Welcome back, dear viewers. It’s your favourite writer Qamar with the second episode of “Ghost of Kareema”.
As Kareema got up and went out of the room, Qamar followed her. She went to the nearby bathroom, which was also white and had glass walls.
“Let’s go have a shower together,” she said as she took both his hands in hers and pulled him into the shower, as the glass door opened.
As they got inside, he noticed that the door just as automatically opened, automatically closed as well and not just that, unlike a usual shower, the water was falling above where they were, and not out of a stationary hose.
“Weird,” he thought, looking at her and thinking what to do next.
“So,” she said, happily, “What are you waiting for?”
He closed in fast, took her hands in each of his, pinned her against the wall in a moment, and they started making out.
As they were French kissing each other, he rubbed her down to her left leg, pulled it up and placed it against his back. Then he went on to start massaging her left butt cheek with his right hand, as his left hand was running all over her back and her hands were running through his hair.
Later he went on to repeatedly lick and bite the right side of her neck for a while.
Then he bent down further and started eating her right boob, as he hugged her tighter and tighter against himself. She was now moaning.
While doing that, he was holding her against himself using his right arm. He used his left hand to run her down to her pussy and as he reached her pussy, he started finger fucking it, pacing up, using his middle and ring fingers. He stopped eating her boob at this moment.
She was shivering and moaning at his rhythm.
“Oh my g…od!” She screamed as she shivered. Her eyes were tight shut.
Her legs were meddling and after a while, as he pulled his hand away, she leant down against the glass, until she sat on the floor.
“Ah…Oh my god…that was too much…!” She said as she squirted again and again.
As she stood back up leant the side of her face and her palms against the glass, bending away from him, he placed his cock against her vagina, firmly held her hip and started pounding her.
“Ah…yes, yes…pound Me harder,” she said as he paced up and hardened in each of his pounding to his max.
After a while, he stopped, pulled her straight getting her leant against himself, put his hands below her armpits, got hold of her boobs, kissed her lips as she turned her head around and started banging her again. This time he was moving a little up and down as she was now straight. She was cooperating and moving at his rhythm but at a different phase.
(It’s mathematical sex…just kidding.)
As he remained holding her right tit in his right hand, he left her left tit, rubbed her down to her pussy and started rubbing it fast, to which she responded with a scream that was even louder.
“Aa….Ah! Oh god, oh god, oo….oh!” She exclaimed as he stopped rubbing and she squirted multiple times.
“Oh my god, I’ve never come like this ever in my human life,” she said as he stopped banging her, held her jaw by his right hand and pulled her head into a deep kiss with himself.
He started squeezing her left tit with his left hand in the meantime. Her right hand was around his neck, and her left hand on his.
He wasn’t intending to pass more of her memories through this kiss but she decided to give them to him, so she passed more of her memory through the kiss.
After she stopped passing it, he broke the kiss and looked at her eyes.
“Mh…This is the best sex I’ve ever had, Qamar. Too bad I had to wait till I passed my human self away,” she said as she rubbed his right cheek with her right hand, to which he responded by taking hold of her hand, leaving her jaw.
“Well, if this is the only currency you accept for selling me your story, I’ll willingly pay any time,” Qamar responded, to which she lightly smiled.
“Oh hey, I’m about to explode,” Qamar said, looking at his cock, to which Kareema responded by kneeling down and taking his cock close to her wide opened mouth.
As he started coming within seconds, she willfully swallowed it all.
“See, Qamar? Nothing left,” she said, as she opened her mouth wide again and showed Qamar. She had swallowed it all.
“Damn girl,” Qamar said as she stood back up and they hugged each other, looking into the eyes of each other.
“What do we do now?”
“Mh…let’s go back to the bed, Qamar. You need a little rest.”
“Uhm…can I go back…like, you know?”
“No Qamar. You have to stay until I finish sending you my story…or do you wanna leave without the rest of it?”
Then she turned towards a white wall (not glass) and showed on it, as if it’s a screen, his body in the pit.
The scene was basically steady.
“I told you, Qamar, your body is safe, and the time is almost stationary in your realm right now.”
The scene disappeared.
Qamar went back and fell on the bed, as she came back and laid by him, with her back against his front.
“So, what are you gonna do after I’m gone? Find another man to satisfy you? You see, I don’t think someone so sexually active like you, can remain without that for that long.”
“Oh, I’ll show you,” she said as she turned her face towards him.
Then he saw it. Her body became partially transparent and he saw his semen penetrating her digestive system into her reproductive system, and disappearing around her fallopian tubes.
“Wow…w…What is that supposed to mean?” Qamar asked, astonished.
“Mh…I’ll use your semen to make more like you, and I’ll get them to fuck me, just like their daddy did?”
“Daddy? Really?”
“Wanna see?”
Qamar nodded “yes”. She rubbed her belly button.
Her belly started expanding, until it was as big as that of a ten months pregnant woman.
Then she started moving around in pain, as she was trying to bear her first baby.
Qamar had never been a father but he stayed by her and took her right hand with his both hands as he said, “Kareema, don’t worry, my darling, I’m here for you. It’s okay.”
“Mh…You know very well the emotional needs of a pregnant woman, don’t you?”
“Mh…I guess,” Qamar said as he ran his left fingers through her hair and kissed her forehead.
“How many sons do you want, Qamar?”
“Mh…maybe four, for now?” Qamar said in a puzzled voice.
She smiled, as she pushed out four babies, one after another, through her womb, and her belly got smaller and smaller, with each push, until it was back to normal.
Her tits had become even larger due to her “recent pregnancy”. Qamar tried to grab them, but Kareema stopped him.
“Uh huh, babies are hungry, daddy,” to which Qamar slightly laughed.
Two of her baby sons took each of her tits in their months and sucked for a while. They they got off the bed and moved away, growing into adult males as Qamar looked in astonishment!
Then the third and fourth babies also followed. All four, now full grown into males around the age of Kareema herself, looked at them, standing a few feet away from their bed.
“Wait, isn’t it incestuous?” Qamar asked, puzzled.
“Mh…incest is a human concept, Qamar. Such rules aren’t applied in this realm. Don’t worry, every thing will be alright.”
Oh and if you still wanna play with my boobs, you can do that now.”
But by then, they had come back to the normal size.
“Oh come on,” Qamar said in disappointment.
“Whatever…hey, since you’re using those guys are your sex partners, can I see some “action” now?”
“Mh…sure,” she said as she stood up and walked towards her “sons”.
“Just concentrate on them and think what you want them to do, and they’ll do it.”
“It’s okay, Kareema, you can stop them if you don’t feel like complying with my desire. Hey boys, you need to stop when she asks her to, okay?”
“Qamar, this is my realm. They came from me. I can control them.
But I don’t think you’ll try to hurt me.
So…What are you waiting for?”
Qamar named them inside his mind. They all looked identical, except for their heights, shoulder widths, completions and hairstyles, which were slightly different among them.
“Hmm…I’ll name them as Omar, Ali, Hamid and Said,” Qamar thought.
To be ctd.
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