Chapter 3: Chapter 3
Sunlight came knocking at the window, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. Evelyn's eyes followed the path of the light, watching as it danced on the walls, on the furniture, on her son's face. She loved the way it highlighted his features, the way it made him look almost ethereal, like an angel.
She reached out, her ghostly fingers brushing against his cheek. She could feel the warmth of his skin, the softness of his hair. She could feel the way his breath came in soft, steady breaths, the way his body rose and fell with each inhale and exhale. She loved the way he looked at peace, the way he looked content.
Ben eventually woke up as the sunlight streamed through and reached his face.
He stretched, his body arching, his muscles flexing. Evelyn watched him, her eyes filled with a mix of love and lust. She loved the way his body moved, the way his muscles rippled beneath his skin. She loved the way he looked, all golden and glowing in the morning light.
"Morning, Mom," he said, his voice still heavy with sleep. He turned to look at her, his eyes filled with a soft, warm affection.
"Morning, Benjamin," she replied, her voice soft and gentle. She floated closer to him, her translucent form flickering slightly as she moved. Her naked glory was still not something he was used to, she was just so beautiful.
Her body was a work of art, her curves soft and inviting, her skin smooth and translucent. Her breasts were full and round, her nipples hard and pink, her waist narrow, and her hips wide. Her legs were long and shapely, her ass full and firm. She was a vision of perfection, a ghostly goddess, and he was her willing servant.
Ben reached out, his hand cupping her tit, his thumb brushing against her lips. "You're so beautiful, Mom," he whispered, his voice filled with awe. "I still can't believe you're here with me."
Evelyn smiled, “i am baby. I am”. Ben nodded. His hand kneading her soft huge tit. Evelyn let him, knowing he loved the feel of her. Knowing he deserved the access to her body, her soul. She was here for him, to serve him, to please him. She was his ghostly goddess, his slutty specter, his dirty little secret.
Ben's hand moved from her breast, trailing down her stomach, his fingers brushing against her clit. Evelyn gasped, her body arching into his touch. "Benjamin," she whispered, her voice filled with a sultry plea. "Touch me, baby. Make me feel alive."
Ben smiled, his fingers finding her entrance, slipping inside her. Evelyn moaned, her body writhing, her hips moving in rhythm with his fingers. "Yes, baby.
Just like that," Evelyn moaned, her voice filled with pleasure. She could feel the way his fingers moved inside her, the way they explored her, the way they loved her. She could feel the way her body responded to him, the way her hips moved in rhythm with his touch. She could feel the heat building inside her, the pleasure growing, the desire intensifying.
Ben's fingers moved faster, his thumb rubbing against her clit in slow, circular motions. Evelyn could feel the pleasure building, the heat rising, the tension growing. She could feel the way her body tensed, the way her muscles clenched, the way her breath came in short, sharp gasps.
He made her cum on his fingers just like that, his fingers moving faster, his thumb rubbing against her clit in slow, circular motions. "Benjamin," she moaned, her voice filled with pleasure. "Benjamin, I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum on your fingers."
Ben smiled, his fingers moving faster, his thumb pressing harder against her clit. "Cum for me, Mom," he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of love and lust. "Cum all over my fingers."
Evelyn's body tensed, her muscles clenched, her breath came in short, sharp gasps. She could feel the pleasure building, the heat rising, the tension growing. And then, with a cry, she came.
Her body convulsed, her hips bucking against his hand, her back arching, her head thrown back. She could feel the pleasure coursing through her, the heat building, the tension releasing. It was like a wave, crashing over her, pulling her under, drowning her in ecstasy.
Ben watched her, his eyes filled with a mix of awe and wonder. He could see the way her body moved, the way her muscles clenched, the way her breath came in short, sharp gasps. He could see the way her face contorted, the way her eyes rolled back, the way her mouth opened in a silent scream.
She calmed down, looking intently at him.
"Wow, that was amazing, Benjamin," she whispered, her voice still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. "You're so good at this."
Ben smiled, his fingers still gently exploring her wetness. "I just want to make you feel good, Mom. I want to make you feel alive."
Evelyn's eyes softened, and she reached out, her ghostly fingers brushing against his cheek. "You do, Benjamin. You make me feel more alive than I have in a long time."
Ben leaned into her touch, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'm glad," he said, his voice filled with emotion. “Let me go wash up, brush and I’ll see you in the hall for breakfast?”. Evelyn frowned at that, “Oh and I shouldn’t give you a blowjob while you brush?
I could make it quick, you know, just a little morning treat for you”, she said, her voice filled with a sultry promise. Ben chuckled, “Mom, you’re insatiable. But no, I want to be able to focus on brushing my teeth, not on the amazing things you do with your tongue”. Evelyn pouted, “Fine, but you’re missing out. I could have you hard and ready to go in no time”. Ben smiled, “I have no doubt about that, Mom. But I’ll see you in the hall for breakfast, okay?”. Evelyn nodded, “Okay, Benjamin. I’ll be there”. Ben got up, grabbing his towel and heading to the bathroom.
Evelyn watched him go, her eyes lingering on his naked form. She loved the way his muscles moved beneath his skin, the way his ass flexed as he walked. She sighed, floating up and out of the bed, following him to the bathroom.
The bathroom was a symphony of white and blue, with a large, claw-foot tub in the corner and a separate shower stall. The sink was a large, marble affair, with a mirror that reflected the soft, morning light. Ben was already at the sink, brushing his teeth, his reflection staring back at her.
Evelyn floated closer, her eyes never leaving his reflection. “Please…please son, let me blow you. You are so good to me, let me return the favor,” Evelyn pleaded, her voice a sultry whisper. She floated closer, her translucent form shimmering in the soft light of the bathroom. Ben, still brushing his teeth, looked at her through the mirror, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and desire.
“Mom, you don’t have to do that,” he said, his voice muffled by the toothbrush in his mouth. “I just want you to be comfortable.”
Evelyn floated closer, her hands reaching out to cup his cheeks. “I am comfortable, Benjamin. I want to do this for you. I want to make you feel good.”
Ben hesitated, looking into her eyes. “Alright, but if I want to fuck you after, don’t complain”. Evelyn looked at him like he had said the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard. “I literally told you to fuck me anytime, what makes you think I won’t actually be expecting you to do that after my blowjob” she replied back.
Ben chuckled, “Alright, Mom. I’ll hold you to that. But let me brush first, okay?” Evelyn nodded, her eyes never leaving his reflection. She watched as he finished brushing, his strong jaw moving in rhythm with the toothbrush. She loved the way his muscles flexed, even in such a mundane task. He was a work of art, a masterpiece of nature, and she was the lucky ghost who got to appreciate him.
Ben spat out the toothpaste, rinsing his mouth and then his toothbrush. He turned to face her, his eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and desire. “Alright, Mom. I’m all yours,” Ben said, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. Evelyn’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she floated closer.
“Let’s take this to the balcony, you always wanted me to serve you out here no” Evelyn said taking him by the cock.
Ben nodded, “Yes, I did. I wanted to fuck you out there, in the open, where anyone could see us”. Evelyn smiled, “Well, it’s not like anyone can see us, but I get the thrill of it. Let’s go”. She led him out of the bathroom, through the bedroom, and onto the balcony. The balcony was a large, stone affair, with a wrought-iron railing that looked out over the city. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a warm, golden glow over the buildings and the streets below. The air was cool and crisp, filled with the scent of the impending rain.
The city below was just beginning to wake up, the first tendrils of sunlight reaching out to caress the buildings, casting long, dancing shadows. Evelyn led Ben to the edge of the balcony, her eyes never leaving his. She could see the anticipation in his gaze, the desire burning in his irises. She loved the way he looked at her, like she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
She turned to face him, her hands reaching up to cup his face. She could feel the rough stubble of his jaw against her palms, the softness of his lips beneath her thumbs. She leaned in, her breath mingling with his, her eyes never leaving his.
"You're so beautiful, Benjamin," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the distant hum of the city. "I love the way you look at me, like I'm the only thing that matters."
Ben's hands found her waist, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "You are the only thing that matters, Mom," he replied, his voice filled with a mix of love and desire. "You're my everything."
Evelyn's eyes softened, and she pressed her lips to his, her tongue slipping into his mouth. Ben groaned, his hands moving to her ass, pulling her closer. She could feel his cock, hard and throbbing, pressing against her stomach.
“I am gonna get on my knees, and then take your cock in my mouth. Then you my love, will use my throat to give your cock what it deserves, what it has deserved for years”, she said puling back from the kiss.
Ben groaned, his eyes filled with lust. “Mom, you’re killing me. You know that, right?” Evelyn smiled, “I know, baby. But I love it. I love seeing you like this, all hard and ready for me”. She slowly sank to her knees, her eyes never leaving his. She could see the way his chest heaved, the way his breath came in short, sharp gasps. She could see the way his muscles tensed, the way his cock throbbed.
She reached out, her ghostly fingers wrapping around his shaft. She could feel the heat of him, the hardness, the thickness. She loved the way he felt in her hand, the way he pulsed with life.
She looked up at him, her blue eyes filled with a sultry promise. "You like that, Benjamin?" she asked, her voice a low purr. "You like the way I touch you?"
Ben nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes, Mom," he said, his voice filled with a mix of lust and reverence. "I love the way you touch me. I love everything about you."
Evelyn smiled, her heart swelling with love. She leaned forward, her tongue flicking out to taste the bead of pre-cum that had formed at the tip of his cock. Ben groaned, his hands finding her hair, his fingers tangling in her blonde locks. Opening her mouth wide to take her son’s cock in, she said. “Here baby, use your mum’s throat. Go deep , use my mouth and when you’re ready, let me drink that river of cum your cock likes to produce”, Evelyn said, her voice a sultry whisper as she looked up at him, her mouth open wide, her tongue flicking out to taste his pre-cum once more.
Ben groaned, his hands tightening in her hair, his hips moving forward, his cock sliding into her mouth. Evelyn moaned, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt the thickness of him, the heat, the hardness. She loved the way he filled her, the way he stretched her, the way he made her feel alive.
Ben began to move, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Evelyn could feel the way he moved, the way he used her, the way he loved her. She shut her eyes and let go, leaving the control to him to use her . His strokes were deep, and long, touching every corner of the throat’s walls, using them to massage his cock. Like her pussy he was using her throat, and Evelyn loved it. His cock was a thick, hard rod of pleasure, and she was his personal playground.
He was being gentle somehow even in the way he was fucking her throat deep. Evelyn was just surprised at how he found a way to be so tender and loving even when he was using her mouth. She could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth, the veins pulsing with each stroke. She loved the way he felt in her mouth, the way he stretched her, the way he made her feel alive.
Ben's hands moved from her hair to her face, his fingers gently caressing her cheeks. "You're so beautiful, Mom," he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of love and lust.
Evelyn's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting his.
She could see the raw emotion in his eyes, the love and desire that burned like a flame. She reached up, her ghostly fingers holding on to his thighs, giving him leverage to slide deep in her mouth. The view from the balcony was breathtaking, the cityscape stretching out before them like a canvas painted with the hues of dawn and his gorgeous, angelic mother on her knees going deep on his cock. It was a sight he would never forget, a memory he would cherish for the rest of his life.
Ben's hands moved to her head, guiding her, his hips thrusting in rhythm with her movements. He could feel the way her mouth enveloped him, the way her tongue danced along his length, the way her throat tightened around him. It was heaven, pure and simple. He wasn’t going to cum, he was going to use her mouth for as long as he could. He wanted to feel her throat around his cock, her tongue on his balls, her hands on his thighs. He wanted to feel her body pressed against his, her breath on his skin. He wanted to feel her love, her desire, her need. He wanted to feel her, all of her, every inch of her ghostly form.
Ben's hands moved to her shoulders, pushing her back gently. Evelyn looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion. "What's wrong, Benjamin?" she asked, her voice soft and concerned.
Ben smiled, his eyes filled with a mix of love and mischief. "Nothing, Mom," he said, his voice low and sultry.
"I just want to enjoy this moment. I want to look at you, to see you like this, on your knees, worshipping me."
Evelyn's eyes softened, and she floated back, her gaze never leaving his. She could see the raw desire in his eyes, the love and the hunger. She loved the way he looked at her, like she was the most precious thing in the world.
Ben's hand moved to her head, “Suck” he said gently, and guided her head back on his cock and she went willingly, down till her mouth had taken his entire cock. Evelyn had been waiting, seeing him pull her mouth back on his cock just made her happier. She gladly went deep, glucking sounds emerging from her throat as it welcomed him deep. With one hand he guided her head on his cock at a languid pace, and with the other he held the balcony, watching ahead, where the shore line was just visible, the sun rising over the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink. The city was just waking up, the first rays of sunlight touching the buildings, casting long, dancing shadows.
Evelyn's eyes fluttered closed, her tongue swirling around his length, her lips tight around his shaft. She could feel the way his hips moved, pushing his length into the depths of her throat, the way his fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her, controlling her.
“You are a good mom, sucking my cock like that ma”, he praised, still holding her head on his cock, using his hand to keep gliding it along his length.
Evelyn's eyes fluttered open, a soft smile playing on her lips. She loved hearing him praise her, loved knowing that she was pleasing him. She hummed in response, her tongue flicking out to taste the bead of pre-cum that had formed at the tip of his cock. Ben groaned, his hips bucking forward, his cock sliding deeper into her throat. "That's it, Mom," he said, his voice filled with a mix of lust and pride. "Take it all. Show me what a good girl you are."
Evelyn moaned, her eyes fluttering closed as she took him deeper. It was a welcoming channel, a warm, tight embrace that enveloped him completely. A place his cock felt home, second only to her asshole which was somehow another favorite of his. Evelyn's throat was a warm, wet tunnel, her lips tight and soft around his shaft. Ben could feel the way she moved, the way she took him, the way she loved him. He could feel the way her tongue danced along his length, the way her throat tightened around him, the way her hands gripped his thighs, holding him, guiding him. It was a symphony of sensation, a dance of desire, a song of love.
“Alright ma, you can pull back” Ben said, his voice a low rumble.
Evelyn did as she was told, slowly pulling back, her lips tight around his shaft, her tongue swirling around his length. She looked up, and he was smiling.
A soft, gentle smile that made her heart flutter. She loved him so much, her son. Her Benjamin. He was her world, her everything. And she would do anything for him. Anything to make him happy, to make him feel good. To make him feel loved.
"Come here," he said, his voice soft and gentle. He held out his hand, and she took it, floating up and into his arms. He held her close, his arms wrapping around her, his hands rubbing her back in slow, soothing circles. She could feel the heat of him, the strength, the love.
"I love you, Mom," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion, “and now I am gonna fuck you plump tight ass”.
Evelyn's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned into him, her hands finding his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. "I love you too, Benjamin," she replied, her voice soft and filled with love. "And I want you to. I want you to fuck me, to use me, to make me yours."
Ben's eyes darkened, and he held her by the shoulder, “then why don’t you bend over ma, get into the position you know I love so much”. Evelyn nodded, her eyes never leaving his. She turned around, her hands gripping the balcony railing, her ass sticking out, her back arched in a perfect, inviting curve.
“Now that’s a view ,” Ben said, his voice filled with appreciation as he took in the sight of her. He could see the way her ass was round and full, the way her back was arched, the way her legs were spread, inviting him in. “Honey”, Evelyn cooed, “Tell me exactly what you would dream of doing to me here, then go ahead and do it okay”.
Ben thought of the lustful, taboo dreams he had had of fucking his mother’s ass, out there in the balcony, then spoke “The idea was to bend you over, on this balcony, with the whole city watching. You naked, tits out to the world, your ass in the air, and me fucking you hard, deep, and dirty. It was just such a filthy, taboo fantasy”. The words painted a picture in Evelyn's mind, a vivid, erotic image.
She could see it, the two of them, their bodies entwined, their love on display for the world to see. It was a taboo fantasy, a forbidden dream, but it was their dream, and she wanted to make it a reality.
"Then do it, Benjamin," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of love and lust. "Make your fantasy a reality. Fuck me like you've always wanted to."
Ben's eyes darkened, and he stepped closer, his hands finding her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He could feel the way she trembled, the way she arched into him, the way she invited him in.
The world wouldn’t see Evelyn’s ghost, but Ben could, and that was enough. He could see the way her skin glowed, the way her eyes sparkled, the way her body moved. He could see the love in her eyes, the desire, the need. He could see her, truly see her, and it was more than enough.
Ben’s hands moved to her ass, his fingers tracing the curves, the softness, the fullness. He loved her ass, loved the way it filled his hands, loved the way it moved beneath his touch. He loved the way it called to him, the way it begged for him to claim it, to use it, to make it his. With a smooth swing, his hand came down, a sharp smack echoing through the air.
“Oooh fuck” she moaned in a loud sultry voice as if she was waiting for it, “mmmm m, that’s a good boy, spank your mommy’s ass, make it red and hot for your cock”. Ben’s eyes widened at her words, his cock throbbing at the filthy, taboo words coming out of her mouth. He spanked her again, harder this time, his hand leaving a red print on her ass. Evelyn moaned again, her body writhing with pleasure.
“That’s it baby, mark your mommy’s ass, make it yours, make it red and hot for your cock,” she encouraged, her voice filled with a mix of love and lust. Ben could feel the heat building in his groin, the desire coursing through his veins. The way she encouraged him to do anything he wished with her body was nothing short of intoxicating.
Her asshole was waiting, and so was Evelyn. She wanted her son to have his fantasy, even if she was merely a ghost. To be there for her son, in this forbidden taboo way , was all she wanted. Ben's hand came down again, harder this time, the sound of the smack echoing through the morning air. Evelyn moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. She could feel the heat building in her core, the desire coursing through her veins. She loved the way he touched her, the way he used her, the way he loved her.
Ben's hands moved to her ass cheeks, spreading them apart, exposing her to him. He could see her asshole, tight and puckered, waiting for him. He could see the way it clenched and unclenched, the way it begged for him to fill it.
He was gentle, his hard cock pressing against her asshole, rubbing it, teasing it. Evelyn moaned, her body happy to feel him there, ready to take him in. The head of his cock pressed against her tight, puckered hole, and she pushed back, inviting him in.
He pushed forward, his cock sliding into her asshole. It was a tight fit, a warm, tight embrace that enveloped him completely. “Mmm that’s it hon, live your fantasy, fuck your mommy’s ass, I’ll stay right here to take it all,” Evelyn offered.
Ben paused for a second to look at where he was, what he was doing. It was years of fantasy, of taboo dreams, coming true. His mother's ass, round and full, was wrapped around his cock, tight and hot. This was his fantasy, his dream, and it was more than he had ever imagined. “Thank you mom, thank you. I never thought I’d get this”, he said grateful for her.
“You’re welcome, baby. Now, fill up my ass honey. Take your mum the way you dreamt of”, she said. He could feel the way her muscles clenched around him, the way they tightened and released with each thrust. He wanted to stay like this forever, buried deep inside her, their bodies joined as one.
His hands found her shimmering waist, as he leaned over, slowly thrusting. His cock moved in and out, all the way in and all the way out, taking all the time in the world.
Ben's hips moved in a slow, rhythmic dance, his cock sliding in and out of her ass. “I love this ma, being able to love you this way” he confessed. Evelyn’s heart wrenched, knowing how much he loved her. She thought she could have had this when she was alive, actually feel him inside her, but she was grateful for this, for the chance to be with him in this way. She could feel the love radiating from him, the desire, the need. It was a heady mix, a potent elixir that fueled her own desire.
The city below was just beginning to wake up, the first rays of sunlight touching the buildings, casting long, dancing shadows. But here, on the balcony, it was warm and intimate, a sanctuary of love and desire. She replied, “Then love me this way whenever and however you want, Benjamin. I'm here for you, always.” Her words were a balm to his soul, a promise that he would never be alone, that he would always have her love.
Ben's thrusts became relaxed, deep as he could go.
His hands moved to her tits, squeezing them, kneading them. He loved the way they filled his hands, the way they bounced with each thrust. In this way, he felt like he was truly making love to her, not just fucking her. He could feel the way her body moved with his, the way her muscles tightened and released around him, the way her breath came in soft, sultry moans.
"Benjamin," she whispered, “I couldn’t give you my body when I was alive. I wish I had honey. But now, you’ll have me honey, bent over, or on my knees however you’d like me. I will give you all you want from me honey. Please take it all”. Her words were admission of her love, a promise of her devotion.
Ben's heart swelled with emotion, his grip on her tits tightening. He loved this woman, alive or as a ghost. Now that she was promising him her body, ghostly as it was, he couldn’t love her more but he would try. His cock was trying already, in her ass, stretching it , making it wide around his thickness.
Evelyn could see that, the effort he was putting in to show her body his love. How loving his thrusts were, how deep his cock going deep in her ass until it her the end, and how his hands were holding her tits, squeezing them, kneading them. She could feel his love, his desire, his need. She could feel the way his body moved with hers, the way his muscles tensed and released, the way his breath came in soft, sultry moans.
She reached back, her ghostly fingers finding his, intertwining them. "I love you, Benjamin," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of love and lust. "I love you so much."
Ben's eyes met hers, and he could see the love in her eyes, the desire, the need. He leaned forward, his lips finding her translucent back, kissing it like he was kissing the statue of a revered god.
"I love you too, Mom," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "I love you more than anything in this world, and the next."
His cock was a hard, thick rod of pleasure, and he was using her ass to love her the way he had dreamt. “Oh…oh baby. That’s feels so good. Use my ass to make yourself happy, use it baby. Mmmmmm ohhh my love”, Evelyn’s moans were words of encouragement, of her love.
Ben could feel her asshole tightening around his cock, her muscles clenching and unclenching, milking him, pulling him deeper. She was doing everything her body could in that form, to give him pleasure. She wanted him to have his desires come true, to find love and pleasure in her body. Her son, her loving son deserved her body anyway he needed.
She was here for him, to love him, to pleasure him, to be his. She could feel the way his cock throbbed inside her, the way it pulsed with each thrust. His hand on her tit was so good, the way he would knead it, squeeze it like he was worshiping her curves. His other hand squeezing her asscheeks while he pumped his cock between them. It was caressing her skin like he was loving that fleshy thick orb with his hand. He was kneading it, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, his palm rubbing her nipple.
The sensation was electric, a jolt of pleasure that shot straight to her core. She could feel the way her body responded, the way her nipples hardened, the way her asshole tightened around his cock. She was a ghost, but she was alive in this moment, alive in his love. It was a beautiful sight, the way he was worshiping her body, giving her love as he took pleasure in it.
Evelyn wished she were alive, so she could let him feel the warmth inside her ass where his cock was making love to her. But she wasn’t, so instead , she focused on the sensations she could feel, the love she could see in his eye. She let him slowly fuck her ass, let him go as deep as his cock would. She let his hands love her tits and her ass. She let him make her cum on his cock, over and over, giving her all his love.
His hands were magic, his cock a wand that stirred her soul. She could feel the pleasure building, the heat in her core, the tension in her muscles. She was a ghost, but she was alive in this moment, alive in his love.
Ben's thrusts became more urgent, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her ass with more force. He could feel the way her muscles tightened around him, the way her body trembled with pleasure. He could feel the way her asshole clenched and unclenched, the way it begged for him to fill it.
“Let go son, my ass wants your cum. Let it take it all” she moaned, encouraging him to use her asshole to dump his load.
He looked at her, how lovingly she had offered him that. He smiled, and since his cock was already deep in her hole, he nodded and let go. His cock pulsed, and Evelyn felt the first torrent coming out, splattering inside her ass. She smiled back, looking at him over her shoulder as his thick creamy load, exacerbated by his hyperspermia began to flow in her ass. He was cumming hard, his cock throbbing with each pulse . She just kept her eyes on his, smiling at him, letting him know she was enjoying being filled up by his release.
Ben’s eyes were locked on his mom’s blue gaze. His hand still on her fat asscheeks, kneading them gently as his big cock was spurting out cum in a steady river like flow. Evelyn stayed there, bent over receiving it all. His load came out of his cock, hot and creamy, coating the tight walls of her ass. Then it flowed up, and with the form of a ghost, the cum didn’t find an obstacle going further and reaching her belly, settling there like a warm, comforting blanket. Evelyn could feel it, the warmth, the love, the pleasure. It was a sensation she had never experienced before, a feeling that was both foreign and familiar. It was the feeling of being alive, of being loved, of being filled.
Ben's hands moved to her waist, holding her steady as he continued to pulse inside her. His deluge of cum didn’t seem to wanna stop, it just came pouring so steadily, so thickly, so hotly.
She could feel the way his cock throbbed inside her, the way it pulsed with each spurt of cum. All it said to her was how much he loved her, how much he needed her. She could feel the way his hands trembled on her waist, the way his breath came in short, sharp gasps. He was spent, but he was still inside her, still connected to her. She didn't want to move, didn't want to break the moment. She wanted to stay like this forever, with him inside her, his love filling her up.
Ben's hands moved from her waist to her back, his fingers tracing the lines of her spine. He could feel the way she trembled, the way she leaned into his touch. He could feel the love radiating from her, the desire, the need.
It was a heady mix, a potent elixir that fueled his own desire.
Ben's hands moved to her tits, squeezing them, kneading them as he pulled her up, back onto him her back against his chest, his cock inside her. “It was so nice honey, see all your cum in now in my belly”, she said indicating her translucent body where almost a pitcher full of his cum was visible. Ben looked down, his eyes widening at the sight. He had never cum that much, not even in his wildest fantasies. But seeing it there, in his mother's belly, made him feel a sense of pride and possessiveness. It was his, all of it, and it was inside her.
“You liked it, didn’t you?” he asked, his voice soft and gentle. “I could feel you cumming, over and over again. You loved it, didn’t you?” Evelyn nodded, her eyes fluttering closed as she leaned back against him. “Yes, Benjamin,” she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of love and lust. “I loved it. I loved feeling you inside me, loved feeling your love. I think I would like it if you did that more often, if you filled me up like that every day. I want to be your ghostly lover, Benjamin. I want to be the one you turn to when you need comfort, when you need pleasure. I want to be your everything.
Ben's arms tightened around her, his hands moving to her stomach, his fingers tracing the outline of his cum inside her. "I want that too, Mom," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "I want to be with you like this, always. I want to love you, to pleasure you, to fill you up."
Her eyes were filled with a soft, loving gaze, her lips curved into a gentle smile. “Can you see baby, see how your cock is so deep in my ass”, she pointed to her translucent body, where his cock was still buried deep inside her. Ben nodded, his eyes widening as he saw the sight. He could see the way his cock was stretching her asshole, the way it was filling her up. He could see the way her body was glowing, the way her skin was shimmering. It was a sight that filled him with a sense of awe and wonder. He had never seen anything like it before, had never felt anything like this. It was a dream come true, a fantasy made real.
“It’s so beautiful, Mom,” he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. “I never thought I’d see this, never thought I’d feel this.
It’s like a dream come true,” Ben whispered, his hands moving to her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He could feel the way she trembled, the way she leaned into him, her body seeking his touch, his love.
Evelyn turned her head, her blue eyes meeting his gaze. “It’s not a dream, Benjamin,” she said softly, her voice filled with love. “It’s real. We’re real. This is real. And I want it to stay that way, always.”
Ben nodded, his heart swelling with emotion. “It will, Mom,” he promised. “I’ll make sure of it.
I’ll make sure we’re always together, always loving each other, always making love like this,” Ben said, his voice filled with determination.
Evelyn turned in his arms, her eyes filled with a soft, loving gaze. “I believe you, Benjamin,” she said softly, her voice filled with love. “I believe you because I see it in your eyes, in your touch. You mean it, Benjamin,” Evelyn whispered, her voice filled with a mix of love and gratitude.
Being able to see his cock inside her ass through her shimmering form, Ben was so happy, he was elated to see his mom’s translucent body glowing with his cum. He could see the way his cock was stretching her, the way it was filling her up. It was a sight that filled him with a sense of pride and possessiveness.
Ben's hands moved to her waist, his fingers tracing the curves of her body. He could feel the way her muscles tensed and released, the way her breath came in soft, sultry moans.
Had someone been out in the buildings opposite to theirs, they’d have seen a young man trying to fuck air. Or a silhouette.
For the ghostly figure that was Evelyn Reed was not air, but something far more tangible. Her body, though translucent, was solid to the touch, her curves soft and inviting. Her skin, while not warm, was not cold either, but held a pleasant, ethereal temperature that was uniquely her own.
The sun had come up on their head, and Ben was sweating having fucked her for so long. Even though he hadn’t been very rough and hard, but he had spent the better part of the morning making love to her. The balcony was now filled with the scent of their love, a mix of sweat, cum, and the faint, sweet smell of her ghostly skin.
Evelyn was still connected to him, his cock in her ass still there. But she knew they should move back inside, out of the sun.
She turned to him, her eyes filled with a soft, loving gaze. "Let's go inside, Benjamin," she said softly, her voice filled with a mix of love and concern. "It's getting hot out here, and I don't want you to get too tired."
Ben nodded, his hands moving to her waist, lifting her off his cock with a gentle pull. He could feel the way her body trembled, the way her muscles tensed and released as he pulled her off him. He could feel the way her asshole clenched around him, the way it begged for him to stay inside her.
He led her back inside, his hands still on her waist, his fingers tracing the curves of her body.
The air conditioning was a welcome relief, the cool air prickling his sweat-kissed skin. Evelyn shivered slightly, her translucent form flickering like a candle flame in the breeze.
"Here, let me get you a blanket," Ben said, his voice filled with concern. He grabbed a soft, plush throw from the back of the couch and wrapped it around her shoulders, tucking it in at the front. It was a strange sight, the blanket seemed to pass through her spectral form, yet it clung to her, outlining her curves as if she were solid.
Evelyn looked down at herself, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Thank you, Benjamin," she said softly, “but I am not cold, not in this form. Plus, I love when you look at my curves, my tits all day when I am around you”, she said.
Ben looked at her, his eyes filled with a soft, loving gaze. “I can’t help it, Mom,” he said softly, his voice filled with emotion. “You’re beautiful, and I love looking at you. I love every curve of your body, every inch of your skin.”
Evelyn’s heart swelled with love, as he sat next to her and laid his head on her translucent lap. “Mmmm just like old times, my baby resting in my lap” she cooed happily, and then a wicked grin appeared on her face, “only now you’re doing it after you’ve fucked my ass”.
Ben chuckled, his hand moving to her thigh, squeezing it gently. “I never thought I’d hear you talk like this, Mom,” he said, his voice filled with amusement. “I never thought I’d be doing these things with you either,” Evelyn replied, her voice soft and filled with love. “But here we are, living our own little fantasy, aren’t we?” Ben nodded, his hand moving to her stomach, his fingers tracing the outline of his cum inside her. “Yes, we are,” he said softly, his voice filled with a mix of love and desire. “And I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Evelyn’s hand moved to his hair, her fingers running through the soft strands.
“So, are you going to start work today at all?”, she asked as he was now gently fondling her tits while she ran her fingers through his hair.
Ben looked up at her, with a soft, loving gaze. “Ummm, I don’t feel like to be honest. I am in my mom’s lap, playing with her tits. Why would I want to get up”.
Ben asked, his voice filled with contentment. “I have everything I need right here.” Evelyn smiled down at him, her heart swelling with love. “You say that now, but you have responsibilities, Benjamin. You can't just spend all your time with me.” Ben's hand stilled on her breast, his expression turning serious. “Why not, Mom? You're my responsibility now, aren't you? I promised to take care of you, to love you, always.” Evelyn's breath caught in her throat, her eyes welling up with tears. “Oh, Benjamin,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. “You don't know how much that means to me. Alright, I’ll allow you to forgo work one day, since you do it from home anyway. Today you can instead do me okay?”, she said sheepishly, acquiescing to his request.
Ben's smile widened and he leaned in, pressing a soft, chaste kiss to her lips. “Thank you, Mom,” he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude. “I promise, I'll make it up to you. I'll work extra hard tomorrow to make up for today.” Evelyn's heart swelled with love, her fingers tangling in his hair. “I know you will, Benjamin,” she said softly, her voice filled with pride. “I know you will.”
Ben's hands moved back to her waist, his fingers tracing the curves of her body. He could feel the way her muscles tensed and released, the way her breath came in soft, sultry moans. It was a sound made his cock twitch and harden once more. That was noticed by Evelyn, who chuckled softly.
“Damn baby, you fucked me for about an hour. You really find me sexy enough to be hard again?” she asked, laughing but now gently stroking his cock while he kneaded her huge tits. Ben 's eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping his lips. "You know I do," he said, his voice filled with desire. "You're beautiful, Mom. Every inch of you is perfect." Evelyn's heart swelled with love, her fingers tightening around his cock. The way he had so simply and honestly expressed his desire for her, his need to be with her, it filled her with a warmth that transcended her spectral form. She could feel it, a soft glow that seemed to radiate from her core, spreading outwards, filling her with a sense of completeness. She had never felt this way before, not even when she was alive. It was a love that was both profound and intoxicating, a love that made her feel alive, even in death.
Ben's eyes fluttered open, his gaze meeting hers. He could see the way her lips curved into a soft, loving smile, the way her fingers tightened around his cock. “Stay here like this for a while?”, he offered her, squeezing her tit, while her hand stroked his massive length. “Mhm”, Evelyn hummed, loving the gentle squeeze on her tit, and the way his cock was now throbbing in her hand.
She leaned down, her lips finding his in a soft, chaste kiss. Then pulled back, getting both her hands on the big cock , stroking it gently.
Ben's eyes met hers, and he could see the love in her eyes, he asked “this is so relaxing no?”.
Evelyn nodded, her eyes fluttering closed as she continued to stroke him. “It is, Benjamin,” she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of love and contentment. “It’s like we’re in our own little world, just you and me.”
Ben's hands moved to her hair, his fingers tangling in the soft blonde locks. He could feel the way her muscles tensed and released as she stroked him.
“You know, I never thought I’d be doing this with my mom,” Ben said softly, sounding awed by his own life. “I mean of course I had fantasies that I told you, but this casually, having this as normal”. Evelyn could understand what he meant, she smiled, her hands didn’t leave his cock. “Focus on my tits baby, forget all that. We have this now, you have my holes honey, forever”, she replied, making him smile. Evelyn’s voice was soft, yet filled with a passion that was both intoxicating and comforting. Ben smiled back.
His eyes focused on how her tit gave in as he squeezed it, how she bit her lip and a low moan escaped when he tugged it. Evelyn was a marvel, even as a ghost.
Her translucent form shimmered in the soft light of the living room, her curves outlined by the blanket that seemed to cling to her spectral body. Ben's eyes traced the lines of her form, from the swell of her breasts to the gentle curve of her hips, to the full, round bottom that he had come to know so intimately. He could see the way her muscles tensed and released as she moved, the way her skin seemed to glow with an otherworldly light. It was a sight that never failed to captivate him, to fill him with a sense of awe and wonder.
His hands moved to her waist, his fingers tracing the curves of her body. “Come lay with me, mum. I think your pussy needs this” he said pointing to his cock. Evelyn smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I think you’re right, son. I think my pussy needs to be filled by your big, hard cock,” she said, her voice filled with a mix of love and desire. She stood up, the blanket falling to the floor, revealing her ghostly form in all its glory. Ben's eyes widened as he took in the sight, his cock throbbing in anticipation.
He lay back on the couch, his hands moving to his sides, inviting her to come to him. Evelyn smiled, her eyes filled with a soft, loving gaze. She straddled him, her hands moving to his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. Then he pulled her down so she was cuddling her and her weight impaled her on his cock as she went down in her arms . Ben's hands moved to her ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her down further, his cock sliding deeper inside her. Evelyn moaned, her head falling back as she felt the way he filled her up, the way he stretched her. She could feel the way her pussy clenched around him, the way it begged for more.
“Mmmm, looks like your pussy wanted my cock to slide home no?”, Ben teased her as his hands massaged the fat cheeks of her ass.
Evelyn giggled, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt the way his cock moved inside her, the way it filled her up. “Mmm, I think so too. Stay in as long as you want, dump as many loads”, she said as she saw his previous load move in her translucent belly as his cock pushed in and out of her pussy. Ben saw that too and it was so sexy, his mother’s translucent body moving with his thrusts, his cum in her belly shaking like liquid in a glass . He loved it, he loved seeing her like this, loved seeing her body move with his, loved seeing his cum inside her. He loved her, and he loved this, this strange, beautiful, intimate connection they shared.
They were laying on the couch, facing each other as Ben's cock slid in and out of her pussy, his hands on her ass, guiding her movements. Evelyn's eyes were closed, her head thrown back, her mouth open in a silent moan. Her translucent body glowed softly, her curves outlined by the light from the window. She was beautiful, so incredibly beautiful, and Ben couldn't get enough of her.
Ben's hands moved from her ass to her waist, his fingers tracing the curves of her body. He could feel the way her muscles tensed and released as he moved, the way her skin seemed to shimmer under his touch. He loved the way she felt, the way she moved, the way she responded to him. He put his hands on her tits, squeezing them as he fucked his mom, who loved him enough to let her hole please him like that.
Evelyn's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting his. When she saw his eyes, the love in them as he was so lovingly sliding his cock in her pussy, she wanted to melt away, become just a vessel that he could take his pleasure from. She could feel the sheer love in the way he was squeezing her tits, like kneading a heavenly orb. He was so gentle yet his love was so intense.
She could feel it in every thrust, in every squeeze of her tits. It was a love that was both tender and passionate, a love that made her feel both cherished and desired. She could feel her own desire rising, her own passion igniting. She wanted him, she wanted him so much. She wanted to feel him cum inside her, wanted to feel his love fill her up.
Ben's hands moved from her tits to her back, his fingers tracing the lines of her spine. He could feel her desire, her need. It was a palpable thing, a tangible force that seemed to fill the air around them, making it thick and heavy with anticipation. With one hand he caressed her back, and the other he squeezed her tit like it was a ripe fruit, ready to burst in his hand. Evelyn's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering closed as she leaned into his touch, her body arching towards him.
"Benjamin," she whispered, her voice barely audible, yet filled with a raw, primal need. "I want you to cum inside me again."
Ben's eyes widened, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never heard her speak like this before, never heard her voice filled with such raw, unbridled desire. He nodded, and grabbed her tit tighter, pulling her close and unleashed his cock. Cum flew out like a dam had burst, a thick stream going in, flooding her pussy, being accepted in by her shimmering translucent body. The load from earlier joining the new one, making her belly look like a full glass of cum. Ben's body tensed, his cock throbbing inside her, filling her up with his love. Evelyn's eyes fluttered closed, her mouth open in a silent moan as she felt the way his cock pulsed inside her, the way it filled her up.
Ben's hands moved to her waist, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her down further, his cum sliding deeper inside her belly. Cum kept spilling in her pussy, getting mixed with the load already there, filling up her belly. With each pulse of his cock, cum shot into her belly, glowing in her shimmering body.
She could see the love in his eyes, Evelyn could feel it, a warmth that spread from her core as her son dumped his hot cum inside of her. She kept kissing him, letting his cock pulse, letting him feel her pussy hug his cock. Evelyn's eyes fluttered closed, her head falling back as she felt the way he filled her up, the way he stretched her. It was just pleasure that she felt in that, as his cum filled up inside her, as his cock stretched her pussy so far not even his father had been able to.
The morning had turned into afternoon as they made love, his cock in his mother’s warm welcoming pussy, keeping his cock in a tight embrace milking the gallon of cum he was dumping with each spurt.
The sun had shifted across the sky, casting long shadows through the living room window, but neither of them noticed. The world outside had faded into insignificance, reduced to a distant hum of existence that meant nothing compared to the connection they shared.
Ben’s hands moved to Evelyn’s hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he guided her movements. She was riding him now, her body moving in a slow, sensual rhythm that made his breath hitch. Her translucent form shimmered in the dim light, her curves outlined by the faint glow of her spectral energy. He could see the way her muscles tensed and released with each movement, the way her skin seemed to ripple like water under his touch. Her breasts bounced gently with the motion.
It was a few minutes since he began cumming that his cock stopped pulsing in her. Evelyn's body was still trembling, her pussy still clenching around him, milking the last drops of his cum. Ben's hands moved to her back, his fingers tracing the lines of her spine as he pulled her down to him, their bodies pressing together. He could feel the way her heart raced, matching the rhythm of his own. He could feel the way her breath came in soft, ragged gasps, mirroring his own. They lay like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. There was a soft, contented smile on her lips, a look of pure bliss in her eyes.
Ben could feel the way her body relaxed against his, the way her muscles went lax, her limbs heavy with satisfaction. There was a soft, loving look in her eyes, a look that made Ben's heart swell with emotion. “Look at your stomach ma, look at the glow , my cum is sloshing inside you” he said as she floated up, straddling him as he sat up. Evelyn looked down at her translucent belly, watching the way his seed swirled inside her like liquid silver. Her translucent belly shimmering with the thick, pearlescent liquid that pulsed.
She could see the way it moved, the way it swirled and shifted, a living, breathing thing that seemed to have a life of its own. It was a sight that was both mesmerizing and erotic, a testament to the love and passion they shared.
Ben's eyes followed the path of his cum, his gaze tracing the lines of her spectral form as it moved inside her. He could see the way it filled her up, the way it made her glow. He pointed at his cock, still hard, stretching her pussy.
"Look at that, Mom. My cock, inside your pussy” he pointed at his hard cock visible through her translucent shape. Evelyn looked down, where their bodies were connected and saw his thick shaft buried deep inside her, her pussy stretched around it.
She could see the way it pulsed, the way it throbbed with life, even after all the cum he had already spilled inside her.
She looked up at Ben, her eyes filled with a soft, loving gaze. "It looks beautiful. Like it belongs in there, in me” she said softly. Ben hadn’t expected that to be her reply, but he loved those words. “You mean that?”, he asked, hoping for a yes. “Of course, I do, Benjamin,” she said softly, eyes locked on to her son’s cock, hard inside her. “I told you, it belongs in me. And anytime you want, it can be in me again,” Evelyn whispered, her fingers tracing the outline of his cock through her translucent flesh. The way her body shimmered around him, the way his seed pulsed inside her like liquid silver, it was mesmerizing. She could feel the warmth of his presence, the weight of his love pressing against her in ways that defied the laws of the physical world.
Ben exhaled, his fingers tightening on her hips. “You’re… different now,” he murmured, his voice rough with emotion. “Not just in body, but in everything.”
Evelyn tilted her head, a slow, knowing smile curling her lips.
“Am I, Benjamin?” she asked, her voice soft and sultry. “How so?” Ben's eyes met hers, and he could see the way her gaze had changed, the way it had grown more intense, more focused. It was as if she was looking at him, really looking at him, in a way that she never had before. “You're... more present,” he said, his voice hesitant as he tried to put his thoughts into words. “More... tangible. Your body, your touch, it's... more real.” Evelyn's smile widened, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Is that so?” she asked, her voice filled with a playful teasing, “or is just because you’re feeling the insides of me on your cock?”. Ben snickered, “ Yeah, that’s part of it, but you know what I mean. You’re… more *you* now. Like you’re not just here—you’re *here*.” He squeezed her hips, feeling the way her spectral flesh gave slightly under his grip, like warm wax.
Evelyn leaned down, her breath ghosting over his lips. “Maybe I’m just realizing how much I *want* to be here,” she whispered. “With you.” Her fingers traced the line of his jaw, her touch lingering. “I never thought I’d feel this way again. Never really thought I would want my son to be fucking me all day, sliding his cock in my ass, dumping load after load for me”.
Ben’s eyes looked like saucers as she described how she actually wanted to engage in the dirty acts she had so easily offered him earlier, his cock twitching inside her. Evelyn grinned as she saw that twitch through her translucent body. “Mhmm”, she said assuring him, “I do, I want load after loads of cum, if that makes you happy son”. Ben’s eyes finally returned to normal and he smiled. He was still inside her, his cock throbbing, and she could feel it. She could feel the way it pulsed, the way it seemed to grow even harder inside her.
Giving him a small peck on his nose, she floated up, and off his cock. He smiled watching her float, a smile on her face, her body still naked as he had seen her since the first time she appeared as a ghost to him. His load was sloshing in her as she was floating away.
Evelyn turned around, her eyes locked onto Ben's, a mischievous glint in them. She pointed to her translucent belly, where his cum was still visible, swirling like liquid silver, “you really filled me up, like a lot”. Ben's eyes went to it, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Mhmm” he said, chuckling softly. Evelyn could see the way his eyes traced the lines of her spectral form, the way they lingered on the swirling mass of his cum inside her. She spoke, floating and making the cum jiggle inside of her, “Looks so salacious no?” she asked. Ben agreed , “Yeah, it does. It's like... it's like I can see my love for you, inside you.”
Evelyn's heart swelled at his words, her spectral form glowing brighter. “So…how many times you think you can fuck me…if that’s all we decide to do for a day”. The question didn’t surprise Ben really, he had already fucked her thrice and it was barely afternoon. He replied to her after a second of pause, “Honestly, I don’t know. But your body is just so sexy, so hot, and especially with my cum visible in your stomach. I’ll be hard everytime I glance at you. I mean you are naked in case you forgot”, he added laughing.
Evelyn giggled , “Smartass. Good answer though. I like that you're thinking with your cock now," Evelyn teased.
“Uh ahh, don’t go being so cocky ma”, he said looking at her floating form, “I’ll bend you over right now again, and pound that ass until you beg for my cum”, his words had no menace, just a snickering laughter.
“Oh really” his mother said turning around in the air, showing off her plump ass to him, “and why do you think I would mind?”.
Ben's grin widened, a slow, appreciative smile spreading across his face. “Well, when you put it that way.” he said, pulling his phone out , just to swipe away old notifications. An idea struck him and he pointed the phone at his mother’s ghost.
“What are you doing? Trying to see if camera actually captures ghosts?” Evelyn asked, her eyes narrowing as she watched Ben hold the phone up to her. She floated closer, her translucent form shimmering in the soft light of the living room. Ben's eyes widened as he saw the way her body seemed to ripple with the movement, the way her breasts bounced gently as she moved.
“Just trying to see if it works,” he said, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and excitement. “I mean, you’re a ghost, right? Shouldn’t you be able to show up on camera?”
Evelyn laughed, a soft, melodic sound that filled the room. “I don’t know, Benjamin.
I’ve never tried before. But I suppose there’s no harm in trying,” Evelyn said, her voice filled with a playful curiosity. She floated closer to the phone, her translucent form shimmering in the soft light of the living room. Ben held the phone steady, his eyes locked onto the screen as he tried to capture her image.
“Okay, say ‘cheese’,” he said, a grin spreading across his face. Evelyn laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Cheese,” she said, her voice filled with a soft, sultry tone that made Ben's heart race.
Ben snapped the picture, his eyes widening as he saw the result. There, on the screen, was a clear image of Evelyn.
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