Kitty's Awakening

by Rafel010

Copyright© 2014 by Rafel010

Mystery Sex Story: The need for sex is realized by a spirit that can't move on. Is it real or her deep lust??

Caution: This Mystery Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Magic   Heterosexual   Science Fiction   Paranormal   Black Female   .

Kitty left the city in hopes of a slower and more secure life. She found a nice cottage behind an old couple that rented it out for extra income.

The man was of the grumpy sort, didn't say much. But, his wife is very upbeat. Almost in her own world, happy to be alive. If she wasn't so old, I swear she was getting some on the regular. Any way, she told me some thing kind of strange when I moved in.

Things that go bump in the night aren't always bad. I asked her to explain, but, she wouldn't say any more. I just figured she was talking about the owls hooting, the crickets, maybe a possum or a raccoon. Either way I had lived in the country before, so, I was fine with what ever.

It took me a few days to get settled in and use to my surroundings. One thing I noticed every night was a bright light on at the big house. I just figured one of them couldn't sleep. Some times I would go to sleep and wake up in the middle of the night and the light would still be on.

One night I got up because it was a little warm so I opened the door. Hoping a little breeze would be blowing. The bright light was on as I walked off the porch and looked up at all the stars.

That's when I heard something that sounded like moaning. I looked around, but, didn't see any one. I strained to hear and I could make out that it was coming from the house. Couldn't be, the wind was playing tricks on me.

I cooled off and returned to the cottage. For some reason I stopped in front of the mirror. My legs were bare because of the short nightie I had on. I notice I could see through it as well. Maybe I was horny, that's why I thought I heard moans coming from the big house.

Kitty looked at her striking figure in the mirror. She stood nearing six feet tall, smooth dark skin, medium length hair, nice full lips, thirty six DD breast, small waist and sexy hips.

Kitty is what men call an Amazon, most men was intimidated by her sexy size. This reminded her that she hadn't had any in awhile. What the heck, as she took the nightie off and stood there in her thong. She always did satisfy her self better than any man could.

Her fingers felt good as she ran them over her smooth skin. Caressing her nipples, stroking her erogenous zones, she could feel her self becoming moist.

Kitty was just getting into her self when she felt like she was being watched. She looked around, checking each window. No one there, she shrugged it off as her hand slipped into her thong.

Jut when she stroked her swollen clit and that first pleasure shot through her. A bright light flashed and the mirror shook. This alarmed Kitty as she quickly found her robe. She looked around and even went back out on to the porch. The light was out up at the big house.

She could see nothing, no one, no animals, nothing as Kitty peered into the night. A chill went up her back and Kitty eased back into the cottage. She told her self it was nothing and then she remembered the words of the old lady, which settled her some what.

Kitty climbed into bed and was soon asleep. She dreamed that some one came in the cottage. Eased the covers back and gazed upon her beauty. She dreamed they ran there fingers through her hair. Over her full lips along her neck which was one of her erogenous zones.

Kitty was becoming wet as the dream continued. The touch ran over her breast, taking time to make her nipples erect. Kitty found herself moaning. Was she dreaming or was this real.

The touch continued down over her body and it found another one of her zones. The touch played in her navel, deepening her desire. Kitty couldn't figure out if she was sleep or awoke.

All she knew was that what ever she was it felt very good. The touch continued over the outside of her thong. Kitty was soaked and wet by this time. The touch stroked her clit and bliss shot through her entire body. Just as the pleasure was subsiding the touch was pulling her thong down. She felt her self lifting her hips to allow the thong to come off. Her legs were being gently pulled open. Kitty then felt something gliding just in the inside of her pussy lips, another erogenous zone of hers.

Her body trembled with pleasure, but, she couldn't figure out what was being used. She was being driven to climax, by a finger or a cock. She didn't know which, what ever it was it felt awesome.

Just when she thought she was going to orgasm. Her pussy lips were parted and a long, thick, hard prick was slammed into her cunt. It was the thickest, longest dick she ever felt. She came very, very hard. It was the most intense climax she ever felt.

She felt her pussy double clutch around this massive cock. Her pussy walls massage it and her cum splashed the entire shaft. She could hardly catch her breathe as the climax reached its crest.

Kitty was panting like a race horse. Before she could catch her breathe. The large cock began to pound her pussy, long deep and hard. A fuck Kitty always dreamed about. She pulled her knee's up and back allowing the huge penis deeper into her pussy.

The cock fucked her deep and hard, Kitty was cumming every fourth or fifth plunge. She had never been fucked like this before. Dream or not she didn't want it to stop. The paced picked up and she was cumming every other stroke. She had never cum so much in her life.

Just before Kitty felt a rush of wetness being pumped over her sugar walls, a flood of cum being shot into Kitty's hungry pussy. She saw the bright light again, in the form of a man high lighted by shadows. Even the flood of warm semen made her cum. When the last few ounces of jism were seeping into her, the bright light dissipated and Kitty woke up.

She was drained, but her thong was still on. The sheets were still on the bed, but, her thong was soaked. She looked for the gallons of cum she knew had to be there. Nothing as she felt all over the bed.

Kitty settled down, she told her self it was just a very erotic dream. One like she never experience before, but, it was just a dream.

The next morning Kitty was awoken by a knock at her door. When she opened it, there stood the old lady with a basket in her hand. The smell of home made pancakes woke her right up. Kitty was starving and quickly invited her in.

While they ate, they old lady asked, how did you work up such an appetite? Kitty felt funny telling her what she thought happen. So, she just smiled at her. Then she thought, how did she know I would be hungry? But, Kitty didn't question her.

You know he will be back, the old lady said. Who will be back Kitty finally asked a questioned? Otis, the old lady replied. Kitty wondered what this old lady was talking about. I didn't want to believe at first, she went on. The story goes there was a big black slave named Otis who fucked his master's daughter. She ordered the slave to fuck her and when it was found out. The girl lied and said the slave forced him self on her.

Of course they believed the word of the slave owner's daughter over a slave. While they were stringing him up, he cursed this whole place. Now all the women whom stay here are fucked by Otis.

Is that why your always in good spirits, Kitty asked the old lady? Yes indeed, she said. I came here a young lady and my husband lost interest. But, Otis started fucking me. My husband found me one night with my legs up and spread. Otis was fucking me real good. That's when we researched this place and found out what happened.

They shared me for awhile, until about ten years ago. My husband can't get it up any longer. He has to watch Otis fuck me night after night. Is that why he's so bitter, Kitty asked. Wouldn't you if some big dick spirit was fucking your wife well, was her response.

Why doesn't he just pack up and move, she asked? Well, we have never talked about it. But, I think he knows I love to fuck Otis and he doesn't want to take that from me. Or he gets off watching him fuck me. Either way I don't complain.

Wait, wait I can't believe I'm listening to this. I don't believe in things like this. You're telling me a spirit fucked me last night, Kitty asked? Yes ... I am as she packed up the dishes she brought. Believe or not, but, he will be back tonight to fuck you again, she warned.

Kitty wasn't sure what to believe as she finished unpacking some things. As evening rolled around she couldn't help but wonder if the story was real. Couldn't be, I just had an erotic dream, she told her self.

The blue sky soon turned dark and was full of stars. Kitty retired and got a good book to enjoy her evening. She was just getting into her book when she seen the bright light flash. She went to the window to see the light on in the big house.

She remembered the old lady stating the spirit fucked her every night. She got her jacket and a flash light and headed for the big house. After a few moments she drew near the window the light was illuminating from.

As quietly as she could she eased up to the window. The window was cracked and she could hear moans coming from it. Yes ... fuck me ... yes fuck me, Kitty heard. She could hardly believe her eyes when she peered through the window.

There was the old lady. Spread eagle, legs up. She was in pretty good shape for her age. Her titty's were firm with long erect nipples. The old lady's thighs are shapely, her pussy lips phat and open. Her nipples looked like they were being pinch and her pussy looked like something was being pumped in and out of it. But, Kitty couldn't see any one.

The old lady looked to be cumming with every thrust. Still Kitty couldn't see any one. A twig cracked and Kitty looked around to see the old man. He had his limp dick out stroking it as he looked in the window. This has got to be real, Kitty thought.

The whole scene was very erotic as Kitty didn't know whom to watch. The old man still had a wash board stomach and he was semi-hard now.

He joined Kitty by the window still jacking his semi-hard cock. Kitty admired his dick, semi-hard he looked to be nine inches, nice for a man his age. This happens every night, he told Kitty. Otis fucks my wife every night.

So, Otis is real, Kitty asked? Real as she wants, he said as he looked on. Kitty tried not to get wet, but, she couldn't help. She kind of felt sorry and turned on for the old guy. Having to jack his own dick as his wife is fucked by a big cock spirit.

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