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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M, Other
  Fandom:
      No_Fandom, Original_Work
  Character:
      Jason
  Additional Tags:
      Porn, Ghosts
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-04-21 Updated: 2015-04-22 Chapters: 2/? Words: 2663
****** The Day I Died ******
by Zeppola
Summary
     Jason, a 19 year old still living with his parents has a fatal
     experience that leaves him in some sort of purgatory, stuck in our
     world. He (of course) uses these powers of interacting with our world
     and simultaneously being forgotten to live out all of the nasty
     fantasies he always wanted to do whilst alive.
Notes
     First Chapter has no porn and is intent on world and character
     development. The chapters after are intended to live out the author's
     personal fantasies and therefore be warned of some content that may
     offend or appall.
***** The Midnight Stroll *****
 
“110, 115, 120. 120 dollars,” Jason counted the crumpled and mismatched bills
that had been left on the kitchen counter. He bundled the money up and looked
to the yellow post-it note still stuck to the counter.
 
“We’ll be back Friday, don’t burn the house down! Love, Mom,” Jason read aloud,
crumpling the note and throwing it into the trash bin under the sink. He walked
around the kitchen for a bit before continuing to his room. This wasn’t the
first time his Mom had left unannounced, going on some “business trip” or to
some bar looking for a suitor. Jason never argued with her about this the few
times he saw her, mostly because he knew how hard it must be raising him by
herself. Jason’s rather average physique and his addiction to anything internet
or online related left him lacking in friend’s, and his mother’s demanding job
had made him no less a trouble child. He had grown up to eventually gain the
manners “every young boy should have” according to his mother, but he was still
very mischievous, even just having turned 19 he had no luck getting a job or
moving out, centering most of his life around his many internet personas. Even
after having just read his mother would be out for several days, he went on his
PC. He immediately went on incognito mode and started opening his various porn
pages, opening his fly and pulling down his pants, stroking his erection. It
only took a couple of minutes for him to blow his load, and a couple more to
clean up the mess. After doing this on repeat for a while, his normal routine,
he got up, hungry again after having ate earlier. He walked over to the
opposite side of the apartment to grab something to eat before realizing that
the fridge had been empty the last time he checked. Jason would’ve normally
waited for his mother to replenish the fridge as he depleted his fluids, but
with her being away on business, Jason grabbed his coat and the wad of cash and
left for the grocery store.
 
On his way to the grocery store, he decided to take the usual back alley
shortcut. He had gotten to about halfway down the block before he heard some
noises coming from inside one of the buildings. He had started slowing down
before a hooded man bust out of a door behind Jason, walking briskly down the
alley towards him. Jason increased the pace and started running, the hooded man
only increasing in pace with him. Jason looked behind him as he ran, unaware of
the outstretched leg in front of him. Jason tripped on the leg, going head over
heels as he fell on his head, rolling forward onto his back. Jason’s vision was
blurry, but as his vision started to get clearer, his eyes focused on the gun
pointed squarely at his face. The man spoke through the bandana wrapped around
his face.
 
“Unless you want me to cap you, I suggest you hand me your wallet and phone,”
Jason couldn’t detect any hesitation in the man’s voice, so he reached into his
pocket for the wad of cash. As he was pulling it out, the other man who had
been standing over Jason’s head looked down the alleyway, patting the armed man
on the shoulder. Both of them temporarily looked down the alley, where Jason
looked up to see a man holding his phone, trying to hide. The man was dialing
numbers frantically into his cell phone. The man looked towards Jason and the
two men above him, yelling.
 
“Get away from that boy! I’m calling the cops!”
 
The two men froze in place. During their confusion, Jason grabbed at the gun,
now lowered towards his stomach. The armed thug snapped out of his confusion
and wrestled for the gun, his grip holding firm. As Jason tried for a final
pull to grab the gun, the armed thug pulled as well, squeezing the trigger.
Jason halted, dropping to his knees. His ears were ringing and his vision was
blurry but he could make out the thugs yelling at each other as they ran down
the alley. Jason looked around to see the cellphone man running away as well,
screaming “Oh god no!” Jason felt his body getting warmer, wet. He looked down
to see a stream of crimson liquid running from his chest down his legs, pooling
around his knees. Jason’s vision continued getting blurrier until he slumped to
the floor. The world went dark around him.
 
The next several hours were a blur for Jason as he lay in the alleyway, left to
his thoughts. He thought about his life, or rather lack thereof. He thought of
how lonely he truly was, only exemplified by the cold alleyway with no one in
it and the pool of blood lying around his face, crawling up to drown him. He
thought of his old high school classes, about the biology courses and how long
it took a man to bleed out. Jason hadn’t been keeping count, but knew he would
be gone soon. As he lay on the concrete of the alley, he blacked out again.
 
Jason awoke again, this time to the early daylight seeping through the
buildings. He opened his eyes, his vision no longer blurry but clear. In fact,
he could swear he could see a lot better than the night before. He turned his
head, his hair scratching on the cold concrete. He raised his head, still
looking down the alley as he noticed that the pool of blood around his body was
gone and he no longer felt a stabbing, piercing pain in his chest. He sat up on
the floor, his legs still splayed and his arms now reaching back to prop
himself up. He looked around once again, this time getting a better view of his
surroundings. He was in the same alley from last night, but instead of a pool
of blood on the floor, there was but a red tinge to the concrete. The red tinge
lead to a drain down the alley. It looked as if someone had mopped up the blood
from last night. Jason slowly stood up, getting limber from laying on concrete
all night. Jason started to walk towards the main street when he noticed
something in the corner of his eye. Though still confused as to how he was fine
from what he assumed was a fatal gunshot with so little as a memory. He noticed
a dumpster with some more of the same red stain from the concrete. Jason slowly
walked over to it and started to open the lid. As the old plastic trash can
opened, Jason saw a jacket sleeve. It looked familiar. Jason swung the lid of
the dumpster open, and the stench overwhelmed him, he put his sleeve over his
face as he turned away from the dumpster. He started coughing, eyes tearing at
the rotten smell. As he finished, he looked at his sleeve, and he remembered.
His sleeve was the same as the one in the dumpster. He looked back at the trash
can to see a face looking back at him, eyes dead and face cold. The rest of the
body had been twisted into the trash can and the thought of the corpse made
Jason sick.

“It’s… me,” Jason was appalled. He started dry heaving at the sight of his
mangled corpse. He backed away from the dumpster, falling on his ass. Jason
scrambled to the wall of the opposite building as he tried to catch his breath.
He looked at his hands, clawing at his face trying to make sure that this was
real or that this wasn’t some sick joke. As Jason did this, a young woman came
walking down the alley. Jason was too scared and panicked to do anything as the
woman strolled towards the dumpster. As she neared it her face shriveled up,
obviously smelling the rotting corpse. She inched closer, now curious as to
what was the cause of the stench. The woman looked into the dumpster and
screamed.
***** New Experiences *****
Chapter Summary
     Jason tests his new-found powers upon an innocent jogger.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
“Ma’am! Hello! Help! Can you see me?” Jason was frantically trying to get this
woman’s attention. The young blonde jogger was still screaming hysterically at
the dumpster containing Jason’s body. Jason was still trying to calm her down,
but she completely ignored him. Jason, having almost forgotten that he was
currently dead. The woman, having gotten exhausted from the constant screaming,
started to sob uncontrollably. Jason instinctively reached an arm out, but upon
touching her, he was shocked that he actually touched her, firmly grabbing her
toned arm and immediately letting go, backing away. He looked at his hand,
wondering how he was able to touch her. The woman looked up quizzically,
craning her neck in either direction, wondering who grabbed her. Her eyes
passed right over Jason, dashing away any hope he had that he was, in fact,
real. Jason, still curious as to how he could touch the woman, reached out for
her arm again, this time gripping the girl’s arm without letting go. The girl
recoiled from his touch again, this time looking right at him. Her eyes bugged
out of her head for a second, but otherwise she seemed calm.
 
“You- you’re…” She pointed towards the trash can. Jason was once again shocked,
this time that she acknowledged him.
 
“Wait!? You can see me? You can actually see me?” Jason’s grip tightened on the
girl, but she didn’t try and resist him. The girl seemed like Jason’s very
touch was a sedative, not reacting like someone being grabbed by a ghost
should.
 
“Ye-yes. But you’re… dead, right?” Jason started chuckling, somehow amused that
the girl, after seeing his body, would really ask that.
 
“Yes, I am dead. What I’m wondering is, how can you see me?” Jason put his
other arm on the girl’s shoulder, starting to calm down for the first time
since he left his apartment.
 
“Well… okay. But, that makes you a ghost right?”
 
“Yeah… pretty much,” Jason chuckled again, surprised how lax the girl was, how
relaxed HE was. The girl tentatively put her hand on Jason’s lap, nearing where
Jason could only assume his manhood still was. As her hand settled near his
crotch, he was assured his manhood was still there by the twitch it sent in
response to the girl’s forwardness.
 
“So… can you still feel?” The girl inquired in a more sultry tone, starting to
slowly rub Jason’s leg. Jason was getting hard now, which only made the answer
to the girl’s question more obvious. Jason was now getting freaked out by the
girl who had not ten minutes earlier stumbled upon a dead body, HIS dead body,
and now wanted to have sex with him. Jason thought for a moment, about what was
happening. A thought popped into his head and he spoke.
 
“Before we continue, could you hit yourself real quick?” Jason asked, testing
his theory. The girl smacked herself, without hesitation. Jason was taken aback
for a moment, then continued with his theory.
 
“Now pat your head and rub your stomach,” The girl did as Jason asked, and
Jason had the most devious thoughts. He had some sort of power over this girl,
perhaps a new found power from ghost hood. As he was thinking of what to do to
her, the girl lunged for Jason’s pants. She hastily unbuckled his belt and
dropped his jeans around his ankles, his boxers soon after. Jason’s manhood
sprung up, coming face to face with the twinkling blue eyes of the jogger.
Jason’s pants had always been particularly tight around his crotch. The girl
quickly took the base into her hands, looking up at Jason in excitement. Jason
nodded and she started to kiss the tip, just nuzzling the head in her lips.
Jason gently put one hand on the top of the girl’s head, the other one holding
her hair out of the way. The girl was now licking up and down Jason’s full
length, only making it more and more stiff. Jason was getting impatient now and
started thinking of the girl’s clothes, or more aptly, the removal of them. As
if on cue, the girl darted a hand to her track top, starting to unzip it as she
stood up. Her other hand still firmly on Jason’s base, slowly rubbing it. She
finished unzipping her top and shimmied out of her pants, leaving her only in
her pure white lace panties and black striped bra. Jason reached around her and
undid her bra, letting her perky breasts slip out to compliment her toned
figure. Jason started fondling them and sucking them, getting low moans from
the girl. He bit on her nipple, this time returned by a shrill squeak. Jason
whispered in the girl’s ear, grabbing her hand and resting it back on his
erection.
 
“I think it’s time you finished what you started,” As he said this, the girl
nipped at his ear and dropped onto her knees. Cutting straight to the chase,
she put the head in her mouth, slowly working her way down. The girl put Jason
in as far as she could go, stopping about ⅔ of the way down his now throbbing
length. The girl then backed out, proceeding all the way back to Jason’s head
before pushing back down. Jason had started thinking to himself while
mesmerized by the random jogger bobbing up and down on Jason’s manhood. He
thought about how she obeyed even his thoughts, and he decided to test this. He
thought of the girl going all the way down his length, and how amazing it would
feel. The girl stopped for a second, as if processing her new command. She then
pushed down to as far as her mouth would go, this time wrapping her arms around
Jason’s waist as she pulled herself forward. Jason’s head pushed past her
mouth, and slid into her throat. The girl started choking, but quickly
recovered and kept going. She fit the entirety of Jason into her throat and her
chin was currently pressed against his testicles. Jason took control now,
grabbing the girl by her head and pulling out, before slamming himself back
into her mouth again. He started slowly at first, sliding her full lips up and
down, smearing the light lipstick she had on all over his member. She started
slobbering all over his length, only providing less resistance when Jason
started to move his hips back and forth. He let the poor girl breathe every
couple of thrusts, but soon he was full on pounding her face, smashing her nose
against his thighs as his balls slapped her chin. He was getting close and
started to pull out, but the girl grabbed his legs and held herself down. The
tightness of her raw throat was too much and Jason shot his seed straight down
the jogger’s throat, lining her mouth. The girl started choking and pushed
Jason out of her mouth as strings of cum were still spurting out. Jason held
his base, painting the girl’s face before finally empty. As he finished, he
stuck his member back inside the girl’s mouth. She sucked him clean before
swallowing his load. Jason and the girl got dressed and Jason took a few steps
away to grab the girl’s bra, but as he turned back, the girl had a confused
look on her face.

“Your bra?” Jason asked, but the girl could’t hear him. She started looking
around, having forgot what happened. Jason quickly closed the lid to the trash,
which had been open the entire time, as the girl put her clothes on in disgust.
Jason thought about how cool his new powers were, and had been still watching
as the girl felt her face and upon touching the thick cum painting it,
screamed.
Chapter End Notes
     This is a more vanilla sex scene, but don't worry! the transition to
     full on porn has begun, so expect dirtier and kinkier chapters after
     this one.
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