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Living alone in an apartment was a bit tricky in this part of the city.
Mostly because rent prices were so damn high. If you bunked with a couple others it was manageable but unless you had a well-paying job living by yourself in even a cheap apartment was a big ask... at least, for most apartments. Because there was one apartment building that actually lacked tenants despite the low rent prices, all because of one particular rumour.
It was haunted. Something said a million times before but with this apartment building it was said to be true – that there was a ghost lurking in the halls or looming over people when they slept, whispering ominous things into their ears and fleeing the moment they woke, yet nonetheless leaving the residents feeling creeped out of their skin. The inevitable end result was that they fled; cancelling their lease early even if it meant an extra payment just so they could leave with their lives intact.
You didn't have such a luxury, what with money being tight and all... but, it had a happy ending at least.
Namely because you befriended the ghost who presumably haunted this place.
The how was actually pretty simple. You stayed up late one night, playing some video games with no worries of work the next morning... and the ghost wanted to watch you play and got annoyed when you kept on dying. Prompting her to haunt the TV and immediately die to the boss because she had no clue what the controls were, and totally not because she was bad at the game and too proud to admit it.
That was the beginning of your friendship with the ghost known as Mint Fantôme – a friendship that got you a cheap apartment with minimal landlord interruptions, since he was too scared to visit the haunted apartments lest he be cursed.
'Feels like it was ages ago now...'
The thought drifted through your groggy mind as you stared at the ceiling, gaze slowly tracing the cracks in the plaster and doing a languid loop around the room. Frankly you should get up but you couldn't be assed if you were being honest; it was your day off after all. Still the idea of wasting your entire day just laying in bed was annoying enough to compel you into motion, your heels shifting across the bed before you found the strength to throw your bed covers off.
Cool air immediately graced your body, the chill unpleasant but helping wake you up if nothing else. Mustering what little strength the morning afforded you you swung your legs over the edge and rose from your comfy bed, a slow stretch popping your back and sending a wave of relief shuddering through you. You rode the high it gave as you meandered over to your door and tugged it open, nary a thought in your mind as you made your way towards the kitchen.
And by chance, you ran into your fellow 'roommate', Mint.
''Hm? Oh, morning.''
With a yawn and half-hearted wave the ghost greeted you, standing by the kitchen sink and staring at the tap with some level of annoyance. A sight secondary to the fact she had changed out of her normal clothes and into much looser clothes... namely a white tank top and pale green panties. The top did little to hide her small chest nor her slender shoulders but her panties did a wonderful job of hugging her ass, doubly so as she shifted her weight from foot-to-foot, sticking her ass out a bit.
And alas, you stared for too long as Mint soon noticed – her bright blue eyes becoming lidded with smugness. ''Hey, where you looking, huh~''
''Nowhere.'' You lied as easily as you breathed.
Mint was, naturally, unconvinced. Not that she really seemed to mind you eyeing up her ass, her smirk unfading even as you wandered up and turned the tap on – allowing the maid to shove her head under the tap and get a drink, her 'bleh~' noise muffled by the water hitting her tongue.
That was another oddity – though perhaps an expected one – about Mint. That being since she was a ghost she couldn't interact with the physical world much. She could possess objects and make things rattle spookily, but beyond that she was pretty limited. As such she couldn't pour herself a glass of water, couldn't eat food, couldn't even really enjoy a shower since she couldn't rub soap on herself – not that she needed any of that, since she never grew hungry, thirsty or smelled of anything. The only exceptions she'd learned so far was that water still interacted with her, allowing her to drink... so long as you were around to turn the tap on.
You made a mental note to buy a doggy bowl for her, if only to see her face when you presented it to her.
''You're thinking about something dumb again aren't you?''
You huffed as she pulled away, allowing you to pluck a glass off of the counter and slip it under the tap, getting yourself a drink. ''No.''
''Uh-huh, sure.'' Mint watched you as you took a drink – and just as you gulped, she spoke up. ''By the way, are you seriously doing that No Nut November thing?''
It spoke to your self-control that you didn't choke on your drink, only a brief flinch jolting up your spine before you took the glass away from your lips. ''Mgh... what?''
''You heard me~'' Mint teased, smug.
The fact she asked so shamelessly was flustering, but you refused to admit that to her face. ''I am. Why?''
''It's kinda stupid.''
''You're stupid.''
Mint, in response, stuck her tongue out and blew a raspberry. Pinnacle of maturity, she was.
Then again maybe you didn't have room to talk, you dimly mused as you took another drink – almost-idly turning the tap back on and allowing Mint to drink to her heart's content.
Even if she dramatically gargled for no reason other than her own amusement.
X-x-X
Nightfall came fast at this time of year.
Dinner had barely passed before it was dark, and Mint went off to haunt some of the other residents who had no other choice than to rent this place. Though truthfully you couldn't blame her – being a ghost with limited ability to interact with the real world and, most curiously, able to be seen by only a particular few who were more spiritually aware... yeah, it wasn't surprising she took to amusing herself. You would too if you were tied to this building for how many years.
You sighed, reclining back against your pillow and bringing your phone up, scrolling blindly through YouTube. Shorts came and went but none really caught your eye – hell most of them were either completely irrelevant, spam, ads or on the rare occasional something actually interesting. You knew you were wasting time just scrolling but you weren't in the mood for anything else... even if a seductive idea took root in your mind.
Slowly you sucked in a breath and hissed it back out. NNN was silly, you knew that, but it was a nice challenge – a joke, yes, but one you might as well try to fulfil. Worst came scenario you blue-balled yourself for a month. Yet even as you laid there your right hand drifted towards your boxers and you dipped your fingers beneath the waistband, a shudder dancing up your spine as you grasped your semi-erect shaft, stroking yourself.
A little bit was fine, after all, you just couldn't nut.
It was a flimsy justification but one you held onto even as you tabbed out of YouTube and flipped over to google, a quick input bringing you to a particular lewd site. You needn't even scroll and simply opened up your favourites, finding one video that had always helped you get off. A video that you played then and there, the volume already set to low as the website's logo flashed on screen and disappeared just as fast, allowing you to watch some model get her back blown out.
Or at least that was the plan.
Because the video had barely gone on thirty seconds before a familiar ghost phased through your bedroom wall. ''Are you seriously watching porn all by yourself?''
Your hand was out of your boxers in a heartbeat and you hit mute with practised ease, though you knew better than to deny Mint – she could just possess your phone to check, anyway. ''Tch... what about it?''
''Pfft, and you're the same guy who wanted to do No Nut November.'' Mint floated into the room proper – now dolled back up in her usual 'maid' outfit. ''Guess that didn't last long huh.''
''Shut it.'' Was your eloquent comeback.
Mint snickered behind her hand, her smirk smug... but after a few seconds it dimmed and she looked aside, seemingly contemplating something. You didn't need to wait long to find out what.
''What if I... y'know, helped you?''
Your heart skipped a beat. ''Huh?''
''Y-You know, like, help you get off. To make you fail, obviously.'' Mint didn't meet your eyes and her cheeks were tinted red, but there was no sign of this being a prank.
However a thought occurred to you. ''But you can't touch me, so how...?''
''Well...'' Her fingers pinched her skirt.
And lifted it, showing you her panties. Floating above you as she was you got a nice look at her creamy thighs, a good bit of squish to them and her panties hugging her crotch nicely, the material smooth-looking – and when she pulled them up you could see the outline of her lips through the fabric. Your cock ached and unconsciously you let your right hand dip down into your boxers; curling your fingers around your length as you stroked yourself off.
''...sure.'' You breathed out, abandoning your phone without a second thought.
Mint smiled – a small, shy thing – and let go of her skirt. Instead the ghost-girl reached behind her back and took off the bow behind her back, loosening her maid outfit slightly. The white apron over her front was taken off and tossed to one side, the phantasmal cloth laying on the floor even as Mint herself removed her detached sleeves, exposing her slender arms fully. She wasn't even showing all that much but just seeing her creamy arms was enough to make you hard, the anticipation killing you.
Your patience was rewarded as Mint grasped the hem of her skirt, lifted it – and then in a single quick motion she pulled it up and over her head. The article of cloth was thrown aside but your eyes never left Mint herself, her tummy emphasised as she leaned back before reorienting her floating self, drawing your gaze up to her bra that contained her small chest. A chest emphasised when she floated onto her stomach, blushing as she reached behind her back and fiddled with her bra for several torturous seconds-
Until it came loose and she tossed it aside, exposing her small bust. Regardless of her size just seeing her tits was enough to get you going, a heavy breath forced from your lungs as you stroked yourself off, your cock rock-hard in that moment as you ogled Mint's small boobs; nipples a perky pink and just-enough there to grope had you been able to. Even then just looking at her chest was better than any porn you could watch, your mouth suddenly dry as she floated closer to you, practically hovering above you.
''Like what you see, huh...?'' Though she tried to act smug the quake to her voice betrayed her embarrassment.
You didn't waste the breath teasing her because of that; settling for jerking off to her tits. You dug your hand into your boxers and shoved them down to help with that, getting them out of the way and letting Mint see how hard you were for her – something she noticed, her face practically glowing red as she looked at your dick. Despite her embarrassment though she played with the waistband of her panties all the same, tugging and nudging them, sometimes pulling them up so they dug into her sex and gave you the barest outline to work with.
When she did away with the foreplay and shoved her panties down, kicking her underwear off of her legs and leaving her nether lips exposed, the sight of them fuelling your mad lust. Doubly so as Mint's own fingers worked their way down to her loins and trailed along her slit; rubbing a soft moan out of her that was music to your ears. Your eyes remained glued to those nimble fingers as they teased between her lips, the tips delving inside but not penetrating quite yet; just rubbing herself off for your entertainment.
Or who knows, maybe she was just as horny as you were right now.
The thought sent a shudder reverberating through you; your cock aching and prompting you to stroke yourself off faster, beating your meat outright as Mint fingered herself – a moan escaping the ghost-girl as she sunk two digits between her folds. She pistoned them in unashamedly, her breathing becoming laboured as those slender fingers delved into her sex, pistoning in and lubing them with her arousal.
You watched those nimble fingers work with rabid attention, ignoring the quivers that teased your groin or the urges that lurched up your shaft – your thumb rubbing over the tip and smearing about the pre-cum there, such was your lust in that moment. You pursed your lips but it did little to quell your arousal, your gaze briefly darting to her thighs and soaking them in as she kicked her legs slightly, her floating nature letting you see how she squirmed about.
''M-Mint...'' You knew she was hot – the nice look at her ass you got earlier was an unforgettable sight – but you didn't know she'd be this open to lewd things.
You didn't question her though lest it ruin the moment, lust overpowering your every thought as you jerked off as your roommate fingered herself, her moans soft and quaking. She floated down further, her hair nearly touching you with how close she was, her face flushed and eyes screwed shut as she fingered herself – her loins above your own. Even though you knew nothing could happen just having her so close was hot, and Mint must've noticed.
Namely because she floated down until her head was in your crotch, and then she started to suck you off.
Or rather pretend to suck you off, since she couldn't touch you. Her lips parted and she took you in her mouth as if to blow you, the sensations absent but a slight, phantasmal chill teasing your manhood – one that just made you jerk off faster, your breathing shallow and a sharp need surging up your shaft. You didn't fight it, a moan forcing itself from your throat as Mint bobbed her head and looked you in the eyes, blowing you as much as her spectral form would allow and giving you the illusion you wanted so damn badly-!
''Mint-!''
When you came. An eruption of cum fled your tip and you jacked off with sudden haste, jolts rushing through your nerves as you came to Mint's blowjob – riding the blissful wave that lifted your hips up away from the bed. Your arm soon locked up and you hissed as you flopped back down, spasms still jolting through your hips and your tip achingly sensitive, leaving you breathlessly kneading and stroking your shaft as your orgasm waned.
As it did clarity filtered back into your mind and you refocused on Mint. Just in time to see the cum covering her face, her expression as surprised as your own – blue eyes wide and mouth slightly open. In fact her eyes looked bluer than normal, you noticed as the haze of lust lifted itself from your mind; more... real. She didn't have that transparent look to her either and as she sat on your shins you felt warmth radiate from her skin.
''Huh... wait, are you-''
''Solid...'' Mint breathed out, patting the bed first and then your thighs. ''Holy shit I can touch things now!''
''Why though?''
You got your answer as some of your cum dribbled down her chin, her cheeks regaining their redness. ''Ohh... m-maybe because nut has vitality or something in it?''
The theory sounded as sturdy as jelly, but considering she only gained solidity after you busted on her face, that was the most reasonable assumption at the moment. ''I suppose...''
Mint nodded absentmindedly and grabbed her discarded apron, using it like a crude wipe to clean her face of your cum – sighing in relief when she didn't immediately become ghostly again. In truth though your eyes were steadily focusing more on her body; her small tits, her flat tummy, her glistening sex. The fact she was solid now invoked a fresh lust in you and before you were aware of it you had a hand on her creamy thigh, drawing her gaze onto you.
The ghost-girl blushed. ''O-Oh... wanna do it?''
''Yeah.'' You admitted. ''I've failed No Nut November by this point anyway.''
Mint grinned at that, excitement in her eyes as she abandoned her now-dirty apron and shuffled closer. Her thighs brushed against your own as she straddled you and you didn't even try to hide how excited you were; your left hand supporting your weight as you reclined whilst your right went for her sex, stroking her syrupy lips and earning a little mewl from Mint herself, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
The time for foreplay had passed though and she soon nudged your hand aside to grab your cock; her fingers slender as she positioned herself above your dick, her hips descending – and then you were inside of her. Her slick, hot insides enveloped your tip and the shaft soon after, a moan escaping your companion as she impaled herself onto your shaft inch by inch. She was so wet you practically slid inside of her tight vice, your hand finding purchase on her hip and helping ease her deeper, a groan working its way out of your throat.
Only when you were mostly inside did Mint stop for breath, her horny expression made all the more attractive with how close her face was to yours. Something Mint herself seemed aware of; her blush darkening and her eyes darting to the right, flustered... before a second later she cupped your nape and tugged you in close. You didn't resist, the distance null and your lips meeting hers in a deep, impassioned kiss, a groan escaping you both as she slowly rocked her hips and grinded herself onto you.
''Mnph...'' Mint pulled away from the kiss quickly, her breath tickling your chin. ''Let's make the most of this, yeah?''
''Yeah.'' You agreed.
Mint grinned, lifted herself up – and a moan fled her lips as she impaled herself back onto you. The hot tunnel squeezing your cock felt heavenly and you could only groan as Mint bounced again; her motions slow but enthralling; tempting your hand away from her hip and to her ass, grabbing it like you wanted to so badly that very morning. Whether she knew that or not Mint giggled against your lips and closed the distance once more, the rough mashing of lips turning you on.
And tempting you to buck your hips, thrusting up into her wet tunnel. She squeezed you in return and moaned your name, grinding herself onto your cock with sudden back-forth rolls, teasing jolts up your shaft before she went back to bouncing. Her lips grazed your shaft with every impalement and her thighs connected with yours, the fleshy smack of your bodies ringing out and filling your ears with the sinful, addictive noise.
A soft groan fled your throat then, your eyes screwing shut only to open a heartbeat later, unwilling to miss even a second of this. Mint flushed under your attention and managed a dorky smile before leaning in, her lips connecting with yours in another kiss – her bounces replaced by quick back-forth grinding, pressing herself onto you and stirring you about her clenching insides, her pussy tightening around you blissfully and leaving you on cloud nine.
Maybe it was because you'd been secretly eyeing her up for months now, but fucking Mint felt incredible.
It was that sinful thought that tempted your other hand to her ass, lifting her – and Mint squeaked as you rocked yourself onto your knees. You kept the kiss going for a second longer and the moment you broke it off you eased her down onto the bed, following her without pulling out and leaving you atop the ghost-girl, her wide blue eyes and crimson blush adorable. Adorable, and downright arousing in that moment, your hips pulling back-
And a cry was fucked free from Mint as you slammed back in, filling her tight pussy to the brim. The noises she made – the ragged exhale, shaky inhale and tapered whine – engrained themselves into your mind and compelled you into further motion, your hips rocking faster and faster until you were actively pounding some ghost pussy – the raw smack of flesh echoing through the room along with the muffled squeak of the bed
Noises muffled by Mint herself. ''Ah! F-Frick, like that! Holy sh- ah~!''
'Fuck she's so loud.' And you loved that.
An audacious thought, and one that made you dive back in for a kiss. Mint moaned into it and threw her arms around you, her nails running over your shirt-clad back and practically clawing at it – relishing the ability to touch you at last. You did the same, your hips slamming forth with such strength you surprised even yourself – some mad, primal desire making you slam your cock into Mint's tight pussy, fucking all sorts of horny noises out of her.
Her thighs pressed in against your hips too, the sticky depths of her cunt practically sucking you in – when she leg-locked you. It forced your thrusts to be somewhat shorter but you made up for it with feral speed – hilting yourself in Mint and making the ghost wail your name, her insides slick as they smothered your shaft, squeezing grunts from your throat as you felt your end rapidly approaching, her hot insides too much to resist.
''Mint, shit, here it comes...!''
''Y-Yeah, same, just, ah, yes, y-yes~!''
Her cry filled your ear as she buried her face in your shoulder, her gasps hot against your flesh and her insides strangling tight, every thrust potentially your last-!
When she clenched tight and suddenly you couldn't hold back any longer, releasing yourself inside of Mint. She squealed into your shoulder and held you tight, convulsing under you even as you rutted into her – gasps forced from your lungs as you emptied your balls inside of her. Her hot tunnel squeezed you dry, like a fleshy vice that extracted every last spurt you could shoot until you had no more to give, your body pressing into hers until you simply lacked the strength to any longer – collapsing atop her.
Mint grunted. ''Ow, you're heavy...''
With a partially-coherent groan you obliged; pulling out and rolling off of her. The bed was pleasantly cold against your back and you stared at the ceiling for several seconds – but it wasn't long until your gaze was drawn down to Mint herself, eyeing her small bust as it heaved with her every breath.
''...you really like 'em, huh.'' Rolling onto her side Mint didn't even try to cover up, though her deep blush spoke of her embarrassment.
Maybe it was your recent orgasms or something but you felt cocky – enough to wrap an arm around her lower back and pull her in, pecking her on the lips. Mint melted into it with an adorable whine, her arms finding their way around your neck before she pushed herself against you, rolling on top of you a moment later. You didn't fight her hold and gladly held her to your front, your erection pressing against her groin and prompting Mint to rock her body; grinding her body against your own.
The stimulation was clumsy and rough but arousing all the same, your cock throbbing against her groin and earning a mewl from Mint herself. She pulled away a second later, breathing quick but eyes lidded with lust – a single look conveying what she wanted. A want you obliged; gripping her hips before rolling the both of you over once more, nearly going over the edge of the bed in the process.
A risk ignored as you climbed off of Mint, eyes glued to her naked body as she twisted around and got her knees under herself – sticking her cute ass up towards you, her hands soon propping her torso up too. You took a second to appreciate her nice behind; groping her rear and sliding your palms up to her hips, pulling her back against you and earning a coo from Mint herself, her hips starting to rock and bump her against your crotch.
Reminding you of how badly you wanted to fuck this cheeky ghost.
A thought that made you grasp your shaft and guide yourself down, tip along her slit – and as one you moaned as she impaled herself back onto you. You pulled her back by her hips until you were balls-deep inside of her, only then retreating before quickly sheathing yourself back in her slippery cunt, unable to hold back your moan as you felt her wetness envelop you so snugly. A wetness you hilted yourself in with growing vigour, each thrust faster than the last until you were outright pounding Mint like a beast.
Eliciting a pleasure-filled squeal from your partner, her grip on the quilt bunching it up and her head bowing low, doing little to hide her moans. Nor the lurid smack of flesh as you pounded her from behind, her ass clapped with every thrust and drawing your gaze to it – your attention easily wandering up her bare back, drawn to her shoulder-blades as they tensed and her shoulders as they jerked.
It was her shoulders that held your attention, your lust building and building until in a fit of lust you reached up and grabbed then, yanking them back. Maid squawked as you suddenly pulled her up onto her knees but you didn't give her a chance to speak before you kissed her cheek, the smooch earning you a startled moan from the ghost-girl. A girl who turned her head and pouted expectantly at you.
Prompting you to connect your lips with hers, the kiss muffling her horny moan.
''M-Mmph...'' She was the first to pull back from the kiss, panting and unashamedly aroused. ''Harder~''
You complied, releasing her shoulders and holding her biceps instead; keeping her upright even as you swung your hips forth and hilted yourself in her wet tunnel – fucking moans free from Mint's lips before she pushed herself back onto you, gladly impaling herself on your length. The feel of her ass against your groin, the sinful noises as you pumped her full, the breaths and grunts that escaped her throat; all of it combined to form a lewd orchestra just for you to enjoy.
Until on a whim you let go, allowing her back on all fours – only to push her shoulders down and fuck her ass-up head-down, her cries rich as you went balls-deep in her cunt. You didn't think, didn't stop to savour her every breath as you just enjoyed the snug tunnel you pumped into, the previous creampie oozing out around your shaft as you made room for the next one. A sinful little thought that just heightened your budding orgasm, the constant friction pushing you closer and closer to your limit-!
When you peaked, slamming in one final time and unloading inside of Mint – pressing firmly against her ass and pumping her full of semen. She convulsed beneath you, her cry silent as she shook and shuddered violently, not even a breath escaping her as you gave her the second creampie of the night.
Though whether a ghost could get pregnant or not was another question entirely. One you might get an answer to in future, who knows.
The little thought fled your mind as your orgasm waned; a breathless moan forcing itself from your lips and your hips instinctively rocking back. You slipped out and Mint slumped onto her stomach the moment you did, her moan weak and fatigue. A fatigue you shared as you laid down by her side, one arm draping over her back.
''Wow... that was...'' You breathed out
Mint hummed, shuffling until she was snuggling up against you. Even though she said nothing... you had a suspicion she'd be eager to finally enjoy touching things once more.
And if that involved having to make you bust a nut on or in her, well, you weren't complaining.
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