The Lady’s Hand (A Dickings & Dalliances Adventure) - (Closed Except By Invitation)

To wait for something to come to him or stick it in? Arx was unsure of how to proceed. They were getting deeper and deeper into a lie that they couldn't backtrack on. Her head snapped toward Sprite when she offered Arx's ass up to the ghost, her eyes wide in a somewhat stressed "what the fuck are we going to do?!" sort of look. While she was definitely down to fuck most people to slink deeper into the temple, ghosts were different. Even if she wanted to, they were supposedly made of energy and phased through physical things. He was going to think that they were ghosts or demons if he tried to put his dick in her.

So thrown-off was she, her mind racing for different ways to get out of the situation that she hesitated, her voice unsure. "Uuuuh, yes? We were going to- I mean-" she took a step back from him and opened her mouth, then closed it. She had no idea what to say in that moment but she couldn't stand the expectant silence so she blurted out, "do you know any succubi?!"
 
The ghost reacts less to Arx’s abrupt subject change than one might expect. In fact, the more he speaks, the more clear it becomes that he’s only *mostly* following the train of the conversation.

“Yeah, I know a few. I’m about to go to a ceremony soon. It’s my coming of age, actually, and I think Poppy’s going to be there. She’s a succubi. Would you like me to introduce you?”
 
He seemed a bit... not all there. Perhaps that was simply the nature of ghosts- miming what they did in life in a perpetual state of ignorance. However, the mention of Poppy made her perk up. Perhaps this was the succubus that Mellavia had mentioned, and maybe the succubus could give them a lead on which paths to take to get more quickly to the Phallus!

"Yes, actually. I would very much like to meet Poppy. Can we see her now? Like right now?" Her eyes looked at him eagerly, hoping he would be able to complete the request.
 
The ghost pauses in thought, glancing down before looking back up with an innocent smile on his translucent blue face. “Well…” He taps his chin. “I was supposed to wait for Kaia, but I suppose we could go early.”

During their conversation, his spectral erection has become somewhat diminished in intensity, and he frowns at it before continuing. “I’m supposed to walk in hard, though. Would you mind getting me ready?”
 
While she was overjoyed that she had convinced him, getting him hard again was going to be interesting. She couldn't touch him, so all that was left to her was to see about invoking his arousal by the use of... sultry dancing. Arx nodded at him and smiled a flirty smile. "Let me go ahead and dance for you then."

The changeling started a dance that she knew from the goers on the beach. It was a slow, seductive dance much like the waves on the surf. She swayed her hips in an exaggerated fashion, her arms moving slowly to accentuate the curves of her body. Unfortunately, this was often a dance done to the tune of a drum, so the mute dance she did paled in comparison of how it would typically be received.
 
His ectoplasmic cock twitched as Arx sinuously danced in front of him, but it wasn’t actually getting hard. That didn’t mean he didn’t like it, though. “You’re gorgeous!”
 
A seductive dance? Now this was something Sprite could very much take part in. Of course it was Arx time to shine so Sprite would simply be helping. The dance was engaging , but Sprite knew it could use a bit more. As such Sprite began to sing another one of the old hymns of her clan.

The song revolved around a harpy and a succubus both trying to seduce one another. This started out with light flirting, shifting to erotic dance, and in the end trying to make one another jealous by both trying to ride the cock of wandering troll who knew nothing of what was going on. The harpy won of course, no telling if that's what actually happened in real life.

The song would not fully fit Arx movements, but sometimes seduction didn’t much care for everything being perfect. As Sprite sang she feigned being drawn towards Arx, moving close to her and getting on her knees, looking up at the being before her and her swaying hips.
 
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With Sprite’s trilling melody, Arx’s dance takes on new power, and the ghost is soon looking down in surprise as their performance wraps up.

“Wow, I didn’t know you could do that without touching me at all, or even stripping! Are you two…clergyfolk?”

Before either of them can answer, he realizes that his erection might not last forever. “Oh! We should probably go, but I hope you’re going to participate in the ceremony. If you can do this with just a dance and a song, I’d bet you two could drain me dry with your cunts.” He walks right through them to float through the doorway, and starts drifting purposefully down the hall, in the direction they haven’t been in yet.
 
Before he can reach the archway at the end of the hall, the ghost stops and stares forward, his glowing blue brow knit in confusion…
 
Sprite quickly fallowed the ghost. Yes, she would not want her cunt to drain him dry, but he made it clear in his statements that he would be okay with them not participating in the ceremony. She knew Arx would very much be into whatever the spirit and this ceremony had in mind, so this meant Sprite would get to see a ghost fuck someone. Maybe it wouldn’t be physically possible for the spirit to do anything to Arx, but Sprite needed to see what was possible. This was a once in a life time kind of thing. She could already feel herself getting wet with the possibilities. There was countless different naughty ideas running through her mind for what the ghost could potentially do.

Of course the spirit though stopped in his movement. ‘Oh no!’ Sprite’s mind screamed in panic. This could very well be the end of the ghost’s loop. He could have died on his way to the ceremony. Passed away from a heart attack caused from excitement of the phenomenal sexual advent before him. If this was the end of the line Sprite felt her heart may break.

“Do not chicken out now. Everyone must be waiting on you in this ceremony. I’m sure you will not let them down. After all, you seem to have won the favor of the woman I am serving. Not an easy task,” this was a bit of a stretch, Arx of course seemed to be very easy to gain the favor of.

Sprite turned away from the ghost and went forward into the open area before them. She was not going to miss out on this.
 
The ghost turned to Arx. “Won your favor, eh?” he smirked. “Are you here for the ceremony? Kaia was going to fetch me when the time came, but I suppose I may as well go on my own.” He held out his elbow, crooked for her to slip her arm around his. “It’s strange…I feel a pull towards the priestess’s room I was waiting in just down the hall, but I can’t for the life of me imagine why.” He took a deep “breath”, a muscle memory sans muscles. “No matter. Shall we?”

Almost as soon as Sprite passed the ghost, she would hear the unmistakable sounds of sex. Husky moans and soft plaps echoed off the stone walls. Once past the archway, she would be able to see them: dozens of ancient spirits, shades farther passed on than their guide, a dull gray compared to his softly glowing blue. They would have no reaction to Sprite’s entrance, busy to the point of distraction as they rutted and writhed in spectral debauchery. An orgy that the ghosts may well have been engaged in for a millenium, their minds lost to all but their lust. Pairs, threesomes, and more from every imaginable combination of race and gender fornicated in the large stone auditorium. Whatever ritual the two adventurers may have supposed would end in an orgy, it was clear the orgy was well under way.
 
Arx was pleased with the result of her dance, grateful that Sprite had been willing to step in to assist her. The man had much to learn if he thought that sex was limited just to touching and direct stimulation. Well, she supposed he didn't have much to learn now that he was a ghost, but that was besides the point.

She walked with them, hoping that this ceremony was going to give them a clue for how to get closer to the spectral phallus. When he paused, she simply observed Sprite's encouragement, noting in her mind that perhaps in some way they were helping this ghost get past his post-death loop. Part of her wanted to feel a bit sorry for him for being an eternal virgin, always doomed to wait in a room, stroking his cock and hoping for a future full of salacious sex acts that would never come.

The changeling was roused from her thoughts when Sprite mentioned that she was taken with him. She raised an eyebrow at this, but quickly made her face into an agreeable smile when he looked her way. While she didn't dislike him and actually thought him to be pretty attractive, she thought that perhaps they were wading deep into a pool that might cost them time. As far as she was concerned, they needed to quietly slip out of the ceremony after seeing if they could gain anything from it. Besides, it wasn't as though his ghost cock would actually be available. "Yes, we're also here for the ceremony. Though I'm not sure how long we'll stay."

Reaching out, she took his arm. Wait. She could feel his arm?! Arx almost jumped from the realization, looking down at his arm where her hand physically rested. "Holy shit," she commented under her breath, a bit taken aback that everything she knew about ghosts seemed to now be tumbling down. The shock only intensified when they got into the room itself, her eyes scanning the sea of sex. If they weren't all specters, she imagined this room would reek of sweat and sex with how vigorously they were all going at it.
 
Sprite was stunned for a moment by all she saw. Honestly, it was hard to register it all. Many of the creatures here in ghost form she didn’t even come close to recognizing and the sexual positions they were involved in? Sprite could never in a hundred years say all of them. This was a level of debauchery her place of work could have never achieved, and she was witnessing it, all of it. Was she dead? Sprite had never heard of Elysium or The Beastlands being this full of sexual acts.

Sprite had to steady herself, stepping back, she put her hand to the archway. After that she very quickly pulled down her skirt and then took off her upper armor. She became naked in record time and approached the mad orgy before her. As she walked forward her right hand started to grope and fondle her right breast. That vedger may have violated her horribly, but what he had done to her really did make her more fond of keeping her breasts well felt. Her left hand started to rub around the lips of her sex. She wasn’t fully ready to go all out with herself, but it really wouldn’t take much more to send her over the deep end. Just standing here could drive any being to the extremes of pleasure.
 
If Arx paid attention to Sprite, she’d be able to see the harpy strip and walk into the fucking crowd, but almost immediately the corner would block her companion from her view. As Sprite would wade deeper into the ritual chamber, deeper into the throng of lascivious acts, she would be more and more obscured. By the time the ghosts reacted to Sprite’s presence at all, it would be too late for Arx to hear her friend over the loud moans and wails of cumming dead, and far too late to see her fate.

The first clue the harpy would have that the spirits had noticed her would be a ghastly cock in her mouth, quickly followed by another. The two men’s shoulders blended into each other, only their cocks tangible at the moment; all the better for filling the warrior’s mouth. Hands grasped at her now that her mouth was too occupied to cry out, and bodies pressed against her flesh. They groped her tits and cunt, and she would be able to feel yet more cocks slide along her body toward her waiting holes…


The ghost they’d befriended smiled at Arx. “Well, if you can’t stay long, then please, let me ask you to be my first? I would be honored to welcome you to the Rear Temple of Oklut by offering you my virginity, and it would be a wonderful way to introduce you to the faith.” He stepped forward, gently encouraging Arx toward the room Sprite had disappeared into.
 
Sprite was pretty tall, standing upright, two spirits before her, their cocks jammed down her mouth. The two ghosts violating her were floating up off the ground so their crotches lined up with her face. Of course they could be, they were the departed after all. She couldn’t fully tell what they were from how they were hovering above her. Elves? Humans? Whatever they were these two were well hung, their shafts pushing down into the start of her throat, well gagging her.

She could feel other spirits all around her. Hands touching and groping her. She was surrounded and over whelmed. What had she been thinking? She was about to be violated all over again and she should have seen it coming this time. Had she wanted this? Her pussy had now gotten much more wet, it wanted to be entered, her body wanted this, demanded it. But Sprite was not her body. She may have grown to physically enjoy violation, but she still had a willpower and wants all of her own.

She swung her wings out, flapping them around her body, protectively, trying to bat away all that was before her. The wings though simply drifted through the spirits before her. It seemed they were only physical when and where they wanted to be. Sprite also tried grabbing the legs of the two men before her and pulling them away, but that of course also ended up being useless.

Sprite’s eyes did their best to dart back to where she had come from. She couldn’t see Arx anymore, she just saw walls of orgasmic sex all around her. She was trapped with no way out.
 
She glanced at Sprite's naked back before looking back at her ghostly companion. As far as she was concerned, Sprite was off to occupy an abandoned corner of the room so she could watch and touch herself. After all, it was unlikely that she would want to fully participate in the event unfolding before them. That didn't mean that Arx couldn't though.

A little smirk came to her face before she shrugged and coyly said. "I guess I could spare some time for this important occasion." Taking his hand, she pulled him into the room, looking around until she spied a suitable pillar on the outskirts of the orgy. Her outfit was made for lightness and stealth, and therefore she merely had soft, light panties on that were easily pulled to the side as she bent over slightly and leaned against the pillar. The changeling's plump ass stuck out, her legs spread a bit to give her a steady stance. Looking over her shoulder, her green eyes looked at him lustfully. He was pretty hot for a ghost, and "taking a ghost's virginity" was certainly something she could add and cross off her bucket list.

"Usually you have to work a woman up before fucking her, but luckily for you I'm already wet from some fun earlier."
 
The ghost with Arx followed her dutifully to the pillar, cock sticking straight out in front of him. She would be able to feel fingertips alomg her back that were only mostly there, perhaps a chilling following his touch. There would be no chill when his translucent cockhead prodded at her entrance. “I’ve dreamed of this moment. You’re so fucking sexy,” he crowed, and pushed in. “Ohhh fffuuuuck.” He pinched her nipple, but instead of reaching around her to do it, he reached through. “Mmmmm,” he groaned, and began to thrust. Around them, pairs and groups of ghosts fucked, insensate to the world around them, lost in posthumous fuck-haze.

The ghosts with Sprite were similarly impersonal. They didn’t *mean* to violate her; their minds just weren’t whole any more. Little remained beyond the lust that they felt when the passed on. The harpy was simply there, and attractive, so they acted on those lusts. Whether they were drawn to her body heat, her smooth living skin, or she was simply that sexy, more and more specters congregated around her. A third cock tried to force his way into her mouth, and at least that many poked at her cunt. She would feel pressure at her anus as well. The ghosts ability to phase the rest of their bodies through each other granted them a supernatural ability to bring an impossible number of cocks to bear. A woman of some race or another pressed her body against Sprite’s front, and the harpy would feel herself lift into the air, buoyed on the ghost’s unnatural form.
 
Once again the third cock that entered into her mouth was unclear on what it belonged to. It was very long and girthy, giving Sprite a hard time to breath as it went halfway down her now wanting throat. Due to the size this one was likely not human. Goliath maybe?

The three that wanted into her pussy, she could just feel their tips as they brushed against her entrance. The spirits were all merging together making it hard to tell them from each other, to say the least tell what they were. One of them was intimidating though. She thought she caught a glimpse of some horns on it. Maybe a tiefling? Maybe a minotaur? She panicked a bit. Her pussy had been able to take a lot, but now it was going to be pushed to its limits with all of these shafts wanting inside of it. Her ass too was nowhere near safe.

She felt herself being lifted up, floating along. She gave up on moving her wings around as that was doing nothing and she was forced into just going along with this sudden movement. The spirits were moving her body where they wanted. It was their property now.
 
Arx shivered, finding with interest that his touch was like that of someone who had been holding onto a cold drink. It was unusual for her, but she had to admit that his chilly touch felt erotic and exotic in a way. The changeling enjoyed some ice-cube play from time to time, so it was fun to do it without the wet sharpness of it.

His cock felt nice, the woman moaning as he easily slipped inside her. Perhaps she ought to crash her way into ancient sex-temples more often. Her hips pushed back against him slightly, aiding in his thrusts. She could feel the way he snuggly filled her up, his member of a respectable size for her

Turning her head to look at him over her shoulder with her long lashes, she mewled, “how’s your first pussy?”
 
Sprite was awash in ghastly sensations. Breasts filled her hands, hips brushed her sides, lips teased her nipples, and none could say whose they were, even if the bearers had been alive. Their eyes were equal parts glassy and desperate, their forms less substantial than the more sane ghost they’d been led here by. The three cocks in her mouth pushed deeper, and paradoxically, the more their tips dilated her throat, the easier she could breath. This was a small mercy, however, as two more cocks forced their way into her ass, thoroughly plugging the last of her holes. Weightless bodies writhed over her every surface, and thrust after thrust pounded her holes. Eventually one of them spurted, its spending filling her up before dripping through her skin to the floor below, and as that cock pulled out it was swiftly replaced by another. There was no end, to the spirits or to their stamina, and Sprite had no way to know when her violation would end.

The ghost with Arx thrust slowly, becoming accustomed to the feel of her. He had just enough presence of mind to notice the vacant eyes of his former brothers and sisters, his spectral brow knit in confusion. “There’s something wrong with them, they—“ Arx’s pussy gripped him, and a particularly pleasurable thrust tore his mind back to the changeling. “Fuck, are all pussies this good, or just yours?” He tried to spank her plump asscheek, but accidentally swioed through it one before getting it right. “Huh?” he wondered, before bliss stole his attention yet again.
 
She looked around at his former comment, noticing that he was right: there was something weird about them. Though it wasn’t necessarily surprising when she realized what was going on. They were lost in the past, eternally stuck in the same loop of passion and climax. It was likely that the only reason he had broken out of his own loop was due to the intervention of mortals such as herself and Sprite,

What would happen if he realized the way things were? Would he have an epiphany or would he he just slump back into the pleasant haze of the ignorant undead?

“Most pussies are great, but I really like this one too.” The changeling reached down and rubbed her clit, moaning against the pillar she was being pushed against.
 
Sprite squeezed the breasts before her tightly as a cock came into her ass. The shock of a ghost cuming inside of her surprised her as much as it seemed to delight her body. Her hands wrapped around the breasts in an intense way that if the spirit had been a living woman she would have no doubt protested about the grip, but as the being was a spirit it caused her no harm.

The cum seemed to have two forms almost. Some of it did drip down onto the floor, but it also stayed within her. This cum inside her being was almost physical, acting just like real seed pulled from a man would. A new cock took the place of the old one in her ass. Sprite’s butt hole spread out trying to fit the latest shaft being forced into her. A loxodon’s cock perhaps? She wasn’t sure how big one of them tended to be hung, but it felt like this was the thickest shaft yet and though it wouldn’t be at all true it was the size of a mammoths’ cock, it still went deep into her. It was a good thing it couldn’t do her actual harm other then stretch out her ass. But that wouldn’t deter her body, her butt still gripped tightly onto what was fucking her like it wanted to milk it all dry.

Her pussy was still simply being poked. There were three cocks, each shifting their tips in and out of that hole. It was being forced to take them, but not fully yet. Sprite knew though that this luxury would not last.

Sprite started to grunt and moan out. She meant for it to be in protest, maybe to try and convince these spirits they were going to far, but the gurgling was clearly pleasureful.
 
The ghost began to lose himself in the sensations of Arx's pussy milking his shaft. His rhythm started out steady, and then sped up as he approached his release. He may have been dead for hundreds of years, but he was still new at this, and it didn't take him long to feel his climax coming. "Is...is inside okay?"

Meanwhile, Sprite was being lifted further into the air, and groped and pounded relentlessly by uncountable lusty spirits. She had started with three cocks in each of her holes, but now? Who could tell? Her hands seemed to somehow disappear into multiple cunts at once. It was enough to drive anyone to madness.
 
“Yeah, cum inside me!” She huffed back. She meant to say his name, but frankly she didn’t remember if he had mentioned it or if she had simply forgot. It didn’t particularly matter though- she would take his cum all the same. The session wasn’t long enough for her to reach her own climax, but it had been fun all the same. Her expectations for him had been managed since she knew he was likely to bust sooner rather than later. Frankly she was impressed with how long he had lasted thus far.
 
There was no point in guessing what kind of cocks were inside Sprite by now. After all it was like they were blending together like the many people fucking her. Her pussy as well was no longer being spared. Now not just tips were slightly exploring, but they were going deep. They were often touching her cervix, her body buckling under the pleasure. Unlike Arx Sprite did climax, she was being entered by every possible hole after all. Her juices spilled out of her sex, but this did not give the ghosts a pause for a moment. Her eyes were rolling up into her head and she would have enjoyed the after glow of reaching her peak, but the spirits wouldn’t let her. They still wanted more.

While this occurred Sprite in turn had her hands deep in the pussies of some wanting woman, their sexes clamped down on her. She was sure it would have felt awkward if these were physical bodies and maybe they would have cried out that this was to much, but they could handle anything just like Sprite could handle what was being done to her. Her hands became bunched up, proper fists. Sprite knew how she liked her sex to be explored so she did the same in kind to the women before her. Her mind would protest about indicating so much that she was enjoying this so greatly, but the climax she had drowned out her mind.
 
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