(This is the second story I've written about Mark and myself. This one is a partially true story. Mark and I did visit the train tracks recently and did spot a strange light; However, the sexual portions of this story were fantasies I had while there...and, unfortunately, stayed within my mind...)
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My friend, Mark, and I have a peculiar hobby. We enjoy going out at night to locations rumored to be haunted, cemeteries, etc. Yes, our favorite pastime is ghost hunting. I cannot begin to count the numerous times we've gone out in darkness to find something on film, video, anything. It's just something we do, two lonely souls inflicted with insomnia. It's not that we're total freaks...or maybe we are. In any event, there's something about being with him in frightening situations that turns me on. My juices start flowing as I stand behind him, shaking with fear. I've never said anything to him about this "problem" of mine, but I am usually more preoccupied with the tingling in my pussy than I am a ghost!
We had been doing a lot of research on a haunted spot about an hour away from home. It is said that this location, a stretch of train tracks, is frequented by a visitor with a lantern, a visitor who was killed on these tracks long ago and is searching for his head. Hundreds of people seeking a thrill have visited these tracks, and quite a few have seen the strange light late at night. We were both dying to visit this place, so he and I headed out west one night recently.
Mark and I chatted in his car while he drove us to the tracks. We had left the city and there was nothing around us but country roads and darkness. We finally arrived to our destination, a long stretch of train tracks hidden beyond trees. I was already anxious. It was totally dark. I could not even see Mark without my flashlight.
We got out of his car and set up our equipment...cameras, video camera, and a tripod. We stood on the tracks approximately thirty minutes and saw nothing. All of a sudden, we both noticed a yellowish unearthly light down the tracks. It was moving slowly back and forth. My heart was beating out of my chest, and I noticed Mark was somewhat aghast, too. We started shooting pictures of this light. I was standing behind him snapping away when it started. My pussy suddenly started to tingle. I got closer, putting my arm around him so my camera wouldn’t shake. I felt my nipples harden as they brushed against his back. I knew it wasn't just from the cold weather. I continued shooting pictures until the light disappeared. "Mark, I'm cold and scared. Can we go back to the car?" I asked.
"Not yet Liz. Let's sit out here for a little while longer and see if it returns," he replied.
We walked back to his car and sat on the hood, as we shared a cigarette. It was freezing and I was cuddling next to him, trying to use his body heat to warm me up, in more ways than one. The only light we had was the cherry from our cigarette. "I'm so cold, Mark. Keep me warm!" I said. He then put his arm around me and pulled me to him. I nuzzled my nose in his chest, and then looked up at him. As I did, he pulled my face close to his and kissed me gently. I parted my lips, slid my tongue inside and moaned into his mouth. My arms reached behind his head, and I pulled him down onto the hood with me so that we were both lying back on it. We continued kissing, as he slowly moved his hand up my top, stopping at my left breast and teasing my nipple with his fingers. My pussy started dripping!
"Make me feel good, Mark!" I pleaded, as I started grinding my hot pussy into his knee.
"I'll make you feel more than good, baby," he replied, as he pushed his knee harder into my now-soaked crotch. I could feel him get hard as he lowered his head to my breast, pushed my bra away, and started sucking on my nipples. I moaned loudly as he gently bit one, pulling back with his teeth. His hand moved down to my jeans, and he started rubbing my pussy through them. I didn't have on any panties and knew he could feel how wet I was!
"Oh baby! That pussy of yours is soaked, isn't it?" he asked, as he slid his hand inside my pants.
"Yes! Feel how wet you're making me!" I pleaded. He flattened his palm and pushed against my pussy, while rubbing a finger up and down my slit. He went back down with his finger, entering me this time. I squeezed down on his finger, gripping it with my muscles. "Finger fuck me, baby!" I gasped, as I pushed against his hand.
"No, I have other ideas for that pussy of yours," he replied, as he removed his finger and brought it to his mouth to taste. "I love the taste of that pussy! I need more!" he said, as he slid my jeans off. I lifted my ass, so they would easily slide off and grew even wetter as I felt the coldness of the car against my ass cheeks. He spread my legs wide apart, pulled me down to the edge of the hood, and lowered his head to my pussy.
"Yes! God Mark, taste me!" I screamed, as he teased my clit with his warm tongue, circling it, then taking it into his mouth and sucking between his lips. I could not believe this was happening! On top of his car in total darkness, with some strange light around us, and he's got his mouth on my hot pussy! His fingers were ice cold, as he slid two inside me. The shock of that almost set me off! He continued sucking my clit and finger fucking me so slowly, as I arched my ass and pushed against his mouth. My pussy was on fire! Just as I was getting ready to cum, he stopped sucking and looked up.
"Liz, I'm going to spank your clit now, and I don't want you moving!" he commanded, knowing from our past conversations how hot getting my pussy gently spanked made me! He kept his fingers inside me as he spread my thighs even wider and smacked my clit with his hand!