It'd been a terrible tragedy. Six months ago Paolo's girlfriend of four years, Bebe, had died in a hot air ballooning accident. She was incinerated in the sky at fifteen thousand feet. Well, at least she had gone out doing something sort of cool. But obviously it was a terrible blow to her family, Paolo, and her many friends. It'd been half a year since the incident and they were just beginning to get their lives back on track again.
Bebe had been an artist all her life. She loved to sketch and paint, and was a big fan of everything from the old European masters to modern manga. She could sit down with a pad and pencil and draw anyone's portrait in a matter of minutes. Her career however, had been in social work, mostly with teens and children.
She never got the chance to get it off the ground because of her passing, but she'd been working for about a year on a manga graphic fantasy/sci-fi novel that she was writing about a group of teenagers and the adventures they'd have. Paolo had carefully kept all her sketches, paintings, files and notes with the idea that someday he might tie them all together and get her work published. He was going to make sure the insurance money left to him from her death would go towards realizing this.
Paolo was well underway completing Bebe's graphic novel. He'd enlisted the help of Kayla, one of Bebe's design college classmate-friends, and had done a lot of work on it himself. It'd be ready for publication in a matter of weeks.
Paolo sat alone in his once shared apartment in the dim light of a single bedside lamp nursing a glass of brandy and water. He held a framed picture of Bebe in his left hand. How he missed her! The grief was still so fresh. Yet he never let himself fall into the pit of hopeless depression; she wouldn't have wanted that, he knew. So he fought hard to keep his head above water and carry on. Everything would be ok in the end. The brandy helped.
He sighed, downed the rest of his glass squeezing a tear from each eye and stood up. He headed resolutely into the kitchen for one last cup of booze before bed when he saw something which nearly made him jump out of his skin.
It was Bebe, standing there in the doorway... Paolo dropped the glass onto the carpeted floor and stumbled backwards, his heart suddenly racing in his chest.
'No! No! No! I am not going crazy!' he cried all alone in the apartment. ...Or was he alone?
'Baby, calm down, don't be frightened,' it was Bebe! Speaking to him, it looked as if she were standing right there!
'What the f-!? Bebe?! What am I seeing here?? Hello?! Who's here!!' he yelled at what he was seeing, suddenly angry and afraid.
'Honey, it's me, your Bebe...'
Paolo's jaw quivered and his hands shook. He sank to the floor onto his knees, perhaps so in case he fainted he'd be closer to the ground. No words came out of his mouth. He just stared sadly at the image of his lost love, and tears began streaming down his face.
'Oh no please, don't cry!' and Bebe walked, or rather slightly drifted, quickly towards Paolo and came down to him and held him in her arms to comfort him. They rocked together like that on the floor until Paolo's tears finally ceased.
'Bebe??' he said incredulously.
'Yes. I know, I'm dead. You know I'm dead. I don't know how or why exactly, but I know I'm back for a little while. Not 'back' back, you understand? But just... back to see you, my aunt Patrica, and maybe my mom and dad. Just for a little while, ok? I'm sorry; I don't know how this happened!'
'This is so... unexpected. Well... I guess I'll have to say that I believe in ghosts from now on. I mean, unless this is just a dream, which it probably is. Maybe someone put some kind of shit in my drink or something...'
'No, no shit in your drink, baby. But listen, I know this is a shock, I'd feel the exact same way you're feeling. I'll be back tomorrow, that way you'll know it's not a dream, ok?'
Paolo didn't say anything.
'By the way, I can see what you've done with my book. It's fantastic, thank you Paolo! And tomorrow I'll show you something else we can do... But for now, even if it is a dream, how would you like to get your cock sucked by a ghost?'
Again Paolo didn't answer. But he didn't protest either as the ghost of Bebe undid the fly of his jeans and pulled them down off his legs, then did the same with his boxers. She took his swelling dick into her hands and jerked it slowly and lovingly like she'd done a thousand times before when she'd been alive. She lowered her mouth onto the head and began to suck his cock as he lay there on the floor. It felt so real, so hot, so wet, so amazing... It was driving Paolo mad that he couldn't tell if he was dreaming or not. So he decided to just sit back and enjoy it.
'Yes, baby...' he said softly.
He reached down into her loose fitting maroon-colored sweater and cupped one of her enormous natural G-cup breasts; there hadn't been any bra.
'Mmmm!' Bebe moaned encouragingly, savoring her boyfriends erect dick in her hard sucking mouth.
She jerked his shaft into her sucking mouth as he cupped her boobs below.
'Lemme see your asshole sweetheart, I wanna touch your asshole as you suck my cock!' He'd always loved to play with her ass while getting head in this way.
They stood up. Bebe took off her jeans and thong and they kissed, one of Paolo's hands reaching straight down to her wet, waxed-smooth ghost-cunt, and the other hand straight behind her to her waxed-smooth ghost-asshole. She stroked his cock, and he filled both her pussy and her asshole with his fingers and wiggled them around as they kissed, bringing her off. Then she got down onto her knees in front of him like he'd asked, and began sucking on his cock again.
Paolo leaned forward, his cock in heaven in her sucking mouth, and cupped both of her wonderful, huge, heavy hanging boobs beneath her sweater, before reaching back and grabbing both her big, gorgeous ghost-ass-cheeks and spreading them apart to gaze at her sexy brown asshole from above. He'd always loved this position getting head, and it was driving him crazy- dream or not- to be doing it once again with the girl he though he'd lost forever.
'Oh Bebe, I'm gonna cum in your mouth! Don't fucking stop!'
He slid the middle finger of his right hand up her ass, lubed up from her own pussy juice, and pumped it deep in and out of her hot tight hole as she sucked hard on his near cumming shaft. In moments he exploded, blasting rope after rope of hot cum down his deceased lover's throat, his finger up her hot tight asshole as deep as he could shove it.
'Mmmmm!' moaned Bebe's ghost as she swallowed all of Paolo's load and came herself, still sucking hard on his spasming rod. Her pussy gushed ghost-pussy-juice all over her thighs and the carpet.
'Oh Bebe, I love you!' he grunted, exhausted and lying down on the floor in a faint.
'I love you, too...' were the last words he heard fade away as he fell into a deep sleep.
...
The next day Paolo awoke on the floor, the evidence of his dried sperm all over the carpet. He thought sadly that it must have been a dream.
But that afternoon in his office, she came back to him! He was less startled than he'd been the night before, merely scared out of his fucking skin.
'Baby, we don't have that long, so I want to show you something cool. Who's your favorite hentai babe?' said the apparition of his dead girlfriend.
'Bebe, is it you??' he squinted at her image. She was clear as day, only slightly fuzzy around the edges.
'Yes! Just accept it, and answer the question please.'
'My favorite... um, ok. I think you know the answer to that one, it's Etsuko! Your character, from your book.'
Bebe's image suddenly shifted into a life-sized one of Etsuko, her hot leading female anime/manga/hentai character! She looked so real, and yet like a living cartoon straight out of Bebe's paintings and stories!
She was as tall as Paolo, about six feet, with a perfect figure: long, shapely slender legs, a miniscule waist, a big, gorgeous, perfectly rendered ass in ridiculously tiny and tight hot-pink shorts, she had the big Japanese manga eyes all full of sparkles, the tiny manga mouth and cute shaped head, enormous, perfectly round, inhumanly pert, gorgeous tits and massive hard nipples jutting out from her ridiculously skimpy frilly white bra-like top, ass-length golden blonde hair which curled about in Bebe's smooth artistic sytle, large, bright silver star earrings, schoolgirl calf-high white cotton socks and glossy black slightly platformed schoolgirl shoes with buckles.
All this in surreal holographic cartoon, stylishly drawn in Bebe's own distinctive, sexy style. It was her hentai character Etsuko, to a T!
Then she flashed back into Bebe again. 'See, isn't that cool!!'
Paolo's mouth just hung open. Bebe approached him and touched his arm. She seemed so real, so substantial. She then slowly let herself fade back into Etsuko. Obviously Paolo had never seen anything like her before! It was startling but... fucking sexy as well.
'Paolo?' Bebe-as-Etsuko said, 'It's me, Bebe.' She didn't speak in Bebe's voice, but in a sexy, girlish, squeaky, high-pitched hentai-sounding voice instead. 'I'm a ghost, but don't be frightened! Remember how we made love last night? Well let's do it again, but you can make love to me as Etsuko! How would that be?'
He looked the real life sexy hentai ghost babe up and down. Smiled, and his dick started getting hard in his pants. He reached out and tested her tits. They were substantial! Firm, smooth and soft, like plastic beach balls. And very light colored, like a manga painting of a girl.
He peeled her top down and caressed her hard, hentai nipples. They felt like a cross between plastic and flesh. He sucked one of them. Meanwhile 'Etsuko' was undoing his fly. He looked into her sexy plastic hentai eyes, and they kissed. She squeaked/moaned not in Bebe's voice, but in Etsuko's.
'Oh yes, Paolo!' squeaked Etsuko. 'I can feel you just as if it was my own body- it is my body; I imagined it!'
'...Wow!' was all Paolo could mutter as he sucked on one of her gigantic tits and reached around and cupped her perfectly rendered, hentai ass, his dick rock-hard to fuck her. Etsuko reached down and caressed his raging erection. She kneeled down and began sucking his cock in her tiny cartoon mouth...
