[kiasusam]

Part 6
How could I possibly tell her what I was referring too? The awkward moment passed, I was alone while my parents washed the dishes, and I quickly pulled up my trousers and darted up the stairs. The Ghosts hadn’t tried to pull me back; in fact, I had the distinct feeling that they had gone until I sat on the bed; on either side of me you could clearly see an indent on the bedclothes, which were the shape of butts sitting down. ”Is there anyway I could get to see who you are?” I said, hoping that there was a way to communicate. One of them got off the bed, and opened my bedroom door.

I figured she wanted me to follow, so I did, she led me to my sister’s room, whom I’m happy to say was at collage. Once there I spotted a draw opening, upon inspection all I found was a diary, some garments and a fluorescent strip light. Picking up the light I wondered if this was all I needed. Quickly changing the light in my room for the florescence strip, I turned it on.There before me were two of the most gorgeous looking females I’d ever laid eyes on. Both of them dressed in long white gowns with hair that reached past their shoulders, each having a cleavage you could dive into, with large breasts that beckoned to be fondled, eyes of blue, and smiles that could melt ice. "You’re both beautiful, but why have you followed me here?” I said.

Their mouths did move, but I couldn’t hear any voices, it did establish one thing however, they could hear and understand what ever I said. The day passed with me attempting to communicate with my beautiful guests, all a failure. My best attempt came when I tried to record their voices onto tape, I think I’d watched one too many movies, for although there was some sound, it wasn’t coherent. I was trying to think of yet another solution when Mom shouted up the stairs. "We’re going now son, lock up when we’ve gone, we’ll see you later.” ”Ok, have a nice time.” I shouted back. I heard the front door open then muffled voices, I think someone was at the door. ”Tania,” I cried. Quickly I changed the strip light for an ordinary one then went to the foot of the landing. "Tania’s here son, shall I send her up or are you coming down?” My mother said. "Send her up.” I replied.

A few muffled sounds later, she was on her way up the stairs, and my parents had left for the evening. ”Hello Tania, how are you?” I said, admiring her long legs in such a short skirt, and spotting immediately that she wasn’t wearing a bra under that tank top. She didn’t say a word as she passed me to enter my bedroom. ”I was very angry when Michael told me about this silly wager of yours,” she said. At that point and thinking quickly, I decided to use reverse psychology. "Your right it was silly, and thoughtless, I hope you can forgive me. I here by renounce any obligation on your part I just couldn’t think of anything else he had that I wanted. "You wanted me, but why?” she said, falling for my trap. "Well, you’re the most attractive woman I’ve ever known, and well, oh what’s the point.” "No, carry on,” she said, holding my hand. Taking hold of her other hand, I looked into her eyes. "I’ve wanted to make love to you since the very first time I set eyes on you, but you were always out of reach, this seemed like the only way to get close.” ”That is so sweet,” she said, kissing my cheek, “if we do this, I want you to understand it’s a one off and will never happen again.”

'Trap sprung, bait taken.’ I thought. We started to kiss, long and hard. My hands feeling the slim waist of this gorgeous woman as her tongue passed my lips groping for my own. We kissed passionately, for what seemed like ages, and then she slid the skirt down her legs stepping out of it with just her panties and tank top in the way of sheer delight.

My trousers fell down.

Part 7

What...on their own? I suddenly remembered the ghosts; they were still here and could spoil every-thing. Tania didn’t notice the fact my trousers seemed to have a mind of their own. She removed her top revealing her breasts; my hard on was almost instant. Those breasts were so full; her nipples were the longest I’d ever seen, which explained why it was always obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. I took them into my hands and gently fondled them, and then kissing her nipples, I slid my hands down the back of her panties. Slowly I pulled them down kissing her body as I lowered myself to the floor, being face to face with her pussy, something I had dreamt of for years. I was pleasantly surprised to find she had shaved her pubic hair off. I kissed her slightly bulging pussy, which she responded to by running her hands through my hair. Standing up I removed the rest of my clothing, and we got on the bed. Kissing her neck I was about to work my way down her body with the intention of giving her the oral pleasures I hoped she would later give me when she suddenly said… ”Oh that’s nice, how are you doing that?” Looking down I could just faintly see her pussy being manipulated by my unseen guests. ”Oh yes, that’s wonderful, oh…oh…oh, you really know your stuff, yes, GOD yes.” I think they were both working on her, I slipped my hand down to play with her clit at the same time, she was going wild, her body writhing on the bed, shouting louder and louder not to stop. This was really turning me on; I wanted so desperately to place my cock in her mouth but knew that if I moved, she would know it wasn’t just me servicing her pussy. I did not intend to spoil the moment so I carried on playing with her pussy until she came and boy did she climax.

"AH…ah, I’m coming…I’m coming…I’m coming, yes…yes…yes …yes…yes…yes, ah…my God.” Her back arched as the intense orgasm passed over her entire body, inadvertently pushing my finger deeper into her opening; she came repeatedly and then fell quietly back down. She’d passed out. "Please, let me take over!” I said, before she could awaken. I felt them get off the bed. They were letting me take over. "Thank you,” I said. Kissing Tania’s cheek, I gently whispered into her ear. "Are you alright Tania?” She stirred, and then opened her eyes. ”That was the greatest experience of my life, where did you learn to do that?”

"Oh, it’s something I’ve always known how to do,” I lied. Putting her arms around my neck, she whispered. "Fuck me, fuck me hard.”