I fairly leapt out of my bed. I couldn't accept the idea that last night's ghostly visitation actually occurred. Yet the proof was indisputable; my whole body was cleanly shaven and there were little hickies in various places where spectral lips and teeth had explored my skin. I went to the bathroom and stood in the shower, not knowing what I should do next. I marveled at the feeling produced by dragging a soft, soapy washcloth over my smooth chest, stomach, and scrotum. I decided I would maintain this hairless condition. Every touch of my skin sent little shivers down my spine.
I dried myself off and started some coffee brewing while I considered my next course of action. I could conclude that my house was haunted and run like hell, but that would expensive. I could spend the day in the library researching the history of my house to learn who might be haunting it, but I'm not sure how that would help. I could try calling Ghostbusters, but I'm pretty sure Bill Murray has moved on to other lines of work by now. I'm pretty skeptical about mediums and psychics, but yesterday I didn't believe in ghosts either! In fact, the more I considered the idea, the more I became convinced I was seeing the results of a vivid dream combined with a bout of sleep-walking. I was having an erotic dream, sleep-walked to the bathroom, shaved myself, pinched my skin in accordance with the mental images, and went back to bed. There was nothing to worry about as long as I didn't make a habit of it and end up walking out into traffic some night.
My girlfriend was out of town visiting her family, and I was reluctant to be in the house alone. I called my friend Rick and put forth the idea of pizza, rented movies, and beer. He said he would bring the pizza if I got the movies and beer. We watched some action flicks and drank until we were relatively drunk. Rick fell asleep on the couch and I turned off the living room television and headed to my bedroom.
Despite my rational explanations, I was in no big hurry to lie in a darkened room. I went to bed with the television on to light the place up a bit and provide my mind with some distraction from thoughts of ghosts. At two in the morning I felt my blanket slide down to the foot of my bed and I woke up, unable to move. I rolled my eyes around to look at the room. The television was still on and my blanket was hanging down onto the floor. I could hear the distant whispering and giggling I heard last night. It was when the hands began to touch me that I noticed something different. I could see the ghosts! Well, sort of, anyway. They weren't cloudy, grey, wispy things like you see in the movies; they were transparent and three-dimensional and looked sort of like liquid distortions in the air. They were just barely visible and unless they moved, you would never even notice them.
I felt myself floating up off the bed. Three female specters swam through the air around me and a male ghost hovered off to one side. As they floated around me they began to trace their fingers along my skin. It seemed they were everywhere at and my brain could not process all of the tingling sensations in so many different places at once. I was shivering all over. One of the ghosts floated over me and placed both of her hands on my chest. She slowly dragged her icy fingers down my body until she was caressing my balls. I never knew how sensitive the skin of my scrotum was before it was shaved. My cock sprang to attention and a second ghost encircled it with her fingers and lowered her shimmering mouth over it. The third female ghost cupped a large breast in her hand and brought it to my mouth.
I ran my tongue in little circles around a nipple I could barely distinguish as the ghost who was expertly sucking me off took me out of her mouth and guided my cock into her transparent pussy. She clamped her legs around my hips, placed both hands on my chest, and began to rock back and forth with me inside her. The whispering sounds increased and now there was a familiar feminine moaning sound accompanying it. The ghost who had been caressing my balls slid her hands down to my feet. I had goose-bumps all over my legs, and if there were any hairs left on them they would all have been standing up as straight as my cock was! She took my toes into her mouth and began to suck and nibble on them. That was something new to me and it felt fantastic!