                                    Ghosts are not dead.


 I am not one who believes in haunting or in ghosts.  Well until I bought myself an old house. If I had known that I could be so happy in so many ways I would have bought the house sooner. I don't ever plane on moving either. After you read what I am about to write you will understand why as well. 
            
 	I am 25 years old, with blue eyes, long brown hair, 5ft4; I have a very good job that pays very well. I am blessed with so much at my age. I never would have thought I could be any happier. 
            
About seven mounts ago I went out looking for a house. I had been looking for about two years really but I was just looking to see what I liked and did not like in a house. Bill my sales rep helped me to find this house that I live in now. I will tell you once more I am just so happy with this house and every thing in it. 

I am single and was looking for a man. I moved into my new house about a year ago. It's really a sweet house. It is a four bedroom house, with two bathrooms a den and livening room. The kitchen is so big I love to cook so that helps out. With the parties I plan on having here it will get used more then I really want to use it. Part of my job is to entertain some of the customers. 

When I saw the house I fell in love with it. I could not believe how much it was going for. When I asked why it was going for less then what it was worth. Bill told me that is because they have sold the house so many times and the people ended up leaving in a hurry. He went on to tell me that the house was hunted. I just looked at him and laugh. 

Well I did move in and all went well for the 1st three months I was there. Then thing stared to happen. I would lose my keys and know I did not put them over in the spot that I had found them. Doors were locking at the time I was about to go into that room. I could hear the lock click before I would grab the knob. Then I would cook and have enough for the next day and when I would go to get it out it was all gone. The dish would be in the sink. 

I would have to say that this ghost was trying to be funny. It would do so many things like turn off the light when I was in the shower. I finely started to talk back at the ghost. 

Going to the library to find out about the house and maybe find out about this ghost who lived there. I found out that his name was Sam. He was the one who built the home. He did not live long enough to live in it. The paper read that he had just finished building the house and spent the night in it. When a snowstorm hit hard. No one could get around. They say he froze to death. Sam was only 30 years old at the time of his death. He was not married. 

This was all good information. But I still had to deal with this ghost. I was not sure if it was Sam or not. I just know that he was not harmful to me. So I decided to call my ghost Sam to see if he would respond to his name. 

I was home reading a book one night when the lights went out on me as I was reading. I did not move but said. " Sam stop playing around and turn the lights back on, please." Just as soon as I had said that the lights went back on. I looked up and looked around. Then went back to my reading after I said " Thank you Sam."

This went on for several months. Sam would play his little games and I would talk to him asking him to behave. He did as I had asked. This was fine with me. I even had a nice talk with him. I had told Sam that I wanted to stay but we would have to work together. So we could live in peace. Sam must have heard me, because he did become a help to me. 

In Dec on the 20th I had a Christmas party for my boss at my home. Some guy tried to hit on me and was really making a big fool out of himself. He was so drunk I truly don't think he know what he was doing. But Sam must have known and ended up dumping the punch bowl over this mans head. It was really funny. Everyone thought he was just so drunk that he did it himself. But I saw the bowl lifting up on its own. 
That same night, I went to bed after cleaning up a bit. I could not sleep. I was felling lonely and was in need of a man. I got up at 1am to get something to drink. All I had on was my robe. I was so hot I could have melted ice cream in my hands. 
 
As I went into the kitchen to got my glass of water. My robe fell open the belt fell onto the floor. I just stood there and looked down at it. Not thinking of picking it up. I went on to drink my glass of water. My mind was set on the touch of a man. I closed my eyes felling the aches of my body. 

I was leaning on the counter next to the sink. I had just put my glass down and placed both hands on the edge and leaned back a little. My robe opened a little more. Showing my full-naked body. I leaned my head back, closing my eyes as I was facing up. Wishing I had a man to chill this heat.

 I could feel my robe sliding down off my shoulders. I kept my eyes closed. I could feel fingertips tracing up my back from were the robe had fallen.  A cold chill came over my body. It felt so good as my nipples perch up even more. I dared not to open my eyes. I did not want this feeling to go away. 

The hands I feel running over my aching body was a warm welcome. I just moaned as I could feel a tong and teeth brushing on my nipples. I could feel a hand pushing my legs apart. I just let it happen. It was feeling so good. 
                                              
I could not believe this was happening to me. I did not know how far this was going to go. I just know that I did not want it to stop there. 

I moved my arms and let the robe fall to the floor. I was lifted up onto the counter top. I know it was Sam at this time. My feet were placed on the edge and I could feel his hands pushing my legs apart. I could just sit there and let him have his way. 

Sam's hands ran up and down my thighs, stopping at my lips between my legs. He spared then apart, it made my heart jump. I had no idea what was to happen next.  When I felt his tong moving around on my clit as his hands held my lips apart. His finger was pocking in and out of my sweet hole. Making me so wet. I leaned back to enjoy this ride. His hand reached out and was rubbing my chest. This feeling was making me grow wild. The fire inside was getting hotter and hotter as he kept on with his tong.  

The beating of his tong went on and on, with his finger adding to my fun. I felt my body shack with a happy chill. He felt so good I did not want it to stop. I wanted more then just a finger inside my wet hot slot. I moaned and gowned.  As he went on, I was about to let it all go when he slowed.  Teasing me as he kept on.  Sam know what he was doing to me, I had to scream. 

Then I came like never before. I felt my body shack and my muscles went like there was no tomorrow. But he kept going and making me moan even more. I had to yell, " Stop! No more!"

Panting, I tried to relax from the wild ride. Never before had I come like this. Sam was not done with me. He kept licking and kissing my chest. This was a welcome feeling it made me want more. His hands were all over my body. As I sat there trying to get my breath. I was so full of sweat. I thought it was over and I was ready for my bed. 

As I walked slowly to my bed, I could feel that I was not alone. This did not bother me. As I was walking up the stairs I almost fell. Sam had me before I did fall. I thank him for that. 

Lying down on my bed. I covered my naked body with the sheets. I felt Sam lying down next to me. The sheets slid off of the bed, my knees went back up. He was not done and wanted more fun. I just could lie there and say "No! I have work in the morning and it's late."
                                       
This did not stop Sam as he licked my clit. Making me go wild with his finger deep inside. I could feel myself building it all up once more. I was moaning and groaning so much. I lost track of were I was at. 

Then when I thought this was it Sam stopped, he claimed up on top of me. I could feel his body weight on me. Then to my shock I could feel his dick slid inside slowly. He beat me with his hard dick. Stopping to tease me as he beat me. He was working himself in and out. Making me yell and shout. He felt so good and my body was so ripe for him. I was about to cum once more as he picked up on his speed. My body was wet and my legs were up, inviting his throb deep inside of me. Then one more yell I had to sit up. Then I cam so wild, that my bed got so wet. He kept on beating me inside. I could not handle it any more my body just shook and every inch was going so wild. 

The next thing I recall was waking up with my clock going off. I lay in my bed wondering how a ghost could be so good. No one would believe me if I ever told this story. My body felt so relaxed and sore at the same time. I could feel a kiss on my check. I whispered "Thank you! Sam." I just smiled taking my time to get out of bed. 



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