Joy of Astral Sex
Astral Sex With a Gorgeous Ghost
– Astrid Can Haunt My House Anytime.
I’ve been working in a rural area lately and I did NOT expect any sex there either astral sex or otherwise. This was a super amazing astral sex experience and I need to tell you about it.
Astrid My Astral Sex Mate Died Here
My Astral Sex Experience
My astral sex experience started with an old abandoned farmhouse that I kept noticing. I didn’t stop in there. I just drove by it a few times and my mind wandered to questions of why it was left deserted. Then something odd started happening; I began to feel that my astral travels were being tracked or even haunted.
I suppose that since ‘astral sex with a gorgeous ghost’ is in the title, I really can’t build any suspense by telling how we hooked up. I’ll just get on with the encounter. Yes, Astrid is a ghost. It’s funny too. She has been dead for longer than I’ve been alive but she was much younger than I am now when she died. Yet it was her first astral sex too.
Astrid was born in Europe and raised in an orphanage. She never met either of her parents and especially missed not knowing her mother. Astrid swore to herself that when she had children, she wouldn’t abandon them. But fate had other plans.
She came to North America as a mail order bride. Damn! It was one lucky guy who put in that order because Astrid was young and gorgeous. But he was unlucky too because shortly after giving birth to her first child, a daughter, Astrid passed away. And it is in death where Astrid’s story and mine of astral sex really begins.
“I swore an oath not to leave my baby girl alone.” She told me. “Even though I died I didn’t want to break my vow. So I stayed near my daughter. Sometimes, I would even push her when she was on her tire swing. I know that she could sense that I was there and that I meant her no harm.”
‘But others didn’t trust your goodness?” I asked.
“They moved away from my haunted house.” Astrid said.
My beautiful ghost then went on to describe how my interest in the house alerted her to my presence. Her sleuthing determined that I’m a frequent astral traveler. Then the sexy ghost of Astrid started hatching an afterlife plan that involved me and astral sex. She would offer all she had to gain my cooperation, but a spirit has nothing to give but itself in the form of astral sex.
“After Helen was born, I kept bleeding and I was quickly getting weaker. I suspected that I was dying so I wrote my baby daughter a letter. I hid it in my secret place and I planned on showing her where it was when she got older. But they moved away.”
“You want me to make sure the letter gets delivered.” I guessed.
“I’ll have astral sex with you,” Astrid offered, “If you promise to try.”
“I’ll do my best to help you and you don’t have to pay me with astral sex.”
“Your saying that makes me want to have astral sex with you even more.”
What is Astral Sex Like?
So what is astral sex like? Well, have you ever made zero gravity love inside a disco mirror ball that was filled with a rainbow? Did you merge into each other, so you couldn’t quite tell where you ended and your partner began? Were the exquisite sensations you experienced felt equally from your fingertips to your toes? Was the climax more explosive than a split atom?
“Please burn the house too.” Astrid asked me in our post-coital embrace.
For Astral Sex – Anything!
Back in the physical world, I drove to the haunted farmhouse. Having had such a deep connection with Astrid in the afterlife, I could certainly feel her presence as I looked for and found the secret place she had told me about. There in the nook, I found a sealed jar that contained Astrid’s letter to her daughter.
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‘I’m sorry I have to leave you but I’ll always watch over you. When you finally come to heaven, I’ll be waiting here to meet you.’
There was more written but I see those two lines as the key to Astrid’s actions and even to her offer of astral sex to pay to get the letter delivered. Unless the daughter got the message, how would she know the girl meeting her was her mother?
I didn’t burn the house. I don’t think I need to either. I’m certain that when Astrid’s daughter dies, my gorgeous ghost will no longer find herself tied to her old life. And it won’t be too long. Astrid’s daughter has children, grandchildren and more than a few great-grandchildren too. I’m not an arsonist but I have ulterior motives as well. I know where I can go for more happy astral sex encounters with Astrid the gorgeous ghost.
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