Public handjobs aren’t much fun when you don’t want one.

Alan was being publicly molested by his spectral nemesis while a crowd of girls cheered like they were at a stadium, and all the humiliated boy could wish for was for his best friend Amy to come save him— she could always chase away the odious ghosts who tormented him so.

But the chubby girl was nowhere in sight, and Alan couldn’t even call for help as invisible hands jacked him off, and squeezed his ass. Whenever he opened his eyes, the hunk stared out at an ocean of gawking college girls, not the least of whom being the sexy track stars with their tight booty shorts and beaming, lustful faces. Worse still, he couldn’t stifle the loud moans he made while the well-endowed ghost pumped his shaft.

“Ooh”s and “ah”s came from the crowded girls as Alan’s cock grew harder; it was sexy enough just to see his big softy hang there while he squirmed, but to hear that hunk moan as his penis rose to the occasion was another level of erotic. And Alan himself was stuck in a cocktail of arousal, humiliation and terror; unable to keep his composure while all those sexy, athletic, artsy, or nerdy women leered on in awe, and this unseen specter molested him.

Amy was on cloud nine, kneading her massive, pillowy breasts against her crush’s shoulder and leaning in to suck on his exposed neck. With reckless fervor, the chubby girl gave poor, mortified Alan a hickey mid-handjob, and he only moaned louder into his confectionary gag.

She jerked him off faster and faster as sexy, confused girls ogled on; both awestruck by the erotic display, and utterly mystified at the supernatural element. Once Alan’s cock started twitching on its own, the buxom ghost grabbed something special off his bake stand… an unfrosted cupcake.

Amy bent down to give his handsome cock a kiss, and that pushed him way past orgasm; balls constricting and his knees turning into cookie dough as he exploded. quirted his cum all over the top of the cupcake, and everyone gasped when the invisible figure took a giant bite out of the newly glazed ‘cum-cake’.

As the climax shook his naked body, Alan’s gag fell out and the hunk screamed, “Amy!!” Simultaneously moaning and sobbing, her crush kept going, “Amy! Help!! Amy!!”

The ghostly woman licked the dessert clean of Alan’s seed, and then shoved it into the crying hunk’s mouth to keep him quiet as she claimed him with a few more hickeys. His penis went limp but kept leaking cum, still maintaining its impressive girth after the girl finished molesting him. So humiliated was Alan, he thought he would die from the overwhelming shame. Peering down at the floor so the mortified hunk wouldn’t have to face the laughing mob of girls, Alan found a red lipstick stain right on his cock.

“Amy… please… save me…”