Ghost Lightning – A Halloween Story by The_Technician..,
David – a ghost – attends a Halloween party that will change his life forever… or maybe that should be his after-life forever. , WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story.
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David Chamber approached the Halloween party very carefully. After all, he wasn’t invited and he wasn’t sure what kind of party this would be. It might be a bunch of young kids, in which case he would leave immediately. It might be a bunch of really old people, perhaps even people as old as his grandparents, in which case he would also leave immediately. If they were only as old as his parents, he might stay a little while. He had been at old people’s parties before. They weren’t always bad. It depended on what kind of people were there. If they weren’t all really old, he would walk through the party to see what kind of bodies were present and gauge whether or not anything… interesting… might be happening. David wasn’t against sex with older women. They just had to be fit and attractive… and not look like his mother.
He once stayed for an all girl sleepover Halloween party at an apartment near the local college. The eight girls drank wine and watched scary movies all night… well not all night. He hadn’t realized how turned on girls can get by getting really scared. If he had been able to materialize– or more exactly corporealize– he could have spent the night fucking them all. Instead he spent the night watching some very interesting girl on girl action. One girl, whom the others called Sari, said she didn’t want to do “that,” but the bottoms of her teddy, when she took them off, were so soaked it looked like she had pissed herself.
For some reason… well for the obvious reason… the girls decided that the movies would be even scarier if they were naked. Sari agreed, but she was the last one to get naked as they got ready to watch the next slasher film. Unlike the others who casually lay naked on the blanket-covered floor or sat cross-legged eating popcorn or sweets, she sat with her legs carefully tucked in to the side and almost beneath her so that her sex was basically hidden.
When the movie got to a really scary part… just as the witless movie ingenue began screaming her head off because the masked villain had popped out of the bushes in front of her… the other seven girls jumped over at Sari and held her down. She screamed louder than the girl in the film as everyone found someplace to tongue or suck. But pretty soon the poor girl’s screams changed and she began screaming in orgasm. Her friends didn’t stop just because she had lost control. They kept licking her cunt and ass and sucking on her titties and toes until Sari was flailing around senseless on the floor.
That bothered David– a little. Sari had said she didn’t want to. But her words of protest didn’t sound all that convincing. If she truly didn’t want to, why did she get naked? And once her friends started suckling her nipples and lapping at her love bud, her cries of protest sounded even less sincere.
That night, Nancy’s protests had sounded much more convincing. She had willingly gone to Lover’s Loop with David. She willingly walked out onto the grassy hillside with David carrying a carefully-folded blanket. She had willingly lay on the blanket with him “to watch the stars.” She had even willingly let him take off her blouse and her skirt. It wasn’t until he started fumbling with the clasp on her brassiere that she said, “I don’t think we should be doing this here.”
Dave hadn’t really listened to her. Besides, he wasn’t sure if she meant they shouldn’t be doing THIS, or they shouldn’t be doing this HERE. He continued kissing her and rubbing her breasts through the fabric of her pale blue bra and even rubbing her pussy through the gusset fabric of her matching blue panties. For some reason the feel of those panties– or perhaps the feel of her labia and the bud of her clit through those panties– was still vivid in his memory.
He kept waiting for her to say “Stop,” or whatever, but she didn’t. After a while she was apparently too turned on to object so he once again fumbled with the clasp of her bra– this time successfully– and then slipped his fingers in the sides of her panties. He was somewhat surprised that she lifted her hips slightly as he attempted to pull them down.
Soon they were both naked and after a short period of more rubbing– this time on her naked breasts and cunt– he was inside her pumping away. She must have been on the pill because she didn’t tell him to put on a rubber or ask him to pull out. After he finished, they lay there for several minutes. She was looking up into the sky. Maybe she was actually watching the stars. After a while, she said, “I think we should go before somebody else drives up here.”
They dressed silently. David refolded the blanket and tucked it under one arm. He held her hand as they walked back to the car. While they were walking, he wondered if she would hate him in the morning.
David would never know the answer to that because they died on the way back into town. The driver of the other car was drunk. He was going at a high rate of speed and didn’t even slow down at the stop sign where the side road crossed the highway. Dave didn’t see him until just an instant before the crash. At first he thought that he had somehow miraculously survived because he was standing next to the wreckage. Nancy was partially out of the car. Her eyes were staring vacantly at him. The other car had rolled after hitting them and was sitting upside down in the ditch burning. Then he saw his own body still behind the wheel of his car.