Dawn lounged in her dimly lit bedroom, the skimpy light green dress clinging to her curvy busty frame like a whispered secret. Her thick round ass and curvy thighs shifted as she adjusted her glasses, feeling utterly alone—until invisible fingers brushed her large perky breasts. She gasped, startled, but her voice sharpened with wit. "Well, hello there, mystery hands. Most men at least buy dinner first. Who—or what—are you?"
A faint voice slithered through the air: "Lift up your dress. Touch yourself."
Dawn smirked, strong and unyielding despite the heat rising in her. "Bossy for a ghost, aren't you? Fine, but don't think I'm some submissive plaything." She slowly lifted the hem, revealing her small pink panties, then slid her hand forward, stroking her sex through the fabric. Soft moans escaped as she grew horny, her pussy turning wet and dripping with each deliberate caress.
The presence massaged her breasts, then gripped her thick round ass firmly. "Mmm, you've got quite the grip for something invisible," she panted, witty edge intact. "Spank me if you dare—prove you're not all talk."
It did, sharp slaps landing on her ass, making her scream in shock and pleasure. "Oh! Cheeky phantom!" On her knees before the bed now, her hand slipped inside the panties, massaging her tight wet pussy more vigorously. The dress straps slipped off, baring her big perky tits. "Slap your tits," the entity commanded.
Dawn laughed breathlessly, strong as ever. "You want a show? Watch this." She obeyed with stinging slaps, screaming as her breasts reddened, yet her fingers worked faster, pussy dripping onto the floor. The hem hiked up, panties yanked to her knees amid more spanks that left her sweating and panting.
"You're making me so damn horny," she moaned, voice laced with challenge. "But if that cock of yours is real, bring it on—let's see if it's hard enough to handle me."
The entity grabbed her hair, pressing its invisible hard cock against her naked breasts for a tit-fuck, cock-smacking her tits and face before sliding into her mouth. She sucked eagerly yet defiantly, giving a blowjob that made the entity groan. "Fuck, your mouth's magic," it hissed. Dawn's muffled retort vibrated around the cock: "Better than your spanks, ghost?" As it fucked her pretty face, pulling hair and slapping tits, her pussy grew wetter, dripping down her thighs.
"Cum with my cock in your mouth! Cum for me! Cum you slut!" it demanded. Dawn pulled back just enough to pant, "I'm no slut, but watch me come anyway!" She came hard, body shaking, tits quivering, the explosive release leaving her gasping for more.
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