Ghost Story: Ch. 3, P. 1

[Pre-story]An old favorite is back again, thanks to Fort77! Ghost story continues, now featuring Paulina!
As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]

Ghost Story: Chapter 3, Part 1

“Paulina!” Star’s shouted over the murmur of students at their lockers, weaving through the crowd at a run and coming to a stop right beside Paulina’s locker, panting for breath for a moment before blurting out the question that had brought her running from the far end of the school. “Did you really break up with Dash?!” She asked, wide-eyed with shock and disbelief.

Ghost Story: Ch. 2, P. 4

[pre-story]Here it is, Part 4 of Chapter 2 of Ghost Story, and it's quite the finale, if I do say so myself. I had a lot of fun writing it (if you couldn't guess that from the fact that it rambled on so long in the first place, but I'm glad to be finished with it and move on to the next scene. I think you'll all really enjoy it, but let's not get ahead of ourselves, there's fresh smut to read! 
As always, if you like what you read, [redacted] I hope you enjoy![/pre-story]


Ghost Story, Chapter 2, Part 4 

“Fuck me! Hurry and fuck me!”

Whatever remained of Danny’s hesitation snapped as his mother unknowingly begged her son to fuck her. His cock throbbed angrily, hard as steel, as he pulled his fingers from his mom’s drooling pussy and swiftly moved his shaft to replace them. Maddie moaned again as she felt the fat tip of that ghostly cock press against her suit, pushing between her lips, the fabric holding it at bay for only a moment before it began to phase through, the blunt, helmet-shaped head spreading her folds. Danny broke his silence for the first time since he left the couch, letting out a deep groan as her pussy swallowed him up, first his cockhead, then one inch, then two, then three… Sam’s pussy was incredibly tight, she squeezed his shaft like a vice, but Maddie’s was soft and yielding, just tight enough to provide the pressure he needed as her walls stretched around him, inch after inch, but also incredibly hot and soaking wet.  Her inner muscles rippled and squeezed around him like they had a mind of their own, like they were trying to pull him in and milk the cum out of his balls.

Ghost Story: Ch. 2, P. 2

[pre-story]A new chapter of Ghost Story, ready for your enjoyment! Maddie discovers the source of Sam's... discomfort... and things spiral out of control.

As always, if you like what you read, [redacted] Anyways, Enjoy![/pre-story]

Ghost Story: Chapter 2, Part 2

A moment of tense silence hung over the living room as Maddie pushed herself up from her chair and stood in front of Sam, looking down at her with an unknowing, innocent concern. The curvy goth could only look up at her, eyes wide, frozen in panic as her orgasm-addled mind struggled to reboot and think of an excuse that would let her get out of this situation with her dignity intact and deflect suspicion as to what she was really doing. It would have to be an expertly-crafted lie, clever and unexpected, and yet believable. She’d been lying to cover Danny’s secret for years, but this would have to be the greatest lie she’d ever come up with…

Ghost Story: Ch. 2, P. 1

[pre-story]The Danny Phantom story continues, thanks to a new $25 tier commissioner! This idea was actually suggested in a comment on HF, I made a couple tweaks here and there to better fit what I enjoy, but I look forward to seeing where it goes from here!

As always, if you like what you see, [redacted] Anyways, I hope you all enjoy![/pre-story]

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.

Ghost Story

[pre-story]So, I wanted to get this out in time for Halloween, but writer's block is a bitch, so here we are. I wanted to write something about a exhibition with a ghost, and one of the ghosts that came to mind was Danny Phantom... The rest kinda happened. I got stuck for like a WEEK on the climax, I don't know why... Anyways, I hope you enjoy! I may continue it at some point if there's a demand for it.

As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]

Ghost Story “Ugh, just shut up, Manson!” Star insisted, scowling and stamping her foot on the wet tile floor of the girl’s locker room shower, a gesture that would have been more… impactful, were the little blonde girl not completely naked, her lithe cheerleader body glistening wet, perky, hand-filling breasts barely jiggling at the movement.

“No, I’m serious!” Sam rebutted as her hands roamed her teenage body, washing away a layer of soap. The raven-haired goth girl was in a rare makeup-free moment, her usual dark eyeshadow and purple lipstick washed away, her skin naturally pale and smooth. Junior and senior years had been kind to her, while she wasn’t as skinny as the cheerleaders around her, one last growth spurt had filled her out in all the right places. Her breasts grew from palm-filling mounds to hand-overflowing melons, like ripe oranges, crowned with dusky pink nipples pierced through with gleaming silver studs. A silver ring gleamed in her bellybutton, drawing the eye down to her slender waist, and another gleam further down brought it to her smooth-shaven lower lips where another ring looped through her hood. She turned around, letting the shower spray down her back, cascading down her spine and running down between the mounds of her juicy ass.

“All this ghost stuff happening around town, around the school, even, I’d be surprised it hasn’t happened yet!” She continued, ignoring Star’s objections. “Think about it… They can go through walls, they can turn invisible… How would you even know if one was right here, watching us?” She asked.