1. Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 4)


    Date: 3/5/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Romance, School, Young, Author: Muke Hunt Hz, Rating: 95.5, Source: sexstories.com

    change; becoming a bit thinner and a bit higher. Her hand also seemed smaller on me. “David?” The voice came from next to me, and while it was a pretty voice, it was at least an octave higher than Cherry’s. I looked over to find Katie walking with me; her arm around me and my hand on her shoulder. Startled, I jumped back a step or two and she stopped in her tracks; holding out her hands to me. She was a little different this time. Her eyes were still wide open and showing nothing but pupils, but she wasn’t a bloody mess like she was before. Her leg was still broken and bone was still exposed, but she stood on it like it had always been that way. Katie’s hair looked like she had tried to comb it with her fingers and instead of the tattered clothes she had before, she wore a bright yellow sundress. “David,” she pleaded, “I can’t see. Please don’t leave me here. I don’t know where I’m going!” Reaching out with a bit of uncertainty, I took her hand in mine and she closed the distance between us before we continued walking. “David?” her tiny voice began again. “What happened that day—when we met?” I said, “You were in a car crash, sweetie.” She said, “Yeah; that’s what I thought.” After a few moments of thought she said, “It was so scary in there. Why did you get in the car? Weren’t you scared?” I answered, “No. I wasn’t afraid of the car. I was only worried about getting you out.” She thought for a moment and asked, “Are you a real superhero?” I laughed out loud and said, “No; ...
    I’m just a normal guy.” Katie though for a few moments again and said, “There were lots of people there, but you were the only one that got in the car with me. That means you were a hero to me.” “Thank you,” I said, “but I don’t feel like much of a hero. A hero would have been able to do more.” Katie said, “But if it wasn’t for you, I would have been scared and all alone in the car when I died.” Reflecting on what she just said she asked with some hesitation, “I… died, right?” Nodding my head slightly, I said, “Yeah. I’m so sorry, Katie.” Katie seemed to accept that and then added, “Momma died, too, huh?” I confirmed, “Yeah; Momma, too.” Katie just nodded without much surprise to the news about her mother as we continued walking. The conversation quickly dwindled and I was soon simply reflecting on what Katie had said. I turned to ask her a question, but she was gone. I awoke from the dream with a sense of oddity while thankful it wasn’t the full blown nightmare I had before. These dreams were so vivid and detailed that for the first few moments after waking it was hard to know for sure if it had been a dream or an actual encounter with Katie’s spirit. After thinking about it for a while, I decided it was most likely just my own projection of what she might have said to me if she were able. At the same time, though, I wondered if perhaps a person’s actual spirit could haunt another by using dreams as the medium. Ghosts and haunting were things I’d never believed in before, but ...
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