Sex with the dead?

I was sexually abused by something not of this world (Paranormal)

Sex from beyond

This is a true story, you may not believe it, but it happened to me in 2008 when I had just turned 30. I will not give you overly specific stuff about me but you can call me Sara, I work in the hospitality industry now but in 2008, I worked in the tech field in California and was doing very well. I was single making 6 figures and had a nice condo nice car everything was good. I had a wild life doing wild things before going to college and landing my job, I will go into some of that later. Something that is not important to this story happened to my sister and as a result to try and help her, I emptied my 401k account. I had never been good at savings, but still it was $25,000. I didn’t have much savings on top of that but I wasn’t all that worried. Then the economy crashed and I lost my job overnight. My whole industry died and I found myself unable to get a job in my field. I had no savings and nobody to help me. I couldn’t get back my 401k money, I lost my car, my home and everything. My parents were dead so I couldn’t ask them for money. My sister was a single mom with a 4 year old and she was the only person I was close to and she let me come live with her. I was so upset and at rock bottom I thought about ending it all. I worked odd jobs just waiting for a call from a few companies in my old industry to call me back. The calls never came. I worked at a check cashing place, a pizza hut, and a gas station overnight, anything to earn some money. I paid half to my sister but it wasn’t much. Then I got an offer in my old field but it was across the country in Ohio. I packed up the few things I had left and rented a car to make the trip with next to no money. I went out there went for the interview and got hired. I got a cheap hotel room and went to work. Then a week later I got laid off. The company was closing down. I was so fucking upset. I was all the way across the country in a new place with no money, no home, and no family or friends.
I went into a coffee shop and opened up a newspaper and sat there with my coffee looking for the first job I could find because in less than a week I would be homeless. The newspaper jobs were empty there was nothing. I knew I was going to have to take some kind of job I would hate. Then I overheard a conversation between a waitress and an older woman. The woman was telling the waitress that her daughter was a live-in caretaker for an older woman who was bedridden and she was getting married and quitting and moving out. I desperately butted in on the conversation and asked for details. She told me a bit about it but said that her daughter Amy could tell me more. She gave me her phone number and I called Amy. I called Amy and she filled me in on what was expected. She had done this job for 2 years with free room and board and was paid $400 a week to take care of an elderly woman named Mrs. Haines. Mrs. Haines whose first name was Edna, was in her 80s and could barely get out of bed. Amy said she didn’t talk much and was only awake a couple hours a day. I was interested in this job despite not having any experience at caring for anyone. I would have to wash her, feed her, and all that kind of stuff. Edna’s son Mark lived in New York and didn’t come home much. He would be the one to hire me. She gave me Mark’s number and I called him. I was so desperate to make money and have a place to live, I lied to him and told him I had worked in that care giving field. We talked for a while and then he decided to hire me over the phone. He gave me the address to his mom’s and told me to meet Amy there and she would get me started. I drove my rental there packed with my few belongings and was happy to be getting a job and a free place to stay until I could figure out my next move. I knew this wouldn’t be permanent but I wanted a job in my career field so I hoped something would open up soon.
I met pulled up to the house and was shocked. Although it looked like a big giant fancy house, it wasn’t taken care of. Gutters were sagging and shutters were hanging off. It looked dirty.
As I stepped inside I saw that it was a bit better inside at least clean. But kind of dark and had an odd smell. Amy gave me the tour and introduced me to Edna who didn’t even wake up really. She gave me a list of phone numbers, a credit card for buying groceries. She told me how and when to clean & feed Edna and then when I was settled she said good luck and left me alone. I was on my own. It was odd getting used to a big old house. It was kind of creepy like an old haunted house from a scary movie. I felt alone despite Edna being in the next room over. I had some dirty clothes I needed to wash and had to go down in the basement to use the washer and it was really creepy there. Then I went up and made myself dinner. I hear Edna call out and I ran into see if she was okay. She was sitting up in bed and didn’t even recognize that I was new there. I brought her dinner. She didn’t really talk at all. After dinner I decided I would wash her. I got her undressed and I remember thinking how nice here breasts were for such an old lady. They were big and saggy but not as saggy as I imagined. I am a C cup and they were about the size of my breasts. She also had a nice mound of Gray hair between her legs. I had a pretty wild sex life as I will tell you about soon enough, but I had never been with a woman. I had thought about it though before. AS I washed Edna with a warm rag, the soap glistened on her breasts and I thought about what it would be like to put my mouth on them.
I washed between her legs and was so tempted to put my fingers in between her legs. I actually felt myself getting wet but I resisted. I got her into bed and settled in and then I went to my room. I was horny and I thought about Edna’s naked soapy body. I fingered myself and rubbed my clit. I hadn’t had sex in months since I lost my job because it wasn’t on my mind. On this night I found myself so horny. I had a nice orgasm and I hoped I could drift off to sleep but I couldn’t. It was weird being in a new house especially an old creepy one. I finally fell asleep.
I had an intense dream that I was having sex with Edna. It was so real. We were doing 69. Then in the dream she was licking and sucking my toes. I suddenly woke up with my feet hanging off the bed onto the floor. I looked down at them it felt so real. I felt my feet and they were wet. It was so strange but I didn’t think much of it.
I woke up early the next day and started cleaning the house and getting used to the daily routine. It wasn’t too bad, and I got organized after a day or two. For weeks the routine was the same nothing unusual happened. I got used to seeing Edna Haines naked and never thought about her sexually during that time or did anything inappropriate. For a couple weeks I waited to get a call to do something in my old line of work but nothing came through. This job was good for the time being but I didn’t want to do it forever. A month had gone by and I realized that it had been 30 days and I had no other job prospects. I was upset and that night I cried myself to sleep. Then something jolted me awake. It was dark in my room and I was groggy. I sat up just trying to get my bearings when suddenly I was pushed down into the bed by what felt like two big hands on my shoulders. I couldn’t see anything in the little bit of light in the room. It happened so fast I didn’t have time to really even comprehend what was happening. My legs spread and I felt the unmistakable weight of someone big on top of me heavy like an overly fat man. I had been fucked by a fat man before when I was in high school. My mom’s boyfriend and I had been having sex off and on for years, and this felt like I was having sex with him again. I couldn’t scream I tried to and nothing came out. My legs were spread open by these big hands I couldn’t see and I suddenly felt a big cock inside me thrusting had in and out of my pussy. I couldn’t tell how long it was maybe a minute or two maybe longer and then suddenly it was over. The weight on top of me was gone, and I jumped out of bed and tried to turn on my lamp. I stood up and thought to myself was I just violated or did I have another realistic dream. I went out into the hallway and checked on Edna. She was asleep. It was quiet and the house was locked. I went into the living room and turned on all the lights and sat there sort of shocked doubting whether what I had experienced was real or not. But as I pulled up my night gown and spread my legs, I gushed out what looked like a large amount of cum. I touched it and then smelled it and finally tasted it. It was like a mix of my own juices and a thick load of cum. I loved cum, I was promiscuous growing up and I knew just how it smelled and tasted. I was convinced someone had cum inside of me and I was freaked out. Needless to say I didn’t sleep that night. By morning light I felt safe enough to go back into my room. There was nothing out of the ordinary. I checked on Edna again she was okay. I wondered if I had dreamed it all. In the back of my mind, I knew I hadn’t. I went to bed after that with my light on. I could barely sleep the next night. I kept waking up. After a few days, I moved what had happened to the back of my mind and everything seemed normal. About a week later I was down in the basement washing some clothes. I was wearing my bra and panties and a nightgown. I turned to take a basket of clothes up stairs and I tripped over something landing face first on the ground. When I looked back near my feet there was nothing there. I started to get up and was on my hands and knees when I felt something grab onto my ass and hips. My head was forced down to the ground by what felt like more hands. My lips and face were actually touching the dirty floor. Suddenly I felt & heard my panties rip from my body. And without warning I was being fucked in the ass hard. I had done anal before and was not really into it because it hurt too much. Now I was being fucked anally hard and fast and I couldn’t see who or what was doing it. I tried to scream and this time the sound came out. I was screaming as loud as I could. There was no way that Edna would hear me from the top level of the house. Even if she did she couldn’t help me. I remember feeling helpless and knowing that what had happened to me a week earlier was no dream. It seemed like my ass got fucked for at least a few minutes. Suddenly it stopped. When I realized it stopped I started to get up but then I felt something jump on top of me and mount me, once again my face was forced to the floor. I knew all at once what it was or what it felt like. It was a dog mounting me. I never told anyone this before but as a teenager I had experimented with my Aunt’s dog on several occasions. He was a big old rottweiler. He had mounted and fucked me a lot and I knew that this is what I was experiencing now. I could hear panting and feel very fast thrusting this time my pussy was taking the brunt. After a few minutes I felt the unmistakable feeling of a dog’s knot in my pussy. It was something I hadn’t felt since high school but I knew immediately what it was. It swelled so big inside me I thought my cervix would burst. I was helpless I couldn’t say or do anything. I could feel this invisible dog cumming just shooting inside of me while I was knotted. Then suddenly I felt it pull out and I got up and ran as fast as I could up the stairs out of the basement. I ran out the front door. And then realized I was on the porch completely nude. My bra had come off during my ordeal and I never felt it. We didn’t have neighbors that were very close, they were several hundred feet away. I was scared but at the same time I didn’t want to go running to the neighbors completely naked. So I reluctantly went back inside and went to my room to get some clothes on. I sat down and put some panties on when I stood up what seemed like a gallon of cum or some fluid gushed out of my pussy and soaked my panties and went down my legs. It smelled really bad. I didn’t care though I was leaving. I threw my stuff in a bag and brought it to the porch. I then ran up the stairs to check on Edna, I actually thought she might be dead. She wasn’t she was asleep. I called her son Mark and told him I had an emergency and was leaving today and wasn’t coming back and he needed to get there as soon as possible. He was in another state and couldn’t get there so he called Amy who had done the job before me to come and stay with Edna for a few hours until he could get there. She got there about 45 minutes later.
I was in shock I think. I was scared and could barely talk. I couldn’t stop shaking. She knew something was wrong. I wouldn’t tell her what happened. The entire time, I was wondering if the same thing had happened to her while she lived there but there was no way I was going to ask her. I left that day and never went back. I had $1200 to my name and used it to rent a car and drive back to California to move in with my sister. I never dared tell her what happened to me. I remember every day wondering if it could happen again to me. It never did though thankfully. I eventually got a good job in the hospitality industry and was able to move out. I got married and now I have a son and a nice safe home. To this day I still think about what happened. I know it sounds weird but now all these years later, I get aroused when I think of it happening. I masturbate thinking of it but of course I would never want to experience it again if that makes any sense. In the years since I got married I HAVE had some very unusual and very vivid sex dreams about sex with animals. Sex in graveyards and other weird stuff. The dreams do not come often but they seem very real when they do.
I read a couple books about paranormal stuff and ghosts and was shocked to find out there have been many accounts of people who claim to have been sexually attacked by things that they can’t see, ghosts whatever you want to call it. Often, they feel it’s something in their background that led to these experiences. In my past I was into witchcraft, I played with Ouija boards, I had sex with a dog and had a sexual relationship with my mom’s boyfriend and number of sinful things that may have led to this. Maybe one of those things led to this terrible experience. I don’t know what caused what happened to me to happen but I think it was something in Edna’s house. I have never told a single person about this and never will. Who knows what they would think. I am only sharing it now with the anonymity of the internet. If you are reading this you may not believe this happened to me, I would never believe it either. But I know it did happen and I want to hear from others who have had a similar experience.
Sara

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