expertofpossession: “Smokin’ Hot”“I’ll be back in a minute, Guys. Pa
expertofpossession: “Smokin’ Hot” “I’ll be back in a minute, Guys. Papa needs a smoke break,” Ethan stated as he got up from the poker table. He and his friends were having a guys night playing poker when the urge to smoke hit him. He left the table and went out to the back porch where he normally took his afternoon smokes and sat down on the windowsill. Ethan was tall, dark, and slender. He was the most attractive man in his neighborhood, and with his chic style, he was nearly irresistible in his sexual appeal. Ethan reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his packet of cigarettes. He slid out the last remaining stick and tossed the empty pack over to the side. Swiftly, he pulled out a lighter and lit his cigarette. He took a long drag and blew out the exhaust through his nose. “God, I love a good smoke.” He took another drag, but this time, he felt something other than smoke come into his mouth. It had a rubbery feel, like a small balloon. He drew back and checked the cigarette, but nothing seemed wrong. He shrugged it off and took another quick puff, but this time, he felt the same rubbery thing go down into is mouth, but this time it went further down into his throat. His eyes bugged, and he pulled the stick from his mouth. When he did, he stared in horror at what was hanging out of his mouth. A large ghost was hanging halfway inside and halfway outside of his mouth. The ghosts tail was halfway down his throat. The ghost turned and looked at him with a big grin. “I love a good smoke, too. A smoking hot Fleshie.” The ghost pulled his tail out of Ethan’s mouth and turned himself to face him. “Wha… What!?” Ethan yelled. The ghost laughed, and as Ethan opened his mouth to yell, the ghost made his move. The ghost dove headfirst into Ethan’s mouth. Ethan’s screams were muffled by the ghost’s body cramming down his throat. Ethan stumbled back against the wall as the ghost forced himself inside. The ghost pushed harder and harder inside as a rubbery sound filled the air. Ethan couldn’t help it, but an erection grew inside his pants. The ghost had reached his stomach, and the last little bit of his tail was whipping around the outside of his mouth. With a small “fwwwp,” the ghost’s tail disappeared inside his mouth. His lips closed around the tail, and his mouth filled with ectoplasm. He dances around wildly as the ghost filled him up. He could feel him expanding into his legs and arms. When the ghost reached his boner, Ethan reached down and grabbed his rock-hard member with both hands as he danced around. Finally, Ethan was forced to swallow the ectoplasm, and with a boom, the ghost settled inside him. Ethan let out a small laugh as he felt his cock, but it wasn’t his voice. “Well, well big guy. As much as I’d love to take this monster for a ride right now, I think there are some guys in there who would like to take it more.” The ghost walked to the door, crushing the cigarette under Ethan’s boot. He opened the door and yelled inside, “Hey, boys,” he patted Ethan’s erection, “why don’t we play another game instead.” He laughed, ready for the night of boning ahead. -- source link