To edge, and deny you

“Haa Haa haa Haa...” You’re panting now, balls tightening as Delilah now has you right at the edge.

Precum just oozing out the tip of your penis like leaky faucet, your jaw clenches up as you can feel your coming climax. Back arching, body trembling, you begin to lose control of yourself as the stimulation makes your nerves. You pull at the covers of the bed as your hands ball into fists. Heart racing so fast it feels like it’s going to beat out of your chest. All the muscles in your body are tense as you reach the edge, bracing yourself for that final explosion of pleasure you close your eyes. You sending your climax is only a second away. Dancing on a hair trigger as you need only the tiniest brush of the skin from Delilah’s tongue to be set off.

Just a small stroke of your sensitive flesh, and you’ll explode! You wait for it, patiently awaiting the ecstasy that’ll envelope you in just a moment.... Yet as the seconds slowly start to tick by, you get the sinking feeling that the final blow needed to send you over the point no return isn’t coming. Five, Ten, fifteen, seconds go by, and the Delilah doesn’t so much as move an inch. In fact, much to your despair she then completely removes her serpentine like tongue from you dick. Leaving it to just helplessly throb, and ache as you drip, drip, drip with frustrated precum.

“Ooohhhhhhhhhh....” You groan with unsatisfied desire, as this lust filled ache starts to turn painful.

Your cock now so hard, and throbbing it feels like it’s about to burst. In desperation you try to thrust your hips hoping to make contact with something, anything to set you off. Yet even as your body goes deeper into Delilah’s translucent head you still feel nothing. It like wherever your cock is has become just an empty void. Trying another avenue, you attempt to bring your hands to your dick, only to find Delilah’s head while still see through is now solid. Your hands uselessly pressing up against her as your erect cock stands tantalizingly out of reach inside of the bride’s see through jaw. Just a couple inches outreach, release is there... so close yet so far...

“Awww why are you looking so upset aren’t you enjoying your reward?” Delilah says teasingly watching the anguish on your face as you use all the strength in your body to push against the ghost girl’s face in an attempt to try and break whatever **** is keeping you from phasing through her body and reaching your cock.

“P-pleaseeeee!!!” You whine loudly as you look at Delilah with a pathetic pleading expression.

“No.” She responds with in subtle upbeat tone as she casually checks her nails for nonexistent dirt, showing little concern for your desperation.

“Pllllleessssaasssseeeee!!!” You beg louder this time fingers interlocking as praying to her.

“No.” Delilah again nonchalant responds this time brushing a stray strand of hair back into place.

“PPPPPPLLLLLEEEESHEHEHEHEHESSS!” You nearly scream, downright hysterical as you vigorously thrust into Delilah’s face trying to feel just something.

“I said no, now shut up and stop acting like a baby.” Delilah responds this time with a sliver of annoyance in her voice as her eyes finally flick back to your face.

Her threatening gaze carries a dark gleam which makes a shiver run up your spin. Losing your nerve as a dark dangerous aura starts to make the air round her go cold, you fall silent. Not daring to make even a sound for fear of what the phantom bride might do to you. For the next few agonizing minutes you try what ever you can to somehow stimulate your penis. Yet it’s no use, your member trapped inside Delilah’s ghostly head leaves you no way to touch it, and unable to pull out of her maw. This leaving you to be stuck watching helplessly as your cock slowly goes soft.

By the time your dick is fully limp, your eyes are watering. The denial of your climax, and the current case of blue balls you have absolutely a **** ordeal to go through. Then once you’ve seemingly calmed down again, Delilah slowly, gently, coils her tongue around your cock once more. You gasp as again she begins to stimulate your penis. Her using all of the techniques she did from before.

In only a few minutes, you’re once again all hard, and leaky. Toes curling, body shaking, a slight bit of pain as you bite down hard on your lower lip. Your self control wavers as your again at the edge. It impossible to keep your body from involuntary jerking about. You shake like a leaf, breathing at a rapidly quickening pace. It’s coming, almost, your almost there...

Then just like before, as you stand on the precipice of your release, Delilah takes away her touch.

“Nghhhhhhhhh!!!” Again, thrusting into what now seems to be the empty void again you let out a sound that was something in between an a furious primal wail, and a pathetic cry of despair.

Your irritation, and desperation swirling with in your chest while you can’t find that stimulation you want, no you NEED!

“Is this little outburst of your’s supposed to be a tantrum?” Delilah asks as she cocks her head to the side, her voice marinated in cold sarcasm.

The only response you give is another unbecoming, guttural noise. You still desperately trying to some how get at that orgasm the spirit is denying you. Not getting a proper reply from you Delilah then narrows her eyes, and seeking to punish for ignoring her winds back her tongue, and cracks against your balls like a bull whip.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” You cry out in pain the impact a dull sharp pain that jolted your whole nervous system like a live wire.

Behind her mask Delilah’s lips curl into a wide wicked grin. She giggles as she watches you curl up in the fetal position. Or more accurately she watches you try to. As while you instinctively try to use your body to shield your cock from any more strokes, Delilah form prevents you from actually providing any protection. The best you can do ending up with your knees at her cheeks, and pressing your hands against her forehead again as you attempt to reach your cock.

Delilah beams a sadistic smile as you try to cope with the pain. Her find it quite humorous as you try to writhe, and roll around on the bed in pain only to be unable with your dick caught in her maw. You looking like a fish suck on a hook the way you wriggle as your crotch a keeps you anchored to one spot. You not even able to move Delilah an inch with your flailing around.

Desperately you try to just breathe through the stinging. The residual lingering pain that still has your testicles throbbing even a worse ordeal then the initial impact. The aching just going on, and on as you wonder when the hurting is going to finally stop.

“So ungrateful, fine if you don’t like that treat, let me give you another prize.” Smiles Delilah, a wicked grimace under her mask while she playfully wraps a stand of her own hair round her pointer finger.

Allowing your cock to slip from her mouth and now longer held in place you’re now fully able to twist, and writhe around on the bed. Letting you have the freedom to recoil in pain not the reason Delilah has released you, she then grabs you by the hips. Rolling you over so that your now face down on the bed she again pins you as she then takes hold of your waist to make sure you keep in place.

“Hold still now-hey I said hold still.” Delilah orders you as you keep squirming around the stinging in your balls still not yet left you.

Hearing a faint tinge of annoyance in her words you grit your teeth as you make an attempt to obey Delilah’s demands, not wanting to make her angry for fear of her punishing your disobedience. Flexing your muscles you hold yourself still as you can manage. A rogue twitch or two from the dull pain still occurring despite your best efforts.

Though it isn’t even like Delilah needs you to keep yourself in line to get what she wants. As having her hands at your waist waist is like being in the grip of a stone statue. With the few involuntary movements, you do make not moving or budging her hold in slightest.

It seeming the ghost girl only desires your compliance due to the pleasure it brings her from commanding you like a puppet. Her getting off on making you do every little thing she says even if you don’t want to do it. After all, with the powers she has, and the iron like grip she currently has on your hips it’s plain to see she doesn’t need your cooperate to get what she wants from you.

With the discomfort in your testicles now finally beginning to fade, you have enough cognitive ability detect something at your back side. Lifting up as much as you can with your waist fixed in place by Delilah’s hands, you crane your neck back and nearly go pale. Behind you see a long monstrous disembodied tongue extending from Delilah’s lower mask. Some white glowing saliva, or slime, or ectoplasm, or some other gross liquid drips from the appendage. Your ass becomes wet, and slick with the substance as its starts to drip onto your butt. Skin crawling as the unknown liquid slides down between your crack, and pools at the entrance to your asshole. The goo is cold, sticky, it making you shiver with disgust as more, more of it touches your body. Especially with it collecting at such a sensitive area like your back door.

Meeting Delilah’s eyes for just a second there’s a devilish flash in her gaze. Instinctively with just that look you realize what she’s about to do with that tongue. With you now knowing, and Delilah now knowing you know she dances her tongue around teasingly. Her taunting you as she sways it around like a charmed snake, that horrified face your making truly just to funny to the phantom bride.

Then Delilah’s face descends downwards. Her planting her mask right between your ass. Not taking it slow at all she penetrates you with one swift movement. Her tongue instantly enters your rear end. All at once you feel a harsh pressure, and harsh chill. The sensation of your asshole being quickly stretched and **** apart making your whole-body twitch. Sucking in air you gasp going breathless for a second or two, there being just a hint of pain as your virgin hole is forcibly resized.

As your stomach twists into knots, your chest begins to get all tight with anxiety, and panic. The feeling of something going in your ass a new experience alone. Yet to have such a strange first-time intruder like this one is another matter entirely. You’re completely overwhelmed, it feeling like there's some sort of living creature now inside of you. It all wet, slimy, and cold, it vigorously rubbing, and squirming around the inside of your butt like it’s got a mind of its own.

With Delilah’s ghost tongue having much more mobility, flexible and versatilely then a normal one. She has many more avenues to effect another’s body then she ever would withs standard licker. The ghost girl even able to individual control every inch of tongue separately as well as expand and stretch out the amount of mass her tongue has similar to how she did with her mouth.

With her using this ability to inflate her tongue up till it’s the thickness of a soda can. Delilah observing you closely as the rapidly increasing size of her tongue makes you squirm, and gasp some more. Her monitoring every little movement, every little sound you make with glee.

It amusing to her how hard you’re trying to keep it together. You doing everything you can to cope with the increasing discomfort you feel as your ass is being stretched to its limit. With Deliah now at a size that would intimidate even the most experienced anal lovers, she then begins to explore deeper into you. Her happily intruding further, and further down into your anus with a big toothy grin under her mask.

The ectoplasm or whatever the substance dripping from her tongue is, acting as the perfect lubricant while as she then begins to effortlessly slide more, and more into you.

The lube allowing her keeping going without any causing risk of physical damage despite how large her tongue has gotten. She goes to five inches, then six inches, then eight inches, then nine inches, then ten, her still going till she’s fifteen inches deep in your body.

“Ngggehhhhh..” You moan, never feeling this full before in your life, you damn right feeling bloated with how much of your ass Delilah has snaked her tongue trough.

A single bead of sweat rolling down the side of your head as your body feels all stiff like this. So throughly hilted are you that it becomes uncomfortable even just to try to shift your weight around in the bed. Turning a bit to the left of right rewarding you only with a harsh burning pain that makes it to painful to keep moving.

“T-take if our please I-I beg you!” You beseech Delilah hoping that somewhere in that cold undead heart of her’s there’s still a faint shred of mercy.

Really, right now you’re a total wreck. Breaking out into a cold sweat as you try to bear having your ass **** apart, and violated. Having stay still as statue to avoid any more of that shooting pain from your rear. Surely, Delilah has to take some bit of pity on you! She can’t possibly be that cruel! Surely she will let you go, or do something to allow you to ease your suffering.

“Such a complainer...” Unfortunately, Delilah shows nothing but completely callousness towards you.

The phantom bride just roll her empty lidless eyes, acting like you're just being a big baby. Your pleas to her for a respite falling on deaf ears. She snorts a sense of contentment coming over her as she watches you beg. Ugh you’re so stupid, with all of this farcical insistence by you for Delilah not to do this or that. Don’t you know there isn’t a choice here on your part, and even if their was you’d be smart to take the path she offered every time.

After all you’ll learn to love all of this difficulty... eventually... Delilah’s eyes dilate as she thinks of what you’ll be like when she’s down with you. Her heart beat starting to speed up with excitement as she thinks about turning you. How glorious it will be... Then getting back to it she takes her left hand, and phasing it through the bed, and part of your body reaches to touch your penis. Forgetting briefly for second that Delilah was a ghost you make a small yip like a dog who just got its tail stepped as you feel her hand now at your cock. This surprise morphing into a bubbly feeling arousal one Delilah starts to move her hand up, and down your shaft.

This hand job that she gives you stands as a one of the most unique processes of jacking off that you’ve every experienced. As while you feel the firm pressure of your member is pressed between your body, and the bed. Due to her not bound by the laws of the physical world Delilah is still able to provide that soft light touch of her hand as she pumps up, and down your shaft without any hindrance at all. This giving you both hard, stolid stimulation, and gentle soft stimulation at the same time. It hard to put into exact words, but it was like getting two different styles of masturbation at the time time, on the same spots.

While all of this is going on though Delilah’s tongue again starts to stir in your ass. It sliding back out about five inches before it then thrusts forward again. This making you see white for a second as while Delilah fills you again, she uses the lower part of her tongue to press against your prostate.

“AAAAHHHH f-fuck w-what are you doing!?!?” You ask confused by this sudden strong yet pleasurable sensation you are feeling in your butt.

A virgin with zero experienced down in anal this stimulation coming from your rump feels almost entirely alien. You thinking that this sensation can’t be normal and has to be the result of some sort of paranormal power from Delilah.

“Heheheh, my, my you really are a clueless virgin, do you even know what prostate is?” Delilah asks with a smirk while pushing on your special place again and making a soft airy like jolt of pleasure that shoot through your body once more.

“A-a prostate...?” You blush, you of course know what that is you learning about that part of the body from sex ed, and erotic stories you read online.

Yet with you not really into the whole idea of getting fucked. With you always hoping if you meet a girl you would do the fucking, you kind of forgot such thing was actually part of your body.

“Yup it’s a special little boy button in your butt that I can just press on and....” Delilah explains her feeling to give you a physical demonstration as she then pushes on your prostate again.

“Aaaahhhh!” Hit with another shock of this new mysterious pleasure another loud girly moan is **** out your mouth.

“...just make you moan, and cry like a needy little-well.... you know what!” Delilah laughs her not saying the word slut as if it somehow spared you some dignity in this situation.

“S-stop that!” You snap at Delilah with a defiant yet shaky tone.

It probably isn’t wise to get snippy with the spirit considering how that’s turned out for you before. Yet your ego forces you to fight back. You feeling like you need to save some sort of face here, as a voice in your mind yells that your being totally pathetic. That submitting to this spirit taking complete control of your body without some sort of fight like this completely embarrassing.

“Don’t tell me what to do.” Delilah shoots back her narrowing her eyes at you clearly not appreciating the backtalk.

In order to pacify that bit of rebelliousness she targets your balls again, her using the hand she has round your dick to slide down and squeeze your testicles. This seeming to become her go to move in order to subdue any sort of rowdiness in you.

“Argghhhh OKAY OKAY!” You say instantly folding, going limp in her grip to show your surrender.

“Tch so fickle.” Delilah says releasing the grip on your balls her almost seeming disappointed you didn’t hold out longer so that she that she could keeping punishing you.

With you left with a bruised ego, and nearly bruised balls Delilah gets back to her original target. Her again beginning to move her tongue she starts to retract, and expand it at a slow rhythmic pace. Pulling it almost all the way out of you before gradually diving back into your ass. Her now truly giving you a genuine tongue fucking.

At the same time she goes back to jerking off your cock, you getting double stimulation at both ends of you now. The experience of the hand job is familiar enough although Delilah’s phantom hands are a little chilly on your penis. Every second of Delilah’s tongue being in your ass however feels like your entering a new world.

All sorts of sensations, and feelings are now happening, your mind racing with new emotions, and different chemicals flooding your brain. Humiliation, submission, pleasure, arousal, infatuation. The ghost tongue inside you makes all sorts of different feelings clash, and mix together.

You find yourself grabbing onto your pillow as you dragged through this new experience, you bitting down into it as you’re taken on this wild ride. With Delilah amping up the intensity by using her tongue in ways completely impossible for a normal person.

While thrusting in, and out of you she like with the blow job before makes her tongue pulse at different interval. It expanding, and contracting at different points of the length to give the feel different textures while sliding through you.

One form she has her licker turn into something like large, oversized marble balls on strings. Her tongue having dips between large spheres making it similar to in structure to a long length of anal beads. The experience of these wet fleshy beads rubbing up, and down your inner walls having you all tingly. You biting down harder on the pillow as the indents, and bulges scratch your insides with a discomfiting, and also somehow a pleasant buzz.

In another more traditionally cock like shape Delilah makes her tongue solidly and swell into the shape of a large dildo. It’s size stretching to that soda can circumference again and stretching your ass out to its limits again. You now needing to stay completely loose and not clench slightly lest you be meet with jolts of pain. On top of that ridiculous size Delilah makes little, tiny nubs spout from all sides of this flesh dildo. This resulting in this phallic rod being cover in small barbs. You able to feel every single one of those small yet torturous protrusions drag across your sensitive flesh as she moves in, and out of you. Each little nub a zap of sensation, with all of them collectively feeling like a god damn live wire of pleasure, and irritation.

“Rrrgahhhhh!” You gasp, your inner walls are tingling, and buzzing,

Delilah’s one hand which has an iron like grip on your hip being the only thing keeping you still enough for her to keep probing your hole and jerking your cock. The two sources of pleasure working in tandem swiftly taking you right to another edge. A new fresh erection all rock hard and dripping again as your orgasms is so close you can practically taste it.

Yet alas like before that bliss is snatched away from you at the last moment. You burying your face into the pillow as the ghost bride again leaves you throbing, and denied.

“Ugh calm-HEY calm down, it’s not that bad, acting like such a sourpuss tck GET OVER YOURSELF!” Delilah exclaims cupping a hand to her mouth as she raises her voice to scold you.

She treats the then **** flailing go into with distain. Even giving you a roll of the eyes while watching your frantic humping up, and down the bed. You attempting to get just one more drip of sensation to finally be allowed to go over the edge. Yet not about to let you destroy all of her hard work with a climax the ghost bride uses her powers to create a small invisible bubble around your cock, and balls. Keeping that needy penis of yours form any, and all feeling. Leaving you to just get more frustrated, and sweaty as you drive your crotch against the mattress over, and over again. Sorrow filling you heart as you get no feedback, only empty despair. Holding up her chin with a propped elbow Delilah observes as your attempts to cum slowly devolve into a full-on tantrum. You kicking, your feet, and pounding your fists into the bed as so badly you want to climax.

“Awww there, there, such a hopeless face you have now, come on don’t pout like that your gonna make me feel bad.” Delilah coos as she floats up till she’s laying right next to you in the air, her still in that same lazy position of her elbow under chin.

She gently strokes your hair as she speaks her words full of sarcasm. Yet even if she’s just mocking you’re so desperately looking for some form of comfort, some sort of distraction from the frustration you don’t care. You graciously nuzzle into her hand as if her words were genuine. An action that makes Delilah finds great amusement in, and nearly burst out laugh.

“Hahahaha awww now aren’t you just precious.” The phantom bride hums as she continues to ruffle your hair with a wide grin.

She lets things go on like this for a little while her immersive her self in this role of the benevolent consoler, touching you, holding you, hugging you. The ghost girl even pressing her lower mask to your face as if giving you a loving kiss, despite her lack of lips. All the while as this goes on you eventually tire yourself out as you still chase that orgasm.

Bucking into the bed so hard that the bed frame creeks, and cries out as the wood strains. Yet still with all your effort that invisible **** keeping your cock chaste holds firm. Your member soon wilting, and going completely limp after a good few minutes of you giving it your all. Body now glistening with sweat, and the covers of your bed all damp you finally lay flat on the bed as you admit defeat. No longer having the strength to continue you just go limp. Panting with your tongue like a dog as you try to suck in as much air as you can to try to regain some semblance of strength.

“Haa.... haa.... haa.... please for the love of god just let me haaa....” You implore Delilah through gasps of air to just let you have an ejaculation.

You’re positive you know she’s goin to say no again. Yet as you are powerless under her heel at this point making an appeal is all you can think of doing. Delilah however doesn’t find your case compelling. Your constant mewling for release are entertaining, but they aren’t compelling to the ghost girl. With her flipping over in the air, she drifts on back down to your ass, and rubs your left butt check with a hand. A cruel impish air about her as her tongue slowly materializes from her mask again. You able to feel the saliva dripping on your ass like it did before.