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A Ghostly Encounter

By: sexygirl76



"100 years ago, Andrew and Patricia Wallace lived up at the old Wallace house up on the hill. This was all farm country back then and there were outlaws and Indians. Anyway, one stormy night an outlaw broke into the house. He raped Patricia before Andrew's eyes. He did this every night for a week before Patricia turned the rape into hot sex. She smiled at her husband as the outlaw fucked her pussy. When Andrew saw red the outlaw shot him, then him and Patricia left the county." 19 year old Sylvia Monroe stopped talking to take a drink of her soda. Her audience entranced by the story they had all heard many times.

19 year old Claudia Wallace, a descendent of the supposed black scarlet, curled closer in her boyfriend Frank's arms as they listened to the old legend. Her butt wiggled over his lap, causing his cock to harden while his hands moved up under her shirt playing with her ample tits. Sylvia and Claudia had rented this two bedroom house not far from the old abandoned Wallace house. 

They were having a housewarming party with some of their friends, while a storm raged on outside the window. "Let's go to bed honey." Claudia whispered in Frank's ear. I am so horny." She wiggled her butt against his cock again.

He smiled at her. "In a minute, I want to hear the rest." He focused his attention on Sylvia. Claudia just sighed, leaning back against him as Sylvia finished the old legend.

"Legend says that on a stormy night like tonight, Andrew's ghost will lure unsuspecting women up to the house." At the leer in her boyfriends eyes, she decided to put an add note to the story. "Of course all the girls are over 18; he's a ghost not a pervert." Mitch just smirked and took a drink of his beer. 

"Anyway," Sylvia said picking up the thread of her story. "He lures these women to the house. Makes them feel safe and secure then while they sleep, he brings their bodies to life. He teases their tits and pussies until they are ready to scream with need. But he never lets them cum. Even near dawn when he fucks them, they beg to cum before he pushes them over the edge." 

Sylvia took another drink of her soda. "As we watches them leave from the window, he smiles. See to him it is his revenge against his bitch wife and the man who took her from him."

Sylvia smiled at her entranced audience. Everyone in the room had heard the legend numerous times but no one ever got tired of hearing it. 

"I wonder if they actually see him." Jessica an 18 year old friend of theirs asked.

Sylvia shook her mane of red hair. "No one knows. Some say they can see his outline as he fills them with his ghostly cock. Others say that they don't see anything just feel hands and a mouth touching them."

Sylvia and Claudia could almost be twins. They were both 5' and petite. Sylvia had long red hair while Claudia's was a dark brown. They also both had blue eyes that changed with their mood. They had known each other all their lives, as they had been next door neighbors. 

Ever since Sylvia found out that her great, great, great, great, grandparents were in fact Patricia Wallace and the outlaw she had been teasing Claudia about spending a stormy night in the old house. She smiled at her friend as she tried once more. "You know Claudia, it's storming out there. You could always..."

Claudia lifted her head from Frank's chest as she glared at Sylvia. "Oh give me a break Syl. It is just a legend there isn't a bit of truth to it. "

"How do you know?" Sylvia asked with a grin. I mean according to your grandparents."

Claudia sighed. "Grandpa told us that old tale to freak us out. That's it. As far as I know my ancestors were farmer's period." 

She turned her face from the group and ran her hands under Frank's shirt as she kissed him hard. "Let's go to bed honey, my pussy needs a good fucking."

Now that the story was over, Frank was more then willing to oblige. "I'm always willing to help a lady in distress." He said as he stood up picking a squealing Claudia up in his arms. He said a quick goodnight to the group then carried her to her room. 

Once they were in the room, he kicked the door shut then carried her over to the queen sized bed; he laid her down covering her body with his as he locked his mouth on hers.

Claudia moaned against his mouth as she pressed her body tightly against his. She pulled his body against her letting him feel how hot she was for him. She loved having Frank as her lover. They had been lovers for over a year when he took her cherry the night of her 18th birthday. 

Frank wasn't very big, only 7 inches hard but he knew how to drive her body crazy. 

She let him lift her nightshirt over her head then closed her eyes moaning as he locked his mouth on her nipple. His tongue moved lovingly over it as he sucked with his lips. "Yes baby. Love me." She moaned.

Frank sucked at her breast as he moved his hand down over her naked stomach until he came to the treasure between her legs. She opened her legs to his probing hand as he slid his hand down until he was running his finger teasingly over her clit.

"Frank...baby...don't tease me, I'm so hot." She moaned pressing against his hand as she worked at his jeans. When she had them open, she reached inside gripping his cock. She ran her hand slowly up and down over it, hearing his moans.

Frank's mouth was still busy at her breast while his hand had moved lower until he slid a couple of fingers into her sopping slit. "Oh yes." She cried as he slowly finger fucked her. "Feels so good." She lifted her hips against him while pushing his pants down over his hips to free his hard cock and balls to her hands. She wrapped her hands around him, stroking lightly.

Frank moved to the other breast with his mouth as he continued to slowly bring her body to life. He was moaning like crazy as she ran her hands over his hard cock. 

Claudia was panting and mewling noises were coming from her lips. "I need you inside me baby." She begged as she pulled at him trying to pull his body onto hers.

Frank pulled away long enough to quickly strip out of his own clothes, then lowered his body over hers until he was poised at her entrance. He looked down into her passion glazed eyes as he slid smoothly into her. He moaned as he felt her accept him into her body. "Oh I love your pussy sweetheart." He groaned as he moved slowly inside her.

"Mmmmm...Fuck me..." She cried lifting her legs to wrap around his waist as he thrust into her. "I love your cock baby. I love feeling it pounding my hot little pussy."

Frank growled but kept his strokes slow and easy. He loved when she teased him, trying to get him to fuck her hard and fast. "Uh uh sweetheart. We've got all night; your parents can't listen to us. I ain't rushing this."

She put a pout on her lips as she pressed her body against him. "But I'm so horny baby."

Frank dipped his head to hers, kissing her softly. "I know, I can feel it, but like I said, we've got all night."

Frank fucked her with long, slow strokes that were driving her body into overdrive. She was clawing at him while she thrust her pussy wildly against his slow movements. "Frank, baby...I need to cum...Fuck me." She cried.

Frank looked into her passion crazed face. He wanted to make this last but the way she was clawing at his body and her pussy was riding itself over his cock was pushing him closer to orgasm. He finally let out a growl as he lay completely on top of her. 

His arms wrapped around her body, his lips locked with hers as he pumped his hips hard and fast. His cock sliced into her. 

"Yes...Oh Yes..." She screamed humping aggressively against him as her orgasm rose at a fast pace. "Fuck me." 

She wrapped her arms around him, and then shifted her body until she was able to push him over onto his back. She knew Frank hated it when she rode him because he wasn't in control but she was so hot she didn't care.

She pressed her hands into his chest as she slammed her pussy hard and fast over his cock. "Fuck me..." She cried tightening her muscles against him.

Frank was laying beneath her, breathing hard as she rode him for all she was worth. He was praying she came soon because the way she was milking his cock with her body he knew he would be shooting and soon. He reached between her bouncing bodies until he was able to reach her clit. It was hard and throbbing out of its hood.

He dug his nail into her clit as she bounced forcefully on his cock. She suddenly opened her eyes wide, looking down at him as she convulsed in orgasm. "I'm cummminnnnnggg..." She screamed locking her legs on his hips.

He kept his finger dug into her clit as she came hard around him, then he pushed her onto her back again while he pummeled her hard and fast looking for his own release. Claudia let him pound her pussy as she thrust against him. "Cum baby, cum for momma," She murmured as she egged him on.

Frank suddenly cried out as he started shooting deep into her depths. "I'm cumming." He cried filling her with his seed.

Claudia sent a silent scream out of her mouth as her body convulsed once again around him as she felt his cum splash into her. She dug her nails into his back as she clung to him. Finally they collapsed against each other, the mattress dipping beneath their weight.

When Frank got his breath back, he kissed her softly. "I love you baby."

She smiled up into his eyes. "I love you to."

He rolled off of her onto his side. Then pulled her into him until they were spooning, with her back against his chest. His soft cock pressed between her ass-cheeks. He loved this part of her best, when they would just lay and hold each other and talk. They could hear the bedsprings squeaking as Sylvia and Mitch had sex in the next room. Frank just shook his head as he heard Sylvia squeal and Mitch howl.

Claudia feeling Frank shake his head, ran her hand over his arm. "Why don't you like Mitch honey? He is good for her."

Frank stiffened against her. He didn't like talking about Mitch. The man was an ex-con that Sylvia had met through her brother. True he had only done bank robbery but the point was that Frank was afraid he was going to hurt Sylvia in more ways then one.

He felt Claudia running her hand over his arm. He decided to ignore her question with one of his own. "Why do you let Sylvia needle you about that house?"

This time it was Claudia who stiffened. "I don't let it bother me."

Frank turned her face till she was looking at him. He knew she was lying. "Yes it does and you know it. Every time she tells that legend it drives you up the wall."

Claudia pulled her face away looking towards the partially open window as the rain fell against it. "I just think it is all a bunch of junk. It's a legend. It isn't true." She took his hand which had been resting on her stomach and moved it up to her breast.

Frank squeezed her breast as he kissed her neck. He could feel himself hardening against her. "So prove her wrong baby." 

He pushed her onto her stomach, sliding easily into her depths. "Spend tomorrow night up there. The weatherman says the storm is supposed to last all week." He moved slowly inside her while he talked. "Spend the night up there and when nothing happens you can laugh in all our faces."

Claudia thought about it while she pushed her body against him. "What if the legend is true? Will you still love me if I get fucked by a ghost?"

Frank moaned as he started thrusting harder inside her. "Honey, I will love you if you get fucked by 100 ghosts. You're my girl and that will never change."

Frank spent the rest of the night between her spread legs showing her with his mouth, hands, and cock just how much he did love her.

Chapter 2

The next night as the storm raged with no end in sight, Claudia stood outside the door of the old Wallace house. It was just as it had been back in the 1800's. 

A small log cabin. She had always thought it was something out of that show 'Little house on the prairie.' There was a small kitchen, a bedroom off the living room/dining room and a loft. There was an outhouse behind the house. The historical society didn't want to change the house so it stayed the way it was. When something broke, it was fixed but not modernized. Which Claudia knew meant no electricity.

Claudia sighed as she unlocked the door then put down her umbrella before stepping into the darkness. She lit a candle she had brought with her to find the lantern that always sat on the table.

While Claudia had stood there looking at the house, the ghost of Andrew Wallace watched her. There was a hungry look in his blue eyes. He hadn't had many visitors over the years since the legend started circulating. He felt his ghostly cock rise in his pants. As she walked into the house though, something about her struck him as familiar. He couldn't see her very well on the porch with the driving rain but when she lit the lantern, tossing her long brown hair over her shoulder, he gasped. She was the spitting image of his bitch wife.

Andrew had no concept of time. As far as he knew, that bitch and her lover had left yesterday. He knew that time had gone by however by the people talking as they went by the house. He was shocked when he found out that over 100 years had passed. His wife and her outlaw lover were probably up in heaven somewhere laughing at him while he was stuck here in this hell.

Even after all this time, Andrew didn't understand why he didn't move on when he died. Why he was bound to this house. This property. He could leave the house, go out to the outhouse or to the edge of the property line but he couldn't leave the property.  

He had had fun over the years, scaring away potential buyers. People who wanted to tear down the cabin he had built with his own hands to put up condos or a mall. Whatever that was. But no, he wouldn't let them, he may be dead but this was still his home. 

Andrew looked exactly the way he did the day he died. 6' with a medium build. His sandy brown hair brushed over his forehead and sometimes into his amber eyes. Patricia told him once that it was his eyes that first attracted her to him. The only difference from between when he was alive and now, was there was a small hole in his chest where the bullet had pierced his heart. The heartless bastard had killed him then went on fucking Patricia like nothing had happened.

Andrew shook his head of the memories as he watched her image walk through the house. He watched her look at the bed. The bed he had made love to Patricia in so many nights. Her legs wrapped tightly around him as he filled her with his heat. 

His cock throbbed in his pants as he watched the young woman move into the kitchen. He pegged her at about 19 or 20. Old enough to have learned the joys of sex but young enough that her body hadn't started to sag yet.

As he watched the woman set the lantern down on the nightstand, look around then shrug as she began to undress he smiled a ghostly smile. Oh yes, he now knew why he had been trapped here all these years. 

This was his second chance to get revenge on that bitch that took his life from him. He would pay her back with her descendant. He would have the girl so hot that she would be begging him to make her cum. She would beg harder and longer then any of the others. He would have her as his slave. 

He smiled as she moved naked onto the bed. A night he had been waiting for over 100 years had finally arrived and he was going to enjoy every minute of it.

Claudia rested her naked butt against the clean sheets. She knew that someone at the historical society came in once a month to clean up the place for people who wanted to see an authentic 19th century home. 

She blew out the lantern then laid there looking at the ceiling in the darkness, she wondered how many times this supposed husband of hers had fucked her ancestor in this very bed. She lay there listening to the silence of the house as the storm raged outside before she sighed. "Well at least I can tell them that nothing happened." She said turning over onto her side and closing her eyes.

Andrew had spent the last two hours watching her sleep. He watched as she moved her body trying to get comfortable in the soft bed. 

He had always hated that bed, it was too soft for him but Patricia loved it so they had kept it. Now the girl before him was lying on her back, her legs open. He thought she might be dreaming about sex because she was moaning in her sleep and her pussy was glistening with juices.

Andrew had been in a constant state of arousal since the woman walked into the house. Seeing her spread out now, made his cock harder then it had ever been in life. He slid his ghostly pants down over his body until they fell silently to the floor. His 10 inch cock stood up against his stomach as he floated over the sleeping woman. 

He floated down until he was a hairsbreadth above her sleeping body. He looked over her wondering where to begin when his mouth watered as her breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths. Andrew had always been a boob man and this morsel had breasts like her ancestors. He moved down over her until his lips touched her breast.

He ran his ghostly tongue over her flesh and heard her moan. He lifted his eyes to hers, she was still dreaming. He continued to lick at her breast as his hand moved down between her spread legs. His ghostly finger touched her clit making her body jump as another moan left her lips. "She is a hot one." He thought as he moved his mouth to her nipple, sucking gently on it. 

"Oh Frank." Claudia moaned in her sleep. She snuggled further down in the bed then softly snored again.

As Andrew continued to slowly bring her body to life with his mouth on her nipple and his finger brushing lightly over her clit, he wondered who Frank was. 

Then he decided it didn't matter, tonight she was his. He moved his mouth to her other ample breast as he moved his ghostly hand down to her slit. He teased the bump at the top hearing her panting breaths then let a finger slide inside her. 

"Oooohhhh..." Claudia moaned feeling a mouth on her breast and a finger sliding slowly in and out of her pussy. "Frank baby. Yes." She moved her hand to cup his head against her breast but all she felt was air. She opened her eyes wide with shock. It felt like there was a mouth sucking at her nipple but there was no one there.

She lowered her eyes down her naked body, watching her hips pressing up against an invisible hand fingering her pussy. 

The invisible finger was moving hard and fast inside her while the feeling of a mouth on her breast increased the pressure. "Oh god. What's happening to me?" She cried even as she felt her orgasm rapidly building.

She cried out as her pussy humped at the fingers in her pussy. She reached her hand down to her pussy. She even slid a finger inside herself. There was nothing there, yet something was fingerfucking her pussy into a frenzy. 

"Oh god...No...the stories aren't true." She whimpered as her body hummed with need. She felt a mouth move down over her naked stomach until what felt like lips enclosed her hard clit. "Nooooooooo..." She screamed as the mouth sucked hard at her while her hips continued to hump wildly at the air. "It's not possible." She cried.

Andrew lifted his eyes from her pussy as he watched her thrashing on the bed. He knew she was close to cumming but he wasn't going to let her. His ghostly hand was flying and out of her hole as she cried in pleasure and confusion. He had felt her hand go through his when she pushed a finger into herself but he had ignored it just like he had ignored the others. His lips held her clit tightly as he battered her clit with his ghostly tongue.

"This...isn't...happening." She panted trying to convince herself even as her body flew towards release. "I don't believe in ghosts. Oh god, I'm gonna cum."


A Ghostly Encounter



I'm a ghost hunter and have been on many ghost hunts. The old hospital described in the story had events as described in an old hospital a few miles from where I live. The evidence described is real.

*****

Emily Haughton got a call from Justin Regis who she went to school with. Both Justin and Emily were seniors in John Tyler High School in Tyler, Texas. Tyler was the home of the University of Texas -Tyler Campus and huge shot in the arm for the local economy. Justin was a bit of a geek, but Emily liked him anyway, after all they were cousins. Justin was the son of Aunt Julia who was her dad's sister the middle kid out of three. 

After Emily answered her cell phone, her cousin excitedly said, "Hey Em! How would you like to go on a ghost hunt?"

Emily was stunned by the request. She had done a lot of crazy things while in high school, but ghost hunting wasn't one of them. She wasn't even sure she believed in ghosts. But the idea of it was downright intriguing. She asked her cousin, "Who ya'll goin' with?"

Justin said, almost smugly, "I belong to a small ghost investigation group and we're looking for new people to train as investigators and I immediately thought of you. We have one other girl, Melody Tanner who goes to the University. There are three other guys, Nick Hodgkiss, Aaron Good, and Parker Jones. Arron and Parker are at the 'U' too, Nick you might know from High School."

Emily asked, "Where are you planning to investigate."

Her cousin answered, "There's an old hospital on the north end of town they closed about 10 years ago. We just got permission to investigate there. Supposedly, it's all sorts of haunted."

Emily grinned into the speaker of her phone, "Gosh, um, sure Justin, it sounds like fun!"

Justin chuckled, "Great, I think you're going to enjoy it! I know I was thrilled to death during my first hunt, although I have to admit I was scared to death too. But, you start to realize nothing's going to hurt you and whatever ghosts are, there are a lot of them. You wouldn't believe how many places are at least mildly haunted."

Emily asked, "When?"

He replied, "Friday night at 9:00pm, just before dark. We need a little time to do baseline readings and set up our static equipment. I'll pick you up at your house at 8:30, so be ready. You might want to bring a light jacket or sweater."

Emily curious asked why, "A jacket, its April in Texas, Justin, why would I want a jacket?"

Justin gave her an answer like she should have known, "Cold spots, of course, they can get downright frigid. They don't usually last long, but when they do, it gets, um, cold."

Emily rolled her eyes, she thought, 'Gosh, what a dork!' Then she parroted back, "Okay, Friday at 8:30, bring a light jacket, got it."

Justin all but giggled into the phone, "GREAT! See you then Em."

Emily pocketed her phone after the call and started to wonder what it was going to be like. She wondered how Justin hooked up with a group of college kids too. Obviously it was through one of his 'geek' connections. Justin was a whiz with computers, so she fingered the other's had him join them because of his tech skills.

After Three more days and the auburn haired blue eyed girl was sitting on her front steps outside her house waiting for Justin to pick her up. She would have been lying if she said she wasn't excited. If all this ghost business was actually true, this was going to be a real adventure.

At 8:35, Justin rolled up in front of her house in his 2002 Dodge Van. It was an old utility vehicle that he picked up on the cheap. She walked over and climbed in the passenger seat and promptly declared, "Justin, you're late."

He blushed and said, "Sorry, I couldn't find the case with my full spectrum digital video recorder in it. It would be a sorry ass investigation without it." He put the van in gear and they headed east into town and once down town, they turned north. Soon they came to a creepy old two story building that used to be a community hospital. 

Since Tyler put in the big Medical Center in down town, the old community hospital just withered and died. Aaron Good, the team leader got out a key that the building caretaker had given him and the team headed for the door. Before entering, Aaron offered a quick little prayer for protection. Then he told Emily that before going home, they needed to tell the 'spooks' that they had to stay at the location, and they were not to follow anyone home. All of the investigator's had a ghost follow them home at one time or another, they were a pain in the ass to get rid of once it happened. 

With the prayer said, the group of 6 investigators went in to building to check it out and to take baseline readings. Justin, the tech guy just as Emily had guessed, told her what they were doing during the whole walk around. They had out K-2 meters and more sophisticated Electro Magnetic Field meters that gave actual readouts. They also had a temperature gauges. 

Finally, Melody, a frumpy slightly overweight dark haired young woman had a digital audio recorder. She told Emily it was used to capture what was called EVPs, or Electronic Voice Phenomenon, voices that appeared on the recording that weren't caused from normal voices or noises. Every time an ordinary noise happened, like Emily whispered something to Justin, Melody would 'mark' it. In the case of the whisper she announced, "Whispering", then she proceed to tell Emily in an annoyed voice, "We don't whisper. If you need to say anything, say it out loud. We don't want to confuse you're whispering with a real EVP, okay?" Emily nodded that she understood. 

Then Melody, sounding friendlier added, "We carry a digital recorder with us on our walk arounds because the spooks tend to like to follow us when we first get to a location. They are interested in seeing what we're doing and who we are. Think of a person who is stuck in a place all alone most of the time, and then they get unannounced visitors. It's the same context. Some of the best EVPs we've gotten were from walk arounds.

Emily was amazed with all the gadgetry and instruments. She learned that in the initial tour that they were looking for natural EMF sources so they wouldn't be confused with paranormal events later. Justin explained that if it is a ghost was causing an EMF spike, they usually would come and go, a natural source of EMF would be steady and could be from electric lines, fans, fuse boxes, electric motors, florescent light ballasts, and dozen's of other sources. During the walk around they marked them all.

All of a sudden, Emily felt like something walked right into her, but instead of bumping up against her it felt like it went right through her, she was so startled she let out a little squeak of a scream. Then she felt her heart racing and was saying over and over again, "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit..." 

The team stopped in their tracks and asked her what was wrong. She explained to them what happened and thankfully they all believed her. Parker, the class clown of the group chuckled and told her, "Well, Emily, you just had a close encounter of the third kind."

Aaron laughed, "Wasn't that a movie about aliens?"

Nick, the other high school boy added, "Well, I think spooks are kind of alien, don't you?"

Aaron, seeing that Emily was freaked said, "That was probably a spook moving through the hall. It appears that you might be a sensitive, someone that can feel them better than most. They normally have to use a lot of energy for just a regular person to feel them. Since with you were in the middle of the pack, it had to have gone through several of us to get to you. None of us felt it." Then he smiled gently and said, "Well, if you don't end up totally creeped out from the investigation tonight, I thing after some training that you're going to be a great addition to the team." 

Emily was still a little shook up from her experience and more than a little glad she hadn't peed her pants, something she was capable of doing when she really scared or startled. The spook freaked her out, but it wasn't going to stop her from seeing what else might happen. All the equipment, all the spooky shit, all the excitement. This was turning out to be a really interesting evening.

The team quickly set up static night vision cameras all over the building. They had hundreds of yards of video and computer cables running everywhere. It took them about ½ an hour and the whole building seemed to be wired. They had what they called XCams in the so called hot spots, places where people had reported seeing or hearing things before. Essentially, the XCams were high definition security cameras that plugged into a central computer which recorded the video they captured.

It wasn't a half hour into the investigation, when Emily was wondering the halls with Justin, when all of a sudden there was a big black mass up in front of them in the shape of a tall man. She could definitely make it out in the darkness, it seemed to be twice as black as the ambient background light. It seemed to absorb the light like a black hole. 

Justin who happened to be filming with his full spectrum hand held digital record chose that second to turn in the direction of the shadow man. Before Emily could squeak out what she seeing, Justin gasped out, "Oh my goodness, did you see that Emily?"

Emily was trying really hard not to pee her pants right then, but wasn't succeeding. Fortunately, she had brought along a change of clothes, underwear and jeans. she said, "Uh, huh! A big black shadow dude, right?"

Justin grinned and said, "Shit hot! I think I got it on the camera! Let's roll it back and look." So the two of them rewound the camera and sure enough, just as the camera turned down the hall, a big black mass was there, and then darted through the wall to the left. Justin let out a whoop, "Gotcha, you big black son-of-a-bitch!"

Emily was still shaking, she had just saw a ghost, or something. She was freaked beyond scared, but yet she kept her composure. She asked, "How often does THAT happen, seeing something like that?"

Justin smiled and said, "Oh, maybe once every 7 or 8 investigations. Catching one on camera though, very rarely. This is ghost hunting gold right here. We saw it with our eyes and I caught it with the camera. It doesn't get much better than this." 

Emily had Justin take her to the restrooms. Once in the light he discovered what happened to his cousin, Emily's jean were all wet around her bottom. It went from her front triangle to a big wet spot over the lower half of her butt and down her thighs a bit. Justin pretended he didn't see it, the last thing he wanted to do was embarrass his cousin when they were trying to get her to join the team. 

Emily went into the girl's room and she thanked goodness the water was still on in the old building. She stripped off her wet jeans and her soaked panties and rinsed both of them in the sink. Once her panties were thoroughly rinsed out, she used them to wash her skin, removing any dried on urine. 

She was standing naked from the waist down, when Melody came in and saw Emily. She smiled, not unkindly, and said, "Don't worry about it Emily, I did that once on one of my first investigations. Do you have a change of clothes with you?" Emily nodded that she did. Melody said, "Smart, really smart, I wore my peed on pants for the rest of the evening and it stank to high heavens by the time we were done. I always bring a change of clothes with me now, just in case."

Emily slipped on her clean panties and jeans, and put her rinsed out ones in her backpack. The two young women headed back out to resume the hunt.

About an hour later, it was Aaron's turn to babysit Emily. By babysit, they meant to keep her from doing stupid things that may compromise the investigation, until they could teach her the ropes. Aaron didn't mind too much, he thought the tall auburn teen was really pretty. It was going to be nice to have a good looking girl on the team. He though Melody looked like she was rode hard and put to bed wet. Melody wasn't ugly by any means, she just didn't do anything to make herself look attractive. Emily on the other hand looked like a million dollars even in a tee-shirt and an old pair of stitched jeans. 

The college sophomore was constantly telling her how they used the various equipment, right then they were using a really expensive camera that was called a FLIR. Forward Looking Infra-Red. It detected heat and turned it into a visual image. He showed her that the main drawback to the camera was heat reflections. He showed her time after time where their reflection would be on windows or hard surfaces. 

Just when they were ready to go back to the command post, where the central computer and monitors were. It felt like someone poked Emily in the side. The girl squeaked loudly and jumped 3 feet to the left. She gasped out, "Oh shit! Something just poked me in the ribs and it was cold as hell!" Aaron swung the camera around immediately focusing on the girl. He was amazed and excited, right where Emily indicated was a big blue spot. Her normal image was a mix of red, bright yellow and white from her body heat, but the background was a montage of blues, purples and greens. A big blue spot on Emily's side was evidence that something cold indeed had touched her, corroborating her claim. 

Aaron chuckled and said, "Oh my gawd, Emily, it's like you're a fucking ghost magnet. Please say you'll join the team! Please?"

Emily still shaken said, "I don't know, this is all pretty freaky shit! How often do you all get touched like this?"

Aaron seeing how shook up Emily was pulled the girl into his arms and held her. Somehow he just knew she need a hug by a living person. He answered her as she was wrapped in the warmth and safely of his arms, "It happens, not very often, but it happens. Tugs, pokes, scratches, pushes, you name it. Usually it just a spook trying to get your attention. I wouldn't worry about it too much. They don't usually hurt you. That said, I do have to warn you that sometimes we get in with something malicious, but we know ahead of time to watch it then."

Emily, enjoying being held by the tall guy, asked, "So all this shit is real?" 

Aaron smiled down at the pretty high school girl and said, "Yes, of course. There are ghosts all over the place. They are everywhere really, people just tune them out. Their brain just dismisses the activity as background 'noise'. Once you've been trained, you will start noticing them in places you never would have expected."

Emily giggled and asked, "Is it too late to take the blue pill Morpheus?"

Aaron smiled and said, "I'm afraid so, neo. It seems that you're out of the Matrixx now, and that means there's no going back."

Emily grimaced, "I was afraid that you were going to say that."

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The next day they met on the University campus in Aaron's apartment to go over evidence. In addition to all the experiences Emily had, they caught 7 class 'A' EVPs saying anything from, "Help me Doctor!" to the sound of a heart monitor. Almost all of the evidence pointed to residual hauntings, hauntings that were nothing more than recordings playing back events of things that happened in the past, they would play over and over again a specific times, like anniversaries or when conditions were similar to those when the event actually happened. But there were two EVP's that indicated there was something intelligent. 

One EVP said, "Who are you!" The second one sent shivers up Emily's spine. It made the whole thing more real than any other experience she had during the investigation. It plain as day asked, "Can you hear me Emily?" Emily fell from her feet to be sitting on Aaron's bed hearing it, her legs refusing to hold her. She even peed in her pants just a little. She had a silver dollar wet spot in her jeans between her legs just over her urethra. She admitted to herself, "Ghosts are real!"

So with her personal experience backed up with evidence, another incident where Nick was pushed, and the VCR recording of the shadow person, the team declared the investigation a complete success. When the team broke up, Melody, who lived just down the hall invited Emily to come to her room. Once they were alone, Melody asked, "Would you like to borrow a pair of my panties, while you wash out your own?" The older girl noticed that Emily had peed. 

Emily took Melody up on the offer, she stripped off her jeans, and then her panties which took the brunt of the urine. Standing bottomless in the Bathroom Melody shared with three other girls, she rinsed out her panties. Melody gave her a plastic bag to put them in and found Emily a relatively new pair of her panties from her dresser that the younger girl could wear and keep. Fortunately, the two girls wore close to the same size. 

Cleaned up, at least on the underside, she put her jeans back on, Emily thanked Melody and left to find her cousin Justin so he could take her home. On the way home, Justin, her ever dorky cousin made a face and asked, "Do you smell urine?" Obvious the spot on her jeans was starting to stink.

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The next hunt was in a residential home. A couple were complaining that things would fall off the mantle of the fireplace and the light fixture would move on its own and there were all sorts of weird sounds at night. The team discovered the light fixture would move when the air conditioner would kick on. And if someone was walking on the floor on the back side of where the gas fireplace insert was, things on the mantle would jiggle. Finally, they determined that yes indeed the house was noisy, but they found natural explanations for just about everything. The couple that owned the house seemed almost let down that the house wasn't haunted. It seemed that having a ghost around was all the rage these days.

The hunt after that was around 50 miles away in the Jefferson Hotel in Jefferson, Texas. Jefferson had been spotlighted on several of the ghost shows on television as having a plethora of haunted locations. Jefferson Hotel was just one of many in the 'most haunted small city in Texas'. The team rented the two most haunted rooms in the hotel. Room 19 probably the most haunted, and another room on the second floor where it was purported to hear children playing in the night when there were no children in the building.

During the night, there wasn't much happening until Nick broke out the 'Spirit Box'. Nick explained to Emily that the machine scanned over FM frequencies at a rapid pace, forwards or backwards and was used by the spooks to form words or sentences in real time. It worked well, but sometimes when the ghosts heard their own voice, they would run away, scared. Emily though it was funnier than Robin Williams to have 'scared' ghosts.

During the spirit box session, they were asking all the usual questions. What is your name? Why are you here? Do you touch people? How long have you been here? Do you pull covers off of people? All reported activity in room 19. Then Emily squeaked out and jumped, she said she felt a hand on her shoulder. She sat hyperventilating when the spirit box chirped up for the first time that session and said, "I touched Emily". Emily freaked, here she was in another haunted location and another ghost using her name. Minutes later the box crackled again and said in the same voice, "Go away!" Obviously it didn't want the team there. Finally, there was one last voice, a child that called out plaintively, "Mama?"

Since some ghosts were drawn by fear, the team talked Emily into staying in room 19 with Melody. There was no way Emily was going to stay in the room by herself, not in a room where she already had been touched and a ghost talked about her by name. But she agreed to sleep their as long as Melody joined her in the large bed.




A Ghostly Encounter



Even with all her trepidation, the rest of the night was uneventful. The only evidence gathered on the trip was the touch and the confirming messages on the spirit box. The team always felt successful when they got solid evidence, even if it took all night to get it. So the visit was declared a success.

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Summer came, and Justin, Nick and Emily graduated from High School. This allowed the team to have a couple of investigations a week. Melody had gone home for the summer, but Parker and Aaron were locals, so the majority of the team was around to hunt ghosts. Some of the investigations were fruitful and some were not. Emily learned the equipment and learned how to quickly set up the XCams. Most importantly she learned how to control her fear. 

She learned how to determine if an incident was a false positive. She learned about a phenomenon call matrixing, where the brain liked to make faces out of random patterns. This caused them to throw out a lot of pictures in mirrors, window, or other places where there were a bunch of chaotic lines and shapes. What they looked for was smooth lines and well-formed features, usually not created by matrixing, even ones that looked stunning would be held with skepticism without corroboration evidence. Normal, in visual evidence they looked for something free standing that blocked out what was behind it, or something that looked solid, but you could see the background through it. 

She learned about pareidolia, the brain making up messages out of random noise. To demonstrate, Aaron put her in a room with a fan going and told her to listen for voices, in a matter of minutes she was hearing them. Parker who was there too explained that because of the phenomenon that multiple people had to listen to an EVP alone and come up with nearly the same interpretation of what it was saying before it was declared a valid EVP.

She learned all sorts of investigation techniques, including using mini mag lights to communicate with entities. They would set the twisting end that turned the light on and off, to just barely off. Supposedly when a ghost pushed on the end of the flashlight, it could turn it on to answer questions. In another investigation back at the deserted Hospital in north Tyler, they used the lights to good effect. 

They discovered a 15 year old girl who was in labor and delivery in the 1980s that died in childbirth. Both baby and mom died when the mother bled out from a torn placenta. At least that's what all the yes/no questions with the flashlights revealed over the course of an hour and a half. What made it all the more interesting, the recorder caught several EVPs that went right along with the session. Things like the team would say turn the light off and the spook would answer: "I can't", or another time with the same statement, the entity said "It's hard." Both in a young woman's voice. Later, when the team was tired and joking around, Nick asked, "Did you know that Darth Vader was Luke's father?" On the tape you hear an ethereal girl's voice giggle and then a second later say, "Joke." 

Then the team was talking about the movie 'Back to the Future', another 80s hit, Parker asked, "Are you aware that Michael J Fox may be joining you soon?" On the recording, again, the same ethereal voice giggled and said "Joke". 

Emily reported being touched several more times during the overnight, but there was no hard evidence supporting it during the visit. She seemed to be a lot more comfortable during hunts as time when by, and being touched was something she usually expected to happen by the middle of July. She truly was a ghost magnet.

Other evidence collected was catching shadow figures out of the corner of their eye weren't count by the team, they only counted it if a person saw something visual straight on. They also had K2 hits all through the night, where the meter would peg into the red and then just stop. Whatever was putting the device into the red, seemed to be following them around most of the night. 

The most spectacular EVP was in the 'conference room' where supposedly kid ghosts would hang out. They got several recordings where it sounded like kids giggling, another really great EVP when Parker was setting his recorder on the table telling the kids they could talk into the device. Over the top of his voice was a very loud small kid voice saying, "What? That's COOL!" The last thing that happened, was a flashlight, with its bell hanging over the edge of the table, rolled up ONTO the table, defying gravity. The team was happier than hell with the results they had gathered. They loved investigating the old hospital.

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Emily was feeling like a seasoned investigator by the time August rolled around. In the middle of the month the team got a call from a frantic woman who lived alone in a house she just bought and complained she was getting touched all the time. Touched sexually. She was at the end of her wits and didn't have money to sell her house which would have been at a loss, and need the team to come in and figure out what was going on.

During the interview phase the woman admitted to the team, that the touches usually came when she was naked. In the shower, taking a bath, sleeping (she slept in the nude), and when she would hang around the in the living room in her underwear. It was obvious to the team that the woman was distraught, not trying to pull the wool over their eyes. Since the team always launched an investigation with a bit of skepticism, it really didn't matter whether she was or not.

The woman went to stay over at her friend's house, giving the team the full run of the 3 bedroom home. So, Aaron, Parker, Nick, Justin and Emily started setting up for the investigation. Since the majority of activity was around the master bedroom. The team set up three XCams in a triangle with a complete view of every corner of the room. There was one pointing up towards the bed, and two on the far corners on the bed wall pointing back towards the bathroom.

The fourth cam went into the master bath with a view of the shower, bath and sink. The remaining 4 cameras from the 8 camera set were set up in the rest of the house, especially the living room, the other reported hot spot. The team had new devices called REM-PODs that were static EMF detectors that made an audible noise when the EMF around it rose to a certain level. The last piece of equipment they set up a motion detector across the floor at the end of the bed.

Since the ghost seemed to like to harass the single woman in the house, they decided that they were going to use Emily as a main trigger to get the ghost to reveal itself. They were going to have her hang out in the bedroom on the bed, and in the master bathroom. The team knew if they were going to get the ghost to come out and play, it would be Emily that got it to do it.

As the sun went down, the whole team felt that the house was just 'creepy'. It could be described as an oppressive heavy feeling. Normally a feeling they only got in truly haunted locations. 

Usually, with a residence like this, they only sent in a 2 people at a time into the house to cut down on contamination. But, because the focus of the entity was a woman, they pretty much had Emily inside all the time. 

By midnight, they got a few hits on the EMF devices and twice the motion detector was kicked off while Emily was laying on her back on the bed. But as far as personal experiences, there was nothing yet. They had a spirit box session, and got a couple utterances, one said, "Pretty." Another declared the ghost was "Horny." They all joked, "Imagine that an aroused ghost."

Since the haunting involved a single woman living alone, Emily was determined to get to the bottom of what was going on. 

Emily lived with her parents still, and would continue to during the upcoming school year while she attended the 'U'. She planned on majoring in Nursing, and had been accepted for fall enrollment into the program. She could just imagine what it was like for the poor homeowner, living alone in a haunted house.

Without any corroborating evidence to validate the woman's story. Emily decided to take it to the next level. According to the woman, it only happened when she was in her underwear or more often, completely naked. So Emily told the team, "I think I'm going to take my tee-shirt and jean's off. I don't want you idiots drooling all over the cameras if I do, okay. She had gotten to know the guys really well over the last half year, and felt pretty comfortable around them. Stripping down to her bra and panties wasn't much different than wearing her bikini, which was skimpier in her mind. They would probably get a thrill out of seeing her in her undies, but they would stay professional about it. She hoped.

Aaron and the team agreed with her, that she welcome to do more to draw out the entity, to seduce it into making a move. So Emily stood up in front of three XCams in the dark room, and pulled her tee-shirt over her head. Then she kicked off her tennis shoes, and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. She wiggled out of the denim garment and sat on the bed so she could pull them off her ankles. Now, with her just in her bra and bikini cut panties, she laid back on the bed again. 

Within minutes she gasped and sat up. She called out, "Nick, are you still out there?" Nick was in the hallway, just outside the door. He was filming around the room with an infrared video camera. Nick assured her he was. Emily reported, "Um, something just caressed my shoulder and arm. It felt just like fingers. Then she called out in the room to the team watching the XCams, "Aaron, bring the FLIR in and set it up. I think we're are starting to get some activity, and it feels about 10 degrees colder in here now."

Over the next 10 minutes, Aaron set up the FLIR in the corner of the room pointing at the bed. With her outer clothing off, he was amazed at how much brighter Emily's image was on the device, not to mention on how much more detailed her features were. He tried to stay professional, but Emily was a hot looking girl, and he couldn't help but study her form on the screen.

Once set up, Aaron withdrew to go back to the command post so he could observe what happened to Emily. Within minutes of him leaving, a REM-POD went off, and the motion detector kept going on and off. It was almost like something was pacing at the end of the bed. Emily could feel goose bumps all over her body, normally a sign of high EMF around her body, but in her case, she just figured it was from being half naked in front of 4 guys. 

Whatever was in the room with her was staying back, it had touched her the once, but not again. So she decided to step up the game, she was sure she was going to regret what she was about to do, but she felt she owed the poor scared homeowner some answers. Not particularly being the most modest of individuals, she announce to the team, "I'm going to take a shower." She heard Nick gasp, she was sure the rest of the team was astounded with her plan also. So, she jumped up off the bed and set the motion detector off when she went to the door and turned on the light. 

The video cams flared out as the room lite up, but soon adjusted to the new light levels and showed a skimpily clad Emily going over to the armoire. She was looking for a towel and not finding one, she walked in her magenta bra and panties into the bathroom turning the light on as she went. She found the towels in a small closet behind the door. While the light was still on, she turned on the shower adjusting the temperature. Then she went back out into the bedroom and grabbed up the closest camera, and took back in with her into the bath, she set it up directly across from the shower pointing in. She went back out into the bedroom and turned off the overhead light, and then darted back inside the bathroom heading for the shower. 

Then she turned to the camera and looked into it and giggled nervously, she said, "Okay, you guys, I want ya'll to think about a big ugly football player, okay?" With that as she trembled, she reached back and unhooked her bra, freeing her 'B' cup sized breasts. The guys got a straight on shot of her lovely globes and her pink, very pink nipples. There wasn't much areole, because they were all bunch up to make her nipples stick out as hard as cherry pits. 

Taking a deep breath and letting it out, Emily moved her hands to her hips and grabbed the waist band of her magenta panties and tugged them down her legs. When she stood back up, she was right in front of the camera facing it, and the guys got a close up look at her chocolate brown triangle of pubic hair and the structure of her marvelous pussy underneath. Emily kept herself well-trimmed, so she was a real sight. Every guy in the control room's mouth dropped open seeing a completely naked Emily glide over to the light switch and turn out the light.

The IR kicked back in and the vision of her lightly tanned body, turned into the normal green image they usually saw while recording during an investigation. With the camera's being High Definition, even in the black, green and white image, Emily's features were plain as day, the illuminators light her up like a spotlight. If anything, it defined what was between her legs more vividly. She had a long cleft that was split by her labia from top to bottom. Underneath, in another close-up as she hung her towel, they could see her fluffy inner lips puffing out between her legs. It seemed like in just minutes, the ghost hunt turned into porn show.

Emily stepped into the shower. She was totally aroused knowing that as she took off all her cloths, that three guys were standing by the command post watching her every move, seeing her complete nakedness. She was trying to stay professional about it, but the thought of being watched was starting to drive up her ardor. Not only did she have warm water pouring over her shoulders, but she felt herself getting hot and puffy between her legs, the shower wasn't the only thing making her wet.

Emily started to soap up, going through the motions of taking a shower. Then all of a sudden she squeaked out, "Holy shit guys, something just grabbed my butt!" 

This got the attention of 4 horny guys back to the business at hand. Nick had moved up to the bathroom door, and was filming Emily as she washed herself in the glass enclosure. He had the camera on close-up and told Emily, "Turn around so I can put the camera on your butt. Let's see if it does it again." 

Emily giggled nervously, "Um, sure." She turned around and seconds later she squeaked again, she called out, "It's doing it again! Only this time it's keeping its hands on my bottom. It's playing with my butt!"

She heard over Nick's walkie-talkie Aaron say, "Okay, Nick, get her out of there!"

Emily held out her hand in the dark, she could barely see, but she knew which way Nick's voice was coming from, and the radio. She called out, "NO! Let see what happens. It hasn't hurt me, it's just doing a little grabbing, thats all." Personally, the whole idea of a ghost grabbing her bare ass was turning the 18 year old girl on. 

Whatever it was continued to rub her butt cheeks, massaging them. It felt just like hands. She couldn't believe that an entity could be that strong to give her that kind of sensation. 

Nick called out, "Holy shit guys, I think I can see her butt cheeks moving! They're moving all on their own! Just like someone is kneading her ass!"

Emily called out, "Hey guys, um, uh, I think I'm going to shut the shower off and move to the bed again. Let's see it this stuff continues."

The walkie squawked an Aaron reluctantly agreed to it. He said, "If the thing makes one wrong move Emily, I want you out of there, do you hear me?" 

Emily said, "Um, Okay. She was starting to feel pretty steamy from the butt massage. She wondered what else the thing was capable of. She felt around outside the shower stall until she found the towel and began to dry herself off, the XCam giving the three guys in the control room a show again. She was one big mass of goose bumps by the time she was done. She called out to Nick, "Do you feel all the energy that's in the room?" 

Nick confirmed it, "Yes, it feels like lightening is about ready to strike, I have goose bumps and my hair is standing on end."

Emily giggled, "Okay, so it isn't just me."

Dried, Emily moved toward the bedroom, feeling her way in the dark. Nick backed up and moved back into the doorway into the bedroom, continuing to video Emily close up. Emily gasped and then giggled and said, "Oh hell, it's playing with my tits now!" Nick moved his DVR up onto her breasts and zoomed in. Other than the fact her nipples were standing out hard and proud, he couldn't see any evidence of what she was experiencing. 

Emily set off the motion detector again climbing onto the bed. She crawled up on top of the covers and sprawled out on her back. The REM-PODs started going off again, as the energy in the room seemed to double. Emily reported back, "It's on my breasts again! Oh my goodness, whatever it is, it knows what it's doing. It feels like it's sucking my nipples. Holy shit!" She bit her lower lip feeling the sensation on her boobs.

Then she called out, "Oh wow, I can feel it stroking my sides and my tummy. I think this thing wants to make love! Holy shit, I'm getting foreplay by a fucking ghost!"

Aaron back at command post was just seconds from pulling the plug. This was just strange as hell and in his opinion, dangerous. As far as paranormal activity it was off the charts. Nothing he heard of or read about ever talked about anything like this happening to anyone. Then a totally astonished Parker said, "Holy cow man, let's make sure we record this with everything we have. This is beyond paranormal, this is almost Hollywood strange!" Aaron decided to let what was happening proceed.

Emily was starting to sound breathy as she spoke, "Um, uh, oh shit, um, guys, I feel what feels like fingers in my pubic hair! I think it's about ready to feel me up!" 

Nick called out all excited, "Oh shit! I can see her hair moving. It really looks like someone is running their fingers through her pubic hair!" Emily just moaned.

Emily was dumbfounded, it felt just like a guy was making love to her. All the sensations were the same, except there seemed to be an extra energy about it, the feelings she was having was physical, and electrical at the same time. The touches were light to moderate, but with a tingling to them. She was so fucking aroused, that she felt like she was ready to cum. 

The sensation of fingers in her hair moved down. Emily automatically spread her legs as the finger sensation moved through her lips. She could feel it ruffle through her labia, and then it move up and down through her cleft and it felt like a vibrator was on her pussy. As it touched her clit, she started to feel like she was going to have an orgasm.

As she spread her legs, the camera at the end of the bed caught it all. She opened up like a flower, the guys in the control room were torn between being astounded with what was happening, and the desire to pull out their cocks and beat off. What was on the monitor was simply as hot as it got.

Emily, whose voice was breathy and shaking announced, "It's rubbing me between the legs at the same time it seems to be sucking on my breasts. Oh gawd it feels so fucking good!" 

The young men watch in fascination as Emily experienced what appeared to be an incubus making love to her on camera! An incubus was a mythological being, a spirit that came in the night and would make love to unsuspecting victims. Up until that evening they always considered an incubus a total fantasy, something invented to cover peoples indiscretions. 

Emily's hips were writhing and she was rocking them up against the unseen fingers. With the vibrator effect all around her clit, she gasped out, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" She squealed out in pure pleasure aching her back. She began to shake uncontrollably on the bed, looking almost like she was having an epileptic fit. She squeezed her thighs together as her legs shook. She moaned out and squeaked in pleasure. Finally, she started to relax back into the bed. She said, "I hope you're fucking recording every second of this! Oh, my, GAWD!" 




A Ghostly Encounter



Then she squealed out, "Oh shit, it's crawling up between my legs! I can feel it. OH SHIT! I just licked me! It licked me right up one side of my pussy! There! The other side. It just licked me on the other side!" 

The guys could see her trembling on the screen. She was obviously extremely aroused and not a one of them would have accused her of faking the orgasm she just had. 

Emily continued to describe what was happening to her as it unfolded, "Oh shit, guys, this thing knows how to lick pussy! Oh my fucking hell! It's got what feels like his mouth sucking on my labia!" 

Nick called out, "She's laying still, but her pussy lips are moving. There is something there, it's really playing with her vagina!"

Emily, going into nursing giggled, "Vulva, Nick, not vagina! The vagina is what's inside, the vulva is the outside, and this thing knows how to lick a girls lips, oh my fucking goodness! OH SHIT, It sucking my clit and twirling it with its tongue!"

Emily started wiggling her hips again, whatever was happening to her was driving her wild. Then she started the humping motion again. Rocking her hips up, trying to drive them into an invisible face. She screeched out and went into a second climax. Her body arching and shaking all over the bed. She was giggling and moaning and squeaking all at the same time as her pleasure radiated from a spasmodic pussy out through her body!

Emily writhed on the bed for a good 30 to 40 seconds before she calmed down. Emily declared, "Oh shit, I've had a couple guys in bed, but compared to this thing, they were just amateurs." She panted, "He's still licking me and sucking my lips. It felt just like he put his tongue in my hole to licked off all my juices, this fucker has a tongue the size of a normal penis!" Pausing, "Oh, my, goodness, this is so fucking erotic, I can't believe it. What did you say this thing was again Aaron? An Incubus?"

Aaron came back over the walkie, "Yes, that's what I think this thing is." Then he added, "Feel free to bail on this thing any time you want, Emily. We have more than enough evidence!"

Emily panted out, "Not on your life. This thing isn't finished and neither am I, oh my gawd is this thing good or what?"

After another really spectacular orgasm, Emily spread her legs wide and said, "Oh hell, I think it's time for the main event guys!" Then she gasped and grabbed hands full of blanket. She gasped out, "Oh my gawd guys, I just felt it enter me! I feel so fucking full! It feels like it's got a 10 inch fucking cock! And it's all the way up inside me! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! This thing is fucking me! Oh my hell, I can feel its flange on the head of its cock sliding up and down against the walls of my vagina! Oh gawd, oh shit, oh hell, oh my goodness, that feels so fucking good! I can feel its weight on my tummy. If feels like a full sized guy. I'm being fucked by a fucking ghost!" Then she howled out in delight, "I'm going to cum again guys! OH FUCK!" She started to writhe in pleasure all over again, only it was like something was on top of her dampening some of the thrashing she did before."

Aaron called out on the walkie, "Nick, tell me what the FLIR is picking up!"

Nick moved to the camera and called back on the walkie, all excited, "There is an orange blob right above her! It looks like someone riding her, it extends down between her legs!"

The something remarkable happened and it was all caught on the 3 XCams, and Nick's DVR. She wrapped her legs up and around something totally invisible, but they determined its contours by how her legs wrapped around it. And her legs were moving up and down in rhythm just like someone was between her legs fucking her. Her feet were pushing against an invisible butt, forcing the entity deeper and deeper inside her vagina. She was making 'Ungh, ungh, ungh' sounds with each invisible thrust. She had her head turned to the side, her eyes were closed and her mouth open. Occasionally she would whimper or moan. Then she got off again. 

Then her eyes sprang open, and she gasped out, "It's tugging on me. It wants me to get up on my hands and knees I think!" She rolled over and got in position and she announce, "He's putting his cock in me again! Oh hell, I can't believe how he stretches me out, can you see any of it at all?"

Nick called out, "Her vaginal opening is open and looks like a round hole, about like a big thick cock is inside her!"

The young men watched as Emily panted and rocked forward and back. They could see indentations on the sides of her hips, like whatever the entity was holding her hips as it fucked her. She declared, "This is so nice! I can feel him slapping against my bottom as his cock slides in and out. But he keeps pulling completely out of me and then reinserting himself. Wow, I'm going to have to tell my next living partner to try this. It's fucking fantastic!" 

Nick reported, "Oh shit guys, I can hear it. It's making a wet slurping kind of sound that' coming from their fucking!"

So, the 18 year old girl stayed on the bed on her hands and knees for nearly 15 minutes while the entity continued to pound its cock deep up inside her pussy. And Emily loved every second of it. Then her eyes sprang open and she yelped, "Oh my fucking goodness. I can feel it throbbing inside me! This fucking thing is ejaculating inside my vagina and I can feel it pulsing against my walls!" Then she squeaked out, "Aaron! This thing can't really cum can it?!"

Over the walkie, Aaron answered, "I don't have a clue, Emily. Maybe you should get out of there just in case!"

Emily giggled, "It's to fucking late for that now! He's cumming inside me right now, it's already happening. It feels like he's spurting too, but I'm not sure what that it might be. Ectosperm? All I know is that if feels terrific!"

All of a sudden, Emily collapsed onto the bed, she muttered, "Okay, he's gone!" She giggled, "He didn't even kiss me goodbye!" She stretched her long svelte body out, and then promptly feel asleep, it had the best sex she ever had. Not that she had all that many up to that point, but this had been marvelous.

The team just let her sleep, the recorders watching as the naked girl tossed and turned on the bed. The rest of the crew analyzed evidence all through the rest of the night. Finally as the sun was coming up, Justin went in and shook his cousin awake. He thought his naked cousin looked beautiful in a just fucked kind of way, he felt vaguely uneasy that he had a boner the whole time Em was getting fucked. The morning light was spilling through the window and Emily looked gorgeous, he was tempted to crawl in bed with the girl himself. Em was tall, lithe, and naked as the day she was born. 

She sat up and stretched, oblivious that she was sitting naked in front of her cousin. All the cameras had been packed away and the team was ready to leave. Emily said to Justin, "Tell me it was just a dream." 

Justin looked his pretty cousin in the eyes and very somberly told her, "No, afraid not. We caught it all on video. It looks like to us that you were really fucking a ghost." Then he pulled out his recorder. He said, "Not a single class 'B' or 'C' EVP. That's strange as hell, because we get dozens of them waiting for a class 'A', but we caught three class 'A' voices around the time when you collapsed onto the bed, just when it was done. 

Justin played it for her. The first one said, "Thanks, Emily!" 10 seconds later, it said, "That was fun." Another minute later, the same voice, "Let's do it again sometime."

Emily jumped up and went into the bathroom to retrieve her underwear.



A Ghostly Encounter



"It's clearly just a smudge on the camera. Look, the light from this street lamp is reflecting off it when you point the camera over there." Ellie angled photo in her hand to reveal the illusion.

Her friend Sarah, however, was adamant. "It's totally a ghost!" Ever since she'd inherited the cabin out in the woods from some distant uncle, she was completely convinced that it was haunted.

"It's not a ghost," Ellie countered. "And to prove it, I'll even spend the night up there. When I come out unscathed I will be able to tell you with certainty that there is no ghost in your cabin and that it is safe for habitation." Ellie pronounced this with great bravado, though in secret she was just eager for a free night at such a nice destination. Out in the woods in a well-built cabin with a warm fire and good book. Oh, she could feel the heat of the flames now!

"But what if it eats you!" Sarah said, her voice full of fear.

"It won't eat me because there is no ghost! Give me the key and let me prove it to you."

Sarah nervously handed over the key. "If it does try to eat you, though, hold up your fingers like this." She made a crucifix with her fingers. "That should banish it."

Ellie sighed, but reassured Sarah that she would take every precaution necessary to ensure that nothing, living or ghostly, would eat her.

___

That evening Ellie drove up to the cabin. It sat upon a hill a few miles outside of the city. The lights of downtown were just visible, twinkling in the distance. Satisfied that she'd gotten a pretty good deal, Ellie unlocked the front door and stepped inside, kicking her shoes off and leaving them by the door as she did. 

Just as she'd imagined, Ellie got a nice fire going, warmed some hot chocolate near the flame, and kicked back with her favorite detective novel to enjoy the evening.

And enjoy it she did. The fire was warm and the way that its crackling resonated throughout the living room was simply divine. On top of that, no ghost had so far appeared. There was no feeling quite like winning a bet and winning it in style.

When it was time for bed, Ellie slipped her pants off and put on a nice baggy shirt. Satisfied in every way, she slipped into bed and- well, no. Not quite satisfied in every way. A tingling from below her waist was making her a just little antsy. Happy to satisfy it, though, she dipped a hand into her panties, white cotton with cute pink hearts all over them, and began to massage her slightly wet lips.

"Mmm," she mumbled, cupping her left breast under her shirt, "that's the spot..."

"Would you like help with that?" A voice called out from the side of the bed.

"Huh- what?!" Ellie shot up, looking about for the source of the voice, and was greeted by a young woman of average height who was sitting, calm as a cucumber, at the corner of the bed. Strangely, however, this young woman was glowing, the edges of her being blurred by wisps of smoke around her figure. She was wearing a plain white dress that cut off at her knees and gave just the slightest hint of cleavage at the neckline. Her hair was shoulder length and had been dark, but now it matched the slightly transparent greyscale that composed her whole body.

"I really don't mind," she continued in her conversational monotone. "It gets quite lonely up here and I would appreciate the company. It may please you to know that I have some experience with women, as well."

"Holy shit! Fucking- What?!" Ellie jumped out of bed, her hand still down her panties as she looked on in wonder and shock. "There really is a ghost. Oh my God!" Remembering Sarah's advice, she pulled her fingers from between her labia and put them up in the shape of a crucifix.

The ghost, however, seemed nonplussed by the gesture. "I'm sorry," she said. "Am I bothering you? Do you want me to leave?" She hung her head in sadness and stood up to leave.

"Wait!" Ellie called, stopping the ghost. "You're- um, you're not gonna eat me, are you?"

"If you're referring to the practice wherein one pleases a woman by using their mouth and tongue, then I can if you'd like. I have been told by other women who I have been with that I am quite good at it, if that makes a difference to you." The ghost spoke in a rather eloquent fashion, as of someone from a century or two ago.

"Um, that's not exactly what I had in mind..." Ellie felt more relaxed now, having gotten over the initial shock of discovering an actual ghost in her bedroom and finding herself feeling a little pity for the lonely creature. "I guess I don't mind if you stay..." Ellie got back into bed. "Would you like to sit down?" She patted the space on the bed next to her.

"Oh! I would like that ever so much!" The ghost jumped up into the air and floated gently over near Ellie before passing right through the blankets and nestling next to her.

"Oh my!" Ellie jumped a little, shocked by the ghost's boldness as she rested her head on Ellie's breast. "Um, do you have a name?" Ellie asked, running her fingers tentatively through the ghost's hair.

"Yes. It's Mary Ann," she answered.

Ellie found herself fascinated by the feel of Mary Ann's body. Her hair and, indeed, the rest of her felt like thick water. One could move through her, but not without encountering resistance. Her substance was room temperature, though not in an unpleasant way. Ellie began to drive her hands further into the ghost, craving more of the exotic feeling.

"I don't mind if you touch me," Mary Ann cut in. "Although I would ask that I be allowed to do the same."

"Hmm, sure." Ellie answered, driven by both curiosity and her own unresolved arousal.

Mary Ann wasted no time, planting a kiss firmly on Ellie's lips as her hand pushed right through Ellie's shirt, cupping her breast tenderly.

"Oh wow," was all Ellie could muster. The ghost's hand not only stimulated the sensitive nerves upon the outer skin of her breast, but also dug deeper, eliciting a pleasurable feeling from Ellie's nipples that she hadn't even imagined before this. Quickly becoming aroused by the experience, she wrapped an arm around Mary Ann's waist and felt it sink a little ways into the ghost's body.

Mary Ann's efforts continued, unhindered by material clothing as she dipped her face into Ellie's shirt, kissing nimbly at the warm human's breasts.

"Mary Ann," Ellie said through shallow breaths. "I want you to eat me."

Mary Ann popped out of the shirt and looked up, a soft smile on her wispy face. Without a word she dipped under the covers. A few seconds later, Ellie felt a soft tongue slip right through her panties and begin to tease her lips. After this, Mary Ann turned her head around and pushed it back up inside of Ellie. From there she extended her tongue once more and began to stroke Ellie's clit from within her own pussy, which began to spasm between a relaxed and firm grip, unsure of what was inside it.

Thoroughly aroused, Ellie slipped her fingers around her panties and inside of herself, fingering her own wet cunt and Mary Ann's mouth at the same time.

"Fuck! Mary Ann, your fucking tongue is inside me!"

Satisfied that she'd done what her work in this position, Mary Ann floated up, her entire body passing into Ellie's so that their pussies shared the same space. From here, she lifted her dress and began to finger own slit and Ellie's at the same time.

The stimulation of two sets of fingers sliding in and out of her at once combined with the feeling of Mary Ann's clit grinding against her own was too much for Ellie and she quickly came in a gushing orgasm.

"Holy shit," she breathed, collapsing back onto the bed as Mary Ann slid out of her.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Mary Ann asked with her characteristic soft smile.

"Oh yes," Ellie said, grinning.

Mary Ann floated up to leave, but Ellie caught loosely her by the wrist.

"Where do you think you're going?"

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The next day Ellie met Sarah at her home.

"You're alive!" Sarah exclaimed. "Oh I feel so foolish now..."

"Well don't! There really is a ghost up there and it love to eat people! I think I'd better hold on to the key just so it doesn't eat anybody else, you know?"



A Ghostly Encounter - Conclusion



Emily looked at Justin and said, "Tell me it was all a dream." Then noticing she was sitting on the bed in front of her cousin stark naked, she knew it wasn't. Justin confirmed it by telling her that they caught it all on video, the whole 47 minutes of it, from the time she pulled of her top and jeans, until she announced that the entity departed after fucking her. 

He said, "We listened to all the audio recordings, and there wasn't a single class 'B' or 'C' EVP. That's strange as hell, because we get dozens of them just hoping for a class 'A', but we caught three class 'A' voices around the time when you collapsed onto the bed just after you told us the entity was gone." He grabbed the recorder he had with him and said, listen to these." Justin played it for her. The first one said, "Thanks, Emily!" 10 seconds later, it said, "That was fun." Another minute later, the same voice, "Let's do it again!"

Emily who was shook up by the EVPs, jumped up and went into the bathroom to retrieve her underwear, she wanted to get dressed and get out of the place. As she was coming out, with her panties up in place, she was hooking her bra up as she walked back in the room. She asked, "So, were all the guys walking through here gathering up equipment?" Justin just nodded that yes, they all had been in the room. 

She blushed, "Justin, I haven't got a clue what came over me. You know me, I wouldn't have stripped naked in front of a bunch of guys like that, what the hell happened to me?"

Justin shrugged his shoulders, it really did seem an unusual thing for Emily to do. She like to have fun, but this was well beyond anything she had ever done as far as he knew, he answered, "I dunno." Then he told his cousin, "Get dressed Em, I've got copies of all the evidence from last night. We can go to your place and review it. I've already been over it with the team, a couple of times actually. I think you need to see it."

Emily blushed cherry red, "Um, I'm almost afraid to watch. Did I really talk out everything that happened to me like some sports announcer?" 

Justin looked sympathetically at his lovely cousin, "I'm afraid so." 

Emily just said, "Oh shit, I was afraid of that." She tugged up her jeans and zipped them up. Then she reached down grabbed her tee-shirt and pulled it over her head. As she was putting her tennis shoes on, she said, "Can spooks do that, influence someone's behavior like that?"

Justin said, "Yes, they can affect your mood, so we thing it pulled every bit of your adventurous streak trying to get you to become uninhibited. We think its goal was to get you naked so it could do what it did. I'm afraid that your, um, ah, reaction to what was happening to you, um, sexually, was 100% you though."

Emily flushed again and said, "Yeah, probably was. Justin, I've never felt so aroused in my entire life. I'm still aroused, I had sexy dreams the rest of the night, dreams where I was having sexual intercourse over and over again. I almost never dream that."

Dressed, Emily quickly led the way out as the two of them headed for Justin's van. The other team members had already left with all the team equipment. Justin grabbed his case with his full spectrum video cam, and locked the door on the way out. As they climbed in the van and Justin started it up, Justin told her, "Aaron would like you to go with him when he reveals the results to our client. He thinks that since you experienced it, you can answer any questions she may have. He's going to recommend that she stay out of the house until we get this stuff sorted out."

Emily grimaced, "What am I going to tell her, that I was fucked by an incubus and it was the best sex I've ever had?" Then she giggled, "Or that I was overcome and gave my team the best porn show they ever saw?"

Justin smiled, "Wait until you see the tapes, Em. You may not think that's so funny."

Emily shook her head, "I was afraid you were going to say something like that."

When they got to Emily's house, thank goodness her parents weren't around. They had gone upstate for the weekend to visit Emily and Justin's Aunt Mary and Uncle Todd. So Emily let Justin and herself into the house with her key. She took him back to her bedroom where she encrypted a folder on her computer and then downloaded all the videos and audio recordings off of Justin's flash drive.

The whole drive home she was nagged by an intense feeling of arousal, it just wouldn't leave her. She was hoping it would have faded by now. She pulled open the first video labeled 'EmProvokesInUnderwear' where she announced that she was going to strip down to her bra and panties. Justin stood behind her as she watched. As she watched the events unfolding, Justin reached up and started to rub her shoulders, massaging them as the two watched Emily take her top and jeans off and get settled on the bed.  

Emily though the massage felt wonderful, she was so tense, but it wasn't doing anything for her aroused state, if anything it was making her hornier. She explained to Justin as they watched her take of outer clothes that she did that on her own volition. She really felt that it would draw out the predatory ghost. Being recorded in her undies didn't really bother her at all, like she told herself the night before, her string bikini was a lot skimpier than her bra and panties, although the underwear was made of thinner material.

Then they played the next set of video files. This one was where she was going from the bedroom and back to the bathroom getting ready for the shower she decided to take. The light was on and she had a high definition view of her waltzing around in her underwear. She could see how the guys might get a little aroused watching her. But when she stripped off her underwear right in front of the camera with the light still on. She was speechless. The close up of her pussy and the rest of her body as she walked to the light switch made her feel ashamed. 

Then the light went out and the camera followed her as she entered the shower. It was a little less embarrassing, she was just a naked chick taking a shower. No embarrassing close ups of her genitalia. That was until she reviewed the footage from Nick's hand held recorder. He zoomed in on the various parts of her body and again she was highly embarrassed. She couldn't believe she was sitting watching herself like all naked like that, with Justin standing right behind her watching it too. 

Nick's footage showed her ass being massaged by something not visible, instead of continuing to be embarrassed, Emily could feel herself becoming flush with ardor, remembering vividly what it was like to have the entity kneading her butt cheeks. As she watched, she noticed in an abstract way that Justin was massaging further down her back and sides. As he came up her sides with his hands, he brushed over the sides of her breasts and she felt her nipples get hard in response. Her brain said to call him on it, her growing passion told her just to go with it.

The next clip showed her toweling off, and then she moved back to the bedroom bringing the XCam back with her. She set the camera back so it could point up the bed. She was astounded that she set it so it would look right up between her legs. That's when she started describing what the entity was doing to warm her up. She was fascinated and horrified at the same time. The view the camera was showing was right up between her legs, and she blushed as her screen self spread her legs apart so everyone could see all he secret places.

She hardly noticed that Justin had move his hands around under her arms and was rubbing her breasts through her tee-shirt. She felt herself starting to get wet inside her jeans and panties watching what was happening on the screen. She stood up to watch, temporarily pulling Justin's hands away, but he moved them back around her and massaged her breasts as she watched herself being touched by the ghost.

She started to tremble, worked up by the video and by Justin's hands on her breasts. Justin reached down and pulled up the hem of her tee-shirt, and as it went over her head she finally cognizant of what Justin was doing. She asked, "Justin, why did you take my top off?" 

He answered like it was the most ordinary thing, "So I can feel your naked boobs."

She knew something wasn't right, but she shrugged her shoulders and went back to watching the video, she even reached back absentmindedly and unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Justin's hands came up immediately to take its place. 

So, as the ghost sucked her nipples and caressed her skin on the video. Justin caressed her breasts. After a minute as the Emily on the screen continued to moan and tremble on the bed, Justin moved around to Emily's front and took her nipples in his mouth. All Emily could think of was how horny she was, how aroused the video and Justin were making her. 

Justin's head was getting in the way of her viewing the screen so she turned her body at 45 degrees to the screen so Justin could do his thing and she could watch. As screen Emily gasped out that the ghost had put his fingers in her pubic hair, evidenced by it moving on its own in the video. Emily's cousin reached down and unzipped her jeans. She was preoccupied with the video, she pulled them down and Justin worked them off her ankles. Then he reached up and pulled her panties down her legs. As she continued to watch herself on the screen, Justin stood back up and continued to suck her nipples and rub the other breast with his hand. His free hand dropped down between her legs, just as the ghost moved his fingers to feel Emily up. 

Emily was reliving it all, it was like the whole thing was happening all over again, but she was only vaguely aware that it was really her cousin Justin doing everything. She moaned and bit her lower lip as Justin ran his fingers through her wet lips so he could smear her copious juices over her clitoris. In seconds, watching the screen and succumbing to Justin's fingers, Emily started to cum. She felt everything intently, she felt her vaginal opening convulse as it radiated out causing her whole body to quake and shake. Her legs refused to hold her up, and she thought, 'Oh, it's nice of Justin to hold me up' while she came. 

Justin moved her to the bed, where Emily continued to watch. As her orgasm began to pass, her screen self announced that the entity was moving up between her legs, she spread her legs on screen as well as in real life. Justin took the opportunity to kiss up her thighs, heading for her incredible pussy lips. He was just as confused as Emily why he was all of a sudden intent on making love to the girl, but he felt compelled to continue, and right at the moment she was spreading her legs in welcome for him to partake of her prodigious juices. Justin started kissing her lips just like they were the ones on her face. As he did, he lapped up the wonderful nectar from the orgasm she just had. He could here Emily on the screen yelling out that the entity was eating her pussy as Justin parted her lips with his tongue. He had just enough awareness to know he was actually between Emily's legs giving her cunnilingus.

So as the ghost sucked on Emily's pussy in the video, Justin sucked, licked and kissed Emily's pussy from top to bottom. He especially loved sticking his tongue up inside her, and sucking on her nice full labia. Finally, as Emily writhed around on the bed, moaning and whimpering, he moved up on her clitoris. As he did, he slipped a couple fingers up insider her pussy and started to finger fuck her as he sucked and licked her love button. Emily started to rock her hips up into his face.

It seemed when Emily started to cum on the screen, it sent her over the top with Justin. In the back of her mind she was fully aware that Justin, her cousin, was eating her pussy in real life, but she was so incredibly aroused she just didn't care. She felt her pussy convulse around Justin's fingers as he massaged her 'G' spot, wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her for the second time in just minutes. 

Emily felt Justin start to climb up between her legs, knowing what was coming she spread her legs. Her cousin was going to fuck her and she didn't seem to be ambivalent about it. All she cared about was getting a hard cock up inside her tummy. Justin hovered over her as he rubbed his hard penis between her lips, wetting himself. Then he put the head of his cock inside her vaginal opening and pushed. 

Justin was overcome with lust. He was driven to fuck his sweet beautiful cousin. As he positioned himself, he pushed and slid right inside her. She was so incredibly hot and wet, she offered no resistance as his cock penetrated deep inside her. She was so incredibly snug around his cock and felt ever so soft and silky. Justin was more cognizant that he was fucking a girl for the first time in his life, and he wasn't even sure how he got there. 

Emily bit her lower lip as Justin began to ride her. All she knew was Justin had his cock deep inside her filling her full. He pumped away, drawing the flange of his cock head up and down through her love canal and it was scratching the itch she had been experiencing all morning. She only occasionally glanced at the video now, real life had finally captivated her attention. She knew that her screen self was getting fucked just like this and somewhere alarm bells were going off, telling her that JUSTIN IS FUCKING YOU! YOU COUSIN! HELLO! She just didn't care. All she cared about was the wonderful feeling inside her as he continued to piston in and out of her. Then her body exploded yet again. Her pussy clamped around Justin's cock spasmodically as her body began to quake again, flooding her love canal with an excess of her fluids. Her legs snapped shut as the incredible feeling washed over her yet again. 

As she came down, Emily wrapped her legs up and around his hips, putting her feet on his naked bottom, pushing him deep inside her with each of his thrusts.

Justin wanted to change positions. He was enjoying fucking her missionary style, but he wanted to watch the action. So he whispered, "Get up on your hands and knees Em." 

As Justin pulled out of her, she immediately felt the need to feel him back inside her. So she quickly got up as he requested and felt him immediately stick his hard cock back inside her hot wet pussy. She had literally soaked herself and him while cumming, so as he pushed into her and pulled out, they made an erotic slurping sound as they fucked.

Justin had jacked off in the bathroom where they investigated the night before. Watching what the ghost had done to Em had made him so fucking horny he couldn't concentrate on shit. So he felt a need to relieve himself.

So as he fucked her that morning, his body wasn't in any hurry to cum. 

He was fascinated that he would look down and watch his cock go in and out of Emily's pussy. As it pulled out it glistened with her wetness. Then he decided to start pulling all the way out of her and so he could penetrate her all over again. He did this over and over again, driving himself and his sex partner wild while doing it. Emily gasped out, "Oh my hell, that feels SO fucking good! Keep doing that Justin!"

The video stopped, but the couple didn't. Justin could feel his passion growing and Emily began to cum again. She collapsed onto the bed as her orgasm washed over her yet again and Justin rode her down. She had her legs spread wide, and he just shoved his cock back inside her vagina through her butt cheeks. It felt so fucking erotic that in seconds he felt the pressure build between his legs and then his cock exploded.

Emily gasped out, "I can feel you, Justin! I feel you're cock pulsing inside me. Wow! Just like last night!" She couldn't figure out how she missed feeling that with the other two guys she had 'done it' with.

By now, Emily was totally mindful that Justin had given her foreplay, ate her pussy, and was now fucking her. Matter of fact, he had just ejaculated deep inside her vagina filling her with his cream. Emily was resigned to the fact that whatever happened last night, happened again to her all over again with Justin, whatever it was, it confused her and with a cloudy mind, it got her to accept Justin as a lover. Fucking with Justin was something she would have never done otherwise. At that moment she was feeling a huge relief from the arousal she had been plagued with all morning. Like last night she felt like falling into a deep sleep.

Only this time, she wasn't going to give the ghost bastard the upper hand. As Justin pulled out of her, instead of going to sleep, she rolled over and sat up. She grabbed Justin's hips and pulled him towards her on his knees, then she bent over and took the head of his shrinking cock into her mouth. Now she felt like she was in control. The ghost or incubus or whatever it was that followed her home was out of the picture. Making her own choice she started to give Justin a blowjob.

She sucked him all the way in, sucking off their comingled juices. Justin gasped out in surprise as Emily took him in her mouth. He wasn't sure how he ended up fucking her in the first place, but to get a blowjob? He wasn't going to turn that down for anything. 

Emily sucked on him until he started to get hard again. As soon as he was sticking out like a limb on a tree, she spit him out and started to lick the outside of his shaft. She had only performed fellatio once before to her current boyfriend and did so grudgingly. She thought sucking a guy's cock was demeaning, but Justin had already ate her pussy without reservation, so she felt like it was more of a return favor. Not only was that, doing it to Justin turning out to be very enjoyable.

She kissed all the way down Justin's 7 inch cock and then sucked on his testicles. Then she kissed back up and started licking his little slit with the tip of her tongue. Justin just stood up on his knees, enjoying everything she did to him. Soon, she had him back inside her mouth again fucking him with her mouth. She took about 4 inches of his cock with each stroke and she tease him with her tongue the whole time. 

She felt Justin getting pretty steamed up, and knew if she kept going that he would cum in her mouth, so she pulled off a second and asked, "Do you want to cum in my mouth, or would you like to fuck me some more?" 

Justin was delighted with the choice, but quickly declared his preference. He said, "Oh hell! Let's fuck some more. Your pussy is like a milking machine Em!"

Emily giggled and had Justin sit down with his legs out and she climbed into his lap facing him. She grabbed his hard cock by reaching from behind and slipped him back inside her hole and then she impaled herself on him. She was fucking her dorky cousin, again, only this time it was completely her choice. Cousin or not, she was enjoying the interlude. For over a full minute she just sat on him, feeling his cock fill her up, completing her. That is what she loved most about fucking. Justin had already proven himself a better lover than the other boys she fucked over the previous year, much better. Of course neither of them, nor Justin could fuck her remotely as well as the ghost did, they couldn't put the raw energy into it the act that was available to the incubus.

Finally, Emily started to rock on Justin's cock. She rocked her hips forwards and back, gyrating them at the same time. Instead of lifting up and down on him, she was just grinding into him. In doing so, she was crunching her clitoris into his pelvic bone and that was driving her up a tree. A stuffed vagina with clitoral simulation was a perfect recipe for another stellar climax which was just minutes in coming -- when she came, she came hard. Justin held her against his chest as she writhed out of control. Justin was pretty sure there wasn't anything as erotic as watching a girl have an orgasm.




A Ghostly Encounter - Conclusion



After getting Emily to cum, Justin moved back and pulled Emily towards the edge of the bed. Emily's bed was a large four poster that was way up off the floor, and he found that if he spread his legs a little, he could continue to fuck his beautiful cousin standing up. Justin held her legs up inside his elbows and sank his hard cock back between her fluffy lips and up inside her body. He glanced down so he could watch his cock go in and out of her vagina as he kept fucking her for a good 10 to 12 minutes, letting him build to another climax of his own. For the second time, he filled Emily's inner sanctum with his hot semen. He just hoped to hell she was taking the pill. 

Emily felt him throb inside her again and she was already at the brink herself. She joined him in having an orgasm. She squeezed his flanks with her thighs and wriggled in total pleasure on the bed. She thought to herself, 'What ever this incubus thing was, it sure knew how to show a girl a good time.' Again, she would never have thought of fucking Justin, ever, and look what she would have missed out on. Maybe she went into it in a fog, but she was coming out of it during a bright sunny day. Her parents wouldn't be back until late the next day, she was hoping like hell that Justin could say over.

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Emily discovered, that even with all the fucking that she and Justin did, that within an hour or two, the persistent arousal came back full force. It made her hornier than hell and soaked her panties with her secretions. Over the next 24 hours, she had Justin eat her pussy 4 more times, and let him fuck her another 3 times. It's a wonder he had anything left. She even had him fuck her with a large carrot she found in the refrigerator. That was one cold fucking root! 

By Sunday afternoon they both had to dress. By the time her parents got home, her panties were soaked again; she even was making a wet spot over her vaginal opening in her jeans. She was totally embarrassed the way she wiggled around on the couch, not even able to enjoy the movie she watched with her mom and dad. If she thought she could have talked him into it, she would have fucked her dad just to relieve her aroused state. She wished she could sneak Justin back in the house to go at it again.

After going to bed, she did get some relief. The Incubus came on her again and gave her pretty much a repeat on what it did to her in the house they investigated. Like before, she fell into a deep slumber after it finished with her. Again, she wondered what it was filling her with when it ejaculated. Unlike during the investigation, this time a fluid did leak out of her vagina proving that it physically spurted something inside her. Based on how much that dripped out, it must have been a lot! Her bed was starting to smell like a French whorehouse. 

On Monday, she woke up and had a couple hour reprieve from the passion she had been feeling, only by noon, it was back again. It was beginning to be too much for her. She was afraid it kept up, it would affect her heath. The two days before with Justin, she hardly ate anything, she was so intent on relieving the ardor. She had to do something and soon.

She started making phone calls to every ghost hunter she knew, until someone put her in touch with a demonologist who was a professor of mythology at the University. She called the man's office and got a voice recording asking her to leave a message. An hour later she got a call back. When the man identified himself as Professor Clancy and asked what he could do for her, she asked, "Professor, what do you know about incubus?"

The professor seemed to sound much more attentive as he ask, "A bit, why do you ask?"

She said, "I think I'm being haunted by one?"

The man said, "Oh Wow! Are you sure?"

She blushed and the statement pissed her off for some reason, she replied, "I've been fucked by a ghost twice and I am hornier than hell all the time. I even let my cousin fuck me over and over for 24 hours trying to get relief. I'm sure, gawd dammit!"

The man noting her frustration said, "Oh shit, I think you may be right. Can you meet me at the Arts and Humanities building in say an hour? I teach in the Department of Religious Studies."

She blurted out, "YES! If you think you can help."

He responded, "Yes, I can help, but you may not like it."

She asked, "What could be worse than being haunted by and fucked by an incubus?"

He said, "Getting rid of him. I'll see you in an hour."

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Emily found the Arts and Humanities building and climbed to the third floor where she was to meet with Professor Clancy. She found the man standing out in the hallway waiting for her. He was tall, she guessed around 6'-2" and he had dark wavy hair. His face was angular, almost stern, but his eyes and smile belayed the supposed terseness. Emily walked up and asked, "Professor Clancy?"

The man offered his hand and said, "Call me Dennis. You are Miss Haughton, I presume."

Emily grimaced, "Um, yeah, I'm sorry Professor, um, Dennis. I don't seem to be able to think straight. Like I told you on the phone, I'm in a constant state of arousal." Emily was too concerned about what was happening to her to be embarrassed about admitting to being horny. What she needed was answers.

Dennis invited her into his office, which was a nice large room off the hall the overlooked the University commons. He offered Emily a seat and asked, "Can you tell me in detail what's been going on?"

Emily blushed and said, "I can do better, I can show you." She broke out her 128 GB flash drive and gave it to the professor and instructed on which files to open. After watching what transpired during the Ghost Hunt with extreme interest he announced, "Well, I would definitely say that you have the Incubus haunting you. No doubt about it." Then he added, "It was trying to prey on the home owner you mentioned, but you essentially invited it to prey on you instead."

Emily raised an eyebrow, "Invited?"

The Professor smiled sadly and said, "Yes, that's what you ghost hunters do, by inviting spirits to come to you to interact, you are inviting them to attach their presence to you and to affect you emotionally. Most spirits are so weak, you hardly notice them, but you invited one of the most powerful spirits around to feed on you."

"Feed?" asked Emily, "You mean this thing is feeding on me?" 

Dennis looked at her and said, "Yes, feed. He lives off of sexual tension and energy generated from making love. Not only is he feeding off of you, but he is also feeding off the witnesses to him taking you of which now I'm one. I can already feel the effects of his attachment. He won't allow a witness to think of anything else but what happened to you, the erotic nature of the act. Not only are you kept constantly aroused, but so are the witnesses, he keeps them preoccupied thinking about your sexual encounter, over and over again.

"Most victims of the Incubus are alone when he makes his advances, his seduction and rape. You think that you are a willing participant, but you are no more in control than say someone who is given a drug during a date rape. The unwitnessed attack can't be sustained because there is insufficient energies. He can keep coming after his target, but his objective can cut him off at any time because he doesn't have a power base to force his way.

"He uses the witnesses' sexual energy caused by him playing the scene of his conquest over and over again in their minds, causing them to be aroused. This gives him the energy and power necessary to feed on you, don't ask me how it works specifically because I don't know. Unfortunately, by watching these video's I have become a witness too. You might be feeling an increase in your arousal state."

Emily gulped and said, "Um, yeah, I does seem to be a little stronger, if that's possible. I am so freaking horny all the time I can't concentrate on anything."

Dennis frowned and said, "And that's the danger, sexual arousal can be equated to stress. It affects your appetite, your ability to think, and most importantly your critical bodily functions. Like extreme stress, it can lead to heart attack, stroke, and damage to other organs in the body.

"This is why the legends report that ongoing encounters with the Incubus leads to deteriorating health and death. This doesn't occur with an unwitnessed 'haunting' unless the victim willingly continues to have a union with the spirit. Unfortunately, the witnessed victims are more at the entities mercy, which the Incubus is merciless."

"Normally, a witness will be a husband or a family member. Even with a single witness, the Incubus can be made so much stronger. How many people witnessed what occurred on these video clips?"

Emily turned pale from what the professor was telling her. She felt faint along with highly aroused. She replied, "Four, there was my investigative team which is four guys and myself. We have another girl, but she's out for the summer."

The professor grimaced, "Well, now you have 5, now that I've viewed the videos. Whatever you do, don't post these videos on line, or anywhere else they can be viewed. We have it contained right now, but if it gets out and viewed by more people, it will be like an uncontrolled epidemic and your doom will be sealed."

Emily was startled, "Doom? Sealed? What are you talking about?"

Dennis replied somberly, "The witnesses are key to banishing the Incubus. All the witnesses must participate in a rite to rid you of its claim on you and if the witness list gets out of control you will not be able to get rid of it. You will be increasingly aroused until the stress of it kills you." Right now we have it managed, but if posted you will be beyond saving."

Emily fainted.

Gradually, the world came seeping back into her consciousness as she returned from a black void she disappeared into. Emily was on the floor of the professor's office and he was wiping her face with a moist cloth. The professor smiled down at her and said, "Ah, you're back. How are you feeling?"

She shook her head to clear it and said, "I feel like I've been run over by a truck." Then she remembered what caused her to faint, and almost threw up. She asked, "This thing, it can really kill me?"

The professor nodded his head slowly, "Yes, indeed, that's why we need to do the banishment ceremony as soon as possible. I want you to call your team and tell them to gather together all the copies of these videos and then I want you to get them all here so we can go over what has to happen to banish your spirit."

Fortunately for Emily, she was able to get ahold of the whole team. She asked each and every one of them to bring their copies of the evidence with them. They all understood something horrific was going on, each of them admitted that what happened during the investigation kept playing over and over again in their minds. They all promised to come straight to the professor's office so they could figure out what the next step to rid themselves of the haunting would be.

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Once the team was assembled, the professor asked, "Did you bring all the copies of the evidence?" Aaron, Parker, Nick and Justin all answered that they did? Dennis looked like he visibly relaxed and said, "Good! Think of these videos like the ones that were in the movie 'The Ring'. Without them under control, they will kill Emily and drive all of us witnesses insane."

Aaron spoke out and asked, "Us?"

The Professor answered, "Yes, us. I viewed the videos, so I'm now a witness too."

Parker asked, "Okay, why don't you start from the top and fill us in, what does being a witness have to do with this haunting. What is it we are dealing with?" Dennis began telling them everything he discussed already with Emily up to that point.

Aaron asked, "Okay, you keep saying 'the Incubus', why?"

Dennis said, "Because, there is only one Incubus. It's not a classification, it's an entity. The Incubus is an 'elemental' spirit. He's fae."

Emily asked, "Elemental, fae, what are those?"

Dennis added, "Fae, or faerie folk are what we call fairies."

Emily giggled, "So the Incubus is like Tinkerbelle?"

Dennis grimaced, "Not hardly! Unlike the modern description of fairies, faerie folk are not benevolent; at best they are ambivalent towards humans. They have no compunction in doing mischief or harm to a human, who according to legend stole their land which is modern Ireland. As they were driven out in ancient times, the fae retreated to their new land which is located in a different dimension.

"It is said that the crossing of lay lines is where portals exist between the so called afterlife, and other dimensions like the fae world. Fae folk are anything from sprites, your Tinkerbelle like spirits, all way to fully developed humanoid magical beings like elves and the faery queens and their minions. There is a full gambit of creatures in between. Most are considered to be mythical, but like with our not so friendly Incubus, some seem to have basis in fact.

"Elementals are qualified as fae spiritual beings that are made up of the 4 basic elements of alchemy: earth, water, air, and fire, ghosts are made of ether. Earth elementals are called Gnomes, water spirits are Undine, air or wind spirits are classified as Sylph, and the spirits of fire are Salamander. The demons of Judeo-Christian mythology are said to be Salamanders. Our Incubus, he would be classified as a Sylph, being a spirit of the Air even though mythology sometimes classifies him and his womanly counterpart, the Succubus as demon's. I don't believe they are demons but both are Sylph. 

"Most people consider all such beings as mythical or 'fairy tales'. Only as you and the ancient Gaelic peoples discovered, they are all too real. 

Justin asked, "Okay, we are dealing with a fae, or an elemental, right?"

Dennis answered, "Yes, I believe so."

Nick spoke up for the first time, "So, if we are dealing with a Sylph, a powerful one if what you said is to be believed, how do we get rid of the thing?"

The Professor remained silent for a few seconds gathering his thoughts, then he answered, "When Emily asked what was worse than being haunted by an Incubus, I told her that getting rid of it was. What I'm going to tell you will probably confirm what I said. Although it's not really true, what needs to happen is distasteful, but since the Incubus would eventually kill her, it's hardly as bad.

Dennis brought out an old book from the 19th century which he marked. He said, "Here read this."

The group gathered around the book and read:

"When Sean O'Leary comes to feed

From every witness there must be seed

If old Sean it is you wish to foil

The seed of all must fall on fertile soil"

Parker chuckled, "Not exactly 'A' classwork work in poetry."

Dennis said, "It's not the artistic merit we're looking at here, but the content. This is the secret to banishing the Incubus, driving him away and freeing ourselves and Emily from the Incubus. Sean O'Leary is used in several old text to indicate the Incubus.

Justin asked, "What's it mean?"

The Professor said, "It means that during a secret Wiccan ceremony, known only to a handful of Wiccan priests and priestesses, each of us will be required to copulate with Emily, giving her our seed."

Emily gasped out incredulously, "YOU HAVE TO BE FUCKING KIDDING!"

Dennis frowned, "No Emily, I'm afraid not. This poem goes back centuries; this is just the most modern version in English. It's pretty specific on what must happen. What I didn't tell you is if you read the poem again, that the seed must be planted in fertile ground. It means that if you are on birth control, you're going to need to stop. For this ceremony to be effective, it will need to happen when you are ovulating." 

Justin stammered out, "How do you know all of this?"

Dennis smiled wryly, "Because I'm a wiccan priest." Then he added for emphasis, "I have been trained in the ritual."

So Emily asked, "So the only way to save my life, is to let everybody here fuck me?"

The Professor answered, "Yes, after a preparatory ceremony to protect us from the wrath of the Sylph. We will all be required, one at a time, to have intercourse with you, Emily, making sure we deposit our seed inside your fertile womb. Without every witness, the rite will fail. So I ask you all, you haven't shown this evidence to anyone else?"

Aaron blushed, "Well, only one other person. Garett Tankersley. I wanted his opinion on what he thought the entity was. He agrees that it is an Incubus, or I guess THE Incubus."

Dennis looked alarmed, "You didn't give him copies of the videos did you?" 

Aaron shook his head no, "No, I just showed them, no copies."

Dennis and the rest of the investigators all breathed a sigh of relief. Dennis told the group, "Well, this Garrett Tankersley is going to have to be included in the ceremony too."

Emily scowled at Aaron, "Thanks a lot turkey! Now I have to be fucked by a total stranger!"

Aaron looking remorseful said, "I'm sorry Em, I didn't know."

Parker asked, "Okay, when is this going to happen. I need to get these thoughts out of my head. I can't concentrate on anything, and school starts next week."

"Try living with a constant state of arousal, Parker." Said Emily, "Not only can't I concentrate, but I want to fuck anybody I can get into my bed. Just ask Justin." Then she immediately thought to herself, 'Oh shit, I can't believe I just said that!'

Aaron said, "We are all having issues with this. The sooner the better." Then he turned to the girl and asked, "Emily, when will you be fertile next?"

Emily blushed and reluctantly replied, "Well, I had my period a week ago and I'm usually ovulating about 3 weeks into my cycle -- so in about 2 weeks." Then she added, "If I stop taking the pill right now, it should give me enough time to start ovulating again normally." Then she added, "I can't believe I'm sitting here discussing my period and being fertile with a bunch of guys -- guys that will be hell bent on making me pregnant!" Then she turned to Dennis, "If I get pregnant, can I have an abortion afterwards?"

Dennis shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, it might affect the effectiveness of the rite, and it might not."

Aaron asked, "What about the videos, can they start this up all over again?"

Dennis resolutely said, "No, once the rite is over and the Incubus is banished back to the fae realm, the evidence will have no more power to spread its affect. I suggest that you destroy all but one copy of the video and audio clips you have. I suggest that Emily hold the only copies in safe keeping, since she's the most to lose by this whole thing."

Emily asked, "So when I go off the pill, can this Incubus make me pregnant?"

The Professor answered, "Well, yes and no. It might make you pregnant, but only when you are ovulating normally. The magic of the rite will make it simply not exist. The pregnancy from an Incubus is magical as well as physical, so the magic of the rite can reverse a pregnancy from the spirit if it happens, as long as the rite happens within a few days of becoming pregnant from the incubus. It defies logic, but it's true. If you get pregnant from one of us during the rite, it will be a normal conception and pregnancy though. 

"If a pregnancy from the incubus was to continue, you would give birth to a baby that would be fae born. It would most likely be an Elf or some other high order fae. The high order fae breed with humans routinely, so they have fresh bloodlines. In the case of the Incubus, I think it would breed a new sylph, or a human with fae powers."




A Ghostly Encounter - Conclusion



Emily shook her head in disbelief, "There is no such thing as magic."

Aaron chuckled, "Supposedly, there is no such thing as an incubus either. I think our preconceived notions are being tossed out the window."

Emily conceded, "You have a point there. Well since I don't want to deliver the next Merlin into the world, I suggest we do this ritual." She looked plaintively at Professor Clancy, "There isn't any other way? You're not making this all up so you can get in my pants, right?"

Dennis looked on the poor girl with sympathy, "No and No. I'm sorry Emily, this is the only way I know how to save your life."

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The ritual was set up for two weeks from the end of the little conference where everything was spelled out to the team. As directed, each of the team members delete all the files except Emily, and any thought of posting the results of the investigation on their web site was scraped, at least until the rite was completed and the Incubus was banished.

The team, under the direction of Professor Clancy rented a warehouse space for the event, Dennis told them they were going to need some room where there wasn't anything but the necessities needed to complete the ceremony. So it was just a matter of waiting for Emily to ovulate.

Emily was too aroused to fret much about what was coming up. She was so caught up in her sexual stimulation, that the idea of being fucked by 6 guys, 4 she knew well, 1 she knew a bit, and one total stranger, was appealing to her more and more, it was simply lewd but appealing given her current state.

She got a tip from the Professor. It seemed as long as she was clothed, the Incubus couldn't perform acts on her and so during the rest of the week she wore her clothing 24/7. She even wore underwear in the shower, the entity could stroke her skin where it was exposed, but the clothing she wore was a barrier for it to act out sexually. As long as her breasts and pussy were covered, the Incubus couldn't access those parts.

This did nothing for the arousal, and she was so worked up all the time, she really couldn't concentrate on anything. Her parents had become really worried about her, she seemed so distracted all the time. She told them she was just worried about starting her classes at the University. 

What was the most annoying was her pussy was wet all the time; her vagina seemed to pump out a constant flow of secretions as though she was anticipating cunnilingus or intercourse. Her panties were always soaked, and her jeans had a perpetual wet spot making it look like she leaked urine. Her mom even asked her if she thought she had a urinary tract infection. The sooner they did the banishment the better as far as the girl was concerned, even if she ended up pregnant.

The following Monday she had to start attending her classes and the overwhelming arousal was keeping her from concentrating. Thankfully to first day was going over syllabuses. So she literally made a deal with the devil. Once she got home that evening she started her digital recorder and then she called out into the room, "Okay, listen to me O'Leary, I'll make you a deal. I let you have your way with me in the morning, but instead of putting me to sleep, you allow me to concentrate for my classes without you keeping me aroused, deal?"

She played back the recording and as she expected she got a class 'A' EVP. A single word was spoken loud and clear in a low man's voice, "Deal!"

So the next morning, Emily set her alarm clock for 4:30 in the morning so the elemental would have time to fuck her, for her to get a shower and for her to get to school. She reluctantly removed her top and jeans. What she normally did anyway for a shower, but this time she unclasped her bra and pulled off her panties. She giggled, because for the first time in a week, she was going to be able to put on clean dry underwear after her shower and actually stay dry between her legs for at least half the day.

She was still totally aroused, so when the Incubus came on her, she was more than ready for what it would do. It went through its normal routine, it started by kissing her neck and ears. As it kissed her, its hands went to her naked butt and it massaged her cheeks. It seemed to be able to do that even with her lying down. 

Already aroused, Emily started to feel her passion start to peak as the Incubus played with her ass. As with the first time, she found the feeling to be very erotic. Soon, the entity was down on her breasts, now massaging one of her titties while he sucked on one hard nipple at a time. She felt shivers of delight radiate out from her vagina as she came closer and closer to cumming. If anything, her deal with the devil was at least extremely pleasurable on her part. The only thing she was worried about was that it had been a week now since she had stopped taking her birth control. She worried if this thing came inside her that it might get her pregnant. She didn't think she had ovulated yet, but who knew what would happen with her quitting the pill cold turkey.

The Incubus' gently stroked her thighs, moving his hands ever closer to her dripping pussy. She knew in just minutes, that he would stroke her lips and then buzz her clitoris so it could watch her cum. She was sure it loved to see her have an orgasm. Finely, it's vibrator like finger reached her tender flesh and started to manipulate her as it continued to suck her nipples. She wasn't sure how it did it, but it was able to insert a couple fingers inside her and rub her clitoris while sucking her nipples. A real person would have to go through some real contortions to do that.

As expected, her ardor grew rapidly and since she had been aroused all night, she went off like fireworks. Her vagina started to spasmodically convulse, and the rest of her body followed suite. She writhed on the mattress, moaning loudly and occasionally making little squeaks as pure delight wash over her. She was thrilled to be cumming, every time she did, it would take her arousal down a notch.

As her first orgasm of the morning subsided, the entity moved between her legs which she spread in welcome knowing that she was about to be eaten. Its invisible lips started kissing her all over her cleft. The feeling of it started driving her passion back up immediately. If nothing, the entity was predictable. It stuck its long tongue inside her hole and fucked her with it. It felt like someone had stuck and eel up inside Emily's vagina. It was long and wiggled like a fish, that alone send her wriggling and writhing as her second climax struck her suddenly. She hated the Incubus with all he heart, but she sure loved to have it make love to her. An orgasm was an orgasm and this thing made her cum like no human was capable of.

Finally, it curled its fingers up onto her 'G' spot as it bore down on her clitoris, both sucking and twirling its long tongue around her love button. In another minute, she launched into orgasm number 3. He continued to eat her pussy until she had her 4th and 5th climax. Finally, he pulled her body down to the edge of the bed and took her with it standing between her legs, the same way Justin had fucked her the week before.

What always amazed and delighted Emily was how long and thick the Incubus' cock was. It stuffed her and filled her to capacity; the fullness of having him inside her was breathtaking. It seemed to have the largest flange on the head of it shaft, so it really stimulated her vagina walls as it fucked in and out of her. Again, like the first time, it started to pull completely out of her vagina, just so it could re-penetrate her. She loved when it or anyone else, e.g. Justin, did this. It seemed to light the nerve endings in her opening on fire. Within a few minutes of starting this treatment, she came for the 6th time. 

When she was done quaking, she felt him grab her hand and tugged her up and off the bed. She felt led to the shower and she deduced that it wanted her to start the water flowing and for her to step inside. After she had the warm water pouring over her, she felt the Incubus tug at her leg, trying to get her to put a foot up on the edge of the tub. After she moved her leg up, then she felt the air man drive his cock back inside her as she stood there. He was fucking her standing up.

Nobody had ever done this with her before, and as its cock pulled out several inches on each stroke, it raked over her clitoris. Before long, orgasm number 7 started. She actually felt the entities body against hers as it held her up, she was totally incapable of standing on her own while the shivering delight poured though her body yet again.

Once she was able to stand again, the Incubus finished up. For the next 4 or 5 minutes, she felt its body slipping and sliding against her front, as her nipples rubbed against what felt like a hairy chest. She continued to bask in the delight of having its cock sliding in and out of her vagina. Finally, she felt the entity begin to pulse inside her. She felt a surge of warmth splash against her cervix as it held itself inside her as it ejaculated. After a full minute of him holding himself up inside her, filling her vagina and making her feel so wonderfully full, it pulled out.

Instead of leaving like it normally did, she could feel it kissing her mouth with what only be consider to be tender little kisses of affection. The thing might be killing her, but it seemed to like her. As she finished showering, the Incubus continued to run its finger inside her inner lips of her pussy giving her an enjoyable tingling sensation without driving her to orgasm. As she stepped out of the shower she felt the entity withdraw. Instead of feeling the deep fatigue that normal washed over her, she felt totally refreshed.

She quickly dressed and headed to the car her parents bought her so she could drive to the University. She felt so alert and arousal free through all of her morning classes. It wasn't until her afternoon class, PE, that she felt the arousal start to return, but instead of being unwelcome, she actually drove herself to a mild orgasm riding a stationary bicycle.

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For a solid week, she let the elemental fuck her in exchange for being left alone during her school hours. The tradeoff was that she was hornier than ever in the afternoon. So she found herself letting the Incubus fuck her in the evening after going to bed so it would cause her to sleep deeply through the night. Before dropping off to sleep, she would slip on a pair of pajamas to keep the entity from waking her up in the middle of the night for more.

She was totally alert during class, but she had put up with a really sore pussy after a day or two. All the fucking was awesome, but it really made the muscles she didn't even know she had really sore. It was a small price to pay to make sure she got off on the right foot in college.

The following Tuesday was the day. After her morning classes, the group of investigators, the professor, and Mr. Garett Tankersley gathered at a warehouse on the north end of town in the industrial section. Once inside, they bolted the door so they wouldn't be surprised by someone sneaking in while the ritual was going on. Since the ritual was part of an ongoing investigation, Aaron suggested that they set up a circle of their video cameras to create a recording of the proceedings. Dennis suggest they be set back far enough they didn't interfere with what he needed to do.

Before starting the ritual, the Professor had them all strip naked. Then he cleansed their bodies with sage smoke and spring water, then he marked them with a set of Celtic symbols on each of their chests. He didn't worry at all about Emily's modesty or personal intimate space as he marked symbols right across the top of her breasts.

Emily could tell the Incubus was agitated; it was making her more aroused than ever. Something she actually welcomed, since she was going to have to fuck 6 men, one right after the other. She hoped this would work -- the whole idea of completely losing her dignity and it not working was almost too much to ponder.

With everyone standing in a circle, holding hands, all but the professor. Dennis drew a large pentagram around the group. In the middle was a small twin sized foam rubber mattress that the final deed would be accomplished on. With the large pentagram in place, the Professor lit a candle on each point of the 5 sided star. He chanted a bunch of stuff nobody understood, they assumed it was in the celtic language. After getting the candles lit, he explained that they represented the 5 elements, Earth, Fire, Water, Air, and the Ether which was what the fae world was comprised of supposedly.

Then for protection, he drew a circle around the pentagram in salt. He brought several Morton Salt cartons with him to do the deed. Then he joined the circle and gave them some words to chant, so it would drive the Incubus outside of the circle; the salt would prevent him from reentering. As they chanted, they began to hear a low howl of rage, as the incubus figured out what they were doing. Nobody ever accused the fae being of being smart, just very good at making women cum.

With the Incubus outside the circle of salt, The Professor, a Wiccan priest, said a blessing over each individual in the circle, and then he read the poem of Sean O'Leary aloud. This made the Incubus madder than ever. 

Finally, he stopped in front of Emily and smiled sympathetically and said, "I know there isn't any easy way for this to happen. Is there anyone you want to start with?"

Emily gasped, "Oh man, this is really happening isn't it. I'm so not ready for this!"

She was breathing hard. When the Incubus was shoved out of the circle her arousal, her constant companion for weeks just collapsed. She was no longer horny and what was to happen was going to be without the crutch of the Incubus. 

She had fucked Justin before because the incubus made him desirable to her and had her heavily aroused before he even started, but later on in the same love making session, she had fucked him just for fun, with her in control. 

She thought that now she was going to be starting cold with people she wasn't interested in having carnal relationship with. She found the idea simply ghastly!

She finally got her breathing under control; she was a bit dizzy from hyperventilating. She chose the only one of the men to have been insider her already and the only person she cared for more than being just her friend, Justin. She really loved her dork of a cousin and when he made love to her before, he was actually pretty awesome. At this point it didn't matter that he was related to her, she wanted to start with someone she could bond with.

She squeaked out, "Um, let me start with Justin."

Justin seemed shocked that his cousin would pick him. He knew she thought he was a complete nerd, so having her select him to warm her up and fuck her first came as a complete surprise. Justin felt so sorry for his pretty cousin, he wouldn't have wish what had to happen on any girl, let alone Emily. But, he was intent on saving her life and the teams' sanity. He asked Emily, "How do you want to start this?"

She giggled not feeling particularly funny and said, "Well, it would be nice in a private room without spectators, but since I don't see one, why don't you start by kissing me."

So Justin moved up on the naked girl, his cock giving away his intense interest in what was about to happen. He poked Emily in the belly with his hardness as he pulled her into his arms and began to kiss her. Fortunately, for the girl, they were soon kissing passionately and her natural ardor was beginning to grow sans Incubus.

Emily tried to block out that there were 5 other men watching her and Justin. She pictured in her mind that it was just her and her cousin -- that helped her become aroused naturally. She broke the kiss momentarily to announce to the rest of the 'witnesses' that they should take her one right after the other when Justin was finished. She asked, "Could you guys get yourself ready. Be ready to get off after you stick it in me; it will make it easier for me. Let's do wham bam thank you ma'am and get this over with." They all mumbled that they would try.

She went back to kissing Justin. By the time he broke the kiss and started to kiss her around the ears, on her neck, and under her chin, Emily was feeling her familiar arousal. She knew that at least fucking with Justin would be okay, if not delightful. As she felt her passion grow, the idea of being watched was starting to add to her desire instead of detract. Maybe she had an exhibitionist streak she wasn't aware of. But then again, thinking back to getting naked during the ghost investigation that started this all, she had gotten pretty aroused stripping in front of her male friends. She wondered how much of it was her and how much was the Incubus. She was beginning to think it was more her than she ever admitted before.

As Justin kissed her neck and shoulders, they caressed each other's naked skin. Emily loved how nice and soft Justin's naked skin felt. She loved the feel of her hard nipples pressed into his chest. Emily smiled, knowing that at least with Justin, that this was going to be much easier than she thought.

Justin bent over and took a hard nipple in his mouth and he began to suckle as his hands reached around her back and started to massage the cheeks of her bum. She had learned to really like having her butt played with from all the attention the Incubus had given her there. She wasn't going to miss the Incubus, but she would definitely miss his love making.

Justin took a considerable amount of time sucking on one nipple and then the other. As he switched, he could place ample wet kisses all over her naked globes. He felt sorry for his cousin, but he was really getting into making love to her. He thought back to the superb blowjob she gave him a couple weeks before and it made him even harder as he anticipated the culmination of their loving.

With one nipple in his mouth, and another hand on her opposite breast with his final hand working her butt cheeks, Justin suggested, "Why don't we lay down, Em" So the couple moved to the middle of the circle of men and Emily laid down on her back as Justin joined her. He started stroking her inner thighs with his hand as he started to kiss down her body. He figured that a good pussy licking would hopefully get her in the mood for the gang bang that was to come. Not only that, he discovered that he loved to eat her pussy, her juices were delicious and her musky smell was a pure delight.

He planted wet warm kisses all down her firm lithe abdomen and he soon found himself kissing through her pubic hair. If nothing else, watching Justin move down to give Emily oral sex as totally turning on every guy waiting his turn. 

As Justin's mouth moved down over her pussy, she felt him kissing her lips all over, taking her liberal labia into his mouth as he gently sucked on her. He pulled her lips into his mouth and then teased them with his tongue, gleaning off the impressive flow of juices her vagina was producing. She was feeling her climax build as she started to moan out as her pleasure as it became more and more overwhelming. She whimpered, and sighed out loud. She moaned and chirped as Justin continued to tease her in all her tender spots. 

When he moved up on her love button she was teetering on the brink, as his mouth formed itself around her upper lips and he began to suck and tease her clitoris with his tongue, he did something that sent Emily over the top. He wetted his index finger inside her vaginal opening and then pushed his wet digit into her anus. Emily yelped in surprise and delight at Justin's surprise move, quickly her vagina clamped down hard and began to convulse. Waves of pleasure went pouring out through her body and she began her first orgasm that would occur during the rite. Justin dropped down to lap up her nectar as she came. He loved the fruity taste it took on after she had an orgasm.




A Ghostly Encounter



Suddenly the mouth and fingers left her body. "No..." She screamed clawing at air as she sat on the brink of orgasm only to feel her body relax. 

She laid there panting heavily as her body relaxed. "Why is this happening to me?" She cried as tears ran down her cheeks. 

A part of her knew she should get out of this house as soon as possible but for some reason she couldn't get her arms or legs to move off the bed. It was like they were being pinned down.

Andrew held her body to the bed as he watched her cry. A part of him felt sorry for her. Sorry that she had to pay for the sins of her ancestor. But another part of him was relishing his revenge. Her pussy had tasted so sweet on his ghostly tongue. He watched as her body relaxed and she once again slept.

He watched her for a minute, released her as he floated above her. He watched as she slept a small smile on her lips. Then he began to bring her body to life once again. 

Claudia felt the tongue on her breast again, she cried out. "No...Not again." She grabbed at her breast as if trying to pull whatever was touching her away but as before there was nothing there. 

She lay there whimpering as her body was once again brought to life. She felt the tongue on her breast. The fingers slowly moving in and out of her pussy, making her hump against them. Silent tears ran down her cheeks as she was once again driven towards orgasm only to be denied. "Why are you doing this to me?" She screamed in the silence.

Andrew watched as she sat up, swinging her legs over the bed. "I'm getting out of here." She stated reaching for her shirt as her body once again relaxed. 

He pushed hard against her knocking her onto her back on the bed as he covered her body with his ghostly one.

Claudia gasped as she felt herself thrown back onto the bed and felt like a human man pressing into her. She lifted her arms, waving them in front of her face, even as she felt warm lips touch hers. She whimpered against the kissing lips. 

When she felt a tongue push against her lips, she opened her mouth, moaning as a tongue moved against hers. Hands moved lovingly over her body as she was kissed by ghostly lips. Her mouth forced open to permit his probing tongue. Her legs were pushed apart until she felt like there was a presence between them. She felt something probing at her entrance, and then moaned when it slid into her. 

It was bigger then the finger she had felt before. It was bigger then Frank's 7 inch cock. She cried against the mouth on hers as she felt herself slowly being filled.

She felt the ghostly lips leave hers, moving down her body until they locked once more on her breast. Her breathing quickened as the cock inside her touched all over her tender flesh. "Oh god. It feels so good." She moaned closing her eyes even as she lifted her hips. 

She knew with her eyes that there was nobody there, but her body told her there was a hard mouth sucking at her breast while a huge cock slowly rode her pussy. 

"Oh yes. Fuck me." She whimpered as the cock moved a bit faster inside her. She kept her eyes closed as the sensations flew over her body. Finally her lips formed one word. "Andrew."

Andrew stopped moving, he lifted his eyes from her breast as he looked at her. She had her eyes closed, was breathing heavily but she also had a smile on her lips. He had half his ghostly cock buried inside her. He could feel her moving her pussy over him, massaging him with her body. He gave up a low moan as he closed his own eyes. He looked back into her eyes as she raised her hands, as if trying to touch him. 

Then she began to speak. "Andrew Wallace. I know it is you. I know why you are doing this. But you have to let go of the past. I know I look like your bitch of a wife but I'm not her. She died almost 60 years ago when she tried to spring her husband from the hangman's noose. The sheriff shot her in the back." She kept her eyes closed even as she reached out towards him. 

Andrew kept his body still, listening to her words. 

"I'm sorry she hurt you. I'm sorry they took your life away from you. But you need to let go of the past or you will be trapped here forever. If you feel the need to make me pay for her sins, I will gladly give you my body. If it will release you then you can keep me on the brink all night. But let go of your hate Andrew. I know from stories through the years that you were a good man. Don't let her turn your death into a nightmare." 

She stopped talking as her hands dropped to the bed and she turned her head from his. He felt tears stream down his cheeks. He couldn't hurt her, it wasn't her fault. He held himself buried inside her as he concentrated with all his might. 

He had let some of the other women see a glimpse of him but none of them would ever see what the woman beneath him saw.

He rested a solid hand against her face. "Tell me your name."

Claudia was startled when she heard the voice, but even more startled when she opened her eyes to see the man lying on top of her. She smiled softly as she rested her hands around his neck. "My name is Claudia Wallace."

He looked at her in surprise." Wallace?"

She nodded. "She kept your name. Even after her and blackjack were married. I don't know why. It has been a tradition throughout the years to keep the Wallace name."

Andrew moved slowly once again inside her as he kissed her softly. "I'm glad."

She pressed her body against him. "How is this possible? I mean your not...?"

He chuckled sourly even as he continued to slowly fuck her. "No my dear, I'm still dead. But I can focus my energy to be solid. I'll never be alive again but you can actually feel me now." 

He kissed her cheek as she ran her hands over his back, then down to his butt, pulling him deeper inside her as she moaned. "Oh Andrew..." She cried as he suddenly started slamming hard and fast into her. "Fuck me."

Andrew fucked her hard, watching her eyes as he pushed her closer and closer to release. When he felt her convulse he let himself go. He couldn't actually cum anymore but he still felt it within him. Suddenly he felt like there was warmth behind him. He turned his head to see a bright light. 

He pulled out of her body as he sat on the bed beside her. "Do you see that?" He asked in awe.

Claudia, who was still recovering from her orgasm, looked at the dark wall. "See what?"

"A bright light. It is as if it is beckoning to me."

She smiled as tears filled her eyes. "It is Andrew. It is beckoning you home. You were able to let go of your anger at Patricia. That is what has held you here all these years." She nodded her head towards the wall. "She is waiting for you."

He looked at her then back towards the light as Patricia stepped out of it. She was as beautiful as the day he had married her. "I am so sorry Andrew." She said softly touching his cheek. "I was a fool. Come home my darling."

Andrew put his hand in hers then once more turned to Claudia. "Thank you." He kissed her cheek softly then followed Patricia into the light.

Claudia felt the soft kiss then it was as it was before. She was once again alone in the room. She curled up in a ball and fell into a deep sleep.

When she returned home the next day, Sylvia, Mitch and Frank all looked at her. "What happened?" Frank asked as she moved onto his lap on the couch.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him softly. "Andrew is at peace."

The three people looked at her in shock. "You mean...You mean?" Sylvia asked her mouth open.

Claudia smiled. "Yup. The legend was true. I guess it goes to show that some legends are."

Then she pulled Frank into her room, locking the door, and then spent the rest of the day welcoming him not only into her body but into her heart.

As she lay beneath him, feeling him thrust wildly into her, she wondered if Andrew had let Patricia back into his heart. 

As Frank came deep inside her, a ray of sunshine broke through the clouds and Claudia smiled. She knew then that the answer to her question was yes.

THE END