Posted by dreamer on 06-28-2006 at04:29:
Midnight StrollIt was one of those beautiful southern summer nights with a full moon high in the starlit sky. Although it was midnight, I decided to go for a walk down the trail not far from my back door.
Slipping a comfortable cotton dress over my bareness, I smiled listening to the tinkle of my favorite charm bracelet- seven angels and seven rings, each suppose to bring luck for different areas of my life, all connected to links of gold. After all the years of having it, I still smiled each time I heard the sound.
Descending the stairs, I paused long enough to slide on a pair of moccasins to protect my feet against the rocks of the trail. Strolling out the back door, I breathed in the crisp cool air and started shaking off the day's worries.
Lost in my thoughts, I looked up suddenly to realize that I must have walked farther down the trail than I had thought. I looked around to find that I was in unfamiliar territory. The trees were denser here, the moonlight hardly breaking through around me except on the small pathway.
As I stood listening, I began hearing the night sounds that surrounded me- crickets chirping, frogs croaking, and in the distance the roar of a mountain lion. Having been in this area most of my life the sounds were not unfamiliar to me and I wasn't overly nervous about my predicament. The cool night air, exercise, beauty of the evening, and the familiar sounds of the forest relaxed me completely.
I sighed as I sat down against a tree at the side of the trail and drank in the beauty of the stars visible just above me. Again I heard the distant roar of the mountain lion and thought to myself of the loneliness of the call. I closed my eyes and let my thoughts roam.
I awoke suddenly, confused as to what had awoken me, a sound perhaps? A dream? I listened closely to the night sounds as my body began tensing and the rest of my senses heightened in alarm. I felt, rather than heard a presence near me.
I felt as if I were being watched and tried desperately to calm down enough to think of a reasonable plan. I could feel the sheen of sweat starting to cover my body and the beads slowly dripping down between my breasts. As a breeze wafted over my body, I trembled as much from the chill as the emotions running rampant within me.
A low chuckle came from in front of me. I strained my eyes to see a rather large figure coming from the shadows. As he came closer I guessed him to be at least 6' 5", with broad shoulders, and strong looking arms. I stood to meet my predicament head on as I felt his eyes traveling slowly over me. It felt as if his gaze alone was burning into my chilled skin.
"You have wandered into my lair kitten," he purred in a low voice that sent chills of excitement and fear down my spine.
I simply could not respond as he moved into the moonlight, closer still to me. My mind raced over the multitudes of endings this night could hold for me. Every horror story I had ever read or heard of raced through my mind, only to be replaced with another far worse. Again I ran my eyes over him, taking in the muscular arms and chest, the sheer mass of him caused my body to shake. The low chuckle came yet again as he captured my gaze within his. I felt like the young deer caught by the headlights, unable to flee. The adrenaline coursed through my body, I could hear myself panting.
He slowly raised his hand to cup my chin and run his thumb lightly over my bottom lip. The whimper escaped my lips involuntarily, fleetingly I wondered if he felt it as well as heard.
"Shh kitten. You are safe," he whispered.
I searched his eyes for reassurance. Finding it, I nodded slightly, only to be reminded of his thumb against my lips and his palm against my chin. He smiled then, bringing my eyes to his full lips, as though he could read each of the thoughts in my mind.
As the fear eased from my body, a new excitement began taking it's place. I found myself looking at this man before me with a new curiosity. In the moonlight his skin glowed golden brown. Long, thick, dark blonde hair flowed to his shoulders. Looking back into his eyes, I found they were green, with a shimmer of gold showing through. It struck me to realize I had not noticed their beauty throughout this ordeal.
"I'm, I'm sorry. You scared me." I whispered, not knowing what else to say.
"Are you still scared my kitten? You are shaking still and panting as if you are."
I licked my lips nervously and inadvertently licked the tip of his thumb. I jumped and felt myself blushing as his eyes went to my lips again. Smiling, he leaned his face down closer to mine. I closed my eyes at the first touch of his tongue outlining my lips. As he slowly used his tongue to invade my mouth my senses reeled. I whimpered into his mouth and pressed my body closer to his.
There was something so mysterious and intriguing about this man. I explored his naked chest with my fingers. The smooth skin beneath the crinkle of chest hair, the powerful muscles beneath all delighted my touch. Even his scent was turning me on. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced before, a raw animalistic musk that made me weak in the knees.
As his lips moved to my neck, I ran my tongue over his collarbone. I have always loved the taste of a man's skin and this man's drove me to distraction. I wanted more. Licking and nibbling, I worked my way down to his nipple. Sucking it into my mouth I felt him take a deep breath as it began to harden from my attention. My fingers continued to run over his skin as I sucked and nibbled on first one then the other nipple.
Slowly I kneeled before him, kissing my way down his belly on my way. My fingers hooked into his waistband, I stopped to look up into his eyes. He nodded and I pulled his loose shorts to the ground, smiling my appreciation of his growing member. I turn my attention to his hips and tasted the sweet skin that had been denied to me by the shorts. I licked and nibbled my way down the inside of one long leg and back up the other before turning my full attention to his now hard cock.
I looked back into his eyes before continuing, again he nodded and I held his eyes with my own. Cupping his balls in my hand, I licked the tip of his cock then down the underside to the base. Gently I kissed his balls and took care in drawing them into my warm mouth, rolling and caressing them. Watching his face gave me such pleasure as I licked my way back to the head of his cock. Licking and tapping my tongue against the base of the head rewarded me with a few low moans before I took his cock completely into my mouth. He began running his hands through my hair, lightly directing my movements as I sucked.
My own passion was building quickly, as I adored his cock with my ministrations. I could feel my own juices on my thighs as the taste of his precum filled my mouth. He clamped his fingers firmly in my hair as he started rocking his hips, thrusting himself into my mouth with increasing urgency. He tore his gaze from mine as he threw his head back with a growl, rewarding me with his hot sperm.
When his breathing had calmed he knelt in front of me, kissing me softly before drawing my dress up over my head. His smile as his gaze caressed my body warmed me. He ran his hands over me, running his nails lightly over my soft skin. I shivered as his nails raked lightly up my sides and his mouth moved to my throat. Growling softly, he nibbled at my tender flesh with his sharp teeth followed by warm kisses.
I arched my back meeting his mouth as he reached my nipples. His suckling brought waves of pleasure coursing through my body and I moaned deeply. His exploring hands reached my thighs and spread my legs farther apart as he ran his nails gently up my inner thighs. Feeling my excitement evident on my thighs, he purred low in his throat. His mouth still suckling my hard nipple, the sound echoed through me.
His fingers grazed my clit and my entire body trembled. Moaning, I threw my head back and arched my back giving him even greater access to my body. He slowly worked his way down my stomach, teasing me with his tongue and teeth as his fingers rubbed my excitement. His tongue circled my belly button slowly before moving on to my shaved mons. Slowly he tortured me with his warm tongue, tracing the tan lines from the summer before, working his way in slow circles towards my aching need. I cried out as his tongue found my nubbin.
"Purr for me kitten, scream out your pleasure for me," I heard faintly, as he shifted himself to lying on his back between my spread thighs. As his tongue made contact again I did just that. His warm tongue lapping at me again and again took me over the edge to an explosive orgasm.
He rose to kiss me and I tasted myself on his lips. I blushed deeply as he savagely pulled me up against him and I felt his hard cock against me. I was grateful to be held so tightly against him as my knees were weak and I feared I would collapse. His hands rubbed my back down to my bottom, cupping his hands he lifted me onto his member. I threw my legs around his hips for support and arched back against his arms. I gasped as his length filled me. His strokes smooth and fast quickly brought me once again to orgasm and I screamed out my passions.
He lowered me to the ground on my hands and knees, kneeling over me he entered me from behind. I moaned in pleasure at the fullness. Once again his strokes started, slower this time, teasing me with his full, slow control. I whimpered, arching my back to meet his stokes, wild with passion from the teasing.
"Kitten, ah my kitten," he growled in my ear, as his stokes became faster, harder. I felt his teeth on my neck, the sharp pain adding to my excitement. I felt the heat of my orgasm burning through me as he pumped his cock into me harder and harder, then with a roar he came inside me.
Trembling and panting, I fell to the earth's floor. He soon followed, laying down on his back and pulling me to him. I cuddled against him, my fingers curling in his thick chest hair. We lay there silently for a long moment, before I realized I didn't even know my lover's name.
"Lyon," he whispered.
I smiled into his eyes, not surprised that he had known my thoughts. As we whispered into the night, I lay content in his arms. He admired my bracelet and I told him of the belief surrounding it as he examined it closer. Teasingly, I attached it to his wrist, and kissed his palm before drifting off to sleep.
I woke at daybreak, the sun reaching down through the trees much stronger than the moonlight had done. Reaching for my lover, I found that I was alone. Looking up, my heart stopped, not ten feet from me sat a lion staring at me. I froze in fear as the lion stood up. I watched in amazement as it shook it's massive head and turned away. As the lion bounded away I heard a familiar tinkle?. And smiled.