The Other Side (closed)

[shizzz]

The feel of flesh again was beyond the dream. Something he had never realized how much he had forgotten as he buried his face in her full breasts. Her small hand slid begin her and he groaned into the soft flesh of her chest as she rubbed the head I his throbbing member against wr lips

Fire exploded up his shaft as she slid him in. Her pussy clamped down tight around his shaft as she sank down on him, the slick heat sent spasms of energy and eat through him, like lava poured into his body

"Oh my god" he groaned as he leaned his head back, his hands letting go of her breasts to pull her face close for a kiss

As their lips slid over each other his hands slid down to her ass. He grippe at the soft flesh, lifting her up and down slowly, sliding her up and down his hard aching cock, every movement like a million volts shooting through him






In the bedroom she tossed and turned, surrounded by a pale blue vapor that seethed, roiling eddies working over her body, small lights spawning with in. The low cloud wrapped snug around her as she lay there in her pajamas

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie was riding Lance ... faster... She rested her hands on his chest, pushing him down on the bad, and herslef was upwards, looking down at im, her hair waving freely besides her face. Her mout was open, letting her moans and groans out. She was rocking her hips on his lap. She felt herself guided by Lance's grab on her butt. She took a quicker pace, riding harder, her nails slightly bitting in his chest as she was feeling the pleasure grow inside her lower belly.

 

[shizzz]

She praised him down harder into the bed, her nails slidin over
The flesh of his chest

The strange mix of pleasure and pain had him sucking air through his teeth. The entire idea of sensations had been lost to him, but here, and now?

Every sensation was an explosion. And his cock being re-buried in the slick furnace of her sex was beyond intense. He felt melded to her in this strange dream place between worlds

"Oh god" he groaned as her aw clung to his, his entire being beginning to throb on unison with the soft ache in his groin, the need for release, and the waves
Of pleasure pushing him to it

 

[teasingSophie]

"Oh yes LAnce, yesssss"
She was at the same time moaning and screaming. Her sweating body was riding harder and faster on his groin, going on each thrust completely down. Sophie was feeling it come, it was very near.
*Cum on Lance, oh cum..."

 

[shizzz]

He pimped for all he was worth, his hips bucking into her, making the soft full flesh of her chest jiggle oh so delightfully, her hard nipples flailing up and down

"Oh god" he growled through clenched teeth. Then he exploded deep inside
Her

Beneath her, he disappeared as he came. That tension being released, his power and need to stay in that realm had fled. He found himself whirling around in the dark again.

His mind spun as he tried to find his way back
Where was she?

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie felt the cock explode inside her, spurting deep in her cunt. And that pushed her over the edge, making her scream loud, her body arched back. She grinded her nails in the chest under her and... and she fell down onthe bed. Alone. Just a little swirl of blue smoke and nothing more... She was panting on the bed, sweating, trying to find her breath after a hard orgasm like she never experienced. She looked around, afraid. Realizing she was in her own bedroom, modern furniture and all, in her pajamas. She was really hot and wet and sensitive between her thighs, her nipples were hard and sensitive too. She had cum. Really. But there was no semen inside her, nothing dripping from her cunt as it should... but she had felt it... She...
Sophie curled on the bed, closig her eyes tight, pulling the sheets over her... She was trembling.

 

[shizzz]

Lance flew for what seemed an eternity through the nether planes of existence. Realms he had not known. Somehow his climax had shot him through the ethos like a bullet

Finally he felt the familiar pull of his death place, and he sped there

The room suddenly exploded before him, and there she was curled under the sheets asleep, he glanced about and saw the sun rising up. And knew she would soon wake. He tried
To pull energy from the room to wake her to let her know he was there, but he was beyond exhaustion. He couldn't

He stood there, or floated or whatever, and waited, watching her breath, and watching her tremble occasionally. What had that been for her?

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie slowly woke up as the first rays of the sun touched her face. She yawned, trying to make it about her night. She shook her head, trying to remember how she eneded up in that room that had previuosly frightened her. She remembered something about very pleasant dreams. About one specific dream... Or was it really a dream? Many things assembled in her mind and soon she was up and clothed.
Sophie went out and get to the library, she spent hours on mystical part of it. The books about ghosts and so on. But that wasn't enough. not deep enough, only scientific studies showing thta it all was just not true. She knew ghosts exist. And there she went to a mystical shop, something with magical ingredients, magic rods and a lot of things she could never had thinked about.

Sophie began talking with the womna working there. She get some explanations about ghosts, spirits, haunting and how to summon them and so on. So she bought the stuff needed and walked home.

 

[shizzz]

je watched her go

He watched the house, his mind reeling from the dream they had shared, but he knew it wasn't a dream exactly. And he was dying to try again. He wanted to feel again, that fire of flesh he had not realized he longed for so much

She finally returned, and as heteied to reach out to her, he was still too drained to draw any energy. He couldn't have nudged a flee with the state he was in

So he watched, curious about all the strange things she had bought

 

[teasingSophie]

Evening came. Sophie placed a circle of candles on the floor of the basement that she had cleaned. She drew the octagram with the sacred sand. She pulled the bones powder and put it on the ground in the middle. All the time mumbling "So this is it Lance, this is it? You want to come back? OK, we'll see what you want. We'll meet for real..." She was reading the book and making sure her gestures were precise.
Sophie took the picture of Lance and his love, cut it in half to take only the image of Lance and put it in the middle of it all. She focused, bretahing deeply and set the picture on fire. Immediately she jumped back out of the design she had made on the floor.
She watched intently...

 

[shizzz]

He watched, not really knowing what it was she was doing. He just figured it for some form of honoring. Maybe that she fealt like she now knew him

But as the picture began to burn he felt himself being moved. It was like he was some sort of vapor, being caught into a gust if wind, slowly pulling him somewhere

As the last of the picture turned to ash he was suddenly in front of her

He was floating in the pentagram, his feet above the ground. He saw her face filled with hock, and he looked down to see him garbed the way he was the day he died all glowing a faint white blue. He looked back at her wondering

"What did you do" and he saw her recoil slightly as his voice sounded firm and strong off he walls of the basement

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie was standing in front of him... She was frozen there in her tight jeans and a light tshirt. Her eyes wandered over him. Lance. The dead man from a long time ago. Her jaw openend without a sound. She began walking slowly around the circle, observing the vaporous form. But he was there, for sure...

"i... I... I just wanted to... to meet you... Are you... Lance?"

 

[shizzz]

he looked over her as she began to circle him. The lines of her face were so like his wife's, but just a little differnt. Her nose was slightly tilted up. Her cheeks a littl rounder. And those eyes weren't her wife's, but then again his wife had been a lie. Or rather what he thought he ha seen in them

Her full round breasts were bigger then his wifes, and they bounced slightly with each stride she took. The shirt clinging to her body, showing her flat stomach and strong physique. Each stride took her around him and he stood still letting her see

"We have already met. You don't belong here. This place is mine and only mine I mwvere should
Have given you a chance. By you look
Like her. Your jot her, not after all these years, but you look so much like her" he said. Then he tried to reach her. He stepped towards her, reaching out a hand, and I hit an invisible wall

"What now. Now you have seen that I am. It a dream and I am not a figment of your imagination. I am a poor tortured soul forever bound to this house"

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie listened, facsinated... frightened... She jumped back when he tried to reach for her and sighed when he was blocked.
"Lance, I belong here. This... this is not your time anyomre. I bought the hosue, it's mine. And it may be yours too..."

She was speaking calmly.

"Lance, we can live here... both... you and me. I can let you spend your time here freely. And you can let me live here. I don't know what happened to you, I don't know why you can't find the rest you deserve. but I can promiise to keep your secret and to let you have your life... here... with me..."

 

[shizzz]

"life?!" he asked mockingly

"This house is mine. I built it. It's where I loved, loved, and died. I won't be leaving here , ever" he said in a menacing
Voice

Her mention I the past brought up movies je had spent centuries trying to rid himself of

"And what life could we have " he said as he clenched his hand into a fist, slamming it into the invisible barrier

"What am I to you some sort of pet on display. How could we coexist. Your alive and I am not. What kind of life? What kind of existence?" he growled as
He featured to himself.

"You know nothing of my existence "

 

[teasingSophie]

"Lance..."
She took a more seductive tone, taking a stand with her hip pushed sideways and a hand on it, leaning forward.
"Lance, you know you're lying. Don't you remeber that night? Don't you remeber you and me? You know there's something between us."
She ran he rhands along her sides, framing her curves and showing her body.
"Don't you remeber this? Me? Didn't you feel something?"
Leaning forward, moving closer to the invisible barrier, her nipples hardening and visible thorgh her tight tshirt and bra as she was aroused when thinking about that night.
"Tell me Lance..."

 

[shizzz]

He watched her hands begin to move, the way they accentuated her curves made him pause, his rage holding back

"That wasn't you that was my past.y clothes.t wife. How do you know what I did" he growled but je remembers thinking that ther had been something off about that dream. Something about his wife hadn't been quite right

His eyes slid over her chest as she stepped forward. He took a step, coming right up to the barrier

"You are not her!" he growled but there was something else in his tone, half question, and half relief

"I do remember you on the couch though. You seemed to like me then" he said with a grin, changing the subject to something that he knew had been with wr, trying not to think about his wife, that horrid slut

 

[teasingSophie]

"no I'm not her Lance... She's dead... since a very long time. Just like you. Except that she doesn't seem to haunt this house. Why you do and not her, I don't know."

Sophie put her hand agaisnt the barrier, sending a litte electric shock through it.

"But what I know is that I loved what we did..."

She pushed her hand, and smoke floated away as the barrier disapeared.