Chapter 2 - Ghost

The party had taken a while to get going, but, Olivia felt, it was doing pretty well now. She hadn't been to sure about the invitation to the off-campus house -- she had heard that things sometimes got a bit too wild there -- but right now, everything was going fine. She had admired the costumes -- and the fact that most of them were pretty revealing -- before getting to talk to some cool people and dancing to a couple of songs, mostly with her girlfriend, Haley.

Then, when they had both started to get a little overheated, they had found that the kitchen was a lot quieter, and had moved there to cool off. Now, she was talking to a pretty brunette in a devil costume while her girlfriend caught up with a guy from one of her classes. She had managed to get a couple of beers and was pleasantly buzzed. The girl she was talking to was easy on the eyes in her corset and fishnets. She wasn't going to make a pass or anything, but she was nice to look at while Olivia's energy recharged for the next round of dancing.

The girl -- Mandy, she had said her name was -- was explaining with expansive gestures how this music wasn't really her thing but that she liked the clear rhythm to dance to when the lights flickered, then went out for a second while the music faltered as well. Olivia was just about to go check what was wrong when the lights came back and the music started up with a burst of static. There seemed to be some more bass to it now, but as long as it kept going Olivia decided that it was not her problem.

Mandy ended her explanation, and Olivia nodded.

"Yeah, I guess I can agree with that." She blinked and looked closer. The girl's eyes were a very vivid green, with vertically slitted pupils. "Hey, I hadn't noticed those! Aren't contacts like that uncomfortable?"

The girl looked confused, then turned her head to look at her reflection in the microwave. "Oh..." she said, then looked down at her arms.

They were covered in red body paint, which Olivia hadn't noticed either. It must either be because of the dimmed lights or because she was a little more drunk than she had thought. In the shifting light coming through from the main room, it almost looked as if the color was darkening. The girl raised a hand and looked at it, flexing her fingers and tapping her sharpened black fingernails together.

"OH!" she exclaimed, then looked around.

Her eyebrows rose. She turned to Olivia.

"Er, just a minute. I just need to..."

She trailed off as she turned away, then quickly moved back to the main room.

Olivia watched her leave, then shrugged. It was about time she and Haley got back to dancing anyway.

As she walked up to her girlfriend, she felt a sudden blast of heat. The AC must be acting up because of the power glitch.

She slung an arm around Hayley's shoulders and pressed herself against her side.

"Hey babe, wanna go for another dance?"

Haley turned to her, swiping at the brim of her witch's hat to keep it out of face. She had made it herself, to turn her black-dress-and-old-fashioned-broom combo into a witch's costume, but the stiffening in the brim was clearly failing. Olivia thought she looked great anyway.

"Sounds good, let's..." She broke off. "Er... honey," she added, uncertainly, her eyes widening as she looked Olivia up and down.

Olivia took a step back and looked down at herself. Her costume was a multi-layered sheet with ragged hems that had looked pretty basic in the store, but the semi-sheer quality and the way it floated around her with every movement really sold the ghostly effect. She had added an old-fashioned corset and skirt underneath that just showed through the costume.

But right now those items of clothing were a lot more visible than she remembered them being. The ghost costume seemed to be a lot more transparent and wispy, fluttering even in the least air movements inside the house. She looked at them, puzzled.

Haley reached out to get a loser look, but she gasped when her fingers passed right through the trailing cloth.

"What the fuck?"

Olivia had almost forgotten the guy Haley had been talking to was even there until his outburst. She spun around to face him, and saw that he was staring at her with wide eyes.

"I can see right through you!" he exclaimed.

He reached out as well, and his hand passed through her arm -- that she now saw was, indeed, semi-transparent -- without slowing. As it did so, her body felt strange for a moment, and there was a brief sensation of cold in the fingers of her other hand.

"Cold..." he muttered.

Haley reached out from behind her to lay a hand on her shoulder, and Olivia suddenly felt like her heart was hammering in her chest, and the feeling of cold returned to her hand, but now she could tell that it was like the sensations were coming from a distance, as if they did not quite belong to her. There was a brief feeling of haziness in her mind, and when it lifted, she suddenly understood. Not knowledge, exactly, but more a new instinct.

"I think..." she mused, then reached out to the guy again.

Her hand passed through his shoulder again, but this time she held it there and concentrated, paying attention to what she was feeling. She was aware of her own body -- if she could still call it that -- though there was a sensation of weightlessness there. In addition, she could feel what she now realized were the sensations coming from his body. The coldness in her -- his -- shoulder where she was touching it, the sticky sensation of the zombie makeup he was wearing, the tension in his posture as he looked at her hand reaching into his shoulder.

"This is weird," she said.

"Weird?" Haley said, incredulously. "It's bizarre! Unbelievable! What the hell-"

She broke off, then shook her head as a sudden wave of warmth passed through them. Olivia felt it twice, once from herself and once from the guy. It made them both pause for a second, as well.

Then Olivia realized she was getting a new sensation from the guy, and after only a moment it sparked a new thought.

"It's an opportunity!" she grinned over her shoulder at Haley.

"What?" her girlfriend asked, echoed by the guy, but with the sudden instinct for what she could do now, Olivia jumped at the opportunity.

She had always been impulsive, and figuring out what was going on was quickly becoming less important than taking advantage of the opportunities the situation presented.

She dove forward, pushing right through the arm the guy held up, throwing herself completely into him. It took a moment, and she almost fell over as she settled into his body, but then she found herself looking back at her girlfriend. She was looking down at her, a new sensation since she was normally a couple of inches shorter.

"See?" she said, triumphantly, spreading her longer, more muscular arms.

Haley looked stunned. "Olivia! You're... in there?"

"Exactly!"

She ran her hands over her borrowed body, feeling unfamiliar shapes of muscles under the ragged, fake-blood-stained clothes. There was a muted sensation of the guy's thoughts in the back of her mind, but he was easy to ignore.

"I always wondered what it was like to be a guy, you know, I know I can try it. Not forever, of course, but just to test it out!"

"But... Shouldn't we-" Haley began, until Olivia took her by the shoulders.

"C'mon, baby. You're bi. Don't you want to try this out?"

She reached down, cupping herself between her borrowed legs and feeling the hardness there that had sparked this line of thought.

Haley looked down, her eyes widening at the sight of the bulge visible through the jeans.

"Why are you thinking about that right now?" she asked, but she sounded uncertain.

"You're thinking it too," Olivia grinned, pushing through the distraction of the unfamiliar feeling of stubble on her face, "I know you. And you're blushing."

"Um..." Haley stammered, reaching up to Olivia's temporary arm, then tightening her grip and running it along the muscles of her upper arm.

Olivia wasn't attracted to guys, but she could appreciate that this one was at least fit.

"I don't think this is going to last beyond tonight," she said, leaning closer. She didn't know why, but she had a feeling. "But right now I've got a dick and I always wanted to know what that felt like."

"But... You can't just... take over Frank's body."

Haley had a hand on Olivia's upper arm, but from the expression on her face she didn't really want to hold her back.

"He's still in here," Olivia explained, grinning. "I can feel him in here, and he can still feel everything. He's into you, you know. I'm sure he won't mind getting to fuck you, even if he's not the one in control."

Haley winces for a second at Olivia's choice of words.

"But..."

"No buts. I know you miss dick sometimes, so take the opportunity."

Olivia leans in and catches her girlfriend's lower lip between her teeth. Haley lets out a shuddering breath, and Olivia goes in for a kiss. It feels strange, the shape of her borrowed mouth is different than she is used to, and the feeling of stubble on her cheeks is very strange, but she doesn't mind because Haley rapidly makes up her mind and kisses back.

It's different like this. Olivia's hands quickly tangle in her girlfriends blonde hair, tilting her head up to keep their lips together as she straightens up in her borrowed body. Haley's hands roam over unfamiliar muscles in Olivia's back, then down to grab at her ass. The guy -- Frank -- has a nice ass for a guy, and having it grabbed while on the inside feels good. The feeling of her temporary dick twitching at the contact is weird but not unwelcome.

Olivia senses a feeling of pleasure from where Frank's mind is buried under her presence. The vague feeling of struggle quickly ceases. He must have decided to go along for the ride, which Olivia is not at all surprised by. She would, too, for a chance with her smoking hot girlfriend.

It isn't long before she and Haley are gasping as they grind against each other, two pairs of hands groping every inch of skin they can reach. Haley's leg shifts forward through the slit in her dress, and her thigh grinds against Olivia's crotch. Olivia groans at the bolt of pleasure that shoots through her at the contact.

When her girlfriend shifts again, rubbing her body against the full length of Olivia's borrowed cock, Olivia growls deep in her throat. Taking control, she grabs Haley's ass with both hands and lifts her easily up, then deposits her on the edge of the kitchen table. Haley laughs as Olivia manhandles her into position and pulls her dress down off her shoulders to expose her soft, magnificent tits. She's still wearing a bra, but it's lacy and sheer and doesn't do much to block Olivia as she bends down to nip at a nipple.

"Oh!" Haley giggles.

Normally, Haley is the more assertive one in bed, but Olivia is feeling pretty aggressive right now. After a moment of fumbling with unfamiliarly thick fingers, she has the bra undone and drops it onto the table behind her girlfriend. She immediately begins peppering those familiar soft breasts with kisses, nips and nibbles, taking the opportunity to rub her stubbled cheek against them as well. That makes Haley laugh harder while Olivia grabs the hem of her dress and pulls it up until the thin black cloth is bunched around her waist, revealing a pair of frilly, sheer panties.

"Those are new," Olivia mumbles between her girlfriend's pillowy mounds.

"T- they were supposed to be a surprise for when we got home," Haley giggles. "But I guess you're getting it early."

Olivia smiles against her skin and shifts her attention back to her girlfriend's tits, though her hand stay on her thighs, moving slowly closer to her center.

Haley's panting breath grows harsher and more irregular while as she puts her hands on Olivia's head, holding her in place against her chest.

Olivia keeps going until her girlfriend's tits are covered in marks and hickeys and her nipples are little hard nubs. Then, when Haley is barely able to hold herself upright, Olivia moves on.

She drops down, landing on the tiles with a thump that hurts her knees, unfamiliar as she is with the greater weight of Frank's body. She doesn't pay attention to that, though, because her new position brings her face right to the level of those sheer panties. She takes a minute to appreciate sight of her girlfriend's pussy behind the thin damp cloth, her eyes moving from the tuft of dark blonde hair at the top over the pink nub of her clit down along her slick, swollen lips.

She licks her lips and reaches out, hooking her fingers in the waistband and reverently sliding the lingerie down the other girl's long, pale legs. She drops them to the floor and, pausing only to nip at one ankle, dies into the divine spot between those trembling thighs.

She begins with a long lick up the slit, her broader, rougher tongue covering the whole width of her girlfriend's lips and making her moan. Frank's sense of taste is different from her own, but the sweetness of her girlfriend's pussy is still her favorite taste in the world. She locked her mouth around her cunt, savoring the taste, the heat of it as she slowly began to lick up and down.

Every movement of the thighs tightening around her head drew her attention to the differences in the body she was wearing. The strange feeling of stubble from the inside as it rubbed against her girlfriend's skin was prominent, and so was the feeling of Frank's pointier nose rubbing through the soft hair above her pussy.

Haley seemed to appreciate it all, though, rapidly descending into a mixture of gasps, moans and harsh breaths as Olivia sped up, her familiarity with all her girlfriend's most sensitive spots not at all diminished by their unusual situation. Her unfamiliar tongue found every one of those spots, licking along the lips, plunging inside her pussy and occasionally flicking over the hard, pink clit.

It took only a couple of minutes of those moans growing increasingly loud and the pussy under Olivia's lips getting increasingly wet before they reached a crescendo. Haley's thighs clamped tightly around Olivia's head, the muscles trembling as she heard, the volume barely muffled by those thighs, Haley's moans turning into a scream that trailed off until she had used up all her breath.

Olivia stayed in position for a bit, giving little licks and avoiding the clit while her girlfriend came down from her orgasm and her body slowly relaxed.

When she heard her breathing slowly return to normal, Olivia stood up and looked down at her girlfriend sprawled on the kitchen table. Her rumpled dress was still bunched up around her middle, her legs were spread wide, her hair in disarray as one arm covered her eyes. Olivia could barely take her eyes off her girlfriend's slick, juice-covered crotch to appreciate the way her wonderful breasts moved with every deep breath.

She stood there for a few minutes until she became aware again of the rock-hard situation in her own pants. Moving slowly, never taking her gaze off her girlfriend, she slowly unbuttoned her pants, hissing at the spikes of pleasure every touch sent through her borrowed body, and pulled both them and the boxers underneath down at once.

She grinned at the sight of Frank's cock springing free to stand up proudly, the head already glistening with pre-cum.

She wasn't into guys and the sight of a dick didn't normally do anything for her, but the fact that she was in control of this one changed things. She gently took it in hand, getting the feel of it and judging its size. She and Hayley had several dildos to play with, and though they had ones bigger than the dick she was now sporting, this one still looked pretty nicely-sized. She pumped it a few times, familiarizing herself with the shape and the feelings of pleasure tingling through her.

It felt different than normal, and the feeling of her balls tightening as the pleasure built was strange, but she decided she liked it, as long as she had the opportunity.

She saw that Haley had recovered and was now looking up at her with lidded eyes, so she decided it was time for the main event. She shrugged off her shirt and jacket, enjoying the feeling of the fabric sliding over her muscular torso, then stepped back between Haley's legs and bent down to whisper in her ear.

"Ready, honey?"

Her girlfriend took a deep breath and put her hands on her shoulders.

"Yes. It's been a while, though..."

Olivia stood back up and smiled at her.

"Don't worry. We have toys bigger than this, right?"

She took hold of the base of her dick and waved it at her girlfriend, who snorted a laugh.

"Good girl. But I want to try a different position first."

Haley's eyebrows flew up as Olivia took her by the hips and flipped her over easily, bending her over the table. The hat had been lost a while ago, and as Olivia gently pressed her against the table with a hand at the small of her back, she enjoyed the way her girlfriend's long blonde hair haloed her head against the dark wood surface.

She admired the blush at the back of her neck, the lines of her back, and then the swell of her ass by the edge of the table.

"I love this view," she said, grabbing her girlfriend's hips with both hands and rubbing the dimples above her cheeks with her thumbs.

Haley hummed in pleasure as she pillowed her head on her arms. She wiggled her hips in invitation.

"Come on, get to it," she teased.

Olivia positioned the other girl's legs with her hands, teasing them apart to give her a good view of her pink pussy. She teased it with a thumb, rubbing along the cleft and teasing it open.

Then she took a deep breath and took her temporary cock in hand, angling the glistening tip toward her girlfriend's opening. She moved forward, and her knees almost buckled at the bolt of sensation as her cockhead slid along the cleft of her pussy.

"Wow, babe..." she breathed.

Haley laughed huskily, and Olivia tried again.

"This feels way better than a strap-on," she giggled, and tried again.

This time her cock slid inside just half an inch, and she had to stop at the sudden slick heat around the tip. She breathed deeply, moving back and forth less than an inch a few times, trying to get used to the feeling to keep from shooting off immediately.

"Ready?"

"Yes, ready! Are you?" Haley giggled. "Stick it in already, babe!"

Olivia straightened up, set her jaw, and thrust forward further this time.

"Fuck..." she breathed, as half her length disappeared into her girlfriend's hot, wet pussy.

Both her hands gripped her girl's ass tightly. She moved deeper slowly, savoring every inch until she was finally buried all the way inside. She bent down, pressing her chest to Haley's back and pressing her against the table.

"You feel so good," she murmured into her hair, then gasped as Haley twisted her hips again and clenched her pussy around Olivia's rock-hard cock.

After a moment, when the spots disappeared from in front of her eyes, she leaned on her elbows and began moving her own hips. The movement felt jerky and clumsy, but the pleasure she felt with every unpracticed thrust made her breath catch. The sensations were strange, the pleasure feeling like it was coming from outside her body while very decidedly still being part of it, and the feeling of her balls swinging with every moment back and forth was just weird, but she very quickly decided that this was an experience she definitely would not have wanted to miss.

As she became used to the feeling and to the way this body moved, her motions became smoother, though she deliberately did not speed up, preferring to savor the feeling of her cock pumping in and out of her girlfriend's tight pussy. She could feel Frank's enjoyment, half-buried under her own presence, and that only increased the pleasure as her excitement built.

Haley was vocal under her, moaning and sifting and twisting in place as she was fucked, and as always Olivia couldn't imagine a better sound. She sped up without quite realizing it, her hips smacking into Haley's ass harder and harder. The feeling of her balls touching Haley's pussy with every thrust was unexpected, but only added to the pleasure.

She kept at it for a few minutes, feeling her excitement build, but after a while she decided she wanted to see what she was doing. She raised herself to standing and took hold of her girlfriend's ass again. She looked down at her cock, slick with fluids, disappearing into Haley with every thrust, and felt weak-kneed at the sight. She moved faster, feeling her own excitement slowly build toward her limit, an the thought occurred to her that she wanted to see more.

Frank's large, broad-fingered hands felt clumsy as she took firm hold of her girlfriend's cheeks and slowly spread them apart, revealing the lips hidden below so that she could see her length gliding between those puffy wet lips. She shuddered at the sight, and at that of the little pink hole winking at her from between those round cheeks as well.

She began pounding her girlfriend harder, every thrust making the table creak and jump, and after a few moments Haley moaned louder and shifted position to allow her arm to reach under herself, deft fingers finding the place where their bodies met. Olivia jumped at the feeling of those fingers caressing her cock where it entered her girlfriend, and Haley laughed before she moved on to teasing her own clit.

Olivia groaned. She could feel a tightness in her groin, and she knew she would not be able to last very much longer, and she didn't want to slow down.

It would be better if Haley came first, though, she considered. She took a steadying breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She swiped her thumb along Haley's lower lips, feeling them move with every one of her thrusts, and turned it to coat it in her girlfriend's juices.

Then, holding her girl's ass open with one hand, she pressed the pad of her thumb against that inviting rear hole. She held it there for half a second as Haley's breath hitched, then slowly but firmly pressed it inside.

Haley let out a near-shout as her entire body shuddered. Olivia felt her pussy clench around her thrusting cock while her asshole tightened sharply around the invading digit. She held it there, half inside, without neither thrusting inside not removing it. Neither of them were very experienced with ass play, but just a little penetration at the right time always made her girlfriend go wild.

It was hard to concentrate on keeping up her thrusts while her girlfriend twitched and groaned under her, but she knew she wouldn't have to hold out for very long.

Her climax was approaching quickly, and she knew that Haley wasn't far from hers, either. Then, a flash of inspiration struck. Her attention had been fixed on the girl under her in any case, but now she watched her like a hawk for the first sign of her orgasm as she continued to pound her velvety pussy and bite her tongue to hold off her own climax just a little longer.

Luckily, she didn't have long to wait. Before long, she heard the series of high-pitched gasps that indicated that her girlfriend was very close. With a grin, she twisted her thumb and pushed it just a little deeper into her spasming rear hole.

It was enough. Haley's breathed hitched, and she stiffened at the same time that her pussy clenched hard around Olivia's cock.

With all the concentration she could muster, this close to the edge, Olivia detached just a bit from the body she was possessing. Her unoccupied hand, now entirely translucent and glowing faintly greenish, broke free from Frank's arm. She could feel her control falter a little, but fortunately she and Frank were both united in purpose at the moment, so their thrusts barely faltered.

She took the opportunity immediately. Her hand moved, and as it passed through the surface of her girlfriend's beautiful ass, Olivia's mind was filled with all the sensations passing through Haley's body just as she reached her climax.

She could feel the smooth table under her body, the coolness on her left ass-cheek, the pleasure of the cock spearing her pussy again and again, the wonderful fullness of the thumb penetrating her forbidden hole. All of it combined into an overwhelming rush of pleasure as she felt a scream leave her lungs.

At the same time, she felt her hips slapping against the wet skin between the girl's legs, the slick heat surrounding her rock-hard cock, her muscles clenching as the tight feeling in her crotch built and built and a second later she came there too. The rush of seed pulsing through her cock, her balls tightening and spurting her girlfriend full of hot cum, the groan of all the air leaving her lungs as she collapsed forward, covering her girlfriend's body with hers.

The feeling of her thumb pulling out of that tight asshole -- the twinge as that ring of muscle was stretched just a little more, sending another jolt of pleasure through her climax-filled mind.

The world turned white as three people in two bodies groaned, gasped, twitched and shuddered in shared orgasm.

***

Olivia came to again an unknown time later. Her mind was hazy, and she wasn't sure what she was seeing at first, but after a while she realized she was floating near the ceiling, looking down at her girlfriend and Frank, sweaty bodies tangled together on the kitchen table, covered in both their fluids.

She smiled, the last remnants of two orgasms slowly fading away and leaving her noncorporeal body feeling all tingly.

A little while later, she realized she had some control again. She slowly drifted down, watching the blissful smile on her girlfriend's effort-reddened face.

"Hey, beautiful," she whispered. Her voice had a strange echo to it, as if it was coming form a deep tunnel.

Haley's blue eyes opened slowly.

"Hey," she said, smiling.

She raised a hand unsteadily.

Olivia reached for it, a pleasantly sore sensation filling her as she touched it.

"The night isn't over yet," she said, smiling wickedly. She listened carefully, and could hear moans and gasps coming from the rest of the house.  "Care to join me to see what else we can find to do at this party?"

Haley blinked slowly a few times, and then her expression changed to match Olivia's.

"Lead the way, girlfriend."

