Paranormal Desires (Supernatural Seductions I-IV)
What happens when a hot and horny ghost soldier unleashes his insatiable sexual desires at a country bed and breakfast?
A series of supernatural seductions that drive women wild.
This collection contains the following erotic stories:
When Jeannie and her husband buy a house in the country, they can’t wait to fulfill their lifelong dream of opening a bed and breakfast. But as she prepares to launch her new business, she finds herself seduced by a paranormal entity dedicated to delivering sexual pleasures beyond her wildest fantasies. Confused and somewhat afraid, Jeannie is torn between wanting the entity out of her home and craving more orgasmic encounters with her ghost lover.
Warning: Supernatural Seductions (13,000 words) contains seductions from a hot and horny ghost soldier, a paranormal ménage à trois, anal sex in the shower, a thwarted paranormal investigation, and a brief art history lesson.
I was half asleep, and I felt a little tickle on my toes. I was lying on my back, and I opened one of my eyes to see if I could get a glimpse of whether or not this thing was real. But there wasn’t anything there, and yet I felt fingers playing in between each of my toes.
I closed my eyes and smiled. I just wanted to enjoy the moment, and not worry so much about what was there. I felt my legs being caressed gently. Fingers danced up and down both of my legs at the same time. I was at peace and my whole body tingled. I wanted more of this—a whole lot more.
And boy oh boy, did I get it that night.
I felt my legs gently being pried apart and sensations dancing up and down my inner thighs. I moaned. That’s when I heard it again. It was that voice—as plain as day and as surely as I’m talking to you right now—and it said “I want you. I really want you.” It was a low, male voice. I shook my head a little bit in disbelief. I could explain away the feelings, just brush them off as my imagination. But hearing this voice again? I couldn’t explain that.
The voice slowly repeated its demands: “I. Want. You.”
I guess I should’ve been scared out of my mind at that point, but in that moment, nothing else mattered but the warm feelings I had. I arched my back and looked at my nipples as they perked up, longing to have someone pinch them, suck them, knead them between horny fingertips. That was my way of saying yes. Whoever you are or whatever you are, I don’t care right now. I just want you to take me. I just want you to do to me what you want to do to me.
I sighed and enjoyed the imaginary fingers that slowly caressed my inner thighs. I tilted my head back against my pillow and moaned softly. Then I felt the fingers opening up my pussy lips, exposing me to the still and nippy air in the room. I felt like a Georgia O’Keeffe flower blooming, opening, blossoming in the ecstasy of that exquisite touch. I was wide open for a finger circling the tip of my clit, slowly rubbing me clockwise, and then counterclockwise. I gulped. I couldn’t believe what was happening. This was like masturbation on steroids. My vibrators and dildos could do a lot, but they couldn’t arouse me quite like this.
When Traci visits her boyfriend’s family at their country house, she gets a lot more than rest and relaxation—thanks to the hungry touch of a horny ghost soldier who uses his paranormal desires to make her orgasm all weekend long. These encounters bring Traci and Bill’s sex life to a whole new level, and she soon discovers that sex with a ghost is an erotically delicious experience in its own right.
Warning: Supernatural Seductions II (6,000 words) contains seductions from a hot and horny ghost soldier, a paranormal ménage à trois, a wet T-shirt incident, oral sex, anal sex, and an awkward walk in the woods.
The next day, Jeannie had to go to the college to deal with some paperwork and some issues in her department. I was fine with that, because it meant that Bill and I had the house to ourselves, and maybe I could distract him long enough to make love to me instead of his work.
He started working early that morning, so I had barely seen him. I knew if I was going to distract him, I would need to dress the part. I put on the tightest little blue jean shorts that I had, along with a white T-shirt—and no bra or underwear. If this didn’t get Bill’s mind off of hammers and nails, then someone needed to take my sexy card away because I just didn’t know what I was doing anymore.
I strutted outside and made my way toward the back porch. I walked passed Bill, didn’t say a word, and just bent over in his line of sight. When he didn’t say anything, I grabbed the hose from the side of the house and sprayed cold water all over myself. If hard nipples poking through a wet T-shirt couldn’t get him off, I didn’t know what would.
“If you’re trying to distract me, Traci, it’s working,” he said. “And you wonder why I don’t want you anywhere near construction sites.”
We both laughed.
“I just thought that since Jeannie had to go to the college today, maybe we could spend a little quality time together before she got back.”
“You did, huh?” he said, pulling me toward him and sticking his hand up my T-shirt. He cupped one of my tits in his hand and rubbed my hard nipple with his thumb.
“Well, yeah,” I said, reaching for the button of his jeans.
“Since you went through so much trouble to get my attention, I guess it’s about time for a break.”
I stuck my hand down his pants and went straight for his cock. He was rock hard and ready to go.
“Drill me,” I said as I began to stroke his shaft.
“Not out here, Traci, are you crazy?”
I was disappointed. I really wanted to put on a show.
“You’re no fun,” I said with a pout.
“We’ll see about that.” He picked me up and carried me into the house. I watched as the water dripped off my body and onto the rug. This was one more thing that I hoped I wouldn’t have to explain to Jeannie later.
Olivia needs to get away—away from the job that she hates, from the stress, and from the fact that she hasn’t had sex since…she doesn’t even know. When a friend gives her the opportunity to spend a free weekend at a country bed and breakfast, with the promise of an out-of-town hook up, it seems like the perfect remedy for her discontent.
And the trip doesn’t disappoint: Throughout the weekend, Olivia becomes possessed by unexplained sexual cravings that bring her to the heights of pleasure. But who is she sharing all of these delicious desires with? What is the unseen force that is making her orgasm over and over and over again?
Warning: Supernatural Seductions III (5,000 words) contains seductions from a hot and horny ghost soldier, vibrator play, anal sex, a naked sprinkler game, and splinters in unusual places.
I had an incredible desire to be outside that night. It was my last night there, and I really wanted to enjoy the weather, the country air, and the strong feelings of desire that rose up in me.
All I wanted in that moment was to be naked. I sat on the bench in the backyard, taking everything in, trying to talk myself out of this irresistible impulse that I’d had all weekend long. But I took off my clothes anyway, and spread my legs wide. I thought about bringing Old Faithful outside with me, but I had a feeling I wouldn’t need it.
I was right. I felt a breath between my legs, and a rough, wet tongue circling around my clit. My juices trickled out from my pussy. I imagined Michael nestled between my legs, lapping me up and enjoying every sweet lick. But he wasn’t there, and it didn’t matter. Obviously just thinking about him was enough to get me going. It felt like he was fucking me with his tongue, darting it in and out of me rapidly. I writhed my hips and squeezed my breasts—partially hoping that no one would catch me, partially hoping that someone would.
Serena needs to understand why she’s been having erotic dreams about a long-lost ex—a fallen soldier who died years ago. After seeking guidance from a therapist, a friend, and even a psychic, she feels an overpowering need to look for answers at a country bed and breakfast. During her visit, Serena taps into her unresolved feelings and sexual desires, giving her the closure that she desperately needs.
Warning: Supernatural Seductions IV (6,000 words) contains an awkward attempt at anal sex, doggy style on a desk, penetration in a pool, and a healthy dose of psychic skepticism.
I flipped over the picture of the smiling, middle-aged couple, as a gesture of respect to make up for the disrespect I was thick in the middle of. I was bent over his father’s desk, afraid that the professor would walk into the office at any minute. Jesse promised me that his father wasn’t teaching that day—but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to work that day.
As Jesse rammed his cock into my pussy from behind, my tits bounced back and forth against the desk. I wondered if he had done this with other girls. He was so good at it that I didn’t give a fuck. I moved my body down a little bit more, placed my cheek on some graded papers, and wondered if the sea of red ink could seep into my skin somehow. Clearly the students weren’t doing so well this semester.
Jesse swiveled his hips and entered me deeply, so I could feel every inch of his thick, long shaft. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his throbbing hardness tickling my pussy walls with each hard thrust.