A flash by bobwhite
'This is going to be a difficult weekend,' Cody knew. He hated Amie, and now he had to spend a weekend with her in an abandoned house, trying to prove that it was haunted.
Amie unpacked the gear they'd need when she found it: a cast iron box. It was marked with a cheap label-maker.
"Phantom Stimulator? What the fuck?" she scornfully asked her partner.
"Don't fucking start it. It's supposed to stimulate the phantoms. What, you think they'll go for the cameras without... well, stimulation? Give it here." He took the box and opened it. Nothing happened.
"Let me check the instruments... no, still nothing, fuck... oh, mmmm..." she mumbled as something definitely took hold over her. She felt her nipples harden and her panties dampen. It felt like fingertips were roaming all over her naughty bits—and the sensation was intoxicating.
"Amie? What's wrong?" Cody asked, concerned. After all, he would be blamed if something really bad happened.
"Oh, fuck! Mmmmmm..." Amie continued, taking her clothes off. The fingertips were now pinching her nipples, and probing her cunt. "Don't know what's happening... it feels... soooooo gooood..." In minutes, she was naked, and noticeably wet.
Cody's concern changed that instant—he was a sucker for a bald pussy. He was almost drooling when Amie got on all fours, her ass pointed right at him. When it started to wiggle, he started taking his pants off. He could take a hint.
"Fuck fuck it's so fucking goddamn ... good... fuck me... I need you Cody ... ooooohh!" she screamed as she felt his hard cock slowly slide into her. She savored the feeling, not even caring about the thing attached to the other end of that glorious dick.
He took his time and built a rhythm and speed, and she thrust her ass back with each thrust forward of his hips. The slapping sound was audible as he fucked 'überbitch,' as he called her, from behind. Suddenly, her hips began to buck up and down so fast, he slipped out.
"Oh it's in my ass... mmmm, of god fuck me in my ass!" she screamed as she suddenly felt dozens of tongues licking her rose bud.
Cody grabbed the petroleum jelly he'd brought and smeared it on his dick. When he pressed it in a little, he felt her relax, and he slipped in easier than he thought he would.
As Cody slowly and steadily pumped away in her rump, she felt an invisible dick fill her pussy—and an unseen mouth suck on her clit. With that, and the hundreds of mouths, fingers, and hands attacking every other erogenous zone on her body at once, it only took the heat of Cody's jizz filling her ass to push her into the biggest orgasm of her life.
Four weeks later, Cody and Amie, again paired together, set up in yet another house to take pictures of ghosts. This time, though, they brought only cameras, Vaseline, and the phantom stimulator.
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