I knew from the start that my new house was haunted. Dishes would fly off countertops, light footsteps would interrupt my sleep, and I got an icy chill when I entered some rooms. The spirit didn't seem malicious, only letting me know that it was there.
For a while, I lived in harmony with it and was able to ignore its presence. Now, that isn't to say that we eventually didn't get along, but rather I wasn't aware what it, or she, was. But now... now I am.
It happened about six months after I moved in. I had just got home from work and was exhausted and stressed. So, it only made sense to jack off to relieve the stress and make it easier to fall asleep. I took off my clothes, crawled in bed, and pulled up pornhub on my phone. I was really into step-fantasy at the time. I just imagined having my own stepsister that I could slide my cock into any time I wanted. I found a video, grabbed my dick, and started stroking.
It started with a 'What the fuck are you doing?' from the step sister when she caught her brother doing the same thing I was. This always ruined it for me as I wanted intimacy, not a power struggle. I dropped my dick and clicked off the video. I was and am very particular about my porn. I won't cum to mediocre porn. I deserve better.
My cock started going soft as I scrolled through the pages. My foreskin swalled the head and it schlupped between my legs, laying atop my balls. It rubbed it, petting it like it was a small creature.
'Soon, little guy. We'll jizz all over here in a bit, I promise.'
On page 6, I found one that I had enjoyed many moons prior: Step sister and brother play game with the sister initiating it. It was super cute and they both were into it. It began as an exploration of their bodies followed by intimate caressing and, eventually, a passionate blowjob followed by a good fucking followed by a massive cumshot. I smiled as I saw the thumbnail; it had a homey feeling to it.
I felt my cock get harder as I clicked on the video. It was as ready as i was. I began fingering my foreskin as the video loaded, my head already slick with the precum of expectation.
I watched the video and stroked my cock, imagining that this was my own step-sister. I imagined pounding her pussy and shoving myself down her throat. With a final stroke, my hips arched and a volcano of cum erupted, splashing back down on me with a gooey warmth. I lay there, panting in exhileration, waiting for my heart to stop racing. Eventually, a while after my cum had cooled off to ambient temperature and my cock had shriveled to its pre-growth state, I stood and went to the bathroom to clean myself up. As I walked down the hallway, I heard it.
A giggle, followed by a coy moan. I stopped in my tracks, feeling residual cum leak from my tip. I looked around but saw nothing. I was so used to the ghost at this point that it didn't even cross my mind. I shrugged and moved on to the shower. When I was in the shower, I could have sworn that I heard loud moaning and gasps, but I put it off as the pipes of the hoouse adjusting.
The shower was hot and steamy. As I lathered myself up with a loofah, I let my mind go blank as the scents of honey and lavender filled my nose. I felt complete in that moment, the loofah seemingly guiding itself over my body. It was a type of self worship, a post acoital experience. It was like an orgasm for my spirit.
After I had had my fill of self indulgence, I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off. Then, I walked back to my room. As I entered my bedroom, I saw it. In the middle of my bed was a divet and a wet spot. At first I thought I had cum a lot more than I initially believed but there was no way I came that much. The divet was also too small to be me. I looked around my room and felt a cold chill in the air. I shivered it off and changed the bedsheets.
The first time I became aware of the ghost was the start of something wonderful. It all began one day in April. It had been raining lightly all day with periodic sunshine here and there. I was at my job, talking to my coworker, Angela. What I do as a job isn't important, but it's in the tech sector. But Angela, she's important. At least for a little bit of the story.
We were talking on our break, hanging out behind the building in an alley. The alley had an awning over it, so majority of the rain missed us. I forgot what we were talking about but all I knew is that I was focused on her boobs.
"Hey champ, eyes up here!" Angela said, snapping her fingers. A quirky smile covered her face.
"Sorry..." I muttered, still thinking about what her tits must look like. It wasn't anything new between us; we had made out in the breakroom before but we had never exposed a bodypart.
"You tryna figure out what these boobies look like, huh? My life story means nothing to you?"
"Oh! Uh yeah I'm sorry about your dog," I said, faintly recalling the tale of how her dog had ran away. She wasn't torn up about it, but she wasn't happy, either.
Angela sighed and grabbed my hand.
"Ya know, if you want to see them all you have to do is ask." She finished the sentence by looking away, a blush rushing in to drive off the confidence she began with. She squeezed my hand and looked back at me, sheepishly.
I nodded.
"P-please? Is that proper? Please show me your tits?"
She let out a small chuckle and leaned over to me, whispering in my ear.
"How much time do we have left?" she breathed.
"Fifteen minutes before we go back" I responded, eyes focused once more on her rack. I suddenly felt her hand let go of mine and move over my pants where a noticeable bulge had grown.
"I'll make you a deal... Take it out and I'll show you my tits."
My heart jumped, our breath mingled, hot and heavy. We kissed briefly, a peck of the lips and a short dance of tongues.
"Deal. But you take it out."
"Deal" she whsipered before nibbling my ear and finishing with a kiss. She brought another hand to my bulge and unipped my slacks. My cock poked through the opening, ready to be used. It wasn't too long, an average six inches. The foreskin made it appear longer. The girth was average as well, too. But I was happy with my average penis becuase every girl I had ever slept with had had an average vagina.
Angela gasped in delight as she pulled the foreskin back, revealing the tip.
"Your turn: I said. She smiled and nodded once before letting go of me and taking off her sirt and bra. Her breasts flopped out, tan with dark chocolate nipples. I wanted to lick them. She straddled me, putting me right below her pussy, which was still trapped by her jeans. She leaned into me, pressing her breasts against my chest.
"Mmmm now what?" she asked, sultry and smooth, staring deep into my eyes with her deep brown oceans.
"Do you wanna-"
"Get back to work? Yep!"
Angela slammed my face into her boobs and let out a comedic moan. My dick twitched angrily as she sat on it, all the while knowing that this had been a ruse.
"I'll fuck you some other time, dude. We gotta get back to work shortly. Can't be havin sex on break anyway ya goofball!" Se laughed carelessly, a melodic sound. I stared at her, dumbfounded, sitting on a pallet against a wall with my dick hanging out of my pants.
"Oh geez, don't give me the lost puppy look! Add me to your spank bank! Fuck, for all i care you can tae a picture and jerk it to me. Just send me snap of your cum." She laughed, winked, and blew a kiss at me. Then, she put her clothes back, adjusted her tits in her shirt, and entered our building to clock back in. I still sat there, cockblocked by the very girl I was trying to get. After three more minutes, I shoved myself back in my pants and clocked back in, being sure to wash my hands before returning to my computer.
I forwent the porn that night and instead focused on Angela. I imagined her tits pressed against my chest as she kissed me and slowly stroked my shaft. In my fantasy, the deeper she kissed me, the harder she jacked me. I imagined her pussy as she mounted me, warm, deep, soft. Deeper and deeper we went, our moans filling the alleyway as the thunder of spring storms filled the air. Like the animals of spring, we fucked, we rutted, and just as I was about to cum deep inside fantasy Angela's pussy, I heard a giggle again. It was similar, if not the same, as the one from the previous night.
