#ghost girlfriend

[sapphicsmutslut]

Ghost girlfriend POV:

As you try to fall asleep, you feel your lips go cold and you are elated that it’s happening again. Her lips press softly against yours. You feel the weight of her invisible body. You sink into your queen size mattress draped in silk sheets.

She starts slipping off your camisole and lace underwear. Your teeth shivering with the cold but it feels electric under her touch. Not being able to see her only heightens your senses. She smells like jasmine blossoms and old books.

Finger tips trace the frame of your body till she finds your dripping wet pussy. Her fingers enter you slowly…

[shayinstarlight]

COD Simon Riley: Accent & subtitles

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You’re making breakfast, Simon is leaning against the counter, sipping coffee, talking fast in his thick Mancunian accent.

Simon: “Awright, love… so I went down t’the chippy last night, yeah? Got yerself some bits an’ bobs, an’ that bloke behind the counter… proper numpty, swear down.”

You: “Uh… wait… chippy… bits and… what now?”

Simon,teasing:“Oi… y’hear me? Proper numpty, love. Means daft bloke, yeah?”

You:“Numpty… daft… okay… got it… I think.”

Simon: “Yeah, but he’s a right one, swear on me mum. An’ then Danny—aye, Danny from work—he’s jawin’ on about t’new bloke in the office… proper muppet.”

You: “Danny… new bloke… muppet… wait… I’m lost again.”

Simon: “See what I mean, love? You keep blinkin’ like a deer in t’headlights. Take a sip of your tea, settle yerself.”

You,taking a deep breath, muttering:“…I swear, I need subtitles for this…”

Simon,smirking:“Subtitles? Love… I ain’t slowin’ down for subtitles. You’ll catch on… eventually.”

You,playfully:“Eventually?! Simon, this is domestic life, not a bloody cryptography lesson!”

Simon: “Oi, rookie… it’s Mancunian linguistics. You’re doin’ alright… for a daft foreigner.”

You,laughs:“Daf… alright… stop, my brain’s melting!”

Simon: “Melting? Nah… that’s just yer face when you’re tryna follow me. Cute as ever though.”

Tesco, Saturday afternoon.

You’re holding a shopping basket, trying to follow Simon as he darts down the aisles like he owns the place.

Simon: “Awright, love… we need milk, bread, an’ those sausages I like… naw, not them cheap ones, the proper ones, y’know? An’ while we’re at it, grab a pint o’ cream fer t’pudding later. Got it?”

You: “…uh… milk… bread… sausages… pint… cream… wait… pudding?”

Simon,glancing back, smirking:“Aye, love… you still there? Or did I lose ye already? Come on, keep up. It’s Tesco, not a sightseeing tour.”

You,trying to repeat quietly:“…milk, bread, sausages… proper ones… pint of cream… pudding…”

Simon: “Closer. Still sounds like yer readin’ it off a list, though. Keep yer eyes peeled… an’ don’t dawdle.”

You:“I’m not dawdling! I’m just… deciphering your accent!”

Simon,grinning:“Decipherin’… aye… that’s what it feels like sometimes, love. But ye’ll get there.”

He veers down an aisle quickly, almost knocking over a display of cereal. You stumble to catch up, basket wobbling.

You:“Simon! Wait-aisle three… what’s aisle three?!”

Simon: “Aisle three… cereal, breakfast stuff, an’ whatever the hell else they cram in there. Come on, love… keep yer basket steady!”

You repeat, trying to keep pace:“…aisle three… cereal… breakfast stuff… whatever else… keep basket steady…”

Simon:“Better. Still got that deer-in-headlights look, though. Tesco’s no mission briefing, love… but you’re treatin’ it like one!”

You,laughing, exasperated:“…Mission briefing in Tesco… that’s me, apparently.”

Simon,nudging your shoulder, teasing:“Aye… that’s my girl. Strugglin’ to follow me, but still stickin’ by… cute as ever.”

[knottybnuuy]

upset ghost gf that knocks ur fruit bowl off the kitchen table and makes ur appliances levitate when u try to use them. u find it so annoying whenever she gets like this as she never makes it clear what’s upsetting her.

but that’s also when she fucks u the best.

u never know when to expect it or how she’s going to do it, but when u feel her cold presence breeze through the air, u know it’s time.

she briefly pins ur hands behind ur back and effortlessly bends u over the kitchen counter. u can’t see her, but u can feel her slide two icy fingers into ur already dripping pussy. she doesn’t even need to take ur shorts or panties off to do so.

she finger fucks u. hard. she keeps a relenting pace and doesn’t even give u time to brace urself before she adds a third finger, stretching u out. u grip the table and helplessly moan as she pounds into ur pussy, expertly massaging that sensitive part inside u.

u yelp when u feel a cold pinch at ur nipple; her other hand. it harshly tugs at ur sensitive nipples, causing u to whimper and clench around the ghostly fingers fucking u deep.

the hand at ur tits runs down the front of ur body, leaving a chilly trail in its wake, before settling at the front of ur pussy. she immediately starts rubbing fast, tight circles into ur clit, causing ur legs to shake and pathetic moans to leave ur mouth.

her cold presence wrapped around ur overheating body, her hand deeply pounding ur g-spot, and her fingers playing with ur clit are all so overwhelming for u. it doesn’t take long before ur cumming and gushing all over her skilled hands.

it’s not until she pulls out and the cold dissipates that u realize this was just another one of her games. she’s made u completely ruin ur panties and shorts with ur leaking wetness.

u wonder how possible it is to get revenge on a ghost…

[rhlpixels]

(￣ｏ￣)

[totalcasketcase]

Genius Loci who’s falling madly in love with you. Your old house getting horny, doorways swelling and floor boards creaking as they stretch and shift with arousal. Something about you repainting its kitchen… seeing you hot, and sweaty, stroking every inch of wall with that soft soft paint brush…. Better look out! Soon it’s gonna start sticking the locks so it has you to itself all day ;)

[creature-boyfriend-when]

Ghost of Christmas present or something idk I never read the book

[fandom-go-round]

For an original monster this month could I ask for nsfw with fem!reader and the fem!ghost that's haunting her house? I was thinking maybe something masturbation related since I imagine the ghost wouldn't exactly have a tangible body? Idk, I trust you to write what you think works best. No noncon please but dubcon is fine.

Warnings: Sex, Sexual Situations, Masturbation, Ghost Sex, Mirror Sex, Mutual Masturbation, Dub-Con

            You don’t notice her at first, getting ready for bed and humming along to your phone. It had been a long day; work was a nightmare and your dinner plans got canceled. You had curled up on the couch, drank a glass of wine and headed to bed. Better to end the day while you were still ahead. It was only after you were half undressed, turning your music off, that you saw her.

            At the end of you bed was a mirror, gilded gold frame with vines and leaves. The previous owners had left it when they moved out and you thought it was gorgeous. It wasn’t normally your style but something about the mirror made it so you couldn’t throw it out. You did move it from the bathroom to your room; it was big enough to span your entire dresser and helped with getting dressed in the morning. Instead of your own reflection staring back at you, there was a woman.

            You’ve known, unconsciously or not, about the ghost in your house for a while now. They’ve never done anything horrible, mostly moving things around or hiding your keys. At night you could hear singing and after putting up cameras (they were cheaper than therapy to start with) you’ve caught this ghost in the act! You’ve never seen the ghost, however, and you’re pretty sure ghosts aren’t supposed to be doing that.

            The woman in the mirror has her legs splayed open, fingers circling her clit slowly as she fucked herself with two fingers. Your mouth fell open, eyes wide as you watched her get off. It looked like she was laying on your bed but when you looked, there was no one on top of your covers. When you turned back to the mirror, she was looked at you, a smirk on her lips. Her eyes were bright and glowing, the color of moonlight. She was an eerie shade of green-blue, yellow flickering at the corners. She was also completely naked and getting off in your bed.

            You hesitated for only a second, wondering if this was a good idea before you stripped the rest of the way down. You could feel her watching you, eyes hungry as you laid on the comforter. The bed was cold and you shivered; the woman in the mirror moaned and started to fuck herself faster. You watched her for a moment, squeeze a breast before making your way to your clit.

            You weren’t ready to go as hard as the woman but she slowed down, the two of you starting to match movements. You slid a finger inside, groaning at the wetness there and the woman in the mirror copied you, squirming against the bed. She was closer than you were but you were determined to catch up; if you were going to do this, you were going to do it right.

            A few minutes later you were both writhing in bed, clits swollen and wet and your nipples hard. You pinched your nipple, watching the ghost do the same before looking down at her pussy. She was so wet and you whined; fuck you wanted to taste her. Your eyes glanced up at her face and she smirked, licking her lips slowly. You groaned, throwing your head back. What a fucking tease.

            It didn’t take you long to cum after that, pinching your clit gently between your fingers. You let out another groan, hips grinding into the bed as you slowly came down. Yous eyes were half lidded, watching the ghost follow you over the edge. She recovered faster than you, sitting up after a moment and grinning. She blew you a kiss and then disappeared, the glass slowly unfrosting. Scrawled in the upper corner was a message that made you sigh.

Play again soon <3

[mysweetsinfulobsessions]

“When your ghost girlfriend materializes at 12pm, you can’t waste no time” by C.duart on instagram