Okay, you greedy bastards. Here’s a little more!

I stared at the… ghost? Phantom? Ghoul? Was this another they/them situation where I needed to do research to not come off like an asshole? Should I care about being an asshole to a ghost?

She stared back, crooked smile still holding strong. “Okay, enough. I think it’s been long enough to get over the initial shock, don’t you think?”

It was not. I was still dumbfounded.

Her smile wore off. Her face didn’t read as angry; it was more along the lines as though she was an annoyed kindergarten teacher who was dealing with a particular slow child.

“Okay. Let’s start with this: my name is Vanessa. You are?”

I opened my mouth to answer, then closed it again. Do ghosts have vampire rules? Like, you know how when you let a vampire in, they can kill you? Was this some kind of ghostly trick? If I tell her my name, can she take over my body or something?

Then I realized that my life sucked ass, and I didn’t care if she took my body.

“I’m… uh… Michael. Michael.” I don’t know why I said it twice. The nerves clearly weren’t gone yet.

“‘Michael Michael’? Like, both names are ‘Michael’?” She turned her head quizzically. “That’s weird. You had incredibly uncreative parents.”

“No. It’s Michael Chase. I… I don’t know why I said it twice.”

“Dummy.” She smirked. “I’m kidding, I get it; I’m sure I’m freaking you out some, to say the least. Like I said: I’m Vanessa. I’m not sure if you heard, but a girl died here not too long ago, yeah? Creepy, cult-y lady? Nothing nice to say about her? As you may be able to tell by this,” she pointed to the splotch of red on her dress over her heart, “it’s me. I can’t, and don’t want to, get into the specifics of how I’m doing this. I also am not at liberty to tell you why I did this. However; I’d like to be pals. If you’re down, that is. If not, I’ll possess you and make you kill yourself too!”

My eyes widened and she laughed. “I’m messing with you, man! I wouldn't do that. I’d probably just, like, haunt you.”

I continued being quiet. What do I even say?

Vanessa seemed like she was about to say something else, but suddenly she became stilted, like when you’re listening intently. A grin overcame her face. “Here, I can make a friendship even more enticing. What do you think about… this?” She reached into wall (yes, into; as in her hands entered the wall) and spread it apart like it was blinds on a window. It was the wall connecting mine and Kenzie/ Kate’s room.

I started to panic but Vanessa quickly explained, “Don’t worry, they can’t see us.”

I glanced at her before nervously looking through the… window? Hole? Portal?

Kenzie was still topless. Kate was in bed, reading a novel.

Kate looked up at Kenzie. “Was he alright?”

Kenzie gave a thumbs up before crawling into the bed on all fours, like a cat circling its prey. “He was fine. Maybe that dead bitch’s ghost was fucking with him, yes?” They giggled.

Vanessa chuckled. “Good guess on her part, huh?”

Kate pouted. “Don’t say that, Vanessa seemed… nice. We shouldn’t talk ill of the dead.”

Kenzie rolled their eyes, grabbing the book from Kate’s hands and shutting it.

“I was reading that!”

“Yes, but I’ve been drinking, and now I’m horny.”

“You’re always horny.”

Kenzie grinned. “Yes. How could I not be with this little vixen next to me?” Their hand reached under the blanket, doing something I couldn’t see.

Kate yelped slightly before covering her mouth, blushing a deep red similar to her hair. “What if Michael is still awake?!” She whispered through her hands. “I don’t want him to think….”

Kenzie did not remove the hand. It was hard to tell, but it seemed to be picking up the pace. “Think what? That you have sex with your girlfriend?” They laughed. I thought nonbinary people used ‘partner’? Didn’t matter.

Kenzie continued on, “Can I tell you something, too? I went inside to check on him…”

Kate seemed confused. “What? Okay? And?” She looked down from Kenzie’s face and the gears clicked in place. “Wait, what?! He… he saw your….!?”

Kenzie nodded. “He liked them, too. Called me a fun name, and it got Little Michael riled up. Well, I couldn’t see very well, but it seemed closer to Big Michael if you ask me.”

Vanessa looked away from the scene and looked down at my ever-present tent. She turned her head, like she was studying it. I felt my face burn up and covered myself. I should have relaxed by now, but the sight had kept me… engaged. “How big are you?”

“I-I… I’m not answering that.” I stammered out. I swear I’m not this shy usually, but what the fuck is happening?!

Vanessa rolled her eyes. “Like I won’t see you naked, huh?”

We both looked back to the other room. We’d missed a few lines of dialogue between the two, but whatever had happened ended with the pair kissing passionately.

“Should… should we be watching this?” I asked.

Vanessa shrugged. “Are you asking in, like, moral sense? Because probably not. But I’m gonna see where this goes.”

I didn’t argue. I felt bad peeking in on my roommates’ personal lives like this but… come on; I’m a virgin.

I watched as Kenzie started to fondle Kate’s smaller breasts through her shirt. I could hear Kate moan into Kenzie’s mouth as they continued to trade spit.

After a moment, Kenzie slid a hand under Kate’s shirt and (presumably) fondled her tits directly. Kate exhaled sharply. I couldn’t see, but intuition from watching girl-on-girl porn told me that they may have been tweaking or pinching her nipples.

I glanced at Vanessa. I’d become tunnel visioned, and had completely missed her become completely nude. I wish I’d seen, because I had to wonder if she actually had to take the dress off, or if she could just make it disappear by will. She had one hand buried between her thighs while the other held the wall open. She seemed to just be absentmindedly rubbing herself to the scene.

She felt my eyes on her and turned to look at me. With a smile, she raised the hand that was between her thighs and beckoned me closer. I could see her fingers glistening with her juices (I wanted to call it her ectoplasm, but that’s far less arousing).

I, of course, obeyed. This truly showed the stupidity of the male gender. Some titties in my face and I was suddenly putty in the hands of a possibly evil ghost woman.

As I got closer, her finger pointed down to my boxers. “Take them off.”

Strangely, this is where I second-guessed. I’d never been naked with a woman before. I’d also never even considering being naked with a ghost, while also peeping on a pair of lesbian lovers in the next room by unexplainable means.

Vanessa saw me freeze up and smiled that eery smile of hers. She then answered the question of ‘can ghosts touch you’, as she swiftly pulled down my boxers. I felt her touch graze my thigh as she did so; it felt cold, like she’d just exited a snow storm.

My erection stood at full mast. It had never come up, but I had a fairly nice penis. I wasn’t starring in any pornos, but I was bigger than the average man (according to many a Google searches made in times of feelings of inadequacy).

Vanessa nodded approvingly. “I won’t lie, I’ve never seen one of these before. This is kinda big, right?”

I stared at her. I had many questions and statements, but couldn’t decide on one. Instead I nodded.

“Cool.” She said nonchalantly before wrapping a hand around my erection. I shivered both out of ‘holy shit a woman is holding my penis’ and ‘holy shit her hand is cold’.

Luckily, my body adjusted to the cold quickly and I was able to enjoy the feeling. Maybe cold was just a kink of mine? People did stuff with ice cubes, right? That sounded weird.

I started reaching a hand towards her in order to return the favor, but she swiped my hand away. “I don’t know if I can keep up the view if I start feeling too good. Let’s just consider this a welcoming gift for you.”

She looked back to the other room. I looked at her tits. They were pale and ever so slightly transparent (weirdly, the closer I got the less see-through she was. I could only identify that she was otherworldly because I’d already noticed beforehand. At this close she just seemed like a pale woman.), with a small pair of nipples. They were small, fitting her tight and tiny body. I don’t remember if I mentioned, but now that she was naked I could see that she was skinny as can be. Her ribs were visible (not in a, like, I can see the bones way; in a skinny way. I specify because she is dead and I don’t want any confusion). She held her skinny thighs close together, so I couldn’t get a good look at her vagina.

After processing her body, I looked back to the other room. Just in time, too! The pair had just stopped their kiss. As Kenzie pulled away, a line of saliva connected the two. Kate was breathing hard, tired from the fiery kissing.

Kenzie had a drunken smile plastered on her face. She threw the blanket over her head and went down. It didn’t require a genius to see that she was going to eat Kate out.

Kate covered her mouth. Vanessa started to slide her hand up and down. Kate looked directly at me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Had Vanessa made us visible?!

No, no… she would have had a bigger reaction, surely. She was worried about me hearing. To her, she was staring at the wall that connected the rooms. If only she knew that I couldn’t just hear her soft moans, but I could see her chest heave up and down with heavy breaths.

The eroticism of it all was getting to me way quickly than I’d of liked. It had only been a small time, but I already felt close. The visuals and the coincidence of Kate looking right at me was too much. Luckily, Kate had been getting worked on for much longer. She was close. I could tell. She had thrown one hand over her mouth once again to keep herself quiet, but her other hand gripped the blanket beside her tight. I could see her legs moving, like she could barely contain herself.

Vanessa jerked me off faster, her eyes locked with Kate’s unknowing ones. Kate started to orgasm, her eyes going wide. The hand on the bed went to the bump Kenzie was under, keeping their head in position. She pressed her entire body upwards, biting her hand to keep quiet. Her cute, suppressed moans were music to my ears.

Vanessa watched with heavy breaths, like she was entranced. Without warning, she turned and kissed me with an unexpected passion.

The dam broke.

I moaned into her mouth, clumsily returning the kiss with my inexperienced lips. I felt myself cum, shooting my load all over the wall in front of me (hopefully not on my pillow). Vanessa pressed her inhumanely cold tongue into my mouth (advanced tactics for my first kiss? Scary stuff) and I retuned the sentiment best I could considering the overload of sensations at once.

The afterglow arrived. Vanessa pulled away. She was… blushing? It was hard to tell, considering her pale complexion. She looked down at the mess on the wall. She removed her hand from my shrinking cock and scooped the cum from the wall. She held her hand to her mouth and sniffed the substance before tasting it. “Interesting.”

In the other room, Kenzie came out from under the covers. Kate was still panting, trying to recover from the ordeal. Kenzie wiped the glistening liquid from their mouth and kissed Kate on the forehead. “Sleep well, babe.” They said before reaching over and turning the lamp off. They then slumped into the bed and fell asleep seemingly instantly.

Kate looked over, still panting. Now that it was dark, it was much harder to see her. She shook her head before wrapping her arms around Kenzie and curling up against them.

Vanessa let go, letting the hole close up.

“So…” she said, “friends?”

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Okay, I promise I won’t leave an author’s note so frequently (or maybe I will, who knows!), but I had to put one here. I wanted to thank you all for reading. This chapter in particular is special because I’ve never actually written a sex scene before! I’ve done some in the online-roleplay scene back when I was big into that, but that’s a way different ballpark! In that, you take turns. I grab this, you fondle that, etc etc… but here? I had to figure it all out. Maybe I chose too experimental of a first sex scene to write out, but I’m hoping I didn’t do too poorly! Any notes are welcome. My main goal was to not go too quickly; my biggest gripe with some stories on this site are short sex scenes. I’m a speed reader, I can’t do anything with a paragraph of smut! That’s simply personal preference, by the way, NOT a critique on any writers out there. Anywho. Thank you all! Well over 2000 views btw?! And I got an achievement for likes?! This site has achievements?!?