Page 20 of Almost You

Our fingers brushed past our emptied balls.

“My God!” We gasped, but it was mostly me. Ghost was unafraid as a brazen finger circled our rim. Our heart beat wildly. Ghost made our body come alive in ways I’d never known. White-hot desire surged in me as the finger pressed inside. Our thighs spread shamelessly, and I eagerly parted them.

Our dick hardened, craving this, and we made a low noise.

“More.” Ghost gritted our teeth.

Our finger pushed farther inside.

There were no words for how much I wanted this feeling. To get lost in this body that I shared with Ghost.Fuck, yeah.I would take it. ’Cause this was…everything. He was destined to touch me.

Our ass flexed, clamping around the finger. We moaned, so hard. Our dick leaking.

“Relax,” Ghost said. “I’ll make it good.”

As if this wasn’t already amazing? One finger alone and I was wrecked. But I nodded our head, making our ass open for a firmer touch. Our body trembled as the finger worked to crook upward.

Ghost made me aware of what my body had always needed.

“Fuck,” I whispered hoarsely.

Waves of pleasure, like none I’d ever known, moved through me. Then two fingers slipped past my entrance. The scissoring motion had me keening.

Crying, begging, I felt a rush of heat. It was Ghost.

His pleasure alongside mine was as clear as day. Our fingers brushed over what could only be our prostate, and our dick wept with cum at the tip. I pushed our ass against our fingers. Never had I gotten so close to coming after an earlier orgasm. But never had I had somebody with me, touching me as I’d always craved.

How did Ghost know my body better than I did? I wanted to climax in a hot jolt. I wanted to bite him, mark him, somehow. Rub our cum all over us. Rub it on our stomach, nipples, mouth.

Would Ghost want that, too? And if I coated our body with cum, would that make him mine?

Our body throbbed, but I refused to erupt, not yet. Not when our fingers were…exactly…right.

“Fuck, don’t stop. Make me take it,” I panted.

A third finger joined, making me feel so fuckingstretched. Our ass was on fire, but the burn was so good. And our cock lengthened and dripped.

A cry escaped our lips, but it felt like his cry. I was nearly there, edging on another release, almost?—

Then Ghost pulled our fingers out. “I want to fuck you.”

The voice was familiar, gravelly, but the words…Ghost’s suggestion—oh God, it shocked me.

“What?” I stuttered.

“Get the dildo.”

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Ghost

The dildo pressed at Christopher’s entrance.

“Are you okay?” I asked with his mouth.

“I’m sure,” Christopher said, also out loud.

Even though I couldn’t fuck him with my body, since I had no body, the desire was there. As good as those fingers felt, as amazing as it was to control Christopher’s body, make him come, I was greedy. I wanted more.

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