Sly

One moment you could be cleaning and someone bent you over and fucked your asshole, another moment someone decided they were going to fuck a dildo in and out of your pussy for an hour just because they were bored. Your pleasure wasn’t their goal, it never was before. You are their human cum-dump, and you fucking love it.

Now they have no boundaries, nor do they have any worry about your well-being or your pleasure. But you aren’t complaining about that. You fucking loved it. They don’t care what you are doing, or when, they only know they could use your holes whenever they wanted and you are in horny heaven every single time. They pavlovied you into getting horny with only a couple well-placed caresses.

It always starts the same way: with cold. The air around you gets freezing for a second, then your whole body erupts in goosebumps, and not two seconds later there’s spectral hands someplace in your body. Most times it’s more than a couple of hands, but some of the ghosts enjoy their individual time with their personal toy (aka: you). But it’s always followed by someone else who thought the whole thing was hot. You never go without at least two different creampies per fucking.

And it’s a good life. A really good life. You love it, truly…

But it can be a bit inconvenient at times.

You had to quit your office job in favor of a position from home, which worked well for everybody because you had no schedule anymore. How could you when there’s always a ghost trying to play with you and you feel like a doll for their pleasure 24/7?

They take special enjoyment in distracting you when you should be paying attention to a meeting. Most people accept the excuse of bad connection for you not to turn on your camera, but the reality is far from that.

The reality is that every time you are in a meeting, a ghost finds its way under your table, or behind you, or under you… They get creative with only one goal in mind: see how many shots of come they can fuck into you before the meeting ends. It’s a fun game… But it makes your work so much harder.

You have to revisit the recordings of meetings every single time because by the time it’s over, your pussy is leaking, completely messy, and they have edged you so long that you can barely form a coherent sentence, much less take notes about what the meeting was about. But fuck, is it hot to try answering some questions when there’s a ghost pounding your ass so hard you can feel it everywhere, and another one groping your boobs and pinching your nipples until the fabric of your shirt feels like needles and you feel like you can come just from the friction of it.

And then they discover their new favorite trick. If you ever wonder what it’s like to have your partner control the vibrations of your sex toy, you would never understand how much wilder (and better) it is when it’s not a partner, but a group of ghosts who want nothing more than to make your life insufferable (in the best possible way).

Somehow they figure out they can mimic your fantasy dildos with their spectral dick, so they decide the best way of spending their evening is trying each one of the shapes they can conjure, fucking you one after the other. Shot after shot of come filling your pussy until your stomach is bloated and your body can’t hold itself up anymore.

You are sprawled on the floor while they take turns trying to see who makes you scream the loudest. You don’t know who wins, but they leave you on the floor, your pussy overflowing and your brain too fucked out to function. They laugh when you try to get up, a hand pressing down between your shoulder blades before you hear them jerking off over you.

They flip you onto your back the exact second they all come, painting your chest and abdomen with even more spectro-cum. It’s filthy and weirdly hot, but mostly is very amusing for them, who spent a good while laughing at you, while you rub your clit furiously using their spectro-cum as lube to get yourself over the edge.

And you think that’s it. They got the best trick and they will play it out for as long as they want to… Wrong.

They start experimenting with wilder shapes, tentacles sucking on every part of your body, ridged cocks fucking your asshole while they cover your mouth with a transparent hand. They use your body more than they ever did before. Holding you down, filling all your holes to the brim and laughing every time you beg them to make you come. You are not the main character in this scenario, just their doll to fuck. Their human fleshlight.