Hot, very hot

John open the door to find one of the most luxurious bathrooms he had ever seen. John enter the bathroom ready to get clean and get to bed. This Isis thing was just too much. John got undressed in front of the large mirror. John’s cock red and throbbing was quite noticeable in his reflection. John decided that he had better spank the proverbial monkey before going down stairs. John turned on the water to as warm as he could stand, and stepped into the tub. For a while he simply allowed the warm waters to cover he body. Soon he began to feel very relaxed as the steam filled his lungs.

John closes his eyes and let himself go. Then he felt a hand touch his chest. John woke with a jerk, looking for the invader. None was to be found. Just his imagination he supposed; a dream and nothing more. John began to relax until he heard singing. John looked and looked but he could find not the siren’s face. It seems to grow closer and closer. Finally, it seemed to come from the side of the tube. It sounded like a mournful choir. John wave his hand frantically, but to no avail there was nothing there. Wild thoughts of ghost and spirits crossed he mind. But that would be ridiculous, and he shrugged it off.

The singing will not stop, however. It is not an unpleasant sound nor was it pleasant but beautiful in a deathly sort of way, but it will not end and the shear illogic of it all drives him insane. Finally he erupt, “Who are you! Show yourself!!” With that the blue grey images of three young women appear around the sides of the old large tube. They are smiling and at he and have a mischievous look in their eyes. John gasp for air and try to scream. One of the young ladies puts a finger against his lips and shhes him. John’s instincts scream run, but a voice whispers 'stay,' 'stay and let himself go,' 'let it flow through him.'

They look at one another, smile, look at him quickly and then float into the huge tube with him. One of them immediately takes his cock into her ethereal mouth. It is amazing it feels as if real lips and throat engulfed he cock. The next girl her hair white as snow, removes a ethereal thong and then positions herself atop he as if to ride his cock paying no mind to the girl sucking he off. She moves through the cocksucker as if she were nothing but air. The feeling was indescribable, as he were simultaneously fucked and given a blowjob. The third girl with hair as black as night, moves to his face, she removes her ghostly garbs and offers up her and offers her large silver breast to him. Smiling she nods in conformation. John reach forward and grab hold of the soft tit. John instinctively move the offering to his lips and begin to suckle.

John had always heard that ghosts were cold, but nothing could be less true. These girls were hot almost too hot. The black haired ghost seemed to love the feel of his tongue over her nipple. It drove her crazy. Then he had an idea he turned her around and began to lick her phantom cunt. She moaned like a porn star; it was more incredible than anything he could imagine. Soon he was concerned that the others might hear so he **** her down into a 69 and thus she too was sucking his cock. The feeling was fantastic two tongues flowing over his raging member and a tight cunt sliding indefinitely, he could tell his vaporous fucker had cum several times already and showed no signs of stopping any time soon.

John reach up his hands and motion for her to lean into him. John whispered in her ear, “Strip.” Obediently she does so and soon they are kissing this spectral lover and manipulating her buxom beauty. It is hard to kiss her and eat the other’s pussy, yet the ladies don’t seem to mind. John’s cock could not take the suck/fuck for much longer. John’s cock explodes with a massive amount of his cum.

When at last he could cum no more and his dick is limp these spectral seductresses left the room. They passed through the wall leaving the marks of his love on the walls they shimmer through. John get up and finish with a shower. John steped out wiped he cock juice from the wall and eradicated the evidence. John dried off and ready for bed. Miss Victoria, with a knowing smile, said she has nothing that will fit he and hopes he don’t mind sleeping in the nude. John don’t and mention so before heading off the bedroom she was offering him. It was right next to Sarah’s room. But she was already asleep, thus he went to bed. John thought about it and knew that no one would ever believe this story. A smile grew on John's face.