This old house (closed for SinfuIDreams)

[JonathanBair]

When I was alive it was 1770's. A mid to old man for the time of 36. I was lean and solid muscle tho from my days of tinkering fixing anything. The world was turned up side down as one house was for staying with the king an the next may want a local government. I had been a long term working hand to a rich family. The family I worked for was wealthy and was loyal to the king as they dealt with shipping allot. When the fighting broke out, the small town that the big house was apart of just off a deep water small bay. Was the last night of my life. Soon after war caused the family to move and I was left behind.

In the years, time passed slowly. Mostly I protected this old neglected house form the wild teens. I missed the human company and still felt tied to the land....As it rolled into 2000, I became less active till the house was all but forgotten till one fateful day when 2 ladys drove up in a car to look at the house.

As they pulled up, I walked to the porch to watch and listen. I could see bunch of papers in the back seats with homes on them. I knew this would be another showing of the home, and odds are leaving saying to much work to fix up. I stand to the side of the door. Part of me staved for human company, but also hatting it knowing its only rejection. That has been my life for as long as I can remember now. The days of chasing teens off, a distant dream to me. My living past a haze that's is hard to remember right now.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

The h sight of the rolling house has me gasping, my breath freezing.

This is it. This is my house it took me 3 hours of turning every single house down that Julie showed me today to convince her to let me look at this place. She said it unsuitable and needs to many repairs to make it livable again. I don't think so. Just from looking at it from the outside I can tell the house is still solid. So what if I won't be stretching out on the upper balcony anytime soon with a cup off coffee and the paper. I can live with that.

I've been alone far to long done nothing but work to live, never living for just life. When my aunt passed away and left me a substantial fortune my whole life changed. I have the money for my own home and the freedom to become a full time writer like I always wanted. Maybe once all the repairs are done I could even turn it into a b&b have the place filled with laughter and happiness the way it should be.

I scramble out of the car as fast as my curvy figure will let me, my head tipped back in awe of the house in front of me, mind racing with all the ideas of what I could do to add my own personal touches to it, my feet shifting me closer of their own accord it almost feels like I'm being pulled towards it.Slowly I step up the front steps running my hand up the rail, I place my hand softly on the door and push it open. The door barely even creeks that's a positive sign I think to myself.

Stepping just inside a wave of excitement hits me along with the peaceful quite, it's almost like I can feel the love that used to dwell here. What better place to write romance novels than a house that you can feel the love in. What better place to lick my wounds of another failed attempt at a relationship. Ugh, no I won't think of that today.

I realise I don't need to see anything else of the house, my instant love is more than enough. No matter how much work needs to be done I'm fine with it. I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty and do as much of it myself as I can.

I turned to Julie and said the words that will change my life. "I'll take it."

 

[JonathanBair]

I watch being very confused. The lady getting out of the passenger side of the car. Hey eyes seam to be wide. Its a look I haven't seen for so long. My mind is trying to think when was the last time I seen the look. It dawns on me, that must of been the look to see this is the place I would be living and working. I can see so much racing over her face. I wish I could hear her thoughts.

Its her movement that pulls me out of the mind cloud of thoughts as she passes so close to me. She has no fear. I can see the look of wonder and hope on her face. As each step she takes seams like she belongs here. There is no hesitation in her movement.

Something in me is shocking and angering as she looks around. I see the joy slowly building in her. Isn't this what I wanted? Someone to live with, but the anger of someone taking over my home is also filling me. I move in behind her as she walks into the house. Suddenly she turns around and looks right at me in the eyes as I hear her say " I'll take it" My mouth hangs open in sock. At first I wonder if she can see me and is she talking to me?

I don't know what to do as this woman stands less then a arm span from me. Can I allow her to live with me? My mind is wrapped stuck on that question.

I stand before this woman invisible but wearing heavy cotton pants and a light long sleeved cotton shirt, barefoot as the way my last night alive ended.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

When I told Julie I'll take it I swear I heard a gasp from in front of me. Felt a rush of air across my face, the place must just have a draft I ration to myself. A window stuck open or missing glass. Besides a house this beautiful couldn't hold any malicious spirits. It's not possible with how serene a vibe it puts out.

I'm not saying I even believe in ghost or spirits but I've watched enough horror movies to be a little aware of buying a older home.

Turning to Julie again I ask her to wait in the car, I want a brief moment to explore before we head back to her office to sign the paperwork.

As soon as she leaves the room I spin around in a circle, my sundress flaring out around my legs, my brown curly messy hair flipping into my face. My whole body giddy with excitement.

Stopping mid spin a chill runs down my spine. I feel someone else in the room with me. Or is my excitement just playing tricks on me? Never mind I tell myself nothing can hurt me here.

Walking over to the staircase I lovingly lay my hand against the post and mutter under my breath. "I promise I'll fix you up as good as new. I'll spend as much time as it takes making all the years of neglect up to you."
I'm unsure if I'm talking to the house, myself or something else I have the urge to pacify.

Shaking my head at my own thoughts I skip my way back out of the door even the eerie feeling of being watch isn't enough to dampen my current high.

 

[JonathanBair]

I can see the look of full of energy and happiness in her. It is so warm, and inviting. As she spins the sheer joy is starting to rub off on me. I find my self smiling admiring the brown curly hair flapping in her face. I am half tempted to reach out and touch it. I am about to touch the side of her head as she walks away. I can smell a sweet soft but warm and soothing sent as she passes next to me almost walking into my shoulder. I spin in time to watch her pass and I see shes heading to the stairs.

As she speaks about fixing it up. Her voice is so kind. I cant help but to feel my self softening for this stranger. I am fighting with my self. I should be rejecting her, but something about her is calling me to her. Soon I am pulled out of my internal fighting as I get a shock threw me. I spin around to see her skipping to the door and out of my life....

As I watch helplessly a dark wave I feel is starting to build inside me. Despair and anger with each skip she takes away from me. As she is on the 3rd skip, I start to walk out after her. I cant let her go... I must fallow her, to listen and watch. To make sure this isn't some kind of hellish act.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

As I skip my way out the door I feel a presence urging me back inside the house, the feel of it has me stopping in my tracks, my head tilting to the side I scan my eyes around the room. Nope, nobody here. It's just the excitement of the day.

I wonder when I can move in? Should I ask for the keys today? The ad said the house has it's own back up generator so I could use that while I wait on the power company. It's still early just after midday, it's possible I could move some of my clothes and bring over the air mattress and cleaning supplies and just clean one room to sleep in.

Yes I'll do that, I want to do that. Something inside of me doesn't want me to leave here for long. I start to feel a wave of depression hitting me over the idea of spending even one more night away from here.

It's as though I have a instant connection with the house. This is my home even if I haven't even purchased it yet.

Wiggling my fingers in a little wave at the house. I jog towards the car taking one last look behind me, my eyes tracing over the proud shape of the house. On a whim I mutter a quick "I'll be back as soon as I can, today I hope."

I don't know why I'm talking to the house as though it is listening to me, but for now I feel the urge to explain myself like earlier. Not so strange a feeling to me. I always feel like I need to explain how I feel to everyone. Nobody in my life has ever really gotten me. I'm going to chalk up my chatting to the house due to the pressure of house hunting finally being lifted.
Nodding my head to myself I squeeze my curvy short frame back into Julie's tiny car.

Time to get the paperwork done in a hurry so I can come home and start organising what I need to do.

 

[JonathanBair]

I fallowed her to the car. When she opened the car door. I put my self in the middle of her and the car. I soon felt her lower and pushing threw me as she slipped into the car. A tingle went threw my body. Little tinny burst of happiness and sadness at the same time all over my body when her skin is in contact with me.

I watch helplessly as the door closes and almost as fast they are driving away.

In all the time I been here, I have never felt so alone. such deep saddens over take me. Each minute that passes seams like hell to me. I wish I could go back to being ignorant of time. I only could wait till she comes back.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

I sit in Julie's stuffy office feeling depressed and lonely. I don't ever remember feeling this way before.

We are only half way through the paperwork and already I'm itching to leave and get back to the house. Every nerve in my body had been humming since I stepped into the car. Like I've had one gigantic electric shock run through me. I'm on edge, it almost feels like I'm aroused.
Not that I've felt that way for a long time. My last relationship was more of a flatmate situation. That is until he found out about my Aunts money. Then it turned into a moochfest. Him trying to drag out every dollar he could out of me, always sneaky, always shifty.

Now I'm happy alone, I'm happy with just myself to worry about and now my house of course. Just thinking about it makes my lips turn up in a smile. A sense of urgency following fast on it's heels.

I look at Julie and wait while she gathers the rest of the papers my legs crossed and foot bouncing I know she can see how restless I am but still she goes at the same slow speed.

An hour later all the paperwork done and money instantly transferred with the banks pre-approval, I race out the door the keys to my house feeling heavy and hot in my hand, almost hot enough to burn my skin.

I quickly dash to my temporary apartment to throw a bag together, rushing through grabbing clothes off hangers and panties out of my draw. I look for some PJs, the only ones I find are a lacey black set, low cut top and high cut bottoms. Oh well not like anyone is going to see me with how isolated my house is.

I scramble down to my car dragging my bag and air mattress at the same time to save on trips. I run back to grab my cleaning stuff and slam the door closed.
Within 15 minutes of getting to the apartment, I'm in my car again heading to my new home.

My body starts to tingle in excitement the closer I get to home. Yes home, my home.

 

[JonathanBair]

I walk the grounds mutter to my self " Such a fool Jon, did you really think you could have stopper her." and " Today has to be the worst day of my life and afterlife is this hell where is all the fire." things like that. As I try and find my self for the first time in such a long time. I don't even remember feeling like this when I first died knowing my friends and family where still alive.

I heard a car drive up as I mope my way in the back door at the kitchen that the servants used. Unaware the woman responsible for this wave of feeling is about to show up in my life again.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

Squealing to myself I rush for the door dragging my things along the drive behind me, not caring if I damage anything. My focus on getting inside as fast as I can.

Dragging my bag up the stairs, my keys ready in my hand just as I reach the knob it swings open by itself. I'm sure I locked the door. I clearly remember turning the big old fashioned key.

Never mind I must have just thought I did. Time to pick a room to work on getting clean so I have somewhere to sleep tonight.

I wander my way through the downstairs stopping to check each door I come across. The first one is a parlour with a grand piano in one corner and the paint peeling from the walls and ceiling. The next is the dinning room and the kitchen after that. I find two separate full bathrooms and some smaller rooms possibly servants rooms. The final joining rooms are the ones I choose to clean. A study attached to a large library. The study has a huge desk and a large daybed positioned next to the window overlooking the back grounds. The library is still full of books with dusty covers and a comfortable looking arm chair in front of the fire place.

Perfect this shall be my own clean personal space as I work on the rest of the house. Even the daybed is still in usable condition the last owners having covered everything in drop sheets to keep the dust off.

Slowly I pull the sheets off the furniture making sure not to flick the dust around. Stretching my body out I reach to the highest corners of the room with a duster. Slowly brushing the all the dust and cobwebs down to the floor.

A sudden thought of I need music pops into my head.
Hmm where did that come from? That echoing noise?
What is it? It sounds like a violin softly playing.
My ears strain to pick up the soft threads of music I start to slowly sway in place.

 

[JonathanBair]

Coming in from the back of the house, I head into my old bedroom. Unaware of anyone being here with me. I start to play the violin. A old song that was often played when I was alive. It starts off slow to a mid pace, but after a minute picks up to a more faster up beat pace. I keep playing a 3 mid to fast pace songs to try and lift my broken spirit.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

The music draws me from my obsessive cleaning, my feet carry me down the hall and closer to the small rooms I found earlier.

My heart jumps in my chest, I know I hear music, the soft sound echoes down the hall. Almost hushed from the human ear, as if there is something wrong with it, muffled and haunting. Not quite of this realm.

My feet carry me to the door, my hand hesitating on the handle,what if there is someone on the other side? It could be anyone, this place has been abandoned for so long anyone could have moved in and made it home.

I'm worried now, a mixture of unease and fear gripping me. I see my hand tremble slightly on the handle. Forcing myself to push it down.

Suddenly the music stops, nothing but silence meets my ears.
The music is gone and with it my heart drops and a overwhelming feeling of sadness hits me.

Feeling more alone right now then I ever have I turn from the door.

 

[JonathanBair]

Just as my last song ended. I hear a sound at the door. Like someone was about to come in. It fills me with rage as someone is in my home. I get up form the old bed I am sitting on and set the violin down. I start to make my way to the door and walk threw it. That's when I see her walking away. My eyes roam over her body and I am filled with joy. I start to fallow her to see where she is going.

With each step she takes, I note the slight sway of her sundress as she walks. Rage is gone but I am now filled with lust, as this woman has changed me so deeply. My afterlife is hanging on her being close to me. As she is still unaware of me being in the house with her.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

As I slowly drag my feet down the hall and back to my room the sadness of my empty life makes my shoulders hunch and a single tear trailing down my cheek. Even the happiness at having a home to call my own can't lift my spirits now.

Maybe I just need a early night with a good book and a glass of wine.

Sighing to myself I collect my pjs and a few toiletries determined to wash the muck off my skin before I settle in for the night. It's to late to heat water so I strip and fill the sink with cold water. Rubbing a old flannel across my dirty smeared face and arms. Watching my skin turn pink when the icy water hits it, shivering in the dark bathroom listing for noises.

My mind still lost on thoughts of the music I heard, where did it come from? My brain is still trying to work out the logic of it, when deep inside I know it's not from this world. The music was to eerie to be made by a human touch. But then what made it?

A ghost? I smile and shake my head in the mirror at the track my mind took me. I'm over tired that's all.

Pulling on my black pjs I feel almost indecent even though the house is empty except for myself. It's the way the fabric clings to my nipples and outlines my hips and ass, if I wasn't so curvy it wouldn't look so bad I tell myself. Must be time for another diet that never works.

Sighing to myself I wonder back to my room shivering as a chill creeps down my spine. The feeling of being watch still lingering form earlier. Even as I climb into my makeshift bed to read by lantern light.

 

[JonathanBair]

MY little tormentor keeps slowly but steadily walking away. I match her foot step by foot step. If I reach out, I know I could lay my elbow on her shoulder, but for now I am studying her. When she stops and bends over looking for some clothing, I let my finger tips lightly work there way over her shouldn't blades. I don't think she can feel it, but the act makes me feel better.. Helps cure the hunger and this strange sadness that seams to be seeping in to my core.

Her sigh catches me off guard and ffreezes me in place. I cock my head to a side and wonder could she be making me feel sad? As I think that I see her grab a bag. When she turns she moves in the middle of my arms, and walks threw my left arm as it moves threw her breasts. The millions of little burst of energy burst all threw my body the second I am inside her. I closely fallow her again now smelling her hair as she walks. The hair lightly touching my chest with each little bounce it dose from her steps. As she stands and washes up, I move in front of her. I take this time to get my face to her chest level. Lightly sniffing her chest as her breasts move freely infront of my face. I watch as she washes her face and arms. I am glad she left her chest for my face.

I look up at her face, as my nose moves to her neck. I see a smile and she shakes her head as she looks at the mirror. Her gaze clearly over me. Being so close to her, reminds me of being drunk. I am so happy but feel sadness at the same time. Then the lust is burning still for this woman.

I want to let out a cry as I work with every ounce of my self to hold it back as she redresses. I lightly let my fingers play with her nipples as the poke out to me. I do like how the outfit hugs her hips and ass, tho I do wish she didn't have it on. To night I make my mind up to kiss every bit of this woman. My personal heaven and hell mixed into one as she sleeps. I wonder if her mood is affecting me, Tonight I will want to try and make her sleep good and happy. Maybe I can make the next day better for us.

As she sighs again and turns, this time passing threw my body sending the burst of energy all over me. I fallow her closely. I see she is heading to her room again.

As she gets in bed, I move right next to her. My arm lightly ever so gently touching her arm as she starts to read. I move my right hand up and down her upper arm. Fighting the temptation to let my skin touch her fully. I wonder if she can feel the graze of my skin. Can my being here, the longing for her be felt. Is it affecting her?

Her being so content to read is driving me crazy. As I got to fight to hard not to fully touch her. Right now I feel like I am back in hell but loving it at the same time. I pray she stops reading and sleeps soon, I got so much to do tonight to her. I try and distract my self by thinking of her wanting to change rooms into my room. Having her lay on my bed. As I am in the daydream I let my hand fall to the bed under her. Her breasts lightly touching. As she expands her chest taking in a breath, I feel her nipple on the top of my hand poking into me giving me a second of shock over and over again all over my body. I find I love this strange woman.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

My skin is so over-sensitive tonight, small patches on my arms and neck lightly tingling, it feels like fingers are lightly pressing against me, so soft I hardly feel it. Just a whisper against my skin. It's kind of arousing.

Maybe my body is just oversensitive. All the little tingles will disappear if I sit still better yet I'll roll on my stomach and press myself into the day bed. Pressure on my skin will stop it.

The second my nipples press into the mattress a sharp spark stings my nipple, making me both instantly aroused and hesitant to move again in case I get another shock.

Bracing my palm on the bed in front of me I try to push myself up slowly, the shock happens again like electric fingers plucking at my nipple.

Pulling my top down I compare my nipples my left one looks normal but my right is red and swollen. Hmm, I draw out to myself. I must be allergic to the top of the washing powder, wouldn't be the first time my sensitive skin has cause some weird swelling.

I lift my arms and jerk it over my head. Throwing the top across the room and reaching for my bag, I pull out my half-used tube of soothing cream and smear a dot on both nipples rubbing it in evenly and moaning a little at the sensitivity of my right nipple.

Looking down at the bottoms I'm still wearing and then glancing around to make sure the curtains are pulled and my door locked. I pull them down my legs and throw them over with the top, the last thing I need is a swollen downstairs from allergies.

Snuggling back on my stomach I pull one leg up and tuck my arms under my pillow, turning my face to the left side. My all-time favourite way to fall asleep. My nipple still aching and a little trail of wetness from the ache forming between my legs just as I drift off into the world of sleep.
Still thinking I'm alone in my house.

 

[JonathanBair]

I get the shock of my life when she lays down, Her breast is pushing fulling into my hand. The tingles are little pops of joy all threw my body. Then when she roles more close to me putting my hand more under her chest in her breast. The feeling only gets stronger.

When she sits up I get some time to collect my self. I have never had a feeling like that before, and I try and figger out what it is.. Just then some movement catches my eye. I watch as this woman pulls her top down showing her bare chest to me. I can see the red and swollen area from my hand. Next thing I know shes pulling her top off and sends it flying threw me. I see her starting to lean to me, and I lay on my back. I watch as she reaches over me and has her large breasts right over my face as I look up at her nipples. Then just as fast they get pulled form over my face as she sits up more.

I can only watch helplessly as she puts on the cream and rubs into her skin. Her light moaning sounds so intoxicating to me. I wish she was moaning from me.

I let out a soft gasp as I see her pull her bottoms off and send them over me to her top.

I watch her lay down and I notice her far leg gets bent up. I move over her and look at her lower hips. I lean foreword and give her some time to sleep. When she is I start to kiss her lower lips as I test out a idea that she can feel me.

I watch her body as I start to do slow soft kisses on her lower lips. For any hint or a reaction to me. As each time I kiss her I feel the tingles and pops of energy threw my body.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

In my half asleep state the tingles I feel starting to hum between my legs both soothe and bother me. Feeling like I should be awake for this, my sub conscious enjoying the attention to my body.

Slowly I stretch and shift my legs wider without even being aware of what's happening. Leaving myself vulnerable and open. Still cuddling my pillow to my face as I drift off to a deep sleep.

My body slinking into to a relaxing state, most of my mind shifting to calm and unaware. All but my subconscious which focus hasn't drifted away from the soft feathers of a kiss over my clit and a lick up and down my wetness, slowly trailing down to dip inside me.

The dreams that filled my mind feature a room in this house, a man and a woman I could see from the side, her old fashioned petticoats lifted around her waist, pressed chest down at the very edge of the bed, her face turned to the other side. Him kneeling behind her in the shadows while he worshipped her pussy.

As I stand beside them in my dream form and watched. I hear the woman whisper her love of the man over and over again in between her moans of pleasure

Suddenly her face turns towards me, she's identical to me, exact same face and body I see now. The same scar on the inside of her thigh and the same birthmark on her wrist. It's me this woman in the throws of orgasm on her lover's tongue, she's starring straight at me.

It's unnerving even in my dream state to watch myself cum all over a strangers tongue my voice across the room claim to love.

My heart jolts in sadness, I wish I loved him, I wish it was me his tongue was probing, I wish this stranger wanted me the way he wants the other me.

I still can't tell his features, his body and face surrounded by darkness. I can see his general form but that's it. My frustration pushes me to step forward. To try and reach him, to at least look in his eyes.

I can't make myself move to him, a force holding me in place making me wish and crave.

 

[JonathanBair]

I am unaware the mental link that I am giving this woman as I lick her. As I try to remember back to my girlfriend who I had to sneak around to see. As at that time, she was a respectable lady and well... I was the hired contract help. Only thing lower at the time was a slave.

As I lick, the feeling and movements start to come back flooding to me. I push my tongue now into her depth and role my tip then make a cross and a X. So my tongue tip is doing O+XO+XX+O+O. My face should be pushing hard into this woman's hips as I think about how I would push my face into my gf's hips. Sometimes a lady friend would come calling where she leans holding still under her dress as they talk... How I loves the face grind as often as we could sneak a few moments.

My tongue now flying in this new woman's depth as my face is full of tingles as I try and get some gratification for the torment this woman is causing me. I hope when she wakes up, she will be just as flustered as I am. With her wanting some man meat and not getting any... As my happiness seams to be tied to hers.

 

[SinfuIDreams]

My body snaps me out of the dream with a pulse of lust. Pulling me fast out of the dream world and back to awake. My pussy is humming, I don't know what else to call it, those wonderful tingles are all over me, even pushing deep inside of me.
I can't help the sleepy moan that breaks from my throat or the fingers that reach between my legs to flick my hard nub. Dragging my nail softly against it.

I lay on my stomach for a little while content to flick my clit over and over. Dazed in my arousal. Shifting my hips and grinding against my own fingers, the tingles start to get deep and faster, like they are getting excited by what im doing.

Kneeling up so I can use both my hands I start to twist my nipple, grinding my hips against the invisible tingles. Harder and faster, rubbing my clit to match. It's as though the tingles are pushing into me, filling my pussy. I can't get enough of it.
My hips starting working furiously, my head tilts back as I moan out my pleasure.

Each little tingle working together and finally pushing me over the edge into a mind-shattering orgasm, soul-deep that's how it feels. It feels more spiritual than physical. Like the weight of the world has been lifted off my shoulders. But still my physical body shudders in pleasure, my juices dribbling down my thighs, my breath catching as the room spins.

 

[JonathanBair]

I am lost in my lust as I work my tongue in her depths, I feel this woman hips moving up and down, her ass just below my eyes. Suddenly I feel her hand pushing into my chin lightly as she starts to drag her nails on her clit.

I can feel her sexual drive and its pushing my tongue to move deeper into her depth.

She then pulls her hips away as she turns to a side for a sec, I role to my back. I am looking up as I see her knee come crashing down into my arm, I feel her other knee in my other arm. I am looking up at the under side of this woman as she kneels unaware above my face....Her pussy lips lightly pressing into my face. My eyes peaking out the front of her hips as she rubs her clit on my nose. I watch as she starts to play with her nipples. I quickly extend my tongue deep into her to resume what it was doing before.

I can feel her longing as her hips work on my face. I watch as she tilts her head back and I hear a moan.. I find my self crazing her taste, but sadly I can not taste her. As I keep working in her depths with my tongue, I know I am teasing her as much as she is teasing me.

After feeling her cum hard, I hold still letting my tormenter rest. I got a sudden joy and wave of satisfaction that is washing threw my body as she sends the tingles threw me. I am enjoying this contact and very odd bond with this woman who I just met today.

I can hear her trying to catch her breath as she comes down from her own high... I pull out from under her to give her some peace as I lay along side her. I lay smiling with true joy, something I last felt when I was alive.... I look at her in wonder and aw.