The Ghost Experience: MF Paranormal Erotica
As a housing agent, Brandy must inspect and snap some shots of her client's haunted house. Stepping inside, she's soon terrified of the paranormal presence plaguing her work. But worst of all, this ghost is a feisty one, and despite being dead for centuries, his libido has never been more alive for her! More
As a housing agent, Brandy must inspect and snap some shots of her client's haunted house. Stepping inside, she's soon terrified of the paranormal presence plaguing her work. But worst of all, this ghost is a feisty one, and despite being dead for centuries, his libido has never been more alive for her!
[WARNING: This sizzling story contains graphic scenes and explicit language, sex with a ghost, sex while suspended in midair and more! Adults only.]
This is the 3rd book in The Paranormal Experience series. It's the sequel to The Werewolf Experience and The Vampire Experience and the prequel to The Demon Experience.
"Eek!" I yelp helplessly as whatever it is gives my ass a light spank. A wave of fear overcomes me as I slump back onto the aged wooden floor.
"Don't tell me you want…" my voice trails off. I'm half thinking how silly all this is, talking to a ghost, wondering if I'm imagining it all.
"Yesss Brandy… I want you as a man wants a woman!"
I blinked, and blinked again. This was real, a ghost wanted me!
Deny it as much as I like, but strangely, I was getting wet down there. I've gone too long without a man and I don't want to be with any run of the mill wimpy jerk that somehow plagued my social circles. For what it's worth, the ghost seems more confident and capable than any other guy I know in my life. Sad, I know, but what the heck, a ghost definitely means no strings attached, right?
Somehow finding the strength in my legs, I break into a mad dash towards the front door just to see what happens. Making it, I tug at the door knob furiously trying to get it to open. But it simply won't budge. Typical.
"You cannot escape… resistance is futile! Submit to my lustful desires, fair maiden, and you will be ravished beyond your wildest dreams…"
I can deny it no longer, partly out of my increasing urges, but mostly out of curiosity, I stepped back from the front door and looked around me.
"Then take me, spirit! Show me how men pleased their women in your time!"
My eyes widen as I feel something carry me and suspend me in the air. Oh boy, I reach out to grab something, anything to support me. My hands land on something that feels soft, yet firm like a man's chest.
Digital camera in hand, I look through the viewfinder at a less than shiny mirror in front of me. I gasp in surprise. The ghostly apparition of a man can be seen carrying me in the mirror! He's more handsome than I imagined. If not for the faint white outline surrounding his translucent body, I'd say I'd even be willing to even date him alive.
"Come, my lady, leave your modern technology behind and let us adjourn to a place more suited for our… raging desires."