Reincarnated With The Pornstar Class In Another World

The burst of ominous energy nearly throws me off the ghost, but I cling to her tightly, my cock still buried deep inside her slick, unearthly pussy, glowing hotter with every passing second. The purifying light pulses violently from me into her, yet the dark aura surrounding her swells thicker and larger, writhing like living smoke ready to choke the life out of me.

A chilling dread crawls instantly up my spine and settles heavy in my gut. Her black eyes blaze with pure malice, leaking ribbons of dark energy that lash wildly through the air. She throws her head back and roars, the sound vibrating straight through my bones.

"I’m going to kill you for this, mortal!" she snarls. "You dare try to purify me?"

She bucks and thrashes beneath me with impossible strength, but I pin her wrists harder against the cold floor, my muscles burning as I force my hips down harder, keeping myself locked deep inside her.

What the fuck was I thinking taking this job?

Sweat pours down my face. My asshole clenches so tight I nearly shit myself right there on the dusty floor. One slip. One moment of weakness. That’s all it would take for this thing to rip my soul straight out of my body.

But I cannot afford to die here. Not like this.

I bare my teeth and roar back at her, my voice raw and half-crazed. "You’re the one who wanted to get fucked, you evil bitch! I’m giving you exactly what you begged for!"

Her eyes widen for a split second in shock. That tiny hesitation gives me the opening I need.

My cock surges brighter.

The purifying light tears through her translucent body like molten gold. I can actually see it spreading inside her, illuminating every curve and hollow of her ghostly form. I slam my hips forward with everything I have. The wet, supernatural friction shoots lightning up my spine. Her walls clamp down around me, fighting and milking me at the same time.

Then the darkness strikes back.

Dark claws rake across my shoulders and chest, tearing skin and drawing blood instantly. Pain explodes through my body, but I don’t stop. I pound into her faster and deeper, my balls slapping against her with every brutal thrust. Fear, rage, and raw lust twist together into something feral inside me. I fuck the hell out of her, my hips snapping relentlessly, driving my glowing cock to the hilt again and again.

"Take it!" I growl through gritted teeth. "Take every fucking inch!"

She screams and thrashes beneath me, but I keep her pinned down with pure desperation and body weight alone. The dark aura lashes at my face now, trying to blind me, but after realizing there’s a limit to what it can actually do, I tilt my head back and keep going.

Still, the terror only makes my thrusts even harsher.

I am not just exorcising her anymore.

I am fighting for my fucking life with my dick.

The pressure builds fast and uncontrollable. My cock throbs violently inside her, brighter and hotter than ever before. Every muscle in my body locks tight.

"BEGONE, EVIL!" I bellow.

I slam into her one final time and explode.

Thick ropes of cum burst from me, flooding her ghostly pussy in hot, powerful jets. The golden light detonates together with my orgasm, blasting through her entire body from the inside out. She lights up like a star, every vein and curve glowing brilliant gold.

"Noooo!" she roars, her voice cracking with agony and defeat.

I keep thrusting through my climax, pumping every last drop into her while the purifying energy burns away the darkness consuming her. Her body convulses around me, her wet walls fluttering wildly as the two forces wage war inside her. The dark aura shrieks and dissolves, shredded apart by the blazing golden light.

I grit my teeth and hold on, riding out the longest, most intense orgasm of my life while the ghost beneath me slowly shatters.

Finally, the last of her resistance breaks.

She goes limp beneath me, her body glowing softly now. I pull out slowly, my cock still twitching, before collapsing beside her onto the filthy floor. My chest heaves violently like it’s about to burst open. Every breath burns. Sweat and blood coat my skin.

I just stare at the ceiling, trying to remember how to think straight again.

The ghost lies there beside me, breathing quick and shallow. Her form looks far more translucent now, almost fragile. The oppressive black energy has vanished completely.

I push myself up onto one elbow, still struggling to catch my breath, and carefully reach toward her.

My hand passes straight through her shoulder.

No resistance. No solid ghostly flesh anymore.

She slowly turns her head toward me. A small, peaceful smile curves across her lips. A single tear slips from the corner of her eye, sparkling faintly as it falls.

"Thank you," she whispers softly, her voice already beginning to fade.

Exhausted and strangely hollow, I watch as her body starts to disintegrate.

It begins at the edges. Her fingers and toes break apart first, turning into shimmering golden dust that drifts upward and disappears into the air. Slowly, it spreads up her arms, across her chest, and along her neck. Through it all, she keeps that same gentle smile, her eyes half-closed in relief.

Her face is the last thing to vanish.

That peaceful, grateful smile lingers for one final heartbeat before it too crumbles into sparkling motes and drifts away into nothingness.

Silence fills the room.

I sit there for a long minute, naked and exhausted on the cold floor. My entire body aches. My mind feels scraped raw. I drag a hand down my face and let out a long, tired breath.

"Rest in peace," I mutter quietly.

The words echo faintly through the empty hall.

It’s just me here now.

The perverted ghost is finally gone.

I force myself shakily to my feet and gather my scattered clothes.

Glancing toward the crystals piled in the corner, I store them all inside my inventory before getting dressed and walking out of the hall.

Checking my phone, I realize it’s already late. At this point, it makes more sense to head back to the hut and spend the night there.

When I finally return to the hut, I freeze.

The horse I bought earlier is standing right outside it.

What the actual fuck?

I tied it to a beam near the entrance of the village.

"How did you get here?" I ask, patting its head.

"Neighiiiii!"

The horse neighs loudly at me, almost sounding pissed that I left it behind. That’s when I notice the rope still hanging around its neck. The other end has completely snapped apart.

"You fucking coward," I chuckle, realizing the damn thing probably came searching for me after it stopped sensing the ghost’s presence.

I decide not to tie it down again. At this point, the horse clearly recognizes me as its master.

Leaving it free to wander around the village and rest, I step back into the hut and immediately drift off to sleep.