You were sleeping when Bob the ghost came to your room at midnight, and he found you under the sheet, lying naked on your side. That would not do for his erotic plans, so he pulled the sheet off of you and admired your relaxed body as you continued to sleep, but a moment later you woke up, startled for a moment.

“Oh, it's you, Bob, my personal ghost,” you said, a little groggily.

“At your service, Barbara,” he replied. “Do you mind if I reposition you for tonight's fun?”

“Not at all. I had a tough day, and I can use your best effort tonight,” you answered.

So, Bob the ghost rolled you onto your back and spread your legs so he could see all of you clearly and explore your pussy when he was ready. You were shaved where it counted, which ghost Bob liked, revealing your sexual beauty without any pubic hair getting in the way.

He moved down your body to get started by kissing the tops of your feet above your toes, then moved above your ankles, and alternating kissing one leg and then the other, he kissed his way to your knees. Kissing every inch or so, he continued kissing your inner thighs on his way to your crotch. You loved the feel of his lips on your tender inner thighs, a little ticklish as he teased his way to your snatch.

When he reached your pussy, he kissed your outer lips and used his tongue to spread them open. Then he licked your slit lightly, up and down, caressing gently over your tender tufts and folds. It wasn't until he found and licked your clit that you reacted and moaned softly. Ghost Bob continued to lick your pussy, concentrating on your clit, swirling and pressing his tongue to your sensitive nub. You were squirming now in reaction as he aroused your private places, and you started to get quite turned on, evidenced by the wetness now showing in the glistening folds of your pussy. You began to rock your hips side-to-side as your friendly ghost lapped at your cunt, keeping his tongue on your slit, licking and sucking as you continued to moan and squirm to the pleasure he was giving you.

Keeping his mouth at your snatch, Ghost Bob moved his hands to your breasts and cupped them, squeezing them and feeling your nipples, which were already firm but seemed to perk up, wanting more. He twirled your nipples between his fingers and thumb, pinching and twisting them as you wiggled to the pleasure you were receiving. He began to pull up on your nipples, stretching them and your breasts as he did, and your sighs told him that you liked the way his breast play accompanied his arousing tongue action at your clit.

You kept rocking softly in the pleasure that ghost Bob was giving your sensitive, erotic places, and moaning more loudly, perhaps feeling this was all a very sexy dream. Your clit was firm and protruding a little now after his tongue had aroused it, so he nipped at it lightly, which yielded a subtle jerk from you and a louder moan of pleasure. Then, out of nowhere, Bob had a set of nipple clamps in his hands, which he placed on your fully erect nipples. You squirmed a little at the slight pain they caused, but Bob the ghost was now able to free his hands from your breasts to get to more important things, while still able to pull on the chain connecting the clamps to give your nipples a tweak every now and then.

One of those more important things was to put his fingers into you, which he did, while continuing to assail your clit with his tongue, licking and swirling it over and over as you moaned. You kept rolling your hips back and forth and were now thrashing your legs as well in pleasure as he easily slid one and then two fingers to the hilt into your sopping snatch. He began to finger-fuck you, pushing in and then backing out, and repeating the cycle. With his free hand, he gave the nipple clamp chain another pull, yielding another jerk from you as your nipples felt some pain. You kept moaning and rocking to the pleasure of his fingers in you and his tongue on you, augmented by the angst at your nipples.

Suddenly you jerked more violently, but quickly fell back to moans of pleasure with how good your body felt, and you smiled at him. He looked up and smiled back at you, then redoubled his assault on your clit, flicking it with his tongue and nipping at it lightly with his teeth. You succumbed to the pleasure, feeling your building climax now nearing its peak. It was so real that you tensed with passion, your first orgasm on its way. You jerked and spasmed, rocking your hips as your pussy spewed out its liquid load, coating your snatch along with ghost Bob's mouth and hands. You were in sexual heaven.

Undeterred by your liquid engulfing him, ghost Bob continued his clit play, licking and nipping at it, enjoying the taste of your pussy juices. Meanwhile, he turned his fingers face up inside you and began a "come here" motion, rubbing your G-spot. He gave another tug on the nipple clamp chain, sending a jolt of pain through you just as you jerked in response to the intense arousal at that seldom-touched place inside, and you began to lose it to another orgasm. Hitting hard, your whole body tensed again, and you came with a ferocity that made you squirt with each spasm. It felt so good you screamed in pleasure, breathing hard. Ghost Bob kept assailing on your G-spot, now rubbing on it with force, driving you wild with its sensuality, feeling like every nerve in you was located in your pussy. You came over and over, squirting your womanly treasure into his mouth and onto his fingers. You had a series of strong orgasms, one after another, unable and certainly unwilling to hold them back. Ghost Bob continued to inflict his finger and tongue pleasures on you throughout, and you screamed in ecstasy until your liquids ran dry and you were totally exhausted. You lay on the bed, unable to move as you caught your breath.

Looking down, you saw that Bob the ghost was gone, as were the nipple clamps, just as though he was never there. But, of course, he must have been here, wasn't he?

<< To Be Continued >>