I walked into our dimly lit bedroom, expecting Steffi curled up after a long day. Instead, she sat up abruptly, her eyes gleaming with an unfamiliar fire. 'Darling, you look like you've seen a ghost,' she purred, her voice huskier, laced with a sultry edge that wasn't hers. Steffi was asleep—her body relaxed, breathing even—but this wasn't my wife. It was her, the legendary pornstar ghost who'd apparently hitched a ride. 'Call me Velvet,' she said with a wicked grin, stretching languidly. 'Your Steffi's taking a nap. I'm here to play.'
I froze, intrigued despite myself. 'Velvet? What the hell is this?' She laughed, sharp and witty. 'Hell? More like heaven with a twist. Your wife's body is divine—soft curves, but I'm the one making it sing. Don't worry, she's fine. Just... borrowed.' She slid closer, her hand brushing my thigh. 'Tell me, husband, ever fantasized about a woman who knows exactly what she wants?'
My pulse raced as she leaned in, whispering, 'I can feel everything. And right now, I'm horny as sin.' Her fingers traced lower, finding me already hard. 'Mmm, someone's eager. Let's see that cock.' With bold confidence, she unzipped me, her grip firm and teasing. Not submissive—commanding. 'Stroke it for me? No, I'll do the honors.'
Velvet guided me onto the bed, her body pressing against mine, sweating lightly from the building heat. 'Your wife might be prim, but I'm dripping wet just thinking about riding you.' She straddled me, her pussy grinding against my hard length, wet and inviting. 'Witty banter first? Fine. What's a ghost got to do to get a blowjob around here?' I managed a grin, 'You're the expert.' She winked, sliding down to take my cock in her mouth, sucking with expert rhythm, her tongue swirling as I groaned.
Panting, she rose, ass swaying as she positioned herself. 'No holding back. I want you deep in my pussy.' She lowered onto me, enveloping my cock in her tight, dripping heat. We moved together, her strong hands pinning mine playfully, not yielding control. 'Harder, lover—make me come.' The room filled with our panting, bodies sweating, building to that explosive edge as she rode me with fierce, seductive abandon.
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