Emily is undertaking a long and frustrating drive alone when her car breaks down on a lonely road at night. While her hope fades, she suddenly notices a neon light shining a little further down the hill. Her spirits are raised when she finds a tiny bed and breakfast cottage, with a kindly old landlady who offers her food and a warm bed for the night. Emily is only too glad to gratefully accept the old woman's offer, but she has no idea that there might be someone else living within the cottage. A needy spirit, who also desires to comfort her... and in doing so, satisfy her own lustful hunger as well.Short Extract..........Emily moaned softly, finding herself slightly aroused by what was happening. She glanced down the bed through misted eyes to try and see who or what was caressing her, but she could see no-one.The soft touches continued to caress her skin, growing bolder with every passing second. Warm soft fingers at first teased her ankles, slipping down to caress the tops of her feet before pushing gently between her toes. Emily sighed as she stretched out her toes, allowing the warm fingers free access into the crevasses between them.Emily was thrilled as she felt two unseen hands begin to move up her legs. The caresses stroked Emily's soft skin, to then change in mid-stroke and take on a more urgent squeezing motion. She felt long fingers kneading and digging into her muscles; working her flesh as if it was soft bread dough.Emily sighed, exhaling slowly.The touches were exquisite, soothing, her body felt so relaxed. Emily's dream-like state grew; her normally upright inhibitions were being broken down and she found that she was not in any way afraid of her unexpected night caller.She opened her eyes and again looked down the bed. The quilt remained flattened, the slight movements from her legs being the only sign that anything was happening down there.By now she had guessed who the unseen hands belonged to."e;Mary?"e; she whispered aloud. The caresses on her legs stopped at almost the same moment. "e;Is this you, Mary? Is it you who is touching me?"e; Emily waited in anticipation, holding her breath to listen for any response.She heard a low moan from near the bottom of the bed; a female voice, not threatening at all.Emily's breath caught in her throat, a moment of excitement and euphoria taking her, as she watched an outline start to appear beneath the quilt. She watched incredulously as the bedcover began to slowly rise above her legs, forming a pear-shaped bulge. Emily stifled a gasp as she realised it took the form of a lithe shapely woman. She found herself transfixed by the sight.Emily felt no fear inside her, only a strange tingling excitement which rippled through her body from this paranormal encounter; the first she had ever experienced. She had read of such things allegedly occurring to others of course, but had paid little attention to them, choosing not to believe in such matters. Emily had preferred to think of them being explained by some logical explanation; a trick of the mind, or perhaps being triggered by drink or drugs. But none of these explained just how she was lying in a strange bed in the middle of nowhere, being given gentle caresses by a spirit from beyond this world.....'What Mary Needs' is a paranormal lesbian erotica novella of approx 12,500 words.
