**Candy Corn**
By Blue P
Shelby stared out the window of her second-floor bedroom surveying the peaceful streets of her Chestnut Hill, Philadelphia neighborhood below. Her fiery red hair glowing in the rays of the rising sun. This was part of her daily routine, looking out the window after waking.
Most nights she slept well, but last night was beyond uncomfortable. Last night she was molested in her bed by a phantasm. It wasn’t the first time, but it was different . This time the randy spirit spoke to her. He kept repeating two words – candy corn, candy corn.
The voluptuous redheaded damsel wondered what it meant. It felt too good in her pussy to be a dream or a nightmare. Was she going mad, she wondered. There was no question that something was fucking her at will every night as she slept.
The lustful ghost always removed her panties and stuffed them in her mouth. Grabbing her by her wrist and trustfully stabbing at her wet pussy hole with total vigor. She loved it, but it was really troubling her now. Recalling each encounter, a tingling sensation came over her whole body. Shelby’s love muffin stayed moist because of these recurring thoughts.
Watching the morning news on television, she did her best to enjoy breakfast. But it was not happening. She reasoned that she was going mad. Why else would she be hearing voices? What else could explain it.
Just then she heard his voice again. This time it was fluid, loud, and clear. “Honey, can I have my breakfast in bed. I think I’ve earned it. Don’t you think so?”, said the ghost.
With that Shelby ran into the street screaming. It wasn’t long before the ambulance showed up and took her away. Several hours later, after being sedated and well cared for, the calm sexy redhead woke to the sound and sensation of her favorite phantom licking her clit and sucking upon her whole juicy pussy.
Then it said, “This taste better than candy corn”. To which Shelby belted out loud piercing continuous laughter. The kind you would expect to hear at the Belmont Behavioral Health Center.
**The moral of the story is that if you think you’re losing it – you’ve probably already lost it.**
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Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11qqkzj/candy_corn_f27intimatepenetrationhaunting_ghost