Sex

You know what Simon is going to do... and every ounce of your body screams for it.

Still slightly dazed from your exhibitionist orgasm you remain still as invisible hands slowly slide around your body. Unseen fingers cup your breast. You can feel the pressure of a hand sliding down from your stomach to your pussy.

Simon feels incredible. The faintest touch of his invisible fingertips is enough to send a pleasant buzz through your skin. It's as if he's charged with sexual energy itself - which, of course, he might very well be.

You feel lips on your shoulder. Kisses trail up to your neck.

You can feel him behind you. Muscles. Simon is tall. You can see nothing, not even a swirl in the steam from the hot shower but you can feel the size of his cock as his ghostly erection presses against your backside.

You don't object as he bends you forward, lifting your hands to place them firmly against the wall. You don't object as you can barely think straight. It's as if you've drunk far, far too much.

You don't object as you feel his invisible penis slide into your pussy from behind.

"Gooood..." Simon's voice rumbles, deeper, louder and far more powerful than ever before.

You struggle for thought; overcome by sexual pleasure. You know you're bent forward in the shower. You know water streams down on to your bare back, that the shower curtain is akimbo, and water is sloping onto the floor. You know there's a large, powerful but invisible man, fucking you from behind. His voice growing louder, stronger, clearer all the time.

"Goooooood..." he thunders again, his mighty cock filling you as his invisible strokes begin to pound into you.

You can feel a second orgasm coming.

"Sooon...." the invisible powerhouse of a male roars behind you, his hips bashing into your backside with each and every ramming stroke of his cock.

A tiny voice inside your mind squeaks; "Should you be afraid?"