A ghostly experience

"This is actually pretty scary," Mary said and grabbed Bob's arm, even more, pulling herself close to his body.

"No worry, babe," Bob said and grinned. "See, all fake," he said and gave a piece of decoration a strong push. He seemed to be not impressed at all and so they continued until they reached a hexagonal room. As they stepped in, the door behind them slammed close.

The lights flickered and Mary screamed as it got dark. She tried to hold on to Bob, but couldn't find him in the darkness. She stumbled forward and felt a door, stepping outside. The corridor was illuminated again and a long table was placed in it.

"Oh, friends," a hollow voice suddenly said. "Look, our guest arrived." Suddenly ghostly figures appeared in front of her, sitting around the table. "And she is dressed nicely for our come together." Mary looked down, noting that she wore a renaissance gown. She looked around and spotted herself in a mirror at the wall. Her hair was made up in a big pinned-up hairstyle and her face was pale from makeup, besides the deep red lipstick.

"Come closer," the ghost at the other end of the table, apparently the host, said and she couldn't be different than stepping closer. Heels clicked on the ground and she noted that the dress looked classic on the first but slutty on the second look. "See, friends," the ghost addressed the other men around the table. "Now we can fully enjoy the desert. Go down, girl, and do what you are paid for."

Mary didn't know what he meant. But then she realized that she had gone on her knees without noticing. Slowly she crawled under the table, as the men started to talk and joke in a speech Mary didn't understand. It could be Italian, but she was not sure. Without control of her body, she moved in front of the first guest and opened her pants. A huge cock jumped out, hard but at the same time, she could look through it.

Slowly she opened her mouth and the next moment she was sucking the guest off. "This is a nice girl," she heard him comment. "You have to pay her good coins for the skills of her lips."

The crowd cheered and Mary could feel how the ghost was about to come. Something else seemed to be off, as she took his cock up and down her throat. Then he came and the cum shot into her mouth but seemed to not go down her throat. Mary's mouth filled up, her eyes rolled up and the cum shot from her nose and ears as the ghost pumped her head full with ethereal ghost-cum.

She pulled her head back and felt a bit dizzy. She could feel the cum running from her nose and ears, slightly glowing greenish. It was a funny look because as it ran down her cheeks, the cum turned into smoke and vanished. She moved to the next guest and started to suck him off too.

Clarke watched how a different version of him lead the boy outside of the room. It was as if there was a window between her and the room, not realizing that it was a mirror. Then, as the girl had left, she felt been pulled back and felt how her body was kept in an eternal state of arousal, her state unable to make her have an orgasm.

The other Clarke grinned as she leads Kyle to the exit. Her eyes had a reddish glow and when they left the haunted house, she gave him a long, deep kiss. "Was fun," she said and waved him as he headed towards his two friends, who were already waiting. Then she gave her tits a good squeeze and sorted the memories in her mind. The other her had come here with two friends and Clarke couldn't wait to corrupt them further.