A time with a female ghost

I lay in bed, unable to fall asleep.
My roommates had all gone home, leaving me alone in the dorm. Although the conversations on the BBS were enjoyable, once I turned off the computer, I felt utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally, and all I wanted was to find a girl to share a warm blanket with. I'm already twenty-five, and still a virgin. Sigh, when will my spring come?
"Hello,"
a woman's voice rang out, soft and somewhat tentative. I opened my eyes wide and looked around, amused; I knew my own room well enough, there was no woman there. Sigh, even hallucinations were creeping in. I huddled under the covers, trying to fall asleep.
"Hello,"
came again, this time clearly, it really was a woman's voice. I almost jumped up, nervously asking, "Who's in my room?" My left hand reached for the light switch, and the whole room instantly lit up—strange…strange, there was nothing
there. The voice rang out again, "Don't panic, don't be afraid. I mean no harm." She paused, "The reason I came to your room is…is…"
"What?" I asked, trembling slightly.
"It's because...I like you..." Her voice trailed off, almost inaudible at the end. "I really like you, so I mustered up the courage to speak up; I hope I didn't scare you."
I sat on the bed, leaning against the wall, the blanket pulled up to my chin, rubbing my eyes. Yes, there was no one else in the room, but the voice seemed to come from every corner... "Where are you hiding? What do you mean by saying you like me?"
The voice sighed softly: I don't know why I like you, it's fate! I've been following you for a year now. Hey, don't bother looking, you can't see me, I don't even have a body!"
I shook my head blankly: No, this must just be a dream. It's nighttime, so I'm dreaming. But this dream is so real. I pulled the blanket up to my chin and asked the air, "Do you have a body? What do you mean? Who are you?"
"I'm just a spirit! Humans call us ghosts or phantoms."
"You... what are you...? I don't believe in gods or ghosts, don't lie to me."
"Whether you believe or not doesn't matter," she said playfully, "Ghosts really exist, and they're right in front of you. This ghost likes you and wants to win your friendship!"
"How could it start like this?" I was a little angry, startled. "You said you've been following me for a year, going to class with me, to the library, eating with me."
"Yeah, and to the toilet, to the shower... I love the way you look when you're soaking in the hot water. Now, what I want to do most is sleep with you!"
"What? What did you say?" I exclaimed in surprise!
"I said: I want to sleep with you. Do you want me?"
I swallowed hard. What kind of ghost story was this? Even though I'm in my mid-twenties, sleeping with a female ghost was unthinkable. "I... I've never slept with a girl before."
She said with a sympathetic tone, "I know that. I just love your purity! So... what kind of body do you want me to have?" I
was momentarily stunned. "You mean: you can become anything I want?"
"Yes."
I opened my mouth wide, and after a while, I said, "That sounds incredible."
"Really? Why?
" "I don't know, it just feels incredible. This is too crazy. I must still be dreaming. There are 2.5 billion men on Earth. How could there be just one female ghost in my room in the middle of the night, asking me what kind of body I want to sleep with?"
"Actually, I've met quite a few men... but only you can make my heart flutter."
I really didn't know whether to feel unlucky or proud. "But why do you like me?"
"Do humans need a reason to like someone?" She asked instead of answering.
"I don't think I need to."
"That's fine with us ghosts too." She smiled mischievously again. "Okay, what do you like me to look like?"
I hesitated a bit. Would playing with a ghost shorten my lifespan? But her voice sounded quite sincere. Maybe she really liked me! Okay, I'll give it a try. Anyway, I do good deeds, so Buddha will bless me. "I like... someone about my height." "
That's easy." She said. "Next, skin color."
"Skin color!" I muttered. "White women are pretty nice, but their skin texture is a bit rough... I don't really like black women... Right, I'd like a naturally dark skin, like in India."
"No problem. Hair color?"
"Black. And long and straight! I hope you look a bit like an Indian woman."
"But most tall and slender Indians have Western features!"
Really? Okay, whatever.
"Whatever you want!" she asked again. "So what kind of body type do you like?"
"Hmm, medium-sized breasts, big nipples, how about that?"
She chuckled. "That's really unexpected, you actually like that kind of body type; I'll do it anyway. As for the physique, is it lean, lithe, or strong?"
"Slender, but with some muscle." I said, "But not the kind of muscle that's been built up, just naturally developed muscles from exercise."
"Body hair."
"I can't believe it..." Suddenly I felt like I was ordering a steak at a restaurant how well-done it was, how much sauce to add... Body hair.
She laughed again: "Sorry, I know it's a bit crazy; but I have to do it your way... Do you want me to have leg hair, pubic hair, and armpit hair?"
"Oh!" I thought for a moment, then laughed myself. "I know it's better for humans to be natural, but I want a hairless body..."
"Okay! I can become a hairless woman." After a pause, "I'm going to reveal myself now, are you ready?"
"Wait a minute." Suddenly realizing she was practically naked while sleeping, "Let me put my clothes on first."
What does it matter if I'm not wearing clothes? I can't conjure clothes, so I'm naked anyway; besides, I've been with you for a year, I've seen your body perfectly well. I like you without clothes.
I sighed and said, "Okay."
It was that simple; one moment, I was alone in the room; the next, she appeared, standing in front of my bed. By the bedside lamp, she was truly beautiful—slender, healthy dark skin, small breasts covered with areolas darker than her skin, long black hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall. She extended her hand with queenly grace. I hesitated for a moment, then reached for her hand; I was startled again. I had always thought ghosts were ethereal or cold; but her hand was so warm, her skin so smooth, just like ours!
She smiled at me, then pulled my hand to her soft breasts. "Come! Touch me, touch the body you created yourself."
I could feel my hand trembling. "I can't believe it... am I dreaming?" Was this really not a hallucination? Her breasts were so real, so warm, and carried a strong, uniquely feminine allure. If this was a dream, it was going too far.
She stepped onto the bed, her body resting on my shoulder; I could feel her breasts brushing against my upper arm. Her breath was sweet as she said, "Even if it's a dream, it doesn't matter... Why don't you enjoy it now and leave the question of whether it's a dream for tomorrow?"
"Okay!" Even though I saw it with my own eyes, I was still suspicious: "Hey, you're not some runaway, magician underage girl, are you? Don't fool me!"
She chuckled and suddenly disappeared again. See, I was just fooling you!
She vanished just like that, how amazing! But within seconds, someone gently touched me; I felt a wet touch on my lips, a pair of hands wrapped around my back, two mounds of flesh pressed against my bare chest; there was definitely nothing in front of me, yet the feeling was so real...
I lay back on the bed, and she was still around me; I began to respond to her kisses. She left my lips and began kissing my neck, her fingers freely exploring my body. Finally, she found the belt of my underwear and anxiously pulled it off. I embraced her, whom I couldn't see, and caressed her back.
My erection rose rapidly, then was swallowed by something wet and warm. I still couldn't see her, but I could feel her in my arms, enjoying my virginity. It was tight, powerful, as if something was drawing me in. Every muscle in my body tensed. Suddenly, an unimaginable pleasure, like electricity, coursed through my body, a spasm of ecstasy, and my long-dormant white semen erupted like a volcano, spraying higher and higher with each spurt.
This pleasure seemed to last for centuries, and then her lips returned to mine, her breasts pressed against mine. We kissed again. This must be sex, I thought, my bones feeling completely weak. But within a minute, my lower body began to rise again, as if I hadn't lost a single drop of my masculine energy and could start all over again.
It seemed we did this repeatedly all night, each time with joy, each time perfect, each time incredible, and after each time, I was always full of energy and ready to do it again immediately. If this was a dream, it was the most incredible erotic dream I'd ever had; I'd rather dream like this for the rest of my life.
The next morning, I woke up in a room full of sunlight. I hadn't slept well in a long time, it felt like the whole week had been accumulating in the previous night. I had a really strange dream last night... this strange dream, haha, it's funny to think about it now. I pulled the covers up, wanting to stay in bed a little longer... Strange, what was my hand touching? I suddenly opened my eyes, and her long hair was just centimeters away from my eyes.
"You're awake."
"I'm awake!" I replied. Am I awake? Am I still dreaming? "You... who are you? Oh no no no, what are you? Last night we really... really..."
She pulled my hand to her small, soft breasts. "Really...really what?" She giggled. "Did we really make love last night? Of course we did! And all night long! For someone with no experience, you did a pretty good job. As for who I am, you remember, right? We were so eager to have fun last night before we even gave me a name. If you ask me what I am..." She suddenly said sadly, "A long, long time ago, I was a healthy, normal girl with a name!"
"A long, long time...how long is that?"
"A few hundred years, I don't really remember. Time has no meaning for someone without a body. When I was a girl, I envied the fairies and witches who flew freely in the air, but now that I'm a spirit, I miss having a real body. Thank you for creating this body for me.
" I was silent for a moment. "Are there any other girls like you? I mean, like you...um...ghosts...who turned into human form?"
"Maybe! After people die, they all become souls, and there should be an angel to guide them to heaven... I don't know why my angel didn't come, leaving me all alone, drifting in the mortal world. Every time I see other angels leading souls to heaven, I feel so envious." She said sadly, "I've been wandering for years, practicing in many places, and my magic has gradually increased. Several years ago, I discovered that I could use human hope to transform myself into a real body; a year ago, I met you... It seems I should thank that angel who didn't keep his promise."
"It sounds like you've had a very lonely time."
"It's alright!" she said cheerfully, "Being with you, I have to thank God."
I didn't know how to express the sadness in my heart. She had once been "alone," living alone for hundreds of years. I knew the taste of that loneliness—extremely painful and empty. I reached out and hugged her tightly, hoping to dispel her loneliness.
I don't know why, but after a while, I realized that the part I was hugging was her delicate breasts. Her hands roamed over my forearms. I looked at her; she was real now, indistinguishable from a demon or ghost. In the morning light (don't ask me why ghosts don't disappear in the sunlight; I only encountered one last night), her skin was a warm, deep brown, except for her lips and large breasts. She gracefully tossed her hair, turned around, and one hand restlessly slipped onto my bare chest. As I looked at this sexy beauty and felt her fingers moving on my skin, I quickly became excited again. Without a word, she leaned over me and slowly sat down on my erect penis. At first, she was slow and gentle, so gentle it drove me crazy; then she sensed my need, and her movements gradually quickened, becoming wild, her sharp nails drawing circles on my chest. I couldn't resist any longer, picked her up, turned her around, and buried my manhood deep inside her. Once again, I sowed the white seeds into her container, and we both cried out in ecstasy as we ascended to heaven together.

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