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He keeps slapping her pussy and each sting adds to her
orgasm. She’s practically shrieking now.
    Sam
straightens her up, slips out of her, turns her around to face him and takes a
step back to observe his handiwork. She is a masterpiece.
    She keeps
her eyes on her own face, as she had been told to do, but her whole body is
glowing in the aftermath of sex. Her skin is pink all over her body, except her
butt cheeks which are darker for the rough treatment they’d received. Her
glorious red hair is a mess, her lips are swollen, and her legs are trembling.
He can see her sex through the triangle of red curls. It’s shinning with the
mix of her juices and his cum.
    “Oh, my hungry
cat, you made me proud. Now, I’m sure you can use some rest. I don’t want you
passing out from exhaustion. Go wash and lay down for a while.”
    Sam leaves
the room and Clara does exactly as she was told.
     
    *
* * *

Her Favorite Ghost
     
    At Club Desire
     
    After
cleaning up in the in-suite bathroom, Clara climbs on the bed, slides under the
cool silk sheets and stretches out. Her body is still tingling all over, her
sex still feels sore and overused and her blood is ringing in her ears. She
tries to relax. She needs to take a quick nap, after all, the night has just
begun.
    I’m sitting beside
her and I know she wants to talk about what had happened. So I prompt her.
    “Sam got
really angry at you but he was right, you know. You should do as your Dom says.
It doesn’t matter if I am fucking you too or not, he’s the boss. Besides, he
can’t see me so he thinks it’s all your doing.”
    “I didn't
disobey him on purpose, Marcel. I wasn't defying him or anything, but I know he
is a very resourceful, imaginative Dom. He won't let me get away with that. I
hope.”
    She smiles
at me and my knees turn to jelly. I can never resist this gorgeous woman.
    “Ouch! That
hurt! I’m a jealous guy, you know.”
    “Oh, come
on, sweet Marcel. You are gorgeous, hot and sexy. And you know I love you, but
you’re a ghost. And Sam’s a flesh and blood man. Both of you turn me on but in
different ways.”
    Clara’s a
client at this exclusive sex club called Desire in New Orleans and I’m the
house ghost. She’s one of the few people who can see and interact with me. Most
people can only sense my presence or feel me when I want them to. She can feel
me, touch me, fuck me. You name it! And she loves that, the little slut.
    “Sam is good
looking, I’ll give you that. If I were into guys, I’d definitely try something
with him when he’s sleeping. You know I can enter people’s dreams, right?”
    “Oh, boy!
Don’t I?”
    She laughs
remembering the many good times we’ve spent in her dreams. I know that because
I can also read minds. But it’s good to talk to somebody when I have the
chance.
    “Don’t be
jealous but Sam is gorgeous, and sexy as hell. I love his smoking hot body, his
rugged looks, his raspy voice. His commanding, no-nonsense tone when he talks
to me. The power he has over my body is unbelievable. Men are usually
frightened by me, being a famous movie star and all, but this guy can make me
purr just by raising an eyebrow. “
    “Really? Is
that so?”
    I pin her
down on the mattress, grab both her hands in one of mine and hold them above
her head. The naughty tramp just laughs harder.
    “What took
you so long, Marcel? I thought I’d have to describe him in more details. Maybe
praise his huge, beautiful cock. Or the way he fills my aching cunt and twists
his shaft inside me until I see stars.”
    I lean down
to kiss her and she pretends to fight me, moving her head from side to side,
laughing. I grab her face with my free hand and silence her with a deep kiss. I
love her full lips and her hot mouth. I bite her lower lip before shoving my
tongue inside her mouth. Her laugh turns to moans and she trusts her hips
upwards, trying to lure me into fucking her fast and hard. But we still have
some time before Sam returns and I’m