The Ghost and The Dream

The Ghost and The Dream
Angelina Page

I had a secret lover who
Through misty nights would ride,
I thought only the shadows knew
How he came to my side-

Did they whisper my dark lie
To the man to whom I'm wed?
For when our secret he did find
He shot my lover dead!

I mourned the loss with pain and tears
And could not sleep too well,
For I'd awaken filled with fear
Dreaming my love in hell!

One night I tossed alone in bed,
A cold breeze caught my skin
I heard figure-less footsteps tread
They seemed to walk right in!

Some unseen hand touched my flesh,
I felt a presence loom!
What had dared to defy death
And come into my room?

The hidden hand went to my thigh,
I shuddered and protested!
Higher still it did defy,
Then for a moment rested.

"My love, your dreams are sadly true,
I am the Devil's own!
I made a deal to come see you
While you were home alone!"

His invisible fingers stirred,
Parting my lower lips.
Taking in what I had heard,
I moaned and moved my hips.

My love juices dripped and flowed,
He pushed into my snatch.
Wondering, I had to know-
"My love- what's the catch?"

"Well," the voice said with a sigh,
His hand still at my crotch,
"The Devil is a kinky guy-
You see, he wants to watch!"

Suddenly, it seemed surreal-
a burning sulfur smell!
A flash of fire would reveal
The Fallen Beast of Hell!

I quivered at his stature,
So powerful he seemed!
"He is now my master,
Just as you have dreamed!"

Again the fingers prodded,
In and out they pressed,
The Prince of Darkness nodded
As a ghost tongue found my breast!

I cried out in such shame,
But the pleasure was too strong!
My sinful sounds became
A sordid satanic song!

I could not hold back longer,
My hole so wet and hot,
With desire growing stronger,
I reached for unseen cock!

I straddled my ghost lover,
And drove his dick inside.
Satan stood and hovered,
Faster did I ride.

"Adulterer, your soul
Is stained with sin and crime!
And in the end you know,
It's destined to be mine!

I let you have your pleasures-"
The Devil did maintain,
"But there is one more treasure
That tonight I will claim!"

"That was not the deal!"
My love said- but alas,
I could only squeal
Feeling Satan at my ass!

He pushed through puckered pink,
Our peccant passions climbed,
It sent me to the brink
To take the two shafts at one time!

We quavered, quaked and quivered,
I shuddered, shook and screamed,
We trembled, thundered, twittered,
I cursed and came and creamed!

Since then I have discovered
I'm forever at Hell's will-
But now I have two secret lovers
Neither one can my husband kill!