0 comments/ 16888 views/ 0 favorites The New Apartment By: CrzAccGrl ¡§At last!¡¨ She thought with a smile. ¡§I never thought I¡¦d be able to find a decent apartment. It¡¦s so nice not having roommates underfoot. I can do whatever I want! I can walk around the apartment naked if I want to!¡¨ Feeling devilish, she decided to do just that. Stripping her jeans, sweater, bra and panties off, she strutted around her apartment with a foolish grin on her face. Looking at her watch, however, she remembered she had to get things ready for when her guests arrived. As she tidied up, the phone rang. ¡§Hello? Oh hi! I¡¦m looking forward to you¡¦re coming over¡K oh? You can¡¦t make it? No, no, if you¡¦re not feeling well, that¡¦s cool. I¡¦m not going anywhere anytime soon.¡¨ Feeling a bit disappointed; she hangs up the phone, but brightens up at the thought that she had invited a few people over. Half an hour later she was sitting on the couch with a frown on her face. It seemed like *every one* had cancelled on her, well, everyone except her friend Kevin. She didn¡¦t know when he was going to come over, as he was at work, but he said he would call her before he came over. In the meantime, she decided to cross-stitch and watch TV. After awhile, the phone rang and it was him. ¡§Hey Sexy Lady! Am I too late for the big party?¡¨ He asked. ¡§Nope,¡¨ she replied in a whiny voice. ¡§Almost everyone *cancelled* on me!¡¨ ¡§They did?¡¨ He exclaimed. ¡§Those heartless bastards! We should hunt them down and rip their hearts out so they can see how black it is before they die! Would that make you feel better?¡¨ ¡§No, probably not in the long run seeing as how I¡¦d be in jail, and I¡¦d have no friends or family anymore.¡¨ she replied laughing. ¡§Aw, you¡¦re no fun!¡¨ He teased. ¡§I know, I know.¡¨ She said with a grin. ¡§But remember my fun is ruining your fun.¡¨ ¡§Yeah, yeah. So, did you still want to hang out?¡¨ He asked. ¡§Sure, if you¡¦re not too tired from working. If you¡¦re nice to me, I¡¦ll even order us pizza.¡¨ She answered. ¡§Deal! I¡¦ll be right there!¡¨ ¡§Excellent! I¡¦ll see you soon.¡¨ She smiled as she hung up the phone; perhaps the night wouldn¡¦t be a total loss after all. She settled back into the cross-stitch she was working on, and lost track of time. The phone rang, and she buzzed him up. After a second there was a knock on the door. She opened the door with a grand flourish, as if she were admitting him to the grand palace of the Taj Mahal instead of a modest one-bedroom apartment. ¡§Welcome to my home! Please take your shoes off, and hand me your coat. I will be delighted to hang it up for you.¡¨ She said with a smile. Kevin smiled at her. He¡¦d known her for a long time, and rarely saw her this excited about anything. He decided to play along. ¡§Why thank you, kind lady. It¡¦s superb to be here.¡¨ ¡§For the honour of this occasion, I will even order the pizza!¡¨ She declared with a smile. After giving Kevin a tour, they settled down on the couch. The pizza arrived, and they started watching a movie. At one point Kevin asked her if she had anything to drink. ¡§Oh sure!¡¨ She said, ¡§I even got some diet stuff if you want it.¡¨ ¡§Excellent!¡¨ And with that they sat down and enjoyed their pizza and watched a movie. At slow points in the movie, she noticed Kevin kept looking at her in a sideways motion. She ignored him; it was a good movie. ƒº Eventually she looked at him and asked ¡§What? Why do you keep staring at me?¡¨ ¡§Why?¡¨ He asked with a grin. ¡§Is it bugging you?¡¨ ¡§Yes! Now stop it, or else!¡¨ she threatened. ¡§Or else what? EH? You think you can take me, little girl?¡¨ He asked, taunting her. ¡§Yeah I can!¡¨ She said loudly, ¡§See?¡¨ With that, she tried to punch him, which was easily deflected by Kevin who pinned her down on the couch and started tickling her. ¡§Stop it you bastard! You¡¦ll pay for this!¡¨ She yelled, laughing all the while. ¡§Quiet silly!¡¨ Kevin replied. ¡§Your neighbours will complain if you¡¦re too loud!¡¨ After a few seconds he stopped so she could catch her breath. She sat up, and moved away from him pretending to sulk, glaring at him. ¡§Aw, poor you! I¡¦m not very nice am I?¡¨ Kevin asked in a patronizing tone of voice. ¡§Go to hell!¡¨ Was her response, glaring at him even harder, but Kevin could see she was trying very hard to not smile. ¡§Come here you!¡¨ With that, he grabbed her and pulled her on to his lap hugging her. She hugged him back tightly, playing with the hair at the back of his neck. They drew back from the hug, and their eyes met. They came in close to each other until they were kissing each other lightly and then more passionately, tongues teasing each other lightly. Just then Kevin drew back. ¡§You know what I just realized?¡¨ ¡§What did you just realize?¡¨ she asked. ¡§I realized I never thanked you for the pizza and the drink.¡¨ He said She grinned and rolled her eyes at him. ¡§It¡¦s just diet soda and pizza, ya know! It¡¦s not the Hope Diamond or anything¡¨ ¡§Oh I know,¡¨ he replied. ¡§But still, it would be awfully rude of me not to properly thank you.¡¨ With that he bent down and started nuzzling and kissing her neck softly. ¡§Oh yeah, terribly rude.¡¨ She said faintly, her eyes rolling in the back of her head. He chuckled into her ear softly, sending a tingle down her spine as his hands lifted her sweater above her head and he deposited it onto the floor. He unsnapped her bra, and that joined the sweater on the ground. Laying her gently onto the couch, he kissed her neck lightly, trailing kisses down to her breasts. Taking a nipple into his mouth, he teased it gently at first with his tongue, and then gradually used his teeth, using more and more pressure until she gasped out loud. He then teased the other nipple in the same manner while one of his hands was undoing the snaps on her jeans. Not wanting to feel left out; she reached out to caress the ever-increasing bulge in his jeans. Enjoying the feeling of her hand for a second, he gently grabbed her hand and raised it above her head. ¡§Now behave. Don¡¦t make me have to tie you up.¡¨ ¡§Oh my! That¡¦s not good.¡¨ She replied with a smile, secretly thinking that it wouldn¡¦t bother her at all if he tied her up, but for now she¡¦ll be good. He slid her jeans and panties off her hips and laid them down gently with her sweater and bra. Tracing his palm up her legs, he lightly traced her pubic hair, but then continued to trace upwards to her tummy. She whimpered quietly, and he chuckled quietly. He bent down and nuzzled her pubic hair with his nose and licked her lightly. She moaned and moved her hips up a little. He took his hand and put a finger inside of her pussy, feeling how wet it was. ¡§Hmmm, you¡¦re awfully excited aren¡¦t you?¡¨ He asked her with a grin. ¡§I can¡¦t help it,¡¨ she replied. ¡§You get me so hot.¡¨ ¡§Oh do I now?¡¨ He whispered into her ear, ¡§Do you like this?¡¨ As he moved his finger across her clit, slowly at first and then faster and faster. He loved the way her breathing got faster and faster and how she was moving her hips more and more erratically. He switched back and forth from teasing her clit, to putting a finger and then two inside of her. Her gasping and moaning got louder and more frantic and he knew she was close. He leaned over to her and whispered. ¡§Do you want to come?¡¨ ¡§Oh God, yes, make me come please Kevin.¡¨ She moaned loudly. ¡§My pleasure, my queen.¡¨ He replied. ¡§But first¡K¡¨ ¡§But first?¡¨ She asked looking suspicious. ¡§I want you to swallow it all. Can you do that for me, my queen?¡¨ ¡§Yes, I¡¦ll do anything for you. Just stop teasing me, please!¡¨ She begged. Laughing to himself, he replied ¡§All right.¡¨ With that he moved his finger with lightening speed across her clit, and she cried out loud with the pleasure she was feeling. Within minutes her body started convulsing and he could feel her pussy muscles convulsing on the finger he still had inside of her. She smiled cat like at him and said, ¡§That was lovely, thank you.¡¨ ¡§No problem what-so-ever.¡¨ He replied. Kneeling up on the couch, she kissed him deeply. Her hands went down to his belt and started to remove it slowly. ¡§Well, now, a promise is a promise isn¡¦t it?¡¨ She asked with an evil grin as she stood him up, and removed his shirt, jeans, and boxer-briefs. He lay down on the couch, and she kissed him on the chest, slowly making her way down. She pulled the foreskin down and lightly kissed the tip. She put his penis in her mouth, and slowly bobbed up and down on it suctioning on the tip as she pulled up; lightly at first then more aggressively until he was moaning and grabbing her hair with his hand. She played with his balls with her one hand, very softly as she stroked the shaft with her other hand as she put him deeper and deeper into her throat, until he was as deep as she could stand. She licked the underside lightly, then roughly, then lightly again for a few minutes. He was going crazy. ¡§Oh that feels so good, don¡¦t stop.¡¨ He gasped. She smiled to herself, and continued. After a few minutes she felt his penis twitching and heard him gasping ¡§I¡¦m gonna come!¡¨ Just before all of it flooded into her mouth. There was so much of it, and she loved the taste of it and she swallowed it down wasting absolutely none of it. She kissed her way up to him, and kissed him deeply. She could taste herself on his lips, and wondered if he could taste himself on hers. All of a sudden, he grabbed her and flipped her onto her back. He entered her, and they both gasped out loud. He bent down and kissed her as he moved in and out of her, pinning her arms over her head. She moved her hips up and down in rhythm with him, as they both gasped louder and louder. She was amazed that he had recovered so quickly, and mentioned that to him. ¡§I can¡¦t help it,¡¨ he replied. ¡§I always seem to be hard whenever I¡¦m around you¡¨ With that he pounded into her faster and faster until she just couldn¡¦t take it anymore, and she held her head back and screamed as she came. He kissed her passionately and said ¡§I¡¦m going to fill you up now!¡¨ ¡§Oh yes, oh yes, I want you too!¡¨ She replied. He kissed her and thrust into her one last time and shuddered as he came. They lay together on the couch and tried to catch their breath. ¡§Mmm¡K I should have you over for pizza and diet soda more often. I LOVE having my own apartment!¡¨ She said with a grin. The New Apartment As she carried the final box up the long three flights of stairs, Gwen's fatigue started to disappear. She and Trent had been together for a year and a half, and were only now getting their own apartment. "Finally," she thought to herself, "no more stupid roomates." The thought of taking long baths whenever she wanted, walking around naked again, and not having to stifle herself when she and Trent had sex had her grinning by the time she walked in the door of their new place. However, her excitement started to fade as she realized how much work they still had to do on the apartment. Trent was working on hooking up the TV and video game systems, and didn't notice her entrance. As her gaze circled the living and dining rooms, she saw what felt like mountains of boxes piled everywhere. The thought of endless unpacking exhausted her, and she put down the box and walked over to Trent. "Got the last one, baby," she informed as she put her arms around his neck. He shook her off, connected one final cord, then stood and stretched. He looked down at her from his tall, lanky frame and smiled warmly. "Baby, we have a home now." Gwen grinned up at him warmly, and wrapped her arms around him. She couldn't be happier. Except for maybe one thing... "What do you say we give this place a proper christening?" The mischievious glint in her eye was unmistakable to Trent, but a day of hauling boxes and furniture had him a bit too worn out for the kind of fun she had in mind. He shook his head after a moment and said, "Not now, Gwen. Maybe later. I need to take a shower." As he padded off toward the bathroom, Gwen pouted and crossed her arms. Trent didn't care to notice, so she decided to try a different approach. She waited until she heard the water running, then started to undress herself. She hadn't been wearing much anyway, as it had been a hot day, but she quickly stripped out of her cutoff shorts and cropped tank down to nothing but her perfectly tanned skin. She quietly walked to the bathroom and peeked around the corner. She could see Trent's silhouette behind the shower curtain, and heard his soft sighs as the scalding water hit his skin and caused steam to fill the room. Her nipples hardened and she felt her pussy tingle as she thought of just how much she wanted his hands on her, and not wanting to wait anymore, she strolled over and got in the shower with him. Trent noticed her, but didn't say anything. She'd have to try harder. Wrapping his arms around his waist and pressing her D-cups into his back, Gwen asked innocently, "Clean me, master?" At the sound of his sexy girlfriend calling him by his favorite name, he finally paid attention. "You want master to bathe you? Do you deserve it, little girl?" She celebrated inwardly at her victory and purred with big eyes, "I can earn it, master." Gwen dropped to her knees with the water pounding over her and started kissing and licking his hardening cock. When she felt she'd teased him as much as she could get away with, she started slowly taking him into her mouth, inch by agonizing inch. Trent had been drawn to her when he'd first met her because of her great tits and lips that were made to suck cock, and the feel of those lips pulling up and down his shaft soon had him craving more. He ordered, "Stand up, bitch." Gwen quickly obeyed, and stood on her toes for one passionate kiss. When Trent's toungue started exploring her mouth, his hand began exploring her cunt. He stroked and pulled, pinched and caressed, until Gwen's entire body was shaking. Then he abrubtly stopped, and told her that if they were going to break in the apartment, they were going to break in the entire apartment. She felt an intense pull in her pussy as she thought of how much pleasure that could entail. Trent dragged Gwen from room to room, fucking her mercilessly in every imaginable position and on every surface until she came in every one of them. Then he would grab her hair, bend her over, and make her suck his cock as he led her on to the next room. By the time they got to the last room, the kitchen, Gwen was soaked in sweat, and she couldn't remember a time she'd gotten so much pleasure out of moving into a new place. Trent began backing her up until she felt her ass hit the countertop behind her. He picked her up and sat her on the edge of it, then began making slow love to her, letting her last orgasm almost fade completely before she could start to build another. When she had calmed down and slowed into a steady rhythm with him, he increased his pace and adjusted his angle, so his cock was hitting her G-spot exactly, and his pelvic bone was stroking her clit with every thrust. It didn't take Gwen long to cum, and when she did, her entire body shook for over two minutes. Gwen, knowing this was the last room they had to "christen", started begging him, "Please, master, I want your cum.. Please, fill my tight pussy with your hot juice... let me feel it deep inside. Please master?" Trent shook his head no. "We still have one more place to break in, you little slut. We aren't done yet." Confused, Gwen looked into his eyes, questioningly, as he smiled and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her toward their back door that lead to an open patio outside the building. She gasped as she realized where he was headed, but was enjoying his huge hard cock too much to protest. As they reached the balcony, Trent threw open the door and set her down on the wooden deck. He backed her up against the railing, and her nipples tightened in the cool evening air. He then knelt on his knees and began kissing and licking her dripping cunt, as she felt herself building toward the most explosive climax of the night. However, she quickly froze with fear as she heard men's voices shouting, "Look at that!" "Oh, baby!" and "Damn!". She turned her head to see that the large majority of the construction workers across the street had stopped working and were focused on her. "Trent, baby. Stop. They're watching us." Trent ignored her protests, and started working faster on her still pulsing clit. "I mean it, they can see everything," she said firmly. Yet he still ignored her. She grabbed his dark thick hair and pulled his head back, giving him an angry look. He only smiled up at her and licked his lips. He had a look of mischeif in his eyes, and his cock was visibly pulsing he was so excited. "I want to show you off, baby. I want those men to watch and cheer while I take what's mine. I want you to prove in front of them what a good little slave you are." Trent grabbed her shoulders and spun her around. Then he took a handful of her thick auburn hair, and bent her over the railing so her tits were hanging free for the men across the street to stare at. As their catcalls increased, so did Gwen's embarassment. "Fuck her hard, man," one burly man yelled out. "Make those titties jiggle for us!" To Gwen's near humiliation, Trent thrusted hard and fast into her, pushing her up against the railing. The men cheered and yelled instructions to Trent, and he obeyed every one of them. To her own surprise, Gwen started enjoying the exhibition they were putting on, and felt herself relax and begin to build toward another explosive climax. The workers below definitely noticed. "That's it, baby! Moan louder so we can hear you. Now rub your tits and pussy for us. Yeah, baby!" They weren't the only ones who noticed Gwen's enjoyment. Trent started pulling her hair harder to give more power to his thrust, while telling her just how proud he was of his little slut, and how as soon as she could cum for him, he'd cum for her too. Gwen was on the edge of losing all control. She'd never felt anything like this before. Sex was always amazing with Trent, but the extra heat of the construction workers' eyes was making her feel like a porn star. With one final thrust, she came hard and fast, moaning and screaming obscenities, as the men across the street cheered. Trent as well was losing control, and he quickly spun her around and forced her to her knees as he came all over her face and hair, then finished his load on her firm tits. He then grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up so the workers could see her again. They cheered loudly when they saw the white juice covering her head and chest, and even more so when Trent used his finger to feed her some of it. He then made her take a bow for the men, put his arm around her waist, and led her inside. Her pussy was so sore she knew it would hurt to sit for a week, but the thought of what they'd just done had her getting horny all over again, and in disbelief, she realized how much she would love to do it again. She turned around to look at Trent, and started to tell him her feelings, but he put a finger to her full lips and said, "I know, baby. You've never cum so hard in your life. And the good news is, they'll be working all week." The New Apartment I had been working as at a local law firm in my home town for four years before I got the attention of the main office, it turned out one of the higher-ups had been searching for a new manager to promote, and I more than met the requirements; one month later I arrived in New York to take up my new position. I had lined up a possible apartment I could live in, the rent was cheap because there was supposedly a ghost haunting the place. The last few people to stay there had reported strange sounds and many sleepless nights, and all of the men who stayed had left after their wives, girlfriends and daughters had become isolated and unfriendly toward them. I didn't believe in ghosts, and the place was gorgeous, so I decided to move in that very day. After I had finished moving all of my furniture to the new place, I decided to have a closer look at the spare bedroom, as in all the hustle and bustle I hadn't got a chance to check out what the last tenant had apparently left behind. Inside were a few boxes of old winter clothing and a pile of moldy books, but most interesting was an old painting covered by a dirty sheet lying against the wall. I lifted the sheet to get a look then upon seeing it promptly held my breath in shock. The painting depicted an older woman lying back on a large bed with what looked like another woman underneath her flowing dress. I had been raised in a strict catholic upbringing and although I was no angel I had never seen art anything like this before. The work was signed with the name Jessica Balee, and I didn't recall the manager mentioning anyone by that name (not that he mentioned many other names either) so I was clueless to what this was doing here. Before I could spend too much time examining the painting my mobile phone began to vibrate, so I rushed back into the living room leaving the door ajar. "Hey Maria" said the voice on the phone "It's me, Paul" Paul was the boyfriend I had to leave back in town when I moved out. He didn't like the idea of a long distance relationship, but I couldn't pass up the position I was offered. "Hey Paul, glad to hear from you" "I miss you bad. So hows the new place?" inquired Paul "It's fine" I answered "The view is amazing, and I didn't even have to bring a sofa or bed, they were already provided" "That's nice" Paul then lowered his voice and said "so... what are you wearing?" "Sorry, I'm not in the mood right now, I'm pretty tired after the long trip" "I suppose that's cool, I guess I could let you sleep" he said, clearly disappointed "I'll try and call you again tomorrow after work" "Try? Paul!" "Sorry, I meant I definitely will. Hear from you tomorrow babe" I disconnected and threw the phone onto the nearby coffee table, a little annoyed by him calling me 'babe'. I decided to hope into the shower for a quick wash to help keep my mind at ease. After the shower the apartment was a little cold, so I slipped into my little black negligee and curled up beneath the thick covers of my bed for a well deserved rest. Just after midnight (according to my alarm clock) I found myself awake once more with no idea why. The room was even colder than when I dozed off, but my sheets and such should have negated that; however it appeared that the covers had slipped down to below my bust line, leaving the top half of me exposed to the elements. I groggily pulled them back up to my neck and was just drifting off once more when I felt the sheets begin to slide over my body towards the bottom of the bed. I far was too scared to move or make a sound so I just lay there while the covers collapsed off the end of the bed, leaving me shivering in my sheer sleep-ware. Then things got even stranger as my negligee slid up until it was bunched around my breasts. "What the fuck...?" I began when I felt what was obviously a soft pair of lips kissing my feet, scaring me but secretly turning me on just a little. I looked as hard as I could but there was clearly no-one there. As I lay wondering what was happening to me, the lips continued kissing, but slowly began to move up along my legs until they were working on the inside of my thighs. The kisses stopped momentarily, then my underwear moved down my legs until they were wrapped around my feet. At this point I was pretty turned on, as evidenced by my rock hard nipples (though the cold helped with that a little). I was about to reach over and tease one when the kisses started up again, and after a few seconds the unknown lips were on my pussy. My soft pink lips parted slightly as a tongue came out and started to massage me down below. "Oh... oh wow" I moaned out loud. The talented tongue worked on my pussy lips for a few wonderful minutes then, to my disappointment, the pleasure cut off. I was just considering begging for more when I felt hot breath directly on my clitoris, followed shortly by an intense suckling sensation there. In no time at all I was moaning and writhing around on my silk sheet while my nails dug into the top of the mattress. The pleasure was overwhelming me and after what felt like mere seconds I had the most powerful climax of my life. I used my willpower to keep myself awake as the pleasure slowly oozed away, but whomever had pleasured me was apparently done so I drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep. I awoke at eight the next morning to the annoying sound of my alarm clock going off. Normally I would have woken up at least an hour before that, but that morning I was feeling physically drained, just after the nights I stayed up until late having sex. I knew that wasn't what had happened because my boyfriend was several states away, but I still couldn't clearly remember what had happened last night. Unluckily for me I didn't have time to lay around and ponder this or I would be have been late to my first day at my new job, so I assumed It had just been a restless night and possibly a very erotic dream. I dragged myself out of bed and stripped off to hop into a nice warm shower for a quick wash. As I was soaping up my breasts I began to recollect some of the previous nights event (in particular the expert cunnilingus session) so I decided that it had obviously been a wonderful dream, and I wasn't particularly afraid. I was however very turned on. I spent a lot longer than usual working on my breasts, the nipples in particular, and by the time I got to my cute little belly button I was soaking wet in more ways than one. I admit freely that all thought of getting to work on time was abandoned the moment my fingers met my pussy lips, and I spend a good long time massaging myself and softly flicking at my clitoris. I must have had at least five shuddering orgasms while enjoying myself in the shower, and in retrospect it was pretty surprising that my neighbours weren't alarmed by all of my passionate screams. By the time I did get out of the shower my legs were shaking and my knees were weak, but I was so satisfied I didn't even particularly notice or care. I took the train rather than a taxi to get to my office, and although I was almost late due to my shower playtime, no-one noticed anything strange. As I was new to my fellow employees I had dressed conservatively, the top of my breasts were barely visible, but the bottom of the work dress reached almost to the floor. This didn't stop me from wearing a pair of sheer lace panties and a very alluring bra however, as I wanted to feel at least a little sexy. After a few minutes of introductions hours of mind-numbing busywork, just before lunch I received a notice from my secretary informing me that one of my underlings had arrived over an hour late this morning and that as her new boss I would have to make a show of disciplining this woman. I gave my secretary her orders and ten minutes after lunch had finished I received a second notice from my secretary, followed by a timid knock on my office door. "Come in and take a seat Miss Marley" I called out to my unlucky visitor. The door opened and a cute redheaded girl no older that nineteen entered with her eyes firmly on the floor. She was wearing a tight red dress with a hemline just barely keeping her panties from view, and the top so low cut that the edge of her areolae were just barely showing. As per my request she took a seat just in front of my desk, while I myself stayed seated firmly in my own. "Do you know why you are here?" I asked her softly. The young girl, silently nodded, so I continued. "I'm new here, Kairi, but I've been informed that up until today you have been a model employee..." She was listening, but I noticed that her legs were crossed tightly and were vibrating slightly, she also seemed to be having trouble controlling her breathing. I automatically assumed that she was very nervous to be in this position, and this made me feel terrible having to hound her any further. I decided I wouldn't be able to face her in this condition, so I rose from my desk and walked over to look out of the window while I continued. "I don't want you to be too worried. So I won't embellish on the official word..." I could hear her now, and it sounded like she was either whimpering or moaning quietly, and I wouldn't take much of that. I quickly opened my mouth to speak again, when I felt a sudden downward tug on my panties. Surprised, I stole a glance over my shoulder, but little Kairi was still in her chair, now looking very uncomfortable indeed, so I dismissed it as my imagination. "Company policy states..." I began, when all of a sudden my underwear was savagely pulled all the way to the floor. I was so shocked that I froze for a full second, then continued standing there while I decided what I would have do. Luckily my legs and feet were still hidden by the desk, so in one swift movement I stepped away from my panties and sat back down. I understood that things could probably only get worse with Kairi around, so I needed to get her out of there, and quick! "You have a good record" I blurted out while frantically brushing a loose hair from the front of my face "so I think I can overlook this one mistake" Now I felt something warm, soft and wet lathering my pussy lips; I knew I wouldn't be able to take much of this without making some unfortunate sounds. "Th-that's it" I stuttered "You can g-go now miss Marley" She was in such a hurry to leave the room that she didn't stop to thank me for my lenience, but by then I was receiving an amazing tongue lashing from the unseen mouth, so I didn't even notice. As soon as the office door closed, I let out a long low moan and slid back in my chair, blissfully ignorant to the rest of the world. The tongue was everywhere at once, especially in the case of my clitoris, and in response I unbuttoned my top and began pinching and playing with my nipples to enhance the experience. I didn't at all understand what was happening to me, all I could feel was my fiery pussy and the pleasure now radiating from it. Soon I was quivering wildly in my chair, my legs spread as far apart as the desk would allow; I knew I couldn't last much longer. The end came sooner than expected when the talented tongue suddenly focused directly on my love button and almost doubled the speed it was moving. I only just covered my mouth in time to hold back a scream as I climaxed. As I sat there, panting madly and absolutely soaked in sweat I took a quick glance at the clock on my laptop, and realised with a shock that I had been receiving cunnilingus for almost an hour. As I stood to retrieve my lost panties I also noticed a small wet patch on the chair that Kairi had occupied, and wondered to myself what the hell was happening around me. I worked as late as I could that day, secretly hoping that whatever happened to me would repeat itself, but nothing unusual happened between the erotic incident and the arrival of the night cleaners. The orgasm had been amazing, but I was left wanting, and while on the train home I kept playing with my nipples anytime I thought I was unnoticed. I burst through the front door to the apartment with half a mind to head straight to my bedroom and get myself off all night long, but on my way I remembered the painting in the spare room and the story the landlord had told me, and I knew that I had to look again. The painting was in exactly the same condition I had left it in, but I was now a lot more interested by its content. I could clearly make out the erect nipples on the older woman pushing at the fabric of her dress and the beads of sweat pouring down her pretty face. Although I couldn't make out much much of the younger woman hiding beneath the flowing skirt, I had the intense feeling that she was important to me somehow. The feeling coming from my pussy was becoming overwhelming however, so I turned away from the erotic painting and toward the door, but what I encountered removed all thought of leaving from my mind. In the doorway stood a breathtakingly beautiful blond-haired woman wearing a classic Victorian dress, but there were a few irregularities. First of all her breasts were practically falling out of her extremely low cut top, and secondly I could clearly see through her translucent body. "Hello Maria" the ghostly woman softly said to me "I've been waiting for you to meet me. My name is Jessica, and this is my apartment" "Oh god" I moaned "Don't be afraid" she continued "as you may or may not have realised, I don't torment women. Only men" I knew I wasn't attracted to women, especially female ghosts, but I was completely soaking my panties while looking at this amazing beauty. I just managed to hold back a moan of desire. "With men, I only provide scares and other even worse surprises" the ghost cooed "but whenever I encounter a sexy woman, I have no choice but to give her the greatest pleasure I possibly can. "The last time I really enjoyed a woman was just over ten years ago. A young man and his blushing bride moved into this very apartment, and I knew right away what I had to do to her. To the young man I remained and invisible yet slightly unnerving presence, but to his attractive young wife... I was with her during her every waking moment, and sometimes while she slept, and I used my mouth constantly to please her whenever and wherever I wanted. "Now, I've decided I'm going to do the same to you" "No!" I called back "I'm not a lesbian, this can't be happening, you have to leave me alone!" "I don't think so Maria. You've entered my personal space, and now you are mine" Without a sound the sexy spirit glided forward and knelt just in front of me. I told myself that I wanted to resist, but my body betrayed me and I stood as still as I possibly could, daring not even to breath loudly. The front of my long dress suddenly lifted into the air until my legs were completely visible to the ghost. Without any movement from either of us, my soaked lacy panties slid down my legs and bunched up uselessly around my feet, and just like that my privacy was completely exposed to the haunting vixen kneeling in front of me. She shifted until I felt her breath on my womanhood, then asked seductively "Well, what will it be?" "Don't do it... please..." I managed to whimper in response. "Sorry Maria" Her little red tongue slowly, ever so slowly, slip out off her mouth until it was in contact with my pussy, then moved up and down along my slit while my breathing quickened and my heart raced. "Oh god... stop" The floating lower half of my dress hid the nimble spirit from view, but I could feel every soft movement of her tongue, and when her hands applied pressure to my thighs I reluctantly spread my legs apart to allow Jessica even greater access. After what felt like hours of her caressing my lower lips she began to use her tongue to flick my clitoris methodically, moving back and forth over it more times than I could count. I was moaning like a whore, and I decided to go ahead and unbutton the top of my dress to remove my bra, but before I could begin to play with my breasts, what felt like two more tongues began working my nipples. That was just too much for me in my fragile condition and I came on the spot, splashing Jessica's face with my cum (or maybe not considering what she was). She didn't slow down even for a second; soon my orgasms were coming in waves, until I felt like I was having one continuous orgasm, and finally I passed out on the spot. As my body hit the floor I heard Jessica whisper in my ear "I'll see you again tomorrow, Maria" I woke up just after one in the morning, nude and in bed with my dress and underwear balled up on the floor next to the bed. I was feeling very refreshed considering the circumstances, and quickly came up with a plan. I figured that since Jessica had said she would see me the today, I might be able to get up extra early and spend some time alone, hopefully without any unexpected adventures. It was obviously still very dark in the apartment and pretty damn quiet, so I left the lights off while I slipped into a figure hugging yellow sundress and grabbed my keys. When I got down to street level there was almost no-one around and very little traffic on the street, so I decided to walk rather than find a cab. After a few blocks I came across a small cinema that looked like it wouldn't get many customers at this time of night, and I decided on the spot to see a movie by myself. I didn't pay too much attention to the title of the film. Inside the lights was still up, so I took my time finding a clean seat in one of the rows near the back and sat down to inspect my newly purchased ticket. According to my ticket stub the film was titled 'The love of a woman'. Kind of appropriate, I thought to myself with a little giggle. At that very moment the lights dimmed down and the pre-film advertisements began, so I let my head loll back on the seat and closed my eyes while I waited for the main feature to begin. When the opening title music began I opened my eyes, and that's when I noticed the young woman sitting about four spaces to my right. She was a stunning redhead, probably just over twenty years old, wearing a red tube top and a short black skirt. She noticed me looking at her and flashed a quick grin in my direction, so I snapped my head back towards the screen and tried to pay attention. From what I could gather the film was about a happily married couple with their children moving into a new house. The husband was away on business a lot so they hired a hot young maid to help keep the house operating smoothly. In short order the maid had seduced the wife and a steamy sex scene soon began began between the two. The maid was in the middle of a very enthusiastic breast licking when I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the woman seated nearby was writhing in her seat. I tilted my head just enough to get a good look at what was happening and was simultaneously aroused and frightened by what I saw. Her legs were spread wide, with her feet were resting on either side of the seat directly in front of her, and her skirt was hiked up just enough to allow access to her cute little pussy, but strangely her hands were firmly gripping the armrests on either side of her seat while her nails dug into the soft covers. I could clearly see her nipples through her tight little top, and in the dim light they appeared to be moving around slowly. Suddenly I remembered what had happened to young Kairi Marley in my office earlier and I realised that Jessica was here in the cinema with me, and a lot more powerful than I gave her credit for. The woman started gyrating her hips and moaning quietly, and I assumed that she must be getting pretty close to climaxing so I kept my eyes firmly planted on her soaking wet pussy. Like her nipples, her pussy lips were shifting into different positions and her clitoris was vibrating. The New Apartment I slowly lifted up the hem of my dress until I could fit get my hand underneath, then pulled my panties to one side and started playing with my own clitoris. The moaning was getting louder, getting me even more turned on, so lifted my backside and slid off my panties then used my free hand to start massaging my breasts one after the other to help my pleasure reach greater heights. In no time at all other woman was running her hands through her hair and letting out cute little yelps, so I increased my speed. After a minute of this she let out a low guttural scream as she climaxed, driving me to my own orgasm. The two of us relaxed into our seats almost simultaneously and I noticed that the on-screen sex was still going on loudly, so obviously no-one would have heard all of the commotion. After another fifteen minutes I noticed that the other woman was standing while she adjusted her clothing so that nothing was showing once again. I quickly rose, walked over to her and surprised her with a passionate kiss. She resisted a little, but gave in after my tongue started exploring her hot little mouth. "Wow!" she said after the kiss ended "was that... was it you all along?" "Sort of" I replied in a sultry voice. She reached into her purse and retrieved a small white business card, then opened my palm and placed it on top. "If you ever want to do that again, just call my office on that number and ask for Samantha" she said, smiling "I'll be waiting" As she walked off I noticed that her lacy black panties were still slung over a nearby seat, but rather than call out to her I grabbed them and slipped them into own handbag, grinning to myself. Maybe, just maybe, I was beginning to change...