1. Haunted by the Futa Ghost 3: Hot Futa Ghost Threesome


    Date: 7/12/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Body modification, Lesbian, Straight Sex, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Trans, Author: mypenname3000, Source: sexstories.com

    Haunted by the Futa Ghost Chapter Three: Hot Futa Ghost Threesome By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 My body buzzed as I returned from the onsen. My body was freshly washed, and my spirit was freshly cleansed by the soft lips of Mitsuko-hime. Today, as I washed her back in the steamy waters, my Ōjo-sama had turned, her gaze meeting mine. Our lips had come together, sharing a perfect kiss, a wondrous moment of taboo love. It could never be. We were both women. And she was the daimyo's daughter while I was a simple miko. But none of that had mattered while her lips were upon mine. I laughed and skipped. Everything seemed so bright and wonderful as I walked the trail back to the shrine. I giggled again as I passed beneath the tori of the shrine, striding beneath the tall, red-painted gate and into the well-kept grounds. I walked to the shrine, carrying my basket with my towel and soaps, my yukata whisking with every step. It was such a beautiful day. “You are almost late, Sayuri-chan,” growled the voice of my father, the priest of the shrine. “Why were you at the onsen for so long?” “The daimyo's daughter was bathing there. I had to attend to her, Otōsan,” I answered, the joy vanishing from my lips, my eyes downcast, reserved. “The sun is setting. You know the importance of tonight.” “I have time to ready myself,” I answered. “I will bind the yokai. Yokubō-no-Tako shall not escape the seal, Otōsan.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 500 years later... “Fuck,” Chris groaned in the ...
    boys' restroom of Redwood Academy, his private high school. He stared in shock at the faint outline of the ghost sucking on the end of his dick. He had slipped into the bathroom after Lori, his hot girlfriend, had sent him a suite of naked pictures, her red hair spilling about her pillows as she lay stretched out on her bed, her body exposed. It made Chris so hard, he had to slip into the bathroom. Almost no one was at school this late. He had to stay behind to work on an art project with Mariah Young. He just hadn't expected a ghost to give him a blowjob. Her mouth was hot and wet, sucking on the tip as her form slowly appeared like an artist sketching her to life. She started out as faint lines, the suggestion of her hair piled about her head in some sort of bun, an ornamental comb plunged into the silky mass. Her face was delicate, nose slight, her eyes almond shaped. A Japanese ghost. ...Sayuri-chan... a feminine voice whispered through his mind. Chris knew enough Anime to recognize a girl's name. Sayuri. Chan was an honorific, usually applied to girls' names by adults or their friends. “Fuck,” Chris groaned again. He gripped his phone. My phone. No one would believe a ghost had sucked his cock. Hell, he almost didn't believe it. A ghost sucked on his cock... A smile crossed his lips. He was a tall, athletic guy, his build favoring basketball. His hair was blond, bleached light by the California sun which had darkened his face with a natural tan. He turned the phone, hitting ...
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