Sadako : Soft Static

It had been a few months now since you had got ahold of that tape and your life was had never really been the same, mainly due to the fact that the tape was either possessed or cursed which meant that viewing it had some unforeseen consequences, one of which being mysterious phone calls you received after the fact. After that it was seven days of escalating tensions before the night of the seventh days where your tv would flicker on with static and she would crawl out of the TV, the entity initially scaring the daylights out of you, partially due to the fact that you had unplugged the TV a moment before but you didn’t expect what happened next to you when she finally got out the screen fully. It appeared that being inside of that tape for such a long time meant that she had been craving human interaction which led to you and her both having sex until you both were knocked unconscious with you expecting her to leave before you managed to wake up but that was simply not the case since when you woke up she was still passed out and sleeping on your body.

Since then she had been living with you, either due to being unwilling to go back into the tape or being simply unable to, you had come to know a bit about the mysterious woman including about what her name was, which was Sadako. The woman’s origin was also rather mysterious and it was something that she never really talked about, not that she talked about much in the first place, but from what you could tell it involved her being thrown down a well at sole point which was why she was dripping wet for the most part. Of course, living with a ghost girl presented some challenges, one of which was that she seemed to turn on electrical objects just by being near them which meant that she had to be very careful when moving around the place less she activate a radio and blair static all across your house which was certainly something when it happened at 3AM.

You two had also been having sex frequently enough at this point, Sadako often initiating the action by sitting herself on top of your hips and grinding against you silently until you complied with what she wanted. Strangely enough she would tend to make a habit of doing it once every seven days which made you wonder if there was a specific reason for the seven days or not but you knew you’d be unable to get a answer out of her if you did ask so you just left it up for speculation for now at least. Thankfully, due to the pattern she followed, this meant that you could always have enough time to prepare something new for her each and every time of which would always be able to make a couple of moans escape from those pale blue lips of hers, much to your pleasure and her nervousness. 

You were sitting on your sofa watching the TV with Sadako, the pale woman having always taken interest in what was shown on screen with you recalling a time where she forced you to explain to her what an IPhone was when she saw a commercial for it on there. The TV had a light overcast of static moving over it, the gray buzzing covering the screen just enough to blur or but not enough to make it unviewable with you waiting as the show came to its end, the credits rolling past the screen in the process. As you watched you would feel as a cold hand would move itself onto your shoulder, your eyes looking down to see the ghost woman’s pale skin and purple fingernails resting against them, your head turning to see that the woman was resting her head against your shoulder.

The woman’s face was mostly covered in her stringy black hair which was long enough to stretch down to her knees at the back and moved all the way to her breasts at the front, the black hair appearing somewhat wet due to her condition but it was also excellently soft and strangely heavy against your fingers when they raked through it. Behind that hair was the woman’s pale face of which she didn’t like to show too often, something that you found curious because she was actually quite beautiful underneath it, the woman having a pair of slightly plump lips, coloured a pale blue with the occasional dark blue strand of color running through it, and a pair of equally pale eyes with dark rings circling them both. Finally you looked down at her body which was thin but she had meat in all of the right areas of which were only highlighted by the fact that all the water that she leaked out of her clothes meant they were waterlogged most of the time causing all of her clothes to hug right against her body, beads of water dripping off her and onto the floor in the process.

The woman’s fingers would start flicking around your shoulder, her nails gently rubbing up against your skin as she would gaze up at you from behind her hair, the woman’s other hand quickly grabbing ahold of the other shoulder in the process. The woman would pull herself off the sofa before she would place herself on top of you, one of the ghost girl's legs resting at either side of your body as she would bring her head closer to your own, coming face to face with you as she would do so. The woman would then move one of her hands off your shoulder and parted her soft hair to the side somewhat, the woman showing off her mouth for a brief moment which allowed you to catch the brief smile that it had on it before she proceeded to slam her lips into your own.

They were soft against your skin as she would moan somewhat into your mouth, the woman’s eyes looking at you briefly in the process before she would deepen the kiss, forcing a bit of her tongue down your mouth as she did so. The woman’s tongue was gentle and swift, moving across your mouth effortlessly and tangling with your own just gently enough for you to have the upper hand against her whilst you could feel as her fingers would start to creep up against your neck, the fingers pushing your skin somewhat as she did so. The kiss would end soon afterward, the woman pulling away from you and panting out into the air slightly as she did so, the woman eventually noticing the beads of drool that connected you and her together, wiping them off a moment afterwards.

As she panted you noticed that her tv disruption ability was now in full spin, the entirety of the tv screen that was behind her having been consumed by static, illuminating her pale skin in the process. The woman would then rest her arms on your shoulders, her hands resting on the sofa as she clutched at it, Sadako’s hips then proceeding to move and grind themselves against your crotch, the girl briefly moving one her hands so she could hike her dress up somewhat so she could properly adjust onto your bulge. As she would grind and grind you would observe the woman’s face which you couldn’t help but wonder if her face would have been red if it was possible for her to blush that color, the woman trying to keep herself composed with brief, whispery moans moving through her lips, one of her teeth occasionally biting down on the bottom on in the process.

Eventually you would move your hand down to her thigh, massaging it in your hands for a moment before you proceeded to push her upwards, looking down to see the woman’s dripping pussy as you would do so. Your hand then moved down to your trousers, slowly undoing the button and zip before you pulled them down to your knees, doing the exact thing to your underwear a moment later, allowing your rock hard cock to be exposed to the ghost girl, the woman’s expression being one of wide eyed lust. However you would only see that expression for a couple seconds before you would turn her around on the spot, the woman's legs slotting in against your sides as her arms would go to rest themselves against your legs, the girl turning her face and smiling at you slightly through her long hair. 

You then navigated your hand away from her thigh and then moved it to the bottom of her dress, hiking it up over her ass which meant you got a good view at those pale cheeks, your cock being wedged between them in the process. She would then proceed to raise her hips upwards into the air, the woman’s hair dangling off her back as she would do this, where she would then wait right above your cock, letting herself drip down onto your member in the process before she would brace herself. As she did this you would feel her fingers dig into your knees just enough to be noticeable and also feel her ankles rubbing up against your sides before she would proceed to slam herself down onto your cock, the woman and you both groaning out in the process.

You would feel as her tight pussy would clench against your cock, the woman’s fluids dripping down it as those soft walls would rub against your dick, the ghost girl proceeding to move herself up your cock in the process. She would move slowly and elegantly, the woman making sure to be careful since you had only just gotten into it as she would stifle some of her moans, her long hair that was draped over her entire head and torso meaning that you couldn’t escalate tell what her facial expression were, especially when she wasn’t turned towards you. Eventually she would move to the tip of your cock and stop moving for a couple seconds before she would slam herself back down again, a wet and rather lewd sound echoing out into the air as she would do this.

The woman would repeat the process several times over, the woman’s body movements being almost hypnotic in the plastic light of the static as you moved your hands over to her body to see what you could spice up this session with. One of your hand would move over to her pale arms, moving right down it slowly, feeling her hair stand up on end slightly before you would proceed to grab ahold of her wrist , pulling her arm back somewhat in the process as your other hand moved to her hair. You would feel how soft it was in your hand before you started to wind it in between your fingers, feeling as water would drip all over it before you gave her hair a soft yet powerful yank, making her head arch out into the air as you hips started to move, no longer content to let her do all of the work.

Your hips and her own would move in tandem, the woman moving to the tip of your cock and you moving until your chair made you unable to move back any further which was when you’d both thrust into each other again. This would speed up again for the both of you,a series of rhythmic and lewd claps echoing out across the air as you would do this, the hand that was still resting on your knee flicking its fingers across it whilst her other hand would grasp at the air desperately as you held it back. Eventually the woman would find your wrist within those grasps, the ghost girl grabbing hold of your wrist to give herself more stability, the woman looking back at you again as she did so, this time with a much more expressive face from what could see from behind her hair.

Her blue lips were now opened up somewhat, giving you a good look of her teeth as well as her tongue which was lashing against her molars, the woman’s eyes being filled with a somewhat subdued look of lust to them in the process. You could also feel her clenching more and more against your cock, the woman’s inner walls rubbing against your most sensitive areas as pleasures ran through her, the ghost seemingly wanting even more as you could hear her television static intensify in front of you both. The woman’s hips would start to move faster and faster, the woman’s pale ass pushing against your waist before you decided to do the same thing, speeding up your own hips thrusts which would shock her for a moment before making her do the same thing.

At this point it becomes an active competition between you both on who could thrust faster then one another, both of you speeding up several times over the course of a few minutes until you eventually decided to outdo her in that regard. At that point you were slamming into her ass so hard that you could hear a wet plapping sound from all the fluids that were splashing up against your crotch and waist, the woman’s clenching not being able to keep up with the speed at which you were thrusting into her. You tugged her arm and hair back a bit more which meant she craned her head to the side, showing off how her tongue was hanging out of her agape mouth and her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head, the woman’s fingers rapidly twitching against your wrist and knee in the process.

You then felt as you began to throb away inside of her pussy, feeling as you would push against her clenching inner walls, the woman attempting to push back against it with her own but instead just clenched several times, grinding against your dick in the process. You would also feel the pressure building up at the tip of your cock grow more intense by the moment with you quickly realizing that there was no way you were going to pull out in time nor did you think she’d let you at this point so you decided to cum right inside of her. With that you felt as your orgasm was about to arrive, tugging her hair and her arm backwards so that she was slammed right down to the base of your cock as you started to cum inside of her,the woman letting out quite the audible moan in the process. 

You would feel as rope after rope of cum escaped your cock and splattered across her insides, covering up her fluid covered walls as the ropes would only intensify, the woman’s pussy clenching against your base like a vice. Your orgasm would reach its peak after quite a few ropes, the especially powerful burst of cum pushing out of your dick and ending up deep inside of her, no doubt making her pregnant in the process as her hand would leave your knee to flick against the air. Eventually you’d stop cumming inside of her, the ropes getting smaller and smaller before becoming mere drops inside of her, the woman and you both seeming to be exhausted after that one with you collapsing backward, letting go of her hair and arm in the process whilst she kept herself upright on your crotch.

The woman would proceed to turn herself around on your cock sluggishly, the woman eventually being face to face with you again before she would lean over to one side, tipping you both over onto the side of the sofa in the process. There she would lazily slide herself off your cock, the woman feeling as she would push her legs together to make sure that no cum was going to drip out from her pussy, the woman quickly snuggling up next to you, the soft static on the tv lighting up her face perfectly. You would then hear the gently sound of her snoring as she would doze off with end head buried in your shirt as you would slide a pillow over from the other end of the sofa, placing it underneath your head and her own before laying down on it, Sadako’s face being the last thing you saw as you fell asleep with her in your arms.