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I have magical power nd read ts mind so am able to complete the story for him/her. Here it is:

“Oh God..! Fuck yeahhhh..! Unhhhh..!” Jo cried out as her satisfied body twitched with uncontrollable spasms.

Panting, Jo lay still on the bed as waves of post orgasmic pleasure washed over her body. She was enjoying the resultant hypnotic state when she suddenly became aware of a presence in the room and an overwhelming feeling that she was being watched.
Startled, and assuming that it was her husband John who had crept back into the house she sat bolt upright. There was no sign of anybody there.

“John?” She called out. “Are you back?” She said, noticing that her heart was pounding.

John didn’t reply, and a quick look out of the window proved that his car was still missing. He was clearly still at work.
Realising that it was probably just her imagination Jo slipped back into bed and after reading a few more pages of the diary she drifted off into a relaxed sl**p.

It was the sexy feeling of the sheet sliding down over her body that woke Jo up at what must have been around three in the morning.
In her sl**py state, Jo realised that John had come home and was in the mood for some hanky panky, so she just let out a soft, approving moan and relaxed her body ready for her husband’s attention.

Feeling her husband climbing onto the bottom of the bed Jo parted her legs as a welcoming gesture. It was working and she soon felt his warm hands stroking their way up her legs. His thumbs were inside of her thighs and were teasing her labia and gently pulling her pussy lips open.

“Oh baby, that feels so good,” She whispered. “I missed you.”
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Her husband answered by gently pushing her thighs apart and kissing her open pussy.

Jo spread her arms and gripped the silk sheets on either side of her as she succumbed to her husband’s lust.

“Oh yes, uhhh,” Jo whispered as she felt his tongue slowly probing and sucking her vagina.

As her pussy flooded with sex juice, Jo felt her husband’s hands stroking their way up across her abdomen, squeezing her breasts and then gently caressing their way down her outstretched arms. Her nipples were standing to attention as his tongue flicked over them.

“Ow..!” She squealed in painfully delight as teeth nipped her breast just below her nipple.

She felt his warm body pressing down between her thighs. Now she could feel the heat from the hardening cock that was nudging against the entrance of her wet pussy.

“I’m so ready for you honey,” Jo whispered. “Fuck me now!” She pleaded.

In the inky blackness of the room, Jo felt the stiff shaft beginning to penetrate its way into her pussy, and was more than pleasantly surprised by her husband’s apparent extra hardness and pushed her body against it impatiently.
Hands that were stroking her arms now moved down and gripped her wrists, firmly pinning Jo to the bed. Her pussy lips were being slowly, purposely f***ed apart by a hardness which she was definitely not familiar with. Jo’s pussy stretched to accommodate the mammoth cock that was exquisitely filling her.

“Fucking Jeez!” Jo squealed. “You’re deliciously thick and hard tonight baby. What have you been drinking, Viagra juice?”

Jo felt her pussy lubricating itself with her juices as the thick shaft pounded her hole. Spreading her thighs as wide as she could Jo wrapped her legs around her husband’s body as he pounded her towards her second orgasm of the day.

When it finally came, it was earth shattering!

Jo’s pussy was the epicentre of an electrifying wave of pure a****l lust as a dizzying pleasure swept over her.

Jo felt her pussy’s orgasmic contractions squeeze and milk the beautifully thick shaft that impaled her. Seconds later, it too began to pulse and erupt as spurt after spurt of ejaculate filled her grateful hole.

“Fuck yes! Oh my God! Oh yes, yes, yes!” Jo screamed as she felt the joint orgasm taking place inside her body.

Still pinned to the bed by her wrists Jo thrust her hips up to meet her husband’s pounding shaft. The slapping of his balls against her ass confirmed that she had every hard inch of her husband’s cock inside her, and never before had he felt so huge.

As she lay there recovering from an intense orgasm, Jo’s mind wandered to the exploits of a vicar’s wife and her lover, the way that he would pin her arms to the bed before driving his huge cock into her unfulfilled pussy, oddly, in fact, very much like John had come home from work and done to her just now.

Assuming that her husband had sneeked a peek at the diary and was deliberately copying the gardener’s style for effect, Jo was about to ask John if this was the case, when she felt the semi hardness being withdrawn from her stretched pussy. Her wrists tingled as he let go letting the bl**d rush back into her fingers, and in the complete darkness she felt her husband climbing off the bottom of the bed.
At that very moment a car pulled into their driveway, the headlights illuminated the room and Jo looked down at her husband about to query who it might be at this time of the morning.

Her husband wasn’t there!

There was no body there!

Jo sat bolt upright and turned on the small table lamp next to the bed.

“What the Fuck?” She gasped.

Slipping on a silk wrap Jo looked out of the window to see John locking his car and heading for the front door. Her head was in a confused spin as she looked all around the room for the answer to the question on her mind. Who had just fucked the shit out of her so beautifully if it wasn’t her husband?

Jo sat on the bed and thought for a moment.

“Was it a dream?” She said to herself. “Yes, that’s it, the diary, the vodka, feeling horny before going to sl**p. It must have been an incredible dream.” Jo convinced herself.

“About as good as any dream could get!” She said to herself as John walked into the bedroom.

“Hey Hun,” John said. “I’m sorry, did I wake you?” He asked.

“Not at all, I was fast asl**p having a great dream and woke up just as you came home,” Jo said hugging her husband.
“I’m just going to use the bathroom while you get ready for bed,” Jo said to her tired looking husband.

Jo smiled at herself in the full length mirror.

“That was some dream woman!” She whispered to her reflection, dabbing her flushed face with a cool flannel.

“You have a vivid imagin..” Jo stopped in mid-sentence, aware that something was leaking from her pussy and running down her thigh.

Jo stared at the thick creamy liquid in her hand, it was too familiar to mistake, and the odour of semen confirmed that what was now leaking from her pussy was indeed the sperm that had been expertly fucked into her body just a short while ago. And it wasn’t her husband’s!

Jo pulled open her robe and inspected her breasts. Sure enough, in the mirror, Jo could clearly see a small bite mark underneath one of her nipples.

“What the Fuck?” She said under her breath.

Realising now that it couldn’t have been a dream, yet having no clue as to what might have just occurred, Jo quickly cleaned herself up and nervously returned to the bedroom, her head was spinning.

John was sitting on the bed when Jo walked in.

“Are you OK Hun?” He asked.

Jo’s eyes were scanning the room nervously.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” John said, noticing his wife’s unease.

Jo thought about what her husband had just said, then thought some more, and then began to smile.

Slipping into the bed next to her husband Jo whispered in his ear. “Yes, you could say that,” She said.

“A real friendly ghost,” Jo purred as she turned off the light.