Chapter 2

Wednesday

Azumi woke much earlier the next morning. She checked her phone. It was half past eight. The fire had died down but was still producing heat. Azumi got it going again, had breakfast, and changed.

Azumi was wearing a pair of jeans, a black band shirt, and a dark blue hoodie.

She plugged in her phone. Normally she did it when she went to bed but the ghost appearing had caused her to forget. As she was sorting out the fire in the kitchen, she heard a knock at the door.

"I'm back!" called Mokuzai, "I've brought the extra wood."

Azumi quickly ran to the door.

"Thanks a lot," she said.

Mokuzai left the wood next to the door and went back to cutting down trees.

Azumi went back upstairs into her bedroom, collected her dirty clothes, emptied her bag and stuffed her dirty clothes into the bag.

"Better get some clean ones while I'm at it. That ghost might come back," she mumbled.

Azumi swung the bag onto her back, put some shoes on, and left the house. On her way out, she called to Mokuzai and let him know that she was going out for a while.

As Azumi was walking down the dirt trail out of the property, she saw someone walking towards her. As she got closer, the person turned out to be Akiya.

"Hey!" He called.

"Hello, perv," retorted Azumi.

"I said sorry," he pleaded.

"Have you said to your friends that they can't party in the servant's quarters anymore?" said Azumi.

"They're not my friends," argued Akiya, "But I did mention to them that someone had bought the house, they ignored me and said they were planning to party in there again."

"When?" Asked Azumi.

"Tomorrow," answered Akiya.

"I'll call the police when they turn up," said Azumi, "Anyway, the real reason I came was because I wanted to show you these," said Akiya, handing Azumi some Polaroid photographs.

Azumi looked at them.

"They're all pictures of a man," said Azumi.

"It's the same man over and over again," said Akiya, "All of these were taken near your house," he added.

"He's also naked," noted Azumi, "Not bad looking,"

"When I took the pictures, I saw no one. However, when I developed them he appeared," explained Akiya.

"I need to go wash some clothes, so I've got to get going," said Azumi.

"Don't you have washing machines?" asked Akiya.

"I haven't really moved in yet, so washing machines and stuff are still at my old house," explained Azumi.

"I'll come and help," offered Akiya.

"I don't really need help, but you're okay to tag along if you want," said Azumi.

Azumi and Akiya walked down the dirt track, then turned out to a path and followed that until they reached the bus stop.

"Shit, I don't have any money," said Akiya.

"I've got plenty," said Azumi, "You won't need to owe me."

"Thanks," said Akiya.

Once the bus arrived, they got on and Azumi payed. They chose seats near the back.

"So, Azumi. Your family must be really rich to be able to afford a place like that."

"Long story," said Azumi. She briefly went over the events leading up to her family becoming ridiculously wealthy.

On the rest of the bus journey, the pair conversed and talked about their hobbies and interests.

Akiya had only a couple of friends, so spent most of his time on the internet looking at abandoned houses, and reading stories of paranormal activities surrounding them. He would also find out about houses he could get to and would snoop around them, taking pictures.

At the bus stop, Azumi and Akiya got off the bus and took the short walk from the stop to Azumi's old house.

The house was much newer and considerably smaller than the one Azumi was currently living in. Azumi unlocked the front door and took in the familiar sights. The living room. The kitchen. The utility room.

"So when are you selling this place?" Asked Akiya.

"Pretty much as soon as everything's moved out," replied Azumi, stuffing her dirty clothes into the washing machine.

"So what do you make of my pictures?" Inquired Akiya.

"They're interesting," said Azumi, turning the washing machine on.

"You don't think they're fake?" said Akiya, "Everyone else does."

"I know the ghost exists because I've heard him," explained Azumi.

"Really? What did he say?" asked Akiya, who was getting excited.

"He said that he fed off strong emotions to remain on Earth. He specifically mentioned fear and pleasure," remembered Azumi.

"That explains the stories of him raping people!" blurted Akiya.

"It also explains why he stopped around the time the parties in the servant's quarters started," said Azumi.

"There haven't actually been any parties for a while because the people at the parties who could buy booze all either left for university or are busy with work," said Akiya.

"Oh my God! That explains…" trailed off Azumi.

"Explains what?" Asked Akiya, but quickly realised what she meant. "He raped you?"

"He didn't actually put it in. He did foreplay, and was about to put it in when I begged him not to because I'm a virgin, then stopped," explained Azumi. Her face reddened slightly. She felt weird talking about it to someone she'd just met.

"But why?"

"He reappeared last night, and tried to explain some sort of deal he could make with me. But he disappeared before he could explain it,"

"Maybe he needs more energy?" Suggested Akiya.

"Maybe," said Azumi. "Keep an eye on this. I'm going to get some stuff," she added.

Azumi went to what had been her bedroom ever since she was little. It had her bed, her drawers that constantly stuck, her wardrobe. It had all been there for years, most for as long as she could remember.

Azumi collected some extra clothes, her laptop, some DVDs, and some toiletries. Wrapped up in an old set of clothes was her vibrator. She took a quick look at the door and listened carefully for Akiya. When she was certain that he was still downstairs, she turned the vibrator on. The light buzz reminded her of all those times when her parents were out, and she would use it. Her friend Scarlett had bought it for her 16th birthday..Azumi and Scarlett were pretty close. So close, in fact that Scarlett had shown Azumi how to get the most pleasure out of it. The thought of the dark purple dildo vibrating inside her made her a little bit moist. However, just before she was tempted to use it, Azumi turned it off, wrapped it back up in the clothes she had found it in, and stored it at the bottom of her bag.

Back downstairs, Akiya was stood next to the washing machine, waiting for Azumi to come back. He was thinking about Azumi's new home, and the great pictures he wanted to take before it was done up. His thoughts were interrupted by the fact that the washing machine had stopped.

"That was fast," he thought, "They must not have been very dirty, so she put them on a quick wash."

Rather than just standing about, Akiya decided to put Azumi's clothes in the tumble dryer in order to save time. He opened both the washing machine and the tumble dryer, then began to transfer clothes between the former and the latter. He moved a jumper, a towel, a shirt, some leggings, but stopped when he found some underwear. They were light blue, boxer style underwear. He remembered seeing them when he had walked in on Azumi naked. He remembered seeing her face turn red as she shouted at him. Akiya began to think of other things he had seen, including her nice, perky breasts. He threw the pair into the dryer, and pulled out more of Azumi's undergarments: red knickers with black flower outlines, and a purple bra. Akiya's mind began to wander from him walking in on her, to imagining Azumi in the underwear he'd found. He felt his dick begin to harden. Akiya tried to shake these thoughts from his mind and started the dryer. Unfortunately, it was too late; Akiya's dick was already hard. It was visible in his jeans. He felt guilty about thinking of Azumi, someone who had been nice to him, in that way. But he couldn't get the images out of his mind. Akiya tried to think of something else to get the pictures out of his mind.

Akiya began to panic when he heard Azumi coming back downstairs. He checked the bulge, and luckily it had gone down enough not to be noticeable.

"I've got everything," said Azumi as she reentered the room.

"Okay. The washing machine finished, so I put your stuff in the dryer," said Akiya.

"Thanks!" Said Azumi, "Once that's done, we can go."

The pair hung around for a while until the dryer had finished. Once they were done, they caught the next bus back to Azumi's new house.

"I'd better get going now," said Akiya, at the beginning of the dirt track.

"Oh, okay," said Azumi, a little disappointed that they couldn't hang out for longer.

"I'll come see you later," he promised.

Akiya pulled the photographs of the ghost out of his pocket and handed them to Azumi.

"Here, have these," he said.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, maybe they'll help figure out what he wants," he suggested.

Azumi took the photos and slipped them into her back pocket.

"Thanks," she said.

As Akiya was about to walk away, Azumi said: "Wait!"

"What is it?" he asked.

"I don't really have anything to give you in return, but if you want you can have the underwear I was about to put on when you saw me naked," she said.

Akiya's eyes widened as his face turned bright red at the thought of Azumi wearing the underwear she was offering.

"Just kidding!" she said.

Akiya broke into a nervous laugh, and walked away, becoming faster and faster as he got further away from her.

Once Akiya was back at home, he heard his mum call from the kitchen: "Akiya, is that you?"

"Yeah," he answered.

"Get any good pictures?"

"No, not really,"

Akiya went upstairs to his room and closed the door behind him. He sat at his desk and opened his laptop. The screen showed a collage of pictures that he had taken of old houses, some of which showed ghostly figures, floating objects, and a piano with some of its keys being pressed down. Akiya closed the collage and opened Facebook. He saw the friend request Azumi had sent him. He accepted it. Akiya thought back to what Azumi had said about her giving him her underwear. He began to imagine Azumi in those light blue boxers and that sexy purple bra. His cock began to harden again. He tried to shake the images from his mind, but couldn't. Akiya was beginning to get really horny. His penis pressed against the fabric of his jeans. He began to image Azumi naked again. He knew that she had just showered because when he had seen Azumi, her hair was still wet. He thought of Azumi in the shower, the water rolling off her perky tits, her hand moving down and touching her clit. He imagined Azumi not shouting at him when he walked in on her, but instead inviting him to join her.

Akiya managed to get in control of his thoughts again. His dick was pressing so hard against his jeans that it hurt. Akiya tried moving his thoughts away from Azumi by closing Facebook, and opening up some porn that he had saved.

His laptop's screen showed a girl who was 18 and had longish brown hair, not unlike Azumi's. Her boobs were a D-cup, so they were a size bigger than Azumi's. She began to play with her boobs and dance. As she danced, she began to take off her clothes. Her top, her skirt, her bra, and finally her underwear. The girl began to tease herself by poking her fingers inside her pussy. She would lick off her juices.

Akiya was so horny that as soon as the girl had orgasmed, he closed the video, closed his curtains, and locked the door. Akiya lay on his bed, and began to strip down until he was left naked.

Akiya's dick was firm and erect. He began to slide his right hand up and down the shaft, speading his pre-cum all over it. He used his left hand to cup and fondle his balls. Akiya began to moan. He thought of the girl in the video at first, but began to move his thoughts to Azumi. Azumi not shouting at him, but instead asking him to join her.

"Come here," she pleaded, "Let me wash you. I can shower again if you make me messy."

Akiya rubbed the tip of his penis, letting the juices cover his fingers.

Azumi pulled him over to her and began to take his clothes off.

"I can't wait to feel your penis in me!" She squealed.

"Oh, Azumi," he moaned.

Azumi turned the hose on and began to spray Akiya and herself. She knelt down and began to give him a handjob.

"Your dick is perfect!" She said, now playing with his testicles.

Akiya removed his hands from his penis, and licked all the pre-cum from them. Next, Akiya did something that he had always been unsure if it was impressive, or just slightly creepy. He curled up into a ball, upright and placed his mouth over his cock. Once he was comfortable, Akiya began to suck and lick. He kept using his hands to massage his balls.

Azumi removed her hands and licked the juices off.

"So tasty!" She squealed.

She opened her mouth and Akiya shoved his dick inside. Azumi licked, sucked, and moaned.

Akiya felt the orgasm building. He began to suck harder and harder until he came. Akiya filled his mouth with his own cum and swallowed.

Azumi removed her mouth from his dick and left her mouth open as Akiya's hot jizz covered her face and mouth.

"You taste so good, Akiya!" she moaned.

Whilst his dick was still hard, Akiya lay back down and slid his hand up and down his shaft.

Akiya licked the cum off Azumi's face and deep kissed her.

"Please do me!" She begged.

Azumi lay down in the pool of water, and Akiya lay on top of her. He shoved his cock into her dripping wet pussy. Akiya thrusted harder and harder, causing Azumi to scream in pleasure.

"More! More!" She begged.

Akiya thrusted one last time and came, covering the blanket in his hot sticky cum.

"Azumi!" He moaned, muffling the sound in his pillow.

After lying in the same position for a few minutes, he began to feel guilty. He'd just fantasized about the girl he'd accidentally walked on, become his friend, and believed his pictures were real. He hadn't been able to restrain himself.

As soon as Azumi went inside, she went straight upstairs and turned on her laptop. She had no desk or anything else to put it on, so she put her laptop on the floor and sat in front of it. She put down the towel she had used to shower the other day so that she didn't make a mess. Once her laptop had turned, she went into her files and opened up some porn. She chose one of her favourites. It started with a man and a woman flirting with one of the woman's friends. While this had been playing, Azumi had stripped down and was readying her vibrator. Azumi skipped past the talking and found the part where the couple were stripping the girl, ready for a threesome. As the girl was lowering herself onto the man, Azumi turned on her dildo and began to slide it in and out of her dripping pussy. The girlfriend masturbated to her friend being fucked by her boyfriend, before joining in by sitting on her boyfriend's face. As the sex onscreen became more and more intense, Azumi continued to use the dildo with one hand and played with one of her tits with the other. Azumi moaned in pleasure. She pushed her dildo in deeper and deeper, whilst playing with her clit. Even after the video had finished, Azumi wasn't finished, so she went to the next one. Part way through the second video, Azumi came.

Seeing as Halloween is coming up, I decided to post the next chapter. I've also added to chapter 1. I have written more but these are the only chapters that I'm happy enough with for me to post them. I hope you enjoyed these. I'm going to be making amendments to these as I go on. Once the story is finished I'll be posting the whole thing. But seeing as it's taking so long, I figured that I'd show you the progress I've been making.

Let me know what you think of this story so far, I'll really appreciate it. Sorry this is taking so long but I don't have the time to sit down and write for hours on end anymore.

Avatar madness chapter 11 is being written so please be patient. I'm not sure when it will be done but when it is I'll post it.

See you next time!