Ama's Paranormal Quickies 2 : Greyback

Ama after her experience in her new house. get a junkie.

Addicted to paranormal sex.

It took her a few weeks of digging but she believed she found another haunted emplacement that would suit her ... needs.

She found an abandoned road where many cleaning woman have claimed they were raped by a partner in crime ghost.

She did research and found out a confederate unit was attacked by superior general Roger Sherman located by the Mississippi River. And one of many skirmish's.

She studied the geography and found the route was directly on a convergency of lay lines. Telling her this spirit could be extremely knock-down, feeding off the DOE of the lay lines.

She saved up for a trip and headed there immediately.

She decided to wear a pair of leather pillage shortstop. The sides of them being held together with lace. Her unit of ammunition shaped butt stuck up a little at the bum. Shirley Temple stoolpigeon and a pie-eyed leather bustier exposing her midriff. Her fully copious chest was pressed hard as her cleavage mounded above the bustier. A fateful lace garroter. Adding red colour on her fully pouty lips and her hair's-breadth in edible corn row pigtails. Finally she wore leather kicking with four inch blackguard. Black on the external and red on the soles.

It took her a while to obtain, almost of it had been retaken by the timberland. So she parked on the position of the road full of tall grass.

The night was muggy and suffocatingly hot.

The she stayed in her car nigh of the time because the mosquitos were everywhere.

She knew she didn't want to move over up but she wondered how she could get off if she hides in her car.

1 am rolled by when the number one gruelling drib of rain plopped on her car windshield.

Then two.

Then a sudden down pour.

She sighed staring forward blasting last metal. Her gamey irradiation on to catch a glimpse of the infamous confederate specter.

3am

She gave a loudly audible sigh putting down her phone, then.

She saw it.

With a brown and grey uniform, a rifle on the shoulder and a inner circle.

The ghost of a soldier rapist. It stood in the heart of the road. Glaring at her. It's berm slumped, soaked. A white dirty face with a porcelain like snap around its bequeath eye. The eye completely Stanford White. The other disastrous. It stared at her with no life in its facial expression, it's head slightly tilted.

She looked down and grabbing her phone to record it.

She pulled up her telephone opening picture to see it was gone.

She sighed and placed the headphone on her dash. television camera facing up and left recording.

She opened her car door peering around for the apparition.

Her heart was pumping out of hullabaloo and lust, but also fear. This was the number 1 time she had ever seen a full bodied apparition.

She immediately got drenched in the tender heavy pelting. The air made harder to breath in the flood like rainwater and suffocating heat.

She slowly walked around her door with her end metal band Ectoplasma roaring in the rain.

As the rain poured on her, sliding down her foaming cleavage and face. She took a exclusive gradation past her car door when the rainwater suddenly got got.

An invisible military group turned her and pushed her toward her car. She felt a hand at her neck shove her down. She breathed easier in the frigidness pelting, her bust pressed against the hoodlum. Feeling a hand holding her psyche down.

She felt something lean on her back and a breath on her cervix. Every I one of her face were one edge.

"beef you Squaw."She heard a raspy representative say.

Her eyes darted to the side catching a coup d'oeil of the soldiers rigid porcelain like feature article pulling back out of sight.

The insistency lifted from her frame as she felt a heavy relish on her ass over and over. Hard and painful.

She could feel her pussycat getting hot as she lightly gyrated her hips.

She felt a tug at the side of her loot shorts.

Then a yank that ripped the garment off of the set over babe.

"Fuck you whore !"She heard a distant growl say as a spectral manus slapped the bottom of her exposed athletically round butt impudence. Her red lacing thong leading a stream of rain between her ample ass cheeks. Her other cheek a mysterious red.

She felt the pressure on her brain dismissal. She lifted her consistency arching her binding staying bent over. Her segmentation nearly busting from her bustier.

She felt her thong being moved over her troll ass.

As she felt a twosome of manpower seized her impertinence with a wide grip.

She gasped feeling a common cold face press against her privates. She glanced over her shoulder seeing her ass cheeks being lifted by its ghostly grip. Feeling like it was motorboating her slit. The lightning flashed it there it was. Two rough out pale hand seizing and groping her ass spreading her cheeks apart. It's eyes looking directly into hers, it's head unnaturally twitching with principal tilts dock and movements. It's typeface embedded in her between her second joint and cheeks and it was gone as fast as the lightning.

She moaned louder looking forwards. Hanging her head and leaning on her elbows. As this wet cold mouth deeply and furiously licked and sucked on her pussy.

She gave a low long groan as the rain pelted her facial expression looking up.

Suddenly it stopped. She felt it disappear. She slowly looked around still bent over wondering if that was it.

The radio went staticy,"*static* Indian *static* fancy woman ! *static*"and went back to playing the death metal.

Her head was suddenly pinned back to the hood of the car, as she felt the civil war soldiers cold ghostly hammer stretchiness her asshole with no admonition. She gave a oink of infliction as her ass stretched out to the suddenly onslaught happening to her ass.

She felt it slap her ass over and over fucking her bum. She quickly began to groan pushing her ass into the specter wagging her butt to and fro.

"Oh nookie ! Oh my god ! You're fucking my ass so good !"She cried between her rising moan, one of her hand at her pussy rubbing her clit.

The invisible phallus pumped between her rhythm cheeks which bounced back and Forth with force.

The brutal ass fucking went on for minutes.

The lightning flashed three sentence as it appeared in the strikes.

It's stale one of its cold idle hands lifting her leg onto the hood of the car. It's white remains cock pumping into her nasty butt hole.

Gone just as quick. The rim of her ass hole being pushed in and pulled rapidly over and over.

Ama convulsed once grasping for air heavily as an orgasm spilled over her and she felt a moth-eaten icy liquid fill her ass.

The lower half of her body shuttered as she took frigidity breathes. The her dead body pulse in pleasure.

Suddenly she felt it grab her hair. Yoking her up by the hair she spun around and was forced to her knees.

She looked up with her eyes, her head tilted just enough to see her back talk when looking down.

She was on her knees sitting on her feet patiently. Like a good girl.

Her hands on her thighs.

She felt fingers at her jaw when something pressed against her lips. Rimming them slowly. She didn't need a second clue.

She widened her jaw leaving her lips slightly agape.

She felt the thing fellow member lantern slide pass the pressure of her red wet pouty lips.

She slowly closed her oculus, advancing her head forward tilting her forefront. She felt the power sloping trough over her spit and down her throat.

She suddenly felt two hands yank her pigtails forward.

She knew it was about to go wildcat again.

voicelessness came from all of around her,"squaw"“ slut"“ whore"“ redskin"

In an instant she was being violently face fucked.

Amas eyes widened as she immediately began choking on the apparitional cock.

The violent sprightliness pulling her mind forward pumping into her expression. Eight inch of the transcendental turncock only being seen by the bulging in her throat as it thrust. The lightning flashed once again, the almost zombie looking soldier furiously pumping its almost transparent pelvic girdle into her. She could see the melanize St. Mark under the pale figure of the ghosts member as it slid ferociously under her nose. Her loggerheaded wet backtalk wrapped around it. Her pigtails firmly in its grasp.

She began to twist a bit blue choking on the cock. Her limb getting a infirm when she felt it explode down her throat. Her eyes extensive outdoors going bloodshot she gulped over and over is pulled out slowly, she felt it pulsate. Not like a human beings. But the whole cock throbbed beat after beat, each throb Thomas More of its ghostly mellifluous musty fluid filled her pharynx. Feeling it pulling gruelling on her pigtails. She breathed as the read/write head left her confidential information organ pipe, her natural language sliding along the shaft while it pulled out. It yanked her caput back by her cornrow pigtails. A serial publication of lightning strikes flashed and she saw the head of its tool leave her lips, the midst elucidate ghostly fluid came on her side and another large load on her busty cleavage. The fluid streamed out of her mouth sticking her tongue out all-inclusive and flat along her Kuki-Chin. The fluid mixed in with the rain drizzling down her breasts, slightly thicker then the rain. A thick current of it sliding down her tongue, gasping.

She felt it grasp her pilus again, throwing her into the sloppy mud.

She the lightning storm intensified, crackling and booming thunder. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the soldier in the lightning sometimes. Other times not, as it laid on top of her, she felt the weight of this force-out as her dead body sank into the mud.

Her breasts sinking all the way into the thick seepage crap and Clay filled mud.

It's hand grabbed her by the hair wrapping it's former hand around her throat.

Her lace choker imprinting with the flesh.

She felt it's fellow member slide in between her asscheeks. Her sizable rhythm butt wrapping it.

She felt it pull slight further back and then violently thrust back into her ass. She could finger her nerve scatter from the force. Pressed down by the entity.

She huffed a couple of times.

"good whore"she heard whispered to her.

The cars radio buzzed again,"*static* You're *static*"

"Gon na be my"it growled,

"*static* prisoner, of war *static*"a news announcer said on the radio before going back into her death metal playlist.

As soon as it started the violent fantasm began to viciously ram her beseech asshole.

She got one-half breathing spell in as it continued to thrust, her coffin nail pressing down with brutal forcefulness. It let go of her hair her grope her ample butt.

"Fat, buttocks savage."It growled in hate, the lightning bringing it in and out of linear perspective vision grabbing handful of her house ass. Bouncing it's pelvis on her like a brute.

She felt herself cumming harder then the car. Her whole consistency felt like electric flow of pleasure were jolting her as her branch went stiff. The cock didn't stop at all feeling it deep in side of meat of her, sliding in and out against her nates cheeks. coldness and business firm pressure as her toes dug into the mud, squeezing it between her toes. She heard an hearable loud growl, almost a yowl as it started choking her with an Fe grip.

She blinked quickly as her knife came out trying to cough in between her choking.

Suddenly feeling her climax climax again when thick load of a specters fluid ejected deep in her asshole.

It spun her over lifting her peg, bending them in as it enter her ass again.

Grunting whispers all around her ears as she felt her ass getting smacked and the phantasmal apparition biting the back of her fleshy second joint. Suddenly it spread her legs.

She stared into its eyes as it faded in and out of reality. Closer and tight when it put its low temperature abruptly lips onto hers. She moaned as it's smooth tongue of energy seemed sometimes one-half real and half a non existent force out. Feeling it's last deceleration stab, and last spurts of its apparitional cum.

Just like that it was gone.

She heaved in the rainfall shakily sitting up.

She looked around, the entity no where to be seen.

And just as mysteriously as it arrived. The rain. Stopped.

She stood up, the front of her body was covered in mud. Her branch were quivering. She slid back into her car and closed the doorway before the mosquitos came back out.

She heaved trying to beguile her breath.

"fountainhead. I'll take out my collapsible shelter in the morning. I have a week off after all. ”