Ghost of a Chance
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Sitting on MacKenzie’s comfortable couch, legs curled up underneath her, Katherine listened as her dear friend ranted on.
‘Oh, come on Kath, you can’t REALLY expect me to buy this, can you?’
The attractive redhead sighed. She loved MacKenzie like a sister, they had been friends since Grade One, but sometimes, sometimes, MacKenzie’s practicality really bugged her. She brushed a stray red curl from her forehead, now that she was becoming more in touch with her sensuality, she was letting her hair grow longer.
Katherine set down her glass of Chablis, MacKenzie was, as usual, drinking Ginger Ale. She didn’t believe in ‘losing control’. Some of their other friends, like Karrie, though MacKenzie was a tight-ass, but she’d seen Mack act silly and laugh from time to time.
‘MacKenzie, in all the time I have known you, have you ever known me to make things up or be a liar?’
MacKenzie took another sip of her Ginger Ale. ‘No, you’re almost TOO honest at times, Kath!’
Katherine continued. ‘Exactly. So why can’t you believe I am telling the truth?’
‘Umm – because ghosts don’t exist?’
Katherine gritted her teeth, but she couldn’t blame MacKenzie. Before all of this, the days before her wonderful Robert had come to her and shown her the depths of her own passions, she might have reacted the same way.
Katherine took a long, hard look at her dear friend. She was attired simply in a white blouse and blue jeans, almost no makeup. It was a shame, for MacKenzie was actually very beautiful, with the potential to be stunning. Her long, blonde hair was naturally the color some women payed major dollars to achieve. She was busty, with long, tapered legs that were sleek from her job as a Bike Messenger. Beautiful, liquid-blue eyes completed the package.
Katherine often felt she paled in comparison to Mack, but in the last little while, she had become very happy with her new self. Katherine also wore jeans, but there were silk stockings underneath, she loved the sensual feeling of them on her legs. She was wearing a thong, she’d thrown out all her ‘practical’ panties. Her bra, under her black silk blouse, was lacy and sheer. She pampered her skin with soft oils and was now shaving her pussy bare. There were days when Katherine wandered around in a state of constant arousal, but it didn’t trouble her a bit.
‘MacKenzie hon, you’ve got to open up your mind hon, it’s a big Universe out there!’
‘Pfft. Oh come on Katherine, you can’t honestly expect me to believe you had sex with a ghost!’
‘Not just a ghost!’ Katherine mused with a wry smile. Since her encounter with Robert, she had gone back and given Arthur the fucking of a lifetime. He’d had to skip work the next day, the poor man was that exhausted!
There was more. As Arthur was incapacitated for the day, Katherine had to carry some of the load. His secretary, T’Kea, was more than happy to help. What she DID help with was Katherine’s first woman-induced orgasm.
Katherine had taken one look at T’Kea’s outfit that day – a tight, cream-colored mini with matching blouse, and heels that had straps that went halfway up those impossibly-long legs – and she wanted her. Katherine threw subtlety to the wind, she walked over to the beautiful black girl, wrapped her arms around her, and kissed her, hard and full on the mouth.
It T’Kea had been shocked by Katherine’s approach, she didn’t show it. Instead, the sexy 19-year old had cooed contentedly, leading Katherine into Arthur’s office and his big leather couch. She closed the door behind her. Sauntering over to Katherine, she embraced her again and began removing Katherine’s silk blouse while Katherine shimmied out of her own black mini.
‘I have wanted you for MONTHS!’ T’Kea purred. ‘I love the sensuality of women and men as they get older, there’s so much I can learn from them. I kept bugging Arthur to ask you to join us.’
Katherine smiled, enthralled in the young girl’s dark, smouldering eyes. Laughing, she said ‘I asked Arthur the same thing. Guess he doesn’t like to share, huh?’
T’Kea giggled, her long dark hair swirled about. ‘Arthur’s not here.’
‘No, he isn’t, is he?’
They kissed again, tongues connecting, no one rushed, they just enjoyed the intimacy of a lover’s kiss. Katherine’s heart was racing, this was so nice, so gentle, so different from a man. She was so overjoyed that she was opening up to what life had to offer her.
‘T’Kea dear, I’m afraid you’ll have to be the teacher this time, dearest.’
The black girl’s eyes went wide. ‘You’ve never been with a woman?’ Katherine shook her head.
‘My goodness Katherine, you’re so sexy and sensual, I’d have thought they’d be knocking your door down. Well, goody for me then, I get to be your first!’
‘May I – may I see you naked?’
T’Kea grinned again, and nodded. She found Katherine’s gentleness very appealing, very sexy. She was slow to remove the blouse, underneath, she was braless, her breasts tiny and delicate, with dark brown nipples. The cocoa skin shone in the light of the office, Katherine found the girl mesmerizing. She was exquisite, silky looking, her tummy flat and even her navel was cute, with a tiny butterfly piercing. T’Kea wiggled out of the cream mini, Katherine was certain she was wiggling a little more than necessary, but she liked what she was seeing. She felt a flush of warmth suffusing her entire body as T’Kea now stood there, clad only in a cream-colored thong. She went to remove it, but Katherine yelled out ‘Wait!’
T’Kea froze for a moment, as Katherine stood up. She walked over to the girl, took her face in her hands and kissed her yet again, a sweet, gentle kiss. ‘Please dearest, let me do that.’ T’Kea smiled and nodded, Katherine’s gentle hands slid down her form, over her breasts, her smooth tummy and ended just above the thong. Katherine inserted two fingers into the thong and pulled them down the girl’s long legs, taking in the delicate scent of an aroused pussy for the first time.
‘My turn.’ T’Kea repeated the process on Katherine, but she used her nails to rake across the redhead’s silky skin. Katherine felt her nipples stiffen in response, they were rock-hard pegs when T’Kea pressed against her for yet-another passionate kiss.
‘Oh, it’s – it’s so SOFT!’ Katherine sighed as T’Kea’s small tongue probed her mouth. It was true, it was sweet and tender and the scent of perfume and arousal filled the office as the two women made their way over to the couch.
They moved, almost as one, to a sitting position, side-by-side. Still kissing. Still loving the intimacy, still loving the thrill of their first time, the subtle nuances of T’Kea’s slender form against Katherine’s more-mature body. Still feeling comfortable together, arousal growing.
‘Beautiful, so beautiful’ T’Kea murmured as she sucked on of the redhead’s hard, pink nipples, then slid her tongue along the freckled flesh between her breasts. Katherine felt the goosebumps rise and shivered, but it was a shiver tinged with erotic delight.
The black girl trailed her finger along her older lover’s silky skin, loving the feel of it. She was experienced with girl-on-girl love, but there was something wonderful about Katherine, almost a pure sensuality. She decided not to question it and licked a bit of exposed flesh, seeing the smile in Katherine’s blue eyes.
‘You – you’re the one who is beautiful, I want so much to please you’ Katherine sighed as her new lover incited her passions. ‘Please, tell me what to do.’
‘Well, you really can’t do anything wrong’ T’Kea smiled. ‘Just touch me the way you like to be touched. Kiss. Lick. I love fingernails on my skin, heck, be a bit rough. Anything you do will be fine with me!’
Katherine decided to oblige her and leaned the girl back into a reclining position on the couch. She was so drop-dead sexy, Katherine knew her pussy was soaked. She used her hands to rub
T’Kea all over, in small circles, down to her pussy, which she rubbed her palm against. T’Kea was soaked and Katherine knew she had to taste the sweet cunt before her. She rubbed her fingertips against the full pussylips and brought them up to her mouth.
‘Oh, fucking God, you taste sweet’ Katherine cooed as she licked her fingers clean. She looked down at her playmate, lying there in nothing but those sexy shoes, Katherine wanted to ravage her.
What followed was an unforgettable afternoon of lesbian passion. Katherine was given perfect instructions in how to please a woman and she loved every second of it. Using her hands gently, she played and toyed with T’Kea until the girl became near-insane with lust. ‘Oh, fuck me good, you gorgeous bitch, eat my cunt!’ T’Kea was screaming as Katherine ate and fingerfucked her first pussy.
She thought she herself would go mad when the girl feasted on her own body. T’Kea had a touch like feathers, fluttering all over her skin. Her body felt alive and infused with lust, T’Kea was a tease. When she finally did eat Katherine’s pussy, it didn’t take long for the sexy redhead to explode in orgasm.
They ended their playtime in a lovely sixty-nine, dark gleaming skin against pale white flesh, erotic, beautiful to look at. Both were exhausted upon completion.
They cuddled together on the couch, Katherine was almost afraid to speak and ruin the moment. T’Kea broke the ice.
‘You know, a girl could fall for a woman like you.’
‘Really?’
T’Kea nodded. ‘Really. That was the most wonderful girlie-girl session I have ever had. Ever.’
Katherine was beaming. ‘Thank you for teaching me. Can we do it again?’
T’Kea hugged her new lover close. ‘Can we do it again? Girl, I’m never gonna look at you the same way again. Hell, yes! I have some things I can’t wait to try out on you.’
They kissed, caressed a bit more and T’Kea went back to work. Nothing much had gotten done in Arthur’s absence, but Katherine had no regrets. She was letting her passions rule her life more and more now, with happy results.
She and T’Kea hadn’t been together since that afternoon, but ….
‘KATHERINE!’
‘Hmm? What? Oh, sorry MacKenzie.’
‘Wow, you really zoned out there. You’ve had a bit too much to drink, I think.’
Katherine rolled her eyes, there she went again. ‘Mack, I’ve had two glasses of a very mild Chablis. Don’t be silly.’
Suddenly, from her erotic reverie, Katherine got an inspiration. ‘MacKenzie, do you have to work in the morning?’
Her friend shook her head. ‘No, I have a week off. Why?’
‘It’s early, why not pack a suitcase and come and stay at my place. We can have a girl’s night, order in some food, eat cheesecake and talk about what an asshole my ex is!’
MacKenzie laughed. ‘Yeah, we can agree on that one. He was an idiot for letting you go. Do you know Brant tried to make a pass at me?’
Kathy shook her head, somewhat incredulous. ‘Mr. No-Sex-Drive? Really?’
MacKenzie laughed again, this was when Katherine thought her friend fun. ‘Yep. So, was he that bad in the sack? It’s a shame, he’s nice-enough looking. I might have fucked him if he hadn’t been your husband.’
Katherine was laughing even harder. ‘You should’ve, God knows, you both could have used it! Yes, he was that bad in the sack. Shit, the vibrator companies made a fortune off of me and the battery companies didn’t do badly either!’
MacKenzie was laughing along too, barely able to breathe. ‘Okay, I’ll come over. We’re having too much fun to stop now. I should tell you about some of my dead fucks, but we’ll save that for later.’
Katherine’s mind was working overtime. If she had her way, it would be much, MUCH later.
As they rode together in MacKenzie’s tiny MG, Katherine kept making nervous glances over at her friend.
Telling MacKenzie it was MUCH too hot outside for what she’d had on earlier, Katherine had persuaded her to change into a blue and white-striped halter and blue short-shorts. She had even persuaded MacKenzie to put on some makeup.
‘You’re a beautiful woman, you should flaunt it a bit more!’ Katherine said with determination.
MacKenzie looked yummy now, her soft blue eyes accented with mascara and a light blue eye shadow, the faintest hint of blush on her face. With looks like these, Katherine always thought her friend should be dating more than she did.
The tiny car screeched to a halt in Katherine’s driveway, the two got out, Kathy leading the way. She clicked on the lightswitch upon entering, proud to show her friend her new home for the first time.
‘Oh my Kathy, you were right, this place is spectacular’ MacKenzie gushed.
In the last little while, Katherine had become even more inspired to restore the old place. There was still a fair amount of work to be done, but the parlor was near completion and she had restored and refinished the oak banisters on the stairs leading to her bedroom. Every time she worked, she seemed to feel Robert’s presence and approval.
She led MacKenzie into the parlor and let her friend sit on the settee, she sat close. ‘Some people think I was crazy for buying this place, but I love it. It has charm.’
‘And a ghost’ MacKenzie said dryly.
‘Yep’ Katherine replied, refusing to argue with her. ‘You hungry?’
‘Famished!’
‘Still like Italian Sausage on your Pizza?’
‘Yep!’
Katherine phoned and ordered the Pizza, offering the delivery man another $20 if he would stop by the La Frommage Cheese Shop and bring them a Very Berry Cheesecake. He arrived about 45 minutes later, but wouldn’t take the extra twenty.
‘Hell lady, if I’d known how hot you two were, I’d have offered to pay YOU!’ he said, winking at both of them as he left.
Katherine went to the kitchen and got plates, MacKenzie yelled at her from the parlor. ‘He was cute, huh?’
‘I would have fucked him.’
‘Oh please, how porno cliché is that, fucking the delivery man?’ Katherine howled at that, glad to hear MacKenzie lightening up a little.
They sat together, munching pizza, Katherine even managed to get MacKenzie to drink some of the Chablis she’d brought along. ‘Seriously Mack, any progress on the love life?’
‘Okay Kathy, you know the Sahara Dessert?’ Katherine nodded.
‘There’s more life there than has been in my bedroom this year.’ Katherine couldn’t help but chuckle, but then she got serious.
‘Well Mack, you know you could change all that if you just put yourself out there a little bit more.’
MacKenzie scrunched up her face, taking another bite of pizza. ‘What do you mean?’
‘Mack, to be honest, you’re an absolutely beautiful woman, but you don’t dress like it. You’re dowdy, sometimes almost frumpy. You wear baggy clothes, you’ve got great legs, but you never wear skirts. You’ve got a great face, but you don’t accentuate it. It’s almost as if you’re running away.’
MacKenzie looked down at the floor, most of what Katherine was saying was registering. ‘Hon, I don’t want to hurt you. Oh heck, we’ll talk about this later. Right now, I’m too warm in these clothes, I’m going upstairs to change.’
Katherine climbed the stairs to her bedroom, feeling a little sad about hurting MacKenzie’s feelings, but she knew her friend needed to hear it. Now it was time to put more of her plan into action.
‘Robert? Darling, can you hear me?’
Seemingly from afar, she heard a quiet ‘Yessssss’
‘Robert, the woman downstairs is my oldest friend, MacKenzie. I love her very dearly and want her to be happy. Would you be willing to help me in a plan I have to bring her out of her shell?’
Again, the voice said ‘Yessssss’. Katherine outlined her plan, all of it. She knew that if she concentrated enough, with Robert’s assistance, the aura of sensuality in the house would increase. Hopefully, it would affect MacKenzie as well.
She
changed into her new black Teddy, keeping on the stockings she’d worn earlier, but adding stilettos and dabbing a touch of perfume over herself. She went back downstairs, to the parlor, seeing MacKenzie sitting there, brooding.
MacKenzie turned at the sound of her voice, her eyes went big as saucers. ‘Wow’ she said to Kathy. ‘You look incredible, like a whole new woman.’
Katherine sat beside her on the settee and smiled, placing her hand upon MacKenzie’s. ‘Thank You. I AM a whole new woman. You could be too, if you wanted to be.’
‘So you’ve said, but I — ‘
Katherine stopped MacKenzie in her tracks by kissing her, full on the lips, her hands holding MacKenzie’s arms and stopping her from resisting. The blonde was still squirming, trying to pull away, but Katherine sensed Robert’s presence, urging her on. She let the kiss linger for a few more minutes, then moved away. MacKenzie’s eyes were glaring at her.
‘Kathy! My God, what were you thinking? What are you, some kind of lesbian?’
‘No Mack, I’m not a lesbian. But I know now that I’m bi.’
‘Jesus Christ, this is sick. What happened to you?’
‘I opened up, Mack. It isn’t sick. Making love or having sex is wonderful, sensual, it feels so good. You’re someone I love and treasure, I find you sexy and desirable and I want you to see that in yourself.’
‘Forget it Kathy. It’s NOT going to happen.’
Katherine sighed. ‘Okay, I guess we’ll do it the hard way.’ She concentrated hard on Robert, hoping for his aid and support. Katherine leaned in to MacKenzie again and held her arms while pressing herself hard against the other woman. She could almost feel Robert’s presence, his energy melding with her own, giving her strength to stop MacKenzie from fighting her. It seemed to be working, she could see that for a reason she couldn’t fathom, MacKenzie lacked the strength to fight back. She whimpered a bit and tears streamed down her face, but Kathy continued to stroke her face, to plant soft kisses on her neck, face and lips. She felt herself being guided to where to touch MacKenzie, she could see her friend’s eyes close as she caressed her soft body.
‘No please Kathy, I’m begging you, no, I don’t want … ‘ the other woman tried to valiantly resist. Katherine knew nothing would come of it, Robert’s presence in the house enfused it with sexual heat. MacKenzie was struggling a little less now.
‘Give in Mack, please darling, let yourself go. I know there’s a vibrant, wild, horny, fuckable woman there, if you just set her free!’
MacKenzie’s eyes were closed shut, she could feel Katherine’s soft hands touching her face, stroking her with the gentlest of caresses.
Katherine could hear Robert in her head, sense his guiding presence with her in the room. ‘It’s all right Katherine, keep going, she’s going to let go, you’re doing the right thing, my beloved Katherine.’ Robert’s presence had a steadying influence on her, she kept touching MacKenzie, kissing her, telling her in a hushed voice how truly lovely, how desirable, she truly was.
MacKenzie could feel the walls crumbling. Would it be so terrible? She knew she loved Katherine, would it be so wrong to physically express that love? She was lonely, she had no passion, she — yes, dammit, YES!!
‘YESSSS!!’ she screamed out in release. ‘All right, dammit, Kathy, you win. I’m so fucking horny, I can’t stand it. Show me darling, please, I want it!’
Katherine thought her heart would burst from joy. She was going to show pleasure to her dearest friend, to open up a new world of possibilities to Mack. Her life had changed so much in such a short time and now she was going to let MacKenzie into her world. She took her girlfriend’s hand and brought her to her feet.
‘I think we should take this upstairs, baby’ Katherine said, kissing the sweet blonde again. ‘I’ve got a huge bed up there, I think we’ll fit.’
MacKenzie nodded. ‘Okay. I’m so nervous.’ Katherine shushed her with a kiss and pressed MacKenzie’s hand to her exposed chest. ‘Don’t be. I love you. I know you love me. This is just an extension of our love. Come on.’
Katherine could feel Robert’s tacit approval, urging her on. She could sense MacKenzie’s eyes watching her round little butt going up the stairs, so she put a little extra sway into it.
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“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....
GayGhost 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....
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...
PART I Harry was sandwiched in between two beautiful young girls. They both had jet black hair and the greenish eyes he had ever seen. He tried his best to ask them their names, but no sounds came out of his mouth. So strange, he could not even hear his own voice. His thoughts were tumbling out but no audible sound was emitted. The fact that they were both stark naked and sweating profusely, as they rubbed against his more than willing body, did not escape his keen eye. It had been a long...
(Author's note: I am going to say ahead of time that I am very sorry for the amount of errors that you may find in this story. My grammar skills are not the best but I am going to try my best to help minimize the errors. As well this is just chapter 1 of this series, so this is just an introduction basically to the story.) One day I was working at my cubical office space doing a bunch of paper work that needed to be done by the end of the week. The people I work with are smart people as...
‘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...
A few weeks ago, I told you about the awful day at the hospital, centering on the deaths of two teenage studs in a car crash, followed by Dr Meadows making me service him me for the umpteenth time, like he does with all the other nurses, too.Well, this is a happier story. Maybe. Not sure. But on Sunday night, I got the fucking of my life from the shades of those young stallions!I had already checked out their pre-crash photos, and they were both gorgeous! Their faces and torsos, which had been...
Ghosts: Part 1 by Harry Merck En route to Guatemalan demilitarized zone: 0135 hours local time The angry thudding of the Osprey blades shook me out of my stupor. "Can't sleep now, have to focus," I thought, quietly reprimanding myself. Here I was again, flying into the enveloping darkness of hostile airspace in a near-silent aircraft, about to drop into unknown territory where thousands of American-hating extremists were scouring the Honduran mountainsides for resistance of...
Walking arm in arm into what Marek had called the great hall Heather gasped in amazement. The room was a vast ballroom, decorated in a Georgian style and lit by huge crystal chandeliers. On the floor of the ballroom stood about forty people. All but one of the people present curtsied as the couple entered the room. Marek led Heather to the woman who stood at the front of the group. “Heather I would like to introduce you to the housekeeper Ms Anderson, Ms Anderson this is my fiancée...
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,...