In the Heat of the Haunted House

= This story is for

Literotica Halloween Story Contest 2024

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= Like other great stories, all characters (including a ghost) are 18+ years old.

= Enjoy!

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-This is a good deal to you, too.

I learned a little bit about 'spiritual' things. So I know several ways to communicate with spirits and I have some experiences. However, I never expected voices of a spirit would ring right from inside of my head. Without my knowledge and experiences, I'd have gone crazy already. Maybe I myself turned into another residual ghost like her, the owner of the voice in my head.

"What did you say?"

-It's a good deal. I'll make it short. You make love with your girlfriend, I get my wish granted. All you should do is tell my name three times when I feel orgasm. Simple. Isn't it?

What's not included in that 'short' summary is that the ghost, who said her name is Elvira, wants to get into my lovely Emma's body. Sadly I know adverse effects of possession on a person. So we, I and the ghost named Elvira, already had a first round of negotiation, which led to the fact that both of us could damage each other. Severely. The most important thing is that I can't let Emma be comatose on the floor of a haunted house forever.

"I am not so out of my mind as to have sex with someone on this shitty floor"

Of course I knew this was just a feeble excuse.

-There is a secret room. Just follow my direction.

I felt I lost. Still, I shot another feeble excuse.

"How can I trust you won't do harm to Emma? What if you just eat and run?"

-Okay. If your girlfriend has any mental problem because of this, I'll be your familiar. Are you satisfied now?

"Wha..."

This ghost is desperate.

"Do you know..."

-I know much more than you what a familiar do, you idiot.

So I carefully lifted Emma up and began to walk.

Elvira the ghost told me her story while I took Emma to the room. Elvira was sold to a rich butcher as a bride. But on their first night the butcher killed her, pretty cruelly and painfully, and she just became a residual ghost. She was bound to stay in this Victorian style house for more than a century. While I lay Emma down on an old-fashioned and heavily decorated divan couch, The ghost kept on telling. From inside of my head.

-I saw many people get into this house and have sex. When I feel good I just watched, but when I feel terrible I made them know that they're not alone. One day I was watching another couple having sex on the living room floor. They were really enjoying each other and the woman began to feel orgasm. It was so intense I was totally immersed in that feeling. At that moment I suddenly saw light like a thousand suns shining at the same time, and I saw the Harbinger. I asked how I could get to the place I was supposed to and the Harbinger just told me 'That feeling'.

"So you began to contact people."

-And they just scared like hell and ran off. Do you guess what's worse than that? No more loving couple came in. There were many couples but they just came to 'experience' a haunted house. Whenever I tried to talk to them...

"The victim count went up."

If an ordinary person who didn't learn about the spiritual part of this world hears an ordinary ghost like Elvira 'talks', it just sounds like an unknown creature screaming or something is screeching. I didn't want to know about that kind of thing at first. Anyway now I know. Keep listening to that kind of sound from inside of someone's own head for several minutes in a haunted house? That surely will make anyone go crazy.

When Emma told me that she wanted to go to the most famous haunted house in the state, I was against that idea. But a dude can't get over teasing of his girlfriend. That's the law. And here I am. Of course I saw, I know, Emma's gorgeous body. So I felt a bit guilty. I have to love the most lively Emma in the best place, not knocked out Emma in a haunted house. I wanted to finish this as quickly as possible. I was not sure I could do good. But a deal was a deal.

"Then, let's get down to the business."

I began to pull up Emma's sweater top.

-You idiot!

"What?"

-You want to make your girlfriend catch flu? Start a fire first. Or, do it your way. I didn't guarantee your girlfriend's physical state.

"Oh."

There was a big fireplace. Even some bundles of firewood were there. I placed firewoods slow and easy, peeled off some bark and put them underneath, There was a fire starter in my EDC tool. Soon I saw smoke, and then warming fire. I pulled the chimney damper handle to open position.

-Attaboy.

The room started to get warmer. I took off my windbreaker jacket and spread it on a side table. A strange sense of excitement pushed off fear and embarrassment from me. I roughly folded our clothes and put them on my jacket. Emma was closing her eyes. I came closer to her. Her breath was in an even rhythm. Fire gave reddish pink tone on her smooth skin. Even the worry about explaining this to her gone away. I rolled down her cotton bikini panty. And I was about to move myself between her beautiful legs.

-Idiot.

"Uh? Why?"

-What do you think a lovemaking is? Just screwing your squiddy idiot dick into a girl's body? Poor girl.

I was just dumbfounded and lost my words.

-Hug her and kiss her. Start from cheeks, go along jawline, and then lips. Move.

So I hugged her. More precisely, I covered her, supporting my weight with my elbows and knees. This room had only one window. I wasn't sure if a light came through that window. It seemed that the fireplace was the only light source. It was not bad. Rather, it felt good to me. Emma's skin was not cold any more. At least so I felt. I laid my right cheek on her left shoulder and paused for a second. I slowly pouted my lips. Soon I felt her skin on my lips. Emma wiggled her body very slightly. Then the voice came again.

-Now I'm starting. I can speak with your girlfriend's mouth. But the more I say something, the harder her body endures. So I will say only when it's really needed. Okay? And remember. Do not fuck her, love her. Understood?

"Alright."

In a moment I lifted up my upper body. It made my left nipple brush against her right nipple. It gave a pleasant and surprising mini electric shock into my mouth as well as my left nipple. I looked down at Emma's nipple. Her nipples are on the smaller side of the range. But they're cute. So cute. In the fireplace light her nipple had pink chroma. I felt sudden hunger. Hunger for her skin. Emma was not a fan of licking, but I started licking her jaw and neck. To my surprise it was delicious. Instantly I forgot where I was. The taste and the feeling filled my head and my whole body. And my lips met hers.

"Aww..."

Very faintly Emma groaned and she opened her lips a little bit more. I tilted my head, made our lips airtight, and began to eat her lips. Yummy, I felt. Kind of new found sensation. My mouth felt another groan. The tip of my tongue met hers. Our tongues began to dance. Soon the dancing picked up steam. Her body grazed mine. My manhood, now a total hard on, was already weaving through her pubic bush. My desire to put it into her body swollen almost as big as the hunger still controlled my body.

"Aah. aah..."

Emma's moan was changed into short stuttering. Her voices had two totally different pitches. But that didn't matter to me. When I kissed her neck I could feel the vibration. When I kissed her chest I could feel the heat. When the tip of my tongue touched her right nipple her body sprang up. I circled my tongue around her nipple. I felt it was as big as a berry. Her body sprang up once more. I wrapped my left arm around her lower back and slided my right hand down from her breast to her side, thigh and the hot love valley. My touch triggered louder dual pitch moan. It seemed her labia swollen as big as her lips. Maybe they were bigger than her lips. And they were slippery. As I pressed and rubbed her crotch harder and faster, so her moan grew louder. My instinct pushed one of my fingers between her cute petal folds. Emma was not a fan of fingering but I totally forgot it. Anyway she answered with bucking her pelvis. Whenever the inner wall of her vagina greeted my digit, her pelvis thrusted again and again. When I lowered my body and began to lick her labia wings, her vagina was playing with my finger. Suddenly the movement of her vagina wall changed. It pushed my finger outward and at the same time pulled in. Her body sprang upward sudden and hard, and stood still. I quickly followed the movement of her pelvis. I could see a flower, lively and moist, red and pink, on her crotch. My lips quickly caught up the stamen, round and glistening, once more. Now two-pitched big scream rang out from inside her stomach. The shake followed. Once, twice, and more, more. And I got the whiteout.

I didn't know why but everywhere was just white. It was like I was floating in the very middle of an unknown space filled only with pure light. Soon I could see an outline of something. The outline turned into a shape of a human, and a woman, and Emma. She was filled with light. And she opened her mouth. The voice was thin like a thread of spider silk but clear like a laser cut, and rang inside of my head.

"Her name is Elvira."

I could feel the voice dissolve throughout my body. Slowly it filled up my body. When it inflated my body like a balloon about to burst, I felt my whole body shrank into a dot. And the dot spoke the name.

"Elvira, Elvira, Elvira."

Once again, pure whiteness washed me away.

The first things I saw when I opened my eyes again were a couple of shining eyes.

"Emma?"

"Look pretty sexy, Sweetie Dee."

It was the familiar mid-pitched voice. The voice made me relaxed and made my body like a shrunken balloon. Still I needed an answer, so I managed to squeeze voice from my throat.

"Are you okay?"

Emma showed me the trade mark smile.

"I'm not dead. So relax. And enjoy. I like it, too."

It was then that I realized where I was collapsed. Under the orange-hued dim light her bare skin glowed white.

"Ah. Sorry Emma. I'll tell you what happened, so first hear my..."

"No rush, Sweetie. I said I like this. And the lady told me her stories."

"What?"

"Yes. Elvira was her name. She said goodbye to me. And you know what? You made me feel fantastic just now."

I was pretty much puzzled but waited for a while. As I expected, my lovely Emma continued.

"Well... Ah. She told me about a 'gift' for us. The dresser over there. First open the upper most drawer..."

Hearing her words, I tried to get up. But I couldn't. Her legs were closed behind my lower back and pushed me back down.

"Where do you think you are going?"

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