Be sure to join us for the conclusion of A Halloween to Remember tomorrow
*warning contains m/f, f/f and group sex situations*
She looked around. Oh. My. God. She was in the freakin’ graveyard, butt naked, lying in the grass. Where the hell was Dimitri? More importantly, where were her clothes?
She glanced around, spotting her dress over by the bench, but not before she caught a glimpse of the name on the tombstone in front of her. She pushed at the tall grass around it not believing what she was seeing. After wiping at the years of dust and dirt on top, there it was in bold letters.
Dimitri Ivanof
1860-1889
“Hey, D. I didn’t know you were still here.”
“Uh, yeah, well I ran into that guy I’d seen in the library. We had a pretty wild night. I just woke up in the graveyard.”
Chrissy’s eyes popped open wide, no longer sleep blurry. “You what? Help me up. I need coffee and you need to spill.”
Adena smiled and helped her up. Chrissy didn’t even bother to look for clothes, just proudly strutted her naked body to the kitchen to make coffee.
Her bobbing breasts and beautiful ass were making Adena horny again. She didn’t think it was possible so soon after the thorough working over Dimitri had given her. On the other hand, Chrissy could make an impotent priest want pussy.
Adena watched Chrissy work. It was driving her wild.
“Are you gonna spill anytime soon?” Chrissy turned and asked Adena.
“Chrissy, could you please put some clothes or a robe or something? I know you’re completely comfortable walking around naked, but I’m not. You’re…affecting me.”
Chrissy smiled that come-fuck-me grin, “After all these years you finally admit you’re hot for me?”
“Chrissy, a gay guy would turn straight just to bang you.”
“I know. It’s happened,” she giggled.
Adena rolled her eyes.
“OK! OK! I’ll grab a robe.” She disappeared for a minute, then came back covered with a black velvet robe quite apropos for Halloween. “Spill.”
“Right. I finally hooked up with the guy from the library. He was real…kinda.”
“What do you mean kinda?”
Adena told Chrissy everything right to the point of waking up in the cemetery in front of Dimitri’s headstone.
“You’ve got to be shittin’ me?” was her initial response. “Did you say his name was Dimitri? Dimitri Ivanof? Holy shit, D. That’s the guy who built this place back in the eighteen hundreds. I found his journal in a secret compartment in the bedroom when we were remodeling. It spoke of him coming to America with his parents, two sisters and several servants. Sadly, they all became ill on the boat that brought them to America. Everyone, but him, died while he was building this house. It was a home for his bride, but there was never a bride. He recovered from the illness, only to die soon after completing the house…before finding his true love.”
“That’s crazy. It sounds like some twisted fairy tale crap.”
“This coming from the chick that fucked a dead guy all night and woke up on his grave.”
“So, you’re saying, at this point, anything is possible?”
“In his journal, he went on and on about finding the right woman. He was really into the true love, love conquers all deal. He just never found the one. He found sharks and money hungry witches that wanted him for his money, ‘cause according to the journal, he was loaded. Then, after his family passed away, he was even richer because he inherited the family fortune.
The light makes it harder for the spirits to be seen.”
“So, you’re saying when night falls I may be able to see him again?”
“Let’s hope so. Didn’t you say the last thing you remember about him is him telling you that love could bring him back. Do you love him, D?”
“I just met the guy, Chriss.”
“So, I knew right away Martin was the one. We hooked up, boffed like bunnies, then joined an orgy and boffed like a bunch of horny bunnies, then came home and fell asleep in each other’s arms. It was instant love.”
“That’s great, Chriss. But, I don’t know.” Adena sat there and thought about everything she’d felt the night before. It was instant lust, extreme desire, pure passion…but love? How could she know if she loved a man…a ghost who she knew nothing about.
Then, Adena had a thought. “Chriss, where’s that journal?”
Chrissy ran upstairs and brought back an old leather bound journal. Adena’s hands shook as she took it from her. When she opened it, a rush of emotion hit her.
Just then, Martin walked in butt naked with a stiff boner and grabbed Chrissy from behind. He bent her over the counter, threw her robe up around her back and pushed his big cock right into her.
“Come on you guys! You have to go at it first thing in the morning?”
“It’s how we wake up and greet the day,” Chrissy smiled through her little moans of pleasure “Why don’t you take your book up to the library for some privacy?”
“Great idea.” Adena hauled butt up to the library to get away from Chrissy and her overly horny husband.
* * * *
After stealing some clean clothes and underwear from Chrissy’s room, she took a detour to the restroom for a quick shower. Once she felt somewhat refreshed, Adena settled into a big comfy couch in the library. She poured over Dimitri’s journal for hours. The more she read, the closer she felt to him. Chrissy had been right. She and Dimitri were so much alike. They both loved beautiful things, and they both had a thing for books, evident from Dimitri’s collection still filling the shelves of the library he’d built.
Adena’s heart filled. Yes, damnit, she was in love with Dimitri, in love with a dead man. Of all the impossible situations, how the hell could love bring him back?
This was the real world not some magic laced fairy tale.
Maybe Chrissy, with all her occult and general knowledge of spookiness, would know something.
And think of devil, Chrissy strutted in wearing a short little blue dress. That was probably all she had on, judging from the way her breasts bounced as she walked.
“Good. I was hoping you would come in. How do you think I could bring him back? He said love could bring him back.”
“I don’t know, D. Let me grab some of my books and see if we can’t figure something out before nightfall.”
Chrissy bent over and dug around one of the lower shelves. She pulled out a stack of newer books, quite unlike the leather bound and cloth ones that had been Dimitri’s. And yeah, she’d put on nothing under that dress. Her pretty little pussy and beautiful ass peaked out at Adena from below the short hem that rode up when Chrissy bent over.
“Do you ever wear underwear?” Adena asked Chrissy.
“Sometimes. Not usually at home though. Especially not when Martin’s home. You never know when we’ll feel the urge.”
“God. You two are seriously oversexed.”
“Yeah, you could use a little more sex in your life. It’d make you happier.”
Chrissy crept closer. “You know, I’ve been aching to do you for years, D. I know how you feel though about our friendship, and I know you worry that sex could screw it all up. It wouldn’t. Really, it wouldn’t. Why don’t you just indulge this once before you go committing yourself to a ghost? I’ve seen the way you look at me.”
Her body moved closer to Adena’s, and Chrissy’s hand crept under her dress. Chrissy’s fingers caressed Adena’s outer lips as her other hand found its way to her breast. Chrissy leaned into Adena, grazing her lips with her own soft, sweet pouty pink ones.
Adena was in lesbian heaven. She’d fantasized about this, about Chrissy, for so long. But, they were friends, and you don’t fuck your friends. On the flip side, maybe Chrissy was right. Maybe, Adena should indulge for once.
Adena gave in and kissed Chrissy back. Darting her tongue into Chrissy’s mouth, she let her fingers creep between her friend’s legs. She found Chrissy open, slick and ready. Adena teased Chrissy’s clit with her thumb until she moaned and pushed against her. Adena slid one finger into her slick heat and almost came herself from the sheer ecstasy it brought. No wonder men wanted this so bad. She couldn’t imagine how it must feel on a super sensitive penis. Chrissy pulled back and yanked off her dress. Then, she pushed and tugged at Adena’s until they were both naked on the sofa.
Adena heard Dimitri’s voice and felt his soft breath on her ear. “You are so beautiful. I hope you don’t mind if I watch. Two women is such a fantasy, such exquisite beauty. I will enjoy seeing the two of you together.”
Oh, thank god, she thought. She’d feared the whole being with Chrissy thing would be like cheating, making the true love thing null and void. At the least, now she didn’t have to be afraid of Dimitri being jealous.
“Never jealous of another woman my dear, Adena. I can offer you things no woman can, but this is a pleasure I would not deny you. I just wish I could share in it with you, make love to you while you make love to her. Perhaps, after you bring me back tonight…” His voice drifted off and Adena moved between Chrissy’s legs.
She was tender, feminine beauty. Lips full and swollen, pink and slick with her juices. Adena leaned in and took a hesitant lick. Could she do this? She’d never been with a woman, not like this, not all the way.
Chrissy tasted like raspberry and honey, sweet and delightful. Adena dove in, licking and kissing her, spreading her lips and gazing deep into her feminine secrets. She licked her inside and out. Teasing and taunting, she couldn’t get enough.
Chrissy moaned, moving under her mouth, curling her fingers into Adena’s hair, pulling her further into her friend’s body. Chrissy demanded more from Adena. So, Adena complied by dipping a finger inside her and wrapping her lips around Chrissy’s rigid clit. While putting on a little pressure and then gently sucking with her mouth, she swirled her finger inside her.
He didn’t wait for Adena to answer, just pushed Chrissy over and slid into her drenched pussy. Adena moved off the sofa but couldn’t take her eyes off Martin’s shaft plunging in and out of Chrissy’s tight pink hole. So hot. So wet.
Adena leaned over the desk and took a deep breath. Then, she felt something probing her from behind. She turned to look, but couldn’t see a thing.
Dimitri whispered in her ear, “Don’t be afraid. You can’t see me right now, but I can make you feel me.”
Now, Adena was honestly getting fucked by a ghost. She couldn’t see him, but as his rigid staff entered her, she could definitely feel him. She moaned, sprawling across the desk as Dimitri pressed into her heated center, pushing, thrusting, harder and harder, faster and faster.
Adena felt deliciously dizzy. He drove into her wildly while she watched Martin and Chrissy go at it on the sofa. Adena could feel Dimitri’s hands creeping up her body until they gripped her breasts. He pulled her up and back, holding her against him.
“Come for me, Adena. Come for me now!” he demanded.
Adena did as he asked, Her body was more than willing to obey his command. As the orgasm crashed over her, she heard Chrissy’s cries from the sofa. They were all coming together. She felt Dimitri’s hot seed spread through her. Then, he was gone. She almost fell from the loss of his body against hers.
“What the hell?”
Faintly, she heard, “Sorry my love…energy…lost…will be back…dark.”
Copyright © 2011 Roxanne Rhoads
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.
1860-1889
It wasn’t possible. Her Dimitri had to be a descendent or an ancestor. There was no way she’d spent the night banging a guy who had been dead for over 120 years.
Had she?
Shit! This was just too much. Could the man of her dreams been just a dream? Did she get drunk, wander out into the garden, strip off her clothes and dream the whole thing?
Nope! as she got up, Adena could feel all the delightful aches and pains that only really good sex could give you. Not to mention, there was sticky, crusty residue left all over her body.
Dimitri had been real enough to come over and over again all over her body.
She made her way over to her dress, though it seemed so far away. Picking up the pile, she noticed her underwear were worthless as were her fishnet stockings. At least, the dress wasn’t torn.
She put on her dress and laced up the top. Grabbing her heels, she made her way into the old house.
It was still very early. Naked bodies were passed out everywhere. It’d been one wild party.
Adena found Chrissy stuffed between Martin and the big breasted brunette she’d encountered by the bathroom the night before.
“Chrissy. Chrissy wake up. I need to talk to you.” Chrissy mumbled and stretched, still looking fabulous even blurry-eyed. She was completely naked, spread eagle on a blanket on the floor.
Her pussy lips were swollen, red and glistening with moisture. In other words, she looked thoroughly fucked.
Adena’s ached, she wondered if that was how her nether region looked.
Had she?
Shit! This was just too much. Could the man of her dreams been just a dream? Did she get drunk, wander out into the garden, strip off her clothes and dream the whole thing?
Nope! as she got up, Adena could feel all the delightful aches and pains that only really good sex could give you. Not to mention, there was sticky, crusty residue left all over her body.
Dimitri had been real enough to come over and over again all over her body.
She made her way over to her dress, though it seemed so far away. Picking up the pile, she noticed her underwear were worthless as were her fishnet stockings. At least, the dress wasn’t torn.
She put on her dress and laced up the top. Grabbing her heels, she made her way into the old house.
It was still very early. Naked bodies were passed out everywhere. It’d been one wild party.
Adena found Chrissy stuffed between Martin and the big breasted brunette she’d encountered by the bathroom the night before.
“Chrissy. Chrissy wake up. I need to talk to you.” Chrissy mumbled and stretched, still looking fabulous even blurry-eyed. She was completely naked, spread eagle on a blanket on the floor.
Her pussy lips were swollen, red and glistening with moisture. In other words, she looked thoroughly fucked.
Adena’s ached, she wondered if that was how her nether region looked.
“Hey, D. I didn’t know you were still here.”
“Uh, yeah, well I ran into that guy I’d seen in the library. We had a pretty wild night. I just woke up in the graveyard.”
Chrissy’s eyes popped open wide, no longer sleep blurry. “You what? Help me up. I need coffee and you need to spill.”
Adena smiled and helped her up. Chrissy didn’t even bother to look for clothes, just proudly strutted her naked body to the kitchen to make coffee.
Her bobbing breasts and beautiful ass were making Adena horny again. She didn’t think it was possible so soon after the thorough working over Dimitri had given her. On the other hand, Chrissy could make an impotent priest want pussy.
Adena watched Chrissy work. It was driving her wild.
“Are you gonna spill anytime soon?” Chrissy turned and asked Adena.
“Chrissy, could you please put some clothes or a robe or something? I know you’re completely comfortable walking around naked, but I’m not. You’re…affecting me.”
Chrissy smiled that come-fuck-me grin, “After all these years you finally admit you’re hot for me?”
“Chrissy, a gay guy would turn straight just to bang you.”
“I know. It’s happened,” she giggled.
Adena rolled her eyes.
“OK! OK! I’ll grab a robe.” She disappeared for a minute, then came back covered with a black velvet robe quite apropos for Halloween. “Spill.”
“Right. I finally hooked up with the guy from the library. He was real…kinda.”
“What do you mean kinda?”
Adena told Chrissy everything right to the point of waking up in the cemetery in front of Dimitri’s headstone.
“You’ve got to be shittin’ me?” was her initial response. “Did you say his name was Dimitri? Dimitri Ivanof? Holy shit, D. That’s the guy who built this place back in the eighteen hundreds. I found his journal in a secret compartment in the bedroom when we were remodeling. It spoke of him coming to America with his parents, two sisters and several servants. Sadly, they all became ill on the boat that brought them to America. Everyone, but him, died while he was building this house. It was a home for his bride, but there was never a bride. He recovered from the illness, only to die soon after completing the house…before finding his true love.”
“That’s crazy. It sounds like some twisted fairy tale crap.”
“This coming from the chick that fucked a dead guy all night and woke up on his grave.”
“So, you’re saying, at this point, anything is possible?”
“In his journal, he went on and on about finding the right woman. He was really into the true love, love conquers all deal. He just never found the one. He found sharks and money hungry witches that wanted him for his money, ‘cause according to the journal, he was loaded. Then, after his family passed away, he was even richer because he inherited the family fortune.
Anyway, he was killed in some kind of accident, and I guess buried right here along with his family and all the servants who’d come here with him from Russia. This is wild, D. This means you’re the one. He fell for you, and you fell for him. You guys would be perfect. He was all into books and antiques and fine art and all that stuff you love and know so much about.”
“Sure, we’d be perfect for each except for that one pesky little detail…he’s been dead for over 120 years! I’m thinking whatever is left in that grave is not the sexy guy I made love to last night.”
“Right, right, right. Last night…Halloween, veil between the worlds…”
“Chriss, you’re mumbling. Want to clue me in?”
“You saw him last night as it got close to midnight. When did you see and touch and feel him…in the flesh?”
“Ah…the clock, it was just starting to strike midnight when I caught a glimpse of him going out the French doors onto the patio.”
“Yes, midnight! D, you know I love all things spooky and creepy, right?”
“Of course.”
“In my studies…you know I only love books if they have something to do with sex or the occult. Anyway, I learned that, supposedly, the veil between the worlds is lifted as the clock strikes midnight on Halloween and can remain that way until midnight when Halloween ends. But, during the day, the veil is kinda in limbo.
“Sure, we’d be perfect for each except for that one pesky little detail…he’s been dead for over 120 years! I’m thinking whatever is left in that grave is not the sexy guy I made love to last night.”
“Right, right, right. Last night…Halloween, veil between the worlds…”
“Chriss, you’re mumbling. Want to clue me in?”
“You saw him last night as it got close to midnight. When did you see and touch and feel him…in the flesh?”
“Ah…the clock, it was just starting to strike midnight when I caught a glimpse of him going out the French doors onto the patio.”
“Yes, midnight! D, you know I love all things spooky and creepy, right?”
“Of course.”
“In my studies…you know I only love books if they have something to do with sex or the occult. Anyway, I learned that, supposedly, the veil between the worlds is lifted as the clock strikes midnight on Halloween and can remain that way until midnight when Halloween ends. But, during the day, the veil is kinda in limbo.
The light makes it harder for the spirits to be seen.”
“So, you’re saying when night falls I may be able to see him again?”
“Let’s hope so. Didn’t you say the last thing you remember about him is him telling you that love could bring him back. Do you love him, D?”
“I just met the guy, Chriss.”
“So, I knew right away Martin was the one. We hooked up, boffed like bunnies, then joined an orgy and boffed like a bunch of horny bunnies, then came home and fell asleep in each other’s arms. It was instant love.”
“That’s great, Chriss. But, I don’t know.” Adena sat there and thought about everything she’d felt the night before. It was instant lust, extreme desire, pure passion…but love? How could she know if she loved a man…a ghost who she knew nothing about.
Then, Adena had a thought. “Chriss, where’s that journal?”
Chrissy ran upstairs and brought back an old leather bound journal. Adena’s hands shook as she took it from her. When she opened it, a rush of emotion hit her.
Just then, Martin walked in butt naked with a stiff boner and grabbed Chrissy from behind. He bent her over the counter, threw her robe up around her back and pushed his big cock right into her.
“Come on you guys! You have to go at it first thing in the morning?”
“It’s how we wake up and greet the day,” Chrissy smiled through her little moans of pleasure “Why don’t you take your book up to the library for some privacy?”
“Great idea.” Adena hauled butt up to the library to get away from Chrissy and her overly horny husband.
* * * *
After stealing some clean clothes and underwear from Chrissy’s room, she took a detour to the restroom for a quick shower. Once she felt somewhat refreshed, Adena settled into a big comfy couch in the library. She poured over Dimitri’s journal for hours. The more she read, the closer she felt to him. Chrissy had been right. She and Dimitri were so much alike. They both loved beautiful things, and they both had a thing for books, evident from Dimitri’s collection still filling the shelves of the library he’d built.
Adena’s heart filled. Yes, damnit, she was in love with Dimitri, in love with a dead man. Of all the impossible situations, how the hell could love bring him back?
This was the real world not some magic laced fairy tale.
Maybe Chrissy, with all her occult and general knowledge of spookiness, would know something.
And think of devil, Chrissy strutted in wearing a short little blue dress. That was probably all she had on, judging from the way her breasts bounced as she walked.
“Good. I was hoping you would come in. How do you think I could bring him back? He said love could bring him back.”
“I don’t know, D. Let me grab some of my books and see if we can’t figure something out before nightfall.”
Chrissy bent over and dug around one of the lower shelves. She pulled out a stack of newer books, quite unlike the leather bound and cloth ones that had been Dimitri’s. And yeah, she’d put on nothing under that dress. Her pretty little pussy and beautiful ass peaked out at Adena from below the short hem that rode up when Chrissy bent over.
“Do you ever wear underwear?” Adena asked Chrissy.
“Sometimes. Not usually at home though. Especially not when Martin’s home. You never know when we’ll feel the urge.”
“God. You two are seriously oversexed.”
“Yeah, you could use a little more sex in your life. It’d make you happier.”
Chrissy crept closer. “You know, I’ve been aching to do you for years, D. I know how you feel though about our friendship, and I know you worry that sex could screw it all up. It wouldn’t. Really, it wouldn’t. Why don’t you just indulge this once before you go committing yourself to a ghost? I’ve seen the way you look at me.”
Her body moved closer to Adena’s, and Chrissy’s hand crept under her dress. Chrissy’s fingers caressed Adena’s outer lips as her other hand found its way to her breast. Chrissy leaned into Adena, grazing her lips with her own soft, sweet pouty pink ones.
Adena was in lesbian heaven. She’d fantasized about this, about Chrissy, for so long. But, they were friends, and you don’t fuck your friends. On the flip side, maybe Chrissy was right. Maybe, Adena should indulge for once.
Adena gave in and kissed Chrissy back. Darting her tongue into Chrissy’s mouth, she let her fingers creep between her friend’s legs. She found Chrissy open, slick and ready. Adena teased Chrissy’s clit with her thumb until she moaned and pushed against her. Adena slid one finger into her slick heat and almost came herself from the sheer ecstasy it brought. No wonder men wanted this so bad. She couldn’t imagine how it must feel on a super sensitive penis. Chrissy pulled back and yanked off her dress. Then, she pushed and tugged at Adena’s until they were both naked on the sofa.
Adena heard Dimitri’s voice and felt his soft breath on her ear. “You are so beautiful. I hope you don’t mind if I watch. Two women is such a fantasy, such exquisite beauty. I will enjoy seeing the two of you together.”
Oh, thank god, she thought. She’d feared the whole being with Chrissy thing would be like cheating, making the true love thing null and void. At the least, now she didn’t have to be afraid of Dimitri being jealous.
“Never jealous of another woman my dear, Adena. I can offer you things no woman can, but this is a pleasure I would not deny you. I just wish I could share in it with you, make love to you while you make love to her. Perhaps, after you bring me back tonight…” His voice drifted off and Adena moved between Chrissy’s legs.
She was tender, feminine beauty. Lips full and swollen, pink and slick with her juices. Adena leaned in and took a hesitant lick. Could she do this? She’d never been with a woman, not like this, not all the way.
Chrissy tasted like raspberry and honey, sweet and delightful. Adena dove in, licking and kissing her, spreading her lips and gazing deep into her feminine secrets. She licked her inside and out. Teasing and taunting, she couldn’t get enough.
Chrissy moaned, moving under her mouth, curling her fingers into Adena’s hair, pulling her further into her friend’s body. Chrissy demanded more from Adena. So, Adena complied by dipping a finger inside her and wrapping her lips around Chrissy’s rigid clit. While putting on a little pressure and then gently sucking with her mouth, she swirled her finger inside her.
Chrissy’s hips gyrated around Adena. Her ass lifted off the couch. Adena had to hold her down as she bucked and pulsed against her. Coming with ferocity, Chrissy filled Adena’s mouth with her essence. Adena came as Chrissy came. Being with her was such an erotic experience, she couldn’t hold back.
Adena held onto her friend until both of their bodies stopped trembling. Then, she moved up her body, kissing every dip and curve until she found her pert, perky breasts. With those pretty pink nipples hard and tight as pencil erasers, one by one, she sucked each them into her mouth. At the same time, she cupping Chrissy’s large breasts with her small hands, kneading them, caressing them, worshipping them. Then, Adena moved farther up her body until they were face to face, breast to breast.
Adena kissed her, slowly, deeply, passionately. Chrissy pushed Adena back on the sofa and made a slow, teasing descent down her body, a reverse trail from the one Adena had just made on hers.
She started at her mouth. Languidly, she kissed and licked Adena clean like a cat licking off every last drop of cream. Then, she trailed her tongue down Adena’s neck to her chest. Circled each breast, Chrissy latched on hard causing Adena’s body to buck with pleasure until a cry escaped her lips. She meticulously paid attention to each breast, not missing a spot before continuing on her path. Down Adena’s stomach, stopping only to tease her belly button, Chrissy trailed. Her tickle spot on her side caused a giggle to escape Adena’s lips. Finally, Chrissy moved down to the center of her being.
Adena spread her legs eagerly, welcoming the tongue lashing she was about to get.
Chrissy dove in, her tongue filling Adena as far as it would go. Flicking and fucking Adena with her tongue, Chrissy drove her wild. Then, she pulled back and licked all around her wet lips, cleaning her, teasing her, making Adena hotter than ever.
She thrust two, then three, fingers inside Adena, fucking her wildly as she latched onto her clit with her mouth. She drove Adena wild. Adena bucked and thrust against Chrissy, but her friend wouldn’t let go, she wouldn’t stop. The sensations threatened to be too much.
God, she exploded. Warm heat flowed from Adena into Chrissy. and she drank in all of Adena’s desire.
“I’ve wanted you for years, D. I’m so glad you finally gave in.” Chrissy sighed and collapsed. Her breasts pressed against Adena’s. “That was so freakin worth it, D. You are so hawt, girl. You’ll see this will only bring us closer. Friends with benefits is awesome, especially between girls.”
* * * *
“That was so freakin hot.” Martin’s voice came from the doorway.
Adena blushed furiously as she looked at Martin holding his hard as steel cock in his hand. He’d obviously been watching for awhile.
“So, can I join in now? Come on Adena that pussy of yours is aching for some cock now isn’t it? You’re the only one of Chrissy’s friends that I haven’t had the pleasure of banging.” He stepped towards the sofa.
Dimitri’s voice sounded in her ear, “If cock is what you need, I am ready and waiting my love. You have no need for his.”
“No thanks, Martin. Chrissy and I needed to scratch an itch that had been bugging us for a long time. You are not on the menu, but thanks.” It was kinda hard to say no to Martin, but Adena really wanted Dimitri.
“Well, then, you won’t mind if I satisfy myself with my wife quickly, will you?”
Adena held onto her friend until both of their bodies stopped trembling. Then, she moved up her body, kissing every dip and curve until she found her pert, perky breasts. With those pretty pink nipples hard and tight as pencil erasers, one by one, she sucked each them into her mouth. At the same time, she cupping Chrissy’s large breasts with her small hands, kneading them, caressing them, worshipping them. Then, Adena moved farther up her body until they were face to face, breast to breast.
Adena kissed her, slowly, deeply, passionately. Chrissy pushed Adena back on the sofa and made a slow, teasing descent down her body, a reverse trail from the one Adena had just made on hers.
She started at her mouth. Languidly, she kissed and licked Adena clean like a cat licking off every last drop of cream. Then, she trailed her tongue down Adena’s neck to her chest. Circled each breast, Chrissy latched on hard causing Adena’s body to buck with pleasure until a cry escaped her lips. She meticulously paid attention to each breast, not missing a spot before continuing on her path. Down Adena’s stomach, stopping only to tease her belly button, Chrissy trailed. Her tickle spot on her side caused a giggle to escape Adena’s lips. Finally, Chrissy moved down to the center of her being.
Adena spread her legs eagerly, welcoming the tongue lashing she was about to get.
Chrissy dove in, her tongue filling Adena as far as it would go. Flicking and fucking Adena with her tongue, Chrissy drove her wild. Then, she pulled back and licked all around her wet lips, cleaning her, teasing her, making Adena hotter than ever.
She thrust two, then three, fingers inside Adena, fucking her wildly as she latched onto her clit with her mouth. She drove Adena wild. Adena bucked and thrust against Chrissy, but her friend wouldn’t let go, she wouldn’t stop. The sensations threatened to be too much.
God, she exploded. Warm heat flowed from Adena into Chrissy. and she drank in all of Adena’s desire.
“I’ve wanted you for years, D. I’m so glad you finally gave in.” Chrissy sighed and collapsed. Her breasts pressed against Adena’s. “That was so freakin worth it, D. You are so hawt, girl. You’ll see this will only bring us closer. Friends with benefits is awesome, especially between girls.”
* * * *
“That was so freakin hot.” Martin’s voice came from the doorway.
Adena blushed furiously as she looked at Martin holding his hard as steel cock in his hand. He’d obviously been watching for awhile.
“So, can I join in now? Come on Adena that pussy of yours is aching for some cock now isn’t it? You’re the only one of Chrissy’s friends that I haven’t had the pleasure of banging.” He stepped towards the sofa.
Dimitri’s voice sounded in her ear, “If cock is what you need, I am ready and waiting my love. You have no need for his.”
“No thanks, Martin. Chrissy and I needed to scratch an itch that had been bugging us for a long time. You are not on the menu, but thanks.” It was kinda hard to say no to Martin, but Adena really wanted Dimitri.
“Well, then, you won’t mind if I satisfy myself with my wife quickly, will you?”
He didn’t wait for Adena to answer, just pushed Chrissy over and slid into her drenched pussy. Adena moved off the sofa but couldn’t take her eyes off Martin’s shaft plunging in and out of Chrissy’s tight pink hole. So hot. So wet.
Adena leaned over the desk and took a deep breath. Then, she felt something probing her from behind. She turned to look, but couldn’t see a thing.
Dimitri whispered in her ear, “Don’t be afraid. You can’t see me right now, but I can make you feel me.”
Now, Adena was honestly getting fucked by a ghost. She couldn’t see him, but as his rigid staff entered her, she could definitely feel him. She moaned, sprawling across the desk as Dimitri pressed into her heated center, pushing, thrusting, harder and harder, faster and faster.
Adena felt deliciously dizzy. He drove into her wildly while she watched Martin and Chrissy go at it on the sofa. Adena could feel Dimitri’s hands creeping up her body until they gripped her breasts. He pulled her up and back, holding her against him.
“Come for me, Adena. Come for me now!” he demanded.
Adena did as he asked, Her body was more than willing to obey his command. As the orgasm crashed over her, she heard Chrissy’s cries from the sofa. They were all coming together. She felt Dimitri’s hot seed spread through her. Then, he was gone. She almost fell from the loss of his body against hers.
“What the hell?”
Faintly, she heard, “Sorry my love…energy…lost…will be back…dark.”
Copyright © 2011 Roxanne Rhoads
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.
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