Ama's Paranormal Quickies

Ama just rented a new house. She was absolutely thrilled to suffer this place to herself.

One of her estimable friends ran from the house and cried for hours to Ama that she was raped by something. A ghostly apparition, as she described it.

She wanted to be there for her friend, but honestly. She was turned on the whole clock time. Even found herself biting her lip once.

Especially when she said she did research on the house. A serial killer died in the home from a heart attack. He was l two.

She was obsessed with touch. Anything paranormal. She was deeply involved with the spiritual association of her Native heritage. She was a twenty four years old college pupil, studying to be a nurse.

Ama to her shame, had a rape fetish.

It happened to her once and when the guy guy realized she was into it he got really awkward and stopped. She couldn't Tell which one was more shocked. Him stopping or his confounded look. He just walked away.

She had high hope for this place. To satisfy three niches of hers.

To be forced, to see a ghost, and a fix of fear.

It had been a few weeks so she knew this intent may not accept enough vigour to really do anything.

She lit disgraceful candles placing them throughout the family. Many in her bedroom. Turned on all of her electronics, and sang chants. Sir Thomas More of the witch energy raising methods she had learned about.

She ran on her treadwheel where she could've swore she felt a presence, but couldn't be sure. Plus the oeuvre of unpacking everything over three days.

Ama stayed at her old flat until the very finis thing was unpack. She wanted to feed it to be powerful.

To be able to do anything it wanted to her.

After a thirty arcminute run on the treadmill she took a shower and watched T.V.

She really didn't feel or sense anything so far. However she had faith it would show up.

She was right, because it indeed had been watching her casual she came by.

It watched her in her leggings running on the treadmill. Her round ample butt with a slight jiggle. Her shapely muscled legs, her boastfully binge bouncing under her segmentation friendly sport bra.

watching her effort trailing down her jiggly D cup. Almost reaching for her pouty full lips. Holding back, only to wait until she was vulnerable.

The feel of the debauch serial killing raper also wanted to increase its energy more. It's hungriness for her body.

It watched her in the shower. Seeing her rub her wet soapy body. The way she lifted one of her gravid round boob. The spread of her spread fingers fully of her flaccid chassis. Slipping her hired hand from under her titty while cupping it.

It watched when she dawned her dark surgical gown. A pink lacing shift and a pink lace g string.

Yet. It waited.

3am.

Her windowpane open.

The Night was hot, but a aplomb soft breeze brought a small bit of relief.

Enough to prickle the skin of the voluptuous woman.

The foot of the bed an indenture appeared on her pink silk sheets. The rag at her torso. Sleeping on her back, one hand hand by her expression. The other stretched out.

The vile ghost was excited as the sheet slowly began to be pulled down from her body.

watching as inch by in was revealed of her slightly dark but smooth skin under the split chemise.

Ama kept her eyes closed. But she woke up. She could find the sheet of paper sliding down her eubstance. And felt something cold. Like a finger slowly dragging down her navel. Her solid body went cold with goosebumps, taking a slight gasp. Feeling her privates getting warm.

It eyes her flesh greedily as it's finger slid over her soft lacing g drawstring. Feeling the fold of her backtalk. Warm.

It's finger's breadth kept dragging while pulling down her canvass. Dragging down her thick toned second joint. The hide still delicate as the indent of her skin traveled down.

Ama made a small pant as the sheet was ripped from the bed.

She could sense it. The air by her stifle cold. The inhuman air slowly rising.

A handprint began to imprint in her legs.

It grabbed her thigh feeling them. It growled in excitement. Barely hearable to Ama but she could get word it. Making her slightly bite her lip, her heart beginning to race.

She felt a bit of insistence on her thighs. Like it was trying to spread them.

She grinned slightly aiding it by slowly opening her peg for it.

Suddenly she felt weight pressing against her pelvis. She ushered a slim groan feeling something rubbing against her slit. Her breathing spell started to speed up, breathing on her hand that she began to comprehend the pillow with. Her pussy was on firing already.

"Mmm"she lightly moaned feeling a helping hand grasp her breast.

She exhaled softly feeling her pap being squeezed. Her breather visible in the cold air of the ghost.

Cold cushy moment of imperativeness at her neck, kissing her. She bent her neck exposing it further to the liveliness. Taking a slightly larger gasp feeling her g train being pulled to the incline. She was in trepidation waiting for it to inscribe her.

She made a sharper moan feeling a stale pressure sensation slowly spreading her besotted lips. She breathed in slowly feeling inch by inch of an invisible force pushing interior of her.

She arched her back with a teased moan lulling, one deal running through her fuzz and the other grasping her pillow.

She took another breath this time opening her eyes, lifting her torso up using her blazon. Reacting to it still going, in by inch. It felt like a skinny foot long dick was inside her by the time it stopped.

She breathed heavily, feeling it inside of her. Not moving anymore. She was going mad needing to know what was going to take place to her future.

Suddenly she gasped hard as her dead body was shoved down on the bed. Her hands pinned to the bed above her head.

She was staring at goose egg but she felt like she was staring directly at it. And it her.

In image flashed in her mind.

A deathlike blanch man with a smuggled jam in his chest. Black hole for one eye, and a dull ontogeny red one for the former. Staring with malice, no shame, sympathy, or heart.

It was only there for an instant and when it was gone she could see a disgraceful mist over her face.

She stared at it, biting her lip again looking at it seductively feeling two hands groping her breast. She closed her eyes releasing her pouty lips slightly extending them breathing harder as it began to pump inside her.

The spaghetti strap of her right on shoulder began to stretch along and quickly snapped.

The top of her chemise slowly was pulled back revealing her large titty.

Hand photographic print appeared against the cushy flesh lifting it and squeezing it.

She began to gyrate her hips, going directly through the spectre soundbox of Black person mist.

It began to pump faster inside of her. Her moans began to climb as she pulled and tugged on the spectral control around her wrists.

Completely turned on by her spectral dominator. She could palpate her protruding nipples being sucked on and kissed.

It lifted her thighs when a sudden three scratches raked down her left one.

She moaned loudly at the painfulness, feeling a cold hand sliding and groping her second joint. Crying"Yes, fuck me ! Hurt me ! roll in the hay my pussy you fuckin'undead raper !"

A loud nose drops was heard, her head twitched left.

It made her so wet and and set her private on fire. Feeling the sensation rising in her body.

She felt hot but the air was still so frigid, hot steamy intimation puffing out with every pump.

She felt something sloping trough between her breasts. She gave it a submissive look lifting her chest a little.

She knew what it felt like. But she was already being fucked hard so she didn't know what it was.

Not know it can mould it's push for whatever it wanted.

Like the energy pinning her workforce, groping her legs and ass, and pressing her great tits around its ghostly member.

She could mat up the imperativeness around her heavy breast as they wrapped a black mist seeming to hail in and out of vision.

She could feel it thrusting between her tits.

Her nipples being pinched harshly.

Her body shuttered as it felt a electric current of vivid sensations ripple through her body. Gasping in a loud groan. Gasping to catch her breathing spell another wafture overcame her feeling a cold fluid fill her womb. And again all over her chest and face.

She felt the liquidness on her entire lips. Her tongue sliding out slightly rimming her top lip. It tasted musty with a slim sweetness.

She breathed deeply feeling it make its last pumps from between her tit and inside of her. She felt the member leave her chest and vagina. It kept her breath pressed together. For a here and now nothing happened. Until she gasped feeling her cleavage get sprayed by the same fluid.

Suddenly her entire body was lifted and flipped on the bed.

She gave out an unsealed breathing spell not sure of what was happening. When her unscathed body felt was suddenly manipulated just as fast. Knees firmly pressed into the bed. Her round hip in the air, and her brain pressed into her pillow. Her arms still pinned forward.

veneer rightfield with strands of her pilus over her boldness. She could feel a handwriting shoving her promontory into the pillow as a trashy smack sounded, her ass bouncing once.

She took a keen hint as another nip was heard. Sounds of pleasure uttered from her rim as it rhythmically spanked her. One after the other her left round butt end cheek bounced. Her right cheek being squeezed. The embossment of its helping hand grabbing a fist full over her ass groping the taut butt.

She could feel it sliding it's appendage over her asshole. Up and down.

She took a breath holding it in anticipation. Suddenly biting her lip with a keen slight moan feeling its extremity slowly widen her tight little hole.

It stayed there for a moment ...

Then shoved itself inside of her ample butthole.

She gave out a coarse groan pushing her hips back. It made no randomness but she could feel the pressure at her ass and thigh pressure and departure as it pounded her bastard with no mercy.

"Mm, mm, mm, MmMmMmMmmmmm !"She groaned clenching her tooth on her pillow.

Feeling it hit her from the spinal column uncontrollably as another round of spankings began.

The bag on her hairsbreadth pulled up jerking her body up. She could feel a frigidness presence nearly hugging her. She could find her but cheeks pressure around its member.

She loved feeling her deep ass pressing against the low temperature the ghostly putz ramming her up the ass.

She moaned with every thrust as the spectral hands groped her melon vine breasts.

Two long scratches appearing on the top of her leftfield boob followed by a full grope grabbing and squeezing her voiced tits.

She clenched her ass on the ghosts stopcock. Feeling her soused ring tightening as the sensations rose.

Her mouth was shuttering agape struggling to exhale. Her breath released as she gave a gamy pitched moan, her eyes softly narrowed and rolling back as her eubstance felt like she just fell off a cliff in XTC feeling the touch cold spectral fluid filling her close asshole.

It released her as she collapsed typeface first into her pillow. Her ass in the air she was too exhausted to lay all the way down.

She breathed heavily catching her breath when she felt a cold splatter of liquid on her buns boldness and lower back.

She laid there in that attitude completely satisfied as the coldness liquid slowly sliding down the curve of the archway in her back.

Her eyes staring at the clock saying three fifteen.

Culminating her thoughts she came to one conclusion.

"I fucking bonk this house .