by Tawny Maine
Willow rocked with the pounding music. She swayed in surrender to the blissful cadence. She allowed her head to drop back as she bent back at her waist and shoved her crotch into the abdomen before her. Her long dark tresses swept across the wooden dance floor and her hands rose above her to rotate in seductive and hypnotic circles.
She closed her eyes and her tongue snaked out between full, pouty lips to moisten her mouth. She moaned as the curvy blonde’s red polished nails trailed down her tits to her exposed abdomen and softly pierced her flesh. Hips fused together, they grinded into each other in the exhilaration of the dance. Willow rose from her waist and her neck was long and slender as it arched upwards.
She continued her erotic movements for the watching eyes that swam before her. She had them all. There was not an eye in the club that wasn’t focused on her lithe and beautiful body. She entwined her hands into the long blond hair of the curvy innocent before her. Slowly, teasing the mesmerized girl, she gave her a small taste. She circled the excited lips that parted for her silky, skilled tongue. She saw the girl’s eyes dilate and she laughed deeply in triumph.
Turning her back to her, Willow pressed her backside firmly into her softly rounded diaphragm. She bent forward at the waist and spread her legs to push her succulent ass up into the needy girl’s face. Placing one hand behind her knee, she used it to pull her head deeply between her thighs. With her free hand she grabbed the hem of the girl’s short skirt and shoved it between her ass and the girl’s abdomen.
Revealed before her were red satin panties and creamy parted thighs. The scent of the girl’s musk was spicily arousing. Willow slipped her hand between both of their legs and clutched the softly curved ass to shove the girl’s hips forward. Once her face was pressed firmly into the sweetly scented pussy, she slipped aside the damp satin fabric and slid her tongue into the velvet folds before her.
The girl quivered and moaned as she worked at her throbbing clit, tasting and nibbling the pulsating flesh. She felt the blond grip her ass as she rocked her hips back and forth across her tongue and then she shuddered as the orgasm erupted into her mouth. She rode the fast and furious waves of the climax with her until the girl’s head dropped, spent. Patting the creamy thigh before her, Willow rose up from her forward bend and began to search for new prey.
Rowan watched the witch from a distance. He observed as she wove her hypnotic spell on the crowd; watched as she drank in the girl’s orgasm. His cock hardened. He unwound himself from the clinging arms of the young beauty beside him and rose. His only thoughts were of the dark haired witch that seduced the crowd. He had to have her.
Unlike the rest of the crowd she weaved no spell upon him. He was just as skilled a clansman as she was. She had no idea what was coming to her and she needed that nice round ass swatted good and hard for her wanton display of feral pleasure. The woman would expose them all with her lusty greed and thirst. He knew carnal flesh could never satisfy her and he was more, so much more.
Languidly, he began to walk the distance across the dance floor. Women swooned and pressed closer in, but he waved his hand and an invisible barrier prevented them from going any further than what he allowed. He had one thing on his mind and that was stalking the predatory female before him. He knew just the moment she felt him.
She stilled her enticing dance and raised her dark, sultry eyes in search of him. He watched her as she turned to seek him out, but she was too late and they were eye to eye. Her eyes widened and excitement flashed quickly through her eyes. She looked ready to bolt, but Rowan was already ahead of her and shot out his arm to grip her around the waist.
He held her there, paralyzing her in his possessive stare. He raised his other hand to brush the tendril of fallen hair from her heart shaped face and she melted against him. She closed her eyes and turned her face into the palm of his hand and began to purr. Rowan had enough of the speculators and waved his hands dismissively.
Willow peered out from beneath her lashes and found the room empty besides herself and the golden giant. She had let her guard down and he had claimed her in mere seconds. One minute he was meandering through the dancers, the next he was before her. God, he was beautiful.
She had never seen such a marvelous creature as this one. He wore his midnight black hair long and free. His dark eyes, intoxicating with their long and thick lashes, were set in a chiseled lean face. His skin was unlike any other man’s she had seen, golden tan and smooth. His face would have been hard except for the wide generous mouth that softened its sharp angles.
They stood there and neither of them spoke. Only the music filled the air. He lowered his head and tasted her mouth with his tongue softly and she moaned. The still, quiet air was hot and thick as the tension mounted between them.
Recovering from her shock she thought to herself, so the giant wants to play does he? She licked her lips and one corner of her mouth lifted into a challenging smile.
“I should bend you over my knee and pound your ass for your wanton display. Do you realize the danger you are placing our clan in? Your lustful thirst for power could be the end of our people.”
Willow threw her head back and laughed in his face. Little did he know, she would probably enjoy having him spank her ass. The very idea was priceless. The mere thought of tangling with Mr. Mighty was sending excited shivers from her neck all the way down to that backside he so sinisterly threatened.
She appeared to contemplate the matter. “I’ve never been known to back off of a good spanking. Sounds yummy!”
She pressed herself into his hard muscled body and whispered, “Would you like that? My tight little ass bare before you? With each slap my skin would redden as you leave your savage mark upon my flesh. Is that want you want, hm?” Her breath fanned his face as she spoke and he inhaled sharply when she rose upon her toes to lick his lips with her sleek, wet tongue.
“Sounds delicious,” she added softly.
He gripped her roughly by her arms. She tested his will too much. He was supposed to be in control, the one calling the shots, but she evaded his senses with her wanton portrayal of punishment. He gripped the front of her shirt and tore it ruthlessly. Her full tits, now completely exposed, heaved up and down as her breathing quickened.
He took the weight of one heavy breast into his palm and squeezed it urgently, without gentleness. Instead of backing off, her head dropped back and she moaned, “Yes.”
He gazed at her from feral dark eyes and lowered his head to coil his wet tongue around one eagerly taut nipple raised in salutation. He used his teeth and tugged at the tender peak. Her legs buckled and he caught her to him, pressing her hips into his hard cock.
She was all spit and fire until he touched her. He was amazed at the sudden change and surrender. He waved his hands through the air and she raised her body before him. He kept her suspended in midair with his spell. She lay there whimpering with no support except his mind control.
Willow felt as if she had been drugged. She was hot and weak with need. Never had anyone woven such an erotic enchantment over her. She lay there upon nothing but a fevered cloud of air and his power. It was glorious delirium and she could do nothing but surrender to his heated appetite.
She felt his hands upon her as he removed her pants and she laid in the suspension of air clad only in her satin black panties. Her mind was heavy and all fight had been drained from her. She wanted this. She wanted someone more powerful than she was and he was winning the draw.
He placed himself before her and spread her legs wide and held them there in the trance he wove over her. He moved between them and she felt him separate the lips of her throbbing pussy. He moaned when he glided his fingers into the velvety sleek folds of her and her hips bucked with the delicious pleasure.
His fingers were featherlike as they stroked her. He created a heat much hotter than any fire. Urgently she began to rock her hips and grinded her clit into his caressing touch.
“More,” she gasped.
The sensations he awakened within her heated body were new. His fingers were alive with a vibrating energy unlike any she had experienced. A stormy tempest of desire and lust charged through her as he continued to stroke her wetness. He teased her with electrified touches that were as soft as whispers, but more violent than any other assault.
Her eyes drifted shut in ecstasy as she surrendered to the potent drug of his hunger. He caught one sensitive nipple in his mouth as he continued to stroke and caress the succulent folds of her cunt. He alternated between her peaked nipples, giving each the full attention of his tongue, teeth and lips. He tugged, licked and sucked their fullness, heightening her climb as she soared higher and higher beyond the grips of sanity. The teasing was unbearable and her need was insistent.
He continued his slow torture until she was breathless and panting for release. She thought she could tolerate no more and then he halted abruptly to remove his pants. Opening her eyes, she gazed at him through lids heavy with arousal.
Her body was fervent in its desperate cry for more. She wanted his cock buried within her, pounding her ruthlessly and driving her over the edge. He waited though and didn’t yield to her body’s feverish demands. He lowered his head and used the soft, wet tip of his tongue to delve into her sheath. He drove in and out of her sleek pussy as he used his teeth to graze upon her clit. Her body jerked violently at the contact and he stilled her hips with his hands, holding her in submission to his tormenting mouth.
“You will cum when I say to cum,” he ordered her as he teased and pleasured her with his tongue. He licked at her wet center, building the flames of fire within her and she wanted to scream with the delicious agony of it all.
“Please,” she begged. “Fuck me now.”
But her demands remained unmet as he continued in the exquisite exploration of her heated folds and clit. Gripping his head with her hands she began to ride his mouth, seeking the eruption building within her. He laughed wickedly and removed his lips to plunge his engorged cock ruthlessly into her, punishing her with his brutality.
“Yes…oh yes,” she cried as he drove himself in and out of her again and again. She raised her hips to meet him thrust for thrust as lights began to dance in a flaming blaze behind her lids. His cock was empowered and it vibrated every core of her body with its charged current of heat and voracity. She felt as if she was riding a rocket that was storming ardently beyond the stars and the heavens.
“I’m going to cum,” she cried as her body jerked and thrashed beneath him. But he held her there with his control, drawing out the agony of her suffering. With each thrust, she plummeted head first into an abyss of insatiable pain and pleasure.
“Now,” he cried and released his power over her. He surrendered her to the bulldozing pleasure and she pitched through the unknown, darkening tide surrounding her. In final defeat, they exploded together and flew freely into a simultaneous climax that rocked their shuddering bodies.
Willow knew she had found her match. Without him, she would never be the same. He had conquered her mind, body and soul. Rowan watched her beneath him. He watched her submission cross her face and knew that the brazen beauty was his life-mate. The moon help him, he would have his hands full with this one.
New and hot: Witch Stories – part 4: by Tawny Maine
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New and hot: Witch Stories – part 4: by Tawny Maine
Willow rocked with the pounding music. She swayed in surrender… http://bit.ly/aZNTnO