Unaware of my ghostly housemate. (closed for Gynoid)

[JonathanBair]

I am almost a 200 year old ghost. I died back in 1840 few years after the city of Springfield was founded. I was a middle aged man for my time, tho now a days I would people would have said I died still kinda young with being only in my 30's. I moved to the area that would become Springfield and started a mid sized cattle ranch. When I was alive I had a 3 floor house, with my library being what would be now known as a attic. Over the 185 years there was a few groups that tried to fix my old home up. Most the time I would run off the work crews for one reason or another after they fixed the house framing, but there was a few that wanted to restore the old place to when I was alive. With the house being a good sized footprint now I got allot of college kids coming out wanting to party, and that gets broken up fast by me. I was a simple man and am a simple ghost. Show respect in my house and to my land. I may allow you to stay in my area. I had worked hard to build up the money in my life to get the funds to get a small chunk of land with some cattle, then over time I got more grass land for the cows to roam more freely. I was very disappointed to see my land mostly sold off so my house now only sits on 9 acres of land. There was 2 smaller one floor buildings for the workers. The larger one was for the men who worked the cattle where I was a small kitchen with eating area with 12 small rooms for sleeping, then the second was much smaller with only 4 rooms as they worked in the house and with the crops.

My house is basic all the public rooms like kitchen and sitting rooms/living room now a days was on the ground floor. Back in the day there was 8 bedrooms, but that got converted into 4 bedrooms now. Then my pride and joy was the library where the 3rd floor is made up of all the walls being shelf's. With a few more rows of shelf's taking up most of the floor space with a couch and a lounge chair with a desk up there next to the fire place.

I was kinda tall but still normal high range. Most the men of the time was 5'9 where I was closer to 5'10, now the men out east was a bit shorter by a few inches and there normal was more around 5'8 so I am told. When I was alive I was a solid built man from hard work all day about 180 pounds. I hunted often and grew my own veggies so I almost always had a solid amount of food. I got brown hair and blue eyes.

 

[GynoidG1R1]

"No more tears, Tiff." i told myself as i approached the Victorian mansion that had fallen into my lap following my divorce. My ex-husband and I had sold our house for a decent mark-up and split the cash. My first paranormal romance, Abducted Love, was starting to sell well and bring in the additional cash needed to do the home justice without breaking the bank. So I hired a contractor to come in and update it.

It was a hot August day so i wore a big floppy hat for working outdoors, a loose sundress, and tennis shoes instead of my regular Mary Janes that i wore as a librarian at the Springfield Public Library. Standing at 5'5", and a respectable 135 lbs, I seemed to fit the 1840s home better than current homes built for giants over 6'. i pushed my dark rimmed glasses back up my nose, my brunette hair pulled into a ponytail. The first order of business was to release my three cats; Mulder, Scully, and Princess Leia so they could explore our new home. i looked at the half-way refurbished home; "Beautiful, but broken," i whispered reverently to the space, "we're going to compliment each other."

i had an hour to explore my new home, before 2 guys and a truck showed up with the rest of my stuff. i'd heard about this place all my life growing up in Springfield, MO. How it was allegedly haunted. i'd been to a couple of parties out here in high school and then when I was attending Missouri State University. But, i was never brave enough to come inside and explore. That, and i felt my peers were rather rude about it if there was someone haunting the place.

i retrieved a box from my car and took it upstairs to my bedroom. It was my collection of antique and vintage lingerie which i thought would fit in well in my new home.

 

[JonathanBair]

I was in the second floor of the house when I seen the car coming down the long drive way that runs the acer and half or so of land from the public road to the main house. I go down stairs and stand on the porch in my normal invisible and phantom state. I watch a woman drive up to the house wearing a over sized hat. I am pleased she is wearing a loose dress, and what looks like comfortable flat shoes. I do not know what to think of this lady having so many cats. I had a few when I was alive that mostly lived out doors tho there was a small tunnel they could pass from the small barn into the cellar and growing houses, to keep the mice from getting into the food. Tho it looks like this lady keeps them as pets. I am glad there is only 3 cats she released into the house.

I smile as I look at her body, she looks like a thick and sturdy build of a woman. When I hear her saying "Beautiful, but broken," and "we're going to compliment each other." I could only smile and wonder if I was going to let this woman stay here with me.

When I seen her go to the car. I was thinking she was going to drive off and leave this place. I am shocked to find her bending over as she reaches into the car to get a box. I take this time drop to my knees to look up her dress so my face is under her dress level with her ass as I want to find out what she is wearing under the dress.

As she turns and steps into me to closer her car door, before walking out of me. I fallow her into the house and up to the bedrooms one of them has a classic looking bed frame, and one has a more modern'ish from the 1960's. When she gets into the bedroom she wants this gives me a chance to peak at what is in the box. I see a bunch of underclothing for her. I smile at what I see in the box.

 

[GynoidG1R1]

i'm wearing some comfortable cotton panties, it's moving day after all. Although, if one or both of the 2 men in the truck are attractive and we vibe i may have to slip into something more uncomfortable. i turn to walk into the house and shiver, it felt like for a moment the temperature dropped 20 degrees or more. Which on a sunny August in southern Missouri would be insane.

i pick the master suite, with the antique bed. i start unpacking, there's lingerie from 1990s back to a corset from 1836. Tons of thigh highs from all eras.

 

[JonathanBair]

I stand off to the side. Letting my eyes roam all over your body as I admire the box of corsets and the long sets of stockings. I am not sure what I think of this woman living with me, but she is sure nice to look at. I think to my self "If she is staying in I hope she shows more skin and takes off her shoes when it is just us."

I think back to her comfortable cotton panties, I wonder if she is wearing a bra and what size it would be. What size is her breasts? As I admire her body, I am half tempted but hold back the impulse to reach out and feel her breasts. That will wait till she is more relaxed till I get to explore her body with my hands and mouth! I keep clam by admiring this beauty otherwise I would be tempted to chase the men off my land. I smile and think to my self I may not need to go visiting the dorms any more for the females who are taking classes to study farm animals like horses and farming. Be it to ranch or be a vet. The local college having a off small campus that got build on some of my land while the main part off the college is in town with most of the students. Just the small selection of students is in the dorm that has classes of the rural nature.

From what I see of this woman I do like her more classical taste and nice thick body. My mind races with thinking about her legs from when I looked up under her dress outside and her oh so sexy set of womanly meaty hips.

 

[GynoidG1R1]

The next few hours are exhausting, but rewarding. The movers come and bring my stuff in, and unpack all but my clothes. And I go about organizing my new home.

All through the move I get the sense I'm being watched. And not just by my cats, who despite the movers seem to be keeping a close eye on me...and someone else who isn't there. In the back of my mind I'm thinking that maybe the place IS haunted.

As the evening approaches, I begin settling in for the night. The first order after eating is to enjoy a warm shower. My contractor already remodeled the master bathroom before I moved in. The water is nice and warm and steam fills the bathroom.

However, I keep getting startled when I catch a human shadow in the steam. "You're just imagining things, Tiffany." I say out loud, trying to convince myself.

Once showered, I slip into a black nightgown from the 1940s, enjoying the silky feel. I also slip into a pair of back seamed stockings. The movers were young and uninterested in the available MILF so I decide to feel pretty in private and curl up with a good book.

 

[JonathanBair]

I am shocked how fast movers get you moved in and unpacked. I fallow you around to observe and learn about you, as I make my mind up about if I am going to allow you to stay living with me. I do admire the care you seam to take in organizing the stuff in my house.

As you make some food I start to make mental notes on your habits like where you like to sit to eat, how you like to sit at a table vs on the couch or bed. I am shocked, but enjoy watching you in the shower. I do not think about even tho I am invisible the steam wraps around my being leaving a void in the steam, till I hear you say "You're just imagining things, Tiffany.". Then I let the steam fill my void. I know I am not ready to show my self just yet, and I am still trying to make my mind up tho I am mostly sure I could live with this strange human woman in my house.

I admire the nightgown you slip into and love how the silk looks so comfortable on your body. I am shocked to see you slip into another set of stockings. I can not help but to notice how beautiful your look while being so casual. I fallow you to where you take the book and want to read. So I can sit by your legs.

 

[GynoidG1R1]

I love the attic library, the shelves waiting to be restocked. There are boxes of books going back to 1829. I saw a first edition Frankenstein, I could sell it and not have to worry about the cost of fixing the house. "No way I'm selling this," I say admiring the excellent condition of the book, "this is going in a place of honor."

In the meantime I curl up on antique couch and pull out a spicey romance novel about an omega human searching for a pack of Alphas to claim her. It's been awhile since I had a man, and soon I'm aroused. As I read, I lay back and spread my legs, my free hand slipping into my panties to rub and caress myself.

My nightgown bunching up, legs spread, I'm soon squirming. I put down the book and feeling safe that I'm alone (those feelings of being watched are just new house jitters, I keep telling myself) I pull off my panties.

I lay back, legs spread and start to finger myself as I imagine I'm the omega being bred by 4 Alphas. My pussy is smooth, I just had it waxed last week. My swollen labia and clit on full display as I bring myself to orgasm.

 

[JonathanBair]

As I fallow this woman who seams to call her self Tiff, I am shocked she leads me up stairs. I feel a surge of rage starting to build up as she finds some weather proof plastic containers full of my books. My eyes widen as she takes out one of the last books I got and had to pay a high price to get it translated into English and shipped over to the states. Then I hear something that throws me for a loop and stops my anger from building. I hear her say "this is going in a place of honor."

As you make your self comfortable and curl up on the couch. I sit by where your knees are as my eyes look over the lovely thick legs you got. Oh all that room calling to be kissed and rubbed. My eyes admiring you from head to toe, tho mostly I can see hip to toe. Not that I mind looking at your sexy legs. I smile as you open your legs and I watch you slip your hand into your panties. I can only smile as I watch this sexy woman start to squirm. My mouth falls open as you remove your panties as I watch your fingers working there magic. My eyes look on your smooth pussy with hungry eyes as you so freely show me your swollen labia and clit.

As you work closer to a orgasm. I find my self wanting to be on the couch with you. To be laying in the middle of your legs and having my tongue working in your depths.

 

[GynoidG1R1]

The couch moves as if someone, a Man, just settled onto it. i look between my legs half expecting to see one of my cats. But alas, there's no one there. So, i spread my legs wider and begin rubbing and caressing my neglected pussy. However, i imagine a Man there, admiring my shapely legs. Caressing them, giving me a foot rub. All while i touch myself for his enjoyment. "Oh, Chester," i moan giving my imaginary lover a name suitable to this house, "if you keep kissing me there and playing with my feet, you're going to have to fuck me!"

i suppress a giggle at how absurd i'm sounding, but i don't care. It feels good and i'm about to come.

 

[JonathanBair]

As I get on the couch. I am glad that I no longer have a beating heart, as I know it would have stopped when you look between your legs right at my invisible body. I am frozen in place for a few second as you look threw me till you widen your legs. I just got to lay down when I hear "Oh, Chester," in a moan. Then I hear you say "if you keep kissing me there and playing with my feet, you're going to have to fuck me!" I smile as I move my hands to start to rub the soles of your feet as I lower and turn my head to start to kiss your pussy. After you giggle I make my ghostly tongue while it is still invisible but takes form as I slide it into your depths.

I start to tongue fuck you to feed your fantasy. Little do you know I am doing my past to make it more real as I have my way with your horny and over excited body.

 

[GynoidG1R1]

i gasp feeling a strong hand on the balls of my nylon clad feet, i've dissociated before and had vivid daydreams but this is a new level. Then i can feel an imaginary tongue on my pussy as i start rubbing my clit. "Oh, Chester! You bad boy! You're going to make me come!"

 

[JonathanBair]

I turn my head from side ways to up and down as my lips press to your pussy lips. I watch your fingers rubbing your clit right before my eyes. You feel my tongue speed up to match your fingers. It is clear I am pushing you to make you cum all over in my ghostly face.

 

[GynoidG1R1]

"Oh, Chester," i moan, starting to grind my hips into the imaginary face of my imaginary lover, "you lick pussy so good," i start playing with a breast as you enjoy my body. "i hope i taste good for you!"

 

[JonathanBair]

My hands rubbing your feet as my tongue into your depths as you thrust your hips into my face. As I look up over your body I watch you play with your sexy full breasts. When I hear "i hope i taste good for you!" I let out a soft pleased moan.. As I push you closer to the peak.

 

[GynoidG1R1]

i grind against the imaginary tongue of my imaginary lover. "CHESTER!" i scream as it starts in my fingers and toes and travels through my limbs to my core, the orgasm ripping through my body. My toes curl in your grip as i'm pushed over the edge. My skin glistening from perspiration. My pussy leaking my come. Shuddering through the most intense orgasms i've ever given myself, not realizing that it was with the help of a long dead man.

i lay there catching my breath, legs spread, my pussy on display. Eventually i gather my book and head down to the Master bedroom. It's a warm August night in southern Missouri, and the AC doesn't work. The HVAC guy will be here in 3 days, until then i'll just sleep naked. Including, sadly, my nylons. i strip everything off. Then i notice my cats, staring at a corner of the room intently. i look and see no one. "You're creeping me out," i laugh, but i'm satisfied and a little worn out as i crawl beneath the top sheet. Soon i'm fast asleep.

And in a few moments, i push the top sheet off in my sleep and lay nude. Vulnerable.

 

[JonathanBair]

I have no idea what got into me. In all my life or after life for that fact. I never just had a woman open her legs for me to want to dive in, but here I am pushing this woman closer to her climax. I can feel her hips thrusting grinding where if my face was solid she would be grinding on my face. Then I feel her clamp onto me with her toes and her pussy. I hold still letting your toes clamp on my fingers, and your pussy clamping on my tongue. I watch your breast raise and fall with each breath you take. As they slow and get closer to a normal pace, I go phantom. letting your toes curl in on them selfs, and your pussy to fully clamp close as I sit up at the far end of the couch.

As you lay there with your legs spread fully displaying your pussy to me. I think about taking you right there. How easy it would be to slide my ghost cock into you and fill that hungry pussy of yours again. I ponder to long, next thing I know you get your book and head down to the master bedroom. Unaware I am silently fallowing you. I smile as I stand along the wall out of the way enjoying the sexy show. The best part of it that makes it so sexy is you are not trying to be sexy. You are just being your self. My hungry eyes taking in every detail of your full body as you strip nude.

At first I am disappointed as you cover your body up. I am just about to leave when I see movement. I watch as you uncover your self in your sleep. I now move onto the bed, and get in the middle of your legs. I move my hands lightly up over your skin, starting at your toes softly sliding my cool touch working down the top of your foot arches, as I plan to work my hands up to your breasts. I smile knowing I will not have to wait to long to feel just how tone your legs are along with the rest of your body. Well I know what kind of grip your toes and pussy has, and I plan to be feeling that pussy grip my body very soon! Regardless of what you say.