[The following is a fictional story about a young girl named Amber and her experiences with the paranormal. All writings of this story are completely fantasy and do not portray any persons in real life. ]
For as long as I could remember I have seen things move on their own or heard things that didn’t appear to be there. Like one moment a cup would be in one spot then when I looked at it again it would be in another spot. Things like this only seemed to happen when I was alone. I think it started when I was around five or six years old. Random objects moving short distances without anyone touching them. I would hear footsteps or doors opening on their own. On occasion I would even feel like there was someone touching me.
Around when I turned thirteen, puberty hit me. One night after I had finished having my first period I was lying in bed reading. It was a book I had to read for school and I preferred to finish those kinds of assignments earlier rather than later. The book was flat on the bed and I was lying on my stomach, propping myself up with my elbows. The book was pretty good and I found myself getting really into it as I read, letting the rest of the world dim out in the background.
Everything was in complete silence until I heard the door creak. I quickly looked up from the book to check to see if someone was coming in. Of course no one was there though. The door was slightly open now where it had been mostly closed before. Stuff like that had been happening for years so I suppose I had just gotten used to it by now and easily went back to reading.
Every few minutes or so I moved my fingers to scratch an itch on my face. It felt like my hair was brushing along my skin so I kept pulling it back over my shoulders. As I continued to read it became more and more frequent until I had enough and got up. I grabbed a hair tie from my dresser and walked over to the mirror. I wasn’t much to look at back then. I had simply brown hair about shoulder length and matching eyes. I was pretty thin and my chest was flat while other girls at school had already started to develop.
I finished tying my hair into a ponytail and went back to get comfy on my bed again. This itching on my face seemed to have stopped after fixing my hair and I got back into reading again. Again my mind phased the world out as I read and again my concentration was broken by the feeling of something on my skin. I felt it on my neck this time, like something pressing again it. I moved my hand to rub at it only to feel it on the other side. With a sigh I got up again and went to the mirror.
Both sides of my neck had a small red mark now. As I leaned in closer to look I heard my door softly close. I spun around to look and it was in fact fully closed now.
“Hello?” I called out hoping one of my parents would respond.
I walked over and opened the door and looked out in the hall, but no one was there. I shut the door again and locked it this time even though my parents didn’t want me locking it. I got back into bed again and this time I rested sitting up against my pillows. It took longer this time, but I managed to get back into the book. After some time passed I felt the ‘itching’ on my face and neck again and kept rubbing at them. By now I figured I had probably been bitten by a mosquito or something. With it getting late I closed the book and got up to use to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I readied my toothbrush and started brushing while looking at myself in the mirror. The buttons on my pajama top caught my eye and I looked down to see that the top three were unbuttoned. I thought back for a minute and I knew for sure that I had buttoned them all since I easily get cold. Once I finished brushing, I buttoned my top back and headed back to my room.
I laid down and got comfortable and even put the t.v on even though I normally didn’t watch it before bed. Before I turned it off I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to the light in my face sometime in the middle of the night. My hands lazily felt around for the controller until I eventually sat up, not being able to find it. As I woke up more I felt a little chill and noticed the blankets were all at the foot of the bed. I was for the most part a very calm sleeper so I found it weird that I would have kicked them all down like that. As I went to lean forward to pull them back up I saw my top hanging and looked down. It was completely open, not a single button was still hooked. I quickly reached up and turned my lamp on, thinking that someone had come in and did this.
My normally little puffy nipples were hard and wet. I couldn’t believe how tensed up they looked. I had gotten used to weird stuff happening but this made me scared.
I tried to call for my parents and when I opened my mouth I felt my tongue pulled forward and out of my mouth. It was stretched as far as it could go with the feeling of someone sucking on it. At the same time, another touching feeling was on both sides of my hips, like fingertips on my skin. The waistband of my pajama bottoms pulled out a little then my pants started to slide down. So much was happening so quickly that I froze up, unsure what to do. When I finally tried to move from the bed I felt something pin my arms to my sides and then my pants were quickly removed from my legs and tossed through the air. My tongue was still being held by something and I could feel it being sucked. Since I couldn’t speak I took a breath in and tried to scream. Just as I was about to, a pressure closed around my neck. It felt like a hand choking me. The air I managed to push out was barely a whisper, let alone a scream. The pressure loosened almost right away and I tried to scream again only to feel the pressure tighten once more. I tried again for a third time and that also ended the same way. Some tears were forming in my eyes now while I laid there, defeated.
My tongue was freed eventually, but I didn’t try to talk or scream. I could feel a wet sensation on my neck, like another tongue was licking me then I felt it sucking on my skin. The feeling moved down my body; kissing, sucking and even biting moving down my skin. A warm wetness covered over my right nipple and I watched as it pulled up against the air and felt it being sucked on. It was such a weird sensation. The feeling of the sucking changed back and forth from soft to hard over and over and it made me shiver some. When the sucking stopped, my nipple remained very hard. Even the flesh of my breast had risen some.
The sucking started on my left nipple next. Just like the right, it was pulled up firmly into a sucking sensation and once again it made me shiver some. It lasted about the same amount of time until everything seemed to stop. I felt my arms get released and I sat up to look around. I couldn’t help but to look at my nipples again. Both of them were so hard, standing away from my body like they were begging for more attention. The complete flatness of my chest was gone too. There was a slight curve to my breasts now, though probably not noticeable through a shirt. I sat there for a few minutes trying to understand what happened. I kept trying to tell myself I was dreaming, but I know that I was awake. The thought of a ghost or something touching me like that.. I didn’t know what to think. I finally got up to get my bottoms which hand landed by my mirror. As I bent down to get them something grabbed me and held me in place. It felt like a hand was touching and rubbing my stomach then moving up to grab my breast. Those unseen fingers squeezed both of them and I could see the imprints of it in the mirror.
While my breasts continued to be squeezed I felt my right hand being moved by something. Instinctively I tried to pull away, but it had a strong hold on me. My hand was made to move to my front and slowly between my legs. All I could do was watch in the mirror. My breasts being grabbed and my own hand being forced to move. My fingers slid over my vagina and started to rub back and forth. My middle finger dipped inside of me and pushed in some then slid back out, covered in a little wetness. I tried even harder to pull away, but I couldn’t move at all. My wet middle finger curled back while my index and ring finger spread the skin of my labia open some. My own wet finger kept moving on its own and touched to my clit. The sensation made my hips move forward against the touch some. I had never masturbated before and somehow my hand was expertly teasing my clit into a hard, aroused state. It kept rubbing and rubbing, gently, but quickly and it was on for several minutes. I was even unable to keep my hips from moving. Again my hand moved down between my legs and I could feel that I was even wetter there now. My hand pulled back and came up allowing me to see the wetness on my fingers. It moved higher and higher, stopping just over my shoulder.
I felt warmth close over my index finger, then sucking, like someone’s mouth was there. Then I felt my hand being moved toward my face. I tried to turn my head only to find that I still couldn’t move. My middle finger slipped through my lips and into my mouth. It moved across my tongue, making me taste myself. I didn’t really find it bad tasting, but it was still very weird and I was scared.
My breasts were released finally, only to feel the hands move to my hips. The pulled back on my some and another pressure made me bend forward. With my reflex, I reached forward and put my hands on the mirror for balance. I felt warmth close against my back and the slight pressure like someone was laying against me. My hips were pulled more, making me stand on my tip toes. Then someone knocked on my door.
“Amber?” I heard my mom call for me.
As soon as the door started to open, I felt everything stop and I was free to move. I quickly picked up my pants to cover my nudity.
“Everything okay in here… oh.” My mom just looked at me speechless for a moment.
“I’m sorry, I just heard some moving in here and I though you would be well asleep by now.”
“Oh no mom, I was just-“ I tried to answer, even though I wasn’t sure what I would say.
“It’s okay. I understand my little girl is growing up. We all have an interest to learn about our bodies at a certain age.”
At this point I was just about dressed again, just finishing up with the buttons on my top.
“I know you just had your first visit.” How did she know about the ghost? I thought to myself.
“All of us girls have to get it sooner or later and I know it can be scary or weird. So if you need to talk more about it or want to talk about sex, you can talk to me.”
“Oh no mom, it’s not like that.”
“Okay okay. Just make sure you get enough sleep for school.”
With a kiss to my cheek, she turned and left the room, closing the door behind her. When I woke up in the morning, I got right out of bed and went to the mirror. I quickly undid the buttons on my top and found my nipples to be back to their normal, soft puffy state. I put my hands against my breasts and even though my nipples were normal, I could feel they had still grown some. It was going to be a long day at school and even the thought of telling anyone about what had happened made me remember the feel of the pressure around my neck. It was going to be my secret, for now at least.
The jam Saturday was fun. Thin Lizzy, UFO, Scorpions, Iron Maiden, Motorhead, Girlschool, Aerosmith, we were at it for close to four hours covering songs we both liked. I taught her how to play Heart’s "Barracuda" and showed her a couple of little Yngwie Malmsteen licks she could work on at home. I also lectured her for a few minutes on what I termed "belligerent showing off." That is, being aggressive with what you do and ramming it into everybody’s faces because an audience likes that kind of confidence. Of course, there is also kind of a sexual thrill watching a good female guitar player. To a degree, a guy can understand how a girl feels when she’s watching a typical all male band when he gets off on seeing a woman kicking ass on a Strat, especially if she’s attractive. <br /> <br /> Sunday, I visited a batting cage in another part of the county and hit for a couple of hours to try to stay sharp.<br /> <br /> Monday, I had a visit with the girls who had their gym class the same period I did. Being able to cook well was becoming my ace in the hole since girls weren’t used to guys doing that for them. I asked Debbie Marcus, a 5’3" 14 year old auburn haired honey, to have dinner with me that night. Unfortunately, her parents weren’t allowing her to date for another year. "So how about you, Courtney?" I said to the 5’6" dark brown haired sweetheart of a girl. She had a slim frame and legs, but C cup tits that really jutted out. She laughed the easiest of any girl I ever met before or since. She giggled her consent and I told her to be ready before six. She lived in another town that was nonetheless inside my high school’s boundary. <br /> <br /> I went to the supermarket after school to pick up a few things both for the meal and for me. I was in the produce aisle when I saw this woman in her mid-30’s staring at me. Just to get a rise out of her, I walked by her and said "hi." "Hey handsome," she replied coquettishly. I backed my ass up and introduced myself. Her name was Cara and she was a childless divorcee. She asked me if I wanted to go for coffee and I had to admit that I already had a date that night. She never asked me how old I was. Total cougar out on the prowl. I got her phone number and promised to call her. I finished my shopping and went home to do some prep for dinner. <br /> <br /> Things went off without a hitch and the quality of the meal really made an impression on Courtney. I urged her to join me on the couch She giggled her approval and sat next to me. While we talked I began gently stroking her left chick with the back of my righthand and expressed how beautiful I thought her eyes and laugh were, which was the truth. "Your eyes just seem to sparkle, which tells me that you’re just a really nice girl," I flattered. She blushed because she knew I was hitting on her but was nonetheless flustered in formulating a response. I upped the ante by stating that I might have to write a song about her. I actually later did, though I didn’t use her name in it. <br /> <br /> I eventually got my left arm around her and we kissed for a fair amount of time as I cradled her body in my arms. My hand slithered under her sweater top, where I parted the hooks of her bra and felt her up. I pulled the bra and sweater off and got a gander at her sweet tear drop shaped gazongas. She giggled yet again when I groped them but moaned when I got into some real sincere suckling her pinkish nipples. I glided my righthand up her right thigh and attempted to insert it into her panties, but she put up the stop sign. So I rubbed her clit over her panties and pantyhose as she held my head against her chest. Her moaning intensified and this time she allowed my hand to crawl as far as her vulva, where I resumed bringing very pleasurable friction to her nubbin. She had a lot of pubic hair down there and I wondered if she had the wild and free 70’s porno bush happening. <br /> <br /> She was panting now and I hastened the pace of the rubbing motion I exerted on her clit, which boosted her to the height of ecstasy. I pulled my fingers out of her crotch and wrapped her back in my arms, kissing her hard and spinning my tongue around hers deep in her mouth. "Come on babe, we’re going to bed," I proclaimed and like I did with Andrea, I slung her over my shoulder and transported her upstairs to my bed, carefully lowering her on to it. "Clint, this is going faster than I want right now," she declared. "It’s cool babe. I really like you, so we can just kick back together for a while if you’re into that." "I’d like that, too," she agreed and I sat up against the headboard and had her scoot in in front of me, whereupon I encircled her with my arms. We flirted, kissed and joked around for a couple of hours before I took her home. Naturally, when I returned to my house, I wacked off like a champ.<br /> <br /> Tuesday after school, I called Cara and, while chatting about nothing in particular, I asked her if she wanted to get together that night for sex. She hesitated then answered affirmatively, which made me wonder how long it had been since she’d had a good rutting. "God, probably more than a year," she estimated. If she had said no to me, I would have just blown her off. I got her address and made plans to meet her at seven.<br /> <br /> Cara was presentable. She was probably 5’4" and 120-130 pounds with D cups and short brown hair. When I talked to her at the supermarket, she looked at me like a lot of the girls at school did. I was planning on giving her a whirlwind screwing and using her as a cum receptacle. To her, I was mainly boy candy and so would be using me to reconfirm her attractiveness.<br /> <br /> I rolled up to her place right on time and she greeted me at the door wearing a hot little black teddy, black stockings and high heels. I crossed the threshold and immediately grabbed her, laid a passionate, invasive kiss on her, slung her over my shoulder and told her to point out where her bedroom was. She squealed as I hefted her into her bed and I landed on top of her when her back hit the mattress.I unzipped her teddy and pulled it off of her, her heavy mammaries bobbing out. I gently pulled her shoes and pantyhose off, exposing her bushy twat. While I kissed her again, I rolled her around the bed. I stood up and peeled all of my clothes off and jumped right back on her, crashing my mouth on to her right nipple and lustily licking and sucking it. "Ohhhhhhh yeah baby," she whimpered. I staged an oral beatdown of her milk ducts and it drew vocal plaudits from her. I kissed my way down her soft belly and dove headlong into her underbrush, my tongue finding her button in that haystack and givingt it what for for the next 45 minutes, resulting in her being rendered that special kind of high from all the orgasms I induced in her and her juices permeating my taste buds. <br /> <br /> I rotated her body so that she was on her stomach and I pinned her upper back down with my chest while my righthand grabbed my cock and forced it in to her hallowed hall. "Oh fuck that feels good!" she testified as I savagely stabbed her cunt with my spike over and over. Her ardor ramped up quickly and she was thrashing under me while the sensations within her accumulated and steered her closer to climax. I "You like this cock bitch?" I snarled. "Oh God yes!" she praised. "You want me to keep giving it to you?" "Oh yes!" "Well, tell me then!" "I want you to keep giving me your cock!" she panted and the flood gates of her passion opened and her nails dug into her pillow as the orgasm poured a torrential tide of pleasure into her. I kept on humping her vigorously seeking my own release while she welcomed several more peaks of pleasure before I streamed my manjuice throughout her vaginal cavity. <br /> <br /> "God, I haven’t had a hard fuck in so long," she lamented as she propped herself on my right shoulder. "You have the perfect body for it, babe, nice and soft," I smiled. She giggled at that line. I then made an excuse to leave. She still had no idea that she just had sex with a 16 year old. The only thing I had told her about myself was that I was a musician. <br /> <br /> Having vented my balls, I went to school Wednesday very relaxed. I invited Valerie over for a jam both that day and Thursday. She said she was practicing a minimum four hours a day, which I hoped was true. Unfortunately, a lot of the responses I was getting from my musicians wanted ads were completely pathetic. I really wanted to have something getting off the ground by the time baseball season arrived, but it certainly didn’t look like I was going to reach that target at that point. <br />
<p class="MsoNormal">Hello, my name is John Logan, I have super powers. I started out as a villain, using my powers of invisibility to spy on girls in the showers and even one time my mom who was going at it lesbian style with my to-be girlfriend, but I never thought of myself as a villain, I was just sexually frustrated and needed some relief. My relief came when I finally had sex with Melody, my girlfriend, after that I didn’t have to peep on girls anymore, I just needed her, sure we did use my powers for evil but that was just because, and in the end I brought the whole school together by accidentally causing a massive school orgy. My life was complete, I had the girl, I had a life and I was happy… until I met my twin brother Theodore, he told me about a secret organization and how a bunch of bad guys were coming after us and about our sister Samantha. After we saved our sister we joined the secret organization to battle against the evil known as Sarco (the leader of the bad guys). I was happy gaining a family, and I was fine with fighting evil, but then Melody was kidnapped by my old friend Jenkins who somehow got super powers and joined Sarco as one of his minions. My life had changed again and I was forced onto the road of the hero, I would save Melody even if it killed me.</p> <p style="text-align: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center">***</p> <p class="MsoNormal">John looked out the window of the helicopter he was in. Thirty other choppers buzzed near his, each carrying about twenty armed soldiers ready for battle. John looked away from the window and stared down the long line of soldiers he was put in command of, he was half expecting see Sam and Theo with him, but they each had their own helicopter full of soldiers. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Suddenly John’s radio switched on and a loud voice buzzed into his head, through the ear piece “Attention, this is Captain Gordon Chase, our ETA is 5 minutes to the LZ, prepare to kick some ass!”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“You heard that guy… who I know. Lock and load or whatever…” John yelled, his voice trailing off as he noticed his unit staring at him. “You know… Let’s kick some ass and get some pussy!!!” I’m never going to say that again, thought John.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Ya!!!!” all the soldiers yelled back at him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The helicopters zoomed low over the jungle trees, Sarco’s mountain which housed his evil base, located in it’s large cave. The mountain was a tall spire of beige desert rock that stuck out like a sore thumb up against the rich greens of the jungle. Suddenly the helicopter had touched down in a small clearing near the mountain. The other helicopters were spread out around it, they were all to meet at the giant cave entrance on the north side of the mountain before starting the assault. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">John followed the twenty scary looking soldiers as they carefully made their way to the clearing around the mountain. The cave was insight. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“What are we waiting for?” asked John looking at his soldiers anxiously.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“We have to wait for the others before moving in sir.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Oh, ok… I’m just gonna go on ahead.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">John suddenly stood up and walked out into the open. The enormousness of the mountain suddenly hit him as he walked towards the cave and away from his freaking out soldiers. The mountain reminded him of a penis, in fact this mountain was called the world dick by the local natives. John spun around quickly, hearing screams of terror coming from where his men were. He watched horrified as his men ran out into the open, each on fire. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Oh my god! Oh my God! Oh my God!” John said over and over, running around in circles, panicking as he watched all of his men die. “What do I do!? What Do I do?!”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!” Cried a haunting and echoing voice of a young woman. “My name is Veronica.” Said a young fiery red headed woman, wearing a women’s suit that had a tight skirt. She had voluptuous big breasts, long curly hair and an evil, bitchy smile. “I’m just your ordinary sexy office red head… with super powers of course, but I like to think I have more to offer.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Ya?! Well I’m just pissed off and looking for revenge… and my girlfriend back, please!”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Ha!! Well you’ll have to get through me first.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">John stared her down, she had a wicked smile that John wanted to fuck off of her, he hadn’t had sex in while, with his girlfriend gone and all. Suddenly her beet red hair started to get bright, like a light had been switched on underneath it. Suddenly it burst into flames. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“haaaaaaa!!!” She screamed as she grabbed her hair and through a large wave of fire towards him. John dove to the side, dodging the blast of fire. Suddenly John disappeared, clothing and all. John had only recently been granted full control over his ability to change people’s perceptions of reality about him, but he realized that his powers were much stronger when he had an erection, which he had. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Where the fuck did you go?!” She screamed before throwing more fire, scorching the ground around her. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“I’m behind you.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“ahh!!” She squealed, feeling his hands suddenly press against her breasts. She elbowed him hard and jumped away. She spun around and shot another blast of fire</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Now I’m over here and it’s my turn.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">John suddenly appeared next to her, she turned to face him. John extended his arm to the side and made a fist. Suddenly his fist became the size of a small mountain.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“What?! I thought your power was invisibility.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“I can do far more than that. Hey wait, you look familiar, you know I met someone like you once before, what was her name?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /> “Her name was Martha, aka the Disco Ball Ice Princess and I’m her sister… Ahhhhhhhh!!!” She screamed as the mountain sized fist crashed against her body. She fell over unconscious thinking her whole body had exploded from the impact, when in reality John had just ran over and punched in the face.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“And now I’m gonna fuck you like I did your sister.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">John turned her over onto her back, and was feeling up her tightly contained breasts through the thick material of her women’s suit. Her red hair was a mess. John’s other hand reached up her skirt and began rubbing her warm and wet pussy through the soft material of her panties. John suddenly tore open her jacket and started feeling up her breasts again. She had a pink silk blouse covering her bare tits. John pulled her panties down her legs and through them away, his hand quickly darted back and he began sliding his middle finger in and out of her. John could feel her orgasm growing from the slight twitches her body made. He could hear a light moan escape her lips. John pulled his finger from her pussy, stood up and dropped his pants and underwear, his cock was rock hard. He reached down and violently pulled her skirt off of her. Her eyes opened as she came back to her senses.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“What the fuck are you doing to me, you pervert!!!?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">John suddenly Jumped on top of her and rammed his dick deep into her pussy, it was the hottest pussy he had ever felt. She cried out in pain and lust, her tight pussy had expanded to its limits from his invading cock. He held down her arms as he continued to ram in and out of her. He caused her to scream again when he started sucking on her nipples, giving each one a good 30 seconds before switching. John pulled his head away from her as he felt his orgasm approaching. He looked down at her squirming body. She stopped squirming and looked back into his eyes. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Suddenly John pulled his dick from her, grabbed her by the hips and violently spun her around onto her front. Her tits pressed against the hot sand, but she didn’t notice. John suddenly plunged his dick into her tight ass hole. She screamed out pain until she felt him cumming, filling her ass hole with his hot jizz. She passed out on the ground and started to shake violently. Suddenly her hair egnigted into flames. John pulled out of her and stepped back watching shocked as she suddenly exploded into a puff of black smoke. John through his pants back on and started off into the cave to save Melody.</p> <p style="text-align: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center">***</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Where the hell is John?!” asked Theodore as he looked into the black cave ahead of them.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“I checked those dead soldiers over there, the dog tags matched the one’s from his unit.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Theodore! You don’t think he actually went ahead do you?!”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“His name is John fucking Logan, what do you think?!” Theodore said sharply as he lead his men towards the cave, followed closely behind by Samantha and her unit. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Shouldn’t we wait for everyone else?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Not if you want to find John alive.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Lead on sir, we understand needing to save your brother, we’re all willing to die today.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Theodore stared blankly towards the menacing cave entrance, “Okay, lets go.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">To Be Continued.</p>