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[F4A] My Ghost (Halloween Script)

Sep 22nd, 2013
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  1. I wanted to share an experience that I had a while ago. Every time I think back to it I wonder what actually happened. It was around this time of year, the weather was warming up quickly and I was working half day shifts at my job. Coming home to an empty house in the afternoon was great. My house mates were all still at work or school so I had a few hours to myself most afternoons. I made sure that I enjoyed myself during that time. Relaxing, writing, reading, just having some much needed me time.
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  3. I remember this one afternoon often and it still makes me wonder if it was real. I had made a late lunch, put some music on and lay down on the couch to put my feet up with what ever book I was devouring at that time. Before too long I had dropped the book and my eyes began to close. I was dozing away, in between being asleep and awake. I could hear what was going on around me. The traffic on the road, the birds in the trees, my music playing softly.
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  5. There was a cool gentle breeze coming through the lounge room window. I could feel it on my bare legs. Another advantage of being home alone, I could wear what I wanted. That day I had a short, loose button up sun dress on, no underwear. It was warm and I enjoyed the feeling of the soft fabric against my skin. I lay there letting the breeze drift over me for a while. Then I felt something different. Something cooler. It was just like the breeze but it felt closer, like it was touching me in specific places.
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  7. I didn't give it much attention. I was enjoying my rest too much. But now when I think back I could swear to you that what ever it was was playing with my hair, moving down my neck, down my arms. The cool feeling travelled the length of my body, relaxing me further on the warm day. As it reached my feet it seemed to turn and move up my legs once more, but on the inside this time. It was almost like a lover trailing a feather along my skin. I continued to doze. Honestly enjoying whatever trick my mind was playing on me.
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  9. It reached my thighs and I felt the hem of my dress stir and lift off my legs a little. I moaned and let my imagination continue to take me away. My dress had slid up onto my stomach, leaving my pussy exposed and somehow the top few buttons had come undone baring my breasts. Soft moans escaped my lips as the cool feeling caressed my warm skin. My nipples puckered as the sensation seemed to focus on them for a while. They became so hard and my back arched as if I was offering them to someone.
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  11. I moved my hands to my breasts as the cool tingles made their way down my stomach and between my legs. Squeezing my nipples gently, kneading my soft skin. My legs parted as if on their own and I felt the strange coolness touch my outer lips. I let out a gasp when it pushed and prodded, exploring my folds, finding my opening. If I could describe it, it was almost like sliding in a dildo for the first time. Cold. But it felt so good against my warm, wet pussy.
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  13. I gave in to what ever it was, spreading my legs further. My hands still massaging my breasts. My body squirming with pleasure. I let my eyes stay closed, not wanting to break the spell I was under. The wonderfully slow movements between my legs were driving me crazy. I let out a moan and pushed against the sensation. I guess my need was apparent since it began to move faster. In and out of me. Every now and then touching my clit. I could feel my orgasm building fast, I tried to control it, but there was no use.
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  15. This dream, this fantasy, what ever this was knew exactly how I loved to be touched. From the gentle pressure on my clit, to the fast thrusting in and out of my pussy. I was soon lost to the feeling, crying out as I squeezed my breasts. It was one of the best orgasms I have ever had. Legs tingling, heart racing, breath panting, mind foggy. I opened my eyes and looked around, feeling a little self-concious after a release like that. My house was still empty. I was alone. And I felt a cool breeze trail down my legs.
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  17. What ever just happened, be it my mind or something else. I sure wouldn't mind it happening again.
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