Ghost town

Gabe619

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OOC: Hi peeps:) I have this idea. A ghost town lies deserted and abandoned up in the mountains. It used to be an old mining town in the late 60's but the mines ran dry and people left until all that remains are the buildings. However thats not entirely true, there is something else here among the tumble down structures and abandoned cars and streets, theres Travis. Travis is a ghost, trapped here when he was murdered by his ex-wife during a drunken brawl. He was a bi-sexual womaniser and a sexual deviant (which was why his wife killed him, she found him with a guy), not to mention practical joker and he has a special power. Anyone he has sex with (and oh yes, he can touch living beings) gets a residue of his lust. It clings to them and slowly begins effecting their minds as time goes on turning them as sex crazed as Travis.

Anyway, I hope we'll have a few adventurous people want to go exploring through this ghost town to keep Travis amused:D The more the merrier as maybe they get stuck up here in the mountains by a bad storm;) Anyone interested PM me, or post a profile for a characters on this thread. Hope to hear from ya all soon.
 
First thoughts

OOC: Thought I'd do a first post for Travis, the ghost I'll play. In life he was 6'2", well built and musculer as he worked the mines all day. He had rough hands and short black hair.

IC:

The wind howled down main street blowing tumbleweeds and rubbish all over the place. Not that anyone cared anymore. No one had been here to live in a almost 40 years. The only people who came out here now were kids on dares, treasure seekers, prospectors, and the occasional school trip. It was a lonely place to be and Travis Campbell hated it. He stood at the upstairs window of the only hotel in town and looked out at the grey clouds and depressing town beyond. he hated it all, but he couldn't leave. He was trapped here by what he'd done, and by the way he'd died.

His wife had found him with his best friend, so what if he was sucking the guys cock, what did it matter? She still got hers every night and his wages went straight into her pocket, but no, that wasn't good enough. Screaming about the shame he had brought on her she had hit him around the head with a poker iron from the fireplace and killed him outright. Since then he'd been here wandering the town, but as people left when the mines dried up so his boredom had begun. Now it was only sated by the occasional person or group who came up here to the ghost town to explore. If he'd only known the spooky reputation he had helped create out in the real world he might have laughed, but he didn't. Travis Campbells ghost was forever trapped in this place until eternity ran out. He hoped the next visitor wouldn't be long in coming though.
 
Cum on in:)

A little of both darling;) But I'm more than ready when you are:D
 
Trixie. . .she never liked the name, but her parents were fans of The Honeymooners. "Tricks, watch out!!!" a voice shocked her back from her groggy trip. But it was too late. They had already crashed the car into the corner foundation of a falling down building. Luckily most everything of the building had already caved in prior to the impact. Years of neglect was causing the whole town to fall apart.

Cross-eyed from the wreck and the trip, Trixie couldn't tell what was drug-induced and reality at this point. Dannie's voice was on a slow-moving reel in her mind. "Oh my god, girl! You ok?" She felt her friend's hands around her own shoulders, trying to shake her into full consciousness. "Come on, girl, we gotta get out of here. This car is fucked. What if someone finds us like this." Dannie was opening her door to climb out, not really aware there was no one to be seen.

Trixie looked down at her body, still numb, but everything was intact. She must have smacked her head against the side of the car, because things were spinning. The strings on her denim cut offs seemed to slither like snakes, shifting around her crotch. Her little pink baby-doll T shirt suddenly had an upside down face that smiled at her. But when she shook her head, all things were back to normal. "FUCK!" her voice finally broke through her lips. "FUCK!" she banged the steering wheel with her hands.

Dannie made her way around the car to get Trixie out. Her tanned skin under the moonlight made for a work of art begging to be painted. Toned arms reached from her white T-shirt, and a peak of her panties came out from under her denim mini skirt. With all the dust kicking up from walking, Dannie joked "This is no place for heels" and kicked off her shoes, heading to the trunk to dig out some sandals.

The two girls stood in the middle of the deserted town strip, seeing the eerie silhouettes of buildings, realizing there was no one else here. Both tried their cell phones, but no signal could be found. "Well, Danz, looks like we're stuck here for the night." They felt their way around the trunk of the car, hoping to find a flashlight.
 
Travis heard the crash and immediately vanished from his postion int he hotel to the road side bordering the town. This was as far as he'd ever been able to go. This was his border and no further. The benefit of being a ghost of course was that no one could see you and he'd also found out during the years he could master transporting himself from place to place in his town by simply thinking about it. Now though his attention was on the crshed car and the two very, VERY hot girls raking around in the trunk of it.

He moved silently closer unitl he was no more than a meter or two away from then and stood looking them up and down. Tight young bodies, great legs, superb asses and the t-shirts they wore left nothing to the imagination when it came to their chest measurements. Trixie and Dannie it seemed they were called, but to Travis, after all this time, he'd just call them a miracle. Now if they were sensible they would go into town to find somewhere to pass the night, and when they did they were his, one way or the other. Hopefully he could take them seperately, but maybe playing with them might be fun if they were together. He laughed softly into the night as he stroked his growing bulge.
 
Luckily, her parent's car had a couple of extra blankets and, yes, a flashlight! There was an emergency kit too. The two girls threw together a few things into a bag, and walked the short distance towards town to find a building to stay in for the night.

Still feeling some lingering effects of the drugs, Dannie and Trixie laughed and felt rather care-free on the stroll, sometimes even making playful gropes at each other's breasts and asses. "Hey Dannie, are you still thinking about your operation?" Trixie asked.

"Yeah, I'm not sure though. I'm actually doing quite well with the way things are right now." Trixie looked at her friend, studying the chiseled features of her beautiful face, her deep, brown eyes, her dark, flowing hair. Both stopped walking for a moment. "That's great, Dannie." Trixie said softly at the revelation. "Is he nice?"

"Oh yes." Dannie replied with a smile over her full lips. "But Trixie, you know you'll always be MY special girl. No matter what, there will be a you and me." Dannie leaned in to taste Trixie's rosy lips. Her soft blue eyes held a sadness, but also happiness at her friend's good news. "Now come on. . .we need to get inside for the night."
 
Travis floated behind the girls his eyes never leaving them as he felt himself getting more and more aroused by their playful touching, their firm asses swaying as they walked, or rather swayed into town. He wonder breifly what the operation was Trixie refered to, but it wasn't important. He wasn't going to have a realtionship with these girls, he was going to use them, fuck them, then throw them out ... or he might actually try to keep these two as his play things, um, it had its up side. He'd tried it once before but the man had eventually killed himself as his cravings for sex had become impossible for even Travis to accomodate. This curse which passed his lust onto the living was a bind to be sure, but still, if they died they died. They would feel the effects of the spiritual lust he transfered within hours, sometimes minutes depending on the person, after he had had them in any sexual way. He'd once blown a male teacher off as he'd pissed up against the wall of a barn here in town and within ten minutes he'd had one of his students back here fucking her brains out. It had been the most fun Travis had had in years, but that had been 4 ... no 5 years ago. Right now he wanted these two girls,a nd he wanted them bad.

Finally they stumbled up to the only habital looking building in town, the hotel, and wandered inside. Travis followed qucikly grazing his fingers over Dannie's nipples as she passed him. He blew softly in her ear and then laughed quietly before moving back to watch them again,
 
"Looks like an abandoned hotel, Danz." Trixie remarked, shining the light into dark corners, watching dust dance on the beam.

"Yeah." Dannie said absentmindedly. Her arousal was unusually high this evening, and she blamed it on the drugs. Sometimes all she wanted to do afterwards was fuck. But never had she had such primal urges with Trixie. Always there was a love between them too, even in sex. Her nipples tingled, almost as if being touched; the wind blew at her neck playfully. "Let's just throw our blankets down and get to sleep. I need. . .to. . .rest. . ." her words trailed off at watching Trixie bent over, spreading out a blanket for them to sleep on. Her ample ass cheeks could be seen, just begging to be fucked. Dannie felt herself getting aroused, but again, accompanied by this uneasy stirring inside.

"Trix, baby girl, you go ahead and get comfy there. I need to just stroll a moment and get my head together. I'll be right back."
 
Travis grinned as Dannie said she was going for a stroll to clear her head. He watched her leave and waited until she was far enough away not to hear her friend if she was a screamer. Travis turned to watch Trixie finally lay down on the rug and stretch out. She was like a cat, her legs curling up a little and her arms above her head pushing her breasts against the thin material of her pink T-shirt. Travis floated over and knelt beside the girl as she closed her eyes for a moment. He grinned as he genlty cupped one breats and flicked his thumb over a nipple, feeling it harden almost instantly. Oh, so she was sensitive was she? He blew across her breasts making his breath cold and watching as both her nipples hardened now. He stroked her hair and slid one hand up her thigh to her jean cover crotch. Lets see how far he could go with her without actually raping her, Travis thought, although raping the young teen did have its lustful qualities. Um, maybe later.
 
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"Dannie?" Trixie called out after her friend had been gone for a moment. There was no reply. Sitting in the dark, quiet room, Trixie stretched out on the rug. Her nipples began to stiffen, and she arched her back when she ran her hands over them. The room swirled a bit in pretty shades, but the drugs were starting to wear off. Trixie laughed as she thought she felt a hand at her crotch. Mmmmmm. . .feels good, she thought, wishing Dannie would come back soon. She slipped off her shirt, still groping her own breasts, and then began to undo her shorts, not taking them off, but sliding a hand down to feel how wet she had become. God, she couldn't wait any longer. Maybe I'll just play a bit, until Dannie gets back. She began rubbing her throbbing clit, pinching her nipple and breathing heavily. Feels so fucking good.
 
Travis leant forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth, licking it and sucking hard before releasing it to watch this young slut stroke herself. He ran his fingers all over her body, her shoulders, her neck, her arms and legs and finally her belly and breasts. Another thing about being a ghost, you could go right through things, like hands or clothes. Travis took hold of Trixies tight shorts and began to slowly pull them down her toned legs. The girl wasn't wearing panties so her finger pleasuring herself was in full few as the ghost raised her ass off the ground with one hand and released her shorts with the other. They ghosted down her legs until Travis had them in his hands. He smelt them and sighed at the scent of a young womans pussy juices. Fro anyone watching the jeans were hanging in mid air over the masturbating girl then they drifted to the ground out of reach of Trixie, just in case, and Travis pushed her legs slowly apart.
 
I must be tripping still! Trixie told herself, as her ass was lifted off the ground and her shorts came down her legs. Too caught up in the pleasure-filled moment to care about the whys, leaning back, closing her eyes, feeling her legs slowly part. Damn. . .I hope Dannie gets back soon, she thought, her hands still roaming her body. She dug her fingernails into her thighs, then scratched her way back up to her dripping pussy, which felt like it was being licked.
 
Travis lapped at the girls clit savagely before lowering his mouth to suck some of her juices out of her before inserting his tongue into her pussy and tongue fucking the young girl. His hands roamed over her body again until they found her breasts and there they stayed, playing with the firm young orbs as he pinched her nipples and squeezed her tits as his thumbs flicked over her hard nipples. The taste was so good, he had missed it so much and his cock was raging now. He was a ghost so clothes were irrelevent. Taking one of Trixies hands he gently moved it down until he could press it against his cold, hard, smooth cock. he was now almost in a 69 with the girl, but he so wanted to feel warm flesh giving him a handjob after all this time.
 
Her hands were fully away from herself now, and still the surges of sexual ecstacy coursed through her body. Gasping, panting at how good it all was, her hand felt a hard cock, though she could not see it. "Dannie?" she called out again, wondering when her friend would get back so all this playing could be a reality. Stroking the cock, feeling a face diving into her pussy, this began to seem more real than her mind could imagine. She couldn't help these urges to taste this invisible dick, for it felt huge rolling along her palm.

Taking it past her lips, she continued to stroke it as she hungrily sucked it.
 
The ghost hissed in pleasure as the slut took him into her warm, wet mouth and began sucking him. This was easier than he'd remembered. Usually they struggled and fought back for a while, but this girl just went with the flow. Travis pushed his long hard cock deep into the girls wanton mouth, feeling her tongue lick around the shaft and glands. He groaned again, his voice sounding like a winter wind in the trees as he now pushed two fingers inisde her sopping wet pussy and began to finger fuck her as she continued to masterfully work his cock. Travis wondered what htis would look like to her friend when she got back and sniggered to himself. It would look like her friend was having the horniest dream ever, to the point of making out she was sucking cock. His lips sucked on Trixies clit again, sucked hard and fast as his fingers pounded into her. She was on fire, and he was the ice, but she was the one melting, not him, Travis Campbell was only just heating up.
 
Dannie came back from her walk, still feeling uneasy, but more in control of her thoughts and actions. As she made her way back to the room, she heard moanings of pleasure coming from Trixie. It was odd, yet stimulating at the same time. Well, if she's cruising to get some so much tonight, I can think of worse fates, Dannie joked to herself.

As she came to the doorway, Trixie looked incredibly sexy laying on the floor. Upon closer inspection, Trixie appeared to almost be in a trance of some kind. Was it the accident, or the drugs? Dannie didn't know, but watched as Trixie seemed to be sucking on an invisible cock and grinding her hips at the air. Whatever it was, it was getting Trixie off, and starting to get Dannie close to the point of not being able to control herself again.

"Trixie?" Dannie touched her shoulder. Trixie looked back at Dannie with animalistic lust in her eyes. Pulling Dannie closer to her, hungry to devour Dannie's lucious lips, Trixie grew hungry for the cock again.

"Do you see anything?" Trixie moaned, between sighs of invisible pleasure. "It's so real." her eyes searched the room, only seeing Dannie now.

"Huh?" Dannie asked, trying to see where Trixie was looking, then found she was starting at her again. Hungrily she kissed her lips once more, but noticed Trixie was stroking an invisible cock. Dannie put her hand over Trixie's, and swore she felt something. She fell backwards in shock, her skirt up and her legs spread wide. With her mouth hanging open, she watched Trixie continue to fuck something that Dannie was no longer certain wasn't there.
 
By now Travis was panting in lust for these girls and Dannies return only made things even more sexy and horny. Trixie kept giving him a wonderful handjob as she passionately kissed her friend and when Dannie put her hand on his cock as well he almost came ... almost, he had learnt a lot of self control over the years he had been here. He was enjoying himself to much to come so soon. No, these young sluts he would enjoy for a long time.

Dannie was lying back in shock after feeling his ghostly cock and the fear and uncertainty in her eyes were an athrodisiac in themselves. The ghost grunted as Trixie slipped her mouth over his cock again and licked her tongue across the head and down the shaft before sucking his balls. Oh, god, he had to have her! Pulling out of her mouth, Travis got down between her legs and pushed his cock down till it found the wet opening of her pussy. It was so wet that her juices were flowing easily out of the hole and down to her ass. He pushed the head in, feeling the pussy open to allow him in, she was tighter than he imagined, but then he was very well endowed. His 9" cock was also quite thick, the main reason his wife had put up with for so long before smashing his brains out. With a savage grunt the ghost pushed forward and slid himself home.
 
Dannie was caught between lust and fear. Trixie looked so fucking hot there, moaning and humping the air. Sucking and stroking a cock that could not be seen, but was real to her. Her sounds, her looks, her calls asking Dannie to come and join her. Was she possessed? She couldn't tell, but felt her urges rising again, overtaking the fear. She didn't seem to be in pain, whatever was going on here.

"Dannie, Dannie, I need it." Trixie begged, reaching out for her friend. "Give it to me." Trixie growled, then threw her head back, humping the air even more as it seemed a cock had been slid into her tight cunt. "Oh fuck yeah!" Trixie screamed out into the air, wrapping her legs around a body that was not there, or was it?

Dannie walked over to Trixie's begging hands, reaching up, and knelt beside her. Touching Trixie's lips with hers again, Dannie began to lift up her shirt, and pull down her bra, bringing out her delicious tits. Trixie's tongue was outstretched, trying to reach Dannie's perfectly errect nipples. But again, the invisible fucking made her pant and throw back her head, moaning in pleasure.

Dannie came closer to Trixie, still uncertain of what was going on, but she had to have Trixie's lips on her nipples to know everything, though mysterious, was fine. Dannie was now on all fours, her breasts hanging over Trixie's face, Trixie reaching up to grope them, pull them, pinch the nipples, then lifting her head up to suck and bite Dannie's nipples. "Oh fuck yeah!" Trixie screamed out. "Give me that cock!"
 
And he did. travis fucked the girl with his monster as hard as he could, loving the way her hips rose to meet his thrusts. He reached down and rubbed her clit for her as he admired Dannies tits from hsi position between Trixies legs. Christ these girls were on fire, the best he'd ever had. He couldn't wait to get his shaft into Dannie as well, her ass looked so good in that mini skirt which had risen up to reveal her firm young ass cheeks to him as she knelt on all fours by her friend so that Trixie could suck and fondle her breasts. Travis just knew her pussy would be tight and wet for him as Trixies had been. He reached over and ran his fingers down Dannie's back feeling the soft smooth skin, then he reached under and cupped one of her tits, the one Trixie didn't have her mouth sucking on.
 
"Oh god, I'm gonna cum!" Trixie screamed, holding back, but enjoying every sensation so much. "Put it in me!" she begged to Dannie. "Put it in my mouth."

Dannie, still uncertain but so caught up in Trixie's hungry demands, rubbed the crotch of her panties. She thought she felt the trace of hand over her back and gasped. Looking around, Dannie didn't see anyone, and went back to rubbing her crotch. Trixie looked primal now, as if she were going to explode in lust. She clawed at Dannie's clothes, helping her remove her shirt, savoring every touch of Dannie's breasts, and pulling at Dannie's skirt. As Dannie moved to slide out of her skirt, Trixie licked her lips at Dannie's approaching crotch. Then, as the silky material came closer to Trixie's lips, Dannie turned side ways to reveal a giant, throbbing erection.

"So hungry for you." Trixie whispered between pants and groans, as her tide of orgasm built again. Dannie slipped out of her panties too, now standing, looking down at Trixie, with her delicious womanly body, but a rock hard cock. Dannie fell to her knees and let Trixie nurse her nine inch flesh straw.

Trixie's mouth opened wide to receive every inch of Dannie. In and out, Trixie took Dannie, loving the tastes of Dannie's pre-cum. Trixie's sucking picked up pace as the ghost began to fuck her harder, pounding her tight cunt. Jerking Dannie's cock, Trixie's face tightened, and she screamed "I'm coming", then dove back down on Dannie's cock so Dannie could feel the moans in the back of her throat with the head of that manly cock.
 
Where the hell?! Travis kept fucking his girl, unable to stop even for this. Dannie had a cock, a 9" cock which looked really, REALLy nice. But how could a girl have a cock? He was confused but incredibly aroused at the same time. Especially as Trixie was starting to come and her pussy milked his cock as he thrust into her. The sight of a girl sucking another girls cock was just the most unbelievable thing the ghost had ever seen. What was going on the world outside his little cocoon? Who cared he thought as he licked his lips, his eyes fixed now on the cock in Trixies mouth and then on Dannies obviously very womanly curves. Oh, god, Travis thought as he gritted his teeth, I'm coming! An so was Trixie, the ghost and the girl came together one from having Travis huge cock rammed up her, the other from seeing Dannies own cock. Travis had no idea if he now generated sperm, but this was the best orgasm he'd had in 40 years and he almost collapsed on top of Trixe as he pulled himself out of her soaking cunt and moved away slight to get a better angle on the cock sucking which Dannie was obviously enjoying. The ghost moved behind Dannie and knelt down to look, but nope, no pussy, so what the hell was she ... he .... ah hell, whatever it was? Man or woman? Those tits were a womans, no doubt, but she didn't have the plumbing for a girl, she did have the plumbing for a guy though. Travis couldn't help it he had to feel it. He slipped one hand around Dannie and as Trixie let the cock pop out of her mouth as she spasmed in an aftershock, he wrapped his hand around it and stroked.
 
Dannie came close to cumming, as she listened to Trixie orgasmic explosion. And as Trixie drifted for a moment in her pleasure, Dannie could still feel sensations of stroking on her cock. Her breath became tight gasps, as she felt the cum rising in her extremely extended "clit."
 
Travis watched Dannie's face as he stroked her off, she was nearly there already. He reached down and fondled her balls as he quickened the movement of his hand on her shaft. Glancing down at the worn out Trixie as she lay before them both stark naked and licking her lips in the warmth of an amazing climax, Travis could feel his cock rising again at the sexy vision. These girls were so hot and by now they had both been infected by him. Although he doubted they could of got much more aroused if they'd tried. Even if he hadn't been here they would have had great sex tonight. Travis's ghost smiled that he was lucky enought TO be here. Yes he was cursed to remain in this god forsaken twon, but it did sometimes have its up side.

Dannies gasp brought Travis back to the business at hand as he felt her cock spasm in his ghostly fingers. She groaned and exploded. Her come flew all over Trixie's naked form, her face, her breasts and her stomache. Dannie certainly could get some distance on her coming, Travis thought with a grin as he licked her ear and continued to stroke and fondle the girl until she was done. He released her as she fell forward onto her friend.
 
Jeanie Vaughan

OOC: Jeanie Vaughan
Age: 30
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 135lbs.
Measurements: 34C-24-36
Hair: Black, Just past her shoulders, naturally curly
Eyes: Dark Brown, almost black

Jeanie is the recdent widow and sole heir of James Vaughan, the last of the Vaughan family, descendents of the founder of the Vaughan Mining Company. Among the properties owned by the Company was the old Stone Mountain Mine. In fact the Company, and now Jeanie, owned the entire mountain, including tte old Ghost Town of Stone Mountain.

Jeanie had never seen the property, but now that it was hers she thought she ought to check it out. She had heard some stories from her late husband of real ghosts in the town. But she dismissed such stories as the ramblings of an aged mind.

James had been 77 years old when he married Jeanie three years earlier. They had met on a Caribean Cruise. James' first wife had died a few years earlier and he was looking for a young trophy wife. Jeanie fit perfectly with what he was seeking. She was beautiful, witty, uninhibited. Their short marriage had been a happy one for both parties. With James' fatal heart attack, Jeanie was now very wealthy. And young enough to enjoy it.



IC: Jeanie thought of her late hausband as she drove her SUV up the dirt road and into the old Ghost Town. She was surprised at the preservation of the old buildings. The place had definite possibilities. She wondered about building her own rustic get-away up here on Stone Mountain. She certainly didn't believe the place was haunted. Such tales were best saved for teenage campfires.

At the far end of the town, near the mine shaft, Jeanie saw a building that had fallen down. As she turned the corner to turn her SUV around Jeanie saw a car had wrecked into the side of the building. She jammed her vehicle into Park and ran to look inside the car. There was no one there. Jeanie wondered where the people might be.

"Hey, anybody here!" Jeanie shouted. But got no response. She figured that maybe there had been more than one vehicle on the trip and the passengers had piled into another vehicle and gone back down the moutain to find a tow truck.

Since she was already parked, Jeanie decided to have a look around the old ghost town.
 
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