It was perfect. Trees filled the back yard with beautiful green leaves and the grass was luscious and thick. A cute porch swing sat on the back deck next to a vegetable garden full of tomatoes, cucumbers, bell peppers and more.
This house had a warm homey feel, the feeling you would get going to your grandmothers house. One day, this will be a great place for her to raise her two kids, a girl and a boy. Andrea has heard rumors that her dream house was haunted, but she disregarded their chatter. She couldn't believe that her perfect house, the house on the hill, was haunted in any way.
She imagined a haunted house would look more like they do in story books. Creepy, run down, spooky looking, the trees would be leafless and lifeless, and no grass would be around. No, this house was not the type of house to be haunted.
Andrea signed the contract, dotting every I and crossing every T. She felt giddy when they handed her the keys to her dream house. She already had all of her stuff packed and loaded in her car and the trailer she rented. She was feeling grown up and ready for her new adventure.
She arrived at her new home, the cozy house on top of the hill, ran inside and yelled happily I am home! But little did Andrea know, she just woke her new roommate. She skipped to her car and started to carry her things inside, placing them where they needed to go. When she was finished unloading her car, she decided to go celebrate with a bottle of wine and a nice bubble bath.
Her bathtub was fantastic, one of the many things she so loved about this house. It was one of those deep claw tubs sitting in the middle of the bathroom floor. She ran the water and poured some lavender bubble bath into the tub, lite some candles and poured herself a glass of wine. Lurking behind the bathroom door was her new roommate, a handsome ghost named Sean.
Sean has been trapped in this house for centuries, looking for the perfect mate. He is the color of snow with ghostly blue eyes. Sean is not your typical ghost, he is sweet, thoughtful, and his appetite for lust intensified when he died. A long time ago, his father brought shame onto his family and a witch cursed all the men. Sean wasn't allowed to leave--many times he tried and failed. He was forced to stay in this house on the hill until he found someone that would accept him for what he is, and help set his spirit free.
Andrea starts to undress exposing her beautiful body and sinks slowly into her bath. Sean's cock twitches and he starts stroking himself wanting to feel himself inside her. It has been a long time since he has been with a woman, and he wanted more than anything to bring them both epic pleasure.
Sean stokes himself fast and hard, moving his hand up and down his ghostly shaft, fantasizing about how Andrea would feel, and how she would taste. A moan escapes him echoing through the room while he rode out his orgasm. He looks at Andrea, afraid of what she might have heard, only to find she was peacefully dozing in the tub.
He slithers over to the bathtub, leaning over to look at Andrea. She didn't stir. She was so beautiful and he just wanted to touch her. He reached his hand out and gently stroked her face. She let out a peaceful gasp. Sean dipped himself slowly into the bathtub and ran his ghostly hand down her body. He massaged her firm breasts and pinched her nipples gently until they were erect. Andrea moaned and wiggled a bit in the tub. Sean moved his hand down to her pussy and her legs spread for him, inviting him, at least that is what he told himself. He was getting hard again.
Sean dips his head between her legs and slowly circles her clit with his talented ghostly tongue. Andrea moans and starts moving her hips to meet his lips. He strums her engorged nub vigorously and inserts two of his fingers inside her sweet, moist pussy, tapping her g-spot. Her female juices start to flow and he loves the way she tastes. He feels her legs start to stiffen and her pussy clenches his fingers, and she let out the most wonderful sound as her orgasm swept through her. Her body shook and she clenched the sides of the bathtub.
Andrea awoke panting and satiated. That was some dream she thought. Then behind the steam from the bathwater, with only a few floating bubbles left, arose a gorgeous ghost of a man. At first she was frightened, but his desire for her and gentleness soon calmed her fears.
"Wh--Who are you?" Andrea didn't feel afraid, but she was indeed curious.
"My name is Sean, my lady. I am here to pleasure you in any way that I can." Sean moves his body up her body searching for her lips.
"How long have you been here?" She feels wetness between her legs and realizes that her climax came from him.
"I have been here for centuries searching for love. I am cursed to this house and my spirit can't be set free unless someone accepts me and loves me back."
"I see." Andrea was breathless.
"Now, if it's okay with you, my lady, I would like to finish pleasuring you." He starts rubbing her swollen nipples between his fingers.
Andrea throws her head back and moans. "So, it was you that gave me such an intense orgasm?"
"You tasted heavenly. I would enjoy tasting your sweetness again." Sean swirls her nipples one by one with his tongue, sucking each one while finding her throbbing clit with his hand. He rubs her clit for a few moments making sure it is erect causing Andrea to want more. Gently he sucks each nipple and slowly inserts his fingers into her, pumping slowly in and out of her.
"Oh my, mmmm." Andrea was on the verge of another intense orgasm. Shivers soared through her. She has never had anyone pay this much attention to her and the only time she had such amazing climaxes, is when she used her favorite vibrator.
"I can tell you are close my lady, I want to taste you again. I will make you scream." Sean dips his head once again between her legs. He kissed up one thigh brushing her clit gently with his tongue and then down the other thigh.
Andrea's breathing quickens and she lifts her hips eagerly searching for his lips, for his touch. His mouth latches onto her beautiful, pink pussy and strokes her clit firmly with his talented tongue. Sean can tell that she is close and stops. Andrea let out a whine.
"Tell me what you want me to do, my lady. How do you want me to please you?" Sean's voice was horse. He was so excited and couldn't wait to be inside of her.
"I want to you eat my pussy and then fuck me." She whispers with intense desire.
"As you wish." Sean inserts two fingers inside her dripping wet cunt and starts tapping her g-spot and sucking her swollen nub. Andrea starts to scream wonderful, intense screams and starts to come. Her body shook for a few minutes as her orgasm tore through her. When Sean was satisfied she was finished, he flipped her over onto her knees and impaled her slowly with his hard, throbbing cock.
He starts to pump in and out of her, relishing the way her tight, wet pussy felt on his dick. Sean strokes Andrea's g-spot with his cock and reaches his hand around and rubs her clit with his finger. He felt her pussy clench around his cock and strummed her clit faster.
"Fuck yea." Andrea screamed as another intense orgasm hit her. She grabbed the edge of the bathtub and threw her head back. Her pussy gripped Sean's cock sending him over the edge into his own erotic blissfulness, milking every last bit of his ghostly fluid.
Andrea turns back around and lays down back into the tub. Sean strokes her cheek and smiles. "Did you enjoy yourself, my lady?"
"Yes. No one has ever made me come like that before." Andrea wasn't bothered by the fact Sean was a ghost. If he was willing to bring her intense ecstasy like that, she didn't really care.
"It doesn't bother or scare you that I am a ghost?" Sean was hopeful.
"No, it doesn't." She smiled at him.
Suddenly, Sean was gone. Andrea felt sad and confused. She shook her head and decided that she dreamed the whole thing. There was no way a ghost could please her like that and figured she pleasured herself while having that fantastic, erotic dream.
She finished her bath and got dressed. Andrea smelled something wonderful. Is something cooking? She thought, but realized quickly it was just her in the house and the smell was coming from somewhere else. She starts walking down stairs towards the kitchen and froze. There stood in human form, her handsome ghost, Sean. He was cooking chili.
"Se--Sean?" Andrea was a bit nervous.
"Hi my lady. Please don't be afraid." Sean reached out and took her hand, raising it to her lips, planting a soft kiss.
He felt so real, so alive, not like he did in the bathtub. "You don't look or feel like you did before."
"You accepted me for who I was and I could feel that you loved me back. My spirit was set free and I was transformed back into a human, available to love you whenever you wish."
Andrea and Sean lived happily in their House on the Hill with their two kids, a girl and a boy, neither of them regretting how it all started. True love will find you when you least expect it.
The End.
