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Taken by the Ghost Again, by Jezebel Rose

Sarah’s desire redoubled as it touched her aching body. The ghostly hands wandered over her stroking her desires even higher. She didn’t realize how desperate she had become for its touch already. She had given it a single blowjob, and now she felt addicted to its touch. Her hand was replaced with one of the ghost’s. Its finger pressed inside of her, feeling her arousal, her desperate need for it.

The other hand roamed her body, feeling up every curve, exploring every inch she had to offer. Sarah felt like putty in its hands. She wanted it so badly. Her moans grew louder and louder, echoing off the close walls of the shower. As the ghost’s groping became insistent, she could feel its cock against her body, pressing up against her flat stomach. The feel of it lit Sarah’s body on fire; she wanted the ghost so badly.

“I need you,” Sarah cried out wildly. The ghost’s fingers felt extraordinary inside of her, but she wanted more. Her water-slick hand wrapped around its cock, and she quickly began to pump it.

“Fuck me,” she begged. “I want you so much. Fuck me, please.”

Sarah’s desperate cries were answered. The spirit moved in closer to her. The strong invisible hands slid down around her thighs, spreading her legs and pushing her back up against the tiled wall. The ghost lifted her, so she was floating as if on invisible strings. Her shock at her seemingly impossible position only lasted a moment; there were more important things at hand, namely the thick invisible cock grinding against her sex.

Her arms wrapped around the spirit’s unseen neck to hold herself upright as the ghost ground against her. The feel of its thick cock pressing along her sent waves of pleasure washing over her, each one stronger than the last. She couldn’t take it any longer, the teasing was all well and good, but she needed it inside of her now.

“Fuck me,” she groaned. It was a half order, half her begging desperately. She couldn’t handle another moment of this.

The ghost gave her what she craved. The thick unseen cock head pressed against her folds. Her body resisted for a moment; she wasn’t used to such big cocks. Slowly, the spirit pushed into her. She watched as her lips parted around nothing and then shuddered in pleasure as the sensation washed over her.

Sarah inhaled sharply, her head resting back against the tiles on the wall as the ghost claimed her. Its cock was still pushing into her, but she already felt so full, so complete. She knew at that moment that she would never be satisfied with a human man again. The spirit’s cock was too big, too amazing, for her to be happy with anything less.

The spirit’s hands traveled up her thighs, moving up to holding onto her full ass. Once it had a tight grip on her cheeks, it pushed forth, sinking its cock deeper into her. Each moment, Sarah thought she couldn’t take any more of it, but then somehow, the ghost managed to fit even more into her.

By the time it was entirely inside of her, Sarah was panting out in desperation.

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