Jenny's a wannabe singer-songwriter hoping to find inspiration in Memphis. But when she visits The King's famous mansion and sneaks into his favorite room, she soon realizes she's roused the spirit of Memphis' greatest rock 'n' roll legend. After years of solitude, he only has one thing on his mind - and Jenny simply can't resist him! This story contains 4,025 words including ghostly m/f sex, foreplay, and anal and is for adults only!
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“Like I said,” he murmured, “I can’t hurt you. I’m limited to the lightest of touches, Jenny. But I think you’ll find I can still make love to you, if that’s what you want. It is what you want, isn’t it, little lady?”
Her heart hammering in her chest, Jenny glanced towards the staircase again.
“Don’t fight it,” he said, kneeling on the floor in front of her. “Honey, there’s no point.”
And he was right. In spite of everything, her nipples were prickling to hardness underneath her dress and there was a tingling between her legs. She thought of all the footage she’d seen of him gyrating his hips to the beat of the music, all the interviews where he gave his best clean-cut farmboy smiles and claimed there was nothing sexual about it. But there was. Oh, there was. As misguided as they were, those concerned parents had been right about one thing - he dripped sex.
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Published March 22, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.