ghost boy part eight
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Hello, to all ISS readers. This is again, ur Abhishek Singh, 18 male from east Delhi. It is around 1 year that I haven’t post a story to this site. But now, my lusty soul has again encouraged me to write some more new stories.I don’t want to waste ur time more.So, this story begins from here…Burt had just entered the house after leaving work. As he passed through the kitchen he saw the twins busy preparing dinner. Trudy was at the sink and had her back to him. Judy was sitting at the table dicing vegetables. When he saw that both were wearing thin, light gray shorts and matching sports bras, he knew his twins had been at Body by Britney that afternoon. Their toned, athletic, beautifully bronzed forms looked incredible.He stepped up behind Trudy and moved the ass-length straight black hair away from the right side of her neck and nibbled at the base. He breathed in and enjoyed the lingering tropical scent of her tanning lotion. Trudy giggled. Burt’s hands reached around, sliding under the sports bra and cupping her wonderful, perky breasts. The soft swells felt so good. His cock immediately stirred. He tweaked on the nipples. They grew erect and began throbbing.”How did classes go today?” he asked.
“Fine, just like always,” she reported.”Is daddy going to get some?” he questioned with a naughty grin on his face.”Daddy knows he can have his girls any time he wants. But if daddy’s hungry, he better stop fondling me or i’ll be all over him like a cat in heat and dinner won’t get done.””But you feel so good,” Burt complained. “Why did you two have to turn out so perfect?””We’re no more perfect than you are, daddy!”He reluctantly withdrew and looked over at Judy. A small stack of mail was on the table beside her and one item was open. Burt stepped up behind her, leaned over, and hugged her shoulders. His mouth kissed the side of her head in a display of affection.”Daddy, who’s Uncle Nash?” Judy innocently asked.A stunned expression appeared on his face as he straightened up. “Wow, talk about a ghost from the past. I haven’t heard that name in years.””Is he really your uncle?”Yes, it’s true,” he confirmed, still shocked by the news.”What relation is he to us?””I guess he’d be your great-uncle.”He pulled out a chair and sat at the table facing both of the girls. Burt knew they should know more about Uncle Nash. He took a few moments to formulate his thoughts. As he did he couldn’t take his eyes off of Trudy’s firm, curved ass and sleek legs. The legs of the shorts left the bottom curvature of her buttocks uncovered and revealed a hint of her pussy lips. His penis persistently throbbed.
“My Uncle Nash had a very adventurous spirit. He was a wild one. Nash was ten years younger than your grandmother, and he ran away from as a teenager. They got the odd letter or phone call occasionally, but beyond the fact that he ran moonshine throughout the county nobody really knew much else. They eventually got word that the law had caught up with him and he spent some time in prison. That’s the last they heard. Why, what brought this up?”Judy handed him the contents of the envelope. He recognized it as a fancy invitation.Burt read it aloud. “You are cordially invited to attend a family reunion at my Colorado summer lodge from June 17th to the 20th. There is more than adequate room for all invited guests and their immediate families. All of your needs will be provided for.” He set it down. “I never expected to hear from him.”
“Can we go?” Judy asked. “It sounds like it would be a great vacation. I’ll be more than happy to mark down three adults and return the card.”Yeah, I’m sure you would!”Burt got up from his seat wearing a wide grin. Judy eyed him suspiciously and placed the knife down. She noticed the slight bulge in his pants. A naughty smile formed on her lips. He suddenly fell to his knees on her right side and lunged at her. His hands reached down and tickled the sides of her chest. Judy erupted in laughter and jerked in the chair. Her twitching body tried to escape his grasp but daddy was too strong. He kept tickling his girl until her laughter grew breathless and her eyes watered. She punched him in the chest when he let her go.Judy picked up the knife and resumed her task. “Daddy shouldn’t be messing around with an armed girl.”Burt noticed as Trudy finished up at the sink. He gently pulled the knife from Judy’s hand and gestured for Trudy to join the huddle. She knelt down beside daddy and he hugged them both.”You two are always making daddy proud.” He kissed each one on the forehead and watched as their eyes moistened. “You did an amazing job with our client last week. Mr. Walker was so impressed he doubled the promised bonus and I opened a savings account in our names with a thousand dollars. Do you girls really want this? More than South Beach?”
“Why can’t we do both, daddy?” Judy questioned. “Spring break is next year. We have plenty of time to save. Maybe Mr. Walker has some more men he wants softened up?”Her choice of words struck them all at the same time and they broke out in laughter.He shrugged his shoulders. “Well, if you girls can make it happen, then fine. Judy already volunteered to RSVP. I’ll work on the airline and car rental reservations.””What can I do, daddy?” Trudy asked, anxious to be included in the preparation stage in some way.”Start working on a list of what we’ll need to pack. But keep in mind this is still a month away. I don’t want you girls get overly excited too quickly.”Trudy’s eyes suddenly lit up. “Are Cousin Pete and Uncle Wilson coming?”He wasn’t ready for her inquiry but it was a logical one. “Give Pete a call and find out. It seems to reason they would’ve gotten their invitation by now with Nebraska being quite a bit closer to Colorado than we are.”
Trudy excitedly ran off to the living room to make the call. Judy sighed in disappointment. “I wanted to call and ask Uncle Wilson.”Burt stroked her soft, ass-length black hair. “It was your sister’s question, sweetie. Let her be. Besides, it hasn’t been very long since you last saw him. You two went at it like newlyweds.”A smile formed on her lips as she recalled his overnight stay and how they loved each other so many times. Every one was a distinctly sweet memory. The smell of cooking meat roused Judy from her thoughts.Oh, I better add these vegetables to the pot roast or they won’t get cooked in time.”Burt left Judy to her chore and peeked in on Trudy. She was stretched out on the couch with her right thigh vertical and her calf resting on the back of the sofa. Her left leg was lying sideways and was bent at the knee. Her relaxed position left her crotch exposed. The shorts were pulled up tight against her center, showing an imprint of her fragile folds in the fabric. Her flat, tanned belly was bare, and her perky swells were just barely covered by the skimpy top. He stood behind her unseen, admiring her gorgeous young body.
“That’s so neat you two are coming!” Trudy exclaimed. “I can’t wait to see you. I’ve missed you so much.”After a few seconds Trudy switched the phone to her left hand. Her right one moved to the outline of her right breast. The tip of her middle finger traced along the bottom curvature of the firm mound. After a few seconds the nipple awakened and rose, pushing up the fabric. Her finger lightly rubbed the aroused peak. She subconsciously pinched and twisted it between her thumb and index finger.”Of course I miss that. I miss that a whole lot,” she casually admitted. “You too?”Trudy’s back arched and she softly moaned as her fingers roughly twisted the hard nub. She released it and moved her right hand down, caressing her smooth belly.”You haven’t been with anyone since me?” she asked in a surprised tone. “A good-looking man like you?”Her fingers rubbed the skin along the top edge of her shorts. Burt smiled as he watched. He suspected they’d be pushing underneath real soon. He could tell she was getting aroused.
Burt heard the oven door closing. He turned around and motioned for Judy to be quiet. Her interest piqued and she silently crossed the threshold into the living room and stood to his right. He moved an arm around her waist. It took Judy a second to realize they were being devious and spying on her sister. A smile formed on her luscious lips.”Maybe. Are you?” Trudy asked in a coy, sexy voice. “You naughty, naughty boy. You’d go straight for the grand slam and skip the other bases? That’s not how it was when I was there. You knew exactly how to wind me up.”Judy and Burt looked at one another. Judy loved it, and it was all she could do to suppress a laugh. He found it mildly sneaky and amusing as well.”Okay, but you have to be real quiet. Daddy and Judy are in the kitchen and I don’t want them to overhear.” Trudy pressed the Speaker button and placed the cordless phone on her stomach. “Go ahead.”
“What are you wearing?” Pete softly inquired.”Shorts and a sports bra,” she answered.”Hmm, sounds great. Pull off your top.”Trudy cringed. Even though daddy and her sister had seen her naked more times than she could count, the thought of them walking in and catching her in the middle of phone sex was a humiliating thought. But as risky as the idea was, it was also incredibly thrilling. Trudy’s fingers were trembling with nervous excitement as she complied with Pete’s request and pulled the top off over her head and arms. She placed it at her side so it could be quickly pulled back on.”Okay, I’m topless,” she whispered.Tingling warmth filled her loins and both nipples swelled and hardened. Goose bumps appeared on her smooth skin. The thought of her daddy or sister walking in and seeing her lying there on the couch half naked made her quiver with nervous fear that translated into intense, erotic excitement.”Where are you, and what are you wearing?” she asked.I’m sitting back on my bed wearing jeans and a short-sleeved shirt.””Snaps or buttons?” she followed up as she tried to form a mental image.”Snaps,” he said. Cousin Pete knew she loved his shirts with the snaps.Trudy’s eyes lit up and a wide smile appeared on her lips. “Rip it open. I want to hear them popping!”
There were a few noises followed by a brief, steady stream of metallic pops. Trudy giggled when she heard them. She remembered the next thing she always did, running her soft hands over his hard, rippling muscles.”Lightly rub your lower belly with the tips of your fingers, and then slowly advance to your tits,” he directed.She closed her eyes and complied. Her fingers danced over her flat stomach around the phone and slowly moved up to her bare breasts.”Do the same with your tits. Touch them all over, but not the nipples.”Her entire body twitched and shuddered as the fingers caressed her perky swells. The nipples swelled and throbbed, eager for stimulation, but Trudy avoided them. It was just like Cousin Pete to tease her like this. The longer she touched the soft swells the harder her nipples pulsated and ached. Her body shifted uncomfortably on the couch. The tingling warmth in her belly grew. Her moist pussy began to twinge.”Oh,” Trudy softly groaned as she quickly became aroused.”Suck on your fingers. Get them all wet with spit.”
She lifted her hands to her mouth and sucked on the tips of her fingers. She smeared them with warm saliva. As she removed her fingers, they dripped with spit.”Rub them on your upper chest, between your tits, and then all over your lower belly.”Her wet fingers painted her upper chest with saliva, and moved them between the mounds. She moaned and shuddered as the fingers brushed past the breasts. The boobs gently vibrated and teased her already aching nipples. When her fingers fondled her smooth, flat belly, she shuddered in delight. Her pussy was wet and getting hotter with each passing moment. Her pulse and breathing quickened.”Please, go lower Pete, I’m getting all wound up,” she complained.”Move your right hand down, on top of the clothing, and touch yourself lightly.”Her hand moved down over the shorts. Trudy traced the outline of her pussy lips. She softly moaned and quivered as her fingers touched the covered flesh. Her hips anxiously pumped upward against the fingers. Her head rocked from side to side as her body reacted to the teasing stimulation. Both Burt and Judy could smell her growing excitement as it drifted up from her center. They watched as a small dark spot appeared in the crotch of her clothing and slowly expanded.”I wish you were here,” she said in frustration
Trudy maintained the light contact even though Burt could tell she wanted much more. She followed Pete’s instructions exactly, pretending that he was there controlling the pace. Her body swayed from side to side as she grew desperate, like a kid having to pee real badly. Burt could see the emotional pain of denying herself what she so frantically needed. He silently wondered how long she’d hold out before she lost control.Watching the scene unfold was just as arousing for Judy. Her right hand moved across the front of her body and was placed on Burt’s crotch. His bulge had grown considerably in size, and the contact of her fingers rubbing on the mass caused it to complete its rebirth. He glanced over at his naughty daughter and shook his head in pretend-disbelief, as if shocked she’d attempt such a thing. She acknowledged his look with a sexy smile and mouthed the words “fuck me”.The hand he had around her waist moved. It playfully fondled her firm, curved ass. She shifted and leaned against him, shamelessly rubbing her left breast against his right side. Burt scooted Judy to his front. His arms engulfed her form. They both watched Trudy as his hands quietly lifted the sports bra up over her breasts. He cupped one in Each hand and squeezed on the warm, firm swells. The nipples hardened and eagerly throbbed against His palms. He nuzzled the soft base of her neck.Judy leaned back against daddy and enjoyed the feel of his hands cradling and fondling her mounds. The ignored nipples ached to be abused. Finally his fingers tended to them. He firmly pinched and twisted on the nubs, giving Judy the stimulation she wanted. Tingling warmth ignited in her loins and filled her with desire.”Push my shorts and panties off,” Trudy requested in an urgent whisper.”No,” Pete denied her. “I want you to pinch and twist on both nipples for being naughty. Otherwise i’ll hang up.””Don’t hang up!” she pleaded. “i’ll do it.”True to her word, Trudy raised both hands to her breasts despite the impressive stain of wetness that had soaked through her clothing. Burt could see that her pussy was hot and juicy. He was amazed at her level of self-restraint given her obvious degree of arousal. Both of his girls were creamers, but he’d never seen either one cream their clothes as much as Trudy had this time.
“Go ahead,” he instructed.Trudy grasped both nipples between thumbs and index fingers. She stretched and twisted on the throbbing nubs. Her face grimaced as she softly cried out.”Harder, and then hold it.””Ah! Ah!” she complained as stinging pain filled her body.”Okay, good girl,” Pete announced a few seconds later.The sharp jolt had taken her breath away. Droplets of perspiration formed on her brow and glistened in the ambient light. She relaxed and breathed heavily after the punishment. She was more excited than ever. Burt watched as the dark stain in her crotch continued to expand in all directions.A knocking sound in the background could be heard coming from the phone. A muffled voice announced “Come on, Pete, we gotta go.”Pete’s voice was laced with disappointment. “Call me later. I love you.”Trudy gasped “Love you too!”She quickly pulled the sports bra back on. She was grateful nobody had seen her without it. But now she’d been left in a terrible state. Trudy was more frustrated than ever.When the connection went dead Trudy pressed the End button and angrily tossed the phone onto the carpeted floor. Judy looked up at daddy with her right hand pressed over her mouth. She was on the verge of laughing at Trudy’s predicament. Burt warned her not to let on, because he knew that it would fuel a bitter fight. Besides, he loved them both equally and felt badly for Trudy and her condition.
Burt pulled Judy’s sports bra back down over her breasts and guided her back into the kitchen.”Oh yeah, you’re worried about her, but I’m all wound up too!” Judy softly protested.Thanks for keeping dinner going, Judy. Where’s your evil twin?” he asked loud enough to be overheard in the next room.Judy angrily stuck her tongue out at daddy.Burt noisily stepped into the living room. “Hi sweetie, did you get a hold of Pete?””Yeah, they’re coming,” she answered in a depressed voice.”When I told you girls not to get overexcited too quickly, I didn’t mean you couldn’t show a little enthusiasm.””That’s not it at all, daddy,” Trudy said in exasperation, moving her legs together to hide the stained clothing. “I just miss Pete. Maybe calling him wasn’t the right thing for me to do. It’ll be great seeing him, but after a couple days we’ll be separated again. I’m not sure I want to go through all that a second time.”Burt sat down beside her. His heart swelled with love. Trudy moved into a sitting position beside him.”It looks like somebody’s excited,” Trudy commented in a suddenly hopeful voice.
“Your sister was teasing me,” he lied.A sexy grin formed on her flushed face. “Can I finish what she started?”He kissed her moist forehead. “Has daddy ever denied his girls anything?””Well, nothing that we really needed,” she agreed.She leaned forward and kissed his lips. Her tongue anxiously thrust into his mouth. Their muscles passionately entwined. As they kissed, her fingers tugged the shirt buttons open. Her hands moved inside, caressing his broad chest and shoulders. Trudy briefly imagined it was Cousin Pete she was with, extending the fantasy for a little bit longer.Burt slipped out of the shirt and tossed it aside. As he lifted up her sports bra their kissing was interrupted to allow its removal. Once she was topless, her mouth quickly returned to daddy’s receptive mouth. She kissed him hard and thrust her darting tongue to the back of his throat like a woman possessed. Burt cupped and squeezed on the perky swells, fondling the incredible mounds of luscious flesh.
His mouth moved to an ear. His hot breath blew past the cartilage as his mouth nibbled on the lobe. Trudy softly giggled; she moved her ear closer to the mouth. She loved it when daddy licked her ear. It filled her with tingling excitement.His lips kissed a moist path down her neck and to a breast. His flicking tongue painted the smooth swell with warm saliva in a circular motion that slowly closed in on the hard, throbbing nipple. She gasped and shuddered when the muscle finally reached the ignored nub. He took it into his mouth and sucked on the pink tip. Trudy moaned in delight as her body stiffened against him.When she felt a hand on her lower belly moving down toward her crotch, her legs eagerly parted. Burt’s fingers dipped under the elastic waistband of her shorts and panties. He caressed the rise of flesh before dipping his fingers lower and touching the juice-smeared lips. He could feel wet heat emanating from her core like never before. Her entire being jerked and quaked as he fingered the soft petals of flesh. His fingers eased between the folds, rubbing up and down the hot slit.”Oh, daddy, yes!” she loudly exclaimed in relief. “That’s so good, oh yeah, daddy.”His mouth moved to the opposing nipple, licking and sucking on the swollen peak. A middle finger pushed inside her tight canal, joined by a second that stretched her juice-slick walls apart. Her groans intensified as he slowly worked them both into her center, loosening her up enough to take them. He began a rhythmic finger-fucking that quickly had her shuddering and breathless.
Without skipping a beat he moved into a kneeling position at her feet. As he maintained the finger-fucking motion his free hand grabbed the shorts and panties, pulling them down her legs. He was amazed how wet they’d gotten. Trudy pulled her feet free and kicked them off.He removed his juice-smeared fingers. Burt grabbed her right leg and slid her body closer to the edge of the couch. Trudy swung it out and draped it over his shoulder. Burt sniffed her unique aroma as he got a close-up view of her bald pussy. The two compressed lips formed a tiny channel. When his fingers gently pushed them apart he revealed a glistening pink valley. He saw the enlarged clitoris peeking up from the protective hood, and the small orifice he’d been inside so many times before.
His mouth moved in and eagerly devoured his girl. The tip of his tongue licked the length of her slit, gathering some of the seeping wetness. He filled his mouth with her delicious flavor. It teasingly flicked over the clitoris. Her back arched and body writhed as he toyed with the nub. His two slick fingers returned to her pussy and thrust deeply inside.After all the teasing her body had endured, it didn’t take very long for Trudy to reach climax. She stiffened, gasping and groaning as she crossed the threshold to ecstasy. Her body writhed as she was gripped in the throes of orgasm. Juice flooded Burt’s mouth and face as her shuddering form savored the intense tingling pleasure of sexual release. For several seconds her body shook in uncontrollable spasms, consuming the pent-up sexual energy.When her body quieted, he moved back and stood up. He loosened and removed his dress slacks and laid them on the recliner. Trudy’s eyes were fixed on his crotch as he lowered the colored briefs and exposed his swollen penis. She moved to a kneeling position before him with cat-like quickness. Before he could kick the underpants off, her hot mouth was already taking him inside.
Burt carefully shifted his body and fell back onto the couch. His hands clutched the back of her head as his hips pumped into her wondrous mouth. He leaned back and enjoyed the tingling pressure in his balls and groin. Her wet mouth felt glorious on his pulsating organ. Thick seed oozed from the tip and filled her mouth with his salty, musk taste. Trudy’s muffled groans sounded as her head bobbed back and forth at a furious rate. His sensitized head passed over her moving tongue, bumped at the back of her throat, and pushed beyond.”Oh, sweetie, I’m getting close,” he whispered as his seed began to rise.As much as he loved her skilled mouth, Burt wanted to finish inside of her. As the wonderful pressure mounted, he approached the point of no return. His hands reluctantly pushed her head back. A web of pearl-like strings connected between her mouth and the head of his cock. She swiped a finger across and broke the thin webbing, eagerly licking the finger clean.Trudy quickly got up from the floor and straddled her daddy’s lap. Her right hand gripped the base of his cock as she moved his penis to the tiny opening. The smooth round tip stretched the resilient flesh walls of her canal as she shifted her weight down. Burt pulled down on her waist as he thrust in an upward motion. Trudy gasped as brief stinging pain signaled his entry. Burt’s cock penetrated into his gorgeous girl.
Their rhythmic efforts slowly worked his throbbing erection into her juicy love chamber. Wetness coated the shaft as it speared deeper. Soft moans accompanied their fevered loving as flesh slapped against flesh. Leaking juice splattered onto their upper thighs. Burt fully extended himself into his girl and savored the feel of her fluttering canal so tightly wrapped around his stem. When Trudy’s groans intensified he knew she was getting close.As her body erupted in spasms of joy, a buzzer sounded from the kitchen. Burt heard footsteps, and the oven door opening and closing. It was followed by additional noises. From the sounds of it Judy was intentionally making a racket in there to communicate her anger. Burt chased the worry from his mind and concentrated on Trudy’s shifting form and juicy canal.”Dinner’s ready,” Judy shouted.
“She’s being a bitch, daddy,” Trudy complained in a weak and breathless voice. She flipped a middle finger in the direction of the kitchen doorway.Trudy decided two could play at that game. “Oh, yes! Fuck me with your fat cock, daddy. You feel so good inside of me! Oh, my God, that’s incredible! Oh! Oh! Oh!”Burt shook his head. By now all he wanted to do was finish, but their continuing spat was making that difficult. He finally grasped the back of Trudy’s head with his left hand and pressed her mouth to his. Their heated tongue kissing silenced her erotic declarations and their outbursts fell silent.He thrust upward into her incredible, hot chamber. Moments later his groin tightened and his balls pulled up to the base of his stiff cock. He enjoyed the pleasing tingling sensations as his semen rose from the sacs. He pumped into her harder, straining for maximum depth. He grunted in delight as he ejaculated several times, squirting thick wads of milky cum inside of her. When he was finished he pulled away from her mouth and leaned back.
“You two are going to drive me crazy,” he decided. “Why must you two always fight? Can’t you be the bigger person and let her be?””I’m sorry, daddy, but she just really pisses me off sometimes. She can be such a bitch.”Burt struggled to understand. “So in a small space of time she progressed from being your bitch to being an outright bitch. Do I have that right?”Trudy realized how silly it sounded and broke out in laughter. “She’ll always be my bitch, just like i’ll always be hers. And we’ll both always be yours, daddy.”Did u like the story? Please rate it and post ur comments to me and one thing more, this story is not real. It’s just made by me for ur enjoyment.There is another information for all the readers that, I m a young call boy. I give services in all the areas of I.P.EXTENSION (Delhi) and other areas attached with it, with a nominal fees of just Rs. 130/- for 1hour and 30minutes. I m quiet experienced in this job as I have satisfied around six girls through this facility.So, any married / unmarried women, unsatisfied aunty or a girl above 15 years of age desiring for a soft core or hardcore sex can mail me.Your secrecy / privacy would be maintained at any cost and the satisfaction of sex would be guaranteed by me.You have to just pick up ur computer and mail me ur comments to enjoy, because life fucks everyone!!
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The person coming towards Josh was the same stranger he met earlier that day at the cafe. Josh: It's you!! The Stranger: Nice costume. You're supposed to be Batman. Is that your way of telling the world how fearless you are!! Josh: Well I need a costume for Halloween. The Stranger: It seems that the only ones wearing costumes around here are you and your friends!! Notice that no one else is wearing costumes for Halloween around here!! Josh: Well Caleb said that this was a gathering of...
Ghost of a different gender --------------- What happens when a spirit is the wrong gender? Can they be helped? --------------- The teacher called my name; it was my turn to present my report. We had spent the last two weeks studying the American Civil War and it culminated by each of us being required to present an oral report. We were required to speak on a famous figure from that era, either Union or Confederate, our choice. Many people chose figures such as...
Gabriella ran as fast as she could. She ran all the way towards the stairs on Block C. She stopped by the stair rail and clung to it. She was panting, trying to breathe well and could still her own heart beating like really fast. Normally people's hearts beat for 60 seconds a minute. But she could hear hers beating for more than 70 seconds. She was extremely scared. She then saw John and Daniel coming to join her. But no sign of either Lena or Kira. She thought they ran elsewhere. All of...
Note : This story is completely fictional! When Marla got back from the bathroom and bandaged the tears in Andrea’s ass, Alexander suddenly entered her. Picking up the vibrator again, he shoved it brutally up Cherry’s butt, making her squeal. While he did this, he stuck two fingers inside Michelle‘s cunt, as if it to say that she wasn’t off the hook yet. “Get out of me!” Marla demanded in her head to the ghost possessing her. “No thanks! I’m having FAR TOO MUCH FUN to do that!” Alexander...
Fetish‘What do you want for Christmas?’ The child on Santa’s lap began a recitation of toys and gadgets that television had persuaded him were cool to have. Jenna Ritter stood at a distance. The scene did not delight or amuse her. What did she want for Christmas? Charles Ritter of course. Charles in the flesh, by her side, as he had been a week ago. Charles had died on December 10th. It was a senseless accident. He’d gone to the grocery and been hit by a drunk driver. Jenna had not wanted to...
The call caught everyone by surprise, but Tim seemed to have taken the news of his cousin Jacob’s un-expected passing especially hard. Tim was only five or so years older than Jacob and the two had been more like brothers for much of their lives. Both had similar interests (fast cars chief among them), racing and just in general having a good time together. A year ago Jacob moved to New Orleans to attend a University and that’s when he had begun to grow apart from Tim and the rest of their...
Our heroes are three geeks Benjamin, Aaron and Julian. They are currently film students looking to make a movie about ghosts. Ben and Aaron had known each other since childhood, Julian they just met at film school and quickly bonded with. Ben was sat at a computer researching supposedly haunted places. "How do we do this? I mean ghosts will require some special effects" said Aaron. "I'm thinking we do something like the Blair Witch Project where we don't actually see the ghost" Julian...
Story Title: Ghost Riding Fergus Riordan WARNING: You must be 18+ to read this. If you are not allowed to read these where you are from or don't like reading stories about boys under 18 please leave now. Please Note: This is a fabricated story about Fergus Riordan (I Want To Be A Soldier; GhostRider2) and is narrated through the eyes of a fan.The story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about...
-Richard Matheson, “I Am Legend” *** Dora’s ghost and Jill’s ghost left the basement at midnight, dragging chains all the way up the apartment building’s thirteen floors. The chains were Dora’s idea. “If we’re going to haunt people, we should have chains,” she said. Jill thought it was silly, but she didn’t argue. Dora had always gotten her way when they were alive, and some things never changed. While they haunted the apartments, they told scary stories. “…and when the...
“A surfeiting of terror soon makes terror a cliché.”-Richard Matheson, “I Am Legend”*Dora’s ghost and Jill’s ghost left the basement at midnight, dragging chains all the way up the apartment building’s thirteen floors. The chains were Dora’s idea. “If we’re going to haunt people, we should have chains,” she said. Jill thought it was silly, but she didn’t argue. Dora had always gotten her way when they were alive, and some things never changed.While they haunted the apartments, they told scary...
SupernaturalGabriella landed on the floor, along with her stool. She tried controlling herself from screaming and even hoped that the ghost didn't hear anything from this side of the door. Gabriella panicked. Gabriella: (in her thoughts) It's the ghost!! She knows I live here!! Gabriella was so scared that she turned off the TV and crept all the way towards her bedroom, closing the door as silently as she could and locking it. She did not want the ghost to hear her every move. She heard the door...
I was in the front parlor when he first appeared. I had been sitting in front of the fire, having a drink to celebrate my independence from my abusive husband. We had finally gone to trial that day, after battling back and forth through lawyers for almost six months. I had been so scared that things would be just as they always had. After all, Jeff always told me that no one ever believes or sides with a hysterical female. It’s all hormones after all. Get them a little upset and they make up...
I felt myself dissolving. Darkness. A thought. A wish. A vision. A flash. And there… Madrid. Spain. Midnight. I’m actually here. Finally. I’m standing in this street. This very street. Near the driveway that leads up to Tate’s House. I can’t believe it. I need to savour it. This moment of reckoning… Grey rays of pale moonlight filtered through the trees that were being battered and blown in the fierce wind. A storm. But I felt none of it. I felt as if I’m floating in a breezeless street. Calm....
Gay MaleGhost Writer - part 4 - By circe ([email protected]) I stared at my keyboard and felt a vibrating on my ankle. It took me a couple of seconds to break from my reverie and realize it was the cell phone I had bought - that Becky had made me buy - yesterday. Only three people in the world knew the number (I wasn't counting myself, as I still had no idea) and Charlie was in her workroom, clattering. This left Becky and James. I felt a momentary rush of excitement at the thought of...
I felt myself dissolving. Darkness. A thought. A wish. A vision. A flash. And there… Madrid. Spain. Midnight. I’m actually here. Finally. I’m standing in this street. This very street. Near the driveway that leads up to Tate’s House. I can’t believe it. I need to savour it. This moment of reckoning… Grey rays of pale moonlight filtered through the trees that were being battered and blown in the fierce wind. A storm. But I felt none of it. I felt as if I’m floating in a breezeless street. Calm....
GayIndru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
Ghost Lover “What’s that you’ve found?” Jo asked her husband John as he fished something from under the floorboards. “Looks like a dusty old diary of some sort,” John replied. “But it’s got a small lock on it.” John passed the diary to his wife and took the cup of coffee which she had brought him. “Ooh, this looks intriguing,” Jo said excitedly. “I’ll see if I can pick the lock.” “It’s probably full of dirty little secrets,” John said raising his eyebrows suggestively. Little did he know,...
Tommy had walked her to her door, and she had thanked him once more for the pleasant evening and had given him a warm hug with a lingering kiss. As he had turned and walked away to leave, Jackie had closed her eyes and said a prayer for a peaceful night of sleep without interruption. She had really needed some rest and felt as if she could sleep for days on end. She had decided not to take a bath, but rather go straight to bed. She had put on her pajamas and, leaving the bed stand light on,...
Tommy had walked her to her door, and she had thanked him once more for the pleasant evening and had given him a warm hug with a lingering kiss. As he had turned and walked away to leave, Jackie had closed her eyes and said a prayer for a peaceful night of sleep without interruption. She had really needed some rest and felt as if she could sleep for days on end. She had decided not to take a bath, but rather go straight to bed. She had put on her pajamas and, leaving the bed stand light on,...
SupernaturalGhost Lover“What’s that you’ve found?” Jo asked her husband John as he fished something from under the floorboards.“Looks like a dusty old diary of some sort,” John replied. “But it’s got a small lock on it.”John passed the diary to his wife and took the cup of coffee which she had brought him.“Ooh, this looks intriguing,” Jo said excitedly. “I'll see if I can pick the lock.” “It’s probably full of dirty little secrets,” John said raising his eyebrows suggestively.Little did he know, but it...
17 June 1985 Monday By the time Kareema hit home, it was dark. Anita was at the doorstep, looking outside.”Kareema, my darling,” she said as she came forth with a smile. “I was about to phone you. What took you so long?” She was about to hug Kareema when she saw her clothing was in pieces. “Oh my god! What happened?” She asked in astonishment. “Long story, Anita,” Kareema said in a tired tone, but with a happy smile. “Before anything else, I need a wash, and some of your ayurvedic stuff.” “Oh...
"I just don't think it's a good idea, Andrea. I remember how it was, right before he left us that night, furious over your infidelity. He was boiling with rage. He could well have crashed specifically because of that. In any case, there's a terrible aura in this house. For once, listen to me- I am a Wiccan, you know! Don't hold that seance tonight!" Andrea Wallace had always been somewhat reckless, and this seance idea was just her newest, and worst, idea at that. She had shoplifted, committed...
Group SexA car pulled up a long overgrown driveway and stopped in front of a long abandoned house and stopped. Chris Ryan sat in the driver’s seat looking out on the bleak scene and shook his head wishing that he were anyplace but here. The house was a familure one for it belonged to his family but no one had lived in it for some time. "Why am I doing here sis?" He groused. "What I would like to know is why did you drag me into this?" "Oh, come on Chris where is your sense of adventure." Linda Ryan...
IncestMarek drove quickly to his small flat, parking the car he walked to the door, if anyone had seen him they would have thought he was talking to himself, fortunately there was no one about this early in the morning. Letting himself into the flat Marek turned to where he sensed Heather was standing. “Well lover, it’s not much but it’s home.” Marek took off his jacket and hung it from a hook in the hallway. “Let me show you around and then I’ve got to get some sleep.” Leading Heather around the...
Alexander walked out of the courthouse and felt amazed, but some-thing bothered him and he didn't know what it was. He started back home and arrived to find, Marlowe playing with the children outside. The children ran up and greeted their stepfather with open arms. Marlowe kissed him on the lips and welcomed him home. "There is much to be done today," he said. "I have to tend the fields and groom the horses and fix that shutter on the house. For some-reason that shutter doesn't stay...
Darkness. A thought. A wish. A vision. A flash. And there ... Madrid. Spain. Midnight. I'm actually here. Finally. I'm standing in this street. This very street. Near the driveway that leads up to Fergus Riordan's House. I can't believe it. I need to savor it. This moment of reckoning ... Grey rays of pale moonlight filtered through the trees that were being battered and blown in the fierce wind. A storm. But I felt none of it. I felt as if I'm floating in a breezeless street. Calm....
Ghosts of Trysts PastI was just finishing up my shower after tonight’s conquest. Marty or Martha (I couldn’t remember which, so I settled on Marty) had been an adequate lover. I’d seen her at the bar. 5’4?, dirty blonde hair past her shoulders, perhaps 25 lbs overweight. Still, she had a nice rack and a pleasant enough face. It was clear that she’d had a head start on libations and was more than just a bit tipsy. Tipsy and horny, a favorable combination. Once she...
I’m dead. The worms crawl in. The worms crawl out. The worms play pinochle on my snout. Well, I assume they do. I’m dead, I wouldn’t really know, you know? Actually, I’m a ghost. I thought about peeking in on my body, but decided it was just a bit too morbid and creepy. Pretty strange, coming from a ghost, don’t you think? How did I die? You might ask. Then again, you might not. It doesn’t really matter, because I’m going to tell you anyway. I was a geek when I was alive. I graduated high...
I thought today had been a little off, what with everyone, even teachers ignoring me all day, but I didn't piece it all together until I walked into a door on my way to fourth period English. Or rather I walked through the door. I stood there in shock as one second I was walking and the next a door flung open and I had passed through it. Then it all came back to me. I was riding my bike to school and I heard a car honk and the next thing I know I'm chaining up my bike in front of the school. "I...
Incest(Hey there! In honor of Halloween coming up soon (and also because I love supernatural shenanigans anyway), I present to you a new story! It has themes of "death" and may be a little dark at times. However, if you came into a story called "Ghost Girlfriend," you probably already know what to expect. This chapter is pretty much a downer and has nothing even remotely titillating in it yet. But relax, we're just getting started. Enjoy!) You stand over the gravestone of your girlfriend... You sigh...
FantasyWelcome back, readers, sorry for the long delay. I, Qamar, had lost document of the story. Now that I’ve found it, let me continue with the story. For those who are interested only in the sexual part, I’ve numbered the parts where they begin. Others can enjoy the entire stories. Qamar waited for a while to gain full control over his ‘boys’. He felt it. Kareema had no idea about his next move. “Alright boys, hold your mother against the wall, and ask her to give me my story, so I can leave!”...
Ghost Writer By Circe Since I was little I always wanted to be a writer. One of my earliest memories are of writing a huge (for me at the time) five-page epic story of a Prince and a Princess. I loved reading about people, and so I wrote about people. When I was eight I started a journal, just observing the people I saw every day; my mother, my father, my sister, my schoolteacher. I think when puberty hit me and hormones began coursing through my body that the tone of my...
This is my first attempt at writing a story. I have borrowed ideas from many stories that I have read on the net, but the overall idea is one that came from the gray matter between my ears. Ghost Mistress By xyzpdqus Chapter 1 Once upon a time... not really. I bought an old Victorian fixer-upper house. It was in an older part of town. The place was a firetrap. The attic and basement were filled with old newspapers and unsalvageable junk. As soon as I moved in, I...
This is part three of the Ghost Writer story - a long time in coming. For that I apologize. I hope it was worth the wait. I thank everyone who has sent words of encouragement, criticism and eagerness. I've been bad - I won't do it again. For Laurie Ghost Writer - part 3 By Circe ([email protected]) I have never felt as cold, or naked, in my life as I felt that morning. My whole body shivered as I felt Charlie's hands at work, removing appliance...
Ghost Gift It's Christmas eve, and it seems like everybody is rushing around, trying to get the last things done before the stores close. Except for me. I'm a ghost. No, not the house-haunting kind. I actually have a job. Given to me by The Big Guy Himself. Hey, it beats going to the Hot Place, you know what I mean? My name is ... was ... Andrew Conner. There isn't a whole lot I could tell you about me as a living guy. I was a nobody, a tiny cog in the machine, and I...
Jeff held Courtney's hand as she cried. Nick, Courtney's long time boyfriend of 2 years had passed away in a horrible car accident. Nick was also Jeff's best friend since grade school. The funeral ceremony was short and Courtney felt as if her world had been torn apart. Nick had been a wonderful, caring, and understanding boyfriend. They would stay up late at night talking about how they would marry after college and live happily ever after. Now all of that was gone. Courtney dried her eyes...
Chapter 1 "I just don't think it's a good idea, Andrea. I remember how it was, right before he left us that night, furious over your infidelity. He was boiling with rage. He could well have crashed specifically because of that. In any case, there's a terrible aura in this house. For once, listen to me- I am a Wiccan, you know! Don't hold that seance tonight!" Andrea Wallace had always been somewhat reckless, and this seance idea was just her newest, and worst, idea at that. She had...
It was the 31st of October. It was Halloween, sometimes known as All Hallows Eve. Everyone in Waterdale was preparing to celebrate for Halloween. Some of the townspeople planned on a night parade, marching the streets in their costumes, with some of them playing loud musical instruments. Adults and teenagers alike were planning to throw Halloween costumed parties. Kids were going to go door-to-door trick-or-treating. As for Josh and friends, they were sat down drinking colas in some cafe....
Clothilde grimaced for a second as she found her face planted between the cheeks of Lilith’s ass. Before she could stop Ursula from rimming the angel, her tongue slid along the crack of her derriere. The dead Frenchwoman only persisted in making her rim Lilith, who naturally creamed herself at every turn while having her butt licked by the possessed lady! It was a truly delicious spectacle, the woman tasting another’s bottom that way. It was the last straw and Clothilde could no longer...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...