Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  Her heart is given to him willingly and he knows... He knows that she belongs to him and their fate has been told this night as they share this place and time. A lifetime of longing and loving and searching has brought them here together and this is where they will see the dream come true.

  He stands before her as she sits now on the altar. His eyes searching hers as his hands reach to his waist and unclasp the sword he wears there. Then lowering it to the ground he stands and moves close to her once more. His hands reach up and gently brush her cheek. The warmth of hand to cheek evenly matched, it is as if they share a fever, one that has burned for eons inside of them. His hands come lower and brush over her bare shoulders, he feels her tremble as they do. She gasps softly as the touch of his hands on her skin cause the churning to boil now.

  The wind whispers about them now, the night birds singing seems to disappear with the breeze... The moon now shines high above them shrouded in a mist. They gaze into each others eyes now, the look they share speaks volumes in its silence, and they seem caught in the moment time frozen as they dream in the night.

  The sudden cry of a nighthawk cuts through the secret garden glen and they come back from the trance they have fallen into. He reaches down and his hands unlace the bodice of her dress. Her chest heaves heavier with each pull of his fingers. Her eyes never leaving his face, she watches him as he unveils her. He slides the lacey sleeves from her shoulders and her ample breast heave in the moonlight as they are freed from their confines. His hands reach for them and she closes her eyes as his hands squeeze them and grasping them gently pulls her closer to him.

  Her own hands now reach out for his shirt and unbutton it slowly as he watches her. Her fingers slowly work their way down and once she reaches his waist she looks up at him. Her tongue peeks from between her luscious full lips and a smile slides across them, a wickedly sinful smile it is. As his hands gently knead her breasts she slips her hands about his waist and pull him closer now...

  She pulls him to her and lays her cheek to his chest, she inhales deeply , his scent filling her nose. She feels the tickle of his chest hairs against her cheek as she hugs him to her burying herself in the warmth of him, her hands slipping slowly behind him tighter now. She feels the twitch of his growing as they meld together beneath the stars. She feels as if they are flying through the night sky, His heart and hers beat in unison now, she feels his against her cheek.

  His hand reaches up and pulls grasps her silky hair, gently pulling her back he looks down in her ace and sees the sparkle in her eyes from the stars and moon, He bends low and his lips brush hers... Her hands reach out and caress the growing bulge between them. He is real, she has felt before in her sleep and even in her waking hours at times... A need and want and desire that has simmered waiting for this time. Her fingers grip his manhood caught in its confines and he moans and his chest heaves deeply. His hand in her hair tightens and she herself moans.

  He gently pulls back and whispers to her making her laugh softly, his other hand grasps her soft breasts and as he kneads it her hands grasp at his pants fumbling to release him to taste... Once freed his manhood jerks between them in the night air and she looks at him with eyes that burn with a deep passion and desire. One she has dreamed of in her sleep for so long. She gasps as he pulls her towards it. Her heart more than willing but her mind lost in the lust and the night.

  She reaches out with trembling hands and strokes him, his manhood twitches at her touch. She glances up at him and sees his smile, his eyes closed and his face angled upward the moon shining on his face, he is her Master...Her One...finally they have come together. She lowers her head and her hand strokes his manhood, her lips reach out and kisses it softly. She feels at once his need and the need inside of her seems to explode.

  He pulls her to him with a strong hand and as he kisses the top her head her fingers grip his manhood. He pulls her mouth over his manhood, she gasps as he fills her mouth and throat, savoring the taste of him she moans low. Her eyes alive with passion she feels between her own legs the wetness of her own desires seep from her swollen lips... her eyes ease closed as she savors the taste of him now.

  With one hand holding her hair the other traces down her back, his fingertips sending shivers through her as she sucks at him greedily. So hungry for the taste of him her mind lost in the moment. His hips begin to move towards her and back again, the movements involuntary, the pleasure growing beyond believe with each stroke of her lips and tongue as she pleasures him now. His hand tightens in her hair and his hips push at her harder. She moans with each stroke and she wiggles about her own excitement growing intense as well.

  He feels himself needing release, the pent up hunger of a lifetime ready to explode... He grips her tighter still and thrust deep into her throat. Her hands move about him and she grasps at the naked flesh of his buttocks as he thrusts his manhood ever deeper inside of her. She too feels his need, and craves the taste that comes to her soon. She feels his hips tighten under her touch now, she feels the pain of his grip tighten in her hair and she moans, knowing the time has come... Then as she moans and her lips stroke up and down on his manhood, she tastes him. His essence filling her already full mouth she swallows greedily all of him. He moans into the night a she sucks from him his very life it seems...

  He stands still, his grasp her on her still tight as he empties all he has deep inside of her. She devours every drop of him, greedily she sucks at him, her hunger sated but still wanting more. His warm essence fills her belly now, she moans and wiggles about the inside of her thighs wet from her own passion. His grasp on her relaxes and he looks down as he pulls her head away from him now. She looks up at him her moist lips tempting him to bend down and kiss her...softly and gently his lips and hers touch. Weak from the throes of passion he looks at her and feels the hunger growing inside of him once more, he needs her taste as well...

  With both hands he lowers her back onto the altar now, the song of the night birds still floating about in the breeze. She lays back under the moon his hands guiding her. His hand runs under her skirt, his fingertips tickling their way up her leg... As they tickle up her inner thigh he feels her wetness. He pulls them back from underneath her skirt and raises them to his lips, his tongue tastes her there and he moans and feels the need inside of him grow still greater. His hands moves back to where it came from and he inches on toward the source of this sweet nectar.

  She stretches out a bit, her moans resonating from deep inside of her now, her eyes closed to the night sky she gasps for breathe as his fingers find their way to her place of pleasures... As they find their way to her swollen lips she wiggles about and he leans down over her whispering in her ears, kissing her there. His need great now, he struggles to remove the binding material from about her, she wiggles as he pulls and he frees her finally.

  Laying in the moonlight upon the stone of the altar she feels not coldness but warmth... With the stars winking above her, the fragrance of the Goddess seeming to fill the air about them with passion, she feels his hands part her legs and she moans begging him... Begging him for his touch... He smiles down at her and moves his fingers between her swollen lips, the wetness dripping from them as they tease her. She wiggles about his touch igniting passion held back for ages. He leans down and suckles her breast, first one then the other. His fingers tickling at her wet slit. She hears nothing in the night now but the sound of her own heart as it beats in her ears...

  He moves her about until she lays on the edge of the stone altar, then he leans down, his hands parting her legs and his lips kissing gently up the inside of her thighs... she moans and stretches out, her hands reaching for something to hold to she touches the warm stone beneath her and tries to hold on. His lips finally reach her soft mound and they kiss it, her swollen wet lips glistening with her own dew... He runs his tongue over them and she shivers deep and hard. He licks his lips craving the taste of her that is there. He slips his hands under her hips and her legs fall
apart a bit wider. He looks at this place of pleasure she secrets away from the world, she belongs to him...all of her belongs to him. He feels the power of the ages as it grows now inside of him.

  He leans down and his lips part, his tongue reaches out and tastes her, darting between her lips she trembles beneath him and he grasps her hips tight in his hands as he tastes her now. His tongue dips inside and he is rewarded with more and more of her nectar, she shudders and her hips arch up towards him as he gently laps at her, drinking her in. The taste of her so sweet and luscious... the longing he has had so long now filled. He feels his manhood grow once more as he feeds from her. He feels her shuddering as his lips suck from her nectar now... her body stiffens as she explodes now, his lips and tongue driving her over the edge. She moans louder and the sounds of her pleasure fill the night about them.

  He sucks from her until he feels her go weak beneath him, he reaches down and touches his own manhood, now swollen and in need of more of her. He stands up straight now, looking down upon her. His one hand stroking himself the other reaches out and teases her swollen lips again, easing between them and inside of her. He stands stroking himself and playing inside of her, he feels her start to wiggle about almost instantly, ready for more of him herself she looks up at him and smiles. A lifetime of passion and desire needing to be sated tonight...

  He knows he has to join with her, already they have consumed each others essence, and this is the step that will make them bound always. He looks down at her as she lies on the stone, the moon glistening over her milky skin, her eyes lit by the fire inside of her. She smiles at him and knows that their time has come to join as One... Already she is bound to him through her soul... The moon above them shines a bit brighter suddenly, the mist surrounding it floating off. The veil of clouds scattered about drift among the twinkling stars... He looks down at her, the moonlight shining upon her as she lays waiting for him.

  She watches as he comes for her, moving closer to her until she can feel him touching her inner thighs. His hands stroke her there and then linger a bit as they stroke the swollen bud nestled between her moist lips. His manhood aches to be inside of her, to feel the warm wetness that awaits him. He dips his fingertips once more between her lips then leaning down over her he whispers to her, "You belong to me..." She shudders and he hears her moan softly... his hands grasp her breasts as he leans over her. Then after pinching the rosy nipples of her milky white breast he bends lower and kisses her upon the soft skin of her belly.

  Her hands reach up and run through his hair, his soft kisses tickle her and she wiggles under him. He stands tall once more between her parted legs and glances down at her. He takes his swollen aching manhood in his own hand and as he watches her the birds around them stop singing, the air about them grows quiet and the wispy clouds flit across the moon casting shadows over her. He feels the breeze as it gently plays about them, and he closes his eyes the moonlight bathing over his face and he whispers a blessing to the Goddess for this night finally that has come...

  She watches him and listens to him as he speaks in whispers to the Goddess, she closes her eyes as well and whispers her own hushed blessings for all that has finally come true. She feels His hands as they run lightly over her and he steps close to her now. Standing between her legs he guides his swollen growing manhood between her hungry lips and feels the warmth of her engulf him. Slowly he strokes into her and she catches her breath the sudden incursion causing soft deep moans to come from her as she lay on the altar, impaled with his manhood...

  He strokes into her deep and once there deep inside of her he stands still and feels her as she trembles inside holding him tight, he pulls back and thrusts into her again. She arches her back as his hands reach for her hips and pulls her to him tighter, driving himself into her deeper and deeper. She lifts her legs as he stands holding her hips in his hands driving his manhood into her wetness...wrapping them about him he sinks deeper still. His hips taut as he thrusts into her, his head leans back and he moans out loud into the night about them. The sounds of their joining charging the air about them with an energy unleashed finally after so long... The smell of the Goddess wafting about them in the night air they couple together, bound to each other now mind body and soul...

  He stands over her joined to her his manhood buried deep inside of her, his stroking taking on an urgency... She lies on the warm stone, her legs holding tight around him. Her arms reaching out to her sides pressing against the stone as he strokes away, her back arching and her moans coming from a place deep inside of her as she feels the oncoming wave of passion growing now. She rises up on her elbows as he drives into her gain and again. He moans louder now and his head lolls back as he strokes with more intent now deep and hard he impales her, his desire now fueling him fast and furious...

  She looks at him as he reaches into the depths of her insides and pulls from her the pleasure that has simmered inside of her so long now. Her head lolls back now and she moans low and guttural as the orgasmic pleasure she has sought starts to uncoil now... He thrust into her once more and he feels his essence as it spurts inside of her, filling her with his seed he holds still, so very still and they both moan into the night as the orgasm they share renders them weak and at the same time fills them with a new strength. They stand joined together under the moonlight now, sweat glistening on them. He breathes deeply and feels her as she shudders and her legs finally release him. His hands feel her body go slack upon the stone beneath her.

  She lays upon the stone now, her body shivers as she feels the breeze drift about her...the sweat trickling between her breasts. Her breath seemingly taken from her she gasps faintly as she moans and lies under the night sky now. The night birds song trickles back about them, the smell of moon flowers heavy in the air about them. The chirping crickets and frogs join in a symphony with the birds and they fill the air with their sounds. The two of them bask in the moonlight the symphony of the Goddess filling their ears...

  The Master stands over her and looks down... the woman he has searched for so many lifetimes is here laid on the stone altar of the Goddess before him... their time will be special and full of passion and pleasure always, a lifetime of pleasure to fill for both of them now. He reaches out his hand, still weak from the passion he strokes his fingers lightly over her soft belly. She moans once more and opens her eyes slowly. His face bathed in the glow of the moon he looks into her eyes and they share a smile that speaks to each others heart. He reaches out his hand and pulls her up. As she sits he frames her face with his hands, gently stroking her cheek he whispers to her once more, "You belong to me my lady love..."

  She leans into him and he pulls her to his chest, she encircles his waist with her arms and he holds her close and tight. This night they are bound to each other, reunited after traveling through time to one another for so long... She is bound to him, he holds her now... His voice in her ear tickling her, teasing her... his breath ragged but soft, she listens to his words. He knows the words she most needs to hear, has waited to hear for eons... Spellbound she is in awe of it all, He holds her now for always...heart, mind, body and soul reunited... The Goddess smiles tonight as they cling to a new beginning, two old souls reunited now finally the night sounds surround them and they hold each other under the moon. Together now and for always...

  The Bistro

  Dinner was awesome in the quaint little open-air bistro down by the beach. The waves lapped against the sandy shore creating a rhythmical, soothing sound that relaxed our minds as well as our souls. It was hard to believe that our vacation was coming to an end.

  We fed each other our meals as we watched the sun create the most beautiful sunset we had ever witnessed together. We were totally into each other, not paying any attention to the other couples sharing our bistro. Our conversation was light and serious, filled with laughter while we reminisced about our marriage of the past seven years. The air was warm, thick and moist and created a film of perspiration on our bodies.<
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  As we sipped our margaritas and gazed into each other's eyes by the romantic glow of candlelight, I remind myself of how beautiful my wife is. In that moment I find you more beautiful than the day we met. Every inch of you causes my loins to ache with desire.

  Your sandy brown hair is now highlighted with blonde streaks as a result of seven glorious days on the beach. Your eyes sparkle in the candlelight and moonlight. Your skin is bronze and glistening in the moonlight.

  Your luscious full lips are tinted with sexy red lipstick. I am thankful for all the times this week that you wrapped those beautiful red lips around my cock for no reason other than to pleasure me and suck me dry.

  Your round, firm breasts swell with each breath while your perfect nipples are nice and hard as they enjoy the feeling of your cotton sundress without a bra to constrict them.

  My cock is getting harder each second as I long to touch you, hold you and make love to you for the last time in this island paradise. By the look in your eyes, I am confident that you have the same desires.

  Your excuse yourself to the restroom to freshen up and I stare into the darkness where the ocean was just a few minutes ago. I am not anxious to return home to our normal lives as we will both slide back into our daily ruts although we have promised each other to make more of an effort to keep the passion alive.