Beast Me: Forceful Phantom
Anonymous
Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
Summary
DESCRIPTION: College girl Sophie hates Halloween with a passion and her closest friends Allie and Kitty don’t understand why. But one year she finds herself involved in a trip to an abandoned, supposedly haunted hospital. There the three girls discover that Halloween can be a time for PLEASURE as well as FEAR. EXCERPT: “No!” I screamed but my voice died and faded against the walls of the hospital room. I tried to tense my muscles, to prevent it from entering me but it was hopeless. As I felt the icy tip of the ghost’s cock pressing against my pussy, I closed my eyes. It felt even bigger inside me than it had in my mouth. I could feel my pussy being stretched, and the pain was intense, though it soon faded to a stinging then a numbness as the cold filled me, then that familiar warmth. I shook my head, tears in my eyes, telling myself that this couldn’t be happening, that it just couldn’t. But it was. I was being fucked by a ghost. It was fucking me hard. Really hard, as though years of pent up frustration or anger or lust were being unleashed. The force with which that cock was pounding me was almost too much to bear and one particularly powerful thrust jerked my eyes open. I looked down. There was the ghost’s face, staring implacably ahead as though it had nothing to do with the fact that its cock was pounding a helpless naked college girl hovering above it. Hovering! I was hovering! There was no mattress on the bed. No mattress, no blankets, nothing but a bright, wispy cloud through which I could see the bare floor below. At that point the ghost thrust into me so deeply that I screamed. Fuck it was hammering me. I didn’t know if I’d be able to take much more but worse still, despite myself I was beginning to feel pleasure building up inside me, a deep, deep volcano of lust and desire that was already making me moan as I rode that monster cock, fucking in mid-air, feeling it pound and press into the deepest corners of my body, like it was fucking my whole body, my soul. “Oh fuck…” I murmured and at that moment I felt a cold pressure on my breasts and my nipples, which were already as hard as little pebbles tingled and sent electric waves of pleasure through my chest and all down my spine and my back and my wet pussy and still that ghost kept on pounding me harder and harder, relentlessly. ”Oh please…oh fuck…” I muttered, closing my eyes again, and leaning forward into the ghost’s grasp as the cold pressure on my chest pressed harder and what felt like teeth and lips and a dozen tongues caressing my breasts.