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Rhiannon
Steven walked slowly through the wooded area behind his new home, enjoying the slight breeze that ruffled his short hair and brought earthy scents to his nose. The leaves crackled slightly under his black boots, and he had to push small branches out of the way as he traveled down the path. Ahead, there was a clearing, not much of one, but still a small area that was free of undergrowth. The previous owner said that it was a perfect place for retrospect, and Steven was in need of a little meditation. He had a deadline to meet, needed three new songs for the upcoming album. His writer's block was becoming annoying. He shouldered his way past a small oak sapling and made his way into the small grove. As he raised his blue eyes to look around, he froze and stared at the wonder in front of him. Seated in the middle of the grove was a slender woman, with auburn hair that flowed past her waist, decorated with field daisies and buttercups. In a creamy colored lace dress that he imagined fell all the way to her ankles, she looked ethereal and insubstantial. Her firm breasts strained against the material of the bodice, and he could tell they stood high without the aid of a bra. Her dusky colored nipples were visible in the evening light, pressed against the wispy fabric. Her face was to the sky, her back arched and strong. She sat on the bare grass, her legs tucked under her, leaning back on her arms. She was beautiful.
Steven's pent up breath was released in a whoosh, and it startled the woman. She looked at him with her full lips slightly parted and started to rise. "No, stay�" He wasn't sure why he wanted her to, but he wanted her to stay. As if by magic, she lifted a glass of wine. Standing, she began to walk toward him. Nearer and nearer she came, slowly lifting the glass to her lips. She stopped directly in front of him, and took a long lingering sip of the ruby colored wine. Dropping the glass to the ground, she pulled his mouth to hers, insistently opening his lips to hers. The heat of her mouth had warmed the wine, and he felt it slide into his mouth. It was one of the most sensual things a woman had ever done to him. His strong hands went to the small of her back and pulled her into his lean, taut body. Her hips leaned into his, and he lifted her slightly so she could feel his already burgeoning erection. Their hearts were beating a rapid tattoo against each other's chests, and he could feel the fever growing between their tightly enclosed bodies. He sure hadn't expected this, but it was the inspiration he needed, he was sure�
Their mouths parted, and he looked into the most golden eyes he'd ever seen. Her lids were lowered, and he saw that she was flushed with the passion that was already consuming them both. Her breasts pushed into his chest, the nipples hard against him, and the feel of them was pure erotica. His own nipples tightened in response as he bent his head to smell her hair. Wood smoke and lavender. She smelled great. Steven carried her back to where she had been sitting when he arrived, and lowered her to the ground on her back. He just wanted to look at her for a while. Her hips were rounded and lush, her legs long and graceful. Her arms were raised above her head, and she reached a hand to his face. Lightly trailing her fingers over the rugged jaw, her lips parted and she raised her mouth to Steven's heated skin. Her tongue traced the line of his jaw lightly and he shivered. Her mouth was steamy against his flesh. His hand moved to her breast, his thumb making lazy circles over the nipple. As her mouth left his face, he bent his head and captured the nipple in his mouth. The lace was between his tongue and the breast, but it only served to enhance the carnal impulse he was feeling. He pulled the nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly and felt her press upwards into him. A low moan escaped her throat as he tongued her breast through the lace. Responding with his own low growl, Steven lifted her torso toward his mouth, giving him better access to the firm globes.
Her head dropped back and her throat arched, she posed a perfect opportunity for him to taste the flesh of her milky throat. His lips began a slow journey from her collarbones to her ear. Moving slowly, he licked the burning skin and nipped at the muscles quivering in her neck. His tongue flicked lightly over her earlobes, and he felt her shiver under him. This encouraged him to nibble lightly on her small ears. Her hands were traveling up and down his broad muscled back, her nails scratching lightly when he hit a particularly sensitive spot. As he pulled her to a sitting position, she was trembling and her skin was nearly searing hot. A blush stained her body, and her eyes glowed with radiance. Steven slipped the stretchy lace from her shoulders, dropping tiny kisses along the way. Finally pulling the sleeves free from her body, he pushed the dress down to her hips. She wore nothing at all underneath, not even shoes. Maybe she was a wood nymph. He sure as hell was enchanted anyway.
Her shoulders straightened under his gaze, thrusting her breasts out proudly. Her stomach was slightly rounded, and her waist was small, flaring out to womanly hips. Steven pushed her gently back and picked up her hips, lifting her almost to his mouth. He leaned down and delicately grabbed the lace with his teeth, easing the fabric down her body. As it passed her hips, he stopped for a moment to leave kisses on her hipbones. She lifted her hips to him and caressed the back of his head with soft strokes. At this encouragement, he began to lick her hips lightly, flicking his tongue over the tight skin, tasting the salt and tang of flesh. She was moaning lightly now, her head twisting from side to side. He swallowed a groan as he moved lower to finish removing the dress. As it was pulled away from her body, he began to work his way back up, starting with her ankles. Nipping softly, he moved up her leg to her inner thigh. Parting her legs gently, he put his mouth on her, just tasting the taste of her, smelling the fresh, clean smell. Slowly, he began to work his tongue into the crevice between her legs, searching for that precious pearl. As he found it, she arched her back and reached out for his shoulders.
Steven put his arms under her thighs, lifting her up to his mouth. He sucked tenderly on the nub of flesh that was getting harder and harder by the second. Putting his mouth to use, he opened it on her, sweeping his tongue over the entire slick surface of her sex. As he did, her entire body shuddered and writhed under his gentle ministrations. Her thighs clamped around him and she bucked with the rhythm of her orgasm. Slowly, he lifted his head away, loathe to leave the taste and scent of her. He met her eyes, and she pushed him to the ground next to her. Her hands deftly unbuttoned his shirt. Her mouth covered the newly exposed flesh with erotic intensity, tongue flicking over his tight nipples and tracing the ridges of his taut muscles. Heat washed over his body as she softly licked his navel. Taking her time, she traced with her mouth the crisp hair that led the way to his flaming groin. Steven groaned deep in his chest, lifting his hips toward her mouth as she moved lower.
Slowly unfastening his jeans, she slipped the denim from his hips. Her mouth again left a trail of moist heat as she followed the line of his muscles to his stiff cock. Steven helped her remove his boots, and then lay back again to let her take over. The woman (he didn't even know her name yet!) lifted his hips to pull the jeans off his body, stripping him. She pulled his socks off and licked her way back to his engorged cock. Taking it in her hands, she grasped him tightly as she licked the whole thing softly all over. As soon as it was moistened, she lowered her mouth over the head and pulled him into the depths of her scorching mouth. Steven groaned with a guttural sound, and his hips raised slightly. She took him farther and farther into her mouth, spiraling her tongue over the surface of his cock. As she sucked him in, he could feel her humming quietly. The vibration was nearly driving him wild. As she removed her mouth from him, he nearly cried out for her not to stop.
They'd not spoken yet, so he didn't want to break the trace. He stayed quiet. Her lips covered the area between the head to the base of his rod, and then she lowered her head to take one of his balls into her mouth. At her gentle tugging, he thought he would lose control, but she only stayed for a second before making her way back to the top of his thick cock. She opened her mouth over him again, and sucked strongly on him, pulling him deep and hard into her wet mouth. He was about to come when she pulled away and crawled over his tense body, leaving a path of kisses across his skin. Her face came up to his, and she touched to corners of his mouth with her quick tongue. Steven lunged upwards to capture her lips with his, pulling her into him for a fierce kiss that set off fireworks in the pit of his stomach.
She crouched over him, holding his cock at the entrance to her tight passage, and slowly engulfed him in her tight silken sheath. Using her strong legs, she moved languidly up and down his steel hard shaft. His hips raised to meet her as she came down, and he began to piston into her as she moved faster over his straining body. Quickly, Steven pulled her down to his body and rolled on top of her. His mouth fastened to hers and she gripped his torso with her arms as he drove into her forcefully. Her hips met his every time, and they had a beautiful rhythm together. He pulled away from her mouth and looked into her golden eyes. They began to slowly widen, and he knew she was close. Her mouth opened, her head tilted back and she moaned low and long. Steven felt the muscles in her vagina shudder as her nails gripped his muscled back. As he felt her release, he knew it was what he'd been waiting for, and let go with a moan that was animal, full of ecstasy. He poured himself onto her, straining to make it last forever. Her legs tightened around his waist and pulled him even deeper inside and he gave a final thrust that finished him. Laying his head in her shoulder, her fell into a deep sleep.
Steven did not hear her speak. "Remember me, and I will come here. I will always know what you need�" Her voice trailed away as she slowly vanished into the setting sunlight. "My name is Rhiannon, Steven Jordan. Remember me, for I will definitely remember you�" A short time later, Steven sat up abruptly, finding only the wineglass as proof that someone had actually been there.
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