just beginning to touch herself; so she was happy I had come back earlier.I sucked on her heating pussy and fucked her brains out; but, after spending me, my sweet unsatisfied babe said she was still horny, aroused and not truly done after such a fuck.My wild bitch Anita then surprised me, saying she wanted to get a touchup on her little spade tattoo drawn on her...
My Father is Gerald Alan McKesson the Fourth, and I owe my not being Gerald Alan McKesson the fifth to a general tendency to disapprove of anything which 'Grandfather McKesson' proposed. Whenever my parents spoke of my grandfather they referred to him in that manner, and I could indeed hear the quote marks around the words as they spoke them. Great-Grandfather McKesson was 'Bull' McKesson, and he, as was his father, were local legends and forces of nature in the region that included...
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I came up with the idea for this one some time ago. I just haven't gotten to it until now. Unfortunately It didn't turn out as well as I had origionally hoped, but I hope that some of the readers will like it. Untouchable By Morpheus The sign in front of me said Clairmont Institute for Advanced Medicine. Sighing, I knew that I was in the right place and started to go in. The institute was my last hope. It was one of those unpublicized places that do research and...
Chapter 1 Hola, my name is Gustavo, and I'm Puerto Rican. I live in New York City, albeit in a nicer part of town than before, and I am a successful executive for a major airline. I have a fat salary, expense accounts, etc., and I love to travel, taking advantage of the staff discount. However, I never forget the downtrodden, the poor, and the unjustly despised. I grew up poor, after all, and I know suffering. So, perhaps for that reason, I find myself especially attracted to the girls from...
“I told you, Jeff, I’m a skeptic.” “I’ve traveled the world, been to the sites of war crimes, genocides, murders, hotel fires, and I’ve not once, NOT ONCE seen a ghost.” “My offer still stands. One million dollars to anyone who can prove to me that ghosts exist.” “Look, Mr. Palmer...” “Call me ‘Jay,’” he interrupted. “Jay, you didn’t get to be a wealthy man by being gullible, but...” Jay interrupted again, “Cut the flattery. You’re saying that you can show me ghosts in Bangkok, and I say...
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Chapter Three: Hot Futa Ghost Threesome By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 My body buzzed as I returned from the onsen. My body was freshly washed, and my spirit was freshly cleansed by the soft lips of Mitsuko-hime. Today, as I washed her back in the steamy waters, my Ōjo-sama had turned, her gaze meeting mine. Our lips had come together, sharing a perfect kiss, a wondrous moment of taboo love. It could never be. We were both women. And she was the daimyo's daughter while I was a simple...
Ghost School by Paul G Jutras "Better get up or you?ll be late for school!" Mrs. Howard called from the bottom of the staircase. "You can finish unpacking your things when you get home." Her daughter, Gloria, came downstairs dressed in a purple blouse, jeans with holes in the knees and sling back shoes. "Been up for hours. You?d better see if rat boy is out of bed." "That brother of yours," Mrs. Howard murmured. "Don?t worry, Gloria. I?ll see that he gets off to school. Now you...