I looked at the almost mansion on the shores of the Pacific and all I could see was dollar signs. This family must have had a bundle when the estate passed to the only surviving sister. Priscilla was not with me because she never ventured from the site of her "passing over". I really didn't understand all the ghost specifics but she assured me it was a "normal" thing for ghostly creatures.A young Asian girl dressed in a maid's outfit answered the door. It looked more suitable to a bachelor party than to a celebration of Halloween. She told me to sit down in the "study" and "Madame" would see me shortly. It didn't look much like a study. It reminded me of my Aunt Bessie's "parlor" back home which was reserved for female chatter and the drinking of tea.I didn't know what to expect and was pleasantly surprised to find that Claire Poindexter looked more like a mature female in her mid-forties than her advertised age of 57 her sister had insisted was correct.The first thing that impress
The simple fact was that Claire was a much better lay due, no doubt, to her many years of experimentation and decadent behaviors. I was certain she would not want to be informed of that fact and I planned to keep it to myself.When I researched Claire Poindexter's history, I found she had amassed quite a fortune over the years with sound investments and frugal spending. Her legacy from the family fund was only a small fraction of her fortune. This served to change my opinion of her quite a bit and I wondered if Priscilla was telling me the entire truth.The North Shore Country Club was an elite location. Only the cream of San Francisco's society entered the mahogany doors. All of the staff were in full regalia sporting elegant tuxedos and tight pencil skirts that further enhanced the low cut blouses showing memorable cleavage.I followed a pair of swaying ass cheeks on a 20 something Latino girl directly to Claire's table. She was succulent in a vintage dress that reminded me of the e
"I guess I haven't been entirely forthcoming, Dave, it isn't that I was lying, I was just trying to hide some things so you wouldn't think me to be a bad girl."I saw that my ghost had managed to summon up a very wet "ghostly" tear. I felt like a complete idiot but knew I had to get to the bottom of this without further delay."You have to come clean, Priscilla, and you have to tell me everything right now."She sighed and shifted on the sofa so her naked leg was resting right on top of my groin putting my male equipment on alert that pussy was approaching and contact was eminent. I gave her a stern look or, at least, something that I thought would be seen as stern and waited in silence."I kind of knew that my sister would tell you all about Ramon. I really loved Ramon but he was a pretty bad guy. He got me this apartment and set up "dates" for me to see guys he sent over. I did everything he told me because made me feel special whenever he gave me his cock. I didn't mind the "guys"
Melissa and Holly had been best friends since grade school. They played together, they went on vacations together, and they both grew into beautiful teenage girls together. The problem between them didn't surface until they had been going out with boys for a few years. It would be easy to say that boys were the cause of the problem, but they weren't, not really. The boys just provided the flash-point for the jealousy that had been simmering for some time.Melissa had been dating Scott for only a few weeks, but it had been a torrid few weeks. It started when he asked her to a party at a friend's house and then took her out to Riverview Drive instead, to park.She resisted when he tried to kiss her, but he put his hands on her breasts and squeezed them and stroked her nipples through her blouse and her full-coverage bra and she kissed him to get him to stop.She resisted when he tried to get his hands in her panties, but the feeling of his hands down there made her wet and she took off
When she peeked around the doorjamb, she got the surprise of her life. There in the bed was Scott. And lying under him with her legs spread widely apart, was her best friend Holly."Oh, Scott!" Holly was saying. "Your cock is just so big and hard. You make me so hot when you put it in deep like that! Don't stop. Don't ever stop.""Damn, Holly! Your pussy is so tight. It feels like my cock is in a vise!""I'm glad you like my tight pussy, Scott. Is it just the right size for you?""It's fantastic! I love it. You're so much tighter than Melissa!"Melissa didn't hear anything after that. There was a roaring noise in her ears that drowned everything else out. She backed away from the door and leaned against the wall. The roaring in her ears was giving her a headache. She needed to go home and take an aspirin and lie down.Melissa went down the stairs and out of the house in a mental haze that seemed to grow thicker and swirl faster around her with every step. She couldn't let herself beli
Holly blushed a deep red. She had often thought about when she and Melissa had sneaked up into the loft to take off their clothes and explore each other's budding young bodies, but they hadn't done that since they were 14 and the boys they fantasized so much about had actually started taking an interest in them. After that, the game wasn't the thrill it had been before. Still, those had been fun, innocent times, and it excited her to hear that Melissa might be interested in reliving them."Yes, we had a lot of fun," Holly admitted. That memory brought back the same feeling of excitement and discovery that she had felt then."Would you like to come inside and reminisce about old times?" Melissa asked, softly kissing Holly's neck and pressing insistently against her."Well, I..." Holly said, not really sure if this was something she should be doing, but feeling very tempted and flattered by the suggestion.Melissa gently cupped Holly's breast in her hand and held it as softly as you wou
Melissa rummaged through her box of toys and came back with a blue gel dildo. When she slid it into Holly's mouth, it just fit through the ring and wedged in place."There now. You work on that while I get you ready.""Ready for what?" Holly wondered. This whole experience was a new thing for her, and she was amazed at how strongly it excited her to be tied up and treated like this. She tongued the soft dildo, which was stuck in the ring so tight she couldn't spit it out. She tested the straps around her ankles and found that they were securely fastened and somehow fixed to the floor so that she couldn't close her legs. She pulled at the cuffs binding her wrists. With her hands locked behind her, she couldn't even get enough leverage to sit up. She was completely helpless and open for whatever Melissa chose to do to her and that knowledge made her more sexually aroused than she had ever been before. Sex with boys was great, but they mostly wanted to get off as quickly as they could. E
"Hunnnnggggh!" Holly said, and Melissa wasn't sure if Holly was in pain or if she was just saying how much she enjoyed what was happening.Melissa slowly eased the dildo into Holly until she felt it hit bottom. She waited for Holly to get used to it being inside and then she reached for the bulb again."Oh, Holly. Your 're just so sexy. You're making my cock feel so good. Your pussy is so tight. It feels like my cock is in a vise!"Melissa was disappointed when Holly's only reaction to hearing Scott's words repeated to her was a loud moan and a rocking motion of her hips. She wondered if it was possible that the words that had been so seared into her own memory had meant so little to Holly."Slut!" She spat. "Hussy! Tramp! Whore!" With each epithet, she jerked her hips, fucking Holly with the black cock. With each jerk, she pumped up the dildo a little more, until Holly's pussy was stretched paper-thin all around the thick shaft.Holly jerked like a hooked fish. She was clearly so tur