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A Spirit Visits John
by Bakeboss (bakeboss@gte.net)

***

A twin comes back from the dead to enjoy her brother. 
(MF, inc, 1st, rom, fantasy/sci-fi)

***

I must hurry and get this all down on paper before it's 
too late. I am trying to organize my thoughts as I 
write, and I just hope someone out there will 
understand me. I am writing this chronicle not for my 
benefit for I will not be here to enjoy it, no, I write 
this for the human world. Maybe the best place to start 
would be a brief history of my life and death. 

My name was Jane and I grew in the city with my twin 
brother John. We were twins but only because we were in 
our mother's womb at the same time. We did not look 
alike and we did not act alike, believe me no ever 
asked us if we were twins. My brother John got all the 
looks, all the charm, and all muscles. I got the mousy 
brown hair, the flat chest, and an insecurity complex. 
My name went perfect with my looks, all through school 
every one called me 'Plain Jane'. 

While John played varsity football, I was in the Chess 
Club. John went to all of the school dances always with 
the hottest girl in class; I was on the decorating 
committee and usually ended up operating the punch bowl 
alone during the dance. I always studied extra hard (of 
course what else did I have to do with my time) and got 
good grades. John never had time to study and still got 
better grades than I. You can understand all of the 
resentment I had for my twin and of course, a lot of 
jealousy. 

Then during our senor year, my prayers were answered 
and I had an actual date for the senior prom. The boy 
wasn't an 'A' lister like all of John dates but I 
didn't care, he was a living breathing boy who had 
asked me to the prom. When John heard I had a date, he 
said he wanted to offer me some advice, "Listen to me 
Janie, you got a guy to date you so don't blow this 
chance. I'm just telling you to loosen up enjoy 
yourself, if this guy offers you a little drink don't 
refuse it. A little alcohol will relax you and let you 
have some fun. When you go out after the dance just 
don't be a prude, go ahead let the poor guy get a few 
free feels."

I told John to mind his own business but I did listen 
to him.

George and I went to the prom; I let him put a little 
something in my drink as my brother suggested. John was 
right as usual, it did relax me, and I had a good time. 
After the prom George took me to park where all the 
kids went, I had never been there and that alone was 
exciting. I let George do whatever he wanted with me 
and ended up giving him my cherry in the backseat of 
his mother's car. 

When he exposed my breasts, it was the first time any 
man had ever seen them. It made me so proud to see a 
man excited over my little tittys. I felt so empowered, 
George acted so thankful, and it felt as if I was 
bestowing an honor to him. To be honest none of it was 
enjoyable to me, I can only imagine that George was as 
inexperienced as I was. 

It was on the way home from that night of firsts that I 
met my tragic end. I can't tell you what happened 
because I don't know. We were driving home and I got 
the wildest idea, I moved over next to George and 
opened his fly. I reached in his pants and took a hold 
of his penis, I had never held a boys member before, 
and it was so erotic to feel it harden in my hands. I 
kept thinking to myself 'I'm doing this I am making 
this boy excited', I slowly started to stroke him and 
then faster and faster until he was completely erect. 

Then out of nowhere I made the craziest decision in my 
short life, I leaned over and put George's penis in my 
mouth. I felt in complete control and I loved it, when 
he started to moan I began to suck harder and harder. 
Then without warning he erupted in my mouth, I remember 
trying to swallow it all, I didn't want to spill any on 
my dress. Next, everything went black. 

I have no idea what happened but I realized I was 
hovering above George's car and it was in a ditch. The 
first thing I noticed were my panties laying on the 
dashboard, I guess I never put them back on. My first 
thought, "Oh my god we didn't use protection I hope I'm 
not pregnant."

Funny huh? Then I saw me sprawled out on the floorboard 
that could only mean one thing, I was dead. I tried to 
get a better look and was finally able to get next to 
the car; I looked at myself and realized in horror, I 
had George's penis in my mouth. Did I cause the 
accident by biting off his penis or did the accident 
cause me to bite off George's penis. If all of this 
sounds surreal to you just imagine me as I witnessed 
this scene. 

I suddenly realized George must not be dead as I was 
the only thing floating above his car. That could only 
mean George needed medical help fast if he was to 
survive. I made myself rise back up to the road where I 
tried to flag a passing car but no one could see me. I 
went back down to George but he was already gone, I 
never saw his spirit and I have no idea what that 
means.

Those were my last memories of my time on this plane. I 
wish I could tell you where I have been or what I have 
been doing since that fateful night, but I just don't 
know. The only thing I know is somehow I have been 
granted one day back on Earth, the rules are simple I 
have twenty-four hours, I cannot look like me but I can 
choose how I want to look. I choice flaming red hair, 
full c-cup breasts, and curves all the way down to a 
full derrière. Now you know as much as I, don't ask me 
why or how because I just don't know.

**

I stand in front of our house waiting for someone to 
answer the door; I don't know who is at home or what I 
will say. John opens the door, "Well hello there, what 
can I do for you? Please come in."

What a line, John is still the same; I stammer for a 
minute and then just blurt out. "Can I ask you some 
questions?"

I go on without waiting for permission, "Didn't you 
have a twin sister?"

"Yes, but tragically she died in a car wreck, almost 
five years ago."

"You must miss her terribly?" 

"Oh I miss her alright but really we were not that 
close. We would go three or four days without seeing 
each other and I guess in the back of my mind I keep 
thinking that I'll see her tomorrow but of course, 
tomorrow comes and still no Jane."

As he is talking, he's trailing his fingers along my 
arms and just grazing my breast. This is sending jolts 
right to my vagina and I start to feel moisture seep 
into my panties. I notice that John has stopped talking 
I raise my head and he looks me in the eye. Then he 
leans across and puts his lips to mine while he 
continues to gaze into my eyes. I know this is wrong, 
but John doesn't, he doesn't know he is kissing his 
sister. I try to stop him but I can't, I am his 
prisoner to do with as he wishes. 

Somehow, John realizes this, maybe he knew before me, 
he breaks our kiss, stands, and leads me to the 
bedroom. I am on fire I think I might faint as he 
starts to undress me. He takes off my blouse but leaves 
my bra; he starts to kiss me everywhere but my breasts. 
I can't stand it any longer and practically tear my bra 
off my chest; I hold one of my large breasts in my hand 
and offer it to his lips. As last, I can feel his mouth 
on my bosom, and it is delicious. I can't understand 
how can his mouth be so wet and so hot at the same 
time. 

I beg him, "Please, please take me now I can't wait any 
longer."

He actually chuckles, "Sure you can, my love, we don't 
want to hurry we want to take our time and enjoy 
ourselves."

As I lay on his bed panting with lust, John slowly 
takes off my clothes as each section of skin is 
revealed to him he plants kisses and little bites to 
it. He started with my shoes first rubbing my bare feet 
and then sticking each toe in his mouth sucking them 
like a big clitoris. 

Next came my slacks, again first rubbing my calves and 
thighs, and then running his tongue to just short of my 
throbbing vagina. I could not stand any more I grabbed 
his head and put in the middle of my vagina. I held his 
head and moaned as he licked and kissed and bit my 
steaming altar of love. When he attacked my clitoris, I 
came, screaming and crying and pleading, "Don't stop, 
don't stop, oh please don't stop." 

Finally, after I could take no more and I pushed his 
head away. He crawled up next to me and began to kiss 
me; I could taste myself on his lips. Not once, in all 
of my life had I ever had a taste of me, of my essence 
and yet here is my brother having me taste myself on 
his lips.

I felt his erection as he lay next to me. I wanted to 
return the favor and put him in my mouth but I was 
afraid because of what I did to George. I took a hold 
of his penis, still in his pants, as he had not even 
undressed yet.

"Will you put this inside me; I want to feel your 
hardness deep inside?"

He smiled and said in a while my love; I want to enjoy 
you more. We cuddled together like lovebirds and all 
the time I kept holding his erection, squeezing and 
rubbing just feeling his hardness through his pants. 
Again and again John took his mouth to my private areas 
driving me to new heights every time. Finally as I lay 
there whimpering, John said it was time, he asked me to 
undress him and I was only too glad for the 
opportunity. 

I tried to return the favor and move as slow as John 
but I was too eager, I wanted his member and I wanted 
it now. With just a kiss to the tip, I turned on my 
back and once again begged him to take me. 

Take me is just what he did, as gentle as he had been 
with his mouth and tongue, I was taken aback by how 
brutal his penis attacked me. He kept slamming into me 
with such force, yet it was just what I craved, to be 
taken. He held my arms above my head and kissed me 
savagely, biting my neck and breasts and yet I screamed 
for more, "Harder, harder give me more, yes like that 
yes, yes..."

I felt him empty himself into me his semen splashing 
onto my cervix, and I came one last time as we both 
collapsed.

**

I woke up to hear him in the bathroom, "Are you awake 
yet? Do you know I have been looking for you all of my 
life. You are my perfect partner; you do know that I 
can never let you go now. I am in love for the first 
time in my life and I don't even know your name. Tell 
me, what is your name?"

I kept thinking, 'how long have we been asleep.' I 
looked up at the clock to see my time on this plane was 
over, we had made love all day and night. I called out 
to John, "My name is..."

END

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
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