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Not truth. Ham give many happy multiple orgasm to Betsey and to me. Some people super stupid. Un believable seeing this. What? What they know? Nothing. Make up lie. Ham was is damn goid lover forreal. Betsey say so. Me too.
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Ghost bf craves more than anything to taste the nectar that gushes from your folds whenever he brings you to orgasm. The fact that he can’t ingest anything that’s not on his physical plane slowly brings him to feel as if he is dying all over again. Your essence so close and yet unreachable.
He refuses to give up, pumping load after load into your sloppy wet cunt. He grits his teeth, staring at the wet sheets under you in envy. The way they so easily soak up your glorious release. He doesn’t stop as he fucks his cock into you, watching you arch off the bed like a woman possessed.
His hand makes contact with your clit and you jolt, pleasurable goosebumps trailing down your legs. Your body seizes, exploding around his ghost cock just as he releases another hefty load inside of you.
Your bf doesn’t hesitate to slip out of you, leaving you to hiss at the faint stinging sensation. Your pussy fluttering closed now that his invisible length left you. His hands push against your soft thighs and you see them spreading wider in what appears to be all on their own.
A moan rips out of you, a much smaller pressure gliding between your puffy lips. Your ghost bf laps at your pussy, his spirit aching for just one taste of your sweetness.
“Wait…” you croak out, legs shaking. This being the umpteenth time he’s repeated this cycle, giving you an idea what of what he wants and is not getting.
When you don’t feel what you assume is his tongue a moment later, you weakly rise onto your elbows. Despite being spent, pleasure swirls in your gut as you watch his spectral-cum ooze out of you.
Reaching down you whimper at the sparks of over sensitivity as you move your fingers through your folds in small circles, mixing your release with his. Your breathing picks up, the sight more erotic than you can admit. But you can feel yourself growing wetter and you can only imagine your bfs smug expression.
“That should work, right?” You ask into your seemingly empty bedroom, not expecting an answer as always.
A moment later you feel that pressure return, a gasp escaping your lips. Your bf slowly licks at your combined cum. His own musk crashes into his tastebuds and for a moment that’s all he tastes. But then, as if the door to the afterlife has finally been opened he tastes the most heavenly flavor as it coats his tongue.
Ghost bf moans, the sound moving through the wind and sending a shiver up your spine. You chuckle lightly but you quickly choke on it as your bf returns full force, happily slobbering up every last drop of cum he can find. His cock already prepped to do this all again.
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https://x.com/hardcore__fucks/status/1854675202971779172?s=46
this video with Simon after he comes home and needs to relieve stress? I’m not good with prompts so you can change it if you need to.😭🥲
ghost's stress reliever 👻 (🌽 link)
when ghost is stressed and desperate from some relief, there is no running away. the man is going to straight up grab you, throw you over his shoulder and carry you to the bedroom, ignoring your calls for him to stop, that he just interrupted what you were doing.
but he has other things in mind, like getting both of you naked as fas tas he can - ripping some nice panties in the process, at that -. it takes little to get both of you ready, so he doesn't think twice when he pushes himself as deep as he can in a single go.
and he starts fucking into you like a rabid feral dog, hand tighly around your neck, trying to stop you from making so much noise - he doesn't want to deal with the neighbours-. grabing a good handful of your hair to help pinstoning his hips into yours, abusing your poor pussy.
but his attempts at keeping your volume down are quite useless with the way the bed hits the wall with each thrust or how he ends up giving up on choking out your noises and makes you scream loudly as he overstimulates you. fucking you so hard he almost fully pushes you out of the bed.
the complaints are going to be astronomical after that one.
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Advent calendar: Day 3. Ghost (past, present and future)
A/N: Thank you so much to NightmareNaga on Patreon for suggesting this idea, really original and fun. <3 Enjoy!
Ghosts x fem!reader || teasing, groping, breeding, free use, (very light) degradation, anal sex, dub-con
When the spirits told you you were going to get a visit from three ghosts, you laughed. Why would three ghosts want to hang out with you? What was all that about? The spirit didn’t laugh with you, they looked very concerned as they told you everything in your future would be decided by those ghosts. Your laughter died and you became nervous, your body filling with anticipation and a bit of fear as the spirits disappeared and you were left alone in your old house.
The first one showed up when you were making lunch. He whispered he was there to fuck you for your past mistakes, and you didn’t have time to react before you felt his hands under your clothes. You were fully clothed, but you could feel his fingertips pinching your nipples until the point of pain, making your pussy so wet and needy in an instant you were gasping. He laughed cruelly behind you, not caring about anything you said as he touched your pussy.
He pushed two fingers inside of you in a second, your pussy dripping and desperate for that ghost you hadn’t even seen. He kept you looking forward, facing the kitchen wall as he groped your body to his contentment. And it was exhilarating and great, it made you feel desired in a way you never felt before. It made you realize maybe that was what you’d been looking all along.
And when he slipped his dick inside your dripping pussy, your clothes still on, but you could feel every centimeter of him inside of you, hitting deep and hard as he set a frantic pace that drove you into the first of many orgasms. He kept fucking you until you weren’t able to groan anymore, your throat too rough to let out any noise but whimpers. You felt the first shot of his spectrocum inside of you, as hot as lava, warming you from the inside out and making you come again.
By the time he had fucked three loads of spectrocum inside of you, your legs were weak and the only thing holding you up where his hands on your hips. He fucked you again, filling you to the brim and making you come messily around his shaft one last time before disappearing. Your body sagged and you fell to the floor, his cum drenching your panties and pants, making you feel nasty… and incredible.
The second one caught you in the shower, and your pussy was still quivering from the earlier fucking. This one didn’t say anything, he just pushed your face to the wall and grabbed your hips back, making you arch your back and present your raw pussy to him. You were able to look back this time, his translucent beauty taking the breath away from you.
But he didn’t care about your transcendental moment, he only cared about your holes. Especially about the unused one that he was starting to finger with the precum he was letting out. It acted as lube, and not a couple minutes later he had three fingers inside of your ass. You were wriggling back against his fingers, making him laugh at your desperation, embarrassment filling you.
But you didn’t care, it felt too good. And when he pushed his dick inside your asshole, you screamed silently at the attack to your senses. He fucked your hole until you were dripping again, coming so many times you were only a mess of filled holes and mindless pleasure. The water kept your outsides warm as he kept your insides hot with his come.
When he was leaving, he told you: “You should accept your present happiness.” And left you there, trembling under the hot spray with your pussy overflowing spectro-cum and your body so tired you couldn’t get up until a while later.
It was late that night when the third ghost appeared, you were expecting him this time. Your body was tired, but your holes were tingling when the translucent ghost appeared over you in bed. He told you about your bright future as a mindless hole, and how all three of them would greatly enjoy your company for a long time if you chose it.
This time around he used your mouth, the only hole they hadn’t claimed yet. You slurped around him as he fucked your throat over and over. It was already a mess, and you couldn’t wait to make it messier. He used his fingers to bring you over the edge over and over.
When he came in your throat, you shuddered, suddenly feeling reinvigorated as he fucked two more loads into you. Your eyes were teary and your pussy was dripping, but when he disappeared, you could only think about them.
When your eyelids were heavy and sleep was about to claim you, you had a realization: you wanted it. You wanted to be their free use human. You wanted them to use you for their pleasure and drive you insane with orgasms. You wanted that future.
It took you a while to contact the spirits again, it almost felt like they were hiding from you, but you tried harder, you tried every day. You only cared about them, about being used and fucked by them over and over. When the spirits finally showed, and you made your request, telling you they already knew you’d be a great slut for their ghosts.
They showed up again that night, all three of them at the same time. Needless to say, they fucked you in turns until you couldn’t distinguish one cock from the other and all your holes were oozing spectrocum, your body completely sated.
At the end, the ghost of the past, present and future did teach you something about yourself: you liked to be a free use slut for a trio of cruel ghosts.
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