Ghostly Desires I

Tempted by my salacious tales? This one will blow you away. A close friend of mine inquired if I had ever considered being taken advantage of by a spirit. Admittedly, I hadn’t. However, the suggestion consumed my thoughts, and – if I’m being honest – it thrust me into an uncontrollable infatuation with the vision. Every time I imagined it, my body became aroused beyond measure. The captivation spiraled so much that I started dreaming about it.

My wild fantasies often resulted in outlandish pleasure sessions for me – I’d become enticingly damp during sexual encounters after hearing about a particular fantasy or fetish and almost felt compelled to try it out.

In the dream, it always began with me stepping out of a hot bath wearing nothing but a feather-light robe and matching silk panties. My desire was insatiable and I picked up the phone, urgently needing steamy phone sex. His voice turned menacing, sternly ordering HOW to stimulate me; to take my time when enticing my clitoris and the speed at which I should finger fuck myself.

My breathing was becoming more and more ragged, and I could hear the caller taking in each labored breath. His knowing voice chanting for me to edge my tight pussy only intensified the feeling of pleasure rising within me. The cold night breeze blew open the window, sending chills across my skin as it lightly caressed my nipples with the curtains.

All of a sudden, I felt a presence in the room, forcing my legs apart and pinning them down, as if someone or something was there in my bedroom with me. What happened next is almost too good to be true…

Stay tuned for Part 2!