The Old Mill Ghost

Mel Brookes, Gene Wilder and Peter Boyle would have been proud.

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We'd arrived way early of course waiting for the sun to go down and for the people to show up, many of whom already had and had decided to pitch tents or camp out in back of their 4X4's for the night. It looked like it was going to be a rousing success and one hell of a party later on too by the looks of it.

"Everyone ready and in position?" Billy Joe ran around asking everyone. He was the "Humpback of a naughty dame" according to the sign he'd burned into an old piece of wood and had hung down in his make-shift dungeon that had all kinds of wicked looking devices and contraptions he and a few of the other guys had managed to rig. Along with a few carefully placed mannequins they had managed to borrow from somewhere, a couple of the other girls were positioned in a one or two of their torture devices, appearing as though they too were false dummies until someone got a little too close.

Our haunted house officially opened immediately after sundown, and the first group of four to come through consisted of two men and two women we all knew from college. It was a nice test run for everyone's gags, and seemed to go perfectly as we began to hear screams from the women, and excited cursings and laughter emanating from the men as they all began to wind their way through the myriad of props gags and spooks that we'd positioned along the way. Tracy and I had come up with the idea of using two-way radios between her area and mine so we could communicate with one another in case anything went wrong, but mostly to alert me when people had left her room and were heading my way.

"Sounds like JJ's steering them in our direction!" She said excitedly into her set. "Should be here anytime David, so get ready!"

A short time after that I could hear the excited approach of our first party of four, and they immediately discovered the small little room where Tracy was lying comfortably nude upon the bed. As they looked inside, she beckoned to them, inviting them into the room. Surprisingly, they all did, just managing to trip the switch that lit up the mirror.

Obviously the guys had their eyes glued on her beautifully naked form when they came into the room, but just as they did, down came the hideous little spider just as she sat up with the most grotesquely distorted face and head you've ever seen. The spider actually brushed against one of the guys, causing him to scream out even more than either of the two girls did as they all turned and fled out of the room. I didn't even need to hear Tracy alerting me they were on their way, I could hear them as they fled, JJ now blocking their escape back the way they had come, sending them on towards and past where I was hiding.

As a further bit of fun, I had stockpiled several cans of Silly String back inside my secret little room, stepping out only when I was safely able to do so, and shooting off some of my goo onto the unsuspecting women as they nervously passed me. I waited for a moment until they'd gotten just slightly ahead, and then stepped out spraying the two girls who walked nervously behind their boyfriends, hitting them both perfectly. They spun turning around seeing me as I stood there, as the sound of bones clinking together came through the speakers, though one of the guys made motion of coming back towards where I was, so I immediately took flight into my alcove passing through the paper door I'd created into my dark little room. I'd positioned the chair just behind it so I knew where it would be, sitting down, listening for any sounds of pursuit, or even searching should they decide to do so, though it was once again JJ's job to not let them linger too long in this area doing that.

So focused and concentrated on listening for them, the sudden touch, which there was no other way in describing it, as I felt something briefly tickle my prick as I sat there for a moment, causing me to jump up and once again switch on my flashlight, scanning the room. If I didn't know any better, I'd have thought one of the girls had come in and been waiting for me, just to scare the hell out of me. The fact was, it did feel like someone had actually taken a hold of my cock briefly, holding it, until I'd stood up. But as I searched with the flashlight, once again, I found no one else there except for myself.

"Sounds like YOU scored!" Tracy said into the radio. Obviously she had heard the additional peels of nervous laughter coming from the two women after my attack.

I picked up my radio intending to respond back to her, bringing it up to my ear, but as I did so, I could hear the sound of someone breathing, but even more interesting, breathing hard, almost panting, like they were in the middle of having sex.

"Tracy? Is that you?" I said finally speaking into the unit.

"Of course it's me, who the hell else do you think this is?" she answered back.

"Are you...um, uh...doing anything at the moment?" I found myself asking her.

"Just laying here relaxing until the next group," she responded. "Why?"

"Sounded like you were doing more than just relaxing," I offered back, snickering a little. "Laying there naked getting you horny a little maybe?" I once again questioned.

"Maybe," Tracy giggled responding back. "Might have to come pay you a visit between groups here once in a while," she said teasingly. "Oops, gotta go. Just heard some more screaming back up the stairs, they must have let the next group come in already!"

Several groups came through, and by the sounds of shouts and giggles and a few ear piercing screams, it sounded like our haunted Old Mill was living up to its name. I could even hear people talking far down the hall, wondering where the hell the sexy naked ghost had disappeared too as they spent a few moments looking for Tina before moving on.

"Hey David!" Came Tracy's voice over the walky-talky a few minutes later.

"Yeah?"

"You see any single guys double back on you?" she asked me.

"No, I don't think so, why?" I asked back. Except for the very first group, there'd been only one other group that had turned and headed back towards me, forcing me to retreat back into my alcove, but it sounded like once peering into the blackness of my little area, they'd thought better of it and continued on.

I heard Tracy giggle nervously. "Because someone must have, a single guy opened the door briefly, I wasn't even expecting anyone because it certainly wasn't time yet, hadn't even put the cloth back over my head when I saw the door open, and this guy step inside briefly."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, but the funny part was, I noticed he had an erection. I mean I guess that's to be expected maybe under the circumstances, but I thought we'd agreed not to let single guys, or even girls for that matter to come through alone."

"Yeah, no...we're not!" I answered back. "So what happened?"

"Well, he was only there for a moment, then suddenly he was gone and the door was closed again. Figured he'd just come back for a quick second look, but the really strange part was, he didn't trigger the spider into dropping down either, at least I don't remember seeing it."

I quickly walked down the hall and then around the corner leading into the hallway where Tracy's room was. The hall was empty, and though there was only a pair of single candles burning in sconces on either side of her door, it was sufficient for me to see that the hall was completely clear.

"Well, no one's there now," I informed her. "Maybe they went back upstairs and got pass JJ somehow," I told her. "I do hear another group making their way down."

"Ok, just thought I'd mention it in case there is something wrong with that God awful spider, though to be honest with you, I sort of hope it is broken, every time I see it, I jump!"

I laughed at that, knowing Tracy probably would. "Ok, better get back into position myself," I told her. "Sounds like they're coming down now!"

I turned heading back in the direction of my own spot and saw Tina up where my little niche was, though she quickly disappeared.

"Hey! What are you doing up at this end?" I called out. "We've got another group headed our way!" I soon after reached my cove, but Tina wasn't there, and then I heard her voice coming down from the far end.

"You just call me?" she called out. I had to admit, the special effects were pretty good. There was a lot of dry ice that was forming a thick cloudy vapor along the floor that swirled in the dim light, and with Tina standing there in the nearly transparent white night gown she was wearing, it did in fact make her look like she was floating on it as she moved.

"Where you just here?" I asked her.

"No, why?"

Once again another chill raced up and down my spine, but just then Tina and I both heard a pair of women's screams come from inside Tracy's room. I saw Tina quickly duck back down her own hallway closer to her escape hatch as I took up position in my own little corner waiting for the next frightened group to pass by.

"Shit! I forgot to grab my silly-cream!" I thought to myself, and dashed inside my secret chamber to retrieve another can.

I had placed my flashlight under the chair so I knew where to find it, groping about on the floor looking for it when I heard the all too familiar screams coming from down the hall back in Tracy's direction.

"Shit!" I actually said aloud once again not finding it, thus giving up momentarily and beginning to now fumble around on the floor searching for my spare cans of Silly string. Blind as a bat, and knowing that the next group would be coming by any moment now, I'd decided to forgo the squirt and just do my appearing, disappearing act instead. But even as those thoughts filled my head, I found myself suddenly being spun onto my back, pressed against the cold clammy floor of my chamber.

"What the fuck?" I actually said aloud, or thought I had, but the only words I actually heard were inside my own head. I could even hear voices just outside in the corridor as they passed by my dark little alcove. I even called out, though the whole idea was to remain silent so no one would know where I was, but once again, even though my mouth opened, and the words filled my head, I heard no sound coming from my throat, nor could I move any more either. It was as though some force, some incredible weight was holding me against the ground, against my will.

Now I was scared. For the first time in my life, I was truly and honestly frightened. There was no reason why I couldn't move, and though I couldn't see a damn thing, I couldn't sense the presence of anyone else in the room with me either, unless and indeed, some smart-assed wise guy had indeed somehow managed to double back and jump me. But that didn't explain my inability to cry out in alarm either!

I quit struggling, as my mind fought to regain some form of sanity, thinking as I did so, that by relaxing, whatever force this now truly was, would lessen its hold on me, and allow me to escape. And escape is just what I was going to do, once I'd managed to get Tracy and Tina out of this place along with me.

And then I felt my cock being played with.

There was no mistaking it either. And neither was there any doubt that whoever, or whatever was doing this to me, was arousing it, even if inside my own head, I was fighting it with every ounce of my entire being.

It was then that I realized, someone was indeed holding me down, and someone else was now sitting on me, I felt the sensation of a warm slippery cunt suddenly enveloping my prick. Oddly enough, it felt damn good, too good!

"Please, don't be alarmed!"

"What?" I thought, though again no sound came from my lips even as I opened them still trying to speak.

"We won't hurt you," the voice said once again. "But we do need your help!"

"Help? Help doing what?" I again thought, though they could obviously hear me even if I couldn't actually hear myself."

"If you help us, if you do this thing for us that I'm about to ask you, then we'll go and leave you alone, but you need to do what I'm about to tell you to do and not ask any questions."

I couldn't believe I was actually hearing this, let alone lying here on the cold floor with some ghost's cunt wrapped around my hard dick, much as I tried willing it not to be.

"Ok, ok!" I said giving in, still frightened out of my wits, though I was suddenly feeling considerably calmer, realizing that no one I'd ever heard of before anyway had been fucked to death by a ghost. "What do you want me to do?"

"Close your eyes, and let us guide you," I heard the woman's voice telling me. So there WHERE two separate spirits involved here I thought. "And please, keep them closed no matter what you think you see, or feel," I heard the soft soothing voice telling me. "Should you open them before we're finished here, you will wrench not only our spirits from this plane of existence, but very likely your own as well!" she now said with an edge of real cautionary fear to it. "Just promise to keep them closed, no matter what happens, and I assure you, everything will be ok."

I closed my eyes, which didn't help much as I was still laying there in the darkness wondering to myself what difference doing that would make, when suddenly...it did!

I mean I know without any doubt my eyes were closed shut...tight! At that moment I wouldn't have opened them for all the tea in China! Not after being given the warning I'd been given. But what was really odd, was that I could actually see, just as though someone had turned on a lamp there in the room, and what I saw was me, lying there on the floor, though I now could move my arms which were no longer being held there or pressed against it. Not only that, but I was looking at this beautiful woman with long dark hair, full exquisite looking breasts and a well rounded shapely ass that was currently sitting on me, or rather still impaling me with her cunt.

"We must hurry," the voice that was now inside my head was saying. "We don't have a lot of time left."

I am still standing there, or at least I think I am anyway, though my body is still lying on the floor, which I now see standing up as this vision finally releases me. The moment she does however, I'm back in myself, now seeing the two of them standing together in front of me, though they're also sort of transparent, unlike a moment ago when she seemed solid, actually having form and shape, not to mention flesh.

"Come with us," they're saying. "Please...do what we ask, you won't be harmed, just please do what we ask you to do."

I follow along, back out into the hallway, we quickly arrive in front of the door where I know Tracy is laying on the bed inside. Inside my head I hear, "Open the door," which I do, and upon walking in, see that Tracy is once again in her ready position, scarf over her face.

"Quickly now, go to her, touch her, just touch her!" The voice commands me, and as I do so, Tracy of course begins to sit up. It's perhaps a fraction of a second only as the words come out of her mouth.

"David? What the..." Hell, her mouth tries to say forming the word, though no further sound comes out of her mouth.

Suddenly, she's no longer Tracy, but once again the same woman that had been sitting on my prick earlier back inside that dark little room. And though I can't see myself at the moment, I have a pretty good idea that I no longer look like me either.

"David?" I hear this almost frantic, panicked sense of bewilderment as Tracy tries to make sense out of what she's seeing or feeling here.

"Tell her to close her eyes," I hear the voice inside my head telling me, and then watch as this ghostly apparition moves over to sit beside us, the shimmering essence of this long haired brunette settling down upon my girlfriend like an enveloping cloud.

My thoughts are quicker than my actual words, and in the span of an instant, I have told her everything that has happened to me, everything I have felt, all that's been said, including the warnings given to me.

"So please baby, don't be afraid, I'm not. Not any more anyway. Just close your eyes, and don't open them again, not until we've been told it's ok to do so at least."

She finally did so, and as she did, I saw this cloud, this mist that had been hovering over her suddenly descend, once again taking shape, but now it wasn't Tracy who was lying there, but this other woman. As this was taking place, I glanced down at myself, surprised to find I still had an erection, but even more oddly now, this too began to change, though not the erection itself, which remained, but suddenly an entirely different looking cock, certainly not mine.

"Oh my love, my love...after all these years of searching for you, I finally found you again!"

"Come to me my darling, make love to me, touch me, be with me again while we have this chance, this moment together!"

It was like watching a bad movie in a way, though the actors in this case weren't acting. Even their speech seemed odd, words spoken out of the past with an entirely different inflection in how they were used. And though I was there, I wasn't there, don't ask me to explain it, because I couldn't. No more than Tracy could either.

"David?"

"It's ok Tracy, we're still here...well, sort of I think. You're still lying on the bed, and now I'm lying on top of you, only I don't look like me, and at the moment, you don't look like you."

"That's an understatement," she said inside my head. "But I can feel what they're doing...oh my God can I feel what they're doing!" she said in surprise.

And so could I for that matter, on the one hand, seeing this entirely different looking woman, though inside my head, I was still hearing and speaking to Tracy, though as I continued to caress and touch her, I also knew that it wasn't Tracy at all. The shape and feel of the woman's breasts so entirely different, and as I slid this strange cock into her, felt her capture and began to surround it with the flesh of her reawakened femininity, this too felt so unlike Tracy, yet so wonderfully different that I was soon awash in the sensation of it.

And all the while the two of us are talking, communicating, we can hear their words of expressed love, longing and devotion for one another being openly expressed, as the two of them make love, allowing the two of us to feel it and experience it, though neither one of us having any control over it as they do.

"Oh man! Would you look at that? How the hell did they do that anyway? Best fucking special effects I've ever seen!"

I could hear the sound of strange voices coming from behind me at the doorway, though I certainly couldn't see them.

"Yeah, two ghosts fucking! Wow, that's hot!" Someone else said, just as the sound of JJ's hard footed clomping coming down the stairs alerted the group in our room it was time to move on.

"I'd still like to know how the hell they did that," one of the woman's voices wondered just before they closed the door.

Obviously I knew it wasn't Tracy I was looking at, nor was it my body that was actually fucking her either. Not at the moment anyway. But I could see this faint glow surrounding the two of them as they lay there moving against one another, sensually at first, but then with an urgency borne of lustful need and desire as they strove ever closer and closer towards orgasm.

I had no doubt, and neither did Tracy, as we somehow shared all this together in whatever corner of the universe we were sitting in, seeing all this, experiencing all this together and apart, all at the same time, but the sensations were real, real enough anyway to alert us both that we, they, us were all hovering on the edge of climatic ecstasy.

"You will know when it is safe, when we are free," Tracy and I both heard at the exact same time, though once again no vocal words were spoken, and then added..."And thank you."