Ghost Chaser..2015 last try

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OOC: my char. is a ghost chaser. she gets calls to investgate hauntings and some are nothing and other times runs into playful and sexually agressive spirits.
need writers 4 male ghosts.

Ashley Cumners was a "ghost hunter" the 5'5 brunette always checked out all calls today was an old asylum said to be haunted. She wore a pink blouse, black pleated skirt 4" above the knees, nude pantyhose and 3" strappy pink heels as she always wanted to look good for the camera 4 her tv show.
Camera rolling...
 
Disturbed again, I thought, why can't they leave ua alone. I poke my head through the wall and see the camera. Not again, not these ghost hunters. They're the hardest to get rid of.

Then I see the ghost hunter. Quite beautiful, maybe I should entice her to stay. I float over behind you. I stand behind you as you talk to the camera. I concentrate enough so that I'm just visible to the camera.

I'm also solid enough to lightly caress your ass, reach around and cup your firm breasts. That should be enough to get them inside. I move away down the hall hoping you'll follow.
 
Swearing I feel hands but seeing nothing solid I move on thinking its signs of spiritual life. Wondering if they will be nice or " aggressive" spirits. I need footage of any kind for my show so I head further in. Heels clicking on the marble floors with an echo.
 
I float into the dinning hall. "We've got visitors guys!" The three other spirits living in the asylum float in. "Any good lookin ones," asks Billy. "Yeah," cackles Marty, "I need my special medicine, like when Nurse Betty would come visit. "Why can't they just leave us alone," grumps Silas.

"You three losers can barely move objects around," I said, "so don't worry. But the reporter is a young, pretty little thing. I need you guys to do what you can to split them up. I want to get her to my room and get her naked. Time to initiate the ghost hunter. Now start making noise. I'm going to follow her around, see how horny I can get her."

I float away and find you standing around, acting like you can detect us. I smile and float up to you. I move one hand and begin rubbing you breast again. My other hand presses against your crotch. My ghostly hand rubs your pussy through you clothes, trying to make you moan.
 
I stand there and gasp as I feel pressure on me but I see nothing. Thinking just an odd draft I live on deeper taking shots of rooms and the medical equipment wondering what tables and restraints were used for.
 
Hmmm, I think, she doesn't scare easy, that's good. I follow along. I hear the thuds and moans of Billy, Marty and Silas. It gets your attention. You all head for the sounds. As you all turn the corner, you see tables and chiars flying across the old cafeteria. Again, I'm beside you fondling your breasts with your now hard nipples and cupping your pussy through you clothes.
 
I stand there in awe of the s ene if the flying chairs. Part scared. But also smiles from the evidence of paranormal activity. Again i feel what feels like hands on my breasts and pussy as i swear i feel a tugging on my short pleated skirt. But think nothing of it as i move in more.
 
I yell to my fellow ghosts, "ok boys, now lets get them split up. Start throwing thing this way. We need to get her down this hall and into my room." You will be mine. I concentrate and become visible to you. "You better run that way deary before you get hit." Then I disappear. Before you can say anything you see chairs and tables flying at you and your crew.

In the the scramble, you skirt gets caught, rips and falls away. I smile as I float behind you.
 
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Ooc edit last post Nd have me separated then maybe blouse or skirt off. Then I'll edit this post
 
I gasp as I hear RRIIPP. And my skirt falls to ankles. I blush because I'm shaved and pantiless under my pantyhose. Not sure why blushing no one around just habit I guess as I go to grab it.
 
As you grab for your skirt it moves. I have hold of it and I drag it down the hall. You watch as it floats into a near by room. I let it on my bed and return to where you are standing. I run my hand up and down your smooth mound. I bet you don't even think that ghosts get horny or that you would get the chance to fuck one.
 
I shake head like I'm imagining things as I see my skirt go down the hall on its own?? My heels click on the hard floor as I follow it into a room. The room appears to be a medical room for the asylum patients. Flat tables and old restraints. Getting caught up for a second I film not even remembering I have no skirt on then my mind flashes to reality as I search for my missing attire.
 
I put the skirt on a table the is blocked in by two others. You will need to reach over a table to get it. Once you do, it is easy to get you up on the table. You struggle against my invisible hands but I eventually get the straps buckled.

You scream as I close the door. I float next to the table and my voice comes at a whisper on the wind. "Might as well save your screams. This room is sound proof. The warden made it that way to family members did hear his torture us if they came to visit. My name is Robert. I led you here because I need you, want you. You should be flattered, I don't show myself for just anyone. Have you ever thought about being fucked by a ghost?"
 
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breathibg harder I say who's there as I see nothing. I'm not here to harm just TV show ghost hunter. My eyes scan room for signs but see nothing. As I await next move in the quiet room.
 
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I remove you shoes, then your pantyhose. You watch as each button on your blouse pops open. Your blouse floats open followed by your bra. Your nipples are hard. I brush you left nipple with my lips. My hand strokes your smooth pussy. You feel something slip through your labia and brush your clit.
 
I struggle to no avail as I see offing but clothes being removed. Then I feel something on my freshly shaven slit. I look around see nothing but feel pressure on my perky tits and I blush as I feel myself getting a bit damp between my thighs.
 
I'm curious as I touch your body. My hands can touch you, can my mouth, my tongue. In my windy voice, "you will be my test subject. I can touch you with my hands and you can feel it. Now, will you be able to feel my lips, my tongue."

I lean my head down, sticking out my tongue and touching it to your nipple. I suck it into my mouth and lap as it. I can feel it harden. My finger continues to lazily stroke at your clit, the palm of my hand resting on your lovely mound.
 
My kind racing trying to process what is going on. Is this reality or just a very very vivid dream. I see nothing but feel warm sensation on my perky chest as I feel suction. As well as pressure on my bald pussy. My body goes back and forth between fear and getting excited trying to make sense of what is goin on but as of yet cannot quite do so.
 
Your reaction makes me think you can feel what I'm doing but I want to be sure. I gently bite down on your hard nipple as I plunge a finger inside you. I feel your slick pussy around my finger. The first pussy I've felt in many, many, many years.

I love the feel of you. Your skin is soft, your breasts firm. Oh how I missed this. The scene reminds me of the last time I had a woman on this table. The warden allowed those of us that did favors for him to do almost anything we wanted. The warden did his experiments and then left her for me.

My tongue stops, my finger still. I raise up and look at you. You look so much like Cheyenne. I loved her but she wouldn't even talk to me, said I wasn't good enough. I put her out of my mind. I whispered to you as my finger started working your bald pussy, "Tell me what do you feel?" My lips return to your breast, rolling the nipple between my lips.
 
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This can't be happening I think. Am I getting wet from this assault by this asylum spirit. " what do you want here show me a sign. I look around trying to make sense of what's going on but cannot. Please let me go I mean you no harm. I plead thinking I'm crazy for talking to no one. Or at least none I see.
 
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"I mean you no harm as either. I mean to pleasure your beautiful body." I bend down, pressing my invisible lips to yours, slipping my tongue in your mouth. I continue to stroke your clit in lazy circles, teasing you.

As I pull my lips from yours, "I hope that is enough of a sign for you." My lips move to your perky breasts, taking my time sucking and kissing each nipple.
 
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