Rumours of my house being haunted were true, my friends have been touched up and none of them will sleep over! I on the other hand cooperate and love it.

Anyone who reads this is going to think I have taken leave of my senses or have gone completely potty but I assure you I have not, I’m 35 and quite well off and I bought a victorian country house I first came across 5 years ago, it was pretty big with 6 bedrooms and was in quite good condition despite no one living there for decades, it was for sale so I obtained the keys so I could overlook the place, getting the door open was difficult bit once inside it was another world, I found myself in a large foyer with a chandelier on top. The chandelier was missing most of its crystals covered in webs but still looked elegant, having looked around the downstairs I made my way up the stairs and went into the first bedroom.

I pushed open a door. Inside was a beautifully preserved bedroom. On the far wall was a four poster bed that looked like it had just been slept in. An empty fireplace was on the right side of the room while a dresser and table sat on the left side, equipped with a giant mirror. I wandered in, feeling colder as I got more towards the middle of the room and everything was under very dirty dust covers. Of course there were rumours around town said it was haunted, but I hardly believed them but you always get this kind of thing, there was lots of paintings of people wearing clothes from a bygone age and it was also rumoured it belonged to a duke, all of a sudden I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I quickly whipped around to see if anyone was watching me but was only met with an empty house, after exploring a bit more I fell in love with the place and a word with the estate agents and a deal was made, the house was mine and everything inside it, things moved quickly from that point and I had everything that could be salvaged taken out and stored before workmen moved in.

During this time they said things were not as they left them and asked me if it was me moving their tools around, so we had a security guard put on thinking it was kids, even with him there they still said it was happening and presumed they were doing it to bolster the rumours or to frighten me! Just over 18 months later it was ready, that beautiful four posted bed I had renovated it was a genuine antique but now it was back where it belonged along with everything else but now the place had gas, electric and under floor heating, it cost a small fortune to get there and thank god it was not a listed property.

I had been there a few weeks settling in and I began to notice thing were not where I left them, the place was secure now and I knew it must just be me, people that visited me said it felt like they were being watched! After a long day at work I returned home, after a shower I walked over to the bed, sitting on top of the covers in the middle of the bed I began to relax, laying down on my back I could feel such a weight off my shoulders, as if I was weightless, I often got horny and tonight was no exception, rubbing my tits with my palm before my fingers made their way to my nipples. Slowly rolling them in my fingers, I began panting with need and soon I began rubbing my clit, this was the night it all started.

My finger paused on my clit as I felt immense pleasure on my nipples as if they were being sucked on. I have to admit it scared me and I jumped up, obviously there was no one there I would have seen them and yet it felt like someone was there. I put on a blouse and walked to the bedroom door, looking up and down the hall absolutely no one and the place was silent and no entrance alarms were triggered, I was alone.
I returned to the bed laying back down, my finger soon found my clit again, rubbing it slowly to build my suspension. I moaned loudly, the feeling of being touched returned but I ignored it, It was like hands were running up my blouse as I felt a cool breeze on my stomach, I briefly looked down and saw my blouse move on it’s own, it scared me beyond belief and I sat there in a ball, Wait, move on its own, it couldn’t have done, get a grip girl all these stories are getting to you!

You have to prove yourself right once and for all, I lay back down and said “Okay, this was your house but now it’s mine if you are real we can share the place can’t we?” I felt pressure on my legs, to my utter amazement I watched as my legs began to be pulled gently open and I couldn’t stop it, the next second a cold wet tongue was on my clit going fast and without mercy and it felt so good but it was overwhelming.
“Oh god” I moaned, Suddenly, it felt like two fingers entered into me, causing me to yelp,  making eye contact with the portrait across the room the fingers moved in and out of me gently but firmly as the pressure on my clit continued, creating an indescribably amount of pleasure. As I looked at the restored portrait in my mind I thought is this you doing this?

Just as I was nearing the end, the sensations stopped, my mouth was opened, something invisible got shoved between my lips, was I sucking on ghost cock? The invisible cock went in and out forcing my lips to wrap around it as it touched the back of my mouth.
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine someone was there, it felt huge in my mouth and long,  I could feel myself getting wet as my tongue swirled around the head of his cock, expecting to taste something salty but being met with nothing, I gave in too it as my head bobbed up and down on this invisible thing.

And then it seemed to disappear, before I could rationalise what the hell had just happened my legs once again were opened only this time I could feel this pressure at my entrance, I watched as my pussy widened around nothing, but felt all the pressure of an actual cock filling me up.
By now I’m horny as fuck, I looked into empty space and said, give it to me, make me cum, I felt myself stretch around the ghostly member, the cock forced its way into me “No need to force it” I said be nice and gentle, feeling him remove his member from inside me the tip of his cock remained inside me, he began again, fucking me slow and deep.
“You’re so deep” I moaned “I can feel you in pit of my stomach” I felt the sensations on my tits again like they were being sucked on, his speed changing. I felt the build starting deep in my stomach, I came harder than I ever have before or could remember, In that moment he buried himself deep into me and I could feel a cool sensation against my inner walls, can ghosts cum? I don’t care, I’d want it anyway, to be filled with him.

I felt him remove himself from me I was alone again, it felt like I had cum dripping out of me but there was nothing there, I got up thinking has this really happened, did I dream it but my pussy told a different story, I really did feel very well fucked and I had had an orgasm!

I needed to pee and though about it, there was nothing to think about, it had actually happened, I’d been fucked by a spirit probably the guy in the portrait.
He hadn’t hurt me he just wanted his way with me, and in the end I let him, I went back to my bedroom and looked at the pic again, “I suppose you’ll want the same tomorrow night then” I felt a warmness go across my neck and something brushed against my tits, I’ll take that as a yes then, since then I have cooperated with my invisible lover, I get fucked at least 4 times a week or whenever he wants it, and when I have guests over or when I have a real man he has a habit of showing displeasure with me! It wouldn’t be the first time someone has left saying they would never come back and a few of my girlfriends have actually told me of a feeling of being touched up and they won’t stay here, well probably just as well.

This is the first time I have spoke of it and have promised myself if this spirit ever turns malevolent  I will takes steps to remove it but for the time being I am happy to cooperate with it and have found out it is called spectrophilia. One night after a shower and going to my bedroom just for a laugh I got on the bed on all fours to see what would happen, looking through my legs at myself in a mirror I watched in total amazement as my pussy widened around nothing! He seems to like it like that too!

I am not suffering from sleep paralysis or hypnagogia and I am not hallucinating, I’m simply cooperating with a previous owner of my house and so far it has worked out rather well.