The Light House Ghost
I awoke one Sunday morning from a dream I could not explain. I had this strange sensation to take a drive. So after my morning coffee and shower I headed out not knowing where I would end up. I drove for a few hours when I spotted a sign Light house for sale. I turned down this back road that lead me to a bay, with this beautiful big light blue house attached to a light house. The view was spectacular. The roaring water pounding the shore, seagulls playing on the beach it look like something you would only expect to see on T.V. or in a movie it was breath taking. As I pull up the drive I felt drawn to it like it was calling me. There was a man standing in the front of this spectacular picturesque view before me. As I slowly get out of my car I could not help but stair at the house. Not even aware of my surroundings. The man before me kept asking "Miss is you alright". I shook my head as to clear the fog before my eyes.
"Yes...Oh sorry yes I am fine, this place is stunning I replied"
"Are you interested in buying it" he asked
"Yes who do I talk to about it?"
'Me"
And before I knew it the light house was mine. Within the next few days I was all moved in with few boxes left to unpack.
In the living quarters of the light house are big open space rooms I am most drawn to the living room with the post and beam ceilings. And a huge fireplace with a mantel, a perfect place for the mink skin rug left to me by my family who are all now passed.
It seemed like an old house in a story my grandfather use to tell me about. I got a fire going and placed the rug on the floor in front of the fire place and went to take a shower. Suddenly I thought I heard someone call out. I stepped out from the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. Opened the bath room door and started to slowly walk down the hall. "Hello is someone there" No reply
"Hello is someone there" again no reply. As I approach the living room. I feel a chill, and could not figure out why it was so cold so I stoked the fire. I could not take my eyes off the flames. The fire danced it somehow seemed to be in a strange way a sexual dance flames inter twined wrapping one another.
As I stood there starring at the fire I hadn't noticed that my towel had fallen to the floor. I was in a trance I couldn't move, I could feel hands on me strong hands as they lower me to the rug. The soft mink rug below me as I lay still unable to move, I tied but couldn't, I moved my eyes around to see if anyone was there but, saw no one. Just then the hands that lowered me started to explore my body. I could see the ripples in my flesh as these hands mauled my body. They caressed my breasts and then squeeze them I could feel what was like a hot breath over my nipples. This ghostly thing was sucking on my tits. It excited me why I don't know but I was being pleasured by a ghost. As the feel of its hands run over my body down my stomach to my thighs it spread my legs and started to play with my virginal lips flicking them. Then I could feel that hot breath again. And what felt like a tongue enters my now ever so wet pussy. A moan and a scream escaped my lips. I wanted to see who was taking me. I moaned again with indescribable pleasure. I could feel my own wetness drip down my buttocks. As the ghost continued to fuck me with his tongue, then before I knew it my legs where straight up in the air, I could feel this enormous pressure deep inside me as my pussy walls tightened around this incredible invisible lover. I knew he was inside me, deep inside me. So deep I had never felt anything like it. As my body started to shift back and forth over the rug, the silkiness added to my excitement. I could feel the force of him pounding me harder and harder yet deeper and deeper. I screamed out from the pain yes but a welcome pain. My breasts jumping wild with each and every jolt, Screaming Yes, yes oh yes, my god yes, yes, my legs fell to the floor without any notice. I must have passed out because when I awoken I was lying there naked and wet from my ghostly fucking.
It didn't stop there he has visited many times, I would be standing at the kitchen sink doing dishes when from out of nowhere something or someone would come up behind me, I could feel his presents
Grab my breasts and pull them hard against him so his large rod would be poking me in the lower back. The he would force my head down into the sink as he would raise my robe and enter me from behind. Ramming me with his massive organ, while my head hit the sink from the gyrating pounding I was getting. Fucking me over and over again and again, my willing and excited pussy is ready for my ghostly fuck fest...
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