There was a ghost in my room. Not the title of some novel or movie, but a real one living there.
Thank goodness it was a nice? ghost that didn't throw objects or try to hurt me.
Still, I was aware of it.
It was definitely four days ago. While I was blow-drying my hair after coming home from going out, something groped my breasts from behind.
"Eek!!"
I thought maybe a burglar had broken in, so I flung the hairdryer I was holding and whipped around.
No one was there. Had I imagined it?
I'd lost my student ID that day, so I was probably just extra jumpy because of that.
But then I felt it again right away. This time, an unmistakable sensation.
I was so scared I bolted out of the house and begged for help from the neighbor next door.
The guy next door gave me a weird look after hearing my story, but without a word of complaint, he came over to my room and searched high and low.
But he didn't find anything strange and went back home.
I even messaged my friends about something touching my body, but they just said if I hadn't seen anything, I was probably drunk and should sleep it off nicely.
No one believed me.
Fortunately, after the neighbor guy left, there were no more signs of it.
I lay down in bed, hoping morning would come soon.
Wide awake.
I couldn't sleep.
What if I fell asleep and it possessed me?
What if I woke up and the ghost was sleeping next to me?
All sorts of crazy thoughts raced through my mind, and even with my eyes closed, sleep wouldn't come.
'Maybe I should just masturbate and then sleep... It's the best thing for insomnia.'
I tossed my pants onto the floor and pulled my tank top up over my breasts.
From my teardrop-shaped tits to my toes, the soft blanket gently hugged every curve of my body.
The microfiber blanket tickled my skin all over, sending shivers of pleasure through me.
'Haa... This feels so good. I want to stay like this forever...'
I rubbed my swollen nipples against the blanket and placed both hands on my breasts.
"Hng... Haaang... Ut... Hnngut..."
A soft moan escaped as I naturally slid one hand downward.
I gently stroked my belly, then touched my peeking clit.
Next, I reached the tight slit of my final destination, feeling something sticky.
I slipped in my middle finger to check, and it seemed a bit dry, so I brought it to my lips.
"Chup... Chu.... Chup.."
I sucked on it like a cock, savoring the taste as I slid it in and out of my mouth.
About a minute of sucking? Now thoroughly wet, I pressed the finger back to my entrance.
It slipped right in without resistance into my now even wetter pussy.
"Haaaang... Hng.... Ut... Haat... Right there, feels good."
Just then, I felt my breasts being kneaded and my underarm licked, freezing my body—but the pleasure building toward climax wouldn't let me stop my hand.
My body, which had never felt anyone else's touch, went off immediately from the new stimulation.
"Haaang... ♡ Hnnguuut.... Hnnu..."
A jolt of ecstasy washed over me, my body going limp and languid.
My eyes naturally closed, and I drifted off to sleep just like that.
'That touch just now... It felt so good...'
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For nearly four days straight, I'd been leaving an onahole on the desk and observing it, touching her every time it throbbed.
Yoon Hye-yoon mostly masturbated in the evenings or at night, and she'd stop after one or two orgasms, which was a shame.
But she wasn't resisting anymore, so that had to be enough for now.
The key was to slowly ramp up the pleasure until she couldn't escape it.
'Over four days, she's probably cum around nine or ten times... Still only about 30 points, though.'
Honestly, it would be easier to just shove it in and creampie her like I did with Shin Ayoung, but I couldn't because Yoon Hye-yoon was a virgin.
I'd found out while fingering her pussy to loosen it up—something like a thin membrane got in the way.
I couldn't just deflower such a pretty girl like that.
What if I rammed my 20cm cock right in?
She'd cry her eyes out and develop a sex phobia on the spot.
'Come to think of it, I haven't paid any attention to Shin Ayoung lately. Wonder what she's up to?'
I activated voyeur mode thinking of Shin Ayoung.
There she was, typing away on her report.
I hadn't cum once in four days and wanted to pounce on her right then, but I decided to wait until she finished her assignment.
It looked like it would take a while, so I was about to do my own thing when suddenly she dashed out the door and came back with something.
'A delivery?'
Her face was full of eager anticipation.
Inside the box was another flashy one, and on the outside...
'Waterproof Electric Dildo with Suction Cup?'
The cover featured a massive dildo reminiscent of a black man's cock.
Shin Ayoung quickly tore off the packaging and brought the dildo close to her face.
It was almost as long as her face.
Her face was small, but even at a glance, it was about the same size as mine.
'Look at this? I didn't fuck her for a few days, and she's buying something like this.'
I wanted to punish her, but it looked fun, so I let it slide for now.
With a dazed expression, she measured it, gripping the shaft tightly with both hands clasped together.
She gulped, then rushed to the bathroom to wash the dildo thoroughly.
Shin Ayoung carefully applied lube to her pussy and the dildo.
Once ready, she suctioned the dildo to the floor.
She slowly lowered her hips, rubbing the tip against her entrance.
"Hng... Yeah, this is the feeling. That size catching at the entrance... ♡"
Seemingly loving the sensation of the huge glans pushing in, she shallowly thrust it in and out repeatedly.
But not for long. Unable to hold back, she dropped her hips and took it halfway in.
"Huuuuh...! A bit smaller than Ghost Oppa's... but this is still... ♡"
She came lightly, her legs trembling ambiguously. A bit of her juices trickled down the dildo.
As the shaking subsided and she recovered, she lowered her hips all the way to the base.
"Uhng...! Hng... Eugh.."
Shin Ayoung stood straight-legged, convulsing.
Growing accustomed to the size, she began slow squats.
As her ass rose, the glans caught in her tight hole and wouldn't come out; as it fell, there was a plop like air escaping.
She switched positions to find her spots, and once she did, she slammed her hips down rhythmically.
"Hut... Hut... Hng... Hat♡... Right there, so gooood... ♡
As her moans grew louder, so did her speed.
She was lost, focused only on the pleasure.
Squish!
Pshhh... Pssshhh..
She squirted and yanked the dildo out at the same time.
Most hit the floor, but some misaimed shots stained the bedsheet dark.
"Haa... Haa... More... Still not enough...."
Shin Ayoung repositioned the dildo between her legs.
On all fours like an animal, she impaled her still-open hole onto it.
"Ahnggg... ♡ Going all the way in and tapping my uterus feels too gooood.."
She rotated her white ass, pressed flat against the floor, to stimulate her womb.
Her unfocused eyes stared into space, drool spilling from her wide-open mouth—she was already deep in ecstasy.
She lowered her upper body to the floor, ass high, and pulled the dildo out almost all the way.
Then she slammed her ass down hard, striking the floor.
Paang! Paang! Smack! Smack!
Each impact sent waves rippling through her plump ass, lewd sounds echoing.
The more it jiggled, the more pussy juice flowed, soaking the floor.
"Haang.. Hng! Ang, Uhng..! Hng, Nngh.."
From behind, her cute twitching anus and pussy stretched impossibly around the massive dildo were impressive.
She was close; her movements sped up, and soon she let out beastly cries fitting her pose, hips shaking.
"Kuuuuh...! Hrngguuu... Kgh... Uhnguut... ♡"
She gritted her teeth, enduring the pleasure surging through her body.
But her lower half failed—yellow fluid leaked out in spurts.
Her fully relaxed eyes, drooling mouth, massive tits squished and spilling sideways against the floor.
Trembling waist and sky-high ass completed the perfect picture.
Even now, her pussy mindlessly rubbed against the shaft—reason gone, instinct ruling.
'I was gonna drain her today, but she's too far gone. Still, good show—next time then.'
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She didn't come the day before yesterday. Nor yesterday.
Still hasn't today.
My libido was about to explode—why won't he come?
After teaching my body that pleasure, he needs to take responsibility and satisfy me.
I tried shoving cosmetics into my pussy, but they couldn't reach and stimulate every nook and cranny deep inside.
I scoured the house for something shaped like a cock.
Nothing satisfying, so I went to the supermarket, bought a cucumber, and tried that.
The rough surface meant wearing a condom every time, which got annoying.
Tried a banana, but it broke too easily, so I gave up.
Unable to endure my urges any longer, I signed up for an adult site and searched for dildos.
'That cock went this deep, so maybe... around 20cm...?'
Recalling the sensation inside me, I measured with a ruler—about that length.
I narrowed the search to L-size dildos matching that.
The next day.
Staring at the tracking while waiting for delivery, a text arrived.
The moment I confirmed it was delivered, I rushed out and grabbed the package.
Unboxing revealed a massive cock.
Probably just like Ghost Oppa's, right?
Even gripping it with both hands, the tip poked out; the girth was insane—my thumb and middle finger barely met.
Drool gathered involuntarily as I pulled out the complimentary lube.
I slathered it on my pussy and the dildo, then slowly lowered my hips.
All the way in, my head spun.
The heavy fullness filling me made my head tilt back and mouth gape wide.
I nearly collapsed from weak legs after a mini-orgasm, barely holding on with all my limbs.
'Yes... This is it... The feeling of my pussy stuffed full...'
It fell short of Ghost Oppa's in every way—warmth, size, throbbing.
Still, I was satisfied.
I moved bit by bit, found sensitive spots, set my position, and started grinding wildly on the dildo.
My body wouldn't obey after so long without cock.
'What do I do... Hips moving on their own... Gonna... Gonna cum gonna cum... Cumming♡'
I squirted and came, but my throbbing pussy needed more, so I mounted it again right away.
Flesh slapping and water splashing fueled me to rub faster.
Honestly, I barely remember from there.
Except for the insane noises I made while masturbating.
When I came to and looked around, I could only sigh.
Puddles everywhere, the house and everything soaked from splashes.
My tits had red marks from pressing into the floor; my ass stung from the hard impacts.
"Haa... Like this again... I need to control myself..."
No one will ever know.
That I have this kind of hobby.