As the sensations spread throughout my body, I felt myself moan and squirm. I felt a finger slide into my pussy. Except, unlike the others, this one was warm. I opened my eyes to see Laura staring at me with a smile.

I shut my eyes. My heart began to flutter. It didn't make any sense. Was I really getting nervous over some stupid ritual that definitely won't work? What was she even trying to accomplish? We're nearly in our thirties, what kind of grown woman still believes in this stuff? Then again, what kind of grown woman still gets nervous around a little crush? Asian cinema is not just entertainment; it's an exploration of cultural identity, social norms, and human relationships. By choosing to watch Erotic Ghost Story, you're stepping into a realm where each frame and dialogue enhances your understanding of Asian ethos and cinematic excellence. Before I knew it, Laura was reciting words in a language I didn't recognize. I opened my eyes a peek, to see she was reading from her laptop screen a bunch of latin words. As she finished speaking, I felt a chill run up and down my body, and finally settle between my hips. I felt a soft finger travel from my thigh upwards. I gasped for a moment, frustrated as the most intense orgasm of my life was taken away. Then, a chill spread through my entire body as I felt the spirit enter me. Suddenly, I was no longer in control. My movements were not my own. I could still feel everything, including the soft, supple breast that the spirit had placed my hand on. Laura gasped again,How's Matt? Is he still working at that, uh-" I strained to find the place I was looking for. I was sure she'd told me. I never really cared for Matt, so I suppose my brain chose not to keep that information. Liz, your clothes!" She gasped. As her voice reached my ears, I felt my shorts slowly slide off my body, taking my panties with them. My top and bra did the same. I was suddenly exposed. The cold touch felt even colder as it explored my body. I should have felt embarrassed to be naked in front of my long-term crush, yet the mix of fear and pleasure from this entity seemed to distract me. That's not me, Liz." She stammered, "What are you feeling? What is it doing? Describe everything to me." A couple glasses of wine deep, Laura and I sat together on her couch. We laughed at whatever trashy show she'd thrown on her flat screen. Erotic Ghost Story revolves around three fox spirits (played by Yip, Man and Kudô) who have attained human form. Upon helping a hapless scholar, the trio begin to have lustful thoughts about him. This soon leads to many erotic romps and the eventual discovery that he is a dangerous demon.

A neighbour whose husband can’t satisfy her needs doesn’t provide the greatest of comic relief, but some effort was made with production design, particularly the atmospheric exterior of Wu’s house with its fog that seems to surround it and even seep inside at times. In fact there were times while watching Erotic Ghost Story where I wondered if it could have been very good indeed if it had had more money spent on it, plus some rewriting of Tsang’s work; in particular the details of our foxy fox spirits are rather vague and here it’s not necessarily a good thing because we’d feel more for them if we understood their situation more. But then the all-important sex factor could have been better in a few ways too. Yet it’s hard to dislike this unashamed slice of exploitation Hong Kong style where they clearly made a real effort to put in as much as its meagre budget was able to stretch to. If 88 Films get hold of the sequels, I’ll be there. But Sex And Zen first, please. Oh..." Laura sighed, "I guess I haven't told you yet. We broke up a while ago. He was just too... boring." Laura what are you-" I began, my eyes shooting open. I looked at her, expecting her to be close. Instead, she was sitting right where she was before, cross-legged and eyes wide. She looked afraid, yet curious. I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist. Seeing you trembling like this - well - I had to join." She started. I managed to muster up a word before collapsing into shudders of pleasure,We had been best friends since elementary school. We'd gone through every phase together. After college graduation, we'd both lost touch. She'd gone and moved in with her long-term boyfriend, and I'd started my writing career. Yet somehow, no matter how far we'd strayed, any time we met up, it felt like we had never stopped talking. The combination of her hands and the spirits, the contrast of warm and cold, felt unlike anything I've ever experienced. Suddenly, Laura's camisole slipped off, revealing her perky breasts. They looked more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. I leaned forward, still feeling the icy embrace of the spirit on my clit. I took Laura's breast into my mouth and swirled my tongue around her nipple.

I stared at her, trying to analyze if she was joking. I shrugged, "I've never really thought about it. Why?" It's so good to see you again, Elizabeth." Laura giggled. She never called me Elizabeth, only when she was for-real-no-bullshit-serious. Otherwise, it was Liz. I'd always had a small crush on her, nothing too intense. But if I were to say that I'd never had the occasional erotic dream of her beautiful curves, or fantasized about kissing her passionately, I'd be lying. Well," I began, "It's sort of... touching me. In my.." I trailed off, feeling embarrassed. Suddenly a cold finger pressed onto my clit, "Ah!" I squirmed. Although I was afraid, it also felt really, really good. I felt my clitoris swell and my nipples harden.Really? Five years with him and you ditched him because he was boring?" I laughed. I tried not to let the subtle spark joy creep up onto my face. Three vixens have meditated for 1,000 years to able to shed their animal natures and become human. For the final month of their rigors, they have moved near a village where women pray to a god of fertility. One sister visits the god’s temple and thinks lustful thoughts. As she leaves, a priest confronts her, warning of dire consequences and of demons that will try to stop the vixens’ transformation. Soon, the youngest sister saves a poor scholar from bandits and becomes enamored of him. Each sister visits him, and before long, the youth has made love to all three. After they invite him to stay with them, the playfulness takes a scary turn. Where can they turn for help? At Asian Movies, we invite you to immerse yourself in the vibrant world of Asian cinema. Whether you're a seasoned aficionado or a curious newcomer, each film we present, such as "Erotic Ghost Story (聊齋艷譚)," offers a rich tapestry of storytelling that transcends boundaries. Released in 1990 and brought to life by director Lam Nai-Choi, "Erotic Ghost Story" is a cinematic journey that showcases the diverse and dynamic essence of Erotic Movies, Fantasy and Horror Movies from Hong Kong. My thought process was interrupted by what felt like a cold hand travelling up my body and onto my breast. Another travelled towards my vulva, brushing but not quite touching it.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointment as I realized the spirit no longer had control over my body. I glanced over at Laura, who had her eyes closed and a content smile on her face. Subtitles play a pivotal role in bridging cultural gaps, and that's why "Erotic Ghost Story" comes with subtitles in English, French, Russian and Spanish, ensuring that you're not just a viewer, but a participant in the narrative. Starring a talented ensemble cast, including Amy Yip, Chi Jan Ha, Gwa-Pau Sai, Hitomi Kudô, Lap-Man Tan, Manfred Wong and So Man, the film promises an experience that's both intellectually stimulating and emotionally captivating.