Rick and Jenny stood by the side of the road and gazed mournfully at the mangled remains of his VW New Beetle. The front end was wrapped around a huge tree, which Rick had hit after swerving off the road to avoid a dog that had suddenly appeared in the headlights. Inside the car sat two mangled, lifeless bodies. Not even airbags could have saved them from the 65-mile-per-hour impact.
The young lovers sighed, then looked at each other.
"So what do we do now?" Jenny asked.
Rick shrugged. "I don't know. Wait for that big bright doorway to open and let us in?"
Despite their grim situation, Jenny managed a giggle as she asked, "what makes you so sure you're going that way, naughty boy?"
"Don't even think about that!" her boyfriend cried, suddenly worried. "I love you, and I don't want to lose you, even now."
"Oh Rick, I love you too!"
She came to him and took his hand. At least she tried to. Her hand, in fact, passed right through his.
"Oh god this sucks," she moaned.
"Yeah, no more heavy petting," he replied.
Rick stared at his girlfriend, and she gazed back at him, managing a smile. She had been sexy, filling out her clothes so nicely, such wonderful curves to follow with his fingers and tongue. He still felt the longing for her, the attraction, but it no longer had a physical aspect -- no stiffening cock, no hard nipples. As they continued to stare at each other, they could see their bodies slowly losing shape and detail. The colors of their clothing were fading, and their arms and legs seemed to be melting into their bodies, growing indistinct. Their bodies were becoming transparent, too.
Is this it? Rick wondered. Are we just going to fade away?
They hovered just above the ground, watching each other grow dimmer and dimmer, until finally they could no longer see any physical trace of their bodies.
"I think we're still here!"
It was a strange sensation, at least at first. They could not see each other, but each could sense the other's presence. Rick knew exactly where his girlfriend was, and he could still hear her voice and talk to her.
"What time is it?"
Rick tried to glance at his watch, then chuckled. "This is going to take some getting used to. It must be past midnight by now!"
They had been traveling north on a rural road to the east of Fresno, heading up into the foothills to engage in some hot kissing and groping underneath the stars. The waning moon was low in the southeast, providing just enough illumination to make the trees lining the road visible, and separate the dark sky from the outline of the Sierras to the east. This was ranch country, with driveways branching off the road every half mile or so. Distant pools of light could be seen in many directions: the bright lights of the ranch houses.
No cars had driven by since their, um, predicament began.
"Well this is boring," Jenny complained. "let's at least go somewhere interesting, since we, um, don't seem to be going anywhere..."
"Are you sure we're not supposed to hang around here and haunt this spot?" Rick joked.
"That's not funny. Come on!"
"Hey, wait up!" Rick could sense Jenny moving north, and he hastened to follow. Together they floated along the shoulder of the road, not even bothering to skirt around trees and other obstacles.
This is so bizarre, he thought as he passed right through the trunk of a particularly big tree.
For several minutes they coasted along, side by side. Then Jenny suddenly stopped. She stared down a long driveway that was lined with tall palm trees and bright lights like runway lights. In the distance the driveway led to an enormous, sprawling house.
"I know this house! I've been here before!"
"Geez, who lives here, an oil sheikh?"
"No, silly! It's Dr. Martin's house! I'm sure of it. Come on!" Jenny started down the driveway.
"Wait, Jenny! We're not exactly invited..." Rick hustled to catch up.
"So? They can't see us -- we're ghosts! Come on, I want to see this place again."
The driveway was amazingly long, and the house loomed larger as they floated toward it. The number of windows was mind-boggling. Rick wondered how many bedrooms this place had. A dozen? Two dozen?
The driveway split into a circle around a well-manicured lawn in front of the house, but the ghosts proceeded straight ahead, passing through a tall stone fountain in the middle of the circle. When they reached the front door, Jenny stopped. She giggled and said, "knock knock."
"Who's there?" Rick replied.
His girlfriend giggled again. "Silly!" Then she proceeded to pass right on through the huge front door and into the house. Reluctantly, Rick followed.
They found themselves in an ornate foyer. The antique furniture in the immediate vicinity probably cost more than most houses, Rick thought.
"So, who is this guy?" he whispered, before remembering that whispering wasn't necessary.
"He's a surgeon, I guess. I had to go to him once to have something, a cyst, removed from my back. Somehow he and my mom became friends, and we came here once for a party. This place is soooo awesome!" Jenny spun around in the air, taking in the amazing sights.
"Did your mom and him, you know..."
"No, wouldn't that have been cool! But he's married. Mom said he married a hooker or stripper or some slut like that."
"Well, he certainly could afford to. I wonder where they are now?"
"Yeah, but where? This place has so many rooms!"
"Why? You want to be a peeping Tom?"
"Like we aren't already?" Rick answered with an invisible grin. "Besides, I want to see that stripper. I'll bet she's awesome..."
"Oh you...!" If Jenny could have slapped him, she would have just then.
Rick started down one of several hallways that led out of the foyer. "Let's just see what's down this way..."
"Wait for me!" Jenny shouted with a giggle as she caught up with him.
They passed door after door. Rick and Jenny poked their heads through each one. An unoccupied bedroom, a library, a computer room, another bedroom, a bathroom, another bedroom...
"There's somebody here," Rick whispered.
"You don't have to whisper, silly!"
"This bedroom's huge!"
Together they passed completely through the double doors, into the master bedroom of the house.
"Look at that bed!"
It was indeed an impressive bed: at least king size, probably bigger, with four massive wooden posts covered with ornate carvings, suppording a huge oak canopy that was even more ornately carved.
"Yeah that's him," Jenny said, recognizing the face of the man asleep in the bed.
"And that must be his slutty wife," Rick said as a gazed at a beautiful exotic face framed by long flowing black hair.
Jenny giggled again. Together they floated above the bed and gazed down at the sleeping couple.
"I wish we could pull the covers back, I want to see more!"
"Mmmmm yeah, maybe they're naked under there."
If Rick had a cock, it would have been rock-hard now. What he and his lover were doing now was making him really horny!
He floated slowly down toward the beautiful female. Her face had that wonderful heart-shape that really turned him on, and her lips were so incredibly full. He wanted to plant his lips against hers and give her a long hot kiss! Wish I had lips...
He sank a little too far down, and everything went dark. He pulled back up suddenly. Eeeewwww I don't want to see her from the inside!
For the brief instant that his "face" had penetrated hers, he had felt something, a sort of "pull".
"I wonder..." he thought aloud to Jenny, then he floated over to the sleeping doctor. He descended.
As his own form intersected the doctor's body, he felt himself stretch outward, seemingly filling the sleeping doctor with his own awareness. Suddenly he found himself looking at the back of the raven-haired woman's head, and he realized that he was looking through the doctor's eyes!
He sat up, and the blankets slid down from his naked torso.
"Mmmmmm you look good enough to eat!" Rick heard Jenny's words inside his mind. He looked down at himself, and liked what he saw. The doctor was powerfully built, like a football player, but with little wasted fat. Rippling washboard stomach below powerful pectorals, big strong arms with bulging biceps, yeah this could be good...
He sensed another presence within himself, a sleeping presence: the doctor's own soul. He carefully surrounded it, nestled against it, tried not to jostle or jar it.
The beauty next to him stirred.
"Jenny?" he whispered again.
"Mmmm hmmmm," the woman breathed as she turned over on her back beneath the covers. Her fingers appeared around the edge of the covers, and she pushed them down to uncover her chest and stomach.
Rick's breath caught in his throat.
The woman's breasts were incredibly massive pancackes of titflesh spread across her chest. They jiggled and rippled as Jenny explored them with her fingertips, pushing and poking at the soft warmth.
"They're so big," she whispered. Her fingers traveled in lazy arcs around her nipples. "I can't believe how big they are."
Rick could feel the doctor's cock grow achingly hard down below as he watched Jenny explore her huge boobs.
"I can't believe the guy can just sleep when he's got this incredible woman next to him to play with!"
"Mmmmm hmmmm," Jenny breathed as she experimentally pressed her fingers into her flesh mountains, making rippling hills within the greater expanse. "They feel so good," she sighed.
"I could play with those for hours," Rick said, his voice dripping with lust.
"Mmmmm I bet you could. I'll bet they get played with a lot." She continued to play with her boobs, squeezing and kneading them.
"I'm going to right now," he growled, starting to move toward her.
"Mmmmmnngghh, go for it," she replied with a smile. "They're not mine anyway."
That was definitely all the invitation he needed, and the very next moment he was on top of her, his fingers buried in her incredible titflesh.
"Nnnngghh yeahhhh," Jenny sighed as Rick's powerful fingers pawed at her flesh mountains, lustily groping them, kneading them enthusiastically.
For the next hour or so, she relaxed inside the delicious body of the doctor's wife and enjoyed the incredible sensations as her very horny lover had his way with her giant globes of pure sucking satisfaction. Her shaking, slapping breasts were helpless against the onslaught of Rick's lust-powered fingers and lips and tongue and teeth. Everything he ever fantasized doing to such big soft suckable pillows he did to her heaving mountains now. Her whole body writhed beneath him, and her fingers dug into his hair and scraped his scalp as she moaned loud and long.
It was not a matter of his breast-crazed lust expiring, but the energy within his tiring finger and mouth muscles simply gave out. Jenny's nipples were hard and sore from all the intense sucking, and there were red welts where he had bitten and chewed perhaps a little too hard in wanton horniness, but those soft pillows emerged victorious. Rick snuggled his head into them, just feeling their warmth and softness as they enveloped his face.
They did not get to stay there long, however, as a very horny Jenny suddenly pushed him over onto his back and climbed up onto his thighs, straddling them with her sexy, supple legs. She beat his face and chest with her swinging udders, then said, "now let's see what you have here!"
Of course she already knew; the doctor's hard, thick cock was standing at attention between her thighs, seemingly oblivious to the intense attention it was about to receive. Her boobs were not to be the only things savagely devoured that evening!
The next hour was the most intense sexual experience Rick had ever experienced. Now his hard shaft was the helpless victim of Jenny's slapping, smothering tits, her eager stroking fingers, and her lashing tongue. Like every other part of her body, the tongue of the doctor's wife seemed to be built for hot wild sex, extra long and able to wrap almost all the way around his cock while it snaked up and down. She alternately sucked on that tasty meat, grating against it with her teeth and sucking so hard that her cheeks pull way in, and mashing her tits against it, grinding them all around. She took his dick between her tits and stroked it mercilessly, then mashed one breast completely around it and fucked it that way, mashing the erect nipple hard against his shaft as she stroked it up and down with furious lust.
Rick was amazed that he was able to hold out this long without coming. The doctor certainly had excellent stamina!
When Jenny had finished devouring his cock and beating on it with her tits, she slid forward as she held his penis straight up with her fingers. Her wet pussy smacked against it, and she started grinding it up and down. Not surprisingly, her pussy lips were amazingly large. Rick reached around his cock and took hold of those lips. it was difficult for his tired fingers to hold onto those slippery wet lips, but he managed to pull and stretch them outward, then press them against the sides of his cock and rub them up and down while Jenny rocked wildly back and forth and moaned loudly.
Suddenly, without warning, she heaved herself upward on her knees, then came back down again, with his rock-hard shaft buried to the balls inside her.
If there was anybody sleeping elsewhere in the house, they must have been awake by now, with all the moaning and the crashing of the bedposts against the wall. Jenny bounced happily and noisily on the hunky doctor's crotch. He sank his fingers into her hips and held on tight as he shoved upward with his powerful hip and butt muscles, thrusting and shoving his cock up inside her, ramming it up into her. Her huge breasts slapped and flailed wildly, renewing Rick's reservoir of lust and sending his hands up there to grab and grope and knead.
He lifted her breasts up high with his hands. They were so big that they overflowed his fingers and sagged around his palms. Her vigourous bouncing made it even more difficult for him to hold on to those wonderful flesh mountains. They flailed wildly up and down, beating mercilessly upon his clutching fingers. As Jenny leaned forward, mashing her breasts down even harder against his hands, he moved them aside to let them flop down against his face. She shook her chest violently, and his whole head was attacked by lashing, thrashing titflesh. Rick managed to catch one tasty nipple in his mouth, and he hungrily sucked it in, holding onto it while the massive mountain of flesh behind it continued to pound up and down on his cheeks and mouth.
Suddenly she leaned back, yanking her tit out of his mouth as she arched her melons high in the air. Her moans became sharp yelps and her bouncing increased in intensity. Then she shouted his name: "Rick!!!" and flailed wildly about as she came with incredible intensity, flooding his cock with her juices. Then she sagged down beside her and pulled him over on top of her. Rick pounded his cock in and out, in and out, fucking her savagely as he gazed down upon her wildly gyrating pillows of pleasure.
The voice was in his mind. He continued to thrust his hard meat into that wet, helpless pussy as his fingers dug into her incredible breasts.
"Um, Rick, it's not me in there now..."
He managed to tear his gaze away from the sloshing melons and gazed up into the beautiful face. She was looking at him strangely. As the realization hit him, he thrust his crotch against hers even harder, even faster. Her fingers grabbed the back of his head and dug in as she mashed his face down into one quaking mound.
"Oh god, Dave, oh YES! OH YES!!!!!"
Rick's cock EXPLODED with hot cum inside her as he sucked HARD on one helpless nipple. Then, suddenly, he felt himself being shoved out of the doctor's body, flying upward as if there were some kind of magnetic repulsion. He found himself floating about the bed alongside Jenny.
"They wake up when they come, eh?"
The good doctor had frozen in that position, his spent cock still dribbling inside his wife's cunt, her well-chewed tit still trapped between his lips. He let it flop out of his mouth as he gazed into the eyes of his beautiful wife.
Before he could saying anything to express his confusion about suddenly waking up in this amazing position, she pulled his head down, mashing his lips against her own. She snaked that long tongue of hers into his mouth, and they kissed with fiery passion for an amazingly long time. Above the bed, Rick and Jenny floated and watched, as they expressed with words their own passion for each other...
...and made plans to hang around. At least for a while.
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