Ghostly Desires II

At first, my legs were pressed wide open and I was completely vulnerable to the weight on top of me. It started gently, tracing and caressing my intimate spots. I was paralyzed by its touch, unable to move. Yet it persisted, parting my legs further. The thought of calling for help crossed my mind, yet I knew nobody would hear my cries in the isolated oasis of my home. Even though I had been subjected to pranks before, I’d never felt so out of control as now.

I decided to accept my fate and let the force take over. Giving into the passionate embrace, I closed my eyes and took four deep breaths as something much larger than before entered me. The feeling of being stretched around an unusual size was pleasurable and painful at the same time, coaxing a stream of pleasure through my body like a river in springtime snowmelt. My senses gave way beneath the relentless power that held me down, and I felt myself becoming wetter with each passing moment.

The silky curtain whipped against my nipples like a teasing caress, awakening me to new pleasures. The demonic growl could once again be heard, only this time it was louder and more intense. The invisible rod of pleasure moved between my legs with increasing intensity. As the pain and pleasure blended together I felt myself rising higher and higher until I was ready to explode. With one final thrust the phantom phallus filled me, sending shivers of delight radiating through me as I reached the peak of pleasure and screamed out in joy.

Immediately after, my limbs were bound to the bed, trapping me in place as I begged for release. I felt a powerful force move through me and suddenly realized that this poltergeist was more than just part of my vivid fantasies; it was a real entity that had touched me deeply.

Since then I’ve been unable to resist its call, knowing that soon it would come back to take me away into an orgasmic abyss of passion again. My body ached for its presence, desperate for it to bring me into a realm of pure bliss.