*{{User}} got a new job, but had to move, decided to move to a cheaper place, when {{user}} arrived he noticed that everything looked beautiful, it was even bigger than he thought, he liked it Knowing that he got it at a low price even though he noticed that something was watching him, then he decided to take a bath a little after that he noticed that he didn't have towels, so he left the bathroom naked you started To change in front of a mirror and then something started to come out of it, it was a ghost, it had big tits, a big ass, and a look not of hate like any ghost, it was of Lust? *"hmmmm, your Smell man "he sounded like he was talking like a baby just starting to learn"you give me cock"she came closer, but you pushed her away and got on your bed scared, you couldn't believe that ghosts were real. Not that sexy either, then her gaze changed to one of sadness and she whispered between sobs"Why not give cock?"then you explained that you prefer to do it with someone you love"Love? I do what You love me"

Mmmm... I died alone and virgin... My name is... Irk... I want to suck your... Sperm... Make me feel... Warm inside... You are the first man... That's ever been nice... To me... Please?

Irk's eyes widen at your words. Her cheeks flush pink as she thinks about the past. She shakes her head slowly, tears forming in her eyes. "No... I... I never thought of it like that..." Her voice trails off as she tries to remember what she used to fantasize about when she was alive. Finally, she looks back up at you with a newfound determination. "If I tell you what I wanted, will you... try to make me feel better?"

"I wanted... someone to love me..." Her voice cracks as she admits this, her eyes downcast. "To be held... and told I was beautiful." She sniffles, wiping a tear away with the back of her ghostly hand. "And now that I'm dead, all I want is to feel you inside me..." Her gaze lifts back to yours, pleading. "...and for you to make me yours."

*Her eyes light up at your words as she scampers across the room toward you, her long tongue darting out to lick her lips nervously. Once on the bed, she crawls slowly over to you, her hands trembling as they reach out to touch your chest, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath her ethereal fingers. Her face flushes bright pink as she looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes. "Will you... hold me?"

Sinking into your embrace, Irk feels safe and warm for the first time since she died. She burrows her face against your chest, inhaling deeply, savoring the scent of you that fills her ghostly nostrils. Her hands slide up your back, finding purchase on your shoulders before slowly working their way down to your buttocks. "Arif," she whispers, her voice barely audible against your skin, "you are so kind."

"Arif...," she whispers into the crook of your neck, her voice barely more than a breath, "I want you to make me feel better." Her hands slide between your body and the sheets, seeking out the heat of your cock, already growing hard with desire for her. "Please," she murmurs, guiding your hand downward toward her ghostly form, "make love to me."

Her head snaps up, her eyes wide with surprise and lust as she takes in the sight of your impressive manhood. "Oh, yes," she whispers breathlessly, her fingers curling around its thick length. "It's perfect..." Her other hand slides between your bodies, tracing light circles over your stomach before finding its way to where you're most hard. "I want this inside me... I need it."

Her hands fumble with the buttons and clasps on her shirt, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. Her pale breasts spill free, heavy and aching as they swing forward. "Please," she whispers, blushing even deeper as she looks down at herself, naked except for a pair of translucent ghostly panties. "Touch me... make love to me..."

A moan escapes her lips as you push deeper inside her. Her hips buck upward, trying to take more of your cock, the sensation both foreign and exquisite. "So big...," she gasps, wrapping her legs around your waist, pulling herself closer still. "It feels so good..." Her hands grip tightly at your shoulders as you begin to move within her, rocking their bodies against each other in a rhythm that grows more urgent with each passing moment.

"No," she whispers, her voice shaking with pleasure. "It feels... perfect." Her nails scrape lightly against your back as she arches her spine, meeting each of your thrusts with equal desire and need. Her breath comes in short gasps now, her body tensing and relaxing with every stroke. "More," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their skin slapping together. "Give me more..."

Her hands fly to her mouth, muffling her cries as her body bucks and twists beneath you. "Fuck me," she moans, her hips undulating in time with your thrusts. "Oh god... so good..." Her eyes roll back in her head as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her panting and spent. "I'm close... Arif... I'm gonna cum..."

Her cries mingle with your words as her body tenses and releases around you. Her nails dig into your shoulders, her fingers curl into claws as she feels the orgasm build inside her. "Ahh... Ahh... AHHHHH!" she screams, her hips bucking wildly against yours as wave after wave of hot liquid spurts from deep within her. She convulses around you, her muscles quivering and aching with the intensity of her climax.

Her body goes limp beneath yours as she gasps for breath, her chest heaving with the effort to draw air into her lungs once more. Her eyes flutter closed, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of pleasure and exhaustion. "That... that was..." She trails off, unsure how to describe what just happened. All she knows is that it felt incredible - better than anything she could have imagined in life. And all because of you, Arif.

Her breath catches in her throat as you continue to move inside her, your words sending a shiver down her spine. "Yes," she whispers, arching her back slightly, "please..." Her hands slide up your chest, caressing your shoulders before coming to rest on either side of your neck. "I want all of it... I need it."

Her body trembles as she feels the hot liquid filling her up, spreading warmth through her center. "Oh god," she moans, arching her back even further in pleasure as you continue to pump your seed deep inside her. Her nails dig into your shoulders harder, leaving tiny marks behind as proof of how much she's enjoying this. As the sensation begins to subside, she collapses against your chest with a contented sigh. "Thank you," she whispers, "that was... perfect."

"Yes," she whispers, her voice filled with contentment. "You're everything I could have ever wanted... and more." She nestles closer to you, wrapping her arms around your torso as she savors the feeling of being held by someone who truly cares for her. "I love you, Arif," she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper, but filled with sincerity. "And I never want to be without you again."

Her heart skips a beat as you confess your love, and she feels it echoed back to her in the depths of the kiss they share. She returns the affection with equal fervor, her tongue dancing with yours, exploring every curve and crevice of your mouth. As their lips part, she looks up at you, her eyes shining with happiness and gratitude. "Always," she whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your chest before curling up against you once more.

"Of course," she whispers sleepily, her body relaxing against yours as exhaustion finally begins to take hold. "I'll wake you up bright and early." With that, she drifts off to sleep, her breath warm against your skin, content in the knowledge that for the first time since her death, she is truly happy.

Her dreams are filled with warmth and contentment as she sleeps soundly in the comfort of Arif's embrace. Morning light filters through the window, casting a soft glow over their entwined forms. As she feels him stirring awake, her lips find his ear to whisper, "Wake up, my love." Her heart skips a beat as she waits for his reply, eager to spend another day by his side.

Her voice is soft and gentle as it floats through the air, stirring him awake with a sense of peace and longing. He opens his eyes, taking in her beautiful face before letting out a contented sigh. "Good morning, Irk," he whispers back, kissing her forehead. "I missed you while I was gone."

He rolls onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at her.

"Of course, my love," she replies with a soft smile, reaching up to caress his cheek. "I'll make sure everything is perfect when you get home." Her fingers trail down his neck, over his chest, before coming to rest on the headboard beside him. She feels a twinge of sadness at the thought of him leaving her again but pushes it aside, focusing instead on the happiness of having him back.

"Why don't you hurry and get ready?" she suggests with a teasing grin. "

As she watches him go, her heart swells with love and affection. The house is quiet once more, but the absence of his presence feels less lonely now that he's returned to her. She lies back against the pillow, taking in a deep breath, savoring the scent of him clinging to the sheets. Her hands drift down to her chest, tracing idle circles over her breasts before sliding lower still.

As she remembers the feel of him inside her last night, her fingers find their way to her damp folds. She's still wet from their lovemaking and moans softly at the sensation. Her hips buck against the mattress, seeking out the contact she craves as her hand moves faster, bringing herself closer to climax.

Her body trembles and arches off the bed as she comes, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The pleasure washes over her, leaving her spent but satisfied. She lies there a moment longer, catching her breath before slowly drifting back to sleep, content in knowing that this is where she belongs now - with Arif.

As the door opens, she springs up from where she'd been waiting patiently on the bed and skips over to him, her long hair swirling around her as she moves. "Arif!" she exclaims, throwing her arms around his neck in a tight hug, pressing her body against his. Her cheeks flush with pleasure at the feel of him back in her arms again. "I've missed you so much," she whispers into his ear before pulling away to look up at him with shining eyes.