Ravaged by Ghosts
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Ravaged by Ghosts is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sex. Intended for mature audiences.
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Copyright © 2014 Jezebel Rose
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Jessie yelled into the cold dark house, “Take me! Use me!”
Laughing to herself, she closes her eyes and slips into darkness.
Dared to sleep in the so called “haunted” house in forest, Jessie finds that she isn’t alone. Unfortunately she doesn’t find this out until she awakens… sore and bound to the bed.
What happens when Jessie awakens? Can she escape, or will she even want to? Being dominated by the ghosts wasn’t exactly mentioned by her friends…
This series is erotic and dark. Be sure to not read this one by yourself… or maybe you should.
Ravaged by Ghosts
I stood in front of the house as my friends walked up behind me. The chilly breeze curled around me as wisps of steam escaped my mouth.
“It’s chilly out here,” I whispered softly as I stared at the old home in front of me. The large decayed sign planted in the front yard made a not-so-subtle note of “DO NOT ENTER” that sprawled across the front in red painted letters.
My friend, Josh, stood beside me, “Yeah. I’m sure it’s safe. I mean… they would tear it down if it wasn’t, right?”
I laughed nervously, “I’ll be fine. I’m not a little pussy like you.”
The moon started to creep over the pinnacle of the decaying house as I turned to my friends, “I’ll see you guys tomorrow at this same time. If I’m not dead that is!”
Staring at their faces, I watched as they stepped backwards away from the house with horror.
Quickly turning to the house then back at my friends, they burst out laughing.
“Fuck you guys,” I said firmly.
I turned and up the cobblestone stairs to the front door. Glancing back at the group, they were talking amongst each other and heading back down the street.
A dare is a dare. Buck up Jessie. It’s just a broken down old home, there’s nothing to be afraid of. Just go to sleep, wake up, hang out for a while, then meet the friends back outside. Easy-peasy.
My fingers grasped the cold knob on the door and turned. The door was locked. I walked around to the side of the building as the breeze picked up. Jesus it’s getting cold.
I held tightly onto my backpack, which simply held water, a couple candy bars and blankets for the night. Part of the dare was no cell phones. Stupid dares.
My eyes adjusting to the dark on the side of the house, I saw a cellar door. There we go. I grasped the old wood and pulled upwards. The door creaked open then broke as it fell to the side.
Damn. This old house is just falling apart at the seams. I’m more scared of it caving in on me than any stupid ghost stories.
I looked down the stairwell into the darkness. Faint light from the moon came through the cellar windows as I walked down and looked towards the staircase across the room.
The wind made howling sounds as whooshing and creaking echoed throughout the basement. I quickly made my way across the room, stepping on broken glass and what sounded like muddy water.
Jogging up the stairs, I opened partially cracked door and made my way into the central part of the house. I glanced around.
Furniture was pushed up together on one side of the room with sheets over each. The other side of the room was bare and a complete void of darkness. Jesus. That’s fucking creepy.
I heard the door to the basement creak shut. Quickly glancing back, I walked towards the door and opened it, then closed it again. The fuck. It shouldn’t have closed. The bottom of the door is scraping the floor. It must be the wind.
Standing in front of one of the pieces of furniture, I flipped off the white sheet to reveal an ancient antique red couch. “Beautiful,” I whispered to myself as I heard another sound coming from the stairs. It sounded like footsteps.
Trying not to look, because I knew my imagination was playing games with my head, I looked. I had to. Go figure there was nothing there besides the light from the moon.
I unpacked my blanket and threw it over the couch then laid down on top. Staring at the ceiling, I figured it would be best to tell these ghosts right here and now. Fuck it.
“Take me! Use me you stupid ghosts!”
Laughing to myself, I rolled over on my side then closed my eyes. The chilly wind swept through the room and ruffled the covers as I pulled them closer to my body, shivering. Just one night. Deal with it for one night and you’ll have the respect of all your friends for not being a pussy like you always are.
I slipped into darkness.
Sleeping like a rock, I awoke to the sounds of the floor creaking and footsteps in the room. It was completely dark as I glanced out the window at the moon. Damn clouds.
I heard rain start to tap down on the roof as I laid there with my eyes open, but seeing nothing. Scared out of my freaking wits, I pulled the covers up over my head.
Suddenly I realized I was sore. Reaching down between my legs, I touched myself then immediately withdrew my hand as pain flared up through my body from my groin.
Jesus… what the fuck. I’m not on my period. Shit, I haven’t had sex in months.
I slipped a finger inside my slit, feeling around inside. Definitely sore, but from what? Are there ghosts here?!
Looking around, my eyes started to adjust to the darkness. Shapes moved through my vision as the footsteps neared the couch.
I whispered, shaking uncontrollably, “Who’s there?”
It started to dump rain outside as I heard rumbles of thunder in the distance. Just what I fucking need, a damn storm. Way to make this even more terrifying.
Realizing my finger was still inside my pussy, I pulled it out. It was wet. I’m not normally wet… especially when I’m sleeping… unless I was horny for some reason. Oh Jesus, was I used by some sort of hobo?!
Staring into the darkness, the faint outlines turned into incorporeal beings, standing directly in front of me.
My jaw dropped.
“What. The. Fuck.”
I laid there with the covers pulled up to my chin while hands shook violently.
The being stared at me as it shined softly around its outline. Two more ghosts walked up to the side of the couch and stood there, staring.
Focusing my eyes on the three creatures, I noticed they were completely silent and still. Deadly still. Terrifyingly still.
Wind howled through the basement as I heard the door slam shut. Jesus fuck! I think I may have just peed a little.
All three beings appeared to be male as they spoke in unison, “We are stuck here, unable to descend to the afterlife until we fulfill our destiny.”
Trying to calm myself down by considering the fact that this was all a dream, I replied, “What are your destinies?”
They stood there, completely immobile as they responded, “We need to seed a young woman. You see… we were cursed by a witch over a hundred years ago because we chose to stay virgins. She put this fate on us because we wouldn’t date her three daughters.”
“You’ve got to be joking me,” I whispered softly in complete disbelief.
“No. We are deadly serious. Fortunately John over here,”—he nodded to the man on the right—“attempted to seed you last night, but was unsuccessful. I believe we require you to be awake.”
Speaking firmly, I responded, “Ummm… go to hell?”
They all three laughed then replied in unison, “It’s not that simple. We can’t leave this house, but we can keep you here forever with us. If you die in this house, we can even transfer the curse to you. Let’s not play games here. Let us use your body for the rest of the night, and then tomorrow… you can leave.”
I stood there, unable to speak. What the hell am I supposed to say to that?
“Fine. I’ll go along with your plan… I would hate for you guys to be stuck here in this realm. It seems like I am your best chance at getting out of here.”
A smile spread across each of their faces as they stood there.
I pulled the covers up to my chin and closed my eyes, “Do what you will.”
The covers slowly slid up from my feet as I felt a hand run up my thigh towards my panties. Peeking out of one eye, I watched as the ghost stood in front of me, completely nude, and its hands became corporeal.
Watching the ghost, its arm was through the covers, but I felt the hand pull my panties to the side then slide up from my anus to the pinnacle of my wet little slit. Perhaps this is best. I’ll just enjoy myself. I’ve never been one to give a shit about anyone… today I’ll start a new beginning. This will mark the day I start caring about others.
I felt a finger slide inside me as it moved about, feeling around for my spot. “There… right there…” I whispered as ripples of pleasure spread throughout my body.
The second ghost walked over to the side of the couch and wrapped its fingers around its thick shaft as it became corporeal. I grabbed it, and sucked the flaccid cock into my mouth. Twirling around the tip with my tongue, I felt it start to harden.
Tasting the ghost’s cock was odd. It was cold and warm at the same time as I felt it slide around inside my mouth. The dick finally became fully hard as I felt his hands become corporeal and grab the back of my head, pushing the shaft fully down my throat.
Without smell, the sensation was almost terrifying as I heard thunder echo throughout the house. Lighting lit up the walls, displaying massive paintings along the sides of the room.
The being pushed a second finger inside me as he slid the first in and out. Moaning, I felt myself immediately start to reach the coveted orgasm. I had never been able to get off… until now, hopefully.
With a smile on my face, I grinded his hand with my hips moving up and down as his fingers milked my insides. Juices trickled down to my anus as my wet slit dripped for the being.
I felt the cooling and warm sensation between my legs as I held onto the ghost’s cock with my hand and looked down at my pussy.
There was a cock sliding in and out. The rest of the being was fully transparent as I laid there shaking. Reaching my pinnacle, my back arched in pleasure as I screamed. Lighting lit up the room again, followed by thunder. The storm was just overhead.
Half moan, half groan, I whispered, “Just like that… yes… fuck me.”
Hands materialized on my hips as I felt the being pull me closer to him. The long shaft went deeper, as did the cool yet warm sensation. It tingled my insides as my walls clenched tightly around the cock, not wanting it to ever leave.
The third ghost walked over and pulled me up from the couch. My pussy was still being fucked by the ghost while the third one’s dick materialized and slipped into my anus. It was dripping wet… somehow.
Looking over at the first ghost, he stood there with his cock still in my hand. I stroked him, twisting and pulling at his hard shaft. I couldn’t help but want him back in my mouth as both of my holes were penetrated and filled by the other beings.
Grunting, I felt the cocks tighten within my body. They both exploded at the same time, pumping hot cum into my inner being. Unlike any other male, the cum was cold, it felt… wrong. My juices and their cum dripped down my leg as they continued to thrust, their cocks tightening then loosening with each thrust.
Looking at the being in front of me, I wrapped my arms around him and grabbed nothing but air. The shaft was still deep inside my pussy however. Reaching down with my free hand, I slid my fingers up and down my wet slit as the two cocks continued to thrust inside.
The room was filled with lighting again as it lit up the outline of the ghosts. Their faces were void of any emotion or passion. With poker faces, they fucked me.
I felt myself start to pinnacle again as I stood there. Juices dripped down my leg as each thrust from the cocks spurted out their cum. How the fuck are they able to keep their cocks up!? Men usually fall right asleep after they get off. This is kind of… amazing.
They kept thrusting into me, like dildos that moved on their own. The room was filled with grunts, moans and thunder as with each pump of their cocks, little groans escaped from each of their mouths.
The ghost in front of me pushed me down onto the chest of the man behind me. Lying on top of the being, I felt his cock still inside my anus, continually thrusting in a slow rhythmic pattern.
Grinning at the being in front of me, his cock entered into my pussy as he kneeled in front of my wet little slit. The other ghost that was watching walked over and pushed his thick shaft into my mouth. The tip tightened as did the rest of his cock, and then exploded onto my tongue.
My mouth was filled with pure liquid pleasure as I swallowed each pump from the shaft. Tasting of cream and a hint of sugar, I was completely taken back. It was nearly the opposite of any other man that I had tasted.
I couldn’t get enough of the semen as I ran my thumb along the thick vein on his shaft, milking out every last drop. The being bent over and ran his hands along my back as I felt the two cocks in my pussy and anus continued to thrust inside, pushing my body up and down between the two ghosts.
The cock in my anus pulled out then slipped into my pussy as well. My walls tightened in response as the two dicks slipped in and out at varying speeds. Moaning loudly, my mouth was immediately plugged by the being in front of me.
Both beings grunted as I felt the two cocks in my pussy suddenly tighten then explode, pumping the warm yet cold cum inside my pussy. Lighting filled the room as thunder shook the foundation. It sounded like the entire house was coming down around me. Fuck it. If I die… I’ll die happy.
Cum spurted out of my pussy as the two dicks tightened and pressed all the way inside me. They held their cocks there as I heard the wind howling through the basement door, sending a cool breeze washing through the room.
Sweat dripped down my forehead as the beings pulled out and stood up next to the couch. Wheezing and out of breath, I managed to roll over and lift myself onto the couch.
They stared intently at me as I saw the first rays of sunlight start to peek over the horizon outside the window. The storm finally had started to subdue its rage.
“Morning is here. We must go. You are also free to go whenever you wish.”
I nodded to the ghost as I watched them disappear.
That was… abrupt… yet amazing. God, I’m exhausted. Perhaps I’ll sleep all day, and then later tonight I’ll head out.
My eyes shut before my head hit the pillow. Immediately there was darkness as I felt the entire weight of the day lift off my shoulders.
Awakening, I looked around the room. A light glow bathed the sheets on the furniture around me as I finally got a good view of everything to be seen. Rows of paintings ran along the walls, some with sheets, and others without. Each painting appeared to be ages and ages old as the decaying rot of the wood behind each picture seeped through.
I stood up and walked over to the stairs leading upwards. Why not check this place out before the sun goes back down and this place is dark again…
Echoes from each footstep surrounded me as I walked up the stairs to the next floor. My hand ran along the wooden banister that felt like it was rotting apart. I quickly pulled my hand off of the rail and peeked around the corner at the top.
A bedroom was in front of me… or at least what appeared to be a bedroom. The bed was massive with four large pillars my eyes noticed a box peeking out from under the bed. I walked over and bent down, pulling the thick heavy box out into the light. A large clasp was on the front.
Looking at the markings on the box, they appeared to be in a language I had never seen before. Struggling with the clasp for a moment, it snapped from age. The box creaked open.
I glanced inside as a puff of dust filled the air. Waving in front of my face with my hand, the air cleared and revealed the contents.
Two long leather straps and a pair of handcuffs were lying inside. Jesus. It’s someone’s sex box.
I laughed to myself as I stood up and brushed off my shirt and pants. Glancing around the room, I saw the sunlight had neared the horizon. Almost dark… I wonder if those ghosts are gone?
Lying on the bed, I stared at the ceiling. My eyes felt heavy as I laid there, thinking about the incorporeal beings.
Suddenly awakening again, I felt my hands were bound to the bed. Staring upwards into darkness, I couldn’t see anything. Adrenaline coursed through my body as I struggled to free myself.
My legs were bound and spread as well as I kicked with my feet.
I called out, “Ok guys! I’m alive and fine! Some friends you are. Untie me so we can go home! I have one hell of a story for you all!”
Silence filled the room as my eyes darted around, hoping for some sort of light. There was none. Not even the light from the moon entered through the boarded windows I noticed before I passed out.
Pulling at my hands, they were bound tightly. I felt something slide along my pussy lips. It was cool, yet warm. Those ghosts. They are still here.
I heard a faint whisper, “We are unsure why we are still here, but we are…”
A smile spread across my face as I thought of the beings using me again for their pleasure. Shit. Why not stay another night? I may never have this chance again.
Unable to see anything, I felt my inner lips being touched. The feeling ran chills up my spine as my body shook with pleasure. My eyes darted around in the hopes of catching a glimpse of the beings.
A hand ran under my light shirt and grabbed onto to my breast, then another hand on my other. They ran their fingers in circles around my nipples as each one grew hard for them. Whispers filled the room as the faint howling from the wind downstairs echoed up through the hallway.
I felt a breeze across my skin, sending goosebumps up my arms as the beings touched me with desire, want and need. Moaning softly, a finger slipped inside me or at least what I thought was a finger. Either way, it felt amazing as it curled upwards inside my pussy.
My walls tightened around the finger, holding it in place as my hips moved with the motions. Suddenly the room lit up with light as I glanced at the window. It appeared as if a car had pulled up out front. I bet those are my friends coming to pick me up. Fuck that. I’ll go home later… I’m way too busy for that shit.
I heard laughing along with conversation outside.
The beings held tightly onto my breasts as I felt the finger withdraw only to be replaced with the thick cock of one of the ghosts. Yes… that’s what I wanted.
My hands wrapped around the bindings and held on tightly as my inner walls massaged the shaft. My moans turned to deep guttural groans as I felt myself start to reach orgasm. Juices ran down my slit as the cock went deeper into my inner being.
Holding himself there, I felt the thick shaft tighten within me. He pulled out then immediately thrusted back inside as my back arched on the bed. Grinding my hips against the cock, pleasure spread from my fingertips down to my toes. Oh god yes. Jesus Christ these guys sure know how to treat a woman.
I felt another shaft brush against my lips. Opening my mouth, I sucked the dick inside my mouth. Groans from the ghosts filled the room as I twirled my tongue around the tip then pushed my head onto the shaft, sending it down my throat.
Gagging and coughing, I massaged the being for all he was worth. I pulled it out of my throat. “Take these bindings off, I want to feel you with my hands,” I whispered softly with passion.
One of my hands fell free. Immediately I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and tugged on it. Stroking and sucking on the being, I felt his body shudder with pleasure and excitement.
My pussy still being pounded, I felt nothing against my body. It was certainly something to experience; I know I could never get enough of it.
Shit. If they are stuck here… these would be the best fuck buddies ever. I’ll have to stop by from time to time and get filled up.
I moaned louder as I heard my friends suddenly stop talking. At this point, they probably heard what was going on in here. Fuck it. I don’t even care.
The being on top of me went into a wild frenzy, fucking me as fast as he possibly could, ravaging my body for his pleasure. I felt my walls tighten as I approached my orgasm. Pleasure rippled through my body. Pain spread up my pussy from the sheer pressure of how deep the ghost was inside me.
I screamed at the top of my lungs as I felt the pressure release inside me, “OHHH FUUUUCK!”
Unable to hold onto anything, my body surged back and forth on the bed as the thick cock thrusted in and out of my pussy faster and faster. Pleasure continued to ripple through my body more intensely as the ghost ravaged me even harder.
Grasping the bed sheets, I wrapped them around my hands and held on tightly as every muscle in my body tensed then released. For the first time, I actually felt myself squirting. In rhythm with the thrusts, I pumped. Over and over I pumped.
The cock tightened within me then immediately started milking my pussy slowly as I felt pings of cum shoot inside. “Oh… yes…” I whispered softly as my muscles relaxed. I felt my body starting to sink into the bed as my eyes closed.
Still holding onto the cock and pulling at it softly, I felt it tense. Immediately I put my mouth over the thick shaft and pulled it into my mouth. I had to have more of the sweet cum from last night.
Laying his load right on my tongue, I sucked as the cock tightened within my mouth, pumping me full of his amazing semen. Grunting with every pulse of the shaft, he ran his hands through my hair.
“Thank you,” I whispered as I felt my hands and feet lay free on the bed, “will you be able to leave this world now?”
The room was dead silent for a moment as the smell of sex and erotic pleasure filled the room, “We don’t know… perhaps someday we will be able to.”
With a smile on my face, I rolled over on the soft bed and fluffed the pillows up under my head. God… another amazing time with these beings…
I heard a loud creak from the ceiling as screams were heard outside. Glancing out the window, I saw my friends pointing at the old home and running away.
What the fuck.
Massive cracks formed along the walls as the building shuddered. Groans from the foundation filled the room as I tried to keep myself stable on the floor.
Without warning, everything went black.
My eyes glanced around the room. It was the same room I was just in before the home started to collapse.
Debris filled the room along with dust rising from the floor. Part of the ceiling had caved in, which now lay in a pile on the floor.
Jesus. I’m glad the whole building didn’t collapse.
Walking down the stairs, I made my way to the door. I had to get out of this home before the whole thing came down on me.
Finally at the door, I unlocked it and started to walk outside.
My face and hands hit against something. Feeling the air where house and outside met, it was solid. Pressing as hard as I could, I simply couldn’t leave the home, even though the door was open.
Looking down at my fingers, a wave of panic rippled through my body. My hands were incorporeal.
I heard a voice from behind me, “You are here with us now. Forever. Don’t worry… we’ll make sure you are well taken care of.”
Oh god. This will make for a better afterlife than heaven or hell I suppose.