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Stephanie’s Ghost

Stephanie had just moved in to a new house on the country, she had recently come into an inheritance and decided that she wanted a change of scenery, the house was about a mile outside of town and had no nearby neighbors. The inheritance was so large that if she didn’t get to luxurious habits she could live her entire life doing only things she liked.

Stephanie was preparing herself for her first night in the new house; she had taken a long bath to relieve some of the tension built up in her muscles from carrying boxes and unpacking al day. Al day she had felt as if someone was watching her, sometimes she even thought she felt someone caressing her gently, but every time she looked where she thought the stare or the touch came from she couldn´t see anything so she just convinced herself that it was all in her mind. After drying herself she checked herself out in the full body mirror, the person looking back at her was a short brunette with perky b-cup breasts, a pretty flat stomach and wide hips with a very nice ass. She then went to bed, naked as always, and started to read.

When she had read about ten pages she felt the presence that she had felt before and started to look around, then she felt as if fingers were caressing her stomach, one hand creeping upwards, the other hand tracing circles downwards. Stephanie threw of the cover and but saw nothing over her stomach, but she did see that there were small indentations in her soft skin where she felt the fingers now. She quickly ran her fingers across the area but didn´t bump in to anything, then she started to get up to run out of the room but then she felt the weight of a body pressing down on her chest and stomach, filling Stephanie with a paralyzing fear. A sheet from a moving box then starts floating through the air is torn into stripes by the ghost. Stephanie was so taken aback by what she saw that she didn’t even struggle when she felt her arms being pulled to the headboard being and tied there, the ghost then proceeded to tie her legs up to the headboard so that both her pussy and ass was on display for the unseen assailant. Stephanie started screaming but then realized that there was no one around for miles, so the screams turned in to silent sobs.

Stephanie then felt a mouth on her breast, sucking and nibbling on her nipple and fingers lightly pinching the other nipple, her nipples got very hard despite the fear still gripping her body. Stephanie could feel her pussy getting very wet and she started to moan, both from the ghosts’ attention to her nipples, but also from the situation. She had always had fantasies about being tied and dominated, but had never had any experience in the matter, in fact she had very little sexual experience altogether, she was twenty years old but the furthest she had ever gone with a guy was to give a blowjob, but she did use her trusty dildo to get her of almost every night.

The ghost now got rougher, it started biting her nipples and squeezing around the base of the breast to get more blood into the nipple so the pain got even greater, making Stephanie moan and groan even loader. Just as the wetness between Stephanie’s legs started to run down her belly and into her bellybutton the ghost started caressing her slit and Stephanie let out a loud moan. Most of the fear had now subsided as the pleasure increased and as the situation was becoming clear to her she realized that there was no point in struggling and just enjoy the experience.
The ghost now began sucking her clit and penetrating her, first she felt something thin go in deeper and deeper until it rested against her cervix, then begin to grow until she was full beyond anything she had ever felt. When Stephanie thought the pleasure couldn’t get any greater the ghost started massaging her g-spot and applying a tremendous suction to her clit, throwing Stephanie into the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced. Her entire body shook violently for a long time and at the peak of ecstasy the ghost squirted a large amount of lotion up her sphincter and started penetrating her ass. The pleasure and pain Stephanie experienced as the ghost broke her anal cherry threw her into new heights of orgasmic bliss that lasted for several minutes.

As Stephanie’s body slowly came down from the mind-blowing orgasm the ghost started penetrating her ass deeper and slowly stretching it wider and wider while removing itself from her pussy, the stinging sensation made tears roll down Stephanie’s cheeks, but her body was responding to the anal manipulation and Stephanie started to moan and buck against the unseen lover to get more into her tight ass. The ghost responded by going even deeper inside her and growing to an even greater width, it also started torturing her nipples again. As Stephanie was once again nearing orgasm a mirror floated through the air and was positioned so that Stephanie could see straight up her own ass and still wide-open pussy. As she stared at her obscenely stretched ass she realized that she now could probably fit her own fist up there. Then the ghost started pulsing and humping the thing in her ass, making it grow thinner and thicker as it moved in and out of her ass at an increasing speed. The sensation this gave Stephanie was one of mixed pleasure and pain that made her juices flow like never before and when she came from the deep anal probing it was deeper and more satisfying than any orgasm to date and for the first time she squirted massive amounts of cum all over herself, a few of the jets even made it to her face and open mouth, almost making her choke before she could swallow the tasty liquid.
The ghost now untied her and enveloped her entire body like a protective cocoon, and Stephanie had never felt safer or more loved and at peace, and so fell asleep and slept the best sleep she ever had.

When she awoke in the morning she almost thought it had all been a dream, but then she felt the soreness in her ass, nipples and pussy and realized that it had actually happened. She also felt that she needed to make a bowel-movement and so went into her bathroom. There the ghost seized her again, bending her down on all fours with her ass just above the toilet and her knees hovering over the floor. The ghost then started massaging her breasts and pulling her nipples, it then started playing with her now soaking pussy, squeezing her swollen clit and dragging her juices up to her butthole and greasing it up.

The ghost then started the tap and led a small torrent of body-temperatured water to Stephanie’s ass and then led the water inside while making sure the contents did not escape. Stefanie started to feel that her colon was filling with water, but the ghost started caressing her clit again and was filling her very slowly to avoid cramps and discomfort, the ghost then penetrated her pussy as deep as possible and swelled up inside her, it then started pulsing the organ inside her and plugged up her butt with 1 L of water inside it the enveloped her entire body and started squeezing and massaging her belly and intensifying the assault on her breasts and vagina, it also started expanding the plug that held Stephanie’s bowels inside. When she was close to cumming the ghost lifted her to a seated position on the toilet and pinched her clit and nipples hard as it reached out a smaller tentacle deep inside her pussy and penetrated the cervix, simultaneous with these actions it released the plug from Stephanie’s ass, making her expel all of her insides and throwing her into yet another powerful and long orgasm.

Stephanie was sitting on the toilette panting and sweating after the day’s first orgasm when the ghost bent her over again and again filled her ass with water and also her vagina which felt incredibly good. The ghost then started fucking her ass with the water still inside, contiously growing, but doing it so slowly that Stephanie hardly felt any discomfort, the ghost was pounding away faster and faster, making Stephanie have multiple orgasms from both the water filling her pussy and now cervix, and the incredible feeling of being butt-fucked with a colon full of water. When Stephanie felt she couldn’t take any more the ghost sat her down on the toilet and pulled out of her ass and she came one last time from the release of the water, this orgasm making her tired body black out.

Stephanie woke up again from the shower jet hitting her body and the ghost washing her limp body gently, paying close attention to her breasts and nether regions, it then carried her out of the shower and dried her of gently. When it felt it was safe to let her go without her legs giving way it sat her down and she heard her stomach growling, so she went to the kitchen to get some breakfast, when she had eaten she felt invigorated and up for some more wild sex, so she started caressing her nipples. The ghost was directly reacted to her display of excitement and so began another session of strange and great sex.

Stephanie truly loved her new house and its spectral inhabitant and almost never left the house, they lived happily together ever after.

I believe that a large part of our sexuality comes from our parents. Their attitudes and behaviors have a huge impact on our sexual development. My own sexuality was very much influenced by my mother's casual attitude towards it. Mom was 21 when I was born. Not an uncommon age for a woman to bear her first child. Her second, my brother, came along 2 years later. While growing up I didn't really see her in a sexual way even when I was old enough to see other women and girls like that. I don't believe she ever saw her children that way either. Not many mothers would. My brother, on the other hand, would confess to me eventually that he always lusted after her. His obsession with her led to his encouraging me to dress in her clothes when we had sex together but that's a completely different story.
Mom tended to show a remarkable lack of judgement and decorum. She was naturally lazy and would habitually lounge about in her nightgown for most of the day, bra-less underneath and often even panty-less as well. She would only get dressed if she went out shopping or visiting with the other neighborhood moms for coffee. Otherwise she stayed like that until just before my father got home from work. We were used to her parading about with her 38D breasts and rather large ass straining against the silky fabric of her nighties. (These same nighties my brother would later insist upon me wearing but, as I said before, that's for another story.) But even then I didn't really view her sexually. But soon an incident was to take place that would leave me with a far more lasting memory than a few glimpses of tit and ass covered by tight silk.
Our house was a bit small so there were times when relatives came to visit that sleeping accommodations could get a bit unusual. Although my brother and I had our own rooms we each slept in twin beds. When my grandparents came to visit my parents would give up their bedroom to them and each of then would bunk with one of us. My dad would sleep with my brother and my mom with me. Normally this never resulted in anything unusual but one night that all changed. I was probably a bit too old for mom to still be sharing a bed with me but, as I said before, she seemed to have a penchant for exhibiting poor judgement. My brother and I had gone to bed at our usual time and it was several hours later when mom finally crawled in bed with me. Everything went as usual until I woke up several hours later to find myself in a peculiar predicament. Sometime during the night I had apparently rolled over facing her and discovered that my face was firmly planted between my mom's large breasts. Not only that but her left one seemed to have work its way out of her nightie. Her bare tit was resting on top of my face with the nipple a mere inch from my mouth. As I breathed on it it began to get harder and longer until it was nearly touching my lips. Suddenly she stretched and moved a bit her nipple bumped right up against my lips. Then she moved again and this time it stayed pressed up against them. When it happened a third time I was sure it was no accident. In response I parted my lips and her nipple slipped smoothly between them. As my lips closed around it I instinctively began to suck. As she moaned lightly in response I could tell my instincts were correct. I sucked a little harder and her moaning increased. This was clearly what she wanted. As I continued sucking she moved her left hand up behind my head and gently pushed it forward forcing more of her tit into my mouth. Next she moved her right hand behind my thigh pulling my leg toward her until mt knee was firmly planted in her crotch. She then began moving her hips, grinding her pussy against my knee I could feel my pajama bottoms getting wet with her pussy juice. In response I moved my own hand up first to her hip then behind her grabbing hold of her ample ass. I pulled her even closer towards me driving my knee tighter against her soaking wet cunt. She ground against me more forcefully and her breathing began to get heavier. Finally she let out a long, deep moan. he body shook uncontrollably for several seconds then seemed to go completely limp. All the while I had continued sucking on her nipple, even increasing in intensity to keep up with her. As she relaxed I resume sucking at a more moderate pace. She cooed with pleasure then slowly began moving her hand from the back of my thigh towards by front. It came to rest on my crotch which she began to rub slowly. My little cock, which was already stiff grew even harder in response. She began to fish around the opening in my pajama bottoms and pulled my rock hard cock out through the hole. She teased it with her fingertips running them lightly up and down from the head to the balls. Now it was my turn to moan. She took a bit of her silk nightie and draped it over my cock. Then she wrapped her fingers around it and began to move it back and forth. As my moaning got louder and deeper she strengthened her grip and jerked my cock harder inside its silk cocoon. Suddenly it felt like my cock exploded. A huge wave of pleasure bordering on pain washed over me. My cock began to jerk and spewed out some kind of liquid that soaked into the silky fabric with a pleasantly warm sensation. Each time my cock jerked another pleasure wave hit, each diminishing until finally the last one was barely noticeable. Only once the jerking subsided did mom relax her grip in my cock. I still had her tit held firmly in my mouth but had stopped sucking on it. She pulled my head gently back and laid it on the pillow. I was now gasping for breath. As I recover I noticed her bring her hand up from my crotch to in front of her face. It was glistening with wetness, presumably the cum that had shot out of my cock. She brought it to her nose and sniffed at it. I caught a whiff of it myself but while it seemed to please he I found it revolting. Satisfied with the aroma she proceeded to lick it off her hand until it was perfectly clean. The she trust her hand back down and returned with it again covered and licked it clean a second time. By this time I had begun to recover and was now breathing somewhat normally. Mom turned her attention finally to me. She smiled sweetly at me and I responded back with my own. She pulled my head down onto her naked breast and stroked my hair gently. Soon I was again fast asleep.
In the morning I awoke to find that mom had just gotten out of bed. She was standing in the middle of my room and I could plainly see the evidence of our activities on her nightie. At crotch level there was a huge stain, presumably from her pussy juice. Just above that was a smaller but darker one that was obviously my semen. A glance down at my pajama bottoms showed corresponding stains as well. Mom tossed on a robe then threw me one as well. instructing me to put it on. I followed her out to the kitchen where the st of the family had already gathered. Mom gave my dad a quick good morning kiss the poured herself a cup of coffee before joining the other adults at the table. I meanwhile fixed myself a bowl of cereal and joined my brother in the living room to watch cartoons. After breakfast everyone got cleaned up and dressed. When it was my turn in the bathroom I discovered mom's stained nightie in the laundry hamper. I was a bit sad that she was obviously going to wash away the memory of our special moment together but did realize the need for her to destroy the evidence. After that night, however, we never again slept together. The next time my grandparents visited we made alternate sleeping arrangements. Neither my mother or I ever mentioned the incident. We always pretended like it never happened. Years later when I would wear her clothes, including that same nightie, while having sex with my brother my mind would sometimes drift back to that incident. And even though he lusted after her it was actually me that she chose to have a sexual encounter with. Now that she is gone I will always have this wonderful memory of the mother and son moment we shared together.