From: ai555@ccn.cs.dal.ca (Mike D. Nieforth)
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Subject: Moonlove
Date: 14 Nov 1995 05:49:03 GMT
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Here is my first attempt at erotica.  Please be gentle.  ;-)



It was written at a time when I was first becoming involved with Pagan

life and philosophy.  It mirrors a lot of the things that I felt at the

time.  I welcome any feedback that may be forthcoming (assuming anyone

reads it).





                                 Moonlove

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Disclaimer:    This story was meant to arouse, not to offend.

               Some people may be taken aback by the tone,

               context and philosophy of this story. Some may

               object on purely religious grounds, either

               because it runs contrary to their own, or because

               they feel it cheapens the religion depicted

               herein. That is not my intent.



               I happen to share the religion of the characters

               herein. I wrote this story because I felt the need

               to do so at this time, and to me, it comes from

               the heart. To my way of thinking, this story is

               right and good. If you are offended, I apologize

               now, but I suggest you ask yourself why you are

               offended. I cannot take responsibility for your

               personal tastes.



               However, if you are open minded, and enjoy love

               and romance, this story is dedicated to you.

               Enjoy.



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     It was almost dusk by the time we had reached the top of the

hill. The moon was low on the eastern horizon, preparing for its

nightly passage across the sky. I looked around and drew a deep,

joyful breath.

     "The stars will be out soon," I said to you as you laid down

your pack.

     You looked up at me and graced me with a smile. I have

always loved your smile, and this night it felt doubly special to

me.

     I smiled back, feeling the warmth emanating from you, and

set to my task.

     Opening the backpack, I retrieved the objects we would need

for the night ahead. Two black-handled knives, each with personal

symbols cut into their hilts, and four cords, each of a different

colour. If we were still at home in our apartment in the city,

more objects would have followed, but here, under the sky and

with the good earth under us, anything more would have been an

intrusion.

     I placed our packs underneath a nearby tree. Next to them, I

placed the two containers we had brought, one filled with honey

cakes, the other with a sweet dandelion wine, the fruit of the

very fields around us. They would come later, in their own time.

     Turning my thoughts back to you, I turned as well, to see

you standing there, awaiting me. Quickly, I arranged the cords in

a circle around you, green to the north, yellow to the east, red

to the south, and blue to the west. I joined you at the crest of

the hill, in the centre of the circle I had just laid. We were

ready to begin.

     You grasped your knife firmly, with the confidence of one

who had done this many times before, and with the authority of

one who had earned the right to do so.

     You passed the knife about the circle, cutting a similar

circle in the air, stopping only at the spots where the cords had

been laid.

     North, east, south, west you travelled, and I travelled as

well, following your movements with my own in perfect harmony.

     How many times had we done this? A hundred? Five hundred? No

matter, it was done now, and as I passed over the steps you had

trod, I knew that you had cut a space more real than the trees

and grass around us.

     The knives were laid aside then, as were our garments. I

gazed at your beautiful form, with its high, proud breasts, flat

stomach and long, muscular legs. I had always admired your body,

and I drank it in once more with renewed delight.

     I, too, stood naked beside you. I felt no shame as your eyes

travelled down my body, then back up again to stare into my own.

Rather, I felt pride at being worthy of your acceptance and your

love. I had always strove to be the best for your sake, and now I

felt the rewards of my efforts.

     With these thoughts still in my mind, we both turned as one

to the east. With hands outstretched before us, we welcomed the

elements of air to join us. After a moment, we turned, raising

our hands high above us in clenched fists as we called the

forces of fire to us.

     Around we went in turn, cupping our hands before us as we

called the water and lowering them as we called the earth. Now we

were ready for the most important act.

     We turned to face each other. I raised my right hand above

me as you raised your left. My upraised hand formed the sign of

the horns, as my index finger and little finger outstretched. You

held your index finger and thumb in a crescent shape. We were

ready.

     No words were necessary, not here, not now. All that was

needed was a feeling of love for all that was around us, and

receptiveness for those who made it, who maintained it, who were

it. In a moment, I was a man transformed, a God. I felt the

power roar through my veins, and pulled more up from the ground

under my feet. I felt the confidence of the master of life and

death, the lord of all that walks the earth and soared in the

skies. I felt the weight of antlers on my head, a crown of power

and beauty.

     I looked at you, my Lady, and saw, not a person, but a

Goddess. You were now my compliment in every way. Where I was the

creatures of the earth, you were the earth itself. Where I was

the sun, you were the moon. Where I was crowned with horns,

your head was encircled with a ring of stars, through which I

glimpsed the rising moon, full and strong.

     As I now looked at you, strong and willful, my greatest of

loves, I was inflamed with desire. I grabbed you by the waist and

pulled you to me, locking you in a strong embrace, filled with

passion. My mouth sought yours and yours sought mine, and we held

each other for a time, out tongues locked in a desperate battle.

     I probed your mouth with great passion, giving you all I

could give, determined to pleasure you as much as I could. You

responded in kind, gently moving your body against mine.

     It was you who broke the kiss, only to place more about my

head and neck, moving ever lower to my chest and down my torso.

     When you had finally sunk to your knees, you stopped, taking

a moment to gaze hungrily at my manhood. You grasped it in your

cool, delicate hands, holding the shaft with one hand and cupping

my balls with the other. Then you lowered your head and kissed

the tip, slowly smearing the pre-cum with your tongue. With lips,

tongue, and teeth, you forced the foreskin back, only to swirl

your agile tongue around the now exposed head.

     Ecstasy filled me as you sucked, now licking the head, now

sliding your lips along the length of my shaft, now taking first

one, then the other of my scrotum into your mouth, sending

thrills of pleasure through me.

     At another time, another place, I would have been content to

let you continue until I burst, filling your eager mouth with my

cum, but my Lady of the fields deserved much more this night.

     Grabbing you by the shoulders, I pulled you upwards and

kissed you once again, tasting the mix of your saliva and my own

salty juices in your mouth. You looked imploring at me, as if

asking for more. More you would have, I thought, but I shall have

it as well.

     This time it was I who broke the kiss, pushing back your

hair and moving around to suck on your earlobe. As I did so, my

hands travelled down your back to your ass, where I massaged just

below the tailbone, a spot I knew to be sensitive for you. My

kisses travelled lower, down your neck to your beautiful breasts.

I took one tit into my mouth, sucking and nibbling on the

hardening nipple, teasing it with my tongue. You let out a gasp

of passion as I took it between my teeth, biting gently.

     I moved to the other breast as my hands moved lower, down

the crack of your ass to the hole I found there. A wetness around

your hole increased as I rubbed one finger, then the other upon

it, bringing more gasps from your lips. The tip of finger

slipped gently inside as I sucked on the other nipple, now fully

hardened with your excitement.

     Having brought you to full excitement, I abandoned your

breasts and moved lower, down your belly, pausing only to lick at

your navel. As I moved lower, I now moved you down with me, until

you were lying on the grass, your arms outstretched, with me

lying below you, my head now between your legs, kissing and

licking at the sensitive skin of your inner thighs.

     Licking closer to the tops of your thighs all the time, I

took my time, increasing your arousal so that every touch and

every breath that stimulated your nether lips brought a bucking

of your hips. I could hear the labored sound of your breathing

and the gripping of your hands into the earth at your sides. It

was time.

     I lowered my head and gently drew my tongue from the lowest

end of your cunt to the highest, drawing from you a deep sigh of

pleasure. Taking this as my cue, I fell to work, rubbing my

tongue along the outer lips, and finally licking up the sweet

juices that had begun to leak out.

     Your pussy lips had now begun to puff up in their

excitement, and I parted this beautiful pink butterfly with my

lips, darting my tongue deep inside, tasting the wetness I found

there, savoring the scent of your vagina.

     I began to move higher, toward the seat of your pleasure,

but you stopped me. You turned me onto my back, then straddled my

face. From this new position, I again drove my tongue into your

soft pussy, to be rewarded not only by the taste of your love

juices, but by the feeling of your mouth once again devouring my

cock.

     As I moved upwards, alternately teasing your clitoris and

probing your depths, you took my cock deep into your mouth,

sometimes fucking me in a slow rhythm, assisted by one hand

pumping my shaft and the other squeezing my balls, and teasing

my head with your tongue, swirling it around my glans and probing

the opening, smearing the pre-cum over the surface, only to take

it deeper once more.

     I rose higher and higher on a cloud of ecstasy, and you told

me the same in a story of bucking hips and muffled moans. I was

nearing the peak, so I began to lick in earnest, drawing your

clitoris out of its hiding place and drilling hard against it

with my vibrating tongue. You answered me by sucking all the

harder, pumping my cock furiously and bobbing your head in wild

abandon.

     Finally, I could take no more, as I felt my cum building in

the balls you were now frantically squeezing. I drove my tongue

into your clit, swiping my mouth all over your pussy, soaking my

face with pussy juices.

     Then I came, even as you did. As my cock exploded, shooting

jet after jet of thick cream down your waiting throat, your body

became stiff, and shook with a powerful orgasm, wetting my face

more with the proofs of your climax.

     We both came for what seemed like hours, with you gulping

and licking up my cum, and me moving my tongue to place after

place, prolonging your orgasm until we were both spent.

     Afterwards, we lay on the grass watching the stars, hand in

hand, as the moon continued on to take its place high in the

heavens. I looked at you and marvelled. Had it really been a year

since our Handfasting? Since we committed ourselves to pleasing

each other and those around us as a couple? Tomorrow, the time

would come to renew that vow, but for tonight I was content to

lie in the happy glow that sharing love with you gave me.

     The moon now stood high, and I looked at you with what

seemed like new eyes. A warm, happy glow surrounded you, stronger

at points, above your breasts, about your lower regions, and most

of all, around your eyes. I looked into those eyes again, and

felt the same glow infect me, one of love, of warmth. This was

not the lust I had experienced before, that of the powerful lord

and his equally powerful lady, but rather a relaxed and intimate

love as shared by two who have loved together many times before,

and who revel in the confidence of each other's bodies and

hearts.

     With this feeling, I reached out to you again. You came to

me easily, your mouth meeting mine in a long, slow embrace that

lasted for what seemed like days. No need to hurry now, as I held

you with one hand and slowly massaged the back of your neck with

the other. You contentedly sighed at this, and held me closer,

happy in your lover's arms.

     Then, with a certain casualness all your own, one of your

hands slipped slowly down my back to my hips, where it smoothly

passed between us to rest once more on my manhood. You slowly

fondled my member, taking your time, caressing the shaft, idly

playing once more with my balls, pushing the skin back from my

growing head, and letting it slide back once again. You did all

this as you had many times before, and you were expert at it,

bringing me slowly back to erection without the slightest hint

of rush.

     I pulled back from our embrace to caress you in turn.

Slowly, my hands cupped your breasts, playing with them,

squeezing and releasing, rolling the nipples between thumb and

forefinger, gently pulling them and softly pinching. One hand I

left to continue playing, while the other sought your pussy. Once

again, you were wet, and as my fingers traced the outline of your

sensitive lips, the wetness grew. I rubbed at the area around

your clitoris until you could stand it no more.

     Slowly and purposefully, you rose, not quite breaking our

embrace, until you knelt beside me. You motioned me onto my back,

with my stiff prick saluting the heavens. You took it in your

hands once more, not to play but to guide, as you straddled me

and lowered yourself to the tip of my prick.

     You didn't let me enter you immediately, however, brushing

the tip of my cock against your sweet pussy. I could feel the

exquisite tickling of your bush as it rubbed lightly against me,

and I could see from your face that you were getting much

pleasure from it as well. But this could not last, however, and

soon you let yourself sink slowly and smoothly onto the entire

length of my cock.

     Your face was a study in rapture as I filled you, and I

revelled in the slick tightness of your pussy. You rested there a

while, your inner muscles flexing, squeezing my prick in a

regular rhythm of tightening and relaxing. It felt so good lying

there, buried within you, feeling the slow pumping of your

vagina.

     Then you started to move, slowly at first, then faster as

you purposefully rode my cock to greater heights of pleasure.

Your breasts bobbed with each movement, and I took them in my

hands, torturing the nipples as you rode me, drawing from you

gasps of pleasure, which became ever greater with each thrust.

     As you rode, plunging your cunt onto my swollen cock, my

desire for you grew, and as I watched and felt each movement your

now frantically bobbing body made, I began to reply with thrusts

of my own.

     This only served to excite you more, as your gasps turned to

groans, and I grabbed you firmly, stopping your ride, and turning

us both, so that now you were the one on your back and I was

thrusting deeply inside your pussy.

     I straightened your legs and held them apart in a wide V as

I drove into your cunt, meeting your bucking hips at each thrust,

drawing not groans or gasps, but screams of pleasure from your

open mouth. I thrilled at each movement, the feeling of power

growing between our two bodies at every move, until I scarcely

felt we could hold any more.

     Once again, I felt the weight of antlers upon my head, but

they were not the sign of royalty, but a mark of strength, of

virility, as I pleasured my consort. You were transformed into

the Goddess, full of love and lust, sharing her pleasure with

her chosen Lord, becoming one in the ecstasy of our union.

     For a moment, I felt the two of us merging, changing, aware

not only of our two joyfully linked bodies, but of all that

surrounded us, the joy of creation and life itself. And we were a

part of that joy, a triumphant song to be sung throughout nature.

     Then, in a release that shook us both, the power left us,

suddenly amplified and released into the heavens, to return from

whence it came. Your body stiffened then, shaking in a violent

orgasm. I thrust most strongly then, and my cock exploded into

your spasming cunt.

     Shot after shot of warm, sticky cum I shot into you,

thrusting madly into your pussy, as you shook and gasped, arching

your back in your pleasure. Our orgasms blended with each other,

our cries calling out as one, as our passion was released. I

gave one final shot, as your body shuddered one last time,

gripping my shrinking cock, then letting it go at last.

     I slid out of you and we held each other tightly,

broadcasting love to each other with an intensity rarely

surpassed. How long we held each other, I cannot say, but when I

finally looked up, I knew that the moon had been at its zenith

the very moment we had shared our climax. The realization was not

lost on you, and I knew you realized the fact just as I had. I

looked into your eyes yet again, and I saw a beauty there,

unsurpassed in all the world.

     I loved you then as I love you now, my darling. For now and

forever, through this life and through many more to come.

     I love you.



     - Incubus  13/04/92

       "All acts of love and pleasure are my rituals."



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