Tired of her city life, Wilma snaps up a bargain price house in the country and leaves for a vacation. However, she soon discovers that the house is haunted by a ghost, and he takes out all his rage and desires on her!
This 7,600 word story contains ectoplasm soaked blowjobs, ghostly fisting, rough double penetration on the ceiling, and a woman getting filled with gallons of ectojism!
An inhuman laugh echoed through the room, and a force pressed down at the foot of the bed, pressing two indentations where knees would be.
Holy ****. He was here with me.
“God, please don’t hurt me!” I said through my gasps, backing up to the headboard.
Another laugh echoed through the room, and I backed myself up harder. Dead end. Holy ****, I had to ******* run. Ghosts did exist, and this one was going to do something horrible to me!
I turned to run, but the sheet ripped out from underneath me in a flash, and floated in the air, only to come flying towards me. It tore itself into four pieces and they wrapped themselves around my wrists and then my ankles, round and round, until they tied themselves to all four posts of the four poster bed. They stretched my body like a rack would, and I screamed. It splayed more and more of my body out, widening my legs and arms, leaving me defenceless.
“Stop, stop, please!” I screamed, straining my body. If these pulled anymore, my arms and legs would both go flying right across the room. “What do you want?”
Another laugh echoed out, and I froze. He came towards me. His icy presence towered over me, and I shook.
“SEX!” a voice boomed.
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Published December 25, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.