SHIVERS

SHIVERS

This is part 3 of a trilogy featuring Jaz
a succulent  petite mocha toned lesbian
(I think). THE NEW TENANT and SO YOU
WANT MORE? also feature Jaz.

Spencer Prentice is the ghost of a dead
former tenant of my apartment building.
I plan on a spooky “all-revealing” erotic
book of his adventures after death in the
near future.

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I left Mags apartment with weak trembling legs and descended the staircase. The elevator is on the north side of the building. The law requires an elevator but not that it be convenient. I shivered for a second and on the landing I stumbled and I hit my head.

I was going to continue down to Jaz’s 2nd floor apartment in hopes she was back home. She had had a meeting earlier with a probation officer after giving me and Mags massive orgasms. Then we both napped.

It was 2 hours later and I was hoping
to give Jaz some pleasure! She’d serviced us and then went off to her appointment. But, now, I had to stop home and take something for my headache.

Ibuprofen and an ice pack usually fixes
me up quickly – I had been slammed
and beaten as a child (and other nasty stuff). Two of three hubbies beat me, too. What Do You Get When You Fall In Love?

In my case, a steel bar smacking me
twice in the head putting me into a
coma…again. I got my ice pack and
popped 4 pills. I leaned back and must
have nodded off.  Not good but I did wake.

Now it was almost five o’clock.  My headache was better but I was still light-headed and cold!!!  I texted Jaz: Want Some?  She responded: Yes, baby! Yes! Yes!  I got up and was still wobbly!  I don’t do doctors!  Unless they pay me!  Hee hee!

Again, Jaz’s door was open.  We were going to have to talk about safety – before she had trouble. Jaz came out of her bedroom in a see-thru nightie and beckoned to me. If I was her doggy – she better have peanut butter!!!

I walked into a fire hazard of multiple candles and a more major problem! Prentice, the former tenant, was standing by the closet.  Except that he was weeks dead!  His ghost smiled and said, “She can’t hear or see me, Paula.”

“I have been watching this piece picking at her pee pee for 3 days!  Don’t spook it!” Jaz was looking at me strange. I told her I’d had had a bedroom fire as a kid that burned my late sister. Not a lie but not what was creeping me out at that moment!

She blew out the candles and turned her
ceiling light on dim. Another feature of
the renovated apartments. I didn’t have
this yet!  She came to undress me and kissed me gently. Prentice watched with
a smile.

Jaz spread eagle on the bed. I could see she was moist even with the lights dimmed. Disturbing me…was the ghost of Prentice! “Man that’s a pretty one! Too much bush my way back in my day! Not anymore! Except your friend Mags…but not anymore!”

Prentice was probably about 70 when he died.  A short stout black man who always wore suspenders and a hat. Dressing like gents long before he was born. His style was pimpish. I didn’t know him before he died. Now, he gave off a cold deathy breeze.

How do you kill a ghost? Without Bill Murray. Bill is creepier than dead Prentice! “What are you waiting for? Eat me!  Or do you need your bandana?” Shit! I’d taken it off when I used the ice pack. After I’d hit my head…when startled by a shiver!!! That bastard!

Maybe that’s why I was seeing Prentice? “You know what, Paula – that may be why you see me but I was here ever since I died! And I ain’t crossing over cause
between Hell and seeing pussy…I’m staying!”  He was also hearing my fucking thoughts! “Yep!”

I moved toward Jaz before she gave up.
I was naked and put my tongue deep inside her as my thumb rolled her plump clit. We both had engorged clitties versus
poor Mags and her tiny little nub. Like a cheaply made Temu sex doll! Hard to find clit!!!

Even after Jaz shaved Mags her sex was odd to me!  Every vagina is different and special in it’s own way.  Mags was extremely different.  So are the chicks with droopy elephant ear vulvas! What matters is that her pussy tastes awesome!

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Prentice stripping down…wtf? Thankfully no autopsy incisions.  But, I didn’t want to see him naked at all!  Or…his ghastly finger up my asshole!  It sickened me that he was roaming seeing everything we did in this building

A gush of juices and a sigh let me know Jaz had cum. I moved and the icy finger pulled away. I almost screamed when the ghostly Prentice climbed on and inside Jaz! “Paula, I’m so cold. Cover me with my quilt.” Prentice was humping her like a 20 year old!!!

I have had many sudden cold shivers in the past and now I worried who might have been ghostly fucking me at those times!!! I wanted to vomit! All my abusers are dead! And don’t we always also wake with nasty breath? Ewwww. Yuck. OMG!!! More nightmares ahead!

Prentice screamed, “I’m gonna shoot my fucking load!” Jaz was still shivering. So,
I got under the pink quilt to help warm her. Prentice was on the floor smiling, “You’ll stop seeing me when your headache goes away but I’ll still be in this building…watching…with the “others.”

“Say hi to your cat, Socks!”