She woke suddenly, but why? She looked around the room, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. She strained her ears, but could hear nothing save the usual country night sounds. Then why had she woken? The windows blew inward, and a gust of cold air flowed over her. She stared horrified at three characters, which had suddenly appeared in her room. To either side were two women who could have perhaps been sisters. Their skin was a chalky white, while their long flowing hair was the colour of deepest night. They wore only sheer, loose fitting dresses, which reached down to their feet. Through the white material she could clearly make out the shape of their large firm breasts, tipped with dark nipples. As she glanced down she could see the deltas of curly black hair spreading up from between their slender legs.
Between them stood a man like none she had ever seen, His hair was dark, and swept back over his head leaving a widowspeak in the middle of the forehead. His eyes were as black as coal, although fire seemed to burn deep within them. He wore a full-length black cloak with a high collar, which circled his head. Beneath it he was dressed in tight fitting black trousers, and a loose, open, black silk shirt. He raised his hand and she found herself being lifted from the bed.
"What...?" Lynn squealed in surprise as she was lifted by invisible hands and hung suspended in the air, her feet inches above the bed.
She was dressed in a small white sleeveless shirt and light blue shorts as she normally wore for bed, but these in no way seemed to please her uninvited guest. At another gesture, her shirt split down the front and spread wide, exposing her breasts to him.
"Hey.." She tried to cover herself with her arms, but her hands were firmly held, and her arms stretched wide.
He smiled, "Mmmmm." The women moaned.
Another gesture and it disappeared to the corner of the room, leaving her upper body naked. He gazed longingly down her body, his tongue licking his lips, still not uttering a sound.
As he lowered his hand, her shorts slid slowly down over her hips, exposing the first hint of the delight to be experienced between her legs. His hand moved lower, and the shorts slid down her legs before they too vanished into the corner. Her legs were pulled slightly further apart. His companions grew even more aroused as she was lowered to her back on the bed. But the unseen hands had not yet finished with her.
She flinches as she felt the merest touch at her breast, though there was nothing to be seen. "Aah!" Lynn once more groaned, as fingers seemed to first squeeze her soft flesh, then circle and stroke her nipple. Another started to do the same, stroking and tweaking her other breast, and she began to respond to this invisible lover, as she experienced hands gently caressing her.
"Aaah yes,, yes..ooh" her body began to tingle, and she writhed as they kneaded at her soft pliant flesh, flicked gently at her stiff pink nipples, which now stood hard and erect from her pale flesh. They rolled them between invisible fingers, pulling and pinching. They squeezed, and she moaned louder, as her pussy juices bubbled and began to flow within her.
"Hmmm hmm." Her moans raised in pitch as tips of warm invisible fingers stroked slowly and tenderly up her inner thigh, to push softly against her lips before sliding smoothly between them to enter her. Invisible or not, she felt firm fingers push deep inside her, and start to move slowly in and out, to stroke her hot wet flesh. Rather than just hands she now felt hot mouths as well on her breasts, sucking and nibbling her nipples.
"Mmmm" Lynn bit her bottom lip and moaned at the sensation of hands squeezing both of her tits, mouths sucking and biting her nipples, another hand between her legs, it's fingers sliding quickly and hard in and out of her hot wet pussy. Lips seemed to brush her own, and she gasped. Kissed, her breasts both being firmly caressed and sucked, fingers thrusting in and out of her, finger fucking her.
