thrill
of my friend’s tongues licking me whenever I came out. If only she
knew, I thought.
”Oh my God, that feels so good, I’ve never
been this worked up in my life,” she said, in-between groans of
pleasure.
The sight of my cock entering and vacating
her body was ecstasy, the feel of the tongue servicing me was too
much, but I refused to cum, I wanted this to last a lot longer than
five minutes. Slowing my pace I gently eased in and out to the
squeals of Tania who was gripping the pillow with both hands,
begging me to go deeper. Once recovered, I started to plunge in
faster, wanting to give her the kind of pleasure I was feeling,
thrusting with everything I had I went for it.
”Oh yes, oh GOD yes, faster…faster,
yes...oh...yes.”
Her orgasm made her tear the pillow she’d
been gripping. I started to cum at that moment my balls feeling
tighter than ever, but my ejaculation being just as intense as the
time before. Relaxing a little I pulled out to allow my friends to
clean me up, which they did with their usual expertise. Tania
collapsed onto the bed utterly exhausted.
”Are you alright Tania?” I said, after not
hearing a word from her for more than a minute.
”Yes, that was the best,” she replied, “I
don’t know what to say, after this I have to go back to Mick, but
he has never satisfied me like that before, in fact I feel like
I’ve just made love for the first time in my life.
I started to feel guilty, I couldn’t tell her
about my friends, she would just freak out, and Mick was my best
friend. I hadn’t intended to steal his girlfriend away from him. I
even tried to justify it by thinking what kind of guy would bet
with his girlfriend’s body. Then I realized that I’d lied to him
about winning the bet in the first place, so I was just as much to
blame. We talked the rest of the night away until it came time for
her to leave. What to do was the question that would haunt me (no
pun intended) for the next couple of days.
Chapter 3
The sun was just about to disappear over the
horizon; I watched it from my bedroom window, thinking what an
unappreciated spectacle it really was. I turned to look at the
time, 7 o’clock, the nights were getting longer. I wondered where
my spectral friends had gone to, and then remembered my
dilemma.
You see Mick’s girlfriend had enjoyed herself
so much that she wanted to leave Michael (my friend) and go with
me. What she didn’t know was that my spectral friends had helped me
make love to her that night and that I probably couldn’t perform as
well without them. I couldn’t tell them about the ghostly pair,
they would undoubtedly freak out, also, although I’d managed to
find a way to see my new found friends, (with the aid of
fluorescent lighting) I, as yet, had had no luck in communicating
with them.
The door to my bedroom opened on its own, and
then closed, they were back. I quickly turned the fluorescent light
on. There they were, standing at the foot of the bed trying to talk
to me. Just then I had an idea, quickly sorting some of the junk
out of my closet I found what I was looking for, an old blackboard
and easel along with some chalk. Quickly setting it up I asked if
they could use it to communicate with me. One of them took the
chalk and started to write.
My name is Samantha, and my sister’s name is
Claudia, what do you want to know?
So they were sisters, I had so many questions
I didn’t know where to start.
”Why, have you followed me home?” I asked,
not unhappy that they had.
You are the only person we have found in the
last seventy years that we felt could help us.
”Help you do what?”
Send us to the after life.
”How can I do that, and why are you trapped
here?”
By finding our remains and giving us a
Christian burial. Our father murdered us, we assume that our lives
were taken in the prime of life, and are unable to leave this
realm.
I sat
of my friend’s tongues licking me whenever I came out. If only she
knew, I thought.
”Oh my God, that feels so good, I’ve never
been this worked up in my life,” she said, in-between groans of
pleasure.
The sight of my cock entering and vacating
her body was ecstasy, the feel of the tongue servicing me was too
much, but I refused to cum, I wanted this to last a lot longer than
five minutes. Slowing my pace I gently eased in and out to the
squeals of Tania who was gripping the pillow with both hands,
begging me to go deeper. Once recovered, I started to plunge in
faster, wanting to give her the kind of pleasure I was feeling,
thrusting with everything I had I went for it.
”Oh yes, oh GOD yes, faster…faster,
yes...oh...yes.”
Her orgasm made her tear the pillow she’d
been gripping. I started to cum at that moment my balls feeling
tighter than ever, but my ejaculation being just as intense as the
time before. Relaxing a little I pulled out to allow my friends to
clean me up, which they did with their usual expertise. Tania
collapsed onto the bed utterly exhausted.
”Are you alright Tania?” I said, after not
hearing a word from her for more than a minute.
”Yes, that was the best,” she replied, “I
don’t know what to say, after this I have to go back to Mick, but
he has never satisfied me like that before, in fact I feel like
I’ve just made love for the first time in my life.
I started to feel guilty, I couldn’t tell her
about my friends, she would just freak out, and Mick was my best
friend. I hadn’t intended to steal his girlfriend away from him. I
even tried to justify it by thinking what kind of guy would bet
with his girlfriend’s body. Then I realized that I’d lied to him
about winning the bet in the first place, so I was just as much to
blame. We talked the rest of the night away until it came time for
her to leave. What to do was the question that would haunt me (no
pun intended) for the next couple of days.
Chapter 3
The sun was just about to disappear over the
horizon; I watched it from my bedroom window, thinking what an
unappreciated spectacle it really was. I turned to look at the
time, 7 o’clock, the nights were getting longer. I wondered where
my spectral friends had gone to, and then remembered my
dilemma.
You see Mick’s girlfriend had enjoyed herself
so much that she wanted to leave Michael (my friend) and go with
me. What she didn’t know was that my spectral friends had helped me
make love to her that night and that I probably couldn’t perform as
well without them. I couldn’t tell them about the ghostly pair,
they would undoubtedly freak out, also, although I’d managed to
find a way to see my new found friends, (with the aid of
fluorescent lighting) I, as yet, had had no luck in communicating
with them.
The door to my bedroom opened on its own, and
then closed, they were back. I quickly turned the fluorescent light
on. There they were, standing at the foot of the bed trying to talk
to me. Just then I had an idea, quickly sorting some of the junk
out of my closet I found what I was looking for, an old blackboard
and easel along with some chalk. Quickly setting it up I asked if
they could use it to communicate with me. One of them took the
chalk and started to write.
My name is Samantha, and my sister’s name is
Claudia, what do you want to know?
So they were sisters, I had so many questions
I didn’t know where to start.
”Why, have you followed me home?” I asked,
not unhappy that they had.
You are the only person we have found in the
last seventy years that we felt could help us.
”Help you do what?”
Send us to the after life.
”How can I do that, and why are you trapped
here?”
By finding our remains and giving us a
Christian burial. Our father murdered us, we assume that our lives
were taken in the prime of life, and are unable to leave this
realm.
I sat
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