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    I did not see anyone? 1-5

    A new story based upon the request of a fellow mwmber on here....

    I did not see anyone!!!.

    Jim Brown was a typical man, nothing special to make him stand out in a crowd. In fact you could almost consider him as an ugly duckling waiting to materialise as a swan. He had never been lucky at love or anything else for that matter and now at 26 years of age; he was about to have his worst run of luck in the last ten years.

    Many people who knew of his history had secretly nicknamed him the lightning rod, for unbelievably he had been struck by lightning on three separate occasions and survived, the last twice he had not even shown any serious injuries from being hit.

    His affinity to lightning began as a seven year old, caught out in the Nebraska wheat fields during a rainstorm that turned into an electrical storm, his injuries that day where the worst he was to receive with some 30% burns to his hands and feet and a freakish scar almost a lightning zigzag on his left side of his face.

    His second incident with lightning happened again in Nebraska some five years later when sheltering under a tree he was struck by a lightning bolt and he had singed his hair, but no further damaged to his already defaced hands or face. It had taken six months for him to lose the smell of his singed hair and re grow his fine ginger top back. Many said the smell of singed hair was a figment of his imagination, but it was real enough to Jim.

    His third brush with lightning death happened some eight years after the first one and again struck by a lightning bolt he showed no signs of any injury and in fact this time he felt an exhilarating rush of power, which left his fingers tingling for weeks. It was at this time that he began to notice that he could affect electrical systems. Once his mother's car had a flat battery and simply by placing his hands on the terminals he mentally thought about charging it up and ten minutes later, his mother started the car with out a problem.

    Fearing the next lightning strike would kill him, he moved from Nebraska to California, registered with the University there as firstly a student and then as a sports coach, figuring that the chances of lightning hitting California was far less than his old home town in Nebraska.

    If he had know what fate had in store for him he would have lived in a cave, because during a freak torrential rainstorm in the San Fernando Valley he was hit for a forth time by a lightning bolt, but this time it seemed so different. All he could remember was that he was stood sheltering from the rain in an old wooden barn and the next thing he came round some 2,000 metres away with smoke still rising from his soaked clothing.

    Knowing his already odd nickname at University he decided not to report this latest incident, as it would only add to his already folk lore-ish reputation. He did feel strange this time though and it was not until two weeks later he suddenly had an odd thought, 'What would he do, if he was suddenly totally invisible and untraceable?'

    As he watched his reflection in the full-length mirror and concentrated on this thought, he noticed his reflection begin to fade and become almost transparent. With much more concentration he could make his image disappear completely and only had to think of being solid again for it to reappear.

    After weeks of practise he was able to disappear at will and even managed to remain invisible for over an hour at a time. He was so eager to test his newfound powers! But where?

    His mind wandered as he pondered the choices of where to put in his first appearance as the invisible man, or rather his non-appearance... He suddenly had a thought which he was unable to shake from his excited brain, the female locker room at the University after all as a student he had seen loads of fit looking well built females disappearing into this room and had often fantasised about what it would be like to be a fly on the wall in there.

    He made his way as a solid person down town towards the university and slipping into the hallowed halls he once occupied as a student he stood beside the hallway lockers and thought himself transparent. Then unseen he slipped to the female locker room and waited outside. Actually he was wondering how to get inside with out freaking anyone out, it would appear really strange for the locker room door to open and close without anyone passing through it. His luck was in as a tall blonde busty student wearing a cheerleader's uniform came walking down the hallway. Quickly stepping aside and behind her he followed her into the locker room.

    It was just as he had fantasised about, rows of lockers and benches with six or seven girls in various stages of undress, standing around chatting. He watched as the blonde student divested her top and sports bra, he then leaned forward and gently blew on to her nipple. She shivered and looked around for a possible open window. When she could not find one she then removed her short skirt and sweat knickers, she now stood in front of him less than two feet away as naked as the day she was born, he lightly reached out and stroked her blond pubic curls only to see a shocked look appear on the girl's face.

    Quickly she pulled away and headed for the shower room, he followed and as he hit the steam sprays from the hot showers he became aware that the steam actually outlined his body. Quickly retreating he made a mental note to be much more careful in future.

    Suddenly he spotted a female student all alone in the corner with a wet towel wrapped around her. Obviously she had just come from the shower and she was not likely to be returning there soon. So there was no reason she would spoil his newfound fun. He silently moved towards her, she seemed on edge as she glanced around the room. She was around seventeen or eighteen years of age and very slim with 36 C breasts and stood five foot six inches tall.

    She relaxed, as she could not see anyone looking in her direction, little did she know of this man so close staring intently at her towel? She slipped from the towel and it was Jim's turn to be shocked, this girl had a great figure but what shocked him was the thing between her legs, even slack it was a six inch penis hanging there. He watched fascinated as she dried it off and then lifted it up to reveal a perfectly formed pussy beneath the tightly hanging balls. He had heard of such things but had never been lucky enough to see one in the flesh, She was a hermaphrodite, both sex organs in on body and he thought to himself "what a body".

    He could not resist as he slid his hand on to her soft cock and he could feel it begin to harden in his hand. The girl looked down at her prick and could see it begin to harden and she was at a loss to explain why her prick felt like a man was caressing it, all she really knew that it felt so good and natural. Within seconds her cock was a fully erect eight inches and as thick as baseball bat.

    Jim Could not release it as he began now to wank the cock in his hand, He had never shown homosexual tendencies in the past but this seemed so different. Tabatha looked down at her rock hard cock and thought she could detect movement similar to a hand gripping as cock as it slowly worked it up and down. She found the sensation much to exciting to even think of crying out or stopping it.

    Suddenly she saw her balls rise up of their own accord and felt something pressing against her rapidly juicing cunt. She should have felt alarmed by the sight of this but she thought she was having a daytime version of a wet dream, after all who says wet dreams only happen at night in bed.

    With in seconds she was panting her way through her first orgasm when suddenly her cock spurted forth its white load all over her lower stomach. Jim instantly released her cock as she grabbed the towel and began wiping up the cream.

    Jim decided to wait for this gorgeous creature and follow her to her dorm before trying to explore the situation a little more.
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    Very interesting concept indeed...thanks and looking forward to more?
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    Interesting... Waiting to read more

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    Very imaginative Nightowl. Thanks.
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    More would be good please...great story
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    I did not see anyone 02

    I did not see anyone!

    Chapter two....

    Jim made sure that when Tabatha entered her home, he was close enough behind her to enter without giving himself away. He waited anxiously as she flitted around the living room and kitchen, suddenly the phone rang and as she answered it, Jim heard her say, "oh ok I was just going to go shower, give me an hour and then come pick me up!"

    He knew he would have to act fast, but at least she would undress herself for him, although she would not know it was for him. Tabatha dashed up stairs and into her bedroom, closely followed by Jim. She began to undress as he watched, unbeknown to her. When she was naked he made his move and began to tease her nipples.

    Tabatha was facing the mirror and allowed a gentle moan to escape her lips as her nipples responded to the gentle stroking. Suddenly she shrieked as she saw the breasts being squeezed. It was not because the squeeze was harsh but the fact that she could see the indentations of invisible fingers pressing into her flesh.

    She suddenly froze and asked, "who are you?" it looked so strange her talking to no one and yet the indentations in her breast flesh assured her someone was there.

    Jim decided to play along and he whispered into her ear, "I am your hidden passion, for too long you have sought to deny my existence!"

    A strange puzzled look appeared on Tabatha's face as she clearly heard these words. "Open your legs, my little sexy slut" she heard the voice demand. Soon she could feel the same sensations earlier as an imaginary hand began to feel her hardening cock, then the unmistakeable sensations of having her cock stroked as the voice whispered "You want to feel as good as you did in the locker room, then you must obey my every word!"

    "No, no, " she moaned, "its wrong to play with myself like this!" she muttered.

    The voice growing stronger and sterner replied, "But its me playing with you and I will have my way or you will suffer!" Jim was now getting into this role as unseen master and was already contemplating his plan of action.

    "You will turn around and get on your knees and you will suck my imaginary cock!" the voice demanded.

    Obediently she turned and knelt before opening her mouth, just as he was about to slip his already hard cock into her mouth, she spoke, "this is stupid, how can I suck an imaginary cock!" but she soon shut up when sure enough her tongue came into contact with what felt like a real cock only she could not see it.

    So she gave way to her inner desires and began to suck hard on the cock she mentally visualised to be in her mouth, but there was no disguising the taste of the sperm that cock was now depositing down her throat. She balked at the taste. Not that it was badly tasting but it just could not be that she had swallowed the spunk of her inner desires, yet she knew the taste so well that it could not be anything else. Her mind recalled the taste of her own spunk, which she had been swallowing for a few months now.

    In her wilder moments she would often wank her cock and licked the spunk from her own hand, and yet this tasted similar but different, if that was possible. She did not realise that she was sucking and swallowing a stranger's spunk and therefore the taste would be slightly different.

    Then the voice inside her head told her to stand and to lay on her bed with her feet still on the floor. In a trance and wondering what was about to come next she did as she was told. Jim then stood between Tabatha's spread legs and lifted her cock and balls clear of her cunt. Tabatha moan as she felt the realistic feel of a handgrip her cock.

    She then felt as if something soft but hard was beginning to force her cunt lips apart, she cried out "No, no, please I an a virgin!"

    The voice laughed as it replied "You will give me your cherry then and also your anal cherry will be mine too!"

    She suddenly began to struggle to get away from this demon she perceived, as her own inner desires. Her mind kept telling her that if this were her inner desire she would be able to control its actions by thinking it to do something else. Suddenly her mind was dragged back to reality as she felt a sharp tearing pain in her crutch as her hymen was finally broken. The sharp stabbing pain continued for a short while until it was overtaken by the intense sexual frenzy beginning to overtake her body. She found herself begging to be fucked even harder as she neared an unbelievable climax. Just as she felt the orgasm break she also felt the throb of the cock inside her as it too began to spurt its life creating fluids.

    She almost shrieked in fear as she watched the blood stained cock slowly exit her cunt, whilst she could not see the full cock she could now see the areas covered by the virginal blood and she closed her eyes as she screamed for this horror before her. Jim took this opportunity to quickly wipe his cock on her bed sheet so he was again invisible to the naked eye.

    Forcing the still hysterical Tabatha over on to her stomach, he tied her hands behind her back and forced her legs apart as she began to probe her anal ring with his fingers. Tabatha tried her best to defend her anal cherry but as she could not see where her attacker was and already hampered by her hands being tied she could do little but hope this haunting would soon be over and would never return.

    She could now feel the same thick cock being forced into her tight anal opening, and the pain seared through her body yet again. Who ever or what ever was doing this to her was only interested in their own needs and pleasures. Soon Jim was fucking her anal ring with hard long strokes and was teasing her as he said, "your cunt is mine, your arse is mine, and your cock is mine to play with as I see fit. You fucking shameless whore will be mine for ever more to be my cum bucket as often as I want!"

    Sobbing into the bed, Tabatha had no response to make for how can you stop something you cannot see. As Jim began to really pound her arse he reached beneath her and began to wank her rock hard cock as he thrust. He matched the thrusts to his wanking and it seemed to Tabatha confused mind that the cock was an extension of the one inside her sore and bloody arse. Soon she felt the tell tale throb as the cock inside her spewed forth its third lot of cum.

    The voice told her to keep her head pressed into the bed as he withdrew his cock and he wiped this shit-covered cock on the blankets beside her. He then re dressed himself and stood off to one side. After some twenty minutes, Tabatha ventured to try to rise from the bed. No longer the heavy weight was pressing her done into the bed, she managed to slide down on to her knees beside the bed and it was then she saw the stain on the sheet where he had wiped his shitty cock. She broke out in fits of sobs as she cried her eyes out that a spirit had raped her, an entity she could not see and therefore could not protect herself from.

    She tried to move her hands but found them still tied tight. She was hopelessly stuck. Meanwhile Jim surveyed his handy work and for the first time in his life he felt good and in control of something. Just then he found he had an intense need to pee and he smiled to himself as he thought about what he intended to do.

    He undid his fly and removed his well used penis, he then walked quietly up to Tabatha and began to piss all over her making sure to spray her mouth, eyes and hair in his personal golden shower.

    He was just about finished when he heard the door downstairs open and slam closed. A female voice shouted out "Tabatha, where are you!"

    Tabatha responded in a wail of sobs and some a young woman of around twenty-two came crashing into the bedroom and stood shocked to see the state of her young lover. Bound and abused beside their bed.

    In all the confusion, Jim slipped out the bedroom and all the girls heard was the slamming of the front door as he made his escape. Jenny dashed to the window and peered down towards the doorway but was unable to see anyone. Although she had to rub her eyes because despite no one being there she saw a shadow make its way along the path at a frantic pace.

    Jim vowed never to attack again and especially during daylight. But his pleasure of what he had done some began eating at his very soul and the urge to repeat the episode soon became too strong to resist. Although the fear of his DNA was being left behind because of unprotected sex calmed his desires for the next two weeks.

    Tabatha blurted out the whole story to Jenny as she gently bathed her and soothed her sore body. Both girls refused to believe it was a ghost that had so sadistically raped Tabatha but if it was not then who could make themselves invisible and be motivated to do such awful things to a gentle natured hermaphrodite.


    Please note that the nature of this story is not necessarily the attitude of the author, I stress this story was written following the detailed requirements of a bluestories member.
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    Another good chapter.....thanks
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    Another great story can't wait for a 3rd chapter

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    Great chapter...keep it coming
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    I love it thank you for taking my callenge and writing the story for me looking foward to more.

 

 

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