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John paused, stunned by his own words. He blinked. “Wait, I didn’t mean…”

Violet gave him a sad but reassuring smile. “It’s fine, I get it. You’re just caught up in the moment.”

Frowning, John held her face, forcing her to look into his eyes before leaning in to kiss her. “No, that’s not it,” he said firmly. He took a deep breath. “Violet, I love you, truly. Admittedly, I might have confessed in the moment, but it doesn’t make it less true. From the moment we met, I felt a familiarity with you, maybe because on a subconscious level, I knew you were living with us all these years. I feel safe and comfortable with you around. But more than that, ever since you became an active part of my life, I already can’t imagine returning to a world without you.”

A smile spread across Violet’s face as she teared up a little. She wrapped her arms behind his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. The pure joy, love and lust emanating from her was almost palpable as her tongue probed his mouth.

Warmth filled John’s chest. It almost felt like kissing her for the first time again, only much more passionate. The entire forest seemed silent, and he felt like he was floating as he became love-drunk and entangled with Violet.

Pulling back John gasped, being too distracted to breathe. He smiled looking into Violet’s eyes and raised a hand, cupping her cheek and letting his thumb run across the deep scar which cut through it. “So…” he started, collapsing onto the bed next to her. “I know you’ve made up your mind so I’m not gonna ask you again, but-”

“Damn right, I have!” she replied, kissing him again. “I’m a little nervous but excited, especially because it will be with you.”

John nodded. “I… R-right, uhm, well, like I said, I’m not going to question it again… I want to make it special. I’d like to know how you’ve imagined your first time before.”

Violet shuffled closer, snuggling into him on the huge bed, inhaling deeply. “Well…” she started, letting her finger trace shapes on his chest and down to his stomach. “Over the years I’ve had so many fantasies, I’m not even sure which I’d want to happen over the other…”

Smiling, John leaned in and kissed her forehead. “Then how about you tell me a couple? It doesn’t have to be what you want me to actually do, I just want to know the ways you’ve thought about it happening.”

Violet hummed, idly taking John’s hand and guiding it down. A wet sound came from between her legs as his fingers played with her outer lips, tracing up and down before circling her clit. Violet whimpered but wasn’t idle; her hand firmly gripped John’s cock, slowly pumping him at the same pace he toyed with her.

For a few moments, Violet kept her eyes closed, enjoying what John was doing to her, as she explored his dick with her hand, letting out content sighs and moans before she looked into John’s eyes again. “I never thought it would ever actually happen. I have fantasised about it before though,” she said, pausing to moan. “I’m not sure if I should say though… some are a little much.”

John chuckled and kissed her forehead to reassure her. “They’re only fantasies; I’m not gonna get upset and now I’m curious,” he encouraged.

Violet closed her eyes and sighed as John’s fingers continued to lazily stimulate her. “Okay…”

The day had sapped all the energy from John. He’d had another typical day at school and PE made it worse as always. He trudged into the eerily quiet house and headed into the kitchen only to see a note from Brenda on the kitchen counter.

John sighed. ’Another late day at work, possibly working all through the night.’ Brenda did this often enough that it wasn’t out of the ordinary but on a day like today where he was feeling so drained, he’d have welcomed a hug and some home cooking.

Instead, he sluggishly dragged himself up to his room and crashed on his bed, being overtaken by sleep as soon as his head hit the cool, soft pillow.

He felt himself begin to wake again, initially thinking he’d only just lain down, but the room was pitch black even with his blinds still open. He still felt groggy, trying to figure out what had roused him.

As his senses returned to him, an alien yet familiar sensation caused him to moan. His eyes shot open and he ripped the sheets from his naked body, making a mental note that he was neither naked nor under the covers when he fell asleep.

John slowly blinked, staring into the beautifully mismatched eyes of his unknown, white-haired partner as she continued to suckle the tip of his hardened dick. “I, uhm, who?” John stammered.

The pale girl set his dick free with a loud pop, causing him to throb. She glided up his body, pressing her finger to his lips as she stared into his eyes. “You are going to make me sad if you ask things like that. I know you haven’t seen my face, or heard my name, but you can’t have forgotten the times I’ve sneaked into your room when Mom goes to bed; I know very well that you’ve been pretending to sleep,” she said with an accusatory tone.

Swiftly the ethereal girl leaned in, kissing him and silencing his protests. John moaned into her as she began to rock her hips against his dick. As he enjoyed the feeling, his hands came to rest on her hips, causing her to smile into his mouth.

Placing her hands on his shoulders, she pushed herself up, wiggling her hips slightly and sending another shiver through his body. “Hey sweetie, I want you to look at me,” she instructed.

The spirit's breathing became heavy as she rocked her body against his. His dick was coated as she slid her dripping pussy along its length, eliciting moans from both of them.

“You’re throbbing so much. He’s getting impatient,” she giggled.

Drifting back down his body, John shivered at the pleasantly warm caressing sensation as his dick passed through the ghost's entire body. She gripped his cock, pressing it against her cheek and nuzzled it.

“Don't worry, I’ll take care of you,” she teased, licking from base to tip. “Let's just put this beautiful cock where it belongs.”

She shuffled back up to straddle him, firmly holding his dick as she did, before pressing it into her folds.

“I know this is your first time, so I'll go slow, to begin with,” the spirit reassured.

John felt some discomfort as the ghost lowered herself. There was a lot of pressure on his dick and John was about to express that he thought she might not be lined up properly before something gave and he slid a couple of inches inside.

Wincing in pain, the spirit let out an uncomfortable grunt, while the sudden sensations surrounding John caused him to buck slightly.

John’s hands rested on the girl's thighs as she took a moment to get used to the intrusion. As John looked down to where they were connected, he saw a gentle trickle of red.

“Are you alright? You’re, uh, you’re bleeding,” he informed her, concern plastered on his face as he looked between her legs and up to her face repeatedly.

Her breathing was long and slow, and her eyes closed as she tried to get used to the pain and pleasure. She moved a little before wincing again, opening her eyes to look down at John and smile.

“Shh shh shhh, I’m fine, don’t worry. I just need…” she reassured, letting out a quiet groan as she pushed herself down another inch. “I’m… it’s alright, just… here.”

Needing a distraction, she smirked before leaning over him, grabbing his hands and squishing them into her chest, her breath hitching as his fingers sunk into her soft flesh, eagerly massaging her.

With his attention taken for a moment, it gave the spirit time to get used to his cock inside of her enough that she could begin to move slowly. John gasped as her hips rocked back and forth, her insides teasing and caressing the entire length of his dick.

She sped up and they both gasped in pleasure; she threw herself down at him, pressing her lips against his.

John tried to follow as the ghost pulled away from him, but she placed a hand on his chest as she sat upright, thrusting her tits forward as she rode him, moaning loudly. “Fuck! Yes! Do it, I want you to cum inside me,” she yelled.

John’s fingers sunk into her thighs as she bounced against his hips. She didn’t slow down as the clapping of their bodies colliding grew louder and harder. John felt himself getting closer to cumming, and his hips began to buck, matching the spirit’s rhythm.

“Imagine how I’ll look in a few months from now, getting plump with your baby. Come on, breed me!” she said between grunts and groans.

The room echoed with the frantic pleasure the two shared; the ghost’s half-lidded eyes locked with his, and never left. Her laboured breaths and **** whimpers became more frequent. Her tight pussy gripped his dick, and both of them cried out as they came at the same time. John filled the spirit's pussy with hot seed, pushing her into a second orgasm as her inner walls wrung the cum from his body.

She looked down at John, smiling and rubbing her stomach, savouring the feeling of being filled to the brim. “We’ll have to keep doing this until we know I’m pregnant,” she insisted, smiling.

Collapsing onto John, the spirit nestled her head into the crook of his neck, feeling his dick softening inside her, a shiver running up her back as she felt a hot stream leaking. John smiled, kissing her head and rubbing her back lovingly.

“Breeding?” John asked, his dick slightly twitching from the thought.

Violet blushed but smiled and nodded. “You never know, I might get pregnant still, it wouldn’t be the craziest thing,” she sheepishly defended.

“I do have another question. Why did it feel like the beginning of that fantasy was rooted in reality somehow?” John needled, narrowing his eyes at Violet.

The white-haired spirit’s eyes widened a little. Then she laughed awkwardly. “Uh, well… Uh, I promise it was only a couple of hand jobs, and maybe a blowjob. I never expected you ever to find out, or to ever speak to you. Plus, you’ve written stories exactly like that in the past too. Please don’t be mad, you’re mad, aren’t you? Wait, no, worse, you’re disappointed in me, I knew this was a bad idea. I shouldn't have mentioned anything, I promise I haven’t done anything since you found out about me,” Violet rambled.

John put his finger to her lips, quietening and confusing her. He took a deep breath and sighed. “I’m not mad… I’m not happy about it either, but surprisingly, I think I get it. As long as it doesn’t happen again, or at least without consent,” John reassured her.

“Yes, of course!” she vowed, eagerly. A slight smile returned to her face as she felt relief wash over her.

“Maybe we should move on to another fantasy?” John suggested. Violet happily nodded, and there was a long silence as she tried to think of another.

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