#ghost gf

As you try to fall asleep, you feel your lips go cold and you are elated that it’s happening again. Her lips press softly against yours. You feel the weight of her invisible body. You sink into your queen size mattress draped in silk sheets.

She starts slipping off your camisole and lace underwear. Your teeth shivering with the cold but it feels electric under her touch. Not being able to see her only heightens your senses. She smells like jasmine blossoms and old books.

but that’s also when she fucks u the best.

u never know when to expect it or how she’s going to do it, but when u feel her cold presence breeze through the air, u know it’s time.

she briefly pins ur hands behind ur back and effortlessly bends u over the kitchen counter. u can’t see her, but u can feel her slide two icy fingers into ur already dripping pussy. she doesn’t even need to take ur shorts or panties off to do so.

she finger fucks u. hard. she keeps a relenting pace and doesn’t even give u time to brace urself before she adds a third finger, stretching u out. u grip the table and helplessly moan as she pounds into ur pussy, expertly massaging that sensitive part inside u.

u yelp when u feel a cold pinch at ur nipple; her other hand. it harshly tugs at ur sensitive nipples, causing u to whimper and clench around the ghostly fingers fucking u deep.

the hand at ur tits runs down the front of ur body, leaving a chilly trail in its wake, before settling at the front of ur pussy. she immediately starts rubbing fast, tight circles into ur clit, causing ur legs to shake and pathetic moans to leave ur mouth.

her cold presence wrapped around ur overheating body, her hand deeply pounding ur g-spot, and her fingers playing with ur clit are all so overwhelming for u. it doesn’t take long before ur cumming and gushing all over her skilled hands.

it’s not until she pulls out and the cold dissipates that u realize this was just another one of her games. she’s made u completely ruin ur panties and shorts with ur leaking wetness.

Paranormal polycule's normal friday night routine.

Spirit medium with her ghost roommate turned gf and their werewolf bf who belong to @haijynks

she touches you during your day, chilly presence always behind you in the kitchen, beside you on the couch, cold breath tickles the fine hairs at the back of your neck to the point where you've started purposefully keeping it short, or up and out of the way, so she has full access to the sensitive skin

when you shower, she writes cute and horny messages on the mirror, and it never fails to make you giggle

her fingers dance along your ribs when you're changing, tickling and teasing, causing you to laugh and try to escape, futilely

she follows you out of the house, messing with your short skirt so it flutters up and exposes you juuuust a little bit, making you squeal and rush to cover yourself back up, cheeks warm

and at night, she positions you how she wants, arms up and out of the way, legs spread lewdly wide, letting tendrils of whatever ghostly power she controls bind you in place and tease your holes while her chilly breath puffs against your cunt, followed by the shockingly cold touch of a tongue lapping at where you're all messy and wet

to an onlooker, they'd simply see you writhing in bed, desperately, and squirting over nothing at all. but she's far too possessive for onlookers

when she's finely done stringing pleasure from your body, she does the kindness of turning off the lights and covering you with your blanket, before watching you as you sleep

mARTch Day 20: Love