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- Sexy Seance -

Linda looked down at the ouija board laid out on the carpet with palpable skepticism. The projector was turned off, the doors were closed, and the lights were dimmed. “Are you really serious about this?” she asked just as her friend sat down across from her.

Lenalee positioned the planchette on the board and gave a shrug. “It’s a chance, however slim, to talk with an actual porn star. Who certainly knew how to please women, judging by that movie. And like the saying goes: nothing ventured, nothing gained. Plus, if it doesn’t work, we would still have fourteen days worth of time to burn.”

Linda bit her lip, mulling that last part over in her head. “But why does she own a ouija board at all? And didn’t she say not to touch her things?”

“Like I said, she’s a free spirit. And this was in her living room, not her bedroom. Now quit stalling and put your hands next to mine!”

Linda sighed but placed her hands on the planchette. “Okay, now what?”

Lenalee tried to remember what the online article had said about using ouija boards. “Well, first we move the planchette around in a circle, to warm up the board.”

“How many times, then?”

“Two would probably be good enough.”

The two girls carefully created a slow circuit of the board with their planchette. Once the first circle was made, they allowed the planchette to rest for a second before starting and completing the second one.

Linda glanced at Lenalee and silently asked what they should do next.

“Before we ask questions, we need to decide who will be the medium – that is, who’ll be asking them out loud.”

Linda just shrugged and said, “You can be the medium if you want.”

“Alright,” Lenalee licked her lips and briefly gazed down at the ground. Then she raised her head and clearly announced, “Hello, any and all spirits. I am Lenalee, and this is Linda.”

“Hello,” Linda politely called out.

“We would very much like to communicate with you. However, as this session is intended to be a positive experience, we won’t allow you to bring negative energy. So let’s get along, okay?”

Lenalee let her words echo about the space for a few moments, then looked at Linda. “That should do it. Now we just need to start with a yes or no question. Any ideas?”

Linda glanced about the room and whispered, “Well… how about whether there are any spirits about to begin with.”

Lenalee nodded. “Is there a spirit present in this room?” she addressed the ouija board.

The girls waited with bated breath as they watched the board. At first nothing happened, but then the planchette slowly began moving by itself. They briefly looked at each other in shock, for neither of them had exerted any force on the thin slip of wood, before quickly locking back on to the board. Soon the planchette stopped, its pointed end selecting the word “Yes.”

Lenalee felt her mouth go dry. “Thank you for communicating with us, spirit,” she said with a growing sense of excitement. “We would like to ask you some questions. Can you answer them to the best of your abilities?”

The planchette stayed on “Yes.”

Linda, feeling a little out of her element, whispered, “So what do we do now?”

“We try to figure out if it’s actually him, and go from there,” Lenalee confidently stated to her friend. She then looked at the board and asked, “Are you a ghost of a person?”

“Yes.”

“Do you remember anything about your life in the mortal realm?”

“Yes.”

Lenalee looked over at Linda, who was much more invested now than she was at the beginning. “You think we should get more specific?”

“Uh-huh,” the other girl responded as she kept watch over the board.

Lenalee nodded, then returned her attention to what was in front of her. “Were you a man or woman?”

The planchette left the “Yes” space on the board to move over to the array of letters and spelled out “Man.”

“How old were you?”

The planchette went to the numbers underneath the letters and selected “2” and “5”.

“So you were twenty-five, then?”

“Yes.”

“Were you born in California?”

“No.”

“Which state were you born in?”

“New York.”

“What year were you born in?”

“1961.”

“What year did you die?”

“1986.”

“How did you die?”

“Fire.”

“Was it the one that destroyed the house that used to occupy this land?”

“Yes.”

Linda now leaned for to whisper new questions into Lenalee’s ear. Lenalee carefully listened, then asked them once Linda settled back in her seat. “What was your job when you were alive?”

“Actor.”

Lenalee took a deep breath before asking, “Were you in movies or plays?”

“Movies.”

Lenalee could see Linda start to slowly lean over in anticipation. “What type of movies did you appear in?”

Both of their hearts skipped a beat when the planchette spelled out, "Porn.”

“Ah… what kind of porn, exactly?”

“Threesomes.”

Their fingers twitched on the planchette. Still, Lenalee pressed on with the questioning. “Did you have any tattoos or piercings?”

“Yes.”

“What did you have, then?”

“Prince Albert.”

“W-wha-” Lenalee momentarily stuttered, then rushed out the most important question for identifying whoever was communicating with them, “what was your stage name?”

The planchette moved to the letter “J.”

The girls straightened up.

It spelled out “Javier.”

Their eyes grew wide.

It paused, then made its way to the letter “D.”

Their breaths hitched.

Finally, the planchette spelled out “Dangler.”

And they finally lost it.

“It’s him!” Linda happily cried out as they threw their arms around the other in a tight embrace. “It’s really, bloody him!”

Lenalee giggled, her cheek pressed against her friend’s. “And you doubted it would work,” she gently teased the other.

Linda rolled her eyes but still smiled. “Okay, you were right this time. Just don’t let it get to your head, now.”

The girls giggled some more before realizing that they were still in the middle of a ouija board session. They quickly sat back down and placed their hands back on the planchette.

“Sorry for that, Javier,” Lenalee apologized. “It’s just that... we really wanted to talk with you. So when you confirmed who you were… we…”

“We just had to celebrate,” Linda completed her friend’s sentence with a breathless giggle.

Lenalee bit her lip to preempt another giggling fit, then shook her head to try to clear it. Once she felt calmer, she looked at the ouija board and asked, “Would you like to continue answering our questions, Javier?”

“Yes.”

“Okay then…” Lenalee had a contemplative frown on her face as she asked her next question. “Since we’re talking with you right now, does that mean you’re not at peace?”

“Yes.”

Linda also frowned. “Is it because of how you died?” she compassionately asked, choosing to directly question Javier instead of having Lenalee do it for her.

“No.”

Both girls blinked in surprise at that unexpected answer. “Then why aren’t you at peace?” Lenalee asked.

“Sex.”

They were only confused for a few moments before they read between the lines. “Wait, are you telling us that you can’t move on because you’re too horny?”

“Yes.”

Lenalee and Linda looked at each other, then dissolved into a massive giggle fit.

“W-well, he was a porn star. To go from an existence filled with sex to one without must have been h-hard,” Linda pointed out as she struggled to keep her hands on the planchette.

Lenalee frantically nodded before letting out another string of giggles. She once again had to calm herself down before asking Javier another question. The titillated light in her eyes was harder to get rid of, though. “So if you find a way to release your… sexual frustration, you’ll be able to move on?”

“Yes.”

“Do you have a plan that’ll help you accomplish that?”

“Yes.”

“Can you tell us the plan, then?”

“Age.”

Lenalee tilted her head to the side as she thought on Javier’s strange answer. Then she realized it wasn’t an answer, but a question. “Wait, are you asking for our ages before you’ll tell us?”

“Yes.”

Lenalee looked over at Linda, wondering if they should do so. Linda nodded her head to indicate her giving consent. So Lenalee turned back to the board and said, “Well, I’m nineteen and Linda’s eighteen.”

“That means we’re both either at or above California’s age of consent and America’s age of majority,” Linda helpfully pointed out, not entirely sure how such laws worked back when Javier was alive.

“Okay.”

The girls smiled as they leaned forward again. “So what’s your plan’s first step?” Lenalee asked.

“Strip.”

A moment of silence, then the girls just shrugged in acceptance.

“Well,” Linda mused as she got up to turn up the lights, “we can’t exactly do that in a dark room, now can we?”

“We do want Javier to have a good look after all,” Lenalee agreed with a nod as she too stood up. Her blouse and skirt were quickly slipped off to reveal an hourglass figure clad in a green plunging bra and matching thong.

Once the room was bright enough, Linda walked back over to the board and started stripping as well. Underneath her crop top and shorts were a white strapless bra and black low-rise boy shorts hugging a slightly more athletic frame.

Lenalee looked down at her underwear and toyed with the waistband of her thong. “Hmm… Do you think Javier meant ‘strip to your underwear’ or ‘strip completely’?”

“Most likely the latter.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right.”

Lenalee’s hands went to the front of her bra and undid the front clasp, allowing her C-cup sized breasts to gently spill out and display their naturally full shape and light brown nipples. Then her hands went back to her thong and slid it down her long legs, revealing a thin landing strip of dark hair settled among shaved pubic mound skin.

Linda’s hands also swiftly removed her own bra and boy shorts. As a B-cup, her breasts were not as large as Lenalee’s. But they were still luscious, as well as snow-pale and tipped with pink nipples. Meanwhile her pubic region was completely bare and smooth, courtesy of a recent trip to the beauty salon.

Both nude girls moved their respective clothes to the side and sat down on the floor. Linda chose a cross-legged position displaying her clitoris and labia lips while Lenalee favored kneeling with slightly splayed legs.

“Alright, Javier,” Lenalee addressed the spirit once both girls laid their hands upon the planchette, “we’re naked. What’s Step #2?”

“Fuck.”

“Now that I saw coming a mile away,” Lenalee commented with a smile. “We’ll have to move away from the board for this, Javier. Will you still be able see us?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, then. Enjoy the show!”

The girls shuffled away from the board until they were right next to the chair Linda had used earlier, the canvas bag still occupying the seat. Lenalee transitioned to a full sit as her back touched chair leather and spread her legs wide. As Linda slowly crawled towards her, Lenalee started to gently massage her breasts and tease her nipples. They were quite sensitive and thus helped a lot with getting her in the mood.

When Linda was finally in front of Lenalee, she sat as close to Lenalee as possible in a kneeling position and leaned in to kiss her.

The kisses were soft at first, as the girls focused on just the sensations experienced by their lips alone. Next their arms began to gently caress the other’s body. Linda sighed as Lenalee’s hands rubbed her sides, while Lenalee hummed as Linda’s fingers followed the curve of her collarbone.

Then Linda licked Lenalee’s lips to request entrance and was approved. The soft sounds from before became moans as their tongues twisted and tangled with each other. The girls refused to break for air, so their noses had to compensate. Saliva began leaking from the corners of their mouths as time went on.

Their touches grew more heated as well. Lenalee cupped and thoroughly kneaded Linda’s breasts, trapping the other’s nipples between her fingers and squeezing them into hard, red peaks. Linda, meanwhile, had placed one hand on the cushion behind Lenalee’s head while the other slowly teased the skin of her inner thighs. The hand at the thigh moved inward, fingertips tracing a path that lead to Lenalee’s landing strip and down. Once Linda’s fingers slowly parted Lenalee’s labia folds, she pressed her thumb and middle finger against her clitoris and vaginal opening respectively.

Lenalee moaned when she felt Linda’s fingers rubbing her. Her hips tilted up and began slowly bucking as Linda inserted her middle finger inside and stroked her slick walls. Then she threw her head back with a gasp of pleasure as Linda combined her stroking with inserting another finger and firm, circular patterns on Lenalee’s clitoris.

“How should we come?” Linda asked as kissed the side of Lenalee’s neck, never stopping her hand’s ministrations. “By fingering each other? Eating each other out in the 69 position? Scissoring? Or maybe a strap-on or double-ended dildo?”

Lenalee panted as she grabbed Linda’s hand with one of her own before pressing it hard against her groin. She took in a shuddering breath after Linda leaned in to lick at an erect nipple. “First, we do some 69ing. And th-then fin-ish with the d-double-ended dil-do!”

Linda nodded and reached out with her free hand to grab the canvas bag and place it on the floor next to them. She swiftly opened it and started rummaging around its contents. “Do you want something for the 69?”

“A bu-bullet v-vibrator!”

“Okay.”

Linda promptly took out a slim metal bullet vibrator, a slightly curved double-ended dildo, and two small bottles of lube. She handed the dildo and a bottle to Lenalee before moving back to let her friend get into position.

Lenalee let out a small whine of disappointment once she registered the loss of Linda’s fingers, but nonetheless took in a deep breath and moved away from the chair. She then laid herself down once she had enough room to stretch out, applied lube on one realistic phallic-shaped end of the dildo, and nodded to signal that she was ready.

Linda moved and crawled over, carefully aligning her body so that she had a clear view of Lenalee’s dripping vagina and her friend could see Linda’s slightly damp labia lips. Once she lowered her body and achieved full skin-on-skin contact, Linda immediately began sucking on Lenalee’s clitoris and teasing her labia folds with the metal vibrator before slipping it in and turning it on.

“Oh!” Lenalee whimpered as she felt the vibrations travel throughout her aroused body. Her hips pushed harshly into Linda’s face, who simply just hummed and switched the vibrator to a higher setting.

Not wanting to just receive pleasure, Lenalee wrapped one arm around Linda’s hips and brought her vagina closer. Then she licked the opening and inserted her tongue inside, setting a much faster pace with how it explored the increasing wet space. Linda moaned in bliss and returned the favor by rotating the vibrator inside Lenalee and cycling through all of its vibration settings.

Finally Lenalee withdrew her tongue and lightly rubbed the lubed end of the double-sided dildo against Linda’s opening. “Y-You think you can h-handle this?” she asked, panting due to the metal vibrator being left on its highest setting. “You still felt pretty tight.”

“Don’t worry about me,” Linda reassured her as she returned to rubbing Lenalee’s clitoris. “Just slip it in.”

Lenalee shivered but whispered out, “Okay.” She pressed the tip further against the tight ring of muscle until it began to open and engulf the blunt head. She heard Linda moan out and saw her friend arch her back in response to the toy traveling deeper inside. Lenalee whimpered herself as she felt the bullet vibrator Linda had been playing with slip out of herself, its vibrations too strong to keep it in place.

“God, that feels g-good,” Linda mumbled against Lenalee’s thigh. Her side of the dildo was about halfway inside her vagina, as Lenalee didn’t want to put in too much all at once. Lenalee’s side, the non-lubed end, commanded a presence as it cast a shadow over her face.

“Butt bumping or reclining?” Lenalee asked in regards to their final position.

“Hmm… the f-first one.”

Lenalee patted Linda’s thigh, an indication that she needed to get up. As Linda obliged and crawled forward before stopping a few inches away, Lenalee grabbed her bottle of lube and liberally applied its contents to the other side of the dildo. Once the dildo was thoroughly coated, she turned around, got on all fours, and backed up until she felt the phallic head rub itself between her inner labia.

Lenalee reached behind her and grasped the dildo to steady and guide it as she resumed backing up. Her vagina readily enveloped the toy as it slid inside, stretching further and further until Lenalee stopped at the halfway point. She took in one final breath before locating the small power button set right in the middle and pressed it.

The dildo immediately came to life, its wriggling drawing out loud moans from both girls. Their first thrusts were shallow as they moved their hips, trying to keep what measure of the dildo’s length already inside from slipping out. But as their pleasure grew, so did the intensity of their thrusts. That lead to more of the dildo being swallowed up and thus its vibrations affecting more sensitive areas.

Now their hips were fully synchronized, amazingly holding the dildo in place despite all their frantic movements. Their backs were fully arched, leaving their breasts and heads to rest upon the floor. They both were relying on one arm to steady themselves, as the other was preoccupied with frantically rubbing their clitoris. Moans, gasps, squelches, buzzes – all sorts of sounds filled the air as they continued on tightening the knot within their bellies.

“Ahhh!”

“Ahhh!”

Their simultaneous screams signaled the snapping of the knot, which unleashed orgasmic waves that violently washed over them. They could do nothing but let themselves be swept away into bliss, heavily panting in order to replenish their oxygen supply.

Linda was the first to recover from their orgasmic high. She slowly got up on all fours and crawled away, sighing as she felt and heard her vagina release the dildo with a wet squelch. Once she was free, she sat down and turned to look at Lenalee.

Lenalee was still slumped over with her hips in the air, softly moaning as the vagina-clenched dildo vibrated on. Linda reached out to switch it off, letting Lenalee breathe a sigh of relief. The white-haired girl then grasped the dildo and smoothly pulled it out of her raven-haired friend.

“You okay, Lenalee?”

Lenalee hummed as she rolled over onto her back. “Yeah. Just enjoying the afterglow.”

Linda giggled and reached out for the bullet vibrator, which was still making its way across the carpet, in order to turn it off as well. “Do you think Javier enjoyed it, too?”

“Only one way to find out.”

The girls returned to the ouija board, uncaring of the juices running down their thighs, and again engaged with Javier. “So, Javier,” Lenalee smiled as she leaned over, “what did you think about that?”

“Hot.”

Linda grinned and asked, “And did it make you less randy or more?”

“More.”

The girls giggled at his answer. “Well then, does your plan have a Step #3?” Lenalee asked.

“Yes.”

“Okay, so what do we do next?”

“Wait.”

Linda blinked in confusion. “Wait for what, exactly?”

“Me.”

“I guess that means he has to perform the next step on his own, and it’ll take time,” Lenalee mused as she looked at the board. “Do you know how long we’ll have to wait for you, Javier?”

“20 minutes.”

Linda groaned impatiently, “What? Why so long?”

Lenalee shrugged. “Maybe he has to gather energy for it or something? And don’t forget what I said about us having time…”

“You’re right, Lenalee,” Linda sighed as she conceded, “I guess waiting twenty minutes won’t kill me.”

“Good girl,” Lenalee praised her friend, removing one of her hands from the planchette to give the other a head-pat. After laughing at the resulting pout and returning her hand to its previous position, she asked, “Is there anything we should do while waiting for you, Javier?”

“Leave session open.”

“What do you think he means by that?” Linda asked as she looked at her friend.

“I think he’s referring to the ‘Goodbye’ space,” Lenalee explained as she pointed at the aforementioned space on the ouija board. “The site I looked at said that you need to place the planchette on it to fully close a session. So we just need to not do that until he’s ready.”

Linda nodded in response, then sat up once she heard her phone’s notification chime. After grabbing the phone and checking it, she turned back to the board and asked, “Hey, Javier? Would it be okay if we spent the twenty minutes waiting for you doing other things?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, then I’ll see you later,” she said before removing her hands from the planchette to crawl over to the dildo and vibrator.

Lenalee watched her friend grab the sex toys and lube bottles, then dump the latter into the canvas bag. “And just where are you going?”

“Outside for yoga,” Linda explained as she grabbed her clothes while balancing the bag and sex toys in her other arm. “It’s time for my daily session. I’ll come back when it’s time.”

Lenalee got up and opened the door for Linda, seeing as her arms were already preoccupied with items. “Remember to clean the toys before you go out!”

“I will!”

And with that Linda left the viewing room, still in the nude.

“I wonder if she’s planning on taking advantage of the isolation?” Lenalee speculated before moving back to the board.

“I think I’ll also go do something else in the meanwhile, so just send us a sign when you’re ready,” she addressed Javier. “Should I just leave the board here, or move it back to the living room?”

The planchette quickly spelled out “Living room” before going still once more.

Lenalee nodded before grabbing her own clothes and redressing. Then she carefully took hold of the ouija board, making sure the planchette was nowhere near the ‘Goodbye’ space, and carried it to the living room. She laid it down on the coffee table and said “See you soon, Javier,” before leaving to gather some cleaning supplies.

Had she stuck around for a few more seconds, Lenalee would have seen the planchette twitch before spelling out, “See you soon.”

- 20 minutes later -

The empty living room soon found a strange mist appear out of nowhere and gather in front of the ouija board. The mist began to coalesce, silently growing until it reached the height of an adult human male.

Then the mist swiftly dissipated and left behind a tall male figure with paper-white skin, dark circles under his eyes, and a silver Prince Albert piercing with a captive bead.

The mysterious man slowly opened his eyes, then began to take in his surroundings. Had either Linda or Lenalee saw him, they would have immediately recognized him.

It was Javier Dangler. Nearly, in the flesh.
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