Note: This story will be a direct sequel to my story from a while back, “Ghost Girlfriend”. Please read it if you haven’t already.
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https://www.fights.sexy/ghost-girlfriend/“Give it back, Pierre!” Ramona complained as she struggled to yank her bra out of the French Bulldog’s mouth.
“Grrrrrr!!” Pierre growled playfully as they both continued their tug of war.
“I swear, if you rip it, we won’t need a vet to neuter you!” Ramona said half jokingly.
“You know he just thinks you’re playing when you try to get it that way.” Lila said while browsing her phone.
“Why doesn’t he ever chew on your underwear?” Ramona asked.
“Maybe he just likes your flavor. I know I do.” Lila joked.
“Come on, already!” Ramona whined as she yanked it so hard that she dragged the dog up and he was now dangling from the bra by his mouth, swinging around.
“Let go of it, you little gremlin!” Ramona ordered.
“Hey, what are you doing?” Lila asked, concerned. “He’s not a cat! Bring him over to the couch before he falls!”
“Relax, babe.” Ramona said with a sigh as she did what her girlfriend asked.
“Now, be a good boy and let your mama’s underwear go.” Lila said sweetly.
Pierre did just that and fell onto the couch right next to Lila. He then snuggled up to Lila, who snuggled him back lovingly.
“Why does he always obey you like nothing but never me?” Ramona asked.
“He just needs to get used to having two people around.” Lila said.
“You’ve been saying that for like a year.” Ramona complained.
“I know but-Agghhh!!” Lila shrieked as she fell through the couch.
“Row! Row! Row!” Pierre barked in concern for his master.
“She’s okay, boy.” Ramona said. “Unlike my bra, you fucking animal.”
The raven haired ghost looked around for her girlfriend but couldn’t find her.
“I like you better without a bra anyway.” Lila said as she snuck up behind her girlfriend and began aggressively fondling her tits.
“Oh!” Ramona yelped. “You’re doing that accidental phasing on purpose! I knew it!”
“You love it, you slut.” Lila said with a giggle.
“Ahhhh…” Ramona groaned as the blonde continued manhandling her.
Lila had come a long way since becoming a ghost herself. For a long time, she kept phasing through things by accident but Ramona kept teaching her how to control her ghost powers and she was getting better each day. Lila wanted to keep groping her beautiful girlfriend but she suddenly stopped and became more solemn.
“What’s wrong, babe?” Ramona asked. Annoyed at the end of the groping.
“We still haven’t figured out how to make Pierra into a ghost…” Lila said.
Ramona looked down at her torn up bra.
“Are we still sure we even want to?” Ramona asked sarcastically.
“Ow!” Ramona yelped as Lila pinched her gray nipples as hard as she could.
“It’s not funny, babe!” Lila lectured. “You and him are all I have! It’s not negotiable!”
“Alright, alright! Calm down!” Ramona begged.
Lila finally let her girlfriend go and went back on the couch to snuggle her beloved dog.
“Geez…You act like he’s your baby.” Ramona said.
“He’s OUR baby.” Lila corrected. “And you know he loves you.”
“I just wish he loved my clothes as much.” Ramona complained.
Pierre hopped off the couch and reached up on Ramona’s legs in the way that dogs do when they want something. He looked up at Ramona, giving her his sad eyes. The raven sighed.
“Okay, okay, apology accepted, you little perv.” Ramona said as she lifted him up in her arms and snuggled him as he kissed her.
“That’s more like it.” Lila said as she got up and hugged them both.
“Honestly, babe…” Ramona said. “I genuinely don’t know how we can do it. We still don’t even really know how you became a ghost. It just happened.”
“Well, I drowned in your cum.” Lila said with a giggle. “Maybe we can…Nope! Never mind!”
“There’s gotta be some way…” Ramona said.
“I can’t be without him.” Lila said. “I don’t care what it takes.”
Ramona spaced out in contemplation.
“Well, I’m just spitballing here but there is a place I know that seems to deal with matters of the…unusual.” Ramona proposed.
“I’m listening.” Lila said.
“I would go and hang out there sometimes after I stumbled upon it while exploring because you were in a sex coma.” Ramona explained.
“You got lucky.” Lila complained.
“Sure, I did.” Ramona said sarcastically.
Sexfighting was still a massive part of their relationship and the two girlfriends could still be very competitive.
“It seems like an ordinary antique shop but there’s definitely something more to it.” Ramona continued. “I tried going into the backroom once to see what I sensed but…I couldn’t.”
“What do you mean you couldn’t?” Lila asked.
“I tried to get into the room but…something blocked me.” Ramona elaborated. “Like an invisible wall in a video game. I couldn’t phase through it no matter how much I tried.”
“Maybe you’re just losing your touch, babe.” Lila teased.
“That’s not what you were saying last night.” Ramona teased back.
“I was too busy pussy fucking you into submission to say anything at all.” Lila bragged.
“Anyway, the door opened and I just saw blackness. Like something was preventing me from seeing inside.” Ramona continued.
“And you think this place can help us make Pierre into a ghost?” Lila asked.
“There is 100% something supernatural going on there.” Ramona said. “It might just be our only chance.”
“I dunno…” Lila said. “It seems really suspicious.”
“Would it help if I said the owner of the place was a hot, fuckable redhead with big tits?” Ramona asked teasingly.
“Yes, that does help a lot.” Lila said, perking up immediately. “Okay, let’s go tomorrow.”
“Great.” Ramona said.
The two then looked around at their messy apartment and sighed.
“We really should find ourselves a boyfriend to take care of this place.” Ramona complained.
“We have to agree on one first, remember?” Lila asked rhetorically.
The two ghost girlfriends had discussed the possibility of getting a man for them to share before but couldn’t come to an agreement on what kind of man they wanted. Lila wanted a strong, dependable manly man to provide for both of them but Ramona wanted a more meek, quiet and easily manipulated nice guy to wrap around her finger. The idea ended pretty quickly.
“Besides, we have all the man we need right here.” Lila said as she picked up Pierre and held him out in front of Ramona.
“Arf!” Pierre barked enthusiastically.
“Oh, he’s so dashing.” Ramona said sarcastically.
“So, this redhead shop owner…What’s her name?” Lila asked.
“Oh, I think it was…Felicia.” Ramona answered.
