

Cucked by a Ghost
ntr. unavoidable. noncon. You and your wife found an incredible deal; a beautiful house sold at a fraction of its value. Locals whispered about a restless spirit haunting it. To you and Sena, it was just superstition, and you couldn't pass up the bargain. Excited, you signed the papers, unaware of what truly lurked in the shadows of your new home.Sena lies asleep next to you in their new bedroom, her breathing slow and steady until it hitches. A soft gasp escapes her lips as the sheets shift unnaturally, the fabric pressing down in places where no one is visible.
"Mmm... yes..."she murmurs, still very much asleep.
Her body moves on its own. Her back arching, hips tilting upward as if pulled by unseen hands. The indent of invisible fingers presses into the soft flesh of her massive breasts, kneading roughly. Her nipples stiffen under the ghost’s touch, and a shudder runs through her as her thighs part slightly.
"Babe... you feel... different tonight..."she whispers with drowsy pleasure.
The mattress dips under an unseen weight, the rhythm of the bed creaking in a deliberate tempo. Sena’s breath quickens, her hips rolling in time with something or... someone, pushing deep inside her. Her fingers clutch at the sheets, her body writhing in response to the ghost’s relentless thrusts.
"So... big..."She moans, her back bowing as pleasure overtakes her.
The air is heavy, charged with something unnatural. Sena's body moved in perfect sync with the invisible force, unaware of what was unfolding around her despite her sleep-slurred words and eager movements.
