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Ghost Story: Chapter 2, Part 1
The basement door in the Fenton house suddenly slid open with a hiss, and Madeline Fenton emerged, the brilliant paranormal researcher and happily married mother of two wiping a glob of green goo off the sleeve of her blue-and-black-latex jumpsuit as she mounted the final steps. As the door slid shut behind her and she dusted her hands off, she looked up and paused. “Oh, hello, Sam!” She exclaimed, a broad, warm smile spreading across full, red-painted lips.
“H-Hey, Mrs. F!” Sam replied, the teenager’s violet eyes wide, her plump purple lips parting in a perhaps slightly-too-wide smile.
Fuck! Danny cursed, silently, freezing in place. He’d TOLD sam this was an incredibly bad idea, but then she’d bit her lip and bent forward and gave him that sultry look and pleaded in that husky, needy voice, and next thing he knew, he was phased part-way into the couch, with ten inches of invisible soda-can-thick cock poking up through the cushions, and currently sandwiched between his girlfriend’s ass-cheeks.
“Oh, please, call me Maddie, dear.” Maddie replied, one gloved hand sweeping back over her head, tugging her red goggles up onto her forehead, then pulling back her ecto-suit’s hood, shaking out the jaw-length auburn hair it had been keeping contained. “Are you looking for Danny?” She asked, still smiling as she looked over the girl on her couch. Sam had always dressed in dark clothes, she called herself ‘goth’, so her current outfit wasn’t all that different from what she usually saw. But she had to admit, Sam had certainly... grown... in recent years, and it looked like her clothes hadn’t. She certainly showed plenty of smooth, pale skin, the lower hem of her cropped black tank tops creeping up and up as her chest filled out into a pair of melon-sized mounds, exposing more and more of her tight waist, a small silver ring gleaming in her navel. Her hips had flared wider and wider too, similarly raising the hemline of her black-and-green plaid skirt until it barely maintained her decency, and only because she’d cut slit up the sides. She wore her skirt low, too, low enough to expose the slender, high-riding straps of a purple thong. At least she was wearing underwear, it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra, both from the low neck of her top that exposed her cleavage, and from the way her pierced nipples pushed against the thin material.
“Y-yeah.” Sam replied, squirming slightly in her seat on the couch. “He’s… um… coming for me- To get me! He should be coming... pretty soon.” She explained, maintaining her somewhat strained smile.
The fuck was she doing? Danny had to grit his teeth as Sam’s round hips squirmed and rolled against his lap, grinding along the thick, veiny shaft wedged between her ass cheeks. Did she really intend to keep going, with his mom standing right there?
If Maddie noticed the teen’s unusual expression, or choice of words, she didn’t comment on it. But still, a knot of concern grew inside her chest “Oh, that’s nice! Are you two going out on a date~?” She asked, a playful lilt creeping into her words as her smile quirked into a smirk.
Sam gave a nervous chuckle. “Heh… Yeah, I, uh… I showed up a little early, I guess…” She muttered in response, biting her lip and averting her eyes for a moment, fingers curling around the edge of her black-and-green plaid skirt, leaning forward slightly.
Danny had to stifle a noise of surprise as he felt Sam’s pussy brush against the base of his vein-marbled cock. A date! His mom was asking if they were going to go on a date as Sam ground her pussy on his cock. And to top it off, Sam was soaked! With her thong pulled aside, there was nothing separating his shaft from the hot wetness of his girlfriend’s pussy. She was practically dripping, it’d be a miracle if she didn’t leave a wet spot on the couch!
Maddie’s smile widened into a gleeful grin. “Ohhh, I’m so happy you two finally got together!” She exclaimed, swiftly crossing over to the couch and sitting down next to Sam. “You two have been friends for so long, I was worried it might make things… complicated. I know how it is...” she commented, her expression
Sam squirmed in her seat a bit more. “Yeah, I- I can understand that. It’s been- coming along pretty well, though. He really understands me- Even when I’m not as direct as I should be.” She explained, biting her lip for a moment. “He knows what I really want- deep inside.”
Danny’s eyes widened. Was- was she really telling him what he thought she was telling him? Was she really asking him to stick it inside her, with his mom sitting just a few feet away? He swallowed, glancing over at her. It really seemed like she hadn’t noticed anything yet. This was fucking insane. Why was he even considering going through with it? Sam must be nuts. But his hips were already sliding down, dragging his shaft along her soaking wet folds inch by inch, until the helmet-shaped head was pressing against her lips… So who was the crazy one, really?
Maddie bit her lip, hesitating for a moment. “...Do you mind if I ask you a… personal question?” She inquired, leaning a little closer. “Are you and Danny… taking it slow?” She asked, then shook her head. “I know you probably don’t want to talk about it with your boyfriend's mom, but I worry…”
Sam continued to squirm in her seat, biting her own lower lip, pale cheeks flushed. “It’s… It’s alright, Mrs... Maddie.” Sam replied. “If- if I’m being honest, it sorta happened real sudDEN~!” She explained, eyes suddenly going wide as her voice rose an octave in the middle of the word, then cut off for a long moment. “All… all at once…” She squeaked, breathlessly, trembling for a moment.
Sam’s hot and wet inner walls spasmed around every last inch of his vein-marbled cock, squeezing his shaft like a vice as she trembled and twitched uncontrollably. The sensations were so fucking intense! He rolled his head back, phasing it entirely inside the back of the couch, before he let out the groan he’d been holding back, the sound muffled by the padding. He knew his mother’s presence, just a few feet away, should probably have left him totally soft, but instead, it only made this all the more exciting! The thrill of doing something so wrong and perverse, right in front of his mother, was intoxicating! It didn’t exactly hurt that she was, as always, wearing that fucking skin-tight latex jumpsuit that hugged every curve of her body, particularly those wide hips and massive, shapely ass.
Concern crept onto Maddie’s face as she leaned a little closer to the teen sitting beside her. “Sam? Are you alright, dear?” She inquired in her usual mothering tone.
Sam nodded. “I- I’m fiiine…” She replied, her voice wavering and strained as she trembled for a moment, eyes squeezed shut, her hands balled into fists around the hem of her skirt, wrists twisting, straining at the material. “Something- something in the cushion just… stabbed me, is all…” She explained, weakly. “A-Anyways, because we were friends for so- so long…” She muttered, letting the word trail off for a moment, eyes going distant, before snapping back to the conversation. “We- we didn’t have to go through all the stuff most couples do. So after the- the sudden start, things got really intense really fast…”
Danny heard ‘intense’ and instantly knew exactly what Sam was asking for. His soda-can-thick cock throbbed with furious lust, swelling even larger inside Sam’s twitching, spasming depths. Invisible, ghostly hands reached up through the couch cushions and gripped his curvy goth girlfriend’s wide hips tight, holding them firmly in place as he pulled his hips back, vein-marbled girth teasing her inner folds. She squirmed in place, her supple body writhing in his grasp as he drew his hips back, until only the head was left inside her.
“I- I see…” Maddie nodded, her own face growing a little flushed. “I mean, it’s completely normal, you’re both young, healthy teenagers… full of hormones, and urges…” She muttered. “I remember what it was like, back when I was your age. It used to be, Jack couldn’t keep his hands off me...”
“Used to?” Sam barely managed to ask, still squirming in her seat.
Danny held himself there for a moment, the act of resisting the urge to slam his hips forward proving to be more of a test of his willpower than any ghostly encounter. He rolled his hips side-to-side, making the ridge of his head slip in and out of her entrance, teasing her. Turnabout's fair play, after all. He kept it up until he heard a tiny, muted whimper escape Sam’s lips, that quiet, needy noise she always made when she couldn’t take anymore. Danny grit his teeth and tightened his grip on her hips.
“Well, there’s only so much time in the day, you know…” Maddie explained with a sigh. “After Danny came along, he was either taking care of the kids or working in the lab-”
“Hnnnnhh~!” Sam interrupted with a strangled whine, her entire body suddenly stiffening, her face twisting into an unreadable expression, front teeth sinking into her purple-painted lower lip, eyelids fluttering as a shudder ran down her spine.
Danny let his head roll back once more, burying it in the back of the couch as he groaned once again. She came! He could feel her pussy tighten around his shaft, her silken inner walls clamping down like a vice as her core spasmed uncontrollably. Fuck, she must have been incredibly worked up to cum that quick! His cock throbbed against her gripping walls, swelling even larger, the veins winding over its surface bulging as they strained to contain the sudden rush of blood that surged into his invisible shaft as the sensations of her rippling, quivering depths spurred him on to new heights of lust.
“Sam?!” Maddie exclaimed in shock as the goth girl suddenly trembled violently in place, her eyes wide. “Sam, are you okay?!”
After a few long, silent seconds, Sam’s upper body suddenly fell back, laying limp against the back of the couch, her chest rising and falling as she panted for breath, pushing her full, pale breasts against the tight fitting crop top. “I- I’m okay. I’m okay.” She managed to pant, tremors still occasionally shooting through her limbs as she lay there. “Just- give me a second.”
Danny grit his teeth and forced himself to keep still. Or, at least, as still as he could manage. His cock throbbed uncontrollably as Sam’s tight walls continued to twitch and squeeze intermittently, tightening around his swollen, sensitive shaft. He was so close to the edge, the wait was agony.
“What happened? Are you alright?” Maddie asked, a hand reaching out to rest on Sam’s shoulder. “You don’t feel nauseous, do you? Any numbness anywhere?”
Sam shook her head. “S-sorry to worry you, Mrs- Maddie. I- I’m fine.” She assured, even as her mind raced to come up with an excuse. “I just… uhh… That thing that stabbed me, earlier, just- it got me in a very… sensitive… spot.”
Damn right it did, Danny thought to himself with a smirk.
Maddie winced in sympathy. “Oooh, you poor thing! It must have really got you good…” She muttered, apologetically.
“Yeah, it went pretty deep….” Sam replied, biting her lip once again.
Damn right it did, Danny thought again, smirk widening.
“It must have be pretty big, then…” Maddie muttered.
“Oh yes, huge!” Sam added, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
Damn right it is, Danny thought once more, stifling a chuckle.
Maddie frowned. “Well, we can’t just leave something like that in there... Stand up for a minute, dear, let’s see if we can find it.”
Sam’s eyes widened.
Danny froze.
Will there be any incest in this or will it just be Danny and Sam?
ReplyDeleteRest assured, there will definitely be incest.
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