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difference between this night and the last was
that it wasn’t cloudy and the full moon was shining through the
window. The light bathed the room in an almost magical aura.
    Everything was quiet until the early morning
hours, when the door to the bedroom could be seen opening again,
much like the night before. The same footfalls came towards the
bed, only this time when the apparition crossed into the moonlight,
the translucent figure of a man could be seen. He stopped at the
foot of the bed, and stood over Annabelle’s sleeping form. His eyes
intently gazed upon the contours hidden by the covers.
    Bending forward, he began to pull the covers
that hid her from his gaze, and slowly they slid down and uncovered
her body, until they ended up once again on the floor. She was
wearing underwear, but this time they were just bits of black lace.
His eyes continued up her body to the twin mounds of full and
shapely breasts. He grew hard gazing at her, and he climbed onto
the mattress and straddled her body. Just then, a huge cloud
blocked the moonlight and the figure disappeared from sight, but
the squeezing of Annabelle’s breasts gave away the fact that the
apparition was still there.
    Annabelle murmured softly, asleep and
unaware that her nipples were now stiffly erect. Had she been
looking at them, she would have seen the pink-tipped ends moving
back and forth and being pushed inward as if someone was licking
them. The ghostly mouth continued pulling and sucking on her
nipples, and then there was the telltale sign of small imprints
traveling down her body, as if someone was kissing her abdomen
until they reached her panties. They rose slightly, and it appeared
as if fingers were roaming under the material, until they started
to be pulled down and over her thighs. They moved down to her toes
until they were being pulled off and left to drift to the
floor.
    Imprints could be seen coming back up to the
bed and then her legs began to part and her buttocks rose slightly.
The lips of her sweet sex parted and were moved back and forth, and
the indentations over and around the clitoris made it pop out from
the protection of the tiny hood that covered it. Then her bud was
moving from side to side, and although Annabelle was in a deep drug
induced sleep, her body began to react.
    “ Oh, oh yes…oh…mmm,” were
the sounds coming from her lips.
    Seconds later something was inserted into
her willing and very moist body, because the lips parted leaving a
clear and wide hole. Her head began to move back and forth on the
pillow as her body was being pushed backwards and forwards and then
the moonlight hit the room once again. There on the bed was the
apparition. His hands were holding Annabelle’s legs up tight on his
hips while his head was thrown back in ecstasy. His mouth was
silently groaning his approval as he violated her body while she
slept.
    “ Oh please don’t stop,”
she uttered, as her head rolled from one side of the pillow to the
other.
    Then she could be seen
rising off the bed and her legs were opened wider. With each
thrust, her breasts rolled back and forth. The figure then started
to glow a brighter white making his features more pronounced.
Annabelle could be heard raising her voice as she began to approach
her climax. At the very peak of her orgasm, she opened her eyes and
screamed, “ I’m coming .” Her body was gripped in the throes of pleasure and she
wasn’t quite sure what was happening.
    She finally realized that it wasn’t a dream
and caught sight of a hazy figure on top of her, thrusting. She
could feel it entering her body and then it shuddered and stopped.
Suddenly she fell to the bed and caught sight of something moving
quickly out of the room and away from the moonlight that was
revealing it. She let out a whimper, her hands clutching the bed as
she tried to figure out what had just happened. This wasn’t her
imagination this time. She could feel where her body was still
tender from the fullness