The Naughty Collection

by Ruby City Books

  “Now that puts another piece into the puzzle,” Shelly mumbled to herself, “but it also opens up the possible suspect file. I have to talk to her.” She looked at her watch. Her first class was in thirty minutes. She could stop by Tanya’s office after. All she needed to do was figure out what to say.

  Standing outside Tanya’s office two hours later, Shelly still hadn’t come up with a way to begin this conversation.

  “Hi there, the ghosts of your last two conquests fucked me last night, and want to see you again,” she mumbled, “yeah, that will work...if by working I mean get me landed in an insane asylum.”

  Shelly was still pondering her opening line when Tanya opened her door, “Are you here to see me?” she asked.

  “Yes, ma’am. I have a couple of really strange questions that I hope you can answer.”

  Tanya didn’t smile, just waved Shelly inside, “It’s Dr. fuller, not ma’am. And if this is some kind of sorority activity where you question God, you can leave now.”

  “No ma-- I mean Dr. Fuller, I am not in a sorority,” Shelly said as she sat down, “I don’t really know how to start.”

  Tanya stared at the younger woman, “Well, why don’t you come back when you do. I don’t have time to waste.”

  Shelly realized she had to come up with something quick, so she plunged forward, “Ok, how about this. Is there anything in the Bible about ghosts. I don’t mean the Holy Ghost, I mean the other kind.”

  Tanya sat back in her chair and thought for a second, “Yes, the Bible mentions ghosts and spirits, but mostly in the Old Testament. Many present day scholars don’t give it much weight. Why do you ask?”

  Shelly cleared her throat, “Well, ever since I moved to my apartment in Murfreesboro, I have felt what I believe is the presence of other people. I hear noises and feel phantom touches.”

  “Interesting,” Tanya said, “but excuse me for asking, do you take any kind of illicit drugs or drink excessively?”

  Shelly laughed, “No, but if this situation continues, I may need to start. Everyone warned me about the apartment, but I was desperate for a place to stay. Now I am stuck with it.”

  “Where is this apartment?” Tanya asked, leaning forward in her chair.

  Shelly noticed the other woman’s interest increase, “Oh it is very close. The building is called The Treehouse Apartments. Do you have time to walk over with me?”

  “Treehouse? I’m not familiar with that place,” Tanya said, “and I don’t know what good I could do by entering the apartment. I don’t perform exorcisms.”

  Shelly tried another tactic, “I understand, but the whispers are getting louder. The other day I actually understood a full sentence. It was a male voice, and it said, ’genius multi-tasker’.” Thud. Tanya sat back in her chair so fast that the force caused it to roll backwards against a wall with a “Dr. Fuller, are you okay?” Shelly asked, amazed at the other woman’s reaction.

  Tanya did not answer, just sat there, eyes closed, her chest moving quickly with each breath. She had a recurring nightmare in which Steve called a genius multi-tasker, and then someone plunged a knife into his throat. Now, to hear this young woman use the same phrase, it brought everything back to the surface.

  “This Treehouse Apartments,” Tanya finally said, “wouldn’t happen to be on Oak Street, would it?”

  Shelly smiled, “Yes it is...do you know anything about it? I know there was a horrible crime committed there, but not much more.”

  Tanya stood up and walked around the desk, “I know a little bit, but you are going to take me there to confirm my suspicions. Shall we?”

  Shelly was on her feet in a second, “Yes, thank you Dr. Fuller. I believe you can help me get to the bottom of this.”

  The two women made the short talk to The Treehouse Apartments and walked up the stairs to B20. Although she expected it, Tanya was still shocked to be standing in front of Rick’s old apartment. Since that horrible night, Tanya had not set foot in the building. Being back there made her realize how much she missed Rick and Steve even though they only had one night together. Their lives had ended, and in a way, so had her life. She had closed herself off from the world, for fear of getting hurt and hurting others again. Tanya’s eyes filled with tears as Shelly unlocked the door.

  Before Shelly opened it, she looked at Tanya and noticed she was crying, “Dr. Fuller, it is going to be all right. You don’t have to go in if you don’t want to.”

  Wiping her eyes, Tanya said, “No, it is time I faced this. And please call me Tanya. I have a feeling we should be on a first name basis.”

  Shelly nodded and opened the door, inviting Tanya inside. When the door closed, both women sensed the presence of others in the room with them. Tanya saw the semi-translucent ghosts first, in the mirror, and shrieked.

  “I see them! How can they be here still??”

  Shelly looked in the mirror and reached out for Tanya’s hand, “It’s okay. They just wanted to see you. They told me they missed you and loved you.”

  Tanya squeezed Shelly’s hand, but kept her eyes on the mirror, “Did they tell you what happened? Will they speak to me?”

  As an answer, Rick whispered, “Beautiful...naked.” He moved behind Tanya’s reflection and tried to undo the buttons on her blouse, but couldn‘t do it. Tanya felt the pressure of Rick’s naked body against her back, and craved a better connection.

  “Rick, let me,” she said and started unbuttoning. As more of her skin became visible, the more solid Rick and Steve both became. Both women noticed this, and Tanya turned to Shelly, “I know I’m asking a lot, but will you disrobe too?”

  “Thought you’d never ask!” Shelly said, and quickly threw her shirt off and slid the yoga pants off her slim legs. She looked at Tanya and realized they were polar opposites. Where Tanya was curvy, Shelly was a straight line. Where Shelly was blonde, Tanya was a brunette. The one thing they had in common was the small tuft of hair at the top of their vaginas -- not long enough to be considered out of control, but not short enough to give the appearance of an undeveloped child.

  With both women nude, the ghosts looked completely solid, and to Tanya, sandwiched between them, they felt solid, too.

  “Rick, Steve, I‘ve missed you too so much. Can you tell me what happened?” Tanya asked. Rick spoke first, “A man...stabbed...died.” He then moved his hands around Tanya’s breasts, his vibrating touch made her shiver. “Who was it?” Shelly asked, completely enthralled by seeing the two ghosts covering the older woman.

  Steve answered, “Stepfather.” Tanya’s eyes opened wide at that, “My stepfather? No, he couldn’t do that. He wouldn’t!” Rick moved his hands from Tanya’s breasts to her head. Immediately Tanya could see what happened through Rick’s eyes. She saw how the hooded man attacked as soon as the door opened, how he had revealed himself to Rick as he died.

  “I’m sorry Rick! Steve! Please forgive me!” Tanya cried, as she hid her face in her hands. Shelly was also shocked. She never thought she would witness anything like this. There she stood, naked, with another nude woman and the ghosts of two men.

  “What can we do, Rick? How can we make it right?” Shelly asked. The two ghosts looked at her and Steve answered, “Nothing...just want Tanya...happy....no blame.”

  Tanya raised her head, “Thank you Steve. This should have never happened. I will make my father pay, one way or the other. But right now, I need to feel both of you inside me. Is that possible?”

  Shelly laughed, “Honey, you have no idea. Show her, boys.”

  The ghosts surrounded Tanya, and she instantly realized this would be the best fuck of her life. She had been celibate since the night Rick and Steve died, and feeling their vibrating, ghostly forms brought back all of the old desire. She felt Steve dropping down on her body, forcing her legs to open wider. Then an intense vibration entered her pussy and she couldn’t believe how good it felt. Behind Tanya, Rick separated her ass so he could mirror Steve’s actions on her anus. Within seconds, Tanya
was on the verge of a mountainous orgasm. Her eyes caught movement, and she noticed Shelly standing alone, enraptured by the scene. Tanya reached out to the young woman and brought her in for a kiss. Shelly was surprised by the level of passion, and tried to match it. She grabbed Tanya’s left breast and squeezed it the way she liked it. Tanya moaned with pleasure.

  “You may have to catch me Shelly, they are doing this wonderful vibrating thing on me, and I’m about to explode!”

  “Go with it, Hun. That’s just the start of what they can do!” Shelly said, once again kissing Tanya while pinching her nipples. True to her word, Tanya exploded, squirting her fluids all over the carpet.

  “OH YES!! YES!! THAT’S IT! KEEP GOING!” Tanya screamed.

  The two ghosts didn’t let up their vibrating assault, until Tanya stopped shaking. Then, as one, they stood up, and both of their cocks entered her. Tanya’s eyes bulged at the impact.

  “OH! MY! GOD!” Tanya screamed, “I FEEL SO FULL!” “I know, right?” Shelly laughed, “You’ll never get two living men to share like that.” Tanya didn’t respond, at least not with words. The only thing that came out of her mouth was

  moans and groans. Having Rick and Steve inside her like that made her complete. As they moved in and out, up and down, defying the laws of gravity and physics, Tanya could feel an even bigger orgasm building.

  Rick whispered into her ear from behind, “Last....orgasm. We...must...go,” Steve finished. Tanya cried at the thought, but it did not stop the freight train-sized orgasm from racing towards her. Her two lovers kept moving, speeding up their thrusts, until Tanya’s orgasm hit. If anyone besides Shelly had seen Tanya at that moment, they would have sworn the woman was having a Grand Mal seizure. The sensation allowed Tanya to see colors of the rainbow that haven’t been named. She heard music that hadn’t been written. As the feeling lessened, it felt like Tanya was floating to the floor.

  “We....love....you...Tanya,” the two ghosts said, their images in the mirror slowly fading.

  “Thank....you...Shelly,” they said, just before disappearing all together. When Rick and Steve’s presence could no longer be felt, Shelly helped Tanya back to her feet, walked her into the bedroom and tucked her into the bed. She made her way out of the bedroom, but Tanya’s voice stopped her.

  “Where are you going?” Tanya asked. Shelly stood in the doorway, “I thought you might want to be alone.”

  Tanya pulled the covers down next to her, “No, I have spent too much time alone already. Please come to bed and cuddle with me.”

  Shelly smiled and hopped in next to her new friend. Tanya put her head on Shelly’s chest and the two women stayed that way for an hour. Tanya finally sat up and broke the silence.

  “How am I going to make my stepfather pay for his crimes?”

  Shelly giggled, “I don’t know, Hun, but you can’t tell the police that your ghost boyfriends showed you what happened and then gave you the fuck of your life!”

  “True, so maybe jail time is out of the question, but I can still destroy something he loves. Maybe the reputation of Middle Indiana needs to come down. Want to help?”

  Shelly said, “I would like nothing more.”

  Tanya leaned down and gave Shelly a tender kiss. “Then it is decided, we take down Middle Indiana. But first, young one, you need to catch up. I believe you are down two orgasms.”

  “I am!” Shelly laughed, “but the ghosts are gone.”

  Tanya gave Shelly a stronger kiss, slipping her tongue into the younger woman’s mouth. When she broke it off, Shelly was breathing hard from the passion Tanya had shown her.

  “Silly girl, boys are fun and all, but we don’t need them for orgasms!”

  THE END

  Stepbrother Proposal

  PROLOGUE

  The sound of laughter beckoned Leona Wilding to the back garden where her dad John and stepmom Charlene were enjoying their third anniversary party with family and friends. She had disappeared from the garden when the boys, Charlene’s sons Chancellor, called Chance, and Chandler, aka Chad, had arrived with their dates. It had been the first time that Chad had brought anyone to a family function with him, and it had been the last straw for Lee. She could hear their voices now, Chance’s a musical baritone, Chad’s a deeper bass.

  “I haven’t seen her, Mom,” he was saying. “Want me to go find her?”

  Lee hurried forward. The last thing she needed was to be alone anywhere with Chad. He had a girlfriend now, and she had better get over him real fast before her heart broke any more. Being alone with him would only tempt her to do something foolish, something that would no doubt humiliate her and embarrass him.

  “Give it a few more minutes, love,” Charlene answered, “and then I’ll go see if I can’t find her.”

  Lee had been worrying in the past month or so that Charlene suspected that the reason she was leaving for a college in London, rather than the one in the neighboring state that she had sworn up and down was her number one choice all through senior year, had something to do with the slender young woman now sitting demurely in the chair upon whose arm Chad rested, her hands in her lap, her pretty features composed in such a way that Lee knew at once that she felt out of her depth and was scared. Lee knew that look, because she had also mastered it.

  She rounded the corner, and Charlene saw her immediately.

  “Where did you disappear to, sweetie?” she asked, coming towards Lee with concern in her eyes. “Is everything all right?”

  Lee forced a smile, and nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just had a bit of a scare. After last night, I decided maybe I should take something.”

  It secretly appalled her that she was lying to Charlene, but she was glad she had a ready excuse in the stomach upset that had sent her up to bed early the evening before. No one would suspect a thing, and she could probably, if she was careful, pull off a complete disappearing act in about an hour, and not have to be around to watch Chad and his girlfriend. As it was, she gritted her teeth, and steeled herself to an hour with her rival and the boy -- no, he was a man now -- she would never have.

  From the very beginning, Chad had stolen her heart. He and his mother had moved into their home on the river a year after Lee’s mom had died when she was still in junior high. She had entered high school with the biggest crush on her new sibling, but he had been entering his senior year, while she was just a freshman. He had been kind to her, sweet, even, but nothing more. And every day she had fallen more and more in love with his happy-go-lucky charm, his winning smile, his kindness to her, and his absolute beauty. And he never knew she existed as more than his newly-acquired kid sister.

  He’d never made a pass, he’d never flirted with her, he’d never showed her anything but brotherly affection. And even that was sometimes cool and almost distant. Lee suffered in silence, having no one she could talk to, not even her stepmother, who was as sweet to her as she could be. Lee’s rather larger proportions often made her a target in school, and Charlene had become her champion, so much so that by the end of her freshman year, Lee was more confident in herself, and no longer bullied by others. But she hadn’t been able to talk about her feelings for her stepbrother, which she also worried might be wrong, because they were related, sort of. Weren’t they? She worried about it until he left for college, and she could relax.

  Except when he came home that first Christmas, the feelings had swamped her, and she had almost made a fool of herself. As she was about to do again, if she didn’t get her head in the game. She didn’t need anyone noticing that she was distracted, because she couldn’t answer the inevitable question about why without lying again. One lie for the evening was quite enough; she couldn’t handle more. So she stopped thinking about her feelings and listened to the talk around her, hoping no one would try to involve her, but prepared to participate if they did.

  That was the last time she had seen Chad before she went away to college. She had managed to be away when he came home for Easter, and by the beginning of t
he summer break, before her parents were even used to her being a high school graduate, she was on her way to London, to the University of London, Royal Holloway and Bedford College. Her love for music and her interest in psychology would be the basis for her time there, as she planned to double major in Psychology and Music. She would forget Chad. She would get over her doomed love for him, even if it took forever.

  CHAPTER ONE

  “Ms. Wilding, please report to the headmistress’s office. I’ve been sent to relieve you.”

  Lee looked up in surprise at the woman who stood smiling at her. What on Earth could be the matter? Her heart leaped in her chest. What if something had happened to her dad? Charlene had just been on the phone with her the night before about his condition. Had he gotten worse? The surgery to repair his damaged heart valve had only been a week earlier. She tried not to let her fear show. The girls were doing a test, and she didn’t want to frighten them.

  “Thank you, Ms. Williamson. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

  Lee hurried away to the office on the right of the imposing foyer, and knocked on the massive mahogany door. A faint “Come in!” greeted her, and she walked in, praying the news would not make her lose her breakfast. And then she promptly passed out at the sight that greeted her. When she came to, she was reclining in a firm leather chair, her legs raised on a matching ottoman, and a glass was being pressed to her lips.

  “Have a sip, Lee,” Chad said, and held the back of her head gently in his hands as she obediently sipped the golden liquid. She turned her eyes to his face, but everything was a blur before the tears that welled in them. She closed them again, and heard her boss say,