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 Title: Spectral Lovers
Universe: 1,001 Erotic Nights
Author: Starlight Requiem
Keywords: (MF, oral, cons, magic) (Fsolo)
Date: May 5th, 2012
Summary: A young thief finds more than she bargained for in an old ruin.

   Shiel crept quietly through the ruins, guided only by the light of her
thieves' lantern.  The narrow beam of light only illuminated a small
portion of the floor in front of her, but it was enough for the young thief
to make her way without stumbling.

   She had learned about the ruins only recently.  It had cost her several
gold pieces, but if the information was sound, she was sure to find a good
haul in the old castle.  Rumors of it being haunted caused her to snicker
to herself once more.

   Few thieves bothered with places rumored to contain ghosts or spectres,
but she had never put much faith in such rumors.  There was no such thing
as a ghost, after all.  It was just a story parents used to frighten their
naughty children.

   An owl screeched overhead, and the young girl froze in place for several
long moments, listening intently to her surroundings.  Not a sound came
from the ruins, and so she continued in her slow trek towards the tower
where the lord and lady were supposed to have dwelled.

   Overhead the sky was dark and filled with flitting shapes, but she paid
no attention to them.  She had never been afraid of bats.  Besides, they'd
be out in the sky hunting while she prowled through their lair.

   It was small work squeezing into the entry of the tower, and then she
was climbing the stairs, moving eagerly.  The rumor she had spoke of a
hidden chest of jewels in the bedroom, though it wasn't specific on where
exactly they might be.

   Normally she would have ignored such a flimsy rumor, but the promise of
such wealth, coupled with the rumor going around about the haunting of the
place, had lured her in.

   As she approached the door leading to the master's chamber, she nearly
fell backwards in shock as a light suddenly came from the door. 
Swallowing, she crept forward, cursing the fact that someone else had
beaten her to the score.

   The door was slightly open, and Shiel pressed herself close to it,
tilting her head to gaze through.  Her eyes widened and she had to stifle a
gasp.  A ghostly woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking every
bit the part of a wealthy noblewoman.

   As Shiel watched, frozen in place, the woman began to remove her silken
gown, revealing plump breasts and a pert bottom over her stockings.  Shiel
swallowed as a blush crept up her cheeks.  She wanted to pull away, but was
held spellbound by the ghostly drama laid out before her.

   A man was coming into view now, presumably the late lord of the castle,
and he was as naked as the woman.  His erect member bobbed slightly as he
approached her, and she slid off the bed to her knees, her hands slipping
up his thighs to caress him.

   Shiel drew in a ragged breath as the woman opened her mouth and ran her
silken tongue across the head of his cock, tickling across his glans.  His
mouth opened to moan, but no sound came from his lips.

   Soon the woman's head was bobbing on the man, pausing from time to time
to run her tongue up and down his shaft.  Shiel slid to the stone floor and
buried her fingers beneath her soft clothing, unable to resist slipping a
finger into herself as she watched.

   A soft moan came from her lips as she felt how wet she was, and soon her
finger was slipping across her sensitive clit as she kept her eyes glued to
the bedchamber.

   The man helped the lady to her feet, and then lay upon the bed.  The
woman giggled silently and climbed on to straddle his face, affording Shiel
a perfect view of her swollen sex, her fingers spreading herself open to
his eyes.

   Shiel panted and let out a moan as she watched his tongue go up and lick
across those wet lips, so much like her own.  She scooted up and pushed
down her leggings, feeling the cold stone upon her ass as she spread her
legs and began to finger herself earnestly.

   She licked her lips and reached up to clutch at her breast, squeezing it
roughly, like the man was now doing to the woman, while his face pressed
into her groin.  His tongue flickered as it stroked across her lips and
then buried up within her hot tunnel.

   Shiel had to bite her lip hard as the orgasm tore threw her, causing her
body to shake and buck off the floor.  Her breath came in soft pants as she
continued to softly tease her clit with her moist fingers.

   The woman was laying back on the man, her breasts heaving as she panted
out, seemingly with her own orgasm.  His tongue never slowed until finally
she slid away from his eager mouth, giving him a playful slap on the chest.

   It wasn't but a moment before they were at it again, with the woman bent
over the edge of the bed.  The man took his place behind her, and Shiel
leaned closer to the door, watching the woman's eyes glaze as his erect
cock slid into her, splitting her pussy open and making her body shudder.

   As the girl slid her finger's down to toy with herself once more, the
woman lay pressed into the bed, her ass wiggling in the air and rocking
slightly with every forceful thrust of her partner.

   Shiel lifted her breast to her lips and bit on her nipple, squealing
slightly as her fingers buried within her moist slit, her toes flexing and
digging into her soft boots as her body began to tremble again.

   As the couple in the bedchamber continued their ghostly lovemaking, the
young girl climaxed a second time, soaking her fingers with her fluids. 
She stared blankly into the room as the man pulled himself from his wife
and rolled her to her back, straddling her and coating her face and lips
with silvery ropes of his semen.

   As she began to lick him clean, the pair faded, bathing the room once
more in darkness.  Shiel drew in a breath, thrilled and excited at what she
had witnessed.

   She stood and slowly pulled her leggings up, shivering at the feel of
her juices as they coated her thighs.  She started to enter the chamber,
but bit her lip.

   She shook her head and started back down the tower.  As she reached the
bottom she turned to glance up into the darkness, and a smile curled her
lips.  She couldn't wait to see if the show continued tomorrow night...





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