Presents from the past (closed for Jon)

[JonathanBair]

Jon fallowed her as she moved threw the house. As she was somewhat best over rummaging around. Jon had moved right behind her. Then she righted her self and moved off as he was about to play with her ass while sooftly rubbing it.

Jon fallowed her to the couch and watched as she stretched out and crossed her feet

As she says "I know! I'll oil it up! Make it shine! It deserves to be seen!" Jon watched her outside leg drop off the couch and her other knee now in the air. Jon lays on the far end of the couch with his face to the center seat as he slides his face next to her foot. Jon is pushing his couch seat down a bit and can feet her toes on the back (top) of his shoulder. Jon smiles seeing her womanhood so close. He starts to lightly blow on her slit, as he just starts to play. To punish her more.

 

[Evayla]

Naomi was making notes. A shopping list was in order to prevent her having to go to and fro too many times. Especially with her body responding in such an odd way these days she could not risk an accident.

Talking about accidents...

She blinked. That soft draft between her legs was unexpected. But...it wasn't so bad. Now that she was relaxed on the couch without fear for accidents, she could let her body relax. This was probably just a reaction to being safe.
Yep.
Had to be.

She let out a sigh, smiled and let the breeze cool her, moving her legs a little more apart.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon did not waist any time. Just about as soon as her legs started to widen, he kept blowing on her slit while moving his face close. Jon's right hand pushed under the pillows and started to work its way under her hips. So her sexy ass would be pressing down into the palm of his wide open hand.

Jon didn't care if he gave him self away physically as he was still invisible. Jon was focused on making her cum, this time she would cum into his mouth if he could have his way.

 

[Evayla]

She sighed contently. Funny how that draft made her feel good. Naomi felt her body starting to tingle again, but this time in a much more relaxed fashion. She didn't really feel the need to work herself up. After that trip to the city she felt a little drowsy anyway.

Instead the woman put the pad away and just allowed her body to relax, leaning back her head, closing her eyes. Falling asleep for a little nap wasn't so bad while feeling like this. It was almost as if she could feel a warm hand under her, adding to the sensation of very, very carefully being aroused.

If she let her imagination roam it was even as if she could feel lips coming closer, warmth replacing the cool draft. A little squeal escaped her. Now this was luxureous, as if someone was actually taking the trouble to please her.

Was she dreaming?
Was it real?
Couldn't be.
Still felt good as she arched her back a little, trying to catch that lovely feeling on the right spots.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon started to playfully squease her flexed ass cheek in his hand as he moved his face to her hips. Letting her guide his mouth to the best spot......Jon kept up the slow but steady teasing. To work her up, but not to push her to orgasm just yet...

Jon wanted to make her want it bad and with hold it for a bit at first.... To reword her later with cummig..... So that is Jon's plan anyways wether her hands comply or not is out of his control.

Jon also smirks thinking of her, maybe garbing the wooden clone of his cock and playing with it..If he drives her crazy enough.

 

[Evayla]

Oh boy, this daydream was good.
It was really good.
That hand underneath her, that mouth on her very sensitive spot...Naomi could feel her body respond, tensing and relaxing again as the ghostly mouth withdrew a little, keeping her at bay much like before. Only this time she felt so much more aware.
In fact, so much that she wondered if she was asleep at all!

A little groan, a lifting of her leg to grant easier access. Oh gods, she was so impatient. She just wanted to get off already! Sure, the woman knew all about the pleasures of delayed release, but...she had no willpower. And Alan had all but taught her to get what she could when she could cause there would be no extra time spent on her pleasure.

Already her hand moved of its own accord...unless Jon would stop her, of course.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon slid his tongue into her as she lifted her dress up to expose her hips more. Jon is unaware the hand is there to play..... Her hand is inches from the back of his head.

Jon's tongue moves in a fast circle slowly sinking into her depths, as he in-joy's teasing her.

 

[Evayla]

Nope, she wasn't going to do it. This was *so* much better than that stupid moment in the car. Her dreams clearly knew better what she craved than her own muscles.

She squirmed under the ghostly touch, her hands moving to her nipples instead, unaware how close she'd come to feeling a very real ghostly appearance between her leg. As Jon worked her all the way up to her climax she grunted, coming hard, expecting to wake up now.

Apparently that was not happening.
Or was she awake?
Not?
Naomi could not be sure anymore as the teasing continued mercilessly. Still she remained on the couch, so convinced this wasn't really happening...and very much enjoying the feelings that came with it.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon loved having her cum from his tongue. He now used his nose to rub on her clit as he worked her on her way to a second orgasm.

Jon wished she would take off the dress so he could watch her hands play with her nipples. Jon dose pull the dress from under him closer to her hips tho.

 

[Evayla]

Naomi kept her eyes closed, sinking back into a growing feeling of arousal. This was just too good to be true. No way this was real. This had to be her weird mind making up for the years she was lacking.

Soft groans escaped her as the woman stretched her muscles now and then, feeling herself climb up the steps towards another climax. "Unreal..." She mumbled, not thinking about taking off that dress because she simply did not want to move and loose this feeling!

Still the redhead felt the pull on the dress. Was she moving clumsily? Was it stuck under her? With an annoyed shrug she let the dress drop from her shoulders exposing her upper body. No way she was going to be stopped reaching a second high because of a piece of cloth!

Yep, there went her hands again, back to her needy nipples.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon was very pleased with her, letting him drive her to another orgasm. The sound in her voice was very pleased but also bit shocked as she said "Unreal" Jon's eyes widen as she lowered her top and he is now looking up at the underside of her lovely breasts as her hands work so skillfully at her nipples. His tongue works faster now with more excitement as he works to push her to a second orgasm as his tongue keeps rolling and flickering in her depths. Jon moves her legs to his back so her thighs hug his face as his tongue works its magic in her depths.

Jon was in happy bliss putting her in her place in sexual bliss. If she was going to live here, shes going to have to change her thinking about running the show.

 

[Evayla]

Naomi squired under the unwavering attention. This was insane! Her dreams were insane! She could not stop feeling there was another orgasm incoming, and so it did. The second climax had her moan out loud and *still* it was not finished!

She was starting to wonder if her body was ever going to belong to her again as the waves just kept coming and coming, just short of that third peak. "Oh help...please...come on!"

The redhead wasn't sure who she was asking, she just knew that this beat everything she could ever do to herself. If her fantasy was running wild so badly in this house, would she ever need a man again?

Well...truth be told: yes. She'd love to actually feel someone inside again. Her cheeks were flushed, her thighs firmly around that ghostly head she did not believe was really there, hoping, begging for that third release...

*knock knock*

Someone at the door.
She almost squeaked, not expecting to be pulled back to the world like that!

 

[JonathanBair]

Just as she came down from the second orgasm, Jon was having grate deal holding her near the brink of the third one. Her thick but firm thighs hugging and holding his head in place as her lower legs and feet where on top of his back side lower down her body..... Hearing her almost begging "Oh help...please...come on!" was just making him want to tease her more. To put her in place as this is his house and land. He wanted to put her in her place to make her see her being here was a gift from him. Even her orgasms here was a gift from him...

Jon was so focused as being solid for her and to drive her crazy mostly with bliss. That when the knocking on the door. It broke his concentration and he when phantom, letter her legs and body be as if he was not there.. Her feet would fall into him. As would her legs based on how she moved would now be held up by the couch with her mass in him as they share the time and space....

Jon was trying to wrap his mind around what just happened. How the knocking on the door made him lose his solidness and the roller coaster she was on.... Now her body in him sending the soft jolts threw him holding him in place as she takes the same spot he is, till she moves away.

 

[Evayla]

"No no no!" Naomi mumbled. This was stupid. She was having such a good time, such a wonderful fantasy-filled nap and now she had to get decent in seconds! Never noticing the change between solid and intangible between her legs due to her complete conviction it was all but a dream, she quickly pulled up her dress. No time to get underwear. Besides, she was soaked. Underwear would not do the trick.

A quick wipe with some tissues as she yelled: "I'm coming!"

She blinked.
Giggled.
Okay, that was a really stupid joke in her head.

More or less back to decency, her face still flushed, the lovely redhead opened the door.

And froze.

"Noomy." A male voice sounded sickeningly sweet. "I am so glad I found you."

Silence from her side.

The young woman was all but pushed aside as a tall man strode in, his posture already betraying he felt infinitely superior. "Noomy, I am here to take you home. Pack your stuff."

Wait. Pack her stuff? Naomi blinked and shook her head. "Uh...no."

The man turned, quirking an eyebrow. "No? Well, I can see this whole episode has confused you. I know how you cannot stand to be alone. You start...seeing things, hm? Come, I'll help you. Don't worry. You are no longer alone."

Almost she moved to do as he said.
Almost.
She had been seeing things...experiencing things, hadn't she? Was he right?

Then she shook her head. Going back? When she had thought to flee here?

A frown appeared on that arrogant face. "You are obviously not thinking clearly. This place is getting to you already."

Alright, now she was getting miffed. *This* place? "This place is my job. I am going to see it back in splendour." She lifted her head proudly, even if her voice wavered.

"Your job?" Now he laughed softly. "Oh sweetheart, we both know you will leave this dump as soon as your curiosity wanes. You have never been able to hold much focus, remember? That's..." He stepped in and put his arms around the paralyzed girl. "...why you need me. I will take care of you. We will put this whole misunderstanding behind us. You're my rosebud, hm?"

 

[JonathanBair]

With her body being inside him. Jon was froze in place with what felt like static shocks... Her legs and feet inside him till she moved. Her pivoting put his head now over lapping with her thigh as she cleaned up right before his eyes less then a inch away.... Jon was still in a daze as she got up and said "I'm coming"

It had taken a few seconds for the fog from the shock to wear off and Jon got up to fallow Naomi to the door. As Jon moved unseen and unheard. He could hear the male voice.... Jon could only listen to the convo to figer out who it was. The more he listened the madder Jon got. Jon enjoyed her here and didn't want her to leave persay, just to teach Naomi her place, now Jon thinks he knows this guy is her ex the ass she moved here to get away from........ Him being here pissed Jon off on a few levels. One level the guy trying to force her to move away from here, and the other was he was rude to interrupt what Naomi was doing/getting....

As Jon listens and gets more mad, his anger pulls more heat from the room... Jon is about to make his presence know and his displeasure in a big way... As Jon's anger is like a volcano about to blow, and blow at Allen.

 

[Evayla]

Naomi shivered, rubbing her arms. Alan seemed undisturbed so far. "I...am doing fine here..." She mumbled.

Alan looked at her with pity. "Sweetheart, look at you...flushed, you are shaking. You are doing far from fine. What made you think you could live here on your own? You know you can't be trusted by yourself. You need someone to steer you."

The redhead looked up at her ex. Why did he always have to make her feel like she was in the wrong? But then...she had been here for days. What had she accomplished? A new showerhead in the cottage. Nothing done in the house. No one willing to help her.

She felt her stomach turn.
Cold.
So very cold.

Alan frowned. "Drafty here too. Alright. Pack up. I have a meeting tonight. Need to be back in time. Let's leave this dump."

Now that got to her.
Dump?

She grimaced. "This is NOT a dump!" She protested vehemently. "It has a beautiful soul! And I want to bring it out!"

 

[JonathanBair]

As Naomi just finished saying "This is NOT a dump!" She protested vehemently. "It has a beautiful soul! And I want to bring it out!"

As this male pest called Jon's home a dump. That was his last straw. Jon moved infront of Naomi and gave this male pest a good pop with both of Jon's hands into the pest shoulder/chest area. Jon build his energy back up quickly using the rage. The rage from the past hearing her speak of this pest and now seeing/hearing it first hand. The pest stopping a good time and then also the thing to make him snap calling the house a dump.

about 3 seconds later Jon this time gave a focused hit on the pest left shoulder turning him a quarter to the side... A loud smacking pop could be heard from the hard second hit..... Jon pull's all the heat he can from in-front of him leaving more normal-ish temp's behind him for Naomi.

Jon is still invisible, so the pest seams to be jerking from thin air. From the look of it anyways.

 

[Evayla]

Before Alan could grab her hand he suddenly twitched, yelped, jerked around!

Naomi blinked, watching the man respond to...something! Or maybe nothing! Was he having a seizure?

"Oh my god!" The woman clapped a hand in front of her mouth. What was she supposed to do? Dial 911? No, she had to check things first. What did that advertisement say? "Alan! Can you raise your arms?"

As he was pestered by an unseen ghost the man most certainly flailed his arms. That was answer enough for Naomi. "Okay, uh...can you...smile? Like...raise the corners of your mouth?"

No reason to smile. "ARE YOU NUTS?" He yelled at her, still rotating his arms, trying to get rid of whatever it was that was attacking him. "This house is...EVIL! You're coming with me RIGHT NOW!"

Unaware of the very real attack Naomi could only stare. So it wasn't some kind of seizure. Then had he gone mad after accusing her of such?

She was so tempted to go with him, avoid the confrontations, solve this without him yelling at her. She was so done with him yelling! But once gone from here he would just do that whenever he felt like it.

No.
This was her safe space. He was nuts, not her.

"You can go. I'm staying."

From his moves it looked like he was indeed trying to get to the door to flee this weird cottage.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon was focused on chassing this guy off, tho Jon didn't really want to hurt him. Jon could see the look on his face that Jon's goal was soon at hand. As Jon stays in the middle of them. If he tries to grab Naomi, his arms would have to go threw Jon with his anger making the air almost frigade cold. Tho the cold spot would hardly be felt by Naomi if she keeps her distance.

 

[Evayla]

Finally something the ghost and the intruder agreed upon: LEAVING this place as soon as possible! He was intent on having Naomi come with him though, a hand shooting out towards the redhead.

"Freezing!" Alan shouted in pure shock and horror. "What is this? Witchcraft? Have you gone over the edge after all? Oh my god, Naomi! I will be back to get you back to sanity, trust me. I will be back!"

With that he turned and fled, as fast as he could.

Cold?
Naomi blinked. She reached out around her, but...the air felt the same. Yet she had experienced that cold in the house. Was it a local draft? Some kind of air venting? She looked around her, to no avail.

"Okay...rating this a 11/10 on weirdness scale..." She mumbled as she saw Alan get back in his car and drive away. He promised he'd be back. She was not looking forward to it. Gone was the feeling of wished for isolation and safety. Back was the tension of not knowing when he'd be back to convince her of whatever.

"Fuck you, Alan." The girl pursed her lips. "FUCK you for even taking my fun away here!"

 

[JonathanBair]

As Jon watches Alan start to drive off. Jon turns as Naomi says"Fuck you, Alan." "FUCK you for even taking my fun away here!" Jon starts to make his way to Naomi as he can see her hands still out from feeling the air, but is a ways from him and way out of he reach.

 

[JonathanBair]

(just a update... have been keeping up with my co-writer.. we will pick this up in time but right now life has thrown us both a curve ball... this has not been forgotten) Will remove this when we get back to posting!