Mystical Mayhem  

MorganLeFaye1978 38F
80 posts
6/27/2006 11:49 am

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Mystical Mayhem


I wrote this for all the woman out there that are confidant and know they are desirable. This is every womans desire. To be able to get what they want when they want it with just a look or a word. For each and every Temptress out there. I hope you all enjoy!

A cloud of red smoke slowly decends from the sky to hover above the beach...as it dissapates a form begins to take shape. A beautiful long haired brunette, eyes blazing green. She is wearing a long black strapless dress that enhances her full breasts, with a slit up the side and a bit of bare leg showing. She is donned with a long black cloak wrapped around her with the hood down. She stands there with confidence. For she knows that she will gain what she desires on this eve. She begins to look around. As her eyes land on her prize they blaze with fire and she smiles softly. He is walking along the beach drenched in the moonlight that is barely above the horizon. She sees his dark hair touched by an unseen hand as the gentle cool breeze blows in off the water. She begins to walk toward him slowly, the ocean softly slapping at her bare feet as she walks digging her toes in the cool sand. She begins to sing a soft song. A spell of some sort.

Her prey looks up to the sound of the soft voice singing. His eyes become clouded with an unknown desire for her. He begins to move toward her as if being drawn to her by some unseen force. She smiles wickedly for she knows that it is her song that is driving his need. As he approaches she stops the soft song she had been singing to quietly speak. "Good Eve M'Lord.. What clouds your mind on such a glorious night?"

As she stops her song his eyes once again become clear and he notices for the first time the enchanting woman standing before him. He shakes his head a bit to try and clear out the confusing thoughts that had entered his mind just moments ago to be able to answer her soft spoken question. "Good Eve, M'Lady. Honestly naught that I am aware of. I came down to the beach for a peaceful walk and suddenly I am standing before such a bewitching creature. Ideas and notions running rampant in my mind with no idea from whence they came."

She smiles again. "Yes it seems like a night to walk and chase all notions from the mind. Although you do realize it is going to rain do you not?" She replies ignoring his last statement altogether. He continues to stare at her beautiful face, a look of doubt crossing his visage. He pulls his gaze from her to look up to the heavens to see a clear night not a cloud to be seen.

"M'Lady, I do not wish to speak ill of your words but I do not see how you have come to believe such a notion." She smiles softly again and looks up to the sky. She closes her eyes face still upturned and in her minds eye whispers the words needed. The sky begins to darken with clouds rolling in, thunder echos in the distance and a soft warm rain begins to fall. She turns to look at him the warm rain falling on her face as she does so. He looks at her in disbelief. How did she know?

Watching the rain fall on him dampening his clothing so that the body beneath is fully recognizable ignites the fires within her. The fires that she had come here to extinguish. She had found her prey. Now was the time to capture and conquer for she could wait no longer. Boldly she leans forward slightly to softly kiss his bewildered lips. The taste of her was like poison spreading through his body. A poison of lust and desire. As she softly kisses his lips his eyes widen in awe, but as he begins to sample the taste of her full red lips he begins to feel a longing he had not felt in so long. And his eyes cloud over again with a lust unimaginable. He returns her kiss with an eagerness for more.

The rain has drenched them both causing their clothing to become like a second skin rippling with each movement. His hands begin to roam all of there own over every inch of her body. His touch sears through her wet clothes enflaming the passion within. He presses against her trying to become one with her wet form as the rain continues to fall. They lose their balance and tumble to the wet sand below. She looks up at him. Her eyes have gone from fiery green to Dark Black with desire. The sight of her eyes reinforces his actions. He continues to ravage her on the sand at the oceans edge. He tears at her dress yearning to see all of her. In return his clothes fall in shreads around them as her fingernail traces along his back his sides, his hips. He shudders from her touch and leans down to take one of her nipples in his mouth. She arches her back and cries out as the sweet warmth of his mouth envelopes her.

She can not wait any longer. There is plenty of time on another encounter for sweet and total surrender. For now she needs him. She wants him. She longs to feel him inside her. She eases one hand into his hair to pull him back up to kiss her venomous lips, while the other hand slowly travels down his chest towards his erection leaving behind it a trail of heat. Her fingers encircle him searing his soul. He gasps at her touch and a new sensation is awakened in him that he can no longer control. He grabs both of her hands flinging them above her head and looks down into the depths of her black eyes to see the flames raging in them. Unable to control himself any longer he plunges into her tight, wet, warm abyss with a groan. She squeals with delight as he enters her and begins to wiggle her hips underneath him wanting to feel more.

He begins to rock against her slowly wanting her to feel every inch of his masculinity. She shudders as he begins to move as he touches each and every point of bliss within her. He kisses her again with ardor, still holding her hands above causing her breasts to jut out and rub against his chest. The rain is still softly falling on them as he begins to rock faster. The thunder is echoing closer as they are lost in each other. she begins to whimper under his strength his movements nearly sending her over the edge of her passion. He continues to rock against her growling as his tension builds. He shudders ready to take the final plunge. As if in unison the thunder sounds and a crack of lightning lights the sky as he pushes one last time hard into her moist cavity groaning loudly filling it with his cum. She cries out and closes her eyes as she feels him spill his warmth inside her taking her past the point of rapture. She bites her lip as her body shudders violently from her own release. A small tear of ecstasy slips out from her closed eyes. She sighs softly as the passion ebbs.

He releases her arms and slowly lowers his body onto her lying still inside her. His breathing begins to slow. The rain has stopped and the sun has resurfaced driving away the clouds in the sky and the ones in his head. He begins to realize where he is and what he has done. He pushes up on his hands and looks down into her face seeing a look of pure satisfaction. He stammers. "Oh.. I'm so sorry..I don't know what came over me. I just couldn't help myself m'lady.

She looks up into his eyes of sorrow and grins wickedly. "Yes M'Lord, I know. And I know why also!" With that she closes her eyes and vanishes from beneath him leaving behind the sound of soft laughter. He rolls over quickly in shock and looks around for the lovely woman only to find that he is alone.


©LeFaye78 2006

grib1876 44M

6/27/2006 1:10 pm

Incredible writing! Very nice. Thanks for sharing.

Grib


buddhamike 105M
7006 posts
6/27/2006 1:13 pm

Ahhh, is this how Arthur Pendragon was enticed, and Mordred conceived?


MorganLeFaye1978 38F
110 posts
6/27/2006 8:38 pm

    Quoting grib1876:
    Incredible writing! Very nice. Thanks for sharing.

    Grib
Thanks for visiting my blog Grib. You are most welcome good sir!


MorganLeFaye1978 38F
110 posts
6/27/2006 8:40 pm

    Quoting buddhamike:
    Ahhh, is this how Arthur Pendragon was enticed, and Mordred conceived?
It very well could be my good man...it very well could be. But that is another story.


Nightguy_1961 55M
4866 posts
6/27/2006 11:28 pm

Morgan,

Excellent job of wordsmithing...my compliments.

Glad I accepted your invitation....*quiet smiles*

NG61...leaving behind a red rose tied in black silk ribbon as a token, then disappearing back into the darkness...


MorganLeFaye1978 38F
110 posts
6/28/2006 12:11 am

    Quoting Nightguy_1961:
    Morgan,

    Excellent job of wordsmithing...my compliments.

    Glad I accepted your invitation....*quiet smiles*

    NG61...leaving behind a red rose tied in black silk ribbon as a token, then disappearing back into the darkness...
Thank you very much for viewing my blog NG. It is an honor to have such a great writer as yourself enjoy my work. I hope to continue with some more if I can.

Takes the rose and curtsies low...you are a find gentleman sir!


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